“Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ Yes, evil often seems to surpass good. But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope.”
been seeing a bunch of posts about people going back to their steddie roots bc of s5 but i’ve never fucking left. those fuckers invaded my mind two years ago and now they’re the freezer burn in the back of my mind. yeah all those half finished steddie fics that everyone forgot about? sitting in my bookmarks like the cobwebs on my ceiling. every so often i’ll scroll through them looking like a forlorn wife in the 1940s after my husband went away to war.
radovid pre-series, in his royal bedquarters writing in a gilded notebook: reader x jaskier, M, 300 chapters, summary: my brother sold me to Jaskier the Bard!
Was anybody gonna tell me that the guy who played Radovid from the Witcher also played young Harry in Mamma Mia 2 or did I have to look that up myself???
So I just finished the Witcher and now I’m finding out about Henry Cavill and I’m having… a LOT of feelings and like… I’m gonna watch the next season when it comes out cause I have no self control, but it’s not gonna be the same, like, don’t get me wrong, the show already went to shit season 2, but Henry Cavill’s big, sad eyes are what kept me going (witchers are said to be emotionless, which we know isn’t true, but you literally take one look in his eyes and you can see everything in them how the fuck does he do that???) but now that he won’t be in it anymore idk what I’m gonna do with myself please send help