Happy birthday, Ossë! I am late to the party, so to speak. Is there a party?
“There could be a party. Will there be sweets at the party?”

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Happy birthday, Ossë! I am late to the party, so to speak. Is there a party?
“There could be a party. Will there be sweets at the party?”
//Interrupting this delightful toy-fest for a PSA:
Wow, anon, wow.
First of all, everyone is welcome to their own interpretations of characters; if Nessa-mun wants Nessa to have fun and be a party girl when there's nothing more serious to capture her attention, that's fine. All of her threads that I've seen have been light, fun things, and not ones that require a serious muse if the mun isn't wanting that.
Secondly, you're seriously claiming that her FC is a shame to Tolkien? I see people use various musicians, actors, models, and even themselves, and it's all fine. In fact, I admire the ability of people to choose FCs or be their own; I really can't. I'm terrible at it. I'm lucky enough to have amazing friends who are gifted and draw pretty Ossës for me.
Thirdly, are you seriously making the POC argument? I cannot with you, anon. I do not have the patience or strength to refute you right now, so I'll just say "Stop." and pass the ball to Yaiwë-mun if required.
Carry on everyone.
Nessa beamed, nodding avidly. "But of course! I like cuddling everyone! And dancing. And general acts of affection."
"These are good hobbies...hey, we should play a game of "Who Can Hug the Most Eldar."
Nessa giggled and rolled over onto her stomach to look up at him. "I'm glad you liked it. Every else is always too busy to watch me dance these days! I miss having an audience."
"Really?" he asked incredulously, "that's most surprising! I'm certain you would be welcome here any day and would have a most appreciative audience." He smiled, a slight pink on his cheeks as he gave her the compliment.
Nessa danced until her feet were too tired and then she fell into the patch of grass next to him. "Magnificent!"
He finished the piece he was playing after the Vala had finished her dance and laying a palm across the strings to quiet the last sounds he sighed softly and gently lifted it aside. "Your dance was beautiful híril nín," he said with a smile, "I'm honoured that you would do so for me."
"Can I cuddle you?" (Nessathedancer)
"Cuddle...me? I suppose? Though you should also drag Ossë along. He's a...cuttlefish.
Nessa began to twirl about, her wild curls and silk streams of cloth fluttering about her as she danced. "You play so beautifully!" she said as she danced around Glorfindel with a bright smile.
He watched her move, light and free and happy and felt honoured that she'd come and danced for him so see, for the lady of the vala was very graceful.
"Le hannon," he said with a smile and continued to weave the tune for her.
TooMuchTesting
"My writer," the Maia began in irritation, "is far too interested in testing how this platform works. I would much rather watch Moriel dance with Nessa than do this..." But as oft was the case, his writer ignored his wishes.