Identity’s hard enough for loved and safe people to figure out. It’s even harder to figure out when the people who are supposed to be taking care of you act more childish than their children.
Starring Shrouded Chaos as faerself.
Also Featuring: Dancer and Wolfgang as themselves.
Continue reading “Real Adulthood™️”
Wolf!Barry has gotten injured in a fight with a bear, so Rogue Pack travels to Lady Caitlin’s Whitewood for healing.
Written for the 2020 Arrowverse Quarantine Fic Exchange. I was matched with my good friend blueelvewithwings and elected to write for the prompt sick/injured.
This features the good ship coldflashwave: Barry Allen / Mick Rory / Leonard Snart.
Continue reading “Of Wolves and Elves”
“What do you mean my parentage is ‘in dispute’?!” Lord Glorfindel laughed.
“You’re the only named member of your house,” Umbarto said, wagging his tail like a dog. He was a skin-changer. Currently, he was a fox with bluish-black fur and green eyes.
“Our house,” he said. This was his boy now. He didn’t need Maglor or any of those kin-slayers. He just needed him: his father! If it was easier for him to be a fox than a person, he could be a fox.
Continue reading “Focus, Little Fox!”
“Child,” the lord of Lórien spoke with a voice that was as grimly firm as his face. “You need a home. That is all anybody needs to know. And you are correct, you are absurd for even worrying about being ‘adopted out of wedlock’.” He chuckled as he gathered the poor child into his arms. He was the clingiest kitten Lord Celeborn had ever seen, rather justifiably. He had less than an inch of black hair on him, and his eyes were emeralds that were shining with the first polish they’d been given in years.
Continue reading “Silver Papa Wolves”
Fair warning: minor mention of suicide and self-harm. Major warning for death and mental health.
Wolfram Tungsten: a village in a land that’s cold enough to have icebergs amble along the coastlines regularly. The nights are long, and the days are short. Its people see twilight more often than daylight. There are ribbons of light that dance in the sky: auroras. The greatest of these is called Bliza’s Serpent, in honor of the Redanian goddess of cold magic. The continent it’s on was called Bronzewood until Tonitus’s brats, the Elves, conquered it and renamed it Claude-Anne Allen. Bliza has cursed the Redanian Elves to this day.
“If you want my lands so badly, keep them!” she said. “But you will never see your ancestral home ever again!”
And Tonitus let her do it.
Continue reading “Wolfram Tungsten (Draft)”
Fair warning: there is a mention of rape in Shadow of Chaos’ segment. In the form of “Malog Bal’s a rapist, let’s kill him!” And thus, a rapist was killed. Also just a reminder to myself and the audience that the “I” in a story doesn’t always mean the author.
In Skyrim, anyone declared the Dovahkiin can learn how to slay dragons! Dovahkiin is Dovah for “dragon hunter born” or “dragon hunter child”. Dovah is the language of dragons. Their language is powerful too. You have to read a word and slay a dragon in order to use it. The Men and Mer (Elves) there call it Shouting.
Apologies, Ardan Dwarves, but the Skyrim Dwarves are extinct. The good news is, the Skyrim Dwarves are actually Elves! Their official name is Dwemer (Deep Elves). They’re called Dwarves because they were known for fighting Giants: simpler people whose Mammoths (furry Mûmakil / Oliphaunts) left others alone if others left them alone. Giants are known for batting Dovakiin into the sky. It’s awesome!
Continue reading “Shenanigans in Skyrim (Draft)”
Want a game you can theoretically play in the Halls of Mandos: a place where you have no possessions at all? All you need is your soul, your stories, and names with meaning. It takes these bitches a billion years to decide to send anybody back to Middle-Earth, never mind the ones they decide, “No! You’re staying in there!” You need something to do in there, and I need money. Money doesn’t buy happiness, but it allows people to actually pursue their passions, such as writing silly essays about Lord of the Rings, Pokémon, and other nerdy things.
Then head on over to Patreon! $5 to unlock this game. For the rest of you, beyond this point lies a discussion of death. And just to review, Námo / Mandos is the guy in charge of Ardan / Middle-Earth hell: The Halls of Mandos.
Continue reading “Sparking Attention”
The main team I’m going with for my Pokémon / Lord of the Rings crossover. I need to remember that this is a passion project that I’ll never get paid for. I need to stop thinking so hard. This is supposed to be funny!
Continue reading “Red Rebels”
Narrator: Welcome, everyone, to a brief history of the Woodland Realm―specifically, the pre-Thranduil era.
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Let’s get some more art in here! I’ve got quite a few Elves to show off. I don’t just write about Lord of the Rings, you know~.
Content note depictions of alcohol and scars.
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