Deciding Arwen's Name: Elrond: Let’s Not Make Her Name More Complicated Than It Needs To Be Celebrían:

Adar knows how King and Court think of the Peredhel, like some bittersweet tale of fantasy, like the scion of some distant history told to sleepy little elflings by the fire - but do not fear, gwinig, for the beautiful prince was saved from his cruel captors to live in happiness forever after with us. They speak of him like he's something quaint. Doesn't he look so like Lúthien, so like his forefather Fingolfin? Isn’t he as dignified as the Princess Idril? Isn’t he wise like Elu Thingol? How sweet!

And so in the golden light of Lindon do they lie to themselves - for Elu Thingol was ruthless, unshakeable in his convictions even unto his death; yet the courtiers tut at Lord Elrond’s stubbornness. Idril Celebrindal was trapped, as hidden as her city as darkness crept up the walls and into her home; yet Lady Galadriel shrugs off her friend’s warnings. Fingolfin held Morgoth at bay for four hundred years, unfailing strength carved into his very bones; yet the King both censures his Herald for his forcefulness.

And Lúthien, ai! Tinúviel, wrathful, relentless, unearthly - when friends flinch from your gaze and Lords shift uneasily when you talk, when the wise cannot bring themselves to look on you for fear of what they will see, when Kings lie and placate and spin gossamer traps because they know you could unmake them - that is Lúthien.

- from the fic I’m writing about Elrond from Adar’s perspective. I'm on 100 words so far and idk how I'm going to make it to 5k... you're welcome to talk to me about it tho :)

...I'm not sure you get how this works...

So I made a snickers cheesecake. Except there's no snickers or cheese, and it's not a cake.

And this happened -

My flatmate: Goose, this is great! How did you get the filling so creamy?

Me, recalling the metric fuck ton of cream that went into this diabetic daydream: funny you ask, actually...

End result: 900 word one shot about a guy in the desert

Process: 50 hours research into natural textiles, causes and treatments of dust fever, interplanetary politics, the history of the slave trade and an entire fucking conlang

memes are fun and relatable and all that, but don't let them discourage you. all of that stuff that doesn't make it into the final product is part of how the final product gets made

Fellas I have committed an oopsie

I in my ignorance assumed

That the train on the right platform at the right time would be the right train

Wrong!

I got on board sat down for a nap and now I am in Oxford?????

The Fetts as bizarre t shirts

you and me both, boba. you and me both

Obi-Wan is Cal's father this, Obi-Wan is Korkie's father that, blah blah blah -

Hot Take: Cal and Korkie are twins.

Initial sketches of Erestor… plan to add colour at some point…

Top left: a peaceful moment.

Top right: the third kinslaying. Erestor is having the worst day ever.

Bottom left: he and Gil-Galad have a silent but very intense game of fashion one-upmanship going on, and Erestor plays to win. Courtiers swoon left and right. Sauron trembles before his resting bitch face.

Bottom right: casual mode. The hair hides secrets. 8,000 years of secrets, in fact.

Where does Tom Bombadil fall on this scale?? I want to say directly on top of simps for wife.

Fëanor *dissolves into smoke bc the world couldn't handle him*

Vs

Bilbo Baggins "GOODBYE" *disappears entirely*

Fight!!

We all have that one homie who vibes with mr brightside just a lil too hard I think