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  • I had loved the films for years, and my grade school best friend and I had just finished watching the trilogy (extended edition of course we were not heathens) and her mom comes in. It’s the final scene where Frodo boards the ship. And her mom says it’s a metaphor for them all dying, leaving me and my little friend to believe that beyond the port there was a huge waterfall, and that they all fell down and died. 

    Years later I read the lotr books and I was like I KNEW IT WASN’T SOME OBSCURE METAPHOR THEY WENT TO A REAL PLACE. Then I was obliged to read the Silmarillion so I could learn more about Valinor, and the lore dragged me in. 

    I was so happy they didn’t get yeeted off a waterfall. It was worth it though, out of all the fandoms I’m in Silm is my favourite 💙💙💙

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    • Bilbo, Frodo, & Gimli: *Chilling in Valinor*
    • Tuor: *Walks over*
    • Gimli, squinting: You shouldn't be here
    • Tuor: Neither should you
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  • A Galadriel crown in 30 seconds! ✨ Made from black worbla!

    #galadriel#galadriel cosplay#tolkien #lord of the rings #lotr#worbla#cosplay #wip: galadriel fellowship crown #wip
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  • Yavanna’s gardens

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  • Headband for a Numenor woman - Dolce & Gabbana

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  • Notes: So I was listing out reasons in my head of what reasons Elrond and Elros might have had for choice of fate, and I thought of the worst possible thought process for them.  So I wrote it.  (Keep in mind that I literally did this just now.  It may turn out to be complete trash when I read it again tomorrow.  If it isn’t, I’ll put it on AO3 sometime.)  Rated G, 427 words

    When Eonwë called for the twins to make the decision about their fates, to be counted as and Elf or a Man, he insisted upon speaking to them separately.  Elrond did not understand why.  He and Elros had been born together, raised together, and stayed together through everything that had happened to them.  They were twins, and they needed to stay together.  Of course they would choose the same way.

    “This choice cannot be undone,” the great herald explained.  He was very tall and very bright, though not a brightness that could be seen with the eyes. It was difficult for Elrond to look at him.  “It must be your choice and not your brother’s.”

    “Why can’t I just be whatever he chooses?” he asked.

    “Do you wish to live your brother’s life or your own?” Eonwë asked.  “You must consider who you are.”

    Elrond knew who he was: a mortal.  He had always been mortal.  He was not sure what rule determined the mortality of peredhel souls, but they were mortal.  He had never felt entirely at home with the Elves he had grown up with, either in Sirion or among the Fëanorians.  He had never quite felt like anyone he knew (other than Elros, of course) until he had met the Mannish refugees fleeing the war.  Their quick lives, their determination and lack of desire to sit and wait, made him feel like he belonged.  He knew that they needed a leader, someone born and raised to be a king, trained in history and diplomacy and statecraft.  He could be that person.

    But Elros was different in this way.  He had always been different.  He did belong among Elves, and he had never questioned that.  Instead, he had always been bothered by the knowledge that he was mortal, that he grew up too quickly but at the same time not quickly enough. When he had heard the story of their parents, the fact that their souls were now immortal despite their mixed birth, he had nearly cried in happiness at the thought that he might have the same option.

    So Elrond did not need to ask to make the same choice as his brother.  He did not need to demand to wait and find out what Elros would choose.  He knew what his twin’s answer would be, and he knew how to keep them together.

    “I will be one of the Eldar,” he said.  “I will be immortal.”

    There was just one thing that he had not considered. They were twins.  And twins thought alike.

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    Soo I wanted to join the #MarshMadness proposed by @ mithrilshirt on twitter! It was fun making it and I’m loving to see the others artworks! ♡⌓♡

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  • This Elf wants a kiss 💜

    Yes sir I am aware the characters I drew are lacking booty and legs

    I’ll get the hang of it eventually

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  • Good Evening Lovelies!!!
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    Happy March! Spring time is near! This is also my Birth Month! Keep your eyes open for sales and, events through the month!
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    We promised another map for #mapmonday Here it is! Middle Earth! Please note on this one, I do not have the final veneer layer over the top. I will be adding it on prior to shipping. 😊
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    We will be releasing one more map this month. Then getting our An Evening with Shadows boxes together. 🙌🏻 We also start our lives for BookClub next week! Also! Big news for the dot com! We offer Sezzle now! Which is an easier way for you to get your items!
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    Favorite character for the Tolkien-verse, annnnd go!
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    Have an amazing Monday Lovelies!!!
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    ID A wooden map with resin accents of Middle Earth lays on a white blanket. Ivy is laying on the right side of the map. A kindle copy of J. R. R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Ring book is in the backround.
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    #maps #map #mapmaking #cartography #mapart #bookish #bookishmerch #bookishmerchfeatures #bookstagram #tolkien #tolkienart #lotr #lordoftherings #twotowers #returnoftheking #hobbit #shire #legolas #frodo #samwisegamgee #mordor #fantasyart #fantasybooks #resinart #woodart #laser #art #makersgonnamake #bellusoddites (at The Shire, Middle Earth)
    https://www.instagram.com/p/CL5YCiKgTqc/?igshid=m1sqt3690ahh

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  • Eomer saw past Lothiriel’s plainness to find the beauty within, but making her his wife doesn’t prove to be a simple matter.  A sequel to “The Eye of the Beholder” - it’s best to read that first.  [complete in 8 chapters]

    7.  Chapter 6

    Eomer was as good as his word.  The rest of that day and the next, he made it a point to notice her even when they could not spend time together. 

    The day of their wedding dawned clear and beautiful.  Lothiriel was awakened just after dawn by a loud knocking on her door, but when she went to see who was there, the hall was empty.  As she closed the door, puzzled, her foot kicked a piece of parchment on the floor and she retrieved it. 

    Curiously she opened it to discover a note from Eomer, instructing her to meet him outside as soon as possible and to wear something she could ride in.  She hesitated only a moment before beginning to quickly dress. She knew the ladies of the court, her family and most everyone else would be appalled at the couple seeing one another, and even slipping away together, on their wedding day, but she didn’t really care.

    When she arrived at the bottom of the steps up to Meduseld, she found Eomer seated on Firefoot, smiling down at her.  He reached down to help her up behind him.  Teasingly she asked, “Are there so few horses in Rohan that we must share one?”

    He grinned at her over his shoulder.  “At least for now, yes!”

    She slipped her arms around his waist, and asked with concern, “Are you sure you are up to this so soon?”

    “I think so.  Besides, I am taking a healer with me in case I have any problems!  Who could argue with that?”

    “Who indeed!  Where are we going?”  He had already started down the hill toward the main gate.

    “Not too far.  I can justify not taking an escort if we stay fairly close to Edoras.  If I were at full strength and felt I could properly defend you, it would not matter so much.”

    She squeezed him tighter and laid her head on his back.  “This is a wonderful way to start our special day,” she told him, and his eyes lit up with pleasure at her appreciation of his efforts.

    continue reading on AO3:

                  https://archiveofourown.org/works/29665776/chapters/73286385

    #Eomer#Lothiriel#eothiriel #Lord of the Rings #LOTR#Eowyn#Arwen#Faramir#Imrahil #wedding? I love weddings! #Drinks all around!
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  • Here is a Sauron I did. I have been nothing but Obsessed with the Silmarillion. Recently, I read it  *again* and I came up with this image of Sauron as a religious icon. How he developed from being Mairon to becoming this religious effigy of doom. I drew this entirely on PS. 

    I posted extra concept sketches I did for this piece on my patreon. https://www.patreon.com/milosflaca

    Follow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/milosflaca/?hl=en

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  • The Mirror of Galadriel by Gwillieth

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  • lil Frodo because … ;w; he to small for he damn feet

    #the hobbit#lotr#tlotr#frodo baggins#fili #i nuked the old post and am splitting in half becuase i fucking something up
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  • I found this online I-

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  • I’m tired now but have this template I made and enjoy fellow tolkien enthusiasts 

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  • Aduna, son of Marih, Squire to the Captain-General of Gondor

    Aduna’s family had been a part of a cooperatively owned fruit farm in the southern Pelennor fields for some generations. The community amongst the Pelennor dwellers is somewhat isolated from the city, the two populations trading various well meant and less well meant jabs and assumptions between each other. But Aduna had known he wanted to join the military academies of the city from a very young age and his father, being a mellow but durable sort of man, had done all in his power to help.

    Indeed the first thing he did to help was feign his ‘daughter’s’ death. One day his daughter was gone, she was mourned appropriately, and four months later he brought a boy of thirteen home and adopted him as his. Aduna caught up with his general schooling and enrolled as a boy into the higher educational military institutions in the second level of the city. And he flourished! Initial youthful expectations of heroism matured very quickly under good tutelage and he showed great aptitude for both the combative and academic elements of war. When he asked to be recommended for a Squireship, his teachers were happy to do so.

    He and Boromir met in January of TA 3011, during the first event in the long process of Squire and Mentor selection. Many boys ask to be considered and the events move from large open air demonstrations of sparring technique to potential mentors giving their own presentations on their duties, requirements and particular aptitudes. Boys then select the mentors they have interest in working with and the selection moves on to smaller gatherings.

    The fact that the Captain-General was amongst the captains seeking squires was a cause of great excitement amongst pupils and Boromir of course had the most applicants. But after a more informal meeting of mentors interacting with their applicants, Boromir narrowed his search down very severely. Aduna was one of only four other considered boys.

    It all happened quite quickly. Boromir met all his candidates a few times and a week or so later Aduna was informed of his commission. It was hard to believe at first, and the young man couldn’t stop himself from asking Boromir why the next they met. Boromir answered; You are dedicated, a rapid thinker, you submerge yourself in a problem and you have great clarity of thought. But I would be telling a half truth if I didn’t admit that my decision was influenced by how similarly we seem to think.

    And to be called similar to the Captain-General, Boromir II, the Gondorian Ideal of a man for his generation, Aduna felt that validation like a tonne of bricks and it has never been proven wrong. In the years that followed, Aduna eventually came into Boromir’s confidences about his private life and upon knowing of Theodred, Aduna made Boromir aware of his own past. Since then Boromir has been supporting and easing that area of his life. Indeed, upon becoming his squire Aduna was socially considered next to Boromir’s son, and Boromir his parent away from home. In all aspects, they have both been living up to that ideal.

    By the time Boromir leaves for Rivendell Aduna is a newly made lieutenant. He had been instrumental in the rapid evacuation plans for Minas Tirith and, reluctantly, had been left in charge of actioning them whilst Boromir himself besieged Osgiliath. He had wanted to come with Boromir into the west, but had accepted the need to stay behind. He can’t quite help regretting it and struggles with the grief he feels at Boromir’s loss.

    #boromir #soap operas in mannish sindarin #tolkien#lotr#gondor #erran vs tolkien #text post #Boromir has a trans son and you are all WELCOME
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