forgive me. i was too blind to see it….i am so sorry, that i’ve led you into such peril. (x)

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forgive me. i was too blind to see it….i am so sorry, that i’ve led you into such peril. (x)
I will be yours In the heart, without words, until death.
Marina Tsvetaeva - from Frankfurt Song (via watchoutforintellect)
#HE IS TAPPING HIS HAND#LIKE THERE THERE MASTER BURGLAR IT’S GONNA BE OKAY#YOU’RE GONNA BE OKAY#he is dying and comforting bilbo#HE IS DYING#AND ALL HE THINK OF IS THE WELL BEING OF BILBO#BILBO’S TEARS AND SORROW#THIS IS WHAT I CALL FUCKING LOVE (via @bagginship)
what else can you do? when faced with death, what can anyone do? you go on l i v i n g
Thorin + smiling at Bilbo
But lo! Ecthelion, whose face was of the pallor of grey steel and whose shield-arm hung limp at his side, strode above him as he fell; and that Gnome drave at the demon, yet did not give him his death, getting rather a wound to his sword-arm that his weapon left his grasp. Then leapt Ecthelion lord of the Fountain, fairest of the Noldoli, full at Gothmog even as he raised his whip, and his helm that had a spike upon it he drave into that evil breast, and he twined his legs about his foeman’s thighs; and the Balrog yelled and fell forward; but those two dropped into the basin of the king’s fountain which was very deep. There found that creature his bane; and Ecthelion sank steel-laden into the depths, and so perished the lord of the Fountain after fiery battle in cool waters.
The Book of Lost Tales II: The Fall of Gondolin
“Ecthelien of the Voice of Music" for Jojo || Silmarillion Series
for buckying
I won’t love anyone else for the rest of my life.
credit to @海狗炸了
a quick reminder that thorin is holding both of bilbo’s hands in the first gif, and then continues to clutch onto bilbo’s sleeve until bilbo grabs his hand and tightly holds onto it until thorin dies
why does it hurt so much? because it was real. [part 2] [part 3]
Home.
J.R.R. Tolkien writing Elvish, 1968.
He ceased, but at once Boromir stood up, tall and proud, before them. ‘Give me leave, Master Elrond,’ said he, ‘first to say more of Gondor; for verily from the land of Gondor I am come. And it would be well for all to know what passes there. For few, I deem, know of our deeds, and therefore guess little of their peril, if we should fail at last.
make me choose → anon asked: Éowyn or Arwen
Smaug the Golden. Concept art by Gus Hunter, Weta Workshop.
every heart has its secret sorrows, which the world knows not, - Hyperion, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow