sirboromir's archive

this is cute it's like a little hidden message if you're seeing this then you're beautiful okay bai have a wonderful day you angel

[andmaflo]

[captain-flint]

But I cut my hands and break my back Dragging this bag of stones Till they bury me down beneath the ground With the dust and rattlin' bones

[lotsofchocolateicecream]

[absencesrepetees]

[lonelymountains]

"I know people think that acting is not quite the occupation of grown-ups, but it is actually the ultimate learning process: You get a multitude of experiences, all for the price of one life."

[narcomanic]

die all of you it is already over you are feeling the last dying impulses in a brain already too far gone to decay we are coming for you and you cannot touch us we have waited and now you will wait for the end we bring you

[victoriavantoch-archive-blog]

[boromirs]

The most tireless of all the Fellowship…

[captain-flint]

Lee Pace in The Hobbit: DoS Production Diary [x]

[braavosz]

GoT Challenge ♚ favorite house motto

     ↳House Greyjoy

We do not sow. We are ironborn. We’re not subjects. We’re not slaves. We do not plow the field or toil in the mine. We take what is ours.

[roywalkering-blog-deactivated20]

[nerdisma-deactivated20171202]

“He wore a tall pointed grey hat, a long grey cloak, and a silver scarf. He had a long white beard and bushy eyebrows that stuck out beyond the brim of his hat.”

[leepace-daily]

Thranduil is not bad, he’s just badass. You can’t compare him to humans because he’s not human. He’s wild. If you encounter a bear in the woods and it mauls you, you can’t say it’s evil. It’s a wild thing. Do you know what I mean? He’s a king, a significant king, a formidable force in this world. He makes no secret of it–he’s not devious. He knows he has rules and principles.

Lee Pace [x] (via lees-pace)

[saader]

[luthiens-blog-deactivated202406]

"In winter here no heart could mourn for summer or for spring. No blemish or sickness or deformity could be seen in anything that grew upon the earth. On the land of Lórien, there was no stain."

[trekgate]

[cheryl-blossom-moved]

Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away ere break of day To claim our long-forgotten gold