Diana Prince holding his coat for the first and last time
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Diana Prince holding his coat for the first and last time
wondertrev + favorite touches
“Horsemanning, or fake beheading, was a popular way to pose in a photograph in the 1920’s. Sometimes spelled horsemaning, the horsemanning photo fad derives its name from the Headless Horseman, a character from “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.”
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HUMAN BEING ARE AND ALWAYS HAVE BEEN SUCH HUGE FUCKING DORKS OKAY.
#i love things that prove humans have had weird fads forever
people forget that memes existed before the internet
if you thought Syfy couldn’t outdo Sharknado, think again
Syfy’s newest film Ghost Shark is about a shark spirit that can appear where ever there is water
u think youre safe on a slip n slide?????
NOOO
u think youre safe at a car wash???
HELL NO
HOW ABOUT RAIN?????
FUCK NO!!!!!!!!!!!
U THINK YOUR SAFE IN YOUR OWN BODY????
YOU 80% WATER„ BITCH!!!! HELL FUCKIN NO!!!
GHOST SHARK STOPS FOR NO ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you know what’s even better than a guilty pleasure?
a smug indulgence. tell yourself, “i’m gonna do this thing because i like it, and there’s nothing you can do to make me feel bad about it!” eat that cake! read that romance novel! be free!!!
Parallels from Superman: The Movie and Supergirl 3x18, Kryptonians trying to get into a Luthor’s lair.
This has been a PSA from Marisha Ray
One of JRR Tolkien’s ideas for Aragorn’s backstory in The Lord of the Rings was that he was actually just three or four generations removed from Isildur himself.
Then how did he survive for the thousands of years between the Second and Third Ages?
The story goes something like this:
Many hundreds of years ago, young Aragorn fell in love with an Elven woman, who exactly resembled Lúthien Tinúviel in shape and outward form.
She called herself Arwen Undómiel, the Evenstar.
He fell for her, and romanced her, and gave himself to her; together they lived in her kingdom, where her magic and her power slowed Time to a crawl for them, while hundreds and hundreds of years passed in the world outside.
At first, the Elven-maid seemed every inch a queen: beautiful, graceful, soft-spoken, meek, and with the manners befitting an upbringing in Valimar long ago.
But over time, Aragorn came to realize that his beloved had a hard, greedy, grasping side, even a cruel streak, which more and more showed itself in unexpected flashes.
Worse, she was not who she seemed to be.
Eventually Aragorn pieced together the secret.
His bride was Sauron, divested of her usual male disguise.
Greatly weakened by the loss of the Ring, Sauron yet maintained strength enough to craft a prison for the heir of Isildur: a false realm of hollow bliss and sterile delights, where the one she thought was the greatest threat to her power could languish in eternity.
A part of herself, wearing a female aspect – the gender she had hidden long ago in the deeps of time, to gain entrance as an apprentice to the smithies of Aule – remained in this pocket world, as Aragorn’s bride: a plaything to keep his attention from the bars of his gilded cage.
But eventually, Aragorn figured it out.
Eventually, Aragorn escaped.
Thousands of years had gone by in the world outside since Aragorn had been ensnared by Sauron.
Now, emerging from long captivity in a magical sub-realm, he studied the world around him, and learned what had changed and what had endured.
He met Gandalf, and learned much from the Grey Pilgrim, and taught him some things of his own; and, in search of information, he pursued and captured Gollum, who had possessed, and been possessed by, the One Ring for so many centuries.
And, shortly before his ascent to the throne of the reunited Kingdom of Gondor and Arnor, he met his future bride: Eowyn Elfsheen, sister-daughter of Théoden, King of Rohan.
(PS: Christopher Tolkien or another amanuensis may have written this story down as part of the Secret Library Archive Project.)
I ship this now.
My reaction:
“Aragorn’s backstory“ Oh, ok, is this gonna be what the whole Amazon thing is going to be about?
“He meets Arwen“ Yeah ok
“She seemed evil” um, ok…that’s new.
“She was Sauron“
so you’re telling me Sauron was getting ploughed by Aragorn for thousands of years “as part of a fiendish plan to waylay the heir of Isildur”, no other reason, Sauron just lying back and thinking of Mordor, hating every second of it, is that what you’re telling me
#i ship eowyn and faramir#like…a lot#but this backstory for aragorn is so much better???#can you imagine him having to explain to frodo#that sauron is his ex???
I would pay SO MUCH MONEY TO SEE THAT! X3
So when Sauron showed Aragorn the visions in the Palantir, it was less “Check it out, your girlfriend’s dead” and more “I know what you did last summer (ps it was me)”?
I love how there is this weird area in the Tolkien-verse where Sauron truly could have fucked everyone.
… Um WHAT
I am cackling way too hard, but also, source please?
A new sketch from Rob Liefeld boasts his creations' most trademark artistic touch, which most famously was a staple of Cable's costume.
…I am almost willing to forgive Rob for everything he’s ever drawn for this one piece of self aware brilliance.
The guy with millions of pouches, and more importantly, Rob gave him the right feet
The fucking pouch rifle shoots pouches.
I’m dying.
The pouch gun shooting pouches is what pushed things from just being a fun little bit of silliness to fucking brilliant.
“Whilst we were shoothing Tomb Raider, I went to the cinema, watched Wonder Woman and sat there just enjoying… yeah, seeing these battles in a way I have never experienced and growing up I never thought that this day would happen.” - Alicia Vikander
As You May Be Aware
I love horror movies. Mostly monster movies, as slashers just… don’t do it for me. (The original Friday the Thirteenth is an exception because ending.) I love bad horror movies. I find them delicious, delightful, and fun to throw popcorn at and/or shriek at the characters during.
I know this awesome person you may have seen me reblog once or twice, who goes by the handle Phoenix here on tumblr. If you also like horror movies, I recommend that you follow them.
They have a lovely podcast, called ‘The Blood Stream’ which you can find on iTunes. They have a wonderful website called Triskaidekafiles.
Phoenix is good people, if with a truly deplorable ability to dredge up movies which will have you simply repeating the word ‘what’ over and over again with increasing desperation.
If you like cheesy, terrible, wtf horror, or just horror in general, I recommend that you follow them, listen to their podcast, read their reviews… and join me in occasionally calling them horrible, horrible names.
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WHAT IN TARNATION
I know this comic, I bought it when it came out, and Superman dying is one of those moments in comics history that sticks with me and is burned into my mind. And when I saw Kara in a similar pose tonight? One that is ALMOST CERTAINLY trying to evoke that very moment?
Even knowing she’s gonna be okay? And not dead?
I GOT CHILLS. It is such a memorable image to me, that I found myself not breathing for several moments, even though I know better.
Only a god can kill another god.
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