19) how much did it hurt?
Russingon (duh!)
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“How much did it hurt?”
Findekáno froze, turning back to look at Russandol in concern. “What do you mean?”
Russandol’s hair, limp and dull, moved slightly from the soft exhale of air as he spoke. “When you cut my hand. How much did it hurt?”
“I—” Findekáno felt like someone had pushed him off-balance. “It didn’t—I didn’t hurt at all, I...”
He knew immediately that had been the wrong thing to say. Russandol went utterly still, even his breath ceasing.
“I mean—it is your pain your wound,” he hurried to clarify. “What right do I have to weep over your suffering? It hurt you terribly, I hurt you terribly—”
“I don’t remember it,” Russandol rasped. “I thought...I thought you might.”
“I do,” Findekáno whispered. His arms ached to hold his beloved close, but he was frozen to the spot, unable to move, unable to comfort. And why would Russandol want his comfort, anyway? “I will never forget it. The agony of maiming you, my dearest love, my everything—”
“If you loved me, you should have killed me,” Russandol growled, and from behind his dull copper locks, his eyes—once so bright—were cold and grey.
“I could not,” Findekáno croaked. “It would have meant my own death, also.”
Russandol bowed his head once more, his face obscured. Findekáno yearned to see him in all his beauty, to see him smile—but he feared, now, that he had ruined any chance of happiness for either of them, all in a moment of selfish, painful weakness.
It had hurt, to see the blood and bone; to hear that awful groan, not even strong enough to truly be a scream. It hurt Findekáno’s very soul, and would forever.
But in the face of all Russandol had endured, he knew his own pain meant nothing. And Russo knew it, too.
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TOP OF THE HOUR ITS PISS TIME LETS GOOOOO
ohhh I had to stop with my legs REAKKY tightly crossed when I got uo
OH RUN
ohhhh I genuinely was typin that and I leaked down my legs I really didn't think I was gonna and I just let go :(((
ohhhh I'm GOING
gotta make it to the potty im
DRIPPING
ohhhhhh I made it
ohhhhh okay I only made a tiny puddle in the bathroom before I made it!! that counts!!!
omg I truly did not mean to pee omg
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Mmm. I've had to think quite hard on this one. Most of my fics are written in third person anyway, and I do tend to flip perspectives so we can see into the minds of the majority of characters. I've decided to go with the mother's perspective of Mine To Own when the reader's father berates you due to the wedding being called off.
Your mother remained silent, her dark eyes watching between you and your father. The man had always scared her, rendering her to a complete coward, even when she should have stood up for her children. The insults that your father threw at you made your mother wince, like a blow directly to her heart. Harlot. Defiant. Your mother admired your strength and silently wished that she was as bold. That terror of what her husband might do kept her seated, and with shaking hands, she continued her sewing.
If there was one thing that made your mother happy, it was that you had found joy in your life. Unfortunately she had had little in hers, but was content to live that joy through you. Seeing the smile on your face each morning, and knowing that Raymond was behind that, gave her more reason to keep living.
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I have stayed up all night making Pokemon color edits I will never show anybody ever
This is known as wasting time
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@rhrbbdq hello, I’m not too sure if this is you’re submissions box if not let me know but could you write a getting drunk with Freddy Newandyke or ringo?
Hi friend! I absolutely can write these up, but could you please tell me whether or not you'd like headcanons, a one shot, or anything else you wanted? Sorry, I just don't want to mess it up for you! Thank you and have a great day!
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@i-did-not-mean-to tagged me to self-rec 5 of my favorite fics!!
I’m gonna narrow it down to my 5 favorite fics written within the last 6 months, just so this is manageable, lol. and even then it was still IMPOSSIBLY hard!!
1. like the breaking of the dawn - Russingon smut ft. trans!Maitimo
2. “Beloved” - a remix of @melestasflight‘s wonderful stories “Song” and “Monster”
3. Heirlooms - cheating a bit here because this is two fics, one about the Elessar and the other about the mithril coat, tracing their journeys throughout the Ages
4. “cwîlidh” - Erien-is-Tauriel x Nimrodel ft. lots of Silvan worldbuilding
aaand 5. “crimson gifts” - Russingon secret relationship teasing for @elanna-elrondiel <33
truly there are sooo many more fics I’ve written - even just recently - that i’m very fond of, this was really tough!!!
I tag @melestasflight @elanna-elrondiel (use your art if you want!!) @cuarthol @runawaymun and @polutrope!
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I'd go to the UK EVERY other month if money wasn't an issue 🤣
What kind of things would you do and where would you go? I’m curious.
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Chapters: 6/6
Fandom: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Thorin Oakenshield/Original Female Character(s), Ori (Tolkien)/Original Female Character(s), Kíli/Tauriel
Characters: Thorin Oakenshield, Ori (Tolkien), Original Female Character(s), Kíli (Tolkien), Fíli (Tolkien), Thranduil (Tolkien), Tauriel (Hobbit Movies)
Additional Tags: TSF 2024, Thorin's Spring Forge 2024, Crime story of sorts, Suspense, Romance, Eventual Romance, Investigations, Blood and Injury, Injury, Blood, Car Accidents, Pining, Denial, Bad Decisions
Summary:
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For this year's TSF, I give you a little pseudo-crime story!
It all starts with the disappearance of an influential magnate with whom a young journalist was scheduled to have an interview.
Utterly overwhelmed by the tense atmosphere in the little village, she is soon joined by her best friend who is very intrigued by the mysterious absentee mogul.
A wild goose chase through corporate espionage, emotional constipation, and just general chaos ensues.
The art has been done by my dear friend Shrimpy. Let's all applaud her! <3
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