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Roleplaying blog for Maglor, son of Fëanor, from J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Silmarilion.</description><title>Wandering Minstrel</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @minstrelmaglor)</generator><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>REBLOG IF YOUR MUSE IS A HOT DAD</title><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174968922108</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174968922108</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2018 00:32:12 -0700</pubDate><category>((I mean yeah))</category><category>ooc</category></item><item><title>cerulean-shark:
Someone: *casually mentions Tolkien*
Me:
</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://cerulean-shark.tumblr.com/post/174948211342/someone-casually-mentions-tolkien-me" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;cerulean-shark&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Someone: *casually mentions Tolkien*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="417" data-orig-width="435"&gt;&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/edeb224137b8882254c6cd1c32d70fa2/tumblr_inline_pafcvhdxNO1v0jx84_500.png" data-orig-height="417" data-orig-width="435"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174968758383</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174968758383</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Jun 2018 00:22:57 -0700</pubDate><category>((THE MOST ACCURATE ME EVER))</category><category>ooc</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/0a25935b0ab6efa9aa5ca3abd32887eb/tumblr_p8mafjfjC01vonbf7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174575626640</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174575626640</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2018 14:00:41 -0700</pubDate><category>((fucking accurate))</category><category>atya</category><category>images</category><category>queue</category></item><item><title>verymaedhros:Silmarillion ships: classified</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/c915307b0799db874c4bba53c53a5b21/tumblr_p9mhooIqz81va9luvo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://verymaedhros.tumblr.com/post/174453817552/silmarillion-ships-classified" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;verymaedhros&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silmarillion ships: classified&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174548890048</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174548890048</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2018 18:00:37 -0700</pubDate><category>((accurate af))</category><category>ooc</category><category>queue</category></item><item><title>♥ - for my muse to use bad pick up lines on your muse (whilst possibly drunk) (for a modern au maybe? though if you can think of a good way to do it as a middle earth plot that works too :p)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;He’d gotten so far, only to fail now. Past the border patrols of Mirkwood, past the palace guards, past every line of defense the Woodland Realm had to offer. In the days after the Battle of Unnumbered Tears, Maglor and his brothers had taken shelter with the Laiquendi, and from them learned the woodland ways of stealth. They’d served him well, up to this point.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Most would call it foolish, braving the wrath of the Sindar and Nandor for so small a thing as what he sought. A little velvet pouch, dropped at his campsite by accident–and by accident, picked up by a passing Silvan Elf, and taken into the Greenwood. The contents of the pouch were little: a plain golden ring, a plain silver ring, and a little sapphire pendant on a silver chain.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But to Maglor, they were much more. Those were his betrothal and wedding rings, and the wedding gift he received from his mother-in-law. Even though he had long since fallen out of love with his wife, Aiwë had always been his best friend, and he still cared for her deeply. More than that, the humble jewelry was of Valinor. They were irreplacable pieces of a home that had been forever lost to him.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;In order to evade the palace guards, Maglor had ducked into a wine cellar–only to find that the guardhouse was just across the hall. He could hear them through the door, laughing and throwing dice. There was no way out–and Maglor began to despair.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Thankfully, there were several casks of Dorwinion wine locked in with him to assuage his despair.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Such a drink! The son of Feanor had not been this drunk since the First Age, in his days at Himring, when Dwarves, Men, and Elves would each bring their own manor of liquor and throw raccous parties to stave off the bleakness. He remembered getting into trouble with that; too much alcohol tended to make him rather amorous. But it was hard to focus on that just now, when he felt so warm and tingly! His face was becoming a bit numb, but that only made him want to laugh–and sing. And sing he did, pacing up and down the cellar, a sweetly-crooning, inebriated siren.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;He forgot to be afraid of capture; afraid of the idea that the Sindar might recognize him as a Kinslayer, as a Feanorian, and put him to death; afraid of the rumors of Mirkwood’s wrathful King. He didn’t recognize the King when he entered, either–he wouldn’t have recognized his own hand in front of his face. Granted, Maglor looked nothing like a former King himself–he was a vagabond in tattered clothes, brown hair dirty and lopped off just below the ears, his form and face gaunt from malnourishment, pale and shadow-eyed from the sickness of his long grief.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“My, well…aren’t you wondrous-fair,” he purred, smiling lopsidedly at Thranduil. Maglor somehow made a saunter look like a stagger as he approached the King, eyes hooding. “What’s a lovely place like you doing in a thing like this?”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174546857228</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174546857228</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2018 16:44:51 -0700</pubDate><category>thraaaaaaaanduuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiil</category><category>third age</category></item><item><title>♥ - for my muse to use bad pick up lines on your muse (whilst possibly drunk) (for a modern au maybe? though if you can think of a good way to do it as a middle earth plot that works too :p)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;He’d gotten so far, only to fail now. Past the border patrols of Mirkwood, past the palace guards, past every line of defense the Woodland Realm had to offer. In the days after the Battle of Unnumbered Tears, Maglor and his brothers had taken shelter with the Laiquendi, and from them learned the woodland ways of stealth. They’d served him well, up to this point.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Most would call it foolish, braving the wrath of the Sindar and Nandor for so small a thing as what he sought. A little velvet pouch, dropped at his campsite by accident–and by accident, picked up by a passing Silvan Elf, and taken into the Greenwood. The contents of the pouch were little: a plain golden ring, a plain silver ring, and a little sapphire pendant on a silver chain.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But to Maglor, they were much more. Those were his betrothal and wedding rings, and the wedding gift he received from his mother-in-law. Even though he had long since fallen out of love with his wife, Aiwë had always been his best friend, and he still cared for her deeply. More than that, the humble jewelry was of Valinor. They were irreplacable pieces of a home that had been forever lost to him.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;In order to evade the palace guards, Maglor had ducked into a wine cellar–only to find that the guardhouse was just across the hall. He could hear them through the door, laughing and throwing dice. There was no way out–and Maglor began to despair.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Thankfully, there were several casks of Dorwinion wine locked in with him to assuage his despair.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Such a drink! The son of Feanor had not been this drunk since the First Age, in his days at Himring, when Dwarves, Men, and Elves would each bring their own manor of liquor and throw raccous parties to stave off the bleakness. He remembered getting into trouble with that; too much alcohol tended to make him rather amorous. But it was hard to focus on that just now, when he felt so warm and tingly! His face was becoming a bit numb, but that only made him want to laugh–and sing. And sing he did, pacing up and down the cellar, a sweetly-crooning, inebriated siren.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;He forgot to be afraid of capture; afraid of the idea that the Sindar might recognize him as a Kinslayer, as a Feanorian, and put him to death; afraid of the rumors of Mirkwood’s wrathful King. He didn’t recognize the King when he entered, either–he wouldn’t have recognized his own hand in front of his face. Granted, Maglor looked nothing like a former King himself–he was a vagabond in tattered clothes, brown hair dirty and lopped off just below the ears, his form and face gaunt from malnourishment, pale and shadow-eyed from the sickness of his long grief.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“My, well…aren’t you wondrous-fair,” he purred, smiling lopsidedly at Thranduil. Maglor somehow made a saunter look like a stagger as he approached the King, eyes hooding. “What’s a lovely place like you doing in a thing like this?”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174545858223</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174545858223</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2018 16:08:04 -0700</pubDate><category>((oh my god this took NO thought his response was IMMEDIATE))</category><category>thraaaaaaaanduuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiil</category><category>third age</category></item><item><title>ms–sunny:Now no balrog shall touch him</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/14b258ee8a0c57c5c89d01b22ec51ccb/tumblr_p342szqb0y1vonbf7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://ms--sunny.tumblr.com/post/170112012415/now-no-balrog-shall-touch-him" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;ms–sunny&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now no balrog shall touch him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174543950453</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174543950453</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2018 15:00:44 -0700</pubDate><category>((OH MY GOD))</category><category>glorfindel yes</category><category>images</category></item><item><title>acommonanomaly:
Russingon for @nixiegenesis, because you drew...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/a46044bf22fab4b86c68533500a6eb7f/tumblr_p91rjtG8tp1sjcbxdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://acommonanomaly.tumblr.com/post/174093001543/russingon-for-nixiegenesis-because-you-drew-them" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;acommonanomaly&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Russingon for &lt;a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/mPHxuZOwTrhBsvSUZAGheGw"&gt;@nixiegenesis&lt;/a&gt;, because you drew them for me! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When Maedhros can’t sleep he tries to keep still so as not to wake Fingon, and he watches the sun rise.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174542196949</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174542196949</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2018 14:00:32 -0700</pubDate><category>((AAAAAAAAAH</category><category>I will never ever ever tire of them EVER))</category><category>maitimo</category><category>findekano</category><category>images</category><category>queue</category></item><item><title>acommonanomaly:
Quick Russingon because I’m procrastinating. =)</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/d3e226f88d1462856e4dc03f490e57b5/tumblr_p9gkfgfG3T1sjcbxdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://acommonanomaly.tumblr.com/post/174348774738/quick-russingon-because-im-procrastinating" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;acommonanomaly&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quick Russingon because I’m procrastinating. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174515181725</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174515181725</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2018 18:00:35 -0700</pubDate><category>((NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR RUSSINGON))</category><category>maitimo</category><category>findekano</category><category>images</category><category>queue</category></item><item><title>acommonanomaly:

Pouty Makalaurë! He’s stuck at some boring...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/8669f77c5375fe8830151b9055ae0d8d/tumblr_p9ii4wtaeO1sjcbxdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://acommonanomaly.tumblr.com/post/174383802368/pouty-makalaur%C3%AB-hes-stuck-at-some-boring-social" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;acommonanomaly&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pouty Makalaurë! He’s stuck at some boring social gathering and Nelyo is already giving him that look that means “smile, Káno, &lt;i&gt;people are watching,&lt;/i&gt;” and he doesn’t even want to know who Curufinwë just insulted or what prank Tyelkormo has planned that is making him grin like that, he just wants to go home and compose this song before someone starts talking to him and the music fades away to nothing. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel you, Makalaurë.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174509073033</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174509073033</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2018 14:00:28 -0700</pubDate><category>((i LOVE POUTY VALINOR MAKALAURE BLESS))</category><category>makalaure</category><category>images</category><category>queue</category></item><item><title>first-son-of-finwe:
minstrelmaglor:


first-son-of-finwe:

“Why...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/30784d0f0a22e1c19673f0c2a2668a0f/tumblr_p9otm8GjUF1urnv4ao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://first-son-of-finwe.tumblr.com/post/174495421755/minstrelmaglor-first-son-of-finwe-why-do-my" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;first-son-of-finwe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174493682393/first-son-of-finwe-why-do-my-sons-judge-me-like" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;minstrelmaglor&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://first-son-of-finwe.tumblr.com/post/174493456825/why-do-my-sons-judge-me-like-this" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;first-son-of-finwe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Why do my sons judge me like this”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://tmblr.co/mkGSx8W05feBgXmQgNNzhRQ"&gt;@tyelko-thefair&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="https://tmblr.co/mU2YW9Jtk82JmyMMfMUYtiQ"&gt;@minstrelmaglor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Because at the end of the day, you’ll make ME clean up the mess.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“Shut up and go get the fire extinguisher.” &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;

“Next time you yell at me for playing my harp at 3 am, I &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; remind you of this. -_-  *but he’s going*”

&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174508736233</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174508736233</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2018 13:47:32 -0700</pubDate><category>he has accepted his fate</category><category>because he somehow still loves these idiots XD</category><category>firstsonoffinwe</category></item><item><title>Hats off to C. Tolkien</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://arianaofimladris.tumblr.com/post/174495971452/hats-off-to-c-tolkien" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;arianaofimladris&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://levade.tumblr.com/post/174478321381/hats-off-to-c-tolkien" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;levade&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://chiliadicorum.tumblr.com/post/174478060562/hats-off-to-c-tolkien" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;chiliadicorum&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have no clue why or how I started thinking about it but I really think I am going to cry when C. Tolkien passes away. Hearing of his resignation from the Tolkien Estate was like the first time I read the ending of LotR (so frickin sad and heartbreaking but still such a beautiful and respect-inspiring thing), but I know the time’s coming when he’ll be on his own ship into the West and just…ugh.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am so excited for the book on Gondolin he’s releasing later this year, but then I realized that this might possibly be his actual last book ever (he did say the Beren&amp;amp;Luthien one would be his last). Just thinking about that and his resignation made it hit me just how much he has gifted us. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I mean, he didn’t have to do this. He didn’t have to do any of this. I really do hope he’s somehow aware of how much we absolutely &lt;b&gt;cherish &lt;/b&gt;his father’s work, of how much we indescribably &lt;i&gt;appreciate&lt;/i&gt; all the work he himself has done to expand on it and provide us what his dad couldn’t before he passed away. This story, this whole legendarium…it had such a profound impact on my life that I can’t imagine a life having not read it, not having dived into it and loving it so damn much. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wasn’t alive when JRR Tolkien died. And it just feels like with C. Tolkien, the last page of the book will be turned, and closed, a book of an absolute masterpiece that’s been open and explored for decades, all thanks to him. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Really, hats off to you, sir. I really do believe the Tolkien fandom wouldn’t exist as it does today, if at all, if not for you.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We would never have read The Silmarillion if he hadn’t tackled putting it together.  Have to appreciate that!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I actually cried reading Beren and Luthien introduction where he says it may be his last work.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m crying now and this 100% belongs on my blog, reminder to everyone how much we owe this fantastic man&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174508559593</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174508559593</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2018 13:40:32 -0700</pubDate><category>ooc</category></item><item><title>first-son-of-finwe:
“Why do my sons judge me like...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/30784d0f0a22e1c19673f0c2a2668a0f/tumblr_p9otm8GjUF1urnv4ao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://first-son-of-finwe.tumblr.com/post/174493456825/why-do-my-sons-judge-me-like-this" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;first-son-of-finwe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Why do my sons judge me like this”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://tmblr.co/mkGSx8W05feBgXmQgNNzhRQ"&gt;@tyelko-thefair&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="https://tmblr.co/mU2YW9Jtk82JmyMMfMUYtiQ"&gt;@minstrelmaglor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Because at the end of the day, you’ll make ME clean up the mess.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174493682393</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174493682393</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2018 01:59:42 -0700</pubDate><category>firstsonoffinwe</category><category>Maglor is the nanny around here</category></item><item><title>straightouttahimring:

Caranthir’s Guide on What to Do When Life Gives You Lemons:
Return to...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://straightouttahimring.tumblr.com/post/174435903505/caranthirs-guide-on-what-to-do-when-life-gives" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;straightouttahimring&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caranthir’s Guide on What to Do When Life Gives You Lemons:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Return to sender&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ask for a refund&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Find out if Haleth likes lemons&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Hoard all the lemons, create market scarcity, you are now the Lemon King&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Throw the lemons at the stupid Arafinwëans &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174493265808</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174493265808</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2018 01:32:03 -0700</pubDate><category>((oH MY GOD</category><category>I fucking love this fandom))</category><category>ooc</category><category>Caranthir</category></item><item><title>acommonanomaly:
Favorite Tolkien Women, #5: Írimë

“…her...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/1bb177ce82b1beeb82fcd034c56b7118/tumblr_p9md94JpIw1sjcbxdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://acommonanomaly.tumblr.com/post/174452224948/favorite-tolkien-women-5-%C3%ADrim%C3%AB-her" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;acommonanomaly&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Tolkien Women, #5: Írimë&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…her mother-name was Lalwendë (laughing maiden). By this name, or in shortened form Lalwen, she was generally known. She went into exile with her brother Fingolfin, who was most dear to her of all her kin…”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Peoples of Middle-earth, The Shibboleth of Fëanor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174492944258</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174492944258</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2018 01:11:52 -0700</pubDate><category>((I LOVE LALWEN))</category><category>((AND YOU DID HER SO PRETTY AND PERFECT))</category><category>the lost</category><category>images</category></item><item><title>Come into my inbox and roast my muse.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://memeasaurus-promptus.tumblr.com/post/173107939084/come-into-my-inbox-and-roast-my-muse" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;memeasaurus-promptus&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do your worst.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174492888158</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174492888158</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2018 01:08:07 -0700</pubDate><category>((bonus points if he tries to cut you</category><category>or starts crying))</category><category>ooc</category><category>memes</category><category>meme prompts</category></item><item><title>twilightblossom:
sorrowssinger:


ask-melkors-ass:


Reblog with three (3) of your favorite...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twilightblossom.tumblr.com/post/174489164392/sorrowssinger-ask-melkors-ass-reblog-with" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;twilightblossom&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sorrowssinger.tumblr.com/post/174487448269/ask-melkors-ass-reblog-with-three-3-of-your" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;sorrowssinger&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://ask-melkors-ass.tumblr.com/post/174487073697/reblog-with-three-3-of-your-favorite-songs-mine" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;ask-melkors-ass&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;Reblog with three (3) of your favorite songs&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mine:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I Feel Like I’m Drowning by Two Feet&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thinking of You by Robert Orchestra&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Plans by Oh, Wonder.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Get Out Alive by Three Days Grace&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Daze by Poets of the Fall&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Castle of Glass by Linkin Park&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Eternally Yours by Motionless in White &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Voices by Motionless in White &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We Stitch these Wounds by Black Veil Brides &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Zephyr by Madeon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Champion by Fall Out Boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something Wild by Lindsey Stirling feat. Andrew McMahon in the Wildnerness&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174492336343</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174492336343</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2018 00:34:41 -0700</pubDate><category>((everyone's into all these hardcore songs</category><category>and along comes my techno pop punk candy colored ass))</category><category>ooc</category></item><item><title>please reblog if original characters are welcome to your blog.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://rp-ask-memes.tumblr.com/post/162968128583/please-reblog-if-original-characters-are-welcome" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;rp-ask-memes&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;and &lt;b&gt;no, &lt;/b&gt;I don’t mean&lt;b&gt; ONLY &lt;/b&gt;if they have a fancy theme with extreme coding. I don’t mean &lt;b&gt;ONLY &lt;/b&gt;if they have absolutely zero uniqueness to them or their background. I don’t mean &lt;b&gt;ONLY &lt;/b&gt;if they’re popular / have a lot of followers. I don’t mean &lt;b&gt;ONLY &lt;/b&gt;if they’re male oc’s. I mean &lt;b&gt;EVERYONE; &lt;/b&gt;all original characters that you’re interested in writing with. by reblogging this, you’re letting them know that they don’t have to participate in &lt;b&gt;ELITISM &lt;/b&gt;to be good / worthy characters.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174377787313</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174377787313</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2018 12:08:44 -0700</pubDate><category>((THIIIIIIIIIS))</category><category>ooc</category></item><item><title>moringottos:

hey guys we need your help so here’s what’s been going on: last month, Bird – @thulimo...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://moringottos.tumblr.com/post/174180226985/hey-guys-we-need-your-help-so-heres-whats-been" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;moringottos&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;hey guys we need your help &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;so here’s what’s been going on: last month, Bird – &lt;a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/m0i6qHMn4vcriS4mKhPvIuw"&gt;@thulimo&lt;/a&gt; – was hospitalized briefly and we learned that she has a major tumor on her ovary and will need a complete hysterectomy in the (very near) future, as well as some internal bleeding. the latter has been taken care of, the former still needs ongoing care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if you’re following me from the Tolkien or TES fandoms &lt;a href="http://thulimo.tumblr.com/tagged/my-art"&gt;then you’re probably well acquainted with her wonderful art. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;our insurance company is dragging it’s feet now because they’ve paid out over $20,000 so far and are reluctant to do anything else for us, even authorizing specialist visits and referrals, until we pay the remaining balance. the remaining balance comes to $2800. that’s &lt;em&gt;just so far.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I simply do not have that kind of money. my paycheck pays for 90% of living expenses and in april I was involved in an accident at work where I was pinned between the inside of a mortuary transport van and several hundred pounds of decedent and casket, causing a very serious back injury (and requires a surgery of it’s own, which will put me out of work – obviously I am putting this off as long as I can). in spite of that. I’m at work every day the funeral home is open. I’m working 70-80 hours a week. simply put, the FH is not open enough for me to get any more hours, and I’m pushing myself past my breaking point as it is. I would need to save back from my paycheck for over a year to come up with the money to pay it off between student debts and the cost of being alive in this economy. &lt;em&gt;Bird doesn’t have a year to wait for continued care.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate making this post. I hate asking for help like this because we all have our own problems, but I’m desperate. below is a screenshot of the balances due (with personal/identifying information blacked out) just to show that I’m serious and that I’m not just pulling a figure out of thin air:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="496" data-orig-width="944"&gt;&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/2231e8f5ad7a005f2a810e18b3830351/tumblr_inline_p96s5eoDr41uurs47_540.png" data-orig-height="496" data-orig-width="944"/&gt;&lt;/figure&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don’t even like to think about where we’d be right now without an ACA healthcare plan, or without insurance at all, it honest to god makes me break out in stress hives. I’ve already been pacing around my office so much today that I’m driving my coworkers insane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;getting to the point:&lt;/strong&gt; i’m opening fic commissions at $1 per 100 words. you can send me a message here on tumblr to discuss details. I will write nsfw even, anything goes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m also offering 10 card tarot readings for $10.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a &lt;a href="http://ko-fi.com/moringottos"&gt;ko-fi page&lt;/a&gt;, and $3 will get you a 300 word ficlet of your choice (and obviously a higher donation will get you a higher word count)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and if none of these appeal but you still want to help you can imagine i’m not going to say no, and I have a &lt;a href="http://paypal.me/necromancermoons"&gt;paypal.me account &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and if you can’t donate at all but still want to help, reblogs and signal boosts are so appreciated. thank you guys so much for even reading this far. &amp;lt;3333&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174307141518</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174307141518</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2018 09:57:42 -0700</pubDate><category>signal boost</category></item><item><title>flurgburgler:

It gets cold in Himring, bring your ermine!...</title><description>&lt;img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/f81819d53856265121f857a910a0ba67/tumblr_p8sv93Wf0h1sp07nho1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://flurgburgler.tumblr.com/post/173972136098/it-gets-cold-in-himring-bring-your-ermine" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;flurgburgler&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It gets cold in Himring, bring your ermine! Maedhros and Maglor, commissioned by &lt;a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/m-qT1FSIQHUEC4HuCxMycow"&gt;@elf-in-a-mask&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.patreon.com/flurgburgler"&gt;patreon&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="https://ko-fi.com/D1D05HFF"&gt;ko-fi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174250745080</link><guid>https://minstrelmaglor.tumblr.com/post/174250745080</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2018 14:00:40 -0700</pubDate><category>((EEEEEEEE))</category><category>maitimo</category><category>makalaure</category><category>images</category><category>queue</category></item></channel></rss>
