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I think the funniest possible explanation for all the missing or nameless wives in the Finwëan family tree is that there is an equal number of nameless husbands (of men), and whoever recorded the family trees didn’t have sexist goggles on so much as they had Finwëan bloodline goggles on

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“average person eats 3 spiders a year” factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave & eats over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

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yes, kind of, absolutely not, absolutely yes (my job), yes, yes, yes

let’s settle this shit but do NOT reblog if you’re gonna be modest about it like a little BITCH. anyway privilege check tell me which ones apply to you: hot, funny, can dance, can do math, can spell, can drive, can cook

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headcanon that maglor doesn’t write any lyrics to his compositions. melodies flow like water and come second nature to him but putting words behind the music is difficult.

maedhros is the skilled wordsmith of the family and writes the lyrics and poems to maglor’s songs

so after the first age, maglor only plays the melodies and it takes him a long time to start singing again and his first isolated work is the noldolantë

also it is one of maedhros’s works that fingon sang when he rescued him

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When I got to the scene in the newest chapter of The Harrowing by @chthonion, where we see Maedhros facing away as Annatar comes in...it painted such a clear visual in my mind I had to draw it! It didn’t quite turn out as it was in my head, but still: Here is a Maedhros facing away (having a crisis) \o/

(My second digital drawing ever and it's fanart hahaha)

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Revised Oath of Feanor Because I noticed the top and bottom bit were missing. Genius. Brilliant, I say.

“Be he foe or friend, be he foul or clean, brood of Morgoth or bright Vala, Elda or Maia or Aftercomer, Man yet unborn upon Middle-Earth, Neither law nor love, nor league of swords, dread nor danger nor Doom itself, shall defend him from Feanor, and Feanaro’s kin, whoso hideth or hoardeth, or in hand taketh, finding keepeth or afar casteth a Silmaril. This swear we all: death we will deal him ere Day’s ending, woe unto world’s end! Our word heareth thou, Eru Allfather! To the everlasting Darkness doom us if our deed faileth. On the holy mountain hear in witness and our vow remember, Manwe and Varda!”

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The Devil Went Down to Georgia and The Battle of Sauron and Finrod Felagund are opposites:

both include challenging the devil to a musical battle

which goes well for Johnny and poorly for Finrod

in this essay i will

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i love the silm fandom and idc that i’m getting sappy on main. i love that we call maedhros nelyo and maitimo and russandol. i love that we call maglor kano and celegorm tyelko. i love that we affectionately call it silm and not the silmarillion. i love that we write heartwrenching fics and then the cutest, fluffiest oneshots right after. i love scrolling through my dash and seeing the most beautiful fanart known to man because if we don’t have a screen adaptation you better know the artists are gonna make one themselves. i love seeing edits that are literally just animated fanart and phonk music but that are on another plane of reality. i love headcanons. i love fanon. i love the canon. i love that we can all read silm and though we might have different opinions on characters and themes and blorbos we all are united in our overwhelming, indescribable love for it. i love how we all collectively defend maedhros. i love seeing the most unhinged ship tags ever on fics and them being actually really well written. i love that i’ve never read a single badly written silm fic in my life. i love that we can make shitposts about our fav kinslayers and then 2k word essays on the length of turgon’s sword right after. i love russingon. i love beleg and turin. i love how we took material that has such rigid, archaic language and made it our own, brought it to life. idc i love this fandom so much y’all are everything.

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Rivendell has the distinct honor of never hosting Saruman, though I think I’d prefer the lifestyle and vibe of the Shire more.

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If Morgoth is a Thought of Eru Ilúvatar, and Morgoth is the original corruption of Arda, then I don’t think Eru is as omnibenevolent as Tolkien would want us to think.

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Being in the silm fandom is so fun, because Tolkien basically went-

[grabs 98% of Elven Royalty, Mannish Royalty, and a Maia]

[APPROACH THE BLENDER]

[BZZZZZZZZZZZ]

[Pours Elrond into an elf-shape mold, but Off]

[APPROACH THE OVEN]

[Bakes Elrond with the heat of The Horrors for 6000+ minutes]

[D I N G]

[Puts Elrond on a plate]

And that’s the recipe for one of the most popular blorbos.

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@lordgrimwing writing fanfiction on the tv for today

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Behond one if the funniest things ive seen on reddit in a hot minute

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Nerdanel and Fëanor over a baby Curufin:

Nerdanel: Absolutely not, Fëanáro, his first word will be ammë!

Fëanor: No, I can feel it, he is a father's boy! You named him yourself! His first word will be atar!

Curufin: -gurgles-

Nerdanel: Say ammë, a-m-m-ë!

Fëanor: Say atar! Or perhaps atya, which is a permutation of the--

Curufin: N, n, n, n....

Nerdanel: Oh! He's trying to say my name! How sweet! And see? An elfling will call for his moth--

Curufin: NELLLYOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

- Camera pans to a frazzled, disheveled, and tired looking Maedhros with Maglor, Celegorm, and Caranthir already hanging off him -

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I made bread for the first time this morning! I was worried that my yeast had died but on my third proofing attempt it finally did something bubbly. I let the stuff rise overnight in the fridge, which gave it this amazing yeasty fermented flavor that I loved. The crust isn’t lovely but the texture makes up for it. Overall solid 7/10 for first attempt!

Credit/blame goes to @chthonion and their fic The Harrowing, whose latest chapter featured fresh bread and finally made me use that yeast in my fridge!

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Nonsexual intimacy + knife kink + mutually unrequited feelings =

…uh, enemies to queerplatonic worsties?

Spin this wheel of ~300 AO3 tags three times.

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It never ceases to amuse me that Feanor’s narrative arc ends like THAT.

like this guy is built up to be a genius in 2384739847 different ways, charismatic as fuck, insanely spiritually powerful, made the magical artifacts the book is named after, he’s got Sexy Protagonist Energy for days, you’re only like a few chapters into the actual story of the Silmarillion, so you’re like “yeah, alright, this guy’s our guy, i can’t wait to see what crazy shit he gets up to in Middle-earth, what kind of character development he has–”

and then he gets to Beleriand, tries to fight Satan, and IMMEDIATELY dies. like. Battle #1. he beefs it. literally spontaneously combusts.

AND YOU STILL HAVE MOST OF THE REST OF THE BOOK LEFT. absolutely ICONIC of tolkien to kill his main character in the first third of the story, and then despite elves being able to return from the dead, he literally never does, not even post-canon. NO ONE ELSE CAN PULL THAT OFF. this is SUCH a power move.

….on a more serious note, Feanor’s decisions and motivations leave a huge impact on every other character, almost every other plot point in the entire story can be traced back to what he did, and killing him off not only increases his narrative importance to those he left behind but also makes it impossible for any character to actually confront him or reconcile with him. he’s a ghost throughout the whole rest of the story, but he’s haunting everyone in myriad ways, through the Oath, through the Silmarils, through his sons, through the repercussions of the First Kinslaying, through the unrest of the Noldor and the rebellion against the Valar, through everything.

So like. Feanor might die as soon as he sets foot in Beleriand, which is hilarious from a narrative standpoint - but only at first glance. Because he’s still there for the rest of the story. You can’t escape him, no matter how hard you try.