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“We cannot get out.
We cannot get out.
They have taken the bridge and Second Hall. Frár and Lóni and Náli fell there bravely while the rest retr […] Mazarbul.
We still ho[…]g … but hope u[…]n[…]
Óin’s party went five days ago but today only four returned. The pool is up to the wall at West-gate. The Watcher in the Water took Óin—we cannot get out.
The end comes soon. We hear drums, drums in the deep.”
They are coming.”
—Ori, the Book of Mazarbul
can you imagine gandalf though
that sweet doofy dwarf who liked crochet and knitting and used a slingshot against trolls
lying in dust and cobwebs at his feet, dead for decades
omgstop
you can all go fuck yourselves
I CAN’T DEAL WITH THIS
omfg is this post still ruining lives
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do you know how nice it is when someone asks you questions about something you like and are interested in and you get to talk about the thing and they seem genuinely interested in what you have to say about the thing
it’s very nice
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I JUST WATCHED A BUG FLY UP AND LAND ON MY GLASSES
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LITTLE HOUSE ON THE AERIE A house, built in 1968, rests upon on a rock on the river Drina in western Serbia. (Photo: Marko Djurica / Reuters via The Telegraph)
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when guys talk about how gross periods are i just laugh because guys have a floppy piece of flesh that gets hard and that’s pretty fuckin weird, bucko
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