andie, she/her, 26, united states. this blog is full of Tolkien. also other art, photos, fandoms, and big-eyes-emoji stuff, but mostly Tolkien. i tag! my girlfriend is bright ivanaskye, who is a lot, but not too much
“Frodo undertook his quest out of love—to save the world he knew from disaster at his own expense, if he could" – J.R.R. Tolkien, The Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien
A tribute to Frodo Baggins in watercolors because my love for this character in infinite. “Bronwe athan Harthad” which translates as “Endurance beyond Hope” was a name given to Frodo by Gandalf in an earlier version of LotR. I sort of kept the same design for him as last time since I rather like it. Also sometimes (most times) I draw hobbits as tiny little babies because it’s what they are and you can’t convince me otherwise.
His patience, cleverness, and ability to pull off remarkably intricate long-term manipulations that get undermined last-minute by the glaring gaps in his understanding of human nature. His almost elegant cruelty. His implacable determination in pursuing his (admittedly, really shitty) goals.
least favorite thing about them
I could say “he’s killed and tortured thousands of people” but do I really dislike that about him as a character? Um. I feel like he suffers from some villain decay in Lord of the Rings, at least as reflected in his servants and heralds, who are uniformly cowardly and incompetent.
favorite line
I’ll be basic: “But wherefore should Middle-earth remain forever desolate and dark, whereas the Elves could make it as fair as Eressea, nay even as Valinor? And since you have not returned thither, as you might, I perceive that you love this Middle-earth, as do I. Is it not then our task to labour together for its enrichment, and for the raising of all the Elven-kindreds that wander here untaught to the height of that power and knowledge which those have who are beyond the Sea?”
brOTP
I think @simaethae put it pretty succinctly: “Does he even have friends?”
I do like to think that he and Galadriel got a little over-invested in their deep and enduring mutual animosity. A FoeTP, if you will. He could have tried harder to get rid of her, but after thousands of years the knowledge that she was still out there hating him was weirdly comforting.
OTP
Sauron/Celebrimbor in the streets, Sauron/Pharazon in the sheets.
nOTP
Uh. I don’t actively dislike Sauron/Melkor, I just – disagree with almost every popular interpretation of it?
random headcanon
In his Dark Lord of Mordor form, he reeks of volcanic sulfur.
unpopular opinion
My divergence from a lot of Sauron interpretations hinges on this passage from HoME:
“While Morgoth still stood, Sauron did not seek his own supremacy, but worked and schemed for another, desiring the triumph of Melkor, whom in the beginning he adored.”
This is a fascinating quote, but I’m most interested in the implications of those three words: ‘in the beginning.’ We know that when Sauron first pledged himself to Melkor, he was utterly loyal to him, dedicated to his vision – but we also know that by the time Angband fell, Sauron didn’t hesitate to renounce Melkor and strike off on his own. I know a lot of people read this as a false turn, and think Sauron stayed loyal to Melkor and his goals. But I’m more interested in the implied broken-pedestal story here. Why did a Maia of Aule, a creature of order and efficiency and innovation, pledge himself to the embodiment of destructive chaos? What did it take for him to realize Melkor’s flaws? And if he did realize, what drove him to end up making the exact same mistakes?
There’s actually a ridiculous amount of great Sauron fanart, but I’m especially fond of this (for the god-king aesthetic) and this (for more down to earth otp nerdiness).
“(Swinburne) had been reading Victor Hugo since Eton and became so studiously besotted with ‘the greatest writer of his century’ that he produced a complete rhymed bibliography of Hugo’s works. ‘I wish I could polish Victor Hugo’s boots every morning’ he wrote ‘so as to obtain from him daily a glance imbued with that adorable kindness he condescended to show me.’ Hugo responded by pleading his ignorance of English and eventually resorted to deafness.”
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Victor Hugo, Graham Robb
Swinburne: LET ME POLISH YOUR BOOTS MASTER Hugo: I can’t hear suddenly, I don’t know
also holy smokes going over the top on your adulation enough to turn off Victor Hugo is a Feat
Please tell me more? I want to know all about this fanboyingXD
Frodo and Sam halted and sat silent in the soft shadows, until they saw a shimmer as the travellers came towards them.
There was Gildor and many fair Elven folk; and there to Sam’s wonder rode Elrond and Galadriel. Elrond wore a mantle of grey and had a star upon his forehead, and a silver harp was in his hand, and upon his finger was a ring of gold with a great blue stone, Vilya, mightiest of the Three. But Galadriel sat upon a white palfrey and was robed all in glimmering white, like clouds about the Moon; for she herself seemed to shine with a soft light. On her finger was Nenya, the ring wrought of mithril, that bore a single white stone flickering like a frosty star. Riding slowly behind on a small grey pony, and seeming to nod in his sleep, was Bilbo himself.
Return of the King : The Grey Havens
For Hobbit Day 2018, let us remember that it’s only in the movie that ancient Bilbo is asleep in a sort of comfortable carriage thing at the end of Lord of the Rings. In the book, Bilbo, aged 131, the oldest hobbit ever recorded, is asleep on a pony. Presumably he rode it all the way from Rivendell, a distance of over 400 miles.
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