#/my circus my monkeys but tolkien

[that-angry-noldo]

i want to talk about my finarfin & mental health headcanons

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

Ok, but i can just imagine, many years post canon in valinor when legolas is visiting the twins at the same time as the kidnap dads are visiting elrond:

Maglor, trying to be friendly with his grandsons’ friend: so... what are your thoughts in regards to the kinslayings?

Legolas: idk, i mean it’s not like i was directly affected by it so i can’t exactly hold out too much judgement. Also, while horrible, the shit ya’ll did does not even come near my top 100 fucked up things i’ve witnessed while in middle earth.

Maedhros: wasn’t- wasn’t your grandfather, oropher, from Doriath though?

Legolas: lmao, yeah, but if you think he didn’t contemplate murder, specifically regicide, a time or 100, then you’ve clearly never met him.

Legolas: besides, he once tried to destroy the world way back in the days before Orome stumbled across the elves, he has no leg to stand on.

Maedhros:...

Maglor: your dad, though?

Legolas: both my father and grandmother chose to stay with the silvans when they split off during the great journey. So even if grandfather Oropher had died in doriath, it wouldn’t have affected my existence.

Legolas: so like i said, it’s really not my place to hold a grudge against you when there are plenty of elves that were actually affected by it doing the job just fine.

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Btw, this is my Miriel and thranduil are twins au so don’t come at me with “but that’s not canon!”

[spookshowcinema-blog]

Library of the Damned: Servant of the Underworld

Welcome kiddos to Library of the Damned. Remember books? Those things the other kids used to throw at you in school? The magical well from which movies and TV shows emerge? Well it turns out that they’re pretty great. Who knew? So in addition to Podcasts, Movies, and Comics, we’ll be taking a look at the oldest and classiest medium there is, Literature! Today’s feature: Aliette de Bodard’s  Servant of the Underworld .

Servant of the Underworld is a (wait for it), “Meso-American Fantasy Noir” (ooh, it gives me goosebumps every time I get to type that out) set in a fictionalized version of Tenochitlan, the capital of the Mexica empire. “But Mateo”, you say, “why are you covering a fantasy novel on a horror blog?” Well, A. Fuck you. My Circus, My Monkeys.  And B. Have you read anything about Aztec Mythology?

If you have, congratulations! We can probably be friends! If not, well I can’t blame you. Aztec Mythology is some of the most brutal and intense mythos floating out there in the stratosphere, and it has been pretty much ignored by Western Fantasy Fiction. In a world where every kid in America can name at least three norse gods right after they finish watching Hercules on Blu Ray, the Myths and stories of the Mexica remain untapped.

If it sounds like I’m about to start frothing at the mouth and start screaming about the lack of representation of Meso-American Fantasy Fiction, it’s because I probably am. So before the men in white coats put me in a straight jacket and throw me in a padded cell, let’s dig into Servant of the Underworld!

In Servant of the Underworld, we follow Acatl-tzin, the High Priest of the Dead. As the High Priest to the God of Death Mictlantecuhtli, it is Acatl’s responsibility to determine cause of death as well performing the holy rituals to send the dead safely into the underworld. When a powerful priestess is seemingly killed and his brother is framed for the crime, Acatl is tasked with hunting down the culprits and clearing his brother’s name. Over the course of his investigation, Acatl runs afoul of demons, interrogates capricious Gods, and quite possibly saves the fifth world.

This book is good folks. Like really good. It’s so good that even though I’ve got it on Audiobook, I want to rush out and buy it in hardcover so that I can give it a place of honor on my bookshelf. I want to lend it to everyone I know who reads books. I want to lend it to everyone I know who doesn’t read books! I want to read overblown think pieces written about that trend on facebook. I want to geek out about its TV adaptation and listen to weekly episode recap podcasts about it!

I like it, is what I’m saying.

What makes this book so good? A lot of things, but we can basically boil it down to two key traits; quality and rarity.Quality pretty much speaks for itself. Servant of the Underworld is a well written novel with solid prose and solid pacing. More specifically, it’s an excellent example of the Fantasy Noir Sub-Genre.

Fantasy Noir is a peculiar sub-genre. The two genres it’s meant to combine don’t seem like natural bedfellows in the same way that other popular cross-genre mashup do. I’m talking mainstays like the action-comedy and Fantasy-Romances. But when you look at the international success of series like “The Witcher” and Terry Pratchett’s “City Watch” books, it’s clear that there’s something in the genre that resonates with readers.

For its part, Servant of the Underworld scratches both the fantasy and noir itches nicely. Like any good noir the stakes start out small and spiral outward to greater and greater levels. As it’s not bound by the constraints of reality, the stakes end up at world ending proportions, a nice touch that puts the “vast” in noir’s vast conspiracy. As a fantasy novel, Servant of the Underworld paint a rich and vibrant world of blood magic and sacred ritual. The magical and social laws that govern this world make sense, and feel fresh to longtime readers of the genre.

Rarity, on the other hand, is a bit less self-explanatory. Remember how I warned you about frothing at the mouth and the men in white coats? Well this is where that might happen. Rarity, in regards to Servant of the Underworld, refers to the fact that aside from its own sequels, there really isn’t another book like it.

Fantasy is a genre that’s dominated by European folklore and mythology. Fantasy Novels are jam packed with aged Wizards and illustrious Elves, filled to the brim with rosy cheeked Dwarves and savage Orcs. We can thank Tolkien and his seminal Lord of The Rings series for this. For better or for worse, his books served as the backbone for what the Fantasy genre would become.  

This status quo isn’t typically a bad thing. The familiar is familiar because it is comforting and enjoyable. But we’ve gotten to the point where European Fantasy worlds are not only the norm, but the only option. Fantasy is meant to be a genre made of impossibilities, a well infinite realities and endless wonders. And yet, rather than a countless cavalcade of new ideas, we find a ceaseless stream of variations on the same old idea.

Servant of the Underworld is the best Meso-American Fantasy book I’ve ever read. It’s also the only Meso-American Fantasy book I’ve ever read. I want to read more like it, and right now those books aren’t out there. Let’s change that.

[that-angry-noldo]

names in quenya: literally chill. combine two words, maybe add a suffix. the world is your oyster

names in sindarin: ALRIGHT HERE ARE 35647 RULES YOU NEED TO OBEY IN ORDER TO COMBINE TWO WORDS. IF YOU DON'T I'LL SHOOT YOU WHERE YOU STAND

[that-angry-noldo]

today i got called "a person who yeets sad finarfin juice onto tumblr" in a discord server totally unrelated to me and that was my absolute moment of internet fame. nothing will ever top this. i want this engraved on my tombstone

[that-angry-noldo]

i think the one thing you could never guess about me is that i entered this fandom as first and foremost a melkor girlie. fr cheered and clapped yelling "that's my son" every time he appeared in the text

anyways yeah. useless confession time

[that-angry-noldo]

i have lost all my self control i am translating skovoroda to quenya

[that-angry-noldo]

it's 8:30, i am sick, and unironically writing an aegnor apologism essay. i think i got my priorities wrong somewhere along the way.

[that-angry-noldo]

by the way, to all the people who left nice comments/spam liked/reblogged with nice words my werefinrod stuff: thank you

the next part is taking longer than expected but this motivates me a lot and i'm glad people are enjoying it :)

[that-angry-noldo]

me: *thinks about war of wrath*

me: *listens to cyclopus saga*

me:

me: no but what if

[that-angry-noldo]

me: i want to make an au full of fluff and giggles, a nice break from the stuff i usually write

my brain: so what i'm hearing is you want an au full of angst and tears and gutwrenching feels that you sob over while writing

me:

me: now why would you do this

[that-angry-noldo]

you know what. i'm creating a silmarillion quest. the polls had given me too much power

[that-angry-noldo]

alright i finished studying maths for my test so i'm gonna put my phone aside clean up the kitchen and work on cyclops draft

[that-angry-noldo]

me: no lets do something productive

my brain: no morwen hurin PAIN TEARS NOW

me:

me, sobbing: why would you do this

[that-angry-noldo]

my sister, looking at the cover of beren and luthien: why is this girl riding a dog?

me: the dog saved her from its owner

my sister: oh. what did the owner do?

me: wanted to marry her

my sister: marry the... dog?....

[that-angry-noldo]

"do you know how the orcs first came to be?" i ask the cute boy in the cafe and while he thinks it is a nerdy pick-up line i fully intend to go ballistic on pj's movies and introduce him to the wast despair of silmarillion. and then i'm going to break him by revealing tolkien himself had no idea. he's probably going to walk out of the cafe immediately after but hey, it'll be worth it