#affectionatetoffee

[greenleafthranduilion]

✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖

nOT YOU TOO

SENPAI NOTICED ME

[empirexshadow]

affectionatetoffee ~~~~ `3`

How Well Do You Know Your OCs

3.Does your muse focus mainly on one long term goal or multiple short term ones? What do they think about the reachability of their goals and what are they?

Xerra has both long-term and short-term goals. Sometimes she thinks that some of those goals are short-term however they turn out something she likes to achieve every now and then, and they have to get more challenging.

One of Xerra’s hobbies is stealing artifacts. She obtained a few by pure chance, others to earn a living or by her Master’s request she couldn’t deny but whenever she hears of something strange being hidden in a Sith tomb, she has to change her ship’s course to get to the bottom of it (I didn’t mean to pun). This is an example of a doable although a perilous accomplishment.

Another aim of hers is to find her lost Jedi brother (in all RP’s but 2 threads she has to keep this goal secret). Xerra has no idea where he is and what obstacles will be on her way of getting to him but the Force is guiding her. And if it does, then there are no arguments like ‘reachable’ or ‘not reachable’…

[keeperofmirkwood-blog]

Worst Pies

Send "Worst Pies" for my muse to attempt to make a pie but they are very bad at it

affectionatetoffee

The wizard had been working for a while, desperately trying to bake; definitely not one of his talents. He was becoming increasingly more frustrated with each passing moment, as nothing seemed to be going right. He had adamantly refused to use eggs - those were UNBORN BIRDS!! Not to mention that he had tripped and gotten himself covered in flour, and burnt the pie. Everything was ruined. Now, he sat on the floor, sobbing quite hysterically into his hands.

[ofaurum-moved-blog]

affectionatetoffee replied to your post:— I’ve been hanging out on my anime blogs;; 

[ pokes head out ]

GIANT DRAGON LAYS ON 

[silvanxlf]

i want the k `3`

Memeaffectionatetoffee​

            Although the elven kin was rather famous of          their resistance when it came to wine, every            had to give in to the sweet liquor at some             point. Tauriel was not much better, even                   though she had once been the one scolding                 the other guards for drinking. But, well, right             now, as she spent her time in Imladris rather          than in Mirkwood, and no longer was she the     captain, she could use her life a bit more.

      Or, she would if she did not do things like the       one that took place that time.

          The slurred words that left her mouth apparently        were supposed to be one more thank-you that     night for the hospitality the lord of Rivendell offered her despite her being nothing but a banished warrior. Chuckling, she resigned from  talking, realizing that it was definitely too difficult        to her at that moment, and pressed her lips against            the other’s, her tongue slithering into his mouth         past his own lips. A soft purr escaped her as she      wrapped her arms around him, enjoying the contact    for some more time before pulling away and leaning    her head on his shoulder, her eyes closed.

           “Your kisses are better than wine,”                       she mumbled only.

[bxfur-blog]

★ THIS ELF IS THE PRICE OF MY HOSPITALITY OKAY

(I AM SO DONE)

[Send me a ★ for my muse’s reaction to yours picking them up and throwing them over their shoulder.]

The only noise Bofur managed to emit was the strangled whine of a man completely at a loss for any other verbal response. Utterly perplexed, the dwarf blinked twice to see the world at such a different angle (let alone height) before realisation dawned that, yes, he probably should be kicking up a fuss. "Excu-excuse me, your highness! what's this about?!" 

[durinstar]

#quick go follow the gimli #go o go

//Ajfsdksdfh what are you doing -squishes-