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unnamedelement · 7 days
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really love dynamics that are like 'it honestly doesn't matter if you view them as romantic or platonic, the point is that they love each other. the type of love is inconsequential, all that matters is that it's there'. gotta be one of my favorite genders.
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unnamedelement · 16 days
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You can hate on Curufin all you want but you cannot deny these lines are absolutely banger
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unnamedelement · 18 days
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i do think the flavor of "feanor is horrified by his sons' deeds" is underexplored
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unnamedelement · 18 days
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halls of mandos tumblr dash simulator
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🌟 starstrewn Follow gotta be real i did not have "felagund shows up all werewolf mangled and then immediately leaves" on my 465 bingo card
#lol #king shit ( 321 notes )
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💜 growingthings Follow I have to be honest I'm a little exhausted seeing so many blogs here with "kinslayer DNI" in their bio.... isn't that against the fundamentally redemptive nature of death and rebirth and all
👻 bluebirdiestelf Follow op where were you at alqualondë . just asking
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🌈 sinda_sapphic Following anyone else starting to wonder if there ever will be an "after?"
#or at least anything like what there was before #by elbereth i hope my heart finds its way back to doriath #and yet it grows further and further from me #slips from my fingers as a dream upon waking #reembodiment soon death daddy 🥺🥺🥺??
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🔮 smokererelfguy Mutuals
#i for one am giving myself impossible bazonkas #they wont let me out because they fear my power
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🔥Fëanáro_Official Follow Day 167,901 of admitting no fault.
❄️Finwëñolofinwë Following Ah, this has served you excellently in the past. Carry on. Dig deeper. Why should you do otherwise? Plainly you have been nothing short of perfection.
🔥Fëanáro_Official Follow Day 167,902 of admitting no fault.
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⛅ birdsmith Follow TIL i learned you can be dead and still have a maglor feanorion bop stuck in your head :/
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#to be clear he's problematic as fuck #but damn if he doesn't have some earworms to offer
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💎 dwarffucker4000 Following girl are you the doom of mandos because i can't rid myself of you no matter how many times i try to wash myself clean & despite everything i can't bring myself to regret you #eldariel talks!
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unnamedelement · 26 days
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Tales Of Cuivienen
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unnamedelement · 1 month
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Boromir Lives AU: it's a BABY
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Activate Stiflingly Protective Big Brother Turbo Boost
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Labor Day
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The Gondor Chronicle's headline reads Brilliant Military Strategist and War Hero Absolutely Loses His Goddamn Mind During Sister-in-Law's Routine Labor
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Beregond didn't anticipate this under the Extra Duties as Assigned clause in his job description
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Somebody say uncle, quick
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NEW LIFE NEW LIFE NEW LIFE IN A WORLD HE THOUGHT WAS ENDING, YOU GUYS
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Boromir Lives: Helm's Deep
Boromir Lives: Whump-Time After Pelennor
Boromir Lives: GO TO SLEEP
Boromir Lives: Aragorn's Coronation
Boromir Lives: Faramir and Eowyn's Wedding
Boromir Lives: The Haircuts
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unnamedelement · 1 month
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Problems Elrond was expecting in Aman:
Trying to make a new home after leaving Rivendell behind
Dealing with Valinorean elves who are very weird about him being part human and part Maia
Avoiding being crowned again (this one isn't just a Valinor problem)
Trying to stop Bilbo from causing problems
Trying to stop Galadriel from causing problems
People attempting to drag him into the clusterfuck that is Valinorean politics
Having to grow a bunch of his herbs himself because the plants aren't native to Valinor
Problems Elrond was not expecting in Aman:
A sudden abundance of doting parents, grandparents, and other ancestors
(He's gotten very used to being the person who takes care of everyone else)
(Look it's not his fault he's forgotten how to react to parental affection normally)
(It's been a really long time...)
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unnamedelement · 1 month
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I illustrate Tuor with smile on his face because he is such a good guy. I think I get my Tuor right, now I can continue to Ecthelion.
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unnamedelement · 2 months
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Silm fandom, this is for you.
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unnamedelement · 2 months
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@paperbullets tags 10/10
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And I promise, just like Q-Anon, you will sound crazy, and your family will beg you to find another outlet for your Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder…   But no one will die, except for Gandalf, when he fought the Balrog, too.
I am not a proper gifmaker, but I couldn’t let Stephen Colbert’s unashamed love song to fandom on 1.21.21 go unrecognized. Perhaps the fandom’s newly-acquired QAnons will learn from the follies of the First Age and see the error of their ways. All I know is that their headcanons are going to be bizarrely lit.
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unnamedelement · 2 months
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it’s been revived, just like fucking glorfindel
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And I promise, just like Q-Anon, you will sound crazy, and your family will beg you to find another outlet for your Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder…   But no one will die, except for Gandalf, when he fought the Balrog, too.
I am not a proper gifmaker, but I couldn’t let Stephen Colbert’s unashamed love song to fandom on 1.21.21 go unrecognized. Perhaps the fandom’s newly-acquired QAnons will learn from the follies of the First Age and see the error of their ways. All I know is that their headcanons are going to be bizarrely lit.
link.
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unnamedelement · 3 months
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“It’s a little disappointing that it sounds so polite. Not a ‘Bag Butt’ in sight in hobbiton”
im dying
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unnamedelement · 3 months
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(Relevant text below the poll)
Inspired by this post by @roselightfairy and replies by @herrhasen, @enide-s-dear, @unnamedelement, @dragonfirez, and @carlandrea.
If you'd like to refresh your memory of the Fellowship at its bitchiest (and Boromir at his best), the relevant text is below the cut.
Excerpted from The Fellowship of the Ring, Book II, Chapter 3: The Ring Goes South
Gimli looked up and shook his head. 'Caradhras has not forgiven us.' he said. 'He has more snow yet to fling at us, if we go on. The sooner we go back and down the better.'
To this all agreed, but their retreat was now difficult. It might well prove impossible. Only a few paces from the ashes of their fire the snow lay many feet deep, higher than the heads of the hobbits; in places it had been scooped and piled by the wind into great drifts against the cliff.
'If Gandalf would go before us with a bright flame, he might melt a path for you,' said Legolas. The storm had troubled him little, and he alone of the Company remained still light of heart.
'If Elves could fly over mountains, they might fetch the Sun to save us,' answered Gandalf. 'But I must have something to work on. I cannot burn snow.'
'Well,' said Boromir, 'when heads are at a loss bodies must serve, as we say in my country. The strongest of us must seek a way. See! Though all is now snow-clad, our path, as we came up, turned about that shoulder of rock down yonder. It was there that the snow first began to burden us. If we could reach that point, maybe it would prove easier beyond. It is no more than a furlong off, I guess.'
'Then let us force a path thither, you and I!' said Aragorn.
Aragorn was the tallest of the Company, but Boromir, little less in height, was broader and heavier in build. He led the way, and Aragorn followed him. Slowly they moved off, and were soon toiling heavily. In places the snow was breast-high, and often Boromir seemed to be swimming or burrowing with his great arms rather than walking.
Legolas watched them for a while with a smile upon his lips, and then he turned to the others. 'The strongest must seek a way, say you? But I say: let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf or over snow-an Elf.'
With that he sprang forth nimbly, and then Frodo noticed as if for the first time, though he had long known it, that the Elf had no boots, but wore only light shoes, as he always did, and his feet made little imprint in the snow.
'Farewell!' he said to Gandalf. 'I go to find the Sun!' Then swift as a runner over firm sand he shot away, and quickly overtaking the toiling men, with a wave of his hand he passed them, and sped into the distance, and vanished round the rocky turn.
The others waited huddled together, watching until Boromir and Aragorn dwindled into black specks in the whiteness. At length they too passed from sight. The time dragged on. The clouds lowered, and now a few flakes of snow came curling down again.
An hour, maybe, went by, though it seemed far longer, and then at last they saw Legolas coming back. At the same time Boromir and Aragorn reappeared round the bend far behind him and came labouring up the slope.
'Well,' cried Legolas as he ran up, 'I have not brought the Sun. She is walking in the blue fields of the South, and a little wreath of snow on this Redhorn hillock troubles her not at all. But I have brought back a gleam of good hope for those who are doomed to go on feet. There is the greatest winddrift of all just beyond the turn, and there our Strong Men were almost buried. They despaired, until I returned and told them that the drift was little wider than a wall. And on the other side the snow suddenly grows less, while further down it is no more than a white coverlet to cool a hobbit's toes.'
'Ah, it is as I said,' growled Gimli. 'It was no ordinary storm. It is the ill will of Caradhras. He does not love Elves and Dwarves, and that drift was laid to cut off our escape.'
'But happily your Caradhras has forgotten that you have Men with you,' said Boromir, who came up at that moment. 'And doughty Men too, if I may say it; though lesser men with spades might have served you better. Still, we have thrust a lane through the drift; and for that all here may be grateful who cannot run as light as Elves.'
'But how are we to get down there, even if you have cut through the drift?' said Pippin, voicing the thought of all the hobbits.
'Have hope!' said Boromir. 'I am weary, but I still have some strength left, and Aragorn too. We will bear the little folk. The others no doubt will make shift to tread the path behind us. Come, Master Peregrin! I will begin with you.'
He lifted up the hobbit. 'Cling to my back! I shall need my arms' he said and strode forward. Aragorn with Merry came behind. Pippin marvelled at his strength, seeing the passage that he had already forced with no other tool than his great limbs. Even now, burdened as he was, he was widening the track for those who followed, thrusting the snow aside as he went.
They came at length to the great drift. It was flung across the mountainpath like a sheer and sudden wall, and its crest, sharp as if shaped with knives, reared up more than twice the height of Boromir; but through the middle a passage had been beaten, rising and falling like a bridge. On the far side Merry and Pippin were set down, and there they waited with Legolas for the rest of the Company to arrive.
After a while Boromir returned carrying Sam. Behind in the narrow but now well-trodden track came Gandalf, leading Bill with Gimli perched among the baggage. Last came Aragorn carrying Frodo. They passed through the lane; but hardly had Frodo touched the ground when with a deep rumble there rolled down a fall of stones and slithering snow. The spray of it half blinded the Company as they crouched against the cliff, and when the air cleared again they saw that the path was blocked behind them.
'Enough, enough!' cried Gimli. 'We are departing as quickly as we may!'
And indeed with that last stroke the malice of the mountain seemed to be expended, as if Caradhras was satisfied that the invaders had been beaten off and would not dare to return. The threat of snow lifted; the clouds began to break and the light grew broader.
As Legolas had reported, they found that the snow became steadily more shallow as they went down, so that even the hobbits could trudge along. Soon they all stood once more on the flat shelf at the head of the steep slope where they had felt the first flakes of snow the night before.
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unnamedelement · 3 months
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@lotr20 | Day 2 → culture | beauty
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unnamedelement · 3 months
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absolutely obsessed with book!Legolas. one moment he’s confident and snarky, the next moment he’s crying out in genuine fear. one moment he jokingly taunts the fellowship for not having his Elf Powers, the next moment he’s the one who notices when some of them are falling behind and tells aragorn to stop. sometimes he’s all quiet and mysterious and haughty, but then he rambles about trees and rivers and sings tales of lovers long gone. i love him so much (am i gimli)
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unnamedelement · 4 months
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"i cant watch shows about fantasy kingdoms without thinking about how they should be abolishing the monarchy" that my friend sounds like a skill issue
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unnamedelement · 4 months
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"Are the fëanorians war criminals" this "do elves even have a concept of war crimes" that, but have we considered:
Baby elrond and elros knowing that mistreating hostages is very much frowned upon and bringing this up every time maedhros or maglor does something like "make them leave the library" or "tell them to eat vegetables" or "fail to tell them a bedtime story"
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