orlandcbloom:

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Aredhel Ar-Feiniel

Their sister was Aredhel the White. She was younger in the years of the Eldar than her brothers; and when she was grown to full stature and beauty she was tall and strong, and loved much to ride and hunt in the forests. Ar-Feiniel she was called, The White Lady of the Noldor, for she was pale, though her hair was dark, and she was never arrayed but in silver and white.

For Sandra 

the-last-hair-bender:

the-last-hair-bender:

anvil527up:

lurkingcrow:

swshitposts:

the jedi temple’s bootleg space booze is.

1. a Specialty,
2. made with love and a complete lack of fucks
3. honestly the most Terrifying substance in existence

Every Jedi has their own particular twist – Kit Fisto uses a hallucinogenic seaweed found on his native planet. Plo Koon’s is literally lethal to non Kel-Dor but is the galaxy’s best known grease remover. Mace’s stash appears relatively tame, but has an aftertaste that kicks in half an hour later when you’ve already drunk half the bottle and cannot be removed by any mouthwash known to civilization. No one knows what Yoda’s tastes like, except possibly Dooku and the only time he was ever asked his eyes went blank, his shoulder twitched compulsively and he he immediately called a retreat – it is therefore the most sought after secret in the temple. Luminara has a variety that tastes of something only describable as “pure regret”. She’s been working on “horrified realisation” for a while now but has only managed “embarassed mortification”. Qui-Gon liked to infuse tea and spices into his brew, and brought back more than a few exotic species to feed his habit.  Obi-Wan continues the tradition, however due to the increasing stresses of war the tea varieties he uses have steadily been increasing in both bitterness and caffeine content. It is colloquially known as “the sleepless death” and is banned in eight star systems. Skywalker’s version is surprisingly palatable, does not cause hallucinations and packs a kick stronger than a Dug on steroids. It’s made of bugs.

 

#ITS MADE OF BUGS PLEASE
   #ALSJFKDKANWJIRIRHDB
    #the sleepless death could knock out a whole army 
#if only the seps used a sentient army;;;;
     #I love this
   #sw crack
                                               
       
   

THE SLEEPLESS DEAR BANNED IN RIGHT SYSTEMS. OBI-WAN PLEASE!

My phone hates me.

The sleepless death banned in eight systems. Obi-Wan please!

vardasvapors:

A meme ask almost prompted me to give this long tangential answer, but I had the presence of mind to refrain from that and put it here instead:

On the topic of offbeat ideas about Numenorean society, and by extension, an offbeat but by no means unheard-of idea about society in earlier Arda in general, I headcanon thus: Numenor was the first society to invent real libraries! Especially, public lending libraries.

In the real world, the history of libraries and library loans is long and complicated. But Arda sure as hell bears little resemblance to real life history – which is kind of the whole point of the setting being Arda! Alternate and convergent explanations for history and the present day, with each one resting on wildly different constructions of reality. See, in Arda, my headcanon is that all throughout the Years of the
Trees and the First Age, libraries of any sort weren’t really a thing, and even written lore wasn’t really much of a thing. Dwarves in the First Age didn’t let most
non-dwarves come into their halls, and also wrote a huge proportion of
their lore in non-mobile stone engravings – the walls of their cave cities, steles – and in systems of non-text semiotics via their craftwork. Elves
both of ME and Aman were largely oral societies and writing was kind of,
extra, either for small-potatoes practical communication or for really
fancy stuff (this is just fun extrapolation given the
immortals-with-perfect-memory thing). And so were the Edain for the most
part (I think this is more canon, as a big part of the history of
humankind in Arda is that the ancestors of the edain abruptly stopped
passing down a certain cluster of oral traditions shortly before they
came to Beleriand, which left the later humans with significant gaping
holes in their history regarding the Fall etc).

Until, of course, the
speeded-up clusterfuck of wars and mass death starting with the
Bragollach.  As the whole Beleriand debacle sped up through the Nirnaeth
and the kinslayings and on into the War of Wrath, people began
frantically writing stuff down and keeping haphazard hoards of it here
and there, Nargothrond and Gondolin, Doriath and, especially, Sirion
(Dirhavel was a BIG proponent of this due to having a deep appreciation
for the idea of information being lost via death, which is why the Narn i
Hin Hurin has so much more internal consistency than the Quenta
Silmarillion whose writing was….lets say not nearly as well-organized,
and Elwing and by extension the bb!twins were mad for Dirhavel.) And
then carting anything that survived off into Ossiriand after/during the
War of Wrath. SO. Very little written lore at all before this time.

In
the early Second Age, of course there would be a huge amount of work in Middle Earth among the groups who migrated from Beleriand, to get peoples’ knowledge gathered up, written down,
etc. But there’s lots of immortal elves, lots of oral tradition, lots of
unconnected disparate populations, etc, and also ME is kind of a
disaster zone due to the aforementioned continent-destroying war. Low
resources, low organization, lots of problems and probably violence to juggle, high strife, high scatter, high danger. Plus, there is
still plenty of conflict and enemy populations, to make security and
barriers to access important to keeping precious records safe. So just
gathering and compiling all the lore, or writing it down in the first place, would be the big challenge
in ME.

But Numenor! Numenor, otoh, is a peaceful island paradise with almost no
danger and more resources than anyone needs, with a single pretty
unified human population under a single king’s rule. The people born there
live a very long time, the men don’t need to do any fighting, children
are few per family, the childbirth and child-rearing period takes up
only a small fraction of womens’ lifetimes, and everyone has a whole ton
of free time after the first stage of building and establishing
communities and cities is done. Plus they’re friends with Tol Eressëa. This is when the second-generation Numenoreans decide
to do a huge push to get an army of scholars and librarians to get
everything written down, organized, catalogued, and made accessible to
everyone, since humans, unlike elves, can’t just live forever and remember
everything they’ve heard, and need to work as a relay race, maintaining
and building on the work of their predecessors in order for information
to remain intact. And given how much time and wealth just about
everyone has and how good life is for the whole population, it’s actually logistically feasible (even without (before? Numenor is firmly ahistorical) the printing press) to make multiple
copies of many tomes of various types of lore and just let people borrow
them whenever without a big security deposit beforehand – just return them in a set time okay!

Of course this was all restricted later on when control of
information became super important in order to control a population
through control of the narrative of the Numenoreans’ history, but well,
at least the concept caught on elsewhere!

By which I mean, of course Elros personally decided to make them, and of course Elrond deliberately ripped him off in Rivendell much later. What else did you expect from me, man.

any murderdads specials coming up? I miss those horrible two 😢

thelioninmybed:

Aww, don’t cry anon! (You must be the first person to weep for lack of murderdads) Here’s a sneak peak from the next chapter if it’ll cheer you up!


“What was Manwë like?” said Elrond hopefully – hopeful of avoiding another fight and, if he was honest, hopeful of a proper answer. Nurse had spoken of the Valar as awesome, fearsome things, like distant lightning and storms upon the sea. Maglor and Maedhros acted more as though they were tiresome, meddlesome old neighbours.

“Ah, child, you know not what you ask,” said Maglor, spreading his hands. His hair stirred, though the storeroom was close and airless, and the spilt flour swirled about his feet. “Manwë is the scull of clouds across clear skies and the screaming squalls that ruin crops and toss baby birds from their nests. He is peace and bones bleaching upon the high peaks, mercy and the eagle’s red-stained beak. He-”

“He’s blue,” said Maedhros.

The swirling white clouds stilled and then fell back to earth. “He’s not blue. He’s ineffable.”

“That’s never seemed to stop you effing. Blue.”

“What kind of blue?” said Elrond.

“Duck egg.”

“He’s not. If anything he’s eau de Nil.”

“So blue then?” ventured Elros.

“One of his favoured forms for coming amongst us was blue,” Maglor allowed. “But it certainly was not duck egg. My brother has no eye for colour.”

its-a-bandits-secret:

The History of Middle-earth House of Hador Part II

Galdor’s wife was of the Haladin and their sons, Húrin and Huor, were sent away to Brethil when they were lost and spent time with Turgon in Gondolin. Galdor himself was slain at Eithel Sirion in 462, thus Húrin became the third Lord of Dor-lómin. 

During Húrin’s tenure as lord, Hithlum was largely made safe, owing largely to the great reclamation of lost lands by the Union of Maedhros of which the men and elves of Hithlum were participants. This gathered steam until the plans were made for another assault on Morgoth in Angband- the battle that would become known as Nirnaeth Arnoediad. Húrin mustered all the men that Dor-lómin could provide to supplement Fingon’s host in the west. The result was devastating for the House of Hador and their remnant covered the retreat of Turgon. They refused to leave and heroically drew up their lines behind Rivil, killing hundreds of Orcs and Trolls before their entire host killed to a man in a final last stand.

Hithlum, defenceless and beaten was thus taken by the treacherous Swarthy Men who had been so instrumental in Morgoth’s victory without any notable resistance of what remained of the people of the House of Hador. From this point the lives of the people of Hador became one of marginal slavery. The House of Hador fared badly under the Incomers; brutally suppressed, their lands were taken and their women forced into marriage with the new despot-lords of Hithlum. The nobility of the House went into hiding or killed trying to flee. Húrin’s son and heir Túrin was too young to lead and so was sent away to Doriath for his safety by his mother and Huor’s son Tuor was only born the year of the Nirnaeth Arnoediad and so was similarly guarded; fostered by the grey elves that still inhabited the mountains of Mithrim. 

yrbff:

This is really cool.

An onna-bugeisha (女武芸者) was a type of female warrior belonging to the Japanese upper class. Many wives, widows, daughters, and rebels answered the call of duty by engaging in battle, commonly alongside samurai men. They were members of the bushi (samurai) class in feudal Japan and were trained in the use of weapons to protect their household, family, and honour in times of war. They also represented a divergence from the traditional ‘housewife’ role of the Japanese woman. They are sometimes referred to as female samurai. Significant icons such as Empress Jingu, Tomoe Gozen, Nakano Takeko, and Hōjō Masako are famous examples of onna bugeisha. (x)