I Hate When You Google A Word And Some Fucking Company Comes Up Instead. Do You Think You Are More Important

Righty-ho! The name’s Criss, I’m 18 years old and I like croissants, hence the name. I was apart of the fandom way back when, not so much anymore, but I’ve been dragged back into it unwillingly. I’ve wanted to draw this piece for a right long time, so here it is! Enjoy my debut

god i really fucking love the dúnedain, particularly the rangers. just as like. a concept. a people. an actual part of the story.

they defend the shire, without the hobbits knowing, because they're doing what they can to keep it untouched by evil and the world at large. they sing and they love dancing and theyre all Tall. theyre almost all that is left of númenor. they do not seek payment for what they do--their cause is singular, and that is to fight against the very evil that brought their people to middle earth in the first place. they're often strange and they're certainly offputting to those who do not know them but in all we see of them, they clearly have close connections with one another. they can live for over a hundred years. they absolutely crash in rivendell half the time. their leader is playing a lead role in beren and luthien part 2.

god just. the rangers!!!

The tapestries made by the Aubusson manufacture based on the art of JRR Tolkien are currently exhibited at the Collège des Bernardins in Paris until May. @actual-bill-potts and I went there yesterday, they're so beautiful!!

These are all handmade tapestries, each is based on a Tolkien artwork (the Rivendell one has the facsimile on the right for scale).

Under the cut: group ID and bonus details

ID: 7 photos of the tapestries, which are each about 3m high, located in a 13th century monastery. The first is the map of middle earth, the others are illustrations Tolkien made of his books. The bonus photos below are details of the tapestries.

when you follow the strange trails, they will take you who knows where

way out there - lord huron

HE. WAS. SUPPOSED. TO. WALK. BUCK. DOWN. THE. AISLE. AT. THE. BUDDIE. WEDDING.

midsomer murders + text posts (part 4 / x)

LIKE TO CHARGE REBLOG TO CAST LET'S GET THIS FUCKER EXPLODEDED

Bernard Hill - Théoden King.

Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?

They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;

The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.

Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning, Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?

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