"So it was that Frodo saw her whom few mortals had yet seen; Arwen, daughter of Elrond, in whom it was said that the likeness of LĂşthien had come on earth again; and she was called UndĂłmiel, for she was the Evenstar of her people."Â
OFSILVERANDBLUEÂ -Â an independent Arwen UndĂłmiel. Penned by Moon (she/her, 30+)
This portrayal is based on the books. I enjoy some of the aspects of the movies and will weave them into my portrayal as I see fit, making this mixed canon. Very The Rings of Power friendly.
(Meme tag) / (Portrayal musings)
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I'm pretty flexible with timelines. Things can get complicated, but I'm always open to bending the rules and just getting things done without overthinking it.
I'm open to any romantic shipping! I adore Arwen/Aragorn, but will not force it on Aragorns. Arwen is bisexual.
I don’t have any personal triggers, but I make sure to tag common ones like spiders, gore, etc.
Duplicates are more than welcome! Even though we all draw from the same source material, our interpretations are unique. That said, I understand not everyone is comfortable with duplicates, so I won’t follow other Arwens first, but I’m happy to follow back.
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There were many facets to Glorfindel. Prince of the Vanyar, Lord of Elven Realms, Balrog Slayer, Messenger of the--- the picture is made well enough. For now, however, the heros sword gave way to a whisk; the shield, a spatula and a pan; and the armor, the armor was exchanged for a nice little apron that absolutely no one deserved to see him in.
Except for one.
A hot plate of pancakes, and one Aproned Glorfindel, entered the room of his beloved on quiet feet, careful of the still sleeping beauty on the bed. Placing down the tray of food, he tiptoed to the window to open the curtains, bathing her in a morning glow before he moved to her side. Dipping the bed with his weight, he nuzzled her cheek with a smile, giving small kisses and whispering softly:
"Arwen, melethrin, it is time to wake."
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It did not take long for the delicious smell to wake her. Even in her resting state, Arwen could always identify the glorious aroma of pancakes. But it was not only that, it was also the comforting scent of her beloved. Added to that were the warm sunbeams on her face, and it made for a very pleasant way to be woken.
She blinked against the morning sun and smiled when blue-grey eyes settled on the handsome man sitting on her bed. Just seeing him made her heart sing and her cheeks flush. His face was still close enough for Arwen to catch his jawline with her lips. "Good morning."
As Arwen's hand brushed through soft golden tresses, she sat up higher and leaned back against the pillow in her light silver nightgown. Then she took his hand and moved it over to her cheek, so she could rest it against his warm palm. "Thank you for this. You are spoiling me. If you are not careful I may expect something like this every morning."
Here is one more LOTR fanart. I’m a big fan of all of Tolkien’s work as well as all movies. Once per a while I’m going back to the Middle Earth - to the place that took my imagination and made a big impact on my art.
As for Arwen, I’m still so much in love how does she look in the movies. So here is much more film related fanart than the previous one with Eowyn.
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Due to my insurance not covering my Spiriva inhaler and monthly Tezspire infusion to treat severe asthma, I've had to pay out of pocket using funds that would normally go towards buying groceries. I need to earn $25 for enough groceries for meals for the week. Thankfully this should be my last week of needing to do this. If you'd like to help, you can commission me for graphics or donate to my grocery fund.
When talking to Aragorn directly, Arwen will always call him Estel, especially when they're alone. When she talks about him to someone she knows well and trusts, she also calls him Estel. But after his coronation, she switches between Estel and Elessar, and it's mostly based on context. If it's a private matter then it's Estel. If it's a kingly matter, it's Elessar. And she calls him Elessar directly when they're in an official setting.
"That's fascinating! How do you know so much about this?"
"The libraries of Imladris were vast. A grand collection of great Loremasters." Arwen's smile was bittersweet. By now the valley may be entirely abandoned, and she supposed all books, scrolls and writings had been taken along to Valinor. All that would remain was an empty house. The Last Homely House empty..the thought saddened her greatly. She could not bear to see it. In this life, Arwen would not return there. The Valley, as beautiful as it was, held no magic for her without her father there, and her brothers, who by now had moved to LĂłrien, which was also in the process of emptying out.
But she still did not regret her choice. Even though all of this saddened and hurt her, her heart was full of joy and love for her wonderful husband, who was by her side and who lost exactly what she lost: his home and his father. Together they now worked on making Gondor their new home. Arwen was not the only one who felt like a stranger in the White City. Elessar too was adjusting to a new life, and the roundness of his ears made little difference. He was still different compared to the Men he now ruled.
As for her own book collection, Arwen had not arrived empty handed, and neither had her father's envoy, when he had come for the wedding. "Most books have been shipped to the West, but I have brought a few with me. You are free to peruse my little library at your leisure."
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Having Aragorn try to break up with Arwen was one of the movies' strangest decisions. It added drama (like most of PJ's changes were there to add drama) but 1) the world is in danger, that's already enough drama and 2) Arwen wasn't central enough to the plot despite her extended scenes, so it felt really half-baked and 3) this is the man who worked hard on wooing Arwen for over 30 years and even dressed up as her great-great-grandfather, plus by that time in the story both Arwen and Elrond had already long accepted that this was going to go down. Aragorn becoming King was just the last requisite and he was very eager to fulfil it.
Needless to say, if Aragorn had really taken anything back like this, Arwen would have left him and would've followed her father to Valinor. You don't choose to become mortal and go into the unknown for someone you can't rely on. This only worked because those two knew they'd be together, no matter what. There was no doubt at all.
A soft "hm," of acknowledgment was her first and easiest response as she took this new information into account. Though... even if Arwen weren't real in this moment, Rossiel still wouldn't have minded if the Master of Visions had allowed her a moment's pleasant dreaming ere his brother took over her care.
Stars... her hair must have been a frightful mess-- it certainly felt so. But ever-obedient, she would let herself be fed before that mess could be dealt with. Not much prompting was needed; the stew was good, and healing was hungry work.
"Wargs," she recounted between careful mouthfuls. "Few, and riderless... think they were after the same quarry. I'd... have scented them sooner, but my... my smell is not so good out of my furs. 'Course... some would say in them, I smell awful."
It couldn't be denied that each day, a darkness crept closer and closer to the surroundings of their fair valley. Imladris was safe under the protection of not only her powerful lord father, but also various ancient soldiers, one of them even the Lord of the Golden Flower himself.
And yet..those who ventured outside were at risk of injury, or even worse. Arwen gave a sigh, her brow furrowed in concern, but Rossiel's joke coaxed a chuckle out of her. "It's a shame that our surroundings have become so very hostile. Something foul stirs out there. I can see it in my dreams, but I can't grasp it. It trickles through my fingers like sand and leaves my heart heavy. But I'm glad for the brave people such as yourself, who venture out to hunt and scout. I do thank you for your service. I too should go out and face my fears. There was a time when I travelled freely."
These days Arwen wasn't encouraged to venture too far, and she understood the reasoning.
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White teeth gently grasped the skirt of Arwen's dress, soft blue eyes looking at her as she pulled her from the next step, knowing already that the stones have come loose. //Laurë for Arwen
"Laurë!" Admittedly, Arwen's first impulse had been to scold her golden-furred companion. Thankfully she didn't, because as it turned out, Laurë had just protected her. Her pull helped Arwen gain momentum as the stair broke away beneath her feet, and she jumped forward, gaining an advantage over the brittle stone and now putting elven grace and speed to good use. "Run, Laurë! Run ahead! I'm right behind you."
When they made it down, standing on firm soil and weren't at danger of being struck by any debris, Arwen knelt and ruffled Laurë's fur around her neck. Then she wrapped her arms around her in gratitude. "Thank you, Laurë, for looking out for me. If it weren't for you, I may have fallen." And the way down was long.
Arwen then gazed back towards the broken staircase, now nothing but a pile of stones and dust that slowly settled in the ancient chamber. They won't be taking the same way back out of here, and all that was left was to proceed ahead.
"My lady, you're... real... right?" (poor 'Siel might be in the healing hall after losing a JoJo character's worth of blood)
"Yes. I'm here." Poor Rossiel was covered in bandages from head to toe, laying in the bed. When the returning hunting party had carried her home, bloodied and unconscious, Arwen had feared the worst, but her father had healed all the wounds expertly.
She brushed her hand through Rossiel's curls, partially still matted with dried blood. "I'll wash your hair for you. But first you need to eat, I made you a stew." Arwen removed the lid from a small pot and stirred the stew with a spoon. Then she took a spoonful and carefully cooled it by blowing on it.
When it was cool enough to eat, she lowered the spoon to Rossiel's mouth and offered it to her. "What happened? Was it a boar? Or a wolf? Hopefully not Orcs?"
