Wanderer in Beleriand

Heroes that are soft-spoken and kind, that want nothing more than to take care of everyone.

Heroes that are sweet and good, that always leave folks smiling in their wake.

Heroes that see good in everyone, who want to be good to everyone.

People seemed to really dig the first one, so I did another one! There may be some repeats here and there, so I apologize but I tried to make it as unique as I could. Some of the original quotes have been modified, and this pulls more from the books than the show as opposed to the previous one (Part one)

“Forgiven, but not forgotten.”

“He reminded me of my duty, when all I could think about was my rights.”

“I like her pretty.”

“Wait for me and I’ll come back to you.”

“That requires stealing a page from my brother’s book. Not that he ever read one.”

“You always look at your feet before you lie.”

“I must be as strong as my lady mother.”

“I want to be comforted, I’m so tired of being strong.”

“You have courage. Not a battle courage, but a kind of courage.”

“If this is a dream, I will kill the man who tries to wake me.”

“Tonight I will look upon your face.”

“Don’t leave me alone in this world.”

“Love’s not always wise, but we follow our hearts wherever they take us.”

“If you keep all your treasures in one purse, you only make it easier for those who rob you.”

“You chose my honor over your own.”

“No one will ever marry me for love.”

“I did warn you not to trust me.”

“Love is sweet, but it cannot change someone’s nature.”

“Pretty boys/girls have ever been my weakness, particularly those who were dark and dangerous as well.”

“Never forget what you are, the rest of the world will not.”

“Now that was a threat. See the difference?”

“Old stories are like old friends. You have to visit them from time to time.”

“You would be my lady/man.”

“I can be your family.”

“There is no middle ground.”

“I wish I could have known him/her.”

“There is a sweet innocence about you.”

“Different roads lead to the same castle.”

“We look up at the same stars and see such different things.”

“Alone we are born and alone we die.”

“Noted.” Túrin was only half listening, but he knew better than to argue with Dayn on this point. It was not that he did not think their neighbours valiant - but they lacked skill, and proper training. At times they seemed more like liabilities than potential allies. He tried not to let that very private thought show, but he was sure it must slip through from time to time.

Finally, they drew up to the back door of their shared home. Túrin sighed with relief. “Here we are. In we go - I’ll sort supper.”

Dayn smiled wryly. He knew Túrin didn’t like taking anyone less wood-wise out into the forest. “My aunt and uncle, at least,” he amended; they were the village’s best and he had great faith in their skill.

He limped inside and sank down on his favourite seat with a groan. “All right, if you want to deal with supper, I’ll sit here and try to look decorative.”

Túrin noted that, privately. “Hm. Perhaps I shall pay our new neighbours a visit, if they are still keen on investing in the area.”

Túrin snorted. “Foolish, perhaps, but you came off the best in that encounter by a long way - I’d not regret that. I’ll see to the pony tomorrow, so you can make use of it on my return.”

He kept his idea of an excursion to Dany’s point of origin to himself; he knew this was not a topic, or discussion, that his partner enjoyed. But in truth, it had been gnawing at him for far longer than he had admitted, even to himself.

“Where did you find the orcs?”

“The thing I regret most is that I won’t be running for a while,” Dayn retorted, clinging to Túrin’s shoulder as his leg protested very pointedly. “But once we get back I’ll not object to sitting around in peace for a bit.”

■ - for a thought my muse keeps to themselves.

□ - for a dream my muse has never told anyone.

▢ - for a scenario my muse regret having done.

▲ - for a scenario my muse regret not doing.

△ - for a confession of where my muse see themselves in 10 years.

▼- for a confession regarding my muse’s love life.

▽ - for a confession regarding my muse’s sex life.

◆ - for a confession regarding my muse’s family.

◇ - for a confession regarding my muse’s past.

○ - for one of my muse’s biggest regrets.

◎ - for one of my muse’s worst nightmares.

Often it seems like an expectation that dialogue will be exchanged in every para response, but sometimes characters are nonverbal, or don’t have anything to say, or are in a situation that would make talking impractical. If the writer puts enough attention into describing their actions, though, there’s still plenty to respond to even without dialogue. 

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“So it is.” Túrin, who sensed that this was not an entirely comfortable topic of thought for his husband, dropped it. He had not been there the day Dayn had found the tiny baby girl, hidden in a tree. Abandoned? Or set aside to be safe from whatever threat had killed those she had been travelling with? Perhaps one day he would go back to the place, and see if he could find any answers there.

“Remind me to trade the pony in next week,” he said. “I think we need a bigger one.”

Dayn sighed. In truth, he often wondered the same thing Túrin did; where, and who, had their daughter come from? He had never hidden the truth from her, and she had accepted it with very little fuss. But he couldn’t help wondering what her birth parents had been like; whether her sunny temperament was inherited from them as her beauty was, or if it was what she had learned from him. Her scowl was certainly learned from Túrin, at least. The thought of her little face wearing that thunderous expression made him smile unconsciously.

Send me ☺ for a loving/affectionate text

{text}: It’s 3am, and I’m awake. You’re not yet, but you will be by the time I’ve gone to the train station and headed off to see Mum.

{text}: Good morning. I made pancakes. They’re in the fridge. I love you.

Send me  ♣ for a drunk text

[text]: Theress a man in a skipp yelling at mi and i cant stop lagughingg

Send me ♥ for a sexual/naughty text

[text]: We’ve both got next weekend off. I suggest we spend it getting each other off too.

Send me !! for a threatening text

[text]: Did you tell the neighbours it was okay to have their parcels sent to us? 

[text]: If I have to handle one more goddamn homeopathic textbook on why you shouldn’t vaccinate your gerbil because it’ll give it syphillis, I’m going to beat someone to death with it.

Send me ☼ for a morning text

[text]: The sunrise looks like a drunk scrambled egg sandwich. Come see.

Send me ?? for a strange/vague text

[text]: I have a horrible feeling it isn’t where I think it is.

Send me ► for a text not meant for you

[text]: I know, but the bloody things are so expensive. He wouldn’t thank me for beggaring myself for one, no matter how romantic it is.

Send me ↕ for a scared/worried text

“Mm. We’ll see. She has plenty of time to settle on what she is and isn’t.” Túrin gnawed on the inside of his cheek thoughtfully. “I do wonder, sometimes. Where she came from. Who she came from.”

“I am.” -squints, groans a little-