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y’all i got locked out again and somehow i’m back again after a year
how is everyone

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i just got access to this blog after like, a year or so
still locked out of my discord
psst, hey, i’m still here; I started two new jobs and i just finished training for one, but start the (longer) training for the second soon. Hopefully I’ll have time to do replies between them o3o
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Grab a seat and wait for me to give a fuck
* a possum follows Tath *
-tath makes a face, feeling uncomfortable when he realizes it’s following him-......
....Uh..Shoo! -waves his hands at it-

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“Stop squirming.” (for tath)
Tatharayron nearly yelled out a “No!” in reply, but he took a moment to think— That would be a very stupid thing to do. Pissing the Maia off isn’t what he really wanted to do, that would be fruitless. Sure, he would prove to be less of a pushover…But how far would that get him? Being more annoying wasn’t the way to go, it wouldn’t be of any help. It is not like standing his ground had saved him thus far…
No, he wasn’t going to just roll over and give in, not yet at least. That is what they wanted. He was a man of Eru, not a slave of evil, and he would stand as one.
“I will not! Let me be free!” he shouted, though his voice cracked hoarsely.
Tatharayron whimpered, the warm lips on his cheek contrasting the cold chains that sent pain shooting through his arms. What was happening? He had been good, right? Well..better than he had been at first. He had quietly done what was expected of him, no more and no less. Why would he be getting punished?
Adjustments—? Tath blinked, before realizing what the Maia had in mind. More tears sprung to his eyes, panic overwhelming him in an instant.
“No—! please, please, I have been good! Please don’t do any more—“ The elf’s voice cracked again, and he tried to cower away without thinking, sounding his instant regret with a yelp when he moved his wrists. Hopefully, being over his head, they would soon start to go numb…but that was no longer his main concern.
Ah yes - The delicious stench of fear and dread. He purred the moment he could smell it, grinning his sharp fangs at him.
“It is quite amusing how you claim to have been good while also not answering my question” he hummed, picking the tongs up and looking them over, clearly toying with his prey.
“What do you mostly use your tongue for?”
Tatharayron swallowed thickly. The tears made their way down his cheeks, his eyes stayed focused on the ground. He was scared to look at Mairon, for whatever reason he did not know.
“I use it to...speak?” He murmured uncertainly. “I will speak less, if that is what I have done wrong!”
He rarely spoke unless spoken to first, how could this be what he was in trouble for?! The elf was clearly missing Mairon’s point.
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faerie tales (closed)
cont from x
“Mayhap it is- or, you’re far from home and out of your depth.” He didnt need magic to know that much; naivety hung around the boy like a thick fog. In light of that, Alaric had to give him credit for even being out on his own.
“You must have tales and creatures of your own, back home.” His playful tone had returned, making it clear he held no ill will towards Tath’s clear disbelief. “Are you doubtful of them as well?”
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“Very far out of my depth for sure...” He murmured, sipping his plain soda. Tath probably looked quite odd, and not just because he was drinking plain soda at a bar. He felt quite odd, felt like he didn’t know how to act if he weren’t surrounded by people he knew. Instead of being independent, he had always been one to quietly make place amongst a crowd. It was where he was comfortable...but a new year, new job, new home...it all felt like a call for change. Tatharayron started out slow with a road trip to Tennessee for a reason.
He knew the eviroment would be different from anything he had ever been in before, but when an opportunity to travel to Europe presented there was no way he would let himself pass it up. Before the trip he had taken time to read about where he would be visiting, which included reading about the folklore. Tath hadn’t prepared himself to be approached on the subject as if it were real.
“Ah...I suppose. I’m American.” He said as if it weren’t already obvious. “Though none of my family or friends were raised believing in American fairytales either. No tooth fairy, Santa; We believe what we know. I believe what I know, and I know that there is no way a fat bearded man delivers gifts to all the children in the world, but I know some enjoy the fantasy so much that they take part in it, to the point of saying they believe it. Faeries must be the Santa Clause of here, right? Secretly, you all know they aren’t real, but for the sake of imagination and joy...You play along.”
ur not wrong bud
who the fuck goes to get dinner at a golf club..

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“Stop squirming.” (for tath)
Tatharayron nearly yelled out a “No!” in reply, but he took a moment to think— That would be a very stupid thing to do. Pissing the Maia off isn’t what he really wanted to do, that would be fruitless. Sure, he would prove to be less of a pushover…But how far would that get him? Being more annoying wasn’t the way to go, it wouldn’t be of any help. It is not like standing his ground had saved him thus far…
No, he wasn’t going to just roll over and give in, not yet at least. That is what they wanted. He was a man of Eru, not a slave of evil, and he would stand as one.
“I will not! Let me be free!” he shouted, though his voice cracked hoarsely.
Tatharayron whimpered, the warm lips on his cheek contrasting the cold chains that sent pain shooting through his arms. What was happening? He had been good, right? Well..better than he had been at first. He had quietly done what was expected of him, no more and no less. Why would he be getting punished?
Adjustments—? Tath blinked, before realizing what the Maia had in mind. More tears sprung to his eyes, panic overwhelming him in an instant.
“No—! please, please, I have been good! Please don’t do any more—“ The elf’s voice cracked again, and he tried to cower away without thinking, sounding his instant regret with a yelp when he moved his wrists. Hopefully, being over his head, they would soon start to go numb...but that was no longer his main concern.
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“Stop squirming.” (for tath)
Tatharayron nearly yelled out a “No!” in reply, but he took a moment to think— That would be a very stupid thing to do. Pissing the Maia off isn’t what he really wanted to do, that would be fruitless. Sure, he would prove to be less of a pushover…But how far would that get him? Being more annoying wasn’t the way to go, it wouldn’t be of any help. It is not like standing his ground had saved him thus far…
No, he wasn’t going to just roll over and give in, not yet at least. That is what they wanted. He was a man of Eru, not a slave of evil, and he would stand as one.
“I will not! Let me be free!” he shouted, though his voice cracked hoarsely.
He simply sighed at that and leaned in closer to pin his wrists to The wall above his head with enough force to bruise them quite badly.
“There is no freedom for you, elfling - never again” he purred with a bright grin. “Eru will not save you - your fëa will not return to him. I will make sure that you won’t go to Mandos even when you die” he purred as he leaned in to lick his cheek.
And then, without warning, he pressed down and shattered his wrists.
A disgusting crack rang through his body, a stomach churning, unmistakable sound of bone shattering. Unable to stop himself, Tatharayron cried out loudly. The sound was dulled to his own ears, overpowered by the ache that ran down his arms. Blood emptied from Tatharayron’s face— this was by far not the worst pain he had been through, but he still had no superpowered pain tolerance.
Mairon got what he wanted. Tath immediately stilled as much as possible, as every move only amplified the pain in his arms. Oh, no...How would he cook and clean for Melkor now? As disappointing as this would be, Melkor would surely find use for him. Perhaps cooking would be out of the question, but who said you needed hands to clean? He still had his feet, his mouth...Melkor would have him make use of those.
Tears fell from the corners of the elf’s closed eyes, and he whimpered quietly. In his head, he was praying; praying for strength to get through this, and praying to be saved, but until then...praying for the willpower to not give into their darkness.
tath: healthy? never heard of her sorry