#jewish tolkien

[brighter-arda]

Day 4 @tolkienlatamandcaribbeanweek (Dwarves, Religious diversity): The Seven Clans

My day 3 and day 4 entries will be out of order due to computer problems. For day 4 I decided to represent the seven dwarf clans with seven different religions

Part 9 of toi's indigenous tolkien series

[id: images in rows of two.

Row 1 left: text 'Longbeards'. Photo of Jamaican Jews in the middle of a Star of David. The points of the triangle are parts of a photo of the mountain of erebor. Background is from the hobbit movies, a shot of inside of erebor. Row 1 right: Jewish cemetery gate with a star of david, somewhere in the Caribbean

Row 2 left: a santeria altar. Row 2 right: a Black santeria practitioner, text 'Firebeards'

Row 3 left: crowd of black brazilian women in white dresses practicing candomblé. Row 3 right: black and white photo of candomblé altar

Row 4 left: photo of mosque. Row 4 right: woman in hijab and a dress made like a Trinidad and Tobago flag, text 'Ironfists'.

Row 5 left: Taino person in a feathered headdress with necklaces, text 'Stiffbeards'. Row 5 right: art showing Zemi figures (believed to have held religious significance to ancient taino)

Row 6 left: purple Haitian vodou flag. Row 6 right: Haitians practicing vodou underground by firelight, text 'Blacklocks'.

Row 7 left: two indo-caribbean women from the 1800s, text 'Stonefoots'. Row 7 right: unspecified hindu temple

end image description.]

#dwarves #the hobbit #lotr #latam + caribbean tolkien #jewish tolkien #black tolkien #muslim tolkien #indigenous americas tolkien #south asian tolkien #tolkienlatam&caribbeanweek #moodboards and edits #toi's indigenous tolkien series #toi's creations #contains image description #the third age #mepoc

[lesbiulmo]

i have a few options for chanukah one shot fics to work on so vote for what u want to see :)

forgot to make the previous poll length 1 week- vote in this one

for more context:

option 1 is pretty much what it sounds like, a one shot of frodo, sam, merry, and pippin celebrating chanukah. i would likely have them just be jewish with no explanation, meaning i wouldn't make an in-universe backstory for chanukah or for why hobbits or these specific hobbits are jewish.

for option 2 i would create an in-universe backstory for chanukah and create numenorean traditions that parallel chanukah traditions but may not be direct copies. the fic can potentially be a story that takes place in numenor focused on a numenorean royal family or OCs, but since i would have to create OCs which i dont like doing it would more likely be presented as an official document or historical record/megillah type thing documenting the backstory and traditions- think the books of Maccabees but Numenorean.

option 3 would be the same as option 2, except the traditions are modified for Gondor since some of the traditions can't be done outside of Numenor. it could be

a) Denethor's family celebrating (either pre or post death of Finduilas, pre, post, or during war, with any combination of family members and maybe guests!)

b) Faramir teaching Eowyn about the traditions

c) document as in option 3 (perhaps the same document but with commentary as to how to celebrate post-destruction of Numenor). the document could be presented on its own or as two people learning it together. ALTERNATIVELY!! chanukah could be a holiday that was invented post-destruction of Numenor entirely, which wouldn't change much in terms of the actual story but it would require a different backstory.

and lastly, option 4 would be a sort of 'pagan' holiday of light that the elves celebrate, fun little story featuring thranduil and legolas, probably would not have many parallels to the actual chanukah story besides featuring light/candles.

options 1 and 4 would be easiest to write but options 2 and 3 might be more,, interesting and meaningful. reblog and lmk ur thoughts!

#lesbiulmo speaks #jew blogging #jewish tolkien

[beeclops]

#comedy central #south park #season 26 #sp spoilers #kyle broflovski #tolkien black #pretty girls walk #big boss vette #tiktok #scott malkinson #jewish #hollywood

[koshercosplay]

asking the important questions today

#back on my bs #lol #i didnt include an 'all of them' option because I WANT YOU TO PICK ONE IM SORRY #but it is true that they are all jews #jews in middle earth #lotr #lord of the rings #tolkien #judaism #jewish headcanons #hobbits #polls

[mihrsuri]

Have I been thinking about leaving tumblr/fandom due to antisemitism? Yes. But also all my lovely mutuals and friends who have stood beside and with and fandom stuff is such a source of joy within that and I don’t want it taken away by the shadow even if it is so so heavy and overwhelming. So I’m not.

#not on the same level of course but in the camps we created still #we sang and drew and we wrote even in the deepest horrors and evil #i think a lot of tolkien/lotr actually #frodo and sam thinking of beauty in the darkness of mordor #that there is light and beauty and stars and free night #forever beyond the reach of any shadow #jewish things

[lucradiss]

I love when people make the dwarves Jewish in their fics or they ingrain Jewish cultural stuff with the dwarves’ because like. Loosely or not their story is very similar to that of the historical Jewish experience!! Like. Being ousted from their homes by dragons on more than one occasion? Having to wander the world, assimilate into the towns of men, learn Westron and all but discard their language of Khuzdul (which is runic and I’m pretty sure inspired by hebrew)?

Not to mention general cultural stuff! Jews have entire holidays based off of fire!! We have whole stories of having to live in and defend mountain homes from those who mean to do us harm!! (And ofc the stereotypical dwarven greed and love of gold which I think can be attributed to the time in which the hobbit was written)

Tolkien’s dwarves are so Jewish and I love when people use that in their stories bc it just makes everything feel a little more full and fun to me personally

#not art #the hobbit #dwarves #tolkien #Tolkien’s dwarves are jewish #and i will die on this hill #as a jewish person myself I see the similarities #and as such can make these declarations with ease #needless to say whether I say so or not dwarves are jewish in all of my fics #modern au or otherwise

[weepylucifer]

also can i just say, as difficult as the "communism homework" section of the disco elysium fandom can occasionally be, i still vastly prefer them and their striving to be the most communist to tolkien fandom where the takes rarely ever get more nuanced than "i drew a brown elf! racism solved"

#posts by me #another take is ''tolkien can't possibly have racist biases he said a positive thing about jewish people once!'' #(yeah i read that letter too. and all the others. it looks less good in context)

[child-of-hurin]

Outside of the faithful/kings men/Sauron situation is there even much explicit religion in there? “Earendil/Aragorn/Frodo is Middle Earth’s Jesus” isn’t that literally eru, think it’s in the athrabeth

Anon, I have so much on my mind about this topic in general, it really became a full ramble and I'm not sure this is useful to anyone besides me. These are my thoughts:

I don't think there is a Jesus-like figure anywhere in Middle Earth, at least not in a way that matters. The son of god, born from a virgin, who teaches a new doctrine, gathers apostles and is betrayed by one of them, goes though abuse and murder by the hands of the state, redeems mankind from original sin by his death, then is reborn three days later; is alive in heaven waiting at the end of time to judge mankind. That's Christ. You don't get that in Tolkien, in fact you don't even get anything remotely resembling the framework that would allow such a figure to arise.

We can see traces of a framework akin to 'original sin' in some extra-canon stuff, like in the tale of Adanel, and some references Andreth makes in the Athrabeth. In the tale of Adanel, Men fall into thrall of Melkor and thus invent, among other things, slavery, and, as punishment, lose their immortality/long life. This is undeniably a narrative of "fall". If you incorporate it in your understanding of the Legendarium, even if not as a cosmological truth, but as a story that exists within the story and that is part of Edain culture, then it's really very easy to imagine that much later, in Númenor, that lost mortality is what the King's Men, their descendants, are trying to reclaim.

This is not, like, /completely incompatible/ with the published Silm, it's just irrelevant: the published text puts immortality as something the Dunedain covet and decide to conquer by force, and associate with the material Aman, not something they think originally belonged to them, that they are reclaiming. King's Men do not understand themselves cosmologically as "fallen men" -- on the contrary, they are men on the rise.

Middle earth has no Jesus, Middle earth needs no jesus, because there is no original sin in Middle Earth. Noldor have more of a narrative of "fall", but even so it's sketchy at best, and their "redemption" doesn't come from Jesus. I mean: Earendil isn't sent bu Eru to die for the sins of the Noldor after teaching them a better doctrine. Earendil is not even Earendil, he is Earendil and Elwing.

There isn't much religion explicit in Tolkien's legendarium in the sense of an organized religion with rites, but I'm also not sure how much it is fair to dissociate magic and lore in M.E. from religion. Some 'religions' in this world have no gods or worship. Many amerindians, for example, have an extremely complex and ritualized, even political, cosmology -- is it religion? Is it religion when a shaman has a spiritual conversation with a leopard? But going further: is it religion to believe in ghosts? In the evil eye? That fasting and positive thinking can cure cancer? etc. IRL the key "religion" needs to be conceptualized every time we open a discussion about a specific topic; it is a conceptual tool, right? So I think to talk about "religion" in Middle Earth we first need to assess what we are trying to discuss, and conceptualize "religion" and its opposite, "secular". If Middle Earth is not Religious, then is it Secular?

You see my point? Like, I'm not trying to be difficult: I don't think there is religion in the Legendarium in any analogue sense to Christianity, period. The closest thing we have to christian religion in the Silm is Sauron's temple to Melkor in Númenor (lol!).

But at the same time, Tolkien populates his world with a historian's understanding of lore, the past, and by consequence, the future. Aragorn talking about Beren and Lúthien is, at the same time, history, art, folklore, AND a spiritual belief in a certain afterlife, a certain organization of the cosmos and of life. When Sam sings about stars in Cirith Ungol, is that a prayer? What do you think?

It's funny to me that I'm complicating this when it would serve me better to just tell you: there is no religion in Tolkien! Because I am an atheist and because I am bothered by fans who, in their eagerness to defeat Christianity, end up shoehorning it where it literally has no place.

#like i really think it's so relevant that tolkien himself thought the ahtrabeth was too much... I appreciate the tone this man tried to #give his work -- and mostly succeeded! #so to have so many fans try to force this work to be way more christian than it actually is / wants to be / needs to be #it's disheartening to say the least #in that sense btw it always surprises me that I don't see many jewish readings of the faithful tbh like #if we are trying to see analogues anywhere #on an unrelated note: what a joy the 'disable reblogs' function is.... wow #tolkien #religion #cosmology #related tag: #blogueiras contra a metafísica do ser #anon

[thebirdandhersong]

Well, I honestly never thought about Mary outside of the context of Christmas before I became an Anglican but my WORD WHY DIDN'T I!!

#am almost done reading Jesus and the Jewish Roots of Mary and......wow #i had such a good conversation with my catechist about why on earth our previous churches paid no attention to her #(we grew up evangelical/non denom/with some Baptist roots) #and now much to my surprise and probably the surprise of my church back in Thailand probably #my perspective has wheeled around in the other direction #i wrote the second story in the summer project with all of this in mind #though i think love and honour for mary is pretty hard to articulate for me #i mean!! all the songs and the marian devotions in the roman catholic church make sense now #and so does tolkien's way of writing varda (which if i recall correctly is based on Mary) #anyhow more thoughts to come i literally JUST woke up skdjskkndd #songbird again

[brighter-arda]

Cupiosexual Morwen for @outofangband on day 6 of @aspecardaweek 🪨💜💕🤍

[image description: six images in cupiosexual colours (dark grey, light grey, pink, white)

1: a sword in rushing water over background grey clouds. Text 'Elfsheen' 'Morwen Eledhwen'

2: Haftam Yizhak-Heathwood, a Ethiopian Jewish woman, over background purple flowers. Text 'of the House of Bëor' and 'Morwen Eledhwen'

3: a little Black baby swaddled in pink on background white Torah pages. Text 'mother of Túrin, Lalaith, Nienor' 'Morwen Eledhwen'

4: person in black cloak facing away on background pink clouds. Text 'proud and indomitable' 'Morwen Eledhwen'

5: Haftam Yizhak-Heathwood over background purple trees and sky, text 'most beautiful woman of her time' 'Morwen Eledhwen'

6: a gravestone over background grey misty forest. Text 'doomed by Morgoth's curse' 'Morwen Eledhwen']

#morwen #silmarillion #tolkien women of colour #black tolkien #jewish tolkien #east african tolkien #queer character #moodboards and edits #toi's creations #aspecardaweek

[lesbiulmo]

i am considering writing a jewish tolkien fic about dwarves and the yearning for the ancestral homeland from which you were forcibly displaced but idk if im skilled enough for that. who knows....

#can i commission people to write all my ideas lmao #i feel like i hwve good ideas but bad execution #need me a partner in writing #jews hmu #jewish tolkien #lesbiulmo speaks

[witch-crip-is-this]

Magic with no K

I don’t write “magick” in my practice because I find the distinction between “real magic” and “fake/fictional/sleight-of-hand” magic demeaning and ignorant.

A quick hand and a clever distraction can be just as magical as a pool of salt water and an assortment of your favorite crystals.

Fictional magic is a reflection of our perception of reality, to ignore how fantasy is engrained in historical magical traditions is to deny the magic of our ancestors.

There is nothing that separates my magic from the magical folklore Tolkien and JK Rowling stole from, except that I do my best to acknowledge my sources and not commit violent acts of cultural appropriation.

Plus, very often the same people who write magic with a k also write terfy stuff like womyn and herstory. Yikes.

#psi speaks #witchy #witchblr #magick #kitty speaks #real magick #real magic #my magic #witchcraft #witchcore #garden witch #Jewish witch #judaism #antisemitism #tolkien #harry potter

[ironfoot-mothafocka]

#Dwecember - Eight Nights

So I was going to write dwarf-inspired chanukah fic, but then life happened. Still, here's some unapologetically Jewish holiday fic featuring dwarves. Menorah lighting, Stiffbeard customs, fried foods, remembrance and inter-cultural relations.

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The Eight Nights

“I don’t understand the time of year, though—” gasped Gaelan as he huffed down the Ereborian street after Vadlik. Though Gaelan stood head and shoulders above the tallest dwarves, it was still a tight squeeze. He’d lived in Dale for ten years now, and never before had he been inside the mountain when the Festival of the Clans was happening. From Vadlik’s excited commentary in the month leading up to the eight nights, he knew that it was a big occasion for not only the Stiffbeards, but for all of the houses of the dwarves. Vadlik slowed, and proffered a leather drinking vessel to Gaelan. The Man took it warily and sniffed it, almost spluttering at the pungent stench of neat spirit. He swigged it anyway; it was colder than he had anticipated, with a blizzard howling down from the nothern hills. The stone under his feet was chilly enough to sap away any warmth his thick socks provided, and Vadlik’s breath puffed out before him in a cloud of wispy vapour. “I don’t know why,” said Vadlik after considering this for a moment. He shrugged. “Something to do? It is cold at this time of year, and we need the light of candles and lamps. The light helps us to see, binds us together. Makes us remember.” Vadlik tapped the side of his skull with a thick, leather-covered finger. At least he had the foresight to bring gloves and a hat with ear-flaps. “Remember is very important to all khazad. Darkness better for remember. The fire good, see many thing in fire when darkness is around.”

Even though the Stiffbeard’s Westron was still quite broken, Gaelan knew exactly what point he was making. There was, he supposed, a reason why even in the religious rites of Men, candles were lit in Temples and a sea of light transformed the prayers of petitioners into an otherworldly experience. Telling stories of old legends in the darkness of a winter night was enhanced by crackling red flames, which leapt and twisted together to create the forms of creatures and figures of ancient times. Remembrance was aided by candlelight, the same way that the races of Middle-Earth had been aided by the rising of the first sun. It was linked in ways that Gaelan couldn’t fully put to words.

They walked together in silence, Gaelan’s huge frame turning heads. Not only was he a Man, of course, but he was also close to seven foot tall. Some dwarves goggled up at him with their jaws hanging open, but Vadlik simply strode in front of him with a proud, disdainful stare, jutting out his jaw as if daring any of them to comment. Gaelan didn’t mind though; he knew his dwarven friend took it more personally (as he suspected he would do if their roles were reversed), but he knew for some more sheltered dwarves it was rare to see someone this tall so far inside Erebor. Still, he greeted everyone with a smile and a ‘Shamukh!’ where appropriate, Vadlik’s liquor burning his oesophagus as he tipped more of it down his throat.

Finally, they stopped in the middle of a square in the Eastern district of Erebor. Here was the confluence of the Red Mountain diaspora among the Longbeards, an enclave where East met West. Gaelan had spent time here, and he smiled down as a few of the dwarves around him waved and shouted his name jovially. Vadlik hugged some other Stiffbeards who were huddled around a brazier at one corner of the square, warming their hands with their hair bedecked in multi-coloured ribbons and the dwarrowdams sporting incredible hats. Something sweet-scented was burning, an incense that Gaelan had last smelled when he had travelled through Kikuama. He breathed in the robust, smoky air, feeling the hair in his nose tingle. A tug at his sleeve brought his gaze down. A small dwarf child was reaching up towards him, shaking something clutched in their fist. He bent down and opened his palm: a small, sticky pastry fell into it. “S’ganit!” Exclaimed Vadlik, who had drunk half the bottle of fire-water and was now weaving. “Very good to eat!” Gaelan popped it in his mouth. It was incredibly oily but coated in a thick layer of sugary syrup that cut through its density. It was delicious. He noticed then that an array of fried foods were being hawked around the edges of the square from various stalls: potato-cakes floated on top of vats of oil; other vendors sold salted, cheese-filled doughs from hand-carts; and a queue of dwarves lined up outside a nearby house, which had the shutters of its kitchen window thrown wide open and a portly Stiffbeard dwarrowdam tipping out rows of s’ganit by the tray full into the hands of customers. “Is this another custom?” Gaelan asked, as he chased Vadlik to the cheese-pastry seller. “Yes,” Vadlik said, waving a handful of coin towards the dwarf, “we have custom to light many oil lanterns, and therefore we eat everything fried in oil!” It was a loose connection to Gaelan, but he didn’t mind. Oil-fried foods was one of his favourite food groups.

After Vadlik had bought Gaelan and himself a dozen pastries and fried potato hashes, which he doused with a dollop of soured cream, they crouched down on the porch of a closed shop-front to eat. “So — what will happen tonight, then?” Gaelan asked, his eyes straying to the huge, unlit candelabra that had been erected in the centre of the square. It was eight-pronged, like a trident, built elaborately from brass. One of the candle-holders was positioned higher than the others at the left-most side, while the others were still lower. It stood around twice his height. “One of the elders of Stiffbeards will light this tonight,” Vadlik said, gesturing towards the candelabra. “They will make blessing for all of us, for our Clan, for our homeland.” “And each of the eight nights,” Gaelan went on, “is to commemorate a different house of the dwarves?” “The eighth night — final night — is for all of us. The seven coming together as one,” Vadlik corrected. “Tonight, night five, is a special night for Stiffbeards. Stiffbeard night tonight. Many songs, many dances. You see costume dances — dwarves will dress as animals and dance: many will dress as one mammoth!” “A mammoth! You mean, one for the head, and one for the arse?” Gaelan laughed, imagining him and Vadlik taking on the role of mammoth-dancing. He’d much prefer to be a head than a backside, though. “No — many dwarf! Sometimes six will be one mammoth on… ah—” Vadlik mimed something being attached to the bottom of his legs. “Stilts? They dance as a mammoth… on stilts?” “Yes,” said Vadlik, raising his eyebrow at him, “no short mammoth. Tall mammoth.” He supposed he was right about that. As more and more dwarves crowded into the square, Vadlik recounted tales of his youth as a drummer for a band of mammoth-dancers, and how competitive difference dancers got; not just those dressed as mammoths, but those who performed as a whole host of beasts and creatures for the fifth-night carnival. Snow leopards, birds, dragons, and even nuruk, ancestral spirits, all came alive in intricate costumes — stitched with a mosaic of spiralling, glittering beadwork, and even outfitted with moving eyes and mouths.

Before that, however, the lights had to be kindled. A hush fell over the square as an elderly Stiffbeard mounted a set of steps next to the candelabra, assisted by a carven cane. Their face was so deeply lined and brown that they looked as though they had been hewn from an ancient oak tree. Their plaited hair stuck out on either side of a huge, tiered fur hat, and their shoulders bowed under the weight of yak-pelt furs. Someone passed them a torch from below the steps, and they raised it high above their head. A few, commanding words of khuzdul were uttered, though their dialect and accent was so thick that Gaelan could barely understand with his limited knowledge of the dwarven tongue. Vadlik, however, intoned the set responses next to him solemnly along with the rumble of the crowd. The Stiffbeard elder bent forwards slightly, and touched the tip of the torch to the first oil well, the largest of the eight. It went up in a spurt of yellow flame. Then, slowly, they lit five more. Even at a distance, Gaelan felt the heat on his forehead, and shouted in a cheer as the whole square erupted in screaming and clapping. He grinned caught sight of Vadlik’s face, dark eyes reflecting the light in their depths. The beginning of a memory, perhaps. “Khag sameakh!” Vadlik said, gripping Gaelan’s forearm. “Khag sameakh, Vadlik,” Gaelan replied. Tonight he would remember the time they met, the words of khuzdul he had been taught that he still held dear, the many times he had sat at a cramped, food-laden dwarven table in a Stiffbeard’s house and been shown boundless hospitality. Tonight, his heart got just a little more dwarven.

#lotr #dwarves #jewish dwarves #tolkien #lotr fanfiction #chanukah

[koshercosplay]

just realized I've written many posts about passover in the shire but almost none about rosh hashanah in the shire??? have a little story set sometime in the years between Bilbo's disappearance but before Frodo leaves.

as summer turns the corner and the wind begins to bite a little, the hobbits get to thinking about boxes of woven scarves and knit sweaters stored away in quiet corners. But Sam Gamgee has a different task: he has been watching over the fruit trees all summer to ensure a good harvest in time for Rosh Hashanah. The pomegranates are ripening nicely, and the apples, oh! the apples of so many varieties, the sour green and the sweet dark red and the bittersweet scarlet. His favorite part, however, is selecting the new fruit of the year. There are so many places he's never been, people he's only heard stories about, food he could only imagine. Recieving that single delivery of new fruit from far-off places with exciting names was always the highlight of this time of year for Sam.

"Well, it may be rather sweet for his tastes, but I do think Mr. Frodo will like it, to be sure." He would say, or perhaps, "Oh! I like the look of this one, but," and here he would scratch his head, a trifle embarrassed, "how does one eat it?"

And do not think the collection of the season's honey to be any less important than the fruit! Elderflower, blackberry, sage, and dandelion were the local favorites, but then of course there's also blueberry, buckwheat, clover, and lindenberry. In fact, the subject of which honey is proper to use on Rosh Hashanah is a matter of great debate in the Shire. The Bagginses are known to be partial to blackberry honey, with it's deep and rich flavors sure to bring goodness into the new year. The Gamgees have always favored clover honey, for that simple, uncomplicated sweetness. And some of the Tooks don't use honey at all, instead dipping their apples into all manner of deliciously spiced and flavored sugars!

So along with the wind and rain and freshly stocked fireplaces, comes a time of remembrance, of a celebration as only hobbits can accomplish. That which is filled with good food, good company, songs and tradition and high spirits all around. On the first night of the new year, the same words can be heard all around the Shire, from the West Farthing to the Brandywine.

Shana Tova Umetuka.

#the more i wrote the more invested i got in this imagery #i am experiencing Feelings about rosh hashanah in the shire #wish id written this before the holiday was over lol #but here #jumblr can have more jewish hobbit headcanons #as a treat #lotr #lord of the rings #sam gamgee #tolkien #judaism #jewish holidays #rosh hashanah #autumn #the shire #jews in middle earth #jewish headcanons #writing #my writing

[mx-paint]

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#its weird when the main points of why buying hgl is fine bc people play skyrim and dragon age and fallout #when like. is your point people are racist in those games? #bc idk if you know this but equating the purposeful racism and antisemitism done by hgl and your favorite just a joke rowling #to like. creatures in a separate game franchise. #that yknow. arent owned by mrs antisemite #like you going 'she didnt make it so its not intentional 🤪' is stupid when the creator of the game shares her views as well #like this persons points arent making any sense bc theyre saying bc theyre native they have a allowance to buy it #bro. listen to the people AFFECTED BY IT 💀 #this is what we call performative activism #like just bc You say 'and i dont tell other people not to buy these games' DOESNT GIVE YOU A PASS TO BUY A BIGOTED GAME #like this person is proudly defending jkr and criticizing other native and jewish people so its no use in arguing w them either way #like just because You dont say anything about the racism in the games you play #and dont tell other people Not to play them #doesnt give you any sort of right to say Other people dont have a right to tell you to not fund a Literal fascist #also like. its weird to challenge a view and compare it to something made that the actual creators have said that if done today #it would be made differently #or Have made it differently in other games #like if jkr had changed views or whatever and said that she would have done it differently is a different story #Tolkien literally did #also its funny to mention they said their dad inspired this talk bc he said 'well the person who got you to think on this is talking to a #specific group of people' and they went 'yeah its not me! im going be antisemitic as shit!!' like babes that aint how it works 💀

[mihrsuri]

Me about Tolkien Adaptations:

Elrond is biracial, the most beautiful person you’ve ever seen and also the kindest

Seriously none of the Numenoreans/Gondorians are white.

Add more women actually.

Someone do my six season Fall of Gondolin series featuring Idril correctly please.

Faramir isn’t white and also my issues with movie Faramir and Elrond

No really so many of these people are not white actually.

Yes I’m a Tolkien Books Person who reads The Silmarillion for fun I still believe all these things.

We are not gatekeeping we are delightedly welcoming actually

Luthien is THE BEST

#lil the tolkien dork #listen there are women in Tolkiens worlds actually #(I love Tolkien but I’m not unaware of his issues at the same time) #(I’m biracial and I’m Jewish and I’m queer)