The Battle of the five Armies countdown - day 10 of 30
I still remember how happy the day I discovered Eowyn and Faramir were a canon couple was.
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The Battle of the five Armies countdown - day 10 of 30
I still remember how happy the day I discovered Eowyn and Faramir were a canon couple was.
I mean… ladies? 👀😍😍😈 @fizzyxcustard @lathalea @legolasbadass @linasofia
New to this journey? Here’s chapter 1. Or chapter 2!
Summary: Brea is forced to turn to a practice she has abandoned some time ago.
Warnings: this chapter deals with injury and treating injuries. Though it’s not described in a gruesome way, take care if you are sensitive to this topic! <3
Author’s note: lovely people, it’s been too long since I’ve updated this fic! Recently my dear friend @fizzyxcustard inspired me to work on this fic again and goodness—I am obsessed now with it. Enjoy this update ❤️❤️
The practice of medicine is an art, not a trade;
a calling, not a business;
a calling in which your heart will be exercised equally with your head.
-William Osler
She did not see Bard for a long time after.
The first few days, Brea told herself that he probably was too busy to enjoy her company–the bargeman had a family to sustain after all… But when the first two weeks had gone by and she still hadn’t seen even a glimpse of the man’s pretty ass, Brea started to consider the fact that the bowman was, in fact, avoiding her. The decision, which only spoke in favor of his character and sense of duty, made the daughter of Brenion ache for his company even more. Even so much that the concept of sleeping eluded her.
Write fanfic for yourself.
Publish fanfic for the rotation of 3-6 people who are devoted readers and will either go feral or leave you very nice words and yell with you about it.
She’s a 10 but she thinks switching to another wip could solve all her writing woes the moment they appear
First: It's perfectly natural to feel disheartened when your efforts seem to go unnoticed. It can be difficult when you put so much effort into something and yet it seems to make no traction, while you look over at someone seeming to put minimal effort in getting so much more attention than you. And it's okay. You're not less than them. You don't matter less. Your words still matter and your efforts do as well. This is why comparison is an enemy to our craft.
Second: You are not any less important than other writers. They may get more notes but your words still have the potential to help someone else, inspire them, motivate them, uplift them, help them heal... your words have so much power to them, even if you don't see what they're doing for others. Even if it feels and appears that all of your effort is in vain.
Third: Writing is hard. It takes a lot of work, a lot of patience and creativity and it does not make you any less to be exhausted by it. Take breaks when you need to. You are human, you need breaks, you need time for yourself to get your mental energy back. It is perfectly normal to get drained from using your creativity so much and you should feel no shame for needing to rest. Creativity is draining.
Fourth: What you do is amazing. Just think about it... we take thoughts in our heads and we can create entire worlds, galaxies, universes from a single thought. You can have the simplest thought that a non-creator would just let go by. But you're creating this massive project out of that single thought. That's amazing.
Fifth: To writers that have tons of WIPs, you're awesome. It's not something to be upset over or feel bad about. If you're jumping WIP to WIP and never able to finish your WIP, that's nothing to be ashamed of. You don't need to change yourself. Your creativity is just that massive and expansive and maybe you just haven't quite gotten the million dollar idea yet. It's okay, keep trying, keep trekking and keep writing.
Sixth: To writers that only write one WIP at a time, you amaze me. Your dedication to a single WIP is inspiring. It really is. It may not always feel that way, but you are dedicated and passionate about your WIP and that's amazing. You have the ability to create something so vivid because of how much time you put into this one project, that it could feel like you're in the world. You are doing amazing things. Keep it up!
Writing is a challenge. It's not something that should be taken lightly. We shouldn't be putting ourselves down because we don't write like our more successful friends. We shouldn't be comparing ourselves to other writers because there are just so many ways to be a writer, so many ways to write. There are fluff writers, angst writers, horror writers, writers who work on 100 WIPs at a time, writers that work on one at a time, writers who are highly into description and those more into dialogue. No matter what kind of writer you are, you should be proud and love your work and the energy you put into your craft because it's something that is admirable. Even if you're not where you want to be as far as how good of a writer you are, you have the potential to be as good as you want.
Keep writing. Keep pushing forward and putting in the effort. Keep trying. Your efforts are seen and they're not done in vain. You're doing incredible things. Don't let the self-doubt monster scream at you. Scream back and let it know you won't be bullied into silence.
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New to this journey? Here’s chapter 1. Or chapter 2! Or chapter 3.
Summary: Brea tends to her bowman, and deals with the likes of Alfrid and her parents...
Warnings: A flirty, hot as hell bowman <3 . Also, conflict.
Author’s note: aah I love this series so much that I wrote this next chapter in just fourteen days. And knowing myself, that's fast as fuck!! I blame my amazing (writer) friends for fueling my Bard obsession (but really, thank you❤️❤️). And special kudos to @legolasbadass for being so kind to act as my beta-reader, you are the best! ❤️❤️
I hope you all enjoy this update ❤️❤️
She couldn’t turn away from the eyes that held her.
Eyes as deep, as dark as the night,
yet there was something that sparked with warmth
that kept those eyes from being cold.
-Lora Leigh
Eventually, morning came.
After making sure their father would live to see another day and making Brea promise them to stay until they got back, Sigrid and Bain set off to work. Though both had no desire to take over the hard labor their father did every day–especially during this time–the reality was that the life of a bargeman and his family was fickle. Steady jobs were hard to come by, and Bard’s reputation of being an accountable and trustworthy boatman had to be upheld at all cost, for these qualities had often saved them from total ruin.
Brea watched the eldest Bardlings from the window pane in the front door as they made their way over the docks. She had argued that the people of Laketown would understand that Bard had to rest for a few days–surely their opinion about him wouldn’t change that quickly–but Sigrid had merely shaken her head at that and had told her friend the people weren’t the problem: the master and his loyal subjects were.
Fuse Box | Maintenance Man!Joel Miller🛠️x F!reader |2.1k
A/N: I said I’d be working on hbf!Joel, then I was sent this gif & it spiralled into this fic. Hope you enjoy🩶. I’m sorry that mm!joel has been rotting my brain ever since ‘meating’ him - & will probably continue to do so.
Warnings: no use of y/n, gives a little bit of brat tamer!joel vibes, reader loves to tease, infidelity(on joels part-because it’s mm!), 🔞,unprotected rough piv, blowjob, creampie, dirty talk, mean & dom!joel, light choking and hair pulling - no orgasm for you this time, sorry🤧 hopefully he makes up for it next time.
You drag Joel all the way to a cabin - just to fix the fuse box. Then make it up to him for dropping everything to help.
Mm!joelAU🛠️ || Main Masterlist || @toxicanonymity approved💀
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You were excited to get away with your friends.
Of course you would miss Joel but it was important for you to spend time with someone other than him.
You all rented a cabin for the weekend. Joel was over when you were packing a big cooler full of drinks, along with everything else.
Wiping his fingers on a rag while glaring at you through his brows.
“How many nights you actually stayin’?” He grumbles, his knee bending as he shifts his weight.
You look over at him and your face changes to a devious smirk.
