#got lost along the old forest road :: queue

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RANDOM PROMPTS

assorted list of prompts that I have used across the years for various drabbles and starters. adjust and change pronouns as necessary. please don't add to this list as I may make a second part.

“Well, what can I say? I’m a badass.”

“Why didn’t you listen to me?”

“You’re always number one."

"I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass."

"You can’t keep it all inside, you know? Bottling it up won’t do any good"

"You haven’t been yourself lately."

"Just shut up and kiss me."

"You’ve thought about this, haven’t you?"

"Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?"

"Wait! What if we get caught?"

"Why are we whispering?"

"You don’t see me."

"Hey, I know you’re hurting.. but you’re not alone, okay?"

"I couldn’t sleep.”

“You could have died.“

“We need to talk about what happened last night."

"You said you'd be there."

"This was a mistake."

"Were you ever going to tell me?"

"It's hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember."

"I don't remember what it feel like to not be broken."

"You knew about this all along, didn't you?"

"It doesn't matter who hurt you, or broke you down, what matters is who you smile again."

"Just talk to me, please."

"I'll never let you go."

"I am coming with you."

"I fear a cage."

"To the ends of the Earth, would you follow me?"

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Multi-muses: If you’d like a starter sent to a specific muse of yours, just comment

Crossovers welcome | As long I know/recognise the verse

Ranger Muses Hal (Halbarad) | Commander of Esteldin | AU Canon Arathorn | 15th Dúnedain Chieftain | Canon - AU from 2933 onwards Aragorn/Strider | Heir of Isildur | Canon - AU main: He grew up with his father alive & just having sisterly feelings for Arwen Lyth | Ranger of Cardolan | OC | LOTRO based

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  It took him a few minutes to finally recall what had happened to land him in the Healing Hall at Imladris. He winced but managed to sit up carefully, leaning against the headboard. “I’ve had worse.” Arathorn answered quietly, free hand touching his permanently closed eye. “Just- last I remember was getting caught in a snowstorm with a snow spirit at the centre of it.”

“Elrohir brought you. You were wounded.” Beleg answered, concern plain on his face. He knew Elrond’s care was second to none, and yet still he worried that something might be missed. “Are you in pain? I can ask them for something to help.”

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@thegreatstrongbow:: beleg | reply to this ::

Arathorn needed little encouragement to lean against him, resting his head against Beleg's shoulder with a tired sigh. Although he was rather pale and cold to the touch. "It was you or the floor." in fairness, he just wanted to sit.

"Had to make a visit to some of the tombs on the Barrow-downs. The barrow-wights didn't appreciate the disturbance."

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[ nightmare ] from the soulmates prompts.

(you knew this would be coming didn't you? <3 choose the setting, universe, etc.)

  Hal wasn't known for her ability to sleep. Only when she felt completely safe, did rest finally come. But it wasn't always peaceful and most of the time, she woke unrested. Finding her soulmate was something that few thought she would do. Not that it came as a surprise, given the nature of her nightmares.

  Falling asleep in Rivendell had not been planned but the Dwarves were there, so the young Ranger felt safe. Yet her dreams weren't peaceful this time. Dark grey eyes blinked as she found herself standing within Bree. Watching a much younger 9 year old peer around the legs of men dressed in the neutral colours of the Dúnedain.

"I'm not someone you'd want as a soulmate..."

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@thegreatstrongbow asked: “Look! It’s snowing!” (for little Estel?)

  There was a brief moment where the little boy blinked at him and didn’t quite take in his words at first. Then a gentle nudge by his amused looking father had Estel jumping up and running to join Beleg, slipping on his jacket and shoes.

  ”Can we go out in it please, Ada?!”

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  There was little she could have done to stop the Third Marshal from following her well hidden tracks. Not with the way that her wolf was getting more and more restless as the moon rose in the sky. Her eyes closed as the pain of her form changing took over but no sound escaped; too used to keeping quiet during nightmares so she didn't disturb anyone. But the pull hadn't increased at all, instead it had lessened with each step that brought him closer to her.

  Golden eyes flickered open after a few minutes and the black wolf got unsteadily to her feet, before immediately backing away from the vampire. She didn't trust herself around others in her present form and stopped at the edge of the clearing, so she was at a safe distance from him. Slipping away into the darkness would far easier to do as a wolf but even at just this distance, the pull was quickly getting stronger.

  Her instincts won over though and Hal darted away in to the darkness of the forest, running off the energy that had been building up to this night. But there was a restlessness inside her that wasn't anything to do with the moon. Instead it was the increased distance she'd set between herself and the horse-lord, although she was trying to ignore it for now. If he let her.

Éomer approached the line of trees and was drawn aback by the bright golden eyes that stared back at him from the darkness, followed by the sound of Hal's voice. He heard her softly spoken words easily, while also noting a hint of fear. . . or was it panic? He did not abide by her plea, moving closer underneath the dark branches. "Hal, why are you out here? What is wrong?" he asked, reaching his arm out to her, but she had run away, off with the gust of wind that whispered through the trees.

He ignored her plea and followed, senses extremely clear even with the dampening darkness encroaching on all sides. She had been quick and stealthy so he searched for Hal, eventually coming upon her as she bared herself to the elements and the moonlight. "Hal!" he barked, wondering what in the world had gotten into her. If he were not so full of concern, he would be feeling rather bashful at seeing her in this state.

His brows creased together as the ranger curled up and pain was most evident on her face, and in her contorting body. "Hal!" he called out again - more urgently now - and moved closer amidst the clearing.

He jumped back in shock as the nude form of Hal that had just been before him was now a black wolf. "Béma- what-" he stammered, dark eyes flashing as he crouched nearby, but at the ready to just fly away into the night if danger were at hand.

Suddenly, memory of stories of wolf-like men, and humans that could change form into another, like a transition to a bear or a wolf, flooded his mind. It seemed they both had secrets yet to reveal to each other. He watched the motionless wolf body, but could see the faintest movement of breath underneath coarse fur.

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❝  sometimes i get these phantom pains i guess you could say.  little aches and i find them oddly comforting.  because my soul still hurts even if my body is healed.  ❞ (Arathorn)

   Arathorn was curled against Beleg’s side, one arm wrapped around that of his sleeping son. He listened quietly, before shifting his gaze to focus upon his partner.    “Also means you’re still alive. Something I’m glad about.”

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@sonxofxgondor | reply to this ::

Most would say that having an extraordinarily high pain threshold was a good thing, especially when it came to being a Ranger. But it wasn't. Being unable to feel the pain meant that she couldn't tell how bad the injuries were or if there were any injuries at all. Normally Hal would have refused his assistance but this time, she didn't give even a token of protest. In fact she was rather grateful for his help, not that any of those words would be spoken anytime soon.

It wasn't the first time that the dark eyed Dúnadan had fought against the Uruk-hai. The journey South meant that the Grey Company had kept coming into contact with those who followed Sauron and in a lesser way, Saruman. Neither was it the first time that she had been injured by them, although she had never been poisoned before. Her kin were a different matter however; they had been poisoned in fights with Orcs and they all carried antidotes in their medical kits.

A slight nod was the only response Hal gave to his soft words of encouragement, trying not to detach emotionally from the situation. But a few minutes after Boromir called out, she leant against him heavily as she was tiring out far faster than normal. "Stronger poison than.. before... Normal antidotes won't.. work..."

Aragorn arrived quickly with Legolas on his heels, storm blue eyes sharp as he took in the situation quickly. "Put her down, Boromir. She won't make it to camp otherwise." He replied, pulling a small vial of blue liquid from his medical kit.

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For: Aragorn :: @lightcreators Unspecified Muse: Hal Place: Edoras, Rohan

  If someone was to ask the Commander of Esteldin what her least favourite mission was, the response would be escort missions. More specifically, the long distance escort missions. Mostly because 9 out of 10 times, it involved merchants who 'know better than you'. But also because talking and being social for a long time wasn't something that she was known for.

  So the reason why Aragorn had chosen her to be his mission partner, when he could have chosen a far more approachable Ranger was lost on her. Not that she was going to ask on their one night off from the escort mission. With the distance between Bree and Gondor being such a long journey, they had opted to rest overnight in the capital city of Rohan, Edoras.

  Having hit her social interaction limit earlier, Hal had retreated to the inn room the two Rangers were sharing that night. Even if it had meant leaving him to face the masses i.e. his fanbase, on his own. But it wasn't long before familiar footsteps were heard and dark grey eyes glanced up from the map she was studying. "Managed to escape then, Aragorn?"

  Contrary to when they were in public, there was now some teasing warmth in her normally neutral tone. Not a surprise as the quiet Dúnedan only let people she trusted see through her mask and she definitely trusted her Chieftain. Hal shifted over, giving him room to sit down on the bed.

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@thegreatstrongbow:: beleg | reply to this ::

   It was always fun to train with one of the elves but more so, Beleg or Glorfindel. They never counted steps, preferring more to use their speed and the land around them. Which worked for most people but when it came to Beleg; not today at least. The soft spoken Esteldin Commander let the corner of their lips lift up into a slight smile when they were pinned.

  ”Victory is definitely yours.”

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[ nightmare ]   -   for my muse to meet your muse in their nightmares. (Arathorn)

  Meeting his soulmate was something that Arathorn had always wanted to do. Yet at the same time, he didn’t. Not if it meant meeting them in his nightmares.

  “I’m not someone you’d want as your soulmate..” He didn’t turn to look, easily recognising the unwavering presence of the old elf. His gaze focused on, what looked like, the frozen Brandywine River and wolves.

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@menelvagor :: halbarad | reply to this ::

   Aragorn looked up with a small smile, before he straightened up and returned the touch lightly. Despite the concerns that been the reason for his visit here, he never minded seeing his old friend. Hence the reason why Arathorn had sent him out to Esteldin, instead of coming himself.

  The warmth at seeing Halbarad quickly faded back to grimness at his question and he sighed, glancing down at the letter. “It is. But I would prefer not to discuss it out here, especially as it involves some of our kin.”

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Aragorn shouldn't be stood here worrying about her, not when he had far more greater things to be worried about. Like the current fight to defend Minas Tirith and Gondor, which was being fought on the Pelennor Fields behind them. Injuries and death tended to be an occupational hazard when taking part in a battle or war. She was merely collateral damage.

Yet Hal knew he didn't think of it like that; knew that he didn't think of her like that. It was just the way her mind worked while detached from her emotions. She leaned into his touch slightly, her instincts easing momentarily. "I will." Ignoring his words wasn't something that she liked doing, especially not when he used that tone.

But then the dark eyed Ranger stepped back, breaking the contact and features closed off more than usual. "You're needed back out there, Aragorn. Before they lose what's left of their hope." I'll see what I can do to help in the city."

@rangers-arecool asked: [ 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 ] : sender has gotten injured protecting the receiver. // Aragorn - Hal

He hated when Hal had done this. Though he understood why it was done, because she was protecting him it still didn't sit well with Aragorn that she would step in the line of fire when the attack was meant for him.

Checking the other over quickly, the concern upon his features turned to a softer expression for but a brief moment. Carefully, the brunette pulled her out of the battlefield making sure to hide her so that she could not be seen as he tended to the wound. With each, gentle touch his movement had been swift to remove whatever would be blocking him from the wound.

And once his eyes laid up on the red covering her, a grimace appeared upon his features as he took in the wound fully. It was deep but could be mended with time and rest - knowing how the other was, it remained to be seen if she would comply with such things. "I'm going to tend to your wound. Relax, rest - sleep if you need to."

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*leaves a mysterious Ring of Power for Hal*

  The Ranger didn’t need his senses to know that someone had been in his temporary room. He spotted the Ring of Power and was instantly wary, deciding to leave it on the side table for the moment.

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@thegreatstrongbow:: beleg | reply to this ::

  ”Ada.” The little boy returned solemnly. Well as solemn as he could get when there was a massive grin on his face. He stopped just inside the main entrance to Imlad Gelair and let go of Beleg’s hand, before pointing in the direction of the inner part.

  ”Papa’s that way. People keep tryin’ to peek in.”