what the hell I just discovered a fic where John and Sherlock are in an established relationship but THEN SHERLOCK CHEATS ON JOHN and they break up and then they try to get back together again but it doesn’t work out and the sole reason that SHERLOCK would CHEAT on JOHN is so strange to me, can u even think of something like this, Sherlock would never ever cheat on John this is so incomprehensible I’m literally feeling SICK

So I found out that Irish actress Emma Maguire was recently cast as “Winterfell Worker” for next season of Game of Thrones. Judging from her age and appearance (and the fact that she’s willing to do nudity), could this be a not-very-clever way of the showrunners to introduce Jeyne Poole next season? Count me as extremely happy if it’s true, because that means all the more Theon.

The quiet over the phone was strange. “Do you think it will always be this way?”
“I mean, when do we start feeling like the world belongs to us?”
I wanted to tell him that the world would never belong to us. “I don’t know,” I said. “Tomorrow.”
—  I don’t remember much about being fifteen, for which I am very grateful, but I do remember having this exact conversation over the phone with my best friend, sighing in frustration and not understanding when the dastardly in-between period would end so life as a Proper Human Being could start. I’m trying to say that, if we were to judge books on how big of a hole they can open in our chests, Aristotle and Dante is pretty much the best.
Banged Up || Open

Oh god, oh god, oh god. 

He has no idea how it happened. Sir Aaron’s mouth flaps idiotically at the sight of the tree burning before him, letting out its inaudible tree screams of agony. Still jilted and definitely confused, he lets his Aura shield down, sloooowly backing away from the carnage. It totally wasn’t his fault. Nope. Not at all.


Well, son of a harlot. This is unfortunate. Then again, he supposes he’s not the one in the blame. After all, when he used the little money he’d earned through a birdcall imitation contest on something called fireworks, he’d expected they were a device that would make fire work. So he wouldn’t need to struggle with sticks between his palms for minutes on end to start a bonfire, he means. Something as necessary as that should NOT explode on the user. Clearly this is a defective product.

Sir Aaron whistles one of his bird songs, breaking into a sprint toward the nearest reservoir. He made this fire; now he ought to put it out. Then he’s going to give the fireworks guy an earful. Maybe take him to the court to be tried for witchcraft. Not watching where he’s going, he suddenly bumps headfirst into somebody.

"Thou saw nothing," he hisses.

I think the most frustrating thing about my chronic back pain is that I can’t find any correlation between my actions and the level of pain.

I start exercising and the pain goes away. “Awesome!” I think, “If I exercise I’ll be fine!” A week later I exercise but the pain comes back with a vengeance.

I do stretches. Pain goes away. I do stretches. It comes back. I sleep on my back and wake up in pain. Sleep on my stomach and wake up without pain. But then they switch the next week. 

Not to mention the pain is rarely in the same place. 

I just - I wish had some sense of what actually helps and what doesn’t, so I’d know what I should be doing. 

Millennials may think they’re staying out of financial trouble by forgoing credit cards, but they’re doing a disservice to themselves and their credit scores. The responsible use of credit cards is one of the easiest ways to build a strong credit score, which is essential for qualifying for insurance policies, auto and mortgage loans, and sometimes even a job.
—  Bankrate.com credit card analyst Jeanine Skowronski, on Millennials shying away from credit cards