Hi peeps, it’s Koyail (Koi-ale) | 18 | he/they | queer || Doctor Who & TLOR fan || future archivist/historian || chronically ill | neurodivergent || Adar’s son || Fanfics, drabbles, and roleplay | | the_cryptid_witch on ao3 |
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# get-fëanor-a-new-hobby
Half of the events in The Silmarillion could have been avoided if Feanor had had access to dinosaur fossils to obsess over
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my safe clothing items that I wear day in day out for years and years should never break or rip or wear down. the power of friendship should stop that kind of thing
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Got all of my grad cards done today. That was what yesterday’s project was supposed to be before I was paralyzed with panic and couldn’t do anything but feel frustrated.
Small steps
Me: alright, I have a few projects I want to do this week and I want to get a start on one today
My brain: haha panik time
My brain: with a side of ✨big sad✨
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Mordor roleplay
Warg puppy hc
Cw: Light descriptions of injuries from well meaning warg pups
I feel like warg pups would be like dogs in the fact that they both show their love as puppies through their teeth. Warg teeth are very sharp tho, and could do some damage. Uruks are used to it, but most try to get them to stop as quick as possible. Others know that this is how the wargs show their love, and would let them naw to an extent.
Enter Adar’s human son who decided to play with the warg pups, and let them naw his hand a little because he realized they meant no harm, their teefs are just sharp.
What I’ll do when Adar finds me cleaning the small, bright red, teeth marks on my hands and arms because human skin is a little frailer than Uruk skin, who knows. Not my problem currently. They mean good, and I love them dearly. So what if my hand turns into a chew toy a little bit. It’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make. It only needs a little salve once cleaned. It’s fineeeeeee
#roleplay#trop#Mabel’s nommed my hand pretty good#Mabel’s my new puppy if you missed that post#my hands are slightly scratched up. just a bit. barely at all. that’s a lie
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Me: alright, I have a few projects I want to do this week and I want to get a start on one today
My brain: haha panik time
My brain: with a side of ✨big sad✨
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Jewelry thrift haul
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All the earrings besides the dangles are clip ons too
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And with that, the archive summer hours are over. Our regularly scheduled hours of curated chaos will resume
Alright guys, tomorrow is the first day of staff training, and now until august, I will be less active than before. The only time I can really check my phone is during breaks and days off.
I am not turning off asks tho, or stopping writing or role playing. Please still interact with me, just know that it will be a bit before I answer. As much as I want to, the likelihood of me doing spice week is low. It’s a church camp and my ao3 history is between me and god, and I would prefer it stay that way by not testing them on it
Love you peeps 💜
-Koyail
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Sad update, it appears nenya was bought. I did get a nice haul of vintage jewelry to make up for my sadness
I was at a thrift store with my coworkers and I saw a ring that looked like nenya. If I wasn’t in such a hurry, I would have got it. I’m coming back for you nenya. $20 is worth it
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Elrond and Celebrimbor’s first meeting must’ve been insane. Everywhere he goes, people look at Elrond with barely veiled pity. He gave up ages ago on trying to explain to them that, no, his childhood really wasn’t that bad. They would stare at him in bafflement and then shake their heads sadly, because how the bloodthirsty sons of Fëanor possibly be the loving fathers he described? But then he meets Tyelpe, and finally he has someone who understands. Because those loving fathers Elrond talks about? Those are Tyelpe’s uncles. The real ones, that he knew in Valinor. The uncles who braided his hair, and sang him to sleep, and played with him. Not the shades they’d become by the end, twisted by the Oath and grief and their own bloodstained hands. Tyelpe wants to cry because he thought he’d lost those uncles forever. At times he felt like he must have been imagining them. How could his kind and cheerful Uncle Nelyo be the monster who slaughtered the people of Doriath? How could Uncle Laurë, who wrote a song for him every year on his birthday, have led the attack of Sirion? But then Elrond comes along and he brings all these stories of his fathers, and Celebrimbor regains a tiny piece of those beloved uncles.
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Something about the Legendary Fish.
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This is Mabel. We just got her on Wednesday. And I’m covered in her love (bites and scratches)
Npt- @adarssuggestionbox @assortedvariety @tolkenian-enby
Let’s play a game
Everyone post the most recent picture in your camera roll. You only get one sentence to justify yourself if you wish. This one is mine.

My boyfriend is rly good at Latin, so I was looking up how to say ‘I love you’ but found this instead :)
Your turn!
@bookmovietvworm
@myfairkatiecat
@i-am-a-fish
@valtsv
#my other dog doesn’t know what to do with her#Mabel has also eaten mosquitos in front of me#my little bat#ramblings
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Shop , Patreon , Books and Cards , Mailing List
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I was at a thrift store with my coworkers and I saw a ring that looked like nenya. If I wasn’t in such a hurry, I would have got it. I’m coming back for you nenya. $20 is worth it
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Me: barely conversational in French
My brain: how about we research other regional dialects or languages of France even tho resources in English are scarce and you can’t read well enough in French for those resources, especially for Breton which is a Celtic language, not romantic. And you want to go to Lyon, so you could look into Lyonnais too. Or re-research where your French ancestors lived and look into that. Or…
Me: 😑
Assorted (@assortedvariety), I blame you. I found your ficlet you wrote in English, French, and Breton, and went down a Breton rabbit hole
#it’s me we are talking about tho#I love languages#and I’m a history major#ofc I’m going to be interested in endangered languages#ramblings#also all of my moots are known in my brain as a part of your username. even if I know your real name because it’s in your blog somewhere
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