#amakeroftoys

[elderberryale]

Have you ever walked in on any of your brothers while they were having sex?

*cringes**shudders**cringes* Yes... *CRINGES*

[sticky-fingered-dwarf]

About the Boy// Bofur & Nori

Bofur's place was far too easy to break into.  One would think, after being close to Nori for years, the hitman would at least know to invest in a decent security system.  Nori shook his head exasperatedly as he wandered through the older man's apartment.  There were no obvious clue, but then again, while his friend was a bit of a psychopath, Bofur was smart.  He knew how to hide shit.  The bedroom was more likely to have some kind of clue in it.  The bedroom had clothes scattered hither and yon, some bloodstained which meant Bofur had been working recently.  Of course he had.  Nori knew that much because he'd been following his friend, albeit unintentionally.  

He was following Kili, who was spending an inordinate amount of time with Bofur.  And apparently the crazy fuck was taking Thorin's youngest nephew with him on his kills.  And thanks to Fili's clusterfuck of a text conversation, apparently Bofur was fucking the kid too.  A hoodie thrown on the end of the bed caught the thief's eye and he picked it up.  A quick check of the tag told him it was too small to belong to Bofur.  The curly hair stuck in the material told him exactly whose it was.  Yep, his friend had a death with.  It was definitely time for the two to have a conversation.  He tossed the hoodie back on the bed and went into the kitchen to grab a beer from the man's fridge.  Nori would just have to wait for his friend.  He opened the bottle and went into the living room, slouching on the couch and propping his feet on the coffee table to wait comfortably.  He pulled his pistol from the holster and kept it on his lap to be on the safe side though.

[iamthebattlehardened]

Text || Dwalin and Bofur

Dwalin: I miss your cock.

Dwalin: But what's new there?

[iamthebattlehardened]

[text] I feel like you’re pretending I didn’t bail you out of jail last night for trying to staple a cushion to the top of their car so you had a “comfy place to sit”

[text] That was one time. 

[text] It’s not gonna happen again and you know it.

[iamthebattlehardened]

amakeroftoys replied to your post:In detail, what's your favorite sexual thing to do with a man? With a woman?

That’s a filthy lie!

What's a filthy lie?

[iamthebattlehardened]

[text] You climbed the fence and then started crying because you were scared of hamsters, I really don’t know what you took, but you need a babysitter.

[text] I think I’d remember something like that Bofur.

[text] I wasn’t the one that was drunk, you were the one that was drunk!

[filibigbrother]

[text] Too lazy to booty call, so have this text instead

[text] You make me feel so special...

[filibigbrother]

[text] Is “head down ass up” an appropriate way to say good morning?

[text] You're the reason I fear checking my phone in the morning.