Ain't no Party Like a Fëanorian Party

'Cause a Fëanorian party ends with everybody either dead or on fire.

Call me Rose. It's not my real name, but it's my preferred pseudonym. I like science, sharks, feminism, Hatoful Boyfriend, the Silmarillion, and Welcome to Night Vale.

Fair warning: I’m extremely flippant, and I can often come off as aggressive even when I’m not intending to be, so I’d advise not taking anything I say too seriously. Just assume I’m being facetious.

I have an art blog!

chocolate-time-machine:

more bear owls

based on my favorite owls <3

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indikos:

burned my hand curling my hair today

worth it

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pigeondoodleart:

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Have an emo king.

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nicolemarie1416:

distortedcity:

mocoffin:

avatarthelastairbenderthemovie:

d0cpr0fess0r:

I sped up Boulevard of Broken Dreams and it turned into an old-school Sonic the Hedgehog song.

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i think im gonna cry

SHIT

WHAT IS THIS IM FEELING

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fourex-:

zellehc:

You know you have to sell ya soul to the debbil to do shit like this right?

Got damn

fourex-:

zellehc:

You know you have to sell ya soul to the debbil to do shit like this right?

Got damn

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tosquinha:

For a Little While - Part 1 | Part 2 written by quicktoanger

Fëanorian fluff, with the tiniest hints of pain for extra flavor.

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importantbirds:

my important chookens

the Croppe has a sprouten

Asker Anonymous Asks:
Could you tell me a story?
cognitivemiscellanea cognitivemiscellanea Said:

officialunitedstates:

"Are we lost?"

He could see it in my eyes; what I wanted was an honest answer, and fortunately he was willing to give me one.  He nodded solemnly, and I knew the realization wasn’t easy for him to come to.  “But I have an idea.  Give me that loaf of bread you happen to have in your backpack.”

I skeptically handed it over.  “What are you planning?”

"I’m going to leave a trail.  So that if someone finds the trail they can follow it to where we are."

"Did you get that idea from that one fairy tale?"

"Yeah, maybe, whatever.  Look it’s worth a shot."

I gave in.  I didn’t really like bread anyway.  We continued on foot for six more miles until we ran out of bread.  It didn’t matter anyway, because that’s when the wolves caught up to us.

Dolce Gabbana ss14 + hair colors | inspired by (+)

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