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Wedding Traditions

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And because we all could need some humour once in a while. Yes, I actually have a new fic to share. :)

Ever wondered about the less solemn part of Aragorn's wedding? Here's my not-so-serious take on it.

http://www.storiesofarda.com/chapterlistview.asp?SID=6568

The First Day

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And another ficlet. This one features Arwen and the dawn of a new age.

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FanFiction meme

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... snagged from Inzilbeth, NiRi and Al

The True Fan


OOC is blasphemy, canon is everything.

Once you fall in love with a movie, book or TV series, you are loyal like an old dog. You take fanfiction quite serious and use it as a substitute after the canon ran out.

You are probably a walking dictionary of your favourite fandom and you are picky about what you write and read. The closer to the "real thing" fanfiction is, the more you like it.

You rather explore a character in all depth, see new sides and learn more about them than creating new characters or mix up the situations they are in.

It's Obvious

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So why did Éomer marry Lothíriel anyway? A bit of silliness inspired by the dispute between Gimli and Éomer.

Edoras, late July 3019

Arriving at the royal stables, Éowyn found that they were not the only ones that had decided to use the fine day for a pleasure ride. Near the end of the aisle there was Éomer, leaning against a post and deep in conversation with a raven haired woman in a dainty riding costume.

She jerked her chin towards the couple. "Look there," she said to her two companions.

"They use well the days while they can. Very smart of them," Arwen remarked drily. "And all right under Imrahil's nose."

Even as they watched, Éomer leaned forward and kissed Lothíriel full on the mouth.

"You knew of this and did not say anything?" Faramir asked somewhat flustered. "Your brother," he turned to Éowyn, "just kissed my cousin!"

Éowyn shrugged. "So it seems. At least the stables are a bit more discreet than the garden of the Houses of Healing. Not that I cared at that moment."

"Nor did I," Faramir grinned as he pulled Éowyn against him.

"I do not think I want to know the particulars." Arwen muttered. "I believe those two make a nice couple, though. And somehow I am not surprised that he chose a Gondorian lady..." she trailed off.

Faramir raised a brow. "And why is that?"

"Why, it is the hair, of course." Arwen smiled benignly as she left the stables, leaving a puzzled Éowyn and Faramir behind.
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The problem with LJ: we all think we are so close, but really, we know nothing about each other. So ask me something you want to know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away. Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.

A Matter of Cultural Differences

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It is mettarë and Halbarad spends some unexpected time with a group of other travelers. A yule fic for Aearwen, who wanted something with Gildor Inglorion. Special thanks go to willow41z for her beta-work.


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[cat] Races: Cross-cultural

Killerton House

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I finally (after almost three weeks) got around to look at the photos I took when we went to Killerton House for my birthday to see the costume exhibit. Sadly taking photos indoors was forbidden. But I took some nice ones of the garden.
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What's Your German Name?

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Your German Name is: Gerlinda Eike
Guten tag!
What's Your German Name?

Nonesense! I've lived in Germany for over 20 years and I've never ever met someone with that name. And you write "tag" with a capital "T"! Silly game!
 

Dress Musings

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Not every ebay bargain really is a bargain. I had to learn this a few days ago when the blue wool fabric I won arrived. It really was two metres instead of the four as it said in the description. After a few e-mails back and forth I decided to keep it. But: What should I do with two metres of wool?
Something nice once I leave the 16th century and go back two hundred years. And since I already have some wool fabric that sufferes the same fate of just not being enough for a whole dress, I decided to sew a mi-parti cotehardie (or rather - surcoat) once I get home. It'll button down the front and have sleeves that end above the elbow so that the white wool cotehardie that goes beneath it shows. Said cotehardie will lace down the front and button down from the elbow to the wrists.

For now, though, all I can do is plan and play with photoshop. Here is what I hope it'll look like.

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Last line meme

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And because there was a first line meme, there was bound to be a last line one. Again not my idea.

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