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essenceofarda · 3 months
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#WIP! I'm losing steam on this tonight, but i felt like sharing it :>
you ever think about how there were probably tons of paintings and sculptures and art of Arwen around Rivendell, considering her beauty and status as the daughter of the lord of the house,, and how little Estel (Aragorn) probably grew up looking at these pieces of art, falling in love with her and the stories about her,, i have a whole story idea around this concept :'>
and then the lucky guy gets to grow up and marry his blorbo how absolutely iconic of him
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Aragorn: I kinda have a crush on someone but I'm worried about telling you who it is because you're not going to like it.
Elrond: Just rip off the bandage and do it.
Aragorn: It's Arwen.
Elrond: Put the bandage back on.
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tournamentpollsinc · 3 months
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Round One
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I Will Be With You Always
@tolkienrsb 2023 entry
Artist: @seagull-energy / Im_not_creative_with_names
Author: @nocompromise-noregrets / likethenight
Characters/relationships: Arwen, Aragorn/Arwen
Rating: G
Tags: Introspection, Character Study, Character Death, Reminiscing, Memories, Bittersweet Ending, Angst and Feels, Reunions, Peace, Post-Canon
Warning: Major Character Death
Word Count: 5,345
Summary: As she waits to reunite with her love, Arwen muses on the life she has lived.
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vesper93 · 3 months
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Aragorn meets Boromir for the first time, and battles with the weight of his destiny alongside the darkness of his past...
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Let me know what you think!
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raointean · 1 year
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I accidentally broke my friends during our Lord of the Rings watch-party. I explained that Aragorn and Arwen were first cousins (about a bajillion times removed).
Someone starts singing "Sweet Home Alabama" every time they have a scene together.
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Elrond telling Aragorn he can only be worthy of Arwen if he accepts his own birthright and claims his throne like !!!!
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katajainen · 1 year
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Caught by the First Winter's Chill (783 words) by katajainen Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aragorn | Estel/Arwen Undómiel Characters: Arwen Undómiel, Aragorn | Estel Additional Tags: The Paths of the Dead, The Oathbreakers, The Grey Company, Introspection, Mortality, Huddling For Warmth, No beta - provided as is, The Stone of Erech - Freeform, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Series: Part 1 of February Ficlet Challenge 2018
Summary:
Ghosts of Men should hold no dread to the daughter of Elrond. Yet their presence weighs cold and relentless upon her spirit, and there seems little she can do to banish the chill. But she finds solace in the oldest and simplest of remedies: the warmth of another.
Set in an 'Arwen rides south with her brothers and the Grey Company' AU (because she made Aragorn such a fancy standard she might as well deliver it personally).
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Part 4 of 24 of the thing where I repost a random selection of my old fics in lieu of an actual advent story. Consider it a holiday treat!
I still think of this AU sometimes, and wonder how much the canon text would change - or how little.
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emilybeemartin · 11 months
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I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.
My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813
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*electric guitar riff*
And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like
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autistook · 5 months
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I love social media
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velvet4510 · 2 days
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NEW VERSION. :)
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Pippin: why does Lady Arwen call you babygirl?
Aragorn: how about we stop talking for a while.
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maedictus · 3 months
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I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.
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hi so I just reread our trsb collaboration from last year and aaaaaaaaaaa it's so so good and I'm crying again even though I've read it at least five times before
I always find that there's something deeply lonely about the end of a story when all the familiar characters are dead or gone and the world is left to the next generation, but at the same time this one is still so full of joy and even though it's about the end and only vaguely describes the 100+ years in between it and the end of RotK, Arwen's life feels so rich and full of friendship and love and words cannot describe how much it makes me feel things.
And then there's all the beautiful little character details!!! Arwen wishing she could've shared her life with her mother???? The uncertainty of the twins' choice but also the "maybe there's always supposed to be one of each" and also the idea that they might stay and be the guardians of Middle Earth because it'll always be their home in a way that Valinor just isn't???? Gimli pledging to give Arwen's love to Galadriel????? EVERYTHING about the garden in Minas Tirith???? DID I MENTION THE TWINS??????? Augh. It's just. so perfect.
And of course. Hearing the wedding vows. The pledge. The bouquet. "what use would her mortal shell have for empty proximity, when their spirits are forever intertwined?" I have no words. I cannot possibly describe the emotions this is evoking in me.
Ok I will shut up now but ONE MORE THING. The second to last paragraph? Makes me sob. So much. It's so unbelievably beautiful and well expressed and I love it deeply with my entire being.
aaaaaaaaa! thank you SO MUCH, my lovely! I so enjoyed working with you on that one and I'm just thrilled that you like it so much <333333333 it was one of those that just kind of wrote itself, once it got going, and it went off in all manner of directions I wasn't quite expecting (Gimli was a particular surprise XD although I have to confess the twins were deliberate, as they always are with me :D ) I've been sort of circling Arwen and Celebrían and the twins for a long time (including all three TRSBs I've done, in one way or another) and I feel like I'm getting closer to them, although still not quite close enough to write the twins-make-their-choice fic I've been trying to do for ages. (nearly ready to write a reunion in Valinor, because that absolutely is the endgame, but the actual thinking and considering and dithering and finally coming to a decision is still eluding me)...anyway, I'm so delighted it's stuck with you and thank you so very much for letting me know, you've pretty much made my year. <333333333
(and if anyone else wants to read 5k of Arwen at Cerin Amroth contemplating her life, right at the end of it, and see some utterly beautiful art, it's here: I Will Be With You Always)
Her own reunion draws ever closer, in the place where the spirits of Men go, the place unknown to the Elves; at long last she will leave behind half of her heritage for ever. It has always been with her, even after she made her choice, it has stayed with her to the end of her days, but now it will leave her at last, or she will leave it. It is time for her to make that last sundering, to join her uncle and all of the cousins she never knew and turn her back on her closest family for ever. She has thought about this moment, contemplated it, turned it over in her mind, many times over the years, and since Aragorn has been gone, it has occupied her thoughts more and more. She has always thought that she would know when the time came, and now she is certain that it is drawing ever closer. She can almost hear his voice, that dear, dear sound, dearer to her than any other, singing the Lay of Lúthien just as he had on that evening so long ago when first they met, calling her home to him at last. He has been her hope for so long, the hope of Middle-Earth for longer - the twins called him ‘Estel’ all his life, although everyone else, once he was grown, used his proper name or called him ‘Strider’, and once he was King those who did not know him called him ‘Elessar’; but the twins, of course, always did things their way, and though he was the high hope of all free peoples, for the twins, Arwen thinks, he was their own hope, though they dressed it up in teasing banter. They could not defeat the Enemy on their own, she knows they knew this, and she thinks they knew, also, that if anyone could, it would be Aragorn - Estel, named by his mother because she knew it too.
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vesper93 · 3 months
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A bit of Aragorn/Arwen fluff when he's in Imladris before the Fellowship sets out.
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ynnu-64 · 2 months
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Kind of photo redraw
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