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... just knitting along in the treetops

@mirkwood-spider-express

Welcome, my friend, to the happy and (Necromancer-) free Republic of Southern Mirkwood. Some of the trees might have turned into a Police box and a Soho bookstore. Please don't yell at the plants! There will also be rocks, mountains, and tea. ..................... Janna (she/her) - probably old enough to be your mother, younger on the inside --- Background art by the amazing @hattedhedgehog, Icon by the wonderful @asparklethatisblue ... Oh, and I have no tagging system. Your blacklists will not work in this part of the forest! .

I have never reblogged something so fast in my life

it’s exactly what you think it is

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the gif makes it perfect

I couldn’t not reblog this because of that fucking perfect gif.

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There are some things it is very difficult to say. What R. P. Tyler truly wants to say is: Your car is on fire. But he can't. I mean, the man must know, mustn't he?

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tags by @krakensdottir: #I love how polite he is about asking for directions  #he even smiles!  #a more astonishing sight than the flaming car tbh  #he’s clearly a little out of it lol  #you’d think he would look extra demonic in this scene  #instead he’s adorable 

Was thinking...

When Bilbo tells Bofur that Dwarves are used to not belonging anywhere. And Bofur (hurt) agrees… Fans who haven’t read the Silmarillion don’t really understand the depth of that hurt. The Dwarves were created behind the back of Eru (Middle Earth’s God analogue.) And were only begrudgingly allowed to exist. They don’t really belong anywhere on every level you can possibly imagine.

why must you hurt me this way

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Nah man, it was so much awesomer than that. All the Valar were waiting around for the Children of Illúvatar (elves followed by men) to arrive, but Aulë the Maker got impatient for someone to teach and share his craft with. So he fashioned the seven Fathers of Dwarves out of stone, doughty and tough0willed to stand against the evil that abounded in those days, and gave them a spark of life. But Aulë was a smith not a creator of all things, so the dwarves were basically very complex dolls, and could only be active when he was paying attention to them.

At which point Eru Illúvatar Himself (Itself?) showed up and reprimanded Aulë for his impatience and presumption. Aulë was like, “Oh my You, I am so sorry, Dad. I screwed up. Do with them what you will; I’ll even destroy them if you want.” But Illúvatar looked at the dwarves and thought, “Damn, my kid did good!” So despite the fact that they had no place in the original Music, and were in fact completely against the rules, Eru gave true life to the dwarves, and when Aulë went to smash them, they cowered in fear and begged for mercy as fully functioning independent beings.

They had to sleep for a couple centuries, of course, because Illúvatar still wouldn’t let them come to the world before the Firstborn, the Elves, but they did beat Men onto the stage. And that is the story of Dwarves are so boss that Eru himself conceded they were too cool not to live.