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NERDY GRAMMAR POST WARNING: Why do we, the Silmarillion fandom, write “Feanorian” instead of “Feanorion?” Specifically, when we’re writing about Feanor’s children.

The -ion suffix exists (I believe) to denote a patronymic: for example, Legolas Thranduillion or Gildor Inglorion. By that logic, we should write “the Feanorions,” rather than “the Feanorians.”

The term “Feanorian” should probably refer to things that are connected to or owned by Feanor. For example, one could say “Feanorian lamps,” “the Feanorian wars,” or “I’m currently dealing with a paranoia outbreak that feels downright Feanorian.”

Does anybody know if there’s a reason that the fandom predominantly writes it in the second way, or if it’s just convention? I might be totally wrong about this, but I’ve been wondering for a while.

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Círdan the Shipwright✨ (NEW)

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princess Disa stone singing

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van gogh green | monet violet | salman toor green | van gogh yellow

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a very quick sketch of The Bird Lady [Elwing] done with the single colour-pencil I found in the bottom of my bag on an overnight train from hell, drawn for @spring-into-arda Back to Middle Earth Month Basketball Championship for ✨ Team Idril ✨ for the prompt “Connection” + some fun prose I couldn’t resist

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Finally finished this one of Aredhel

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Feel like not enough people give enough credit to what character growth Theo went through in these two seasons.

We meet him as this moody brooding teenager, angry at the whole world, at the Elves, the Orcs, his people, himself. He feels so powerless against the whole world drawing close at him. He does try to do good, he loves his mum, but it all always seems to backfire. After the eruption of the volcano and his travel with Galadriel he realizes just how much his anger might have cost him. He is ready for a fresh start, appreciating more what he has.

Then his mother dies and the world breaks apart once more. Who is Arondir to offer him words of comfort? He’s too old to be treated like a baby, yet the pain is too great to ignore. The conversation he overhears Isildur have with Estrid is the first step to healing, realizing that life is a gift our parents give us that is impossible to repay, so you have to treat every moment as something precious. And after he is taken captured by the Ents and finds Arondir came to find him despite the harsh words before, another emotional wall breaks. The world may be full of pain, but it is also full of endless love. 

So Theo accepts and embraces the love Arondir has for him. The people his mother led need someone to look out for them, to heal their wounds. And who would be better for it than the healed son of a healer. 

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Not many people know this, but I know for a fact that Celebrimbor provided Fëanor with invaluable creative advice during the crafting of the Silmarils. Don't believe me? Just picture the scene...

Fëanor, scribbling in his workshop: I'm so close to perfecting this silima formula, but still something is missing. What? What?!

Baby Celebrimbor, perched in his accustomed place on the workbench: hurgleburbleburble :D

Fëanor: You think I should add another measure of silver?

Celebrimbor: Goog! *lil pudgy hands clapping*

Fëanor: Interesting... of the same purity as the last, I take it?

Celebrimbor: Ah! Ah!

Fëanor: Yes... I think you might be onto something here... and should this go into the compound before the vanilla extract?*

Celebrimbor: *sneezes, tries to stick a spare stylus up his nose*

Fëanor: *gently extracting the stylus* No, you're right, I don't think that would work either. Maybe it's something to do with the timing?

Celebrimbor: Ahh!

Fëanor: *scribbling madly* Yes... yes! The elements must all be combined at the precise moment... when the mingling of the Tree-light is balanced absolutely equally... only then can the silima capture its essence! That's it!

Celebrimbor: :D *jabbers happily, clapping*

Fëanor: We've done it at last! Tyelperinquar, you are a marvel! The greatest smith in Aman.

Celebrimbor: *yawns, ready for a well-earned nap*

*Well, you tell me what the fuck silima is made of. XD

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Alfirin flowers, which will one day grow on Elendil's tomb, are mentioned in the very first episode.

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I don't know if this was obvious to everyone else, but I just realised that one of the reasons why the Hobbit is so effective as a children's book is that while Bilbo is an adult, the skills that make him a hero are all those of a child.

By human standards he's child-sized, which makes him unobtrusive and light on his feet. He can slip by unnoticed where bigger people can't.

He's good at playing games, and even cheats (successfully!) in a way that - let's face it - is not so different to how children try to cheat at games. He's polite in a way that's fully comprehensible to children (rather than, say, being able to perform courtly manners). He's quick-witted, but the trick of keeping the trolls talking is also one that would be achievable for a child.

He doesn't have magic powers, he's not a great fighter, and he's not some kind of Chosen One. There's not much that he does that couldn't be done by a ten-year-old, but the story shows just how valuable all those skills and traits are. It's very empowering.

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Alan Lee + lotr & scenery

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Thinking of the larger context of LOTR and like, the fellowship swapping old war stories and shit and Sam just says “Yeah I killed a huge spider…Shelob, I think?”

And Gandalf just blinks and is like, “You what now?”

“Yeah, killed it. Had to save Frodo”

Gandalf elects not to tell Sam that he killed the spawn of a primordial demon.

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ARWEN, DAUGHTER OF ELROND ...and so like was she in form of womanhood to Elrond that Frodo guessed that she was one of his close kindred (insp.)

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"She [Galadriel], committed Lórinand to Amroth, and passing again through Moria with Celebrian she came to Imladris, seeking Celeborn. There (it seems) she found him and there they dwelt together for a long time. . ."

- Unfinished Tales, History of Galadriel and Celeborn

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Eowyn & Faramir

mixed media, 53*25 cm

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ISMAEL CRUZ CÓRDOVA as ARONDIR in The Rings of Power °˖➴2.08 "Shadow and Flame"

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I've been looking more into the myths and legends that inspired Tolkien, specifically into Irish Mythology, and there are actually a lot of very interesting similarities, particularly in Tir na nÓg and the Tuatha dé Danann.

Tir na nÓg means 'the land of the young', and is an enchanted isle off the west coast of Ireland where all were happy and suffered no illness or unhappiness. It is also called the Otherworld, and just like with Valinor, was often mistaken for a kind of heaven or afterlife when it was an actual, earthly place that could be reached by sailing across the sea(or through magic).

It was from Tir na nÓg that the Tuath Dé came, sailing eastwards in a fleet of 300 ships. Tuatha dé Danann means "people of the Goddess Danu". The Tuath Dé are immortal beings who are immune to aging and illness who came from across the sea and inhabited the lands of Ireland before Men ever came there.

Upon landing on Ireland's shores the Tuath dé immediately took the ships they had used and burned them to prevent anyone from returning to their homeland. The smoke from the fires could be seen for miles and the dark cloud lasted for three days straight.

In their first battle against their enemies and former inhabitants of Ireland the Formorians, the King of the Tuath Dé, Nuada, had his arm sliced clean off. Because he was no longer "unblemished", he thus lost his kingship, although a new hand was made for him that was made of silver. Nuada thus gained the epithet of Airgetlam, meaning 'silver hand/arm'.

They were powerful magic users, and during the years they spent there conquered most of Ireland, though at the cost of much blood.

But just like the Elves, so do the Tuath Dé and their power eventually fade at the coming of Men, the Milesians, the ancestors of the Irish people. In some tales the Tuath dé fight back and are driven underground by the Milesians, but in others versions the Tuath Dé foresee and accept their fate, and flee beneath the earth where they later become the sidhe, the fairy folk, or Little People, living in barrows and cairns. In other versions, the Goddess Danu sent many of the Tuath Dé to live in Tir na nÓg, and made homes beneath the earth for those who wished to stay.

Overall, very alike to Tolkien's Elves, specifically the Noldor!