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Herb Drying, Kinfolk Magazine

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HOW CAN EXIST A MAN LIKE THAT? GOD BLESS YOU

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Adam Marshall - Sleepwalk

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awake999 on lofter

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Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

“Desiderata” (Latin: “desired things”) is a 1927 prose poem by American writer Max Ehrmann

Captain Jack Sparrow has this tattooed on his arms and back:

(via becauseitisjohnnydepp)

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Eyes, nose, mouth, head, hands, ears and folds reference drawing tutorials.

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More outfits for Sauron because he has an Eastern empire so let’s give him East-inspired clothing. Or idk maybe they dug that stuff in Angband. Trade routes? Maybe???

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Witch-king of Angmar - Battle for the Middle-earth 2011

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Jack Davenport once again forgetting he’s not actually James Norrington.

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The Eeveelution of Shots (Pokemon shot set)

Ingredients: Eevee: ¼ simple syrup 1 oz Bourbon whiskey dash Angostura bitters dash Orange bitters Vaporeon: ¾ oz Blue Curacao ¾ oz Vodka Jolteon: ¾ oz Limoncello ¾ citrus Vodka ¼ tsp sugar to dissolve Flareon: 1 oz Fire Water (Hot Cinnamon Schnapps) ½ oz Bacardi 151  1 pinch cinnamon Espeon: 1 oz Hpnotiq ½ oz Gin 1/8 oz Grenadine  Umbreon: 1 oz. Kraken Black Spiced Rum ½ oz Coconut rum Leafeon: 1 oz. Midori ½ oz. Light rum 1/3 oz. Gin Glaceon: ¾ oz Irish cream ¾ oz Ice 101 peppermint schnapps 

Directions: All of but two of the shots (Flareon and Glaceon) can be made simply by mixing the ingredients in a shot glass.  For Flareon, layer the Bacardi 151 on top and light on fire.  Sprinkle the pinch of cinnamon over the fire for a cool effect.  For Glaceon, layer the Ice 101 peppermint schnapps on top of the Irish cream.

“Because its genetic makeup is irregular, it quickly changes its form due to a variety of causes.” -Pokedex entry for Eevee in Pokemon Black and White

Drink created and photographed by Eddie Strickland.

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Send 👫 and my muse will introduce your muse to one of my other muses

>> goodluckdemon“Well, dear Greycloak, this is Rúnya. I don’t know his real name, no one does I suppose. He keeps it secret out of safety reasons ... - anyway, he is a demon, probably one can compare him to a Maia (of course he isn’t as powerful as I am), he is able to shape-shift and, I have to admit, he is a quite decent witcher. Oh, and he can change his gender as well.If you are in need of something - a n y t h i n g - Rúnya makes sure you get what you want and makes your dreams come true at a good price (so go and sell him your soul and stop pestering me). Or capture him in a salt circle or do whatever ...”

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“To earn my forgiveness...”, Mairon coed and brushed his fingertips along the bars of Loki’s prison. He had left him quite some time here, all alone ... Mairon was a light in the drear darkness and yet meneacing - a cruel grin curved his fair lips. “I have to disappoint you, pet. Being forgiving isn’t one of my traits ...”

|| I couldn't find your reply so.. xD || "Good to see me again, my pet? You must have missed me a lot then, hm?", he grinned and paced towards his cage. One horn cut off, bruised and scared... yes, like that Loki was much more beautiful to Mairon.

(yessss)

The Jotun shuddered, finding the voice colder than his own skin. Licking cracked lips he tried slipping back into his old self. “Every day I longed to see you, Master. To- to earn your forgiveness. I have learned the error of my ways. Nothing will stop my devotion to you.” Butter them up, be contrite. Avoid more pain at all costs. Norns but they were so beautiful it hurt to look upon them.

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one afternoon in Gondolin

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Mun: *sees Sauron following Bari* Baribu, how many dark masters do you have?

Bari: Uhhh, Why?

Mun: *Points at Sauron*

Bari: ... Oh. *sweats*

Mun: I hope that Bad-Decision Samba is over bc, daaaang, if it isn't, you're in trouble.

Bari: *Sweating intensifies*

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Mairon still held the elf’s hips. “And I didn’t ask ...”, he grinned ... but then got up smoothly. “Well, you don’t deserve it to enjoy my skills anyway~”

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Twelve: Your muse goes down on mine

“Woah, woah!” Erestor let out, holding out his hands to the other before clearing his throat. “I uh… urgh.”