pepper spray his pussy

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[gay-systemdeez]

Turn based sex. Take as long as you need to think of a strategy.

[gay-systemdeez]

HINT: his pussy is weak to fire magic.

[nosayingyes]

Pepper spray his pussy

[gay-systemdeez]

Do not.

[kargaroc]

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

can't believe elu thingol made a being who predates and takes part in the genesis of the planet and the universe and all of creation and the literal concept of time fall in love with him. and you best bet that that masters in cuntology with a concentration in motherlogical studies from the university of servington passed straight on to his descendants too

[eerieechos]

No talk she angy

[silmalope]

As the sun sets in the western seas, Elwing hears Eärendil singing in Quenya by the shore.

(tengwar is the last two lines of Galadriel’s lament, the bit that means: farewell! maybe thou shalt find valimar; maybe even thou shalt find it. farewell!)

[silmaspens]

Imladris

[holy-marmalade]

Elwing on the shores of Aman

She's Elrond's mama, of course she is soft and beautiful. I headcanon that she started drawing so that she could show Earendil her life when he is gone, things like the twins (when she was still in Sirion), pretty flowers and birds etc

[liiilwen]

Childhood friends

« Meeting treebeard »

[balrogballs]

"Elrond, having been a twin for the majority of his life, had always preferred to live his life by halves and doubles. He is at his best when part of a ratio: a portion of duty, a slice of pleasure, a thimbleful of regret. He likes to know where the ground ends and Elrond Peredhel begins. He dwells in memory only for however long it takes to neutralise the compulsion to return to it, to return to not-knowing things. The whole never tastes as good as the sum of its parts. When Elros died, he was very, very unhappy. The kind of unhappy that got people locked up. Then, he moved on, because that’s what people did. Yes, absolutely. He absolutely moved on."

Spoiler: he didn't. All right, *rattles bucket, bangs spoon* all right, here's Elrond and Elros from Prayers to Broken Stone, with their little descriptors to identify them because obviously they look exactly alike otherwise... speed-sketch under the cut as always.

[balrogballs]

apologies @tolkiensiblingsweek i managed my time badly this week and had no hours to write anything substantial, so please accept my quick little dry brush sketch of elrond and elros. also please appreciate the grey in elros’ hair and beard. this is a house welcoming of DILFs.

anyway, my little headcanon is that elros, being ridiculously long-lived, also possessed another gift, which is that he physically ages ridiculously slowly even compared to his own children. i like to see him as like 400 here. however, his views and personality, being so long-lived and also raised not only by elves but the nostalgia-riddled Noldor amidst their retvrn project, are not as swift to change as those of the other Edain. by which i mean, late in his rule, elros is the Numenorean equivalent of ‘old man yells at sky’, muttering about outfits getting too brazen and revealing and grumbling about parliamentary democracy, a phenomenon made all the more disconcerting by how he looks younger than his own grandchildren.

[tobermoriansass]

pondering the line about elwing remaining in valinor because of luthien and the symbolic weight of luthien rejecting the valar's offer to remain in valinor instead of returning to middle earth with beren - the rejection of the unmarred world in favour of the marred, what a revolutionary thought to the valar and the amanyarin elves, who are in constant search of beauty and an unmarred world. luthien's rejection as a fundamental rejection of their ordering of the world. elwing's return to valinor because of luthien as protest of the condition of mortality placed on luthien for rejecting the offer of an unmarred world without her love. something about elwing's return as both an insistent refusal to let them forget the world on the other side of the sea and a spiteful reminder of luthien's death and passing and the choices that led there. do you understand my vision.

[balrogballs]

There are days Elwing herself believes the heroic and cruel songs sung about her, and is convinced that through some brutal act of contrition, she might yet split herself in two and extract the mother she might have been, could have been, or, like the cruelest songs say, should have been. What would that surgery look like—what knife could separate bird from the body that was thrust into it? What is the velocity of a woman falling from a cliff? Fast enough to blur the lines between the human and the inhuman, certainly. She wonders.

She pictures often, this other woman she might have been, clawing her way out from inside the seabird like she were breaking through a shell, blood-slicked and wet from the womb, a little-girl-lost who did not sell her own motherhood in exchange for the life of every child in darkening Beleriand, who let herself choose the crying of her children over the wailing of the world.

Perhaps that-Elwing would have loved those boys better than this-Elwing ever could, would have turned in mid-air and flew to them. But all that could be salvaged from burning Doriath were the daughters who knew how to flee, who saw survival only through wings, not roots. Which is to say: Elrond is his mother's son. And Elwing is her mother's slaughter. [from she that was young and fair on ao3}

A sort-of redraw of my first Elwing drawing and i am very happy with this, so here she is, finally looking as young as I picture her canonically! Truly this was the fic (aside from Prayers) that i most enjoyed writing in 2025!

[phantom-september]

Elfbruary Day 8: Arwen the Smith

I noticed in my recent reread that the banner Arwen makes isn't described as embroidered or woven. It's described as "made" and "wrought." Words Tolkien uses for things made through smithcraft. And the materials mentioned for the banner are metals, not any specific cloth.

And then I remembered both the brooch she left for Aragorn in Lothlorien and that it isn't mentioned who reforged Narsil. Arwen is associated with smithcraft, so why not her? :)

[elliespectacular]

Happy 24-6-01!

[deathtofun]

I told a guy his total was 13.21 and he said “wish it were that year, could actually get some good music on the radio”

[regularlesbian]

breaking news from the AP, our boys on the front have just sacked constantinople. take that, heretics. coming up next are the soothing lute dirges of bing crosby

[pauls1967moustache]

poll for everyone on a monday morning: if you could revive john and george and have all four beatles perform one song together again, what song would you want them to play?

[horsefriend]

[putnamspuppeteer]

For those who don't know: Ikumi Nakamura is the woman who was senior artist on Bayonetta, and designed the titular character along with Hideki Kamiya. Their greatest moment of bonding was over their insistence that Bayonetta keep her glasses on at all times. Nakamura cannot go to horny jail. She is the warden.

[brookietf]

[catgirlforeskin]

Happy pride month to her and her exclusively

[seraphiminn]

she made a comic about the experience on twitter

[catboybiologist]

happy pride

[ikindamaybewanthertositonmyface]

An Update from back in October I'm surprised wasn't added to this post. lol

[virtualgirladvance]

maybe the world is worth it after all

[priorwalterxxxii]

the thing is though yellow submarine is dead fucking serious to me . the original demo where john sings in the town where i was born no one cared no one cared and then paul literally took a sad song and made it better Whatever man