#destroyingflame

[gummy-sunnybear]

Leo's just watching Nexus like:

"As much as I do despise this little... Moon... He is quite the performative one..."

:) DestroyingFlame.... Join me...

#2 fan here ((o(*>ω<*)o))

[gummy-sunnybear]

I HAD TOO! Orange is Leo and Purple is Nexus:

"You gonna hit me or what, hot stuff?"

"Shut it..."

"No no take you're time... I'm enjoying the view from down here... Quite enjoyable to just take a closer look at you and just observe every detail on you..."

"I said shut it! Why must you people ramble so much? I can barely hear myself at times..."

Nexus can ramble a lot :3

[theelvenscholar]

- pinches your butt -

“...Somehow I’m underwhelmed.”

[first-son-of-finwe]

"You take such joy in pretending you're okay."

“I am okay,” he growled, stalking to the other side of the room to grab the half-drunk bottle of wine discarded there from the previous night. “I am absolutely fine, I don’t know why you’d insist on assuming otherwise.” Fëanor took a deep drink from the bottle, shuddering slightly as the alcohol coursed through his system, leaning his other hand heavily on a chair for balance. “I may be literally falling apart at the seams,” he went on, his voice getting progressively louder and more agitated as he spoke. “With no sense or purpose and going insane cooped up in this miserable, suffocating existence with the bane of my life, but I am completely and utterly fine. And the last thing I need is for you to start analyisng my frame of mind, so...go and skulk, do whatever it is you do. I don’t care.”

destroyingflame

[first-son-of-finwe]

destroyingflame replied to your post “Feanor coming back to life really badly after his body got burnt away,...”

Melkor would love to take care of him and keep him in a quaint little house away from everyone else. They can then have their bitchy chats and gossip about everything and everyone.

Oh god, everything about this is Feanor’s worst nightmare >_< No more handsome face, and in the care of his worst enemy.

Although I’m also just thinking of two grumpy retirement dudes limping around everywhere and complaining constantly about everything. Melkor would be there with his burnt hands and stab wounds, Feanor is barely together at all, and they’d sit around and drink buckets of whiskey daily and yell at each other to pass the butter. 

Fun times.