The Fetts As Bizarre T Shirts

Initial sketches of Erestor… plan to add colour at some point…

Top left: a peaceful moment.

Top right: the third kinslaying. Erestor is having the worst day ever.

Bottom left: he and Gil-Galad have a silent but very intense game of fashion one-upmanship going on, and Erestor plays to win. Courtiers swoon left and right. Sauron trembles before his resting bitch face.

Bottom right: casual mode. The hair hides secrets. 8,000 years of secrets, in fact.

Deciding Arwen's name: Elrond: let’s not make her name more complicated than it needs to be Celebrían: *side eye* Aþëafinwë Elerondo Pereldar néya-ni Sûlamrûn Taurín: …shut up Councillor Erestor ni Ahshróanin Eryatorno Nyérquámë Harandir Gorcyll Ro-on Ukeweto Giriaku Zerey Minyanto Helcemardo Avarion Kiyha-Eíen Ghiní Gyorhanin Hrayamí fyióne’en Njali mi’mizgi li’linde Ñalë, Nor-Khaw Om-Omë yoyon, La-omaë Liltaphin de Niñgol yon: ... huh.

the fellowship of the ring as bizarre t shirts

tag yourself I'm delululemon

End result: 900 word one shot about a guy in the desert

Process: 50 hours research into natural textiles, causes and treatments of dust fever, interplanetary politics, the history of the slave trade and an entire fucking conlang

memes are fun and relatable and all that, but don't let them discourage you. all of that stuff that doesn't make it into the final product is part of how the final product gets made

Lemme do some quick googling

Hc that the clones' pigdin evolves so fast over the course of the war that each battalion ends up having it's own distinct accent, influenced by the different languages, accents and cultures they're exposed to via their jedi, the planets they visit, the other battalions they interact with, even trending holo-series. (did anyone else have a very intense Brambly Hedge phase as a child that included imitating the weirdly upper-class accents of those funky lil play doh mice???)

Eventually this leads to a multi-layered Disaster of a 'language' (like english) where there's 18 different words for everything, grammar is for squares, and your CMO can cuss you out non-stop for the entire 45-minute shrapnel extraction surgery without ever repeating himself.

Mandalorian head cannons part three: Accents

Concord Dawn: A thick, country western accent. Often noted for its roughness and harsh sounding words. To Mando'ade living on Mandalore, it is intelligible, and it is considered butchered Mando'a by the upper class. Jango Fett and Jaster Mereel have really strong Concord Dawn accents, Jaster slowly lost his as Mand'alor. It only comes out when mad or frustrated. Kal Skirata also has a Concord Dawn accent, but it as not as thick, unlike Jaster's and Jango's. Arla Fett had one, but she lost it due to her time as Death Watch's prisoner. Pre Vizsla had one as well, but Tor 'conditioned' it out of him. Boba Fett has it, but it is softer than Jango's or Jaster's.

Mandalore: Standard Mando'a accent. It only changes when one is in Keldabe or in Sunduri. This is the accent a lot of Mando'ade have.

Sunduri: Sunduri accents mirror High Coruscant accents, with soft flowery words. It is jarring to traditionalists, who are used to the roughness and bluntness that is Mando'a.

Concordia: A bastardization of so many different accents. But similar to Concord Dawn's.

Krowncurst: Very rough. It is often described as being blunt and short to the point. No room for BS.

The clones: Pidgin Mando'a. No describable accent, due to the different trainers they had. The ALPHA-class and the CC clones have an accent that was the closest to a Concord Dawn accent. The Corries lost theirs due to being in Coruscant during the duration of the war.

my roomkey stopped working in the middle of my midnight snack run to the flat kitchen, so guess who had to march two blocks down to site security at 2am in fucking January, -5C, in fucking ankle socks and t shirt?????

anyways currently googling frostbite symptoms because i cant feel my feet. if i die tell my parents i love them and my brothers to get fucked

In fics, people often use the Quenya for adult male/female: 'the nér did this' or 'the nís said that' which is... fine, I guess? Tolkein did use them in some of his translations to mean man/woman in a non-species-specific kind of way... and this is completely irrational but to me it still sometimes comes across as directly calling someone a 'male' or a 'female'... like, technically, yes? But also wtf?

Anyway. Sindarin doesn't have a clear equivalent that I can see...

(Also nís is sometimes níssë - still singular, means exactly the same thing, idfk why)

Can 2025 maybe be the year we as a fandom finally stop using the term 'she-elf', which was invented for the Jackson movies and comes across as intentionally derogatory?

Tolkien himself referred to female elves as 'women' or 'elven-women' or similar.

An explanation of why so many of Tolkein's characters have 'grey eyes':

Historian: So what colour were Maglor's eyes?

Maglor's eyes:

Witness: Definitely grey. Historian: Ok, great. Now, what colour were Lúthien's eyes. Lúthien's eyes:

Witness: ... Witness: ... uh Witness: ... let's go with grey?

Adar knows how King and Court think of the Peredhel, like some bittersweet tale of fantasy, like the scion of some distant history told to sleepy little elflings by the fire - but do not fear, gwinig, for the beautiful prince was saved from his cruel captors to live in happiness forever after with us. They speak of him like he's something quaint. Doesn't he look so like Lúthien, so like his forefather Fingolfin? Isn’t he as dignified as the Princess Idril? Isn’t he wise like Elu Thingol? How sweet!

And so in the golden light of Lindon do they lie to themselves - for Elu Thingol was ruthless, unshakeable in his convictions even unto his death; yet the courtiers tut at Lord Elrond’s stubbornness. Idril Celebrindal was trapped, as hidden as her city as darkness crept up the walls and into her home; yet Lady Galadriel shrugs off her friend’s warnings. Fingolfin held Morgoth at bay for four hundred years, unfailing strength carved into his very bones; yet the King both censures his Herald for his forcefulness.

And Lúthien, ai! Tinúviel, wrathful, relentless, unearthly - when friends flinch from your gaze and Lords shift uneasily when you talk, when the wise cannot bring themselves to look on you for fear of what they will see, when Kings lie and placate and spin gossamer traps because they know you could unmake them - that is Lúthien.

- from the fic I’m writing about Elrond from Adar’s perspective. I'm on 100 words so far and idk how I'm going to make it to 5k... you're welcome to talk to me about it tho :)