#the tree tries to write

[dricacchi]

john and yellow: "men suffer in silence" then why am i always hearing about it

[meamiki]

Happy Anniversary In Stars and Time!! Have some Friend Quest based drawings :D

(These have specific quote picks related to them! And there's also a long ramble on why I like those specific quotes below if interested)

(And by long, I mean roughly 2k+ words of proper ramble total, so be warned before clicking keep reading this link right here to the rb!!)

[tildeathiwillwrite]

Write Camp Day 24

Day 24 Prompts

Write Camp Rules/Enrollment

Masterpost

Prompts: the image of ignorance

WIP: The Hunter, the Myth and the Cure

Words: 500

Tag List: (message me to be added or removed) @fourwingedsnake @whumperofworlds @pigeonwhumps @mr-orion @scaewolf

@the-ellia-west @melpomenelamusa @agirlandherquill

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Octavian raised his eyebrows. “Hector…?”

“Hector Epsilona,” Draven elaborated, setting down the plate in front of him. “He’s a Watcher, you heard of him?”

The elf just nodded, gaze growing slightly vacant.

Draven fixed his own plate and sat down, sipping at his coffee as he considered Octavian. He hadn’t known Hector well, the Watcher never made a point of making friends with his students or even the other guild founders. But he vaguely recalled hearing that he and his apprentice worked at the elven blockade before the outbreak. It was possible Octavian, an elven messenger for the Draigo, would have encountered him during that time.

“Did you work with him? Before the outbreak?”

Octavian’s eyes flicked towards him, calculating. “Yes.”

“Care to elaborate?”

“No.”

Draven exhaled slowly, hissing through his teeth. “Celestials forbid I have curiosity.”

Octavian ignored him, picking at his food. “He’s part of the guild?”

“Part of it? He helped found it after figuring out what worked best for hunting the lycanthropes. But he’s retired now. I think.”

“Hm. I suppose Luc's running things over in Caenum?"

"Last I heard."

A flicker of relief passed across his face, but it only lasted a moment. Was he... worried? When he found out about the outbreak, did he think they hadn't survived? Was that why he came to me for answers instead of them? Or perhaps... something else?

Draven put the questions on hold for the time being. Octavian was still less than willing to provide answers, and besides, they only had so much time to get to the other side of the district and back before sundown.

[eri-pl]

As I said, I am having a Finrod phase, in particular a "Finrod talking to [a character I never before realized he would interact with]" phase.

So, Sauron. No, not the song duel. But a couple of things, more or less noncanon. [Long post after cut, mentions of Sauron's various deeds but not detailed]

Sauron early (just after the War of Wrath, he goes with Eonwë) redemption arcs.

So how would the interactions between him and Finrod look?

First, there's the "I tortured you and got you killed" issue. I think if Sauron was actually remorseful, Finrod would forget that without a problem. (Again: in my reading of it, as opposed to many people's readings, Finrod is not traumatised. It was hard, but he did heal, mentally too.)

Second, there is the more difficult issue of "You fed my men, for whom I was responsible, to a werewolf". finrod would not let it slide unless all of the Ten forgave Sauron. But I think they eventually would, following Finrod's example. Not as fast as him, but not very slowly either.

Third there's the "You tortured my half-cousin at Morgoth's orders," which is even more of an issue, because said cusin is in the Halls of Mandos (at best) and probably won't get to forgiving anyone for a long time. So, for sake of exploring the situation, let's assume that Morgoth did the torturing himself, because, I don't know, he found it fun?

And the general "You tortured people and spirits" but this is not personal, so Finrod would not feel like it's his job to be angry about it, it's the role of the Valar to judge Sauron, and they did. (Have I forgotten something ugly that Sauron did in the FA?)

So assuming all that, and assuming that Sauron— ok, I should call him Mairon at this point— would be allowed to roam relatively freely and talk with people, I think he and Finrod would get along relatively well. Not very well, but well.

Because assuming all is forgiven, and looking just at the personalities — Finrod loves bling and gems and gold. Mairon in many fanons loves bling too, and even if he personally doesn't, he's a Maia of Aulë (even if he shifted to, say, Nienna, because it fit more with his mental state now, he still has a lot of skill). He would be great working with gems, we know that he canonically was great working on jewelry with elves even when he was evil, and I would assume being good makes him more attuned to beauty.

Also, I have a strong HC that Finrod would build something similar in style to Nargothrond (simply because it was beautiful) and I can very well see Mairon helping with that, and trying to convince Finrod to make everything more symmetrical (with little results).

And Mairon, being one of the few have-been-evil Maiar (and much calmer than Ossë) would, I think, understand a certain melancholy that Finrod has. the mourning of the things we lost by our bad choices. Like Nienna's mourning for Arda Marred, but more personal. More "we have a part in this".

And this would first take some convincing (probably by the Teleri) for Mairon to agree, but they would reenact the song duel. It would feel liberating for both of them, to be able to face it and smile. And they would learn that they really like singing together, like making arguements in the form of a song. (Often about the role of symmetry in art)

Mairon would not understand Finrod's deeper philosophical, how to call it, unrest? But he would respect that there's something he can't understand (It's probably one of the most important lessons he needed to learn to come back). That's why they would never be really close: their deepest passions are just too different.

2. Canon Sauron

They would not talk after Finrod's death, of course, but Finrod would have thoughts.

Imagine: Second Age, Numenor is built, Finrod visits it once in a while, then they get a little less friendly and he gets distracted by an architectural project, or child-raising, or whatever and when he emerges back into the world, Tar-Palantir is nearing the end of his reign and everyone is forbidden from visiting Numenor, because it's too dangerous for the Elves (morally, spiritually).

And then Pharazon claims the throne and the repressions return (those things are known in aman to those who are interested and trusted to be able to handle difficult knowledge — like Finrod — because the eagles and the palantir of Tol Eressea and wasy like that).

And those Men are claiming what?

Finrod begs to be allowed to go there, to talk to them, because he would tell them all the things— he is denied, and of course he knows better than to disobey the Valar. But it does take Námo for Finrod to stop asking.

And then Pharazôn captures Sauron, and this feels bad, this feels so bad, and it does become bad, and the palantir cannot see into the golden dome, but a lot of Men start appearing in the Halls of Mandos, and some of Námo's Maiar, unlike their lord, do gossip.

@edennill you asked in one post: do all the Númenoreans even land at the Halls? I would say: there won't be a clear, provable no (Námo does not say and none of the Maiar knows all what's going on in the Halls) but there would be such gossip. And a lot of speculations as to what this means. And the Maiar would bring the discussion out to all the Eldar who would be interested in listening to it. Definitely they would gossip about it to Finrod, after all this is the kind of thing he seemed interested in.

Imagine Finrod standing at a seashore cliff, looking East and screaming in a powerless rage until his voice runs out.

And then the fleet sails and again it takes a very clear and direct order for Finrod to not wait for them at the shore. And after the sea settles, after the Undying Lands are sundered, he stands at the shore again, wailing, mourning, screaming wordlessly, because he would not dare say the questions that are circling in his mind.

(And just after he calms down enough to return home, he gets visited and yelled at by Curufin's wife or whatever relative that stayed in Aman for not having been there with the rest of the family, and doesn't he even care aboyt Tyelpe? And he asks "What happenned with Tyelpe?" and gets slapped in the face.)

(Yes, Finrod, like all the Noldor, has some hyperfocus tendencies. And maybe not very much contact with the Feanorian side of family at this point.)

And then he learns that, by the way, Glorfindel was sent to Middle Earth to deal with Sauron. Because, you know, there may be a Balrog involved eventually. And no, he cannot go too. First, there may be a need for stealth and second, he clearly is not impartial about the whole Sauron situation.

It takes some processing and some more questions for Finrod to realize that yes, Sauron is very likely still alive.

And then he probably goes to yell on the cliffs again.

3. Late redemption arc Sauron.

…basically the same as above, but with more bluescreening on Finrod's part.

I mean, just imagine it. Finrod is so furious, and justly so, because. Just: because. (And also, tyelpe.)

But also: Sauron has been judged already and it's really not Finrod's job.

But also: he is so angry.

And it would be crazy for Mairon too — I mean, in addition to the normal crazy— because Finrod would be one of the evry few people who Gets Is. Who just get a) how bad it was b) which parts were the worst c) all the implications of him eing still alive d) how insane that is. But also, Finrod would not talk to him, or see him, because he just can't stand it mentally.

And then one day Finrod would, when wandering the shores, find a monument in the memory of Númenoreans —all of them— and there's something about it that resonates with him. there is some truth in it (even if it's too symmetrical). He would plant flowers there, and sing for long. Sometimes he would feel watched, but nobody would appear.

When he would return, there would be more flowers, and the best parts of his song carved into the stone, more intricately than he ever could. He would sing more and it would reeat for a long time: a dialogue of mournings.

[parlerenfleurs]

I think what needs to happen for female characters and f/f ships is the female characters need to be more emotionally constipated. They MUST have some hard edge in there of resistance to produce the vitamin of Compelling.

It's fun if they're more unhinged, sure, but it's not just unhinged characters that are interesting and loveable. Kind characters, weird quiet characters, dignified characters, cold characters, gruff ones, it's good to have variety.

But what makes a character compelling a lot of the time? When they take a weird stance on something. A place of stubborn. An integrity of attitude. A mask they're wearing, an emotion they're sublimating. They're holding something back, they have a measure of composure, they are, in a word, emotionally constipated. Not necessarily too much! Just enough so that they have some depth! That the hidden part of two characters can collide and spark some damn chemistry!

It's the same rule as for eroticism, it is created by the juxtaposition of the hidden and the revealed.

Why do we love villains and toxic ships? They're not bland. They have that rule of erotic thing going on, emotionally. Now it's possible to not be bland at all without villainery or toxicity, but for some reason when it comes to female characters, it trips back into blandness a lot of the time. Gruffness or coldness becomes plain harshness. Vulnerability becomes boring weakness. Put two such women together and the bland collides into the bland and only brave souls with very active imaginations manage to salvage some Compelling from this. I'm afraid it's often entirely absent from the source material, though.

[canon-notcanon-warriorcats]

What’s a canon warrior cat couple that the fandom loves but you personally dislike/could never get into?

this is actually a really interesting question since i feel like the fandom dislikes... MOST of the canon couples LMAO or are very split on them, and the ones people DO like (cloudtail x brightheart, firestar x sandstorm, etc) i usually also like lol

i don't know if the fandom LOVES tree x violetshine, but i've never seen anyone really dislike the ship either and i... i don't like the ship lmao, like at all, like they're kind of cute in the broken code and if that had been the only thing i had read about them then i'd probably like it, but...

i don't really care about tree as a character, just in general, for some reason i just cannot get myself to care about him, like he SHOULD be interesting and neat, but for some reason i find him not BORING, but uninteresting, maybe BECAUSE of how uninterested HE is in the clans, it's only when he's actually invested in anyone or anything (like how he was invested in helping and protecting his son and family in tbc) that i become more interested in him

but more than that though... him getting with violetshine just feels really forced and... weird... like tree was an ADULT who met her MOTHER while she was pregnant with her and pebbleshine was like "i feel like our destinies are intertwined" and it's like, yeah, he's gonna help your unborn daughters see you and then marry one of them, he also helped needletail, essentially violetshine's foster/adopted mother/sister, when she was an apprentice and he was AN ADULT

like, we don't know how much older he is than her exactly, but i think when tree's roots came out i was able to estimate that he was probably roughly about the same age as pebbleshine was when they met, which pebbleshine was very young when she had her kits, probably only like less than a year and a half or around that age, which normally that age gap wouldn't really be that weird or bad, ESPECIALLY since they technically met when they were adults, but the fact that tree was just so... involved and intertwined with violetshine's mother and foster/adopted mother/sister and then he was like "oh i am in love with the child of the mother i helped keep safe before she gave birth to said child" is so

WEIRD to me??

[bearsinpotatosacks]

Here, have a snippet of the first time Richie dines with the Berzattos, I wrote in my "I need to know more about Richie's family and his relationship with Mickey" brainrot.

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It’s only when he placed down his cutlery that he realised he’d finished first. A combination of no breakfast or lunch had built up into the ball of ravenous hunger that had been slowly eating his insides in a familiar way all afternoon until they got to the dinner table. The low clattering and scrapes of forks on plates stopped as he looked up to see Donna Berzatto, the mother bear herself, staring right at him. 

The familiar drop of his stomach. Her bold stare, the eye contact. He was a guest in their home, how dare he eat like such a pig. He’d be banned from Mickey’s life, banned from the house and exiled from Chicago, socially speaking anyway. Fear bubbled up, popping in worries of ‘It’ll be like before we settled all over again’ and the claustrophobic silences of home stretched out into forever until he died with a gun in his hand because no one taught him to speak up for himself and tell his dad he didn’t want to serve. 

“Richie,” she said, her words all warm and passion. “Would you like seconds?”

The blood pulsing in his ears quietned. Never in his life had he had seconds. He ate what was on his plate and that was it, it was the first thing taken away if he was bad. He’d gotten used to burning his report cards, he’d learnt which days he should race home to stop letters to his parents, or what days he should unplug the phone but hide the cord so no one would suspect a thing. 

“Yes please, mam, if I’m allowed”

“If I’m allowed?” Donna laughed, her glass of wine threatening to spill over the crisp white tablecloth. “We’re italian, honey, it’s how we show our love.”

Love. He’d only been over a few times, and she’d already said love. He’d never heard his parents say they loved each other, barely heard his mother say it, especially when his dad was home. 

She reached over for his plate, piling more pasta, he didn’t know the difference between all the types, onto his place, and more of that bread she’d screamed the house down that no one was helping her knead, and how she’d been proving it for hours without anyone caring to ask how she was. As she placed his plate back in front of him, his stomach gurgled loud enough that Mickey glanced over at him, his eyebrow raised and that spark of concern in his eyes again. 

“And don’t call me, Mam, makes me feel ancient, Donna’s fine, honey.”

“Thank you, ma-Donna.” He replied with a wavering smile. 

She ruffled his hair, her breath smelling of wine, and lay a kiss on his temple before taking her seat at the head of the table again. 

Richie could never go home after this. He wondered if he’d be allowed to stay in Mickey’s room, he didn’t mind sleeping on the floor, or in the basement. Anything was better than being suffocated at home. He wanted to stay forever in the warm arms of second portions, screaming in the kitchen, wine on the breath and love for as long as he could. 

He could never go home again.

[funsizedcrow]

the boy and the sword

[gatorinator]

Ok the parody book covers had me rolling, and I was delighted to get snippets from two of them on the website. Sadly (although also probably luckily) I’m not sure they did one for the Book of Mormon parody

Again, probably for the best. But as someone who is LDS, and who has read the Book of Mormon extensively, I figured I’d take a crack at a snippet of what could be in this version of the Book of Bill.

3 Bill

Chapter 5

Followers of Cypher call themselves the Anti-Bill-Cyphies—They are commanded to build a portal— A man like the cedars of Lebanon breaks the portal—Cypher causes a famine on purpose not by accident—Those who intercourse around will find out. About 2084 B.W. (Before Weirdmageddon).

1 And it came to pass that in those days, the followers of Cypher did go forth unto the land, to build a portal.

2 And they called themselves the Anti-Bill-Cyphies, for they were the followers of Cypher.

3 And it came to pass that I, Cypher, spake unto them, saying, Hey idiots! Wanna have the time of your lives? Why don’t you take a crack at portal building? I’ll make you rich and famous, all the babes will love you! Their feet are gonna be tinkling with sooo many bells, you guys are into that right?

4 And they built a portal after the manner in which I showed them, which was sick as hell.

5 And they did pray unto me, saying O Cypher, we know that thou art a god, and we know that thou art the sickest god, and whatsoever that means we know not, but we do believe it.

6 And it came to pass that there was a twerp, who was like unto the cedar trees of Lebanon, who did come. And in the night, he snuck into the portal, and verily he did take a big old stick and bash it to pieces.

7 And on the next day, when I saw what he hath done, I did not throw a big tantrum, don’t believe what hath been written. I remained very calm and collected, and then caused every animal in the vicinity to lose their teeth. And thus the animals couldn’t eat, and a famine came about the land, which was totally what I meant to have happen.

8 Yea, and even the man like unto the cedars of Lebanon starved to death, THAT WILL SHOW HIM. And thus we see that those who fornicate about, will thusly figure out. Amen.

[mercy-love-joy]

A Millennium-Age Meeting

I wanted to write something different from my series. So I thought it would be nice to include Fate and Millie.

[sleepyvib-es]

i need the fanon interpretation that's going around lately saying that percy only ever cared about annabeth, grover, sally and tyson and no one else to die immediately. canon literally does not agree with you.

[binarybitex]

everyone say hello to the Hotel (wip)

[that1notetaker]

I stayed overnight with a friend who let me use their typewriter. Narilamb fanfiction notes look fancy now

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

In the town I'm hopefully moving to I was worried there wouldn't be a coffee shop (I have a crippling caffeine addiction) but there IS and it's INSIDE THE BOOKSHOP!!!!!!! This is going to be wonderful

[bo-bo-bean]

In a car

Flippy: Drive faster, Sneaky, the bleeding is getting worse!

Sneaky: I'm trying, okay? I get nervous when people yell at me while I'm driving.

Flippy: Oh my fault, I'll just die in silence, shall I!?

Sneaky: *scoffs* Flippy, you're always so dramatic.

Mouse: Yeah calm down, Flippy, you're not dying. You're just losing large amounts of blood.

Flippy: ... Yeah that happens to be a leading cause of death!

Sneaky: No, you're thinking of cancer

Mouse: I thought heart disease was the number one cause of death?

Flippy: Yes, but without blood, my heart will have nothing to pump and will therefore get bored and die!

Sneaky: Ok, just try not to get blood on the seat.

Mouse: Are you guys sure this is the right way to the hospital?

Sneaky: I'm pretty sure.

Flippy: What do you mean you're pretty sure??

Sneaky: I think it's that... By that place we ate at the other day? What was it...

Mouse: Oh those fries were DELICIOUS

Sneaky: Oh my gosh, seriously, they were so good-

Flippy: THIS IS MY ARM!! *holds up arm* NOTICE HOW I AM ABLE TO HOLD IT AN ENTIRE ARM'S LENGTH AWAY FROM MY BODY!! THIS IS AN UNDESIRABLE QUALITY!! I INSIST YOU FOCUS ON FINDING ME MEDICAL CARE!!

Sneaky: *putting on mascara*

Flippy: …what are you doing!?

Sneaky: I have a date after this…. Actually can one of you grab the wheel?

Flippy: … *looks at Mouse* … *looks at Sneaky* … *grabs the wheel with his dismembered hand*

Sneaky: Thanks. *pulls out lipstick and steps on the break gently*

Mouse: Hey, how come we're slowing down?

Sneaky: Some ducks are crossing the road. … *looks at a flabbergasted Flippy* Well what else was I supposed to do?

Flippy: Kill them!!!

Sneaky: That's terrible…!

Flippy: No!! This *holds up arm* is terrible!!

Sneaky: … I'm not killing those ducks, Flippy.

Mouse: Yeah they are adorable.

Flippy: Get me to a hospital!! *waves dismembered arm between them*

Sneaky: *gags* Ugh ugh…

Mouse: Flippy, your arm is REALLY cold…

Flippy: …… is it, Mouse?? I'm no doctor but I would venture to guess that's probably indicative of some kind of severe trauma!

Mouse: *shrugs* I don't know, sometimes people just have cold hands all the time *eyes Sneaky*

Sneaky: Should I turn the heater on?

Mouse: Oh! Yeah!

Flippy, dejected: *sighs* Guys if I don't make it, I just want you both to know… that I hate you.

Mouse: Flippy quit being so dramatic, look, the ducks are crossing the road?

Flippy: *flops over in the backseat, dead*

Sneaky: See? And nothing had to die.

Mouse: … *looks at Flippy with confusion*

Sneaky: Oh look, the place with the fries! You think we have time?

Mouse: YES.

Sneaky: Nice.

[kxllerblond]

niche shitpost but this soooo fucking giving clark out in the woods while his werewolf partner is off transformed and running amuck and/or hunting him for sport.