
Turin & Beleg by
IS GORLIM EVER GONNA FIND HIS WIFE??? IS HE GOING TO GIVE UP AND FUCK CELEBRIMBOR INSTEAD? IS HE ALWAYS GOING TO CRYTYPE?
we dont know
what we DO know is he loves his wife
Gorlim x Celebrimbor is the real OTP, someone draw fanart
fgggg w r AIth
it is 3am over here and i am laughing way too loudly over this
i feel a strong need to write some gorlim x celebrimbor fanfiction
w ddi d he loos e his wifeE e too??
raise your hand if i’ve personally murdered your wife
Fingon: NYANYANYA NOT ME
Fingon plz
I was given your wife’s hand in holy Maitimo-ny.

BA-DUM TSCHH
(p.s. stop littering on my mountain)
b aa rahir’ s s on, he w he ‘s N ICE
Speaking of Barahir………… you wouldn’t happen to have seen him around, by chance? asking for a friend
i’ mmm lOVE MY WW WIFEE i no i DO NO don’ tttt ch; ea t on mY W WW WIFE! i; v ee on ly otherr ha d one!./// beofr imarri ed her/;; lO VE MY WIFE
did our wild night with the wife-wig mean nothing?
wh hich one
IM HAVE QUESTIONS
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WHOMST
NN NO t dIR;TYY???
that sounds like something a dirty wraithfucker would say
IS GORLIM EVER GONNA FIND HIS WIFE??? IS HE GOING TO GIVE UP AND FUCK CELEBRIMBOR INSTEAD? IS HE ALWAYS GOING TO CRYTYPE?
we dont know
what we DO know is he loves his wife
Gorlim x Celebrimbor is the real OTP, someone draw fanart
fgggg w r AIth
it is 3am over here and i am laughing way too loudly over this
i feel a strong need to write some gorlim x celebrimbor fanfiction
w ddi d he loos e his wifeE e too??
raise your hand if i’ve personally murdered your wife

gorlim watch out it’s a trap!! she’s not ur wife!!
th nakn s for the mssage????// bu t it sa ys SHE SAY S’ IR IGHT TH ERE SHE S NOT SAURON??? NOT sauron11!
no neeed ftt to worrY
canon

Victorian Blue Enamel Diamond Ring in 18kt Gold c1880

Feanor making the silmarils
(My contribution to the Silmarillion 40 on SWG)
Link to Silmarillion 40 collection: http://silmarillionwritersguild.org/silmarillion40/
*slams linear dodge bloom layers onto the image until it’s unrecogniseable* nice.
I’ve got a lot of opinions on Grond and his hand, but not Melkor’s face.
the scene: a tirion reception hall. the teleri are visiting. finwe is mingling. child-feanor is lurking behind a cheese plate. cheese plate not tall enough; he is accosted by one of olwe’s sons
olwion: hey do you wanna come play with us
feanor:*panics. seeks guidance*
finwe, across the room: *makes go-on gesture with hands*
feanor: *misinterprets. slaps real hard*