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pulpsandcomics2 · 4 days
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Dol Guldur
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Middle-earth shots of the week
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sotwk · 4 months
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Consider that was where Celebrian - her daughter - was held and possibly tortured... I think we can excuse a little excess rage power on Galadriel's behalf. Like the whole adrenaline-lifting-a-car-off-a-person kind of response rather than just being generally over powered.
Hi Anon!
Well, Celebrían was held and tortured in the Misty Mountains rather than Dol Guldur, but I can see your point about the Superpowered Mama Bear. :) After all, I'm a mom myself and I would unleash unspeakable horrors on whoever might hurt my children.
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Your comments were in response to my vent about why it took Galadriel so long to act and help Mirkwood/Thranduil take down Dol Guldur. She stepped in only in the end to "cleanse" it after Sauron had been vanquished.
Honestly, Galadriel's seeming lack of action throughout the history of Middle-earth is baffling to me, and I consider it one of the flaws in Tolkien's works (sorry, Professor!). We're told she's extremely powerful and one of the greatest of the Noldor Exiles. But we have no clue what she actually did during the Wars of Beleriand, or the Second Age, other than traveling a lot and giving advice to Celebrimbor, and taking Nenya (Rings of Power tried to wager guesses, but most fans hated the show's take). She probably saw the most action during the Third Age, but even so, even the little that is mentioned of Thranduil sees him going to war for his people and effectively Middle-earth. Galadriel seems to have mostly stayed in Lothlorien to give advice and defend her own territory.
So yeah, I guess what I'm saying is that is was rather a waste of a character to have her act on Dol Guldur just at the last minute, and we're not given a sufficient explanation why it took so long.
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coopsgirl · 1 month
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This day in Middle Earth history: March 28, TA 3019
Celeborn crosses Anduin; destruction of Dol Guldur begun.
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More from the Appendices: Though grievous harm was done to the fair woods on the borders, the assaults were driven back; and when the Shadow passed, Celeborn came forth and led the host of Lorien over Anduin in many boats. They took Dol Guldur, and Galadriel threw down its walls and laid bare its pits, and the forest was cleansed.
No more updates until April 8.
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cclumsyart · 7 months
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The Necromancer of Dol Gudur
For Scribbles & Drabbles 2023 - @fall-for-tolkien
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TH fic idea No. 2 (yes I have a weakness for MGiME sue me):
OFC used to pray to the Valar during her life (not believing in them at all but using them like a kind of spoken diary, reasoning that everyone is allowed to pick their own gods & they are just as likely to be real as the Christian one for example).
Then she dies.
And wakes up in Valinor meeting those of the Valar She has prayed to the most.
And they're like "well no idea what to do with you tbh guess you're one of ours now do you want cookies or sth?"
And she is like "bro are you for real this is brilliant I want to learn this and that and also..... "
And she hangs out with Yavannah and Oröme and Vana but mainly Aulë cus, yk, dwarves.
And he is like "sooo do you wanna join the halls of waiting?"
And she's like "idk lemme take a look" and there is Fili/Kili/Thorin whoever you prefer, hammering away at an anvil, and she's like NOOOOO fuck they already ded? Boooooh!"
And Mahal's like "yeah he's got trouble settling, feeling like he did not accomplish what he was supposed to" and she's like "well MAYBE that's because thats the TRUTH?!?!"
And the dwarves cannot really see her, she's more like a spectre with a distorted face merging with her background and a voice, but Fili/Kili/Thorin noticed her when she at one point breaks something in his forge while arguing with Mahal about how they deserve a second chance and while Fili/Kili/Thorin listen to how Mahal goes on about "we cannot disturb the music" she shouts "this music sucks anyway atm! Wouldn't hurt to change it! It's CLEAR some tunes are missing!"
And Mahal's like"wdym you HEAR the music?"
And she's like "well, yeah? And lemme tell you it can give ya a real headache at times."
Then she leaves saying that she's gonna bully Eru to give the Durins a second chance and Fili/Kili/Thorin, Who has been listening to that conversation, are like "ehem, Mahal, dear creator, am I high?" And he shortly explains about who the other voice was.
Well after some time OFC gets Eru to agree, and they take weeks to argue about the particularities and Option A is they end up with Fili/Kili/Thorin, Who has listened and therefor knows about what she's up to, to keep his memories of the quest while being sent back, but CANNOT disclose what he knows or how. Or something something bad will happen.
And OFC is like on the one hand "nice, hot dwarves and heroics" but then there are also orcs, the ring, no plumbing.... But whatever she'll make the best out of it.
So OFC argues that that's kinda harsh and convinces Dru to let her join them.
Option B and Eru's growing tired of her and is like "you know what? You can hear if the music starts to fuck up. You go down there as well! Be their personal Gandalf or whatever!" And the chosen Durin remembers os doesn't, or maybe just some vague stuff in dreams, I don't really care. But with this option there is nothing stopping them from sharing their knowledge.
She arrives quite literally at Gandalf's feet, explains stuff to him, and their first order of business is meeting up with Galadriel, Elrond and Glorfindel (she refuses to explain yet while she does NOT want Saruman involved, unsure if he ends up joining anyway no matter what she wants) and insists on freeing Thrain from Dol Goldur ASAP (using mostly book canon for this fic obv) so she has someone that can prove her story and give her some connections & shit.
OFC, with her fighting experience being drunk arm wrestling and nothing more, remains behind in Eryn Lasgalen while Legolas joins the aforementioned group in driving out Sauron.
Thrain is first treated in the Woodland Realm for the worst injuries, and during that time talks Some Shit through with Thranduil because, yk, they'll need him and his army later on.
Then they move to Rivendell, where Thrain heals and OFC gets SOME training (no, NOT Mary-Sue-ish, it takes YEARS to become properly adept at fighting, she has a few WEEKS, meaning she manages not to drop her sword any longer and shoot in the planned direction but THAT'S IT), then she has some kind of fight with Someone and leaves with some rangers for Ered Luin, Gandalf promising to deliver Thrain to his family as soon as he's fully healed.
OFC has been turned into a dwarf btw, INCLUDING the beard! In Ered Luin she finds a job at a tavern for starters and waits for either Thrain's arrival or Fili/Kili/Thorin to 'remember' (meaning his consciousness being sent back in time), because OFC herself arrived about a year before the start of the quest.
At one point, Fili/Kili/Thorin being regulars at her tavern, she recognises a change in their demeanor and introduces herself as *****(whatever name she had in Valinor) and they get to talking, F/K/T being SO glad to FINALLY having someone to talk about what happened.
They start hashing out the beginnings of a plan, but have to be careful for now so as to no one else picks up on their knowledge. OFC promises that *someone* (she totally is mysterious on purpose) will soon show up and help in that department.
One night, Gandalf arrives with Thrain, Thorin cries, Dìs faints, Fili & Kili get drinks ( and someone of course gets OFC) and joined by Balin & Dwalin the family celebrates and learns about Thrain & OFC's knowledge and they begin to form A Plan TM.
And then, there is plot I have no idea for.
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rohirric-hunter · 7 months
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I gotta stop looking at LotR timeliness while thinking about LotRO.
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theworldsoftolkein · 5 months
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Dol Guldur - The Former Capital of The Silvan Realm
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lotrscenery · 2 years
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Dol Guldur - Corfe Castle, England
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pursuitseternal · 7 months
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Freaky Friday (or whatever day you get to this)
Kinktober is upon us; let’s set the mood!
Share a snippet/sneak peek from a freaky WIP or a project you recently worked on and tag your fellow smut connoisseurs to see what everyone's been up to. Enjoy the spice and happy creating!
Thanks for the tag @lady-of-imladris !!
*searches through collection of questionable content* Well, I will have to go with my specially prepared Spooktacular Werewolf!Sauron fic.
I give you a snippet from “Trespassers Beware:”🐺
CW: bestiality, werewolf orgy (is that a thing? It is now), possession of wolves, shadow Sauron who can’t take form (hence the use of the wolves)
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As if to answer your desperate prayer, something hot trails over your mound. All you see is the hulking frame of that Great Wolf, eyes gleaming up from between your legs. “This wolf is strong, hungry,” your lover’s voice curls inside your mind, as if stoking your desire from within. “A most worthy alpha to use for what I have waited centuries to do to you once more.” His laugh spiked a new sort of shiver down your spine as the animal chuffed and sniffed your folds. “You better beg me to stay in control of this monster…”
“You wouldn’t for one second relinquish control to another,” you snap in return, “no I trust you to be in complete control to enjoy this perverted union.”
“Thousands of years and you finally have learned your fate,” his words brushed like a loving caress. “None shall have you as I have, not in this world or the next….”
His words soften as you feel the cold press of a snout between you folds. Hot and cold mingle in one delicious mix, making your every nerve light on fire. Hot breath, chilled nose. Hot tongues and saliva between your legs and around your wrists as you lay on the freezing ground. An offering to the Wolf Lord himself.
Suddenly you feel heated mouths panting on you. A tongue slips between your folds, lapping and licking with ferocity. A hunger barely bridled. But you can see nothing but black fur now wreathing your vision. More beasts descend upon you, eyes glowing. All under his influence.
“If I must only take what is mine through these wolves, I might as well make use of them all.” His voice tickles in both your ears, sounding from between your thighs, echoing inside your very mind. “And I will use them all at once, in case you doubt my power…”
Maws lower to both your pointed nipples, coating both in matching swirls of wolf-tongues. Your body floods, unable to take the contact on your skin. The heat and the wet saliva that trickles from your cunt, slipping down the side of your body as all three mouths make sloppy work of your pleasure. A graze of teeth against one nipple sends a scream from your lips, you try to lift your hands, but more fangs press softly into your wrists.
And then you hear that low, throated laugh shiver through your body and mind again.
“Why such a hurry?” he chuckles. “I am starved since last we coupled, as are you from the smell of you. Be still, Princess, my tongues will do you some good.”
Tagged by your Wolf Queen:
@myfavouritelunatic @marimosalad @bittersweetporky @jhalya @makeshiftdraco @tmwillson3 @lisenberry @klynnvakarian @scriberated @myrsinemezzo @feralgardenparty
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tathrin · 1 year
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😘 your tags. #you know what you're risking but these are still YOUR TREES you can't think of them as a trap even though you know danger lurks here #you know and yet AND YET— That part got me like they originally started the trip to aman but stayed in the forest for a reason
Ahh thank you, anon. I have a completely normal amount of feelings about Mirkwood/Greenwood shhhhh.
And so do the Wood-elves who live there, of course, and that's why they never left; not when the Valar called them, and not when their forest was overrun by the terrible darkness of the ever-creeping Shadow of the dread Dark Lord, not when their own unhoused spirits started being caught and trapped and twisted to become part of that darkness, because even with Sauron himself squatting in their former fortress it was still their forest and nothing was going to make them leave their trees. That forest is their home and more than that, that's who they are. They do not leave it lightly.
(It's why the Sea-Longing hits Legolas so particularly hard, I think. It's not something that his people are often afflicted with, in my take on Middle-earth; the Wood-elves didn't leave the first time, they have no ties or memories to call them there, they go sometimes but they don't know the longing for Aman the way the Calquendi do, not very often anyway...so when it hits him, he's not only not ready to leave the Middle-earth that he loves nor the people in it but also I think he feels a little bit guilty, a little bit disloyal, that he even wants to leave in the first place. Because he's a Wood-elf of Mirkwood! Why does his heart long for distant white shores more than for the black and twisted trees of his beloved home!? He shouldn't want to go but he does and it hurts, it hurts to want to leave...)
[tags referenced from here]
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gnomescarfcomics · 4 days
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Middle-earth shots of the week
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helenvader · 1 year
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@maironiiel I cannot add pictures in the ask box for some reason, so here you are. I hope it can cheer you up a bit.
This is a lego scene we built with a friend a couple of years ago.
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It was a perfectly calm day…
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...in Dol Guldur.
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It was Halloween, and the giant spiders were having fun with Legolas, just as every year.
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Nothing seemed to be out of ordinary. Including Thranduil's arachnophobia.
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The Necromancer was reading a book and he enjoyed it a lot, until - on page 582 - his favourite character was killed by the author!!!
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No!!!!!!
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Something needs to be done!!!!
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Since the Nazgul were away tricking and treating…
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...he summoned the horrible…
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...panda!
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Together they managed to imprison the author who was responsible for the Necromancer's spoilt day! Seems like Gandalf and Radagast might attempt to liberate him though.
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You can always count on the good guys to spoil any fun!
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At least there's coffee, Melkor be praised!
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And the whole scene:
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heinekenskyw4lker · 1 year
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colored sketch vs a steep descent into suffering from the itch to make these two look revoltingly soft and serene. napping. again. on the rich grass. 🌼
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STILL FALLS THE RAIN ON THREE OF THE NINE -- BUT TRUE DARKNESS NEVER RESTS.
PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on the doomed servants of the Dark Lord Sauron, Ring-wraiths, three of the Nine Black Riders in the rain, artwork by John Howe, c. 2006.
And it's still raining for the third consecutive day here in Soutehrn California, which is nothing short of a fucking anomaly because it never rains here more than a day or even a few hours at a time. It's fucking hot down here, don't come here. 🌧️⚔️💀🌧️🗡️
Source: https://atolkienistperspective.wordpress.com/2014/02/20/identity-and-origins-of-the-nazgul.
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homura507 · 2 years
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Gandalf confirmed that the Necromancer, the master of Dol Guldur, was Sauron.
(the scene of the Hobbit in Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt style, tracing)
Sauron, Gandalf and Saruman in maiar form
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