The snow drifted down and down, all in ghostly silence, and lay thick and unbroken on the ground. All color had fled the world outside. It was a place of whites and blacks and greys. White towers and white snow and white statues, black shadows and black trees, the dark grey sky above. A pure world, Sansa thought. I do not belong here.

Merlin + Elements

You are son of the earth, the sea, the sky. Magic is the fabric of this world, and you were born of that magic. You are magic itself.”

Even weeping, she has a strength in her.


city witches
the city is more than a home to them. it is a tool box. it is a crossroads. it is a book, a meeting place, a blank canvas. it is a fort - their fort - and it needs defending.

"It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be."


Doctor Who is in a creative rut. […] The show needs new characters and villains, not just slightly different iterations of old ones.

More than that, Doctor Who needs a shake-up beyond a simple another new Doctor. While I think Coleman, Capaldi, or even Moffat could thrive in a new incarnation of the series, I don’t think the show can succeed creatively while those three co-exist, and I think we all know that Moffat should be the odd man out.



This sums it up nicely. Moffat just keeps repeating his old ideas, writes copies of his old characters and keeps forgetting that he’s supposed to write Peter Capaldi’s Doctor instead of Matt Smith’s now.

(via cryptaniac)


#she’s a trained assassin

the sky outside looked so pretty tonight


Paul Cummins and Tom Piper’s art installation at the Tower of London gives me pause every time I pass it.

you were right. she needs someone to trust, and it looks like it’s you. you okay with that? ‘cause it’s a lot of pressure, but it’s very i m p o r t a n t to her and to me.


My god I’m going to see that photoshopped fake nude of Emma Watson non stop for the next 24 hours right?

It’s fake people. Seriously. It’s a photo shop:


God I wish people weren’t so fucking gross and awful.