does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw
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does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw
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Reblogging this manually. Op doesn't want credit for fear of being terminated.
You said something in “Smith” which I hope I grasped, and there was a feeling almost of recognition. An odd feeling of grief overcame me when I read it. I cannot explain my feelings any clearer. It was like hearing a piece of music from way back, except that it was nearer poetry by Graves’ definition. Thank you very much for writing it.
Terry Pratchett, in a letter to J. R. R. Tolkien, 22 November 1967
Thank you very much for your letter. The first one that I have received with regard to Smith of Wootton Major. You evidently feel about the story very much as I do myself. I can hardly say more.
J. R. R. Tolkien, in reply to Pratchett’s letter, 24 November 1967
This is the first I've ever seen this and it makes me wonder if it's why Pratchett was always so conscientious about responding to letters from kids.
If you were wondering: in November 1967, Terry Pratchett was 19 years old.
And he did in fact say on at least one occasion that it was this that pushed him to always engage with his own fans in the same kind and conscientious manner.
To build paradise ⚔️ Extras below the cut
sometimes, ignorance is bliss
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‘This I say to you, lord, with the eyes of death: though we part here for ever, and I shall not look on your white walls again, from you and from me a new star shall arise. Farewell!’
Huor, The Children of Húrin
hi! I love your art, everything about it is gorgeous. I've got a few of your prints actually. I was wondering if for pride you could do Frodo Baggins with the aroace flag? Or Sam and Frodo with the queerplatonic flag.
If you do Frodo, could you use one of these flags? The shades speak to me. Thank you so much!
I´m glad you like my art so much <3 ^^ - those muted colours speak to me too
I had so much fun redesigning him - I gave him a mix between Fallohides and Harfoots clothes - my reference post for Hobbit fashion
Celebrate Pride with me
“beauty and the beast” where beauty’s dad comes home with the rose and is like oh shit oh shit this terrible monster says i have to come live with him forever because i picked his favorite flower and beauty just goes fuck that and puts on her pants and marches down to the beast’s castle herself
and she’s expecting this horrifying dark fortress but it’s actually sort of just a normal castle with big rose bushes and furniture that’s sometimes alive
and she thinks, i can work with this
and the beast comes out and he’s like don’t look at me i am a hideous monster and beauty’s like dude you’re like a talking tiger in a cape are you kidding you’re AWESOME can i pet you can i stroke your paws can you give me a ride
and he’s like what and she goes around the castle like okay we’ll put curtains here and expand the kitchen and this could be a really cute breakfast nook
and the beast is confused because isn’t she supposed to be terrified and hate him and he had all these intimidating speeches planned and he’s like uh aren’t you going to try to run away
and beauty’s all are you kidding this is a magic castle i’m going to live here forever
so they just sort of settle in together and one day beauty goes home for the weekend to visit her family and they’re all amazed that she’s alive and her sisters go WHY DIDN’T THE HUGE MONSTER EAT YOU TO DEATH and she’s like nahhh he’s basically just a big cat he’s kind of cute actually sometimes he plays with yarn when he thinks i’m not looking
and she explains how it’s really not that bad, all the dishes wash themselves and i get all these gorgeous dresses for free because the castle doesn’t know what else to do with them and yeah there are flowers everywhere but hey that’s his hobby y’know i’m not gonna discourage that man
and then one day while beauty’s re-alphabetizing her magic library and trying to decide where to put that enchanted mirror the beast comes up and he’s like hey so this is awkward but are you like………………………………..in love with me……?????????
and beauty’s like oh uh wow haha um sorry no you’re…sort of a tiger
and the beast is like thank goodness because if you were i’d have to turn back into a human and i’ve kind of gotten used to being a big lion thing with horns and the ability to speak english for some reason like why would i want to go back to being a spindly little man and then beauty laughs and she’s like okay well can you go catch us a wild boar for dinner, dear
and they end up getting married in the end just because it’s easier to explain that way, you know, a single lady ~~living alone with a man~~ even if he’s not actually a man, and that’s fine with them because beauty was never really into the whole boys and sex thing and the beast (whose name is jeff) is honestly more interested in his flowers
and whenever any of the other ladies in the village give her any shit beauty is just like, oh, you don’t like my crepes? well you know my husband, who is literally a tiger, loves them and then everyone leaves her alone, which is really all she ever wanted
and she goes back to her magic castle and sits down with a book in front of the fire and rests her feet on her cat husband and nobody bothers her ever again
can that happen
and beauty’s all are you kidding this is a magic castle i’m going to live here forever
Ah, it me.
2026 Tolkien Native Language Appreciation Fest - Almost there!
Hi everyone,
I hope you are doing well!
The 2026 edition of this fest will be up in a month from here! I am happy to present to you this event, and I hope you all are as excited as I am for this too!
I have posted the 2026 prompts, and do make sure you check how you can participate to the event!
The AO3 collection has been created, but it will be revealed starting June 16th!
The event will start on June 16th and finish on June 22nd, please make sure you sign down the dates!
I shall see you all on the 16th June! I hope you will have fun!
Yours Truly
Hi everyone,
We are at about 2 weeks shy of the 16th June!
I hope you are doing well, and I hope you are excited for this event!
Feel free to send in any message or ask in case you have any questions!
Yours truly

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Happy Pride!!
For @thehobbitwithstickyuppyhair who requested queerplatonic Frodo and Sam :)
More QP Samfro from Aspec Arda Week 2025
Cropped pfp version below the cut
I'm taking Tolkien pride art/pfp reqs this month! Just send me the character, flag, and if you want a design from a specific adaptation!
Currently I've been doing art faster than usual but we'll see how long that lasts.
the silmarillion bride
Celebrimbor was sitting beneath a golden stone wall with his little toolkit spread around him, carefully hammering a crooked silver flower into shape, when the voices started again.
“He came to Middle-earth with the burners of the ships!”
Celebrimbor ignored them.
“He is the mad king’s grandson!”
That made him look up.
Three elflings stood there, all older than him by at least a few years. One had his hands on his hips in dreadful confidence.
Celebrimbor narrowed his eyes.
“My grandfather was not mad!” he said sharply. “He was the greatest elf who ever lived!”
The children snickered.
“The mad greatest elf!”
Another piped up, “My atar says all the sons of Fëanor are evil elves.”
Celebrimbor stared at them for a long moment.
Then, very slowly, he stood up.
Celebrimbor was smaller than them, with ink stains on his sleeves and silver filings in his hair. But Curufin had taught him never to bow his head in shame.
Celebrimbor dusted off his silk tunic with dignity.
“You will regret saying such things,” he informed them.
The children rolled their eyes.
“Or what?”
Celebrimbor lowered his voice dramatically.
“My uncle Tyelkormo will hear of it.”
Silence.
Even among elflings, the name carried weight.
One child frowned uncertainly. “Tyelkormo The Fair?”
“Tyelkormo. The Cruel Hunter.” said Celebrimbor.
He stepped closer.
“He hates elflings, except me.”
The oldest child laughed nervously. “You are lying.”
Celebrimbor’s face became grave.
“No. My uncle talks to beasts and once ripped the heart out of an orc with his bare hands.”
All three children stared at him.
“He hunts the forests every night,” he continued darkly. “And sometimes he finds children wandering alone.”
One of the younger elflings took a frightened step backward.
Celebrimbor pressed onward mercilessly.
“He ties them to trees so the wolves can devour them.”
“Oh,” whispered one child.
“Yes,” said Celebrimbor. “And he has an enormous hound that eats people.”
“That is not true!”
“It is. Huan is as big as a horse, and he only eats elflings, except me!” Celebrimbor added. “And Uncle Tyelko says frightened children taste much better.”
At this point, one of the elflings actually looked ready to faint.
The oldest tried desperately to recover. “W-well—my atar says Tyelkormo lives far away!”
Celebrimbor smiled pleasantly.
“Lies. If my atto is nearby, Uncle Tyelko is too. They are best friends.”
Absolute horror descended upon their faces.
“And,” Celebrimbor continued, enjoying himself immensely now, “I shall tell him exactly what you said about my grandfather. His father.”
The smallest child burst into tears instantly.
“I do not want the horse-dog to eat me!”
The others panicked at once.
“He is gonna leave us in the forest to die!”
And suddenly, all three fled across the courtyard screaming.
Celebrimbor watched them go.
THE NAMO COSPLAY IS DONE (more or less)
And also kinda face reveal? Although Tumblr has my face posted, sometimes it happens in almost 15 years on this webbed site.
Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Susie ⭐️

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One free drawing or animation of your choice for a Rosie reverse mermaid with a cute apron (how about a pink/Rosa betta fish? 🥺)
Im desperate
Pls
Rosie Coral, waitress at the Green Moray ♡
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