For @aspecardaweek: Day Seven: Freeform
Elrond....was as noble and fair as an elf-lord, as strong as a warrior, as wise as a wizard, as venerable as a king of dwarves, and as kind as summer.
My experience with being oriented aroace is basically just not sexual or romantic attraction but a secret third thing but idk what the secret third thing is and tbh I don't care what it is, I just know that Women
im tired of people having these little nuances like i was talking about the word hate and i said “i hate nazis” and my friend was like hmm hates a strong word. for nazis ? no the fuck it is not. i could use stronger words too. i could curbstomp their sorry asses. i hate nazis and you all better hate nazis too
Late 1st Age Noldor: We've made a king :)
Círdan: You've ruined a perfectly good child is what you did. Look at him. He has anxiety.
Maybe Turgon chose to follow his family to cross the Ice partially because his daughter kept having dreams of 'Tirion' getting destroyed in fire
(After Gondolin was built Idril would one day look at the city from some tower and went "oh no")
it's crazy how people will use AI, something that kills trees, to 'create' Tolkien 'art' like JRR Tolkien himself wouldn't have hated AI with his entire being just for the tree murder alone... and that's not even getting to the artistic theft.
hot take but “it’s perfectly fine to portray aspec characters as having sex/dating bc aspec people still do those things” and “fandom often overwhelmingly portrays aspec characters as having sex/dating with little to no regard for their aspec identity, leaving little room for aspecs who don’t do those things” are two statements that can and should coexist
I'm thinking about chronic illness and wondering if others can relate. And I'm thinking this might sound strange to able bodied people, but it's something I wish I had more help with. My brain fog won't let me phrase it well, but I still want to write it down.
i had a long flare there, something mysterious, left me w brain fog and migraines and fatigue for a few weeks. I'm sitting up today clearheaded enough to do some work and I'm struck again by how it's scarier to be recovering than really ill sometimes. Being really ill is horrible but it's simple and straight forward. When you feel better you're hit fully with what you missed out on and how far behind you are and trying to prioritize which part of life to pick back up with the little strength you have. N it could just be a fluke - maybe I'll be back in bed tomorrow - so if I pick something to do that can't be finished and important TODAY, if I can't pick the one single thing that's worth doing this one good day that mightn't come again, I will feel like such a fool! I'm trying to be excited to feel better, and I am excited, but there's something so simple about the acute phase... "I just have to endure" is so simple. "What if I never get better" is a simple fear. When I'm properly sick I can't even torment myself with what I would do if I felt better, because I'm too tired. "oh, I could see my friends, I could work..." but I'm too tired to want that. "If I was well again"... I can't even picture it when I'm really sick, so my life doesn't look so bad because I can't compare it. When your strength comes back, your wants come back beyond the immediate and it's overwhelming. The fears are more complicated. I have the energy to compare again, and it really sinks in how much time I've lost to this. It's like the difference between being a child and being a grown up. I don't miss being a child, I don't want to go back to that ever, but my life felt simpler then and I could kid myself (pun intended) about so many things. It's not nice that recovery is such an anxious grieving time. Especially since I never know how long it will last, I feel like I don't have the time or energy to spare feeling frightened and sorry! I should be grateful to feel better, i should be excited and grab the opportunity. But it is a grieving time and I can't help it.
do you ever think that elrond, who was born amidst war and lost nearly his entire family, created a house of his own to look out for all the war-torn, displaced families seeking refuge ?
So during Rings of Power season 2, there was a bit of theorizing going around that Mirdania would turn out to be Celebrían. Personally I'm glad that wasn't the case. However it got me thinking. What if Celebrían was one of the Gwaith-i-Mírdain? With her parents living in Eregion for a while and all that, it could potentially fit in very nicely. I had to draw her of course.
So I've been obsessing over that AU(?) idea... I haven't got much concrete yet but I definitely have Ideas.
I've been trying to get back into writing more recently, so there is a chance I'll try to put together a fic with this concept. It would be my first real attempt at fanfic. 😬 I enjoy reading it but I've never really tried it for myself. So. Not sure. I'll see if this goes anywhere but I at least wanted to share the art.
...searching for spoons... | Artist and crafter, harpist, occaisonal writer (trying to come back from a hiatus) | Queer | 18+ | Disabled and chronically ill | Fandoms: Tolkien, Star Wars, The Crane Wives, Arcane, The Witcher | *Generally* Rings of Power positive | English/Español | they/them or any actually I really don't care | Also on YouTube
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