I am a 16 year old girl from Scotland with a deep love for fantasy, Sherlock, fairy tales, Game of Thrones and Doctor Who. I love film and art and often post things that inspire me in my own pieces. If you want something ask, I love meeting and talking to new people :D


"Just One More Wasted Day”
As nighttime turns to day, and daytime turns to nightYou sit alone in your room, bathed in your laptop’s light
Thinking back to your youth, remembering all that you have seen,Your best times were always spentStaring at your computer screen.
So while life is passing by, As you spend it clicking and scrolling awayIt must be fine for now, since it’s just one more wasted day.
(Thank you to Chiara Adams of Doublethink Design for .giffing this for me!)
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My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Rings. You go through this crazy, life-altering thing that almost kills you (like say having to drop the one ring into Mount Doom), and that thing by definition cannot possibly be understood by someone who hasn’t gone through it. They can sympathize sure, but they’ll never really know, and more than likely they’ll expect you to move on from the thing fairly quickly. And they can’t be blamed, people are just like that, but that’s not how it works.

Some lucky people are like Sam. They can go straight home, get married, have a whole bunch of curly headed Hobbit babies and pick up their gardening right where they left off, content to forget the whole thing and live out their days in peace. Lots of people however, are like Frodo, and they don’t come home the same person they were when they left, and everything is more horrible and more hard then it ever was before. The old wounds sting and the ghost of the weight of the one ring still weighs heavy on their minds, and they don’t fit in at home anymore, so they get on boats go sailing away to the Undying West to look for the sort of peace that can only come from within. Frodos can’t cope, and most of us are Frodos when we start out.

But if we move past the urge to hide or lash out, my mother always told me, we can become Pippin and Merry. They never ignored what had happened to them, but they were malleable and receptive to change. They became civic leaders and great storytellers; they we able to turn all that fear and anger and grief into narratives that others could delight in and learn from, and they used the skills they had learned in battle to protect their homeland. They were fortified by what had happened to them, they wore it like armor and used it to their advantage.

It is our trauma that turns us into guardians, my mother told me, it is suffering that strengthens our skin and softens our hearts, and if we learn to live with the ghosts of what had been done to us, we just may be able to save others from the same fate.

— S.T.Gibson  (via modernhepburn)

(Source: sarahtaylorgibson, via karenhallion)



Lilith is a figure in Jewish mythology, developed earliest in the Babylonian Talmud, who is generally thought to be derived from a class of female demons (Līlīṯu) in Mesopotamian texts. In Jewish folklore, from the eighth- tenth centuries Alphabet of Ben Sira and onward, Lilith becomes Adam’s first wife, created at the same time and from the same earth as her husband. This contrasts with Eve, who was created from one of Adam’s ribs. The legend was greatly developed during the Middle Ages. In the 13th Century writings of Rabbi Isaac ben Jacob ha-Cohen, for example, Lilith left Adam after she refused to become subservient to him. Adam complained to God, and three angels were sent to bring Lilith back to Eden, although she refused to return. Eventually, Lilith became a lover to demons, producing one hundred offspring a day. When she did not return to Adam, God punished her by taking away her children. Lilith was believed to haunt new mothers and their infants, especially sons. She was also viewed as a seductress, using men to create her demonic children.

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