“I’m quite domestic, I like to just stay at home. I do see little rumours on twitter and stuff about fans thinking I’m a robot and I’m not real and I don’t really exist because I don’t really go anywhere, but that’s because I’m quite boring when I have time off. I like to stay at home and just relax and do normal things, chill out with my family. Mainly doing a lot of artwork, stuff like that. Write songs and chill out. I’m just a normal 20 year old, I think. I’m just having fun.”

It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.

Pepper’s given first names were Pippin Galadriel Moonchild. She had been given them in a naming ceremony in a muddy valley field that contained three sick sheep and a number of leaky polythene teepees.

Her mother had chosen the Welsh valley of Pant y Gyrdl as the ideal site to Return to Nature. (Six months later, sick of the rain, the mosquitoes, the men, the tent trampling sheep who ate first the whole commune’s marijuana crop and then its antique minibus, and by now beginning to glimpse why almost the entire drive of human history has been an attempt to get as far away from Nature as possible, Pepper’s mother returned to Pepper’s surprised grandparents in Tadfield, bought a bra, and enrolled in a sociology course with a deep sigh of relief.)

—  Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman, Good Omens

but i must admit that i hoped you would take me for my own sake. a hunted man sometimes wearies of distrust and longs for friendship. but there, i believe my looks are against me.

jason momoa as aragorn

I wish I could find the correct words to use so that I could string them together to formulate beautifully flowing sentences to explain how I feel right now. I know it’s not love, I am not the kind of individual to fall fast anymore.. Sometimes I wonder if I can fall at all. Relationships mean too much to me now. I hate that our generation is full of people who doubt love and themselves so much that we just “talk,” to people and have a good thing going until someone cheats on someone else and we break hearts or get broken and it’s a vicious cycle. It feels like everything is so temporary and I crave.. No I need permanency. I want effort to stay even when shit gets hard. I want trust and honesty and reliability. I don’t want small talk and three worded conversations. Tell me about your childhood, and your parents, and the ghosts that haunt you even now. But nobody seems to want that. They want meaningless conversations and meaningless sex for nothing other than something to do to kill the time. So maybe that’s why I’m a little weary now when someone new walks into my life. Maybe that’s why I laugh when people tell me I’m lucky for having people pursue me. Sometimes I wonder why people don’t consider that just because someone wants me doesn’t mean I want them. I wonder even more what it means that “they” were never supposed to be anything other than a new form of conversation and now I’m finding myself wondering how their day is going. I want to know what their biggest fear is and what they think of space and time and me. I suddenly care what they think of me and that’s a foreign feeling. I want to send long texts about how I feel and I find that my heart smiles when I see their name on my phone and their voice does something to me I can’t explain. The best things in life are unexpected, and if I had to use one word to describe you, it would be, unexpected.

as long as the ocean loves the shore [~]

sarah kay — ‘because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away.’

stole my heart by little & ashley ▸▸ chasing you by capital cities ft. soseh ▸▸ live it with love by ingrid michaelson ▸▸  how long will i love you by ellie goulding ▸▸ my love will never die by hozier ▸▸ after the storm by mumford & sons ▸▸ the one by kodaline ▸▸ back to you by alex & sierra

“I adore Melissa. She’s one of my favorite actors on the show. She’s such a good actress and she has so much inside that she can just open her eyes and stare at you and listen and so much stuff comes out of her. I’ve been very fortunate in the fact that I’ve had a lot of scenes with Melissa – private scenes. It’s just the luck of the draw, I think. Both of our characters are very similar – they’re damaged people gravitating towards damaged people – but I love Melissa. She’s one of my dearest friends and she’s just awesome to watch. She’s really magnificent.” - Norman Reedus on working with Melissa McBride 

anonymous asked:

Hi! I keep seeing you talking about the foxhole court and I was wondering what it is about?

It’s MY HEART AND SOUL! It’s a trilogy (The Foxhole Court, The Raven King, The King’s Men) by Nora Sakavic and it follows Neil, a sweet, scared, mouthy boy who’s desperately trying to outrun his past and yet finds himself unable to turn down the opportunity to play his favorite sport (Exy, which is like a violent form of indoor lacrosse) at the collegiate level. His team is filled with other people who’ve been given second, third, and one hundredth chances, people everyone else would have given up on but in whom their coach sees potential and promise. With their support, Neil gradually learns how to confront his past and realizes how comforting it is to have other people around to help shoulder the weight of his problems. It also has a canonical queer relationship between Neil and another boy on his team (Andrew, my child who I would fight the world for), and their relationship is so fucking intense and incredible, and it builds so gradually and yet seems so inevitable that the wait is worth it (so worth it!). They’re hands down my favorite canon couple, and I love them and their love so much that it makes me breathless. They’ve both been hurt so terribly, and I just want them to be able to be safe and happy together. 

It’s a really intense read (it had me sobbing many times and wanting to wrap my boys up in blankets and never let them out of my sight), but it’s so gorgeous and emotional that all the pain is ultimately worth it. Neil’s journey is beautiful, and I’m so proud of my boy and how far he’s come