“I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the germs of love there detected; and now, at the first renewed view of him, they spontaneously arrived, green and strong! He made me love him without looking at me.” (√)
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Source: earnshawss
Source: sansastarklyYou’re my king and I’m your lionheart
#So you know how when people describe Sansa and their arc they talk about how she is the way she is because she grew up very sheltered in … #the North #Very ignorant to a lot of the things in the world. #Well Robb was the same way #I don’t think Robb understood how bad it could be for Sansa in King’s Landing #Robb didn’t save Sansa because I don’t think he knew how cruel people could be to a girl as lovely and innocent as Sansa #because up North he’s never had to experience something like that in his life. #He’s grown up with people loving his sister. #If he knew what Joffrey did to her #he’d tear the Keep apart with his bare hands
‘Fairies! I can’t believe I haven’t thought of this before. Oh, Pond you’re going to love this.’ She can’t remember quite how they got here; her in the comfy chair watching him swing from lever to lever like some kind of cosmic tarzan. where’re we going, then? she’d asked and he’d smiled a cryptic smile, second star to the right then straight on ‘til morning.
‘Doctor,’ she pauses, lets the silence stretch until he stands still for a moment, ‘Fairies don’t exi-’
He moves again, now, and quickly, hand finding her mouth to muffle the sound. His palm’s warm against her lips, and his fingers curl gently into her cheek. He pulls away a fraction too sharply. ‘All over the shop, fairies, under your noses your entire lives, but you never notice, well some kids do, sometimes, but who believes children, they always tell the truth.’ She ponders that, an incredulous smile playing around her lips. She doesn’t see him looking at her, the slight twitch in the corner of his mouth when she stands, ‘Then how come I’ve never seen one, if they’re everywhere?’
‘It’s a kind of perception filter. To see them, you have to believe in them.’ His face lights up with child-like wonder, ‘Clever, eh?’ His fingers slide into hers, ‘Come along then, Pond.’
*
‘Doctor,’ she says, quietly, ‘I can’t see anything.’ It’s true, Neverland’s everything she’d imagined, warm and lush and golden, but it’s empty. He leans in, presses his forehead to her temple, ‘You need to let yourself believe, Amy. Trust me, go on.’ There’s a dull ache in his voice, a chink in the chirpy armour, and she feels his fingers twist in her hair, snagging in the curls.
She balls her fists when she shuts her eyes, tight, nails casting red moons into her palms. ‘I trust you.’ She says, lets her eyes flutter open to a chorus of scarlet and gold. (x)
Oh, my heart. You’ve stolen it.
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Source: penny-hartzs
I adore these pics! =)
“I talked to David when I got the part. He said, ‘If you ever need to talk about anything, give me a buzz’. But it has to be your own journey. I don’t want to be bugging David. You have to learn these things for yourself.” - Matt @ Digital Spy
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Source: brigidstuff
Now this is really seeing the future. You just leave us behind. Is that what you’re going to do to me?
No. Not to you.
Heartbreaking.
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Source: previouslytakethewords
i can’t see it anymore.
This is an amazing execution, and I want to print it and put it on my wall. I just might.
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Source: twisfer
