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carlandrea · 6 hours
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re the reblogging art on here discussion esp wrt that poll the thing that honestly mystifies me as a guy that posts art on here is like. I would so much rather have people only reblog something if they really liked it & get a very small but genuine & heartfelt (often with good tags!!) amount of reblogs than to have more people reblogging it but only out of a sense of duty & feeling like they 'should' 'support artists' in some vague & general sense that has no connection to my actual art. like idk the latter just feels so much more depressing to me
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carlandrea · 7 hours
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girl of the stars
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carlandrea · 10 hours
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reblog if ur mom is smart and beautiful
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carlandrea · 11 hours
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being in love with ur friend like entirely platonically is insane. like. hey, i love you so much by the way. i carry a part of you in me, so if were apart ill still do things that will remind me of you because i got it from you. hey man i know were talking right now but i miss you. i love you
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carlandrea · 15 hours
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carlandrea · 21 hours
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Updated rambly post about Morwen after her second encounter with Glaurung! I’m still working on my thoughts about this, I hope it’s ok!
I made some posts awhile back (here was the first)wondering about what exactly happened to Morwen between the encounter with Glaurung and her meeting Húrin again in Brethil. I’ve been thinking about it to the extent that I even have a tag for it now; and they saw her no more
Perhaps Morwen is hidden from Mablung either due to the lingering power of Glaurung or due to the curse, regardless of whether she was intentionally avoiding him. This is probably the reading Tolkien intended in my opinion.
Perhaps Morwen ended up imprisoned or trapped in Brethil similar to Húrin in the Wanderings. nothing stated or implied in canon leads this way and one would assume that there would be if the reader was meant to infer something like this. Purely in terms of headcanon or speculation though, I’d always thought that Avranc’s utter rage towards Húrin’s accusations to the point where he wants Húrin dead made more sense if they were either true or Avranc thought they were true.
Maybe Glaurung is right and Mablung is just really bad at his job. Morwen was nearby the whole time but either successfully hid from him or he just missed her (this is a joke to be clear)
but I feel like I left out another possibility
I actually am playing with the idea that in The Children of Húrin, like in earlier drafts, Morwen attempts to confront Glaurung to protect Niënor and was then thrown aside by the dragon, temporarily falling unconscious under the spell and waking up with little memory afterwards. She has the memory of experience within her body. She remembers how to survive in the wilds. She does not remember who taught her. She feels acutely the loss of Niënor and the worry for Túrin that brought her to these strange lands. She cannot remember her children’s names. Her own name forms upon her lips at times. She does not feel it as hers.
She travels through the ruins of what was the kingdom of Nargothrond. Birds have fled the dragon mist and flowers have withered in the spring. She remembers to eat rarely. She knows enough to be troubled by this.
Morwen regains her memories slowly. The faces of her children, of Húrin, Rían, Aerin, even her parents, return to her gradually, first as vague as shadows but then with the knowledge and certainty of their names.
She remembers the shadow of Glaurung above her as a child before she remembers that day she was thrown from her horse and everything was lost.
There are things that stay lost. She will never acknowledge them until she dies. They cut at her in the night. Her pride is unshaken. Her certainty is nigh shattered
Perhaps it is only when she sees the names on the stone in Brethil, that she fully remembers. Perhaps she remembers months before. She is barely aware of the passing of the seasons. There are moments where she is barely aware of herself. She wakes in places she does not remember falling asleep in, to injuries she has no memory of receiving
…but Morwen also was lost. Neither then nor after did any certain news of her fate come to Doriath or to Dor-lómin.
(That line also gets me so much. It just feels like she was erased entirely from the memories and places where she had been but at the same time her loss and vanishing is still felt acutely! I know that seems contradictory and I apologize if it’s confusing but that line just makes me feel both those axises of loss at the same time)
A grey wraith upon a mad steed…
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carlandrea · 23 hours
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When people get a little too gung-ho about-
wait. cancel post. gung-ho cannot be English. where did that phrase come from? China?
ok, yes. gōnghé, which is…an abbreviation for “industrial cooperative”? Like it was just a term for a worker-run organization? A specific U.S. marine stationed in China interpreted it as a motivational slogan about teamwork, and as a commander he got his whole battalion using it, and other U.S. marines found those guys so exhausting that it migrated into English slang with the meaning “overly enthusiastic”.
That’s…wild. What was I talking about?
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carlandrea · 24 hours
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Thinking about it for the past few days and. I think what it comes down to is that Lómion and Tinúviel represent the twilight—the beginning of the end—of the first age. Maeglin to Eärendil as a dark mirror of Lúthien to Elwing. Driving them across the sea. Despair and destruction and love and mortality. The war of wrath
what the hell is going on with the Maeglin Lúthien parallels. Aredhel and Thingol both wander off into Nan Elmoth specifically and mysteriously vanish. There’s an uhhh dubiously consensual enchantment situation. Lómion and Tinúviel. Does this mean anything. What’s going on here.
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carlandrea · 2 days
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pearl and serpent choker @ christian dior couture spring 2o24 .
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carlandrea · 2 days
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carlandrea · 2 days
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"Stop! He's er, he's British."
"Yes, I suppose I am.
Jelly baby, officer?"
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This one I made the evening before my whovian anniversary like SO quickly so his face is a bit ehh but I do love 8 he will get proper fanart someday
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carlandrea · 3 days
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I have been listening to the Hobbit audiobook while working. Bad idea. I didn't work, I drew Bilbo and his fancy home ♥
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carlandrea · 3 days
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Next up: the heron! Another from this series.
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carlandrea · 4 days
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sooo few things more beautiful than late evening in april?!?…was sitting at home bored and forgot about going for a walk for much too long. way too busy the past months but now its warmer again. trees hills sky birds clouds grass flowers ponds streams we are SO back
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carlandrea · 4 days
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people may think studying astrophysics makes doctor who unwatchable but NO it just makes it more hilarious. fym “i can smell dark matter on this” that’s so funny
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carlandrea · 5 days
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carlandrea · 5 days
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Aredhel
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