#combining two tags into one post...

[krashlite]

"A stream through the valley to nourish these hills would lay all my troubles to sleep" A Field Song - Unfamiliar Things

Based off of CherriFire's designs!

[serotonin-dose]

AsaDen x Metaphor Re:Fantazio

[clowndolly64]

Hey so, what if Bob the Builder (the show) existed within the clubhouse cinematic universe? What if Toodles was super autistic about the show? What if Scoop was his favorite character? What if???

[greenleaf4stuff]

Thank you for tagging me in this post here, @thephoenixandthecrocodile and also Thank you for tagging me in this post here, @illegalcerebral! Sorry it took me so very long to get to this post and answer it!

Tagging @plotdesigner @themalhambird @gauntletgirlie @wowstrawberrycow and whoever else wants to play! <3

Search your current wips for the following words: breath, fear, blue, warmth

The words I was assigned are: ridiculous, silver, chance, grace (via @thephoenixandthecrocodile) and hope, ache, blood and forever (via @illegalcerebral)

Results below the cut to protect ppl's dashboards:

Ridiculous

(from "In Convenience, Snippet 2.2)

"No-no, no, not at all-" This was ridiculous. He wasn’t some youth, besotted with his first love, anymore. Even if he sometimes felt that way as he was looking at Adar.

He bit his lip, groaned, closed his eyes as he shook his head, and pinched his brow as he gave a little laugh, before he focused on the uruk again. His expression now certainly conveyed his sheepishness.

"It just occured to me that you are, in fact, wearing my clothes. And- um," Why should he lie, even if his thoughts were perhaps juvenile. "I am realizing I quite like it. Both the thought and- and seeing you like this."

Silver

(from "Of Convenience", Chapter 5)

There was the sound of a sucked-in breath on the other side of the table, and Celebrimbor went very, very still.

With an almost pleading, incredulous expression, he let his gaze drift over towards Elrond. Not just hoping, but praying to the Valar that he'd taken the wrong clue from the other elf's noise.

Elrond outwardly appeared unmoved, but Celebrimbor knew his friend well. Judging by the way he had tensed up, the slightly widened eyes, Celebrimbor suddenly knew his fears had not been unfounded – he could see the faint glimmer of a fine, silver chain around Elrond's neck, almost imperceptible against the herald's collar, and the smith's heart sank and dropped into his stomach.

"Please tell me you didn't," the smith couldn't help but ask – one last, foolish attempt to be proven wrong. He didn't care that Adar could hear. He couldn't believe that two of his friends, whom he had considered among the wisest and most noble of his kind, had inadvertently managed to turn such promising negotations so volatile. And that they had heaped even more worries onto Celebrimbor's shoulders in the process.

"Of course not," Elrond replied as he tried to hold Celebrimbor's gaze. But his words convinced absolutely no one.

Chance

(from "Of Convenience", Chapter 1)

Was this the one who had – somehow – erupted the Orodruin and created a land clouded in ashes and darkness, a place for the orcs to live in? It would stand to reason that it was; the huge army, the war machinery...this leader seemed to hold incredible power and had somehow unified the orcs under his banner.

Perhaps this should have terrified Celebrimbor, but he could only think about how this meant that maybe, just maybe, this mysterious 'Adar' might have a chance to resist and fight against the enemy that now resided in Eregion.

And another thing he found strangely comforting was the behaviour of the orcs – they had reacted in fear to the fallen maia’s name, not joy or even intrigue. Just as the rumors said, they were not slaves of Morgoth anymore.

Were, in fact, afraid of his most loyal servant – even reviled him, judging by their sneers and curses.

That, too, was promising. It was a faint glimmer of hope only, but a glimmer nonetheless. More than Celebrimbor would have found in Eregion at least.

Grace

(from "Of Convenience", Chapter 1)

He looked nothing like Celebrimbor had expected.

The supposed moriondo held himself with a confidence, nay, a grace that spoke of his elven heritage, even before Celebrimbor could see his pointed ears or his face. He was positioned with his back to the small troop as it was approaching him, now at a much slower pace.

They weren’t cautious, but it was clear they were in the presence of a higher authority and behaving in a way that befitted his station.

The elf could see long, black, slightly tangled hair that fell in uneven waves down the orc leader’s back. He wore full armor, in all black safe for a few spots of rust; from the dark, mud-covered boots to his breeches, up to the cuirass, the chainmail and the tunic he wore underneath. Many parts of his armor looked to be damaged from past battles, with holes and scratches littering every surface the smith could see.

Hope

(from "Of Convenience", Chapter 1)

Perhaps, this too should have frightened the smith. Had it not been Sauron himself, who had also tried to have Celebrimbor escorted somewhere he did not wish to go?

And yet, in his gut, the elf still held onto the strange hope that was beginning to take root there. Even if Adar had just threatened his city and Celebrimbor himself, he had at least hinted at the possibility of sparing Eregion.

Whether a tactic to keep Celebrimbor talking, or a genuine gesture of mercy, it was more than Annatar had been willing to extend to him. And what other choice did he have? At least the orc – or whatever he called himself – could not twist and bend Celebrimbor’s mind itself against the elf. And there were no other elves in this camp to be used against him, either.

Until Eregion was under proper attack, his people would be safe from one threat at least. And any moment he had Adar’s attention meant it would remain that way. He simply had to hold onto that thought, and hope that the other had retained enough of his elvish nature to be reasoned with.

Ache

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Blood

(from "Of Convenience", Chapter 1)

"I propose a marriage – purely political, of course," the uruk explained, and began to round Celebrimbor, like a hunter circling its prey. "It’s an unconventional but sound solution – it would guarantee both our safety, and that of our people. A foundation for a peace, if we are lucky enough."

Celebrimbor felt blood rush in his ears and he desperately wanted to grab something to steady himself. His day had gotten progressively more strange and distressing, and the marriage proposal he’d just heard was just the cherry on top of everything; of having discovered the enemy he’d invited into his own city, fleeing it, and then landing himself in the midst of an approaching army that was set on a path of destruction.

Destruction of a mutual enemy, but at the expense of all that Celebrimbor had ever built and worked towards.

"You cannot be serious," Celebrimbor tried to declare. To his own ears, it came out as a question instead.

Forever

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[itspileofgoodthings]

my favorite type of students to teach are teenage boys who are very, very quiet, very smart in a math-science way, and have no sisters.

[bearloonz]

Suffering my curse (Thinking about thing i like too hard to sleep)

[corvidexoskeleton]

It occured to me that salem actually wouldn't be satisfied with just turning larry into a great one. Given that i made salem to embody obsession, i think that the moment he decided to revive larry was the moment his own obsession turned from learning about the great ones, to larry himself. So of course, if larry becomes a great one, then salem can't be content to leave it at that; his new goal afterwards is to become a great one as well, and is determined to brute force his way into it through shear force of will, and also maybe a little bit of larry's blood

[scionshtola]

10k of fic is so many words

[vorakh]

my top 2 categories of characters are: 1. the wet sad trash (affectionate), which includes men like dmitri karamazov, grantaire, crni, harry du bois, andrei stamatin; 2. the bitch (homosexual), which includes kim kitsuragi, malik al-sayf, daniil dankovskij, werner stolz, guion

[buzzheadchick]

I suppose I never shared on here but I actually have a second Bully OC, in addition to Lorein "Loopy" Stimson. His name is Atticus, and he's a prep, but he's not a local Bullworth heritage family. Instead, he fancies himself a southern dandy... (He's from Virginia. In true prep fashion, he does not need to talk Like That.)

[dearest-meat-mutt]

“Why are you hiding your phone? You shouldn’t have any you’d want to hide on your ph-“ I get that but have you considered that I do not want to hear you ask about anything that I have on my screen? Like hi mom, oh this? This is a just fan-drawn image of Kim Kitsuragi from hit political, psychological, detective video game, Disco Elysium, on hit website Tumblr.com. No, I have not played the game before. No, I don’t think I will. No, I don’t think it has a lot to do with discos. No, I do not know what Elysium means. Yes, I actively sought out this image. Yes, I like this character. No, I didn’t draw it. Why did I look for images of this character? I just think he’s…neat, and I’m still trying to figure out if I wanna play this game. Yeah, I know to be careful on the internet. Yeah, ik most of your thoughts and opinions on politics and video games and art and Asian men. I do not particularly care. I am aight with politics. I do like video games. I like all art, yes, including anime and also before mentioned video games. I do like most men significantly and equally. I do know this is ironic given that I dress like a butch lesbian. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, though. Yes, it is regarded as a good game. No, I do not know if it’s a good game by your standards. I have Not played this game. Yeah, my battery is at 46% but I’ll charge it later. Yeah, the art style is “interesting”. No, the person who drew it is not my friend. Yeah, I like this artist. No, I don’t think I would recommend this fanartist’s work to you. Yeah, I like tumblr. No, I would NOT recommend getting a tumblr. For no reason in particular. Yeah, I can like and comment and reblog. Reblog means I showcase another person’s post on my own profile. It’s like Pinterest. I have lost over 15 years of my lifespan since we’ve started talking.

[pointedearsandpronouns]

wip of one of my bg3 tavs, this is asphodel ^_^

[bluntforcefem]

been rolling around the idea for a few months of a fusion mechanic for interstitial that isnt amalgam-based (pure self-indulgence for when me and my friends do a campaign) which is not... too entirely far off from what about pacrim would be interesting to me as interstitial-based mechanics (read: the drift)

[starry-bi-sky]

Aaa ty! its a Danny Phantom x DC/Batman au i’ve got, haha. CFAU is short for “childhood friends au” and its in summary an au where Jason Todd and Danny Fenton grew up together in crime alley. Rath is a version of a character the DP fandom calls “Dan”, an evil version of Danny from an alternate timeline. I’ll be honest he doesn’t show up much at all in the au, but cfau Dan is so different compared to canon that I love talking about him anyways.

boob window showing off the gaping hole in my chest

[sealer-of-wenkamui]

I do not know how I’m managing to get so many people interested in Ergo Proxy when most of what I do is post in depth about Daedalus and only Daedalus but YES. Join me. Come see my fucked up little guy, he’s the worst and I love him 💕