jin ling inherits jin guangshans slutty ways and he gets sent to qinghe nie to be broken by nie mingjue because jiang cheng and jin guangyao come to an unanimous decision. little do they know, Jin Ling is being broken alright. every night he bounces on chifeng-zun's cock and calls him daddy
On Fingon rescuing Maedhros and why it’s so touching
Long before, in the bliss of Valinor, before Melkor was unchained, or lies came between them, Fingon had been close in friendship with Maedhros; and though he knew not yet that Maedhros had not forgotten him at the burning of the ships, the thought of their ancient friendship stung his heart.
I cannot stop thinking about this scene even though I read it for the first time about 15 years ago. It’s one of the most moving scenes in the Silmarillion, and that’s saying a lot. I know it’s been talked to death, but there’s a reason for that; I think it stands out among other similar stories in the history of Middle-earth. There are many rescues in Tolkien’s works, and all of them are examples of selflessness and bravery, but there are key differences that make Fingon’s rescue of Maedhros unlike anything else.
Most of the time, when one character rescues another, it’s because their relationship is alreadystrong, and the goodness of the person being saved is not in question: Finrod fighting the werewolf to save Beren, and Lúthien freeing Beren from Tol-in-Gaurhoth; Beleg rescuing Túrin from the Orcs; Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli setting out to save Merry and Pippin from the Uruk-hai; Sam rescuing Frodo from the tower of Cirith Ungol; Gandalf and Pippin saving Faramir from Denethor; Gandalf and the Eagles rescuing Frodo and Sam from Mount Doom. Of course, I’m sure that Gandalf would have saved Sméagol too, had he lived—which is important. There are probably other examples I’m not thinking of.
In other cases, such as Glorfindel saving Frodo, the characters don’t know each other before the rescue, but there is no doubt of the goodness of the person being saved and the necessity of saving them.
“Do you think in the moment Hercules realised that he had killed everyone he loved, he chose to do those twelve tasks not as an apology but as a suicide mission?”
“Some men smell like lonely nights, whiskey fairytales, faraway lies and new scars. They map their way to the disappointment inside you, they feast on your vulnerability, and forever leave their footprints on your heart.”
What do the Gods care. They breathe aether not air. They drink ambrosia not water. Their blood is ichor and immortal whilst ours is rusting, slow rotting iron. But here’s what they do not want you to know. Without our prayers and tributes, their mighty Olympus turns into just another ruin. Their aether grows polluted with unrest and darkness. Their ambrosia bitters and their immortality begins to feel like a burden. Ask a God to name his weaknesses. If he is honest, he will tell you they wear mortal skin and go by names like yours.
You are mythology. The way you hold the world on your shoulders is Atlas. Embracing the darkness despite the pain it gave you is Persephone. Thinking lonely is the thing you may be doomed to is Hades. Hoping they will call but knowing they won’t is Hera. Broken dreams and shooting stars in your eyes is Asteria. But that rising from it all every day and fighting yet again? That’s all Artemis. You carry them all in the poetry of your body. You know that in your bones.
“Hector loved Andromache so much, her fate was why he fought as hard as he did. The fall of Troy only terrified him because her destiny and his son’s were attached to it. His greatest fear was the ruins of the woman he loved and his child because there would be no one left to protect them. Achilles loved Patroclus so much, he would have burned the entire world to the ground just to avenge his death. His grief was so mighty he would have ended the war single handedly had the Gods not intervened to stop him. Two loves that powerful clashed in the worst sort of way and only one of them could survive while the other died - and this is the devastating tragedy. The only lesson is look, look at what love can do. It can make you a hero or make a monster out of you.”
