Convinced every single Eurydice they hire has the most powerful voice on earth
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Ecuador
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from India

seen from Singapore
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Japan
Convinced every single Eurydice they hire has the most powerful voice on earth
Pushkrimp working with the Gravewalker at Carnan’s behest
He would be drunk and/or high off pipe weed 24/7. Pushkrimp already was, but because Carnan charged him with fighting against his *brother*, (even if Pushkrimp found his actions abhorrent) Pushkrimp found it all the more difficult to stomach, along with the fact he had to work with the damn Gravewalker
Pushkrimp’s a functional alcoholic, so he pounds self brewed alcohol back all day and his performance doesn’t worse in the slightest, no matter how much scrutiny he is under
Talion and Celebrimbor are… confused? Unhappy as hell, but just- What?! Celebrimbor especially doesn’t think this is actually happening and is some kind of nightmare, but no, a nearly 9 foot tall Uruk was assigned to fight FOR Carnan beside of them (and to keep an eye on them, which is something neither of them is even willing to acknowledge because that means freaking Carnan trusts a bloody Uruk more than… literally anyone else)
Pushkrimp’s one of the hairiest Uruks either Talion or Celebrimbor’s ever seen (much to either of their disgusts), and he doesn’t smell that great either… But he’s far from the foulest (or filthiest) creature they’ve ever come across
Pushkrimp hates how Talion ‘tames’ beasts, to the point he threatens him and became physically violent when Talion did it the first and only time in front of him, grabbing him by the neck and throwing him off the beast, killing it with his spear and jumping onto Talion before he can get up and snarling at him in his feral dialect to “never taint the beasts of Carnan with his filthy undeath magics again”
Carnan speaks a variety of different languages, Quenya, Sindarin, Westron… Pushkrimp has learned more of these languages than he lets on, and can understand the languages spoken by others even if he struggles to speak it, himself
Typically answers in beastly noises- chuffs, snorts, growls and barks, much to Talion and Celebrimbor’s annoyances
Surprised (and flusters) the hell out of both Talion and Celebrimbor when he answers in Westron (especially when it’s a similar cadence as Carnan’s unique speech patterns)
After some time has passed and they both have risked their necks for the other a few times, Pushkrimp shares pipe weed with Talion, disproving Celebrimbor’a belief that there wasn’t any pipe weed in all of Mordor
Pushkrimp never brought any raiders he worked with anywhere close to Carnan’s forest. If ever asked ‘why’ by Talion (or at Celebrimbor’s insistence), Pushkrimp instead asks Talion in his unique way if “you brought the rapists and murders of the Black Gate (fellow ‘ranger’ convicts) around your ‘life-mate and offspring’?” Talion falls silent and they don’t speak for the rest of the night nor for the next few days before they pretend like it was never brought up
After a particularly rough fight with the Mystics, Pushkrimp offers his alcohol to Talion, who doesn’t wait to refuse the offer. Frustrated and annoyed, Pushkrimp shoves the bottle under Talion’s nose (with much difficulty), and Talion realizes it’s not grog, but rather something fruity, or berry-like, which makes it much more palatable to him and genuinely enjoyable
Celebrimbor would call Pushkrimp a “werewolf-like creature”, having nearly mistaken him for one as the Uruk moved at a distance with his awkward stance/gait and hairy, fur-draped body
thinking writing stuff.
tackling some subjects, specifically trans and race, is a difficult thing for me, despite being hispanic, and trying to understand trans identity.
not every person has the same experience, so whether i do a good job writing it could be subjective, no matter how much i try to study and understand people of all sorts. i mostly write fluff and stuff, and adventure and romance, and just people with complicated lives dealing with their complicated matters as best as they can.
but i dont want to subconsciously do something that would cause a major outrage. growing up the way i did, some slang is rather common, and some phrases as well. for example, im often called caramel skin by my sister, which i see as an endearing phrase and compliment, but its not exactly a good thing for others to have their skin compared to food and sweets for different reasons.
so i will keep that out of my stories, and just hope i can write about a person skin color and background well.
same goes for gender identity.
and other things i have not talked about yet, such as disabilities.
hm.
I think these are my favourite (but please don’t hold me to it).
Lemon (Keshi Yonezu) Cover by A.C.E
Things subsided, as to doe attempted to regain composure. Heat having subsided, only leaving sheer unadulterated rage towards the grey faced demons.
H̵̜̰̳͉̹͙͎͓̤͉̎̏͆̀̀͛̆͒͊͗͘Ȍ̸̠͓̺͚̫̝̘̊͆͒̋̐̒̚̕Ẅ̵̠̗̙̜̝͓̲̙̙̳̼̺̤́͋̾̉͗͊͒͊͗̓̀̌̆̅͝ͅ ̸̝̗͆͊̊̚ D̴̬̫͉͍̱̖̤͈̿͆͆͗̓̿̈́̏͊͂A̸̩̝̪͉̞͚͕͓̤͖̫̔̈́̀̓̔̓̀̕͜R̶̫̹̜̽̔͆Ȩ̸͔̟̱̞̠͙͍̻̺̻̭͖͛̕ ̵̺̙̟̲̩͎̜̠̫͐͊̔̐͛̿̏̍͆̌̏́̚͝͠ T̸͓͉͕̺̃̓̋̋̎͠ͅH̶̛̖̰͓̀̒́͛͌͗͊͊̈́̚͜͝͝͠Ȩ̵͉̻̳̩̩̰͎̔̈́̽̾Y̷̢̨̘̰̰̫͕͓̥̼̻͆͌͋́̒̊͐͑͂͗̔̆̎̀̕
They caused her to humiliate, to degrade herself like some needy slut. Her pride was in shambles... They will pay for this act against her.
For now however, with a snap of her fingers, Ali's torn clothing became pristine once more, her dishelved features had now become well kept and maintained and the marks left by those shameful escapades were hidden under strong glamours. All in all, she looked as if nothing was wrong or out of place; smile impossibly wide like always. However, if one were to look into her eyes, they would see the deep smoldering pit of fury hidden behind pleasant pretenses.
She was in a horrible mood really, and one wrong move or one wrong phrase and someone would loose a limb, or life...depending on how she's feeling.
Do approach with caution.
Johnny? My baby.
Sandman Presents: Love Street Vol 1 2: "Love Street"
My one hope for the future of Iron-Blooded Orphans in general: please let Almiria live a nice happy life and grow up to realize that shit was GROSS and HECKED UP