#alatariel

[thelien-art]

Galadriel; Lady of the Woods of Lothlórien

I like to think she doesn't wear anything that can be confused with a crown in the third age, both because she doesn't want to be the high king and because I think she thinks she´s not worth it. Not going back to Valinor after the war of wrath was her way to cut ties with the royal family in a way, because she´s too restless and ambitious for Valinor. Also, she´s just not interested.

She goes back to the Noldor braiding system somewhere in the third age after having loose hair like the Sindarin for the first and second.

Second Version;

I didn´t know which I liked best so here is another version of the same drawing

I think this one fits more with the woods since they are called "the golden woods" I just also think the first one has her pop out more., idk

Also a quick one without the halo cuz why not

[eldamaranquendi]

Galadriel by Anthony Catillaz

[symphonyofsilence]

What I find fascinating about Galadriel's story, the story of the rebel Noldo who dreamed of ruling a land of her own, actually survived to rule her own land until the end of the third age, and all the while dreamed of home is that it's the story of someone taking all the risks, paying all the price, forgoing everything she had, going all the way, and getting what she wanted only to find out that that was not actually what she wanted. Only to want to go back to where she was at the beginning. Only to want to go home. Maybe it was as glorious as she imagined, but it wasn't worth the price. Maybe it was exactly what she had in mind, but she's got it years after she's wished for it & her wishes had changed since then. Maybe she was actually good at it, but "there's no place like home".

[highly-flammable]

I don’t care what anyone says, I love Morfydd Clark’s Galadriel. Took me a while in S1 to warm up to her but that’s my girl. And you can argue about her being unlikable in the show, and she was certainly stony especially at first, but Morfydd’s performance outsold. It always did. And in S2 she is even better.

[solaneceae]

alia-ænor et alatariel dans s02ep02 (leak)

[alatariel-gildaen]

I know this isn't actually the New York Times, but it made me chuckle.

Anyway, go have a read here if you like the idea of Daryl as an artist and Carol as a life model, and of course the ensuing smut 😉

[reginaofdoctorwho]

my esteemed friend the SNEEFS WHYYYY 😭😭😭😭😭

:)

[sulsulzukohere]

TS3 Remussirion Eyes + Face Crystal Blush Dump

Novo Analogue - 6 swatches bZip - 5 swatches Grim Reaper - 4 swatches Alatariel Blush - somewhat recolorable, ts4 original by @nyltiacsims

Back with more conversions. Hope you enjoy! Eyes are in costume makeup and the crystals are in blush (no thumbnail, I tried). I was going to release a lipstick conversion as well, but the RGB mask was refusing to work.

Download SFS / Mediafire Alt

[baddybaddyadardaddy]

a last alliance

Nenya sparkles in the sun, suspended between them, cradled in his palm.

It still startles him to see his own unblemished hand, but as he surrenders the ring—as his heart accepts its impending loss—he feels the luster of its power begin to leave him.

As Galadriel reaches out to take it, he feels relief.

He had fled the battlefield—out of astonishment, out of embarrassment, out of the guilt that came with the realization that in finally reaching for the thing that he desired, the object with the power to liberate his children from the threat of Sauron forever, he had betrayed them.

For the unforeseen cost, he had learned, watching his flesh transform before his eyes as dawn broke over the eastern rise of the mountains, is that he should cease to be one of them.

Too ashamed to let them see his uncorrupted face—his beloved children, the ones who had fallen in such great numbers at his asking, he had sought the shelter of the wood, high above the city, and hid. Some had followed, of course—his faithful sons, ever attuned to their father’s movements.

He had commanded them to stay back, away, and they had obeyed his wish.

That is, until they returned with her.

He had been paralyzed, frozen and inert against the stone until he had heard her voice: soft and imploring, not sharp and menacing, as it so often had been in her dealings with him and his children. He could sense her desperation, and he knew, in that moment, that it matched his own.

As he’d turned to her, revealing his original form, seeing the wonder in her eyes, he’d been filled with hope for the first time that he could remember. For after all, if a ring—little more than a trinket—could heal the wounds of a thousand years, then surely, they—two beings with minds and hearts, who had lived and lost so many times over—could find forgiveness between them.

He holds his palm steady, determined to assuage any of her fears that it might be a trap. No more flames, and no more darkness, he promises her, speaking of a lasting peace—of healing, at last, between elf and uruk.

She slips Nenya onto her finger, and he watches relief wash over her. As she studies the ring, he studies her, appreciating how radiant she is—like the brilliant dawn of the first sunrise he had glimpsed as he’d emerged from the bowels of Angband.

She does not need a ring to radiate with light, and yet Nenya amplifies her beauty even so.

She was a worthy adversary, and now, she will become a worthy ally.

Basking in her light, his limbs feel stronger, his sinews ready. With her at his side, his heart assures him, they will win.

A twig snaps, and they both turn their attention in the direction of the sound. Striding though the sun-soaked forest toward them, with an air of unpracticed confidence, is a tall, blonde figure, clad from head to toe in black.

“It is him,” Galadriel breathes, turning back to Adar with a maelstrom of quiet terror swirling in the depths of her crystal blue eyes. She places a hand against her breast, the place where she has hidden the nine rings. “I cannot face him alone.”

Setting his jaw, Adar draws his blade, stepping in front of her. “You will not be alone, Alatariel.”

As Sauron draws a blade of his own, Adar glances back to lock eyes with her once more. “No more flames,” he murmurs. It is an earnest offer: an offer to set their tenuous alliance in stone as hard of that which sits within the ring of adamant that she wears.

“And no more darkness,” she answers, resolved as she bares her teeth, drawing her own weapon.

Together, they charge toward their ancient enemy.

Read the rest on Ao3.

[thelien-art]

Galadriel & Celeborn

For Valentine :) fav old couple, they just give off such amazing energy, and I love that for them.

The Valentine entry post for the event, write something for the drawing or draw it in your own style, can be found here with four other drawings :)

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[eldamaranquendi]

Galadriel by  Rene Gross

p.s. for me,  the difference in the drawings is approximately the following: which Galadriel saw Celeborn for the first time and how he remembered her at that moment ;)))))) @Eldamaranquendi

[eowyn7023]

SPOILERS S2 EPISODE 4 , ROP

OMG! Adar greeted Galadriel with Quenya! A FRIENDLY greeting! He said "May a star shine on the hour of our meeting!" And he said the Quenya version of her name: Alatariel, instead of Galadriel!

OMG!! OMG!!

sorry I don't have anything else to say about the episode. Stoors, Tom Bombadil, barrowwights, Entwives, nameless terrors in the mud, whatever.

@baddybaddyadardaddy @bigblissandlove1 @niennawept @catz4ever @mylovelylittleobsessions @orehuna @vreenak @theamethystvampiress @permanentlyexhaustedpigeon88 @sophiegreenleaf

sorry people I forgot.m

[melestasflight]

I'm aware some of this is later versions of canon, but Celeborn and Galadriel giving each other pet names is adorable and I LIVE for it!

Celeborn names her "maiden crowned with a garland of bright radiance":

Thus the name Alatariel, which, according to the late version of the story of their relationship (p. 231), was given to Galadriel by Celeborn [...] which she chose to use in Middle-earth, rendered into Sindarin as Galadriel, rather than her 'father-name' Artanis, or her 'mother-name' Nerwen.

then in LoTR, Galadriel calls him "the Wise":

If our folk had been exiled long and far from Lothlo´rien, who of the Galadhrim, even Celeborn the Wise, would pass nigh and would not wish to look upon their ancient home, though it had become an abode of dragons?

and everyone around them is obliged to accept these pet names as their default names without question.

ROMANCE GOALS BABES

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

Hello, it's ok to send another Nimloth ask? Since you were the one remembering me that Galadriel and Celeborn WERE married before the second Kinslaying (for some reason i thought that they got married later ... ): do you have some hc about Nimloth's relationship with Galadriel? Or with her uncle and aunt in general? I think that's interesting that Dior and Nimloth marriage got mentioned in the same line where we're told about Galadriel and Celeborn's one!

YES IT'S ABSOLUTELY OK TO SEND ANOTHER NIMLOTH ASK. and now that you mention it, tolkien didn't have to say that celeborn was married to galadriel when bringing up nimloth's relation to him. he could have just stopped at "nimloth, kinswoman of celeborn." hmmmm. realistically he might have just wanted to give readers a reminder of celeborn's position in relation to other major characters in the verse, but i say this is my excuse to hc that nimloth and galadriel are close!

so tangent here that'll be relevant when i talk about my thoughts on their relationship: i fully subscribe to the, ahem, non-teleporno version of galadriel's history (though i do like the name alatariel very much). imo in that version there's reasonable room to argue -- and is something christopher tolkien stated is a natural enough assumption, i believe -- that galadriel was present in doriath during the second kinslaying. in my books she doesn't stick around with elwing in the havens of sirion, but she alongside celeborn do help elwing and the other iathrim refugees escape menegroth and ruins of doriath.

anyway back to nimloth and galadriel. my hc as i mention in one of my earlier nimloth hc posts is that nimloth was born around the time construction of nargothrond and gondolin was completed, so ~f.a. 102-116. that means she's younger than galadriel by a significant margin, and in fact the house of finarfin has already been well settled in doriath by the time of her birth. nimloth and galadriel's earliest meetings happened when nimloth, still a pretty young child, visited and stayed in doriath with her parents. i don't see galadriel as someone who likes kids that much, so there wasn't too much meaningful interaction between them at that time. celeborn did love to dote on his niece though, so galadriel spent more time around young nimloth than she would have most children. and nimloth was one of those super friendly and inquisitive kids, so while galadriel would sometimes come away from interactions with her feeling a bit drained by her enthusiasm, she was definitely fond of nimloth!

they become a lot more meaningfully close when nimloth gets older and enters her late teen / early adult years. she has the same competitive drive that galadriel has, and she loves to learn and try new things. she's also diligent and hardworking -- all things galadriel finds endearing about her -- and has a very academic streak, which jives well with galadriel too. they spend lots of time together, one-on-one or with others (celeborn, melian, luthien, etc.), when they're both present in doriath. nimloth, for her part, admires how knowledgeable and competent her aunt is. i like to imagine she learned a good bit from galadriel! maybe some enchantments, and maybe about the history of ea and arda. nimloth doesn't go out of her way to learn about aman or valinor, as she's not super interested in the west, but she does pick up some tidbits of knowledge about it, and about the valar, while listening to her aunt. they also spar together, and nimloth -- who really loves hunting -- drags galadriel along on hunting trips. (galadriel doesn't dislike hunting, it's just not on her list of 'best ways to have fun' like it is for nimloth. she does enjoy the opportunity to spend time with her niece, though.)

last hc is that galadriel definitely recognizes that nimloth has ambitions, and is not at all surprised when she and dior step up to the task as the new ruling couple of doriath despite the difficult odds. she's one of the people nimloth turns to for advice during her tenure as queen. and while she's worried for her niece -- they first met when nimloth was a child after all -- she's also proud to see how well nimloth fills the role of one of doriath's two highest-ranking people in such difficult circumstances. galadriel having one of those "they grow up so fast" moments anyone?

anddddd you know since we talked once about how celrond parallels dior/nimloth... maybe galadriel got a sense of deja vu as she watched her silver-haired daughter take the hand of a dark-haired peredhel...

[owl-by-night]

WIP Wednesday

@alatariel-gildaen tagged me about two weeks ago and I was going to wait for Wednesday, missed it, now I’m wrestling fic and it’s Wednesday again so here goes! The Montague housemaids are getting a trip to London.

Her ladyship had taken the train the day before along with Mr Flambeau. Anne, in a voice of awed horror, had suggested that this was to get rid of the worst traces of his past crimes. 

“What traces?” 

“I don’t know.” Anne had paused, baffled. “Guns perhaps. And… and what do burglars use? Skeleton keys and crowbars and chloroform and things like that I suppose.”

Neither of them could quite imagine Mr Flambeau going about chloroforming people, no matter what the papers said or how thrilling it was to imagine a dangerous criminal in the house. He seemed quite tame really, if a bit prone to leaving stacks of books on the library floor and drinking coffee, when everyone else would have had tea, so there was extra washing up to be done. 

His ‘lair’ proved to be more exciting, filled as it was with assorted artworks and jewelled ornaments, expensive clothes and all kinds of costumes. Really why had he ever needed that peculiar striped uniform, or a nun’s habit? Surely he would never wear such a thing?

I’ve lost track of who is writing things at the moment. Tagging with no pressure @clarasteam @patchworkofstars @pudentilla and anyone else who sees this and needs an excuse to wrestle with a WIP!

[notablepets]

Cot alatariele