Hi, I'm Gudrun and I mainly reblog stuff bc STUFF IS GREAT also I'm a Wholockian, Potterhead, Fluffette, Night Vale Citizen, I read A Song of Ice and Fire, I cried at Torchwood and have seen more series and read more books than I could list here. So yeah. No time to go outside.
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I know this is stupid but I’ve always thought it was weirdly endearing how Sansa names one of her primary defenses—her ladylike courtesy—after something as traditionally masculine as armor, while Arya agrees to name her actual dangerous weapon after something as stereotypically feminine as a sewing needle.
im a really affectionate person once you get past my 5 layers of shyness, awkwardness, fear, vague dislike, and loneliness
when people call hannibal misunderstood i just imagine hannibal as socially confused, 90s sitcom character who gets into hijinks
like he trips on a skateboard and accidentally harvests a dude’s liver
and jack walks in with his hands on hips and he goes “hannibal" in that annoyed, sitcom-way
and hannibal is just on the floor feasting on this dude’s organs and he shrugs and sheepishly grins and says “did i do that?” and a laugh track plays