#White Council

[sesamenom]

White Council of the Reverse Gondolin timeline, c. TA 5

[thranduilofsmirkwood]

Ʈᖾᥱ ᕼoᑲᑲɩt ᙏᥱຕᥱ⳽

ᒐoɾᑯ oƒ tᖾᥱ ᖇɩᥒɠ⳽ ᙏᥱຕᥱ⳽

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Dresden and Murphy by Christopher Crow

[fieriframes]

[It rained toads the day the White Council came to town.]

[anotherramblingfangirl]

McCoy to the White Council: He didn’t do it

Dresden: I did it

McCoy: He didn’t mean to do it

Dresden: I wish I’d done it sooner

McCoy: He did it for benign reasons

Dresden: I did it for the worst reasons

McCoy: He’s sorry

Dresden: I’m never sorry

McCoy: He’s chastened

Dresden: I’m doing it again tomorrow

[waldobuttersdf]

Most likely to end up in a snowball: Bob.

[saephrond]

View this post on Instagram

A post shared by Von Spriggan (@vonspriggan)

[tenth-sentence]

At first they had quiet, for those were the days of the Watchful Peace, during which Sauron withdrew before the power of the White Council and the Ringwraiths remained hidden in Morgul Vale.

"The Lord of the Rings: Appendices - Appendix A" - J.R.R. Tolkien

[badassbutterfly1987]

WOJ Wardens + Council

WOJ

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 345

Let it be known that none of them actually expected the idiots’ of the week’s ritual to work. The summoning hadn’t worked for literal centuries- everyone knew it had been sealed away, presumably forever!

(Of course they had no way to know that in the Infinite Realms actually used the term forever as a measurement of time, what with how time itself wasn’t particularly linear within. And to beings that could hypothetically live for eternity? Forever was a nice vacation time really) 

So maybe they hadn’t been exactly focused on stopping the ritual as much as they could of been, and by the time they realized it was working, well, it’d been a bit too late then. So yes, mistakes had perhaps in fact, been made. 

First had come the chill, the cold of the ground as your body was lowered down, the cold of your blood dripping from your living corpse. Then came the shadows, the darkness creeping along their vision as their soul slipped from their body. Followed by boiling heat, flames scorching through their flesh and tearing from their chests like a blade piercing their hearts. 

The form that emerged was massive, a cloak dripping crimson fluttering in the wind of an unseen battlefield, verdant flames licking at the air and causing the surrounding shadows to writhe. A dark growl echoed through the building, the stone below them shaking while deathly green eyes glowered down at the living with utter contempt. 

“Do any of you imbeciles know how long it takes to get ghostlings to sleep-” 

[st-hedge]

It would be so embarrassing if they desired each other carnally or some shit

[tudulu]

[thranduilofsmirkwood]

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Harry Dresden by Mika Blackfield

[fieriframes]

[It rained toads the day the White Council came to town.]

[zegalba]

Gustave Doré: Satan in Council (1868)