#calcmities

[chainsxwsmile]

His stomach groaned painfully: a consistent reminder that his plan, even at its fruition proved easier said than done. Not that Bruce had never known starvation beyond the mountains of Mordor. Little food was a daily occurrence, especially in his younger years. Yet, a daily free meal was perhaps the only silver-lining of the Olog's slightly voluntary participation in Mordor's fighting pits. 'Slightly', because few other options in the regiment camps guaranteed the necessities and one had to make certain unsavory choices to avoid starvation. At least he never resorted to cannibalism, as some Orcs had done. The very reminder sent a shiver up his spine and his black mane stood up like hackles. And sent his stomach into the churning that tiptoed between hunger and nausea.

For the most part, Bruce's plan to escape Mordor and, thereby, escape consequent battle played out as smoothly as the very mountains he had traversed. That is to say, quite disastrously.

While Bruce had managed to avoid detection as a deserter, other sorts of misfortunes reared their heads along the road. Several bandits -- Goblins or Orcs, he hadn't quite caught enough of a good look-- made off with most of his food previsions. He'd very nearly drowned in the marshes that fell outside of Mordor, having vastly underestimated the waters' depths. And even his armor eventually proved too cumbersome to carry. With no weapons but his own claws and teeth, and no armor but the thick skin of his hide, the Olog felt quite vulnerable indeed.

Not nearly vulnerable enough to duck into the vast forest to the west just yet. Mordor had no forests. And least none into which Bruce had ventured. And something about the vision of thick boughs and branches stretching over his head for miles elicited a feeling of claustrophobia. So the Olog had needlessly marched northward along the edges of Greenwood in hopes of finding any sort of passage through the forest which didn't make him suddenly feel so very small.

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[caestusvulpes]

@calcmities asked:

tell me, what are you really scared of? / from Lisa Lisa. And three prompt is from the Batman meme.

"Not dyin', if that's yer concern." To learn Hamon, one must be willing to die for it. It was one of the first things that had been cemented in her mind upon arrival. Hikari has her fears like every other living being-- fog being the biggest, and most irrational of them. The Venetian winter, however, staved it off and left only an uncomfortable icy chill and the scent of saltwater.

No, Hikari didn't fear the fog now, and she certainly did not fear dying. She had died once before, and it had been uneventful despite the violent circumstances. She looks somber. It wasn't the answer she was looking for, was it? "... Not succeeding, or letting y'down. I feel like I have certain... attributes that hold me back. I'm sorry in advance, Teach." Anger. Memory. Craving to feel crumbling stone and the blood of those who've harmed her both directly or indirectly...

[dragonspined]

When Devani was younger, they’d wanted to travel the world.  See every bit of Middle Earth possible, not an impossible feat on broad wings.  Those from which they’d been hatched were content with their frozen mountains and hoards of silver and sapphire.  It was a well and good life- if one didn’t crave warm blood and fresh wind.  An older dragon may have considered it not worth the effort.  But she had been less than five hundred years old, restless, seeking something for which she hadn’t known the name of.  Freedom.  Adventure.   And she had found it.  Relished in the strength of lean muscle that could propel her thousands of feet in the air in one stroke.  The power fire gave her over any who thought to stand against a dragon only a few feet bigger than a warg at the time.  It had been amazing.  For as long as it lasted.  As many adolescents, Devani had gotten cocky.  There were few ways to harm a dragon, many judged Smaug harshly for his faltering in Dale.  

They had made a similar mistake.  Not attacked a town or killed for dwarvish gold, they had never had any interest in such things, but a pretty girl taken by orcs who had been none too pleased to see a winged reptile coming in for her rescue.  Neither man nor orc had reacted well in the aftermath.  It had lead to an awful, violent and terrible time.  One that when it ended gave Devani a better understanding of why some dragons blazed and burned.  The orcs had been ignited until their bones were ash and weapons melted.  The girl’s parents were snarled at about being ungrateful rats.  And the wizard who freed her had left. 

Devani couldn’t give a number on how many years ago it had happened.  Decades, centuries perhaps.  It didn’t matter.  She had settled in a mountain, restless and taking too long to heal.  The itch under her skin seemed to only have been building.  That was one of the few reasons she hadn’t flared wings or immediately blasted Gandalf with fire.  One was not normally visited by a wizard-not without reason.  “Ah.  So the dwarves are to reclaim Erebor from Smaug.”   Neck arched to raise head above him, tilted to put an eye on the other.  “And you wish I to risk my life against the oldest dragon alive?  To help the King under the Mountain return home?”  Their lips curled back in a fanged grin, teeth sharp and gleaming like their eyes.  “While I would love nothing more than to see that old worm taken down, what’s in it for me?  I care not for his gold and silver.”

@calcmities  from here

[beastbitten]

@calcmities asked: ❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ \ From Hayley.

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

The last thing he'd expected was to come across someone like him -- - or anyone, if he was being completed honest with himself. It wasn't as though he was looking for any interaction at all, but there was no mistaking what she was and it seemed she'd noticed him too, though he supposed it wasn't difficult in the way he'd found himself staring at her as though he'd been frozen in place. At least when she spoke to him, it knocked some sense back into him. "I... sorry, ma'am, I..." Stumbling over his words, the tall Texan backed away with another step, swallowing hard. "I don't want no trouble now... I'll jus' get outta your hair. No harm no foul, yeah?"

[kxjostarr]

calcmities asked: why do they always paint hallways that color? / have an avdol who is always midly curious and alive post pt. 3  

PROMPTS FROM OCEAN'S ELEVEN

"No idea. I guess it's to give a pristine look, but it honestly it looks boring." Even though she wasn't the type to be focused on interior design, it didn't stop her from commenting on something if it was brought to her attention.

"But at least it's easy on the eyes and doesn't look tacky."

[tcbefearless]

Eilonwy knew that she should be helping the dwarves rebuild, though exploring was more on her mind than picking up a hammer or anything particularly useful. Truth be told she'd gotten into trouble more than once for not doing her jobs or leaving things half attended, though who could blame her? The leaves had turned a beautiful colour of amber, red and even the slight mix of green. She was sure times like these were where she indeed relished, at least her hair was certainly more the aesthetic of autumn than spring or summer.

"Kili!" Eilonwy stated with a slight huff though she couldn't help but laugh, watching as the leaves flew high into the sky and then fell upon her hair and clothes, some getting stuck which only made her laugh more. She grabbed a handful of her own, deciding in that moment to throw it directly at the brunette's face, a cheeky grin forming across soft pink lips. "two can play that game!"

@disasteregyptologist asked: [ 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 ] from Eilonwy on edgedsword to Kili

Fall happened upon Erebor much sooner than the young dwarf realizes. Not a complaint left him as he always relished in the cool temperatures the season brought with it. Months had passed since the big battle between dwarves, men and elves - and orcs; allowing the dwarves to return little by little and rebuild their home. The second born prince and Thorin's youngest nephew and their newly acquired companion turned family member; Eilonwy, had spent most of their days exploring the mountain inside and out. A day had not gone by where the two were not causing some sort of shenanigans and the King ended up hearing word of it.

One particular day such had happened. Kili had convinced the young woman to walk into the Woodland area nearby, where trees and plant life where now living once again. Tools in hand the young prince had began to comb through the grass, catching said leaves to pull into a pile before going for more. Little by little both had curated piles of leaves, the brunette looking proud of himself for a moment until a rather sneaky idea popped into his head. A grin began to slowly form across his features as he dropped his rake and bent down, scooping up a handful of the leaves tossing them high into the air eventually creating a whole new mess.

@edgedsword

[strongfuck]

@divxne-calcmity // from here.

"What, you could do that all along, buddy?" Rhys asks, laughing. Try as he might to sound lighthearted, though, the exhaustion of spending all day walking got to him like anyone else, and it probably shows in how easily he lets himself crumple by Crest's side with a sigh.

"I gotta figure out how to get a car going."

He rubs his one hand against his thigh for some friction, then holds it out in front of the admittedly generous fire. Out here in the badlands, the nights are terribly cold. They're even colder without the temperature regulation his cybernetic arm used to provide.

For all that his empty ports ache with residual pain, however, Rhys tries not to dwell on that.

"Well... and build a new arm and eye. But the car feels a little more important."

[thesoulofasurvivor]

Emotions/Reactions Game

Tagged by: @myriadxofxmuses

Tagging: @divxne-calcmity (for crest!!) @cantxswim @fireflymuses (for scarlett!) and whoever wants to steal this!

★  ⸻   𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒.     being unable to stop smiling. bear hugs. happy tears. waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing. eyes twinkling. laughter lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping.

★  ⸻   𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑.   furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact. sarcasm. headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability. jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions. middle finger.

★  ⸻   𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑.  wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause. pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline. face draining of colour. hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.

★  ⸻   𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.     constantly yawning. blurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking. trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. becoming irritated by the smallest things. “i’m awake, i’m fine.”. shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.

[wanderingarcherviola]

She wasn't quite sure what all the fanciful stories were about now. Sure, Rivendell was pretty, but it was just a bunch of pretty buildings in a valley, inhabited by a bunch of uptight pointy-ears.

There was nothing even intimidating or threatening about the jail. If one could even call this a jail, because Viola was certain they'd just tossed her into a regular room and locked the door.

Though she wasn't sure how long she'd been left there, it was long enough for her to get bored and start looking around, curious as to what half the things in the room were, and wondering if any could be used to escape.

"How do folk live all cooped up in one place.. Maybe this whole place is a prison valley." She started talking to herself "I gotta bust outta here before I become all boring and complacent with a settled life!"

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[theprincessdoom]

“And suddenly the monster in him falls silent

As he rests his head on her lap…”

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[tcbefearless]

@calcmities elrond & Eilonwy

To be amongst the elves of Rivendell was an honour itself. To say that Eilonwy felt a little embarrassed about the dwarvish behaviour was an understatement. She could feel eyes on her, as if the other elves were burning a hole in her back, she hadn't touched the food kindly given to her by their hosts. A soft sigh passed her lips, "if you will just excuse me" she muttered getting up from her seat to walk away from the table. "What is wrong with the lass?" Ori asked to which Nori gave a slight shrug.

Eilonwy walked down the steps toward a place where she could simply breathe. Feeling the cold air upon her face, she felt silly for running away, wanting to be alone, it was then she heard footsteps behind her. "Fili, please, I just want to be alone" although it was true that she made an assumption that the footsteps were of the dwarven prince.. yet the redhead didn't turn to face them, eyes instead resting on the peaceful landscape before her.

[disasteregyptologist]

@calcmities sent : ❝ are all librarians this much trouble? ❞ / from Rick. <3

Blade in hand Evelyn looked up to Rick, a smile forming on her features, the type of smile that she simply could not help when she looked at him. "Not all, just me" She replied with a small smirk, truth be told, Evy was probably the most troublesome librarian that anyone had ever come across, always looking for adventure and often ending up walking into trouble that she didn't mean to fall into. It seemed danger had a habit of making its way to the Egyptologist. "If I have you then trouble isn't too bad" Which was true. Rick was her home, she knew that now and even though their relationship had been turbulent in the beginning, now it had blossomed into something far more.

[ancestryfound]

》》 tom & thunder aesthetic ( requested by @divxne-calcmity )

[sashaofravenlock]

Blue hues studied the elven lord as her hands remained folded upon the table, never once reaching for the glass of wine before her. Despite her declaration, there was hesitation in her eyes as her usually relaxed and round pupils were exchanged for narrow slits and her ears flicked back and forth to listen to her surroundings. "I am unlike anyone else, my lord."

@sashaofravenlock asked:

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜ // for Elrond

The elf lord had paused a moment as he had been about to take a drink of the delicious wine in his glass. Amber hues would take in the woman's form briefly before he finally tilted his glass up and head back finishing off what was left of the wine. Once finished the empty glass had been placed back down and the brunette looked up to the woman, ❝That is a first step to acknowledge. Anyone else would say differently.❞

[strongfuck]

@divxne-calcmity sent: "I'd say 'thanks for freeing me' n' all. But then I remember the fact you only entered the vault for the riches." Hyper grumbled as they tugged at the relic collar around their throat with their claws. "Oh and that now I'm indebted to you for the rest of your life. So yeah, fun all around!" (( I couldn't help it, have some Hyper ))

Why is it that everyone he meets has to have some kind of attitude?

Nevertheless, Rhys resists the urge to roll his eyes, and crosses his arms over his chest instead as he watches them struggle.

"You don't have to be indebted to me if you don't want to be."

It's kind of sad seeing how pathetic their claws are.

"Seriously. With an attitude like that, I'm surprised you'd think I'd want you around at all."

[effcrvescence]

If you could go back and change something, anything, about your life, would you do it?

“yes.” she wouldn’t major in bio.