“When I was a boy discovering my powers I had no one. I had to figure out the Downworld all on my own. It was awful. So, I vowed to myself that if I ever found someone in a similar situation I’d try to make sure they didn’t have to go at it alone.”
“When I started writing, I was bringing Hayley all these songs with big, massive guitar riffs — more of the same. Each idea I’d play her, she’d say, ‘That’s cool, but do you have anything else?’ The only thing I had to show Hayley was ‘Ain’t It Fun’ — I brought tiny speakers and set them up on water bottles just to get them high enough. It was a drum beat and marimba. I thought there was no way in hell this was Paramore, but her eyes lit up. And that was a turning point.”
Remember when I said I had a tattoo appointment for today? Well…Here it is!
I’ve been thinking about getting this for literally months and I finally decided to go through with it. I’m honestly so in love with it.
I’ve been watching Jack for years but in recent months, he’s helped me so damn much, both in terms getting me out of my creative rut and for making me happy when nothing else does. I could go into excessive detail but I’ll spare you the long read. All I’m going to say is that I’ve been so happy watching him and I can never thank him enough for all that he’s done. I met my best friend @megsiplier through the channel and tbh I don’t think I would have had the courage to talk to her if it wasn’t for him.
So…Thank you for everything Jack. :)
((ALSO THANK YOU TO @selhukka FOR DESIGNING IT FOR ME AAHH))
Edit: No, I’m not going to regret this. Yes, I thought about this beforehand.
This is a filmography of some of the wonderful characters Helena Bonham Carter has played in her acting years. This feature you are able to find on my desktop theme and if you were to hover over any particular character image you will the following:
• The film/program title
• The name of the character Helena played (which is also a link to a trailer)
During the Fourth Age Éomer often fulfilled the Oath of Eorl and went with King Elessar far into the East and South of Middle-earth. He was known as Éomer Éadig, or “the Blessed”, because during his reign Rohan recovered from the hurts of the War and became a rich and fruitful land again. In T.A. 3021 he wedded Princess Lothíriel, daughter of Prince Imrahil of Dol Amroth, whom he had met during his stay in Gondor and she bore him a son Elfwine the Fair.
- I … don’t much care for this crew you hired. They’re … how did I describe them, Arrow? I said something rather good this morning before coffee. - ‘A ludicrous parcel of driveling galoots’, ma’am. - There you go. Poetry.
reader is a mermaid/merman as they got lost from the great sea, they end up in Zora's Domain, when they bump in to Prince Sidon, seeing as he is a shark they are scared at first but Prince Sidon are interesed in what they are, slowly they begin to trust Prince Sidon, so when Sidon ask them to meet there father, they get fluttered because they can't stand on her tail, and afther that fluff happen if you don't mind <3 <3 <3
Hey darling! I noticed you mentioned “her tail” on the request, but used mostly gender neutral pronouns elsewhere. So for now, I’m going to stick to gender neutral, but if you want me to change that, just say so and I can do some edits. Also, this is why I took so long yesterday, it wound up going for a lot longer than what I expected. if I get enough requests for it, I might consider making it a series in the future, it was a lot of fun to write! Hope you like it, I was psyched to write this!
Mermaid/man s/o lost in the rivers (Sidon) (Warning: Mild Cursing)
No. No no no no nO NO!
Again the angry waves of the sea slammed down on them, forcing them deeper into the new territory than they had ever dared to go, all while the river tried to shove them back out to the treacherous sea.
A simple mission to find special river herbs to make some medicine, that’s all it was supposed to be. They hadn’t meant to take so long. They hadn’t seen the storm, how could they have known what was to come.
More waves crashed heavily and they found themselves swimming harder upstream, trying to escape the dangerous waters. Suddenly, they felt themselves start to swirl. Oh no- the river joined with another, and the current propelled them uncontrollably away from the sea, and all they could do was scream and hope for the best, as the current dragged them further and further from the sea.
That had been nearly 2 weeks ago, and ever since then, (Name) had been objectively and fully lost in these new waters. They had no idea where they were, and the last time they stuck their head out of the water, they had been attacked by the strangest green and red creatures they’d ever have the displeasure of coming across.
Thanks the Wave-Bringer that they weren’t due back to their home for another 2 months- they had left on an expedition to get and study new medicinal herbs, and while (Name) couldn’t argue that the objective was certainly well-over completed, they longed to find the exit so as to be back in waters they knew.
Couldn’t deny that these new waters had piqued a bit of their interest. They were much sweeter, and the fish in them were as well, so starvation was far from a problem. And the sights in them-! Why, whenever they stuck their head out of the water and weren’t immediately chased away, they’d see sights they’d never imagine before. Green luscious mounds of some sort of plant, boulders so tall they looked like they could reach the sky- and beneath the river, scores of fish and plants they wished they had the time to study.
Perhaps when they managed to find their way out, they’d have to come back to map and study everything specifically in the rivers- there was so much to study and see and rUN AND AVOID IS THAT AN OCTOPUS FIRINGBOULDERS AT THEM HELLS NO RETREAT RETREAT!!!!
Time waits for no man, and right now (Name) assumed life waited for no lost merfolk who were about to possibly die, so with all their might they swam in spirals away from the horrendous creature of death, searching for a place to hid- THERE! With surprising speed, they rushed to a little hole in the side of the river, relieved they found shelter at such a time of fear- WHUMP.
Why was the Universe so vindictive? Did they unknowingly kill some orphan’s best seahorse on accident in another life to deserve this- this- HUMILIATION.
Twisting and turning, shoving and heaving, (Name) faced the terrible realization that there was no way in hell their lower half was going to fit. Coincidentally, there was no way their upper half was going to be easy to dislodge from the hole, not within their lifespan at least.
Damn it. They were going to die from getting a direct hit from a rock octopus to the ass after getting stuck in a damn hole. Maybe it was for the best that they were lost alone, goodness knows that if there were living witnesses they’d have to haunt their ass to ensure their silence.
Good bye, beautiful world. May the Wave-bringer bring their soul back to the sea-
Was that blood they smelled? Why did they smell blood? Why wasn’t it there own, did the octopus managed to hit itself oH GOODNESS WHY WERE THERE A PAIR OF HANDS ON THEIR TAIL?!
“Looks like you got yourself in a bit of a bind, friend.” Huh? “Don’t worry, I’ll have you out in a moment.” Rescue..? People?! Oh thank you Wave-bringer! Her temple was going to get a big donation of fish the second she got back for sending them a rescuer! (Name) excitedly pushed their hands against the dirt, trying to help their hero dislodge them from their badly-chosen prison, shoving and pushing with all their might as they felt as if their tail was being pulled out of existence. Just a bit more-!!!!
Whump. Freedom! Sweet glorious freedom! They heard a gasp behind them- right, the owner of the two hands still on their tail, they best turn and thank them for helping… them.
Huh. Suddenly, the rock octopus made a lot more sense. After all, could they really fault the poor creatures for having to evolve the ability to toss boulders when tHE SHARKS IN THESE WATERS SOMEHOW KEPT THEIR ORIGINAL BODY BUT ALSO GREW A TORSO WITH ARMS AND TWO EXTRA TAILS.
“H…Wha-” ARE THOSE SHARP TEETH NOPE NOPE NOPE THEY ARE NOT ABOUT TO BE DINNER TO A GODS-FORSAKEN GIANT SHARK PERSON WITH TWO TAILS NO SIR.
“Hey! Wait-!” Nope nope they were out of there, twisting in it’s grasp quickly forcing it to let go as (Name) booked it down the river, continuing the way they were going with much more rejuvenated vigor and determination than before. A trail of bubbles was all they left behind them as they swam with everything they had, praying they lost that…that….shudder Shark-being. If they ever made it back to the ocean, they would leave that part out. No need for stupid idiots to call them a liar over this, they wouldn’t believe them anyway.
Especially the part where they kept running into the creature for days on end. Every day, at least once, or sometimes unfortunately twice, they’d spot the red and immediately start swimming until their fins couldn’t move an inch, escaping the teeth just barely. Sometimes the creature would be strange, and throw a fish at them, as if trying to feed them right before they ran off. Other times, (Name) would wake from a daydream to see it swimming alongside them, smiling and watching. Those days were particularly terrifying.
They hated to admit it though- they had grown somewhat used to seeing the red streak, and was actually growing - dare they say it- attached to strange little being. It was at least a presence they could interact with for a few moments everyday.
Which made today so strange. No red, no sign of it anywhere. They should have been relieved, but they couldn’t shake the feeling that it was nearby, waiting, watching, for a chance to strike. Hours passed, and finally, finally, they no longer felt the sense of dread upon them, and they stopped…somewhere in the river. At least they weren’t retracing their steps, that’s the good news. They looked around them, listened and observed for what must have been an hour at least, waiting for anything, any signal to book it.
There was none.Whew.
But it was late. The shadows of night crept upon them, and if a sharkperson and boulder octopus were scary at daylight, there was no way they were going to gamble with running into them in the dark, absolutely not.
After some searching, a few boulders moved and some seaweed gathered for a decent bed, (Name) curled up beneath the shelter of boulders they had made, laying on the cool seaweed. Today had taken its toll, and within moments, they were asleep, dreaming of making their way home safely.
Groooan…. infernal fish, with their incessant need to make so much noise in the mornings.
Hrmph. Dedicated lousy fish, couldn’t they see they hadn’t slept in ages?
….That’s not a fish, is it…?
Opening one eye, they hoped, prayed, that it was all some hoax, a late night illusion.
And saw a mouthful of grinning shark teeth.
“Ah, you’re awake, good. I was afraid you were hurt; the river bed is no place to rest-”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!” Not letting its startled reaction to their scream go wasted, (Name) launched forward between its tails, swimming blindly as their bleary mind struggled to make up from down this early in the morning- resulting in slamming straight into the river bed.
Well. That wasn’t exactly graceful.
“I’m so sorry, I-I hadn’t meant to startle you- are you injured-? Wait don’t-!” Oh Wave-bringer below what was charging at them, they couldn’t see anything, their mind was too exhausted to see anything straight- what was it?!
“PLEASEDON’TEATMEIPROMISEYOUITASTEAWFULAAAAAAH!!!!” (Name) swam back into their boulder shelter, slipping between its arms and curling as much as they could as far back into the makeshift shelter as they could fit. This is it. This is where they die. Goodbye cruel world.
“Eat- Oh, so that’s why you- I’m very sorry if I gave you that impression, but I assure you I don’t eat people. They don’t taste particularly good- no no that was a joke! A joke!” The creature seemed more distressed as (Name) pushed further back into the shelter, not comforted one bit. The creature sighed, and swam up t the entrance, extending its hand forward gently.
“Let’s start over, please. My name is Sidon, Prince of the Zora people, and you are in my home-” “People? A-as in, more of you???” “Yes, but I promise you, just like me, they don’t eat people. And honestly, I am sorry for scaring you, I just… hadn’t seen someone like you before so I was a bit tongue-tied at that time… Please, come out of the cave, I just wish to talk to you.”
Hmm… it sounded sincere… And upon closer exposure to it- his- hand, (Name) saw that whatever a ‘Zora’ was, it didn’t seem to have the skin of a shark… so maybe… maybe it wasn’t a shark.. person… And if it really did want to eat them, he could have done so so many times by now (daydreaming and swimming were going to be the death of them someday).
“…How do I know I can trust you?” “er… If at any point I scare you again, you are free to hit me and run- I will not chase you and will never bother you again.” “…You swear this?” “Yes. On my honor as Prince.”
….It’s not like they had a whole lot of better options… If anything else, if they died, at least it would be quicker than starving in a shelter as someone circled above waiting for them to starve to death. Hesitation wrecked their body, doing little to stop them from slowly edging to the exit of the shelter and even more slowly exiting it.
Getting a good first look at the crea- man before them, (Name) finally saw him beyond the terrifying teeth and head shape. Red, brighter than more fish in the sea, danced on his skin. Deep yellow eyes, metal necklace and a strange… poofy white thing on his person. And huge. Can’t forget his huge height.
All in all though, not *quite* as terrifying as they had first seen. Still, they kept their distance as this Sidon sized them up as well.
The man had a very nice smile, (Name) had to admit that. Even if the teeth were still making sure they stayed a nice few meters away from him.
“Oh. Sorry, I had not meant to gawk but… I’ve never seen anyone quite like you before. Who are you, and what are you?”
“…(Name), Scholar of the North-sea merfolk clan. I’m a merfolk. A… pleasure to meet you. S-…Sorry for screaming.”
“Likewise (Name), and apology accepted.” Strange. Their name sounded… somehow warmer when they said it. Damn it, they really needed to get back, this isolation was not good for their soul at all. “If I may ask, what brings you to the Zora domain? The sea is weeks away.”
“I assure you, I had no idea I was in anyone’s domain. I’ve been lost in these rivers for weeks trying to get back to the sea.”
“…You’ve been trying to get to the sea, and you wound up here?” “…Yes..?” “In the Zora Domain?” “…Listen, if you’re going to sass me, at least use real life stuff to do it-” “-You really are lost, the sea is in the exact opposite direction of us.”
“…Beg your pardon?” “The Zora domain’s stronghold is a lake, not a few hours continuing this way in the river-”
“The sea, by river at least, is at least 2 weeks of navigating the rivers away.” -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
“…I…I….see…” Take a deep breath, (Name), deep breath. Aaaaaand try to figure out the right thing to say now to Prince Sidon, this awkward silence really isn’t helping in the “not crazy” argument more than likely going on in his head. “Thank you, for…clarifying that Your, uh…Your High-ness, is that the right-? Okay, good.” Awkwardly drummed their fingers against the sides of their tail, really unsure as to what to say. Half a month really had done no favours to their people skills at all. “Soooooooo…., I had best be getting on then. 2 weeks of swimming and all. Again, sorry for the whole ‘screaming my head off thing,’ won’t happen again-”
“Perhaps I can help you/So see you later/Oh sorry you go first/No, you/I-” “Please. I gave you more than a difficult time earlier, and I can see this is something that distresses you. Allow me to make it up to you.” “…What exactly did you have in mind?”
…. Looking back, maybe having an actual bed to sleep on and a water-proof map of all the rivers wasn’t as worth it as they had thought. Not that being surrounded by more Zora sharkpeople (minus the fin, what had happened to the fins, were they chopped off, what-) was bad, though it certainly didn’t help out a whole lot, what with their intense staring and all. It’s just…
Most people prefer to be surrounded by stuff they can actually move in, that’s all.
“Allow me-” “No no, I can do this, just give me a mom- A-HA! There we are!” It was wiggly, “standing”, as the prince put it, on their tail, but it was something. Even if it was faaaaaaar from dignified. “As you were saying, you said you believe your father can be of assistance to me?”
He nodded enthusiastically. “Of course! Father knows our rivers like the back of his hands. If anyone can find a fast route to the sea, he can. And he’ll no doubt want to know of our new neighbors in the sea.”
“ ‘New” is a strong word, but I can understand that-”Splash.
“Surely you’ll let me help you, you can’t just move like this in these waters, they’re too shallow.” (Name) politely waved off the prince’s outstretched hand, wobbling back into an upright position. The shallow water forced them to, which was relatively demeaning, but with a bit more practice, they should be able to somewhat navigate it.
“Help me how exactly? Don’t worry, I’m getting the hang of this “standing” stuff, it’s the uh… what’s that other word-” “Walking.” “Yes, that! Just give me a moment, I can figure this out-” Splash. “Just, one moment, so jumping didn’t work, what about” Splash “…If at first you don’t succeed, try try again.”Splash. “…About that help…” They did their best to feel no offense as the prince stifled a laugh at their clumsy attempts to walk with one tail. No doubt it did look rather silly. He knelt down towards them, his arms outstretched.
“May I?” “…Sure.. what exactly are you doiNG?!” From demeaning to just undignified, the little squeak at the end they gave at the sudden shift of position was just not respectable in any way. Nor was the way their arms tightly gripped ‘round Prince Sidon’t neck any way close to being ‘respectable,’ they hadn’t been held like this since before they learned how to swim. “…Guess that does solve the problem, even if the solution is rather… unorthodox.”
“Have you never been held like this?” “I’ve never been fully above water, period. This is…strange, but nothing some time can’t help.”
Secure in his arms, (Name) finally had a chance to take it all in. Arcs high above, silver blending into the water and lit up by the brightly-colored people in its very inconveniently shallow waters. Were they an artist, they could argue it was objectively stunning.
(Name) was in a whirl. Stunning sights all around, people with knowledge that back home they hadn’t even begin tapping in, incredible culture and people that were kind of terrifying but also so strange and new. And charming in the case of some particular individuals.
They looked up at their red rescuer, and couldn’t help but give a bit of a smile.
Maybe they would enjoy those extra two months after all.
It is a period of civil war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic Empire. During the battle, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the Empire’s ultimate weapon, the Death Star, an armored space station with enough power to destroy an entire planet. Pursued by the Empire’s sinister agents, Princess Leia races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her people and restore freedom to the galaxy…