#small worlds

[orofeaiel]

Trumpet Lichen (Cladonia fimbriata)

[alolan-acerby]

Even to an Acerby, the miniature museum is miniature. Not sure if it’s helping her feel big yet.

[trash--dragon]

it's silly but one of my favourite torchwood scenes is in small worlds right at the beginning when Jack wakes up from a nightmare and he's in a white t-shirt with his suspenders hanging down and he sees Ianto is still working and tells him that he shouldn't be at the hub this late and Ianto's like 'neither should you' and then Jack walks up to him and touches Ianto's shoulder and Ianto gets a bit confused and idk this scene just does something to me I can't fully explain it

[podcastwizard]

as an only child growing up in the 2000s i couldn't begin to express how much time i spent in these places. clocking hours like a competitive fortnite streamer in build a bear and cereal advertisement the game

[dandelionjack]

something about the fairies taunting jack with rose petals no less. something about the toymaker covering the unit hq in rose petals while he gets shot at. you’ll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you blessed you with the curse of eternal life

jack loses everybody he loves over and over again and as a reminder of that, rose petals.

the doctor loses everybody he loves over and over again and as a reminder of that, rose petals.

tell me that doesn’t sound remarkably similar to the way fifteen describes the goblins to ruby. the goblins are part of the toymaker’s “legions” — ancient and mysterious entities from the dawn of time, slipping in through the cracks in reality, stimulated by human belief and superstition. goblins abduct little children for their own ends and so do the “fairies”. you don’t know where the chicken or the egg is, where history ends and mythology begins: did the folklore emerge from sightings of the real creatures, or did the creatures coalesce like an egregore because of the proliferation of the folklore about them, a manifestation of humanity’s deepest fears come alive ever since the toymaker changed the rules of the game?

but was it the toymaker? could this all be a chain reaction, kickstarted billions of years ago (or only nineteen, depending on how you look at it) when one headstrong young woman looked into the time vortex and turned herself into a literal deus ex machina, defying all laws of reality, raising the dead and disintegrating the death-bringers? could that have been the moment (lol.) when it all began to unravel?

i haven’t seen classic who. what do i know. but maybe it wasn’t the line of salt at the edge of the universe. maybe it was one girl, seeing everything that ever was, everything that will ever happen, anything that ever could be. the fairies haven’t stopped pursuing jack ever since: he’s the living evidence of her miracle. they slaughter his entire train carriage but they don’t touch a hair on his head. other children are the fairies’ chosen ones, yes, but jack is the chosen one of their goddess. the bad wolf

i wonder who that jonathan groff character in the upcoming series is.

[strawberryxbabyx]

keep your eyes to the sky, never glued to your shoes

[judeverse]

I’ve only ever known myself in song, between notes, in that place where language won’t suffice but the drums might, might speak for us, might speak for what is on our hearts.