#mikhailvalhidris

[lordofthegoldenflower]

@mikhailvalhidris

Glorfindel just froze after he had reflexively caught his balance from Mikhail’s shove. The violent gesture shouldn’t have been surprising, since it wasn’t exactly out of character for him even if it had been some time since his nose had been broken. Yet the shove had shot through him like a bucket of ice water had been dumped over his head. 

He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think as he waited for another blow.

It felt as though he had stood there for hours when he finally was able to take a short breath, and tried to hide his reaction behind a tight smile. “Right, sorry for startling you,” he said, hating the fact that his voice was shaking. “I’ll just leave then.”

Turning on his heel, he strode back to the main house without waiting to hear any response. Maybe if he took the right path he could make it back to his rooms before the panic he felt bubbling thorugh his veins. He just needed the world to leave him alone until he could manage to get his head on straight.

[sashaofravenlock]

sashaofravenlock asked:

“You look upset.  What’s wrong?”

"I made fajitas but...I used my cast iron pan. Can you eat it or..?" Mik looked forlornly at the food, trying to figure out if he'd ruined her dinner or not, poking some sizzling chicken.

@mikhailvalhidris

“I think I should be fine, like the black seasoning is like a barrier between the food and iron, right?“ Sasha murmured, reaching out to gingerly poke the fajitas to see if it hurt. “I think I should be fine...“

[driftinglightofthewoods]

-bakes him a three layer cake- Happy Birthday!

"Your bakings never cease to amaze me, Mik. Ohhh, are those raspberries?"

[weheirsofdurin]

@mikhailvalhidris

Fili held five steaming skewers in a single hand as he paid the merchnt that he had recieved them from. He was a wee bit peckish so he figured to get a small snack now and eat on the way home. It should tide him over until dinner at least.

Just as he took a bite from one he noticed someone looking his way. “What?” He asked, it sounded crass but that was more so because his mouth was full. After all he was in disguise right now to his that he was Fili. He was going by his full name of Filius, though few even knew that about him. To the people he was just a common dwarf that worked in a mine near by, stopping to get food every few days. 

[antleredthrone]

"The tone of your voice makes it seem like you don't believe a word of what you're saying."

“I don’t miss him,” Thranduil said again, frowning at what Mikhail’s words hinted at, his face still shoved into the pillow. He hadn’t moved since he’d finally woken up, his head pulsing dully from the alcohol of the night before. He and Mikhail had a fun evening together the night before and both had some drinks- perhaps Thranduil had one or two more. Everything had been good that night, until...

“I don’t even remember saying his name at all. There’s no way I called you that. I wasn’t that drunk.”

@mikhailvalhidris

[thranduilisity]

“I’ll take one to go.” [Closed]

It was close to opening day. Thranduil had finally finished putting up his menu boards. Long blondish silver hair fell over his shoulder after a stretch. Overlooking the lobby, he spotted another being, on their way to a door that belonged to a diner.

Oh yes, he had bought his building right across from it, for competition. He was full of himself that his business would steal the customers.

Pride was his greatest flaw when it came to competitions. The diner was quaint. But it was time for it to slowly stumble to the ground.

[bitterfoam]

*doorbell rings*

-ignores Gísli's 'I wonder who that could be' and answers it- Hi guys.

[easterlingwanderer]

*holds hand*

*squeezes hand* Hullo ta ye me onn. How ye be?