I think a lot of people miss that ASOIAF is an attack on loving fantasy worlds. GRRM basically goes: “Hey, do you know how you would love to live in a fantasy land of knights and castles and maidens and all that? Well, you are an idiot, Feudalism is fucking horrific and you should feel ashamed for wishing for it. Look let me show you…”
ASOIAF, to me, is a love letter to democracy, equality and all the wonderful things we have, because it reminds you how horrendous a world without them is."
“One must always offend those over whom one becomes a new prince […] You have as enemies all those whom you have offended in seizing that principality, and you cannot keep as friends those who have put you there because you cannot satisfy them in the mode they had presumed and because you cannot use strong medicines against them, since you are obligated to them." -Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince
Peace in the woods
↳ Sherlock returns after taking down Moriarty’s entire network. John gets angry and doesn’t see how it could have been difficult for Sherlock, who’d been through hell and back to keep John and himself alive.
[Sherlock AU] After coming back from the dead, Sherlock is haunted by memories he can’t talk about.
why-do-the-fools-fly suggested a pale gamer geek Grima Wormtongue. Poor guy doesn’t stand a chance with Éowyn, but it’s okay because he’s kind of a douche.
Also he’s one of the only Broship characters to have feet, but I mean how could I resist the socks-and-Teevas combo?
"Dear Mr. Inman"
Photoshop CS2, about 18 hours
"Now listen to me, my son," Daedalus urged Icarus. "Fly behind me, and keep close. Don’t fly too high or too low. If you fly too low, the sea spray will weigh down the feathers. If you fly too high, the sun will melt the wax." At his son’s promise to do as he had instructed, Daedalus embraced him and then kissed his forehead, and it seemed as if some great bird was feeding its young mouth-to-mouth, as birds do. Then they turned and ran to the cliff’s edge and then up, out, and away — away from the lands controlled by Minos. Flying!
But Icarus did not stay close to his father. As the earth shrank beneath him, he beat on up past clouds, past listening, past promises. Icarus flew on alone, higher and higher and higher towards the sun and bead by golden bead of wax started to melt.
Too late for help, Icarus fell — down, down into the sea that bears his name…
Daedalus buried his dead son in the sand, buried hope and laughter and joy, laid the clumsy fingers in the ground, placed an obol in the foolish mouth, kissed the cold forehead. Then Daedalus flew, his tears falling in the sky like rain, away from danger, away from grief…
— Greek Myths: Daedalus & Icarus.
Artwork: The Fall of Icarus, by René Milot.
Amandine Albisson - Estée Lauder modern muse
THE FACT THAT THIS POOR KID HALF DIED AND TURNED INTO SOMETHING HIS PARENTS DESPISE AND HOW HE WAS ALREADY AWKWARD AND BULLIED TO BEGIN WITH BUT HE PULLS THROUGH HE TRIES TO DO THE RIGHT THING EVEN WHEN THERE’S A MILLION REASONS WHY HE SHOULDN’T. HE STILL TRIES HIS HARDEST. HE STAYS UP ALL NIGHT FIGHTING EVIL AND RISKING HIS HALF LIFE FOR PEOPLE WHO HATE HIM. FOR PEOPLE WHO YELL AT HIM. FOR SLEEPING IN CLASS OR FOR FORGETTING CHORES OR FAILING A TEST. HE KEEPS HIS ANGER IN CHECK BECAUSE HIS POWERS LEAK OUT IN HIS RAGE. HE TREATS HIS WOUNDS HIMSELF BECAUSE HE DOESN’T WANT TO WORRY ANYONE AND BECAUSE HE’S NOT SURE IF HIS BLOOD WORK IS HUMAN. HE HAS TO DEAL WITH PEOPLE FROM TWO SEPARATE VIEWS: THE PARENTS WHO LOVE HIM AND THE SCIENTISTS WHO WANT TO DISSECT HIM, THE BULLY WHO BEATS HIM YET REVERES HIM AS A HERO, THE GIRL WHO LOVES HIM BUT WILL SHOOT HIM ON SIGHT. THE ONLY MAN WHO COULD POSSIBLY UNDERSTAND HIM WANTS HIS FATHER DEAD AND WOULD USE HIM AS A TOOL. HE SHOULDERS SO MUCH RESPONSIBILITY AND IS EXPECTED TO UPHOLD THE RESPONSIBILITIES OF A GROWING TEENAGER. WHAT KIND OF JOB OR FUTURE DOES A HALF DEAD GHOST DREAM ABOUT? NOT AN ASTRONAUT. NOT WITH THOSE GRADES. AND WHEN HE DOES SEE HIS FUTURE, WHAT DOES HE SEE? HE SEES A MONSTER. DESTROYING AND KILLING EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE AND ENJOYING IT. AND EVEN IF HE’S AVOIDED THAT FUTURE, JUST HOW EASY IS IT TO SET IT BACK IN MOTION? ONE SLIP UP. JUST ONE. AND HE THINKS ABOUT IT CONSTANTLY. HE’S FOURTEEN AND HE HAS TO DEAL WITH PROTECTING A TOWN, ACCEPTING HIS EXISTENCE, MAKING SURE HE DOESN’T TURN INTO A MONSTER, THE PARANOIA OF BEING FOUND OUT AND WHAT THAT COULD ENTAIL, TWO-FACING FRIENDS AND FAMILY, THE PRESSURES OF SCHOOL, BULLYING, AND STRESSING OVER GRADES, OF LIVING IN THE SHADOW OF A FAMILY OF GENIUSES, OF CRUSHING ON HIS FRIEND BUT NOT WANTING TO RUIN WHAT THEY HAVE, AND THE GUILT OF CANCELING PLANS WITH FRIENDS BECAUSE OF A GHOST ATTACK OR NOT BEING ABLE TO LOOK HIS MOTHER IN THE EYE AS HE CONSTANTLY LIES TO HER FACE, OF HIDING WOUNDS AND SCARS AND LAUGHING IT OFF SO NO ONE WORRIES ABOUT HIM WHEN INSIDE HE’S READY TO BURST. WOW, I WONDER WHY I LIKE DANNY PHANTOM?