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J.R.R. Tolkien quotes
“All that is gold does not glitter. Not all those who wander are lost.”
“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.”
“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
“There is some good in this world, and it’s worth fighting for.”
“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
“The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.”
“Deserves it! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends.”
“I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.”
“Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?”
“I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things.”
“Courage is found in unlikely places.”
“It’s the job that’s never started as takes longest to finish.”
“May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.”
“Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.”
“A man that flies from his fear may find that he has only taken a shortcut to meet it.”
“I warn you, if you bore me, I shall take my revenge.”
“In this hour, I do not believe that any darkness will endure.”
“It is not the strength of the body that counts, but the strength of the spirit.”
“The world is full enough of hurts and mischances without wars to multiply them.”
“If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. ”
“I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.”
“It is not despair, for despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.”
“You have nice manners for a thief and a liar.“
“It is useless to meet revenge with revenge; it will heal nothing.”
“Yes, I am here. And you are lucky to be here too after all the absurd things you’ve done since you left home.”
“Pay heed to the tales of old wives. It may well be that they alone keep in memory what it was once needful for the wise to know.”
“It is perilous to study too deeply the arts of the Enemy, for good or for ill.”
“I wished to be loved by another, but I desire no man’s pity.”
“The whole thing is quite hopeless, so it’s no good worrying about tomorrow. It probably won’t come.”
“Sorry! I don’t want any adventures, thank you. Not Today. Good morning! But please come to tea -any time you like! Why not tomorrow? Good bye!”
“How do you move on? You move on when your heart finally understands that there is no turning back.”
“A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night.”
“Don’t go where I can’t follow.”
“I may be a burglar…but I’m an honest one, I hope, more or less.”
“For victory is victory, however small, nor is its worth only from what follows from it.”
“I have passed through fire and deep water, since we parted. I have forgotten much that I thought I knew, and learned again much that I had forgotten.”
“Why must you speak your thoughts? Silence, if fair words stick in your throat, would serve all our ends better.”
“If you sit on the doorstep long enough, I daresay you will think of something”
“There’s some good in this world, and it’s worth fighting for.”
“On their deathbed men will speak true, they say.”
it’s a starter call, babey!
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@heartslight. ♡
it is unbecoming of a noble to yelp. his father has surely said that before, he thinks! but nevertheless, a yelp is what ferdinand squawks when he nearly walks his horse right over another student --- a student sitting tucked away in the tall ferns and bush of garreg mach’s garden grounds, just off the trail that he rides nearly every day. ferdinand tugs on the reigns and his horse saunters sideways at the last second, hooves smashing into the dirt rather than into a stranger’s foot. he’ll huff, white gloves clenched around the leather in his palms.
❝ ----pardon me! what in the world are you doing? ❞
@wildroar. ♡
the throne room is a gaping, intimidating thing --- a space so grand and virtuous that never fails to make ferdinand feel small. he’d spent much time in adrestia’s own throne room --- playing in it as a child, and later on, standing by his former lady’s arm. they both feel so different. worlds apart. this one, cold and unrelenting,
apart from the man that sits upon its throne.
❝ my king. ❞
his voice echoes, catching off the marble walls. ferdinand kneels upon approach, steel-clad knee meeting soft red velvet. the minister has been off in what was once adrestia for the last month and a half, trying his best to unite the lords who will now live under a different rule. he will remain kneeling, until dismissed --- ferdinand lifts his head to meet the eye of his king, warmth blooming in his chest at the sight of him. ( selfishly, he cannot help but count the seconds until their advisors will depart from the chamber. selfishly, he has missed his love. )
❝ ---i am glad to announce that i have much to discuss with you. ❞
a pair of dumb redheads in a modern au
it’s a starter call, babey!
SO HOW ARE WE FEELING IN THIS CHILIS TONIGHT
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(ferdie being cute)
' it seems you've turned me quite selfish. might as well make yourself comfortable ; i don't see myself letting you go for quite some time. '
♡
the morning sunlight is warm, and gentle —- a kind way to ease into the day, its bright glow peeking through the bedroom curtains and falling upon a messy bed, full of too-big pillows and plush blankets and tangled legs, weaved together beneath the sheets. ferdinand hums sweetly to himself as his partner places a doting kiss upon his cheek and again to the corner of his mouth, and he’ll tilt his head to catch sylvain’s lips with a laugh in a proper kiss, palm snaking up his chest to settle at the side of his face atop fluffy, messy red locks.
it’s a sight, truly. to rest his head upon a pillow and gaze into those beautiful hazel eyes —- to have the world in his palm, curled up in his chest. ( to love and be loved in return, and to be content with knowing that it’s enough. to be at peace. to have the other half of his soul. )
sylvain clings to him and teases, always teases, and ferdinand huffs out a laugh as he does exactly what’s asked of him —- to make himself comfortable. he does so by nudging sylvain on his back and lifting himself up in one fluid motion, straddling the dark knight’s hips with all the grace of a well-trained cavalier. and with the movement, the sheet he’d swaddled himself in falls down, exposing broad shoulders and sun-kissed tresses that are perfectly framed by the warm sunlight filtering in from the window behind him.
❝ ...oh? is that so? ❞ a wry smile, yet still sweet — ferdinand is nothing but genuine in every movement he makes, long orange hair falling over one shoulder as he traces the curve of sylvain’s sides with his palms. ❝ can you make that a promise? ❞ his thighs clamp down, acting as an anchor as he leans forward to take one of sylvain’s hands in his own, pressing a lingering kiss to every knuckle. ❝ can you promise me to be as selfish as you need? to take as much as you need. to let me give you what you need. ❞
the young minister will press his cheek into his lover’s palm and exhale, watching him with caring eyes. and when sylvain’s thumb presses quietly on his lips, ferdinand will give it a peck in return —- before he rolls his hips and watches as his partner’s eyes flutter, warmth pooling in his stomach as electricity builds around them. ( it’s a lazy morning, no chores or meetings on the docket for today. he can indulge in this. and even if his schedule wasn’t clear, he would still. )
ferdinand guides sylvain’s hand down once more, past his neck and over his collarbone, stopping above his heart. ( call him sentimental. ) the sweet gesture comes and goes quickly, though, with the other redhead soon grabbing for purchase at his chest as ferdinand rolls his hips once more with a greater purpose, and as he does, ferdinand feels sylvain snap his own up to meet him. the sigh he lets out is molten, dripping with honey.
❝ because, my love--- ❞ their careful dance builds, pressure rising in the room like a swirling thunderstorm. the morning light casts a halo around those cascading orange waves and ferdinand’s mouth curls up in a smile, full of love and light and, the best thing that they’ve forged together: honesty.
❝ ---i do not plan on letting you go, either. ❞
fight honourably / fight dirty / prefer close-quarters / prefer range / chat during / go silent / low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance / attack in bursts / attack steadily / go for the kill / aim to disarm / fight defensively / bait an opponent’s first strike / strike first / provoked easily / provoke their opponent / tease / get visibly frustrated / shout while attacking / use strategy / focus on their battle / experience conflicting thoughts during battle / rush in recklessly / try to read their opponent before fighting / fight wildly / fight calmly, apathetically / fight with anger / fight with excitement / fight because they have to / fight because they want to / fight without regard to wounds / run away when wounded / hide wounds / take a blow to protect another / prefer a blade / prefer a gun / prefer a bow / prefer a shield / prefer an ax / prefer a spear naginata / prefer a personalized weapon (scythes babey) / prefer magic or spells / prefer brawling / their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional / transform for battle / fight as they appear / rely on strength / rely on speed / use everything they have / hide their full potential / exhaust quickly / high stamina / doubt their strength / proceed with caution / behave arrogantly / brag after landing a hit / belittle their abilities / use psychological tactics / use brute strength / avoid civilians / strike down civilians / damage surroundings / avoid damaging surroundings / signature fighting style / making it up as they go / mastered skillset / learning their skillset / fancy footwork / sloppy footwork / messy fighter / elegant fighter / accept defeat / refuse defeat / beg for mercy / compliment their opponent / insult their opponent / use unnecessary movements / move efficiently / prefer to dodge / prefer to block / defend their blindside / has no blindside / use all available advantages / strictly use one main method / play around / hold back / fight ruthlessly / show mercy / wait for opponent to be ready / strike when opponent isn’t ready / fear death / fear pain / fear killing / has PTSD / avoid fighting / has lost a fight / has won a fight / has killed / refuses to kill / want to die standing / would succumb slowly .
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❛ were they? i don’t think i would’ve been able to guess that. ❜ not that he’s made it an everyday occurrence to go off assumptions / a habit that’s long been broken thanks to the very same man that sits beside him. eyes give the ever - shifting horizon a last glance before shifting to look at ( in his opinion, at least ) the more stunning view that was ferdinand. ❛ but in a way, it’s also not that big of a surprise. you look at home here, sitting by the sea. ❜ and ever the personification of recklessness, he cannot help the wicked smile that forms. ❛ should we sail away? leave the life of royals behind for a more simpler life on the horizon? ❜
he remembers learning, years ago; coming across old books and old family crests in the library and fawning over them, opening the ragged, worn things with such wondrous curiosity for the aegirs that came before him. ( he also remembers his father, slamming the book closed --- telling him there was nothing to admire in normalcy and complacence. that the power his forefathers fought for was the aegir legacy, and that ferdinand ought to uphold it. and he couldn’t help but think ----
what was so wrong with normalcy? what was so wrong with a boat and its sail, with the wind and the water, with the simplicity of life? nobles and commoners each have their roles to play, one no less important than the other.
alas. )
❝ oh, sylvain! what a romantic idea. could you promise that you would not get sea sick? ❞ it’s the curl of sylvain’s smile that has ferdinand laughing; the exaggeration, the performance of it. he’ll lean into him then with a smile to match, linking their arms and folding his palm in sylvain’s own. the sea crashes again, and ferdinand hums with it. in conversation, almost. ❝ i suppose i feel at home, as well... ❞ a raise of the redhead’s hand to his lips, a kiss pressed to the rough line of his knuckles. ❝ ---it must be that you are here with me. ❞
❛ YOU ARE BRIGHT, LIKE AUTUMN GOLD.
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❝ you know, ❞ ferdinand begins, his voice nearly swallowed up by the echo of the sea. waves crash down onto the rocks below, seawater climbing up onto the cliff’s salty stone with the splash of the impact. it rumbles in his ears, and as he sits atop the peak overlooking enbarr’s oldest bay, he smiles to himself. ( a connection lost --- forged, being remade. ) ❝ many, many generations ago, my family were fishermen. ❞
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