john rhys


Ladies and gentlemen, some of the 100000 reasons why I will love the Lord of the Rings movies and the cast till the end of times.


I Don’t Want You To Get It On With Nobody Else But Me



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Accompanying Music - Miike Snow - Genghis Khan

Thanks again for the help @kirain and @george-nordington! Sorry for the delay everyone! Hope it was worth the wait. I wanted to copy some of the screenshots I had taken in game for references.


The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001)

Director - Peter Jackson, Cinematography - Andrew Lesnie

“The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it. It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Men, who, above all else, desire power. But they were, all of them, deceived, for another ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a Master Ring, to control all others. And into this ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One Ring to rule them all!”


The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002)

Director - Peter Jackson, Cinematography - Andrew Lesnie

“It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo, the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn’t want to know the end because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come, and when the sun shines, it’ll shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you, that meant something even if you were too small to understand why. But I think Mr. Frodo, I do understand, I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going because they were holding on to something…. That there’s some good in the world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for.”


so, ,,, @carnemorta and i made tftbl in the sims and had a new revelation - its p much just a domestic au bUT we have plot !

so rhys and vaughn were roomates in college and jack was like the football star that everyone loved at one point and was incredibly popular , but after graduating he wasn’t done with basking in his fame so he became that weird alumni who casually roams around college campus and messes w/ people…. AND RHYs and vaughn got in the year that jack was at his peak, so they of course know who he is and rhys just IDOLIZES him. (vaughn uhh.. didnt like jack for many reasons but mostly cause of that). rhys talked frequently with jack whenever he saw him on campus , and jack just soaked in all the compliments (they became kinda friends ? rhys thought so but jack thinks of him as a creepy stalker , but he loves the acknowledgement). then rhys and vaughn graduate ! and get a house ! yayy ! they become much closer and ,, are soon dating (yes this is a gayperion au), only to find that jack has come to their door telling them they have a new roommate …. eyy… apparently jack gets kicked off campus for harassment of the freshmen cause his fame has finally tapered, so he tracked down the one person who he knew he could mooch off of and now this happened. rhys gives jack a chance (being his hero and all) but vaughn is very reluctant. and uh.. here we are now .. 


‘Stone-hard are the Dwarves in labour or journey, but this endless chase began to tell on [Gimli], as all hope failed in his heart. Aragorn walked behind him, grim and silent, stooping now and again to scan some print or mark upon the ground. Only Legolas still stepped as lightly as ever, his feet hardly seeming to press the grass, leaving no footprints as he passed; but in the waybread of the Elves he found all the sustenance that he needed, and he could sleep, if sleep it could be called by Men, resting his mind in the strange paths of elvish dreams, even as he walked open-eyed in the light of the world.’