#massive apologies

[tobylovesick]

I promise ill post some tdi after this one my lovelies <33

[ladysternchen]

Betrayal- Annoyed

Prompt #3, Medium: Against the Odds. Let your character experience a setback. Once you begin creating about the setback, you can open the next prompt.

In hindsight, Lúthien thought that she might have known that her plan would not work out. After all, things like that never had worked out even in childhood, she mused, again realising how often she had been in a situation such as this back then. However much her parents had promised not to get angry if only Lúthien were to tell the truth, they always had, anyway. The same had held true for Daeron’s parents, and Galadhon and his wife. So really, she might have known better from the start. True, her father had not strictly speaking broken his promise to her (at least not yet), but still she cursed him into Angband itself as she learned in the morning that he had made his men search for Beren and capture him, to be brought before the thrones. Daeron, her father… who else would betray her trust ere this matter was settled? She would not, however, be the Princess of Doriath if she couldn’t do some quick thinking- so she forestalled the guards that were leading Beren to Menegroth as a captive and took his hand, pressing it firmly. His palms were wet, and Lúthien felt the turmoil of his soul. “It will be alright!” she assured him, leading him before her parents, well aware that all of Menegroth seemed to be assembled in the Hall. Lúthien first looked at her mother, who sat upon her throne silently, no clue to her feelings showing on her fair face. But as their eyes met, Lúthien perceived her mother’s thoughts, and knew that Melian was truly biting back laughter.  Silly Maia! Lúthien called her in her thoughts, not bothered at all whether her mother would actually be aware of what she was thinking. But then she looked on to her father, and for the very first time in all the millennia of her life, she was somewhat cowed by him, for it seemed to her that she stood not before the father she loved but only before her King as a wrongdoer. Lúthien shook the feeling off quickly and hoped with all her might that Beren, who was by now quaking with fear, would do the same and get a grip. They had no margins for error in this. 

She noticed her very own error too late. Upon setting foot in the Hall, playing along the lines of yesterday’s conversation had seemed prudent, but even as she spoke, praising Beren’s deeds, she realised how weak she had made her own position. Behave like a child and you’ll be treated like a child, she chided herself, but the damage was already done. This time when she looked into her parents’ faces, she got no clue as to what either of them were thinking, but her heart leapt a little when her father bade her let Beren speak for himself. If he did not make the same mistake as she had, they might still stand a chance to end this to everyones satisfaction. Well, almost everyone’s. The next moment, however she would have loved to kick Beren in the shins, or else a bit higher up, she thought savagely. He had obviously got his courage back, but now he so grandiosely overdid it that Lúthien groaned inwardly. And of course her father rose to the bait. Lúthien would gladly have buried her face in her hand and denied that she ever had anything to do with either of them. Males! she thought. Males of any race. Need they all be so idiotic?  She wasn’t even truly shocked when her father named a Silmaril as her bride-price, was even somewhat relieved. Yes, Beren in his pride had of course set out to fulfil his oath, but even he must know this was ridiculous, just like her father knew. She would let tempers cool a bit, then set out to get all their heads on the right way again, and hopefully, they would all be able to settle the matter without anyone getting harmed. 

[sprinklewinkles]

cracks knuckles,, ive been busy and slacking on drawing, but i promise those art winner drawings are on their way, ive jsut been busy with work, and not had alot of free time, and in my free time my brother has been hounding me to play splatoon2 with him as i bought a new switch the other day (after he hogged my original one)

[light-my-firehouse]

I'm so sorry if you've gotten numerous asks from me, I genuinely can't tell if they've sent or not 😭

[24australia-blog]

Sia gets real with her fans about 'crazy diarrhoea'

[heredayembracesnight]

I’d like to formally apologize to everybody who has interacted with me this weekend. I’ve eaten nothing but tortilla pizzas, mac ‘n cheese, and fistfuls of almond bark pretzels. Also my phone has died, I literally slept for thirteen hours on Saturday, have watched 2 different versions of a Christmas Carol in 72 hours, and The Santa Clause.

But at least I finished a fairly complete draft of Swawesome Santa.

ANYWAY if you had to deal with my frazzled, spacey, malnutrition-ed self this weekend, I am so, so sorry. 

[tikistitch]

Blingin' Cas: Welp, I finished my MOLTIN'.

Dean: Pretty SWEET, Cas.  You're totally BLINGED OUT!

Blingin' Cas: My WHITE feathers stand for PURITY.  My BLACK feathers for HUMANITY.  My SHINY BLING-BLING feathers are for LOOOOOOVE!

Sam: And what're these PINK feather?

Blingin' Cas: We don't talk about the PINK feathers.

Dean: All rightie then.

[tacticaltaguels]

Because I forgot and am I massive idiot

((right so a trip to scotland was a thing so I apologize to anyone who I owe replies and meme's too))