OH GOD SO TODAY WHEN WE WERE WALKING AROUND CAPITOL HILL I SAW A DUDE
A DUDE IN A STUDDED LEATHER JACKET
WITH THE SILMARILLION STUFFED IN HIS BACK POCKET
I nearly ran into traffic screaming to catch up with him BUT IT WAS TOO LATE. (I actually did try screaming “I LIKE YOUR BOOK!!!” but he didn’t hear me XD )
MISSED CONNECTION!
YOU: THE HOT TOLKIEN GUY IN LEATHER JACKET
ME: THE FLAILING NERD TRYING TO GET YOUR ATTENTION FROM ACROSS THE STREET
Spent today in the company of the fantabulous shewhowalksinflame! More Seattle adventures to follow.
The interested reader should consult What Tolkien Officially Said About Elf Sex, the most extensive guide to elf sexuality I’m aware of. Also, be aware that I haven’t read Silm and anything in here contradicted by Silm is a result of ignorance.
The bits I find interesting are that (1) elf marriage is defined as being sex— the party is considered a good idea, but strictly optional, (2) elves don’t commit adultery and (3) elves can apparently tell from the way someone moves whether they’re wed or unwed. Now, this may just be that elves are Good Catholics, but are you kidding, there is an opportunity for my favorite tropes. I propose: elf hypermonogamy!
(I actually totally thought elf hypermonogamy was canon until I was researching my answer for this ask. GODDAMMIT TOLKIEN.)
Elves are universally demisexual: they literally do not experience sexual attraction to people they aren’t in romantic love with. Elves are only capable of being in love with one person at once. It takes them a long time to get over love; it’s quite common for a rejected elf to never fall in love again, and most of those who do go centuries before they do.
So, how does that affect my favorite ships?
I feel like Legolas/Gimli is super-more-awesome if Legolas was literally never sexually attracted to anyone before Gimli and has no idea what this emotion is. So he is all like OH GOD THIS DWARF IS SO ANNOYING 😡 😡 😡 I JUST WANT TO THINK ABOUT HIM ALL THE TIME. BECAUSE HE’S ANNOYING. I WONDER WHAT HIS HAIR FEELS LIKE. And eventually this gets to the point where even Mr. They’re Taking The Hobbits To Isengard starts wondering if something’s up.
and then at Lothlorien he seeks the advice of Galadriel and Galadriel is like “Legolas, you’re in love” and Legolas is like “???!???!!!!!!”
and Galadriel thinks to herself “JESUS CHRIST, Legolas, Luthien and Arwen are one thing, human boys are sort of cute, but DID YOU REALLY JUST FALL FOR, OF ALL PEOPLE, A FUCKING DWARF”
(and then he does the hair thing and she’s like “well, at least he has good taste”)
and then he ends up having sex with Gimli. Now, dwarves totally have a culture of warrior homosexuality. (Also: everything homosexuality????) So Gimli is all like “ah, yes, manly men blowing off some steam in a manly way after battle, this surely does not mean Feelings” and Legolas is like “:( 😦 😦 I will go stare at a river and write love poetry in Quenya more beautiful than the hearts of Men can bear” but he totally doesn’t let Gimli know because he doesn’t want to Pressure Gimli Into A Relationship and also because he will Take What He Can Get
and then at some point Aragorn is sadly singing to himself about Luthien as is his third-favorite hobby (behind beard growth and still not being king) and Gimli is like “why the hell would she give up her immortality anyway, dude, it’s fucking immortality? why can’t she marry an elf instead” and with one thing and another Aragorn ended up telling him about the Elvish Facts of Life
and then Gimli storms up to Legolas and is like YOU KNOW USUALLY I LIKE TO BE INFORMED WHEN I’M MARRIED TO PEOPLE
and Legolas is like “…I’m… married to you but you’re not married to me?”
and Gimli is like I DON’T KNOW WHAT NANCY SHIT YOU PONCY MOTHERFUCKERS GET UP TO BUT AMONG DWARVES MARRIAGE IS USUALLY CONSIDERED A TRANSITIVE PROPERTY
and Legolas was like “I am sorry, I understand if you will never speak to me again” and he is mentally drafting, like, the world’s saddest poem, like, it will win the Saddest Poem contest Elrond holds every year
and Gimli is like YOU FUCKING MORON OF COURSE I WANT TO BE MARRIED TO YOU HOW ELSE CAN I GET TO SHOW YOU ALL THE PRETTY CAVES
and Legolas is like “oh. Oh!”
and then he ends up smuggling his boyfriend into Valinor, I assume by just sort of shoving him into the luggage. “Dwarf? What dwarf? I don’t have a dwarf. What, no, my bag isn’t wriggling, you’re seeing things. Gosh, there are weird sounds on the sea, that one sounded almost like the word ‘fuck’.”
also I feel like this whole thing makes Elrond and Arwen infinitely more amusing
Elrond: NO YOU ARE NOT GOING TO MARRY ARAGORN Arwen: GRANDMA DID Elrond: AND LOOK WHERE THAT GOT HER Arwen: I DON’T CARE I LOVE HIM Elrond: THERE ARE LOTS OF NICE BOYS IN VALINOR, I’M SURE YOU’LL FIND SOMEONE ELSE Arwen: NO I WON’T Elrond: …fuck. You’re right. Arwen: (looks smug) Elrond: you know Elros really had the right idea, immortality is awesome but at least HUMANS HAVE THE CONCEPT OF SERIAL MONOGAMY
I can’t decide whether or not this is improved by combining it with Gimli Is A Lady headcanon, because cross-cultural gender presentation and mutual difficulty reading thereof.
Damn, that whole analysis is excellent. Demisexual elves, fuck yes.
I feel like this is a TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME RESPONSE to L.A.C.E. and a really interesting way to navigate canon in a way that bypasses the All Elves Are Good Catholics thing— or rather, takes that idea and runs with it, making demisexuality biologically typical for elves, hence using a slightly squicky or at the very least heavily biased aspect of canon to produce an interesting world-building mechanic.
A++
Can I just add here, being the weird (evolutionary) science kid in fandom, that I take this Elf Monogamy thing as seriously but run with it in the ‘THIS IS JUST MORE PROOF THAT THEY ARE BIRDS’ direction.
The interested reader should consult What Tolkien Officially Said About Elf Sex, the most extensive guide to elf sexuality I’m aware of. Also, be aware that I haven’t read Silm and anything in here contradicted by Silm is a result of ignorance.
The bits I find interesting are that (1) elf marriage is defined as being sex— the party is considered a good idea, but strictly optional, (2) elves don’t commit adultery and (3) elves can apparently tell from the way someone moves whether they’re wed or unwed. Now, this may just be that elves are Good Catholics, but are you kidding, there is an opportunity for my favorite tropes. I propose: elf hypermonogamy!
(I actually totally thought elf hypermonogamy was canon until I was researching my answer for this ask. GODDAMMIT TOLKIEN.)
Elves are universally demisexual: they literally do not experience sexual attraction to people they aren’t in romantic love with. Elves are only capable of being in love with one person at once. It takes them a long time to get over love; it’s quite common for a rejected elf to never fall in love again, and most of those who do go centuries before they do.
So, how does that affect my favorite ships?
I feel like Legolas/Gimli is super-more-awesome if Legolas was literally never sexually attracted to anyone before Gimli and has no idea what this emotion is. So he is all like OH GOD THIS DWARF IS SO ANNOYING 😡 😡 😡 I JUST WANT TO THINK ABOUT HIM ALL THE TIME. BECAUSE HE’S ANNOYING. I WONDER WHAT HIS HAIR FEELS LIKE. And eventually this gets to the point where even Mr. They’re Taking The Hobbits To Isengard starts wondering if something’s up.
and then at Lothlorien he seeks the advice of Galadriel and Galadriel is like “Legolas, you’re in love” and Legolas is like “???!???!!!!!!”
and Galadriel thinks to herself “JESUS CHRIST, Legolas, Luthien and Arwen are one thing, human boys are sort of cute, but DID YOU REALLY JUST FALL FOR, OF ALL PEOPLE, A FUCKING DWARF”
(and then he does the hair thing and she’s like “well, at least he has good taste”)
and then he ends up having sex with Gimli. Now, dwarves totally have a culture of warrior homosexuality. (Also: everything homosexuality????) So Gimli is all like “ah, yes, manly men blowing off some steam in a manly way after battle, this surely does not mean Feelings” and Legolas is like “:( 😦 😦 I will go stare at a river and write love poetry in Quenya more beautiful than the hearts of Men can bear” but he totally doesn’t let Gimli know because he doesn’t want to Pressure Gimli Into A Relationship and also because he will Take What He Can Get
and then at some point Aragorn is sadly singing to himself about Luthien as is his third-favorite hobby (behind beard growth and still not being king) and Gimli is like “why the hell would she give up her immortality anyway, dude, it’s fucking immortality? why can’t she marry an elf instead” and with one thing and another Aragorn ended up telling him about the Elvish Facts of Life
and then Gimli storms up to Legolas and is like YOU KNOW USUALLY I LIKE TO BE INFORMED WHEN I’M MARRIED TO PEOPLE
and Legolas is like “…I’m… married to you but you’re not married to me?”
and Gimli is like I DON’T KNOW WHAT NANCY SHIT YOU PONCY MOTHERFUCKERS GET UP TO BUT AMONG DWARVES MARRIAGE IS USUALLY CONSIDERED A TRANSITIVE PROPERTY
and Legolas was like “I am sorry, I understand if you will never speak to me again” and he is mentally drafting, like, the world’s saddest poem, like, it will win the Saddest Poem contest Elrond holds every year
and Gimli is like YOU FUCKING MORON OF COURSE I WANT TO BE MARRIED TO YOU HOW ELSE CAN I GET TO SHOW YOU ALL THE PRETTY CAVES
and Legolas is like “oh. Oh!”
and then he ends up smuggling his boyfriend into Valinor, I assume by just sort of shoving him into the luggage. “Dwarf? What dwarf? I don’t have a dwarf. What, no, my bag isn’t wriggling, you’re seeing things. Gosh, there are weird sounds on the sea, that one sounded almost like the word ‘fuck’.”
also I feel like this whole thing makes Elrond and Arwen infinitely more amusing
Elrond: NO YOU ARE NOT GOING TO MARRY ARAGORN Arwen: GRANDMA DID Elrond: AND LOOK WHERE THAT GOT HER Arwen: I DON’T CARE I LOVE HIM Elrond: THERE ARE LOTS OF NICE BOYS IN VALINOR, I’M SURE YOU’LL FIND SOMEONE ELSE Arwen: NO I WON’T Elrond: …fuck. You’re right. Arwen: (looks smug) Elrond: you know Elros really had the right idea, immortality is awesome but at least HUMANS HAVE THE CONCEPT OF SERIAL MONOGAMY
I can’t decide whether or not this is improved by combining it with Gimli Is A Lady headcanon, because cross-cultural gender presentation and mutual difficulty reading thereof.
Damn, that whole analysis is excellent. Demisexual elves, fuck yes.
I feel like this is a TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME RESPONSE to L.A.C.E. and a really interesting way to navigate canon in a way that bypasses the All Elves Are Good Catholics thing– or rather, takes that idea and runs with it, making demisexuality biologically typical for elves, hence using a slightly squicky or at the very least heavily biased aspect of canon to produce an interesting world-building mechanic.
(Of course it’s Manwe. But I’ll bet he was also the second asshole to flush while someone was in the shower (Feanor) and the third asshole to flush while someone was in the shower (Tulkas), at which point Sauron discovered it and that’s why Osse spends most of his time in the ocean, where a few gallons of hot water more or less doesn’t make much of a difference.)
I know that ages passed since this giveaway, but there were a lot of stuff which kept me away from this (including losing a half of the transcription) I wanted to do that in my handwriting, but it came out ugly and hard to read, so I decided to put it here like this. I am sorry for making you wait for so long and I thank you for your patience. I hope it is done properly, for English isn’t my first language…
Fëanáro turned his head so abruptly that he could hear the click sound of his vertebrae. The voice had spoken right into his ear, so close, so soft and playful a whisper, that a shiver raised the hair on his nape. He gritted his teeth, so much that his jaw ached.
Next to him, around him, there was nothing but darkness, the shape of the cliffs, the black sight of the Pelóri and, more distant, the murmur of the sea. « I do », he hissed. « I do, may you be thrice damned again. » The tents of his host were too distant from his private position to hear him talk to the emptiness of the fog-wreathed and endless night of Aman. He sat down on a rock, grabbing it at the sides to still the impulses of his hands and breathed in and out. « They may forget. They are forgetting. More than one year in this limbo is too much. » He looked up, as if his burning and tears-filled gaze could penetrate the barrier of the mountains, fly over the ocean and reach the lands of Endórë, dig in the earth and reach who was loathed and what was stolen.
« But I do not. » His voice fell to a whisper, answering now his own conscience rather than an invisible interlocutor. « I do not forget you and I do not forgive you. I always think of you, Black Foe of Arda. » And Alqualondë now was not so distant anymore.
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