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“Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.”

— Tyler Kent White

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Story prompt.

I've been thinking of making a story based on Sesshoumaru and Rin of the anime Inuyasha.

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I have this twisted hurting pain in my heart caused by the tragic death if my father in the year twenty fourteen. It will be six years soon since his death and I still cannot cope with the lose. I have accepted it but the lingering emptiness always feels warm. It is for a fact that I am still alive as well as my family. Never shall I forgot my father and yet when I look through the albums of photographs, it does not do justice his true face and features. I miss him very much. Excruciatingly, I hold back my tears whilst living through this world. When the bottle is full, I lay awake. Seeking to fill this emptiness with hunger for it is the nearest. My father would scold and laugh at my predicament. I miss him so much. Yet, the memories that fill me, sometimes the good and others the bad, I would not be able to stand strongly as I do today. I miss him. I love him. I only hope that he guides me through the right path, to discover my true self. Assuringly, I believe that he watches over me through the clouds of heaven.

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To make a choice

Restless

Anonymous asked: Hi do you also write Elrond x reader imagines? If so I would love to read one where the reader is a human, female ranger, headstrong and fierce but with a softer side. She safes Elrond he falls in love with her and offers her to stay at Rivendell because she has no home. The reader being a little restless and feels trapped because she is used to living in the wild. Some Elrond fluff?

Here you are, lovely! My apologies for taking so long! I do not own Elrond. He belongs to J.R.R.Tolkien

Warnings: Angst and fluff

Pairings: Elrond x fem!ranger reader

When you’d saved Elrond, you didn’t think anything would come of it. After all, he was an elf and you weren’t. You were a Ranger and fated to die eventually. But when he offered you a home in Rivendell, you accepted without hesitation. It had been a while since you’d had a permanent residence and you longed for a place to lay your head at night. Even though you were a Ranger, you were still a woman and you enjoyed the finer things in life sometimes.

           You didn’t know the real reason Elrond asked you to stay. At first, neither did he. Elves rarely fell in love and Elrond certainly didn’t think he’d fall in love with you. Nevertheless, he did. Much to his surprise, Elrond would often find his eyes scanning the grounds of Rivendell to find you. You were usually training with one of the elves, or you were walking by yourself. Part of him knew you wouldn’t be inclined to stay very long. That wasn’t your nature, but Elrond was going to enjoy your presence in Rivendell as long as possible. He didn’t realize that it wouldn’t seem like long at all.

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That magnetic attraction is something

Human-Raised Elf

A Wattpad request! I do not own Lindir or Elrond. They are the property of J.R.R.Tolkien. 

Warnings: Very brief mentions of death…that’s about it. 

Pairings: Lord Elrond x elf!reader (ish), Lindir

You knew you were different. No one ever said otherwise. But you weren’t treated poorly just because you weren’t exactly human. You were an elf. An elf raised by humans. You weren’t sure what happened to your real family and no one in your small little village knew either. You were found at the edge of the forest, wrapped in a blanket with a letter tucked inside, by a couple out foraging for plants when you were only a babe.

           You loved your human family though. They raised you as a human, but also taught you as many Elvish traditions and words as they could. You didn’t want for anything really. But there was a part of you that longed to learn where you came from. That yearned for an adventure that would allow you to see your true heritage. It was how you ended up on a journey toward a place you knew only as “The Hidden Valley.”

           "Hidden" was an appropriate word to describe the place you were trying to find. It took longer than you ever thought possible. But you weren’t one to give up. In the end, you’d be glad you didn’t. You gasped at the stunning sight of the valley before you when you finally found it. It was like nothing you’d ever seen before. It was almost overwhelming. You felt like you didn’t belong there…except you did. If the letter from your true mother was to be believed.

           You steadied your nerves and entered the valley. To your surprise, you weren’t greeted by any warriors. Instead you were greeted by an elf with long brown hair who you would come to learn was Lindir, the lord of the realm’s steward. He approached you the way one approaches a baby deer. He asked you a question in Elvish, but you weren’t sure what he said. “Are you alright? Are you lost?” he asked again in the Common Tongue. You shook your head.

           "I do not believe so,“ you replied and told him who you were and why you were there. He smiled and bowed his head a little. "Then you are welcome here. I shall escort you to Lord Elrond immediately.” You nodded nervously, but followed him anyway. While you walked, you couldn’t keep your eyes from straying from one thing to the next. It was all so lovely, from the elves training, to the one practicing music, to the beautiful gardens. You took in everything with a sense of awe, ignoring the pull you were feeling in a different direction. At least until you were standing outside a door and Lindir asked you to wait.

           As you waited, you felt something in your stomach that you couldn’t describe. At first, you thought you were imagining things or that you were nervous. But the longer you stood there, the more you realized that it was a different kind a feeling. A pull you weren’t used to. A pull that seemed to be coming from inside the room Lindir had entered. You wondered what or who was behind the door and, fortunately, you would soon find out.

           The door opened and Lindir beckoned you in with a smile. On shaking knees, you entered the room. The pull was even stronger in that small room, but it didn’t frighten you. It gave you a sense of belonging. You cast a glance back at Lindir who gave you an encouraging smile. So you turned back toward the desk in front of you.

           The elf at the desk looked up and you felt your heart jump to your throat. Nerves for sure this time…right? Dark eyes gazed kindly at you while the elf’s lips were upturned into a small grin. You gave a traditional Elvish greeting, though your mind was all abuzz. “My lord,” you greeted, cursing your tongue for trying to stick to the roof of your mouth at a time like this, “I greatly appreciate you taking the time for me. I am here-”

           He held up a hand to cut you off. “I know why you’ve come, Y/N. You look very much like your parents.” You blinked at him in confusion. “You knew my parents?” He nodded and bid you to sit down. “What happened to them?” you asked softly. You weren’t even certain you wanted an answer, but part of you needed to know. And another part of you felt drawn to the older elf. Was he where you were feeling the pull from? You didn’t know, but you did know that you weren’t ready to depart from his company quite yet.

           Elrond frowned slightly, but explained what happened to your parents and how they met their fate. It was unsettling, but at least you knew now. And they had tried to make certain you were taken care of. By the time Elrond finished speaking, you were lost in thought. “Perhaps this was too much for you right now. You have been traveling so long. I should have waited.” You shook your head vehemently.

           "No. I needed to know. Thank you, Lord Elrond.“ Elrond stood with a smile. "You must be tired. I shall have chambers set up for you right away and perhaps you would care to join me for supper?” You rose from your seat and nodded. “That would be wonderful.” You face him fully and looked into his dark eyes. The world seemed to freeze, like there was nothing else around and only the two of you existed.

           You wanted to ask what it was you were feeling, but couldn’t seem to get the words out. This was definitely where the pull was coming from, but how do you explain that to a complete stranger? After what felt like hours, you finally blinked and looked away from him. Elrond walked you to the door where Lindir was still waiting. Lindir lead you away, leaving Elrond behind. He brought his fingers up to his chin and hummed. “Interesting,” he thought to himself before returning to his study. It seemed your presence would change things in Rivendell far more than he expected.

(a/n: I really hope you like it. I’m coming off an on again off again, five day headache so it might not be my best.)

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As my guilt rises, my mind wanders. I immediately though of making a homemade version of the Peach Mango Pie from Jollibee. I found an easy recipe which includes sky flakes as a substitute for breadings, peach halves in a can, mangaoes, sugar and bread slices. Easy to make and easily consumed. It probably took me 20 minutes to prepare and cook it. I have accepted my mistake and I have resolved it by stuffing myself with food.

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As offended as he may be, I would not help but wink at his displeasure. To imagine him as a blushing mess from that interaction, such innocence would be bliss.

He would be so offended omg-

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My heart swoons with such words as sweet as an angel's breath and a child's smile.

The Teacher and The Student

Paring: Elrond Peredhel/Reader

Tags: gender unspecified reader, elf reader, healing, skipping class, teacher/student relationship, fluff

Summary: Reader takes the day off from learning the ways of Healing to enjoy nature but is caught by their teacher, Lord Elrond.

Word Count: 1,495

Current Date: 2020-04-14

Request by: Anon xx

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Costume and hair details of Tolkien Elves

King Thranduil, Lady Galadriel, Lord Elrond

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It's eleven in the evening and it brought to my attention a thought bubble that brought it's way back to me consciousness. A particular event went down just half an hour before eleven. I had finished my task for my project and wanted to take a break. Being my regular routine, I look for my family members; mainly, made up of my sisters and mother. Chancing upon their respective rooms, lit with florescent lights, I was wondering where the occupants of said rooms were. I heard them talking downstairs, therefore, I followed their voices that echoed from the stone staircase. They had gone out to check on our new Golden Retriever. My only goal was to find them. Then, as I had gone down and asked why they were there although it was already obvious to me why they were there, my mother had teasing asked me in a way that irked my irritation and annoyance at her tone, if I had eaten one of the fruits that we had bought earlier. I had simply responded with a irked expression, simply turned my back, made my way back upstairs trudging on each step, and thought that, that kind of negativity for me is not welcomed. Of course, as had happened, my mother had begun to find that disrespectful of me and assumed that I had the audacity to be repulsed by her said words and had only gone downstairs to annoy her. Being such as myself, I loathe being teased for no apparent reason but sometimes I welcome it. It is not her fault in any case because how could she know how my previous emotions were that lead to that course of action. I was simply tired and exhausted. Still, I felt that sense of guilt in me for producing such an ill-manner especially in front of my younger siblings. I have not apologized because it is difficult for me. I have never apologized without feeling as if that person that I am apologizing to is judging me and thinks that my apology is crap and not genuine. WELL, EXCUSE ME, I FIND IT HARD TO EXPRESS MY APOLOGETIC EMOTION BECAUSE I HAD ALREADY STABBED MY HEART WITH IT. I still feel the guilt at this time and will most likely keep me awake tonight. I only offer it as a sacrifice for a better tomorrow and a better me. I wish not to dwell on it far longer since I have written it down. Nevertheless, I will get better at showing my emotion without taking into self-depreciation and self-loathing. I'm glad to be alive still.

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It’s your life. If you are unhappy, please make a change.

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[STATION] SUPER JUNIOR 슈퍼주니어 'Super Duper' MV

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Phum Viphurit - Lover Boy [Official Video]

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Lee sang soon (이상순) _ Again (다시)

Sweet sweet music from the national husband <3 

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Oh this speaks to me sooo much <3 Take care of yourself more when needed. 

Journal comic.

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I’m feeling hungry...

The first thought of the day was “I’m hungry...” As I opened my eyes, I realized that it was only 3:30 in the morning. I’m waking up at this hour, waking up thirty minutes before my alarm. It reminded me of Shikamaru from Naruto. (It’s on YouTube.) 

I went to the gym from 4:30 until 5:30 so I spent an hour there. Free weights, bench press and deadlift consisted of my workout for today. The bodyguard, Kuya Senen Paz, talked to me about dieting and the food that he eats on, also about the changes that he’s been going through. I actually don’t like talking to people when i go to the gym so it’s pretty awkward when I talk to him especially since I feel like he’s looking at me too much when I gym. I pray and hope that he leaves me alone. I also met one of the gym goers there, Sir Tom. He offered me some bread for breakfast but I politely declined. I just really wanted to get out of there because I don’t like it when I’m the only girl and there are like two guys in the gym. Creeepy. I go to anytime fitness which is a decent gym. I mean, it’s hella expensive. The cost is weighing more than the product. 

Also, I was writing this when my sister called me to help her homework. We talked about Train to Busan and how it strikes me that I remember a lot of details in the story itself. :( I love and hate that movie. That’s my relationship with it. I mean i want to watch it again but I don’t at the same time. 

Good morning! 

Xoxo Hugs and Kisses for a job well done yesterday and a great start today!. 

I am most definitely hungry now.