I'm Megan. I'm 20 years old, English and annoying. (In the best way.)



Soon they reached a courtyard, three walls of which were formed by the wooden house and its two long wings. In the middle there was lying a great oak-trunk with many lopped branches beside it. Standing near was a huge man with a thick black beard and hair, and great bare arms and legs with knotted muscles.



Bonus Gifs: Fíli + Kíli

This is relevant to my interests. Love how they shake themselves off when they re-emmerge <3

Sometimes you just have to give up trying to hold onto something that isn’t yours.