sweetearthandnorthernsky

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

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it’s dangerous to go alone little guy! take this *hands him a blanket and cookies*

#og post #asks answered

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Merry Brandybuck has no siblings listed on the family trees in the appendices, and no references are made to any in the text.

#as an only child: merry has THE biggest only child energy #reblog

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

reblog to give a strawberry to the person you reblogged this from

#reblog #🍓 !

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

so i'm listening to a dracula audiobook atm and right as i get to the bit about the demeter's crash it starts storming

#og post #spooky TM

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

writing morinel’s time travel au was only supposed to get her to STOP yelling about it, not be the thing i have the highest brain power at any given point

#og post #holding her by the scruff of her neck like a kitten #YOU #you did this!!!

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

morinel for blorbo blingus?

#og post #ask game reply tag #to be fair the kill count isn't kinslaying #but yeah it's. probably a lot. #also she's pretty solid at redstone but the Real Redstone Genius in the family is celebrimbor lbr

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

Nimloth (of Doriath)

#aUGH #she’s so cuteeeee #i’m love her #reblog

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

time to bake something! sure hope there won’t be dishes once i’m finished!

#reblog

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

There is a horn. It is nothing special, made from the tusk of some beast that Aredhel barely even recalls felling.

There had been many such beasts on The Ice after all.

The horn had found its way into her luggage and over so many restless nights watching over little Idril she had made it.

It does not compare to those that The Hunt had used in Aman, bound as it is with scant strips of leather and metalwork repurposed from a necklace that she could not wear on The Ice.

But it is hers. And it is precious, in a strange way.

She does not take it when she leaves her brother’s city. It remains, untouched, in her rooms.

It watches as she slowly fades from a poison bestowed by her husband.

The horn is given to her son, yet he has no use for it. A love of hunting and the great outdoors was not anything she passed on to her only child.

It is gifted to another, to a child borne of his cousin, a more precious gift than perhaps his cousin realises.

(One of the few pieces he has of his mother. A wish and a warning and an apology all at once.)

Somehow it survives the Fall. Somehow it ends up in Sirion.

It does not burn in the destruction. Nor is it taken by the Sons of Feanor as they take their hostages.

It lies, abandoned on the floor, until the King comes (too late) to the aid of the city.

There are too few survivors, but they can ill afford to leave any supplies behind. And besides, Gil-Galad can recall his cousin placing a strange solemn honour upon the hunting horn.

It sits, unused, until the Sons of Earendil are returned to their king, whereupon it, aged and yet bearing a presence is returned to them.

There is little argument over which of them gets that piece of their father when it is time for them to separate. The elder twin takes it, as he took their foster father’s sword. The younger is content with a silver harp and the book of their mother’s herblore.

Elros takes it with him. A symbol of his House, and honour for his heir to bear.

Down it goes, down down down the generations until there is little but a drop of Numenorian blood left in its bearer.

It crosses oceans and continents and Ages of the World, survives battles and sieges and the falls of Great Cities and Great Kings until all that is left is a Steward upon his throne sending a son to find answers for a dream.

Finally, on the shores of a river, overlooked by statues of the Kings of Old, the horn is blown for the last time.

It is blown to summon aid, to draw attention, to allow those it’s bearer would protect the chance to escape.

It takes three arrows to take down the horn’s bearer, and the Falls of Rauros to finally grant the horn rest.

The Horn of Aredhel Maeglin Earendil Elros Numenor Gondor is no more.

#reblog #h e y #screaming brb #other people’s fic #i need to go lay down

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

also while i don’t think that the lay of leithian is particularly sung a lot in eregion/ost-in-edhil (cause you know), i do find the mental image of sauron-as-annatar being forced to listen to the time he (a full maia) got his ass kicked by a girl and her magic dog and trying not to have an Outburst utterly hilarious.

#og post #hcs tag #maybe????? idk

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

rb this and tell me what ur accent is. this has no purpose except the fact i just realized i could have like... mutuals with cockney accents or newfoundland accents or something and thats just wild

#middle of the east coast ???? #i don't consider myself Super Southern enough to say that i have a southern accent however-- #reblog

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faramir i for blorbo blingus :D

a silly lil dude!!!!1

#ask game reply tag #i only say kill to thrive because he seems so goddamn excited about going to war #also he was money bags now he's a ghost so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #ty frien!

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

sick and tired of templates being made by shitty people/being unfun so heres my cringe character template i ran out of ideas for halfway through

#reblog #ask game lists #this one looks silly n i love silly #q

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

Back to the Future but Marty is Quincey Harker, Doc Brown is Seward or Van Helsing, and he's sent back in time to the moment the Demeter arrives in Whitby

#H ELL YEAH #reblog

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

what was happening in the quest of the ring on your birthday??

April to December dates in T.A. 3018

January to March dates in T.A. 3019

#reblog #company is traveling to hollin i suppose (my birthday isn’t on there alas) #sae however-

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

credit to @abyssal-gaze for original idea

#i am gently placing you in the meadow friend <3 #reblog

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

also i feel like the context for this is important: this is taking place right at the beginning of the hidden guard arc of vol 2 btw

writing morinel in sae’s pov and then in morinel’s own pov is So Funny because like. sae sees morinel diffusing a situation and she’s like ‘wow! she’s really wise—’

meanwhile. morinel is like ‘:) i am choosing :) to be diplomatic :) this is not my natural state :)’

#og post #hcs tag