Month: October 2017

this is an appreciation post

actualmermaid:

for the tireless, generous, and talented @rio-abajo-rio and her prolific work translating English-language fic into Russian. It’s such an amazing gift to have someone appreciate your work so much that they want to spend the time and effort to translate it, and the Silm fandom would be a lesser place without all that she does for it. ❤

oh hey, boost and support to translators! 😀 ❤

After the Fall

Having survived the fall of Gondolin, Maeglin pulls some strings with management to secure the freedom of his friend Salgant. They are both put to work in the Great Forge of Angband, under the supervision of Sauron himself. Salgant learns a trade, he and Maeglin both come to terms with the changing future of Beleriand, Sauron waxes hopeful about the end of the war, and healing happens in unlikely places.

Revenge isn’t nearly as sweet as candied chestnuts.

Chubby Elves And The Dark Lords Who Love Them! 

Explicit: Salgant/Maeglin/Sauron aka The Pairing Literally No One Asked For But Me

After the Fall

gandalfwho:

Sorry for the present and upcoming severe lack of content guys weekends don’t exist anymore in college. Anyway here’s something from a couple months ago? Drew Sauron a Siamese cat and tried giving him expression. I forgot where I read Tolkien said cats were Mordor creatures? Specifically Siamese I can’t remember. @misbehavingmaiar did some I thought it was cute. Maybe next time I’ll get Sauron in the picture instead of just recycling his legs lmao

OH MY GOD HOW DID I NEVER SEE THIS???? 

*falls to knees*  ;A; PLEASE FORGIVE ME, IT NEVER SHOWED UP IN MY ACTIVITY!! THIS IS BEAUTIFUL?? 

Look at those sassy cat faces I love them so so so much TwT ❤ Both kitty and Sauron have such long stilty legs it’s great! he’s definitely going to trip on one.

Forþon nu min hyge hweorfeð ofer hreþerlocan,
min modsefa mid mereflode, 
ofer hwæles eþel hweorfeð wide,
eorþan sceatas – cymeð eft to me
gifre ond grædig; gielleð anfloga,
hweteð on hwælweg hreþer unwearnum 
ofer holma gelagu.
–
So now my mind moves above its heartfold,
my spirit with the seaflood,
wide over whale’s realm it moves,
to earth’s corners – returns to me anew
gluttonous and greedy; the loneflier cries,
irresistibly whets the heart to the whaleway
over the swells of the sea.

The Seafarer, 58a-64a (via terpsikeraunos)
Source: terpsikeraunos
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