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Curufinwë Fëanáro, Losgard, mid Long Night
It's such a shame that international Silmarillion fans don't get to enjoy Il Trono del Muori (Italy's best youtuber)'s delightfully thorough recap of the Silm.
The man chose to represent Finrod Felagund as 'Indiana Jones with a photoshopped elven face' and plays Indy's theme whenever he mentions Finrod. Top tier Finrod take to ME
Pictured here: Finrod discovering Men. Il Trono del Muori the man that you are
there are so many italian cultural references you ppl wouldn’t get but here are some of my other personal favourites:
special mention to finwe, both alive and as the first corpse of aman:
"You humans are barely taller than dwarves.."
"And you elves are as tall and lanky as birches."
It's so hard to put them on a drawing together. He's 7 feet and the Haladin are described as small. I think I made Haleth around 5'5 which makes her a tall Haladin woman. But she's still so smoool
oh 2016 tumblr, I thought you were gone forever… but i just had to look better, you were hiding in plain sight… in 2026 twitter.
I knew Heated rivalry was becoming a thing on tumblr I KNEW IT
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Happy Jilytober :)
Can’t believe I’m reading the words “TLAT” and “update” in the same sentence in the year of our lord 2025
RIP James Potter. You would have loved attending Harry’s Quidditch matches, shouting yourself hoarse as you proudly declared to anyone within earshot, "That’s my son!"—the youngest, most talented Seeker. Oh, you would have been so incredibly proud.
James potter was a sports dad from beyond the grave trust he was possessing Oliver the whole time
The Life and Times Chapter 22: Out
Sirius sat alone, staring into the fire for a long while. At length, he reached over and picked up the parchment envelope with its Ministry seal. Tearing it open, he read the first of two pages enclosed. Dear Mr. Black, Due to your current location at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, you were unable to attend the reading of Alphard Black's will, which occurred on Friday, May the 21st. As executor of the will, I apologize for the delay in the reading, but there was some confusion over the location of the will. In any event, it is my duty to relay the following information to you, as a beneficiary of Mr. Black. Enclosed is a copy of the portion of the will pertaining directly to yourself. All funds mentioned will be transferred to the Gringotts vault listed by your uncle no later than Friday, May the 28th. My sincerest condolences on the passing of your uncle, and please send an owl should you have any questions regarding Alphard's last requests. Sincerely, Edmond Prewett Department of Magical Law-Enforcement Sub-Department of Law Committee for Magical Currency The second page had a mark of a duplication charm in the corner, was dated for late March, and was written in Alphard Black's hand. To my nephew, Sirius Orion Black, I leave the majority of my monetary funds to the amount of four-hundred seventy-five thousand galleons, to be paid to him on my death. With love and best wishes to my brave and worthy nephew.
— JULES.
The Life and Times Chapter 17: The Harpers
"See, I don't understand that," Sirius burst angrily. "Why wouldn't they tell you? Did they think it'd be better if just—bam, all of a sudden they drop dead?" Lily watched him carefully, and he briefly met her eye. They exchanged a look that communicated everything: Lily knew that Sirius knew about his uncle, and Sirius knew that Lily... well, that Lily wasn't talking about her dad anymore. "I think," she began, "they didn't want me carrying it around, the fact that he was dying. They wanted to tell me... they wanted to give me enough time to grieve before it happened, but they... they didn't want me to be so burdened... especially when there was nothing I could do about it." Sirius was quiet for a long time, staring at his paper in what Lily thought was faux concentration, until he spoke up: "Trip, stretch, and jelly—six letters." It took a moment for her to realize he was talking about the crossword puzzle. Lily thought about it. "Jinxes. Jelly-leg, tripping, and stretching jinxes." She got to her feet. "I should go, but thanks for the info on the Harpers." "No problem." He hesitated. "And... thanks for the crossword answer." "Right. No problem."
— JULES.
The Life and Times Chapter 17: The Harpers
She tried to sidestep him, but James moved to impede her path. "No, you know what I find really interesting?" he coolly continued; "the fact that you had no moral qualms about leaving the castle to shag your boyfriend, only hours after one of your supposed best friends landed in the hospital wing!" Lily looked around quickly to make sure no one was listening, but it was not even eight o'clock yet, and most students slept in Sunday mornings. They were the only ones about in the Entrance Hall. "Good bloody God, Potter, everything you say is less and less your business! Now move!" "No!" He once again blocked her path, and Lily could not help herself. She whipped out her wand and jabbed it against his throat. "Move!" "Oh, really?" mocked the wizard. "You're going to hex me? Why do I have trouble believing that?" "GAH!" Lily flicked her wand: "Silencio!" James Potter found himself uncharacteristically—albeit magically—speechless, which distracted him long enough for Lily to slip around him. She had reached the marble staircase and was several steps up before he had restored his voice and managed to catch up, hopping in front of her and causing her to cry out in irritation. "I need to speak with you," said James. "I wasn't stalking you—I actually have to talk to you about something, and I was looking for you, and I didn't see you on the map, and then I thought maybe Harper would know where you were, and I looked around, and I didn't see him either. That's how I knew. I don't just spend my mornings staring at a dot labeled 'Lily Evans' you know."
— JULES.
I’m leaving Twitter/ X but don’t know if I’ll get into Bluesky… so in the meantime I’ll stay put here :)
The Life and Times Chapter 10: The Connection
"Sod off." James remembered something: "Where were you going, just now?" "To find you, of course." "That would have been fruitless, as you had absolutely no idea where I was." "Didn't I?" asked Sirius enigmatically. "Well, I have the map, so you couldn't have known." Padfoot nodded. "So, does that mean that you weren't speaking with Professor McGonagall outside the staff room?" James looked at his friend, puzzled. "How did you know that?" "I know you," replied Sirius. "Prongs, we've been mates forever. We've been mates since before either of us knew what a Confundus Curse was... since we were so oblivious that we actually wished Hogwarts wasn't co-ed. We've been through just about every single important life experience together... except birth. I mean, when you were getting your very first detention, who were you taking the blame for? Me. And when I got my very first detention, who was I trying to spring from his very first detention? You. We first heard the White Album together. We worked out how to get into the girls' dormitories together. We convinced Marvin Eggers that he was a girl for an entire day together. I was even in the room for your first kiss, which was awkward, let me tell you, and I am damn pleased Carlotta never found out I was in the closet. Point is, we have hand signals and secret codes for just about anything we might need to say but want concealed... You've always been my best mate, Prongs, and I know you." Sirius clapped James on the shoulder. James nodded slowly. "But, really, how'd you know?" "Ran into Larisa Montanez on my way back from Lathe's... she told me you'd gone to find McGonagall in the staff room."
— JULES.
Harry James Potter and his parents 😭
Are we back here then?
cant wait for foreign newspapers to announce the revolutionary win of italy's first female president and completely ignore how shameless a fascist she is :))))) so excited :))))))
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As a non british person who watched exactly 1 minute of the walk about thingy i can honestly say that people who comment badly on Meghan esp on twitter are actually deranged