80 things learned from TolkienPretty, shiny things are hazardous to your health.80 things learned from Tolkien5 years ago in Humor More Like This
This is because the Law of Attraction is multiplied 100x once you look at them
Hobbits state the overly obvious
Chocolate is nonexistent in Middle-Earth.
Arwen stole Glorfindel's horse.
Beer and Tobacco seem to have a beneficial effect on hobbits
Never make fires in questionable caves
Kick a troll, and your foot will break
Elvish accents are low and whispery
Never sleep in a boat if your Dad is a Pyromaniac
Don't give twins the exact same name
Imitating voices can come in handy
Running at your brother with a sword and shouting at him in old-fashioned language will get you a big time-out
Really, really big dogs are very useful
Being good at riddles can save your life
Giant spiders freak out elves big-time
Elrond should have pushed Isildur into the crack of doom
Sauron once got pwned by a girl
If you insult any of Tùrin's female relatives, you will find yourself impaled on a rock at the bottom of a raging river.
Speaking of w
Hikaru Path ~ OneHikaru Path ~ One6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
It didn't matter which twin you chose right? As long as one went to help with Tamaki...right?
You knew the difference between the twins, you knew they were individuals as much as you and Haruhi were as well as twins. You could tell them apart with ease, and never failed at the 'which one is Hikaru game'. Maybe that's why the three of you were so close... But anyway, even though you knew they were different, that didn't impact on your choice. Why would it, it's not like you had a preference for one of them... right...?
Shaking your head to get rid of the thoughts that were clouding your mind and causing you to blush ever so slightly, you picked an arm to loosen. Gently you withdrew your arm that was linked with Kaoru's ever so slightly.
The boys eyes flicked towards you at the movement, understanding your choice. He nodded at you, taking his arm back completely. He turned to face Haruhi and jogged off to go help her.
"Well well, it's just you and me huh?" Hikar
Delusions -LevixReader- Chapter 4"What are you doing here?" you questioned.Delusions -LevixReader- Chapter 46 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The boys' eyes widened at your hostile tone; your voice had come out as a low growl due to your throat being dry from lack of water. The short, black haired man seemed unfazed by your hostility and continued to stare at you with cold eyes.
"We seek shelter," the black haired man replied in a monotone voice. His grey eyes continued to bore into yours as he slightly nodded his head in the direction where Jean sat. "We have an injured soldier who needs medical aid."
You ceased the staring contest with the short man after a moment of silence, by throwing your dagger into the ground by your bare feet. You let out a grunt and curtly nodded your head at the men.
"(First Name)," you said simply.
The black haired man remained silent for a moment, before replying in a bored tone, "Levi."
"I'm Eren Jaeger," the brunette said.
"Jean Kirschtein," the injured one said, smirking at you.
"A-Armin Arlert," the blonde one stuttered.
You walked towards your hous
BathingIn the quiet forests of Doriath, the sunlight was falling dappled through the leaves high above. The birds were singing, the branches were rustling, small animals were hopping happily through the undergrowth. A slight breeze whispered through the trees, and a small brook murmured nearby. All in all, perfect day in the forest.Bathing3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Galadriel, however, was unable to enjoy it.
"I feel disgusting," she complained, pulling sharply on her reins to steer her horse around a small bush. "Do you people never wash?"
Her Sindar guides looked offended, but were unsure how to respond. She was a high lady of the Noldor, after all. As usual when in need of guidance, they turned to their lord.
Celeborn sighed quietly and gave Galadriel a mild smile. "We will be in Menegroth very soon, my lady. Be assured that King Thingol's halls have very beautiful baths."
A frown marred the loveliness of Galadriel's face. "We will be in Menegroth in two days. I feel disgusting now." She huffed out a breath and pulled her
Attack on Titan: Erwin x reader x Levi Pt.1Attack on Titan: Erwin x reader x Levi Pt.18 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was a feeling of pity in sitting heavy in your stomach.. and your chest. You sat outside of the closed off door and leaned against the frame. The sight was burned into your memory. Erwin had been so covered in blood, no one could tell if it was from a wound of his own or from the comrades falling around him. It was disturbing when a shaky voice called out his name, and he didn't move, he didn't look like he was breathing. Your mind began to swim in hysteria again before you opened your eyes and took a breath. You were safe in the building, he was safe in the building.. He was alive. You honestly struggled to remember how Levi had found the both of you as quickly as he did, but.. Thank God for that little man. A sharp exhale pushed through your lips as you turned around and opened the door quietly, catching sight of Levi sitting on a stool next to a steel bathtub. Erwin still being unconscious, Levi took it upon himself to take care of the commander.
He wore his uniform, onl
Common Sindarin PhrasesCommon Sindarin Phrases3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Common Phrases in Sindarin
Sindarin is technically not a functional language, there are so many words missing. Simple words are just simply non-existant. But there is some help for the language, it's a beautiful, poetic, and its in Lord of the Rings for goodness sake.
If there are any phrases that you would like to see me translate, feel free to contact me and I will add them to the list.
So you may want to review this page many times after seeing it for the first time.
"thou" : formal
"you" : informal
-----a dash before the characters make it a suffix that is used for verbs and possessive
Formal: lín ; informal: -ch
Formal: -l (obscure) pl: -dh ; informal: -g ; pl: -ch
(the reason the l is obscure is because it can often be confused with a verb tense that is why it is best to avoid it)
__1: Aiya "Hail" [this one stems from Que
A Father's Love“Because I’m King, and as King, I can and shall do what I want, and what I want now is to take the day off and spend some quality time with my son, whom I have not seen for many a long years, and that is final!”A Father's Love4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Elvenking sat back in his throne, arms and legs crossed, his soft lower lip protruding ever so slightly forward in what could only be described as a pout. His son stood before him, accompanied by the King’s advisor, trying hard to remain serious and not laugh at his father’s rather childish expression. The advisor sighed, smiling ever so slightly, knowing that he could not change his stubborn King’s mind.
“As you wish, my Lord.”
Thranduil cleared his throat, his face returning to its usual regal calm and he nodded his dismissal to his advisor, who quickly left, leaving behind the father and son. Thranduil’s expression immediately softened as he stood, smiling down fondly at the golden-haired elf before him wh
Elvish Part TwoBear: OsroElvish Part Two9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Naught: Belaumú (can also be used for "none")
Elvish: Part FourCave: DënElvish: Part Four9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
O: Ai (as in o! woe is me)
Go: Shemor (as in your turn)
Bark: Mein (as in bark of a tree)
League: Jaenú (as in measurement of distance)
No one: Belero
Troublesome Chapter 6 - Levi x Reader x ErenThe next day, you felt full of energy. You couldn't explain it, you just felt more energised than usual.Troublesome Chapter 6 - Levi x Reader x Eren10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today was a day dedicated to training, every recruit was to train in hand-to-hand combat by order of Commander Erwin. The training was to be conducted with partners. You dressed yourself in your uniform, harnesses and all and headed out of your room. On your walk to the training ground, a voice called your name and you spun around to meet the familiar voice.
"Hey, ______! Wait up!"
"Oh, good morning Armin!" you greeted the small blonde haired boy.
"Good morning! Are you heading off to the training grounds now?" You nodded. "May I walk with you? Eren's run off of me this morning and I don't know where Mikasa is either. Eren seemed very eager to start training today," he explained to you.
"Sure. I could use some company," you told him while donning your warmest smile.
The two of you walked, conversing the whole way to the grounds. He told you stories about his favourite books and auth
CountingCountingCounting3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Gimli yelled as he slid under the Uruk-Hai Berserker. The creature raised his blade, but too late, and Gimli's axe caught it in the belly.
"Legolas! Two already!" Gimli called to his Elvin companion.
"I'm on seventeen!" Legolas called back, drawing back his bow.
"What? I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!" Gimli turned rapidly and sought out another foe to cleave. He was almost out of earshot when he heard Legolas yell "nineteen". Frustration gave strength to his swings, and another uruk fell to his axe.
The Uruk-Hai outside of the wall stood restlessly. Their group wasn't due to enter the battle for awhile, and the sounds of battle on top of the wall made them impatient. Only their discipline kept them from all storming the wall at once. Ladders were unreliable, and it was practically suicide to go up one.
And besides, there was a new sound rising over the din of the battlefield, one that made the uruks more and more reluctant to go up the ladders.
"Seventeen! Eighteen! Nin
A Strand of HairA Strand of Hair2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gimli enjoyed exploring. Gimli's father, Gloin, had raised him on tales of Thorin's expedition for the Arkenstone. Gimli wanted to follow his father's footsteps, maybe even surpassing them. His own journey was nothing like his childhood daydreams. It was wearing, terrifying, miserable, difficult, and often boring. He relished every second. That was why he accepted the elf's invitation to sail west to Valinor.
Gimli would travel farther than any other dwarf before or after him. He had not realized that he would be the only dwarf on the continent. It seemed silly, but he did not consider how alone he would feel. He missed his family, but it was the small things that drowned him in nostalgia. He missed drinking a pint of ale by the firelight; he missed seeing faces with real beards, not sissy elf-beards; he missed sitting in a chair where his feet touched the ground.
Gimli's friends did their best to make him feel at home, but it was not enough. Legolas was always good company, but he did
Hungarian Nocturne - Chapter 1WARNING: Contains contents which some may find offensive; if you do not believe love between two individuals of the same gender is acceptable then please turn away now. : )Hungarian Nocturne - Chapter 16 years ago in Historical More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own these historical figures.
NOTE: This story will be written in Script format with narration done by one of the characters. And PLEASE do not expect absolute historical accuracies in my story; I like to make things up here and there. Thank you, and happy reading.
(Rutkowski is entirely made up for the convenience of the story because I could not find out who it was that introduced Chopin to Liszt. If anyone knows, please leave a comment and let me know. Thanks!)
Delacroix Narration: Chopin arrived in Paris as a homesick young man looking for a place in the big city. With the help of a fellow Polish businessman, who frequented the artistic circles, managed to get an appointment with an already famous pianist.
(Scene shows Chopin walking and checking his pocke
The Travellers-ChopinXLisztThe Travellers (or: A Sad Sort of Melancholy Melody) A short story.The Travellers-ChopinXLiszt5 years ago in Historical More Like This
By V.K. Violette
WARNING: I dont own historical characters, and although I want to be, I am not George Sand. Everything in this story never happened. Also, this fic will contain love between individuals of the same gender. Just deal with it and move on.
A Sad Sort of Melancholy Melody
By: George Sand
Where should I start but here? I sit here alone, at Frederyks old piano which faces the window. I will not touch the keys and butcher their musicality with my non-ability to harmonize, or play music in general. Right now, there are tears running down my face, and words dying on my lips. However, these words shall live on paper. This short story is meant only for one pair of eyes: mine. But I should start with the background.
Chopin was my friend, and I did love him, more than I have ever loved a man- yet I had basically thrust him into the arms of another with my big mouth and my in
The Girl Who Was Born LostOnce upon a time,The Girl Who Was Born Lost2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A girl was born without a mother or a father,
Into a world which had stopped moving forward long ago.
She was found and raised by a nameless old man, who lived at the end of the world.
There stood castles and cities abandoned by mankind and forgotten by time.
The land itself was a relic of some distant past, covered in a shade of melancholic gray.
In that land, time flowed in a distorted way.
This in term, made the child grow up rather quickly.
Curious about her surroundings,
She left the house everyday, to explore and play in the ruins, which laid scattered along the wastes.
She had always known this distinct sense of solitude, never having seen another human being- Her only friends being the ravens, which were strangely drawn to her.
Flying in flocks, they always surrounded her wherever she went
Waiting for something to unfold.
The girl knew nothing about the old man or much less about herself.
She from time to time would ask him, but he would n
Incant and Deduct Part 3 SH HPIncantations and Deductions Chapter 3-In which the author discovers 'plot'Incant and Deduct Part 3 SH HP4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Whispering started early on the Thursday morning. Carl Powers, second year Hufflepuff, had never made it to his common room or dormitory the night before. At first Sherlock didn't think much of it; kids were always getting lost. Still, it was usually the first years who took wrong turns on the staircases or got led astray by some of the cheekier ghosts. A second year, missing all night was not unprecedented, but it still wasn't normal.
By first break the whispers had increased, become distorted and salacious as long hours passed and Carl had not returned with a bashful smile or delivered to the infirmary with some minor injury.
"Someone saw him going down to the lake, is what I heard. He's a swimmer, you know...."
"I heard he's been visiting the head of Hufflepuff loads and he went to see the headmaster the other day. Wonder what that's about?"
"His parents were splitting up..."
"There are an awful lot of corrid
Incant and Deduct Part 2 SH HPIncantations and Deductions Chapter 2 (BBC Sherlock/ Harry Potterverse)Incant and Deduct Part 2 SH HP4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Even though Sherlock was fairly assured of his new friendship with John Watson he didn't expect John to come and talk to him at breakfast in the Great Hall on Monday morning. John only ate breakfast at the same time as other students four days out of seven, as the Gryffindor Quidditch team practiced on Sundays, Tuesdays and Fridays before lessons. Usually John would eat his breakfast and then chat with his (many) friends in Gryffindor or read whatever the owl had brought him.
Today though John sits down on the bench next to Sherlock, still eating a round of toast with jam, a cheerful "Good morning" mumbled around the bread. Sherlock is so surprised he closes the book he's reading (Brewing Charmed Possets from Everyday Kitchen Ingredients by Delilah Smythe) without marking the page.
"Morning." Sherlock replies. He's is acutely aware that all the students around them, particularly those sitting by the spot
SoledadSe despertó.Soledad2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cenizas. Allá donde alcanzaba la vista, solo se veían cenizas. Cenizas de aquello que fue, de aquello que podía haber sido. Un páramo gris como su soledad, y oscuro como su alma. Un páramo de vergüenza, que le recordaba con cada paso que daba la oscura verdad.
Gritar no servía de nada. Nadie estaba allí. Nadie podía oír sus gritos. Nadie podía escuchar su llanto. Nadie podía comprender lo que sentía.
Caminó durante varias horas ¿O varios días? En aquel lugar no había tiempo. El tiempo no era necesario, pues no había en qué emplearlo.
Al fin, sus fuerzas se desvanecieron. Desfalleció sobre la capa de cenizas que ahora cubría la tierra. En ese momento de debilidad, surgió el pensamiento que él había pasado tanto tiempo evitando.
Él lo había hecho. Todo lo que veía a su alrededor. Las ruinas de lo que antes era su única realidad. Él lo había destruido. Aún así, estaba allí, como una cruel sátira de los dioses: destinado a ver lo que destruyó, antes de que le fuera arrebatada
Incantations and Deductions SHObviously it took years for them to ever get around to speaking to each other. Sherlock reasoned that it was natural: as well as being in different, some might even say rival, houses, there was also the social class divide and the fact that Sherlock always gave off the general air of someone who never wanted to talk to anyone, in his life, ever. As a general rule Sherlock felt that unless someone was directly benefitting him by being alive in his presence he would do his best to tolerate them, but if not they could bloody well bugger off and do their dull living /breathing /sleeping /eating /talking /having fun business somewhere else.Incantations and Deductions SH4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His mother said it was just his age, that teenage years were awkward, his anti social nature was a phase he was going through. Sherlock rather suspected that it wasn't so much his age as his life. And he wasn't awkward, he was perfectly poised. It was the rest of the world that was awkward and unpredictable and usually mundane but occasionally
Introductions"Hi, I'm-"Introductions3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I know who you are."
"You're the guy who thinks he's invisible."
"I have a name-"
"It isn't important. Because you really don't think it's important."
"All right. Since we've started out this way, let me just tell you, I know you too."
"You're the girl who is broken."
"I am not broken."
"You're the girl whose eyes close every night and open the next morning, only to find you have never slept at all."
"I sleep well. Besides-"
"You're the girl who dreams of a happy ending even though she has seen seventeen...no, eighteen unhappy ones in her eighteen years."
"Happy endings are over rated. And you're-"
"You're the girl who wants something bigger, something stronger, just so the weakness in her body becomes something so much more."
"You don't understand weakness the way-"
"You're the girl whose heart broke when she was so young, and she fixed it back together with superglue, but cannot ignore the cracks."
"Superglue makes for a good companion, especially when-"
Troublesome Chapter 7 - Levi x Reader x Eren"Damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!!" You cursed to yourself as you paced in your room. The echoes left by your heavy and hurried footsteps danced around in the small room you called home.Troublesome Chapter 7 - Levi x Reader x Eren9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
After the tension felt between you, Levi and Eren during training, it was becoming too much for you. You admitted to yourself that you had, unconditionally an irrevocably, fallen in love with the two men. Despite the original plan being to make Levi jealous had worked nonetheless, you felt as though you were making Eren jealous at the same time. His attitude towards you was too close for comfort sometimes, well maybe not that, more so realistic. Eren's actions towards you did not feel fake or forced. It was genuine and you were confused, lost and above all, you were frustrated.
"This is ridiculous. I can't love both of them. It's not right, is it?" You muttered to yourself.
Running your hands through you hair, you let your head fall into your hands, resting on your knees. You let a heavy si
Troublesome Chapter 8 - Levi x Reader x ErenThe familiar chatter of rowdy voices were extra loud today to which you were extremely thankful for. They somewhat helped to distract your cluttered mind. You were currently making a desperate sprint to the stables after a rough night of restless sleep, if one could call it that.Troublesome Chapter 8 - Levi x Reader x Eren7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You had been tossing and turning all night after what Levi and Eren had proclaimed to you earlier on that very same evening. Your lips stung with a feeling you had never felt before. Grazing slim fingers over your lips as you continued to make a run for it, you recalled the clear visions both Levi and Eren kissing you passionately and intimately. You had woken up with a start after struggling to fall asleep that night. This only caused you to oversleep and waking up close to midday. You had found a note slid under your door which read the following:
"Good morning, ______.
Meet me at the stables at 17:00 hours exactly.
Don't be late.
It had taken you a few precious minutes to comprehend the messa
A Princess With A SecretThere was once an old King who had two daughters, of whom the younger possessed the greater beauty and vivaciousness. She captured the admiration of those around her from an early age, and when she came of an age to be courted the older princess found that she was passed over in favour of her younger sister's charms. Many powerful men approached the King for the younger princess's hand in marriage, and in time he arranged for her to become betrothed to a young King from the east.A Princess With A Secret8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The young princess, however, had no wish to wed and she coined excuses to avoid departing on the traditional visit to her intended husband's lands until eventually she could not put off the visit any longer. The night before the visit she went to her sister's bedroom with a troubled countenance. "Sister," said she. "I do not want to go to the east. What if the King is horrible?"
"That is the purpose of your visit," the older princess