Category: lord of the rings

Dives into the both fascinating and absurd lore behind a boy band banding together to throw a cursed ring back into the fire from whence it came. Also featuring Elves and Dwarves smack-talking each other, Humans caught in the middle, and Hobbits skipping merrily along with them like the playful cats they are―led by their grandpa smoking some well-deserved weed.

Fëanárolantë

when i think about faenor, what jumps to  my mind is that scene from
lilo & stitch where lilo and nani are arguing over what to do about stitch.
nani quite rightly wants to get rid of him cuz
he's been nothing but trouble and destructive.
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Lessons Learned from Mahal

Mahal made the Middle-Earth Dwarves. And a bunch of junk that doesn’t matter by the Third Age. He also taught Sauron, Sarumon, Mahtan, and that loveless loser Faenor.

Mahtan’s wife doesn’t have a name either by the way. Let’s name her Ruscundil (Quenya, gender-neutral, lover of foxes). The fox she loves most is him, even if he is faking it. But hey, you know what the Humans say! Fake it ’til ya make it; and when you get bored, shake it up.

Mahtan was such a great student to Mahal that one is his names is Aulendur (“Servant of Aulë”. That’s what the Elves call him). Here’s what I learned from Mahal.

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Thranduil’s Boston Tea Party

A retelling of the Boston Tea Party―an event in the United States that happened on this day: December 16, 1773―using Middle-Earth Elves. This is intended for entertainment purposes. For accurate information regarding this event and the ensuing war, here are some sources [1], [2], [3], [4], [5], and the wikipedia entry.

For anyone who’s unversed in the ways and wiles of the internet, the reason wikipedia is not a reliable source of information is because anyone can go in and edit it. However, what wikipedia’s good for is providing broad overviews of a topic, as well as all the subtopics pertaining to it. And it has sources you can dig into at the bottom of its better-put-together pages.

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Let’s Go, Mírieliel! Day 2

Solnishko: Happy Halloween, everyfairy! We’ve got the scariest thing of all: HFE continuing something fae started instead moving on to something else. Be sure to catch the recap of Day 1, or you’ll be in for a fright indeed 👻. Today was a slower day, but we still made progress! Oh hey, Piko!

Piko: I can’t believe HFE started reporting on Let’s Go Pikachu without me: his first Pikachu!

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not everyone gets to choose their own adventure

you’ve got bills to pay and lives who are counting on you. you’re disabled, meaning there are so many jobs you can’t do―on top of having to hide how disabled you are to even get an interview, never mind hired.

you don’t qualify for government assistance, and even if you did, it’s nowhere near enough to pay for yourself; and you need enough money to pay for your entire household’s expenses. there are lives who are counting on you. and by the way, once you’re married, or even look like you’re married, you’re thrown off government assistance anyway.

“but if your choices are working for the military-industrial complex that murders children or starving to death, you ought to starve to death!” you say, not having to make this choice for yourself.

so someone else should die for your beliefs? wonderful. you should definitely be consulted for complex decision-making /sarcasm.

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Family Feud: House of Fëanor Edition

Naming your child(ren) is an important part of parenting, no matter matter if you live in a hellscape in which your name cannot easily be changed―and all parents / guardians need to decide on a single name for their child(ren). Or you live in a progressive-in-this-manner culture (because every culture has its problems) that understands that, generally speaking, there’s more than one caregiving figure involved in that child’s life; therefore, each of those caregiving figures is allowed to name that child.

While all signs point to Nerdanel being better at coming up with names, we need a definitive, not subjective at all, absolutely no biases here, competition between her and her balls-less bitch of husband: Fëanor, the man who made all of her babies swear an oath to get all three of his balls back. That’s right, everybody, this bratty little boy was blessed with more balls than most perisex men are, and yet he lost every single one of them. Wow!

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