↳ aowyn’s fandom familycelebrimbor for @struckinarda

In Eregion the craftsmen of the Gwaith-i-Mírdain, the People of the Jewel-smiths, surpassed in cunning all that have ever wrought, save only Fëanor himself; and indeed greatest in skill among them was Celebrimbor, son of Curufin, who was estranged from his father and remained in Nargothrond when Celegorm and Curufin were driven forth, as is told in the Quenta Silmarillion.

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hello everyone! this blog has just reached 500 followers and to celebrate this milestone, we’re going to make creations based on the top 20 tolkien characters voted by you, our precious followers ♥︎

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hello my lovely friends and followers! i’ve decided to open up my fandom family again!

to join:

  • mbf this eowyn stan and reblog this post! ❤ (new followers are ok!)
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  • my endless love and devotion ❤
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  • a lotr/silm/hobbit graphic request from me!
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that’s it! you all are so sweet, and i’m so blessed to have you. thank you for making the lotr community here a better place!

women of middle-earth 1/? – éowyn

Then Merry heard in all sounds of the hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel.
“But no living man am I! You are looking upon a woman. Eowyn am I, Eomund’s daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him." 

↳ elves of nargothrond 2/? – curufin

And after Celegorm Curufin spoke, more softly but with no less power, conjuring in the minds of the Elves a vision of war and the ruin of Nargothrond. So great a fear did he set in their hearts that never after until the time of Túrin would any Elf of that realm go into open battle; but with stealth and ambush, with wizardry and venomed dart, they pursued all strangers, forgetting the bonds of kinship.