#and maybe laugh in Frodo's face a little about how the ring has no effect over him

[reds-burrow]

Two questions - first, what do you think a friendship between a strong Bird/Bird and Lion/Lion would look like? Also, if you had to decide, what are a few of your favourite 2-character dynamics?

(A few examples that come to mind: Chidi and Jason from The Good Place, Tech and Wrecker from The Bad Batch, Bruce Banner and Thor in Thor: Ragnarok, maybe Dipper and Mabel Pines from Gravity Falls (I need to do a rewatch to be sure of Mabel's Secondary))

It depends on the particular people, of course, but I imagine there are some common experiences, like the Double Bird trying to engage the Double Lion in morality debates and finding there is a disconnect because the Double Lion isn't used to having to put words to these types of things. Or they've probably had moments when the Double Lion is ready to jump into something because their gut is screaming that it's right, while the Bird is still gathering information and incorporating it into their system. Being friends, they've probably picked up a thing or two from each other, or at the very least they respect each others' way of doing things. So, looking at the Secondaries, the Double Bird knows to plan accordingly for the Lion charging in and the Double Lion knows to push the Bird into action when the need arises.

And that actually leads me to your second question: I tend to enjoy Secondary "odd couples" like the aforementioned Bird and Lion Secondary relationships or Snake and Badger Secondary relationships. I enjoy watching the progression of "how can you do things that way?!" to "okay I respect your way" to "hey I learned this trick from you." Really, I'm a sucker for that dynamic of learning from each other, and how a relationship evolves as this learning occurs. For example, I'm watching season 3 of Star Trek: Lower Decks right now, and the Badger Secondary in the relationship (Boimler) is trying to be more bold and off the cuff so his Snake Secondary friend (Mariner) has to figure out how to balance that, to be a little more grounded so that they both don't go flying into chaos every time they're together.

#sortinghatchats #ask response #also what did bombadil ever do to you #he just wants to sing about how amazing his wife is #and save hobbits from barrow wights #and maybe laugh in Frodo's face a little about how the ring has no effect over him #....okay actually

[tobesoalive]

rises the moon (Josh Kiszka x Reader)

here’s a fluffy smut pice for y'all about the hottest man alive, Josh Kiszka! Let me know if you like it and want to see more of this stuff, I had a lot of fun writing it! Anyways....enjoy!

WARNINGS: smut, oral (f receiving), fingering, the usual 

“C’mon babe! Let's celebrate a little!” you nagged your sweaty, grinning boyfriend. Josh Kiszka was the love of your life, and had been since you met three years ago. It was a warm August night and he had just gotten done performing his first show in months.

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to let loose a bit” he replied with a grin. “I’m kinda tired though so do you mind if it’s just the two of us?”

“I guess I could tolerate that” you tease.

After about another hour of hearing people congratulate the boys and helping pack up it was time to go. You were able to make it to the car without being swarmed by fans, but still stopping for a few photos. You offered to drive so that Josh could sleep for a little bit. Finally you pulled up to the little bungalow you and Josh had started living in a few months ago. It only made sense for the two of you to live together since you were practically inseparable.

Entering through the garage you kicked off your shoes as Josh questioned what you had in mind.

“Well I was thinking we could put on a record and maybe cook some food? Maybe even enjoy a glass of wine if you’re feeling wild”

“You know me baby, I’m always wild!” he responds, doing a weird voice that you rolled your eyes at, but deep down you loved it.

“I think the term feral suits you better” you quip, pulling him in for an embrace.

He rests his head on your shoulder, nuzzling his face into your neck, breathing deeply. You know how stressed and anxious he has been these past few weeks leading up to the show, and it made you so happy to see him finally relaxing. Silently your bodies part ways and he makes his way over to your extensive vinyl collection in the living room. He’s flipping through records when you run up to your bedroom and come back down the stairs, hands hiding behind your back.

“Hey Frodo, I have a little surprise for you”

“Oh boy what could it be, a sacred ring or some shit?” he says without looking up, putting a Fleet Foxes record on the turntable.

“Sorry for calling you a hobbit, I just wanted to make sure I got your attention.” you say as he finally makes his way over to you.

From behind your back you pull out a single joint and a lighter, one you had hand decorated with little stars and a moon. On it you had written in gold Sharpie “You are my sun”.

“Babe this is so amazing!” he says while taking the lighter in his hand and flipping it around. Josh was always keeping your sketches and random doodles that you thought nothing of, so you thought you’d put them on something he’d get use out of.

“I’m sorry I know it’s small, I just wanted to give you a little something to say congrats.”

“Are you kidding mama?! I love it, you didn’t have to do anything!” he assures you before pulling you in for a kiss.

“I will definitely be putting this to good use, but I think we should break it in now” he says before pulling you over to the couch and putting the joint between his lips.

He passes it to you and you inhale deeply, letting the sweet smoke fill your lungs. This was an activity you and Josh liked to partake in when you had a stressful day, or when you were going on an adventure, or anytime really. Not that either of you weren’t already very laid back and silly.

After a few minutes of the two of you passing the joint back and forth it was gone, and you ashed it out in the tray on the coffee table, setting the lighter to rest beside it.

“God that was a really great present actually, I just wish there was a way I could repay you” Josh says turning to face you.

“It’s a gift, you don’t need to repay me!” you tell him, starting to feel the effects of the weed.

“But you see I’m just a giving person, and what I’d like to give to you right now is a mind blowing orgasm” Josh says, and you can’t help but burst out laughing. You cover your face with your hands before facing him and saying “Kiszka you are such a dork, you’re lucky I find you so attractive!”

Both of you are grinning as your lips collide and after a minute of making out you pull back.

“After some deep consideration, I’ve come to the conclusion that that is an offer i just can’t refuse”

“Oh my love you are in for a treat!” he tells you before pulling you onto his lap.

Your hips start to move against his involuntarily, and you can feel him growing harder beneath his shorts. You tug at the hem of his white shirt and he lifts his arms up so you can pull it off him. Once again you break the kiss to move down on to your knees, ready to tease him with your mouth.

“Oh no princess, none of that tonight. All I really want to do is taste you so you better get your ass on this couch” he says with a small laugh.

You giggle as you get back on the sofa, barely able to contain your excitement. He unbuttons your pants and awkwardly yanks them off, causing you both to laugh. Quickly, his face becomes more serious as he concentrates on running his fingers up and down on the inside of your thighs, lightly ghosting around where you need him most.

“Joshua please” you whimper as you throw your head back, becoming more and more frustrated by his teasing.

“Sorry baby, I was just admiring how wet you already are. Was it from me?”

“Mhmm” you moan in response, tilting your head back down to make eye contact with him.

“Well I suppose I could treat you, since you’ve been such a good girl” he smirks before pulling your panties to the side, running his middle finger up and down your slit.

His teeth bite at his bottom lip as he darts his eyes from your wet center and back up to your eyes. You’re unable to take your eyes off of him, the sight of him alone is enough to make you come.

Slowly, he pushes his middle finger in, down to the last knuckle, letting it sit there a moment before he starts to pump it in and out of you at a lazy pace. Your walls contract around him as your eyes start to tear up, desperate for more.

“Josh more please” you plead with him. Instantly he attaches his lips to your clit, the motion all too familiar to him, the hairs above his lip and on his chin adding extra sensation. He swirls his tongue around the sensitive bud as his finger speeds up it’s pace. You can feel the heat start to pool in your stomach as he continues his actions. He adds a second finger, taking a moment to pull his mouth away and use his free hand to pull your panties to the side more. He dives back in, more concentrated than ever, fingers curling up to hit the delicate spot inside of you. You can see him rutting against the couch and it’s enough to make you throw your head back and let out a loud and rather pornographic moan.

“I think I’m gonna-” you start to say as the fire in your belly builds.

“It’s okay baby, you can do it, cum for me” he says, flashing his gorgeous smile quickly before returning his lips to your clit, moaning around it, sending delicious vibrations through your body. Your fingers lace through his curls as his fingers pump at an insane speed, sending you over the edge.

Your body shakes as stars form behind your closed eyelids, every part of you basked in complete euphoria, oblivious to everything around you. After a minute you open your eyes as you whimper at the feeling of Josh dragging his fingers out of you, but the feeling of his breath still hot against your clit.

You look down to see Josh with his eyes closed, partially hunched over as his hands rest on his knees, your juices gleaming on his tan skin.

“Wow, I owe you one, that was fucking amazing” you sigh.

“I’d love that, but I’m gonna have to take a rain check, seems my problem took care of itself” he says, cheeks turning red.

You look down to see a dark spot on his green shorts, realizing that he was experiencing just as much pleasure from pleasuring you.

“Joshua Michael Kiszka, that is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life!” you say before pulling him into a kiss, the taste of you lingering on his lips. The thought of him getting off from eating you out alone drove you wild, he really fucking loves you.

“God I’ve never been more tired and content in my life” he says as his arms find their way around you, head burying into your neck.

“Well my prince, why don't you go upstairs and get in bed while I get you a glass of water and a snack”

“Oh my god, how did I get this lucky?” he says

“I ask myself the same thing everyday” you say before giving him one last kiss.

“You are my moon”

“And you my sun”

And you meant every bit of it.

#josh kiszka #josh kiszka imagine #josh kiszka smut #greta van fleet #greta van fleet fan fiction #greta van fleet imagine #josh kiszka fan fic #jake kiszka imagine #sam kiszka imagine #Danny Wagner imagine

[septembercfawkes]

Writing Callbacks

I finally found the correct term for a writing technique that has been in my head a few years! I was at a panel at FanX, when author Dan Willis (not to be confused with Dan Wells) started talking about "callbacks"--I wanted to stop him right then and there and thank him for finally giving me the word (but since we were on a panel, I didn't think that would be a good idea!).

Of course, it comes from the screenwriting world 🙄 Seriously guys, I've never had much of a desire to get into screenwriting, but there are some great ideas (and terminology) in that branch of creative writing (particularly with story structures). So if you want more resources for writing good stories, look into some screenwriting books.

Anyway!

Naturally, I want to now talk about callbacks, since I have the official term (maybe I'm late to the game, and you guys already knew the correct term 😅) But, I'm also going to expand the idea, afterwards.

Callbacks Explained

By definition, a callback is a dialogue technique. It's when you bring back an old line from earlier in the story.

The Order of the Phoenix film has one of my favorite callbacks in it.

After Harry gets detention, he has to write lines with Umbridge that say "I must not tell lies."

Later in the film, this happens:

That is a callback.

And audiences love it.

Often callbacks are used in comedy, where the punchline of a joke is pulled back in later for another laugh.

Callbacks can happen in a lot of different places and have a lot of different tones.

However, most of the time, to be effective, the callback must be different than the original line in some way.

This often means changing the context and/or the line itself (by my definition).

So in the Order of the Phoenix example, the line stays the exact same: "I must not tell lies." But the context is radically different. Originally, Umbridge had the upper hand and was torturing Harry. In the callback, Harry has control. Because we all hate Umbridge and what she did to him so much, it's really satisfying when he calmly throws it in her face.

But the context can change in a bunch of other different ways too. In Galaxy Quest, Alexander loathes delivering the line "By Grabthar's hammer . . ." throughout the film, which is comedic to the audience, but near the climax, the line is flipped on its head when he uses it to comfort a man dying in his arms.

Sometimes you can use the line to illustrate an arc. At the beginning of the story it meant one thing, but by the end, it has a new, more significant meaning. This can be great to emphasize character growth and thematic statements. Mockingjay (the book) does this well in all its references to the "Hanging Tree" lyrics.

Some stories tweak the line. Pirates of the Caribbean uses this comedically throughout the series, when characters make references to the rum being gone.

In Spider-verse, the writers played around with Spider-man's tag line: with great power, comes great responsibility, and flipped it around so that we have Miles's dad saying incorrectly "With great ability, comes great accountability" or even having Spider-man himself imply how sick he is of hearing the line. (This is a smart move on the writers' part, since they are working with a story that has been rebooted four times in 16 years 🤪 Like Peter, we may be tired of the tagline ourselves.)

Often people's favorite lines to quote are callbacks. Have you noticed?

When writing callbacks, the most important thing to remember is to not be annoying.

If you overuse this technique, it can become annoying.

If you overuse a line in the same context over and over again, it can be annoying.

It's like telling the same joke over and over and expecting it to be just as effective. It's not. It gets irritating.

(Unless the joke is that you tell it over and over again.)

You could say the Inigo Montoya's line is overdone, but it's intentional and part of the point.

Physical Callbacks

By definition, "callback" relates to dialogue, but I say, why stop there? Why can't objects or actions work as callbacks too? Well, they can, and actually, they do.

Let's go back to Spider-verse. The climax is loaded with all sorts of callbacks. But perhaps the most memorable is when Miles defeats Kingpin with the "shoulder touch" he learned earlier in the story. Sure, it does have the same dialogue from earlier ("Heeeeey!"), but really, it's the action that's the focal point. That's the real callback.

What about in Lord of the Rings, when we get that shot of Frodo stroking the ring in the exact same way as Smeagol? Isn't that an action that conveys a significant arc of character? And it's an action we've seen before.

What about Seamus Finnigan's magic constantly blowing up in flames through the Harry Potter series--isn't that like a callback? Finally in the last movie, he's asked to blow something up intentionally.

And then let's not forget Napoleon Dynamite and his dancing.

And why can't this be objects too? Like the changing context of a Mockingjay pin? Or Dobby and his love of socks?

Sure, these all might be a little trickier to pull off in a novel, but not impossible. For actions, just make sure to use the same or similar descriptions and keywords, so you reinforce and emphasize an association. Objects might be a little easier, and they may even take on symbolism, but you make sure they stand out.

I could go on and talk about how callbacks can even extend beyond the text to other texts. Like how Spider-verse calls back to the original Spider-man trilogy a lot in the opening (like with Peter's dance moves). But I think I'll call it good for today.

In the end, remember this: Callbacks are effective because they resonate with what the audience saw before.

#writing tips #writing tip #writing tips and tricks #writeblr #fanfic #pirates of the caribbean #spider-verse #Harry Potter #princess bride #writing help #writing reference #dialogue #writing lesson #writing advice

[i-writing-is-hard-i]

Journey (Legolas) part one

Warnings:Spoilers?, (if you haven’t watched LOTR), death but I think thats is

[One]  [Two]  [Three]

It was dark in the marshes, the only light was from the moon, but you had to find them, you had to find Frodo.  You knew Gandalf hadn’t met them, and you knew that they had left Bree, guessing they would be heading to Rivendell, but for the life of you, you couldn’t locate them now.  Deciding to take a break you sat down in the dryest area you could find, under a dead tree.  You were no more than a day behind, and they were hobbits, surely they couldn’t walk too fast right?.  So why in the world could you not find them?, maybe you were lost instead?, it wouldn’t be the first time.  You inhaled deeply, gathering your thoughts, this place, it was so quiet, creepy even.  There seemed to be nothing around for miles, nothing living except for slippery moss.  Leaning on the bark, you closed your eyes, letting sleep take over, a few hours wouldn’t do any harm and the light of day would help, after all, everything looked the same in the dark.

Sure enough, the light of the early morning helped you greatly.  You had managed to find evidence that the hobbits had been there.  They couldn’t be too far now.  With that in mind, you quickened your pace.  If you weren’t mistaken, there was an old keep in this direction, it would be a good place to set up camp for the night.  

Night had begun falling again, the area darkened, it was getting harder to see where you were going, but at least you were no longer in the marshes.  Thanks to the light fading, in the distance you were able to see a light from a fire.  Hopefully, it was them.  Unfortunately, you weren’t the only to see it.  A loud unnatural screeching noise filled the air.  The Nazguls saw it too.  You ran as quickly as your legs could carry you.  The fire had gone out, but the moonlit your path, so you didn’t stop even when you spotted the black riders racing towards the ruins.  As you ran, you spotted another shadow racing towards the ruins also.  ‘Who?; didn’t matter, you would end them all if you had to, you had to save your friends.

At the bottom of the steps you could hear the hobbits crying out, you wanted to take a minute to catch your breath but you couldn’t, you didn’t have time.  You took the steps two at a time, reaching the top in time to see a blade strike something, a cry called out, then he appeared.  Frodo laid on the floor, the Morgul blade had pierced him.  You pulled out your own sword, removed your bag and charged, fending off the Nazguls.  A man you only no recognised to be Aragorn used his torch to fight back, scaring off the Nazguls long enough to run, the trees would help you stay hidden.

Aragorn lifted Frodo, while you concentrated on the other four.  You were still so far from Rivendell, but you didn’t have the luxury of stopping for a break, Frodo won’t last much longer.  Eventually, Aragorn laid the hobbit down, he looked awful, Sam was shouting something in the background, but you were too busy focused on Frodo.  You placed your hand on his forehead, he was sweating and cold at the same time.  Aragorn suddenly placed his hand on your shoulder, informing you that he and Sam were going to look for something to slow the poison.  You were to stay with the others.  The next time you looked up, Arwen was walking toward you, she had been looked for you all and after some discussion, She took Frodo, being able to travel faster than the rest of you, hopefully, Lord Elrond’s skill would be able to help him.  

With a quick break, the rest of you were off, it would be a few days to get to Rivendell.

“Y/N, why are you here?” Merry suddenly asked as you were walking across a green field

“Gandalf, he asked me to check up on you” you replied.  Gandalf happened across you as he was off to get counsel.

Finally you were just around the corner from Rivendell, it had been a long time since you had stepped foot in the elven city, but when it came into view, it all felt so familiar, there was always something about it that made you happy, even the elven residences didn’t seem to mind your presence, considering you were human.  Elrond greeted you like he was greeting an old friend, he always made you feel welcome for some reason, your only concern was Frodo.  Thankfully he would be fine, however, the scar would always remain, at least he was alive.  

You spent the next few days catching up with everyone, while Frodo remained unconscious.  You regularly checked up on him, and Gandalf rarely left the little hobbits side, mostly out of worry, but you knew he felt responsible for his injury.   It was a relief when he finally woke up.  Everyone was thrilled.  Now all you had to do was escort them back home, well after the secret counsel, that for some reason you were invited to attend.  Sitting in the circle beside Gandalf, you listened the best you could, while your eyes scanned the faces.  Humans from Gondor, Dwarves from the mountains, and Elves from Mirkwood, there were other lords present but these were the only ones you knew off, having heard Gandalf speak of them.  Your eyes lingered on one particular Elf, with long blond hair, he was beautiful even for an elf, if you weren’t mistaken, he was Legolas son of the lord of Mirkwood. Your attention was drawn away when a loud voice called out, it was the Lord from Gondor, Boromir, he insisted on using the ring for good naturally, but everyone knows how that will end,  he stood up, talking about a dream he had.  You watched as his hands slowly drifted towards the golden metal, hoving slightly above it.  You were ready to stop him from touching it, just in case, but Lord Elrond stood up first, calling out Boromir’s name.  Suddenly Gandalf stood up beside you, a loud crack of thunder filled the air, then he started chanting something.  It was black speech, you weren’t exactly well versed in it, but you knew what he spoke and the effect it had on you and everyone else was obvious.

“Never before has any voice uttered the words of that tongue here in Imladris!” Lord Elrond pointed out, he sounded annoyed, naturally.  

Gandalf continued speaking, not apologising for his words.  You would have expected his warning to work, but Boromir continued to speak of the ring as a gift that should be used by man.  This time Aragorn interrupted him, silence came though, when Legolas had to point out that Aragorn was Isildur's heir. You had already known this, thanks to Gandalf letting it slip, but most others looked surprised.  For some reason your thoughts were on the fact Aragorn knew the Legolas, you had even considered asking if he would introduce you, it was a stupid thought that you quickly shook from your head.

The conversation was brought back to the ring, Lord Elrond explain that the ring must be destroyed.  

“Then what are we waiting for?” the Dwarven lord asked, standing up.  He approached the pedestal and swung his axe down hard, hitting the golden metal.  You jumped when Gimli was thrown back and the axe broke into shards scattering the ground.

“The ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin by any craft that we here possess.  The ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom, only there can it be unmade.  It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came” Lord Elrond explained.  For a moment there you thought you had heard the ring ‘whispering’ something.  That scared you a little.

Lord Elrond had made the quest sound pretty easy, but as Boromir pointed out, it wasn’t.

“One does not simply walk into Morder.  Its black gates are guarded by more than just Orcs.  there is evil there that does not sleep, and the great eye is ever watchful.  It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust.  The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume.  Not with ten thousand men could you do this.  It is folly!”

Yeah that doesn’t sound so easy now.

Legolas suddenly stood up, he sounded determined when he spoke, you were a little hypnotised.  Suddenly Gimli stood up, aiming his words at Legolas and before you knew it almost everyone was on their feet arguing about who should take the ring and the method that should be used.  You remained in your seat watching the events unfold, trying to figure out who would be best suited for the job, no one had said that they would be the one to do it, you were kind of curious and even considered going yourself, but that would be crazy, suicide even not that you knew how to get there in the first place.  Eventually, though a voice called out,

“I will take it” you felt a wave of nausea fill you.  It couldn’t be, he wouldn’t.  Sure enough it was Frodo.  

You stared at him watching as he stood up.

“I will take it!” he repeated, a little louder.  The noise of the arguing died down, until there was silence.

“I will take the ring to Mordor, though, I do not know the way”

“What, no, you can’t” you stood up, the eyes that were glued to Frodo where now on you.

“I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins, as long as it is yours to bear,” Gandalf said.  You glared at the old wizard.

How could he agree to this?, why would he?  

“Curse you” you mumbled under your breath “I promised I would keep an eye on you, so guess who’s going with you”

Aragorn was next to volunteer, then Legolas, you felt your face heat up.  Gimli was next, though part of you expected it to be because he didn’t want an elf to have all the glory.   You didn’t expect Boromir to volunteer, but he did.  

Suddenly Sam came running out, followed by Merry and Pippin, they were coming too.  You couldn’t help but let out a light giggle.  Legolas looked over to you, he quite liked the sound of your laugh.  

Elrond gave his blessing for the quest. Smiling.  You felt pretty stupid actually.   “Great!, where are we going?” Pippin suddenly asked, you couldn’t help laugh, and again Legolas looked round to you. You didn’t notice.  

#Legolas #Legolas Greenleaf #Legolas x you #Legolas x reader #Legolas x human #Lord of the rings #Legolas x #Legolas greenleaf x you #legolas greenleaf x reader #legolas greenleaf x #part 1 #lovelivelovesomemore