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The child brings his hands up and taps the fingertips as if asking for MORE, but then puckers up his lips and taps his middle finger to his chest. It's time for birthday kisses, and Legolas will get them one way or another.
Smiling, Legolas picks up his little brother, planting a gentle kiss to his cheek. âDo you have birthday kisses for me, Mornernil?â
He canât help but smile. His little brother is just the sweetest. âThank you, Morn. Maybe atar will let you stay with me tonight for a birthday sleepover. Would you like that?â
A birthday sleepover? Morn nods again, rubbing his face into his brother's neck. Sleepovers are the best, especially with Legolas.
The child brings his hands up and taps the fingertips as if asking for MORE, but then puckers up his lips and taps his middle finger to his chest. It's time for birthday kisses, and Legolas will get them one way or another.
Smiling, Legolas picks up his little brother, planting a gentle kiss to his cheek. âDo you have birthday kisses for me, Mornernil?â
He nods, taking care not to wallop his head into Legolas' jaw. Yes, good. That's been perfectly understood. Mornernil then throws his arms around Legolas' neck and gives his brother a childish kiss on the cheek in return.
black and white carnival on We Heart It.
Happy belated birthday to Mornernil. He's now one year old and one day in Modern!verse, and much, much older in Carnil!verse. I am trash, I forgot my own child's birthday.
The Red Planet
"Myself?"Â RĂșmil shook his head, "no I was born before the first Great Migration to Aman. I was born upon the shores of the Lake we call Cuivienen in our collective lore now. It was a beautiful place to be born but a very wild and very dangerous one."
RĂșmil thought about it. âI am not sure how old I am,â RĂșmil laughed, âbut I know that I am nine ages old or, at least twenty seven thousand years though I think it is much more than that given that the first age was so much longer than all the rest. When you get to be my age you cease to count in smaller numbers. it is both impossible and simply depressing.â
The prince seemed uncomfortable now, and did not seem as willing to speak or ask more questions. Understandable, he responded, and resumed eating his bread in little delicate bites.
In the distance, boats far larger than the ferry drifted on past in established shipping routes. Though the day was clear, the cargo vessel blared its foghorn, and after a small delay, the ferry could be heard to blare back. Rhosgon lifted a hand and waved out the window, starting to talk about the ships running along this route.
Twarladh frowned as he left the shower, a pair of purple pajama bottoms worn with a simple grey shirt. Someone was here? He could hear Legolas speaking in the living area and curiously he went to seek out his lover. Was it a trick-or-treater?
At first glance it was a blob of white fabric, half draped over a plastic pumpkin pail, but the crinkle of candy wrappers was unmistakable. From the feet and ankles poking out, as well as the shape of their tiny red boots, the child seemed to be not very old at all.
Mornernil ignored the sounds of someone else being present, content to graze on his spoils.
Thranduil looked up at a knock at the door and grinned. His hands moved solidly (thankfully) against the wheels of his chair as he pushed himself to source of the sound. "Well!" He announced as he opened the door, peeking through before opening it fully. "I appear to be haunted by a little ghost!"
A small wheeze coming out from the cloth, said little ghost raised his arms in frantic joy. He had been promised that Ada would have candy for him when he visited, but even better than candy was Ada being there to great him. After a few more seconds of delight he bustled forward and tried to get onto Thranduilâs lap.
(Rubs his chest in the common PLEASE sign he uses.)
[Carries him over to the bowl, then dumps two handfuls of candy in Mornâs candy carrier]
Ada has a whole bag waiting for you at his house. He made sure to get your favorite kind.
(Squirms in barely contained delight.) !!! (Hugs his brother's neck. All candy is his favorite candy.)
(Signing is difficult when you have lost the visibility of your fingers, but thankfully A LOT is a simple motion of wide-stretched arms. Mornernil nods as well.)
[Holds him close, giving him a kiss to his sheet covered cheek]
Well, I have some candy for you, if you want it.
(Rubs his chest in the common PLEASE sign he uses.)
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(Raspy wheezing noise, accompanied by arm waving.)
[Smiles, because his little brother is the absolute cutest. Quickly snaps a picture with his phone then crouches down to pick Morn up (no bending over lest he flash someone)]
Hey, little brother. Have you gotten a lot of candy?
(Signing is difficult when you have lost the visibility of your fingers, but thankfully A LOT is a simple motion of wide-stretched arms. Mornernil nods as well.)
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(Raspy wheezing noise, accompanied by arm waving.)
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