• Nico:My boyfriend is a doctor.
  • Annabeth:and my boyfriend is an hyperactive dolphin
  • Percy:What? are you cheating on me? Who is it? How can you talk with it? Why?
  • Annabeth:a pretty stupid hyperactive dolphin, apparently.
  • Percy:I still want to meet him!
  • Everyone:*facepalms*

NYPD Officer Saunders has heard the stories plenty of times. How Uncle Danny had been trapped behind the German line by a blizzard, a HYDRA blockade pinning half the battalion for months. How Captain America had fought through the blockade, single-handedly saving over a thousand men, including Uncle Danny (although he did lose a leg in the process). How Aunt Peggy had also fought alongside Captain America, altering the course of the war and carrying on his legacy through her work at the S.S.R. and in the foundation of S.H.I.E.L.D. How Aunt Peggy had actually heard Captain America’s last words before he crashed a HYDRA ship into the Arctic, saving New York City from destruction.

They were stories that Officer Saunders had grown up with, stories of the bravery and selflessness and heroism of Steve Rogers. But he didn’t believe those stories, not really at least. He always thought his aunt and uncle had a penchant for exaggeration. It wasn’t until he came face-to-face with the legend himself in the Battle of New York that he realized.

The stories didn’t do Steve Rogers justice.


she seem’d a thing that could not feel
the touch of earthly years.
no motion has she now, no force;
she neither hears nor sees;
roll’d round in earth’s diurnal course,
with rocks, and stones, and trees.

—william wordsworth, “lucy v”

time won’t fly, it’s like i’m paralyzed by it
i’d like to be my old self again, but i’m still trying to find it
after plaid shirt days
and nights when you made me your own
now you mail back my things and i walk home alone

—taylor swift, “all too well”

she saw not: her heart was otherwhere:
she sigh’d for agnes’ dreams, the sweetest of the year.
she danc’d along with vague, regardless eyes,
anxious her lips, her breathing quick and short

—john keats, “the eve of st. agnes”

this night is flawless, don’t you let it go
i’m wonderstruck, dancing ‘round all alone
i’ll spend forever wondering if you knew
i was enchanted to meet you

—taylor swift, “enchanted”

perhaps ‘tis pretty to force together
thoughts so all unlike each other;
to mutter and mock a broken charm,
to dally with wrong that does no harm.

—samuel t coleridge, “christabel”

so you were never a saint
and i’ve loved in shades of wrong
we learn to live with the pain
mosaic broken hearts
but this love is brave and wild

—taylor swift, “state of grace”

so he took his wings, and fled;
then the morn blushed rosy red.
i dried my tears and armed my fears
with ten thousand shields and spears.

—william blake, “the angel”

say you’ll remember me standing in a nice dress,
staring at the sunset, babe
red lips and rosy cheeks
say you’ll see me again
even if it’s just in your wildest dreams

—taylor swift, “wildest dreams”

the moon, their mistress, had expired before;
the winds were withered in the stagnant air,
and the clouds perished! darkness had no need
of aid from them—she was the universe!

—george gordon byron, “darkness”

but i took your matches
before fire could catch me
so don’t look now
i’m shining like fireworks
over your sad empty town

—taylor swift, “dear john”


life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and i will defend it.

—mary shelley, frankenstein

life makes love look hard
the stakes are high, the water’s rough
but this love is ours

—taylor swift, “ours”

Little Mix Christmas (Snowman) Challenge

So I walk into my living room & my brother asks me why I look ‘like a moody bitch’ & my family are very accustomed to my Merlin obsessions so I just whispered ‘arthur’s dead’ & my entire family looked at me in shock.. Then I realised they thought I was talking about my boyfriend who is also called Arthur.