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“It would certainly explain why I’m constantly hungry,” Tilda mused off-handedly as she continued to scrutinise Kili. “Hmm, it should fit…” She muttered under her breath. “Perhaps some adjustments here and there…
He crosses his arms over his chest and adjusts his stance in some sort of subconscious effort to disguise his apprehension. “I swear, Tilda, if you’re going to put me in some sort of strange outfit..”
‘ stay with me tonight? ’
He’s slightly surprised, not at all expecting it. He stands in the doorway, one hand braced on the wood and the other resting on his belt. He hesitates, unsure whether to accept her request, but seeing her there, looking so small as she asks him of this, he can’t help but agree. His whole posture softens, shoulders relaxing and head tilting slightly to the side as he sends her a soft smile.
“Of course I’ll stay, if you really want me to.”
💌💌💌💌💌💌💌💌💌💌
u are a precious lil bean omg thank u
FEEL for the question for muses ?
FEEL. -How does your character react to a persons touch? A random stranger’s? A loved one’s? A friend’s?
Kili has always been rather affection - always open to arms around the shoulder, a warm hug, a friendly press of two foreheads against each other. In regards to a strangers touch, he’s more than welcoming as long as they’re respectful. He’s more open to affection from friends and loved ones than he is to affection from strangers, of course.
If it’s touch coming from a friend, someone he’s close with, he’ll lean into it and embrace it fully. A touch from a strange is more often than not politely ignored, unless done as an act of anger.
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MY MUSE IS BEING HELD IN SOLITARY CONFINEMENT AND HASN’T SEEN ANYONE FOR WEEKS. SEND ⚠ TO FIND THEM.
Legolas lay against a wall, his tunic torn at some parts and his mind half-dazed by the darkness. As he shifted, his body aching as he did, he sighed at the soft rattling of the cuff around his wrist. How ironic was it that even at his weakened state, his captors still thought he was a danger? His eyes closed as he slipped half into a slumber, even as he heard a door somewhere open, unsure of what exactly was going on around him.
“How about Halla for a name?” (sneaking online for the first time in two weeks)
Starter Sentences [Pregnancy]
“Halla would be a good, strong name; yes, I like it.”
{ bowmaidentilda }
