#middle earth tag

[sparkliebarbie]

they just aren’t writing dying in someones arms like this anymore

[chadsuke]

#something something frodo would never end up like gollum bc gollums whole thing was that he was completely isolated#and frodo is loved and cared for even at his worst#also it took gollum all of 3 seconds to go full murder mode and it took frodo like 17 years and also Physically Being Inside Mount Doom#before snapping#but anyway sam would stubbornly love and care for horrible wretched gollum!frodo and nothing will convince me otherwise#pats his lil bald head and wipes his mouth after he tears into raw wriggling flesh for supper#kisses his bony little murder-hands#gives him snuggleses

Frodo: Sam hates Gollum, but that is what I shall become once I have lost myself to the ring… he’ll despise me… 

Sam if Frodo did turn into a Gollum: That’s a very nice fish you caught with your bare hands, Mr. Frodo, and its very smart of you to eat it raw, saves us the trouble of starting a fire. I knitted you a sweater in case you get cold running around in that loincloth of yours. Is the sun hurting your eyes? I’ll kill it if it’s bothering you. I’ll kill the sun

[mrkida-art]

The children of Thráin II; Thorin, Frerin and Dís.

[tigerlii]

“I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.”

[chadsuke]

[ID: A line from the Fellowship of the Rings book. It reads, “Just why Mr. Frodo was selling his beautiful hole was even more debatable than the price.” End ID.]

loving the lord of the rings so far

[boygirlctommy]

jupiter 👆

[thasorns]

FOUREVER YOU (2024) เพราะรักนำทาง

[klngfili]

more lord of the rings bigatures my beloved cause ive been rewatching the extended edition

[chadsuke]

[ID: Art of Annatar and Celebrimbor from “The Silmarillion”. They’re re-enacting the painting “The Kiss”, with Annatar holding a smiling Celebrimbor and kissing his cheek. Celebrimbor is so tall that he is on his knees, while Annatar is standing up mostly straight. End ID.]

Mwah

[sparkliebarbie]

i have officially reached the stage of consuming the silmarillion that i am making playlists for characters mentioned maybe uh three times

[roundworm1111]

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

"But I say unto you that the children of Indis shall also be great, and the Tale of Arda more glorious because of their coming. And from them shall spring things so fair that no tears shall dim their beauty; in whose being the Valar, and the Kindreds both of Elves and of Men that are to come shall all have part, and in whose deeds they shall rejoice. So that, long hence when all that here is, and seemeth yet fair and impregnable, shall nonetheless have faded and passed away, the Light of Aman shall not wholly cease among the free peoples of Arda until the end."

mandos really said it is indis who is earendil's forebearer. that it's his ancestry from her that takes front and center stage, not his ancestry from finwe. amen 👏👏👏

[outlawssweetheart]

The series takes place sometime between the events of The Hobbit and LotR. It follows various elves of the Mirkwood forest — their survival, their personal lives, politics, etc.

They're weird, creepy, aggressive, and off-putting to the average person, and they really just want to be left alone, but the occasional outsiders come along trying to use their damn road, unannounced. 🙄 They also LOVE to party! (Canon.) Dark, slightly spooky, and mystical vibes. They're basically the elven equivalent of the backwoods folk in a road trip horror movie.

...

If we're blessed enough, we'd get Lee Pace and Orlando Bloom as reoccurring guest stars, but I am not 100% opposed to different actors portraying Thranduil and Legolas IF (and only IF) those new actors were good enough at the roles.

Mirkwood television series with a soundtrack by Ethel Cain, Hozier, and Halsey.

And The Lumineers, for folksy whimsy.

[fangirl-erdariel]

Maglor casts the Silmaril into the sea. He wanders the coasts. He sings. He wanders. He does not count the passing time, it just goes by him as water in a river around a rock. He doesn't know when it begins - if it even has a real beginning at all

All he knows is that a heavy cloud or thick smoke has slowly gathered on his mind, making it hard to think, sometimes, hard to clearly grasp or understand his own thoughts. His memory is slipping too, strangely, as the memory of an elf never should, things shifting or being lost under this shadow.

But forever clearly, almost becoming more clear while other memories are shadowed, the words of the Oath echo in his mind. Why did he cast away the Silmaril? Was he so weak, so incapable of bearing pain? He should have kept it. He was a fool. He should seek it out again, but how? how? he cannot breathe underwater, it is gone beyond his grasp.

Slowly, stealthily sneaking up on him, the shadow clouds his sight too. At first a faint mist, hardly noticeable, just making traveling mildly more irritating. But eventually he realizes that it has been night for him… much much longer than is possible. That he must have walked in seeming darkness for years now, and morning and day have never come, no, in fact the night is only deepening…

At last, he is groping blindly in utter darkness, in the world and in his own mind alike. He huddles where he hopes he's sheltered, and sings, and feels his way aimlessly onward, and sings, and lies down alone in the horrible night that no light can penetrate.

But he remembers. He remembers. Once there was light, he remembers. Bright, bright light. It burned him, and he threw it away. Fool, fool. He was such a fool. Why did he throw it away? That light was bright enough that it would be able to dispel even this darkness, he's sure. He was a fool to throw it away.

And he remembers, he had sworn to regain the light (he remembers other voices also swearing the oath that echoes in his mind, but the faces of those who swore are long since lost in the shadows upon him). He should not have thrown away what he had sworn to regain. But now all is dark, and he cannot see his way enough to know where he's going when he walks, seeking the light he cast away is now an impossible task…

So instead he lies still where he last fell down, and sings of loss and cruelty and foolishness, sings something he has sung so many times that his mouth knows it without thought, the words burned into his mind even though, with the shadows in the way, he can no longer grasp the memories and knowledge and history the song was born out of

[mrkida-art]

Day 5: Stars Durin's Folk star lamps inspired by their architecture in the books (did you know that they like to carve their pillars in the shape of trees? )

Prompt list:

[inamoratasonata]

there is some good in this world, and it's worth fighting for.

— j.r.r. tolkien, the two towers