Peter Jackson On Casting Frodo

I find it fascinating that they let Legolas go on the journey, because speaking in terms of politics, letting the only known Prince of Mirkwood go on a life-threatening journey to Mordor, presumably, without letting the king of Mirkwood know, is batshit insane.

Random elf: my Lord, are we sure about this?

Elrond: Yup. Because if he does die and the mission fails, Thranduil will kill us faster than Sauron will.

Chaos Magic is the hardest to learn but the easiest to master. All it requires is the abject belief that your ritual will have an effect, despite all evidence to the contrary, and then it will.

1933, I’m screwed I got hitler and the Great Depression how fun…

Something I just want to bring up.

I’m watching The Hobbit: Battle of the Five Armies and when he’s saying goodbye to the dwarves, he says, “Don’t bother knocking.”

And I know that’s meant to be: “You’re welcome to just walk in and take a seat and hang out.”

But really, when we watch their introductions, they all ring the doorbell to show they’re at the door. Except. EXCEPT Thorin. He specifically knocks. He’s the only dwarf who does.

So in this essay, I will say:

Bilbo wants to keep in contact with the dwarves, but. He knows if he hears a knock at the door, he will assume it’s Thorin every time.

But when he’s older, he’s bitter when Gandalf knocks at the door. Most likely from forgetfulness and the Ring, but a piece of him remembers the feeling of why he doesn’t like knocking.

What say you?

Sums up good omens perfectly

Except for the heartbreak

But I choose to ignore it for the sake of whatever sanity is insanity

Celestial disasters

let's be honest, how else did we think he got all those fire extinguishers?

For a friend, you are not a bad person. You are fantabulous and awesome

💙

I don’t know who needs to hear this today, but intrusive thoughts are basically your brain’s (sometimes very upsetting) way of saying “If there were two guys on the moon and one of them killed the other with a rock would that be fucked up or what?”

I’ve personally found that adding the “would that be fucked or what?” part in myself really helps put the more disturbing thoughts we sometimes get into perspective. Helps me say “yeah thar sure would be fucked up” and move on with my day.

It’s not a secret desire, it’s not something that only occurs to you because you’re a bad person. It’s just your brain deciding to process the fact that it knows an uncomfortable thing exists in the world by feeding it to you in an absurd “what if” with you as the main character.

Expecting some heavy showers today, so I’m feeling this cozy rain aesthetic 🌧️🍂

Good plants.

"Can anything separate us from Christ's love? Does it mean He no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or hungry, or destitute, or in danger, or threatened with death? (-) No, despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loves us.

And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our fears about tomorrow- not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love. No power in the sky above or in the earth below- indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord." -Romans 8:35,37-39

transcript:

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste It all revolves around you And there's no mountain too high No river too wide Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side Storm clouds may gather And stars may collide But I love you Until the end of time Come what may Come what may I will love you Until my dying day

Hehehe let’s seee

There was once two friends, one more similar then the other friend

both very different from eachother, but with vague similarities as well.

As they gained more similarities, they became closer

And as they became closer, they fell in love

But even through the similarities came another

One who was more similar to different

And withe the similarities this other became closer the different friend

For they were one of the same

And withe these similarities, the other and the friend became closer

And withe closeness came love

The different friend left the similar friend

For one more similar to its own peculiarities

But as the similar friend and the other became known to eachother

They realized

All of them were similar in their own ways

They each have differences, but what they have in common is the differences

Each are their own, and together have themselves

@fandomawesomeness I have no idea heh, your turn~

writing prompt: whatever is going here