Gorthaur and his vampires

hide and seek

Maglor. sketch. This work brought me a lot of positive emotions. I know that many of you love him too. I suffered for a very long time because of my drawing skills, but maybe I should just enjoy the process?

Thinking about the movie "I'm Thinking of Ending Things" and that old man. How his life was so pathetic even his daydreams got sick of him.

I think about how I don't dream anymore. How they've all gotten bored and left me alone. And I am... so confused. How could that man possibly live so long? I can't imagine being alive in five years, yet alone being 60 or 70.

It's all so sad. So hopeless. At this point, I'm not going to save myself. I'm going to need someone to save me. Which isn't going to happen. So it's just sad. I'm sad.

"I did that!" (negative, derogatory, filled with shame and self-loathing)

from the introduction to emily wilsons translation of the iliad

Feanor and Nerdanel

I commissioned this from the amazing @tosquinha, who did such a fantastic job! i love this so much!! A gentle moment between Feanor and Nerdanel at a party, based on my designs for them.  Did i mention how much i love this???? 

Curufin, Caranthir and Cleeg🕺

Surrealist Edward James, was so besotted with his wife, the dancer Tilly Losch, that when he saw the trail of wet footprints she left up the stairs after her bath at Monkton House, he had them woven into the carpet.

My favorite theory I think is the one where Gil-Galad is actually Elured. Bc canon doriath makes me hella mad and sad. also yes, the firefly motif is just gonna be everywhere. because I said so.

if I were making hobbit movie adaption(s) legolas would be there But he'd appear exclusively in the background of random scenes in mirkwood & never have any lines. if you miss him you miss him

My cats have this meow that means "please come with me to fix this" after which they'll lead me to the problem in question, usually a empty (or 'empty') food bowl or a closed door they want open. They look at the 'problem', they look back at me, clear message.

What fascinates me is how this illustrates what they percieve as being in the realm of my 'power.' I control the food, I control the door, sure, but my cats love to sit on the balcony in the sun, and it has happened plenty of times that on a rainy day they come get me, go to the balcony and show me... the rain. "Please fix this" they say. "Please get rid of the wet"

"Silly kitty," I say, "I can't control the rain." I then walk into the shower and turn on the rain.

You spend a life time being terrified of a minor goddess (Thetis) to now go toe to toe with an OLYMPIAN?!!?!?

Why did you think that was going to go well?? And for what? Glory that you agreed wasn't going to be yours anyways!?!???

Reading The Song of Achilles rn and Patroclus is stressing me out in a way I would never allow a man in real life to...

Maedhros during the War of Wrath

I've been thinking a lot about it lately. Here comes a big hc drop: For starters let me say, I imagine the War of Wrath as maybe not a really long conflict, at least not very long for elvish standards, but a very devastating one. Beleriand was hardly liveable at this point, so I imagine that most of the supplies they had was what the host of Aman had brought with them. Considering that, they probably started running out of things after the first couple of years of war effort. Yes, the Balar island was still functioning at this point, but I don't think they had strong enough economy to do much more than sustain themselves and I think maybe there were some rare deliveries from Valinor from time to time, but I have this idea that it wasn't nearly enough. The war was consuming way more resources than could've been provided and as the time was going on it was getting gradually worse. Like I think that at the most critical point there were deficiencies of literally everything, from food & medical supplies to clothes & weapons. They stopped sending archers to fight, because there was no material to make arrows anymore, thousands of soldiers were dying from curable injuries, because the healers (there was a very strong shortcoming of them as well) didn't even have things as basic as bandages & maintaining hygiene was nearly impossible ( don't get me started on how it impacted Elrond who I headcanon to be one of the healers there and only something like 18 in human years and had to witness something like 5 out of 6 of his patients die and there was no time to even sleep, not to mention rest, because every wasted second is a lost life and there was just an overwhelming amount of death and despair all around him, and he wasn't able to do anything about it, wasn't able to really help) So let's imagine these thousands of exhausted, underfed, miserable, war-worn, I would even dare to say - halfway dead people, who just want this horror to end.... and then there's Maedhros. Maedhros, who had survived horrors far worse back when he had been a prisoner in angband, had survived hunger that could never be compared by any means to these little food deficiencies he had to deal with now, yeah, he didn't get to eat anything in three days, so what? This guy had watched his own downfall from the front row, had slayed civilians in Doriath and Sirion instead of fighting Morgoth... And now he was back where he belonged. On the frontlines. Leading armies against the enemy. Once again doing what he knew he should've been doing all that time. I believe during the War of Wrath Maedhros was more alive than he ever had been since his husband's Fingon's death. He was literally radiating energy and charisma, his mental state was very much improved. Once again he was Maedhros the tall, the Lord of Himring a Noldorin Warlord, not some heinous murderer, not a monster. For the first time in many years he was doing something that actually felt right.

Casual census: Reblog if you are in the Silmarillion fandom

I just want to see how many of us there are out there