I found these images on FB posted by Fernanda Matias. I am not sure who the original artist is on Tumblr; if you know, please share, so I can give them credit. Ah, there’s lots to appreciate here. Yep . . . *sigh* EDIT: I think the artist may be serecenskyrim at Tumblr–“Let Sleeping Thorins Lie.”
Or slightly less now. 😉 Snaffled from FB and Thorin of Erebor. Not that we are eager to see more of Thorin or anything . . . oh, here’s more of Thorin, by the way! 😉 This stunning artwork by an unknown talent. If you recognize it and know who the artist is, please share!
Oooh, he’s all pensive and angsty and gawh-gus!
“Oh, you are so beautiful with you’re all wide-eyed and windblown and regal, my king . . .”
Yes, I am. Saying, “Don’t be a stranger, oh, majestic one . . . stop by and see me some time.”
“Well, if that is how you insist on dressing–err-NOT dressing, I can handle it, dearest Thorin.”
“And now you’re looking at me like THAT, and I–I am just . . .” *sigh* *drool* *thud*
Happy Thorin Thursday! 😀
Woke up this morning with virtually everything hurting. From my toes to my jaw. I think even my hair is hurting a little. How something that is essentially dead can cause you pain, I don’t know.
Had a muscle relaxer with a nice healthy breakfast–Great Grains with chopped apple, banana, dried cherries and cranberries. I will try to eat well even if I feel like crap. I will try to think positively even when the darkness threatens. Dry those stupid, aggravating tears and find a smile. My husband says I am a tough old bird underneath it all. I hope so.
But what I need right now—is this.
And this.
And some of this.
And definitely some of this.
And one of these looks from Sir Guy.
Oh, yes, I think I am feeling better already . . . still. I could use a little more . . .
Perfect.
This is a multi-role fanvid I started several weeks ago then put aside when I got busy with other things. Came back to it the other day when I had no internet connection. Couldn’t sleep so I uploaded it overnight.
Thanks to Daria aka Giz the Gunslinger via Tumblr. What’s on your mind, Mr. A? I know what’s on mine . . .
I left this one to finish uploading while I grabbed a few hours of sleep earlier. Worked on the kindergarten “behind the scenes” vid until the wee hours. If I do say so myself, it’s shaping up to be really cute and fun. As with Mr. A, I started out with great subject matter, of course. 😉 I hope you will enjoy!
Gotta wash out my sticky, icky eyes and grab some coffee. I will have a Thorin post up a little later. Happy Thorin Thursday and hang in there, Guyday Friday is coming!
Oh, if only we could have seen the real photo . . . sadly, what happens in the calendar, stays in the calendar.
Feelin’ kind of beat up this morning. Being in a hemmed-in situation (via the tethered tripod and knobby-kneed teenager poking me in the back) at Honors Program aggravated my shoulder, knee and back. I am not a woman made for sitting in the bleachers, alas, not even down front, it seems 😉 Event took quite a bit longer than expected. Benny took a good look at me when Harry and I got back to dealership and said. “Take a muscle relaxer. We can do without you tonight.” I didn’t argue. 😉
I’ve some other video production-related work to do, not to mention trying to catch up on all your comments, my lovelies, but for now let’s just concentrate on the ravishing creature we celebrate each Friday: the ever-so-thudworthy Sir Guy of Gisborne. The leather! The locks! The eyebrows! The smirk! The Guyliner! It’s all good . . . Sir Guy is fly!
Too tired to assemble thoughts for comments. Let me simply say, “Enjoy.”
Damn, he does clean up well.
That magnificent masculine “hooter” sniffs out Eau de Forest Boy . . . poor Guy’s nose.
Ah, yes, Wild-Eyed Drunken Man with a Tangled Dirty Mane. My ovaries don’t work anymore and they still explode. Must. have. him. now.
And on the flip side, there’s that softer, sweeter Guy, with a vulnerability that just gets to me. *wibble*
And sometimes he’s just–scary. You don’t want to be on his bad side. And yet–he still thrills me even when his eyes go ice cold and his voice is edged in danger.
And I totally agree. *thud*
NOT that I need to tell you all that.
Nobody does it better–wouldn’t you agree?
I love a wet Guy. Love, love, love . . .
And when he’s sweaty and disheveled and DIRT-TY.
Life’s unfathomable mysteries. This and why the Kardashians exist.
A little gem I found on Facebook. Actually, I think Thorin would make a kick-ass Avenger, too. Just sayin’ . . .
Check out this link to IGN’s latest video with Richard, an interview conducted last week during his stint in Sydney. He looks and sounds sublime. And yes, even if some of the questions are the same ol’ same ol’ he gives his responses a fresh spin. Bless his heart!
There he is, looking fierce and fine, dauntless and determined . . . where is Bechep? Or has Lady Oakenshield already been polishing his sword? It does look terribly shiny . . .
Ah yes, the braids, the beard, the mane, the pelt, the majesty, the smoulder . . . Thorin.
There is just a tad of inter-character rivalry going on here . . . but I think they both are consummate hair actors!!
And a long line is now forming . . . no pushing and shoving, ladies. Those lips have–stamina.
Haven’t we all engaged in this little fantasy? Or a version thereof? *thud*
Happy Thorin Thursday to all!!
I’ve just been mulling over how much I like Mr. Armitage. His delightful sense of humor with that merry heart “that doeth good like medicine,” his kindness and generosity, his dedication to his craft, good manners and gentlemanly nature, that amazing charisma and distinctive masculine beauty, all the qualities that mark him as such a special human being. Add in all that talent and versatility . . .
the armitage effect 