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[burningarrcws-blog]

i know probably none of you know me anymore but!!! Ros can now be found at @beyondforests

[burningarrcws-blog]

i know probably none of you know me anymore but!!! Ros can now be found at @beyondforests

[burningarrcws-blog]

follow me and my cat sons @appurupii & @ledfcya!!

[burningarrcws-blog]

follow me and my cat sons @appurupii & @ledfcya!!

[sympatheticspirit]

Ros might have to show up and convince me ovu 

Look at this boy deprived of boobs

look at his suffering

[burningarrcws-blog]

Guess I should end his suffering, yeah?

[canticleofmercy-a]

Part of the lucidity that had come with grief was leaving him, retreating into a blur; his left hand remained on Lelaros’ hair, his right on his own stomach, having both somewhat found rest there now that he had no mug to hold and empty out. Perhaps he had a talent for feeling outrage on another’s behalf, but the brief account of the elf’s life made him frown and turn toward the window. He had, until then, entirely blocked out the sounds of the street; the world outside had been entirely empty and that inside his head filled with the name of two daughters. 

« I didn’t know that elves did that », he commented, with a dumbfounded surprise that he felt was out of place as soon as the last word left his lips. Marrying children off to unknown spouses was a common practice among nobility, of course, and at the moment he could barely envision the higher classes as having anything in common with the elves at all.

Thrask swallowed and closed his eyes for a moment, before opening them again to the sight of the room, the bed, the panels she hid behind to change her clothes. « Freedom is always better, no matter what it entails, isn’t it? » He didn’t say that thinking of elves or brothels, but of Olivia and Circles and apostates; the opinion of mages who could afford having an opinion rarely changed on that.

And perhaps this was better, for Lelaros. Better than many alternatives.

« But… », carefully and slowly, he mindlessly drew her head toward his shoulder and let out a sigh, « still young. »

[burningarrcws-blog]

“Not all do, I’m sure. But fathers who want to get rid of no good daughters and make ‘em useful do. Carry on the line, get ties to other families. I’m sure humans are the same way, yeah? I’ve learned nobles do that kind of shit too to gain money or property or alliances.”

It used to hurt, but it doesn’t anymore. He could still remember a time when he wanted daddy dearest’s attention, wanted his love. Really, he was sure when he was small he would’ve done nearly anything for any sort of affection from him or his older brother. How sad it all seemed now, but he wasn’t one to pity himself. There was no use in crying over the past when he couldn’t have changed it.

“I’d say so.” The brothel wasn’t bad. Coin was good, he had a warm room, a roof over his head, food for his belly. He couldn’t complain. City elves didn’t have it the greatest, so he knew he was lucky to have what little he did have here.

He didn’t pull away, though he couldn’t exactly explain why. Perhaps he should have, but no customer had ever done this, or treated him like this. It was odd, though he didn’t mind it. “Not that young. Old enough to breed.”

[warhoned-blog]

           ❝ A little, ❞ he answers with a shrug of both shoulders. The truth of the matter is that Athvang doesn’t much care for the nobility across Middle-Earth. So long as his and his people’s nook is preserved and not laid claim to, he’s not about to put much thought into it. His lack of care very easily transgresses into IGNORANCE though. ❝ So you’re telling me he has the face and body of a beautiful woman, basically? ❞ He inserts a pause for though. ❝ Then again, don’t all Elves? ❞

[burningarrcws-blog]

              “No, not all Elves. We’re not all alike, you know. He doesn’t have tits, not really, but he’s got other parts like a woman. Just somethin’ our kind of elves sometimes have. That’s what makes him so pretty, I think.” Outsiders wouldn’t get it, though the Beornings should’ve been close enough to know of gwegwin. Maybe he really was the village idiot. He did at least sound ignorant enough to be it. “There are plenty of Elves who don’t look womanly at all.”

[cremiisius-blog]

     Cremisius Aclassi, you are an idiot, he tells himself–––– repeatedly, albeit inwardly. He makes a point of it to take a long, long drink of his ale before even attempting to cook up a response to that bomb the other just dropped on him. ❝ So you … with people from here? That’s … well, interesting. ❞ In his mind, Krem just affirmed his own stupidity. ❝ Here I thought you just liked the stuff they serve here.   But isn’t that kind of work––– I don’t know,unpleasant? ❞

[burningarrcws-blog]

         “Oh, you’re adorable, you know that, yeah?” Oh, this sweet summer child. There’s no way in hell he’d hang around this place just for the drinks. They weren’t that good, unless it was imported wine from some fancypants noble. “Depends on the customer, really. It’s not half bad. Money’s good and all. Sure, some of ‘em can be a little rough but I’ve never had a terrible customer from here. These people are lonely or horny and I just give ‘em what they need if they’ve got the coin for it.”

[cthylle]

ok yes i may be evil and morally corrupt but i’m also incredibly beautiful and i think that makes up for it honestly

[luna-intheforest]

[agameofclothes]

What Lyanna Stark would wear

[burningarrcws-blog]

ngl i miss this asshole and his face.

[moon-yean]

black sails meme

∟ favorite costumes

[musetavern-art]

Damsel by gerezon

[candlewinds]

Max and her yellow dress (✿♥‿♥)

[haiziness]

[glassbonespaperskin]

[hvitserkk]

black sails

max in every episode » 1.02 “ii”