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Date guys who are taller than you. Date protective guys. Date guys with a giant army of orcs and an unquenchable desire for the one ring. Date Sauron.
don’t date sauron.
wow Silmarillion fandom it’s great to see you
Listen, I love love love Sauron, but him and his cronies getting their asses beat by Huan on their own tower trying to accomplish the prophecy of Huan's death is one of the greatest disrespects in the history of Arda. Sauron really said "Ah I know, Huan will be killed by the greatest wolf to live? And I am really great, so what if I was wolf? Ahaha check this out!" Like damn dude not only did Huan chomp your sorry ass, Luthien then shows up with a steel chair with a legendary violation threatening to "strip him of his rayment of flesh and his ghost be sent quaking back to Morgoth there everlastingly thy naked self shall endure the torment of his scorn" like holy shit girl he was already pinned by the neck in Huan's jaws!
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bear with me but i imagine finarfin very nervous about his first kid like. he's heard so many horror stories. he himself is a member of the Most Disfunctional Family in Aman™. so he hoards every book and goes to all "how to parent" classes and then he's like "i'm ready" so he and eärwen have finrod and he's prepared for everything (mainly for his children hating him but shhh) and then it's like. not horrible at all. he actually enjoys parenting a lot! he and eärwen make good job at splitting the responsibilities and actually he's the one who babysits more often and finrod is just the sweetest child imaginable. but alright, he thinks, that's only one kid. surely things will go wrong with the second. he and eärwen talk and they decide to go for angrod, and... it's actually fine? finarfin still loves to babysit, and finrod slips into the role of a big brother just fine. of course, finrod also thinks it's vital to taste all 10 different kinds of soil in the garden in the meantime, but finarfin makes a good job of scolding him while holding angrod with one hand and wiping finrod's face with another. aegnor isn't exactly planned, but he's wanted nonetheless (finarfin is anxious - angrod is still so small!! will they manage it?). he gets worried when angrod becomes jealous of his younger brother (is it finally happening? is he finally slipping up as a parent?) but after some time angrod and aegnor become inseperrable. it's harder now than it was when it was only finrod - there's certainly more broken vases and sleeples nights and the boys also decide soil isn't enough, they need to degustate dirty pond water now - but finarfin finds he enjoys it. enjoys being a parent. his children are happy. when eärwen says she wants another one, a girl, he's not scared anymore.
Nerdanel, called The Wise, was the wife of Fëanor, and known as a great sculptor. She refused to follow her family to Middle-earth in the revolt of the Noldor.
One of the Elves of Rivendell who sing tra-la-la-lally in The Hobbit.
Guys, guys, you have to vote for Tra-la-la-lally Elf. IDC if you don't know anything about Tolkien's work, I'm begging you. Nerdanel is a Feanorian, the wife of Feanor. If she were to win this whole poll that would literally be equivalent to if Padme won an obscure Star Wars blorbos poll. There is no definition of the word 'obscure' that includes Nerdanel.
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My friends and I watched the last show of the season for the Lay of Leithian rock opera yesterday, and for them it was the first time. It was beyond amazing. Then we watched the Last Trial (2017). That was my friends first time watching that one too. It was so amazing. Then today I watched Etherius’s end of Season Concert, Fantasy Forever, with performances from some of my favorite actors from Finrod the rock opera and The Last Trial. It was awesome and I loved it. And there were two Raistlins at once. This was the last straw, I can no longer be normal for the next week. Possibly longer. I’m going insane 😂
Inspired by: https://www.tumblr.com/defunctaccount/159617347419/penfairy-can-i-be-honest-i-think-if-we-went?source=share
(I couldn’t find the original post, so I got as close as I could 😅)
Too fundamentally people for this to be a useful metric.
Like most people, their intentions are good. Like most people, they overestimate their abilities. Like most people with nearly total power, they don't see their own limits accurately, and can't be trusted to heed those less powerful than them. Like most people in power, they're slow and resistant to take actions that too obviously lead to their own disadvantage or discomfort. Like most people in power, the narrative never recons with their failings (the way it does with, say, Thingol or the Feanorians), which can leave one with the general feeling that they're worse than they are.
As a political body, they don't live up to their own propaganda by a long shot. They're better than the equivalent alternatives (Morgoth, Sauron), but I wouldn't want them to be exercising theocratic control over my society.
Hi all, happy Friday! Olórin’s been listening to his favorite song all day. Of course, it’s the Ainulindalë. A question for y’all: What song describes or reminds you of your favorite Ainu? 🎶 Let me know, and I’ll make a playlist collecting all our songs for inspiration!
The Lay of Leithian rock opera is only 90 minutes long, but it makes you feel more emotions than you'd usually feel in 90 days
One of my favorite hobbies is thinking about the fucked up implications of this fantasy world map my parents got me for christmas
[Image ID: photo of a map. On the left side of the map is Middle Earth, with the Shire and Mordor labeled. To the direct right of Mordor is Whoville.]
I FOUND THE FULL ONE AND ITS SO MUCH MORE CHAOTIC.
HYRULE SHOOK ME TO MY CORE!
The existence of Oz and Neverland is wild too. Does this mean that there is a REAL Earth outside of this? Could Wendy hang out in Westeros?
I'm about one third through the silmarillion and..... uh. some things are certainly always happening there
Oh no help, why is my brain suddenly full of an RAF (or RFC) AU where Legolas is a pilot who gets the nickname “Greenleaf” because of how lightly and acrobatically he flies (and also he should probably be Irish or Scottish so the Brits can be derisive about his “more dangerous and less wise” people hmm? ooh or Indian! doesn’t really matter as long as he wears a lot of green so the nickname makes sense lmao) while Gimli was too short for the army but is a fucking amazing mechanic and basically single-handedly responsible for how amazing this unit’s planes are and how no matter how wrecked their planes are if they can get them back to base at all he can fix them, and Legolas fell in love basically the first time he saw Gimli work his miracles with that wrench and Gimli is not in love thank you, he is very very annoyed by this chipper pilot who keeps getting holes shot in his fucking wings and he definitely doesn’t like him at all and certainly doesn’t go out of his way to tinker with Legolas’s plane all the time and make sure it’s the absolute best machine in the air oh no nope definitely not dammit and he certainly doesn’t fret every time Legolas flies off into battle or comes back with his engine smoking again that fucker oh how Gimli loathes him! until one day he finally hops out of a just-barely-landed-successfully plane that is literally on fire Legolas what the fuck you idiot and oh and he stumbles what’s wrong oh no is he hurt oh no and Gimli runs over to help him up and instead they kiss right on the runway oh fuck—!
And the whole unit has been taking bets on this forever, so Commander Strider has to come break up the fistfight between Éowyn-who-definitely-isn’t-using-her-brother’s-ID-and-the-whole-unit-doesn’t-know-she’s-secretly-a-girl-NOPE and Boromir over who now owes whom money before Boromir’s little brother, the only one in the unit who hasn’t figured out that Éowyn is a girl yet, does something stupid trying to stop his brother fighting with “the fellow” he definitely doesn’t have a crush on Boromir please—!
Strider is so tired. He didn’t sign-up for herding idiots in love, he’s just trying to win the damn war, do you lads MIND???
Lord Mithrandir is sitting in his office watching the show from the window and laughing so hard, he fucking loves his deranged pilots so much. He has pulled so many blatant cover-ups for their hijinks, and everybody in high command knows that he’s tossing aside regulations left and right, but his units are the most successful pilots in the damn skies so nobody can do anything about it dammit. (He’s also definitely in cahoots with General Galadriel, who pulls his ass out of the fire every damn time somebody tries to bestow some kind of reprimand or punishment, and who gets regular “briefings” about his pilots that absolutely aren’t just gossip in disguise, and which she certainly doesn’t pass along to her granddaughter who’s engaged to Commander Strider, who definitely isn’t royalty in disguise, nope nope and also nope.)
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#Me trying to hold my breath for how hilarious and wholesome this AU is #Of course we must always have Strider being that tired mom friend who had to heard a bunch of gremlins #And being everyone third-wheels #I’m wheezing at Eowyn and Faramir’s antics lolololol #And Gigolas? Top notch as usual with Gimli is such a tsundere toward Leggy #And Leggy just looked at the hot redhead mechanic and just decided “I gonna wed that man”
I’m picturing Éowyn moaning to her brother in one of the pilot bars when their units are both on base at the same time about how much she’s in love with Faramir, and how unfortunate it is because oh fuck Éomer he likes me too, I can tell, he’s not subtle. And Éomer being gently baffled because, isn’t this good? Isn’t this very much an improvement over the massive crush you had on your very-engaged superior officer that I definitely don’t know about because you definitely didn’t spend the first six months of your assignment to his unit moping over him nope nope I don’t know what I’m talking about shhh. And Éowyn all like, no it’s not, because Faramir thinks I’m a man so if he’s in love with me now then that means he wouldn’t be in love with me if he knew who I really was, duh!
And Éomer looking quietly into the camera trying to think about how to best explain the existence of bisexuality to his little sister who somehow is managing to make him not look like The Idiot Jock Of The Family for once, help. That’s his role, he’s very good at his role, what is he supposed to do now? Helping his sister use his spare ID to fake herself into the air force was one thing, but she wasn’t supposed to steal his actual role help he’s so out of his depth here and the only person he can think of to ask for help is Commander fucking Strider and obviously that’s a bad idea for MANY REASONS AUGHHHH.
Meanwhile Faramir is off pining eloquently to his brother about his Deep Feelings for his Dear Friend And Fellow Soldier, which definitely aren’t romantic of course, just that Deep Platonic Bond Between Men, Yep, and poor asexual and aromantic Boormir is just there like…..okay??? I feel like I should be saying something helpful right now but I don’t know why because none of this sounds like a problem to me, and you won’t admit there’s a problem either, but my Big Brother Senses are tingling so I’m pretty sure there’s a problem here that neither of us are seeing???
And Legolas reading (really, really bad) love poetry about Gimli every night in the pilot’s bar that everyone else has to quietly pretend isn’t both mortifying to listen to and also definitely about Gimli, who actually writes really excellent and exquisite poetry of his own, although the fact that every week said poems seem to have somehow acquired a few more references to “the winsome beauty of leaves in flight” and “the wistful joy of birdsong forever just on the edge of out of reach” and so on and so forth makes them equally clearly about Legolas, but Gimli himself clearly doesn’t know yet that they’re about Legolas, and oh gods this is SO EMBARRASSING STRIDER CAN’T YOU DO ANYTHING ABOUT THIS???
Aragorn cannot. He’s busy writing yet another plaintive letter of complaint to his girlfriend, whose sympathetic responses sound a little more perfunctory each time since she’‘s clearly living for this gossip, and definitely also reading it out loud to her whole bandage-and-blankets stitching crew of ladies, dammit. Dammit, dammit, dammit. There is a war to win, people, could we focus for ten minutes!?
Oh good, the blokes from the Shire are here to wet their whistles during a break between tank missions. There go any hopes for normalcy tonight. Fuck.
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And OMG Leggy with his bad and cringe love poetry vs Gimli’s top-tier poetry. They’re made for each other.
Legolas: learns that Gimli likes poetry.
Legolas: ooh, Courting Technique unlocked! *starts scribbling*
Aragorn: No, Legolas, wait, I’ve seen your attempts at poetry this is a bad idea!!! LEGOLAS NO GET BACK HERE!
Legolas: HERE LOOK GUYS I WROTE A POEM LET ME READ IT TO YOU!
Aragorn: …well. fuck. I tried. *collapses at the bar* Somebody pour me a pint. Now. PLEASE.
Legolas: *reads terrible poem with great enthusiasm to the whole pub*
Gimli: ….the FUCK was that? That’s not how you write poetry, this is how you write poetry!
Gimli: crafts and recites epically beautiful poem that has the whole pub sobbing in each other’s arms.
Legolas: *listens adoringly*
Legolas: look, Aragorn, we’re Writing Poetry To Each Other Now!
Aragorn: just bring a keg. Or ten. I’m so done. Please.
#THIS IS AMAZING!! #i love it so much! #i need more on eowyn and eomer #does the army just think there’s two eomers? #is he not fighting? #what is happening? #also aroace boromir we love to see ot
Hmm my immediate instinct is that they’re both in the war, simply assigned to different units (maybe Éomer is cavalry or tanks or something, or maybe they’re both pilots still because planes = horses here shhh but just different squadrons) because of the whole “you try not to put brothers in the same unit so that you’re less likely to wipe-out a whole family at once if everybody dies” thing that armies do something (or because Éomer joined earlier, being older, and Éowyn is in with a bunch of newer recruits like her idk).
And she’s using an older ID of his (maybe he “lost” one and got a replacement) that they just fudged the letters on so it looks like it has a slightly different name—their names are already pretty close anyway—and he tells everyone she’s his little brother and everyone believes him (or pretends to) because it’s not like there’s any digital databases where you can look people up, is there? And women historically pulled this sort of shit all the time to enlist in wars, so it couldn’t have been that hard to fool the state, at least as long as you were in the “sign up as many lads for the fight as you can” stage of things; getting veterans benefits afterwards would be a different matter of course, gotta check those files much more carefully for accuracy than you do with the recruitment of the initial cannon fodder… *insert disappointed eyeroll*
Maglor dies, and so the Oath is beyond fulfilling, and so all eight of them are thrown out into the Everlasting Darkness—
and then Maglor starts singing, and they all join in, and out there beyond What Is songs have more power than perhaps they realize, and their songs make a tiny little oasis of Existence for them
which is all well and good until Fingon goes to rescue Maedhros, and Elrond wants to rescue Maglor, and Nerdanel insists on coming with them, and they find themselves in Fëanorian World
The first Ruling Queen of Númenor.
The twenty-first King of Gondor, also known as Vinitharya. During his reign the conflict known as the Kin-strife occurred and he was forced from his throne for ten years.
After Maedhros abdicates most of the Fëanorian host does swear loyalty to Fingolfin. It's just that their oaths of loyalty to Maedhros are a lot more thorough and convincing, while their oaths to Fingolfin never actually name the High King they're swearing their loyalty to and indicate that said High King derives his mandate from the Fëanorians' permission.
