#driftinglightofthewoods

[thegreatstrongbow]

"As if I ever would tangle in wedlock with a dwarf!" implying you would out of wedlock (Miston shut up)

"Well, never say never - but certainly not one related to that wretched old bastard."

[first-son-of-finwe]

“ bouquet “, (but like, full force pelted at his face, from Nethel)

The flowers smacked him in the face and fell to the ground. Fëanor tried not to laugh.

“….Is this some kind of spontaneous violent affection? Are you wishing me a happy birthday the only way you know how?”

[admirableringmaker]

"You eat me?! You eat me like the onion ring?! Jail, jail for master for a thousand years!" (Maltaril only shows up when its funny me thinks 💀)

"........I was hungry."

[pxnxply]

size (Miston to Duilin)

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver’s.

"Valar," Duilin laughed, pressing their hands together and then closing his fingers, lacing them together. "I have much spindly fingers, don't you think? Good for the bow, not so much for showing off."

[legendariium]

"I see you've met Nethel. ... I'm sorry." ((lmao Miston))

“Ohh, you’re the brother she was talking about!” Inunir said, the puzzle pieces visibly fitting into place in his head. He didn’t seem to be perturbed by the situation.

“… That makes a lot of sense, actually.”

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[princeoflasgalen]

"I don't drink but stuff like this makes me think I should start."

“What’s happened, I’ve only just gotten in.” Legolas looked over his shoulder his a little laugh, his bow half slung across his back.

“Who is fighting with who?”

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[lordofthegoldenflower]

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Finn dropped to the ground to lay on his back in the shade from a tree. He was breathing hard and his muscles were tired from his run. He felt good after the exertion, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t take this time to just be still and enjoy the spring weather while he tried to catch his breath. The park was one of his favorite favorite places to be this time of year, even if it did get a bit crowded.

[ravencounsellor]

"You think I would lie to you?" (-shoves Innith at Erestor-)

“Not if there was ill intent behind it, no, you’re too kind for that,” Erestor said nonchalantly, eyeing Innith with a sharp and calculating gaze. He twirled a quill between long, ring-laden fingers.

“But if I had reason to suspect you were... conspiring with my husband behind my back..? Perhaps.”

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