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got wood?

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Thranduil in the new bofa trailer please help me i am slayed (x)

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Court dress of Empress Alexandra Fyodorovna, 1890’s

From the State Hermitage Museum


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Game of Thrones meme - nine characters - [6/9] - Tywin Lannister

"A man such as Tywin Lannister comes but once in a thousand years.

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+ keialaar

Aside from the spectacular creepiness of this morning, I’m doing alright. A little stressed because my son is going back to his dad’s 3000 miles away until Christmas, but on the other hand, my grocery bill will drop dramatically again, so y’know. Silver linings. xD

Speaking of food, doing the whole eating better thing, which is difficult, but worth it in the long run. So I’ve been experimenting with homemade protein shakes for breakfast in the morning, which has actually turned out really well. Ice cubes, spinach, kale, unsweetened almond milk, plain fat free greek yogurt, lots of fruit (strawberries, banana, blueberries), little bit of honey, flaxseed and a scoop of vanilla protein powder = super, amazingly good and surprisingly filling. And tbh, it’s easier on my wallet, instead of buying breakfast in the cafe at work every day, so that’s good motivation, too.

Still, can be hard when there is breakfast pizza, chocolate milk and donuts not three feet from my desk. x.x

Happy as hell to have internet again, though, and really enjoying the hell out of our new house. Except the spiders. Our new street has a fuckton of trees, which I love, but so do spiders and other creepy crawlies. The daddy long-legs I don’t mind so much, those I allow (to an extent) to reside in the basement, because they don’t really move so much and because they eat the other creepy crawlies. Anything else crossing my threshold, well… let’s just say Mordor ain’t got nothing on my house, for them. Still, when I walk to the bus stop in the morning, I get kept company by hawks, chipmunks, bunny rabbits, squirrels and even deer, yesterday, none of which seem to be particularly frightened by humans. 

Ooh and the final Hobbit movie is coming out in December, Battle of the Five Armies! Here is the trailer, if you haven’t seen it. Super excited for that, yep. 

Well, that is about how I’m doing atm. Pretty much rambled on enough, I think. xD Thanks for the ask!


[ NEWS ] Viking broadsword was on the losing side of four of history’s greatest battles… and now it could be yours for just £120,000

  • By Darren Boyle
  • The sword was first lost by Norwegian raiders at Stamford Bridge in 1066
  • Three weeks later, it was captured by the Normans at the Battle of Hastings
  • It was carried to Bannockburn in 1322 where its owner narrowly escaped 
  • Eight years later his luck ran out when he was speared in the anus in battle

Aaaaand more on that Viking broadsword

An unlucky sword used by the losers of the Battles of Stamford Bridge, Hastings, Bannockburn and Boroughbridge over a period of 250 years is expected to reach £120,000 at auction.

It is believed that the 11th century broadsword was originally carried to Britain by Viking raiders when it was captured, only to be lost a few weeks later at the Battle of Hastings in 1066. 

In 1314, the sword was carried to Scotland at the Battle of Bannockburn, where the owner was forced to retreat having witnessed his nephew axed to death. 

However, the cursed sword’s bad luck continued at the Battle of Boroughbridge in 1322, when the unfortunate owner was speared in the anus and killed.

Now, the weapon is going to be auctioned by Christie’s auction house in London. 

The 27-inch 11th century Viking blade features an iron cross-guard. The sword has the coat of arms of Sir Humphrey de Bohun, whose nephew Henry was killed Bannockburn by Robert the Bruce.

According to Christie’s, the sword was captured three weeks before the Battle of Hastings after King Harold, the last Anglo-Saxon king of England defeated the Norwegian raider King Hardrada at the Battle of Stamford Bridge in Yorkshire. 

The doomed sword was used at Hastings where King Harold was defeated by William the Conqueror. 

Experts believe that the sword was picked up from the battlefield by Humphrey De Bohun, who was the victorious king’s god father.

The blade was remounted with the De Bohan coat of arms, where Sir Humphrey De Bohun, 4th Earl of Hereford and Essex carried it north to Scotland. 

He was killed eight years later at the Battle of Boroughbridge.

Christie’s spokeswoman Dernagh O’Leary said today: 'Whilst it cannot be proved, it is not at all inconceivable that the blade of the present sword was captured or taken as a trophy by de Bohun at Hastings and was later remounted to become a family sword.

'The present sword, whilst not being a war sword, would have served as a clear badge of identity with its gold and enamelled coat of arms on the pommel and eminently more practical as a side arm around camp when not mounted and armed for battle. It is therefore entirely possible that this sword was present at Bannockburn in June 1314 if not actually on the field of battle.

'Sir Humphrey went to meet with a particularly gruesome end at the battle of Boroughbridge in Yorkshire in March 1322.  

'For the last 50 years, the sword has been in the hands of two private collectors, firstly with the Australian-based Corrigan Collection, and latterly with the present, anonymous, vendor.'

Sir Humphrey’s unfortunate demise was later celebrated by the children’s TV show Horrible Histories.

A Christie’s expert said: 'The whereabouts of the sword prior to Corrigan’s ownership is not known, but the mention of a family sword bearing the de Bohun arms in Sir Humphrey’s will and the use of a mid-11th century Viking blade makes for an interesting train of thought potentially linking significant events of British history from the Vikings, Hastings and Bannockburn through this object.

'A series of x-rays which accompany the sword support the age of the items and show no modern repairs.”

The sword blade is described as ‘an extremely rare late medieval broadsword, with earlier Viking blade, and bearing the arms of the De Bohun family’.

Celia Harvey, Christie’s Head of Sale, said: 'We are delighted to be offering this extremely rare sword during the year in which the Battle of Bannockburn celebrates its 700th birthday.

'We imagine that the sword will be of broad interest to collectors of historical artefacts or arms and armours as well as to museums and institutions.

'The sword will be on display for a month at our South Kensington saleroom which will allow it the publicity and exposure it deserves.'

Source: Copyright © 2014 Daily Mail


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+ Update to this morning

A few people suggested that I report the creep this morning to the bus station so they know that someone like that is hanging around. So when I got there this afternoon, I talked to customer service and was told to file a report online, with the time, date, bus # and a description. Then, as it turns out, they have police there in the afternoon, so customer service asked me to talk to them, too.

So I talked to a very nice, very concerned officer, who said to do all that so they can pull video. He also said that even though the police aren’t here in the early morning, they are literally two mins away and if I see the asshole (my word, not his, lol) again, to go to customer service and insist on talking to the police.

So it appears that they are taking this seriously, which is good. I was afraid I would be brushed off and feel really foolish, but I actually feel a little better about it from their response. Which is good because I’ve been really upset all day. Some people might not think what happened is a big deal, just some guy being a douche and hitting on me, but his behavior, his attitude, the fact that I was out of sight from the rest of the terminal, it was just really frightening and disconcerting, and I don’t recover from that kind of thing easily.

But hopefully this was just a one time thing and I will never see him again, and if I do, well, at least I know the bus station and the cops will be available and help me out.

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+ Oh my god.

I am so unsettled right now.

So I transfer buses at the bus station downtown to get to work. I was sitting there, waiting for my second bus, when this scruffy looking guy came up to me. He said hi, then commented, “You’re a pretty lady.”

I kinda blinked at him, said thank you and went back to doing what I was doing on my phone, trying to give the impression that I wasn’t interested in talking to him.

Instead, he walked over and held out his hand, introducing himself. Where I was sitting, the bus was already parked in front of me and it blocked me from sight from the rest of the bus station. Reluctantly, I shook his hand. And then went back to typing my rp post on my phone, once more trying to show I wasn’t interested.

"Am I a good looking guy?"

He persisted. This time I didn’t even look up at him and kinda mumbled, “Sure.” I didn’t know what else to do.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Yes. Here was an out. I lied and told him I was married (even though I do have a boyfriend).

"Oh, okay. Sorry if I got too personal."

Relieved, I nodded. “That’s okay.” Go away now, creepy man.

"So would you get to know me if you were single? Would you date me?"

Nope. No such luck. I was so extremely uncomfortable, my heart was pounding, and I was -praying- for the driver to show up.

"I don’t know you," I said, furiously typing nonsense into my phone.

"So were you just being nice when you said I was good looking?"

I had no answer to that. I had no idea what to say or how to make him leave me alone. Telling him outright was an option sure, but as relatively secluded as we were, I didn’t want to risk pissing him off. Thankfully, the bus driver showed up right then, so he asked me if I had a smoke, then took off as I was shaking my head and walking quickly toward the bus.

I’m at work now, but… ugh, I am ready to cry. I want to go home and shower.