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I can certainly agree. I in fact am currently recovering from a previous toxic monogamous relationship, in which I was forced to see only him. But, he would see others behind my back. I feel as if it important that I share my experiences in regards to the standard of which you speak.

I will also share that my current lovers are extremely kind men and have helped me through my recovery from being with Sauron each step of the way. The key to our success is kindness, strong communication, and willingness to accommodate what each of us needs in a compassionate way. They both are the light of my life. Each of them have encouraged me to break free of my shell and enjoy the world around me far more than I have in the past. What's more is they do not control who I can and cannot see, dictate the choices I am allowed to make and neither of them would dream of striking me.

Please listen to the wise words of the OP young ones. If the one claiming to love you holds a hand up to strike thee, restricts thy freedom or devices thee; ask yourself how it feels when they behave that way. If the answer is miserable, scared or numb, then I would say your wellbeing is in jeopardy. No matter how many times they say they will change, it is unlikely. Narcissistic behavior is something that the one expressing it must want to change. Control is an addiction that satisfies those types far better than any drug ever could. Letting that high go is not what a narcissist will want to do. My ex-husband was that type. He never kept any kind promises he had ever made to me or anyone.

*My eyes become glassy as I speak.* One may even pick up dispicable habits if in the same presence as a lover so vile for too long. Do not let such abuse distort who you truly are inside. It has taken much effort to change my ways after being with him. Believe me when I say it is hard but not impossible to shift ones perspective after such trauma.

Remember, abuse can occur in anyone's life, no matter of one's race, gender, sexual orientation, or if one is polyamorous or monogamous. Please remember that... Please seek help if you are trapped.

My dear lgbt+ kids, 

Yes, there are „bad reasons“ to enter a polyamorous relationship - just like there are bad reasons to enter a monogamous relationship. 

And yes, it is definitely important to be aware of the fact that you can enter relationships for unhealthy reasons - but, again, that applies to everyone. Education on healthy relationships is important for everyone. 

And yet, people usually do not go „Oh, they’re in a monogamous relationship? Those rarely ever last, there are just so many people doing it for the wrong reasons“ or expect you to add on „as long as it’s not done for toxic reasons“ whenever you talk about monogamy. 

Educating about unhealthy relationships is - obviously - not by default offensive or done in bad intent, just because it’s focused on poly relationships (or any queer relationships for that matter). But it is important to differentiate between education and double standards. 

Problems arise when monogamy is treated as the (inherently healthy) standard while polyamory is treated as inherently suspicious and in need of scrutiny. 

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Dad 

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Young Uruk Children Test One's Patience

This year juvenile summer training camp has been a trial of patience. I shall journal about this at a later date. They at least seem to be learning though, as their behavior and skill improves daily. I partially think the hardships the littlest ones have face the past year and a half is to blame for some of their habits.

Allow me to share with you a few of the most common phrases I shout more than 10 times a day.

"No one should be talking!"

"Do not lick your sister!!"

"You are too old to be pulling hair! How old are you again??"

"What do you mean you cannot put your chest plate on by yourself???"

"Put your armor back on!"

"If I have to raise my voice one more time you all are getting laps!"

" Why did you throw that?!"

"Stop hitting your sister!"

"Do not eat that!"

"You are going to bust your skull if you jump off of that!"

"My gauntlet is not a teether!"

"That is what happens when you play with your swords like toys!"

"Take a breath, the world is not ending."

"I told you to sit down!"

"There is no need for that behavior!"

"If you do that one more time you are turning around and trying it again!"

"Try it. You will not like the consequences..... That is what I thought. Stay seated."

"Stop biting your blades! You cannot pick your teeth with them!"

"Get out of that tree and pay attention when an adult is talking!"

"KEEP YOUR CLOTHES ON!"

"Put that down!"

"Stop rolling across the ground."

" Do not bury your brother alive! and get out of that hole!"

"If you throw that one more time you are sitting out during free time!"

"That warg is going to bite you if you keep pulling his tail."

"Stop screaming!"

"Keep your claws, teeth and all other objects to yourself!"

"Stop whining about that."

"You do not need to tattle. Worry about your own behavior!"

"You cannot call another one out if you are doing the same thing!"

"Stay with your unit!"

"It should not take 35 minutes for you to potty!"

"Use your words."

It is true that uruk young are a lot to handle so I expect it from them in various degrees. But, this group is particularly wild. They have taken effort to tame and train. Doing so while they are young will help them grow to be strong independent adults. For now a lot of hand over hand guidance is needed. That is so very typical as well.

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Notice

Glûg- *He nails a notice to the black gates*

-It reads-

Dearest Visitors and Friends,

I have fallen ill as of late and have been less active. I still am rather busy guiding the youngest children of Mordor during their summer activities. As I have mentioned previously summer time is quite busy in Mordor, due to our preparation for the fall and winter. Once I have recovered I will post in-between my busy work as well.

Thank you for your patience,

Lord Father, Adar

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Oh, Adar! Has anyone informed you that on Tuesdays you’re supposed to give Elrond a hug? (And a forehead kiss, if you’re so inclined?)

Adar- I am so terribly sorry for getting back with you so late. *I pause considering your words as a deep blush creeps onto my cheeks*

Yes... Well, I do not think I would be apposed to do such a thing provided he is visiting during a Tuesday... *I spy Elrond standing outside my office going about his inspection. I can already feel my heart longing to be closer to him.*

I um... must take care of something, if you will excuse me. *I lift from my table and quickly stroll to his side in order to tap his shoulder.*

Elrond- Hmm? Is there something you need from me? *He turned to look into my eyes*

Adar- Yes actually there is. Would you come with me a moment? * I rather hastily drag him by the hand out of sight with a blush upon my face.*

*A gentle coo rolls out of my mouth before wrap my arms around him. Suddenly a timid trîl leaves my lips*

Elrond- Darling, what is this about? * He chuckles petting my hair and gently scritches behind my ears*

Adar- It is Tuesday. *I soon begin to pûr kissing his forehead in an uruk fashion by licking the area*

Elrond- *He eagerly licks my lips* Yes. Yes it is? * He says still rather confused but he seems to accept his fate.*

Adar- *I close my eyes as my content pûr relaxes me even further. I cannot keep myself for nuzzling my cheek against his shoulder.*

Elrond- *He continues to scratch the back of my head. Another one of his small chuckles jingles like a bell.* Kitten, we have work to do. After we are through you can lounge with me all you like. *He gently pats my bottom sending my comfort further into a state of bliss.*

Adar- Yes... Yes of course... *I take a moment to gather myself with a deep breath.* I would like that very much. Though I am not fully sure of what came over me. I think it must be because it is Tuesday.

Elrond- ??? If you say so darling. *He shakes his head before caressing my cheeks* let us get what we need to done. I will see you when the sun rises.

Adar - Yes lets. *I kiss his hand before I nod in agreement. Then I part from him to return to my own work.*

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Heart's of Both Fathers and Mothers

Celebrimbor Week- Day 7 (Legacy)

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- The time had come when Celebrimbor was to visit Mordor. Adar felt all out of sorts for the moment his pampered lover was to step through those gates. Adar knew he had little to offer. He was sure Celebrimbor was aware of that fact, but seeing the degree to which it was so little in person was an entirely different story. He truly hoped that would not change anything... Adar was truly unsure why Celebrimbor wanted a visit in the first place. -

-The message was vague but urgent, which set the uruk's anxiety blazing.-

Dearest Adar, If you allow it, I would like to come to you this time. I know this is rather impromptu of me. However, I desperately need to discuss something with you that is not appropriate to be read upon parchment. Will you see me on the 15th of June? I will gather the thoughts that dwell upon me and have them organized by then. I am terribly sorry for my vagueness, as well as the suddenness of this meeting. 

My heart is yours, 

Lord Celebrimbor 

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Celebrimbor's POV

Celebrimbor- * Upon my arrival, I cannot say I am surprised by the modest appearance of my new lover's community.*

 - I know he is looking for resources for infrastructure, but why does he not ask me for aid in this endeavor?- *This is a question I certainly will pose at some point. For now, I have other thoughts that dwell in my heart.*

*As I am being led by Adar's son Glûg, I see several little ones scampering about. They are a rough and tumble sort, but still laugh and smile like all children do. My eyes soften at the sight.* - Perhaps this is the right path for me.-

Celebrimbor- Good morning, deary. *I place a gentle hand upon Adar's once I am seated in front of him.* Take a breath, *I say in the gentlest voice I can muster once I see his twitching fingers and furrowed brows.*

Adar-*He indeed does as I ask. But truthfully, I think it is my touch that soothes him.* What brings you here? *He asks rather bluntly, I am sure he is still anxious. It is heavy in his tone.*

Celebrimbor- *I make sure to hold each of his hands in hopes to keep him soothed* Do you recall during one of our many visits that you mentioned you had orphaned uruk children living here?

Adar- * A look of confusion and guard surfaced within his eyes. However, he kept his tone calm.* I do, though I must confess I'm unsure of why this interests you. Will you explain?

Celebrimbor- Well, as you know, I have a darling daughter. I love her with all my heart as any father ought to for his child. But she has grown. I came to terms long ago that she is more than able to go about life, forging her own path. She is my apprentice ...But... beyond that, I must step away to allow her to blossom further. *I am silent as a part of me rejoices in happiness for the woman she has become. The other part of me weeps intensely. My eyes grow glassy thinking about it, and heaviness is drawn out in my chest.*

It is difficult to explain, but as a father of adult children, I'm sure you understand perfectly what I mean, as there is a vast loss and indescribable pride and joy one feels for them. *I take a steady breath as I can feel myself tearing up.* I need to feel that all over again, but I would like to nurture one of yours.

Adar- * He is rightfully slack-jawed with nothing to say towards my radical statement. I seem to be very apt at doing things that cause others to gasp in shock.* Please, will you give me a moment? *He lifts from his chair with his hand over his heart, then exits his office.*

Celebrimbor- Of course, I understand that is quite a thing to hear from one such as myself. *I hold his hand tightly before I watch him leave.*

Adar- *He looks at me with apprehension and what I assume to be anxiousness. Though later I will find that this was merely his attraction to my maternal instincts and nervousness of that attraction. But that is something I must discover for myself.*

*After a few minutes of him pacing outside of his office hut he comes back to take his seat.*

Celebrimbor- Is everything ok? *I look at him with concern.*

Adar- Dearest, please forgive me, but I must ask, do you know how to properly tend to an uruk child? *Of course, he knew the answer was no. But he obviously was not sure how to address this situation and kept his voice soft.*

Celebrimbor- Of course not, which is why I figured you would be the perfect person to discuss the matter. *I smile while patting his hand. I cannot help but feel my heart flutter at the thought of parenting a child with him. Perhaps it is hasty, still, I fantasize about it often.* -I care not that I am swept away in my dreams.-

Adar-* He looks at me with a gaping mouth and bulging eyes* I -I do not know what to say. Are... Are you serious?

Celebrimbor- Yes, I am Adar. *I look him directly in the eyes. My dreamy state now lies in the back of my mind when serious discussion needs to be dealt with.*

Adar-* He is quiet for a while.* Tell me, of all the children you could choose, why one of my children?

Celebrimbor-*I hold his hand, still keeping his eye contact* I want to make an impact, not just as a way to create a bridge between our cultures. *I lift my hand to run my fingers through his stunning obsidian hair.* Adar, you have made an impact on me personally. I would not call you a lover if you had not done so.

Adar- *He looks at me without a word to say. It was as if time had stopped between us. I cannot say I blame him as I am sure my brand of going about things is far different than what he is used to.*

Celebrimbor- Adar, I'm very serious. *I squeeze his hand. My voice is as sincere as the sunset.*

Adar- *His heart seemed to visibly stop with his gasp. Everything about this moment was beautiful, he was beautiful. More than anything, I could see that this was something horrifying for him.*

-Giving up one of my babies? That is... I...- *Wheels turned in his eyes while he attempted to process all that I had proposed.*

I..I-I...Celebrimbor. Please... You must understand that you ask something deeply precious of me. *He covered his mouth, shaking his head with tears pricking his eyes. he quickly wiped them away.* I am sorry. The answer is no... I cannot allow you to do such a thing at this time.

Celebrimbor- *I nod, fully expecting this to be his answer.* I need to prove that I am able, do I not?

Adar- *He looks at me with sincerity behind his watery gaze.* Yes, if you are as serious as you say, I will gladly teach. If one of my young ones takes to you, it would be cruel to separate the two of you.

Celebrimbor- I will gladly take the offer. How often am I to see you for your teachings? *I ask, looking into his eyes, then gently caress his cheek.*

Adar- As often as you like. *He is a bit too quick to answer with his whole face practically lit up when I took his offer*

Celebrimbor- *The sweet look that completely engulfed him made my heart thump. An image of him rocking a tiny babe had me fluttering as light as a butterfly.* -Yes, I do indeed believe with all my heart that he is one I could be happy sharing my legacy with him.-

*His careful consideration of the future was truly dream-like.* -Perhaps it is the feeling of my heart being cradled in his hands.-

*My cheeks flush with a well of love. I'm sure he will not drop me* Forgive me for being so bold, dearest. It means a great deal to me as well. Children are, after all, the future. They are indeed the greatest legacy we gift to the world.

Adar-* He looks at me with something pure and filled with light. With the biggest smile on his face, he could not contain the happiness that poured from his eyes. He leaned forward, cupping both sides of my face, only to drag me into a kiss that I can only describe as magical.*

Celebrimbor- *I deepen the kiss while petting his hair. While our tongues share love, I can feel his Breath being taken away. Mine is no different as we part.* Show me what to do, darling. I swear to you I will treat them as if they already are my own.

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Adar- *I stare captivated by his radiance as always* The ship name is Adarond.

Elrond- *looks up oblivious from zoning out* hmm? What was that?

Adar- Nothing. *I say far too quickly with fret in my tone.*

Elrond- ???? Why don't you take a seat, you look feverish. *He gently leads me to a chair and assists me in sitting down.*

Adar-😍😍😍😍😍

Glûg: And DON'T flirt with him! Adar: I'm not going to ffffffff.... Elrond: [walks in]  Adar: -fffucking hell, okay.

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Maddness

Celebrimbor Week- Day 5 (What if)

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Celebrimbor's POV

Celebrimbor - *My morning was rightfully somber. How does one cope with such a truth? His words echo in my head, causing my chest to tighten.*- Perhaps I am mad for feeling the need to keep him? No "right" person would... Would they?-

*I pace in thought around a small table filled with luncheon, still mulling over all that has happened between us.* - Perhaps it is true. Like my kin of old, I am not "right".- *The garden is the only thing keeping my feet remotely planted to the ground.*

Adar- *I hardly notice him taking a seat. He is silent, only staring at me with pain still lingering in his eyes.*

Celebrimbor- *A startled gasp jumps out of my throat.* Goodness Deary, I didn't see you there! *I place a hand on my chest when I take a breath. Finally, when my mind is forced back into place, I take a seat across from him.*

Adar-* He cannot look at me, nor does he move to fill his plate.*

Celebrimbor- *I similarly mirror him, though my intense eyes are drenched with longing. I want so badly to lay my head upon his shoulder.*- The vast silence between us seems to stretch on for as long as the sky.-

Celebrimbor- What if it didn't happen? *I call out to him, finally breaking the tension. My words seem to create a different type of stress that is also laced with empathy.*

Adar- *He lifts his head, raising a brow. However, my peculiar question does not douse the guilt on his face.* Come again?

Celebrimbor- *I am silent in thought, giving myself time to think.* Your first ever encounter with my city. What if you never... *I pause again, choosing words carefully.* What if you never "visited"?

Adar- *A helpless air fell about him when his eyes dropped in sadness* Then I suppose I would not be here before you.

Celebrimbor- *Without a word, I stand walking to my uruk to stroke his cheek.* I should say we ought to be thankful for that much, then. * I lean down, wrapping my arms around Adar*

Adar- *Small tears of what I am sure are mixed feelings trail down each of his cheeks.* -How could I be so cruel?-

How can you say such things after knowing of the tragedies I have caused? *He hangs his head, shaking it several times. His hands cover his face.*

Celebrimbor- How could I not when you've made all the right choices since then? *I lift, petting his hair as gently as sprinkling rain* - Truly, I must be mad.-

Adar - *he lifts suddenly, staring at me with tear-streaked cheeks.*

Celebrimbor- *I lock eyes with him, unmoving with depth that only stars can tell. I am sure his magnificent ice blue orbs have seen horror just as I have. However, the love I see in them reaches deeper than the earth goes.* - Perhaps I may be mad, but it still is right regardless of circumstances?-

*A grave amount of shaking accompanies my movement as I lean into him. Our lips touch only for me to easily part them, sliding my tongue in.*

*Our tongues dance about sending us each into vulnerability with whimpering breaths before I pull away.*

Adar- *His eyes reveal something fragile that lurks far below his surface. I cannot place it specifically, though I am sure it is similar to my own hidden state in some way.*

*Before I can think about it too deeply, I feel his rough tongue grace my lips and nose*

Celebrimbor- *I cannot restrain a surprised giggle* It feels like that of a kitten's kiss.

Adar- *His lips curve up when his cheeks darken. A sheepish coo rolls out from his mouth.*

Celebrimbor- *I easily pull him out from the table to straddle his lap* What if you were to tell me more about this delicate side you keep hidden?

Adar- *His stone demeanor all but melts away. Shyness takes over his shoulders when they hunch. He looks to the side of the garden where my red roses grow. * Then you will likely find that we are the same in our need to bend and kneel before a lover. However, I simply pûr and you adorn your hair with a tiara.

Celebrimbor- *My heart swells at such a sweet sentiment.* -Yes, this is right indeed.-

*As tragic as our original fate was, I can say I think I could be happy that it all came to pass. For if it did not, I may not have found such a beautiful love hidden in ashes.*

*I cup the side of his face, turning his head to look into his eyes.* Even as yielding as I am, I would adore pampering a kitten like you. Can you accept that I cannot take charge as Elrond? I've seen him take the lead with you... I am not that type. Is that still something your heart needs?

Adar- *A roaring pûr of happiness erupts so loudly I swear I feel it wrapping around us like a blanket. The next thing I know, he is showering my face with licks in-between trîls*

Celebrimbor- *I explode giggling under his affection.* I love you too, kitten! * I squeak in laughter, playfully licking his lips back. I cannot resist snuggling up against his chest when I offer him a forkful of delicious greens.* Shall we take turns feeding one another?

Adar- *A long trîl followed by another one of those darling coos escaped him. He giggles in return, taking the bite only to hold up a potato stabbed by his fork for me.* 

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A Different Sort of Confession

Celebrimbor Week- Day 4 (Relationship)

@the-southlands

Celebrimbor's POV

Celebrimbor- *When I awake, my handsome savior from the night before is not by my side. My eyes grow soft when I see him sitting on the edge of the bed. His scarred back feels all too familiar to me, causing my heart to seize.*

*I lift from my spot, kissing a brand of what looks like a hot poker. Then, I wrap my arms around him so that I may pull him to my chest.*

* With a giggle, I lay my head on his shoulder.* Good morning, gorgeous. *My voice is as gentle as my hands that caress his stomach.*

Adar- *He gasps, freezing in his spot only momentarily before settling after he hears my voice* Good Morning. *He replies bashfully, he then begins to pet my hand as if I were made of the most delicate glass.*

-Then a silence as beautiful as our window's sunbeams pours over us. This moment is something that I'm sure I will savor for years to come.-

Adar- *He sighs, suddenly hanging his head. His hair fell around his face like a curtain.*

Celebrimbor- Share your thoughts, deary. I will not judge you. * I turn his head and kiss his lips gently*

Adar- What is "this"? *His voice is remarkably somber when he turns to face me fully.* This.... *He gently traces the curve of my body, letting his hand rest upon my naked hip.* I need to know what it means.

Celebrimbor- *I hum blissfully under his touch then place my hand upon his cheek before I lean in for another kiss. His lips might be dry with cracked places, but this does not bother me one bit.* Well, *I let my thumbs massage his skin while I gather my thoughts.*

I think this means that my heart is ready to feel loved again. *I place my hand upon his scar torn skin that hides his heart.* Your hands are gentle, I hear kindness in your voice each time we meet, and I see honesty in your actions. 

*I tuck his hair gently behind each of his ears.* I would like to think that writing a fairytale with you would be like living within a dream.

Adar- *He smiles small then looks at me with eyes of stained glass* Then you ought to know that you cannot be the only one who occupies my heart. I need several types of love to keep my heart beating happily.

Resting my head between two loving souls each night is what keeps my own from falling to pieces. So, you must know that Elrond is one whom I wish to wake with among shared blankets each morning as well. *His breath is steady, but his hands shake and fidget nervously under what I can only assume as pressure*

Of course, I completely understand if that is something that you cannot deal with... I understand your anger with me for not telling you sooner... *His breath quickens only just slightly. Then he starts to lift from his spot* I shall leave immediately from your presence if-

Celebrimbor- *I place a gentle finger over his lips* I already know. Deary, there is no need to fret as I have figured that out long before this moment. If it bothered me, I would not have allowed you to see me in such a way as last night. *My cheeks darken as I recall the beautiful time we shared in the moonlight*

Adar- *Tears pick up in his eyes while he nods. He is quiet for several moments before he speaks again.* There are other things too... Things I am sure would be difficult to make sense of... Forgive me... It is a very uncanny situation to explain.

Celebrimbor- Honey, settle yourself. What on earth do you mean? *I speak in the quietest whisper next to his ear before pulling him into a gentle hug*

Adar- *He wraps his arms around me, nuzzling into my shoulder. He shakes his head, crying out harder.* I do not deserve your kindness. Not after my crimes... However, I cannot bring myself to deny it...

Celebrimbor- Darling, I know your past is darker than the path you now walk. You only-

Adar- Please... You do not understand... Let me explain. *He takes several minutes to gather himself once more.* That day that "it" escaped my grasp was not the first time I encountered your city... That was the second time.

*He is silent for a long moment.* "It" was not the only one who destroyed all that you held dear... For I had transformed your beautiful city into ashes in search of that "thing" that bound you in its grip.

Celebrimbor- *I pull back, shaking my head as a surge of confusion rips through my chest. Soon, a dramatic shock of lightning pain courses through me. My jaw soon grows slack, unsure of to navigate this conversation. What does one say after such a confession? I shake my head.* Adar, no... I saw you relieve him of his hand with my own eyes. You nearly ripped him to shreds before *I stop myself*

Elrond and I held you down as you were injured. That cannot possibly be true. You wept when you came back from blind rage. I saw it happen. I saw the truest part of you that day... Adar, I do not understand. *Tears slide down my cheek as pain attacks my chest*

Adar- *He looks at me with pain equal to my own* I died in vain the day I committed such crimes against you. That "thing" got away without so much as a scratch... and you.... *His face twists in agony with his lips trembling as he speaks again.* I can't say for sure, but I have a feeling you did not make it either...

Celebrimbor, I am sorry... You must know that I cannot keep the truth from you. If I did not speak a word of it, I would be no better than what "it" did to both you and me...I will understand if you do not want to see me again.

Celebrimbor- *I hiccup several times as I wipe my eyes* I... I didn't say that. It is difficult, yes. *Despite such despicable news, I cannot help but yearn for him. I was correct to call him honest. Such words that he spoke have my heart wrapped in love and pain. Love is often like this.*

*I shake my head, holding each of his hands.* The person I know you to be is not the rabid uruk that I had first met, who snarled on my forge floor that day he ran. Nor are you this beast, you would like me to believe, lives in you. Perhaps that shadow of your past self was all of those things. People change Adar. So have you.

Adar- * He cannot speak, he just shakes his head sobbing with his hands covering his face.* You cannot mean that... Please be sensible... *He shakes his head.* Can you not hear yourself?

Celebrimbor- *I sniffle behind my tears while I wipe away the rain that streaks his cheeks* I do. I simply need time to process it.

*I shakily kiss Adar's lips.* My answer remains the same. I only need some time to myself. I think you do as well. Please know this does not mean I will not have you.

Adar- *He calms down with slow breaths, wiping his eyes. Then nods silently as my words seem to be soaking in.*

Celebrimbor- Do what you need to self-soothe, deary. * I cuddle with him as we both come down from the tension.* We will speak again at midday if you are ready by then. I am sure I will be.

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*I take a moment to to reflect on @adarswidow 's thoughts. Then I stare down at my booted feet.* It is true that I do not often allow others to glance at my skin outside of my single and and face...

Perhaps only a select few are allowed to see and touch... but if ones hand is gentle I "may" welcome it... *The idea of having some one tend to me in that way feels forbidden... But perhaps... If the pain becomes too much as it often does, Elrond may feel comfortable doing it for me? My thoughts run rampant.*

- Am I allowed such a luxury?- *I begin to pace in my office. My feet do indeed sting*

I was giving myself a lavender salt foot bath and then I thought I wanted to give Adar one.

Then I realized I never thought about his feet much since they're always hidden in his boots, which just proves my point. He would really need one. I don't even care if he wants it, but I'm pretty sure he'd enjoy it. At first he would resist but then he would actually love it.

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Pain that Glistens

Celebrimbor Week- Day 3 (Rings)

Warning: Domestic Violence, Abuse within Celebrimbor's dreams . PTSD dreams, panic attack after he wakes. Strong heavy comfort afterwards.

@the-southlands

Celebrimbor’s POV

Celebrimbor- *A sharp prickling set of countless needles felt like they had attacked my face all at once. A booming echo followed this in a dull room. But I remained strong, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a whimper.*

*A haunting voice soon erupts louder, carrying with it a shrill peak that pierces my eardrums. I can't comprehend his words, but I dare not speak a word. Even when I feel myself being thrown against what I'm sure is the desk within my forge, I remain silent.*

* The only thing to anchor me is the ice of hand-carved mahogany against the side of my burning cheek. The frame around my sight scrambles, leaving me with the sight of those sketches that have forsaken me. Beauty and bliss only lasted for a short time, keeping my love alive.*

Annatar- I ORDERED YOU TO MAKE THEM!

Celebrimbor- *A sharp squeak escapes me after fierce thunder cracks against my skull. Still, I am silent. The use in escape is as evident as the futile metal cruly locked around my wrist. Or, perhaps it is the trapped sensation I feel of his claws around the other and the vile closeness of his body to my back.*

Annatar- Don't make me say it again. *His sickening voice haunted my ears like a quiet phantom.*

Celebrimbor- *I lay there, granting him no response. My solitary salvation is the smallest pair of eyes that glisten in the dark corner of my desk. I can see him reeling the corner of an elegantly dawn set of rings to his tiny jaws. For even a mouse can devour a nightmare. My desperate thoughts cling to the idea that he is here for my sake. *

Celebrimbor- I will taint my hands no longer- *for that my legs met the brief bliss of chilled air before a rain of terror was delivered upon them. Thin volcanic stripes against my entire back end sent me screaming.*

-My eyes finally shot open.-

Adar- *He has my thrashing body pinned against my silky sheets.* Celebrimbor! You must awaken! *His voice repeatedly beckons me*

Celebrimbor- *My scream shatters through the dark when I momentarily see blonde hair instead of his beautiful raven locks. My violently thrashing body only intensifies from that point forward until I feel gentleness.*

Adar- *His heart crumbles to dust at the sight of my turmoil, but like a mountain, he is strong. Since words do nothing for the moment, his head dips to my face, gently nosing my cheeks. Then he begins to pepper my face with licks. Before I realize what is happening, his loud pûr blast's through my vision.*

Celebrimbor- *limpness overtakes my entire being, allowing my vision to properly return. His gentle nuzzling face against mine and his weight gave my eyes with torrential tears.* I cannot make them anymore! No more rings, please! *I beg below him*

Adar- *He scoops me into his arms, licking my nose, pûrring louder before finally speaking.* I would not dare to ask such a thing from you, nor will I allow 'it' to greet your presence. *He presses my head close to his bare chest, then gently sways me.*

Celebrimbor- *I nod, only able to sob as I bury my face against his lean muscle. His gentle demeanor is like a balm to my heart.*

*A gentle trîl falls from his lips right as he begins to pet my hair. However, his pûrring never ceases. It only grows stronger.*

-The door suddenly crashes open-

A pair of guards- *each came rushing into my room* My Lord, we heard a disturbance! Is everything -*Their breaths grow silent with shock.*

-Perhaps the sight of our naked bodies intertwined within a clinging embrace is too much for their eyes?-

Adar- *an almost primal state seems to have taken over him as a low growl and cat-like hiss rips through the space between us and them in warning. His body curls over mine to act as a barrier between me and my staff.*

Celebrimbor- *Though I don't fully understand this strange behavior, I cannot bring myself to reject it. Instead, I begin petting his hair. Through my sobs, I attempt to soothe him.* No, darling, calm yourself. I promise I'm not in any danger. *I silently shooed both of them away.*

-Without argument, the door quickly shuts.-

Adar- *He falls into the sheets, rolling to the side just enough to wrap us both up in blankets. His pûrring quickly returned. I then feel his chin against my head.*

Celebrimbor- *The amount of safety that overcomes all of my previous fears is indescribable. I cannot keep myself from suckling his collarbone, nor can I resist repeated whimpers of relief. Stray tears may fall, but not for long. He is my pillar.*

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I gladly will participate in showering him with kindness just at he has for me! *I say with passion.*

🎉🌿 HEAR YE, HEAR YE — THE DATES HAVE BEEN SPOKEN!!!!🌿🎉

"Elrond Week – As Kind as Summer" will take place from the 14th of July to the 20th of July!!

— and YES, that means we’re starting on Bastille Day, which is so poetically chaotic that I, a French girlie, simply cannot be normal about it. You can find the previous post here bestie!!!

What could be more on theme for a week dedicated to our gentle, long-suffering, elegant lore father than launching it on the day France went, “You know what? No. Give us liberty, cake, and excessive dramatics”?

So! Mark your calendars, dearest elves, humans, hobbits, and miscellaneous beings. From July 14th–20th, we shall sip tea, cry in cursive, admire his robes, and whisper tender poetry about memory, mercy, and that one time he went, “I was there, Gandalf...”

Coming soon: 🔮 Prompt wheels! (you spin me right round mellon, right round-) 🎨 Banners! (Would I REALLY be myself if I didn't make banners and headers?????) 💭 Words to include! 📦 Soft lore and sad boy support boxes!

Get ready to embrace the soft summer melancholy™ and show Elrond the love he deserves. Gird your hearts. Stock your tea. Dust your bookshelves. We ride (gently) at dawn.

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Taking Steps

Celebrimbor Week- Day 2 (Family)

@the-southlands

Celebrimbor's POV

Mirdania- You wish to see me, ada? What is it? *She walks onto my patio where I sip tea among the flowers. As usual, her voice is small like that of a timid mouse.*

Celebrimbor- Over here, deary, why don’t we share a sip of tea for a while? *I set down my ink-tipped quill in its stand and pat the seat beside me.*

Mirdania- * This particular request always means I want to speak with her about something important. The drag of her steps and hesitancy to sit quickly is proof of her anxiety.* Of course, ada, what is it you’d like to speak with me about this afternoon?

Celebrimbor- I have asked my friend from Mordor to visit and to bring with him his closest child. After how anxious you were at the party last month, it may be good for you to socialize with one of his own. Perhaps you might share with them the loveliest things about our city? *I grin, patting her head.*

Mirdania- * She looks at me, jaw dropped and eyes as wide as the tea saucers below our cups.* Ada, please reconsider. I think that is a little drastic, is it not? Bringing an uruk like that through the streets would be most alarming, ada! Be sensible, please. * She spoke in a gasp of alarm, though it was clear there was prejudice behind her words.*

Celebrimbor- An uruk like what? Like them? *My tone grows stern with a scolding sting* I do not believe I raised you to speak with that manner in regards to others, did I, little one?

Mirdania- No ada, you did not. I apologize for such disrespect. *She huffs, falling back against her seat.*

Celebrimbor- You are forgiven. *I gently rub her shoulder after my tone returns to its normal gentle state.* I know it is difficult, but as I told my friend, change cannot occur without taking steps, my child. We must bridge this gap between our races somehow if we would like the blood to stop raining. Do you understand?

Mirdania- Yes ada, I do. *She huffed again, unwilling to put up any more of an argument.*

Celebrimbor- *I clap my hands.* Very good, after you finish your tea, I’d like you to give this to our messenger. Have him deliver it to Mordor, please. *I wobble in my spot, getting cozy with a little giggle.*

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-As it turned out Glug was no more thrilled with this visit than Mirdania. He was dreadfully tired and had to strategically move about the streets to feel comfortable due to the sunlight, despite his layers of clothing. That not to mention the stares and people running out of sight each time he or his father drew close.-

-Once inside Adar and Celebrimbor both introduced their children. However upon doing so it wasn’t long before both men became quite lost in each other’s beauty. This much was obvious to the younger generation in the room as they seemed to be ignored almost immediately after Celebrimbor served Adar tea.-

Celebrimbor- *I giggle stirring in honey that Adar had brought with him to share.* Thank you deary, it’s so lovely that you thought to bring this here for us to share. Moriondor honey is excellent!

Adar- *His cheeks grow rosy and his voice became subdued.* You’re too kind. But you know I’m happy to share it anytime with you.

Celebrimbor- Marvelous.*I hum happily savoring the flavor of my first sip of tea before bouncing back to the conversation.* Tell me, how is your young lad doing these days?

Adar- Glûg? Yes he is well. His wife is a little ruffled that I dragged him away from his fatherly duties of watching my grandchild but she will get over that. *He begins to laugh.*

Celebrimbor- OH! You never said you had a grandchild, how lovely! *I nearly squeak giddy, one might think there were cupid hearts in my eyes as we spoke. Talk of the tiniest souls always has this effect on me.*

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Glûg- So how long do you think it will take before your own Lord Father realizes that mine has eyes for him. *He points to us both looking doe eyed at one another.*

-Pan back to our lovely couple who inhabit a dreamy state.-

Adar- *He looks at me with fluttering lashes.* Um yes, he is only just a baby. Perhaps I can bring you a sketch of him when we next meet? *His voice only grew softer, I could easily compare it to a cloud passing the sky.*

Celebrimbor- Yes please I anxiously await to see your artistic skills. *I feel myself lean forward in interest with my own cheeks darkening. A small smirk lifts as I spy his gorgeous hands. I cannot help but imagine them being put to work on something truly beautiful.*

-What other artistic talents are you hiding, sweet sir?- *I hum in question to myself*

-Back to Glûg and Mirdania-

Mirdania- *she rolls her eyes.* Goodness I haven't the slightest notion... It's quite obvious of an attraction. Ada will come into the forge half in a dream after each of their "political meetings". You ought to have heard him after the party last month. Everyone who passed could hear him pining in his study.

Glûg- *He looks dead pan at his own father.* That is far too familiar. My own will run off to his hives or "secret place" in the forest near home in longing. He thinks no one notices but we all know.

Mirdania- *She nods rubbing her temples.* Exactly as it is here... we all see it too.

Glûg- Yep... *he mirrors her* We all have seen him run off with his "boyfriend" in the earliest part of the morning as well.

Mirdania- boyfriend? *she almost looked offended as she spoke*

Glûg- Yes, my Lord Father is a poly type. He feels most balanced with two at the same time within the same space.but I digress, in regards to his current lover, he says they are "trying things out" *he makes finger quotes* Again we all see that they are both mad for each other. I can’t say that I’d be too surprised if they made a similar arrangement.

Mirdania- Oh? Yes, I believe I have heard of such a thing before. I suppose I could understand that, not one person should be expected to provide everything for the other. Having a third could even the responsibility of love for all involved. *she nodded deeply in thought* Who is the other?? Surely not one of your kin?? I hear he refers to all of his people as his children. I suppose that would explain the title you give him. How interesting.*She sits in thought, then turns to Glûg as he speaks.*

Glûg- oh no! Our Lord Father is very much not interested in us in such a way. The other lover is the elf Elrond.

Mirdania- Really! the high King's harold!? *She gasped in astonishment as tea was spilled. She was quite astonished at how easy it was to talk to him. Each word seemed to draw her in further.*

Glûg-*he shrugs unsure of what she means. but lets it go. these things are above what he cares to pay attention to* Apparently so.

-Pan back to Adar and Celebrimbor-

Adar- *That little smirk evoked a bashful coo that rolled out of his throat. Then not long after a deep rumbling pûr erupted in his chest. His darling appearance was tied up handsomely like a bow with the softest sparkle of his sky blue eyes.*

Celebrimbor- *Of course my curiosity distracts me from the fine art of his unique figure. There were things that I had to explore!* Do all uruk make such delightful sounds? I remember you making such calls at the party last we met. Though come to think of it, I'm sure I’ve heard them during our other meetings. *I cannot help my bubbly nature. It practically takes over me as I’m always eager to learn.*

Adar- *He snaps back gasping with fidgeting tapping fingers.* Um... Yes... It depends on our mood and company.

Celebrimbor- Fascinating! Do tell me more about it if you please! *I lean in when my interest is piqued further. The grin over my face is wide with excitement.*

Adar-*His eyes widen much like my daughters had the day we spoke in the garden. Then a most peculiar sound like that of a startled kitten rolled out of his mouth in response. he even jumps in his seat with a look of astonishment*

Celebrimbor- * I cannot help myself. Adar is one of the most interesting fellows I have met. Behind his silence is a world much deeper than the depth of the ocean. This much I am sure of. So naturally I have to question this gorgeous being!* And that sound! what does it mean or perhaps it is just a natural body function??

Adar-*He straightened up appearing to collect his thoughts. Then he began to explain himself.* Uruk pûrring means different things depending on the context *he blushes deeply* you might say in this context in a way I simply enjoy your company. The trîl can mean a plethora of things too. This time it was because you caught me off guard with your interest. I didn't expect it to fascinate you so. However, yes we all pûr and trîl. *What he didn't say was that he was submissively pûrring due to being deeply enamored by my beauty. The trîl was of lovesick nervousness as well as surprise.*

Celebrimbor- *I looked at him wide eyed with wonder sipping every word he has to say as if it were a part of tea time. * Please go on! Tell me more! What of that melodic coo? Does it have any social meaning among your culture? Am I referring to that call correctly?

Adar- *Adar’s eyes were bugging out of their sockets by now. However I was far too occupied to notice, as I often block all other things out when I am on a path of discovery.* That? That is *He was starting to feel trapped in conversation. Though, I simply took his stuttering as a gesture of him attempting to explain his radically different uruk ways to an outsider like myself.* It... *He sighs taking a breath to gather courage.* It is a sound one who is in love makes... *He hangs his head, he feels the need to escape immediately* I.. I’m sorry that was far too forward of me. I will not trouble you any further, if you'll excuse me.. * He begins to lift up from his seat. His face washes over with a sort of pain that attacks my heart.*

Celebrimbor- Please don't. *I grab Adar's hand* Don't leave... I.. I missed you. I think it's lovely that you feel the way you do. *I stand beside Adar then cup his face leaning in for a kiss* Perhaps we can talk tonight? Once the children are off doing as they will?

Adar- *Another trîl escaped his throat then he found himself hypnotized by the gentleness of the act* Yes... Yes please, I would like that very much.

-Back to Glûg and Mirdania-

Glûg- * He makes a face to his unlikely new friend.* Please tell me there is a different place to be other than hanging around here. It’s as if they have forgotten we're here! *He announces that last statement loud enough for both of us to hear. But neither of us responded, evoking a sigh from him.*

Mirdania- *She returns it equally disturbed by our bold behavior.* Yes… I thought you would never speak up.

- Without a word more, the two of them escape the awkward situation, leaving their parents in privacy.-

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A Great Invitation

Celebrimbor Week - Day 1 (Celebration)

@the-southlands

Celebrimbor's POV 

Celebrimbor-* I sit there within one of my many studies, making notes for a project that has been itching at my mind for several weeks now. I finally have a breakthrough when my study door opens abruptly. Something of a pouty huff escapes my lips as my hand scribbles about the page, botching a small section of my work. I roll my eyes slightly in response* - Well, so much for perfection.-

Yes, who is it? *My tone resembles something a bit pouty*

Mirdania- *She enters his study unsure of what to say at first* It is Mirdania, ada…

Celebrimbor- *A smile tugs my lips when I hear my daughter speak.* Yes, deary, come in. What is it you need? You know I’ll always have time to speak with you. *I stand from my desk and turn to look at her.*

Mirdania- Ada, it’s about this party list. I’m a little concerned. It is about one of the recipients. 

Celebrimbor- And why should that concern you, my dear? I am meticulous about such matters as you ought to know already. * There is suspicion and confusion in my tone. Though I have a hunch of who she referred to.*  

Mirdania- *She sighs, looking off to the corner of the room in silence. She recalls the great deceiver, and how he had tangled her father most despicably into something… Whatever that something was, it was a terror she never wanted to see again…* This uruk from Mordor, why do you request an audience with him after so many atrocities that were committed in his name? Why is he to join us here at a private event that is so dear to our culture?

*She paused with her brows furrowing. Her face twisted into unruly pain.* - Would this uruk lead us all down the path of deception for a second time?-

Ada, I… *Flashes of her father's despair zipped through her mind. She felt her heart stab in pain, remembering how her father had forgotten her name. Tears pricked her eyes like thousands of needles*

Celebrimbor- *Seeing my daughter breaking to pieces like glass before me was something I could not bear to watch for a second time. I rush forward, grasping her tightly, tucking her head to my shoulder.* Eirien (Daisy)… Please, I know it is difficult to understand, but he did rescue me that day. For that, I am eternally grateful. Thus far, he has kept his word at each turn to improve himself and the lives around him, even those lives that he has caused immeasurable pain.

Mirdania- *She looks up at me in confusion behind fear stained eyes.*

Celebrimbor- *I too grow silent when I recall the agony in his eyes. What shook my core further was that it was I who I saw collapse to the ground in his place, snarling in ugliness as that monstrous beast slipped away in the night. The tears he shed were raw with heartbreak. It was a heartbreak that I shared with him.* There is something very real about his story that I can deeply appreciate, hinya (my child). So I want you and all my staff to be polite to him as you always are when he attends this event.

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-Time had passed slowly with meetings here and there with adar. Fondness has blossomed, eyes of hazel are captivated by strength, and my heart grows curious again despite its bandaged state. Then the day finally comes.-

Adar- *He stands off in a shaded corner of the room. Anxiety has risen to its peak, running through each vein in his body.* -This cannot be real can it??? As kind of a gesture as it is, what on earth stormed through his thoughts? I shall not ever be suitably fit for any occasion among the civil! Nor shall I be suitable for his company…- *A sting of heartache laced his thoughts when he spied me chattering happily among the crowd of attendees.*

*Then there was the realization that nearly all gifted him with stares of disdain each time he would stroll through the crowd. Such a thing was equally infuriating. A low cat-like growl escaped his throat when a figure rushed to him. The tension was far too much, he was sure he might grow feral if he were to endure anymore… Then he reminds himself* - This is no more than I deserve…-

*Much to his surprise, Elrond grabbed his hand. A submissive coo inevitably hummed in his chest.*

Elrond- * He pets Adar’s hair, drawing him into a hug. He whispers softly into the uruk’s ear* Take a moment to breathe kitten. It is only Elrond. *Then knowingly he begins to speak again.* You ought to mingle, I think it may get them to understand that not all are unpleasant company.

Adar- *He shakes his head at a loss for words. A creeping apprehension and looming dread of his past actions haunts his memory. He then turns to look in the direction of where I stand speaking quite animated with my hands about a plethora of things that bring joy to my face.*

*His heart raced with feathers adorning his thoughts. A whimpering trîl rolls from his throat when his cheeks flush a deep rose color. He then has to give himself another reminder.* -It is fiercely inappropriate for me to even dream…-

Elrond- *Despite the darkened area the deep glassy look of longing in Adar’s eyes is as clear as crystal. He can easily guess in which direction it is pointed.* Meleth nin (My love), I truly believe you ought to go speak with him. Did you not give me a similar look each time we shared company? * He chuckled mischievously, giving Adar's side a tickle.*

Adar- * He giggles timidly then nestles himself against Elrond's side as there is safety in this secluded space. Had there been people to watch he would not show such behavior.*

*A small huff escapes him* No my darling. It is best for me to stay out of sight, lest I want to invite ruin to his special occasion. *He looks away from the crowd* He does not deserve to have this lovely party spoiled on my account.

Please, leave me. Enjoy yourself while you have the opportunity. *He lifts up to kiss and lick his lovers lips.*

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Celebrimbor- *I swore I had seen Adar bobbing through the crowds. But, I am positive I did not hear his name announced at the ballroom’s entrance.*

 -Such a shy thing he is. How sweet.- *I think with a small grin.*

*However, the fact that I cannot see him is painful. I make it my mission to discover his whereabouts as I dance around the room chattering with groups of my friends and kingdom subjects. It is only till I spot Elrond rushing to the darkest corner of the room that my suspicions are raised.*

There you are, friend! I was wondering where you were fluttering about. *I chuckle hoping my energy might lift the somber expression from his handsome face.* 

Elrond- Perhaps I shall see you both later tonight when the crowd thins? * He shoots me a grin that I am all too well accustomed to.He is sure to cause some sort of mischief. Then like a hummingbird he flies away leaving us to ourselves.*

 Celebrimbor- *I certainly am interested in joining in on possible plans Elrond has! But that can wait. I turn my attention back to Adar.* 

I’ve been searching for you since the merriment started. Are you not enjoying yourself? *I look at him with a glance of compassion. I reach forward to take both of his hands.* Please what ails you to stay crouching out of sight? Has anyone treated you ill? I certainly will have words with whomever has dared to start altercations at one of MY functions! *I say with a passionate flare like that of a thespian*

Adar- *He gazes at me quite taken aback with my words. Then he blinks as his cheeks again grow dark like the red petals of a rose.* No, it is nothing of the sort. No one has spoken a word in ill will towards me. *What he failed to mention was that no one but Elrond had spoken to him the entire duration of his visit.*

Celebrimbor- *I look at him perplexed, then my own cheeks flush mirroring his.* - Such a soft darling! I never knew he could be this shy!-

*I smile at him with a silken expression then finally begin to speak* Perhaps you might be inclined to join in if I were to share your company? Elrond already declared he is happy to accompany us on a gallivant to and fro. *I chuckle bubbly with excitement giving him a wink*

Adar- *He looks at the crowd wearily in silence. Then back at me unsure of what to say. My sweet inclusive energy is still a delight. However, he is not sure he should accept it, as he is convinced his place is not in the company of such purity.*

Celebrimbor- Things will become easier over time. They will surely come to enjoy your company as much as I. But that cannot happen unless you take a step. * I cup the side of his face then lock eyes with him. My voice is as light as feathery down *

What's more, I summoned you to attend because I wanted your company. It is not due to political obligations. *I rest my hand upon his shoulder. My glee grows when I see that he even dressed for the occasion. He is clad in black as usual, though this time he wears form fitting trousers and a black shirt with puffed sleeves that were cuffed at his wrists. It was a modest look, so much so that one would not think of him a lord. But that was a part of his charm. Adar had a down to earth quality that refreshed me each time we shared company. *

Adar- *He looks at me with glassy eyes filled with something heavy that cannot be named. He nods in response when he feels his anxiety begin to lessen. Hesitantly, He moves forward with tentative arms rising with visible shake to their lengths. Soon I find myself being drawn into a hug. He then coos before letting out a gentle cat-like pûr. Words are a thing too difficult for him to form; this will simply have to suffice as a form of gratitude.*

Celebrimbor- *I am pleased by the gesture even if I am not accustomed to the ways of uruk communication. I’m sure this is a gesture meant for friends. It sounds lovely regardless. Until meeting him I was completely unaware that uruk made such sweet noises. For whatever the meaning they hold it has my heart curious for more.*

Come, let us enjoy ourselves. *I take him by the hand as he pulls back from me. Then I gently lead him through the crowd. He may be silent with a timid air, but it is still a joy to have him at my side.*

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*My heart ached as I recalled the tragedy of seeing so many of my children being slain for a helpless cause. Torture of myself and that I dealt to others stabbed my heart. Then memories of how it started for me reeled through my mind.* I did not start off this way. Perhaps you might say I would like to reclaim the parts of myself that have been forgotten…

*Something raw smashed itself in my chest as I continue to speak. It was unnameable, daunting and painful.* It took my own death for me to see that something needed to change. I'm sure that sounds absurd. But it is a fact of that complicated matter nonetheless.

The reality was I had become the "thing" I despise most in this world. I do not want your forgiveness nor do I want pity. What's done is done, all I can do is choose what to do next. *A distant melancholy air hung in my eyes with each word, then I pause to gather myself.* - focus on the good things-

I chose to ride beyond that "thing". If I would like it to leave my world *I tap my chest* it is essential that I must step up as a person. I've wasted so much of my time chasing it, and I have allowed spite to rule all of my judgement for too long. I am the only one who has the power to make it stop.

*I then look him directly in the eyes with no nonsense in my gaze.* Responsibility is the only option for me and my children to take. It is up to me to teach them better ways. *I take a deep stressed breath, unsure of how this man Boromir will take my answer, but I refuse to take back any of my words.*

*I take a soothing breath I remember that the company I am sharing is much better than that of the last one I shared wine with. The scent still vaguely reminds me of that day on the nameless peak. However I push it aside, now is not the time to dwell in such memories. This is a positive experience.* -Yes, focus on positivity. I am a guest of a fine host. I shall focus on that.- *I repeat inwardly several times before I feel myself calm again*

*I finally nod with a look of seriousness over my face* Indeed I do. However, I have learned many things over my many life times *I silently recall my reserection and the seige of my darlings lovely city at the time of my death.* One thing is clear to me; hunting it, giving it that attention is an opertunity for inviting it in ones mind. Paranoia, regret, and doubt are its deepest pleasure other than the pain it infect on others. The deceiver enjoys playing a great game with those like you and myself as pawns to toy with. I personally fell victim to such a game and on that path I have made unspeakable mistakes that I still to this day am attempting to fix. Prepare silently, is all I have to say in regards to that.

*I smile small but nod in return as my eyes soften at your kindness. * While I appreciate the concern, I'm deeply touch by the kindness you offer. This is what comes from being what I am. You see I was created this way. This is what it means to be an uruk. I was one of the first to be changed so long ago. You might say they were attempting to hone their process. This is simply a scar from those arts, nothing more.

*I then tap the lids of the honey my children and I have prepared* We have developed a technique that allows us to produce more without degrading the quality of it or the bees who work hard to give us these gifts. We have surplus at home and would love to make good use of it.

All I would like in return is to receive equipment or materials to properly create infrastructure. I will trade for any you are willing to give.

*Thinking about my shameful deeds brought a heaviness in my chest and a stabbing pain akin to pins and needles to my skin* I will be transparent, you and I both know that I have done horrific things. It doesn't matter for what reason, such terrors still happened. But, I cannot ignore my deeds. I'm sure you're also well aware of how my children and I acquired Mordor.

*I sigh preparing for whatever backlash might come my way. I deserve as much.* I'm attempting to build to build a sister bee keeping community specifically for my human residents. As you can probably imagine they are not happy with me and would like to leave with no where else to go. That is putting it politely. Right now I am in the process of fixing the damage I have caused. I would be no better than that "thing" I despise so greatly if I were to ignore their misery.

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Thank you for the tag @greenleaf4stuff *I blink staring off into the distance*

This rather unnerving

Would you like to join in? @askereiniongilgalad , @daughterofthesunlands , @permanentlyexhaustedpigeon88 , @itwillbeourswansong , @starstruck-mortal-mari , @the-elvenking-of-mirkwood , @varda-star-queen , @valar-did-me-wrong

hey, which horror subgenre are you?

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Adar-*As usual my face is stone but my cheeks redden ever so much* Ladies @itwillbeourswansong @varda-star-queen , your statement could be true... Though only... For certain types, during specific moments.

*I stare at the images. There really isn't any use in denying it, they are practically the same picture. The quietest cat-like trîl of embarrassment leaves my lips.*

*Then I think about it longer as embarrassment sets in. My cheeks redden deeper though my usual scowl remain s unchanged.* no...perhaps I do not see the comparison. *This behavior and my natural trîl only proves each of the points the ladies had made.*

However, other uruk certainly carry cat like traits. *I stare at my son who stands next to me* Don't they... Glûg. 🤨

Glûg- hm? Why are you looking at me like that? *He snaps back to reality once his name is mentioned.* Don't drag me into this! It's hardly appropriate, Lord Father! *His own cheeks flush.*

The way I instantly thought about Adar when I saw this cat-post😹😻😺

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what is Uruk childcare?

Adar- @palatablepain I am thrilled you are interested in the future! *I personally think of children as our future* Perhaps you ask because you are considering the idea of adopting an uruk child? Whatever your reason for asking may be, I'm very pleased to educate you on the most important things. I consider myself the first expert on this matter.

The first thing one ought to know is that depending on the uruk, one can live regularly about 50 years. This is a life span that might be average but it is usually not due to natural causes. My children have endured much strife and have died young either by force or by accident due to living situations. This is quickly changing. When able to grow properly they can have the potential to live for a very long time due to the left overs of our elvish heritage.

While my children may not have the capacity to live quite as long as me, they age slowly compared to most. As sad as it is we were bred for terrible things that require a strong youthful body in order to endure hard physical labor. I simply am the exception as I am one of the first to have gone through the transformation.

*My heart aches as I speak.... but I'm able to tap that down quickly in order to continue*

birth to 3 years of age in human equivalency

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Children are born in sets of 2 to 3. It is rare that children are born without siblings. This is due to our origins. We were bred to work as I mentioned before. So uruk women were built to produce more offspring to complete labor...

But I will not focus on that, as it is a very heart sinking thought. *I pause to gather myself*

Instead, I shall use my son Glûg as an example! *My frown soon brightens as I motion to my son who stands by my side*

Glûg- ...... *He stares dead pan and unimpressed with my antics but it goes completely over my head.* 🤦‍♂️🙄😒🫤😐😑

-Really... Must he drag me into these discussions...- *He thinks to himself*

Adar- As I was saying, When my son was born we made sure he attached to his mother like any other babe. As one ought to already know breastfeeding is essential.

Glûg- *he is already speeding away in the opposite direction of us the moment I mention how we kept him breastfed.*

Adar- during these years we carry them with us everywhere. Primarily on our backs. Due to certain conditions we have endured in the past the safest place a baby could be was physically on one person. This was key to the little one's survival. It has permanently been ingrained in us to constantly monitor the youngest ones amongst us as they are easy targets of danger.

We also are quite communal. We all are looking after each other's children. I said before that children are our future, so we must look after them together to ensure our survival as a race too. I also value the young generation greatly. Children are a gift and must be treated as such. In this current age I have tried my hardest to instill this mentality with all my adult children as much as I possibly can.

Parental responsibilities include pûring to soothe the baby, and grooming. Uruk have barbed tongues much like large cats. So we often groom childrens hair this way. This development was made due to our lack of accessible hygiene resources in the early days. We were built to self clean.

Ages 4 to 6

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This age range is my favorite. Young uruk children at this age are wild and rambunctious! They like to run and get into loads of trouble like all children do. They are rowdy like warg cubs and often like to play fight with claws and teeth. Glûg in particular liked to curl up in a ball then roll around in a tussle with his brothers and sisters. *I begin to chuckle.*

This is also the age range that uruk children start eating other foods beyond breast milk. I personally think it is a great idea to mix other foods and continue breastfeeding during this age range. Though Glûg was very fussy about eating things beyond breast milk. That boy is still picky. *I sigh rubbing my temples*

Children are still carried on parents backs to this age. Adults continue to heavily monitor children in this age range as well. Grooming is also still a big parental responsibility. Uruk children often do not start to develop proper speech until age 7 due to our mixed animal-like genes.

So it is up to parents and adults to teach children how to communicate via pûrring, trîlling, hissing, growling, grunting, and snorting. Each sound can mean something different depending on the context. I might also add it was safer to communicate non-verbally in the early days due to our environment. This has been passed down through every generation that it has become apart of our genes and culture permanently.

A child's first trîl and pûr are a kin to their first words and is something we get extremely excited about.

I remember Glûg's first pûr *a jolly look draws up on my face* He was sitting by the sand pit in our camp, scribbling in it with sticks. Then suddenly a little lizard scurried up his arm, then sat up on his shoulder and flipped its tongue against his cheek. It made him so happy he began pûrring.

My newest son @koyaildoesstuff , has learned to trîl recently too! It happened due to a lovely family bonding moment between him, Glûg, and I. We helped each other through something rough that day. I won't forget the feeling in my heart when I hear his first trîl. The little one tried so hard to pûr but it came out as a trîl. But it made me happy all the same that Glûg and I could make an impact on his life.

*I smile waving my hand* But I digress, I'm becoming distracted. *I chuckle again*

Where was I.... *I pause to think* Oh yes!

Ages 7 to 9

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this is the age range that speech is learned. Children pick it up at different speeds. Glûg was pretty young for an uruk when he started to pickup language skills. Then again I kept him in my sight and constantly worked with him every moment I had. When his mother passed away, I gladly took him under my personal care.

Teaching him vocabulary of both Black speech and common was surprisingly easy. Though this is usually not the case for other uruk children. They typically need lots of consistent help and structure to learn speech. However, things relating to math and science is something most of my little ones seem to grasp quite early on in this age range. Memory for them is also sharp.

Adults are responsible for teaching them nature survival skills at this age. During the summer in particular children help prepare for winter. Adults help guide the children by getting them involved in community processes like basket weaving for winter storage and they also are taught how to forage. Overall they are encouraged to be helpful hands to those around them. We are a communal culture. We survive by helping each other. Children must learn this at a young age.

In fact we are teaching our children these concepts at this moment in Mordor! That is why my posts have gone slow as of late. There is much to be done during the summer season.

Ages 10 to 15

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Speech is usually fully developed by this time and children have a lot more responsibility. They are often charged with helping to look after the little ones and given more complex tasks in the community.

Parental responsibilities do not change too much either. We still help groom them, teach them our ways and emphasize community engagement.

Ages 16 to 19

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This is the age range that we consider young adulthood. By now they should have a healthy basis of how life works. They also are expected to fully participate alongside the adults in the community.

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I think this covers most of the basics about uruk child care and child development. I personally believe it is very hard to talk about one of those subjects without mentioning the other. Please feel free to reach out if you have any questions about raising an uruk child. I'd be happy to answer any questions you pose!