#oc arda

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Anonymous asked:

Arda come quickly you must help me defeat the Rat King! I’d do it myself but as a nutcracker come to life I don’t actually have articulated joints

"I'm afraid I cannot help you, Mr. Nutcracker, sir," Arda says with a frown. "I'm a pacifist. I cannot harm the rat king. Do you think he would be receptive to being convinced to be nice instead?"

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Alma noted the nervous exchange of glances between Arda and Jez as they looked concernedly between each other. He pressed his lips into a thin line as he waited for Jez to respond. Finally, he did, agreeing to speak in private with Alma. "Thank you," was all he said, quietly turning to follow Jez out into the alleyway.

Jez acted like he was in trouble for something, shrinking his shoulders in and refusing to make eye contact. Normally Alma filled that role, but this time his rambunctious friend was the one feeling small. It wasn't Alma's intention to make him feel that way. He did want Jez to take the discussion they were about to have seriously, but he didn't want him to be upset.

That's why it surprised him a bit when he asked if Alma was upset with him. "No," he answered honestly. "I'm not upset with you. I'm just... confused. You sang a song up there that I haven't ever heard before and... pardon me if I misinterpreted it but-" He paused, unsure if he was just being conceited or if he had indeed assumed correctly. "Was it about me?"

Jez grinned at Arda's answer, but it quickly faded when he felt Alma almost instantly recoil from him. His heart sank, stomach flipped, feeling himself clam up with a shiver that felt like it ran over his whole person. He felt absolutely nauseous. If it was at all possible, he'd lost what little color his pale skin had.

He had to be upset with him. Fuck. He shouldn't have played the damn song. The therapist was wrong. He was wrong. He knew it. He knew it was a stupid idea.

He gave Arda a quick, almost nervous.. maybe even scared glance before releasing her, shoving his hands into his pockets, shoulders slouched inward. As much as he wanted to crawl in a hole somewhere, he knew he couldn't. He chewed at his lip, giving a small nod and a very quiet, "Sure, mate...." His eyes plastered to the floor as he shuffled his way out the back door and into the alleyway. If Alma was going to be upset with him, he'd rather no one else witness it.

He leaned up against the wall, standing in a way that made him look much smaller than he was. "Yer upset wiff me.... aren't ya?" Jez asked, still refusing to look up at Alma, only barely managing to even look at the other's shoes.

[vinyatar]

curufin's mad dog

[conversacomsmaug]

My OC in Middle earth

Anoriel Russandol - She as Noldor and Fëanorian. Maglor's granddaughter

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Anonymous asked:

Boxers or briefs? Underwire bra or bralette?

Alma wears boxer briefs. Errol does too, that is, if he chooses to wear any underwear at all. Arda hates underwires and would choose not to wear a bra at all if she could get away with it, but Gayle says it's indecent, so she wears a bralette most of the time.

"Why is this anyone's business?" Alma asks.

"Why so shy? Don't like the mun airing your underwear for the whole world to see?" Errol teases.

Arda is too busy daydreaming about setting her bra on fire to respond.

[saephrond]

"—One could linger forever in such beauty. But, perhaps, it is the brevity of Autumn that lends to its charm.

[nervmaup]

I hate waiting for paint to dry. Propably that's why most of my paintings ends up as a pathetic mess but this one looks nice.

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Arda smiled as Sirena placed her webbed hand over the girl's heart. "Yes, which means if I ever were to break my promise, it would also break my heart, so I'll never break it," she said with a determined nod of her head.

As Sirena swished her beautiful tail, Arda admired the way her scales caught the moonlight and reflected it back. Like the siren was greeting the moon itself. But when she said it was complicated having a tail, Arda frowned. "Why is it complicated?" she asked curiously. "It's so pretty and you must be able to swim so much faster than a human. You've got so much space in the ocean. I can only imagine it being wonderful having a tail."

Sirena said that the whales would migrate while she was here, and Arda nodded her head at that. She didn't know if they did or not, but she assumed Sirena would know better than her. When she told Arda to meet her there every night the moon shined, right here where they were now, Arda clapped her hands a couple times. "Oh yes, I would love that. But why is it dangerous on nights without a moon?" She was curious about that last part.

"Yes, they do make me happy." Arda smiled as she answered the question about the seashells. "I would love some more. I will bring you something nice tomorrow night too. We can exchange gifts." She was sad to see Sirena leave, but she was excited to see her again when they would reunite the next night. "Okay, I will see you soon. Goodbye for now, Sirena." Arda quickly gave the siren a kiss on the cheek before she dove off into the water, then waved for a bit until she disappeared from view.

"I suppose I better gather my seashells and head back to the house..." she said softly to herself, sighing before doing just that. She already missed the new friend she had made. But it would be fun looking for a gift to bring her the next time they met.

The siren smiled at Arda's gesture "This is where the heart is..." she said placing her hand briefly on her chest "I'll take your word for it then." Arda comment on Sirena's tail made her swish it graciously "Oh my tail, sometimes it is complicated to have one ya know?".

Sirena looked ahead, trying to mentally messure the time "So, that means you'll be here when whales migrate." she finally said thoughtfully.

"Long long time for that." The sea maiden lamented clicking her tongue. "I guess, ya could visit me, every day, I'll wait for ya here, right here." With both hands she touched the boulder where she was sitting "Just when the moon is in this place in the sky." Now one hand pointed to the moon revealing her glittering skin.

"On nights when there is no moon, I can not come, it is dangerous, for me. But, I will do my best to see ya, sweet sweet Arda. "Sirena watched carefully as Arda showed her, her sea finds, "They are very pretty, do they make Arda happy? If they do I will bring more when I see ya again, I promise." She crossed her heart with an X just as Arda did before.

"I learn fast ya see?" The siren commented.

"But now, I must go, here, same place tomorrow, I will wait for Arda." Sirena finally said as she was getting ready to jump in the water again.

[vinyatar]

Lirien of Doriath for art chain game (oc belongs to @from-lothlorien-to-helms-deep / Lyrien on discord)

[distinguisheddwarffriend]

The Tolkien Fic Rec Project

Lovely people of this fandom:

Let us start a post collecting those long fics that will stay with you forever, that you'd get a physical copy of, that left you staring into the void.

One for those Top 3 fics you've read and that will forever hold your heart, so that others may find the same joy in them.

Rules:

Only 1 fic per reblog

Only fics over 50k words

Always include: Title, Author, Platform, Main ships, Warnings, Work Count, Completed or WIP, short & spoiler free description

Optional: reasons why you love this fic so much, specific part of the fandom, needed knowledge of canon

ONLY fics in the English language (so the most people can enjoy it)

ONLY fics from the TOLKIEN - fandom

I hope many people take part!

I'll of course start:

Title: To change the course of the future

Author: authoressjean

Platform: Ao3/ Archive of our own

Ships/Pairings: Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Kili/Legolas, Fili/OFC (,Aragorn/Arwen, Dwalin/Ori, Gimli& Legolas)

Warnings: No archive warnings apply

Word count: 180,353 (34 Chapters)

Status: Complete

Description: Before the Battle of Five Armies, Bilbo finds out that his Ring is The One Ring, and decides to destroy it. So he starts towards Mordor, alone.

I enjoyed this fic especially because you get to know the characters in a new way, it is incredibly funny & heartbreaking at the same time, and the pairings are really enjoyable and happen naturally.

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Alma still wasn't sure he bought it. There was too much information missing and the android's unwillingness, or inability to give that information was concerning. He reached out to grab the android's arm, trying to stop it.

However, as soon as his fingers wrapped firmly around the android's arm, he heard Arda's voice from behind him.

"Alma! I see you met my new android friend. He came in for repairs so I could practice my medical expertise on androids more. I'm afraid some of his damage was too extensive for me to heal, but I did what I could. He is just on his way out to return to his home," Arda smiled wide at Alma, hoping to fool her brother into not asking any more questions.

She hated lying. But technically nothing she'd said was entirely untrue. Maybe stretching the truth a bit, and omitting some other truths... but it wasn't outright lying... right?

Alma frowned at her, and for a moment she was worried he wouldn't buy it. But then he released the android, giving it a suspicious once over before frowning and looking back to Arda. "It's communications programming might be damaged, but it will have to go to a software engineer to get that fixed. All you can repair is hardware."

Arda felt relieved and smiled, nodding at Alma. "Yes, I recommended a software engineer for that and a few other problems. He'll have to go to them to finish with repairs. Like I said, I did what I could. Now he must be on his way. Goodbye, sir!" Arda waved at Saul, silently urging him to leave before Alma asked any more questions.

It seems he would have to play up his malfunctions. He nodded once again, repeating the same line. Repairs.

Perhaps if they thought he was stuck on a sort of loop, they would leave him be.

Following his same line of thinking, he headed once again towards where he had been heading, as if it was an automatic action.

[ardasito]

Emi rocking her new outfit!

[allagan-royalty]

"Ready to fight 'til there's one left standing"

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@24survivors-monsters-rp asked:

🐞 (ladybug) - What does a perfect day look like for your oc? What do they do? Who do they see? (For Errol, Henry, Alma, and Arda)?

Errol: spending the day writing a new song and playing his music, then going out for thai food with his significant other, coming home and making love to them, then spending the rest of the night cuddled up together and reading to them before falling asleep.

Henry: his perfect day would be spent slowly torturing the people who have wronged him to death... He, um, has a lot of pent up anger he needs to get out of his system before he's ready for a normal answer.

Alma: going to a zoo, aquarium, or museum with someone he cares about, spending the day trying new experiences and seeing new sights and learning new things with them, then going stargazing in the evening with them and having a deep philosophical discussion about the universe and their places in it.

Arda: doing some kind of charity work or service project during the day, then going out dancing in the evening and meeting someone that can sweep her off her feet and win her heart (which isn't difficult) so she can have a whirlwind romance that ends up being the love of her life and they elope and live happily ever after. She's a bit of a daydreamer.

[allaganroyalty]

Day VII - Gleaner

[mikealys-ael]

My friend/roommate laughed while reading the fanfic of @bamsara "Solar Lunacy" (a Sun/Moon x Reader fanfic, yup)

I asked her to read me what made her laugh

Since then she has read the fanfic to me, so I consider us to be a double Reader, whatever problems it turns out to be to imagine some scenes' change for it HA─ !

Which turns out to be funny, because she is swooning for Sun while I'm fighting my crush over Moon kezbfezk

Arda bust is drawn by my friend/roommate @do-you-dream-of-me-too while the rest is from me