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steve-needs-a-hug · 11 months

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𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒓

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havenotwillnotreadthebooks · 11 months

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Ok but wouldn’t it be funny if

Arwen, newly arrived in Valinor after faking her and Aragorn’s death and squirreling themselves away on a ship: of course i have proof i am who i say i am! I know the family technique.

Arwen, making the rivers jump to her command via a Song of Power: see? I am clearly Elrond Peredhel’s daughter and of Luthien’s line.

Arafinwe, who damn well knows Maglor used that technique against rebellious baby cousins and various unfortunate Silmaril-thieving kin: oh you are definitely Elrond’s

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mtg-cards-hourly · 9 months

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Galadriel, Elven-Queen

Artist: Axel Sauerwald TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

#mtg #magic the gathering #tcg #$0.21 #axel sauerwald #galadriel elven-queen #tales of middle-earth commander #legendary #creature #elf #noble

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mask131 · 9 months

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Magic the Gathering: Tales of Middle-earth (Commander)

Character cards

You thought the Lord of the Rings Magic cards were done? FOOLS! IT IS NEVER DONE!

What I presented to you earlier was the basic, regular set of cards. Here contemplate... the Commander version of the game!

I... I have to admit I do not know exactly what differentiates a Commander set from a regular set. I know "Commander" is an alternate way of playing the game, that started as a fan-creation and then was made official by Wizards of the Coast. I also think that beyond different rules, there is also a different format for the cards? I'm not sure... But anyway, for us it means EVEN MORE LOTR ART!

Remembe the cards I called "character series" from the basic set? It was when they took one main character of the novel and declined them throughout two or three even up to four different cards. Well, in the Commander deck they added even more alternate art for these characters, so enjoy!

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wildwren · 2 years

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No thought head empty just Arondir and Galadriel

#I am #so fucking emo about them #I have no grasp on reality #but in my mind they are the complex non romantic M-F relationship that could heal me #LIKE #they are commander and soldier but they are also FRIENDS #they are both on the outskirts of elvish behavior #there is also TENSION and POWER DYNAMICS #their methods are the same but their goals are different or their goals are the same but their methods are different #there’s just #SO MUCH #this isn’t even getting into Kat’s head canon/spec which is driving me INSANE #ANYWAY #the rings of power #arondir #Galadriel

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somebirdortheother · 1 year

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Breaking The Ice - Explicit - By SomeBird - Star Trekky AU IS LIVE

As promised, Haladriel/Saurondriel gang, two chapters of my bold venture into where no Elf has gone before are up, and I'm indulgently tagging everyone who'd expressed interest: @jhalya @jurassiclexie @jadika @bettybuckley @hazelmaines @mamanmae @trinuviel @ichabodjane @coraleethroughthelookingglass

Chapter 1 - A Friendly Crewmate

It wasn’t like the Vulcan was downright unfriendly - that very plait dangling in front of him had been braided by his own hands earlier that morning and tied with a blue silk ribbon that matched her eyes that he’ d chosen. Braiding Lieutenant Commander Noldor’s hair had become a little habit for the two of them - the one Halbrand greedily wanted to keep all to himself if he could. He’d taught her how to make a “human” braid half a year ago, during what Halbrand called in his mind the ‘Arda Incident’, and he’d assumed the request would never repeat, especially after how that whole mission had turned out - Miss Noldor had seethed at him in that scorchingly frigid manner of hers the entirety of their recovery. But, three days after leaving Sick Bay, Halbrand had holed himself up in his tiny office adjoining Main Engineering, knees deep in reports he hadn’t reviewed during the time away, he’d heard the Vulcan’s delicate knock on his door and his startled heart began to race.

Chapter 2 - A Human-Shaped Confection

By the time Galadriel realised that the Thers Sigma VI mission had become what humans crudely called a ‘ fuck-up’ of her doing, it had been too late - she’d pounced on top of Lieutenant Commander Sauron, pinning his wrists above his head and nearly latched onto his delectable neck with her lips, her tongue and her teeth without an invitation. He’d made it immediately worse when he tried to move beneath her, the flex of his muscles, the anticipation of his clever deception to counteract her superior physical strength - already a firm mainstay of her private fantasies - sending her heart hammering heavily in her chest.

#trop fanfiction #the rings of power #ao3 fanfic #somebird #Star Trek AU #Seriously - look at all the Star Trek lore I threw in here #Did I just claim that Arda is a little pre-industrial planet not ready for First Contact? - Read to find out #Oops Lieutenant Commander Sauron had a cult form around him #galadriel x halbrand #galadriel x sauron #Boldly going where no Elf has gone before #Live Long and Lustful #What happens on Arda stays on Arda

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alectology-archive · 2 years

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*twirls hair* hiii bestie, are you watching the rings of power/will you watch it? 👀👀

I'm still reading the silmarillion because I haven't really had the time to read much since college started and the book is Dense, lol, but I did watch the first episode and I didn't... like it?

I mean. It doesn't feel like a show that had a billion dollars invested in it (except for the fact that the cgi is very good). It felt very empty and ordinary, I guess - that's the only way I can describe it.

the girl hobbits (technically harfoots, but you get the idea) were very fun though, lol <3

(Is there a reason why all the old guy elves have wrinkles while galadriel doesn't. Interesting that women aren't allowed to have wrinkles, I guess. Please do not come for me if I have my facts wrong from canon, I barely know anything.)

#I watched it because morfydd clark is very very pretty and I'm very very gay but I was just SO disinterested tbh #obviously I haven't finished the silmarillion yet #but it's kind of funny that galadriel is the ONLY female commander I could spot #like okay. I LOVE that galadriel is a commander. I don't like the smurfette syndrome!#asks #willowycreatures #rings of power #tv

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mtgbudgetcommander · 8 months

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Simic Elf Tribal : How to Relive Glory and Valor

If you feel nostalgia for the era of elven glory and want to relieve it under the mighty Lady Galadriel, then Simic Elf Tribal is the right deck for you. Let’s see how we can lead the mightiest and the fairest elves to a new epic era!

Read the full article on mtgbudgetcommander.com

#magic the gathering #mtg #mtg commander #tribal #lotr #elf #galadriel #simic

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alwaysachorusgirl · 2 years

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Living for bad-ass warrior boss Galadriel, that is all

#galadriel #lady galadriel #commander of the northern army #lord of the rings #lotr #the rings of power #i love this show #jrr tolkien #middle earth #the second age

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caffeinatedastropath · 4 months

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Finally let go of the sentimentality keeping me from disassembling a commander deck that I haven't played in forever, and grabbed the Demonic Tutor and Fabricate from it to put in Nekusar. I think that going from 2 tutors to 4 is probably one of the last limiters I can remove from this deck - there's so much sauce in this bad boy, I just need to be able to get at it. Also, I threw together a 1.0 version of Light of Valinor that can actually use the Time Stretch I cut for the tutors. :3

#mtg #magic the gathering #mtg commander #edh #nekusar the mindrazer #nekusar #galadriel

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remusjohnslupin · 4 months

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'Yet surely, Gimli son of Glóin, you desire something that I could give? Name it, I bid you! You shall not be the only guest without a gift.’

‘There is nothing, Lady Galadriel,’ said Gimli, bowing low and stammering. ‘Nothing, unless it might be - unless it is permitted to ask, nay, to name a single strand of your hair, which surpasses the gold of the earth as the stars surpass the gems of the mine. I do not ask for such a gift. But you commanded me to name my desire.’

— The Fellowship of the Ring, J.R.R Tolkien (July 29, 1954)

#lotredit #tolkienedit #tlotrgifs #oneringedit #oneringnet #filmtv #fyeahmovies #moviegifs #filmedit #filmgifs #tolkienmine #galadriel #gimli #QUEUE.

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bestboy-huan · 2 years

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The girlboss-ification of Galadriel bothers me so much. In the books, in Tolkien’s works, Galadriel is a powerful political leader, even by the second age. She is a princess of the Noldor, the daughter of Finarfin. She is proud and respected.

In the Rings of Power, she is nothing more than a bitter commander in Gil-Galad’s army. She can’t even control her own subordinates. (They call her “Commandeer Galadriel” not “Lady Galadriel”!) She is ignored by Gil-Galad and condescended to by Elrond, she is dismissed and rebuked. She has no influence and no status of her own. So far in the show, her motivation is just vengeance and her own trauma, there is no greater consideration of the fate of Middle-Earth, no political aspirations, no nothing. Her identity becomes one of being Finrod’s little sister, not a leader of her own.

In the Unfinished Tales, there are many inconsistencies in Galadriel’s history, but none of them suggest this powerlessness and this humiliation.

I don’t care if they make her out to be a warrior or not, I don’t care if she leads people into battle or not, I do care about her political power.

They say they are centering female characters, which would be great, except they are disempowering her. I would much rather see a woman in a position of influence and respect, than one who is good with a sword. This is Galadriel, who refused Feanor, one of the greatest elves of all time, when he asked for a strand of her hair, and in Rings of Power she becomes a cast-away who is thrown around, ignored, and manhandled by those around her.

I understand the need to have room for character development and growth, but this is not that. It’s such a performative attempt at feminism, she is a classic 2010 female protagonist. One who is good at fighting, who is the underdog, who doesn’t allow herself to be kind or gentle or have emotional vulnerability, because the writers forgot what female empowerment actually looks like. A woman with dignity and political power is so much more important than a woman who can carry a sword.

#SO HELP ME #center female characters without making them powerless #tolkien never would have allowed Galadriel to be ignored and dismissed like this #she was one of the most powerful elves of ALL TIME and you’re going to do her dirty like this #rings of power #trop #i hate it so much #also no worries #i watched it in a way that was maybe not so legal #lotr #tolkien #galadriel

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autistook · 3 months

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February 14th/15th - The Mirror of Galadriel

“Many things I can command the Mirror to reveal,” she answered, “and to some I can show what they desire to see. But the Mirror will also show things unbidden, and those are often stranger and more profitable than things which we wish to behold. What you will see, if you leave the Mirror free to work, I cannot tell. For it shows things that were, and things that are, and things that yet may be. But which is it that he sees, even the wisest cannot always tell. Do you wish to look?”

#on this day #lotr #lord of the rings #the lord of the rings #galadriel #mirror of galadriel #fotr #lotr edit #i know the date is now officially 15th but it used to be 14th!#lotr frodo #frodo #frodo baggins #lotr gifs #middle earth #tolkien #tolkien edit

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fanaticsnail · 3 months

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snail! my favorite writer, my idol, i have a request.

i am sick at the moment (it's not bad but it's not great) and i had a thought: the one piece men caring for their sick partner.

honestly just thought it would be cute and fluffy. and since you (in my humble opinion) are the best writer, would you consider writing this little drabble, this little writing exercise?

like it could be the straw hats or it could be cross guild, take your pick.

sincerely,

your #1 fan :)

Masterlist here

Pulling a Galadriel, my dear sweetheart: “I asked her for one hair from her golden head… and she gave me three.” And three, my dear, you shall have. Sending my love and desire for a swift recovery for you @bonedaddi3!

Warnings: fluff, not established relationship, sick!reader, gn reader, kissing. Word count: 200+ per character (Zoro, Sanji, Mihawk)

Get Well Soon

As your illness spreads through your body, you realize your every fiber is aching with each small movement. Your performance is dropping, your energy is dwindling. The overwhelming desire to sleep where you stand has you cathartic and longing for its quick slumber to claim you in its restful embrace.

Zoro

From his reclined position lying on the deck of the going merry, his skin basking like a reptile under the heat of the glowing sun; he peeked through the smallest crack of his eyelids to examine you. Huffing out a breath of frustration, he growls as he immediately springs up to his feet and charges at you. As he drew himself as close to you as he could without touching you, narrowing his eyes and furrowing his brows at you.

Exhausted, you forced your chin upwards and looked at the first-mate through half-hooded eyes and attempted a lazy smile at him. This seemed to force his scowl deeper, his eyes more intense as he crouched down and immediately grasped the back of your knees to thrust you over his shoulder and effortlessly carry you below decks.

“Zoro! What are you doing?” you shrieked, huffing as the world began to swirl further in your grogginess. He grunts in response, using his heavy boots to kick his way through doors rather than to utilize his free hand.

As you witnessed the light of the sun begin to become shielded by the hallway’s door, you physically slumped against the wide and muscular shoulders of the swordsman. After several further turns and doors open, you find yourself being unceremoniously thrown onto the plush mattress of your bed. As soon as your back meets with the duvet, you begin to hastily rise up onto your elbows behind you - only to find yourself met with the splayed fingertips and open palm pushing you back onto the bed.

“Sleep,” he growled at you, his frown continuing to hold firm and unwavering on his face.

“But I-,” you began, your words being removed from your lips by another hard shove onto the mattress and another command from the first mate.

“-Sleep,” he again commanded, holding his hand firmly atop your chest and giving you on last little shove to hold you in place before removing his hand from your chest and stomping his heavy footsteps over to the door. He halted one final time, fingers almost brushing with the door handle before he turned back around and briskly walked back over to you.

Hesitantly, he stooped low and pressed his chapped lips atop your burning forehead. This gentle gesture from the first-mate had your eyes widening and heart pounding within your chest, his kiss feeling completely foreign but not unwelcome. As he drew his lips away from your head, his cheeks tinted with a small hue of pink, he uttered quietly.

“Get well soon.”

Sanji

As if sensing your illness before you had even truly allowed it to embrace you yourself, two strong arms immediately wove themselves around your shoulders with a heavy, weighted blanket. You couldn’t process the hastiness of his guidance, opting to wordlessly allow him to lead you wherever he decided to take you.

Circling your body in a cocoon, the chef of the going merry chaperoned you within his embrace into the kitchen and shepherded your body into the corner booth atop the comfortable pew. He looked over your face without his gaze meeting your eyes, adjusting the heavy duvet to circle around you and join at the front with ease. He crouched down and removed your shoes, tucking them beneath the suspended dining table and looking into your eyes.

“Comfortable, dear?” He asked you, a warm smile adorning his lips as he stared his gray eyes deeply into your own. That small question is what finally broke you, the innocence in his face as he humbled himself before you had your heart soaring in appreciation. You allowed yourself a small nod to bob your head in confirmation. Sanji chuckled, placed a small, chaste kiss atop your knee and rose from his crouch towards the sink.

Pouring burning water from the tap, he began soaping up his hands before retrieving a stainless-steel knife from his collection and sharpening rod. He began dragging the knife to and fro to ensure its peak condition twirling the blade between his fingers once he had finished.

“I’m going to make you something,” he declared, walking over to the fridge and flashing you a winning smile, “All you need to do is sit there, look pretty,” he shot you a small wink, “And get well soon.”

Mihawk

“Again,” he barked, watching as you fought through the pain to swing your claymore against the target and meet the board with a less than stellar connection. Mihawk’s displeasure was written all over his face, his eyes narrow and lips curled into a deep scowl.

“Run the drill again,” he commanded you, rising to his feet and stalking slowly to approach you. You huffed out a frustrated breath, your body screaming at you to stop forcing it to perform; but the overwhelming desire to please your mentor by serving him with your skill drove you on.

His eyes scanned you, noticing your slight change in hue. The amount of sweat pouring from your temple down your chin didn’t seem to be in reaction to the drill you were running, but rather your lethargy in illness. But he refused to allow you the luxury of commanding you to stop.

“My lord,” you panted, dropping the tip of the blade to the floor and keeling over in pain at your body’s inability to continue fighting, “My lord, I’m sorry. I’m letting you down. I just want to make you proud-.”

“-There is nothing you could ever do to make me less proud of you,” he sliced through your words and immediately found himself at your side, “And the greatest thing you can do when fighting an unwinnable battle is to ask for help.” He wove himself beneath your right arm, hoisting you up by hooking his right arm around your knees and cradling you into his chest with his left.

As he raised you within his arms, you couldn’t help but lace your arms around his neck and shoulders as he carried you back towards the gloomy castle of Kuraigana. You placed your forehead against the skin of his bare shoulder, almost causing a small flinch at the elevated temperature from your mentor.

“Thank you,” you whispered into his flesh, closing your eyes as he carried you and beginning to fall into a slumber. Mihawk checked over you, watching as your breathing steadied as the final wave of exhaustion crashed against you and toppled you into bliss.

“Allow me the luxury of nursing you back to health,” he whispered against your hairline, placing his lips gently atop your fallen strands, “I need you to get well soon, and I will do anything in my power to ensure you’re returned to your prime once more.”

Mini, apprehensive, tag list: @gingernut1314 @since-im-already-here @writingmysanity @feral-artistry @sordidmusings

#x reader #zoro x reader #sanji x reader #mihawk x reader #roronoa zoro #black leg sanji #dracule mihawk #op drabble #one piece #opla #one piece live action #opla fic #mihawk #zoro #sanji #op minific #vinsmoke sanji #get well soon

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thevalleyisjolly · 5 months

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As an intrinsic part of their Mortal heritage, I like to think that all the Half-Elven in Middle-earth have at one point in their lives (but most especially their youths) had a fairly unflattering haircut that they genuinely believed was the hottest shit ever:

Dior had a long feathered mullet that was a pure flex to show off how naturally full and voluminous his hair was. He only cut it once the twins were born and it became too much work to maintain while looking after two babies.

Elúred and Elúrin got their hands on an unattended bottle of hair dye when they were five and gave themselves skunk hair bangs that took months to wash out.

Elwing once experimented with teasing her curls into a big 80's hairdo because people told her how her father used to have big hair.

Eärendil had to cut his hair after a lice scare onboard one of Círdan's ships and went for a bowl cut that he thought would be quick and easy to do. Unfortunately, the bowl he used was a little too small and the high fringe made it look like he was wearing a small hat made out of hair. Idril had conniptions. Tuor managed to hold in his laughter until he could reach the privacy of an inner room. Elwing demonstrated the incredible power of love by both saying yes to his proposal and offering to neaten his fringe so that it at least looked a little less choppy.

Elrond stubbornly sported a man bun undercut for two whole years after he lost a bet with one of Maedhros' Mortal retainers and Maglor made a sighing comment about how he shouldn't worry because his hair would soon grow back out "nice again."

Elros gave himself curtained hair in solidarity with Elrond so that Maglor would get off his back, and kept it until the first time he commanded a war party and got good-naturedly ribbed to hell about looking like a 14 year old kid.

Like father like son, Elladan wore a rat tail for a few years after one of the Dunédain wagered he couldn't pull it off. He really couldn't, although he thought it looked great and was forever trying to do fancy styles with it until Elrohir staged a sibling intervention.

Elrohir maintained a buzzcut for nearly fifty years after his parents a little too amusedly said that he could do whatever he liked with his appearance now that he was of age.

Arwen went through a phase in her 200s where she dyed her hair with whatever colours she could get her hands on. The silver was very nice (Celeborn was extremely proud) and the blue highlights were interesting but still managed to work. She even made a decent ginger. However, the attempt at Arafinwëan gold just ended up a washed-out bleach blonde that is to date the only thing that has ever stunned Galadriel into utter speechlessness.

+Although not born Mortal, Lúthien spent a full Valinorean year with feathers instead of hair while trying to shape-shift into a nightingale. It actually made for quite an aesthetic when she took the time to preen them properly, but as she was far too busy running around having adventures with Daeron, the effect was more often ruffled bird's nest than sleek wings.

#lotr #silmarillion #dior eluchil #elúred #elúrin #elwing #eärendil #elrond #elros #elladan #elrohir #arwen #peredhil headcanons

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catboygretzky · 10 months

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i have not read the silm but people always use it to go GLADADRIELS HAIR TO GIMLI can u explain

I wish i could do this without explaining so much of the silmarillion but i refuse to explain the entirety of the silmarillion

the first thing you have to know is that there's an elf called fëanor who was the most important elf of the early first age. he was a big deal. super smart, super talented, and he knew it. absolute cunt of a dude. was he an anti hero? was he simply a villain? idk at the end of the day he was a kinslayer of a cunt that committed atrocious war crimes. but he was smart and talented! (he created the silmarils which - well. as you may be able to guess are also a big deal)

super interesting character though. a 🔥 character, one may say.

so just. keep in mind that fëanor was super great at doing elf things (not so great at being a dad or just. having morals that weren't ambition and arrogance) and he was also galadriel's uncle.

now fëanor was obsessed i mean obsessed with galadriel's hair - literally everyone was.

Even among the Eldar [Galadriel] was accounted beautiful, and her hair was held a marvel unmatched. It was golden like the hair of her father and of her foremother Indis, but richer and more radiant, for its gold was touched by some memory of the starlike silver of her mother; and the Eldar said that the light of the Two Trees, Laurelin and Telperion, had been snared in her tresses. Many thought that this saying first gave to Fëanor the thought of imprisoning and blending the light of the Trees that later took shape in his hands as the Silmarils.

so yeah - pretty impressive hair on a pretty impressive elf. impressive enough to inspire the silmarils creation? maybe.

(everyone was obsessed, but fëanor was obsessed obsessed, there's this whole thing with him and light. see: silmarils, which literally captured the light of the Two Trees of Valinor and quite possibly were inspired by galadriel herself)

NOW fëanor begged for an entire lock of hair, and expected her to agree, three times. galadriel denied fëanor all three times.

to bring gimli back in - if you remember, gimli says his only desire is a single strand of her hair, not expecting to receive it but hey, she asked for what i desire most so!

by this point you may be able to sumise why it's a big deal without me telling you BUT

when galadriel tells him to name his desire and what she should give him, gimli says this

"There is nothing, Lady Galadriel," said Gimli, bowing low and stammering. "Nothing, unless it might be - unless it is permitted to ask, nay, to name a single strand of your hair, which surpasses the gold of the earth as the stars surpass the gems of the mine. I do not ask for such a gift. But you commanded me to name my desire."

"i do not ask for such a gift, but you commanded me to name my desire" whereas fëanor begged - gimli didn't even ask it of her, just answered her question about his desires.

but to everyone else this was a Big Deal

The Elves stirred and murmured with astonishment, and Celeborn gazed at the Dwarf in wonder, but the Lady smiled. "It is said that the skill of the Dwarves is in their hands rather than in their tongues," she said; "yet that is not true of Gimli. For none have ever made to me a request so bold and yet so courteous. And how shall I refuse, since I commanded him to speak? But tell me, what would you do with such a gift?" "Treasure it, Lady," he answered, "in memory of your words to me at our first meeting. And if ever I return to the smithies of my home, it shall be set in imperishable crystal to be an heirloom of my house, and a pledge of good will between the Mountain and the Wood until the end of days."

the elves went UM WHAT THE FUCK but galadriel just smiled because yeah, it was bold of him to ask, but he expected nothing and the only thing he would use it for would be to fix the (shitty) relationship between dwarves and elves.

so this look? when gimli tells legolas she gave him three hairs?

i'm sure inside he's thinking "holy shit holy shit holy shit", but it's definitely a turning point in their friendship. because well, if galadriel deems him worthy...

and when gimli said the only thing he'd use it for was to fix the relationship between elves and dwarves? HE DID.

and then galadriel let legolas bring gimli into elf heaven.

i'm sure others can say this much more eloquently, but tl;dr: galadriel said 'fuck you fëanor, go gimli go'

#this was long i'm so sorry #gimli #galadriel #the lord of the rings #fëanor #the silmarillion #tolkien #legolas #ask #lotr #gigloras #lord of the rings

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