Halloween papercraft of this gorgeous artwork by @catadromously. I love the idea of chickens holding a seance and accidentally summoning their dinosaur ancestor.
Have to confess, I got an hour into those little feather and bone details and seriously reconsidered all my life choices, but I am so happy with how it turned out. <3
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DAY FIVE:Ā Culture ā Diversity ā Traditions
From the Noldor of Tirion to the Men of RhĆ»n to the Dwarves of the Orocarni and beyond, Tolkien created many distinct societies and culturesābut often didnāt tell us much about them! How do these cultures differ from one another and interact with each other? What political, religious, economic, and social structures exist? How do different places view disability, orientation, gender, race, and other points of diversity? What traditions do they pass down from generation to generation, and how did they evolve? This is a day to consider the factors of society on the lives of your favorite characters.
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!!! First of all, @catadromously thank you for blessing my blog with this amazing ask! It was the last push I needed to fall into Siron Family Grief, and I basically went mad as I was trying to answer. Then tumblr deleted my draft instead of saving it, so. Iām giving up on any pretence of coherency
Sometimes the underworld is above you. (aaaaaaaaaa)
I definitely see it, principally in Earendilās journeying beyond the confines of the world, as much as āupā and ādownā are applicable to the void.
Elwing? I feel like she has a two-part story. First, falling into the sea: a submersion. If the sea is an underworld of some sort, a representation of, idk, the primordial waters of tohu wa-bohu, then perhaps this part can be viewed as proper katabasis?
Secondly, her temporary metamorphosis into a bird: theJourney to Vingilót. (If/when the sea acts as some sort of holy water of transformative qualities.) Being lifted into the air, being turned into a celestial bride/divine wife/etc, now this can be āanabasis,ā maybe? Iāve read exactly one Elwing-centered fic in my life (shame!!) and written none so far, but it feels like this flight over the sea would be the dramatic point where she has to make sense of her marriage. (Earendil embraced her, but which did he recognize, the bird or the stone? There is a whole feminine tragedy buried here, jirt, you bastard.)
What they end up as, though: eternal āshipās captain'' and eternal ālady in the tower,ā these states donāt have a function of self-discovery, so I wouldnāt call them reverse katabasis (unless.)
(Unless itās regarding that part of Earendil's motivations that is running from his "normal" roles and responsibilities? He has to face, very young, in quick succession, the challenges of orphanhood, rulership, and being a paterfamilias - and immediately fucks off to sea on a quest to Intercede For Elvendom And Humanity Because It's End Times⦠Then he wins it all. The world is saved. He will be a distant father, unattainable husband, eternal mariner of the celestial waters. Then the aeons on the sky he can no longer turn back from, might just be a descent into hell every night.)
Hmmm I wish I could still somehow turn this into proper literary analysis but this is all I'm capable of right now
and I know one day
we will find our way
and the salt in our bones
will teach our children of home
More art for another piece of music based on @catadromouslyĀ ās amazing salmon comic (because yes, Iām still obsessed). Itās calledĀ āAnd When We Reach The Seaā
Gwindor--I would foot his therapy bills with a smile on my face.
Haleth--She could step on my feet and I would probably thank her.
Andreth--The doom of being deemed too ordinary to be an exception is so deliciously tragic.
Sador--Holder of all the braincells in Children of HĆŗrin.
Dior--My peredhil weakness is showing, I fear.
Caranthir--I care him....
Narvi--A good friend.Ā
All the Finwƫan women. Yes, all of them--Alas, I am but a simple gay, I see woman, I am drawn ever closer with the inexorable force of admiration.
glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I wonāt shut up about it for a week)
This is quite hard, purely because I have too many
Aerin--Best girl, shows up for about two pages and has lived in my mind rent-free ever since.
Nellas--I am not immune to goblincore.
Gelmir--Poor boy....
Imrahil--Coastal cities and their goddamn aesthetic...eugh!!
Thuringwethil--Hrrnnng, vampire cool
poor little meow meow (āproblematicā/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)
Sauron--I revel joyously in my sins.
Elwing--I will shield her from her haters forever and ever.
Celegorm--Do I think about him every day? That's a secret between me and my ao3 account.
Curufin--He's so nasty and smart, I love it.
Maglor--Can a man not simply be wet and pathetic and lie on divans?
Maeglin--He consumes me with Thoughts.
horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)
Maedhros--He suffers so prettily! Heās like one big open wound for me to lovingly rub salt into!
Frodo--I could comb his hair and give him hugs, or, alternatively, I could make him endure horrible agonies. Both sound lovely.
Boromir--Donāt get me wrong, I love the man to bits, but.....family issues are fun too...
Arwen--Again, peredhil. Suffering is practically genetic.
Aragorn--Itās the ratty hair and the internalized self-doubt for me, folks.
eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)
Saeros--Heās like the mean girl from an early-2000s, badly made high school rom-com, if rom-coms happened in Doriath and mean girls bullied people hundreds of years younger than them.
Brodda--He needs to drink his respect women juice and sit the fuck down.Ā
Saruman--Smarmy fascist jerk.
Anyways *does a sparkly, spicy little twirl* thank you for giving me the opportunity to achieve my perpetual state of screaming about fictional people!
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so āa man after the sort of king EƤrnurā is one way to winkwink-nudgenudge about someone being gay or aroace in Gondor. what might be some others?
-Asked by @catadromously
Answer: Admittedly I would sayĀ āa man after the sort of king Earnur of oldā is likely more very specific to gay men. As far as aroace folk go in Gondor, itās a known and accepted practice to just never get married and there are various rituals and lifestyle changes you can make to kinda signify that thatās your intention that are considered honourable and understood by most. āNot wanting a wifeā is less meaningful than ālike King Earnur of oldā in the context of what the sentence is telling us. So Iād say there wouldnāt be any specifically aroace hinting because, especially aroās, would face general culture wide erasure. It would be shocking to consider someone couldnātĀ fall in love.Ā
I think the kinds of struggles aroace Gondorians would find is in the heavily prevalent āromance idolisationā of Gondor. Whilst itās perfectly accepted to choose not to marry, the idea of not being ABLE to have romantic feelings probably fucks with a lot of people but tends to be very invisible to Gondorian society as a whole. But, as ever and in general, the common trauma across the entire queer spectrum in Gondor is structured around pity and a rejection of the āsympathyā which queers associate with damaging medicalisation of their identities etc etc tHIS GOT DARKER THAN I MEANT IT Iāve just been thinking a lot- ANYWAY.Ā
Hints about such things have to be VERY couched by a lot of other possible interpretations. Gondorian society just is!! Very!! Itās very prudish about really even the CONCEPT of sexuality, let alone the idea that it could be directed towardsĀ āunsuitableā areas.Ā
BUT LETS START WITH THE BASICS! All manner of queers come under the general umbrella of beingĀ āill-fatedā in Gondor. This is not an exclusive label and many other things can be calledĀ āill-fatedā without it having queer connotations but itās a little add on that you can stick onto the end of other sentences that can veer an understanding in the right direction. Ill-fated here has a more personal and weighted meaning, since Gondorians have a concept of a personāsĀ āfateā, that fate can be corrupted or bestowed wrongly and influences your whole life and, most particularly, your romantic life.Ā
People are supposed to all have soulmates and marriage for any reason other than love is unthinkable, because you have a fated person! However if that fated person is somehowĀ āunsuitableā then you areĀ āill-fatedā. It denotes something tragic about your destiny and spirit and also has a kind of suggestion that you can drag other people down around you. Hence people who areĀ āill-fatedā have a mixture of pity and fear directed their way.Ā
THIS GOT DARK AGAIN. SORRY. IMPORTANT CONTEXT. So, for gay men, one might say things likeĀ āhe settled well to the sea life, but I fear an ill wind took him thereā orĀ āthe army welcomed him too easily, I hope his doom takes him to fairer pathsā or if you want to REALLy toe the lineĀ āhe wants to be lead to the riverā with the lesbian equivolent ofĀ āshe wonāt be lead to the riverā is as gay innuendo as you can get in Gondor and EVEN THEN it still has a main meaning ofĀ āthe guy isnāt confident/the girl is headstrong in loveā etc. (this is because a boy leading a girl to a river is the initiation in courting, dont worry dont worry Iāll get to it, itāll have a post)
Thereās also various references to a manĀ āgetting on wellā with the rohirrim. Since Iām circling the idea that the rohirrim have a kind of... twisty...Ā āmen with men is ok, happens with soldiers all the time but also donāt bottom, dont fall in love and just try to machete your way through this toxic masculinity thicket why dont youā. And there are CERTAINLY references to specific characters in various popular plays as well as songs and other historical figures other than Earnur that are associated with gay folk. However that would require me to write those songs and plays and Iām GETTING TO IT! Iām getting to it. I am.
if you were a character, the fandom would be so deeply divided about you. no middle ground. all-out war. if you were the main character, the rest of the internet would be deeply divided about the fandom, and everyone in the fandom would be freaks, and they would be wonderful. in your fictional dimension, you would laugh.
this is MOSTLY true but you have missed a crucial piece of information. in my fictional dimension i would be BEATING ON THE WALLS, demanding to be sent a link to irl tumblr, so that i could make a blog presenting myself as kin of myself. this is SO important to me. it is the #1 thing i would do if sent to a dimension where my life story is a fiction. would this inevitably cause a mental breakdown as i become more and more afraid that i am delusional for thinking that i am myself and all my friends are just humoring me? absolutely. would it also be fucking hilarious? also yes!!!!!!
that said i am so delighted by everyone goingĀ āyeah there would be SO much discourse about you as a person if you were fictionalā. i am the pineapple-on-pizza of people
if i was a character, how would the fandom treat me?
hello, tonight i would like to tell you of a man called Aurelius Sakaon. he lived in Roman Egypt. he was a peasant farmer, who shared his house with his brother, nephew and son, among others, and also owned a flock of goats (i like to think he picked favorites.) he spent a good deal of time dealing with water access quarrels. he couldn't write. he had a scar on his left shin. he died in his 70s. the desert climate preserved his records, and now, 1700 years later, we know his name.
iām tearing up thinking about this man. he existed! he lived a whole lifeāand he lives on in our memories! i hope his favorite goat was named sticte. thank you for introducing me to him, my life is better for knowing