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yourlocalabomination · 1 year ago
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Giving the people what they demanded
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threshasketch · 1 year ago
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A little winter Shazam and Billy Batson doodle.
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whaliiwatching · 2 months ago
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a moment of privacy in public
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inthehouseoffinwe · 5 months ago
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AU where even after death our favourite Finwëions are being stubborn as ever so a new solution is found. Finarfin just wanted to help his grandson in law.
Fëanor and Fingolfin are being stubborn as ever
It’s been three ages, their wounds are healed, they’ve made up and understood most of their deeds
But they cannot for the life of them get along, and everyone, from Mandos to their children and people, know that if they’re released in their current state, things will go right back to how they were
Even if their people are kept in line by their kids, it’s a very explosive situation
And in all honesty, Námo feels like they’ve put poor Finarfin through enough without this addition
He can’t keep them here forever. The halls aren’t meant to be a permanent residence unless it’s by choice, and they’ve started causing chaos in here too
…but speaking of the sons of Finwë
Finarfin himself isn’t doing particularly well right now. He feels great guilt for his inaction over the last two Ages, especially as Tyelpë and Ereinion turned up with their own tales
Then of course little Celebrian
(Doesn’t matter how much everyone tells him they’d genuinely be lost without him and his actions. The Noldor especially would’ve been outcast and alone. They needed a stable ruler, not another revolutionary. And the work he’s done is more impactful than either of his brothers ever managed)
Not to mention he’s still furious at his brothers despite what he’s convinced himself of
…and misses them greatly.
Truth be told, the Valar owe him a lot.
So they offer him a choice.
Ereinion’s skilled with managing all kinds of people and people don’t have a problem with the kid, so for a time he’ll be the High King
Finarfin is overjoyed at the chance to help his granddaughter’s family. Elrond is dear to many across all factions, and his children too.
…He’s less overjoyed at the news his brothers will be joining him if he agrees.
Nevertheless desire to be of use for once wins out and he accepts.
He gets a week or so to say his goodbyes and prepare for the journey. Asking around, particularly asking the third age elves who’ve recently arrived and Celebrian most of all, gets him the clothes and supplies he needs to somewhat blend in.
They’re still his colours (though he has none) and his symbol is carefully hidden under the cloak.
And he heads to the Hall’s Opening.
“For what it’s worth, Arafinwë, I’m sorry for the additional baggage. We’ve asked much of you, but hopefully this at least will benefit us all.”
Námo is kind when he stands and opens the gates.
“I know you’ve missed them too.”
The soft whisper dissipates into the wind with the Vala and now two figures are walking out. Tall. Broad shouldered. Eyes shining with light.
Clad in their usual blue and red, weapons strapped to their backs and hips.
Fëanaro and Nolofinwë have returned at last.
Before he can say anything there’s a whirl of light and the three elves are swept away.
Aragorn did not sign up for this
A bright flash of light all but blinds him, leaving three figures in its wake.
Three very tall. Very Elven. Figures.
And if that’s not enough, they look strangely familiar. Like he should know them from somewhere.
“That damn Vala! He couldn’t have warned us!”
And now they’re speaking Quenya.
“He did. It’s not his fault you don’t listen to anyone but yourself,” the one clad in blue says viciously.
The third elf, the only one with blond hair, groaned and glared at the two others. Aragorn winced at the look, thankful he wasn’t under it, though neither of the others so much as flinched.
“You’ve been back how long?” He scoffed. “And here I thought I missed you.”
To his credit the one in blue showed some regret and bowed his head. Beside him, the red one huffed, but it was much less heated, and his hands clenched into the leaves around him.
“Forgive me, Arafinwë,” the blue one said.
Aragorn’s hand found his blade. It couldn’t be…
“Depends what you want forgiveness for, Nolo,” was the cold reply, tinged with hurt.
No way.
But it was there. The uncanny resemblance to the portraits he’d seen in his books as a young boy learning his history. This was no doubt Fingolfin, and beside him Finarfin. Which only left-
“My feud with Fëanaro has long tainted our relationship, little brother,” the blue elf- *Fingolfin* replied bitterly, glaring at the third elf. “I’d like to start again.”
“Well I’d like you two to shove your issues aside for once and try and get along!” Finarfin hissed back, and his older brother’s eyes widened. “How long will you keep fighting?! How long will you divide your people, your children! How long will you make them suffer for your egos?!”
Aragorn expected Fëanor to scowl, angrily proclaim his youngest half brother had no right to speak that way, but the elf only glared into the floor. Fingolfin stared into the trees and Finarfin turned away, eyes clouding with pain.
Only to stare right at Aragorn.
“Fëanaro, Nolo. Swords up.”
To their credit the elves immediately stood and followed Finarfin’s gaze to Aragorn. The Ranger carefully stepped into the light as the three sons of Finwë stared him down.
“It is not polite to lurk, stranger.” Fingolfin said in the common tongue and Aragorn vaguely wondered if he’d been taught it in the halls. He put his hands up, free of weapons, and lowered his hood.
“Forgive me, my lord Fingolfin. But I had to identify if you were friend of foe. You appeared in a strange manner wearing faces of old, and the enemy is skilled in his deceit.”
“You dare accuse us of being Sauron’s creations?” Fëanor’s eyes lit with a fell fire and Aragorn would have shuddered was he not accustomed to seeing much worse from his own father. Elrond could be… rather terrifying when he decided he’d had enough of his son’s’ shenanigans.
“He was being cautious,” Finarfin retorted. “Something you could learn from considering how your life ended.”
“I didn’t know what Balrogs were!”
“The great Fëanaro admitting to not knowing something, have the end of days come at last?”
“Some would say his presence here is an indicator of that,” Fingolfin muttered as Fëanor scowled at the blond. The scowl turned to him and he met it squarely. “I said what I said.”
The situation was fast unravelling and Aragorn had Nazgul on his tail. For all his training in Elrond’s house, nothing had prepared him for dealing with three Princes - Kings??? - of the Noldor at each others throats. Sending a prayer that this wouldn’t get him skewered, he whistled sharply and the three elves spun his way. He raised his hands in apology.
“Orcs and other fell beasts roam these lands, my lords. I’d advise a quieter argument?” He grimaced at the two stunned faces, wondering when it would turn to explosive anger that ended the line of Elros once and for all.
But Finarfin tilted his head, a small smile playing about his lips.
“It takes great courage to step between the arguments of the House of Finwë. What’s your name, stranger.”
The Ranger bowed his head.
“The trees have ears, my lord, I’d take you to an Elven safehaven before telling you that. But for now, you can call me Strider.”
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finniigan-fr · 5 months ago
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Revenge sketch of Amala for @loverboy-ish-fr
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zylphiacrowley · 2 months ago
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Happy Valentione's 2025!
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conjuring-ghouls · 1 year ago
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Hell Satan, welcome Year Zero
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wolfythewitch · 1 year ago
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Do you ever have that feeling where, despite your distance with your religion, there's still moments where sparks of what you were bought up with, return?
I'm from a religious family, but I'm not in touch with my own religion. Yet there's me calling in the name of the Lord before and after I eat. It's like this lingering piece that I never turn to look at but somehow slips into my ordinary life.
I don't really know you that much, or your religious status. But seeing your religious talks made me want to bring this up.
I don't even know if I make sense here- just- ignore this if you want to, I don't know.
Hmmm I think so. My whole thing with it is really complicated haha. I still go to church every Sunday, though I prefer doing volunteer work with the kids over listening to the sermon. I pray before I eat out of habit. I find myself quoting the bible more often than I open to read it (though this is changing because of all the times I look for references lol). There's a resentment that I get whenever it's brought up, especially around my family. I find myself immediately on guard the minute it becomes subject of conversation. Sometimes at night I'll pace around and just talk. I don't know if I'm talking to myself or to god or whoever but. I'll talk. I think I still believe in him. I definitely believe that there's something out there. I don't think the question is of belief as much as it is of care. Do I care enough to try?
I'll say this though. Whatever I'm doing right now has gotten me to think more about bible and religion than I have in the past few years. So. That's fun! Who knew trying to explore something your own way instead of the way forced onto you by your environment gives your room to feel everything out without any preexisting pressure?
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gammathalassic · 1 month ago
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I've Rediscovered MS Paint
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akkivee · 3 months ago
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BIG DAY FOR FANS OF SASARA AND KUUKOU AND TRADITIONAL CLOTHING
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fisheito · 1 month ago
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... peace on planet bottom, then there's whatever this is
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#i am wondering about the chocolate roses#was the first half of the crew working on those roses on valentines day#and now the second half of the crew is making them on white day?#no... that's not logical... maybe they were all working on them around the same time#but the images of their activities is only released to us on these specific holidays#did eiden pull a 'when i worked briefly as a cake decorator they taught me how to make these cool choco roses'?#and everyone in the clan got a Aha! moment and wanted to make their own roses. in some grand cake for eiden??#they are all doing edible arts and crafts. idk how they were separated by sex position but sometimes things work out that way. i guess.#[side eyes the strange dimensional portal that segregates them.] this portal can only induce pain (in me)#but maybe... the rose dante is holding away from blade is his PERFECTED sample?#and he's seen how blade has been steadily adding things to the roses. glitter. inedible things. strange divots and patterns#blade has the ABILITY to make perfect identical roses like a production line. but will he do it? no. not cute#every rose should have some personality. a little flair. a little lumpy petal here and there#and dante is all NO . you may perceive this lesser specimen (Rose B) as a distraction. but my true aim is preserve the integrity of Rose A#the bottoms were making their roses in the daytime. the tops are partying at night. what does this mean#will they all welcome eiden home at midnight (he was out on some bland social gathering with aster and huffy nobles?)???? WITH ROSE CAKE?#but quincy has meat. why he got meat? to keep morale high? because he's not a fan of sweets? because his creature friends preFER meat?#well. meat and cake. not a bad way to party the night away#but the... wine? champagne? pls dont tell me theyve been drinking. do not give the tops alcohol. BAD things will happen#so many stressed eiden dolls.... i wish him peace... maybe one day he can lie peacefully on a bed of roses and not be set on fire#he would have to risk it during a daytime bottoms outing. apparently (and even then the risk is still not nonexistent)#(mostly because edmond+food creates an uncharacteristic uptick in disasters. plus the puppy exuberance. plus rei . just rei)#(once again i feel sorry for oli. is he the only one with a metaphorical eiden doll fire extinguisher? we should do a plot twist.#make OLI the one to accidentally set eiden doll on fire. and garu extinguishes it. enrich their experiences with novelty and unlikely stats#this image was brought to my attention by a puppy hellbent on showing me yakumo's distressed expression#can't say i'm displeased with it
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onesidedradiostatic · 3 months ago
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never able to finish the stuff I want to within the timeframe I want to so here's a wip, happy (second day of) lunar new year!
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biologically-confused · 3 months ago
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such happiness!
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xskyll · 2 years ago
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Todoroki: Baggage? This is a topic I can talk about. My friends always stop me when I try to discuss baggage…but they aren’t here. So…
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bobbydagen24 · 1 year ago
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do you think Branch would still feel somewhat uncomfortable around his Bros in the future? Due to being so unfamiliar with being a part of a family? 😞😞😞😞
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even tho they seemed like they were willing to try at being a family again at the end of TBT but obviously 20 something years is a Hell of a long time and in Branch's case it was pretty much his whole life.
so do you think there'd still be a level of tension and uncomfortability?
like maybe we see the other Bros just playing happy families seemingly easily slotting back into their old dynamic while of course having fun sharing the newer parts of their lives with each other.
but maybe Branch would still feel somewhat uncomfortable about it even if he isn't exactly sure why or maybe he even straight up has a touch of imposter syndrome feeling like he doesn't belong in the family or any kind of family for that matter.
given he spent nearly his entire life as a loner so I can't imagine suddenly being expected to slot into a a big family would be all that easy kinda different from the other Bros where they all mostly grew up together.
and even after splitting apart went on to still have close people in their lives Bruce obviously had his wife and later children Clay had Viva and the rest of the Putt Putt Trolls.
and while Floyd doesn't have any cannon relationships I imagine he was a fairly sociable person who at least had close friends over the years.
only exception is JD given he also lived mostly alone for all those years with only Rhonda for company but he still Grew up with the Brothers and their Grandma up until he was likely a late teenager/young adult.
so I feel Branch would very likely be the one who'd have the Hardest time adjusting to just suddenly being a part of a large family again or any kind of family at all really.
what do you think? do you think there'd still be some awkwardness/uncomfortableness from Branch when it comes to his Family in the future?
I find this stuff interesting to think about lol I Really got my Fingers crossed we do get that Christmas Special in the future and they explore something like this since it'd be a pretty good chance to do so if it does take place around Bro zone's first Christmas back together as a family.
Branch straight up lived by himself as an orphan for most of his life so having him just be all okay and easily adjusting to having 4 Brothers back in his life would be disappointing tbh.
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icewindandboringhorror · 1 year ago
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Some (late) holiday photos of the boye~!
#cats#holiday#OUGHH....... barely could even get these edited and posted... my mysterious sickness flare up has been sooo bad the past few#days.. I didn't even go to the usual obligatory family christmas I was supposed to attend (!!! health issue/medical mention in tags below)#My stomach issues basically put me in a constant state of uncontrollable shivering/body shaking + nausea + sometimes rapid heart#rate. and when it happens at night that makes it like.. nearly impossible to sleep when you're violently shaking + you can feel your heart#so strong + you keep having to run to the bathroom every 5 minute to cough and gag#and throw up and so on and so forth. etc. So I went like 40 hours without any sleep almost for christmas eve and all of christmas day#last night I finally got maybe 2 hours of sleep in between the nausea and shaking and stuff. and then today I was able to get a few#hours of sleep in the afternoon. Today I tried taking an anxiety mediciation a doctor gave me in case it was anxiety related (it's apparent#ly used to relax people and works in the moment. rather than like Anxiety Mediciation that you have to take for weeks to see any effect#because I think this isn't actually acting on your brain chemistry it's judt like..a mild sedative or something.) but all that did was make#me dizzy and sweaty lol. I;m glad I slept a little but I'm just still frustrated that I don't feel normal. I started having these#'episodes' (with the stomach issues + shaking + heartrate + nausea etc.) like at the end of october. And usually it will happen for like a#few hours at a time. or i'll lose sleep one day and then be fine the next. but this has been like nearly 3 days of feeling weird. so is#getting kind of annoying... It's funny too because I was so so productive like.. literally the few days before. I was feeling much better#and I was working on my game and blah blah. But then.. random issue flare up out of nowhere of course.. yaayy.... happy holidays to meee lo#I did at least see two random ducks outside of my window in the yard area for christmas. and havent seen them since. So it's like.. hrmm..#pacing around my room nauseous and shakings and etc. but at least... hello.. two little ducks placed there just for me :3c#Now I get anxiety every night which I'm sure doesn't help/could exacerbate whatever underlying genuinely physical issues exist. But after#like 2 nights of 'I spend the night sleepless and incredibly uncomfortable just sitting in the dark sick' then bedtime is like.. dread...#I even was trying slapping myself in the face in desperation to see if somehow that could shock my body out of whatever the hell it was#doing lol.. up at 3am holding ice cubes in my hand and hitting myself in the head and crying from exhaustion and thowing up.. literally#ridiculous cartoon character feeling... AAANYWAY!!! At least I have baby boy pictures. and I have lots of doctors appointments so hopefully#whatever the issue is can be sorted out at some point. I don't know much about ibs but hopefully maybe something like that that I could pos#ibly take medication for and not something more seirous or anything. Maybe there's a food I'm secretly intolerant to or whatever.#And I did at least post a sims holday video actually timed for the holidays so that's something. I havent been productive really latrely#though obviously.. I can't even play games or small tasks when in that state since I'm just SO physically uncomfortable. Nausea and heart#stuff are THE hardest physical sensations to ignore.. BUT yeah... hoping I shall sleep at all tonight. hopeing to get like 3 productive#things done.. at some point... at least SOMETHING... lol..... *** *** ***
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