kili with tauriel: omg... youre so lovely, you look as if youre crafted from amber, my perfect autumn gem
kili with fleur: lmao u smelly droopy-titz
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kili with tauriel: omg... youre so lovely, you look as if youre crafted from amber, my perfect autumn gem
kili with fleur: lmao u smelly droopy-titz
@fearduath wants a starter.
❝ THE WOODS ARE A QUIET bunch of friends. ❞ adelhart rounded a particularly tall fir, careful of where his feet fall. they carry him toward a broken stone where a massive, rotten log lay. ❝ but they remember everything you tell them. and keep the best secrets. ❞
he comes and leans against the bark, hands behind his back, and looks at the girl he knows is there. still listening, he hoped. like a trustworthy tree. ❝ i almost thought you one, to be honest. a young oak growing in the dark. if you’re worried about me hurting you, i won’t. ❞
michael stands, heeled boots sounding on the hard floor beneath as he moves closer and circles her chair, slow and deliberate, a slender hand grazing across the tops of her shoulders. he almost laughs at her words, only allowing a short huff to part his lips.
“ oh, i don’t want anything. not from you. i just want you to sit there and watch, helpless, as the world burns before you. ”
@fearduath / cont.
@fearduath. / continued.
[ sms: unknown ]: oh my god i’m so sorry [ sms: unknown ]: that was supposed to go to someone else [ sms: unknown ]: my name’s connor....but did you really look at it for 20 minutes ??
✦ ✧ continued from x with @fearduath
"I meant no offense." The answer is short, clipped in nature —- he's exhausted with having his words twisted as if they were vines covered in the sharpest of thorns. She isn't the only one he has the issue with; there are plenty who find offense in even the most innocent words spoken. 'Sometimes', he thinks to himself, 'it is exhausting being King.' He wonders, for only a moment, if his father had to deal with the same, though he already knew the answer.
Thranduil remembered his father as if he were living only yesterday. He had been friendly, humorous, compassionate. Only when required of him was he ever aggressive. He had been confident, but humble. Quite the opposite of Thranduil.
"Perhaps the fault is mine," a surprising admittance, "for I do not doubt you. In fact, it is quite the opposite. But courage during such dark times is very hard to come by. It is scarce among my own; it would be understandable if it were scarce within you as well."
「 @fearduath 」 / 🌙 !
THE DAY FADES . it is ‘neath a cloak of approaching darkness she journeys , an old preference found in deepening shadows . & solitude ──── quick flash of irritation , obscured by cowl , as thuringwethil nods to the other in lieu of greeting .
❝ passing , traveller ? ❞
Hands remained neatly folded in front of her as she appraoched the young woman she hadn’t seen in a long time. Unsure what to say, there was still a smile on her lips, delighted to see her again even though she didn’t know if this was a pleasant reunion. It would be so unlike her to be anything but welcoming to someone who used to live in her home. ❝ It feels like a lifetime since I have last seen you. ❞ Celebrían introduces herself, briefly nodding towards her. ❝ I wonder what brings you to Rivendell. Has something happened? ❞
» sc. || @fearduath
.。*゚❦.*.。 STARTER CALL | @fearduath
standing before the twitching carcass, legolas searched the spider, watching its life slowly slip away as he recovered an arrow from its body. investigating it, finding the splintering wood and furrowing brows in discontent, he tossed it aside and stepped away from its shape. turning back to the other, who he had scarcely noticed pulled from the skirmish, he was surprised to see her unresponsive. still, looking COLD as death, and silent.
gore painted his face, and he turned his head, glancing her over.
❝ ———— are you alright ? ❞