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"Unbind Me" (you pick who frees whom from what XD)

Leave a “Unbind Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]

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He was just a dog, just a flea-ridden beast, but he was another maia too — Huan, that one of Oromë’s — and under the command of that elf witch he had ruined Sauron.

Blinded, insensate, enraged, terrified, he fled to Taur-nu-Fuin.

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((ahha. Thank you. Honestly, it was a word vomit.

It was a true word vomit, but a word vomit nonetheless. I'm glad it came out less jumbled than it was in my head.

I just want people to realize how awesome they are. I see so many broken people on here and I want to help all of them, I want to patch up their injuries and kiss them better and help them see that they deserve help, that they are worth help and worth better than what they have and what they think they are.

And that's precisely why I'm going into the field that I'm studying, because I want to help people.

I only wish I could help everyone.))

Joly/Grantaire/Courfeyrac

They all decided Grantaire should go do the two year art studies around the world. They wrote each other, called each other, but it was never the same as when they were together. Once he had returned home things were different, Courf and Joly had grown closer obviously and it felt like he didn’t have a place anymore with them, Was this really the end?

So I’m still going through most of this blog, archiving the old rp stuff offline and deleting the posts themselves. If anybody who I used to rp with here (when this blog was still called ask-the-hypochondriac) wants any of those screenshots, you are more than welcome to contact me and I’ll send copies of them to you.

But yeah, if anybody’s been paying attention to the change in url, this is now gonna be my fic and sketch blog. So I’m going to be rebageling drabbles and fics from my other rp blogs here, dumping original stuff here, posting sketches, that kind of thing. Probably mostly going to be centered on LOTR and the Silmarillion since that’s mostly the fandom I’m in right now.

Langon/Sauron, holding hands even in their sleep \ o /

I will probably draw a shitton of these two don't test me this is my otp to end all otps

again, original design for Sauron is by reforgedmairon

Your body wants you alive even when you don’t want to be alive and it has a million defense mechanisms to fight bad things off and even if you have no one else you have your body whose main priority is keeping you alive and that is pretty intense be nice to yourself ok

Fictober Event,  The prompts for 2020

Here is the list for October this year. Write something short (or long) and tag it with #fictober20 in the first five tags. Let’s see your creativity!

“no, come back!”

“that’s the easy part”

“you did this?”

“that didn’t stop you before”

“unacceptable, try again”

“that was impressive”

“yes I did, what about it?”

“I’m not doing that again”

“will you look at this?”

“all I ever wanted”

“I told you so”

“watch me”

“I missed this”

“you better leave now”

“not interested, thank you”

“I never wanted anything else”

“give me a minute or an hour”

“you don’t see it?”

“I can’t do this anymore”

“did I ask?”

“this, this makes it all worth it”

“and neither should you”

“do we have to?”

“are you kidding me?”

“sometimes you can even see”

“how about you trust me for once?”

“give me that”

“do I have to do everything here?”

“back up!”

“just say it”

“I trust you”

This event is open to all fanfiction and original fiction.

Start October the First. You do not have to do the prompts in order. Tag your posts with #fictober20. Please state if your entry is original fiction or fanfiction and what fandom at the top. State common warnings and triggers at the top and tag accordingly. I reserve the right to not reblog fics that I find inappropriate. I will reblog things here on @fictober-event, follow this blog to see all the entries.

Go forth and write!

Photo by Vladas Kalnys on Unsplash

Hakuna Matata

"Look, all I'm saying is that you need to loosen up a little, Inspector," said Joly, tugging at the man's sleeve. "Stop worrying about criminals for one minute."

Javert gave him a tired glare.

"You need to relax, hein? All this stress is going to do is wear you out, so that you'll be too exhausted to actually catch them. And who knows, you might actually like the opera. Give you something to hum along to when you're on a stakeout. I know it helps me when I'm studying for exams."

"No."

"Please?" He tugged harder. "Come on. No worries. Your paperwork will still be there when you get back."

The grizzled wolf let out a long-suffering growl before trotting after the puppy, who, upon discovering he'd followed, circled back to yip happily and leap up and paw at his ears.

"You'll have fun, I promise!"

the atla gaang in the animorphs universe (‘cause i can)

sokka - the leader, jake/marco mashup [battle morph: arctic wolf]

yue - the nothlit, tobias/cassie mashup [battle morph: barn owl]

toph - the tank, rachel/marco mashup [battle morph: bull moose]

aang - the pacifist, ax/cassie mashup [battle morph: olive baboon]

zuko - the andalite, ax/rachel mashup [missing the left eyestalk]

katara - the lieutenant, tom/rachel/cassie mashup [battle morph: jaguar]

jet - the traitor [battle morph: spotted hyena]

the yeerks

long feng - edriss/visser one (with kya as host)

ozai - esplin/visser three (with ursa as host)

zhao - temrash ; azula - visser seventeen (with katara as host)

ty lee - aftran (with aang as temporary host)

others

mai - estrid

suki - toby

lu ten - elfangor

notes --

maybe ursa returns from war a little sharper, a little crueler (to do recon on andal) ... and just when she (he, ozai) is finished and just about to depart, finds an excuse to publicly maim her son -- before he is even old enough to join the warriors’ academy -- and it’s a shellshocked iroh (grieving for a distant son) who collects the pieces ...

does this mean yue is lu ten’s daughter and therefore zuko’s niece? yes? yes. but i thought yue being trapped in owl shape as a nothlit was too good of an idea to pass up.

hakoda, having to stand in for both peter and mr. berenson, would react a little better at the “death” of his wife i think -- and sokka would likely react better to his dad dating bato than marco did with peter dating nora.

obviously sokka would stop at nothing to get katara free from the yeerks, so we can assume that at some point they kidnap katara and spirit her away to the woods with zuko and yue to starve the yeerk out (sorry azula), and then katara of course immediately volunteers (demands) to join the animorphs. so, please imagine the following two scenarios:

ozai, yelling: there’s another andalite bandit?! whatever hapless lackey du jour: it would seem so, visser :(

and

azula talking through katara, surrounded by the gaang in their battle morphs: so where is he? the real andalite scum? visser three told us all about him. oh come on. you know. [miming a single stalk eye] “i must defeat the yeerks to regain my honor.” it’s okay. you can laugh. it’s funny.

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: tell me a story

You: once upon a time, there was a little boy who was born in a prison

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You: he grew up an outcast, rejected by everyone around him

You: the people who raised him taught him about the law, and how it was very important to follow the law and never ever break it

You: so when he grew up, he decided that there were two kinds of people that other people didn't like: criminals, and policemen

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You: and he decided to be a policeman because he wanted to follow the law

You: one day a convict broke parole, and the policeman chased him across the country

Stranger: omg then what:o

You: the convict took a new name, and the policeman tried as hard as he could - he searched everywhere - but he could not find the convict

You: seventeen years later, a revolution was brewing

You: the policeman went undercover to see if he could spy on the revolutionaries, but he got caught

Stranger: :O

You: the leader of the revolutionaries was going to kill him, but then a man stepped up and offered to do it himself

You: it was the convict from seventeen years ago

Stranger: WHAT

You: the convict took him into an alley, and took out a knife

You: and he cut the policeman's bonds, and told him that he was free to go

You: the policeman couldn't believe it. a convict is a convict is a convict, a bad person, who can never change. but this convict had showed him kindness

Stranger: :OOO

You: the policeman went about his duty, and when the revolution had been successfully squashed, he ran into the convict again. the convict had an injured man with him

You: the policeman told him that he was going to take him to jail, but the convict pleaded a few hours' time, so he could get the injured man back to his family

You: and against every instinct, the policeman let him go

You: he could not believe what he had done. on the one hand, he had broken the law that he had sworn to uphold. on the other hand, he had helped a good man do a good deed.

Stranger: wooooah

You: he wanted to go back and arrest the convict. but again: on the one hand, if he did so, he would be upholding the law, and on the other hand, he would be arresting a good man.

You: his entire world had been turned upside down

You: he realized that if a convict could be a good person, then there had probably been hundreds of good people he had unknowingly put in jail. his whole life had been a lie.

Stranger: omg

You: so he did the only thing he could do

You: or at least, the only thing he thought possible

You: he committed suicide

Stranger: WHAT?

You: that's right. he wrote a letter to the prefect of police, pointing out various corruptions in the system, and he went to a bridge overlooking the most dangerous part of the river, and, placing his hat on the edge of the bridge, he jumped

Stranger: did you just randomly make this up?

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You: no, actually. it's victor hugo

Stranger: ...

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