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//I believe I am going to transfer Moria as a character to my blog @primitiia as a guest/selective muse on the blog. Soooooo, follow that blog and I will follow you back and we can do all the things there and stuff y’know!! And @serrpentine I will reply to you there!! :DDD
serrpentine:
Axl merely was telling the truth. He wasn’t going to lie and tell her sure, it was alright that she disappeared for God knows how long. He had too many people do that to him so for awhile there, he simply stopped caring about where she’d gotten off to. Though, when he felt her arms come around him, and the shorter other pulling him even closer he just stood there for a moment. Stiff as a board– until he decided he didn’t have the heart to push her away. In fact, he knew he was only denying that he was relived to see that she was okay while feeling even happy she was here now. Slowly bringing his own arms up, he wraps them around her while noticing the jacket. It so much as brings a tiny smile to his features. “I forgive you.” he sighs a little. “It’s okay.”
Moria could understand why he was angry at her or even more so disappointed in her for being gone for - what was it now? Four months? GOD! She stayed away longer than she intended. When she finally felt his arms around her, her once frigged body relaxed in the embrace, her left hand coming to rest on top of his head as if she was holding one of the most precious beings in her lifetime, and that she was in her own personal opinion. “I will m-make it up to you, okay? Whatever it takes. I p-promise. But know I always meant to come b-back and not a day went by I didn’t think about y-you.”
serrpentine:
“I’m not necessarily as ‘mad’ as I am bummed that you’ve been away for so long. For the longest time I wasn’t even sure where you got off to which had me really worryiny ya’know? That ain’t ever cool, Moria.”
There was a crease forming between her brows from a frown settling upon her features. What was she to do? She was truly sorry but something happened that made her cease from contact and she did not know how exactly to tell him without giving too much of herself away. Hesitantly she takes a small step forward before her arms extend to wrap around his neck, pulling him into a warm embrace - even now wearing the leather jacket he had given to her. “I’m s-sorry. I am so sorry, please f-forgive me.” She pleads in her usual tiny, soft tone of voice.
@serrpentine
“Y-you’re not mad at me f-for being away so long are you? --P-please don’t be mad at me...”
//I am sorry for my absence. Just been very skiddish with Tumblr and been having a bit of health issues; I will try to get these replies out within the next day or two. Also, serrpentine, Moria misses you soooooooo muchhhh!!!!!!!!!
“I need to save myself from this hell.”
make me choose: stimartins asked ➸ crystal reed or holland roden?
“If you manifest your true self through nature and your normal surroundings, I find that the most eerie. Like when you see birds suddenly start flying in a different direction or when you see moths forming weird shapes, I think that’s the weirdest way to let yourself be known.”
COURAGE is not having the strength to go on. It is going on when YOU don’t have strength.
serrpentine:
“Hah. I guess I am. It’s not necessarily what I meant, but if you want any of those too, you can have ‘em.” Axl kindly nods, though at remembering something he then adds, “Except for two, I don’t like bein’ selfish but there’s one with a skeleton print that I’ve really took up with and the other– it’s got my name tag on it, so I don’t think you’d want that one anyway. Unless, y’know, you wanna go by Axl.” he chuckles, amusingly shrugging while keeping his hands in the sweater pockets. Glancing back over at Moria he gives a genuine, soft smile in return.
With the wind tossing his bangs around in his face, Axl doesn’t even bother to move them away. “I’ll remember that, shorty.” he playfully responds, amusingly shaking his head at the shorter redhead as the side of her hip bumps into his. Emerald eyes looking back on the other from the diner, the singer is quick to shrug and else reassure, “Hey, I mean, it’s alright even if you do. Who doesn’t like to eat?” he questions with a wide smile, pushing the door open as they finally arrive while shortly else holding it open for her.
Moria found herself giggling softly at the words spoken from her new found friend lips. “K-keep your jackets, Axl. It’s ok-kay. I’ll still with this one. I like i-it a lot.” She says as she looks down at the jacket once again with a pleased smile across her lips. She chews on her bottom lips briefly before releasing the hold she had on it. “I w-wouldn’t mind the name change!” She chimes suddenly with a wide grin, though she was just joking.
“Shorty?! If you m-must know I am five foot four, that’s p-pretty tall!” She says in defense though it was playful defense. She kicked at the gravel beneath their feet before stopping at the door as he opened it, “Everyone l-likes to eat.” She says with a soft smile while walking inside. She went up to the hostess and requested a table for two with a soft smile but her eyebrows furrowed when the woman gazed with wide eyes, though the gaze was not directed towards her. It was towards Axl which made her eyebrows furrow in curiosity. The woman stuttered on her words while grabbing two menu’s and telling them to follow her. Moria purposely stayed a few steps behind and says quietly to Axl, “Do y-you know her or something?”
thenoblecause:
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❝ I have nothin’ to do with this! ❞ Twister spat before The Founder could answer. ❝ I’m just returning a favor. ❞
The demon only rolled his eyes.
❝ While that is true… I’m taking you with me to a safe place. I am the founder of of a place called Paradise. It is a safehouse for people like you who have been persecuted for who and what you are. It is also a halfway house. We’ll get you safely off of these drugs, and give you a place to… I believe the current term is, get on your feet? ❞ He gently patted her shoulder. ❝ Our goal is simply to help. ❞
Moria could hear the male driving and his spat words rubbed her the wrong way making the car jerk forward as if revving up to gain speak but proceeded in the way he saw fit afterwards.
Green hues stayed on the male that saved her, clinging to every word he spoke unto her. There was a place like that for people like her? She did not think it to be possible, “Why..?” She whisp- ers softly, “Why d-do you want to help me? Wh-what do you w-want in return?” People always wanted something in return for helping another out. Nothing in this world was free.
serrpentine
“Hey– actually, I need’a get rid of some anyway. There’s like nine of ‘em just hangin’ around in my closet. This one ain’t my absolute favorite so I really wouldn’t mind giving you it Moria.” he assures, kindly smiling at the other redhead. “Mm. Well I know I can relate with you there, I had to get away from where I lived too– that’s how I ended up here.” he tells her, deciding he’d inform her that he understood her in a way. And although he didn’t necessarily know the true reasoning of her fleeing, he at least got the whole ‘sleeping in the streets was better than under a roof’ thing. There were actual times where he had slept on a street bench. “But glad ya’ got outta there.” he offers a happy smile, before turning his gaze back on where they were going.
“I guess so huh? You’re one’a those looks are deceiving girls.” he playfully chuckles before joking at her once he hears what she wants to eat, “That’s a lot to eat for a small girl.” As they begin to slowly approach a diner down on to the side, Axl wonders if that’s it before he finds himself simply questioning, “That it?”
Hearing the response about his jacket made her gaze at him before her eyes narrowed slightly in curiosity, “Are you in-indicating that there’s more j-jackets you could possibly g-give me?” She questions with a smirk now set onto her lips. Hearing his words made a gentle smile make its way to her lips. She was positive he did not go through the same horrors she had to endure but at least they both got away from their horrible lifestyles brought forth by their elders. “I’m g-glad you’re out too.” She speaks with soft sincerity.
As their destination drew closer, she brought her right hand up and brushed some blown hair out of her face, laughing softly at the playful words he spoke. “Oh y-yes! Be careful!” She teases and give him a gentle hip bump, giggling after doing so; she gives a light shrug, “A sm-small girl can eat a lot t-too.” She says before finally reaching the diner. She look to him and nod, “Yes. Th-that’s it... why? I won’t eat e-everything on the menu, Axl.” She teases.
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fatherofgreenleaf:
"I appreciate your offer for help, my Lady. Such things are rarely given now, especially after the war with the Dark Lord.“
Thranduil found that he couldn’t speak Sauron’s name; the loss of his father was still fresh in his mind. But even she probably knew who he was referring to.
A slight bow of his head showed his acknowledgement of her name, and he took another plump grape and popped it in his mouth. That of course, meant that it took him a few seconds before he could reply, and even then his voice was a little strained.
"I am Thranduil Oropherion. It is a pleasure to formally meet you. Such a strange name you have. I believe one of the dwarven mines is also called Moria.”
Out of habit, he pressed his hand to his heart and held the former out to her, as was custom among his kin. He appre- ciated her thoughts on his supposed hastiness; he knew he was still very young and that it would take a long time before he could even hope to be as great a leader as his father was.
Moria gave a simple nod of her head, not knowing whom exactly the Dark Lord was. She had been kept from the things that happen in the outside world and though she would have liked to ask, she did not. She kept her mouth closed on the subject. Her right hand came forw- ard to take another piece of cheese to pop into her mouth. Her stoma- ch was leaping with joy - she was in HEAVEN. Her surroundings were beautiful, everything was beautiful about this place.
When he greeted her, she stood from her seat and gave a low bow of her entire body. She then brings herself back up and sits down int he seat that was given to her. She listens to him speak of her name and it made her smile,
“It is a pl-pleasure to meet you as well, King Thranduil. It w-was the name I was born with - th-though sometimes I am called Momo.” She giggles softly.
ragingfires:
Cole shook his head immediately. “No, there’s definitely no need for that” He assured her. With all the evil in the world, people saw any sign of kindness as a reason to be cautious or to expect that the person would want something in return but Cole was simply generous by nature. He couldn’t imagine the kind of evil the girl had escaped from, and judging by the wounds on her legs, he assumed it was more than he could fathom. “My family usually drop by in the morning so I’d grab as much as I could if I were you” He smiled. It was routine for either his mother, sister or both to stop by before heading to work or school for breakfast so Cole always made sure that he made enough to go around. Thankfully, Ralph had other matters to attend to so he wouldn’t be stopping by—the last thing the Moria would need was his intimidating brother hanging around. The doorbell chimed throughout the apartment and Cole excused himself to answer the door. Gabriella, Cole’s youngest sibling, stepped into the home when Cole opened the door for her. “No sign of mother?” Cole inquired to which she shook her head. “Nope, she said something about wanting to go to the salon…I don’t know, wasn’t paying attention” Gabby shrugged. She sniffed the air and then smiled contentedly. “I obviously came just in time” She continued to wander further into the apartment, and Cole followed behind her in silence. He made it back to the dining area first where Moria was, the same smile resting on his features. “It’s just my little sister, she’ll be with us in a second” He informed her as he took his own plate and began serving himself. Gabriella soon joined them, not seeing Moria at first but halting her steps when she finally did. “Gabby, this is Moria. She’s a house guest…Moria, my little sister Gabby.” Cole introduced the two. Gabby stepped forward and held out her hand, a friendly smile on her face. “Nice to meet you Moria, my brother has never brought a lady home before” She smirked at Cole who simply frowned at her.
Moria fiddled with her hands in her lap for a moment as he spoke. She clears her throat as he spoke of this; his family coming over for breakfast. It made her nervous. What if they wanted her out immediately from his home? Oh God, she better eat what she could and leave quickly. She gazes at the plate in front of her, her right hand coming up to grasp her forks and she silently began to eat, taking hesitant bites. Soon those bites picked up and she began to stuff more food into her mouth. However she nearly jumped out of her seat when she suddenly heard the door bell ring. She froze, her eyes wide as she looks from him and the direction from which the noise came from - she watches him excuse himself and once he was out of sight, she sat her fork down, wiped her mouth, and placed both of her hands in her lap. Her right leg began to bounce up and down rapidly, she looked in various directions to see if there was a way she could hide or even more so exit, but did not find a single one. When he came back into the room, she looked up to meet his gaze, the nervousness and fear evident in her features, her green eyes pleading that he did not leave from her sight as her heart began to beat quickly within her chest. She watches as he begin to make a plate for whom she presume to be himself. Her hands stayed in her lap and her bottom lip trembled slightly and when she saw movement from her side view, she snapped her head in that general direction. Her eyes met with his sister and she flashed a very quick and hesitant smile. Allowing Cole to introduce them she quickly stood on to her feet once she saw Gabby step forward - she quickly fiddles with her sweater trying to cover her wrists before taking her hand to give a gentle shake and her own friendly smile, “N-nice to meet you too. I- we’re not l-like that,” She says politely with a faint blush. She moves to sit back down and placed both her hands in her lap, “ I sh-should go so you c-can spend time with your sister...” She speaks softly, her eyes on him. Did she want to go? Not at all, but she felt like she was intruding and did not like it. Family time is quality time.
thyhumbleservant:
“It’s nice to meet you!” he grinned, making the crown quickly by weaving the stems of the flowers together before handing it to her. “You don’t have to thank me. I like doing it.”
“It’s n-nice to meet you too.” She says with a gentle smile on her face as she watches him quickly make the flower crown for her. Once he extended it out to her, she graciously takes the finished crown for him, “Thank you.” She says softly before lightly dhaking her head, “N-no, I must. You took th-the time out of your sc-schedule to make these for me. I have so much g-gratitude.”
