Butterfly Wings

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Preview images from this Saturday’s episode of Doctor Who: Cold War

The Doctor and Clara land on a damaged Russian Submarine in 1983 as it spirals out of control into the ocean depths. An alien creature is loose on board, having escaped from a block of Arctic ice. With tempers flaring and a cargo of nuclear weapons on board, it’s not just the crew but the whole of humanity at stake.

 Episode credits: Written by Mark Gatiss (Sherlock) and directed by Douglas Mackinnon (Silent Witness).

Why is Davos Seaworth on a Russian submarine with the Doctor?

Realizations

Have you ever realized that someone important dropped out of your life without you even noticing. Its amazing how much I am mourning a friendship I have thought of in almost two years, one that hasn’t been close for… well, close to five years. But the true realization of how little I am a part of her life now, how I’m not part of it at all, how I basically forgot about her while here on my own adventure, it hurts a lot. She never tried, and I stopped trying because of it, and she’s gone. They all are, really. She is the only one to disappear completely, but they are all gone. So do I let it go, or fight to find her again?

“When you’re a kid, they tell you it’s all… grow up, get a job, get married, get a house, have a kid, and that’s it. But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It’s so much darker. And so much madder. And so much better.”

Doctor Who (Love and Monsters)

I need this framed on my wall.

(via owlett)

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Inspired by this.

I’m prett sure this is my favorite episode. I’m not even sure why

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The Lord of the Rings Meme | ten scenes (2/10)

Farewell to Lórien.

This is my favorite fucking scene. 

If you’ve read the Silmarillion, you know who Fëanor was. If you don’t, Fëanor was the dickhead who created the Silmarils: three indescribably beautiful and magical jewels that contained the light and essence of the world before it became flawed. They were the catalyst for basically every important thing that happened in the First Age of Middle Earth.

It is thought that the inspiration for the Silmarils came to Fëanor from the sight of Galadriel’s shining, silver-gold hair.

He begged her three times for single strand of her beautiful hair. And every time, Galadriel refused him. Even when she was young, Galadriel’s ability to see into other’s hearts was very strong, and she knew that Fëanor was filled with nothing but fire and greed.

Fast forward to the end of the Third Age.

Gimli, visiting Lorien, is also struck by Galadriel’s beauty. During the scene where she’s passing out her parting gifts to the Fellowship, Galadriel stops empty-handed in front of Gimli, because she doesn’t know what to offer a Dwarf. Gimli tells her: no gold, no treasure… just a single strand of hair to remember her beauty by.

She gives him three. Three.

And this is why Gimli gets to be an Elf Friend, people. Because Galadriel looks at him and thinks he deserves what she refused the greatest Elf who ever lived—- and then twice that. And because he has no idea of the significance of what she’s just given him, but he’s going to treasure it the rest of his life anyway.

Just look at that smile on Legolas’s face in the last panel. He gets it. He knows the backstory. And I’m pretty sure this is the moment he reconsiders whether Elves and Dwarves can’t be friends after all.

Everyone look at this great fucking post

There are posts and then there are posts

god LOTR stop giving me FEELS but I can’t help it

and I can’t read all of you I JUST CAN’T DO IT

but gosh could more people maybe post things like this for my enjoyment?

Inhaling Books

I just finished reading the Silmarillion in 3 days… I can’t decide what that says about me.

Books

A good book is more satifying than anything in the world. For about a minute after you finish the last word on the last page of a truly great novel, you feel the same way you have after a hearty meal that fills you up perfectly, not being uncomfortably full but not feeling hungry until it is time for the next meal.

Books are my bread and water. They are the air I breathe. WIthout a good book, I am no myself, I am not satisfied, I am not alive.

And they are all that ever have

And they are all that ever have

(via resolutedesultory)

“We are the girls with anxiety disorders, filled appointment books, five-year plans. We take ourselves very, very seriously. We are the peacemakers, the do-gooders, the givers, the savers. We are on time, overly prepared, well read, and witty, intellectually curious, always moving… We pride ourselves on getting as little sleep as possible and thrive on self-deprivation. We drink coffee, a lot of it. We are on birth control, Prozac, and multivitamins… We are relentless, judgmental with ourselves, and forgiving to others. We never want to be as passive-aggressive as our mothers, never want to marry men as uninspired as our fathers… We are the daughters of the feminists who said, “You can be anything,” and we heard, “You have to be everything.”

Courtney Martin (via cajunmama)

and now we are learning to simply be who we are.  (via thisisasoul)

or so I always hope

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