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I am SO sorry to people who loyally follow me over on all my blogs, esp when I make them 38429348234 times and they never seem to stick. One of my old OCs came back full swing and since i’ve written him for two + years, I’m giving him back his own blog, but I can’t handle four blogs, so I’m moving aragor/n back over onto my multi, which can be found @faesule . if you wanna follow my oc, he’s over at @urulxce and he’s got a tolkie/n verse which I plan on building upon.
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‘ something’s terribly sick in my head ’ ‘ these are my darkest thoughts , the bad things lurking in the closet ’ ‘ is this how i tear the monsters from my body ? ’ ‘ i want everything to stop ’ ‘ fuck your immaculate existence ’ ‘ today i want my heart to tremble ’ ‘ i want my teeth to shatter bone ’ ‘ today i want killing to mean living ’ ‘ nothing you do can hurt me but you better try ’ ‘ you can’t live without burning your comfort and safety as firewood ’ ‘ maybe the ghosts learned how to build stairs into the mountainside ’ ‘ believe me when i say there is no pride in this ’ ‘ i want to be one of those city sprites among termites ’ ‘ cleanse this body through tears and emesis ’ ‘ circumvention was futile , damnable ’ ‘ we’re all burning ’ ‘ we learn to laugh in the midst of the inferno ’ ‘ i realize now that i am the one out of place ’ ‘ i want to destroy all the parts that aren’t working ’ ‘ i never knew i had the capacity for cruelty ’ ‘ i condemn myself to failure without batting an eyelash ’ ‘ choosing to protect ourselves is not failure ’ ‘ nothing is working ’ ‘ at some point i stopped , i sank ’ ‘ breathing seems so difficult now ’ ‘ living was easy as breathing once upon a time ’ ‘ i don’t think it’s living , but it’s not hurting either ’ ‘ my body is a room made of glass walls and wooden floors ’ ‘ today , i ache for somewhere to hide ’ ‘ how do i turn the light on in my eyes ? ’ ‘ please , no one look at me today ’ ‘ i mused over all the times i had prayed to a god i do not believe in ’ ‘ the gods died laughing ’ ‘ you must learn fear ’ ‘ let’s not be enemies tonight ’ ‘ hold my hand while our greatest tragedies are lost and forgotten ’ ‘ you are only a murderer if someone cares ’ ‘ dreaming is so painful and i wish i would stop ’ ‘ i can still love you with my eyes closed ’ ‘ i’m not sure why you’re acting surprised ’ ‘ let me pretend that i’m made of magic ’ ‘ i am a creature of contradictions ’ ‘ remember your strength , unchanging and eternal ’
sorry for my absence! I plan on being here tomorrow night and definitely more during the rest of the week ! x
“If someone thinks they have the upper hand, break it.”
— L.J. Gibbs
offers him a flower !
O’ RADIANT SMILE ! HE COULD NOT PREVENT ITS PRESENCE FROM bursting forth from his face, a flickering thing that worked its way onto his lips and carried up, lighting up the GREY of his eyes. his head nodded in EXPRESSION of his gratitude ( for the flower was beautiful, as most things in nature were. he did not appreciate it enough ). ❛ you are TOO KIND ------------- may I? ❜ his question posed as he reached out to tuck the flower behind her ear. ❛ ---- for it belongs only on that whose beauty COMPARES. ❜
ignisviitae:
‘ many have been the mountains and streams and shores i have visited. ’ the fire shone on well-worn furs and cloak and painted her hair a glowing auburn in its light. ‘ long was my path lost, but i have found it again. ’
quiet contemplation riddled the ranger’s gaze, eyes flickering to greet hers before settling ‘pon starry night sky. ❛ and where does that path lead, milady? ❜ a quiet question spoken, elbows touching knees as he leaned forward to BECKON flame from its lingering rest. friend or foe? only time would TELL. his instincts told him she bore no such threat, and that alone stole the trepidation from his suspicions.
❛ you seemed DISTRESSED ------------------ is there something I can do to help? ❜ he had not been on earth for long, his knowledge of humans little to none, only that most of the time they seemed to respond well to COMPASSION.
me seeing old tolk/ien blogs still alive and kicking:
❛ ---------------- ❜ words lodged in the HOLLOW of his throat. to compare her beauty would deem him a fool, for there were no words on this green earth that existed that could describe such. ❛ A , Êl síla erin lû e-govaned vîn. ❜ / @evvenstar .
❛ you speak as if you have walked this earth a long time, milady. ❜ simple observation spoken in BOLD tones, the flickering fire shone in the cusp of his gaze, pipe pressed almost lazily to his lips as smoke UNFURLED from the bowl into the darkening sky. / @ignisviitae .
ARAGOR.N’S MCU VERSE ---- BLESSED BY ESTILIAN.
* * his verse probably works easier with gotg verse rather than ave/ngers verse, but i’m gonna attempt at making it easier to interact with either.
the estilian --- commonly or more widely known as the hestians, are a proud people, a people of valor and grace. the entirety of their planet is considered holy, a sacred place, a place of peace and paradise. their soldiers made up the inquisition, the holy order, those charged with keeping evil at bay. their rangers were the dunedain, a small group blessed by the inquisiton with long life and the charge of watching over the land and its people. aragorn did not know this life for a while, as his father was slain when he was a mere two years old by an ambush of an alien race that would later attempt to steal their land. aragorn was hidden away by the inquisition’s high order, for fear his identity would get him killed. hestia was deemed unsafe for aragorn when the unholy war began, when the hestians and the inquisition were forced to fight against dark things that began to pry themselves out from the ground and fall from the sky. and still yet he remained, hidden safely within the holy city of ???? ( i’ll name it later lol ). it was there he learned his rights as a dunedain, as a ranger. he learned to track, to fight, to wield a bow as well as a sword. he learned these things with ease, unknown to him that his birthright gave him dominion over the land to the south, that he was a king. only when he was a young man did he learn of his truth, but there was a darkness that was claiming the hearts and minds of men, an unholiness that corrupted even the strongest of hestians. aragorn feared that corruption, despite his unwavering faith in his people, but he would have remained. fates did not give him that opportunity, for the holy city was attacked by something evil and strong, and most of the hestians were wiped out. very few survived, fewer still those were dunedain, and only a handlful of the inquisition. they all took to a ship and fled to the stars, where they were safe, but without a place to call home. they became a floating city, a floating people, and they began to wander. they never lost hope, and there were rumors of a word that could banish the darkness from their home, a word, a person, and a sword, but the location of them is unknown, lost in the vacuum of time, so while there was hope, it was small.
in his av/engers / earth verse, his people hear that the person of prophecy might be located on a place called earth. aragorn is sent to reside there, to make a home for himself, a name for himself, and to discover the location of this person. it takes time, but his home is a log cabin in colorado. he’s got a horse named kingly and a dog named estel. he lives mostly off the land, sticks to himself, but he makes what little money he can through hunting and selling food he makes on his land. there are whispers of a man named strider that fights crime and unjust, but no one has actually seen him to confirm. especially since the person fighting with a sword or bow is usually hooded & cloaked.
he is probably oh, in his mid thirties when he’s sent to earth.
in his gotg verse --- he doesn’t go to earth / doesn’t stay there long. he and the other hestians form a group similar to the guardians, only they are the inquisition, and they value honor the justice more than anything ( so unlike the guardians, they don’t do whatever they want & steal ).
he has super strength, the ability to understand nature’s intent around him, the ability to communicate with animals ( in a sense ), long life, an is an exceptional fighter with a bow / sword.
kingly looks like brego in two towers, and estel is a german shepard.
he wouldn’t be opposed to teaming up to fight evil ( like if he met an ave/nger or whatever ) but his sole mission is to find the person of the prophecy. he does quickly fall in love with earth though, and it wouldn’t be unlike him to want to stay there if he were ever to save his planet and what was left of his people.
“I see,” laughed Strider. “I look foul and feel fair. Is that it? All that is gold does not glitter, not all those that wander are lost.”
'you want answers, they come with questions attached.' it is scrawled across a scrap of parchment, accompanied by a static expression.
FLICKERING GAZE BETRAYED NAUGHT ; A FAINT PURSE OF LIPS twitched at its edges as eyes sauntered across scroll of parchment, only to raise in questioning regard. there was a slight raise of his eyebrow before he nodded, a small gesture of his COMPLIANCE. ❛ very well. what question do you seek? ❜
i’m gonna throw my middle finger @ my anxieties and throw out a STARTER CALL. verses will vary, as will the length.
i’m gonna throw my middle finger @ my anxieties and throw out a STARTER CALL. verses will vary, as will the length.
i just remembered that my new son is 6′6 and my smol ass is sHOOK.
i’m gonna write it out tomorrow, but mar/vel verse aragorn is gonna wield a sword and have super strength / natural fighting skills & stamina + be blessed with long life. >:w
