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sil-ma-ril! gotta catch em’ all!
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Lord of the Rings - Teeth!
In Rohan, there was a piece of wisdom passed from mother to daughter out of the elder days in the East: If you wed with a wolf, you bed with his teeth.
Eowyn wed with a gentle man who loved gentleness. For all his strength of arm, he touched her reverently, like she was the first tender leaves of Spring unfurling after a hard frost.
She was teaching him the songs of Rohan for him to eagerly record. They were all full of sunlight and brotherhood, hoofbeats and the sound of spears and the wind and the rolling green. Singing them made her sad, sometimes, though she couldn’t quite say why.
She sat quietly in the garden, looking at her bed of chamomile, yarrow, kingsfoil, ginger.
Farmir draped her starry mantle around her and sat beside her for a long time in silence. At last he asked her, “Do you miss home?”
“No,” she answered honestly. She loved Ithilien. She loved the cliffs and the white rocks and the windy highlands. She loved being the mistress of her own estate. She loved that Faramir sat silently and allowed her to gather her thoughts, that he never pressed or prodded or would that she give him anything but of her own will. “I miss…” she missed the smell of blood and sword oil and the bright flash of metal. She missed the righteous burn in her body when it obeyed her commands. She missed the bulk of her armor. “I miss sword-work. May I come and watch you at the practice fields tomorrow?”
“Of course,” he said, surprised but open.
Faramir drilled cleanly and well, moving over the white, packed-down earth with delicate control. Even from the fence, Eowyn could see the in-turned look on his face, his steady hands, and knew that his sword would not falter for a moment. He was beautiful. She wanted him…she wanted…she wanted…
There were swords and helms and spare pieces of armor in the shed beside the practice field. Dernhelm found a sword that was a good span for his height and well-balanced. He buckled on a breastplate, feeling the comforting weight of it settle over his chest and smooth out the curves there. He walked out onto the field, and his bright sword bit into the morning.
“Spar?”
Faramir looked at him for a moment, then nodded, falling back and waiting for Dernhelm to make the first move.
Dernhelm lunged at him. Faramir met him neatly. Sword sang against sword, and Dernhelm’s body sang of sunlight and brotherhood, of hoofbeats and the sound of spears and the wind and the rolling green.
He led the dance until Faramir faltered, stepping back onto the wrong foot, then he forced him down onto one knee.
Faramir looked up at him, the wind pushing locks of his hair all wild, his mouth slightly open and his grey eyes like stars.
Dernhelm stood over him, breathing hard, his blade pointed straight at his heart. “If you wed with a wolf…” he said.
Faramir smiled reverently. “Come, my white wolf. Let me taste your teeth.”
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the thing is that the quest for the silmaril was clearly intended to be celegorm and curufin's shot at redemption and it's not anyone's fault but their own that they continually beef it. the quest cannot succeed without the hound of celegorm and the knife of curufin. there are clearly celegorm and curufin shaped holes in the questing party to retrieve the sacred objects to which celegorm and curufin are oathbound. it is the fault of no one except celegorm and curufin that they aren't there for the main event. i wonder if that's why angrist snapped is because beren and luthien only needed the one but it would have held for all three if celegorm and curufin had been where they had every chance to be. shame they'll never know
No but it always kills me how CURUFIN is the one who had Angrist all along and that he did fuck all with it until Beren and Luthien took it from him. The one knife strong enough to pry a Silmaril from Morgoth's crown.
And Celegorm had Huan!! These two Feanorian brothers specifically had all they needed to at least make an attempt at retrieving the Silmarils and it never really occurred them to TRY.
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This is one of the most powerful images I have ever seen, and I will reblog it every single time because every single time it brings tears to my eyes.
Grabbing an elf by the ears like handlebars and riding them but not like in a sexual way i just crash into a wall killing us both
turin with every elf he encounters but especially orodreth
Swordfish!Fëanor for @peasant-player's reverse mermaid madness, looking rather stressed.
Why do you think Fëanáro is stressed?
Lifelong belief that he was born marred in some way
Lack of hands severely limits ability to craft
Dislikes having to share his father with his stepmother and half siblings
Just saw Nolofinwë swimming by looking like he might be pregnant again*
Other (please tell us!)
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Omg feanor looks SO stressed 😂
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Nolo living his best seahorse life
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What do you mean you can just put more power into a move that makes no sense
As a lancer fan that "snicker-snack" made me take 33% recoil damage
The draft of this might have had a Drifblim showing off its modded fire-type Explosion called Castigate, but that's too niche of a reference
That's a Lancer reference right? The Manticore frame?
Edit: I'm a dunce. I totally didn't catch the Snicker-snack was a lancer ref too. My brain immediately went Jabberwocky there.
Tbf Snicker-snack is reference to both. Have a Drifblim Manticore for your efforts
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do Ents reproduce by sexual intercourse or by pollination
But if they reproduce through pollination how can they be sure they no longer reproduce? Maybe they’re anemophilous and are wind-pollinated and if they stand in a strong enough breeze an Entwife, somewhere, conceives an Entseed.
oh my god maybe the Entwives were bees
you are a mad genius
Ok, so, we have a few options:
1.) Ents reproduce exclusively through sexual intercourse, or something close to it
OR
2.) Ents reproduce via pollination and...
a.) are dioecious, with Ents producing only male flowers and Entwives producing only female flowers, and pollinated either by wind or by animals (or by hand?)
b.) have bisexual flowers, but which are so specialized that they can exclusively be pollinated by one specific species of pollinator...
The Entwives left the forest so long ago that the Ents no longer remember what they looked like. Treebeard says the Shire sounds like the sort of place they would have loved, with its gardens and flowers and agriculture. Hobbits have folklore of giant bees, named after bumblebees. Certain flowers only release pollen to “buzz pollinators”, like bumblebees.
Could it be that the Ents—who notoriously do everything slowly—failed to evolve quickly enough to compete with agricultural crops for the time and attention of their only pollinator species? Did the Entwives dump the Ents to evolve into regular bees faster than the Ents could even consciously process? DOES SAM GAMGEE THE GARDENER’S BOY KEEP ENTWIVES?!
I think we’ve done it. I think we’ve cracked the code. (Shut the fuck up, Jirt, no one asked you.)
It’s only in the movies that the Ents cannot remember the Ent wives. In the books they’ve described as having golden hair, red cheeks, and eyes like the Ents. Meaning the Entwives probably resembled the ents in appearance.
Likewise in the books the Ents were basically tree like giants instead of giant trees. As seen below
Peter Jackson reimagined the Ents as being giant trees instead of tree like giants so returning to the original question I propose a compromise:
Treebeard from the movies reproduces through pollination by the Ent Wives who are giant bees.
Treebeard from the books fucks. 
“Golden hair”?
“Red (butt) cheeks”?
Sounds like a rusty patched bumblebee to me.
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imagine being a regular elf in Valinor and one day the morning edition of the Tirion Times's top headline is THEY'RE LETTING THE DEVIL OUT OF JAIL NOW
and the rest of the paper is full of op-eds about devil jail that you have to flip through on your way to find the crossword puzzle
Historically Accurate Xena- now in full colour!
Hiccups and delays aside, here it is. Xena is equipped as an early hoplite; (my headcanon is that, owing to her immense, perhaps semi-divine strength, the bronze is between 4 and 8mm thick- too much for any muscle powered weapon to handle from any angle) packing an early Doru, a Boeotian shield, and a Makhaira sword. Gabrielle’s Amazonian outfit is a composite of Scythian grave finds; she wields a composite bow and Akinakes sword, wears an elaborate phrygian cap, and the trousers and moccasins of a culture seriously weird to Greeks. Other avenues are still waiting to be explored! Don’t forget to reblog, and tell me what you think. I’m absolutely willing to defend my questionable use of snarling Gorgoneiona. Fight me.
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