#silmarillion memes

[overlord-of-fantasy]

Eöl got destroyed (this is why he tryed to stab him)

Eöl, trying to get Maeglin to misstrust the noldor: It is not important what your Mother says. Trust what you see, not what you are told!

Maeglin: Okay. I have been told you were a genius, but i have only ever seen you behave like a paranoid moron, so...

[thethirdtreeofvalinor]

me after reanimating the corpse of tolkien: so later on in the show, galadriel’s new bestie, halbrand, is revealed to be sauron, which kind of erases celebrimbor as a character and his contribution to the main conflict

tolkien: that’s what you’re worried about when two of the beatles are still living? go finish the job

[silmarillion-ways-to-die]

[gondolindon]

the fact that 'nolo' (derived from the root for wisdom) means embarrassing/cringe in finnish is hilarious to me. in cringe there is wisdom. professor's words not mine

[glorfindelofgondolin]

[solmarillion]

if you thought the silmarillion was horribly tragic, don't worry. i can make it worse

[spacesunderstairs]

Sometimes when I think about how the Silmarillion is the story of "the great and good", I remember that Galadriel's uncles got into a fist fight at a family function over which one of them daddy loved more. It's comforting to know we're all a little white trash, deep down.

[thranduilofsmirkwood]

[bilbo-baggins-is-a-fcking-vibe]

in sindarin elvish, if you mispronounce the word "while", you will end up saying "sexual desire"

[curiouselleth]

During the whole kidnap/adoption of Elrond and Elros Maedhros was probably like one of those dads who says “We are NOT getting a cat and that’s final!” But then ends up like:

This is how it happened, right?

[aldarquen]

Silmarillion nonsense inspired by TLOU memes from @ellliemilller

Featuring art from the talented @sauroff

[overlord-of-fantasy]

Mr. Snuffles plotts a murder

Maedhros: Come on, you need to go to bed. Elros, holding his stuffed bunny: Mr. Snuffles says that I can stay up as long as I want. And that you need to die! Maedhros: … Maglor, in the background: What the hell, Mr. Snuffles—

[thethirdtreeofvalinor]

POV: You, a figurehead of a nation, have travelled to another land for a meeting as a messenger of your nation’s status of the captivity of a prisoner you were entrusted with. You were relatively calm before your presentation, your speech practiced, and your spirit as light as your feet on the ground. However, before you conceived to give your testimony, a friend of yours (who had diplomatic immunity in the land) drew all the attention in the meeting to himself. He regaled his hardships with traveling as a man set to govern one day. He spoke of the nearly two decades he had spent tracking your prisoner, a War Criminal in many of the other representative’s territories, at the behest of the wisest in your vicinity, a martyr of your generation. You learn of the struggle to capture the murderer that constantly evaded him. A priceless heirloom is brought up in the conversation, as how could it not be? It was the cause of the very meeting. Several nations were called upon to contemplate its destruction as none could escape its manipulation, its corruption greater than that of money could ever tempt. And it was your convict that held possession of it before his imprisonment. Your friends admits that he is glad that the fiend is in chains, not hounding after the nephew of a treasured comrade of a sovereign kingdom, a friend of its King before his untimely death in battle. You shake in your seat unnoticed as you begin to realize that maybe the daily walks for your detainee through the forest should not have existed. You are next to speak. Your tongue feels heavy. You are shitting your pants. You are Legolas Greenleaf, Crown Prince of Mirkwood.

[silmarillion-ways-to-die]

[sallysocker]

[glorfindelofgondolin]