when it comes to my Bleach/Silmarillion crossover where Maeglin dies, loses his memories and falls into Hueco Mundo (subsequently becoming a hollow)– one of the fun things to come up with is what the FUCK is going on in Arda while Maeglin is gone.
Of course, the second age and third age go as planned, the lord of the rings happens unchanged, because Middle Earth is divorced from the dead. Elves reembody into Aman, not Middle Earth and so no one in ME has any idea that Maeglin is lost to Arda (nor would this fact really change,,, any events).
But in Aman? Tolkien doesn't really talk about what's going on in Aman. In that way it's sort of a blank slate because– are the Feanorian followers allowed to leave the Halls and if they are, how are they settling into society? Who are they giving their loyalty to? Has the system of government changed over the years? What are Teleri-Noldo relations like, several Ages after the First Kinslaying? What is the balance of authority and power like with so many kings, queens and lords stuffed into one land? Who has reembodied and who refuses? How does the absence of well known figures (Finwë, Míriel, Fëanáro and his sons, Celebrimbor, Maeglin, entire generations preceding Finwë) shape politics and healing? Who forgives, who tries to forget, and who holds onto their grudges?
I imagine that at first, no one is looking for Maeglin. Why would they? He just betrayed Gondolin and caused the deaths of a good chunk of people. Those newly-dead aren't going to want to even look at him. Those that survived and sail to Valinor (like Idril) are glad to not see him among the reembodied. They aren't going to look a gift-horse in the mouth and ask questions.
The only ones who would want Maeglin back are his parents.
On the topic of Eöl, I personally find it more interesting if he wasn't evil and his and Aredhel's relationship was happy and healthy for a time. The progression of a paranoid, traumatized parent and husband trying his best to what Eöl ended up doing just. makes a bit more sense to me, especially because I keep the bit of canon where elves can't have kids accidentally. I imagine Eöl passes through the Halls in a matter of decades instead of centuries, not because he is fast to heal, but because being in the domain and under the mercy of a Vala is doing the opposite of helping him. And since he's out before Gondolin falls and lives in solitude, he even doesn't know that Maeglin has died until Aredhel reembodies and personally hunts him down to interrogate him on whether his curse (his prophecy) consigned their son to fading.
It didn't. (With where their son is now, it might have been kinder if it had.)
On Aredhel's end: she searched for her son for years within the Halls before Námo came to her, troubled, and told her that Maeglin is not in his Halls, nor reembodied in Aman, nor wandering Middle Earth– that by all accounts, Maeglin is not in Arda at all. So her son is gone, and her brother is too upset to see it, and Gondolin's people hate him enough that they would celebrate this, and when Aredhel reembodies, her niece tells her she is glad that Aredhel is freed from being bound to evil (her husband) and having borne evil (her son). Her mother embraces her but cannot forgive her for leaving her, her father sees the daughter she was and not the daughter she is, and her other brothers think she grieves having been controlled and misled. No one in her family knows her son and husband as anything but a traitor and her killer– no one in her family knows her as she is now, the Aredhel who left Gondolin and courted a elf who carried grief entangled in his every step in the dark, beautiful forest he claimed as a home. Who lived there of her own free will and had a son of her own free will, and loved them, for all that it ended horribly.
Aredhel has been mistranslated her entire life. She has borne it with what little forgiveness she has. She finds, now, she can bear it no longer.
As time goes on, some members of the family that never met him nearly forget Maeglin ever existed. Reembodied elves of Gondolin write histories of their city and Aredhel stops visiting Tirion entirely for all the stares she receives. There is still no understanding of Aredhel among the Nolofinwions for all their love and she tires of it quicker and quicker. She ends up repairing and renewing her marriage to Eöl (there is much Aredhel can forgive for understanding) and it is not the same as before everything fell apart, but it is theirs.
Maeglin will be gone six Ages before his parents succeed in calling him home. He'll be different too, older, sharper, traumatized, his body strange, but still their child.
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Impulsive Sewing Project of the Week
Because I lack self control, I decided to make this bag on Thursday, and finish it Friday night. It is all hand sewn, including the embroidery, with a wool crepe exterior and silk twill lining (because that is what I had in my scrap bag in large enough pieces). Sides and draw string are finger looped braid made from a linen/cotton blend yarn. I may replace the draw string with a lucet cord instead, since I finally got a lucet yesterday, but I am pretty happy with how it turned out on the whole.
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a friendly reminder that jgy doesn’t “tell nmj that he’s more important than all those people he’s killed”.
nie mingjue asks two questions.
one, “are you saying your life is more valuable than theirs?” (高贵),
and second, “are you saying you’re different from them?” (不同)
to which jin guangyao says, “yes. of course we’re different!”
he doesn’t say, “of course my life is more valuable!”, note.
these are two separate questions, and he only answers the last one that, in my opinion, is the most mindboggling one.
nmj asks a son of a sex worker, reviled, harassed and bullied just for existing, if he’s any different than other people. nie mingjue, who’s SEEN the way he was treated and stepped forward himself to confront those people.
the same nie mingjue who thinks he’s a l w a y s killed people for a reason, and that it’s fair for him to kill, but when jgy kills it’s always cruel, needless spilling of blood. yknow, despite the saber.
this nmj gets so furious at jgy stating that he’s not like other people that he kicks him down the stairs.
🆗🆒👍
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There's nothing so rural German as Schützenfest
5km marschieren bei greller Sonne und mit mittelmäßig gespielten Märschen, der erste zwischenstop beim König kommt in sicht und du realisierst: das Tiefe Blech hat den Roten bereits auf :')
Endlich auf dem Schießplatz angekommen. Eine Tuba musste das letzte Stück getragen werden. Ein bisschen Schwund ist immer.
Einzug ins Zelt, das Preußens Gloria klingt als würde es eine ägyptische Militärband spielen, die ersten Trompeten kommen ins schwanken.
Die Erste Klarinette verpasst ihren Einsatz, der Präsentiermarsch klingt als möchte der König lieber nicht auftreten.
Das Schlagwerk hat den Kasten Bier der der Kapelle gestellt wurde leer.
Nach den Reden. Der Dirigent gibt auf und lässt das Tenorhorn Takt geben. Macht sich ein Bier aus dem neuen Kastrn auf.
Die Querflöten trillern mutig weiter. Auch beim Walzer.
Endlich ist der Tag geschafft, du seufzt in Erleichterung. Nur um wieder hoch zu schrecken. Morgen ist um 10:00 Uhr Antritt!
Die Kapelle schaut sich an, zuckt mit den Schultern und verabredet sich auf Sonntagmorgen zum Frühschoppen.
Sonntagmorgen: Königsschießen.
Nach und nach versammelt man sich langsam im Zelt. Der Schlagzeuger hat nicht geschlafen, der Aufbautrupp verzweifelt am Schlagwerk.
Um 10:30 kann dann endlich angefangen werden, die schützen sind schon seit 1000 dabei. Um 10:45 kommt noch ein Saxophon angerannt, es hätte nach gestern Abend sein Instrument nicht mehr finden können.
Jetzt wo alle da sind kann ja richtig losgelegt werden. Dirigent hebt drn Taktstock, will zu einer Polka ansetzen.
Da tönt der Lautsprecher. Der König wurde ermittelt!
Der Dirigent ändert die order. Tusch!
Hinten hat das tiefe blech nichts mitbekommen und spielt die Polka. Die Klarinetten drehen sich verärgert nach hinten.
Der Kasten Bier ist schon wieder leer.
Wann war endlich Mittagspause?
Kurz vorm Festzug kommt panisch eine Querflöte angelaufen. Ihr Instrument tut nicht mehr! Sie hält das Instrument hoch, aus den Löchern tropft Grüner.
Der Dirigent schüttelt den Kopf und macht sich noch ein Bier auf.
"Legs in die Sonne zum trocknen" , rät eine Querflöte der andern.
Bei den Klarinetten wird gekichert.
Einreihen gleicht eher der Reise nach Jerusalem. Irgendwann ist eine Posaune verloren gegangen.
Die Locke kann jeder auch im vollsuff spielen, bei den nächsten Märschen werden die Töne nach bestem ermessen geraten.
"Die klingen sowieso alle gleich!" beschwert sich ein Horn.
"Kannste einen, kannste alle", nickt das Altsaxophon.
"Ich kann gar keinen!" meint eine dritte Klarinette, und spielt mit Eifer den falschen Ton.
Im Zelt angekommen werden mit Vorfreude die Schlager ausgepackt. Das Marschbuch wird gerne bis zum nächsten Schützenfest in der Westentasche vergessen.
Hinter dem Zelt hat man auch endlich die fehlende Posaune wieder gefunden. Nach seinem "kurzen Mittagsschlaf" ist er auch der einzige der beim abspielen im Zelt alle Töne trifft.
Die Schützen schunkeln begeistert mit.
Ältere Dame kommt zum Dirigenten und meint was hätten wir schön gespielt. Betretenes Schweigen. Die Klarinetten kichern schon wieder.
Älterer Herr folgt der älteren Dame und fragt ob wir auch Wünsche annehmen. Ded Dirigent nickt und der Herr wünscht sich Radetzky Marsch.
Auf einen Schalg sind alle wieder nüchtern.
Der Dirigent nickt der Kapelle zu. Es wird verzweifelt nach Noten gekramt. Als jeder soweit ist, hebt der Dirigent den Taktstock und...
"Pergament-Pergament-PergamentPAPIER!"
Das Schlagwerk hat den dritten Kasten Bier auf.
Der Dirigent senkt den Taktstock und seufzt. Die Kapelle lacht.
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I wonder if we would have gotten more standalone episodes of the kids interacting in odd pairs if TOH got a proper season three. Maybe an episode where Amity and Gus go into town to do research at the museum, Willow and Vee fix the old house and have a heart-to-heart, or some sort of continuation of Amity and Hunter’s earlier conflict back in Eclipse Lake where he threatened her girlfriend.
The only acknowledgement we get of this snippet of continuity is in the second to last episode of season two with the balcony scene where you can see Hunter giving Amity the side eye in the background, but after that, the show doesn’t have time to acknowledge that these two have personal beef that never got resolved. There’s no Katara and Zuko moment, "I was the first one to trust you!” when they escape to the human realm and finally have time to stop and breathe and figure out what their feelings are about the other.
Which I think sucks for Amity because before Hunter showed up she was the most developed kid character outside of Luz. She has an entire character arc, the one who changes the most (emotionally and physically), her entire family contributes to the plot and is given way more screen time than Gus and Willow’s dads combined.
Yet, her relationship with the friendship group is the most underdeveloped. Hunter should be the odd man out, as he is still relatively new and was working for the big bad a couple of episodes ago, but he’s more integrated into the group than Amity who has been here since the beginning and also started as Luz’s initial rival. Hunter has been given the time to develop a personal connection with almost every one of the kids, whereas Amity still feels like “The girlfriend who hangs out with them sometimes”
Her main connection to everyone else is through Luz and the implication seems to be if she’s not around then Amity has no reason to be around. It’s only because they’re trapped in the human realm Amity is now forced to be in scenes where Luz isn’t around. It took nearly all of season 2 before the writers finally addressed the elephant in the room that Luz is dating her best friend’s former bully, which was a legit concern for some people who loved the ship but were worried about the implications if that conflict never got resolved and Willow just had to grin and bare it.
Heck, I don’t think Amity and Gus exchanged a single line of dialogue in all three seasons!
Thanks To Them was definately a Luz and Hunter centric episode, but I think Amity would have benefitted the most if we had a proper season three, considering the show can no longer shove Willow and Gus out of the narrative for more Blight Family insanity. Even if her family is way more interesting than Willow and Gus at this point.
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Lady Althea Campbell was a woman who, when she had things to do which she deemed important, worked her fingers to the bone to get it done. It had to be done as safely, efficiently and with as much care as she could give anything.
For the couple of years she had laid a lot of groundwork in trying to establish a town on the acres she owned out in the beautiful countryside.
So far, her lifelong dream was coming to life. Her hard work was paying off and for the most part, it had been a massive success.
They were approaching the year’s anniversary of her and the first founders moving in and it almost made her emotional if she thought too much about it. It had been so hard at times but her residents were like an extended family.
Despite a recent let-down which had stressed Althea out to no end, she was starting to put that behind her and focus on what was the most important date in her life.
Her wedding to the love of her life.
Thomas Norman.
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