“That is the fairest of all the dwellings of my people. There are no trees like the trees of that land. For in the autumn their leaves fall not, but turn to gold. Not till the spring and the new green opens do they fall, and then the boughs are laden with yellow flowers; and the floor of the wood is golden, and golden is the roof, and its pillars are of silver, for the bark of the trees is smooth and grey. - Legolas"
Mattress surfing Queen.
I love how the hood falls in the perfect moment. Because it’s Julie Andrews and the hoodie ain’t falling untill it’s time.
parents gone for the night
you know what that means
*lets in stray cats*
"Upon great pedestals founded in the deep waters stood two great kings of stone: still with blurred eyes and crannied brows they frowned upon the North. The left hand of each was raised palm outwards in gesture of warning; in each right hand there was an axe; upon each head there was a crumbling helm and crown. Great power and majesty they still wore, the silent wardens of a long-vanished kingdom […]. Even Boromir bowed his head as the boats whirled by, frail and fleeting as little leaves, under the enduring shadow of the sentinels of Númenor. So they passed into the dark chasm of the Gates.”
brokeback mount doom
“what was your key motivation for this piece”
oh idk the due date
Friendly reminder that Voronwë tried to sail to Aman but the West was still shut because the Doom of Mandos still fell upon the Noldor. In despair, Voronwë and his companions sailed back to Beleriand but their ship was caught in a great storm and his companions drowned. Only Voronwë survived. (◕‿◕✿)
trying to cheer up a friend whom you really adore is so hard its like trying to convince the sun of its own warmth
Female Characters Challenge: A female character in a movie
"For she is a fair maiden, fairest lady of a house of queens. And yet I know not how I should speak of her. When I first looked on her and perceived her unhappiness, it seemed to me that I saw a white flower standing straight and proud, shapely as a lily, and yet knew that it was hard, as if wrought by elf-wrights out of steel. Or was it, maybe, a frost that had turned its sap to ice, and so it stood, bitter-sweet, still fair to see, but stricken, soon to fall and die?"