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[yavieriel]

i think what’s on a person’s nightstand is very telling so reblog this and put in the tags the things you have on your nightstand

[yavieriel]

okay everyone reblog and tell me your favorite perfume. but if your favorite is glossier you… don’t bother

[yavieriel]

Reblog to let the demon come to you. Like to enlarge their power.

[yavieriel]

Do you think Ingwe and Manwe would remain close comrades even after Arda's remade?

Oh absolutely, I can't see why they wouldn't be close. I don't think millennia upon millennia of loving each other is something that the remaking of Arda would erase. If anything, I think they would find it easier and less fraught without the burdens of trying to rule a broken world.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ingwë Ingweron/Manwë Súlimo Characters: Manwë Súlimo, Ingwë Ingweron Summary:

When he had first arrived in Valinor, the golden light had called to him, beckoned him forward; he drank it in like the sweetest fresh water, or the richest honey. Ancient eyes gazed on him with newly-kindled wonder. He laughed and tossed his head, rolling to sprawl on his back and gaze up into the lattice of gold-lit branches, drenched by the golden dew.

[yavieriel]

Reblogging because this got long

So what happened is I got into LotR fandom when the movies came out but was specifically interested in the elves. I read a lot of Galadriel and Elrond focussed fics and things that mentioned their backstories and etc., so I sort of wandered backwards from there looking at the references people were using, such as Osanwe-kenta to explain the basis for elven telepathy. I also saw a lot of fan meta arguing various points in regards to LaCE, as that was a popular topic at the time. PDFs of the individual essays were floating around on various fan websites at the time, so it was easy to just click through from someone's meta to read the essay they were using as their source.

I know I also read the two Glorfindel essays because he's a longstanding favorite of mine (I'm a dedicated Glorfindel/Elrond shipper). There may have been some other bits and pieces, possibly the History of Celeborn and Galadriel? My public library had some of HoME on the shelves and the rest I could request online from the public library book sharing program so it was relatively easy to get ahold of them.

I took about a year, maybe a little more, to work my way through the published Silm, so there's also a lot of HoME that I read intermixed with the Silm, which was helpful in terms of understanding what was going on but not great for disambiguating what the sources are for which details!

[yavieriel]

Spock is playing Xenk of course

Watching Dungeons and Dragons Honor Among Thieves and all I can think is "This is a great Holodeck episode."

[yavieriel]

So I am tipsy and probably won't express this perfectly

but

I think this is where like - if you're in a long-term mono, married relationship, you live together and share finances and decisions about having or not having children and etc. etc.

you should know each other well enough to know where the boundaries are?

Like. My wife and I have talked about non-mono as a theoretical thing. We talk about if we find other people hot. And idk I suspect some people would consider at least one of my friendships to be an "emotional affair" but again my wife is very aware of it and positive about it, so it's not an issue.

So I think if you're having to directly ask your long-term mono partner if they're interested in an open relationship and they weren't anticipating this question, then there's some kind of failure state already happening.

It's like asking someone to marry you without already knowing they'll say yes, if that makes sense? You're not supposed to pop the question without first talking about how you both feel about marriage and what your mutual expectations about relationships are and whether you're mutually interested in being married to each other in specific. The "when" and "where" of a proposal might be a surprise but the fact of it happening shouldn't be. Asking a long-term partner if they're willing to open your shared relationship feels like it should be like that, something that's not a surprise but an articulation of something that the two of you were already moving towards.

Plus the advice-seeking bias - people who are positively engaged with their partner in moving towards a nonmono paradigm for their relationship aren't going to show up on Reddit going "what the fuck how do I deal with this".

One of the wildest ideas that bounces around the Reddit relationship advice echo chamber is the idea that merely asking your partner if they would go for an open relationship is perfectly reasonable grounds for divorce.

[yavieriel]

I am just drunk enough that I can't fall asleep come talk to me on Discord I'm Yavieriel there tooooo

idkwhy the D&D movie makes me want to go back and actually write some Durin/Daeron but while I love reading slowburn I hate writing it

[yavieriel]

Obviously Holga is Uhura

Watching Dungeons and Dragons Honor Among Thieves and all I can think is "This is a great Holodeck episode."

[yavieriel]

Watching Dungeons and Dragons Honor Among Thieves and all I can think is "This is a great Holodeck episode."

[yavieriel]

Your tags on that poll were the best in my opinion. Aerin absolutely should do some murder and I feel very vindicated when people say that

-@outofangband

Haha thank you! I have very little patience for the expectation that women should just suffer in abusive relationships. Do some murder girl, poison his dinner.

[yavieriel]

Tfw you need to brush your teeth but there's a soft little cat curled up beside you with her paws and face tucked in the crook of your arm

[yavieriel]

Honestly depends on what the books are. If they were textbooks and academic works and assigned reading I'd respect that. Calculus and physics textbook covers lined up on the walls like yeah that's a valid trophy collection.

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not just ‘he would not fucking say that’ but ‘he would not, under torture, admit that’

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Beach prompt!! Russingon and “because he is the son of his father”? Love you sm and your writing is *chef’s kiss* ❤️❤️

Thank u!!! I love u sssssm too and I hope this does not disappointed beloved <3 (from this prompt list)

Findekáno did not often become truly angry. Not with Maitimo. Certainly not now; but indeed not even in Valinor had he often been visibly upset or even ruffled. He was cheerful and generous by nature, and since he had brought Maitimo back from - from there, he did not even show much impatience. Maitimo was more grateful for this than he could ever say. Next to the tightly-wound presence of his brothers, Findekáno was a balm more potent than anything that had been applied to the burns on Maitimo’s limbs; and when he was present Maitimo could almost feel - safe.

Usually.

But today Findekáno’s face was a storm-cloud, and Maitimo held his breath as before a lightning-strike as Findekáno entered his tent.

At the flinch, Findekáno’s stance immediately relaxed, and remorse crossed his face. He came to sit next to Maitimo.

"Melmenya," he said quietly.

"Findekáno," Maitimo returned, resting his head briefly upon his lover’s shoulder. "Is all well?"

Some of the tension returned to Findekáno’s frame. "I hope so," he returned, "but perhaps you will know better than I."

Oh.

Realization struck Maitimo at the same instant that Findekáno said, "Atar told me that you plan to pass the crown to him."

Maitimo exhaled carefully. He did not say anything.

Findekáno continued, hurt clear in his voice, "Why did you not tell me?"

"It -" Maitimo said. He stopped. "I…" Stopped again. In the face of Findekáno’s obvious upset he did not know what to say.

Findekáno’s face softened again. "I understand that it is - fraught," he said, "and that there is much grief bound up in it, and it may be difficult to talk about, but -"

Maitimo held up a hand - the closest he could come to interrupting Findekáno - and his cousin immediately stilled.

He said, "It is not that."

"Then - then what?" said Findekáno: frustrated again and trying to hide it. Maitimo was always too slow, now, slow to speak, to react, to move. He did not know how his family bore it.

But bear it they did, so he continued on.

"It is only that," Maitimo said, trying again, "that I thought you would be - be happy. Your father has wanted the crown for - many years. And you deserve - many crowns, and all honors, and my - my loyalty. Now you will have it. Without question."

Findekáno beside him was utterly still: so still that for a moment Maitimo thought perhaps it had all been a trick after all, and stilled himself. But then Findekáno turned to look at him. There was naked grief on his face.

"Maitimo," he said, "I have never wanted your - subservience. Nor did my father want the crown if it came at the cost of your father’s life. No matter what has happened between us since. I swear to you. I only want you to be happy." He hesitated. "And - you would be a good king, once you are recovered."

Will I recover? Maitimo wondered. But he did not say so. Instead he simply tilted forward, until his head hit Findekáno’s chest, and stayed there, and breathed in the scent of him. Ground beneath his feet, sky above his head.

Findekáno sighed, the movement of his shoulders rocking Maitimo, and gently began to card his hand through Maitimo’s curls.

"It is only," he continued, "I do not know if you are well enough for such a decision. I fear you will regret it. And I do not want you to give up what is rightfully yours out of some misplaced desire for…appeasement, I suppose, or…" he trailed off.

"What is mine is yours," said Maitimo, puzzled.

Findekáno’s fingers continued their gentle path through his hair. "And what is mine is yours, melmenya. But this is - this is what you have left of your father. He did great evil; but I yet grieve with thee for him. And you are not your father."

Maitimo did not want to think about his father.

He said, "Your father will be the better king."

"You cannot know that," Findekáno said softly.

"I do," said Maitimo. "Your father is the son of Finwë; I am the son of Fëanáro. That is how I know."

Findekáno sighed. But he did not say anything else. Instead he simply sat, and breathed, and let Maitimo sit in stillness until the healers came again.