Thorin is my baby.
Balin is my baby.
Dwalin is my baby.
Bifur is my baby.
Bofur is my baby.
Bombur is my baby.
Fili is my baby.
Kili is my baby.
Oin is my baby.
Gloin is my baby.
Nori is my baby.
Dori is my baby.
Ori is my baby.
I forgot about this post.
one of my most successful.
why tho
Things I want Joss Whedon to realize in the Avengers sequel:
- More than 12 minutes and 44 seconds of Hawkeye,
- The thing I just mentioned in point 1.
I guess the point of this photoset is that his background and the effect his father had on both him and his brother were undoubtedly some of the darkest moments in his past. But Clint being Clint, the Avenger who has always made his own luck, he’s come a long way from being his dad’s punching bag to become a hero in his own right. Despite his arrogance and cocky, womanising side, there will always be a part of him that strives to keep himself afloat by constantly training—he needs to be the best at what he does because that is all he has. He could have easily become something much worse; he could have become Barney; he could have become his father. But he didn’t, and that is the stuff an Avenger is made of.
Tumblr is unfollowing people randomly today, so if I previously followed you and I suddenly unfollowed, please let me know. I’m not unfollowing anyone myself today (in fact, I do it extremely rarely), so I’d appreciate the heads up so I can refollow!
