wrex is so great like all your other teammates react to you coming back with varying degrees of “what the actual fuck” and then you’ve got wrex like “MY DUDE(outta my way jackass I got a human to talk to) of COURSE you’re alive what the fuck is up”
Why exactly did Gimli want Galadriel's hair? I mean does it mean something?
Oh, yes! It’s very meaningful. I’ve explained this before but I love this story so much I don’t mind retelling it.
If you’ve read the Silmarillion (or at least heard of it) you’ve probably heard of Feanor, who was primarily known for making the three Silmarils. The Silmarils were three indescribably beautiful and magical jewels that contained the light and essence of the world before it became flawed. (Many people died, lost hands, burned, and perished in pursuit of these jewels. They were very sought after).
It’s said that Feanor was inspired by the beauty of Galadriel’s shining, silver-gold hair. But when he begged Galadriel for a single strand of her hair, she refused him every time. Despite it being the First Age and being relatively young, Galadriel’s ability to see into other’s hearts was still very strong and she could see that Feanor’s heart was full of wrath and greed. She never gave Feanor a single strand of her hair.
Now, in the Third Age, the Fellowship comes to Lorien and Gimli is captivated by Galadriel’s beauty.
When the Fellowship was departing and being bestowed gifts, Galadriel paused before Gimli with empty hands, because she did not know what to give the Dwarf. Gimli doesn’t ask for gold or treasure, but for a single strand of her hair to remember her beauty by.
She doesn’t give him one, but three. Three strands of her hair.
This is why Legolas is smiling in that scene when Gimli tells him what Galadriel’s gift was.
He’s smiling because he knows the significance. He’s smiling because he knows Galadriel looked at Gimli and decided he deserved more than the greatest Elf that ever lived, and twice that.
And it’s there that both of them consider the possibility that an Elf and a Dwarf can be friends.
reblog if ur Halloween af
Halloween Ivysaur 🎃
Trainer Customisation is back in Pokémon Sun & Moon!
Doodle of Luxray! I might start drawing daily Pokemon doodles for fun.
So Vivienne fucking called it
Tumblr Code.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification
This is an absolute tumblr relic. I feel like an archaeologist right now. This is incredible that this is on my dash.
I love luxray they are cute blue electric kitties
I would just like to say fuck you to everyone who made me feel inadequate growing up and ruining my self esteem for years. You all suck and I’m glad I don’t talk to any of you any more.
A compilation of the times Solas speaks in the poetic rhythm of the song Hallelujah (including the times he does it in Trespasser, so there are major spoilers). There’s one time where the Inquisitor joins in to complete the pattern, so I included it too. Grouping them together like this will hopefully make it easier to hear.
My favorite part of hearing them all together is getting to really hear the difference in how he sounds in Trespasser vs. the main game - if you let this repeat, you can really hear how jarring he sounds.
I’ve journeyed deep into the Fade - (I’ve heard there was a secret chord) In ancient ruins and battlefields - (that David played and it pleased the Lord) To see the dreams of lost civilizations - (but you don’t really care for music, do you?)
I’ve watched as hosts of spirits clashed - (it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth) To re-enact the bloody past - (the minor fall, the major lift) In ancient wars both famous and forgotten - (the baffled king composing hallelujah)
Every great war has its heroes - (hallelujah, hallelujah) I’m just curious what kind you’ll be - (hallelujah, hallelujah)
Patrick Weekes writing Solas, probably