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Your Grace, do you magically lose your hair upon becoming an Inquisitor or are you required to shave regularly?
Like the obligators, we shave our heads every day. It can be a hassle, but it doesn't have to be, thanks to this post's sponsor: TerrismanScaped!*
*it's when we give our terrisman a razor and he shaves our heads
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Source: Callum Furnell TikTok
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Me (doesnât like sports, but is mysteriously drawn to watching sports documentaries and dramas) watching the Beckham documentary: wow, lots of Ted Lasso references in this thing
#I do pay attention to a lot of sports news for someone who does not like sports#but there is so much in this documentary I didnât know#like that felicity haircut moment#ðââïž#beckham documentary
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the twins âŒïž
#eurydiceryn#my art#my work#twisted wonderland#twst#more trad art#i love this floyd one sm wait#the jade one is EHHH so look away#look at his prettier brother instead i beg#im stuck in a predicament where my favorite character in whole of twst is jade but i like drawing his twin more LMFAOO#jade's hairstyle is too clean for me BE LIKE FLOYD!! cute messy hair makes up for that atrocious haircut ðââïž#floyd leech#jade leech
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For when Dearest Lindir returns to the land of the living from his unfortunate fainting spell:
Hello! ð Would you be so kind to share a story or five about the wisest of your kin, Lord Celeborn?
For one, he must be an ellon of tremendous nerve and patience to wilfully wed be besotten with such a bold brave lady as Galadriel. Indeed, I am in awe of his sensibility and management skills!
This request, of course, has absolutely nothing to do with the, ah, rumours circulating the lands. Lord Thranduil himself has allegedly debunked them, and what is he if not earnest and honest?
Sending chocolate chip cookies to your lovely assistant scribe and a soothing balm for your headache,
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Dearest boop-le-snoot, I hope you are not too disappointedâ Tis only I, Eredin, humble assistant scribe, at your service. ððïž However, I bring glad tidings! Lord Lindir is beside me, sipping honeyed tea with all the grace of a noble scholar⊠though I must confess, he remains ever so slightly beside himself after the ahem âtwinkâ incident. (He told me not to say that, but alas, my fingers have already betrayed me. ð)
Now, to your delightful inquiryâLord Celeborn. Ah. How does one begin to describe such a figure?
Indeed, you are correct: it takes an ellon of tremendous nerve and unfathomable patience to stand beside Lady Galadrielâthe Lady of Light, of wisdom, power, and radiant magnificence. Truly, I do not believe anyone could measure up to her brilliance. She is a force entire. âšð
Lord Celeborn, for his part, is⊠peculiar. Not unkindâno, noâbut possessed of a calm so deep, one wonders if he ever worries, or if he simply transcended the emotion ages ago. Still, rumor has it that he once faced a very angry Balrogânot with sword or shield, but with a single raised brow and a scathing remark. The Balrog left. ðð¥
Allow me to share not one, but three tales that illustrate Lord Celebornâs most peculiar composureâtruly, I remain in awe (and slight confusion) as to how one can remain so utterly impassible in such dramatic circumstances. I mean, even Lord Elrondâstoic, wise, and unfazed by most catastrophesâreacted. Yet Celeborn? Like a marble statue. Unbothered. Unmoving. A mystery. ð«¢âš
ð¿ 1. The Balrog Incident (Yes, That One) Long ago, during a diplomatic gathering, a heated debate took place regarding ancient defense strategies. Lord Elrond himself leaned forwardâbrow furrowed, voice edged with tension. The room was thick with unease. And then? A messenger burst in, breathless, whispering rumors of a Balrog awakening in distant halls. Gasps! ðð¥
Lord Elrond stood. Glorfindel drew his sword dramatically (unnecessary, but predictable).
And Lord Celeborn?
He took a sip of his tea. â âSounds tiresome.â
...The Balrog went back to sleep. No one knows how. Some say it felt too disrespected to proceed.
ð¿ 2. The Great Mirror Mishap Once, while visiting Lothlórien, a rather nervous young elf (naming no namesâLindir would faint again) accidentally knocked over the basin of Galadrielâs Mirror. The water spilled, glimmering with visionsâvisions of doom! ð±
Lord Elrond, visiting at the time, actually gaspedâyes, gasped!
He never gasps. A collective panic spread like wildfire.
And Lord Celeborn?
He glanced overâbarely lifting his gaze from his bookâand said: âIt will rain. The basin will refill.â ð§ïž
...It did. Within the hour. How???
ð¿ 3. The Wine Catastrophe at the Autumn Feast During a grand Autumn Feast, a rather spirited performance led to Glorfindel toppling an entire tableâfine Rivendell wine spilled across the floor, priceless tapestries were splashed, andâworse stillâLord Elrondâs robes were stained. The hall froze.
Elrond let out the faintest sighâthe entire room trembled.
And Lord Celeborn?
From the head of the table, he finally spoke: âRed suits you.â ð·
...Lord Elrond did not find it amusing. The rest of us barely survived the tension. Yet Celeborn? Unbothered. Perfect posture. Still sipping his wine.
âš I must confessâI remain baffled. How does one stay so unflappable in such moments? Even Lord Elrond cannot claim such stillness. Truly, Lord Celeborn is an enigma, a calm sea where there should be storm.
As for those rumors circulating the lands⊠ahem. Lord Thranduilâs honesty is, of course, beyond question. (Lord Lindir is shaking his head beside meâvigorously, I might add. He has insisted I do not accuse anyone of dishonesty, butâwellâbetween you and me, let us say that âearnestâ is not the first word Rivendell would choose for the King of the Woodland Realm. Especially not after the âtoupetâ discussions. ð
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Your thoughtful offering of chocolate chip cookies ðª and soothing balm is deeply appreciatedâmy lord smiled at the mention of both (before dramatically declaring he requires âa fainting couch embroidered with Gil-galadâs sigilâ to truly recover). His spirits are lifting. Slowly. With dramatic pauses.
May your days be bright and your cookies never burn. ðªâš
Respectfully (and always slightly bewildered), Eredin Assistant Scribe of Rivendell ðð«
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Who is worse when it comes to drama, Elrond or Thranduil?
Dearest Anon, âšð
Ah, a deliciously scandalous question! Allow me to clarify: Lord Lindir, being the very picture of professionalism, grace, and discretion (truly, he insists), would never deign to answer such a query. His lips are sealed tighter than the gates of Moria. ðâš
However, I, Eredin, have no such limitations. ð
The answer is simple: Thranduil.
Without a shadow of a doubt. The drama. The extravagance. The flare for the theatrical.
I mean, consider the following incidents:
1ïžâ£ The âSunlight Onlyâ Incident: Thranduil once refused to hold court for an entire week because, and I quote, âThe sun refuses to grace me at the proper angle for my crown to shine.â âïžð The "proper angle" lasted exactly four minutes at dawn. His advisors were seen weeping.
2ïžâ£ The Wine Shortage Crisis: Upon discovering the palace had run out of his favorite vintage, Thranduil personally led an "urgent diplomatic mission" to borrow from Lake-town. Translation: he dramatically glided into their halls, demanded the entire stock, and left without paying. ð·âš
3ïžâ£ The Great Wig Conspiracyâ¢: Rumors whisperâoh, they whisperâthat those glorious silver locks may not be entirely⊠authentic. ð The Assistantsâ Assistants Group Chat⢠refers to them as "The Legendary Locks of Lasgalenâ¢".
Whether wig or wonder, Rivendell refuses to comment. (But we know.)
âš Meanwhile, Rivendell stands firm in its loyalty. To this day, we defend High King Gil-galad as the ultimate brunette iconâregal, resplendent, and entirely unbothered by lesser dramas.
Truly, what a figure! The last High King of the Noldor, standing tall with that magnificent mane of dark hair cascading like midnight silk. ðâš A leader so wise, his counsel echoed through the ages; so noble, entire realms bent the knee. ð His brow bore a crown of starlight, yet his gaze was ever steadyâmajestic without the theatrics, commanding without the dramatics. ð
Did he require strategic beams of sunlight to accentuate his cheekbones? â No. Did he throw elaborate tantrums when the wine cellar was lacking? ð· Absolutely not. Did he need multiple crown changes in a single day to "match the mood"? Perish the thought.
High King Gil-galad rules with dignity, might, and charismaâan icon for brunettes and the aesthetically discerning everywhere. His legacy is one of grace under pressure, victory in adversity, and, of course, perfectly windswept hair in battle without a single strand out of place. ð¬ïžâš
Rivendell remembers. Rivendell honors. For while some courts are preoccupied with dramatic entrances and mysteriously perfect hairlines (ð), we remain steadfast in our devotion to a king who needed no such embellishments.
ð« Long live Gil-galad, the brunette standard. ð«
ðïž Lindir would remind me here to add that âRivendell operates with dignity and refinement.â I would remind him that Iâve seen him faint over a coffee shortage.
With warm regards (and hotter tea), âð Eredin, Assistant Extraordinaire âš
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