Aragorn as a young ranger

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Aragorn as a young ranger
Galadriel: I give you the light of Earendil our most beloved star
Feanor shouting from the Void:
What I love about this is that it is, indeed, incredibly IC for Fëanor's response to that statement to essentially be the above, and to locate the meaning of "our most beloved star" specifically in, solely, the Silmaril - ergo in his work - because Fëanor's narcissism eats entire suns, or would if it could.
But let's unpack what it means for Galadriel to refer to Eärendil as "our most beloved star".
Our.
That word has a particular meaning here. To begin with, Eärendil is Idril's son, and Turgon, Idril's father, was Galadriel's first cousin and part of the host that crossed Helcaraxë with Galadriel. Notably, of that host, Fingolfin, Galadriel and Finrod are named as the leaders who are predominantly responsible for getting them across mostly alive - but Turgon is Fingolfin's second son.
There's no realistic way you shake that out to mean anything other than they were functionally close and knew each other well. Turgon's wife Elenwë was one of those lost on Helcaraxë. We don't know how old Idril was at the time, but we do know she was born in Aman, so the very youngest she could possibly be is a year or so old, which means you have anything from Galadril already having known her well from growing up as family in Aman, to Galadriel watching her growup in the aftermath of the Exile, until the point where Galadriel took up residence in Doriath and Idril went with Turgon to Gondolin.
Moreover, Galadriel was a survivor of the Sack of Doriath, which means she would have been part of the community at the mouth of Sirion where Idril and Tuor, carrying Eärendil, would have ended up after the destruction of Gondolin.
She would have known him as a little boy, and an older boy; she would have known him as an awkward tween, and a gangling teen, and a new husband to Elwing, and an enraptured new father. She would probably have had something to say about him taking up his father's habit of attempting to sail west, although who knows in what direction.
She also survived the Third Kinslaying, when Elwing with the Silmaril threw herself into the Sea.
To most people in this story, Eärendil is, well, a story. Even to Elrond - in whose house Aragorn, if you recall, was not even going to fucking TOUCH this topic Thank Much - who is let us not forget Eärendil's son, he is at best the fuzzy memory of a very small boy.
Not to Galadriel. Galadriel knew Eärendil's mother before she even had the name "Galadriel". She would have known Eärendil himself from childhood to the day he left and never returned. And the Silmaril he's wearing?
That's the Silmaril - the specific one of the three - that Galadriel's older brother died for, because of Thingol's stupid bride-price. It's the one Thingol then died for, again largely because of his own stupidity. It's the one Doriath and Sirion both burned for, and that stole Elwing from her children and then allowed Elwing and Eärendil to find their way to Aman as the only people who could, to petition for the Valar to intervene on behalf of what was left of the Lost and the Exiled.
And then finally it was the one that allowed the killing of Ancalagon the Black, the dragon so vast he broke a three-peaked volcano when he fell, and without whose death the War of Wrath might not have been won.
So yeah, Fëanáro Curufinwë, sure. We agree that the Silmarils are in their light etc etc* better than anything, even the Kindler's work. But nobody's ever disputed that, including her, which is why she hallowed them for you. Possibly even this is the reason that his light is powerful enough that she can draw it out of her fountain into a glass phial which is still a massive flex given she's doing it in MIDDLE EARTH but ANYWAY . . .
But that's not what makes Galadriel call Eärendil our most beloved star. Eärendil is beloved because of both everything he represented and everything he did (including in the end attempting to take all of the possible consequences for showing up and saying "hey. WE NEED HELP" on himself alone)†; and for her in particular he is beloved because she would have known him, seen him grow, seen what led him to become what he is now, and fully understand that.
But Fëanor would completely miss all of that, which is why he'll be sitting in Mandos for another few Ages before anyone actually wants to talk to him again.
[*which originally came from the Two Trees, which Yavanna made, but I digress]
[†the fact that Elwing went "you know my grandmother always told me not to let my future partner make STUPIDASS MARTYRIC DECISIONS and here I thought she was just PROJECTING . . . " and jumped off the ship after him doesn't mean he didn't TRY]
Lord of the Rings (1978)
dir. by Ralph Bakshi
no but i'm still thinking about how much boromir would fucking LOVE the shire
it is beautiful rolling hills just stuffed to the GILLS with hobbits
including BABY HOBBITS
HOBBITS BUT SOMEHOW IMPOSSIBLY EVEN SMALLER
and yeah the adults might be fairly wary, but we see in the first movie that the kids come running immediately to see gandalf in hopes of seeing something magic
and now??? here is LARGE PERSON??? who can play swords and toSS THEM REAL HIGH UP IN THE AIR AND CATCH THEM???
boromir deserved to retire as the grandpa of endless waves of hobbits, and i will cry forever that he never got to live his destiny
weeping on the floor about
the idea of a hobbit mama scolding her faunts not to get too rough with "nice mr. boromir" as this man is exactly where he wants to be being dogpiled by giggly bb hobbits who absolutely "defeated" him in "combat"
warrior hands that have seen so much violence SO gently holding a TEENY TINY baby hobbit he was handed to let a papa hobbit track down his wayward toddler
(boromir fighting back tears because THEY COME THIS SMALL??? HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE???? THE BABY FITS IN ONE OF HIS HANDS???) (baby yawns and snuggles their lil cheek against his thumb and this man is nearly brought to his knees)
Official Manager Of Lifting Big Things
boromir accidentally joining a hobbit stitch and bitch club because someone's gammer asked him to carry her yarn for her to the meeting and he didn't know how to leave after he was greeted and handed food and tea
the club is actually fun, and the hobbit grannies respond to his tales of politics and battle with the same sympathetic clucking that they do to rivals stealing recipes, including his hand being patted sympathetically
boromir gets his own special big cup that moves from house to house for meetings so he can get an acceptable amount of tea for gossip time
there is So Much Lap for bb hobbits to claim
the concept of bb hobbits making him a flower crown for the spring festival so he can match everyone but having to adjust it twice because it's the first one they've made so big before
the idea of bb hobbits who heard stories (mostly from pippin and merry) who now yell out "GONDOR >:D" when charging into a playfight (they don't know what a gondor is) (they're not interested in learning)
(five of them are holding up boromir's shield and can't see past it) (they will charge headfirst into a tree) (they will learn nothing from this experience)
boromir having to learn how to do the cat owner shuffle because there are always faunts underfoot (usually trying to catch a lift on his feet because he can step SO high :D)
gandalf being lowkey salty because HE still gets side glances??? but boromir??? is basically seen as everyone's relative who just happens to be very large??? yes he is Big Folk, but above and beyond that, he is hobbit ✊😔
@milady-bugg oh my god great pyrenees boromir
@little---furnace
oh my god cultural misunderstanding of
in gondor: constantly at war, awareness of supply use, the polite thing to do is to ask for more if you want it but to always have finished what's on your plate when you're done.
in the shire: with hobbit appetites, a fully empty plate means a guest needs more. no one wastes a bunch (leavings will be fed to the pigs), but good manners to show you've had enough involves leaving just a bit to show you were well-satisfied and completely full. an empty plate means you need more to fill up the corners.
so boromir is trying to be done, but the hobbits just keep putting more on his plate, and it turns into a feedback loop of politeness that ends with boromir eating more than he ever has and still being stuck at this tea party two hours past when he first tried to leave.
the comedy of this poor man trying SO hard to eat fast enough that he can put his plate down and escape versus hobbit granny watching him like a hawk with serving tongs in one hand and a tray of mini quiche in another.
i am banned from eating my herring inside. they make me eat it on the smoking area by the loading dock, under the theory that it already smells bad there. but it was raining today which was preventing my breakfast, so i was feeling sad and hungry and then i realized that there was a large cardboard box in the dumpster from a previous delivery. like a fridge sized box. so i fished it out of the dumpster, then tipped it on its side and had a nice little cardboard cave to watch the rain and eat my fish in. which was a great experience. very soothing. very zen. at least until the security guard from the day before stepped outside to smoke. then i tried hiding from him by crawling deeper in the box, which unfortunately did not work. instead he saw a sort of damp sniveling pale hairless creature eating fish in a box, and delivered the verbal killshot of "good morning, mr. smeagol." which is how my day was ruined before 8 am.
i am banned from eating my herring inside. they make me eat it on the smoking area by the loading dock, under the theory that it already smells bad there. but it was raining today which was preventing my breakfast, so i was feeling sad and hungry and then i realized that there was a large cardboard box in the dumpster from a previous delivery. like a fridge sized box. so i fished it out of the dumpster, then tipped it on its side and had a nice little cardboard cave to watch the rain and eat my fish in. which was a great experience. very soothing. very zen. at least until the security guard from the day before stepped outside to smoke. then i tried hiding from him by crawling deeper in the box, which unfortunately did not work. instead he saw a sort of damp sniveling pale hairless creature eating fish in a box, and delivered the verbal killshot of "good morning, mr. smeagol." which is how my day was ruined before 8 am.
All dead… all rotten. Elves and men and orcses. A great battle, long ago. The Dead Marshes… yes, that is their name
The Guarded Tower
the great Hound of Valinor and the wolf that swallowed a star
Friendly reminder that Gandalf and the balrog are technically the same species
Friendly reminder that Gandalf and the balrog are technically the same species
Frodo: *stabbed by an immortal blade*
The Hobbits: What do we do Mr. Strider
The Hobbits: *looking to this big scary mountain man so intimidating and mysterious they don’t even know his real name*
Aragorn, truly just some guy at heart: I’m gonna call my dad
7. The moon was shining in a broad silver crescent. He held up the map and the white light shone through it. “What is this?” he said. “There are moonletters here, beside the plain runes which say ‘five feet high the door and three may walk abreast.’”
the horn call of gondor
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