believe it or not the ainur are actually worse than the numenoreans
look at these horrible little people
do you know how many assorted valarindi show up in one (1) unfinished tales draft or the like. lines-wise they're alright but the time it took to collect all the maiar and vala kids is more than double how long the beorians took
at least the numenoreans go more or less straight down, *and* they're more or less collected in one place
on the other hand by far the worst is the hobbits
these infuriating creatures have like nine kids on average and almost every single family is related to each other in at least four ways
Hey everyone. In case anyone was wondering why I haven't posted in a while, I am bascially out of ideas of what to write. Maybe that will change in the future but right now I'm not so creative.
I also wanted to adress another issue. As I said in the past, I am happy about every request, but those request still need to follow my request rules. I recently got a request (which is always something special for me, as I haven't really gotten a lot requests at all) that did not follow my rules (I am not going to specify). As always, I would be happy about request or just asks (anything at this point to interact with the fandom), but please respect what I am comfortable with.
I wonder how anxious Celebrimbor must have felt when he set out to make the rings. If he remembered well the blood cost of creation that ran through his family line, that the world were brought to flame and ruin in the name of the Silmarils his grandfather created.
He would have sat there, I think, and stressed to himself how it would be different this time. That these things he was creating were not vanity but salvation, with wholeness of intent and completeness of skill.
It must have crushed him when he saw the One and realised the legacy of Fรซanorย had once again come to stain Middle-Earth.
P/s: this pic took me 4 months (because of procrastination) and my will to keep drawing this ๐ฅฒ๐ฅฒ. I actually not very proud of the painting, but i finished it anyway ๐
Noldor holidays, which initially made the Sindar and Silvan residents cranky until they realized Elrond was part of it
Sindar holidays, which initially made some of the Noldor residents cranky until they realized Elrond was part of it
Silvan holidays, because at this point they're going to take any excuse for a party
Tra-La-La-Lally Day, created when they realized they somehow had a month with zero holidays. The festival focuses on getting drunk, singing, and lightly bullying anyone within earshot
Holidays relevant to any visitors or foster children
Numenorian holidays, because they caught Elrond celebrating alone and crying about Elros one (1) time and refuse to let him do it alone anymore
You know, the great thing about the LOTR and Silmarillion fandoms on here is that you can ask an obscure question and get the most detailed, well researched, citations-all-included, emotionally resonant answer from an account with a name like โGollumsBigBootyโ or โOrgy-of-the-Valarโ.
A/N: In celebration of recently earning 1.5k followers, I couldnโt help but share a project I had been working on since January 2022. Returning to my old Wattpad days of Pocket-Sized Imagines, I decided to create this for fun and as a new AU with excitement to share. I do hope you all enjoy these pieces I've made!!
Context: Follow through on an adventure with different elves as your Pocket-sized friend.
Style of Content: Headcanons & Alternative Route
Introduction: When your life had been down the drain in the past few months and your lack of having good friends became an issue, you found yourself isolated. Days rolled into weeks and nothing seemed to be working no matter how much you pleaded to have good friends in your life. Growing frustrated in a final plea for comfort and someone to care for and adore you, one day, you decided to shut the world out.
However, you awoke to the sound of an anonymous knocking on your door. Rushing, hoping for a moment of opportunity, you came face-to-face with a giant grey box sitting on your porch and a note attached, addressed to you.
Growing more confused about the letter and the contents of the box, you first peered around your porch for the suspect before eyeing the box. Taking a deep breath and reaching out to unfurl the silver ribbon, the box came undone to reveal multiple smaller boxes of the same colour, yet, one stood out the most. The same grey box, but with the addition of a red bow.
Tempted to unravel this box first, you reached forward and brought it closer until there was a muffled โHey! Hey! Careful!โ making you freeze for a moment before ripping the cover off to reveal a tiny person inside.
Gasping and nearly falling on your butt, you braced yourself against the doorframe as you were caught in a staredown with this mini-person. Larger eyes staring in panic at smaller, softer and much serene ones.
โYouโre a...what are you exactly?โ you doubted in astonishment and interest, focusing on the movement and expression he cast.
โIโm not a โwhatโ, Iโm a โwhoโ. Who am I?โ he rectified as he stood upright with tiny hands upon his waist while looking up at your gigantic figure. โI am an elf, and a pocket-sized one to be precise, sent here to care for you and be your friend...so my Master says!"
Speechless at his ability to move around and speak like an ordinary person, you were slightly dumbfounded. โAh...โ
โYou must be the giant mortal my Master spoke of? Y/N was it? I am...โ
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