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redbootsindoriath · 10 months
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Dungalef sure is a master of disguise 🤣💖
Apparently so! The only alternative is that Sauron is just kinda dumb.
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cilil · 8 days
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With mind-pictures being a thing in the legendarium, Ainur have an advanced method of sending dick pics, send tweet
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that-angry-noldo · 1 year
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alright i had the wildest dream so buckle up.
So there's this elf, right. I have no idea what's his name. It may or may not have been Gwindor. Anyhow, Morgoth's very excited he managed to capture him, right? He carries him around the fortress babbling gleefully in his deep metallic voice while Gwindor is struggling for his life not to get crushed by Morgoth's fingers (he's carrying him in a fist). They pass this thing that resembles both cage and refrigerator. It's made out of black iron and is giant. "Neat design", I note as I see dead elves hanging on the bars like some bugs. (I have to steal it for myself because Morgoth absolitely would™). We can catch a glimpse of some elf inside. Poor thing. Anyways, moving on. Morgoth continues rambling excitedly, presumably about how and when will he torture Gwindor. Gwindor tries his best not to faint (me too, mate), when Morgoth suddenly decides he's hungry. He sets Gwindor on a giant table and goes to the cage. It takes him a few minutes, during which my mind goes from "yipeeee cannibalism time heheee" to "oh no WAIT no um no that's rated 18+ and we're 17 DO YOU REALLY WANT US TO WRITE A CANIBALLISM SCENE IMAGINE TAGGING ALL OF THAT naaah mate" so unfortunately for Morgoth, from this point on the dream turns from dark and grim torture porn into a lesson about... power of friendship?? Anyways Morgoth, for whom my mind had to create a believable reason not to eat elven flesh in 2 seconds, begrudgingly turns around and grabs Gwindor again, because now that he doesn't want flesh he needs to go to kitchens and he doesn't want Gwindor hiding under a couch (the furniture in the house is GIANT by the way) so he puts him inside a cage. May I remind you that it's decorated with dead elves and absolutely stinks. Gwindor lays shellshocked, as do I, when a voice from the above floor of the cage says "yo mate, do you want to escape?" so Gwindor goes "UM YES OF COURSE I WANT TO ESCAPE??? THIS IS LITERALLY A NIGHTMARE" and the voice from above says "cool follow me"
cue to epic escape montage during which my mind lets me know that the other two elves on the cage are daeron and EONWE?? EONWE DEAREST THE HECK YOU FORGOT AT MORGOTH'S??? anyways they escape in what is basically epic anime montage (eonwe is the anime protagonist. i am as confused as gwindor and daeron) and head to nargothrond. ON THEIR WAY they meet Finrod and Co and fight them because come on morgoth a king of nargothrond on a suicide quest?? you gotta do better than that. (I AM FINROD APOLOGIST. I'M GRITTING MY TEETH BECAUSE THIS IS FINROD AND CO SLANDER. IN MY DREAM. WHICH MY MIND CREATED.) they end their fight convinced that it is finrod and eonwe says "cool mate i'm gonna join you y'all sound awesome". all the time finrod is going ???? in his mind. same, finrod, same.
i wake up leaving Gwindor and Daeron very confused, Eonwe on Lay of Leithian quest beating Sauron's ass, and Finrod faintly whispering "this wasn't in the script" and "none of these words are in the bible". now, can someone please explain me WHAT THE HECK this was and how do i sign up for more.
sincerely, your angry noldo.
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thesolarangel · 1 year
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- You know, I can never get those elvish names right, they're just so complicated....
- Oh you mean Gil-Gadaddy, Schmelrond, Celebimbo and Elendilf?
@elronds-pointy-ears💕
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sotwk · 2 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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thecoolblackwaves · 10 days
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Another Fic for @candcweek !!! This one is independent to the "Kiss and Marry" multi chapter one I've got going -- in fact, it's part of a different universe. A modern AU I'm calling Family Of Nerds (I made a post a post it). Join C+C as they have a little picnic date at sunset.
Fandom: The Silmarillion
Pairing: Tyelkormo/Curufin (implied)
Tags/Warnings: Modern AU, Family Of Nerds AU, Motorcycles, Stargazing, Implied Incest, Ambiguous Relationships, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff
Word Count: 1k
Summary: “At about eight years old, Tyelkormo had become obsessed with outerspace and astronomy, spending many hours in their backyard with a small telescope. Little Curvo often joined him - sometimes even sneaking out past his bedtime - to observe the twinkling lights and listen to the history his brother read about in his library books. Stargazing had become a private tradition for the two of them.”
AO3 A/N: This is set in my “Family of Nerds'' universe. My Tumblr blog @thecoolblackwaves has a post explaining it - basically, it’s a modern AU where Feanor, a philologist, and Nerdanel, an arts professor, have raised their kids to be their fully authentic, artistic, nerdy selves. Tyelko is a bow and arrow wielding forest ranger and gym bro, Curvo is a ballet dancer who failed to go professional and now creates jewelry and accessories for dance companies instead. I’m hoping to continually add to this universe! Not all installments are slash/incest, neither are they linear, but with this one it’s implied. Also I know absolutely nothing about motorcycles or astronomy so sorry for any inaccuracies.
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Tyelkormo’s favorite brother needed cheering up, and by god was he going to do it!
He wasn’t sure what exactly had happened between Curvo and Angrod, but whatever it was, they had both stormed out of their grandfather’s house visibly upset. While he generally got on with that particular half-cousin, Curufin always came first for him. Always. So he tailed him home and watched closely as his little brother sulked around the kitchen - not eating anything, though he eyed some chips - and then took a rather violent sounding shower.
Curufin tended to deny himself food when his emotions were in turmoil. A leftover habit from ballet classes, he suspected. Even though he wanted nothing more than to eat away his feelings, and was no longer required to maintain a ruthlessly flawless physique, he would instead choose to punish himself. Tyelkormo wasn’t having it.
He snuck around the house to gather his supplies, careful not to alert his brother to the opening and closing of doors. He then went into Curufin’s bedroom and laid out warm, comfortable clothes, along with his own leather motorcycle jacket and spare boots.
“What are you doing?”
Curufin’s voice, though flat, held no malice as he moped in with a towel around his waist. Tyelkormo considered this a private victory. Even when he felt like shit, Curvo awarded him and him alone his patience and the softer, more vulnerable sides of his personality.
“I thought I could take you on a ride for a while. It’s a beautiful night, and I want to spend time with you.”
“Are you gonna ask me what happened once I’m trapped next to you going eighty miles an hour?”
“No, I won’t ask unless you want me to. And only seventy-five, don’t wanna deal with state troopers.”
Curufin snorted, then he nodded. He shut the door and dropped his towel, casual nudity not bothering him, and got dressed.
They wheeled the bike out of the garage, Tyelkormo giving it a kickstart. Curufin secured his helmet and sat behind him, holding on tight as they peeled out of the driveway. Sharp winds whipped around their bodies and twilight glittered across the horizon.
Tyelkormo pulled into a fast food drive-thru despite his brother’s feeble protests. He also paid for their meals, despite louder protests, and drove them down scenic country roads to a secluded field.
He unpacked a picnic blanket from one of his saddle bags and heard Curvo snort in surprise. Grinning to himself, he also pulled out the candle he had nicked from the dining room table and lit it with a flourish, setting it safely within a wide metal dish and laying it in the center of their blanket.
Curufin was giggling uncontrollably now, pink in the face, looking light and happy. He gracefully fell into a seated position and divied out their cheeseburgers and french fries.
“Sorry this isn’t chocolate covered strawberries and wine, or anything, but I was starving,” Tyelkormo said, laughing as well.
“It’s fine, I prefer this anyway. When did you come up with the idea for a picnic?” Curvo asked curiously as he drowned his fries in honey mustard sauce. Tyelko wrinkled his nose.
“While you were showering. I wanted to take you out to dinner, but I also wanted to be alone with you, and it’s so nice outside today. Seemed like a good compromise.”
“It is,” Curufin reassured. “This is nice. Peaceful.”
They fell silent for some time, admiring the last streaks of sunset while they finished their food. Around them, insects chirped and buzzed, and a few fireflies emerged from the grasses.
Curufin laid back with a sigh, arms crossed behind his head. Tyelkormo quickly joined him after blowing out the candle, cuddling close to his side.
“Will you tell me about the constellations?” his younger brother asked.
It was a question he’d heard many times over the years. At about eight years old, Tyelkormo had become obsessed with outerspace and astronomy, spending many hours in their backyard with a small telescope. Little Curvo often joined him - sometimes even sneaking out past his bedtime - to observe the twinkling lights and listen to the history his brother read about in his library books. Stargazing had become a private tradition, the vast night skies had witnessed the making of many intimate memories between them.
“Well, there’s Orion-Orome, the Hunter. He rides a white horse, Pegasus-Nahar - the one right there, to the left - and leads the hunt for evil creatures. Sometimes he’s accompanied by a pack of dogs led by Canis-Huan Major, the one stretching out its leg.”
“That’s who you named Huan after, right?” Curufin asked, curling into his side. Tyelkormo put his arm around his shoulders and played with the ends of his hair with his free hand.
“Yeah, that’s right! The best boy in the whole world. You know, he once helped the big constellation, Andromeda-Luthien, to defeat Cepheus-Morgoth. She was said to be incredibly beautiful, and sang a song that enchanted him so she could steal the jewels from his crown, and rode away on the dog’s back with her husband Perseus-Beren. It’s that one to the right straight ahead.”
“Sounds unfair to me,” Curufin muttered, “Stealing someone’s symbol of power. Where did she go?”
“No one knows, they disappeared into the night, never to be seen again. Some say that when great heroes die, they turn into stars themselves. For example, Cygnus-Elwing. She sacrified herself to save her people and turned into a bird flying the skies, then became a star with her husband, Auriga-Earendel. There’s a myth that once a year, they board his ship and sail across the skies as a bright shooting star.”
Curufin hummed, cuddling closer. He kissed his brother’s cheek.
“I don’t know how people come up with this stuff. I just like the way the light shines from them, it’s beautiful.”
“It is,” his brother agreed. “Like you.”
“Oh, sap. Knock it off.”
“Never. Oh look, Curvo, there’s a shooting star now!”
Closing his eyes and smiling, Curufin rested his hand over Tyelkormo’s heart.
“I’ve got everything I need.”
“Oh, my god. You call ME sappy?”
The End :)
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mercurygray · 16 days
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From one fic writer to another: How do you keep writing? I'm particularly writing romantic fics between MOTA's characters and my own OCs, but I can't continue anymore because what I write is too optimistic for real life, and the stories contain deep emotions that will never come true. Yet, there's still a passion inside me to write, but the voice saying, "What's the point of writing all this if they are not real, they can not be real?" keeps getting louder.
Anon, I'm sorry this got stuck in my box over the weekend - I wanted to make sure you got a real answer and life got in the way.
Your ask reminds me of a quote by JRR Tolkien that made its way onto my dash this weekend - this quote is from his essay "On Fairy Stories" and I think applies equally to the heart of your question as it does to what's currently happening on Masters of the Air.
Here's the Professor (emphasis my own):
I have claimed that Escape is one of the main functions of fairy-stories, and since I do not disapprove of them, it is plain that I do not accept the tone of scorn or pity with which “Escape” is now so often used: a tone for which the uses of the word outside literary criticism give no warrant at all. In what the misusers are fond of calling Real Life, Escape is evidently as a rule very practical, and may even be heroic. In real life it is difficult to blame it, unless it fails; in criticism it would seem to be the worse the better it succeeds. Evidently we are faced by a misuse of words, and also by a confusion of thought. Why should a man be scorned if, finding himself in prison, he tries to get out and go home? Or if, when he cannot do so, he thinks and talks about other topics than jailers and prison-walls? The world outside has not become less real because the prisoner cannot see it. In using escape in this way the critics have chosen the wrong word, and, what is more, they are confusing, not always by sincere error, the Escape of the Prisoner with the Flight of the Deserter.
Real Life is hard. It's endless, and it's numbing, and it makes us often feel powerless. There are lots of ways we can take action on this, and engaging in something creative is one of them, because creating gives us power. I know that sometimes the only reason I write is for the simple pure joy of saying "I put these words on this page in this order and they make sense to me" and in that moment I can feel like I'm in control of something, even if it's just those words or my own scattered brain. Maybe that doesn't do anything in the grand scheme of things, but it helps me get to tomorrow.
I hope it helps you get to tomorrow, too.
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lemmylemons · 1 year
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Ok so I'm ranking all the characters worst to best, based on likeability and whose most leveled up for me (I'm biased, it's different for everyone)
(SPOILERS!!)
Last place for me - Tupperware. I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST TOLKIEN HE'S ADORABLE, BUT HOLY FUCK HIS MOVES SUCK ASS, LIKE LEGIT HE HAS ONE HIT ATTACK, A TURRET THAT GOES IN ONE DIRECTION AND BARELY DOES ANYTHING, AND THEN ONE WHERE HE SWITCHED PLACES AND GIVES A TINY SHIELD. That's it. His ultimate sucks too 😔.
11. Toolshed. Stan's like, the most boring character to me, he only goes a little higher than Tupperware cause he can actually fucking hit people. But damn he's just ... Boring.
10. Not much higher than Toolshed, Human Kite. Kyle's also a really boring character to me in the game, he only goes higher cause he's more leveled up and I use him more than Stan.
9. Wonder Tweek. I LOVE Wonder Tweek but he's like, mid range for me. I love him as a healer, but his attacks suck. But he's really useful and really cute in game, especially with Super Craig where Super Craig always tells him he believes in him and Tweek should believe in himself.
8. Professor Chaos, I LOVE BUTTERS, FAV CHARACTER. AND CHAOS ALWAYS CALLS MY CHARACTER CUTE WHICH IS LIKE?? But Chaos and Tweek tie for me, but Chaos goes a little higher as he has more attacks (his minion attack is great if you need an extra turn), but he's a little weak for me.
7. Fastpass. Jimmy is also one of my all time favs!! I love Fastpass, he's a mid range good all arounder for me in small fights, I love him :]
6. Mosquito, worst character in game fucking for real. On likeability, he goes last place (making a list on that too.) But he's really strong and the gross out effect is great.
5. Kenny isn't my fav South Park character, but holy hell he's useful in this game. Mysterion has the ability to come back after dying as a ghost who can heal his team or just put effects on enemies. Which is great if your team is down and you need to quickly start giving out remedies.
4. The Coon. I hate to say it, but Cartman is a great character (in terms of fighting, he's HELLA op) He's really unlikeable in this game, which isn't too out of the ordinary, but he's a fucking bullshit character that I love to use ... Until he recently got kicked off my team.
3. Super Craig, GOD, he's so great, even tho he has 2 minimal one space attacks and a shield, like his health is hella op and he's super strong. The one down side is he's the target for everything istg, he always has effects on him anytime he's in play.
2. WENDY IS MY ULTIMATE FAV IN THIS GAME, SHE'S SO NICE. The demons got out sorry, she's amazing. But Call-Girk might not have the best attacks in game BUT JESUS SHE'S STRONG, LIKE, THE CARTMAN FIGHT, SHE DID MOST OF THE DAMAGE FR. She has some low health, mainly cause she's one of my newer characters, but she's great.
1. MY STRONGEST, BEST CHARACTER IS *very shitty drum roll* CAPTAIN DIABETES! Scott Malkinson is already so cute BUT GOD DAMN, HE'S INSANELY STRONG, JAS BARELY DIED AND ISTG I DON'T CHANGE HIM OUT CAUSE HE'S JUST SO GOOD.
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giffingthingsss · 6 months
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I think Humphrey Carpenter is wrong…to talk about them becoming cold towards one another. I saw nothing of this at all. When I first met him [tolkien], he invited me to see him…he said 'you've got thirty minutes' and he put out one of these big alarm clocks in front of me. You could hear it in the next room 'tick tick tick.' He did most of the talking himself. I was so worried about the clock and 'tick tick tick tick', so finally, he was in the middle of telling me something about Lewis when I said, 'it's half an hour!' He said, 'Sit still. I am the Lord of the Clock, I'll tell you when you can go.' Then when he'd led me to the door he could not have been more tender. He held my arm and he said, 'I'm so sorry you've lost your great friend.' And I said, 'But you've lost one who you knew much longer.' He said, 'No, what makes your case much sadder than mine is you were just beginning to love him. I had many years, but you, you are to be pitied.' Anyway, I found that after that he could not have been nicer in talking about Lewis. One time when I was editing, I showed him some of the letters I was editing from Lewis to Arthur Greeves, 1929…that he and Tolkien stayed up till very, very late as he was reading some of the Middle Earth documents. So I assumed this was the Lord of the Rings. So I asked Professor Tolkien, 'was this the Lord of the Rings…' 'Oh no, no' he said, 'No story had been written. I wasn't really interested in writing stories. I was interested in creating a world. And so it was a language and geneologies and the land that I was interested in, not stories. But you know what a BOY Jack Lewis was. He had to have a story. And that story, the Lord of the Rings, was written to keep him quiet!'... Anyway, Tolkien said, 'Do you know Jack Lewis is the only friend I've ever had who has written more since he died than before.' And I said, 'I know exactly what you mean, and exactly the same will happen to you.' He said, 'No it won't, no it won't, because I don't have that much material, and Christopher won't know what to do.' Wow, was he wrong... But he loved Lewis very much. I think he would have been appalled by what others said about this getting cold. His son John Tolkien told me that he took his father up to see Lewis right before Lewis died, a number of visits he paid to the Kilns to see him. And I said, 'Do you know what they talked about?' He said, 'I remember they talked about Malory's Morte D'Arthur and whether trees ever died.'
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redbootsindoriath · 10 months
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Oh.
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Okay.
I’m honestly pretty surprised because this was supposed to just be a goofy little blog where I put nonsense stuff that maybe a few people would see and then move on.  Even the tagging system I use is because I didn’t care about the blog being easy to find.  However, unlike Fëanor, I don’t mind finding myself with more followers than I planned for.
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Thank you all so much for being here, I hope I’m not disappointing anyone in any way, and to those of you who have been here since the beginning, thanks for your patience.
I’m hoping to do something big-ish for a proper celebration and thank you, but I didn’t really plan ahead much so it might be a while before I’m able to get something pulled together.  In the meantime, here’s a Third Age Finrod.
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Again, thanks to all of you for being here and being so nice (whether I’m active or not), and for all of the wonderful comments, and for the reblogs that have spread my nonsense much further across the fanbase than I would ever have imagined.
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[Fingolfin:] “Yeah well I never liked you anyway.  Idiot.”
[Mouth of Sauron:] “Is there anyone in this rout with authority to treat with me?” [Finrod:] “Of course!  I’m Dungalef and this is my good friend...uh...Nrogara Rassele.”
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hyunsvngs · 7 months
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Other than the monsters and monstrosity course, I'm taking an English lit Enlightment class? I can't remember what was going through my brain when I chose this?? probably cuz it just fit on my schedule where I only have to go on campus twice a week 💀 I was going to take Beowulf or Chaucer, but that's for spring 😭 and Tolkien is taught by a nitpicky prof 💀 I only need 8 units for my MA per semester though :D
I had theory criticism research last semester— don't take theory criticism research. I strongly believe that whoever created some of them were just crusty dusty failed writers. For my BA though: I took both fiction/non fiction writing, romantics period, English and environment (that was amazing), american poetry, Shakespeare, and a bunch of other things!
-🍵💌 (sorry I got a little excited)
WOW OK DONT APOLOGISE THAT SOUNDS SO FUN?!?) i’m currently only doing my BA but i wanna do my MA in englit too!!!
i did monsters and monstrosity in my first year and i rly enjoyed it but the professor was SOOO DULL HONESTLY. but i be the same. i am literally in uni for two hours a week this semester LMFAOOO im just so lazy
ALSO. ROMANTICS PERIOD IS LIKE MY FAVE PERIOD OF LITERATURE WVER. I LOVE IT COULD STUDY IT NONSTOP!!!!!! IM GLAD UR TAKIN THAT ITS SOOO GOOOODD
pls keep me UPDATED I LOVE IT
♡ juno
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16, 17 and 18
16. One of your favourite tropes
Arranged marriage is one of my sweetest indulgences.
17. Something you love that you don’t often share because you’re worried what others will think
I'm not sure there is anything I secretly love. I think I can be quite shameless in fandom, as I hope everyone else would be as well. Just unapologetically enjoy what you enjoy!
18. Something you initially did not like but came around to
Back when I was a baby shipper, I monoshipped intensely and I couldn't even look at Glorthelion or even just Ecthelion content at all. Now that I'm older and hopefully a little wiser, I have grown to love him. I find a lot of joy writing stories with him, to the point that he is now my favourite side character to write in a fic. Funny enough, I find my own personal voice is closest writing Ecthelion! 😂 I will always be Glorfindel/Erestor end game and I will probably take my love for them to my grave, but that is not to say I don't enjoy Ecthelion as a good friend, or as an ex, or as I have recently discovered the joys of, the third person to cap off a most excellent threesome this side of Arda. And! As I have also recently agreed with a friend, I am now brave enough to admit that Ecthelion is, in fact, likely the true fairest of all the "fairest" Elves dear Professor Tolkien ever described as such in canon. He is the only one with the title who isn't The Main Character™ so you know, that just makes it easier to believe! (Conversely, sorry to Fëanor but you, sir, are the Professor's favourite, so I take every superlative about you with a grain of salt.)
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sauroff · 11 months
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🔮You can reach into the Beyond and ask the Professor to settle one (1) debate for you.
Ok, I have like 3 of these so, again, sorry to the other anon! I'll give one serious answer and one "I just want Tolkien to kick me in the face" answer. The things I have more doubts about are the ones we know Tolkien didn't know/hadn't decided either. Also, since I have only read the Silm and some small parts of some of the other related books, some of my questions might already have answers. I'll make these based on what's stated on the Silmarillion, LOTR and The Hobbit, and nothing more. So, first question: If given the chance, would the orcs be able to form a peaceful society and live alongside the other races? Like, we know he didn't know how they came to be and what would happend to them after, but I'm curious about this in particular. Second question: Twink Annatar, yes or no?
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sotwk · 3 months
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I've always thought that the reason for Tolkien elves losing interest in sex after having the kids that they want is a by-product of his Catholicism. My mum was raised Catholic and she says that she was raised to believe that children were the thing that redeemed sex and that ideally sex wouldn't happen at all. (Idk if that's a universal experience but it was hers) So it makes sense that Tolkien's elves, as 'higher' more spiritual beings would be less sexual beings and so would not partake in sex after they'd had their kids. (Which is why I ignore that particular titbit of Tolkien lore😉)
Ooof! I'm quite familiar with Catholic teachings on sex, and it sounds like the values your mom grew up with were quite extreme! (Religious values and beliefs run across a very wide spectrum, but let's not invite debates on that!) That sounds a lot more like something Mrs. Kim from Gilmore Girls would say. LOL.
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I admit I lean more towards the puritan, "higher being" interpretation of Elves, especially the Calaquendi who have seen the Light of the Trees. There has to be something that distinguishes them from the other Middle-earth races, and temperance when it comes to carnal needs and urges (i.e. sex, food), is one of those characteristics. So yes, Elves are less interested in sex than Dwarves, Hobbits, but especially Men, but even their appetites vary within their race.
When it comes to the SotWK AU's interpretation of Thranduil and his Elvenqueen wife, Maereth, here is a rundown of my take on it:
(My headcanons are mostly guided by what was written in the LaCE, because I'm a Type-A nerd who likes rules and manuals, but these are just MY interpretation of it. It's not hardline LaCE compliant either, and regardless, my takes are neither canon nor law!)
Thranduil and Maereth are descendants of Calaquendi, but had not made the journey themselves. Technically, Maereth is closer to the Light of the Trees and arguably more "blessed" in that manner, since her mother was born in Tirion (Valinor), as opposed to Oropher who never completed the journey.
Thranduil was always more free-spirited ("as wild as one of Araw’s Kine", Oropher described him in my fic "The Crown") than the average Sinda, and over the years became even more alike the Silvan people he ruled over.
Silvans are culturally more sexual than the Sindar or Noldor, not necessarily in the sense of being promiscuous, but rather that they take more pleasure in the act itself as way of bonding with their partners, not just for the sake of begetting children.
The Silvans do not lose interest in sex even after thousands of years, and are able to retain monogamous relationships with their partners because Elven bonds (platonic, familial, romantic, etc.) are as enduring as their physical immortality.
This is what helps the Silvan/Greenwood population endure through the millennia, throughout the "Mirkwood" dark ages, and into the Fourth Age and beyond in Eryn Lasgalen. They keep having sex, keep reproducing, and their population is sustained even through attacks and wars.
Oh, and culturally, the Silvans also love children and celebrate the process of raising them as a community. That's a key factor in their population growth too.
Thranduil and Maereth are, foregoing more eloquent terms, absolutely bananas for each other. Epic, epic, love along the vein of Professor Tolkien's love for his wife Edith, and its parallel romance--Beren and Lúthien. Could you imagine Lúthien replacing or loving anyone other than Beren? (I guess you can imagine anything in fandom, but I hope you get my point.) Well, it's the same with Thranduil and his Elvenqueen. It's a rather unpopular take on his love life, but that's how it is at least in the SotWK AU.
So yeah, they never tire of each other and never stop wanting each other, in any way, by any definition. They naturally stop begetting children after Legolas (their 5th), but the lovemaking definitely continues.
Sorry for the delay in this response, Anon--I hope you're still able to see and read this. And I hope the uncalled-for infodump makes it better, not worse! LOL. Thank you for the Ask!
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Heya - for a (hopefully) pleasant ask: Any art you see recently really make you 'oooh'? I've seen some really good stuff go around in the fandom recently.
Hi! Thanks so much for the ask! :) Sorry I'm getting back to you so late! It's partly because this is hard to answer, since there's just so much good art going around all the time, and I wouldn't want to overlook anyone, either!
I will say I just saw this AMAZING art of Goldberry recently, and that made me very happy because she isn't illustrated as often as characters who are featured in the LOTR movies:
And I also saw this art of Aegnor that really love, as well as this artist's other work:
There is also this absolutely stunning art by Alystraea, which is one that I've known about for quite a while, but it did just cross my dash again, and it is just incredible (like all of her things!)
I also loved Khorazir's recent artwork for Tolkien's birthday:
It has the fox in it!!!!! I literally showed this to my mom and I was like THE FOX! It's a wonderful tribute to the Professor :)
In terms of other Tolkien art I have recently seen, I just got the new book that Alan Lee illustrated, The Fall of Numenor, and the paintings in it are AMAZING, unfortunately I don't have digital versions.
This post could easily go on and on and on. I feel like I see a million new pieces of amazing Tolkien-inspired art every day.
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Why Am I Getting Back to Tolkien's Fandom : The Holding No Grudge And About D*mn Time to Take Unhealthy Memory Away off My Chest.
TW & CW: Shitpost. Long Post. Rambling. Millenial Gen's Stuffs. A Bit of Language. Mention of Bullying. Mention of Depressive Disorder.
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Okay, I think it's time to manifest myself from what I'd held as grudge for years. Because this post reminds me, in the positive way.
I've started to fond of and love The Lord of the Rings when I was in my primary school; my younger brother and my sweetest best friend forever introduced me to the Middle Earth, and yes, I fall for this magical and charming fandom right away. We can talk about LOTR universe for hours.
When I was in middle school, I met my another best friend forever. She loves many things, which similar to me, one of them - LOTR universe. And we were like many teenage girls who have big crush over Legolas and Aragorn, we had been co-writing modern girls in Middle Earth fan fic, also she even illustrated our writing. Her arts are unique and incredible.
Time went by, I was lucky again to meet the friends who shared the love of LOTR in high school (somes stop contacting friends after graduating and somes get the new lives - lifestyle changing). But all the joys from the Middle Earth weren't lessen, I drew fanarts and exchanging fics in friends' circle. We knew that our fics were cringy, but we were enjoying and care-free to write.
At University, that was the peak of fondness and love toward LOTR universe. Before The Hobbit : Unexpected Journey dropped, they released DVDs - extended limited edition with beautiful artworks on iron boxes, including BTS. Thought they were getting my allowance much, but I was willing as a fan (I still remember I must had instant noodles as meals for half month 🤣). And I kept rewatching them whever I wanted, instead of the old VCDs. And I was super happy, because my professors are fans of LOTR too. Sometimes they talked about films and books in classes, but I didn't mind. And it was surprised that a teacher in my faculty is the one who translating the main trilogy books, she was my another best friend forever's professor!
When The Hobbit was dropped, me and my younger brother went watching the film at theatre in the city, with new Dolby Atmost system and super ultra HD screen. That was good experience.
But that time, I had been in one Japanese Anime+Manga's fandom too, since I was in 11th grade. In the community's webboard, I had spent most time in Fan Fiction forum. Because I wrote many fics, I happeneing to befriend with many lovely members.
And when I moved to University and a member in my circle returned back from Canada, we held many meetings. We usually roastes on junks-so-called-novels many times, then we established a webboard for writing parodies and satires to those shits with our totally new OCs - which not related to any fandoms. And yes, in the circle, LOTR and The Hobbit Trilogy are everyone's favourite. We talked about them for hours in webboard's chatted box.
In new webboard, we took turns on theme and universes for our OCs, for writing novels and roleplaying. And we all knew that if one OC has romantic relationship with another in each universe, it have to be fixed in those universes. No crossing. But it happened. By the one who returned from Canada and I was always respecting her as close as sister. Then I felt so bad about her, but I never talk to anyone in the group, except my best bitches forever who happened to be my roomate that time.
She did that many times, people who involved with the characters were confused, but let her did them. The real things are she becoming the real bitch and arsehole. And I swear, I'm not lying. Many people in the group I've still befriended with seeing what she had done to me and others, like a jerk.
Twice (or three) meetings, I didn't be at the places on times because of traffic jams. I did say sorry to everybody, they forgave me, but that bitch acted like she was idiot. Yes. After we agreed what would we had for lunches, she hit her head to the back rest, or sometimes, making complains but not directly. And they were not end easily, she kept sabotaging me on chatted box in front of everyone. A few friends soothed me that they were alright. Until one day, when the last Hobbit's film was dropping, we discusses in chatted box, I mentioned; Which characters in Tolkienverse were alike to our OCs.
Yep. It was like volcano erupting gravely and heavily. She threw tantrum over me about how dare I calling myself as a fan, why did I state some headcanons which weren't popular (and don't suit with her preferences) and why was I being the big fucking idiot - talking shits. And she couldn't stand me anymore. So I apologise her of what had I done wrong. After that, whenever I posted things on my Facebook which did not concern about her at all, she usually roasted me or the proper word was carping.
Whilst at the world outside internet, I had been stressful for years, since my Russian grammar examination's scores were awful. I couldn't be able to enjoy many things which usually gave me joy and happiness, including Tolkienverse. I told myself that they were just stress, and they would go away. But they didn't
Every single time I picked up the book or DVD, my thought was keep getting back to that slut. Even my best friends forever couldn't help me in long term. I stopped rewatching all films and re-reading all books, and retreating myself to be alone. That's the time I have depressive disorder. The cause isn't entirely because of that wench, but she is a part in this whole rubbish things.
Can you believe? I had been abandoned Tolkineverse for 10 years. Everytime I saw anything relating, I felt so bad and going down, even lower than the ground - living in the hole might be precisely.
But, last year, I've been recovered and (kinda) back from the death. I manage, deal and break all traumas; since I've this thought - "Why am I let those shits and nonsense which consuming my happiness and stealing my joy as human away? I must fight them, confront them and destroying them, If I want to be happy again with my life and enjoying things around me, including long lost fandoms.
I've been breaking down in processes many times, but I make it out alive. Also, those things truly go away and became only past traumas which I can talk about them without being triggered.
As you've seen, I reblog many stuffs from multifandom that seem like they're new, but no, somes are my old loves. Tolkienverse is one of my old loves. I won't tolerate to live with bullshits from one whore, who doesn't have anything to do with me. No more! She had haunted me and taken all my joys as her entertainment too long, even I've stopped contacting her for years. WHO THE HELL IS SHE? HOW DARE SHE?
I'm gonna let all grudges and the ghost of that bitch's going away with this post. Times up. I'm not a puppet for anyone to manipulate me. I'm human. I don't have to be a people-pleaser to make every one loves or likes me anymore. And I'm not gonna let others taking my happiness and joy away in harsh way. I'm gonna stand strong, tall and proud. Because what I've loved and fond of are not crime. Myself must come first.
Fuck all people who messed up with me and my life. Take your ugly arses to hell or whever you prefer. I hated you all once, but now, you are nothing more than garbages I can throw away and forgetting now.
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