Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Three Goblin Art
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Acquired Stardust
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Growing Mushrooms Ch.1 It Begins in a Garden & Ch.2 Judgement
FINALLY
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65417551/chapters/168353500
summary: After the War of the Ring, Mairon, broken, hollow, is brought before the Valar’s court, waiting to be cast into the Void. What he doesn’t expect is for them to give him 6,000 years of community service to atone instead, thanks to one very persistent elf.
also a mood board specifically for Chapter 1. It Begins in a Garden
I'm actually so sad about rings of p*wer bc a show about the making of the rings focused on the combination of dwarf and elf culture and scholarship in Eregion and Celebrimbor and Annatar's friendship has genuinely so much potential.
They could've had Celebrimbor caught between loyalty to his friend vs Galadriel's warnings. They could've focused on Annatar grappling with his morality and his loyalties. They could've shown Narvi and Celebrimbor collaborating and creating a union of their people. They could've explored the morality of Celebrimbor always seeing the good in people and making Eregion a place where everyone was welcome regardless of their past. They could've focused on him knowing that there was something off about Annatar but refusing to listen to Galadriel because he wanted to believe that love and friendship could solve everything. They could've paralleled it with LOTR where love and friendship does infact solve everything.
But no, they had to go and do that. And they didn't even give anyone cool hair.
they would NOT fucking have communication skills that good
#technically they know and understand each other better than anyone else alive#but they communicate that in the most fucked up insane unnecessarily complicated way and think thats normal
Every fanart i see of rocky and adrian is just this and i love it
If Project Hail Mary taught us anything it's that forced romance subplots have ruined movies. Too many stories about guys sacrificing themselves to save girls and not enough movies about guys sacrificing themselves to save their cool rock alien friend.
Contrary to popular belief the biggest beginner's roadblock to art isn't even technical skill it's frustration tolerance, especially in the age of social media. It hurts and the frustration is endless but you must build the frustration tolerance equivalent to a roach's capacity to survive a nuclear explosion. That's how you build on the technical skill. Throw that "won't even start because I'm afraid it won't be perfect" shit out the window. Just do it. Just start. Good luck.
Validation goes a long way in helping build a frustration tolerance— like, yeah it’s not *perfect* but it made *someone* happy so I’m going to continue to make things so I can make *more* people happy.
At least that’s how it was for me lol
On that note, I'd argue developing a thick skin is essential in the age of social media. Yes validation can help artistic frustration, but validation isn't free flowing. Especially for beginner artists posting their work for the first time. Social media is inundated with art and the best will always get the most attention. The hard truth is you're going to have to get used to your work being ignored. And having to learn to believe in yourself and striving on anyway. It's a perpetual cycle of persistence - frustration - validation. This shit is hard. Not gonna lie. But yep, at the heart of it really is, just create. It'll always be worth it in the end.
video game and film fandoms will come and go for me but the Silmarillion fandom will never die. because that book came out like 50 years ago and we're all still trying to figure out what the hell is going on there.
Average Silmarillion fan:
Melkor: [bursting through the doors with urgency]
Melkor: I just fondled a baddie.
Thuringwethil: It’s “fumbled a baddie”, my Lord.
Mairon: [entering while brushing down his rumpled clothes]
Mairon: No he means fondled.
Isn't the main thing about Melkor and Sauron really just that Melkor is the dark side of adhd and Sauron is the dark side of autism /hj (correct me if I'm wrong tho it's been a minute since I've read the books)
what if celebrimbor had whatsapp🤣🤣🤣
“Haha remember when murder-hornets were gonna be a thing? What a nothingburger.”
Yes, because the Washington state government activated like a sleeper-cell and ruthlessly, systematically hunted them down and annihilated them.
“Y2K came to nothing amirite?”
Yes because an army of software engineers working around the clock, losing sleep, and busting ass till the last minute prevented it from happening.
“Remember the hole in the ozone layer?”
You mean the one that was fixed through rigorous world wide government action?
One of the root problems of our society is a refusal or inability by media to articulate that all those “it’s gonna be an apocalypse” disasters were not disasters because we collectively did something about them.
The good news is this is actually quite correctable. I maintain my firm belief that we as humans are capable of solving almost all of our problems, when we decide to do so.
And I still think that’s going to happen. I don’t know when or how, but I do know that abandoning hope won’t help bring it about.
And I refuse to let the cynics own a chunk of my heart.
Happy Smallpox Eradication Day
Can you imagine being stuck in space completely alone with only the corpses of your friends for company, and the first living thing you meet after 46 years of that misery is a fucking weird alien creature who just rolls up with crazy advanced tech and goes "hi let's work together" and makes it possible for you to save your world through the power of friendship and molecular biology. AND THEN you find out that in this creature's language, its name means "mercy". Happened to my good friend Rocky btw
Trying to fix my values and threw a few Zukka in there 🫢
all all all
Lord of the rings from Saurons perspective is a fucking fever dream because he started by reforming his essence into some physical form in mirkwood and before he even has enough strength to feel that the ring was even in the same forest as him he gets chased off by a group of wizards and elves looking to fuck some shit up. There goes his plan to get a dragon on his side
So he holds up in mordor gathering a new army, and only after about a century is he strong enough to do cool magic shit again, by that time however the ring hadnt been used in decades so there were no whispers of it except oops we found this weird little fucker who keeps yelling about his fucking precious, better go check out “shire baggins” whatever the fuck that is
So he finds out a fucking hobbit has his ring which in middle earth terms is like finding out mr magoo has your fucking nuclear launch codes. So he starts sending wave after wave of his own men to get the ring and they keep failing cause this fucking hobbit has friends. He has his homie saruman send some uruk-hai to get them and then sends some goblins to make sure everything goes right but for no apparent reason they stop reporting in, (something about horses and trees?) so he sends a guy to ask saruman straight out wheres my fucking ring and saruman straight up lies about it. Next thing he hears saruman has launched an all our invasion of rohan with 10000 uruk-hai so rip the bronies right? Nope the next day his army is defeated and saruman has fucking vanished.
Confused as fuck now sauron gets a fucking phone call from a god damn hobbit (ITS YOU!) but all he gets out of the little sovereign citizen is some shit about “i do not answer questions” and next thing he hears the hobbit has gone to fucking gondor. Alright send fucking everything we got, take gondor do whatever it takes get my fucking ring back. And what does he have to worry about right? After all even if rohan helps he’ll still win. Wtf is that an army of ghosts???!?!?!?
So then hes sitting there with his diminished army trying to figure out his next plan of attack and he gets another fucking phone call from the god damn great grandson of the prick who cut off his ring in the first place. “Oi cunt i got ur ring and im gonna fuc u up m8!” *click*
Goody he thinks, this arrogant sob is gonna bring my ring right to me, time to throw everything i got at this bastard. So then the fight starts hes super excited cause hes clearly winning and OH DEAR GOD MY RING IS IN THE VOLCANO HOW THE FU- *dies*
Now hes a weird ghost thing that cant ever do anything but lament how big a prick he is
this might piss some people off but I don’t think some of you actually ever tried to unlearn your hatefulness. you just came out as queer and decided your new targets really truly deserve it this time.
you. you get it.
pov you see something alive after being alone for 40 years
