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you know what gets me about lord of the rings? evil is defeated by people who choose to fight against it without possessing absolute, or even very much, conviction that they can actually win. all the converging story threads that lead to the happy ending are carried out by people who are far, far more convinced that they will fail than that they will succeed, who had only the frailest, most foolish hope, who had blind faith and frequently wavering hearts not peace or ease or certainty.
middle earth isn’t saved because no one faltered or came close to despairing or who sank to their knees in weary defeat. it’s not saved by pride or conviction or even strength. it’s saved because enough people do what they have to do even if they have to do it in the darkness. in the dust. with the ashes of hopelessness and bitterness in their mouths. because enough people took another step. Frodo, Sam, Gandalf, Aragorn, Theoden, Boromir, Faramir, Merry, Pippin. And many don’t. For every hero there is someone who gives into the “reasonableness” of despair—Saruman, Denethor, Grima, even Gollum—but enough. Enough people said “it doesn’t matter if we lose, I will keep fighting” and then they do.
And that GETS me. It is the most hopeful thing about the lord of the rings to me. There is so much that sums up its spirit, so many beautiful quotes and moments, but to me it’s never been the most famous of the quotes about hope and love that hit me hardest but a line from the films. Before the battle for minas tirith, one of the soldiers says “we cannot defeat the armies of Mordor” and Theoden answers “no. but we will meet them in battle nonetheless.”
And I—That is the spirit that leads to the conquering of evil when it comes down to it, when we’re talking about the part played by humanity alone in the fight against evil. Not the conviction you’re going to win, not farsightedness into a perfect future, not perfect inner peace or certainty. But acceptance of the real possibility of defeat, of that defeat being more the reality, the future, of your life than the victory, and then doing the damn thing anyway because goodness is worth fighting for even if you lose.
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Season 4: Opening shots of every episode
Season 3 // Season 2 // Season 1
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listen. fingolfin and denethor aren't so different. both succumb to despair in the face of what seems to them to be the imminent destruction of their peoples. both choose to die on their own terms rather than have death (or worse) come to them. yes, fingolfin goes out in style, but he is the high king of the high elves – and anyway, what does it really achieve? yes, denethor's death on paper seems cowardly, but he is a steward of a crumbling kingdom who has been striving mentally against sauron – what more can anyone expect?
#literally wrote a whole fucking five paragraph essay over discord about thks#silmarillion#fingolfin#fingon is best boy
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I would like to once again recommend listening to worlds beyond number
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"The fish has a wife???"
"Fucking RUN "
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First Spock and Chapel, now La'an and Kirk…
SNW writers are so cruel. They give us awesome couples with great potential but then there is TOS!
#spock x chapel#spock and chapel#star trek snw#star trek strange new worlds#strange new worlds#la'an x kirk#spock#christine chapel#la'an noonien singh#james t. kirk
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Inside the Barbie Dreamhouse (June 16, 2023)
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Pride and Steel
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/niXCgpA
by silmarilz1701
In a matter of moments, the Haladin lost everything. Haleth had lost everything: her father, Haldad, and her twin brother, Haldar. But she doesn’t need hope to continue the fight against the orcs. She needs only steel and pride.
Words: 611, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of Tolkien One-shots
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: Gen
Characters: Haleth of the Haladin
Additional Tags: Haladin | House of Haleth, War of the Jewels
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/niXCgpA
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Hey! Is 'War, Wisdom, and Wildflowers' complete?
Hey there! It's complete in the sense that I don't have any immediate plans to add to it. However it's a non-linear one shot collection, so who knows. If something strikes my fancy and won't get out of my head, I may add to it someday in the future.
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A real quick pondering Curufin doodle for @herinke9
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Walk With the Shadows
Status: Complete | Final Word Count: 120,803
Archive of Our Own | Wattpad | Fanfiction.Net
Sometimes Demigods choose the wrong side.
At the end of the Second Titan War, death redeems Luke Castellan and Ethan Nakamura. But what happens to the living? After all, the Olympians have been called many things, but forgiving is not one of them. So three reject children from Cabin 11, Alex son of Hermes, Kitty daughter of Tyche, and Ophelia daughter of Hecate, set out on a quest to save them all. And maybe take a vacation in Disney World.
Set between The Last Olympian and The Lost Hero
Thank you so much to @luluxa for the fabulous character art commissions!
Excerpt, Chapter Twenty-One
When the first Laistrygonian had turned towards them at the bus stop, Alex briefly thought he was some disgruntled Philadelphian tired of hearing New Yorkers infiltrating their city. But then he'd seen the teeth, and the truly disgusting haircut, and known they were screwed. Especially when the Laistrygonian whistled and five more eight foot ogre-like monsters stood up out of the crowd.
So he'd grabbed Ophelia and Kitty and just started running. As Alex dodged yet another tree root, he cursed the city of brotherly love. It seemed as though they hadn't stopped running since.
They kept I-95 in sight. Alex had guided him best he could through forests and fields and little rural towns too small for monsters to care about. 48 hours ago, they'd left Camp Half-Blood to zero fanfare and much lamenting.
48 hours later, Alex sprinted through a forest just north of Baltimore, hellhounds nipping at his heels. He could hear Ophelia and Kitty up ahead. He made them go first. Ophelia couldn't do much but swing her dagger during the day, and Kitty, while handy with a sword when necessary, had never been the best at melee combat. So Alex let the dogs breathe down his neck. It wasn't the first time hellhounds had tried to kill him. And he guessed it wouldn't be the last.
Early morning light and the blood of Hermes guided his footing. He clasped Vindication in his hand, still in bracelet form. Howling and pounding paws sounded behind him. He'd hoped the trees would slow the dogs down. But it didn't seem to do much.
Alex stumbled. He cursed as he fell to the ground, throwing his hands out to slow his fall. His face met leaf litter and stones. It took a moment for the air to refill his lungs. Baying of hounds and gnashing teeth grew closer and closer. Alex felt himself shaking. He had more to live for now than he ever had in the Battle of Manhattan. But his muscles wouldn't respond. Not quickly.
He rolled onto his back. A black hound's fanged face blocked out the trees and sky above. Where its tar-like drool fell, his skin sizzled and burned. Alex screamed in anger. Channeling every drop of fury in his body, he summoned Vindication as a sword. The shining celestial bronze blade sliced straight up through the hellhound baring down on top of him.
Alex scrambled up. Anger and adrenaline fueled every movement. He had a job to do. He had children to save. He had to make Luke proud, do what he had been unable to achieve.
Three more massive shadow hounds charged through the trees. He reached behind his head for an arrow. He grabbed empty air.
It is with such a sigh of relief that I can say this fic is DONE. I've had so much fun writing it over the last six months. I'll definitely miss the characters. Who knows. Maybe I'll write another one.
Tiny Taglist: @adamantiumdragonfly @thoughpoppiesblow @chaosklutz @wexhappyxfew
#percy jackson#rick riordan#fanfiction#archive of our own#fanfic#ao3#pjo#percy jackson and the Olympians#writing#walk with the shadows#julianne's day#shameless self reblog
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798, 799, 800 for the GR8!
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Goal 600
20th all time. People doubted him sayin he was washed up, can't do it. It's impossible.
Goal 700
Overshadowed by the leafs losin to their own zamboni driver (which tbh is still fuckin funny)
Goal 800
oh oh fuck he can LITERALLY do it he can fuckin DO IT
There's no doubt this time or anyone to overshadow him. No-one's doubtin him now. It's just a matter of When.
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