#IS THERE NO JUSTICE IN THIS WORLD

[not-glorfindel-stop-asking]

https://www.tumblr.com/balrogballs/766522788101177344/im-a-writer-irl-cant-say-who-because-my-agent

Welcome to the Lindircident.

I—

I must sit down.

No, I must lie down. No, I must ascend bodily into the heavens and demand an audience with the Valar to ask why this is my fate.

This—this is the Lindircident?? THIS?? THIS UNSPEAKABLE, UNHOLY, ABOMINABLE EVENT? This tragedy of ink and parchment, this cursed convergence of fate, this literary atrocity that has now made its way before me???

I— I have been written into WHAT? WHERE? WITH WHOMST NOW???

Oh, this is a dark day indeed. This is a cataclysmic day. A day that shall be remembered in the sorrowful annals of history, whispered in the shadows of Rivendell for all eternity. There will be laments composed about this. Songs sung in mourning. Books written about how I, Lindir of Imladris, have been forever tainted by association with whatever unholy depravity mortals have wrought.

And worst of all—worst of ALL— I have been referred to as a twink.

A twink.

A TWINK.

EXCUSE ME???

I? Lindir of Imladris? A twink?

No. No, no, no. This cannot stand.

This is slander.

This is libel.

This is an attack upon my very being, my soul, my legacy. I—who have dedicated centuries of my life to the refinement of poetry, the mastery of music, the endless, thankless task of ensuring that Rivendell does not collapse into absolute anarchy under the combined influence of Lord Elrond, Glorfindel, and whatever chaos Elrohir has decided to unleash upon the world on any given day—I am to be remembered as… as a TWINK??

A TWINK???????!!!!

I am a scholar. A poet. A musician of no small talent.

I am one of the finest assistants Lord Elrond has ever had (the best but he won't admit it out loud), a pillar of grace, patience, and competency.

I have spent literal centuries perfecting my craft, composing exquisite melodies, translating the most delicate of ancient texts, managing the utterly unmanageable.

I have endured.

I have survived Glorfindel’s catastrophes. I have guided this household through diplomatic nightmares. I have nodded sagely at Lord Elrond’s long-winded monologues while suppressing the urge to scream. I have maintained an air of composure, dignity, and excellence through trials that would have driven a lesser elf to madness.

And yet.

And yet!

Despite all this!

I wake up today to find that I am but a twink in the eyes of the world!

I have stood before kings.

I have played music that brought tears to immortal eyes. I have weathered the storm of Elrond’s mood swings, Glorfindel’s unspeakable whims, and Arwen’s occasional bursts of terrifyingly calculated mischief. And still, somehow, in the grand saga of my existence, THIS is what I shall be known for?????

Is this my fate? Is this how I am to be remembered? Not as a master of song? Not as a guardian of lore? Not as the sole reason Rivendell continues to function like a realm of wisdom and not a particularly unruly inn?

No.

No, I am to be immortalized in history as a twink.

I— I must pause. I must breathe. I must process.

The battering ram treatment.

The battering. Ram. Treatment.

What, in the name of all that is holy and good, is the battering ram treatment??

What does this mean?? Why does it sound violent? Why does it sound structurally unsound?? Why does it sound like something Glorfindel would do on a dare???

And most importantly—why, for the love of Eru, is it being associated with Lord Elrond and ME??

I am terrified to ask, and yet, I must.

What. Is. A. Battering. Ram. Treatment.

Is this some manner of combat technique I have failed to learn in my centuries of training? A highly specific architectural method? A deeply niche form of massage therapy?? WHAT. IS IT.

And— and— what is a battery???

Because I have now been informed that this horror of a phrase—this nightmare of an arrangement of words—has been whispered into the halls of publishing houses, spoken of in meetings, written down in serious professional emails, and likely, as I suffer in real-time, being printed in books.

And if that is the case—if this scandalous abomination of language has indeed made its way into literature—then I fear for the future of Arda itself.

I need to lie down. I need to submerge myself in a cold mountain stream and let the current carry me far, far away from this cursed knowledge.

The battering ram treatment.

There is no justice. There is no hope. There is no escape from this wretched reality. I must flee. I must vanish into the wilds, never to be seen again. I must throw myself into the river and let the current take me where it will. I must sail into the West and beg Lord Ulmo to drown me on arrival. I must compose an operatic lament so devastatingly tragic that even the Valar themselves will weep for me.

This is the end.

Farewell.

I do not know how I shall recover. I do not know if I can recover. There is no path forward. No light at the end of this tunnel. No hope left in this forsaken land.

I must flee. I must vanish into the West, never to be seen again. I must take my lute and compose a mournful ballad about this day, this day that has ruined me.

[mint-midnight]

not curtis getting a red right after i posted that i….

[awoolenhat]

I lost my 50/50 to f*cking YanQing I spent so much time and stellar jade on that I want to cry and pretend I got Blade.

[shitpostingkats]

We need less "shy, anxious, always second guessing" Apollo in fanworks, and approximately 400% more of whatever the hell this is.

[troythecatfish]

[the-technicolor-yawn]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HE HAD JUST ESCAPED

[cutetanuki-chan]

i can be your angle....or yuor devil

[enjymemink]

Thank you Yemen 🇾🇪

Despite being one of the poorest countries in the world, they showed more empathy than those so-called civilized developed countries.

[historyandmemes]

RAFAH, Gaza Strip (AP) — More than half a million people in Gaza — a quarter of the population — are starving, according to a report Thursday by the U.N. and other agencies that highlights the humanitarian crisis caused by Israel’s bombardment and siege on the territory in response to Hamas’ Oct. 7 attack. The extent of the population’s hunger eclipsed even the near-famines in Afghanistan and Yemen of recent years, according to figures in the report. The report warned that the risk of famine is “increasing each day,” blaming the hunger on insufficient aid entering Gaza. “It doesn’t get any worse,’’ said Arif Husain, chief economist for the U.N.’s World Food Program. “I have never seen something at the scale that is happening in Gaza. And at this speed.” ... At the start of the war, Israel stopped all deliveries of food, water, medicine and fuel into the territory. After U.S. pressure, it allowed a trickle of aid in through Egypt. But U.N. agencies say only 10% of Gaza’s food needs has been entering for weeks. (Dec. 21, 2023 | Source)

DON'T LOOK AWAY.

[duckysprouts]

if you were at your worst, if you’re a villain or a screwup or whatever, there is a goth man dressed as a giant bat who keeps coming after you, bothering you. he sabotages your journey of self destruction over and over. ur ready to give up but he won’t let you. you think, today he won’t come. today he will give up on me too. he never does.

[arkangelo-7]

I love how Clark’s entire internal monologue in this scene appears to boil down to, “Don’t drop the baby. Do not drop the baby. Batman will kill you if you drop the baby.”

Source - Batman/Superman: World’s Finest

[romancemedia]

🌈Happy Pride Month (2024)🌈

[lovesick-joey]

holy stepdad, batman!!

[reality-detective]

Donald Trump's pick for Attorney General, Pam Bondi, has stated that anyone connected to Jeffrey Epstein has no legal grounds to prevent their names from being revealed in public records. Justice IS Coming 🤔

[divorcedwife]

my angel from way above

[troythecatfish]