[ NOT ALONE ] : during a moment of intense distress for the sender, they wordlessly reaches out and takes receiver's hand, both as a gesture of gratitude for being with them, and a gesture of self-comfort. (Eöl and Curvo)
The feeling of Eöl’s hand upon his own was so foreign that Curufin nearly withdrew his hand. It was unlike him to be in such a clear case of anguish, and the sight even pertubed Curufin himself.
“Are you alright?” He murmured, voice sounding strange to even himself with how gentle it was, and returned Eöl’s gesture with a squeeze of his hand. “Hey, you… don’t have to see them if you don’t want to.”
If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning
If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME
If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life
If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply
If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!
My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together
If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life
That's his bro! His bff! What would life be without him!
Eggy and Mablung!
If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning
If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME
If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life
If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply
If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!
My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together
If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life
I think Eggy would like to be closer to Mablung but he is a hard nut to crack.
Anga and Beleg
If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning
If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME
If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life
If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply
If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!
My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together
If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life
Beleg is soooo annoying to him. But he would die for him so. He won't let himself consider Beleg is more than just some guy to him though.
Anga and Mablung !
If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning
If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME
If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life
If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply
If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!
My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together
If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life
He is intrigued 😳 what a cool guy who does cool things and looks super cool too.
White-knuckled fist hovered in the empty space before the door to his chambers. Her chambers? Their chambers. The entity possessing her shell of a body required so little sleep, so few changes of clothes.. Whole days had dissolved into a week since the ceremony that bound them.
If the choice were hers, she never would've returned.
Love was always something she held as sacred. Ideallic and untouched by duty. Marriage the same. No one without the other.
And yet...
She inhaled softly, eyes shut as she tried to find the nerve, the will to knock on the door of the man she'd unwittingly been bound to. Not afraid of him but not unafraid either. He was as good as a stranger to her; Chosen for his strengths in battles she didn't care for to protect her foolhardy and careless heart.
The man she'd been left no choice but to return to, in want of shelter and rest when all other sanctuary denied her.
She felt dizzy with fatigue and dizzier still with fear of the unknown.
Beleg slung the bag over his shoulder and grinned at Huotana. "Let's go on an adventure while Naneth sleeps, hm? You ever seen an Entwife?"
Probably not. She was still so tiny he couldn't quite believe it. He headed out the door. "You really like hair, huh? Are you supposed to be eating that?"
Naneth would have definitely said no, but Naneth was also asleep, and Huotana was not yet able to use her words. She squealed as they went outside, a very happy sound as she let go of his hair and grabbed his shirt instead and began pulling at his shoulders as if trying almost to climb.
Túrin got a little upset and frustrated (sorry Níniel he thought he could do better- he will.) He doesn't want her always sad. He looked at Beleg's drawing when he was finished and was overcome with grief and longing for him. Unfortunately it smudged his charcoal. Orodreth is pretty to him with his fancy hair and jewels.
The Elfling's eyes were wide with incredulity. "You? But I would have thought you'd know almost everything there is!" What was there for one of the very first Elves to awaken left to learn?
The word left her sharper than she intended, breath catching as she lunged forward. Her fingers closed around his wrist just as the spoon hovered before his lips, the wooden bowl trembling with the heat of the broth.
“Do not,” Auriel insisted, golden brows drawn tight with alarm. Her other hand came up to steady his, guiding the spoon away from his mouth with careful but unmistakable urgency. The scent of the soup—earthy, rich, deceptively pleasant—rose between them.
“Is that the mushroom you used to make this?” she demanded, eyes flicking from the bowl to the scattered remnants on the cutting board beside the hearthstone. Her stomach dropped. She stepped away only long enough to snatch up one of the discarded caps, turning it in her fingers. Pale gills. Faint silvering along the stem. A blush of green at the base that would go unnoticed in poor light.
Her expression drained.
“It is,” she breathed. Then, more firmly, “It is poisonous.”
Not deadly—unless one was foolish. Or unlucky. She set the mushroom down as though it might bite her and turned back to him, incredulous and faintly furious in equal measure.
“Did you not see the sheen beneath the cap? The ring along the stalk?” She shook her head, golden hair catching the firelight. “In shadowed woods they resemble the meadow-kind, but they are not the same.”
Her grip softened, though she did not release him entirely.
“In small amounts it will sicken you,” she said, voice lowering now, the heat of her panic shifting into concern. “Cramping. Fever. Hallucinations, if enough is taken. In greater quantity…” She did not finish.
