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I post mainly about tolkien (trop, silm, lotr, the hobbit), but i am also into stranger things, star wars, and more. expect a mix of meta, fanfic, memes, and thirst posting. I am a huge multi-shipper. you name it, I’ll try it.
my writing: ao3
layout by @malkaleh 🩵🩵
- erulasse (formerly fandom-chameleon23)
[nori x poppy, pre-relationship, rated T]
for @lilyhandmaiden who requested a bath :)
Nori is tired to her very bones, tired in a way that surprises her after years of Harfoot migration. The desert had caught her unprepared and unawares. She thought she knew what she was getting herself into when she set off with her Stranger, but the hunger and the thirst that set in after days of wandering through the barren, dusty landscape was awful.
She’s worried for her Stranger, but she’s also grateful for the chance to rest. The Stoors’ homes are cool, carved into the cliffside to provide shelter from the sun. The rock retains the nighttime chill. And they have water, bless everything.
She glances over at Poppy, who is making eyes at that Nobody fellow. Nori winces. She goes to stand on weary legs, but Poppy stops her.
“Where’re ya goin’?” Poppy asks. “We’ve got to stick together.”
Nori rolls her eyes. “I need to wash,” she grumbles. “I’ve got sand in places sand’s got no business bein’.” It’s true. That whirlwind her Stranger kicked up blew dust and dirt into every crevice imaginable. Nori isnt sure what kind of bath she’ll be able to get in this place, but even a little rinse would do her a world of good.
“I’ll come with you!” Poppy exclaims, scrambling up to follow Nori. Nori tenses.
“I’m fine, Poppy, I’m just goin’ t’get cleaned up a bit. You stay here with your… friend.” Nori looks pointedly at Nobody. She’s not trying to be rude, exactly, but she can't bring herself to fully trust this stranger. Something uncomfortable twists inside her whenever she sees Poppy giggling at him.
Poppy frowns. “I need a wash too.”
“Ugh, fine. Let’s go.”
***
The wooden tub sloshes with warm water. Nori stands at the side, eyeing the size of the tub. It’s much smaller than the wide open streams she’s used to bathing in.
She backs away. “We’ll take turns,” Nori says decisively.
Poppy snorts. “Water’ll get cold,” she says, already slipping the straps of her dress off her shoulders.
Nori swallows thickly. “That’s fine,” she says in a rush. “It’ll feel nice when it’s a bit cooler! You go, I’ll just… wait outside.”
“Nori Brandyfoot, you’re actin’ mighty strange,” Poppy growls. She puts her hands on her hips. Her shoulders are bare, skin soft-looking.
“No, ‘m not,” Nori says. It’s a little desperate.
“Just get in the tub!”
“Don’t you think we’re a little old t’ be bathin’ together?” Nori tries.
“Give it a rest!” Poppy snaps. “We’ve been friends for how long? It’s not a big deal.”
Nori grimaces. Not a big deal for Poppy, maybe. For Nori, there’s no chance she gets through this without her face on fire and those kinds of dreams for months.
She looks down at the ground while Poppy slides her dress the rest of the way off. It hits the ground with a soft whoosh. Nori exhales shakily. She listens to the soft splashing as Poppy clambers into the tub and groans.
“Nori, it feels wonderful to soak your sore muscles in the heat. C’mon, get in! Even Harfoots weren’t meant for this much hikin’ and no rest!”
Nori glances up and immediately away. Poppy is sunk down, water up to her neck, but the sight still feels indecent.
Facing firmly away from the tub, Nori strips quickly and efficiently. Her heart flutters in her chest. She jumps quickly into the tub, sending water sloshing out and over the sides.
“Watch it!” Poppy exclaims.
Nori meets her eyes, laughing nervously. Poppy has the warmest, kindest hazel eyes and a soft face. Everything about her is cozy and welcoming. It makes Nori want to melt into the water and disappear.
The tub is far too small to be comfortable for two. Every time Nori feels the brush of Poppy’s foot against hers, or the way Poppy’s arm slides past her shoulder to grab the soap, she feels as though her chest may explode. She’s sure she’s never felt so tense in her life.
The water does its job of removing the concerningly large quantities of dirt and sand from her skin. Soap bubbles begin to crowd the surface and provide her with some measure of privacy and comfort. Poppy scrubs at her nails, seemingly unaware of Nori’s inward conflict.
Eventually, the dust is gone and the water cools. Nori lingers in the bath and breathes a sigh of relief when Poppy is dried and dressed.
This is fine. These… feelings… are fine. They’re going to be just fine.
My responses to the Rings of Power Reforged prompts for season 1 episodes 3 and 4 are up on AO3! (Yes, I am very behind, but I'm working on catching up.)
"Largo Brandyfoot had a sunshiney personality, everyone said."
"When Elendil’s wife died, he was lost—rudderless amidst the dark, bottomless sea that had taken her away from him."
"Adar remembered the first sunrise."
"Part of Míriel wished her father could have been aware of the Elf in his bedchamber."
"When Elrond had first mentioned, in an offhand way, that his father had been turned into a star, Durin had said, 'Pull the other one, Elf, it’s got bells on.'"
"For most of his life, Waldreg had no enemies in Tirharad."
[nori x poppy, pre-relationship, rated T]
for @lilyhandmaiden who requested a bath :)
Nori is tired to her very bones, tired in a way that surprises her after years of Harfoot migration. The desert had caught her unprepared and unawares. She thought she knew what she was getting herself into when she set off with her Stranger, but the hunger and the thirst that set in after days of wandering through the barren, dusty landscape was awful.
She’s worried for her Stranger, but she’s also grateful for the chance to rest. The Stoors’ homes are cool, carved into the cliffside to provide shelter from the sun. The rock retains the nighttime chill. And they have water, bless everything.
She glances over at Poppy, who is making eyes at that Nobody fellow. Nori winces. She goes to stand on weary legs, but Poppy stops her.
“Where’re ya goin’?” Poppy asks. “We’ve got to stick together.”
Nori rolls her eyes. “I need to wash,” she grumbles. “I’ve got sand in places sand’s got no business bein’.” It’s true. That whirlwind her Stranger kicked up blew dust and dirt into every crevice imaginable. Nori isnt sure what kind of bath she’ll be able to get in this place, but even a little rinse would do her a world of good.
“I’ll come with you!” Poppy exclaims, scrambling up to follow Nori. Nori tenses.
“I’m fine, Poppy, I’m just goin’ t’get cleaned up a bit. You stay here with your… friend.” Nori looks pointedly at Nobody. She’s not trying to be rude, exactly, but she can't bring herself to fully trust this stranger. Something uncomfortable twists inside her whenever she sees Poppy giggling at him.
Poppy frowns. “I need a wash too.”
“Ugh, fine. Let’s go.”
***
The wooden tub sloshes with warm water. Nori stands at the side, eyeing the size of the tub. It’s much smaller than the wide open streams she’s used to bathing in.
She backs away. “We’ll take turns,” Nori says decisively.
Poppy snorts. “Water’ll get cold,” she says, already slipping the straps of her dress off her shoulders.
Nori swallows thickly. “That’s fine,” she says in a rush. “It’ll feel nice when it’s a bit cooler! You go, I’ll just… wait outside.”
“Nori Brandyfoot, you’re actin’ mighty strange,” Poppy growls. She puts her hands on her hips. Her shoulders are bare, skin soft-looking.
“No, ‘m not,” Nori says. It’s a little desperate.
“Just get in the tub!”
“Don’t you think we’re a little old t’ be bathin’ together?” Nori tries.
“Give it a rest!” Poppy snaps. “We’ve been friends for how long? It’s not a big deal.”
Nori grimaces. Not a big deal for Poppy, maybe. For Nori, there’s no chance she gets through this without her face on fire and those kinds of dreams for months.
She looks down at the ground while Poppy slides her dress the rest of the way off. It hits the ground with a soft whoosh. Nori exhales shakily. She listens to the soft splashing as Poppy clambers into the tub and groans.
“Nori, it feels wonderful to soak your sore muscles in the heat. C’mon, get in! Even Harfoots weren’t meant for this much hikin’ and no rest!”
Nori glances up and immediately away. Poppy is sunk down, water up to her neck, but the sight still feels indecent.
Facing firmly away from the tub, Nori strips quickly and efficiently. Her heart flutters in her chest. She jumps quickly into the tub, sending water sloshing out and over the sides.
“Watch it!” Poppy exclaims.
Nori meets her eyes, laughing nervously. Poppy has the warmest, kindest hazel eyes and a soft face. Everything about her is cozy and welcoming. It makes Nori want to melt into the water and disappear.
The tub is far too small to be comfortable for two. Every time Nori feels the brush of Poppy’s foot against hers, or the way Poppy’s arm slides past her shoulder to grab the soap, she feels as though her chest may explode. She’s sure she’s never felt so tense in her life.
The water does its job of removing the concerningly large quantities of dirt and sand from her skin. Soap bubbles begin to crowd the surface and provide her with some measure of privacy and comfort. Poppy scrubs at her nails, seemingly unaware of Nori’s inward conflict.
Eventually, the dust is gone and the water cools. Nori lingers in the bath and breathes a sigh of relief when Poppy is dried and dressed.
This is fine. These… feelings… are fine. They’re going to be just fine.
I was tagged by @queenmeriadoc :)
what is the origin of your blog name?
it’s the sindarin for one of my names + the year i made the blog!
what’s your “i will always order this” food?
hmmm it really depends on the place but I’ll say chicken quesadilla (i swear I’m not a child)
what’s your overused emoji?
my current top is 🥹 lmao followed by 😅😊. i probably overuse the skull to react too
what’s your current comfort…
show?
Stranger Things 🥺
movie?
always the LOTR trilogy 🙂↕️
book?
also LOTR HAHA
song you’ve had on repeat this week?
the entire album The Crux by Djo
what’s the last thing you hyper fixated on?
certainly stranger things. still trying to break free.
oddly specific thing that brings you joy?
sitting outside in the shade in 70 degrees with a breeze
what smell instantly makes you happy?
like cookies/vanilla/baking
something you loved as a kid that you secretly love now?
when you put glue on your hand and then peel it off
what’s your phone wallpaper right now?
it’s like a snowy tree with pine cones
morning person, night owl, or something else?
mostly a night owl but I like mornings too
if you work, what is your profession? do you like it?
I am going to be very general and say I work for a nonprofit and yes I do like it!
tagging: @sarriane @harfootscribbles @malkaleh @mai-komagata @thephoenixandthecrocodile + anyone who wants to :)
everything third post i see is about how the duffers used chatgpt to write season five and im here to break it to you THAT’S A LIE
there is plenty to criticize about the writing this season without just blaming it on AI. and in fact chatgpt would have written it far worse. I’m sick of the internet and the way one person can make a claim and everyone immediately believes it and runs with it just because it fits the narrative (in this case that the duffers are evil and suck)
and a hearty FUCK AI too
People on Tumblr love sharing information about themselves no matter how asinine it is. And I'm the same way. Everybody tell me what the last thing you drank was.
me, adding a new tag to my block list: I’m so glad my beloved mutual has discovered a new source of joy
three hunters at rest
Hey folks! I just wanted to put feelers out about potentially running this event at some point this spring. If you think there's a chance you'd be interested in being involved, please fill out the form! Filling out this form is NOT signing up for the event, this is just a way for me to see how people feel about the idea. If you have any questions, shoot me a DM or an ask!
I was tagged by @queenmeriadoc to reveal my TBR list :)
1. (Currently reading) Wuthering Heights
2. The Thursday Murder Club
3. Jonathan Norrel and Mr. Strange
4. The Perks of Being a Wallflower
5. Sense and Sensibility
6. And Then There Were None
7. Anna Karenina
8. The Atlas Six
and probably more that I’m not remembering right now lol
fics focused primarily on hopper or his relationships with other characters. pairings, ratings, and warnings listed under each entry.
will be updated regularly. feel free to send me suggestions!
if you are an author and want to be tagged, or you want your fic to be removed from the list, please let me know!
added several new listings in the last few days :)
all tolkien related fanfiction is deeply chaotic just in very different ways. like.
the hobbit movies fic authors: due to personal reasons, i will be ignoring everything tolkien ever said about his universe. any elf can choose to be mortal, background regardless. the valar are completely benevolent and directly involved in the affairs of middle earth in the 3rd age. thorin and bilbo are together in the afterlife. try me, bitch.
silmarillion fic authors: this is pwp but i did 8 hours of research to make sure it is canon compliant. it is based on a throwaway line from something john tolkien scribbled on the back of a receipt in 1947. every character mentioned will be dead or eternally damned within a day of this taking place. they are also distantly related and hate each other.
