away til 8th August with no internet probably :[


sebastian stan, richard armitage, lee pace, dean o'gorman, the list goes ever on and on

favourite things

tolkien, marvel, a:tla, breaking bad, hp

is sad over

dead dwarves, nbc kings, avatar again oh no

waiting for

the battle of the five armies to rip my heart of my chest in


  • Legend of Korra B3 (spoilers tagged)
  • Game of Thrones S2
  • Once Upon A Time S1
  • Teen Wolf S3
  • Pushing Daisies S1
  • reading

  • the silmarillion
  • captain america: somewhere??
  • MRS




    ϟ 95) When Teddy was an infant, his hair turned color to match that of the person he wanted to hold him. This worked well when he wanted his godfather, which was often, but it became incredibly confusing when he sought a Weasley. There were many hasty rounds of pass-the-baby-because-dear-god-stop-the-crying.

    What about when his hair turned pink and they could do nothing about it :’(

    what have you done



    i was in the car with my mum today and she stopped reversing and looks at me and was like “is that a hickey ??? On ur neck ?????? did a boy do that to u ????????? i thought u’d be alone forever on ur laptop.” the hickey was a bruise from where i accidentally shot myself in the neck with a nerf dart while trying 2 recreate a scene in star trek. my life is so pathetic even mum wants me 2 get some

    stop reblogging this


    it is actually really sweet when someone stays up late to talk to you


    when you remember something embarrassing you did 6 years ago



    "what would you do if you won the lottery?"



    Glorfindel pouncing on Eowyn after the War :P

    (for anyone unaware, Glorfindel was the one to make the original prophecy of ‘not by the hand of man shall he fall’ concerning the witch-king)

    (can someone write this please? like - glorfindel coming with the delegation from rivendell to minas tirith for the coronation and he goes to find the person who fulfilled his thousand-year-old prediction and boom it’s this awesome gal and hobbit duo)



    The amount of questions Bastille asks in their songs really stresses me out

    are you gonna age with grace? do you like the person you’ve become? can you fill the silence? how am i gonna be an optimist? how am i gonna get myself home?

    like idk dan you figure it out

    He was tall as a young tree, lithe, immensely strong, able swiftly to draw a great war-bow and shoot down a Nazgûl, endowed with the tremendous vitality of Elvish bodies, so hard and resistant to hurt that he went only in light shoes over rock or through snow, the most tireless of all the Fellowship.