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Rosie's eyes were fluttering. With her chin cupped in her hand, her elbow propped up on the table, she was falling into a gentle sleep.
My muse is thrashing and screaming in their sleep. How does your muse react?
"Simply wonderful." The girl replied, slipping into the seat across from Oswin, after giving the Inn a once-over glance to make sure everyone was content, which seemed to be the case for the time being. "An’ it’s simply wonderful to see ya’ here! I’ve missed ya’ dearly." & It...
Rosie started to laugh, lighting up at the idea of Oswin in a boat, though she, herself, found the prospect of it a rather terrifying one. She was not too fond of large bodies of water, nor the idea of being in the middle of one in a tiny boat.
"What ever could you have done with a fish so large?" She asked, still laughing behind her hand.
It wasn’t all too late into the evening when Rosie began her working shift at the Green Dragon Inn. It was hardly past dinnertime, in fact, & so when the lass ducked behind the bar & tied the strings of her apron, the atmosphere was cheerful, & The Inn full of life &...
"Simply wonderful." The girl replied, slipping into the seat across from Oswin, after giving the Inn a once-over glance to make sure everyone was content, which seemed to be the case for the time being. "An' it's simply wonderful to see ya' here! I've missed ya' dearly." & It was nothing but the truth. Rosie admired the elder Hobbit in numerous ways, but none more so than her wonderful stories.
"'Ave ya' got any new stories for me tonight?" She asked eagerly, cupping her chin in her hands, eyes aglow.
Old Friends || Rosie & Oswin
It wasn’t all too late into the evening when Rosie began her working shift at the Green Dragon Inn. It was hardly past dinnertime, in fact, & so when the lass ducked behind the bar & tied the strings of her apron, the atmosphere was cheerful, & The Inn full of life & laughter. It’s nights like this one, Rosie thought, That made working as a barmaid the best job she could have found anywhere.
She busied herself with refilling mugs of ale, serving spiced potatoes, & joining in on a fair amount of merriment, when Rosie spotted Oswin sitting nearest to the back, & all alone. The sight saddened her heart, & so she grabbed an iced pitcher of ale, & a plate of potatoes & headed back to where her old friend sat, away from the warmth of the evening.
"Hallo, Miss Oswin!" Rosie piped, setting the pitcher on the smooth, wooden tabletop & placing the food before her guest. "An’ how do you fair this lovely evening?"
Anti-honesty hour. Ask me anything and I will respond with blatant lies.
Feed my muse terrible lies and try to convince them it's true. Confuse and torment them.
If ever I was to marry someone, it would’ve been her. It would’ve been her.
If ever I was to marry someone, it would have been her.
minimalist tolkien → ladies of tolkien pt. IV
It was only when she was on the third one that Rosie paused to wonder why it was that she was weaving baskets. It was winter time in The Shire, and no flowers bloomed, nothing grew in the orchards or patches of trees. There was nothing to put in these baskets, so what in Middle Earth was she...
{Guys, I'm having Hobbit feels & I need to be here with my Hobbit babies so does anyone wanna RP right now?}
stuffofoddities:
Lumped these all together for ease of reblogging:
"My parents know."
"Don’t go."
"You’re under arrest."
"Just let me die."
"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."
"Make me."
"Kiss me you idiot."
"I didn’t do it."
"That isn’t mine."
"Marry me?"
"Truth hurts,...
Tea For Two || Closed <3
The sweetness of the edge of the breeze held all the promise of a prosperous spring. Or, so thought Rosie Cotton as she placed her favorite teapot upon the oaken table just outside her front step. Flipping was due for tea any moment now, & there could be nary a more beautiful day for it. The sun shone a buttery light, & The sky a silken blue.