Category: silmarillion

olympiians: tolkien meme  → [ 1 / 3 ] fav vil…

olympiians:

tolkien meme 

[ 1 / 3 ] fav villians 

→ thuringwethil

she was the messenger of sauron, and was wont to fly in vampire’s form to angband; and her great fingered wings were barbed at each joint’s end with and iron claw.

hewalksinstarlight:

hewalksinstarlight:

“Finduilas is here.”

aowyn: modern!au tolkien ==> luthien moodbo…

aowyn:

modern!au tolkien ==> luthien moodboard

ecthvlion: Este // Valaquenta Este the gentle,…

ecthvlion:

Este // Valaquenta

Este the gentle, healer of hurts and weariness, is [Irmo’s] spouse. Grey is her raiment; and rest is her gift. She walks not by day, but sleeps upon an island in the tree-shadowed lake of Lorellin.

Silm poster series (10/?)

olympiians: + aredhel. for @aredhels [ stormc…

olympiians:

+ aredhel. for @aredhels

[ stormcarrier. they called me. my voice was the signal of fate and no hand was further doomed than those who wronged me]

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thefrenchiestgoldenfry: SILMARILLION CHARACTE…

thefrenchiestgoldenfry:

SILMARILLION CHARACTER AESTHETIC –> Irissë Aredhel Ar-Feiniel

“…She was younger in the years of the Eldar than her brothers; and when she was grown to full stature and beauty she was tall and strong, and loved much to ride and hunt in the forests… Ar-Feiniel she was called, the White Lady of the Noldor, for she was pale, though her hair was dark, and she was never arrayed but in silver and white…”

garashirs: @oneringnet‘s favourite villains e…

garashirs:

@oneringnet‘s favourite villains event → thuringwethil

She of hidden shadow and iron claws, who flies in vampire’s form o’er the doomed land.

olympiians: tumblr award winners: beren x luth…

olympiians:

tumblr award winners: beren x luthien

winner of the zuko award – @aredhels

taurielsilvan: female awesome meme: [4/10] no…

taurielsilvan:

female awesome meme: [4/10] non-warrior characters » lúthien tinúviel

“There came a time near dawn on the eve of spring, and Luthien danced upon a green hill; and suddenly she began to sing. Keen, heart-piercing was her song as the song of the lark that rises from the gates of night and pours its voice among the dying stars, seeing the sun behind the walls of the world; and the song of Luthien released the bonds of winter, and the frozen waters spoke, and flowers sprang from the cold earth where he feet had passed.”