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albumarchives · 11 months

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Various Artists | You Wake Up in a Crypt (2023)

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dungeonsynthguide · 7 months

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Ithildin Arda's Herbarium: A Musical Guide to the Mystical Garden of Middle-Earth and Stranger Places - Vol. I (2022)

#music #dungeon synth #comfy synth #Canada #2020s #Ithildin

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nectarine-vibes · 4 months

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Arthuros | As I Pass Through The Moongate

#arthuros #dungeon synth #ithildin #as i pass through the moongate #Bandcamp

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juniperuss · 1 year

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Here is the flag and ruler of the second kingdom on Ru’aira!

The loosely connected Elvish kingdoms of Ithildin gather under the banner of Ru’aira’s first city, Mélamarimma. Ruled by a supposed demigod, Priestess-Queen Mal’ryne Aleanna, the capital is a hub for knowledge.

#d&d #dungeons & dragons #dungeons and dragons #dnd #my art #my stuff #homebrew #malryne aleanna #lacuna elf #elf #elf subrace #demigod #dnd campaign #dnd npc #dnd art #dnd character #artist #ithildin

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reliving-elegy · 1 year

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‘!!’ for @consign-to-oblivion

((By the way, your voicework is really amazing!

Eugh, another Runeterran. Fine, a quick observation...

From the attire and lingering smell of fish, I gather you're Freldjordian. Judging by the antlers and the unreasonably well-kept hair in spite of them, I'd safely wager Vastayan lineage.

The process leading your birth could only have been disgusting to witness.

Those latter traits in mind, I'd've hoped you'd possess more common sense than your ancestors... were it not for the faded taste of the Void in your midst.

What, did you bargain with them believing in their 'true and endless power'?

Bah, who am I kidding? You lack better traits of those mad fools. Usually more purple. More likely, you consider yourself a victim of their 'machinations'... made privy to their influence, you seek to avert the fate they have set for you and your ilk.

They're not so complex.

They don't want to the world to end, nor would they wish death upon mortalkind- if they'd possessed the option.

They are hungry. You and yours are Prey. To the starving, the truth beyond is irrelevant.

I'm getting sidetracked. Truthfully, I'm more curious as to the origins of your birth- who was what? Someone had to be brave enough to find a fullblooded Deer Vastayan and do the deed, so, who was it? Did they ever explain why? Do storytellers still discuss the wretched act?

I'd look into that before anything else- priorities and all.

(@consign-to-oblivion)

#omen #meme response #ithildin

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aeonianarchives · 1 year

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sorry if this is the wrong blog but may you give this to Valka for me

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-to Valka

it is the wrong blog but have this

"Hey Valka this is to you do you know what they are saying" The Vampire snaches the paper from me

"You are the one who studied in this and you do not know what it is saying" Valka snapped

"Actually I do I just don't want to translate it for you as you will not like it"

"I demand you tell me" Valka hissed back

"It says your hat is stupid" Ithildin said towering over me and bending to read the paper

"Honestly it is correct your hat is stupid" Ithildin said as he caught his brothers forehead with his hand as Valka swiped at him

"IT IS NOT STUPID YOU ARE BOTH STUPID FOR THINKING SO" Valka yelled as Ithildin laughed at his brothers attempts to hit him which where failing

"For someone who is ment to be a maiar of Morgoth you are awfully weak if you can be undone by this" Ithildin joked

#ithildin #valka #ithildin is valka's brother #oc #my oc #original characters #asks #anon ask #anon #ask

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nemo-in-wonderland · 7 months

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"Through the darkened fields entranced Music made her poor heart dance Thinking of a lost romance Long ago

Feeling lonely, feeling sad She cried in the moonlight Driven by a world gone mad She took flight

"Feel no sorrow, feel no pain Feel no hurt, there's nothing gained Only love will then remain," She would say

Shadow of the Moon"

"Shadow of the Moon" - Blackmore's Night

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*pokes head from outside the burrow*

Evening evening everyone! :)

Just passing by and dropping this little thing that I worked on in the past couple of days.

I wasn't feeling that well, and whenever it happens, I just retreat to my usual hermit self and watch movies and whatnot.

So, the other day, I was watching LotR: The Two Towers, what these books and this trilogy had meant to me when I was a friendless, traumatized teen. They had been my safe haven for a long time, allowing me to find refuge when the world around me was too much for me to handle.

And it was in that period of time that my first proper OC was born, the one that would go on and influence many of my subsequent brainchildren, and the very first one that allowed me to pour all my hopes and dreams into her story. She would also be the one that has lasted the longest in my mind, having worked on her from 2001 until 2015.

That OC is my Elwen Ithildin, Elf Maiden of the House of Celeborn and probably the reason why, believe it or not, I managed to keep my mental health during those awful years.

I wanted to depict her passing her "duty" to Dorothea, the darling brainchild that has been keeping me company all throughout the pandemic and continue to do so to this day. :)

A small fun fact!

By now, you know that Dorothea is known as the "Morning Star"; well, that minuscule detail was actually a sort of personal homage that I did to Elwen and her status, in my old stories, as the "North Star": an ever fixed light in the darkness, a light that would always guide the wanderers through the night <3

(yes, I am obsessed with astronomy, so, as I said multiple times, the whole Sun/Moon/Star theme will be omnipresent in all my characters <3).

I hope you will like this <3

--Nemo

#Nemo sketches #Assassin's Creed Syndicate #Lord of The Rings #Dorothea Starrick #Elwen Ithildin #my ocs #my darling most beloved brainchildren

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auralatrocityabyss · 1 year

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Defiling The Altar Of Forgiveness

Üvegszakadás

Vampyric Dungeon Synth beautifully melding ominous baroque pianos with the bombast of Mortiis. Aspects such as the bells provide a rich atmosphere, generating a mood that is both fearsome and somber.

Available from Ithildin Tape Productions

#dungeon synth #vampyric dungeon synth #black metal #Üvegszakadás #Bandcamp #ithildin tape productions #vampyric black metal #grand rapids

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son-of-the-moon-and-sun · 1 year

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Ithildin leaned on the door frame with a smirk on his face "Enjoy trying on my wardrobe in search of something which I would approve you wear for tonights ball" Ithildin questioned with a chuckle as he pushed himself off of the wall and to Cala he got to his wardrobe

"I had something made if this was to come up you honestly don't suite what I wear your to bright for that" Ithildin said pulling out a robe and holding it before the other the robe happed to matched the same blue as his hair and had minimal silver detailing

"I know you don't like fancy clothes so I made it minimal with the fanciness of it"

@of-ocs - Ithildin

Cala stood there – in front of Ithildin’s wardrobe, his eyes wandering through every thing there as he scratched the back of his head.

He sighed – not not knowing which one to pick out. His taste in clothes was not the best he knew it himself. Though thankfully, he did not have to wait long to recieve help with his decision.

Cala turned as soon as he heard his beloved’s voice – smiling seeing him. It had been somewhat an exhausting day, his and Quildalótien’s hunt with Turcafinwë did not so as planned and honestly he dreamed of seeing Ithildin and hide in his affections – even though he was still getting to the idea of showing affections.

Cala did not speak as Ithildin explained – only gave him a hazy smile until he handed a robe to his liking towards.

“Too bright? Too bright I might burn you?”

Cala smirked himself as he took the robe ‐ deciding he liked the color.

“Thank you for having it to my liking, melda.”

— —☀️ @of-ocs ｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ˎˊ˗

#— —☀️ @of-ocs ｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ˎˊ˗#Ithildin ♡

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chickentenderx · 18 days

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been reading a lot of Legolas fics recently. I see your Meleth Nîn[my love] and raise you Ithildin Nîn[my starlight] or El Nîn[my star]

#ya know bc stars are such an important part of the culture #legolas x reader #legolas #lotr #lotr x reader #lotr elves #lotr legolas #the hobbit #the hobbit x reader #hobbit x reader #the hobbit legolas #tolkien #tolkien elves #sindarin #lord of the rings #lord of the rings x reader #legolas greenleaf

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sillylotrpolls · 2 months

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#lotr #lord of the rings #poll #polls #gimli

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urwendii · 10 months

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Istar!Mairon who actually gets along so well with the Dwarves and work with them on the Durin Doors and made Ithildin with Celebrimbor and Narvi and show them how to harvest Mithril securely, and teach them even grander smith techniques, Istar Mairon healing that small broken part of himself by tutoring the race Aulë made behind everyone's back but most importantly Mairon feeling joy in his craft once more and speaking Khuzdul and laughing with them😩

#istar mairon shenanigans #all the good sof mairon feelings in this AU #mairon #no elvish propaganda here #only love for the dwarves #i could write a little something longer abt this serie for tolkiengenweek actually

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thenighteternal · 1 month

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𝖂𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝕹𝖆𝖈𝖍𝖟𝖊𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖗 - 𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℑ𝔳𝔶 𝔏𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔗𝔬𝔪𝔟

#instrumental #raw dungeon synth #She Waits For Me In Death #music #Weinender Nachzehrer #The Ivy Laden Tomb #dungeon synth #medieval dungeon synth #orchestral dungeon synth

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tathrin · 1 year

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This story is 100% tumblr’s fault so I feel like I ought to post it here, too. It was written in one quick two hour word-deluge, so hopefully it’s not too riddled with typos or other issues. Either way: I feel like it’s what tumblr deserves, because it’s tumblr that made it happen.

A story where Gimli died before they could sail to Valinor, but Legolas refused to accept their being parted. Or: Eurydice looks lovely in a beard, no?

Gimli had no idea how Legolas had managed this. One moment he had been sleeping the slow, stoney dreams of a dwarf awaiting the ending of all things; the next, his Maker had been drawing him up from his stone bed and helping him stumble into legs that had long ago forgotten how to walk across a long stone floor and up a short staircase to a hall of darkness and stars, a hall where his elf was waiting for him.

"Legolas!" Gimli cried. He tried to run but stumbled over stiff, unfamiliar feet and went down to hands and knees. The stone was not cold beneath his hands, but it felt as though it should have been; perhaps it was his hands that were too cold to tell.

"Hush," said a voice that shimmered in Gimli's mind like ithildin. "Enough. The boon is granted; the rules are set. Do not try our patience further."

Legolas stood with his head bowed and his face turned away, but Gimli had known him at once; would have known him at a glance, just from the way he stood (his feet so light upon the ground, slender body never quite still, like a bird poised ever on the edge of flight atop a thin branch); or the curve of his strong and slender arms at his side like a long bow; or the glimmer of his hair in the darkness, so much richer than any gold that mortal hands might forge. Gimli had run those smooth, heavy locks through his hands often enough that he could almost feel them even now, with the whole great hall between them; could almost smell the rain-crisp scent of fresh leaves that those fair locks somehow bore even in the dead of a cold and bitter winter.

"What boon?" Gimli asked. He was ashamed to hear his voice tremble, but he told himself that it was not fear that caused the tremor; his throat was merely dusty with disuse, like his stiff legs and unsteady feet. That was all; it was not fear. "What rules? Legolas?"

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imbiowaresbitch · 7 months

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Starlight - Suptober23 day 9

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Cas is curled up on the couch to watch a movie with his roommate, Dean, one of his favourite things ever. He's a little high, so he's having a bit of trouble following some of the details, but Dean has always been happy to explain.

This time, he seems to be getting annoyed though, and Cas can't figure out why.

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A mellow warmth buzzed through Cas' senses. He was floating, nearly purring with contentment. His roommate and best friend was next to him on the couch, his face alight with child-like delight as he watched the movie in 4K.

"Cas, you gotta watch this part, it's the best!" Dean exclaimed, and Cas humoured him, focusing again on the story playing out. He'd lost track for a little while, but he had to admit the scenery was beautiful.

On the other hand, Dean had declared probably fifteen different scenes the best part already, and they were only a little over halfway through it. Of course, that was already an hour and a half. Something about these versions being the director's cut rather than the theatrical releases meant each of the three movies was much longer.

Cas tried to focus on the screen, but he found himself listing sideways, the pot and the red wine making him warm and happy and giddy all at once. He tended to get very cuddly and very flirty when he was high, and wine always brought a flush of heat to his cheeks. His head rested on Dean's shoulder, and Cas' attention wandered from the movie again.

"Look, they're almost at the door!" Dean said, excitement in his voice. Cas dutifully turned his attention to the screen again, squinting a little to focus.

The tall wizard guy – Cas couldn't keep track of the names – was brushing away at a rock face.

"Ithildin… It mirrors only starlight and moonlight."

Cas frowned as one of the short characters asked about the words on the door, and he lifted his head.

"I have a question."

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A giant apology to all my fellow LOTR nerds.

Read it on AO3.

#destiel #castiel #dean winchester #redamber79writes #suptober23

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camille-lachenille · 8 months

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Hold on a second, I had an epiphany! I was thinking about the links between the Hobbits and other ‘grander’ stories by Tolkien in terms of narration and worldbuilding. And there’s these two lines from the poem The Dragon is withered, when Bilbo arrives in Rivendell on his way back home that really struck me:

The stars are far brighter/ Than gems without measure,

The song seems a bit silly, with lots of tra-la-la-lally, but these two lines really made me think of the Silmarillion. Of course the Elves are singing about Bilbo’s adventure and refer to the Arkenstone. But. We know from FotR that there are survivors of Nargothrond and Gondolin living in Rivendell. Survivors from two cities destroyed by dragons, but also survivors of the third Kinslaying. A Kinslaying over a magical gem everyone wanted, just like the Arkenstone. These tra-la-la-lally Elves saw first hand what ‘gems without measure’ lead to. And guess what the Silmaril becomes? A star. The brightest star of the skies even. And that’s just two lines of this song!

Am I reading too far into it? Maybe. But knowing how careful Tolkien was in his choice of words, especially in his poems, I think this is a valid reading. He also makes a clear allusions to past collaboration between Dwarves and Elves in the third stanza of Far over the Misty Mountains cold:

For ancient king and elvish lord/ There many a gleaming golden hoard/ They shaped and wrought, and light they caught/ To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

I understand these lines as a reference either to the alliances between Dwarves and Elves in the First Age, when they crafted the Nauglamír and helped building Nargothrond, or the collaboration between Celebrimbor and Narvi in the Second Age, where they use Ithildin for the Doors of Durin, this material that reflects only the light of stars, or both.

Anyways, there are these little easter eggs hidden in the details of the songs, these allusions to a larger world and ancient History surrounding the quest to Erebor. Tolkien had already written a good chunk of the Silm material before the Hobbit. The Fall of Gondolin was almost two decades old and the Lay of Leithian just over a decade. He knew about Eärendil carrying a Silmaril in the sky. He knew about Nargothrond falling to dragon fire and the Sons of Fëanor slaying their kin for gems.

I haven’t read the Hobbit in over a year so I’m sure there are other references I’m missing, but my point that the Hobbit actually fits so well in the wider frame of Arda and Tolkien’s legendarium stil stands. Sure, it’s a children’s book and the tone is so much lighter compared to the Silm, and even LotR, but the myths and History are already there, setting the foundations of the stories published later.

#tolkien #the silmarillion #the hobbit #tolkien meta #half baked ramblings by a sleep deprived tolkien fan

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