Citizen Erased

azulions:

Éowyn, my body is broken. You have to let me go. I go to my fathers, in whose mighty company I shall not now be ashamed.

An Igloo made of Books by Miler Lagos

via fer1972

bakerstrs:

do you ever just think about how when sherlock was dying and he met all those people in his mind palace and none of them had one nice word for him? how molly slapped him and mycroft told him how stupid he was and such a disappointment and that mummy and daddy were very cross with him? and how moriarty taunted him and told him to just die already and how sherlock then just gave up and his heart just stopped?

because i think about this a lot


from the upcoming film The Imitation Game

from the upcoming film The Imitation Game

Even as a boy, Renly had loved bright colors and rich fabrics, and he had loved his games as well. “Look at me!” he would shout as he ran laughing through the halls of Storm’s End. “Look at me, I’m a dragon,” or “Look at me, I’m a wizard,” or “Look at me, look at me, I’m the rain god.” The bold little boy with wild black hair and laughing eyes was a man grown now, one-and-twenty, and still he played his games.

Look at me, I’m a king.

ivvvoo:

Untitled by (jenbraseliten)
jessicamarianaart:

PROJECT CUMBERBATCH II - 30/60

jessicamarianaart:

PROJECT CUMBERBATCH II - 30/60


let’s kill hiatus graphics battle
↳Round Three: Textures

let’s kill hiatus graphics battle

↳Round Three: Textures

The truth clings to him like disease.

He doesn’t love you, he doesn’t love you, he doesn’t love you. -(x)

idalias:

Matthew Goode, Ben Whishaw and Hayley Atwell by Bruce Webber for Vogue UK, 2008. 

courtsorcerer:

With every ounce of strength he could muster, Harry raised his head a few inches and saw an animal amid the light, galloping away across the lake…. Eyes blurred with sweat, Harry tried to make out what it was…. It was as bright as a unicorn….
Fighting to stay conscious, Harry watched it canter to a halt as it reached the opposite shore. For a moment, Harry saw, by its brightness, somebody welcoming it back… raising his hand to pat it… someone who looked strangely familiar … but it couldn’t be…

Harry didn’t understand. He couldn’t think anymore. He felt the last of his strength leave him, and his head hit the ground as he fainted.

requested by craibea, I hope you like it! :)

Infinite List of Favourite Movies | Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004)
Mr. Weasley, why would I go looking for someone who wants to kill me?

silent-fun:

A Study in Subtext - I’m the best thing that could have happened to you (insp by mygrayspace's suggestion)