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NEMIRETH OF LOSSARNACH An Independent, Private and Highly Selective Original Character based in Tolkien's Legendarium est. March 31, 2017

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Nurbanu Sultan’s crowns (2/?)

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                                               Gondor wanes, you say.                                                  But Gondor stands,                                           and even the end of its strength                                                   is still very strong.

featuring:  ghassan massoud as denethor ii aishwarya rai as finduilas of dol amroth rana daggubati as boromir shaheer sheikh as faramir psd by @kingsleigh​ edits with help of @lesbiansforboromir​ boromir fc courtesy of @lesbiansforboromir​

[quoted-books]

women don’t endure simply because we can; no, women endure because we aren’t given any other choice. - they wanted us weak but forced us to be strong.

Amanda Lovelace, The Witch Doesn’t Burn in This One (via quoted-books)

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“Her black hair shone like a river under the moon.”

— Colette, tr. by Antonia White from “Gribiche,” wr. c. February 1937

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[ceciliavenier-baffo]

Nurbanu Sultan’s crowns (12/?)

[lesbiansandboromir]

This just in: Gay older brothers superb at misdirecting unwanted attention onto younger brothers. 

[lifeinpoetry]

“stop telling women to choose sadness over fury as if / this Americana bullshit ever had room for them / in the first place”

— Rita Mookerjee, from “Lana Del Rey Asks The Crowd For Requests,” published in Berfrois

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(via Stay in a Royal Palace on Its Own Island)

[kosemsultanim]

Costumes

From: Magnificent Century, ep. 118, 123, & 128

Character: Nurbanu Sultan

Actor: Merve Boluğur

Costume By: Serdar Başbuğ

(requested by anonymous)

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[natureandbeauty]

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[theclassicsreader]

In the end, everyone is aware of this: nobody keeps any of what he has, and life is only a borrowing of bones.

Pablo Neruda, from “October Fullness” (via theclassicsreader)

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