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The Bone Witch- Chapter 14: Wormtongue

“Oh, they’ve got the witch, too! How quaint.” Is Grima’s attempt at taunting the group, while being undermined by his all-too-obvious fear.
An unnecessary hand gesture has him flying across the room and pinned to the wall. He tries to speak, but no sound comes out.
Gandalf finishes speaking to the king and nods at you.
“Theoden.” You say with a light curtsy.
“My lady,” He bows deep, “how good it is to have you here.”
“It is good to be here, despite the lack of a warm welcome.”
He bows again. “Apologies, my lady. That was… I wasn’t quite myself.”
“I know,” you say, “you are hardly at fault. However, your guards did not question your orders, and Grima here,” you nod in his direction, “should be punished severely.”
You allow him to fall to the ground, and you release him from his… Forced silence.
“I’m sure that won’t be necessary.” He says, bowing repeatedly.
“On the contrary, Wormtongue,” you say, spitting his title out in insult, “it is.”
Legolas grips your arm and whispers, “Y/N, he’s under Saruman’s control. If we let him go… Banish him, perhaps… We could follow him.”
“Directly to Saruman,” You finish, “although we already know he is in Isenguard.”
“Wouldn’t it be more fun if Saruman were warned of your presence?”
“I like the way you think!” You turn again to Theoden. “On second thoughts,” you say, “Grima should merely be banished.”
“Thank you, thank you!” Says Grima.
“Surely that is going too easy on him, my lady!” Says Theoden.
“First off- stop with the ‘my lady’ stuff. My name is Y/N. Secondly- I want him to report to Saruman. It’ll make our meeting far more interesting.” You grin swiftly and turn again to Grima.
“Out with you! Be grateful for the generousity I have shown you today, for you certainly will never receive such a thing from me again!”
Wormtongue, bowing repeatedly once more, backs swiftly out of the hall and, once out, turns and sprints out of Rohan, never to be seen there again.

Tagging: @themiddleearthworldoftolkien, @harrypotterlover11, and @fandom-hoe101.

“The dead and the dying. But we shall bar your gaze, if we can.”

So, ah, I finished binge reading Sansûkh earlier. Feels have been had.

Aulë, Yavanna & Trees - oh my
Manwë: what’s up yavann —
Yavanna: why does Aulë get living things. i want living things, make my trees alive.
Manwë: … yavanna, they’re just trees.
Manwë: omg. gimme a sec. *consults eru*
Manwë: ok. Eru says we can have some living trees.
Yavanna: WOO! My trees gonna BE ALIVE and HOUSE THE GR8 EAGLES —
Manwë: no.
Yavanna: But you said -
Manwë: your trees gonna be shepherds
Yavanna: oh.

Yavanna: suck it dork, my trees are gonna live.
Aulë: … ok but. dwarves still need wood. *blacksmithing*

LoTR: a short cut to mushrooms

Sorry this is a week late but school is crazy busy:

Pippin how can you cheerfully ask if you’ll see the riders again….
Oh the sentence after explains…. Still fool of a Took

Sam is so sweet and pure

LOL Pippin is too funny is this. “But I wanted to taste the beer” “well then we’re definitely going through the woods”

LOL what kind of drink did the elves give them???

Woah Farmer Maggot is vicious
But he’s nice now. I love how Hobbits don’t give two shits about gold


Well this was a short chapter, but nice character building and exploring. We get some backstory but also some foreshadowing. I’m a little sad that the ferry crossing is not like in the movies, but on the other hand it’s better for the book to be this way, slow and steady building of fear, and the movie to be it’s own, since it has to go faster.

I’ll try and write about the next chapter today.

Sam hurried to the house. By the large round door at the top of the steps from the wide yard stood Mrs. Cotton and Rosie, and Nibs in front of them grasping a hay-fork.

‘It’s me!’ shouted Sam as he trotted up. ‘Sam Gamgee! So don’t try prodding me, Nibs. Anyway, I’ve a mail-shirt on me.’ He jumped down from his pony and went up the steps. They stared at him in silence. ‘Good evening, Mrs. Cotton!’ he said. ‘Hullo, Rosie!’

‘Hullo, Sam!’ said Rosie. ‘Where’ve you been? They said you were dead; but I’ve been expecting you since the spring. You haven’t hurried, have you?’

‘Perhaps not,’ said Sam abashed. ‘But I’m hurrying now. We’re setting about the ruffians, and I’ve got to get back to Mr. Frodo. But I thought I’d have a look and see how Mrs. Cotton was keeping, and you, Rosie.’

‘We’re keeping nicely, thank you,’ said Mrs. Cotton. ‘Or should be, if it weren’t for these thieving ruffians.’

‘Well, be off with you!’ said Rosie. ‘If you’ve been looking after Mr. Frodo all this while, what d’you want to leave him for, as soon as things look dangerous?’

This was too much for Sam. It needed a week’s answer, or none. He turned away and mounted his pony. But as he started off, Rosie ran down the steps.

‘I think you look fine, Sam,’ she said. ‘Go on now! But take care of yourself, and come straight back as soon as you have settled the ruffians!’


J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King 

I consider this to be one of my absolute favorite passages in the entire LOTR work. In no particular order, we have: 

  • Rosie’s mom’s completely blase statement about the entire Shire being overrun with evil men
  • Sam’s hilarious “Anyway, I’ve a mail-shirt on me” 
  • The fact that these domestic exchanges are happening as the Shire is, at this very second, starting a revolution
  • “It needed a week’s answer, or none.” I have seen my boyfriend make the equivalent facial expression to me many, many times. 

I maintain Rosie is one of the best characters (and obviously one of the best women) in the book. She gets a section to herself: 

  • her patience: “Hullo, Sam, Where’ve you been”? It has been a year, with absolutely no news, with no idea where Sam went, or really why he went. She greets him casually and warmly, as if he went off on a brief camping trip.
  • her faith and feminine wisdom: “They said you were dead; but I’ve been expecting you since the spring.” All of The Scouring of the Shire is a combination of hilarity, sadness, and some bitterness, and this line is a great example of that. How could she possibly know that Sam was alive? Not only did she have faith he was alive, she was quite sure he would return to her and the Shire. (We could draw some Rosie/Arwen parallels too about faith and endurance.)
  • her snark: “You haven’t hurried, have you?” Sam has been to Mordor and back, has met Tom Bombadil, every living Ringbearer, he’s helped destroy the greatest evil Middle Earth has ever known, the entire Shire is is foment, and need I remind you that her father and brothers just ran out the door to join a battle. Unfazed Rosie asks, “Took you long enough, didn’t it?” 
  • her intelligence: “If you’ve been looking after Mr. Frodo all this while, what d’you want to leave him for, as soon as things look dangerous?” Sam has excused himself from one of the most critical moments in the Shire’s history to make sure Rosie and her family are safe. He left Rosie before they had said anything definitive about their relationship (even though they both knew, in their hearts), and he has waited a year to see the woman he has held in his heart. She sanely reminds him that what is the point of the past year if he spends time talking to her instead of doing his job??  
  • her loyalty: “I think you look fine, Sam…Go on now! But take care of yourself, and come straight back as soon as you have settled the ruffians!” She knows that Sam’s job lies elsewhere right now, but when he is done - then they can spend time together. There is a recurring, subtle theme throughout the book that the domestic realm is what everyone strives for. All of the fighting, wars, schemes, long journeys, etc., are all important, but they are not ends in themselves. They are done so that we can go home and start the real work: starting and raising a family.
Reason why I enjoy reading the Hobbit over and over again: Master 'done with your shit' Bilbo Baggins
  • Thorin: Now it is time for our esteemed Mr Baggins to earn his Reward-...
  • Bilbo: The WHAT?
  • Bilbo: Wait a diddly darn minute!!
  • Bilbo: YOU want ME to go into this super, secret, dark and obviously deadly passage first,
  • Bilbo: because apparently THIS is finally "the job" I came along with you for in the first place?!
  • Bilbo: Ohhhh no, no, NO! Shut it for a second Mr. 'just let us ignore the last two times Mr Baggins saved us' Thorin Thran's son Oakenshield...
  • Bilbo: May your freakin' beard grow ever longer!
  • Bilbo: Let me remind you again: Two times, Thorin, TWO TIMES ALREADY!
  • Bilbo: You should give me ALL of your stupid gold to reassert the exertions I was going through!!!
  • Bilbo: But okay... okay...
  • Bilbo: My 'oh so adventurous' dad once said 'third time pays for all'
  • Bilbo: And hey... let's see how long the cute little Hobbit can put his luck to the test, am I right?!!
  • Bilbo:
  • Bilbo: *breathes heavily*
  • Bilbo: Fine. I will go.
  • Bilbo: Who of you sissies is coming with me??
  • Dwarves: ...
  • Dwarves: ...
  • Dwarves: ...
  • Thorin: We are totally going to adopt this one after everything is over, all right????!
Chapter 14

( seriously, this is all there is to it. )


Thorin Oakenshield slowly wakes to the sounds of Bilbo and his nephews softly talking, colder and heavier than he has ever been in his life, but before he can get a word out Bilbo is punching him square on the nose. Quite rightly, as it turns out, because he’s been dead for a week and has just sat up in his tomb with no warning whatsoever.

Following the aftermath of the Battle of the Five Armies where Thorin must fight with his own guilt and mind over his choices and what they mean and meant, where he must decide whether or not to rule, and how to live with himself after dying. Focusing on many different characters and relationships, as well as building on the lore of Erebor and Middle Earth. A story about coming home.

Bagginshield | Kíli/Tauriel | Gimli/Legolas | Thranduil/Elrond | Thranduil/Bard | And many more probably | Everyone lives au | Fix-It | Fake Marriage |Thorin in the Shire | Mental health |Angst |Pining |Fluff |Smut | And many many more tags to come as they happen most probably | Slow Build | Slow Burn | Happy ending | Diverse genders / sexualities / neurotypes | Lots of Angst | Loads of pining

Chapter 1: Awakening
Chapter 2: Beginning
Chapter 3: Ahfât
Chapter 4: Akabâl
Chapter 5: Khûr


Pages 10-16 of the sansûkh graphic novel,,,,now to start planning the rest of the chapter :-)

I Tadui Hanar (sneak peek)

this is my most current fic im writing,, its an au in which faramir goes with the fellowship instead of boromir,, and it probably will be very long and not come out any time soon,, but i wanted to preview just a bit of it,, so here is a sneak peek from chapter 1!!!:

Faramir paused then and felt that what he may say next would change the chances of whatever strange history he was to be apart in. Then an awakening of courage and pride burst within in him and he said: “I am not afeard of what is to come, my brother. I find I will not take your offer, no matter how kind it may be. You are needed here more so than I. You have evermore a head for battle, searching and waiting does not suit you.” Faramir playfully jabbed at his brother’s side.

GoT Re-Watch: Fine-Toothed Comb Edition

Now this is actually a pretty short set of notes. I’m up to making notes on season three now, and they’re just getting longer and longer. I shudder to think what my notes on season five will be like. Anyway, that’s a long time off posting. Have some more season one notes.

Episode 6 - A Golden Crown

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