#it's not really working

[thesummerestsolstice]

Elrond was never really Noldor. That was a given. Earendil was half-human and half-Vanyar for all intents and purposes, and Elwing? Please. She barely tolerated the Gondolindrim as it was. And it's not like Elrond looked Noldor– no, his face might as well have been carved in likeness of Luthien. In any case, as the other Noldor were quick to stress, the Feanorians hardly counted as kin to them, anymore. The kinslayers had their own strange ways, and neither their culture nor their actions could be taken as truly Noldor.

Elrond wasn't really Sindar, either. Sindar didn't speak with that accent, or do their hair like that, or dress that way. There were things that Sindar grew up knowing; rites of passage, dances, history. And the longer Elrond spent around the Sindar, the more it became clear that he simply wasn't one of them. And if they sometimes looked nervous or uncomfortable around him, if they avoided his songs or cringed at his swordsmanship. Well. Who could blame them?

It doesn't help that he isn't like the elves; that he needs more sleep and more food, that he gets ill, has to shave. It doesn't help that Elros spends almost all his time with the humans, makes it clear he isn't one of the elves and doesn't care what they think of him. It doesn't help that some of the strange things Elrond does– things that no elf or man could– lead the Maiar to fawn over him, to teach him how to harness his power. He's happy for it until he realizes that it's started to make some of the elves scared of him.

Things only start to get better when he drops any pretense of being Sindar or Noldor, to having a claim to any particular heritage. To learn a new accent that reveals nothing, to cut his hair short enough that he can't do the braids he's put in all his life, to dress like the elves around him. To bend his form into something elvish. Something more familiar.

It doesn't feel good, or honest, and it doesn't really bring him acceptance either. It's still better than the alternative

(This is kind of the dark counterpart to another one of my Elrond posts. Normally I think the elves are less cruel and more curious about Elrond's general incomprehensibility, but this feels like a very real possibility. There's a lot of pain there.)

[chungledown-bimothy]

i always forget that the next thing after jet dies is "i cast knock on the door"

murph saw brennan kill emily's character and chose VIOLENCE

[hyperfixation-tangentopia]

Btw what's rendering (yes I've been drawing digitally for like. 4 years now. Doesn't mean I know crap about it XD)

[murderouswidowsmatter]

The problem with “senseless violence” narrative around the UnitedHealthcare CEO is that it ignores the inherent violence of the insurance industry. Denying someone lifesaving care is violence. Subjecting someone to drawn out periods of pain before treatment is violent. The industry is made up of millions of acts of violence everyday, with the CEO at the helm guiding it all. This is not unprovoked and it’s not an overreaction; it is just harder to ignore

[regina-cordium]

Guy just walked in with a shirt that said “I don’t question my wife’s choices because I’m one of them” and frankly I’m obsessed

[w1lmuttart]

The lake town

[hansoeii]

only you.

[pirateprincessjess]

When I was a kid my family pretended to get raptured so I would think I was left behind on earth while they all went to heaven.

I was like 8 years old and my sister and mom had gotten really into the Left Behind novels (bible fan fic about the rapture). In the books when the rapture happened the clothes that people were wearing when they got raptured were left behind in neatly folded piles.

One day when I was getting home from school my family decided that they would leave piles of neatly folded clothes around the house, and then hide in the basement.

The intended effect was that I would get home and see the clothes then, think that my family had been raptured and that I wasn’t good enough to get into heaven… or something?

The problem was that I had never read these books, and didn’t really think about the rapture very often. There was no reason that I would see some laundry on the floor and think “The rapture happened and I’ve been abandoned by God! I’ll never see my family again!! Oh nooo!!!!”

I just sat down and watched cartoons and eventually my family got bored and revealed that they were all hiding in the basement.

It’s a good thing I didn’t understand the joke, otherwise that shit would have been traumatic.

[fly-chicken]

A Pragmatic and surprisingly comforting perspective about the Trump 2nd Presidency from the ACLU

***Apologies if this is how you found out the 2024 election results***

Blacked out part is my name.

I’m not going to let this make me give up. It’s disheartening, and today I will wallow, probably tomorrow too

AND

I will continue to do my part in my community to spread the activism and promote change for the world I want to live in. I want to change the world AND help with the dishes.

And I won’t let an orange pit stain be what stops me from trying to be better.

A link to donate to the ACLU if able and inclined. I know I am

[12neonlit-stage]

you're allowed to discuss and work together, reblog for a higher sample size or something

You have 1 week, good luck!

[whaledocboi]

ai generated images make me increasingly sad and tired the more i see them in more and more casual contexts. i dont know how to explain, but it just fills the world with a bunch of nothing. no matter how visually stunning the pictures might be, there's nothing behind it for me. no dedication, no emotions, no feelings, no hard work or creativity, nothing i can truly think about, admire or enjoy. i dont think thats how art is supposed to be

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[mangozic]

my dead goth son and his friendly neighborhood personified concept of insanity

[ionomycin]

Grief

ref photo by @jawsstone

[demetera-kaziaik]

Masochism Tango

[xxacidnekoxx]

✨✨me and my friends watch that singing alien!👽✨✨