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eurydicetown:

okay but

glorfindel and ecthelion would love doing Get Help

just. imagine for a moment. glorfindel wails exaggeratedly, “GET HELP! GET HELP! MY FRIEND IS INJURED!!” and ecthelion is just theatrically Fake Dying in glorfindel’s arms like the absolute drama king he is

and turgon is just like. why.
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ecthvlion:

jane-ways:

An indie pop/rock fanmix for Maglor Feanorion, Gold-Cleaver | ft. CHVRCHES, Bastille, Bleachers, & more

Listen here on Spotify

what more persuasion could yall need

@elenothar @greenekangaroo @urloth
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classicalcassiopeia:

oneroikalunae:

nnajdraws:

Would you like your doom extra hot or lemon and herb?

The feanorians fucking with him like this, i can see them doing it, little assholes all of them

They been out with the bro’s, they really want a good cheeky Nando’s to top the kinslaying off 👌👌👌

@greenekangaroo
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melianinarda:

The Silmarillion aesthetic | Varda Elentari, Queen of the Stars

But as the ages drew on to the hour appointed by Ilúvatar for the coming of the Firstborn, Middle-earth lay in a twilight beneath the stars that Varda had wrought in the ages forgotten of her labours in Eä.

Elentári (Quenya: star-queen)
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verymaedhros:

actual-smaug:

leeeeeeeeeegooooooooolaaaaaaaaas:

it only took one arrow to bring down Smaug

and three to take down Boromir

who’s the real bitch here

the fuck kind of post is this

It took 100 arrows to bring down Celegorm yet he’s the biggest bitch of them all
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lunasariel:

almare:

ask-rossiel:

almare:

“Nai i ciryar uryuvar!”

“Let the ships burn!”

//now I want someone to figure out “PUT THEM OUT PUT THEM OUT OH MAN EVERYTHING’S ON FIRE SOMEBODY PLEASE”

Á nuhta te! Á nuhta te! Ai! Ilqua uryëa! Quén sa-nuhta!

[Stop them, stop them. Ah! Everything is burning! Someone stop it.]

#useful phrases for navigating beleriand
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first-son-of-finwe:

i-am-the-inksinger:

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nelyafinwes:

Imagine the Dagor Dagorath

Melkor goes to meet his brother on the battlefield, this is it, the Final Battle, the end all be all.

He’s staring down Manwë, gripping Grond tight, ready to make his own destiny, fuck the prophesies, but his brother just stands there, hands empty, hands up. Smiles at him and steps aside.

And from behind Manwë comes Fëanor, screaming.

That’s just not a fair fight.

Poor Melkor.

Songs there will be in the time to come of exactly how petty Manwë is capable of being

At some point in the middle of all the stabbing Turin shows up, taps Feanor on the shoulder like “erm…can I?” and he’s just like “oh yea sure go ahead”
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elrondfucker69:

I’m a little entranced by the idea of a Feanorian managing to have a child. Watch them grow, crafting jewelry as easily as forging armor. The blood of a High King crawls in their veins.

Maybe they were borne in secrecy, and they never know of their bloodline, but they prove to be masters at their craft, and the word ‘Feanorian’ echoes through their minds from time to time, but they never know what exactly it is. Elf mixes with Man, and through the generations, the power is never diluted, but it continues to hum in their blood.

Feanorians have mastered the skill of word and hand. Their blades come to glow with an eerie light. Their words can allure, influence thoughts, change minds. The power of their forefather lies within them, it answers when it is called, in fact, it grows stronger. They live through Arda, through generations, through new worlds.

What is this power, someone asks.

“Fëanor’s-” he says without much thought, though he stops. The name is foreign to him.

“Force?” the stranger asks, having misheard him.

“Yes. The Force.”

@elenothar Remember the Feanorian Obi-Wan AU?
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gaysilmarilli:

green-leaves-in-space:

incorrect-silm-quotes:

In celebration of reaching over 700 followers (and as a belated 500 follower thing too) I present to you all, this thing <3

Thank you all so much for following this blog, it’s appreciated

@gaysilmarilli

Oh my god I love this (thank you so much for tagging me)

@urloth @greenekangaroo @elenothar
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johnlockdynamic:

you mistake your best friend for an enemy and KILL HIM because ‘it was dark’

you cannot recognize your OWN SISTER and proceed to accidentally MARRY HER

you are gravely injured by a dragon AFTER you have already incapacitated it

‘and so as if blind, he stumbled through life‘ my ass Túrin Turambar was far more than just figuratively visually impaired

@urloth @greenekangaroo @elenothar
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hewalksinstarlight:

The work of our hands built a beautiful ship. How could I begrudge you the sea? Alone, alone, my only, my own. When will you return to me?

While Eärendil was away at sea, the sons of Fëanor descended upon the Havens to reclaim the Silmaril in Elwing’s possession. She cast herself into the Great Sea rather than be captured, but Ulmo changed her into a great white bird. In this form, she came to her husband in his ship Vingilótë with the Silmaril upon her breast.
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eleonorpiteira:

O Stars that in the Sunless Year
With shining hand by her were sown,
In windy fields now bright and clear
We see your silver blossom blown!

O Elbereth! Gilthoniel!
We still remember, we who dwell
In this far land beneath the trees,
Thy starlight on the Western Seas.

Varda, the Star-Kindler, from the Silmarillion (x)

I went a little wild with the sparkly stuff BUT in my defence: it’s Varda after all!

[Art Prints available here!]
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lordnelson100:

alia-andreth:

bisexual-turin:

i can barely tell the difference between celeborn, celebrimbor, and celegorm and then y'all really hit me with those tyelpes and tyelkos

Don’t forget Idril Celebrindal.

And then LotR hits you with Celeborn and Celebrian, numerous streams/rivers called Celebrant and Celebros… I legit thought Celeborn and Celegorm were the same person for a brief time.

I am picturing Galadriel looking at some Doriath scouts who did a rescue thing and just saying “No.”

Hands on hips and eyes narrowed.

“No, I sent you to the aid of Celeborn, my beloved and the kinsman of King Thingol, not —- THIS!”

“Well met, noble cuz,” said Celegorm, wiping a bloody hunting knife on his spider-soiled furs. “If you’re short a spouse, I am at your service–”

“Foul and murderous son of doomed Feanor, I would sooner lie with a dragon then accept a single touch of your sinning hand! How dare you, accursed one!”

“Well,” he said nonchalantly, “Your brother made no complaints.”
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ahahahahaha

Introducing potatoes to Finrod, who is known as Om Nom Nom (The Wise) among Edain
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emilyenrose:

Day 1: arrived at himring. elves seem nice, if a bit odd.

Day 3: elves very affectionate with each other. very affectionate. walked in on elf-lord naked & cuddling his cousin. maybe that’s normal cousin behaviour in their culture.

Day 7: ok this can’t be normal cousin behaviour.

Day 12: night patrols keep walking in on attempts at elf fucking. apparently ‘attempts’ is the word. uldor reports they are persistent but seem confused. do elf parents not explain these things?

Day 13: apparently elf parents don’t explain these things. presented elf-lord’s cousin with small pot of oil, labelled diagrams. hinted about locking doors.

Day 14: what have I unleashed upon the world

Day 22: they just don’t stop

Day 23: just remembered they’re immortal & can presumably do this forever.

Day ???: right that does it if they don’t start locking the fucking doors I’m going over to the fucking dark lord

@greenekangaroo
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hatteeho:

my friend say that he looks like big blue gay marshmallow

chicken king aka Manwё and his fabulous coat
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erotetica:

#‘Maedhros you’re safe in Mithrim with your family #you can stop begging for death’ #‘I can NEVER stop begging for death’
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straightouttahimring:

silmarilliongenerator:

the fall of gondolin but every time christopher tolkien disovers another manuscript it gets faster

Faster and MORE DEVESTATING!
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oropherrrrr:

And it is told of Maglor that he could not endure the pain with which the Silmaril tormented him; and he cast it at last into the Sea, and thereafter he wandered ever upon the shores, singing in pain and regret beside the waves.
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remusjohnslupin:

Be he foe or friend, be he foul or clean, brood of Morgoth or bright Vala, Elda or Maia or Aftercomer, Man yet unborn upon Middle-earth…

Neither law, nor love, nor league of swords, dread nor danger, not Doom itself, shall defend him from Fëanor, and Fëanor’s kin, whoso hideth or hoardeth, or in hand taketh, finding keepeth or afar casteth, a Silmaril.

This swear we all: death we will deal him ere Day’s ending, woe unto world’s end! Our word hear thou, Eru Allfather! To the everlasting Darkness doom us if our deed faileth.

On the holy mountain hear in witness and our vow remember, Manwë and Varda!
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