don’t need to overcompensate when you’re this badass bro.
think yer a bit confused, lad y' ain' even got a full beard

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don’t need to overcompensate when you’re this badass bro.
think yer a bit confused, lad y' ain' even got a full beard
“Impaled? By what, that little sliver? Please, I’ve given y’ worse than that. Think you’ll pull through.”
"Oh, aye, 've seen worse. Havin' a wee bit o' trouble feelin' me arm, though. Think y' can...dunno. Wedge it out wi'out casin' more damage?"
two words, mr. dwalin.
walking. arsenal. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
overcompensation shortstack
#r u shitting me starfish
[The noise I just made omfg]
❛ Who’s to say I won’t live forever? ❜
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”Pretty sure that’s jus’ a given, Warden — yer not going to.” And that could only be a good thing, because honestly, who would want to live forever? For what little good may come of it, there was a laundry list of bad…
”…can’t say I’d wish it on ye’, anyway.”
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There’s a speechlessness about the young prince for a few moments as those words of praise slowly sink in. But quickly his bedazzlement is shook in favour of not looking simple in front of one worthy of admire.
"Mr. Dwalin, your words are too kind, but I feel a sense of pride in knowing that all my hard work is finally proving worthy. Do—-Do you think I will make a good prince for our people one day? “
"Oh, dunno 'bout kind -- 'm only bein' honest wi' y' lad. Mind ya, yer not gonna hear it often, can't have y' havin' a big head." But then, that was nothing to worry about, not when it came to Fíli. He was always the odd one in his flock, and he did not mean simply his hair color. "I think yer gonna b' a fine prince. Naw 'cos yer blood, min' -- tha' says nothin' a character, bu' a yer wit, an' yer loyalty. So dun go losin' those in reckless youth, y'hear me?"
{Spinning, chuckling, she lifts a hand in his general direction and grips the mug; takes a sip. Spits it out.} Ugh! Have they run out of ale—? {Disappointment colours her voice an almost defiant tone, and then she sighs. Which may or may not sound a tad overly dramatic.} Alright, then, home ‘tis…
"Mhm, yes, tha's it. Tavern's outta ale." [Said all while swallowing down his own, leaving an empty mug.] "Tha's a good lass. Down we go." [One hand towards her errant outstretched arm, the other for her torso as he tries to get Asunn down without grievous injury.]
“No, no— I like m’ ale. I think I’ll get me another.” {Not if she jumps up from the table like that, she won’t.} “Whooooa—-”
"Asunn -- Asunn, git down from there, lassy." [A hand is offered, as well as a mug.] "Here, take this, ye'll like this." [It's a mug full of water, naturally.]
"Do I have sparkling sapphire eyes that dazzle too?"
"Oh, aye lad, jes’ like yer pretty beads an’ tha’ ring wi’ tha’ stone. So sparkly, like a proper princess, aye? C’mon, Thorin, gimme yer arm — yer naw fit t’ walk.”
❛ 'Cause we were like, “woaaaah!”, and I was like, “woaaaah.” and you were like, “woaaahh…” ❜ [HAI.]
"…oh, lil’ lass. ‘ve got no idea wha’ yer tryin’ t’ say, but how ‘bout y’ gimme tha’ ale an’ ‘ll make sure ye’ll git yerself home.”
❛ And-and I look at you, and I… and I’m home. ❜
"I——wha’? Thorin? Y’ doin’ a’right, lad? Yer a bit…unlike yerself.”
the line of durin would not be so easily broken
❛ I’m sorry I bit you… and pulled your hair… and punched you in the face… ❜
"There ‘re days, Thorin Oakenshield, tha’ I sorely regret pullin’ y’ ou’ from un’er tha’ table where y’ were chewin’ rocks. Yer naw fergiven.”
“You first.”
"Oh, laddy, yer jes' a wee pup, an' wee pups like you don' git t' tell badgers like me wha' t' do. Now git."
❛ No, look harder. ❜
"Las’ I checked, m’ loyalty didn’ belong t’ a cheatin’, thievin’ elf.”
"Didn’t your parents ever warn y' about strangers?"
"Oh, aye, me mum did warn me ‘bou’ th’ sneaktheif that’d steal yer blanket from y’ why y’ slept. Why y’ think I decided t’ b’ a guard, anyhow?"
❛ Ladies don’t start fights, but they can finish them. ❜
"Oh, I have no doubt a’ tha’, Lady Dis — though ‘d rather y’ not start ‘em all th’ same. Dun care t’ explain tha’ t’ yer brother.”