the valiant one

Fingon son of Fingolfin, also known as Fingon the Valiant. Once-High-King of the Noldor, Courageous Beyond Words, Loyal Beyond Fault, and Determined Beyond Weakness. Indie RP for Fingon from Tolkien's The Silmarillion. This blog is MULTI-SHIP/VERSE/FANDOM FRIENDLY. tracking: radiantvalor

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empathxia replied to your post:Hi, I’m kind of here. And here’s a mini-rant it...

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awwww ginana <333 /snuggles

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Do you know what I can't stand? When people drop roleplays because my character is pissed or upset with their character. Do you honestly expect all first interactions to go smoothly? I'm not mad at you, my character is, and suddenly----nothing. Because any interaction that doesn't lead to a broship or a ship isn't worth their time.

And this baffles me.

Sure, we roleplay to escape reality, but the best writings have those aspects of reality woven into them. And when you refuse to write with someone who has a character who doesn't like your's--you're robbing your own character and your writing of the chance to grow and develop. And you're robbing your partner of the same thing.

And then you get the whole reason my muse is so low for everything: I'm starved for attention. And that sounds so fucking needy and selfish, but it's true. I ask for starters and get no response. I reblog memes, and I get nothing in my box. Unless it is a meme asking you what you think of me or my writing. And then suddenly! My inbox is filled!

I'm told that people like my writing, and yet I'm left feeling alone and left out and inadequate. And on certain characters, it's a crippling feeling. I want to write, or I wouldn't be here! And I know, I know, I have a lot of blogs but that's because I cannot sit on one character for very long. I can't do it. I couldn't do it on a forum, and I can't do it here.

So, here's the deal:

If you're intimidated by me? Don't be. When you stop yourself from sending me something because of that, you're feeding my feeling of inadequacy. And isn't that the opposite? If you want to write with me, then write with me. It's that easy. Honestly. It is.

Because, if something doesn't give? I might not be here anymore--or anywhere. I can't handle this feeling for much longer. I just can't. And it could be this and a mixture of the anniversary tomorrow, but--that's the writing on the wall, lovelies.

I don't feel welcome anymore. And I don't know how to change that.

[ofdaggers]

”. . . Men were n o t.”

[asklorkhan-deactivated20150326]

I want to rp with you, but I don’t think you want to rp with me: a book by me

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whiteladyirisse:

      “I was more amused than he - I thought I looked rather cute in his overgrown robes.” Irissë never took much offence when it came to him. Her fondness was for his sons. “The robes I messed up were rather ugly. He should have thanked me.”

"You were adorable. Right up to the moment he demanded Atar come and whisk you away before he did so himself. And just because the rest of us desire color in our clothes does not mean you get to judge us for such choices."

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whiteladyirisse:

      “I tried to once.” She paused, leaning into her brother’s embrace. “He was not very amused. At all. I don’t think I quite did him justice when I tried.” She grinned sheepishly. “But then again, I did accidentally get his clothes dirty.”

"I do not think I have ever seen our dear uncle amused. Do not take it personally." Not with them, at least. "Do not fret. I am sure he survived such a horrendous occasion."

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whiteladyirisse:

      “‘Poor hunter’?” She scoffed. “Brother-mine, you of all should know of my skill.” Tugging on her sleeve, she brought him closer, throwing an arm around his neck. A grin was on her lips, leaning up to mess his hair up. “Your doubt of me hurts. I rather think of myself as threatening as you or Father.”

"Which is exactly why it is a tease," he replied with a laugh. Findekano easily slipped an arm around her waist, tugging her into a half embrace. "Oh? I thought if you were to be truly threatening, you would wish to emulate Feanaro instead. His gaze can turn the thickest of ice into a running river."

[melkorwashere]

”Then hate overcame Fëanor’s fear, and he cursed Melkor and bade him be gone, saying: ‘Get thee gone from my gate, thou jail-crow of Mandos!’ And he shut the doors of his house in the face of the mightiest of all the dwellers in Eä.”

sorry not sorry

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                    ◤ нσмє ▪  αѕк ▪ αвσυт ▪ яυƖєѕ ▪ νєяѕєѕ ◢

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does anyone want a starter...?

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whiteladyirisse:

        “Because I can fight and still look pretty. Annnnnnnnd, do you know how many weapons I can hide on my person, Findekano?” With her long sleeve, she slapped his chest.

"Enough to hunt an herd of deer, Irisse? Now, how many of those weapons do you actually need?" It was a quick motion, but he grabbed her sleeve and gave it a gentle tug. "Are you such a poor hunter? Or do you just desire to be the most threatening Noldo in existence?"

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whiteladyirisse:

               ”You are just jealous that I move in such fabric and you can’t.”

                  "And what makes you think I wish to move in such fabric,                    dearest sister? I have no time to devote to the art of such things."

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whiteladyirisse:

       { Fin-butt, come love yo sister }

                "You are going to trip."

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hey guys i'm kinda here. i had a long day in huntsville with my mom and i'm kind of tired. and i'm feeling a little... mmm. okay really insecure about my writing of fingon so i might pop over to boo? (not that anyone wants to do anything on her anyway idk why i keep making blogs if i get no interactions) but anyway gonna put psych s8 on my drive and watch that. but. yay sleepy hollow tomorrow?

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gonowandspeedwell:

Funny, he had thought that she had been asleep. Blinking his eyes open, Bard squinted through the relative gloom to look at Morrison. He wondered what the time was, worrying that she was not getting enough sleep since they had sent her home from the hospital. 

"Mori that’s…" An odd thing to say. He bit down on the words before he could say them, realizing that such a reply would be wrong. Mori’s initial statement did fit in the context of everything that had happened in their relationship and all of this oddness was inspired by something else. A deeper stirring in his gut, something that evaded his understanding and remained frustratingly out of reach. He had thought that he had gotten used to these emotions, that Mori would always inspire a sense of deja vu, but since she had come back so too had these feelings. With a vengeance it seemed.

With a sigh Bard turned towards her, burying her face in her hair. “You better.” His voice is muffled as is the chuckle that escapes him as he tries to lighten the mood. “Because I will look for you and I’ll always find you again.”

Pain medication was the best thing invented. It kept her in a lovely state of half awakeness, although she honestly only needed it to sleep lately. Her shoulder still hurt, and there were other issues that she was keeping under wraps. There was no need for Bard to worry about her. Not more than he already did. However, she was in this weird sort of half-awake state that greeted her with images of things straight out of a medieval fantasy.

And she hadn't realized she said anything.

"Mmm..?" Forcing heavy eyes open, Morrison shifted a little to look over at him, forcing the images away. They were clearer than they were a year ago when she first started getting them. She still couldn't make out the figure in the fire, however.

But feeling him so close pushed those particular thoughts away and she smiled, shifting a little closer to him, and ignoring the stab of pain from her shoulder. "Good. At least I'll have that comfort if I ever get lost again."

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Lil tyelko and irisse

And then there’s Eol……….and Luthien…