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esculentevil · 1 year

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What made you start shipping Thorinduil?

O hey! Thanks for the ask! ^^

Um, basically, when I first watched The Hobbit like 10 years ago? x'''D I really liked Thranduil but literally fell asleep during the other parts of the movie (yea I literally woke up just for Duil x'D) so shipping wasn't a thing for me back then which is why I'm so late to things

But that's not the question!

(Going under a cut cuz this got stupid long xD;;;)

At first, I just wanted to ship Thranduil with anyone--cuz he deserves love, damn it--so I just looked up ALL the ships [and yes I got scarred by a few... not mentioning which but it happened] and I actually started with Elrond, believe it or not, cuz who DOESN'T want to see the two hottest elf dads find love and comfort in each other.

This same idea is what led me to at first be good with Barduil because it's literally two hot dads but one's an elf and the other's a human. After like a week or something of reading fics for them and seeing pics (cuz, at this point, I was still working with just the first movie and what I remembered from the second when I watched it a decade ago) I actually found myself temporarily confused because in some fanart Bard and Thorin look pretty much the same (both short males with dark wavy hair and beards) and I got them mixed up a lot lmafo until I realized the best way to tell them apart is the beard thickness and Thorin's braids vs Bard's half-ponytail thing...

Then I saw THIS by @rinnirrinnir and I just... Q~Q

I suddenly remembered that this HAPPENED: Thranduil has always been Thorin's weak spot--he trusted and believed in this person so much that when he DIDN'T come to their aid that day his whole WORLD just... sort of fell apart (and not even because of Smaug but really because the person he put so much faith in just walked away and I imagine it must have been like watching your hero leave you--tho I doubt Thorin would ever admit that)--to the point that, even 100 years later and even with his company seeing him as their king and even with all his barbs and insults and blames and ire, he's still soft and in love and so easily rendered VULNERABLE by Thranduil that his elf sees right through him during the whole interaction even tho it's literally been like 200 years and Thranduil shouldn't KNOW HIM as well as he does; but like the same is also true for Thranduil because Thorin not only ignites his elf's own ire, forcing him from his calm and distant iciness to get all passionately up in Thorin's face, but also, literally, (re)opens his old wounds--his SCARS--and seriously for Duil to do that, to drop his walls--his illusion of perfection--like that...

Idk, as soon as it clicks that they've been vulnerable with each other CANONICALLY and that all their arguing really stems from this... "Once I trusted/relied on/believed in you and you let me down" and "Once I had hopes that we could build something beautiful together but reality reminded me that I'm old and ugly and not good enough (for you) so I thought it best to let you go when I should've held you" type thing... Pretty much any other pairing for Duil seems... bland?

And just the idea of them finally RECONCILING with each other and becoming the loving couple they could totally be >v<

Also, no lie, half the appeal of this is how well Thorin fits Mirkwood: like, he looks so lovely with all his earthy browns and metallic grays and lake blues accentuated by Thranduil's forest like he was MEANT for it... and you KNOW Duil would deck him out to highlight that--how well his dwarven mate actually fits into his beloved home--and, really, for all that Thorin fought to get back Erebor, I think him and Mirkwood would actually be a good fit because Thranduil's Halls ARE underground enough to satisfy a dwarf's need to be buried while still being open enough for an elf (which Erebor is NOT; seriously)

There's also the family situation--cause one of the appeals of Barduil, for example, is them banding together to parent their four kids--which: first of all, The Thranduil and Dis Sisterhood; second of all, Legolas (plus all his adopted siblings) and Fili and Kili as brothers (kinda, I know the dwarflings are Thorin's NEPHEWS but still) learning to be all kinds of mischievous shites together~; third of all... Thranduil sharing what he's learnt since the Last Alliance about fatherhood and childrearing with Thorin, Thorin validating all of it because he can see how strong and skilled all of Thranduil's kids are (even if they're all struggling at least a BIT with emotional displays because they've all been wounded somehow and rendered reserved--which Thorin could probably help with cuz canonically he's skilled af at getting Thranduil to come out of his icy shell and FEEL again; so: chances are he could easily do this with any elf, including Duil's kids), Thranduil getting farther validation by bonding well with Fili (because Fili strikes me as the more understanding of the two AND, since Legolas is the youngest elf of all Duil's kids, Fili being a big bro with him despite their ages [which make Fili much younger than Las] seems like it'd totally happen and be so flipping cute if it did~ >v< Duil would also totally love seeing that as Fili's Thorin's Honored Heir and if THEY can get along then there's real hope for the north's future) and eventually Kili (I could see him being more influenced by Thorin and his centuries of hatred [born out of his betrayed love] of Duil and, if you wanna keep the [annoying] romance plot he has with Tauriel then he'd probably also resent Duil for that too before realizing Thranduil literally cut all ties with his adopted daughter so she could BE with Kili even if their love story is so painfully contrived it hurts), and Thorin actually being adopted by all the elflings Duil adopted plus Las plus his few humans (let's face it: Aragorn is so Duil's too; that's why he's also Las' babysitter: they're really brothers lmao) PLUS all the Elder Elves that see Thranduil as both their king AND their son (because they adopted him and Oropher back when they first arrived after the fall of Doriath--some even taking on the role of grandparent) so suddenly Thorin goes from having just his sister and sister-sons left to having numerous parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, kids, etc-- Just: the family dynamics that could happen here are so sweet.

ANYWAY

The long and the short of it is really the throne room scene and realizing what their actions in that moment really meant~

Thanks again for the question! =D Remembering this was really fun All my love~!

#thranduil #thorin #thorinduil #thorin/thranduil #thoranduil #thorin x thranduil #the hobbit #ask #answering #lady-astria

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i-want-to-see-mountains-again · 2 years

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Here’s the Gigolas OTP questionnaire for my ship headcannon, as I promised (threatened? Lol)

1. What is their love language?

They enjoy teasing and one-uping each other. They are both of the “No one picks on him but me!” mentality.

Very close friends get a pass on this, such as Aragorn, Tauriel, Eowyn and Pippin. But not family. Fili, Kili, Thorin, Gloin and Thranduil get scolded if they say something smart.

2. Who confessed first?

Legolas. I consider his fierce and instantaneous defense of Gimli, against Eomer’s threat of beheading, to be an unconscious declaration of devotion.

Gimli’s shocked expression in that scene is the pinnacle of adorable and a total bonus.

3. Who plans the dates?

Gimli. He loves to plan trips or special occasions, and to share neat stuff he’s encountered.

Legolas prefers to wing it. He does whatever takes his fancy at any given moment. The type to toss a stick in the air and start exploring in whatever direction it was pointing in when it landed.

4. Who is the better driver?

It’s cannon in both the books and movies, that Legolas ‘drives’ and Gimli rides ‘b~tch‘ whenever they ride the same mount lol.

5. Who likes to be the ‘little spoon’?

It seems to be a trend with me, that one part of my OTPs are always considerably shorter than the other, and therefore resigned to be the ‘little spoon’ in this question. 😅🤷🏻‍♀️😜

In of that, I still think it’s cute to imagine Legolas wrapping his long legs and arms around Gimli and drifting off to sleep like a hug-happy spider with a stout fly.

6. What’s their stand on PDA? (Public Displays of Affection)

Legolas has no reservations when it comes to PDA and loves to embarrass his Dwarf. Also, I think it’s his goal in life to make Aragorn one day role his eyes so hard that they stick that way, or make their fathers choke on a beverage at least once every visit.

Gimli isn’t against PDA, but he’s actually rather shy for a Dwarf. He likes it, but he’ll never initiate it and it makes him blush as red as his hair.

7. Who shows their affections with words?

Gimli. Never mind silver, his tongue is pure Mithril.

Legolas thinks he does a good job of hiding how it affects him but anyone, especially their loved ones, can see his soft smile and downcast eyes.

8. Who shows affection through touch?

Legolas more so than Gimli, but even then he’s not real big on it unless it’s a type of prank as mentioned in question 6. He prefers actions to express his love, see question 14 for elaboration on that.

9. How do they like to initiate intimacy?

Gimli with sincere sweet talking and gifts he crafted himself, or perhaps simply by showing interest in whatever Legolas is doing and tagging along like a puppy. He’s usually content just to be near his Elf, very easy to please.

Legolas does whatever he feels like doing such as stealing kisses or casually playing with Gimli’s hair and/or beard (he pretends to not know any better but is fully aware of how scandalous this is in Dwarrow society). Though, if Gimli is in a vulnerable state, he will ask permission first.

10. Do they have a dream wedding planned?

Legolas is fine without a ceremony. It’s cannon in Professor Tolkien’s works, that Elves consider private vows and/or the act of sex to be a valid marriage bond. But he’s willing to go along with nearly whatever his Dwarf wants.

Gimli absolutely has a wedding planned, a grand one with all their loved ones in attendance and an abundance of ale, food and music. The after party should last for days and end with practically no one remembering most of it if all goes according to his plans. Mostly it’s Dwarrow style but he does have a handful of Elven traditions he is adamant must be honored, to show Legolas he pays attention and his Elf’s happiness is important to him.

11. How do they comfort each other?

Despite what people might think, Legolas is a great listener and has a great deal of common sense when the situation has need. He’s like a grounding presence for Gimli when life gets stormy.

The fact that Gimli is endlessly loyal and brave for his loved ones is canonical a comfort to Legolas. He actually says as much in as many words

“But you comfort me Gimli, I am glad to have you standing nigh, with your stout legs and your hard ax.”

12. What’s an ideal evening for the two of them?

They’re not the type to sit idle for long, for one thing they’re both very important people post-fellowship and if they stay in one spot for too long someone finds them and gives them work to do.

Secondly they both love to explore and learn, so it’s no surprise when they spirit each other off to have their own mini-adventures/field trips.

13. Who’s more playful in bed?

Given the way he conducts himself in his friendships, his chivalrious admiration for Lady Galandriel, and his obvious but low key affection for Legolas, it’s firmly ingrained in my head that Gimli is shy, easily embarrassed and does not love lightly. If he loves you in any way, then you have his whole heart. Pair this with the fact that Professor Tolkien’s Dwarrow are canonically monogamous, and I can’t help but be convinced that Gimli is hard to get going but passionate once you get him started.

Legolas, however, is cocky (pun FULLY intended, thank you very much), energetic, flexible and always up to trying something new. Not to mention he loves to get a rise out of Gimli (boy, the double innuendos are flowing like Mirkwood wine tonight), so I can easily imagine him doing/suggesting some extra kinky stuff just to fluster his Dwarf.

14. Who shows affection through gift giving?

Gimli. He enjoys making things for Legolas to use and/or wear such as arrowheads, tackle and shoes for their horse, or jewelry and belt buckles.

Legolas is more of a ‘acts of service and/or loyalty’ kind of fellow.

15. Who’s the first one up in the morning?

Gimli. Having grown up poor in the Blue Mountains then later living in Erebor, which needed every able set of hands working at all hours to restore it to its former glory, I’m sure his parents instilled in him a firm belief that the day is not to be wasted lounging in bed. Side note, he gives me strong ‘cheerful morning person’ vibes. The kind of guy who rises early and cooks a fantastic breakfast while singing a jaunty tune and wakes you with a sincere “Good morning my love! It’s a beautiful day!” leaving you struggling to decide weather to murder him or love him all the more.

Meanwhile Legolas, while certainly not lazy, is still a Prince and gives me the impression that waking him before the sun’s properly visible invites bodily harm.😅 I can easily see him trying to drag Gimli back to bed for sleepy morning cuddles allowing them to ease into their day.

16. Were they friends before they were lovers?

Again, like Bilbo and Thorin, I have to answer both yes and no. They run the full gauntlet of rivals to friends to lovers. Though the animosity between Legolas and Gimli didn’t last nearly as long as the one between the couple that came before them. I attribute this to Gimli winning Legolas’ respect quicker, due to his brash yet pure hearted approach to their quest and life in general.

17. Who’s the better singer?

Nether, they’re both $£¥% for singing lol! I refuse to believe everyone on Middle Earth is a good singer, by law of averages someone has to suck at it and since they’re both so good at so many other things, I decided in my head cannon they’re both terrible singers lol.🙅🏻‍♀️🎵😖👂

18. Who has the best jokes?

Traditionally speaking, Gimli. He has a wealth of antidotes ranging from suitable for all ages to some only to be spoken in dark corner booths of pubs with no ladies present lol.

Meanwhile, if you want zingers to flatten egos, Legolas is your guy.

19. Who’s the better cook?

Gimli. With Hobbits in the family and his own mother to teach him good, hearty Dwarrow recipes, Gimli enjoys cooking and is rather good at it (though he’ll readily admit, he can’t compare to cousin-in-law Bilbo and friend Bombur, they are fantastic).

Legolas is a Prince and never had to cook a day in his life, thus he’s comically bad at it. He can hunt and fish, and is more than willing and skilled enough to dress his kills and clean the fish, but to turn the fruits of his labor into an edible, let alone delectable, meal takes a different skill set entirely.

20. What is their stance on having kids?

Gimli loves them, of any/all races, he has a knack for parenting and would adopt his own mini-army if he had the time to take care of them.

With Legolas, it depends on the child. As a general rule he likes them and if he forms a bond with them, it’s like he transforms into a mischievous kid himself lol! He’s the bad influence parent.

#lord of the rings #lotr #gimli #legolas #gigolas #otp things #otp #i will go down with this ship #old school otp seriously I was in high school

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idrellegames · 2 years

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Hey there! I come bearing a question, and I'll be honest. I don't know if you've answered it in the past, and Tumblr is a pain in the ass when it comes to trying to look backwards to see if something has been asked before.

So here goes: With how widely the lifespans of the different races vary, how common is it for the longer lived races like elves and dwarves, to actually be romantically involved with the more 'fickle' races? I can see it swing both ways honestly depending on the person of course, but I'm primarily curious whether it's something people in general don't care about, or if the longer lived races are more reserved due to the inherent differences in life span? I'd imagine a dwarf who can easily be expected to reach well past 200, being apprehensive about being involved with a human that won't even reach half of that.

Obviously that's very much a person by person situation when it comes down to it, but what's the general view on that? Like do the dwarves and elfs in general tend to stick with one of their own, if only to avoid the inevitable heartbreak of out-living their partner, or are they all "share the love" heartbreak be damned? Granted that obviously won't influence player romances, but I'm curious about what it looks like for the average person in the setting of your game.

Reading your FAQ too, I noticed that conversations with RO's will involve compatibility in terms of romance and sexuality etc. so I won't beat around the bush. Can an allosexual MC, still get in a viable relationship with our favorite savant? I'm personally the type of person who isn't overly concerned about sex in a relationship, so although I enjoy and like sex quite a lot, I'm also more than willing to put it aside if I really connected with someone who's asexual. If there's a genuine connection between me and them, then sex isn't all that important to me in determining the longevity of a relationship. So I guess my second question boils down to whether or not we'll be able to address it that way, so that our character can still be allosexual while also being fine with a potential relationship without sex. You don't have to spill the tea so to speak, as for how that conversation goes in the game though. I just don't want to get my hopes up for a romance with her, if I'll end up heartbroken because her asexuality is written as to her only wanting to be with other ace people 😩

Sorry if that last bit was a bit of a ramble, it's kinda a subject close to my heart, since people somehow often find it hard to understand how I can both love sex a lot, but simultaneously also be completely fine without it if the person I'm with is worth it. So I guess I'm a little self-conscious about it, which tends to lead to rambling. Especially since I don't really know if there's a label for how I feel about it, since it hasn't really been something I've looked into in the past x3

So now I'll just quietly shut up, before I embarrass myself further than I already have 😖

Hi! Thanks so much for your ask. 💕 Hopefully I can clear up a few things!

Different Lifespans

The majority of people in long-term relationships in this world tend to find themselves in relationships with other members of the same species. But, like most things, it does depend on culture, location, and the individual person. Cross-species relationships are more common in urban areas and large cities, as are mixed family units. The general understanding in most Rhesainian cultures is that some folks may have more than one "life partner" and it's not something to bat an eye at.

Ace/Allo Relationships

I don't want to spoil anything, but this will be a topic of conversation on most romance paths. Allosexual MCs who want to romance acespec characters (Alexia and Ren) will have a chance to talk about what they want their relationship to look like. The same is true for asexual MCs who want to romance allosexual characters (and, on a related topic, monogamous MCs who want to romance polyamorous characters and vice versa). Romantic and sexual compatibility is a theme for all romanceable characters. Some characters are fine with pretty much anything, others are not. If it doesn't line up between the MC/LI, there will be a conversation to be had, compromises to be made, and things to work out.

Hope that makes sense!

#wayfarer #wayfarer if #romances #answered

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gallus-rising · 1 year

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Okay, so. Real talk. I freaking love Hadozee. Mechanically speaking they are my favorite race. The climb-glide combo is *so* fun. (I was able to do the same thing with a modified grippli in pathfinder.)

I'm starting up a Spelljammer campaign and I'd like to keep Hadozee in it. But I would like a suggestion to make it... Less racist? Maybe have the official backstory actually be in universe racist propaganda?

ok keep in mind this is all "white person talks abt racism" advice so take this w as little salt as you can get

just cut the official backstory entirely. there's nothing salvageable in it imo. d&d already has enough ex-slave races of varying good taste and writing, and w hadozee you are at all times having to keep in mind the irl parallels. no magically uplifted slave monkeys, they're just a regular spacefaring civilization like everyone else

other big things w them i can think of off the top of my head would be:

they're said to revere elves v highly and that the feeling is not mutual. elves kinda treat them like shit actually but the hadozee are cool w it bc they think elves are so cool. cut that. for awhile now across all fantasy genres elves have had a problem w white supremacist associations, so don't even try to salvage that. hadozee/elf race relations are just as equal sided as human/elf or dwarf/elf or anything else

hadozee are v loud and and expressive, know for solving interpersonal issues via actual combat fights, and their annoying sometimes inappropriately dark humor and tendency for "loudly whooping". all of those things play into stereotypes of Black ppl being loud and aggressive and otherwise overly emotional. whatever you keep of that play it careful and make sure it's not being played up any more than other d&d typical player species idiosyncrasies (ex; elves being haughty and standoffish. orc tendency to chow down on an entire raw pig. hobbits halflings being overly folksy homebodies. humans doing w/e it is humans do.)

they "were not philosophers and gave little consideration to ethics and morals" and apparently just love some good 'ol hard physical ship labor. since another trait is they're super adventurous you could probably re-work that as them being similar to dwarves and gnomes in that they're more concerned w perfecting their craft than anything. dwarves wanna create the finest handcrafted arts and weaponry, gnomes wanna know all there is to know abt magic and mechanics, and hadozee wanna push the limits of travel and spelljamming tech

i think it's mentioned that bc of how much they like hard work they're willing to work for less pay? (like i said this is all off the top of my head so i might be getting this one wrong) cut that. anytime hadozee are being under payed for their labor/treated poorly by their employers treat that as you would any other "corrupt and evil bosses" type situation

last but not least, ofc make sure to double check w your players that they're comfortable w hadozee being in the game at all. esp any poc players you might have. double esp Black players specifically

that's all i can think of at the moment. hope there's something helpful in here <3

#*furious pecking*

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beepboopgoodsoup · 2 years

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if i had a nickel for every non-canonical forbidden love romeo and juliet type couple added into a movie based on tolkien books i would have two nickels which is not a lot but both of them are garbage.

when we saw aragorn and arwen being in love in lotr it wasn't wrong or anything, elrond just didn't like that his daughter was staying in middle earth for her boyfriend instead of going to literal heaven. the time when it was forbidden for an elf to marry a human (luthien and beren) passed long ago and elrond sure knew that. we enjoyed their story because they were just two adults in love with a dad being in the way.

when they tried to do the same thing in the hobbit it felt forced. (because it was) who the fuck cares about some random royal guard falling for a dwarf guy what was his name. the whole "but daddy i love him" scene didn't have to happen. i don't fucking care. it made tauriel 2 dimensional and dragged legolas with her.

and now the bronwyn and arondir (i even googled their names to be sure) situation. please just be normal. i am sure they can be very interesting characters if they don't make being forbiddenly in love their only personality trait.

in conclusion, i am gay and the "society doesn't let us be in love whatever shall we do :(" narrative is annoying and doesn't fit the story. no one gives a fuck. get well soon.

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leaderintitleonly · 2 years

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𝐶 𝐻 𝐴 𝑅 𝐴 𝐶 𝑇 𝐸 𝑅 𝑆 𝑇 𝑈 𝐷 𝑌

𝑇𝑅𝐴𝐼𝑇𝑆 & 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴𝐶𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐶𝑆

BOLD all that applies to your muse.

• PARENTS/GUARDIAN: mother | father | grandmother | grandfather

• SIBLING(S): sister | brother | none

Tagged By: stolen from @princessmaid

Tagging: anarchy!

#the words dont meme a thing #yaaaaay warm ups

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survivorsofthegalaxy · 1 year

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BOLD ALL THAT APPLIES TO YOUR MUSE

Muse: Moran

I’VE BEEN: in love | hurt | sick | abused

Muse: Bode

I’VE BEEN: in love | hurt | sick | abused

Muse: Dagan

I’VE BEEN: in love | hurt | sick | abused

#headcanons

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theblogofdurin · 2 years

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Cloaked in Green || Chp.9: Thorin's Interlude

word count: 1365

warning(s): curses, rambling mind

a/n: I suck at writing in Thorin’s pov. so fair warning that this might be the last time we hear his side of the story for a while lol. Also Aranea's hair isn't this short it's a bit longer, I just like the aesthetic this model in the photo provided.

Mahal Faslmaganu Zharmur = Mahal's hairy balls

Official Pairing: Thorin Oakenshield x Fem!OC

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Read here: Chp. 8, masterlist

Thorin’s Pov.

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Mahal Faslmaganu Zharmur, why am I such an idiot.

My old tongue has gotten the better of me.

Out of all the answers and... excuses I was expecting to receive from her. This was not one of them. But how was I supposed to know that her mother was dead? Let alone the fact that she was apparently buried here. I mean my misjudgment of the situation is completely understandable-.

How was I supposed to know that the apparent mother of the Lord and Lady of the Dúnedain was buried in Rivendell. For Mahal's sake, I didn't even know there were still Heirs of Isildur alive after the War of Angmar.

Hell, besides there being a War between Arnor and Angmar, I do not know anything about where she comes from.

Oh, but how my heart longs to know, to know the smallest of details of her person and commit them to memory.

But how?

She obviously doesn’t seem to show that she feels the one connection…I’m not sure she can feel it.

The miracle of having a One was only granted to the Dwarves. The craving of a dwarf soul and their partner out of the same stone is what gives us that connection of love and embrace that no other race of Free-people have. Many dwarves long for the day that they find their ones. It is what brings them hope for their future.

However, being slightly middle aged for a Dwarf, I had long forgotten looking and waiting to find my own, my One. Yet, it was at the moment where I was least expecting too, that I found her.

My One. My…It was like a breath of fresh air and fire hitting my system at one time. It threw me, mentally out of my mind. All I could process was that she was there... That she actually existed...

Nothing else mattered to me then or now.

Aranea completely and totally captivated me, mind, body and soul in that single moment. And to think that she had been there all this time!

That my one was simply hidden just a few feet away, cloaked in green and away from my sight. So close, yet so far at the same time.

Now that I know who she is and know the type of power she has over me, now that I crave to know her... she seemed to be even farther out of my reach.

How can a person, a human like her, ever be able to love an old dwarf like me? She can’t even meet my gaze, without flinching away in almost disgust, her face flushing in pity.

I was only ever fooling myself. She clearly must have a thing going on with that Elf. For she almost naturally leaned into him as he pulled her into that hug. I thought I was going to pull off his arms, probably would have too if Dwalin and Fili hadn’t stepped in.

“Uncle, it’s just a formality.”

After all. My failures at avenging my people and not being able to reclaim my forefather’s mountain, would be enough reason for Mahal to play this sick joke on me. Oh Mahal, what was I even thinking! Why am I even thinking about it!

About her!

About love!

I am supposed to be on a journey, a quest, a mission to avenge my people. To avenge my father and grandfather and reclaim our home.

But Nooo

Here I am thinking and pitying myself for ever thinking that this beautiful woman could ever want me.

An old, pitiful dwarf with his priorities clearly all over the place.

This is where I need to distance myself from the thought...from the idea of a chance...from her

Yes, that's it!

Distance.

Distance is good, I could work with distance.

But what if that just drives her farther away?

Urghhhhhhhh

“Who’s that?”

“Who’s what?”

“Who’s where?”

“Who is there.”

I turned just to see Nori pointed up at the right side of the balcony, where Aranea was speaking quietly and hushly to a rather rough looking old man.

“He must be a Ranger; he has the same clasp on his cloak.” Ori quipped,

His voice started to fade off as I became even more trapped as I watched her hand run through her mid-length hair, while the other never left the pommel of her sword. My heart almost melted as I saw her spin that emerald set ring on her thumb.

**"You can clearly see the seven-pointed star from here."

“But Why is there another ranger here?” grunted Dwalin next to him. Pulling me from my thoughts, I had to shake my head to clear my mind to speak.

“I don’t know.” glancing up, I murmured an order for Dwalin to keep his eye on the greying man. "Watch him."

"Master Dwarves! If you still wish to eat, I would suggest keeping up." The grey wizard smiled down at them from the top of the long staircase. The Elf Lord was also smiling as he continued to chat with Gandalf

"Let’s get this over with." I sighed, ushering the others towards and up the marble steps, Balin and Dwalin leading. Fili and Kili however, waited for the other as well, moving to walk on either side of me as I started up the staircase.

"My dear and wonderful uncle, how have you been this morning?" Kili smiled from the left.

"Well minus the whole Troll bit, of course." Fili smirked from my right.

I should have seen this coming, growling. I pushed my way ahead of them and followed the rest of the company on top of the balcony.

“Children.” I murmured. “Complete and utter-” I shook my head as Gandalf and the Elf began to led us off.

Aranea and the greying man were still talking in the far corner of the balcony as we passed. Straining to hear, I couldn’t recognize the tongue they spoke. But what was strange to me was how even though they spoke in a strange tongue, they spoke it very hushed and quiet. Looking at them in confusion, I saw Aranea bite her lip sharply as her eyes darted at the ground, seeming deep in thought.

I crumbled.

“Thorin?”

Sighing deeply, as my inner monologue died out. Meeting the knowing glint in Dwalin's eye, he ignored my returning glare, speaking anywsys

“A Númenórean Woman? I would have never guessed."

"Oh brother, don't pick on the fellow" sighed Balin moving to my other side. "The heart wants what the heart wants, as they do say."

"It's not like anything will come of this." I growled. "Like she would accept such a thing."

"You never know Thorin." Balin patted my shoulder "The miracle of One's has crossed into other races before. If you feel that connection with her, so must she."

“She sure hides it better than I can.”

“Only to you.” Dwalin shoved his shoulder into mine, scoffing as he continued. “That girl’s eyes have hardly left your back since this morning.”

“That is true.” Balin confirmed, smiling broadly. Rolling my eyes, I tried to ignore them. “There is no question that she feels the pull, the only question is does she know.”

“Know what?” Dwalin grunted

“Know what it is that she feels.” Balin answered “No other race was granted the miracle of having One’s like us. It is not really known to them for it only happens when a Dwarf becomes their one.”

“And How rare such a thing is!" Dwalin teased again.

My heart sighed.

How will this ever work? How could it even work?

The Female Heir of Isildur and The Exiled King of Erebor.

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noiwillnotdothefandango · 3 years

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Developping on @enigmaticmaki 's au in this time of heavy rain looking from my 4th floor shitty appartment hoping Baal doesn't strike me down 💀

I imagine Baal here would be Scaramouche's.. teacher? Sponsor? Caretaker? Mother?

Some kind of superior figure that's close to him to a point where he freely tells her to fuck off and they just

I'd imagine she's the strict motherly type that's trying to keep Scaramouche's chaotic dwarf energy in check

But also they're both eerily violent and it's strangely wholesome

"Where are you going??" "Uh. To WORK? Not like it's any of your BUSINESS" "you bring a taser at least in case you get jumped" "um. ALWAYS." "My boy 😭"

Okay thought-

Fun fact i myself do photography professionally occasionally, my father's job so i come in some times.

And i know for a fact Scaramouche, like me, is getting up on every surface he can find around set to get high angle photos 💀💀

I AM JUST IRL FEMALE PHOTOGRAPHER AU SCARAMOUCHE AND I NEED TO ACCEPT IT HUH

YES I THROW MYSELF AT THE GROUND AND JUMP UP ON TABLES TO GET ANGLES AND DAMMIT SO IS HE

If I goTtA STruGGle WiTH ThE hEiGht HE DOES TOO DAMMIT

ahem. I'd imagine Mona gets lightly concerned watching him fcking zooming around almost like he has no regards for his own safety

You do not understand it Mona plz let the man do his shit ❤️

If Scaramouche is the type to go out chasing thunderstorms (probably holding a kite hoping to die) then you bet he's doing the moves i do on set 💀

Aka, rarely tell the model what to do, let them act natural and take the pictures when they're doing a pose whitout even realizing it so it's as natural as possible and doesn't feel forced or fake

Usually those photos come out looking the most expressive or genuine and the thing is those perfect natural shots can last like seconds, and you have that second to move into the perfect position and get Le perfect shot™️

I usually work around helping take photos at those mall santas events. But i strongly believe Scaramouche would never agree to such a contract on the off chance he ever needs to interact with children

Like- i myself had to motivate myself with the "but Money. But children 😭 but...money??" And Scaramouche is much more stubborn than me

When i do participate in it, i bring along my best friend who is, admiteddly, absolutely smitten with kids, finds them adorable and is genuinely happy coming along to help me with the interactions WHITOUT GETTING PAID LIKE WOW SHE IS A SAINT and i believe the equivalent of that would be Tartaglia

Tartaglia loves kids, you kidding? Get my situation but shove Photographer Scaramouche and santa elf Tartaglia in!

Woww actually be so cute to see Tartaglia so excited to interact with so many kids 😭 reminds him of his big family

Convinced by the end of that event he'd be practically beginning Lumine for kids

Mona and Scaramouche watching silently

Mona: so..how about you? Want any kids??

Scaramouche:......... Megistus. Look at me. Just for a second. And just- TRY to realize how STUPID what you just said is.

Anyway Lumine throws a christmas/new year event for her employees that's facts.

Treat them to some drinks at Diluc's bar why not. Scaramouche is complaining the whole time because they don't serve Sake here, Tartaglia snuggled in his own shit, Lumine is responsively not drinking and Mona is chugging alcohol because she never gets the luxury.

Scaramouche is a lightweight i do not take criticism

Meanwhile Tartaglia is a fcking tank that bitch ain't moving. Tartaglia and Kaeya are like immovable objects when faced with alcohol meanwhile.

Cue Tartaglia mocking drunk asf Scaramouche

Mona and Scaramouche are two drunk bastards, and are drastically different types of drunk.

Scaramouche is the silent, "i'm having a crisis and i wanna die" type, meanwhile Mona is having an emotional breakdown and sobbing in Lumine's arms about everything and everyone

"WHY AMI SO BROKE LUMINE?? WHY COULDN'T I FINISH COLLEGE 😭😭😭 AND WHY DID YOU HIRE SOMEONE SO HOT BUT SO FCKING RUDE TO WORK WITH MEEEEEEeeeee🥺🥺"

Scaramouche is too dead to even comprehend anythin she's saying,he defaults to japanese mumbling and just. What is even happening anymore.

Also: halloween events!

Halloween is fcking different in japan

Scaramouche treats it as it's viewed where he's from : a bombass day for adults to dress creepy and not get judged™️

And not a child's holiday to get diabetes

Aka he's bringing out his SFX makeup certificate

Everyone and everything in the studio is getting a gorey ass makeover

"Lumine, so help me god if you refuse to celebrate this i will SFX-makeup a godamn dick on your forehead 💀"

Mona is dressing up as a witch i refuse to accept any other turnabout

Scaramouche is her black cat

Scaramouche just likes flexing the fact he did so many different mediums

Scaramouche studied graphic art and has PTSD whenever someone asks "wow you're really good! Can you draw me??"

He hides his art a lot because he's self conscious about his gorey-creepy-horror manga work. In the scaramouche way of hiding it when he feels someone trying to look and goes " uh- not any of your business bitch 👁👄👁"

He sometimes sketches ideas for shots, helps him visualize something better

The lighter strands at the back of his head like in-game? Natural! No dye or bleach! Unlike Kaeya! Unlike Kaeya he also doesn't like people pointing it out and often angles hats or hoods to hide the bck of his head. He just doesn't like people staring intensely at the back of his head •_•

Kaeya's has to be fake/bleached/dyed because it has a fade. Scaramouche'd are solid and run all the way to the roots so it makes it possibly natural in a non-fantasy world. And if you think something like that's not possible- look again to my friend i spoke of earlier, who actually has herself a natural silver-white streak amidst her brown hair! If she dyes it, it regrows white! Super interesting stuff. It's usually hidden behind her hair. It's on the side much like kaeya's actually. Geneticd are wild y'all

Why doesn't Scars dye them? Too much effort. Dyes out really fast, too bothersome and costly and just not worth it for two lil strands

#scaramona #chilumi #genshin impact au #scaramouche x mona #childe x lumine #tartaglia x lumine

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madalice31 · 2 years

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So about this Lord of the Rings show…

Isn’t it funny to listen to individuals who are so upset over black elves and dwarfs. These are the same people who claim to be not racist or “hate it” when people bring up racism for why they have a problem. But honestly, what else would it be? I mean put aside the fact that these are fictional characters not based in any lore that is attached to race. No where has it ever said that black elves and dwarfs are not allowed. But because Tolkien was suspect in not including any type of diversity in his works, we’re supposed to continue perpetuating that misstep today? If some dumb ass isn’t yelling stay true to “history” it’s stay true to the source material. They are staying true to the source material. The story is based on Tolkiens works. Them changing the skin tone of a character is not getting away from the subject, the feel, or the point of the stories. And the fact that a person would be upset solely because all of the characters are not white says a lot about that person.

Let’s get one thing straight. There are absolutely times where a character’s race should not be changed. Like when that character’s story is wrapped up in heritage and culture. For example, Black Panther’s race is not interchangeable. His whole schtick is that he’s from Wakanda, a fictional but still African country that is made up of nothing but black and brown people because they’ve been separated from the rest of the world. Not much room for diversity race wise. Although there was still plenty of white people in that movie.

You can’t make Vikings black because that definitely was not a thing historically speaking. But I mean you know, they make Egyptians white all the time. Breakfast at Tiffany’s has a white man pretending to be Asian. We have several depictions of white actors dressed in Native American garb. Nobody seems to care about any of this. But god forbid a black elf!

When it comes to characters, especially in Fantasy and Science Fiction, who’s only idea of race is whether they’re a dwarf, a wizard, or an elf, or even a vampire, a wear wolf, or a pixi fairy, it reeeeaaaalllly doesn’t matter.

Tolkien lived in a time where writing about people of color, outside of slavery stories of course, was not at all common. I’m sure Tolkien had little if any experience at all with anyone non-white. That’s just the reality of the situation. So I don’t really blame him tooo much for his lack of diversity.

But sitting in 2022, a person is mad that an elf is black, and you expect me to not take that as racism? If your friends, family, and loved ones are upset or debating over black elves and dwarves, and you’re a white person who claims themselves to be an ally, then I hope you open up your mouth and explain to them how ridiculous they sound.

Because remember, if you’re only an ally when you’re around black people, than you’re not an ally. You’re a closeted racist pretending to be forward thinking. We call that fake woke. Which is what Amazon is too for their token black characters that we’re supposed to be impressed by. I keep seeing the same two black actors in all the promo footage and they expect a reward for it. Y’all still don’t get it. People of color make up … let’s just say a good bit of the American population and yet we’re still so underrepresented in entertainment outside of sports and music. Being made to feel like only one or two of us could succeed in film and television at a time. And then when we do get the tiniest bit of representation, it’s dragged through the mud as if we have no right to be recognized as part of the population. That’s the problem with America. As much as white media wants to scream woke from the hill tops, y’all don’t even know what that shit means. Instead it’s become a buzz word. Y’all will never get it because you’re not actually woke! And at the rate we’re going, who knows if you ever will be.

#tolkien #lotr elves #lotr movies #jmo #personal blog #racism #woke culture #fake woke

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athena-is-a-chaotic-lil-shit · 3 years

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Getting back at writing, is, well, hard. My grammar and vocabulary and basically everything is messed up so I apologize in advance for that. It's been, almost a year ever since my last written fic. That time I was still crazy with Kimetsu no Yaiba and the KyoTan ship. I'll post it some other time ^^.

Anyways, I present to you my attempt in making a plotted work from a random thought that came over me this morning.

Pairing: Tai'chi Kashharzol (Orc) x Pearl Blackbell (Human OC/Reader)

Warnings: Basically none. Except for some curse words.

UD 01/10/21: Cleaned and revised some parts! Tried my best, hope it was enough.

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Of Ice and Blood

Part 1

Quick backstory and some details I left out in the main work.

It was in summer, 28th of July, when Pearl Blackbell turned 19. She left her home and moved closer to the university she’ll be going to. She rented an apartment about five blocks from the school. Albeit small, it was cozy and proper, having what she needed: a kitchen, a decent-sized bedroom, a small living area with a worn but comfy couch, and a bathroom.

When she was younger, her parents started training her in martial arts and the use self-defense weapons. They needed to make sure she knew how to protect herself against assaulters and dangerous people, she was after all, their only child and baby girl . They want their daughter to be strong, both inside and outside, by the time she sets out on her own and leaves home.

Her favorite self-defense weapon was brass knuckles, despite her parents’ protests. She enjoys punching nasty people and feel the crunch of their bones beneath her fists, especially racists, sexists, bullies, and the lot. The main reason why she got into detention multiple times.

Painting it with a ruddy color, she keeps it in her person, no matter where she goes. She has two, one is for extreme situations, while the other has only two knuckles. It stills maximizes the damage dealt but it is relatively less dangerous than the full dusters. The second one is usually a spare, though she rarely uses it.

She also occasionally carries a pair of retractable nunchucks, which she designed to be hidden within her regular baggy clothes. Her father had trained her vigorously with them and she even bested him in a match before she left for the city.

Selkoth, the city of marvels.

Distant sounds of buzzing cars reached my ears as I opened my eyes and blinked away the sleepiness, the light shining from the spaces in my curtains rather helping, together with the warmth it brought to my chilled tawny skin.

[Start of the actual work]

I fully woke up as I registered the sound of my phone alarm, shortly getting up to prepare when I realized what day it was.

Monday, the first day of my college life.

I stepped into the bathroom and took a quick shower, knowing I bathed thoroughly last night to save some time today.

Time management is key.

I dried myself down, turned to my closet and started putting on the outfit I picked out the night before.

Prioritizing comfortability over appearance, I wore my favorite orange cotton shirt, my blackish-blue hoodie (that had been stained with blood some time ago, but don’t worry, I know how to clean out blood. Mama raised no fool.) over it, together with a pair of black skinny jeans. And of course, tight black sports bra and boxers, even mentioning my underwear yes?

I looked over to my mirror and it was—

Simple. And I loved it. The more simple it is the better.

'“Keep a low profile over there, sweetie. Don’t get into fights when you can help it okay??? We already taught you and prepared you to the best of our abilities. Promise to us that you’ll stay safe, and healthy. Okay? And don’t forget to call sometime.”' I sighed, remembering my mother’s words.

"Yes mama, I will.”

With a smile, I did my hair and went for a tight Dutch braid, it going down between my shoulder blades and ending a little above my waist. I ran to my kitchen to eat breakfast, satisfied with my look.

I eat fast okay

Backpack, check. White sneakers, check. Phone and keys, check. Airpods on, playlist shuffled, I bolted out of my apartment and jogged all 50 blocks to school.

Exercise is always important, and what other way to utilize time for exercising than to do it while heading to your destination, right?

I snickered.

As I made my way to the university, I saw bizarre creatures and monsters of different sizes, coexisting, and interacting with humans. Even so, I noticed other people’s disdain and bitterness towards them when I passed by. My nose is awfully sensitive to scents that sometimes the ones their body releases tells me what they feel at the moment. It’s all science, I guess. I was made extra susceptible to these, so I wear a mask everywhere and every time I go out just to partly block most of the smells.

My first day at a university open to everyone across the country gets my blood pumping with excitement. To think that I’m going to study at Ernestine State University, the Ernestine State University!

I first heard about the uni back when I was a child. News broke out about Victor Ernestine, committing suicide by driving his car off a cliff because he couldn’t accept that his daughter was one of the major leaders who made the unity of all people, of all races, possible.

Dramatic.

Months after Mr. Ernestine died, all his properties and riches were passed down to her daughter, who took over as the new founder of the university and rebuilt it to accommodate everyone, no matter the size and shape.

The strictly all-human school, renovated, reshaped, and repurposed, was now the first university to open its gates to everyone in the country of Yundomia.

I’ve always yearned to get to know other species in this world. I didn’t get the chance previously because my parents sent me to an all-human, local high school. Which sucks. I hated how everyone had a certain hatred for the other races, especially orcs. They keep talking about how they are wild beasts and savages that aren’t meant to be in society.

They treated them like animals that are void of emotions and intelligence.

Come to think of it, I mostly fought with humans who were either racist, bullies, bastards trying to hit on me, or a mix of all of them together.

I chuckled, remembering how many times I got counseled on not punching people in the face.

High school was pure torture, being a human-exclusive campus making it worse, considering how everybody smells so horrible and the principal was an egoistic dumbass I was a hair away from gutting him. My poor nose.

But now I’m done with that! I’m starting anew in this school, in this city. Perhaps make some friends along the way.

Which is kinda problematic.

I’m not the social type. I tend to keep things to myself and hardly open up to anybody. I wanna make at least one friend that isn’t human! Or just, one good friend. I didn’t have or made any friends in the past since people tend to shun me out just because I can tell how they are feeling and find it creepy.

Or they’re afraid to get punched in the face.

Entering the campus gates was like stepping into another world. I was met with the sight of humans and monsters walking together and conversing! It was nice, and I don’t get to see this much often.

I walked around and took in the landscape of the campus. It was huge! And beautifully designed to have a great number of trees and plants, while also having space more than enough to accommodate every student going to their respective classrooms.

I was minding my own business and it was all serene, until some bastards pushed past through me and knocking me to the side. I stumbled but didn’t fall. I was gonna say something, but I shut my mouth. I didn’t want to cause any trouble on the first day for goodness’ sake. So I brushed it off and went straight to the gym for the orientation.

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The orientation was, intriguing. The dean seems nice, though I couldn't smell him from where I sat. There's also a student council made up of both humans and monsters which is a good sign. The student council president was a Minotaur with a dark brown coat and horns curving front and pointing up. The vice-president was a male student who looked decent enough. The secretary was an elf. The treasurer, a dwarf. And the rest were humans. I couldn't scent any of them to tell me what they were feeling at the moment, but the Minotaur looked uncomfortable, his hands behind his back, body going stiff when they were introduced to the freshmen. There was a larger numbr of humans than monsters, which was expected. I also noticed how both were grouped, a white line in the middle of the gym separating us from them.

Maybe to avoid any misunderstandings?

We were informed that today will be for introductions to your classmates and subject teachers so there will be no lessons at all. Hooray!

I was walking to my first classroom when a damned familiar smell attacked my nose. I stopped to stand for a moment and adjusted my mask. I looked around to spot the one emitting it and of course, saw a human. He looked, well, the typical playboy cool boy who used too much body spray on himself.

Not wanting to stand there like an idiot and prolong my suffering, I speed walk to my classroom and planned to sit at the back hoping no one would notice or ask why I’m wearing a mask.

That's always what they ask first. Not my name or how I was doing.

I expected to find no one inside since it was still early, but I was startled to see a massive orc sitting at the back looking out at the window. He was wearing a dark gray knitted sweater that was hugging his hulking frame very…well. Along with what looked like thick cargo pants and black boots.

He turned to look at me when I let out a small yelp, greeting me with his piercing, blue eyes.

Beautiful.

The orc had long, braided, jet-black locks. Two of them had distinct beads that trailed down from the side of his face and down to his chest, the rest of his hair behind him braided with intricacy and tied and ended halfway down his back.

I was pushed out of my trance when a person entered and crashed into me, swearing under my breath that it was intentional, nearly making me plant face-first on the trash bins if I hadn’t changed my footing at the last moment.

“Watch it, bitch, you’re gonna ruin my make-up,” she snapped.

Wow. She dared to call me that and not apologize like I’m the one who shoved her. Just wow. Usually at this point, I would have planted her face on the floor, but I stopped myself.

Low profile! Low profile Pearl! You’re in college now! You definitely don’t want to get suspended on the first fucking day of class now do you?? Keep it together.

Straightening up, I walked towards the back and sat beside the orc. Whose gaze fell on me, curious, when I wasn’t looking.

I made myself settled in my seat before the professor came in.

There were other races in my class. A blue tiefling sat three rows in front, wearing a casual outfit. A black-haired elf who looked and dressed clever, a row away. A cute pink pixie on my far right. A satyr wearing glasses, two seats in front of me, and a female lizardfolk a seat from of the pixie.

"Are you...alright?"

I almost jumped from my seat when the orc beside me spoke. I couldn’t help but admire how deep his voice was. I tried not to appear flustered, my mask helped with that.

“Uh…yes?”

The orc regarded me for a second before continuing.

“You were pushed earlier.”

Oh. He saw that?

“Oh, yeah, I’m okay.” I smiled at him. Then I remembered he can’t see my face. But I hoped the crinkling of my eyes gave it away.

“I’m Pearl, by the way.” I reached out my hand to him, socializing not my best suit but at least I tried.

He paused for a second before taking it into his bigger one, engulfing mine and shook it slowly. I was again, surprised by how gentle he was.

“Tai'chi.”

Interesting.

“Nice to meet you, Tai'chi.”

He lets go of my hand when the professor started talking up front.

“Nice to meet you too, Pearl."

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Thoughts? I am wide open for constructive criticism :D

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burningthetree · 2 years

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Okay ships: sakuatsu, bokuaka, and Legolas/gimli

I’m laughing at the range of this

1. What made you ship it? 2. What are your favorite things about the ship? 3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Sakuatsu

Ship.

1. I’m just a fan of the enemies to lovers these two got going on.

2. They’re so different and yet so similar and I simply adore the dynamic they could have in canon if there were more interactions of them! It’s just fun to think about them, because they’re not the typical head-over-heels ship, at least not the way I view them.

3. Unpopular opinion: Idk if this is unpopular but I don’t see them as love at first sight, but something they both chose to work on

Bokuaka

Of course I ship them lmfao have you seen the amount of fanart I have of them in my room (you actually have)

1. I don’t know? I feel like it was a combination of Bokuto being my bestie’s favourite character and Akaashi being my favourite, so I was already fond of them, and then I saw a bunch of fanart and then I read Cat’s fics and then i wrote my fic and then it was game over for me

2. They’re so understanding of each other. They don’t need a lot of words to communicate how they both feel, they just know. They see below the surface of each other, they have this familiarity and connectedness that makes my heart melt <3 and they are love at first sight and I just 🥺

3. Akaashi isn’t Bokuto’s babysitter and Bokuto isn’t the dumb boyfriend 😭 people can interpret the characters the way they want, I generally don’t care, it’s fandom, it’s fun, it’s not that deep and everyone can do whatever they want with these characters, but I just can’t get behind this (but that’s my personal opinion and if anyone disagrees that’s completely fine)

Legolas/Gimli

Do I ship it? Yes I do. OG Elf/Dwarf ship. Tauriel/Kili walked so Legolas/Gimli could run.

1. It’s kinda the Romeo and Juliet type of situation, two groups (elves and dwarves) against each other, and then there’s these two who grow close. Like come on, forbidden love is such a good trope and I adore the thought of Legolas introducing Gimli as his boyfriend to Thranduil, like imagine LOL. They overcome their differences and form a bond and it’s simply fantastic.

2. Their rivalry. Their constant competitiveness. Their constant urge to beat each other, be better than the other, while ultimately looking out for one another. Also the repressed feelings until the very end when they finally admit they’re friends? They’re so emotionally constipated and it makes for a great dynamic. Also they leave together to stay together until the end of their days. If that isn’t gay then idk what is

3. Unpopular opinion: I don’t know if I have one?? I don’t concern myself enough with this ship to know what is popular and what isn’t 😅 except ooo let me stir the pot: Legolas/Gimli are a thousand times better than Tauriel/Kili. Call me a hater on that one, I don’t careeeee

#ask game #Julie is rambling #man I just love talking about ships #hq #lotr #Lindsey #not to be a literature student but I love analysing characters and character dynamics #they’re all just so profound and much deeper than what is shown on surface level #asks

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aros001 · 3 years

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Read through light novel vol. 7. Random thoughts.

I swear Goblin Slayer looks like he's blushing through his armor on that cover. I don't blame him, given it's Cow Girl, but that's what it looks like.

I always get a laugh out of Goblin Slayer's completely unwillingness or inability to remember any type of monster outside of goblins. I think he only knows what vampires and dragon are because they're the most popular monster adventurers want to beat and thus the ones he'd hear about the most. He repeatedly can't remember what an ogre is despite dropping an ocean on one, nor the dark elf or troll, and I think last volume he needed a long minute to remember what giant rats are. No surprise he can't remember what the Loch Ness Monster's name was in this book, or what an elephant is. Mokele Mubenbe. It's hard for me to even pronounce that.

Lizard Priest was in the process of bringing each of the nuns upstairs into the chapel from the basement storehouse. “Stay strong, now. When dawn breaks, we can take you somewhere less upsetting.” “Thank you... Truly...” “Think nothing of it. We may revere different deities, but monkeys came from lizards, in the end. That makes us cousins.” “Heh-heh... You lizardmen...say the strangest...things...”

I don't say this often enough but Lizard Priest is just kind of the best, you know? He's like a big, scaly, green teddy bear. He's a very comforting presence and such an easy person for everyone, including those of different faiths like Priestess and the elves, to be friends with.

At first I was disappointed Priestess didn't get a cure poison miracle, given how often goblins come at the party using poisoned weapons, but her Purify miracle has certainly proved its usefulness, both for cleaning water and air as well as helping psychologically by cleaning up the victims of the goblins. Doesn't restore their stolen virginity but at least leaves less marks and filth for them to be constantly reminded what the goblins did to them. Plus, Goblin Slayer is no stranger to using smoke or poison gas, so Purify is probably good to have on hand to keep such methods from harming the party themselves.

In the middle of this flood of stories, Goblin Slayer said, “So this is your home.” “That’s right.” “That’s good.” “Well—” High Elf Archer’s eyes narrowed like a smiling cat’s. “It’s where my heart is.” Goblin Slayer nodded. Cow Girl blinked at him for a moment. Then he said, “And there are goblins near it.” The note of anger in his voice was unmistakable.

I love all the members of the party, so naturally I'm enjoying all the bonding moments between Goblin Slayer and High Elf Archer in this book, as well as the parallels he keeps drawing between them, especially in regards to their sisters. Their interactions are fun because their personalities contrast so much but in a different way than his and Priestess' or her and Dwarf Shaman's.

Then she went on, “Actually, even a lot of elvish adventurers act like that, especially if they’ve just left the forest.” It’s not that they have no sense of danger, just a poor grasp of scale.

That last bit is a good way of describing a lot of this series. There are people ignorant of how truly dangerous the goblins can be but outside of porcelain ranks it's usually not deliberately so. They just live in a world of other insanely large threats that don't like being ignored, with the elves in particular having members of their species whom lived through the old battles of the gods. Goblins are basically pests and goblin slaying pest control. They're a problem but barely a blip on the radar when you're comparing them to freaking Sauron, whom it feels like you just recently finally got rid of.

There is something absolutely hilarious to me that this man in dirty leather and steel armor, coated in faded red stains, who refuses to ever take his helmet off, barely talks, frequently walks in a manner that's described as violent, and who's sole obsession it is to wipe out every last goblin in existence, is known as The Kindest Man on the Frontier. But I still love it because it makes sense. Most villages on the frontier can't get help with their goblin problems because there's not a lot of fame or money in killing goblins and bigger threats are given more the priority, so they're just left on their own. But then Goblin Slayer comes in, doing the job without any thought to reward or praise. He's saved god knows how many kidnapped women prevented the destruction of countless villages. From the outside, yeah, it looks like just simple kindness. Get to know him a little better and you see that it's obsession. And when you get as close as Priestess and Cow Girl, you agree that it's kindness.

It's so cool that the elf adventurer the party saved on their first quest together made a reappearance, even if it's a small one. Like with Wizard's little brother wanting to avenge her, it's good to show that the people brutalized by the goblins aren't just props to show how serious the situation is. They're real (albeit fictional) people, who had their own lives and people who loved them, so having them still matter later in the story and them trying to get at least some closure is good writing.

I was talking with someone before in my vol. 6 post that something I really like about Goblin Slayer's character is his immaturity. Not that he's whiny and bratty like a kid but rather his trauma stunted him in a few ways. He likely had nothing to do with his village being attacked by goblins but to this day he blames himself for what happened to his sister, from him hiding and doing nothing to save her to in this volume believing she would have long moved on from their village if she didn't have to take care of him. Taking on all that blame and guilt, it's such a childish way of thinking and his trauma (and Burgler's training) meant he never was able to grow out of it. I can just see that little boy under the floorboards, thinking everything that's happening around him is some divine punishment from the gods for something bad he did, like not listening to his sister or getting mad at Cow Girl or literally anything else a kid would normally do.

This world has freaking elevators?! What?! When they first mentioned it I thought it was going to be something involving water or magic or gears, but no! Control panels, keypad, entering a code. It even goes bong when it arrives at its destination. I mean, they say it's not clear whether it operates magically or mechanically but this still feels like a big jump in this world's technology level, considering the most high tech thing I remember prior was ice cream making, and that was a chemical process. I just love the image of Goblin Slayer's party patiently waiting in the elevator as it's going up and soft muzak is playing.

By the time he noticed the change, it was too late. The goblin shaman’s blood had been turned to pure water.

WHOA! Priestess! What the f**k?! Was this her version of strangling the goblin champion with a bundle of hair?! That was awesome!

Also not good for her, given her beliefs. It's a good little conflict for her character and sets up some worry about what'll happen if she does something like this again. The Earth Mother spoke directly to her to warn this was a one-time deal. Would Priestess lose the ability to use Miracles or would the goddess outright smite her for such gross abuse of the powers she gave her? There's also the added conflict that Goblin Slayer praised her for what she did. He's not as important as the Earth Mother but he's still someone Priestess respects and is attached to more than anyone else, so she's going to be conflicted if his life is on the line again.

I've never played DOOM. Still love the reference with Hero.

...Is that why there was an elevator? Is this world some odd combination of DnD, Lord of the Rings, and DOOM?

Even though they showed his image, with everyone else all dressed up for the wedding I'm enjoying imagining Goblin Slayer in his normal armor, just with the addition of a bow tie.

Damn that bouquet tease. Who caught it?! Priestess?! Cow Girl?! Sword Maiden leaping in through the window?!

Original Reddit post: https://www.reddit.com/r/GoblinSlayer/comments/fzwykz/read_through_light_novel_vol_7_random_thoughts/

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19, 31, and 32 for the D&D ask meme?

Thanks anon!

19. How did you discover D&D?

As with so many things in my life, it’s all down to my fantastic nimble bird friend, who sent me a link to a clip of the love potion prank in Critical Role campaign 1. The rest, as they say, is history!

31. Tell me about your current party!

YES, ok, I’ve been waiting to gush for a while, let me tell you about EWF (names redacted/abbreviated for privacy reasons)

So our party currently has four active members - Vyce (my character, a tiefling rogue), “O” (tiefling monk), “D” (human cleric), and “N” (gnome wizard). We also have three past/infrequent members - “Z” (kyrid (home-brew lizard race) bard), “T” (dwarf barbarian), and “Ol” (half elf sorcerer).

“O” is played by my nimble bird friend, and she’s both a very competent fighter and also very young. Vyce, who has been a little brother his entire life, thinks of her like a little sister, albeit one whom he’s slightly in awe of. In Vyce’s opinion, she’s the beating heart of the party - she takes such joy in things (especially shiny things) and she doesn’t seem to be weighed down by the unfortunate things that have happened in her past. She’s not very smart (aka the best type of D&D character) and she’ll run where angels fear to tread, but it’s that kind of reckless bravery that’s saved the party’s bacon more times than we can count. I personally am of the opinion that "O" should be allowed to use a gun. Would this solve some of our problems? Maybe. Would this cause a lot more problems? Certainly. Should "O" even have a gun? Probably not, but the correct answer is yes. She's got the guns, now let her fire a gun!

We're just wrapping up a story arc dealing with “D’s” backstory, and it’s been so fun to see how his character has grown and changed over the course of the arc. He’s gone from a bit of a directionless adventurer, getting drunk and squabbling with “T” about who is in charge of the party skyship, to really coming into his own as a captain of the wind and waves. Like, it’s truly been so satisfying to watch him instigate revolutions, reach out to old friends and stand up to old enemies, lead fleets into naval battles, and step into the heart of the storm. I think for Vyce, “D” has really gone from someone that was a bit of a dark mirror in many ways, to someone that he respects and admires. Not that there isn't still a streak of recklessness in "D" but hey, that's part of what makes the game fun!

It is impossible not to like “N.” “N” alone has shifted Vyce’s dislike of mages (although with our most recent session, there’s been some regression!) “N” is like that friend who is enthusiastically, 110% up for anything, you tell him the plan and he’ll commit to it so hard. You will never meet an Abjuration wizard, or flat out any wizard, who loves Fireball more. He’s also ended up in so many situations where he’s separated from the party and 1v1-ing a baddie all by himself and no one knows, and the thing is, he’s actually won most of the time? I mean, apart from the time he died, but he’s better now. You’ll also never meet a wizard who uses a dagger so successfully in combat. He’s literally killed at least two bad guys with his dagger, we’re all bewildered and both Vyce and I are delighted, you go you funky lil old gnome you. He’s currently got a running interest in trying to figure out what shape the world is, which is some of the funniest and best wizard RP ever. He’s also come out with some of the most devastatingly poignant lines in the campaign so far, his memorial speech for a beloved NPC friend still haunts me ahhhhhhh.

32. Most memorable NPC you've encountered in a game you played in.

Hmm, gotta be three-way tie between Lynley, Rutley, and Frode. Lynley was an old friend of “D” and was also a cleric (I think?) of the same god. He helped us start and lead the revolution against the pirate lord, and when the pirate lord sent a massive fleet, much larger than our remaining ships, to retake the port, he loaded a ship with gunpowder and sailed it into the middle of the attacking fleet.

(Does Vyce feel guilty because he suggested that as an idea, albeit with unmanned ships, when we first heard about the fleet? YUP.)

Anyways, the party wasn’t in the port at the time, we were trying to retake a temple partway down the coast, but we got to see his death scene in a scrying pool, and just, the way our DM narrated it and the music he put on, it was just this incredibly heart-wrenching and moving scene that will stay with me forever. Our DM is incredible, that’s all I can say.

Rutley is just a goblin with a gun. He is very good at shooting the gun. Naturally, I love him.

Frode is the worst person ever (in Vyce’s opinion). Vyce dislikes mages in general, he very definitely dislikes charmers, and he fears wit and wordplay because he’s not in the least good at it (-2 CHA baybeeeee). Of course, this means Vyce’s mortal enemies are bards (except for our party bard, who is just a lil lizard with a cello and not, say, an obnoxious know-it-all with higher Perception than Vyce’s Stealth). Frode is a mysterious bard we found wandering in the forest, who may or may not be our world’s equivalent of Jaskier. Vyce loathes him with a deep and unshakable hatred, and I the player loved every minute of that interaction.

#thanks anon!#the themes of this post are that our DM is incredible and that everyone else is also incredible #leviathan is sealed! now we gotta go deal with vyce's ex who's definitely involved in some kind of shady business?#d&d tag

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