this here be my blog — you can call me Bat (or Moss) I use she/her pronouns !!
I do many a thing, but I mostly reblog art on here and yap about random things pertaining to lord of the rings/the silmarillion (and occasionally other fandoms). I also post updates for my fics, blurbs, and snippets as I write!
my main ao3 is here and my side ao3 is here (for…smut mostly, but also so i can write for different fandoms)
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feel free to message me i love to talk about lotr to anyone and everyone ☺️ asks always open!!
a/n: this came from my brain and you can have it before i go on a small vacation!🥰 also i am not dead, just busy. anyway, hope you enjoy, and remember that comments+reblogs+nice asks motivate the writer! ❤ no warnings, just fluff & fun.
disclaimer!! no AI has been, or will be, used in my writing.
⊹ ࣪˖ FRODO
best believe he’s been preparing for the day ever since your last birthday – everything needs to be as lovely as possible for his beloved
he’s not the greatest cook, but with the help of some trusted friends, there is amazing food and sweets all for you
definitely gets you the absolute most sentimental and sweet gift ever, which may or may not be your own personal poetry collection that has accumulated over months of thoughtful, loving writing on his side…
you get lavished in kisses and hugs more than usually; he also doesn’t let go of your hand the whole day, no matter if you’re in public or in the coziness of your home – the location is up to you, he will adapt to anything
⊹ ࣪˖ SAM
the sight that greets you first thing in the morning is a stunning bouquet of flowers right on your bedside table
you may wonder why you woke up alone, today of all days, but within moments, this sweet boy appears at your side with a hefty breakfast tray
and he shyly gives you a heartfelt written letter too
he certainly takes a day off from all his tasks – it’s all about you, after all!
basically he cooks up a feast – what an amazing gift – and you host a small get-together at your home; not too overwhelming, but still quite hobbit-like
constantly keeps checking in to make sure you are having a wonderful time
⊹ ࣪˖ MERRY
surprise party?? ABSOLUTELY – but there’s a catch – the party happens on the day after your birthday so that you don’t suspect a thing at any point
and also so that he can have you all to himself, selfishly, on your special day
there are some loose plans he suggests – places and activities you enjoy, but he’s always down for anything you want – and it’s a good idea to let you think that you’re in control of everything so you really don’t suspect a party…
you have to stop him from proclaiming praises of you in the street
the following day when you get beyond shocked by the party with all your dearest guests, your facial expression is worth all the scheming he went through
literally straight away he starts planning how to out-do himself next year
⊹ ࣪˖ PIPPIN
he loves a fun occasion and he’s basically more excited than you are, it’s really sweet – he loves that he gets to celebrate his favorite person
however, he will stress himself out with choosing a gift and actually might resort to just asking you what you would like most
but definitely surprises you with something of his own choosing on the side
however you choose to spend the day, he’s happy to oblige, but at some point you will certainly end up out and about, and have a drink or two
trust he will hold a cheesy speech in your honor (if not even a spontaneous song), and you are definitely pulled up to dance wildly and be the star of the evening
⊹ ࣪˖ARAGORN
the whole day is devoted only and exclusively to you, no matter all the obligations and circumstances, he is all yours on your special day
starting by being woken up by the most loving kisses and a whole bunch of them
he is not that big on gifts – however, if he knows it means a lot to you, he will deliver, trust me – but you are certainly receiving something either very useful, very thoughtful or both
loves to whisk you away somewhere and just give you all of his attention and affection, over time this becomes a nice tradition (you slightly suspect he does it for himself too, to some extent, but what is there to complain about?)
you best believe you shall get outpours of romantic words and poetry!! dreamy sigh
⊹ ࣪˖ LEGOLAS
loves to see you happy and to shed positive light on you, no matter the occasion – he’ll take it!
he is very interested in your people’s birthday customs and eager to adapt; most of all he enjoys the fact that he gets to give you a gift; or in his case, at least two or three, most finely crafted by his kin – only the best for you, naturally
if you wish to have a celebration with many guests, he is happy to oblige, but he is hoping you’d rather let him take you on an adventure of his own
so he can show you some of his most favorite places in nature, and the most beautiful ones, just for you
but no matter how much he appreciates the beauty of the surrounding nature, he will make sure you know that your grace and fairness surpass all of it, by far
waxing poetry at you for like, half the day at least
⊹ ࣪˖ BOROMIR
you receive a royal treatment to say the least, and whatever wish you may have is this man’s command
when it comes to choosing some gifts for you, he is surprisingly indecisive (partially self-doubt, partially unable to find something worthy of you), so you receive a whole bunch of things, which await you as soon as you wake up
he will see it done that all your favorite foods are prepared for the day, including a big cake if you like that
naturally, there is a big celebration, and you just know he toasts to you tens of times throughout the evening, his keen eyes never leaving your frame for a single moment
however, you end the day quietly, on a terrace under the stars with whispered compliments and breathtaking kisses
The agony was burning, I imagine. His skin aflame in the new dawn of life. He could pin down the sensation’s origin only that it was everywhere and in everything. His voice grew hoarse until I put my hand over his mouth and he was left silent, silent in this aching oblivion, eyes glued shut like a newborn calf, mouth open in a silent wail, waiting for the executioner to realize their mistake.
This did not come, he was soon to realize. My tender hand raked down the sides of his face, his skin wet with sweat and the substance of remaking. The scars I had created caught on my palm. His eyes could not unglue themselves to peer into my face, his recreator, his master–he who had put back together the hungry soul of Nelyafinwë; and watched as the eldest Son of Fëanor pulled himself from the stone work and flopped unceremoniously onto the gravel. Wailing like an infant.
I was disgusted, at first. Violence churned in my gut, and I felt, horrifically and powerfully, the consequences of my wrongdoings. But, in time he quieted and his teeth nipped at his lips until blood, crimson, flowed strong as a river. He opened his eyes to the darkness of this world, with only the forge’s flame to wet his vision; and the fleeting wildness, the cowardly actions, passed from him as he took me in.
Long had I envisioned what I would say, but in the end I only took his cold hand in mine. “You were dearly missed, Nelyafinwë.”
Strangely Constructed Souls — continue reading on AO3
Sauron reconstructs Maedhros after going too far in his tortures–the creature he crafts is a terrible beauty, much to his liking.
Told in a series of journal entries by Sauron’s hand.
written for @silmarillionepistolary day 3: journals <3
Elrond discovers first hand one of the common woes of nursing parents:
Nursing flu
Head over to A03 to read! Or start from the beginning to catch up on:
An introduction by Erestor
A Jewelery-related Traumatic Earlobe Injury
A traumatic penetrating injury to the right buttock
The fun continues for @silmarillionepistolary Silmarillion Epistolatory Week.
A shoutout to @i-am-a-lonely-visitor for their depiction of Elrond breast/chestfeeding in their fic A Moth and A Candle, which gave me the idea, and for the concept of Elrondgender which I love very much.
Annael & his little foster son Tuor, for @tolkiengenweek. Watercolor.
I wrote a short (gen) fic to go with this one:
Wavesong
When I was young, the waves sang to me. I raced among the breakers, the mists about my hair, and the lake at my feet. We lived far from the ocean then, but I ran unafraid through the shallows of our great lake. I heard words in the waves as I went. Your son, they said, your son. In their soft, watery voices, again and again.
Ps. The quote is a lyric from the song "Soap" by The Oh Hellos (one of my fav artists hehee)
This bagginshield art is a personal piece to commemorate my one year since watching the hobbit films and getting into bagginshield! Words aren't enough to describe how much they mean to me and what they make me feel. It brings me insurmountable joy yet it is also the source of my greatest misery (thank you dearly, fic writers). Getting into the fandom also allowed me to meet so many amazing friends, and it really has changed my life for the better. Thank you everyone for making this fandom so lovely!
