imfromthemiddlekingdom
imfromthemiddlekingdom
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Sons of Feanor simp. Especially Caranthir. Mostly The Silmarilion + Star Wars + One Piece + Dave Filoni hate blog| Chinese
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 5 days ago
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BANG!⁍
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 13 days ago
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Behold, the cause of at least 40% of Arda's problems through chain reaction
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 19 days ago
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Curufin
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 19 days ago
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nightmare blunt rotation
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 1 month ago
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Sunrise 🌅
Unfinished art I made of Findekano. I completely forgot I made it... I just found it in my folders of uhh November?….lol….
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Him ✨✨✨
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 1 month ago
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welcome back!! for the prompts maybe some curufinrod??
thank you, hon! it’s nice to be back 😌
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Finrod/fem!Curufin preparing to present their newborn son to Finwe
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 1 month ago
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Look, the Fëanorians did awful unspeakable things (despite being my favorites), and there obviously isn't much of a generation after them. But I think it speaks to something that the three children that were raised by the Fëanorians (Celebrimbor, Elrond, and Elros) turned out to be overwhelmingly good. Celebrimbor is generous, so genuinely kind and trusting that it's used against him. Elrond is quite literally described as "kind as summer" he creates a sanctuary for everyone regardless of race and old feuds. Elros is a leader that shapes the fate of a race of men that is pure and good and curious until Sauron destroys them using all that curiosity.
The Blood of those who raised them, their hate, their grief does not seep down into the children they perhaps feel it somewhere deep at the core of their being the weight of the crimes of the elves they called father. But they bear it with raised heads, with kindness and friendship and an attempt to learn from mistakes. Even if they failed in the end they were still so so so good.
and I truly truly hope that says something about those that raised them. that they poured all the love they had left in their rotting weary hearts into those sweet little boys, and made sure they knew always, that history was theirs to live with and to work with, but the crimes and despair, belonged to those who came before them alone.
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 2 months ago
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Tumblr staff: ten options is enough for polls, right? No one needs more than that on a regular basis. The average tumblr user: Hey guys which element of the periodic table do you think is the most fuckable?
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 2 months ago
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Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 3 months ago
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My Nolofinwë brainrot is back in full force!!!!
Imagine growing up in a household where you KNOW your father loves you but not more than your elder brother who can do now wrong in his eyes even when he ignores your existence and probably hates your mother. Imagine growing up as a PRINCE of the Noldor but always coming in second in the eyes of the people because you’re NOT your brother. You don’t shine as bright as him, you’re not as crafty as him. The work of your hands do not inspire such devotion that even the gods above seek to bless it with their protection.
Imagine knowing that the sole reason for your existence is because your fathers beloved first wife was condemned to an entirety in the Halls of Mandos and thus causing your brilliant elder brother to despise your mother and ignore your existence so wholly it starts fracturing the Noldor. Imagine trying your best to be friends with your brother but him pushing you away at every turn so eventually you decide that if you can’t have his love you’d have his hatred because even hatred is better than the indifference he showed you growing up.
Imagine loving and hating your brother in equal measure, imagine hating him so much for condemning your host to the ice because of your choice to name yourself with an extra Finwë in your name yet mourning him so deeply when you cross the ice just to discover he is already dead and all your hate cannot be aimed at the person responsible because what good is holding on to that hate when he is already dead? What good is that hate when you KNOW you can never have any sort of resolution with him until the breaking of the world? What good is holding on to that hatred when your nephews are holding on by a string and civil war may very well break out due to your beloved and loathed half brother?
Do you think Nolofinwë thought of his much loved and much loathed brother Feanor when he rode out to Angbang to challenge the Dark Lord himself?
Do you think that he thought of how he might meet his end the same way Feanor did? Riding out before the host and getting ambushed by Balrogs? Do you think he thought that this is the one way he can one up his brother? By succeeding when Feanor failed? By wounding the Dark Vala so badly he refused to leave his black walls? Do you think at the end of his life when he saw Morgoths foot coming down on him, when he raised his sword for one last strike, do you think he thought that maybe, just maybe, his deeds of valour may finally make his brother proud? That maybe he lived up to his bright, fiery, spirited brother at last? That although he may not have made the greatest works known to man, but he succeeded where bright Feanor failed?
Do you think that he searched the halls for Feanor? Even knowing he may have been condemned to the void? Or do you think he, in his last moments, cursed Feanor more than he did when crossing the ice because if it weren’t for his oath to him, his children and nephews may still very much be alive?
I cannot begin to describe just how much Nolofinwë lives in my mind rent free. The angst growing up, the resentment that built up in him every single time he gets compared to Feanor, the desperation to get to know him anyways because that’s his brother! His older brother! The one that was supposed to love him but didn’t because of his mother. Gods Nolofinwë makes me feral in a way that not even the Sons of Feanor can.
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 3 months ago
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 3 months ago
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You are My Sunshine
This was inspired by a comment made on my last video by @Regnumveritatis . I can imagine Athenide singing ‘you are my sunshine’ to Asclepius as a baby and that lullaby becoming sooooo sad after he’s gone and before he comes back and ascends.
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 4 months ago
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Wine is exactly like omegaverse fanfiction
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 4 months ago
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Children i hc Perse raised, sources? My heart. Asclepius,astyanax, Remus and Romulus
Asclepius, seeing his adoptive mom around other kids: 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬
Zeus: kill the boy
Odysseus: I— I have no choice… I’ll have to use my secret move… *takes a deep breath* PERSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, YOUR UNCLE IS TELLING ME TO COMIT INFANTICIDE!!!!!!!
Zeus: 👺
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 4 months ago
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One like=one prayer, reblogs cast, ignore for american supremacy
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 4 months ago
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"I lowkey thought a Valar would know how to dodge, so I guess we're both disappointed."
Celegorm | Dieties, for c&c week :)
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(based off of and referenced from that one meme)
@cnc-week
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imfromthemiddlekingdom · 5 months ago
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But Celegorn said: 'Know this: thy going is in vain; for could ye achieve this quest it would avail nothing. Neither thee nor this Man should we suffer to keep or to give a Silmaril of Fëanor. Against thee would come all the bretheren to slay thee rather. And should Thingol gain it, then we would burn Doriath or die in the attempt. For we have sworn our Oath.' - The War of the Jewels, "The Grey Annals"
Tolkien in Color: The House of Finwë (part 10/x) < part 9 ||
for @cnc-week
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