Silmarillion aesthetic | Aredhel
Ar-Feiniel
Schlagwort: queue
1. modern AU Maedhros / Maglor
2. SF AU Sauron
Diagon Alley by Jim Kay
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SLICE THEIR PALM TO GET BLOOD. do you know how many nerve endings are in your hand?!?! why don’t they ever cut the back of their arm or their leg or something omfg
me everytime a character in a movie has to get a few drops of their blood for some ritual bullshit (via jtoday)
WHILE WE’RE AT IT, why do people try to cross those skinny bridges over lava/chasms/whatever by walking upright. IT’S CALLED CENTER OF GRAVITY. get on your hands and knees and crawl across that thing. HUG IT. SCOOT YOUR BUTT ACROSS. “but i look stupid!” lalalala but we’ll avoid that ~dramatic moment~ where you almost fall over and die because your damn fucking self wanted to look COOL
(via jtoday)
and stop yanking IV lines out of your arms the minute you wake up in the hospital
(via panconkiwi)
That is a broadsword, why are you fencing with it
(via gallifrey-feels)
There is a freaking door right there. Stop smashing through windows, damn it.
(via intheforestofthenight)
yes, mr. action hero, I am aware that running dramatically from the baddies at breakneck speed is important, but know what else is important? NOT GETTING SHOT. RUN IN A FUCKING ZIGZAG PATTERN ON THE OFF CHANCE THAT THE MOOKS WERE NOT COACHED IN MARKSMANSHIP BY THE IMPERIAL STORMTROOPERS.
(via pterriblepterodactyls)
Oh, hey, you there, sneaky hero-type breaking into any place for any reason? WEAR SOME FUCKING GLOVES. They’re called fingerprints, dumbass. You have them and you’re putting them all over the fucking place.
(via dawnpuppet)
If something really fucking huge is falling on you, don’t FUCKING RUN ALONG THE LENGTH JUST TAKE LIKE TWO FUCKING STEPS TO THE SIDE
(via takshammy)
Finrod thinking about immortality and being cursed and stuff
Not to be rude or anything, but this isn’t a great time for me to have a house-elf in my bedroom..
“Thus for a little while his mood was lightened, until he fell again under shadow, and that friendship passed like a morning of spring. For Nellas did not go to Menegroth, and was unwilling ever to walk under roofs of stone; so that as Túrin’s boyhood passed and he turned his thoughts to deeds of men, he saw her less and less often, and at last called for her no more. But she watched over him still, though now she remained hidden.”
Nellas for Legendarium Ladies April | Silmedit Series
Mairon
in a bling-form