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few things more humbling than the realization that you really do write the same fic(s) over and over again

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Smirky McSmirk Smirk Face

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One of the most unintentionally hilarious moments in season 1 for me is when Galadriel is trying to convince Tar-Miriel that she definitely needs to take the threat in Middle Earth seriously

And the two of them are just trading scathing comments back and forth and glaring daggers across the table like

"The audacity of this bitch??" - literally both of them

And then there's poor Elendil, increasingly terrified of where this is going,

visibly regretting every decision he has ever made that has led him to this moment

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I'm not joking when I say I'd sell my soul for Prime Video to get the rights to Tolkien's books. When it comes to TROP, I'd accept anything. Even if the LOTR trilogy was remade with the authors of the series (don't kill me!)

All I can think about is what it would be like to see the creation of Arda, Valinor, on screen. Melkor waging war on Valinor. Mairon becoming Sauron after falling into the clutches of Morgoth. Túrin Turambar fighting the Orcs and living in Doriath. I could spend all day talking about everything I'd like them to adapt.

Prime Video give me Sauron, sorcerer, werewolf, necromancer!

Charlie Vickers dances between seduction and brutality in his portrayal of Sauron/Halbrand/Annatar. He has a lot of potential and even if it were just flashbacks I would be happy.

I just want the whole Tolkien story adapted, I love the books so much. And I would die for all of Sauron's phases adapted. I'll go back to dreaming, that's all I have left.

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once i beat the depression and the burnout and the anxiety and the loneliness and the exhaustion and the guilt and the awkwardness and the apathy and the low income and the chronic illness and the impatience and the vulnerability and the creative block and the capitalism and the cruelty THEN you'll see

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐒 as 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑/𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐍 & 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐅𝐘𝐃𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊 as 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋

the rings of power 2.08.

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If you're reading this...

go write three sentences on your current writing project.

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a ship where i see what people see but it is simply not very interesting to me personally it’s like

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐒 as 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑/𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐍 & 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐅𝐘𝐃𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊 as 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋

"he gropes ever to see me and my thought and to drink my light." the rings of power 2.08.

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i have lots of sexual fantasies such as getting through a day without a headache

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐒 as 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑/𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐍 & 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐅𝐘𝐃𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊 as 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋

the rings of power 2.08.

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Hi! Please don't tag Ha/adriel in a Celeborn and Celedriel post. Thanks!

Hi Anon! Let's take a look at the opening sentence of that post together, shall we?

This is a post about the way I like to write and think about Celeborn when I write Haladriel fanfic. This is why the tags on that post include 'Haladriel', along with 'Celeborn' and 'Celeborn x Galadriel'. Because it's a post about my Haladriel fanfic. And expecting someone not to tag 'Haladriel' on a post about their Haladriel fanfic seems a bit silly.

If you do not want to see any posts about anything featuring the ship/character you dislike (no judgement! we all have things we don't like!), here is how to use Tumblr's filtering feature on both desktop and mobile.

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I think some of you would feel less surrounded and beleaguered by antis if you weren't defining 'antis' as 'anyone whose views do not align almost exactly with mine', honestly.

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A christmas carol inspired story

Prologue

When the winds are safe

we sail to distant shores.

Beyond the hollow walls

there’s a longing for celebration.

We may find peace

and a raft to guide us

with its light towards home.

~

There’s this vision in his mind, pushing him on, keeping him going, allowing him to fulfil his purpose.

It’s a field of dark clouds and a rainy substance falling down on lost, lonely ruins, remnants of all the fights and battles. He stands there and stares at it all, his face a bitter façade. But there was no other way to reach this end, no other way to ultimate peace and order.

To rebuild on something without hope, set it on fire with a new one.

He had to bend them to his rule, he had to lead them from the darkness into the light. He had known the light once, but he had suffered so much pain to reach it again. One must go through suffering, he thinks, as the vision settles and the schemes become clearer.

There is only smoke covering the land, only plain mountain peaks and a desert of destruction, but he knows that is not all. He is not a destroyer, he is a creator, and beyond this destruction there rises something: a new life. People guided by his knowledge, by his plan, people with the will to build a better future and rise to the light.

It has been the hardest path ever for him to walk, but as he stands there, surrounded only by shadows, he can still see it, that this peace is beyond the horizon for them.

When there’s this vision, the music that surrounds the world is silent.

It does not matter that he sees only darkness, it does not matter that his path is a lonely one.

It is a sacrifice he is willing to make.

A path he will always walk.

STAVE 1 - A familiar visitor

When they pray to the Valar, he is more full of hate than ever. It’s these celebrations of Mettarë that take place on the remaining days of every year. He has witnessed them a few times since he stayed on this island full of despicable life, flashing of colours and deceitful enchantments around every corner. He had to tolerate some of the remaining festivities last year, but he has more power now and by this time in his plan he is powerful enough not to hide his resentment of these celebrations. Even more so, he has the power to suppress them.

He is the admirable one, and all will admire him, not the deceitful folk who are the faithless gods. They do not deserve such worship. Tar-Mairon does.

Continue on AO3

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Love Among the Ruins (1873) by Edward Burne-Jones (1833-1898)

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