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“Everything you own, everything you love, will be mine!” “If I get lucky, I’ll get chicken pox.” “This isn’t my idea of fun.” “This really isn’t fair.” “This is my idea of fun.” “It is you I’ve been dreaming of.” “Arrange the marriage!” “You’re all I ever wanted. You’re beautiful.” “Is beauty all that matters to you?” “You should write a book – How to Offend Women in Five Syllables or Less.” “It’s not what it seems!” “Down on all fours and growl ferociously.” “You’re being sneaky again.” “You are I were meant to be, far longer than forever.” “With your love I’ll never be alone.” “Wait, I’m your friend.” “You’re really starting to bug me.” “Some day I’m going to boil over!” “Just make sure you’re here tomorrow night.” “I don’t even know where I am!” “Save me.” “I apologize for the way I’ve been acting.” “Now we can kiss and make up.” “Just a little closer. Come on, come on.” “When there’s no escape, you have to play dead.” “I’ve missed you so.” “I’ll never let you out of my sight again.” “You must go.” “I will never be yours, you creature!” “If you want to stop me, you’ll have to kill me.” “Head full of pudding, that’s me.” “If you’re not happy, I’m not happy.” “Oh, no, it can’t be!” “I make a vow to break all vows. A vow stronger than all the powers of the earth. Before you, and before the whole world, I make a vow of everlasting love.” “What have I done to you?” “Forgive me.” “No need to shout.” “Oh please. Ohpleaseohpleaseohplease.” “I love you. Your kindness and courage. I always have.” “Will you love me? Till the day I die?”

curious honeyed irises              slip down to meet              her gaze, brows               gently rising at the               exclamation on her lips —-he leans forward              adjusting to maintain              balance along the               branch he is presently              seated on                                         ”I have done no such thing —- “

gentle irises watch carefully the language of her body,                  she leans in                 left shoulder tilted                 towards the tree.                 her fingers flex                 gently at her sides,                 and coupled with                 her fondness for                 the branches, it                 serves as a likely                 indicator --                                      he makes no move to offer help.                                                                   "Tell me then, what lie am I being accused of?"

  Now seeing a form bend over him in the gloom sword in hand and feeling the smart of his foot he thought it was one of the Orcs come to slay him or to torment him (…) but now Túrin feeling his hand free leapt up and flung all his weight suddenly upon Beleg, who fell and was half-crushed, lying speechless on the ground; but Túrin at the same time seized the sword and struck it through Beleg’s throat or ever Flinding might know what had betid. (…)   Now would he have made at Flinding, but that Gnome sprang back, dropping his lamp, so that its cover slipped and the light of it shone forth, and he called out in the tongue of the Gnomes that Túrin should hold his hand and slay not his friends - then did Túrin hearing his speech pause, and as he stood, by the light of the lamp he saw the white face of Beleg lying nigh his feet with pierced throat, and he stood as one stricken to stone, and such was the look upon his face that Flinding dared not speak for a long while. Indeed little mind had he for words, for by that light had he also seen the fate of Beleg and was very bitter in heart.

And he wears a white coat => awesome.

I am your brother by ~remonpop

Keep Breathing, by vitellan

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Túrin and Beleg from Silmarillion (and Unfinished Tales)

I love the Tolkien Mythology, and I want to draw a lot of other characters from his books. I wonder wich one will come next~

There is one less casualty than in canon