Currently Thinking About The Phrase "argue Like An Old Married Couple" And How Elves Live For Thousands

“[Galadriel] was the greatest of the Noldor, except Fëanor maybe” that feel when your mum drains her entire immortal life force to make you maybe better than your random niece 😔

Between the curse of Mandos that loomed over every exile and Turin's own doom Beleg never stood a fucking chance. Gwindor and Turin meet for the first time and the force of their collective inability to keep a love one alive was so strong poor Beleg immediately exited the narrative

Maybe it’s the youngest sibling in me but I too would nope out of my older siblings’ drama and happily stay in Valinor if they were always at each other’s throats and suddenly decided to take their problems an entire continent away.

You couldn’t pay me to get involved, thank you and goodbye. Begone and take your enablers with you.

It will forever be my Roman Empire that the Sons of Feanor went from widely beloved princes of Valinor to the most despised and wished to be forgotten figures in history. To go from growing up and living in royal luxury, to war torn conditions, starvation, grief, and violence.

Imagine Finwe learning what happened to his beloved grandchildren. He led his people to the blessed to keep them safe, to save them from Morgoth's darkness only for them all to fall.

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Eowyn & Faramir

mixed media, 53*35 cm

Here’s a sketch of Maedhros from my work-in-progress fanfic about the Ambarussar starting a religion. Mae hasn’t heard from the twins in years, so he goes to check on them. He soon starts to feel severely overdressed when he arrives at the twins’ isolated ascetic cult community where everyone wears the same brown tunic (he has zero clue what he’s walking into.)

I aim to draw the twins next but alas they will be less sexy since they are quite emaciated, especially Amrod

A5 paper, markers, took about three hours

I just dipped into Appendix F for an unrelated reason, and I think it’s funny that out of everything Sauron ever did — a master craftsman and teacher, a commander and conqueror, a deceiver and seducer, who achieved so much and, even in defeat, usually came verrrry close and tended just to reappear later all the stronger — one thing he utterly failed at was making Black Speech the common language of all his servants. He made grammar and vocab and syntax, and then the orcs could never figure out how to use his system. They ended up with such a hodge podge of fragmented, bastardized versions of the language that they were often incomprehensible to each other and had to fall back on Westron, the language of their enemies, to be understood even within Mordor.

It feels extremely JRR to me that he would let his Big Bad Villain kill and maim and enslave and despoil the environment, but he simply couldn’t allow Sauron to succeed at…linguistics.

Fruit harvest festival

Nerdanel & Feanaro

Maglor: rating the places where I've cried!

Valinor: nice place. To nice. Ruins the vibe. 4/10

Himring: has long hallways, great acoustics and a very depressing atmosphere, but also Nelyo is there to tell me to stop being so dramatic. 6/10

Battlefield: absolutely no. 1/10

Beach: amazing. Uninterrupted. People think I'm a siren or a vengeful ghost. Or a crab for some reason. Befriended a seagull. 9/10. One point gets deducted because the sand is impossible to get out of my clothes.