I live a Steven Moffat Appreciation Life.
Some of my problematic favourites include Clara Oswald, Leslie Knope, Steve Rogers, Leopold Fitz, Ben Wyatt, Robb Stark, Blaine Anderson, Jemma Simmons, Brienne of Tarth, Natasha Romanoff, Cosima Niehaus, Sansa Stark, Daisy Johnson, Chandler Bing, Mary Morstan, Ron Swanson, Wanda Maximoff, Tyrion Lannister, Molly Hooper
Still not over 11's regeneration.
I am Clara Oswald and Clara Oswald is me.
Thirdly, in here you will also find some Orphan Black, Penny Dreadful and, once in a full moon, some Marvel posts
Orphan Black (S2)
Game of Thrones (S4)
Penny Dreadful (S2)
Mr. Selfridge (S1)
Friends (S6)
Period Drama Meme || (½ sceneries)
↳ Pride and Prejudice (2005)
show me again, the power of the darkness, and I’ll let nothing stand in our way
“I hope you’re pleased with yourselves. We could have been all killed – or worse– expelled!”
Van Gogh is the finest painter of them all. Certainly the most popular great painter of all time. The most beloved. His command of color, the most magnificent. He transformed the pain of his tormented life into ecstatic beauty. Pain is easy to portray but to use your passion and pain to portray the ecstasy and joy and magnificence of our world. No one had ever done it before. Perhaps no one ever will again. To my mind, that strange wild man who roamed the fields of Provence, was not only the world’s greatest artist but also one of the greatest men who ever lived.
Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.
You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.
You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.
You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.
Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.
As the western sky turned the color of a blood bruise, she heard the sound of approaching horses. Dany rose, wiped her hands on her ragged undertunic, and went to stand beside her dragon. That was how Khal Jhaqo found her, when half a hundred mounted warriors emerged from the drifting smoke.
Whatever happens tomorrow, you must promise me one thing. You will stay who you are, not a perfect soldier, but a good man.
Middle Earth Meme: (2/5 Locations) Rivendell
“His house was perfect whether you liked food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mixture of them all. Evil things did not come into that valley.”
