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🩸 Bloodless Nemesis 🩸
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Fandom account. Star Wars, The Expanse, The Locked Tomb, Gundam, Baldur's Gate 3. Deep in writing fantasy. My blorbos, let me show you them 🥺
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I have not been posting much because I've been busy traveling in Europe for work, tourism, and visiting friends and family!
The Eiffel tower with a partly cloudy sky. The view from a cathedral dome. One of the cathedral's spires is in the foreground and Paris is in the background, including the Eiffel tower in the distance. Street art of a blue cat on the side of the building. It's clinging to the wall and is wearing a red beanie and orange t-shirt. A statue of a smiling angel next to the door of a cathedral with an ornate facade.
November 2, 2025 at 11:53 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
Time to be on a plane for longer than anyone should.
Photo from the insider of an airport. You can see some Air New Zealand planes on the tarmac. Hills with houses are in the background. It's cloudy.
October 18, 2025 at 5:54 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
Without downloading anything, where are you mentally right now?
Frodo says: What are we holding onto, Sam? Sam says: Sheer fucking spite, Mr. Frodo.
October 8, 2025 at 8:38 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
My feedback submission to BlueSky regarding non-con in artwork in the community guidelines.

Please leave your own feedback if you can.

This type of censorship harms freedom of expression and encompasses the sort of content that exists in mainstream broadcast TV shows. Why censor it here?
I'd like to give feedback on the new TOS. I think that clause D.ii on non-consensual sexual content will be unenforceable for the majority of artwork that falls into this category. The reason is that unless something particularly egregious is being portrayed, it can be impossible to tell unless it's specified by the poster. For example, in the HBO TV series Rome, rape is portrayed on-screen, but a screenshot without context could make it seem like ordinary consensual sex between adults. How will someone be able to tell the difference between a drawing of a fictional character engaging in consensual BDSM and a character forced into it against their will? Does the artist have to write a disclaimer that the pixels they have drawn on their computer or the pencil sketch on a piece of paper are consenting to the activity? Does this not seem absurd?
September 20, 2025 at 9:45 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
And that's it.
At last the three companions turned away, and never again looking back they rode slowly homewards; and they spoke no word to one another until they came back to the Shire, but each had great comfort in his friends on the long grey road. At last they rode over the downs and took the East Road, and then Merry and Pippin rode on to Buckland; and already they were singing again as they went. But Sam turned to Bywater, and so came back up the Hill, as day was ending once more. And he went on, and there was yellow light, and fire within; and the evening meal was ready, and he was expected. And Rose drew him in, and set him in his chair, and put little Elanor upon his lap. He drew a deep breath. 'Well, I'm back,' he said.
September 19, 2025 at 1:05 PM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
I agree with Sam that Frodo deserved more time to live his life in the Shire, but being the ringbearer fucked him up so much that the Gray Havens are the only option for him to get some peace.
Then Frodo kissed Merry and Pippin, and last of all Sam, and went aboard; and the sails were drawn up, and the wind blew, and slowly the ship slipped away down the long grey firth; and the light of the glass of Galadriel that Frodo bore glimmered and was lost. And the ship went out into the High Sea and passed on into the West, until at last on a night of rain Frodo smelled a sweet fragrance on the air and heard the sound of singing that came over the water. And then it seemed to him that as in his dream in the house of Bombadil, the grey rain-curtain turned all to silver glass and was rolled back, and he beheld white shores and beyond them a far green country under a swift sunrise.
September 19, 2025 at 1:04 PM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
You have to stay in the Shire, have a million kids, and be mayor!
'But,' said Sam, and tears started in his eyes, 'I thought you were going to enjoy the Shire, too, for years and years, after all you have done." 'So I thought too, once. But I have been too deeply hurt, Sam. I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me. It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: some one has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them. But you are my heir: all that I had and might have had I leave to you. And also you have Rose, and Elanor; and Frodo-lad will come, and Rosie-lass, and Merry, and Goldi-locks, and Pippin; and perhaps more that I cannot see. Your hands and your wits will be needed everywhere. You will be the Mayor, of course, as long as you want to be, and the most famous gardener in history; and you will read things out of the Red Book, and keep alive the memory of the age that is gone, so that people will remember the Great Danger and so love their beloved land all the more. And that will keep you as busy and as happy as anyone can be, as long as your part of the Story goes on. 'Come now, ride with me!'
September 19, 2025 at 1:00 PM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
💔
I have passed the Old Took today! So that's settled. And now I think I am quite ready to go on another journey. Are you coming?" 'Yes, I am coming,' said Frodo. 'The Ring-bearers should go together. 'Where are you going, Master?' cried Sam, though at last he understood what was happening. 'To the Havens, Sam,' said Frodo. 'And I can't come.' 'No, Sam. Not yet anyway, not further than the Havens. Though you too were a Ring-bearer, if only for a little while. Your time may come. Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot be always torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do.'
September 19, 2025 at 12:58 PM
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Merry and Pippin moved in together as well 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Merry and Pippin lived together for some time at Crickhollow, and there was much coming and going between Buckland and Bag End. The two young Travellers cut a great dash in the Shire with their songs and their tales and their finery, and their wonderful parties. 'Lordly' folk called them, meaning nothing but good; for it warmed all hearts to see them go riding by with their mail-shirts so bright and their shields so splendid, laughing and singing songs of far away; and if they were now large and magnificent, they were unchanged otherwise, unless they were indeed more fairspoken and more jovial and full of merriment than ever before.
September 19, 2025 at 8:32 AM
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Excuse me, I'm going to be here crying 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
When all was at last ready Frodo said: 'When are you going to move in and join me, Sam?' Sam looked a bit awkward. There is no need to come yet, if you don't want to,' said Frodo. 'But you know the Gaffer is close at hand, and he will be very well looked after by Widow Rumble.' 'It's not that, Mr. Frodo,' said Sam, and he went very red. 'Well, what is it?' 'It's Rosie, Rose Cotton,' said Sam. 'It seems she didn't like my going abroad at all, poor lass; but as I hadn't spoken, she couldn't say so. And I didn't speak, because I had a job to do first. But now I have spoken, and she says: "Well, you've wasted a year, so why wait longer?" "Wasted?" I says. "I wouldn't call it that." Still I see what she means. I feel torn in two, as you might say.' 'I see,' said Frodo: 'you want to get married, and yet you want to live with me in Bag End too? But my dear Sam, how easy! Get married as soon as you can, and then move in with Rosie. There's room enough in Bag End for as big a family as you could wish for.'
September 19, 2025 at 8:30 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
Sam uses the Lothlorian dirt to regrow what was destroyed by the ruffians.
'But I'm sure the Lady would not like me to keep it all for my own garden, now so many folk have suffered,' said Sam. 'Use all the wits and knowledge you have of your own, Sam,' said Frodo, 'and then use the gift to help your work and better it. And use it sparingly. There is not much here, and I expect every grain has a value.' So Sam planted saplings in all the places where specially beautiful or beloved trees had been destroyed, and he put a grain of the precious dust in the soil at the root of each. He went up and down the Shire in this labour; but if he paid special attention to Hobbiton and Bywater no one blamed him. And at the end he found that he still had a little of the dust left; so he went to the Three-Farthing Stone, which is as near the centre of the Shire as no matter, and cast it in the air with his blessing. The little silver nut he planted in the Party Field where the tree had once been; and he wondered what would come of it. All through the winter he remained as patient as he could, and tried to restrain himself from going round constantly to see if anything was happening.
September 19, 2025 at 8:24 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
Frodo becomes deputy mayor.
Old Will Whitfoot had been in the Lockholes longer than any, and though he had perhaps been treated less harshly than some, he needed a lot of feeding up before he could look the part of Mayor; so Frodo agreed to act as his Deputy, until Mr. Whitfoot was in shape again. The only thing that he did as Deputy Mayor was to reduce the Shirriffs to their proper functions and numbers. The task of hunting out the last remnant of the ruffians was left to Merry and Pippin, and it was soon done. The southern gangs, after hearing the news of the Battle of Bywater, fled out of the land and offered little resistance to the Thain. Before the Year's End the few survivors were rounded up in the woods, and those that surrendered were shown to the borders.
September 19, 2025 at 12:32 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
Sackville-Baggins redemption arc.

(Lobelia fights the fash with her umbrella, gets imprisoned, then later gives Bag End back to Frodo)
When the poor creature died next Spring she was after all more than a hundred years old - Frodo was surprised and much moved: she had left all that remained of her money and of Lotho's for him to use in helping hobbits made homeless by the troubles. So that feud was ended.
September 19, 2025 at 12:30 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
And this is how it ends for Saruman and Wormtongue in the books.
He walked away, and the hobbits made a lane for him to pass; but their knuckles whitened as they gripped on their weapons. Wormtongue hesitated, and then followed his master. "Wormtongue!' called Frodo. 'You need not follow him. I know of no evil you have done to me. You can have rest and food here for a while, until you are stronger and can go your own ways.' Wormtongue halted and looked back at him, half prepared to stay. Saruman turned. 'No evil?' he cackled. 'Oh no! Even when he sneaks out at night it is only to look at the stars. But did I hear someone ask where poor Lotho is hiding? You know, don't you, Worm? Will you tell them?" Wormtongue cowered down and whimpered: 'No, no!' 'Then I will,' said Saruman. 'Worm killed your Chief, poor little fellow, your nice little Boss. Didn't you, Worm? Stabbed him in his sleep, I believe. Buried him, I hope; though Worm has been very hungry lately. No, Worm is not really nice. You had better leave him to me.' A look of wild hatred came into Wormtongue's red eyes. 'You told me to; you made me do it,' he hissed. Saruman laughed. 'You do what Sharkey says, always, don't you, Worm? Well, now he says: follow!' He kicked Wormtongue in the face as he grovelled, and turned and made off. But at that something snapped: sud-denly Wormtongue rose up, drawing a hidden knife, and then with a snarl like a dog he sprang on Saruman's back, jerked his head back, cut his throat, and with a yell ran off down the lane. Before Frodo could recover or speak a word, three hobbit-bows twanged and Wormtongue fell dead.
September 17, 2025 at 1:27 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
And Wormtongue is still with him 😞
'Don't let him go! Kill him! He's a villain and a murderer. Kill him!' Saruman looked round at their hostile faces and smiled. 'Kill him!' he mocked. 'Kill him, if you think there are enough of you, my brave hobbits!' He drew himself up and stared at them darkly with his black eyes. 'But do not think that when I lost all my goods I lost all my power! Whoever strikes me shall be accursed. And if my blood stains the Shire, it shall wither and never again be healed.' The hobbits recoiled. But Frodo said: 'Do not believe him! He has lost all power, save his voice that can still daunt you and deceive you, if you let it. But I will not have him slain. It is useless to meet revenge with revenge: it will heal nothing. Go, Saruman, by the speediest way!' 'Worm! Worm!' Saruman called; and out of a nearby hut came Worm-tongue, crawling, almost like a dog. 'To the road again, Worm!' said Saruman. 'These fine fellows and lordlings are turning us adrift again. Come along!'
September 17, 2025 at 1:20 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
There's something to be said about war coming to your door even when you thought you were insulated from it.

Also, Saruman is squatting in Frodo's old house!!!
'This is worse than Mordor!' said Sam. 'Much worse in a way. It comes home to you, as they say; because it is home, and you remember it before it was all ruined.' 'Yes, this is Mordor,' said Frodo. 'Just one of its works. Saruman was doing its work all the time, even when he thought he was working for himself. And the same with those that Saruman tricked, like Lotho.' Merry looked round in dismay and disgust. 'Let's get out!' he said. 'If I had known all the mischief he had caused, I should have stuffed my pouch down Saruman's throat.' 'No doubt, no doubt! But you did not, and so I am able to welcome you home.' There standing at the door was Saruman himself, looking well-fed and well-pleased; his eyes gleamed with malice and amusement.
September 17, 2025 at 1:18 AM
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They cut the party tree!!!! 😡
As they crossed the bridge and looked up the Hill they gasped. Even Sam's vision in the Mirror had not prepared him for what they saw. The Old Grange on the west side had been knocked down, and its place taken by rows of tarred sheds. All the chestnuts were gone. The banks and hedgerows were broken. Great waggons were standing in disorder in a field beaten bare of grass. Bagshot Row was a yawning sand and gravel quarry. Bag End up beyond could not be seen for a clutter of large huts. 'They've cut it down!' cried Sam. 'They've cut down the Party Tree!' He pointed to where the tree had stood under which Bilbo had made his Farewell Speech. It was lying lopped and dead in the field. As if this was the last straw Sam burst into tears.
September 17, 2025 at 1:05 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
When hobbits get serious, they get serious.
At last all was over. Nearly seventy of the ruffians lay dead on the field, and a dozen were prisoners. Nineteen hobbits were killed, and some thirty were wounded. The dead ruffians were laden on waggons and hauled off to an old sand-pit nearby and there buried: in the Battle Pit, as it was afterwards called. The fallen hobbits were laid together in a grave on the hill-side, where later a great stone was set up with a garden about it. So ended the Battle of Bywater, 1419, the last battle fought in the Shire, and the only battle since the Greenfields, 1147, away up in the Northfarthing. In consequence, though it happily cost very few lives, it has a chapter to itself in the Red Book, and the names of all those who took part were made into a Roll, and learned by heart by Shire-historians. The very considerable rise in the fame and fortune of the Cottons dates from this time; but at the top of the Roll in all accounts stand the names of Captains Meriadoc and Peregrin.
September 17, 2025 at 1:03 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
An army of hobbits!
The Tooks did come sooner. Before long they marched in, a hundred strong, from Tuckborough and the Green Hills with Pippin at their head. Merry now had enough sturdy hobbitry to deal with the ruffians. Scouts reported that they were keeping close together. They knew that the country-side had risen against them, and plainly meant to deal with the rebellion ruthlessly, at its centre in Bywater. But however grim they might be, they seemed to have no leader among them who understood warfare. They came on without any precautions. Merry laid his plans quickly.
September 17, 2025 at 1:01 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
Frodo makes a good wingman.
others of the name, begging your pardon. And I hope my Sam's behaved hisself and given satisfaction?' 'Perfect satisfaction, Mr. Gamgee,' said Frodo. 'Indeed, if you will believe it, he's now one of the most famous people in all the lands, and they are making songs about his deeds from here to the Sea and beyond the Great River.' Sam blushed, but he looked gratefully at Frodo, for Rosie's eyes were shining and she was smiling at him.
September 17, 2025 at 12:59 AM
rainbow-nemesis.bsky.social
Though I think Sam just wanted to see Rosie 👀
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?'
September 17, 2025 at 12:56 AM
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Merry sure knows how to fight the fash!!!
'T've an idea,' said Sam. 'Let's go to old Tom Cotton's down South Lane! He always was a stout fellow. And he has a lot of lads that were all friends of mine.' 'No!' said Merry. 'It's no good "getting under cover". That is just what people have been doing, and just what these ruffians like. They will simply come down on us in force, corner us, and then drive us out, or burn us in. No, we have got to do something at once.' 'Do what?' said Pippin. 'Raise the Shire!' said Merry. 'Now! Wake all our people! They hate all this, you can see: all of them except perhaps one or two rascals, and a few fools that want to be important, but don't at all understand what is really going on. But Shire-folk have been so comfortable so long they don't know what to do. They just want a match, though, and they'll go up in fire. The
September 17, 2025 at 12:54 AM
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SAMWISE GAMGEE SAYS QUIT BEING A COP IF THE JOB TURNS ROTTEN
'And so I would be still, Sam, if I could. But don't be hard on me. What can I do? You know how I went for a Shirriff seven years ago, before any of this began. Gave me a chance of walking round the country and seeing folk, and hearing the news, and knowing where the good beer was. But now it's different.' 'But you can give it up, stop Shirriffing, if it has stopped being a respect-able job,' said Sam.
September 17, 2025 at 12:51 AM
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Bill Ferny (previous owner of Bill the pony) took up a new job as a harasser of hobbits, but was thankfully booted from the role.
'What's all this,' he snarled as he came forward. 'Gate-breaking? You clear out, or I'll break your filthy little necks!' Then he stopped, for he had caught the gleam of swords. 'Bill Ferny,' said Merry, 'if you don't open that gate in ten seconds, you'll regret it. I shall set steel to you, if you don't obey. And when you have opened the gates you will go through them and never return. You are a ruffian and a highway-robber.' Bill Ferny flinched and shuffled to the gate and unlocked it. 'Give me the key!' said Merry. But the ruffian flung it at his head and then darted out into the darkness. As he passed the ponies one of them let fly with his heels and just caught him as he ran. He went off with a yelp into the night and was never heard of again. 'Neat work, Bill,' said Sam, meaning the pony.
September 17, 2025 at 12:49 AM
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The hobbits return to the Shire and find that things have changed.
They hammered on the outer gate and called, but there was at first no answer; and then to their surprise someone blew a horn, and the lights in the windows went out. A voice shouted in the dark: 'Who's that? Be off! You can't come in. Can't you read the notice: No admittance between sundown and sunrise?' 'Of course we can't read the notice in the dark,' Sam shouted back. 'And if hobbits of the Shire are to be kept out in the wet on a night like this, I'll tear down your notice when I find it.'
September 17, 2025 at 12:45 AM