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my favorite part of the elder scrolls franchise is when mehrunes dagon goes, "martin septim..you've eldered your last scroll.." and then martin septim turns into a fucking dragon and beats the shit out of him

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my dumb dumb babi boi

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made a meme(watermark is just my insta account)

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Episode 4 “Of Mages, Malice, and Monstrous Mayhem” THE WITCHER: BLOOD ORIGIN

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The Adventures of Fun Uncle Jaskier™ and his Pocket-Sized Princess™

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➥ jaskier's tig old biddies appreciation post ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

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Me after reading the entire UESP page for generic dialogue in Skyrim for fun

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Can you stop applying status effects to me for two fucking seconds I'm trying to get divorced.

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Hey Mom, I'm Pinterest famous!

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If you ever hear/see me refer to someone as 'My Crowned Prince of Darkness' i'm talking about Halbrand.

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Mairon, honestly. Your burlap sack in the vision is even sluttier than it was in reality.

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Can we please talk about the way Halbrand!Sauron calls out to Galadriel when she is pulling away from him—even as her brother—when he asks her to touch the darkness once more?

The anguish, the panic, the desperation of: “Come back to me. Galadriel. LOOK AT ME!”

Because he knew. He told her this would happen.

“When these people find out what I’ve done they’ll cast me out. And so will you.”

But there is something despairing in him, something that has always yearned for her light, for the light she has professed to see in him. A light he longs to see in himself. 

“Galadriel, look at me. You know who I am.” 

Did he even know? 

Somehow she had muddled it all, every perception he’d had of himself, of what he had been, of who he could be. Every interaction… it wasn’t all politicking, all manipulation; there was hope there—a fool’s hope—wasn’t there? Somehow obscured between the lines of their shared, combatting amalgamation of light and darkness—blurred between the lines of their words, of them, body and soul. 

If he could just bind it to his very being. 

She was out of his reach. A brilliant and blinding and searing light to his darkness, never diminished where they touched, mingled, entangled, but nebulous, a gravity all consuming and devouring. 

She had felt it too. 

Two rings. Two. Bind yourself to me. 

“You bind me to the light and I bind you to power.” 

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They better follow up with this, keep the mind games going, let him continue to attempt to lure her in. If they rushed to this end in season one only to leave us with the glimpses and ties to what lingers for Galadriel in The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings I’ll be so upset. 

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When you're the dark lord Sauron, aka "The Abhorred", but you still love kids.

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Do not tell me that Galadriel couldn't have prevented his descent into madness when she literally stopped him from murdering his arch-enemy in cold blood.

Especially not when it seems to pain him to spare Adar's life. I mean, just look at his face:

Sauron would've very much preferred to put the spear through Adar's chest like he'd done to him but he did not.

And it was because of her.

(Gifs by @haladrielgifs)