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#and that’s just the Fellowship too
kindlythevoid · 7 months
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I have read Fellowship of the Ring more times than I have cared to keep count and every time I read Boromir’s, well, possession for lack of a better word, I have read it in fear, in discomfort, in horror, indifferently.
This was, I think, the first time I read it in pity. I looked at all the plans Boromir was making, how he would save his beloved city, how obstinate he was in his belief that the men of Minas Tirith would not be corrupted when wielding the Ring against Sauron —and I felt sad. He’s waving his hands and hollering and part of him is desperate just for the Ring, of course he is, he’s been traveling beside it with no hope for months, but he’s also desperate for hope. He’s desperate for a chance to save his people, save his brother, save his city.
Moreover, every time he calls out the Elves or the Wizards, you have to remember that he doesn’t know them. All he knows is that he traveled almost a full year to get their advice and they send him on, in his eyes, a hopeless venture. The one hope they give him is Aragorn, who promises to return and help save Minas Tirith with him, but even that all changes once Gandalf dies. They come to Lothlorien and of course it’s a welcome break, but they cannot, or maybe in Boromir’s eyes will not, help his people. And once they leave, Aragorn assumes his role as leader of the Fellowship in Gandalf’s stead more permanently and suddenly even that one, brief, uncertain hope of his is gone. Aragorn will follow Frodo. And it’s almost certain that Frodo will not go to Minas Tirith.
So is it any wonder, really, that tired, desperate, hopeless Boromir, out of his realm, out of his depth, already hanging by a thread when he joins the Fellowship and having been gnawed on by the Ring for months upon months afterwards, finally snaps once it’s clear that he will have to return home empty-handed and almost certain that somewhere far away Sauron is capturing the Ring and killing the companions that he had bonded with? Of course part of the Ring is making him lust for power, but it’s also his only “reliable” (in his mind) source of hope left to save his city.
And so I read Boromir’s (intelligent and thought out, mind you) raving and I don’t feel scared for Frodo, not after reading it so many times and knowing what ultimately happens, but sorrow for Boromir.
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mexican-browser · 2 years
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A Dumb LOTR Exchange
*at the bridge of Khazad-Dûm:*
Gandalf: Illuvatar’s ass on a stick, I wish we had a Balrog-slayer right about now.
Frodo: Why, do you know one? There can’t possibly be that many left—
Gandalf: Glorfindel of Gondolin.
Frodo: Ok, but where could we find—
Gandalf: Back in Rivendell. He was the rocking elven twink with perfect hair next to me and Elrond. Picked you morons up when you had a bad spice trip using the ring. Uppity prick was the one who suggested we just chuck that ring into the ocean like it isn’t just going to pop back up in a few centuries down the line. That’s what happened last time, you know when Isildur—
Aragorn: When Isildur hocked the ring like it was a bag of gummies at Tesco?
Gandalf: Pretty much, yeah.
Frodo: Well, why isn’t the noble Glorfindel here anyway?
Gandalf: Cuz Elrond thought we wouldn’t need him on a stealth mission. Well, surprise, we kinda f****** need him! But noooooo, you guys tooootallyy don’t need a Balrog-slayer. Now it’s my ass on the line, and I didn’t put up with the the idiocies of men and half-wit hobbits for centuries just to go down like this in an abandoned dwarven realm haunted by orcs and cave trolls! Saruman’s out there smoking pot reenacting the first act of The Lorax, Radaghast is talking to the woodland beings like a Disney Princess, and I’m pretty sure the Two Blues are either dead or ghosting me, and I’m here left dealing with a f******* Balrog! Bollocks!
*Silence as the ominous footfalls of certain death approaches*
Gimli: I didn’t understand a word he just said right now.
Legolas: No one can understand you through your own thick accent, sir dwarf, but we manage.
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lifblogs · 10 months
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“The quest will claim his life.”
— Galadriel, The Two Towers
It doesn’t, but doesn’t it? The Shire ends up not being saved for Frodo. He’s often sick multiple times a year from PTSD afterwards. He doesn’t feel like he’s truly home, and he has to leave for Valinor. In a really important way, it does claim his life.
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ariadne-mouse · 4 months
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Council of Elrond, worst cross-functional department meeting ever
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aspiringnexu · 1 year
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LOTR but it works like Undertale in that when you die everything resets. But like a hardcore version of Undertale where you die and have to start at the very beginning.
Everyone in the Fellowship is aware of it and it first comes about because Gandalf dies and they all end up back in Imaldris and very confused (it happens in Lothlorien for them because Gandalf takes a few days to kill the Balrog and then die and it takes a bit for Manwe to kick him back). So they set out again with the weirdest sense of Deja Vu and this time they make it through Moria without even meeting the Balrog because Pippin remembers not to touch the arrow. Then Boromir dies and back to square one.
And this keeps repeating over and over and over as their actions to keep one from dying accidentally cause someone else to die until they have all of the steps down pat and no longer give a shit except managing to move on from the fucking Anduin. They’ve been stuck there for days (not counting the time it took to march there from Imladris, through Moria, and through Lothlorien, over and over and over and over again).
Rinse and repeat as Sam accidentally falls to his death via One Slippery Rock, Legolas gets nailed by a very lucky Orc in Moria, it turns out Gimli can’t swim and neither can Legolas or Aragorn when trying to pull a fully armoured dwarf to the surface, Aragorn gets run over by Eomer, Merry and Pippin take turns getting skewered by hungry orcs, and Frodo gets murdered by Gollum (who is the only other one to know about the resets and is pretty cranky by the time he catches up).
And without fail, every single time one of them dies they get sent back to Imladris. At first its terrifying, then just plain confusing, then terribly depressing, and then... well they get used to it. Death no longer has meaning. The Quest suddenly seems a lot more cheerful. The end of the world is a lot less daunting when you know you can perpetually keep it from ending until you make sure you can fix it.
Though it is a bit confusing for everyone else during the Battle of Helm’s Deep when Gimli and Legolas are having their competition.
“Legolas! Two already!”
“I’m on seventeen!”
“Eh! I’ll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!”
Later
“Final count fifty-one thousand two hundred and eighty-two.”
“Well that’s not bad for a pointy-eared elvish princeling! I myself am sitting pretty on fifty-one thousand two hundred and eighty-three.”
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tathrin · 4 months
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My dumbass forgot how to walk down stairs today and now I'm sitting here with my dumbleg propped up on a pile of pillows, somebody take pity on my stupid painful self and distract me with some comments on my silly little elf-and-dwarf fanfics maybe?
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youssefguedira · 1 year
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lotr au snippet for you all this evening please enjoy them <3 (as always for @spacegirlsgang!)
Yusuf nearly doesn't approach him at all. 
Regardless of what Andy had said, when he reaches the small balcony she'd pointed him towards (more of a ledge, really, given its lack of any kind of railing) and sees Nicolò sitting there, his legs hanging over his edge and his back to Yusuf, shoulders slumped like he's carrying the weight of the world, it feels like something he shouldn't be witnessing. So he almost turns and goes back the way he came, certain that Andy, or one of the hobbits, or even Sebastien will do a better job, because Nicolò hates him – but his job is, in part, to make people smile. He is not as much of a fighter as everyone else in this cobbled-together company, but that he can do. 
Either way, before he can do anything, Nicolò turns and looks at him over his shoulder. He doesn't say a word. Yusuf is pinned in place by his gaze. 
"Hi," Yusuf says after an uncomfortably long pause. "Andy– I wanted to see if you were okay."
Nicolò's lips quirk up into the tiniest of smiles at that, so slight Yusuf wonders if he'd imagined it. He turns away, his back to Yusuf once more.
 "I know I'm not – I know we aren't friends, really, but. If you wanted to talk," Yusuf ventures, trails off mid-sentence when Nicolò shows no response. Maybe Andy was wrong, and he doesn't want company. Certainly not Yusuf's, at the least. 
He decides to try one more time, at the least so he can tell Andy he did try, and because it wouldn't be right, he thinks, to leave him like this without one more attempt.
"Can I sit?" he asks.
Nicolò is silent long enough that Yusuf considers leaving, but then he looks over his shoulder once more and nods. 
So Yusuf makes his way across the short space from the door to the ledge Nicolò is sitting on. He lowers himself down carefully, conscious of the fact that it's not particularly wide and there's barely an inch of space between them, and then swings his legs over the edge to mimic Nicolò's position. Below them, Lorien, in all its magical, eerie glory, and above them, through a break in the canopy of leaves, the stars. Somewhere, the elves are still singing the lament for Quynh, though it's faint, now. 
"I'm sorry," is what Yusuf says, because he can't think of anything else. From this distance, Nicolò's eyes are red-rimmed, and he looks – he looks tired. 
"Thank you," Nicolò responds. He doesn't look at Yusuf. Just keeps staring ahead. 
"I didn't know her well," Yusuf says, "but. She was kind." 
Nicolò is silent for a long time. Then – "She was my sister," Nicolò says, so quiet it's barely audible. 
And Yusuf doesn't know what to say to that, because what can he say? So instead, he sits in silence, and waits. 
After a while, Nicolò speaks again. "Tell me about something." 
Yusuf nods, probably too quickly. "About what?" 
"I don't know." Nicolò tilts his head then, finally looks at him properly. "You're a storyteller, no? Tell me a story." 
There's something so quietly vulnerable in his voice, so exhausted, that Yusuf couldn't refuse even if he wanted to. "Okay," Yusuf says. "Okay." 
So he does. 
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ladytauria · 5 months
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for the ask game <33 jaytim in lotr au maybe?
Tim is an elf—fairly young, as elves go. (Think Legolas, I suppose.) Jason is human. I think? I want Jason to be the ring-bearer. I know as far as LOTR canon goes a human would have been a p terrible choice but, we’re just going to ignore that :) Jason is unusually resistant to the ring’s power, but not like… completely so.
Jason is initially reluctant to take the journey but volunteers because it’s the right thing to do. He’s a voracious reader, he’s studied the histories and listened to the old stories. He knows exactly how terrible things will get if the Dark Lord (it’s gotta be Joker, right? altho maybe Ra’s is more fitting? or someone else completely?) isn’t stopped. Tim is a more eager volunteer because he does Not want to be stuck in his home forest anymore. He was quite sheltered, I think, though he definitely snuck out a lot. (&! maybe! met Steph? who definitely tags along as well.)
Jason & Tim don’t get along very well initially. I don’t think they hate each other or anything but Tim definitely says something insensitive about a human carrying the ring, especially after the last one. Jason fires back, & it just… sets the tone going forward.
However! When the Fellowship (Bruce, Dick, Babs, Steph, Cass, Jason, Tim, maybe Damian and/or Duke) splits up, Tim & Jason are the ones who end up venturing to Mordor together, and are forced to rely on each other in order to survive. Traveling solo also forces them to get to know each other, which they had maybe done a bit of?
The ring’s influence does eventually end up getting to Jason despite his best efforts, but, ultimately the ring is destroyed without fully corrupting him. When all is said and domed he’s self-deprecating about it—maybe telling Tim he was “right all along” not to trust him to carry it. Tim disagrees, though, and commends him for resisting as long as he did and commends him for his heart. They end up sailing away together to live in the immortal lands of the elves, eventually <3
Bonus: I don’t think things work like… 1:1 with the original characters. But—Bruce is the one to notice a need for the fellowship in the first place & brings them all together. He’s also the initial leader, until Moria, where he “dies.” Dick takes over after that, and maybe has a legacy as a king. Babs ensures Jason & Tim are able to escape, but instead of losing her life, she loses her ability to walk after a well-placed arrow hits her. Cass & Steph have an initial rivalry or dislike of each other but then begin to care for one another.
[ au ask game ]
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curiosity-killed · 7 months
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One of the joys of loving a piece of media for your entire remembered life is getting to engage with it from different perspectives and having different elements hit new chords as you grow, but the destruction of the forest at Isengard has engendered basically exactly the same horror and outrage as a six, sixteen, and twenty-six year old and tbh I think that’s the way jirt probably wanted it
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kindlythevoid · 8 months
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“But I must admit … that I hoped you would take to me for my own sake. A hunted man sometimes wearies of distrust and longs for friendship.”
Aragorn, The Fellowship of the Ring pg. 194
BREAKING NEWS: AREA MAN THAT FITS MYSTERIOUS LONER ARCHETYPE ACTUALLY DESPERATE FOR FRIENDS AND OPENLY ADMITS IT WITHOUT FANFARE
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doctorspork · 1 year
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I am starting to look for jobs and somehow the most stressful part is just writing the freaking email and finding a way to professionally say “please give me a job”
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REALIZATION: It’s possible that after Legolas goes to Valinor, if Arien is taking a break from her Sun duties, he’d actually get to meet her at some point! Which means... I’m picturing him excitedly dragging her over to Gandalf and saying, “Look, I finally found the Sun!”
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fuckyeahelijahwoodfan · 3 months
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John Rhyes Davies at New orleans comic con , meeting elijah and others and being so kind and wonderful human being that he is ..
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chevs-and-spiders · 2 years
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lazy boromir doodles
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Sent to me by a Twitter Moot Orlando Bloom on Instagram supporting Ismael <3
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 LOTR Cast supporting our Rings of Power Cast makes me so happy! <3 
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Would Legolas be able to see as far in this world as he does in Arda? Because if you think about it, Elves are only able to see so far because- on top of their already incredible eyesight- Arda was originally flat and became round but still appears flat to the Elves. Earth on the other hand was never flat- so would the whole "the world looks round for everyone else but flat for the Elves" thing still apply? Or would they just be seeing everything in 4k all the way up until the curvature makes it impossible to see any farther?
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