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I love Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones, Sherlock, photography, comics, other random t.v. shows, food, and sleeping. So I guess I will blog/reblog a mixture of that.

lesbionage:

hinkelvinkel:

when you read a fanfic and you thought it was a completed work

but it’s not

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And then you look at the description and it says: Last updated in 2005

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glasses-are-cool:

toomanyfandomsforoneurl:

songofages:

dulcedoom:


iamthewalrus-creep:


nerdypartyman:


Holy shit. It’s just the gif. With the line. And not a joke or a meme or anything.
WHAT IS THIS


One does not simply find the original gif 






No, one does dot.

glasses-are-cool:

toomanyfandomsforoneurl:

songofages:

dulcedoom:

iamthewalrus-creep:

nerdypartyman:

Holy shit. It’s just the gif. With the line. And not a joke or a meme or anything.

WHAT IS THIS

One does not simply find the original gif 

No, one does dot.

mjolnirsuckers:

“One small ward… housed at least 20 children, some of whom had slim chances of survival… Most shocking to me was the speed and urgency of their breathing, asleep or awake, it was uniformly unsettled and uneven. When you see a child struggling so hard simply to breathe, it makes your heart hurt.” — Tom Hiddleston

thediagonallie:

when I was in high school my AP english teacher told us we weren’t allowed to eat in class so I took that as a personal challenge to see what the most ridiculous thing I could eat in class without getting caught was so I started bringing soup to class and as soon as I’d crack the lid of my thermos the tiniest bit this football player that sat like 3 rows in front of me would going “I SMELL MEAT SOMEONE HAS SOUP” and no one ever believed him

gerwell:

Lúthien and Beren.
Many thanks to fairy godmother for helping me fix stuff and add details. :p

gerwell:

Lúthien and Beren.


Many thanks to fairy godmother for helping me fix stuff and add details. :p

stewardssons:

Boromir smiling and not being dead

musicbeatstherapy:

jelee-:

rockpapertheodore:

tinyspacebabe:

ok let’s stop using the term “butthurt” we’re not 12 anymore

you sound fannytroubled

a little bootybothered if you ask me

someone’s having a little tushytantrum

maggieblueberry:

faramircaptainofgondor:

lotr meme: most lamented death
→ boromir

#most lamented by me you mean  #sometimes I wonder what Gondor would have looked like with Aragorn as high king and Boromir as steward  #because you just know that Boromir and Aragorn would have fought each other on everything  #truly epic shouting matches that would send ministers scurrying from the throne room  #”I’m sorry—who was it leading the armies of Gondor while you were painting with all the colors of the wind and necking with your  #hippe-dippy elf girlfriend?”  #”I don’t know I seemed to do pretty damn well at a little battle called PELENNOR FIELDS.”  #”Yeah because the undead army wasn’t an unfair advantage at all.”  #”An undead army that would only follow the one true king of Gondor who—hm. Crown; sword that was once broken—IT’S ME”  #”WE WERE DOING JUST FINE WITHOUT YOU.”  #”THE STEWARD OF GONDOR LITERALLY TRIED TO BURN HIMSELF AND YOUR BROTHER ALIVE HOW IS THAT FINE.”  #”DID YOU SERIOUSLY JUST GO THERE?”  #”YOU’RE JUST PISSED BECAUSE THE ONLY THING YOU’LL EVER BE KING OF IS DADDY ISSUES.”  #”AND YOU’RE A ROYAL PAIN IN THE ASS!”  #”…what were we talking about?”  #”Troop movements along the northern border.”  #”Oh. We’re agreed we need to increase our strength?”  #”Gondor was doing just fine without a king.”  #”Blow it out your ass Boromir.” (via notbecauseofvictories)


“Yet I will wed with the White Lady of Rohan, if it be her will. And if she will, then let us cross the river and in happier days let us dwell in fair Ithilien and there make a garden. All things will grow with joy there, if the White Lady comes.”“Then must I leave my own people, man of Gondor?” she said. “And would you have your proud folk say of you: There goes a lord who tamed a wild shieldmaiden of the North! Was there no woman of the race of Numenor to choose?”“I would,” said Faramir. And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many.
“Yet I will wed with the White Lady of Rohan, if it be her will. And if she will, then let us cross the river and in happier days let us dwell in fair Ithilien and there make a garden. All things will grow with joy there, if the White Lady comes.”

“Then must I leave my own people, man of Gondor?” she said. “And would you have your proud folk say of you: There goes a lord who tamed a wild shieldmaiden of the North! Was there no woman of the race of Numenor to choose?

“I would,” said Faramir. And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many.


…I can ask no more than that.

…I can ask no more than that.