Breaking News: we are receiving reports that there is now an Ebola Czar. The West African outbreak has recently evolved into sentience. Sources in the White House tell us that President Obama is in diplomatic discussions seeking a lasting peace with trade rights.

Can my friends please stop getting married?

jfc guys what’s the rush?

magictransistor:

Jean-Patrice Boudet. Entre Science et Nigromance. Astrologie, Divination et Magie Dans l’Occident Médiéval. 

jojen appreciation week: day 1 - favourite quote(s)
"You’re a greenseer." "No," said Jojen, "only a boy who dreams. The greenseers were more than that. They were wargs as well, as you are, and the greatest of them could wear the skins of any beast that flies or swims or crawls, and could look through the eyes of the weirwoods as well, and see the truth that lies beneath the world. The gods give many gifts, Bran. My sister is a hunter. It is given to her to run swiftly, and stand so still she seems to vanish. She has sharp ears, keen eyes, a steady hand with net and spear. She can breathe mud and fly through trees. I could not do these things, no more than you could. To me the gods gave the green dreams, and to you… you could be more than me, Bran. You are the winged wolf, and there is no saying how far and high you might fly… if you had someone to teach you. How can I help you master a gift I do not understand? We remember the First Men in the Neck, and the children of the forest who were their friends… but so much is forgotten, and so much we never knew."

tracy-mcconell:

♕ The Daenerys Fan Challenge: Day 5; Favourite Quote

“Woman?” She chuckled. “Is that meant to insult me? I would return the slap, if I took you for a man.” Dany met his stare. “I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, the Unburnt, Mother of Dragons, Khaleesi to Drogo’s riders, and queen of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros.”

samwinchester:

There’s no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it.

boneycircus:

gallifrey-feels:

Coming to the unwelcome realization that you are trapped in a Lovecraftian friendship like “You’re my best friend and I think you’re amazing but I’m pretty sure that if you started resurrecting corpses I would just shrug and help out”

Accurate as ever.

You know you’ve been listening to too much drone when for a moment you think you hear a song come on in Starbucks only top realize that it’s actually just one of their high pressure thingies being loud.