In the early days of the war, I captured a Noldo commander thinking it was Fingon, and had him half way to Angband before I realized it was an unrelated elf with a penchant for ribbons and an elaborate coiffure.
Month: June 2016
(ಠ_ಠ) (manicainu-tunta)
During the Utumno years, I once gestured too emphatically at a wall–
S: *cough* had a tantrum *cough*
–FOR DRAMATIC EFFECT, causing a sizable stalactite to come loose from the ceiling–
S: a structural defect which I could have easily corrected had you let me…
–OF MY WONDERFUL AND BEAUTIFUL THRONE-CAVERN WHICH I CARVED MYSELF, and fall on my head; a cruel and unworthy trick of fate, which somemaia refuses to admit had nothing to do with the integrity of my architecture and everything to do with BAD LUCK and GEOLOGICAL RUDENESS.
(ಠ_ಠ) (Eonwe please)
My last wolf-shape was outrageously allergic to feathers, and I don’t know why.
(ಠ_ಠ) (fairieselde)
Once a century or so, I drop a hammer on my foot. It keeps me humble.
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During my sentence of servitude in Aman, I was once accused of stealing several valuable works of Vanyarin goldsmithing from a banquet table, when in fact I had simply mistaken the table ornaments for part of the meal.
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In my initial attempts to create an aquatic fana, I failed spectacularly in my calculations for neutral buoyancy and weight distribution, resulting in a body that permanently oriented itself upside-down despite all my efforts, and sunk immediately to the floor.
(ಠ_ಠ) (admired aulendil)
I once removed a sword that had become lodged in a balrog’s front and back teeth. They required carbonized steel fillings, which meant making molds of the damaged teeth, which necessitated my spending several hours half-in and half-out of a balrog’s open, bloody maw, covered in acidic saliva.
It was my first and last foray into dentistry.
Send (ಠ_ಠ) for my muse to confess a really awkward secret to your muse.
eehn:
homestretch. just need to slap some colors on.
IC WORD ASSOCIATION. | tagged by: @curufinwefeanaro
ROUGH. skin / rock, unpolished
HIDE. darkness, brethren / waiting, guilt, impatience
FOOLISH. hindsight, men / weakness, manipulate
SAD. alone / alone
HATE. humiliation, denial, chains / kill, murder, revenge
LIGHT. lust, betray, change, burn / vision, caution, heat
DARK. hunger, night, beginning / hunt, conceal
MOTHER. children / growth
FATHER. law, forbidden, objection, silence / red, praise, duty
CHILD. dragon, loyal, ugly / bond, line, passage
MARRIAGE. rules, stupid / ties
LOVE. many, bright, fire, precious / follow, cherish, praise, kiss
SOFT. feathers, hair, breath / gold, cream, flesh
PET. pretty, run, toy / stroke, fur, friend
DREAM. sleep, return / fantasy, incorporeal
DIVORCE. break / leave
WATER. ocean, dark / clear, quench
LOUD. tulkas, irritate / battle, forge
ANNOUNCEMENT. stupid, boring / assembly, king
POWER. fire, might, tower / condense, rule, song
FIGHT. struggle, fear, bite / enemy, armor, crush, trap
SMACK. hand, annoy / down, no, wolf
WHITE. light, mirror / bone, crown
SICK. wilt, plague, curse / famine, men, disease
KISS. enjoy, play, taste / surrender, rush, heat
HURT. claw, blood, bruise, weaken / limp, scar, wound, torture
HAPPY. freedom, laughter, others / comrade, complete, “good work”
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// I was trying to sleep but instead i made myself cry thinking up a story about a goblin runt being caught and tamed by one of the Sindar. What is my life.
My milkshakes bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
What a horrible day to be a swan. In the good old days, people fought battles in bloody, face-to-face manners; apparently in this Age, it was more appropriate to send a bird to harass your enemy. Honking pitifully, it dragged its wings on the ground as it plodded up to the Maia and dropped in a heap nearby. As it watched his feet, the tongue of those finely embroidered shoes stuck out from beneath the fastenings, and kittens pounced eagerly to play with the loose, shimmery fabric.
@masteroftheseas @doegred-main
“What in hell’s name— !?”
The maia’s footwear gives a shiver, flopping open with an undignified sound beyond description, and he trips over himself trying to avoid the playful entourage that is suddenly attached to his shoes (such fine shoes they’d been only hours before!). He lands squarely on his tailbone with a loud curse.
The kittens are everywhere. They’d be precious if their little paws weren’t pointed with needles and now covered in wet swan droppings, which they heedlessly track across everything they touch.
He sighs and massages his temples, looking darkly at the weary bird that had made two round trips to Umbar with a full bladder. It’s black eyes look up sorrowfully, its head drooping. His scowl softens.
“Well, little one, you’ve certainly made a long trip just to settle scores between… whomever is on the other end of this farce, and myself” He unfastens his laces, gently pushing aside the mewing wall of kittens long enough to surrender his shoes. Barefoot, he rights himself, tucking the poor drooping bird under one arm and carrying it to a public fountain.
“I’ve always found the best way to deal with you and your troublesome powers is to simply keep you close and out of enemy hands. Stay as long in Umbar as you like; make friends with the peacocks and herons, help yourself to some breadcrumbs or whatever it is you eat.”
He tickles the swan’s orange bill. “Good bird. Would you like to live with me in the palace? We have very pretty ponds.”
The swan returns, and if swans can look weary, this one does. Settling himself down, he winds his head around to peer (apologetically?) at Maedhros and honks a long, sad greeting. But it might as well have been a war horn for the effect it has! With a flurry of pitter-pattering paws, raccoons seem to melt out of the shadows to scurry towards the Noldo — and attach themselves quite amorously to his legs.
The moment he saw the swan the Noldo knew something was about to happen and readied himself.
Sadly the incoming furry cavalcade proved to be quite hard to avoid and soon the Noldo found himself surrounded by racoons, despite his efforts.
Realizing that movement only seemed to make the animals more excitable Maedhros sighed and instead of trying to distance himself picked one of the suspicious honey-cakes from his basket, broke several pieces off it, dirtying his hand in the process to his chagrin, and threw them away from himself.
Thankfully the animals seemed to deem the sweet treats an acceptable reason to leave his legs, and gave him enough space to move.
Still, before leaving the room, Maedhros rose his head and looked at the swan, his expression almost darkly sweet.
“Magic swan: let Sauron’s tongue fall on the ground for the amusement of cats.”
Then Maedhros slammed the door behind his shoulders, putting solid wood between himself and the animals.
Damn bro! Your Celegorm with a broken nose is hot as hell!
THANK U FROND ❤
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