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Me asking to talk about The Pitt with my mutuals:

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"And it is told of Maglor that he could not endure the pain with which the Silmaril tormented him; and he cast it at last into the Sea"

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【enjoltaire Middle Earth AU 】

 Dol Amroth swan-knights! Enjolras x deserted Harad soldier! Grantaire

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The tides of Belfalas crashed into his soul; for the first time in his life, Grantaire felt alive.

"I do not believe in liberty, or justice, or the will of the free peoples. I believe in you."

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cruelty is so easy. youre not special for choosing it

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The Valar's mistake did not lie in seeing a possibility of good in Melkor. Rather, their mistake lay in not seeing the equal possibility of him remaining evil.

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So many people who say they like the Silmarillion (even that they love it) will still call it boring, dense, dry, et cetera, and it honestly just makes me sad. I never found it boring in the slightest. Like, it’s fine if you think it’s boring, or you find all the names off-putting, or you couldn’t get into it or whatever. I just wish it wasn’t so hard to find other people who actually love the Silmarillion the way it is, who DON’T find it boring, who love it unapologetically. The Silmarillion is one of the most interesting books I’ve ever read, if not THE most interesting book. It’s not boring, it’s exciting! It’s moving! It’s completely enthralling! I can literally read a single sentence from it and it will make me tear up because it’s so beautiful. There are so many scenes in it that are so good that just THINKING about them gives me chills. It’s literally my favorite thing. I read it for the first time 15 years ago and no book (other than LOTR) has ever made such a deep impression on me. The Silmarillion is boring TO YOU. I love it though

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this from the guy who wrote the sting pain index, a scale he constructed after letting himself be stung by insects

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What I’m getting from the Silmarillion is the plot is “Almost everyone dies. Everyone who lives, every victory, contributed somehow to the birth of Elrond.” 

Elrond is the end goal. I am convinced Elrond is the most important character in Tolkien’s entire universe.

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omg I just remembered that to love another person is to see the face of god

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so @potatoobsessed999 and i finished our reread of the hobbit last night and i’m now fully and completely convinced that

arkenstone’s a silmaril

areknstone is maedhros’ silmaril specifically

and this COULD be a post about how the arkenstone is described exactly the same as the silmarils are, or how thorin talks about it in the exact same way that the feanorians do, but for the moment i am skipping all of that because listen to me. just for a second here accept this as canon into your hearts because if this is so then that would mean.

that bard, a king who had his home destroyed by a great evil from the north and was willing to hold the glowing beautiful stone ransom to protect his people, willingly laid maedhros’ silmaril to rest with thorin, a king who had his home destroyed by a great evil from the north and who sought to retrieve the glowing beautiful stone that was the last remaining thing he had of his father.

and i just think that’s such a potent ending for the damn thing. there is the peace that was never achieved in the silmarillion. there is the sympathy that was never achieved in the silmarillion. the silmarils cannot come home to the feanorians, but they can come home to durin’s folk. they can find their home with a different people of aule. with a different people who have faced horror and death in their own home. with a different son who has lost his father who had lost his father, left to hold his people together. and it can do that because instead of being fought over, it was in the end given up freely.

and i just think that’s nice, actually.

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help i got cast in a play and one of the other actors said their favorite book is the silmarillion so i was like :o and later i showed him my silm tattoo and he freaked out..

and then we did an improv warmup game where in a group you had to cross to the other side of the room while pretending you’re in a blizzard. and i was in a group with him and said “it’s like crossing the helcaraxë” and he laughed and said “we’re killing feanor when we get across”

i’m just in shock bc in my 10+ years of silmarillion adoration i’ve never met another irl silm head in the wild 😭

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I am a naughty little serf. I love to wallow in my sloth and indolence, and to disobey the gentry

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the most delusional and insane thing i've ever done is: after working on a spirk fic for hours without seeing sun or touching grass, yell "JIM" to call for my real human boyfriend (who is 100% not named jim)

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Who up right now chastely dropping their eyes before anything that is not the Republic?

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Can I just say that I love your username😁

omg thank you!!! (sorry life was crazy and i haven’t been on here in a few days lol)

do we think fingolfin would like dolphins …

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Eomer and Eowyn only talk to each other once in the films

but they communicate so much.

When Eomer first returns with a wounded Theodred, an entire dialogue is shared between Eomer and Eowyn without a single word passing between them.

This mutual look of concern, they're both on the same page.

Eowyn then goes on to look at Theodred's wound. It's interesting that Eomer now looks curious above all things, he's waiting on Eowyn's judgement.

Eowyn looks at the wound and grimaces. It's bad. Theodred isn't going to survive this.

She looks to Eomer, who looks back at her in grim resignation.

They go to Theoden to inform him of the situation. As Eomer walks by Eowyn, he doesn't speak to her or interrupt her, but he puts his hand on her back as he passes. Even when the focus is on other things, he is giving her that gesture of support and fondness. That it is done without fanfare shows that this sort of affection is commonplace.

They both stand before the throne, both of them united in their attempt to reach through to their uncle. They're a team, a unit.

Eomer throws down proof that Saruman, who Grima is trying to protray as a friend to Rohan, is sending his soldiers to terrorise their people.

Eowyn gives Grima a death glare, challenging him to refute her brother's accusations. She's on Eomer's side, Eomer's team.

Eomer sees Grima looking at Eowyn, and knows what he wants. It fills him with fury.

Eowyn sees her brother choking Grima against the wall. She looks on in cold silence, then walks away.

When Aragorn reveals that the beacons have been lit, Eowyn rushes into the throne room, drawing to a stop at Eomer's shoulder. They wait together for Theoden's judgement.

When it comes, and Theoden sends Eomer to muster the troops, Eomer bows, but even before he has fully straightened up, his eyes go to his sister.

Again, no words exchanged, simply a look of common understanding. They both know what the risks are, they both know what is at stake, for the world, for their country, for their family.

Before Eomer leaves, he touches Eowyn's arm, before walking away.

With Eomer gone, we see a steely determination come into Eowyn's eyes. Now there's something Eomer's missing, now Eomer's back is turn and there's something about sister that she's keeping from him. She's riding to battle.

The one time they speak to each other, they're in opposition. About Merry, about Eowyn, about war.

The words are harsh. Eomer is stern, Eowyn is defensive.

But Eomer puts his hand on Eowyn's shoulder. He doesn't say "I don't want you to get hurt, I don't want you in battle", but that hand on her shoulder, tells the audience that's exactly what he's saying.

Those small moments of physical affection culminate in one great moment, when stern, stoic Eomer discovers Eowyn on the battle field, and breaks down in tears, cradling her and rocking her like she's a child.

And his devotion to her ultimately shown in him sitting small and hunched, tucked in on himself, crouching down in armour for what seems to have been a lengthy space of time, as he sits by her side, waiting for her to be healed.

This is such an effective way of showing to an audience that two characters love each other, when there is a limited time window. The movie needed to crack on to cover the ground it needed to cover, and with so many important dynamics to reveal to the audience, the creators needed to be time effective. Eomer and Eowyn don't share much screen time, but the looks exchanged, the passing moments of intimacy, tells us clearly that these are two people greatly fond of each other, and have been fond of each other a long time.

The lack of spoken dialogue almost enhances it. Little is said between them because little needs to be said. They already know. The one time they do speak, it's when they're quarrelling, because that's the only moment when they need to use words. The rest of the time, a gesture, a look, is enough.