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just made a d.scord so add me if you’d like!!
pls i really need friends??
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WHY CAN’T YOU SEE THAT I AM NO LONGER ONLY HUMAN? THIS BODY IS NOT A TEMPLE IT IS A BURIAL GROUND.
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WHY CAN’T YOU SEE THAT I AM NO LONGER ONLY HUMAN? THIS BODY IS NOT A TEMPLE IT IS A BURIAL GROUND.
Anonymous asked:
Hello! I'm curious if I could commission a tumblr theme from you? I need it for a Villainous AU blog I'm making!
hey anon! yeah, absolutely!! would you mind hitting up my IMs so we can discuss details? ;w;
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If BEGGARS will not wait at the door, but SNEAK in to try thieving, that is what we do to them. If any of your people poke their foul beards in here again, they will fare the same. Go and tell them so! —— But if his family wish to know who is now KING here, the name is written on his face. I wrote it! I killed him! I am the master. // AZOG THE DEFILER. canon divergent. 18+ written by VIRAL.
hi, i’m annie!! i’m opening up graphic commissions again! i do a bit of everything, though i specialize in themes. i do want to warn that these are a bit slow, as i’m generally a detail-oriented person and like to check in multiple times with my commissioners to make sure that everything is to their liking and adjust details (and well, timezones get in the way). i’m also giving icons a shot (within reason) just because i know many people, myself included, like to have their icons match their themes. i don’t currently have a theme gallery, but that’s a work in progress. if you’re interested, please IM me on @promisestoned to contact me!!
samples!!
details & pricing under the cut!!
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we’re fighters. all of us.
☽┆ ❛ @uruking.
the dungeons of erebor were just as cold and dark as any others. the young dwarf wasn’t quite sure why he was surprised by this, or by the fact that erebor had dungeons at all. the tales of the mountain he had grew up on never spoke of the dark underbelly of everything running a kingdom implied. the mountain wasn’t all gilded halls and streams of gold and he was---
--- disenchanted.
his footsteps echoed through the dusty hallways in a rhythmic thunk, thunk, thunk, two wooden bowls in his hands. most of the cells were empty, their bars thrown open and their insides covered in dust and cobwebs. cleaning the dungeons was not one of his kin’s priorities. only one of the cells was closed though, at the farthest end of the hall, its interior illuminated by a lone oil lamp fixed high on the opposite wall.
the orc’s paleness made for a stark contrast against the darkness of his surroundings. kíli’s shoulders tensed, apprehension setting deep in his gut, though he did his best to keep fear at bay. it was a strange situation, being so close to a creature that had declared war on his family.
slowly, the young prince went down on one knee, laying one of the wooden bowls carefully on the floor and sliding it under the bars. a hearty stew, along with pieces of barley bread. a peace offering, of sorts.
“uhh-- food.” much like his brother, kíli was often prone to stating the obvious. “it’s good.” awkwardness set in, and he shifted from one foot to the other, before sitting cross-legged on the floor -- at a safe distance from azog -- with his own bowl of stew.
☽┆ ❛ thread tracker.
things have been Hecka Hectic so let me just throw up a thread tracker for y’all to know that i still know who i owe replies and stuff to!
drafted replies: 1 • @nivallis.
inbox: 3 • @nivallis. • @motherofprinces. • @untoglory.
owed starters: 1+ • @uruking. • + last starter call.
❝ Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word. ❞
☽┆ ❛ ( meme ) not accepting.
kíli doesn’t immediately answer, choosing instead to reach out for her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“ you needn’t tend to yours alone. i won’t pretend to know the sort of things you’ve been through--- but you needn’t shoulder these burdens alone. you have allies, friends. you have me. ” he pauses for a moment, lips curling into a soft smile. “ let me tend to your wounds. ”
❝ A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot. ❞
☽┆ ❛ ( meme ) not accepting.
“ should swords not be the last resort? ”
it was something left unsaid, undiscussed. the true consequences of the battle at their very doorstep was not something either of them were keen to address, but it is close to impossible to come out of a near-death situation like theirs had been without some good measure of trauma. reckless as he may have been only months prior, kíli was not willing to face another war anytime soon.
“ perhaps words can accomplish more than we realize. ”
❝ Winter is comin'. ❞
☽┆ ❛ ( meme ) accepting.
“ aye, that it is,” he nods once, weighing the significance of the fire-headed woman’s words for a long moment. despite the severity of the implications of what she said, there is a hint of hope in the smile he gives her, “but after winter, spring will come, and summer after. winter is always coming, but spring will always follow it, and bring new life with it. ”
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» a game of thrones sentence meme
Feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!
- ❝ A mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge. ❞
- ❝ Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. ❞
- ❝ Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid? ❞
- ❝ That is the only time a man can be brave. ❞
- ❝ Fear cuts deeper than swords. ❞
- ❝ Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word. ❞
- ❝ Winter is coming. ❞
- ❝ When you play the game of thrones you win or you die. ❞
- ❝ The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword. ❞
- ❝ If you would take a man’s life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. ❞
- ❝ Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it. ❞
- ❝ The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that. ❞
- ❝ Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities. ❞
- ❝ What is honour compared to a woman’s love? ❞
- ❝ We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. ❞
- ❝ That is our great glory, and our great tragedy. ❞
- ❝ Why is it that when one man builds a wall, the next man immediately needs to know what’s on the other side? ❞
- ❝ When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives. ❞
- ❝ And I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples and bastards and broken things. ❞
- ❝ If I look back I am lost. ❞
- ❝ Once you’ve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you. ❞
- ❝ Nothing burns like the cold. ❞
- ❝ Laughter is poison to fear. ❞
- ❝ Every flight begins with a fall. ❞
- ❝ What do we say to the Lord of Death? ❞
- ❝ Not today. ❞
- ❝ Oh, my sweet summer child. ❞
- ❝ Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle. ❞
- ❝ Just so. ❞
- ❝ Life is not a song, sweetling. ❞
- ❝ Give me honourable enemies rather than ambitious ones, and I’ll sleep more easily by night. ❞
- ❝ The things I do for love. ❞
- ❝ Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well. ❞
- ❝ A bruise is a lesson… and each lesson makes us better. ❞
- ❝ The man who fears losing has already lost. ❞
- ❝ There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man. ❞
- ❝ I swear to you, sitting a throne is a thousand times harder than winning one. ❞
- ❝ A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish what swords cannot. ❞
- ❝ A ruler who hides behind paid executioners soon forgets what death is. ❞
- ❝ If a man paints a target on his chest, he should expect that sooner or later someone will loose an arrow on him. ❞
- ❝ I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. ❞
- ❝ There is an empty place within me where my heart was once. ❞
- ❝ You can’t hammer tin into iron, no matter how hard you beat it, but that doesn’t mean it’s useless. ❞
- ❝ The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true. ❞
- ❝ Why is it always the innocents who suffer most, when you high lords play your game of thrones? ❞
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//are you tired of the every day orc? and YOU getting stuck with simple goblins? well FEAR NOT because i’m about to change your world— with THIS! azog the defiler! by following this blog you sign up for the following: orcs, dogs, and sometimes philosphical metas about the difference between good and evil. this blog is written by VIRAL! the same fucking person who’s always wrote azog look at that what is this the fifth revamp in five years? follow me. it’ll be a good time. i promise. // azog the defiler. 18+. written by viral.