RP blog for multiple muses of Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings
21+ | Sideblog | By Heather
Muses | Carrd
Other Blogs: Beleg | Finarfin | Sauron

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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RP blog for multiple muses of Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings
21+ | Sideblog | By Heather
Muses | Carrd
Other Blogs: Beleg | Finarfin | Sauron
for andróg: “Rumor has it the reason you despise women so, is that you rather fancy men.”
Rumour has it
Andróg snorted. As if!
"No." he rolled his eyes, "And if I did, I could get any man I wanted. But I don't. Cause I'm not interested."
He said nothing about the elf...
Whisper something in my muse's ear and see how they react!
NOTE: the setting is someplace public! It can be during an important meeting/moment, etc. Feel free to specify, or else receiver will choose when answering!
injury / injured prompts
if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the prompts are being sent for . you can add + reverse to swap roles .
👕 Blood seeps through receiver's shirt from a fresh stab wound.
🗡️ Press a bladed weapon into the receiver’s side.
🤕 Peel back the receiver’s bandage to reveal the infected wound underneath.
💉 Inject a painkiller into the receiver’s arm.
🏹 Yank an arrow out of the receiver’s shoulder with a swift pull.
🪢 Wrap a makeshift tourniquet around the receiver’s thigh.
🔥 Cauterize the receiver’s wound with a hot blade.
🩸 Smear the receiver’s blood across their cheek.
🦴 Snap the receiver’s dislocated shoulder back into place.
🪡 Carefully stitch the receiver's wound with steady hands.
🔫 Press the barrel of a gun against the receiver’s fresh bullet wound.
😴 Carry the unconscious receiver somewhere safe after a brutal fight.
🫳 Trace fingers along the receiver’s old scars.
💥 Slam the receiver into the ground hard enough to crack a rib.
🔪 Drag the tip of a knife slowly across the receiver’s forearm.
🩹 Apply pressure to the deep slash on the receiver’s abdomen.
🦵 Kick the receiver while they’re down.
🫦 Wipe blood from the receiver’s split lip with a rough thumb.
🔄 Twist the knife embedded in the receiver’s shoulder.
🧑⚕️ Lay the receiver on a operating table under harsh light.
Dig fingers into the receiver’s wound to retrieve a bullet fragment.
✂️ Clean and cut dried blood from the receiver’s matted hair.
👊 Punch the receiver to give them a black eye.
🧊 Hold ice against the receiver’s swollen face until it numbs.
🧼 Help the receiver shower / bathe after they get hurt.
Send “Rumor has it...” And a rumor about my muse
Beleg stared at Andróg unblinkingly. He snapped a twig into smaller and smaller pieces.
The Elf's stare always made his blood run cold. There was something so... unworldly about it that Andróg couldn't say he outright disliked, but it unsettled him.
Worse, though, was the twig. Why did he feel that was meant to be him?
"Elf. What are you doing?"
Dangerous sparkles begin descending around Andróg… it smells suspiciously like elf magic!!
He scowled, sniffing the air, and drew away from these strange speckles. No doubt they would blind a man if they got in his eyes.
“Lady Idril…” it wasn’t often Maeglin came to Idril with such genuine distress in his eyes, but this time something appeared different.
“I wished to speak to you. Your… handmaiden? Auriel. That one. Please tell her to- stop looking at my father with such… desire…? I know not what it is, but it sickens me. You know what sort of a man he is.”
"Lord Maeglin." His palpable distress and his worried words moved her heart, the princess taking his warning very seriously. If Maeglin thought it worth warning her, then it was surely a true concern.
"Your father? I cannot imagine anyone looking upon him... like that." She daintly wrinkled her nose. "I will speak to her."
Amroth: not beating the cute adorable little guy allegations
Idril: not beating the i knew you like women too allegations
Cirdan: not beating the dilf without a kid(?) allegations
None of them are innocent.
Amroth: 🥹🥹🥹🥹
Idril: "Was this ever in question?"
Círdan: He laughed. "Do I not have many who look to me as a father? That ought to count."
Eol: not beating the Just Like Your Mother allegations
Alas
"..."
He simply stared, silent and sad, at Curufin's face.
Oh. Oh dear. Oh no. Curufin was, by his standards, a master of ignoring sad, pathetic faces, but never before had he seen Eöl look so pitiful before.
It’s even making him… feel bad.
“I was only jesting,” he said quickly, cupping Eöl’s cheeks in his hands.
Without thinking, he leaned into Curufin's touch and closed his eyes to stem the flow of tears. He would not cry in front of Curufin; Valar, let him keep some shred of dignity.
"Oh."
Eol: not beating the Just Like Your Mother allegations
Alas
"..."
He simply stared, silent and sad, at Curufin's face.
What Allegations Is My Muse Not Beating?
Aredhel (badass and White Lady of the Noldor) protecting her baby.
Smash or Pass - Melian for.... Uinen, Morwen, Bëor!
SMASH OR PASS
"Such interesting choices." Melian laughed, "Smash Uinen, and Morwen. Bëor? Hm... I would be curious, it must be said, but pass, I think."
Eye colour chart.
eol plz
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quick eöl drawing bc he’s been orbiting my brain