#princemaedhros

[ellrond]

eldong my son who said you're ugly i'm gonna cut them

Daddy people think I am ugly daddy tell me it is not so, how can I be ugly with my long thick hair that is as dark as Feanor's heart, my eyebrows as curved as daddy Maglor's story arc, and my vileness as present as your missing hand (haha it's not there do you get it)

Daddy how can they think I am ugly but think that DUMB TWINK Legolas and his bitch ass father are hot????

[ellrond]

princemaedhros replied to your post: hey remember when i used to be real active here...

who did u kill for that url

who did your url kill oh yeah my whole FMAILY basically

[taurielsilvan]

“Duny,” said Geralt seriously, “Calanthe, Pavetta. And you, righteous knight Tuirseach, future king of Cintra. In order to become a witcher, you have to be born in the shadow of destiny, and very few are born like that. That's why there are so few of us. We're growing old, dying, without anyone to pass our knowledge, our gifts, on to. We lack successors. And this world is full of Evil which waits for the day none of us are left.” “Geralt,” whispered Calanthe. “Yes, you're not wrong, queen. Duny! You will give me that which you already have but do not know. I’ll return to Cintra in six years to see if destiny has been kind to me.”

[ellrond]

okay salt master maybe 1, 22

1.What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?

Jon/Daenerys - it’s so forced on screen it’s ridiculous. Kit and Emilia have no on-screen chemistry and it’s just like one is waiting for the other to finish the line so they can say the reply, and there’s no ease in it, no familiarity, no cohesion. It’s so forced and awkward and awful. Daenerys has more chemistry with Tyrion, with Jorah, with Missandei, with Davos sodding Seaworth. 

S!lverFl!nt - eh i get it kind of but i just dont feel it, deep in my bones im like NAH hard pass!!! im a sucker for healthy relationships and this just aint one in my opinion not truly also john is gross this is the main one where im just like nnnnnno 

22. Popular character you hate?

I would say John S!lver but i dont hate him. I don’t especially like him but i dont dislike him either, but the more poeple are like “If you dont like s!lver then you didnt watch the show properly and youre unintelligent” as many of his stans have the habit of doing, the more i dont like him. it’s a shame, but people’s superiority complexes often make time in fandoms unpleasant. 

so right now, i can honestly say daenerys. she’s the epitome of western imperialism and self-entitled brats and i cant stand her or her attitudes of “I’m the rightful king” when the laws of inheritance and of right by conquest both explicitly explain how she is no longer the ‘rightful’ heir and why the iron throne was never hers to claim to begin with. she’s self-obsessed and narcissistic and i loathe her.

[romanhollliday]

oh no I unfollowed you totally by accident because of my bombur fingers and tiny phone screen probably :D just wanted to explain the sudden re-follow :)

Lolol Its ok angel I understand 

[taurielsilvan]

Kat your witcher edits keep me on this site i'm so in love with them

thank you angel, i hope it’s ok to publish this message because i want to treasure it forever ♥

and i love making witcher edits - it hurts and gives me joy at the same time

[romanhollliday]

your blog is really SO beautiful, I love your current theme so much <3

Thank youuuuuu (dies while fangirling) I love that you're love my crazy blog

[taurielsilvan]

The Tower of the Swallow by Andrzej Sapkowski

‘We have you now, Falka! You were not expecting us here, huh?’ ‘I was expecting you,’ the old man heard. He trembled at the sound of that voice. He saw the movement of the slender figure. He heard a gasp of horror. The muffled cry of one of the serving girls. He could not see that the girl called Falka had removed the hood and scarf. He could not see that her face was terribly maimed. And her eyes painted with paste of fat and soot made it seem like she had the eyes of a demon. ‘I’m not Falka,’ said the girl. The old man saw her move again, fast and blurred. He saw something glint in the light of the oil lamps. ‘I’m Ciri from Kaer Morhen. I’m a witcher. I came here to kill.’