I Think I Overdid This

Random guy: So is Hange Zoe like, y’know, with someone?

Levi: Now when you say ‘with someone’, do you mean as in ‘in a romantic/sexual/personal monogamous relationship with a man who will go to war with any and every fuckboi in this proximity for their heart’? Then the answer is yes.

Levi: Oh and that man is me, so I’ve got my fucking eye on you.

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when i see anime levi:

when i see manga levi:

Was reading a little thing about Maglor settling in the Shire, and I was thinking about how they have all this genealogy and it’s just.

Hobbit: I can trace my parentage way back to [don’t want to think of an old hobbit nam]

Maglor: I don’t have a great-grandfather

so let me get this straight

after melkor comes along and ruins everybody’s fun on an even MORE cosmic level than usual by destroying the two trees of valinor in a plague of darkness, pretty much just out of pure spite, the valar go to fëanor like, “dude, hey, could we borrow your silmarils? of course we know they’re yours, but there’s just enough mojo in them to start rebuilding our trees which were, y’know, destroyed in a plague of darkness and all.”

and fëanor thinks about this for a minute or two. maybe he scratches his chin; maybe he clicks his tongue a few times, in a thoughtful sort of way. and then finally he’s like “well here’s the thing, and it’s kind of funny, we’ll probably laugh about it later, ha ha, but jokes aside they’re mine and i’m keeping them”

and then, just to be even more of a dick, he adds, “oh, and don’t even think about trying to force me to give them to you, because then you’ll be just as bad as melkor, check and mate etc etc.“ and then he probably shows them his middle finger or something, i don’t know, i’m not well-versed in noldor hand gestures.

and so the poor valar literally just have to turn round and go back to their horrible ruined tree city that’s all, like, razed to the ground and covered in a cloak of eternal night, all because fëanor is a whiny little pissbaby who doesn’t feel like giving up his Special Shinies.

i’ve said it once and i’ll say it again: ELVES ARE ASSHOLES

Konrad walking around his cell and ranting about how he's equal to God and can change whole world with his poems be like:

i’ll stop making hamlet memes when i’m dead

Sleep Deprived Levi: *yawns and grabs Erwin’s hand*

Erwin: *recoiling* Levi what the hell are you doing

Levi: oh sorry I thought you were Hange

Erwin: oh… that’s okay, Levi.

Levi:

Erwin:

Levi:

Erwin:

Levi:

Erwin: Levi, why would you be holding Hange’s hand?

Levi: *suddenly awake and speed walking away* GOOD DAY COMMANDER

i don't remember the books so well, what is legolas' personality like in them? all i remember is tht the books and movie where massively different?

Oh my dear anon. I could go on about book Legolas for hours.

Book Legolas is a sassy little sh*t who skips on the surface of the snow when everyone else is drowning in it up to their waists and carrying the four hobbits. Book Legolas sleeps with his eyes open. He watches Aragorn throw himself to the groud and listen to the sound of running horses, only to say afterwards, “yeah, there are a hundred and five of them, they’re all blond and they all have spears nbd“. Book Legolas cries that Gollum escaped grom Mirkwood right after everyone was like, “phew, it’s good that Thranduil’s elves keep an eye on him, what could go wrong???“. He screams all the time, and occasionally drops his bow too. He kills a warg, shooting it right in the throat with a burning arrow. Book Legolas is a trees stan. Book Legolas walk away singing “To the Sea! To the Sea!“. Book Legolas is not afraid of zombies, thank you very much. He addreses his friends “children“, even though he is probably the youngest elf in Middle-Earth that we know of. And of course, book Legolas takes none of your bs, builds his own grey boat because who says he can’t sail on his own ship right, packs his best friend and shows up in Valinor 120 years late with Starbucks and a dwarf.

the tale of Aragorn and Arwen is a horror story, or a cautionary tale at least.

Every time I reread the Tale of Arwen and Aragorn I think…whether Tolkien intended it or not, this is a horror story about people casting Arwen into the role of Lúthien, a tragedy about someone being compared to a heroic ancestress because of her looks so many times that she might start to believe it– but in the end finds out that she is nothing like her. And she finds out too late.

The first meeting of Aragorn and Arwen is not about Arwen at all, but her ability to look like a figure out of song, which allows Aragorn to cast himself as a heroic Beren figure (and people love those who allow them to imagine being something more than they are);

For a moment Aragorn gazed in silence, but fearing that she would pass away and never be seen again, he called to her crying, Tinúviel, Tinúviel! even as Beren had done in the Elder Days long ago. Then the maiden tured to him and smiled, and she said: ‘Who are you? And why do you call me by that name?” And he answered: “Because I believe you to be indeed Lúthien Tinúviel of whom I was singing. But if you are not she, then you walk in her likeness.” “So many have said,” she answered gravely. “Yet her name is not mine.” 

And Arwen has grown up with the story of Beren and Lúthien. As long as she can remember people have seen Lúthien in her. 

Aragorn falls in love at first sight; but not in love with Arwen, not really, because he doesn’t know her. He falls in love with the image of Lúthien while singing of her; he falls in love with the idea of himself as heroic as Beren, too. Nothing is mentioned of Arwen having feelings for him at this point. It is not at all love at first sight as it was for B&L. In fact, Elrond says she likely thinks he is below her, not just in age or experience but in lineage. I don’t think he would lie, despite his lack of enthusiasm;

But as for Arwen the Fair, Lady of Imladris and of Lórien, Evenstar of her people, she is of lineage greater than yours, and she has lived in the world already so long that to her you are but as a yearling shoot beside a young birch of many summers. She is too far above you. And so, I think, it may well seem to her. But even if it were not so, and her heart turned towards you, I should still be grieved because of the doom that is laid on us.”

Luthien did most certainly did not care about Beren’s ‘great lineage’– which was not really much of one yet at the time, at least not one to impress the half-Ainu daughter of Thingol, who claimed to be King of all Beleriand. If there is any reason for their love at all (other than high doom)– it is maybe Beren’s personality. He kills no animal. He tries to be good in a very harsh world. He was about 32 years old, and unlikely to ever be King of anything.

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