#like my penits

[pawbeanies]

i am SICK of spending my life wishing for something else and languishing over wasted potential and opportunities that i could've taken if i wasn't terrified of the unknown and the very thought of failure!!! (jacks off instead) (jacks off instead) (jacks off instea

[sergle]

the threshold has been crossed, it is now springtime!!

[yourlocalabomination]

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.

[dad-dumpster]

theyr in the middle of an interrogation rn

[lucksea]

yknow what ill post this too. i was planning to do more with it and clean it up but this is how i play cotl/interpret the characters most of the time. whenever i watch the trailers im like That Lamb Does Not Want To Be There Huh

[taonpest]

Yeah it's them again whatever

[yanagiineko]

recently started playing Blasphemous a few days ago, and thought it would be a fun idea to draw my pookie as the Penitent One

[brainless-but-thats-all]

had a dream tumblr introduced removing posts from other peoples accounts and it became a battlefield of people posting "my penits hurt" and the other half trying to remove them as fast as possible

[tempvoir]

He’s my little meow meow forever and ever

I love blasphemous sm..

[ymbrtty]

Cone head looking ahh

[randaccidents]

Fuck you (short hairs your jashling)

[honeyblockm]

based off george de la tour's magdalene with the smoking flame (under the cut). i love paintings where mary stares quietly at a fire the vibes are so good

i started painting this on december 22, 2021

[queenlua]

tech has drifted from god's true light in a lot of ways but i do like that, in my corner of it specifically, it's still considered gauche, rude, embarrassing, and strange to ever ask what kind of degree / educational credential someone has

[lucksea]

against all odds the only consistent character in both timelines is that damn fox

[cvstodians]

🧿The Penitent One 🗡 35 🇪🇸 Spain 🙏🏻 Monk 📿🛡

[child-of-hurin]

Another thing about Erendis and Aldarion that absolutely gets me is how Erendis seems to reflect about their falling out majorly in terms of gender. We have her famous speech to Ancalimë in the Unfinished Tales:

Thus it is, Ancalimë, and we cannot alter it. For men fashioned Númenor: men, those heroes of old that they sing of – of their women we hear less, save that they wept when their men were slain. Númenor was to be a rest after war. But if they weary of rest and the plays of peace, soon they will go back to their great play, manslaying and war. Thus it is; and we are set here among them. But we need not assent. If we love Númenor also, let us enjoy it before they ruin it. We also are daughters of the great, and we have wills and courage of our own. Therefore do not bend, Ancalimë. Once bend a little, and they will bend you further until you are bowed down. Sink your roots into the rock, and face the wind, though it blow away all your leaves.

And in The Nature of Middle Earth* we find this bit:

As Erendis said later, [the Númenóreans] became a kind of imitation Elves; and their Men had so much in their heads and desire of doing that they ever felt the pressure of time, and so seldom rested or rejoiced in the present. Fortunately their wives were cool and busy – but Númenor was no place for great love.’

Aldarion's only gendered comment on this conflict is when he tells his father:

I will go from this misenchanted isle of daydreams where women in their insolence would have men cringe. 

But otherwise he doesn't seem very invested in or aware of the war of the sexes: in fact, he famously changes the laws of Númenor to allow Ancalimë to be heir, and part of his motivation is framed as a desire to strike a blow against Erendis. Erendis is much more insistent (and insightful) on seeing their domestic problems through the lens of a systemic social issue.

OTOH, Aldarion does see their domestic problems as fundamentally tied to the social norms, and reflected on the social sphere. When Erendis sends Ancalimë to attend his ascension to the throne but refuses to come herself, he says:

‘Not for this, at least,’ said Aldarion. ‘It is far below my hope of her. She has dwindled; and if I have wrought this, then black is my blame. But do the large shrink in adversity? This was not the way, not even in hate or revenge! She should have demanded that a great house be prepared for her, called for a Queen’s escort, and come back to Armenelos with her beauty adorned, royally, with the star on her brow; then well nigh all the Isle of Númenor she might have bewitched to her part, and made me seem madman and churl. The Valar be my witness, I would rather have had it so: rather a beautiful Queen to thwart me and flout me, than freedom to rule while the Lady Elestirnë falls down dim into her own twilight.

It's not that he's wrong; it's just that this is his fantasy, not Erendis's. In the tale until that point, whenever they clashed, she withdrawed. Aldarion here doesn't remember that, or realize that they're playing very different games! Erendis is striking on the personal, intimate, domestic sphere; Aldarion's domestic sphere IS public and political (and how else could it be, being the prince and heir!).

The general feeling I get from reading this tale, honestly, is that both Erendis and Aldarion have extremely accurate insights and valid points about the stifling social norms they're bound to... and yet, at the same time, that none of those things were more responsible in their domestic unhappiness than their own personalities and unwillingness to compromise ⚰️