Blurr

I’ve always thought that Bilbo actually didn’t lie to Gandalf in that moment, because he did spare Gollum and according to what Gandalf said before, that constituted as an act of true courage.

gUYYYYYSSSSSSSSSSS HAAAALLLPPP MMEEEEEHHHHHHHH

After listening to Beauty and the best I just. I CAN’T. Bofur and Idra are my fucking OTP. 

I MEAN. 

LOOK HOW CUTE THEY ARE

JUST KEEP READING IT GETS BETTER

OKAY. WELL. We usually compare their relationship to the titanic. A high class elf, daughter of Thranduil, expected to marry an elf(Elros) and an elf only, but then she meets this poor low class dwarf, who’s her father despises and sees him as a big that needed to be squished quickly. And then he takes her to a dwarvish party, teaches her how to spit ect… and then there’s songs that matches them Like “Tale as old as Time” because I mean just…

Tale as old as time True as it can be Barely even friends 

Then somebody bends

Unexpectedly 

Just a little change Small to say the least Both a little scared

Neither one prepared

Beauty and the Beast

Ever just the same

Ever a surprise

Ever as before Ever just as sure As the sun will rise Tale as old as time Tune as old as song

Bitter sweet and strange Finding you can change Learning you were wrong

Certain as the sun  Rising in the East  Tale as old as time Song as old as rhyme Beauty and the Beast

Tale as old as time Song as old as rhyme Beauty and the beast 

THERE JUST SO. UGH

dON’T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME

NOW JUST LISTEN AND READ THAT OVER LOOKING AT THE GIFS. THESE TWO ARE JUST SO PERFECT AND FDGGHD

During the battle with the great serpents of the north, Thranduil was fighting when he looked over to see his wife falling lifeless to the ground, making every single little thing inside and out of him freeze. He stared for a moment, not being able to believe what his eyes had just seen. The next thing he felt was pain, in the heart, obviously, yes, but on the side of his face. Letting out a scream of pain, he fell to the ground and struggled before a guard came over and dragged him out of the line of fire and a few others had to hold him down so he wouldn’t run out there again. He struggled to get up, tried to fight his own guards off so he could go to his lifeless love. —— After the battle and after he was patched up, he slowly exited and walked over to his wifes body. He bent down, picking her up and holding her in his arms, his good cheek pressed agents her head as he rocked her; tears flowing down his cheeks. All the surviving guards surrounded them, watching. After a few moments the elvenking looked to the guard asking to give him the box she was trying to carry away to safety. He thought one of them must have taken it, but the guard only responded with “there wasn’t a box.”. The king was even more crushed but he couldn’t let it get to him. He couldn’t die of heartbreak, he has a son and a kingdom to protect and look after. Nobody knows where the jewel’s went, or what happened to them, but every once in a while, Thranduil sent out a search party to find them.— As years went on, he arrived at the lonely mountain after hearing the news of the arkenstone and decided to pay his allegiance to the dwarves…Untill a dwarf stepped up with something in hand. It was a blox. A brown box… Once the dwarf opened it, the elvenking stepped forth slowly. Staring at the box; he couldn’t believe his own sights—the white gems that had once belonged to his beloved wife. They were special to her, passed down in the family, and he wanted them back. 

  When they snapped the box shut, Thranduils eyes widened in surprise, and hatred for the dwarven race filled throughout him. And this day forth, he swore to never again like dwarves.