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ok i’m gonna put answering asks on hold i feel very (physically) uncomfortable right now and i can’t focus 😔
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Celegorm flaw: gets mud on the carpets
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“I do not,” Celegorm throws his hands in protest, despite his obviously dusty boots. “Have you looked at Huan?”
He points to the even more obviously muddy dog.
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Curufin flaw: human racist 😔
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He scoffs! What a ridiculous claim. “So are we calling telling the truth racism now?”
Without missing a beat, Curufin proceeds to list some probably true but also incredibly racist prejudiced claims about the Edain, such as that they must have bugs infesting their disgusting hairs, the fact they would still be crawling in the mud scrounging for worms if it were not for the Eldar, and other things.
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"Curufin, your flaw is being too tall."
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“Oh, really?” He blinks, and it becomes strangely difficult to tell whether or not Curufin is being sincere or sarcastic. A placid smile spreads across his face. “Thank you. I’m glad you think so.”
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Point out a flaw of my muse and see their reaction!
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My ass hurts from this stupid ass bed
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okay now I'm curious and I dunno if this is really such an archaic foreign thing to young people today or if I'm just out of touch
Please reblog, I'd love to see a lot of responses!
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“What if I enjoy sitting alone in my room being a boring old man?” Despite knowing full well that he was not going to get an answer, Curufin still proposed the question— and wondered if Aegnor even registered it at all.
In fact, he wondered if Aegnor knew what ‘resting’ and ‘relaxing’ meant.
Much to his relief, fortune would have it that the marketplace was quiet this evening, at least when compared to the hustle and bustle that Curufin had become accustomed to seeing. Still, it was too crowded for his tastes— rarely were there more than a few servants in the halls of the royal palace at a time, and those who were there knew to give their prince ample space when he walked by.
He was eyeing a cart of pastries when Aegnor suddenly stopped in his tracks. “Aica-! At least tell me if you’re going to stop like that.”
Peering over the cart, Curufin could not deny that the sausages were tempting, but… “are there offerings for more…” he pursed his lips, “solid meats? Sausages are unbefitting for a prince.”
The door clattered open as Aegnor burst into the room and beelined it for his dear cousin. "Curu!" He threw his arms around him, cradling Curufin against his chest and smacking a kiss to the top of his head. "You can stop crying now that your best friend has arrived."
With a cup of fresh tea next to him, Curufin laid on the crimson chaise, happy to finally relax with a good book in his hands. It had been a terribly busy day: dealing with visitors, speaking with his son’s tutors, finishing the last of his jewelry orders. But what mattered was that they were done, and finally he would get a moment of solitude to-
He shot up with alarm from the banging of the door as it clicked open, and before Curufin could say anything, he found himself trapped within Aegnor’s embrace. “Augh-! Get off-!” He struggled in his grasp, eyes instinctively squeezing shut when the other leaned down to assault his head with his lips. “I wasn’t crying! What do you want?”
Notably, he did not deny Aegnor’s assertion that they were, in fact, best friends. (@descendantsoffinwe)
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The domestication of corn is one of the coolest things humans have done
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frodo shaving his foot hair one day out of curiosity and then immediately being bullied by everyone he knows
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Once again hate anons love to hate the most benign thing ever (kidnap fam) and not actually problematic things (week for two unapologetic kidnappers of women whose blog username is literally consensual nonconsent week hosted by me)
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Proship DNI while you’re a silvergiftibg shipper is fucking crazy
#archi screaming#YOU ARE SHIPPING ONE OF THE MOST OVERTLY ABUSIVE MANIPULATIVE PAIRINGS UN THE LEGENDARIUM AND YOU SAY PROSHIP DNI??? HUH#go talk about samfro with the normies damn leave us freaks alone…
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Made a sticker pack about Chinese summer ) Heh, I really miss Beijing's tanghulu 🥲
#rebloogle#this is really cute#but there should be someone sweating their ass off bc that’s how everyone here feels rn LOL#i want to go out and go shopping and eat tanghulu but i don’t even want to be outside 🫠
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When Angrod had decided to visit, Finrod was entirely unprepared for the coming of his brother. The guest rooms were entirely filled with lords from other lands he had invited, and in the end he had to resort the solution from his childhood living in Alqualondë: room sharing.
Save that his room was certainly not meant to be shared, and his bed too ill-equipped to someone of Angrod’s size. For his brother, his once so small and pouty brother, had grown to be taller than even he, when it seemed to Finrod that only last noontide was Angrod a little crayfish scrounging about in the sands. If he was not so occupied with trying to figure out how best to fit them both into his room, the thought might’ve just brought a tear to his eye.
“Anga, you’re still taking up over half of my bed,” he laughed, “if you but turn onto your back, or your stomach, I may very well be crushed beneath you!”
Indeed, Angrod’s generously sized chest was part of the problem.
“You know I could just take the couch, yes? Since I am clearly not as bountifully blessed with assets such as yours.”
[ SHARED ] receiver is unexpectedly staying with sender overnight, sender insisted receiver sleep on the bed while they take the floor but receiver winds up insisting they join them in bed. // puts finrod out to bathe in the sun. maybe anga can have a surprise nargothrond visit
"Would you quit being so ridiculous? The bed is not that small. Look." Angrod shifted to lay on his side, patting the mattress. "Plenty of room for your skinny ass."
He'd gotten into the bed only because Finrod had been so insistent, but there is no way he can fall asleep with his dumb brother shivering on the floor.
#descendantsoffinwe#finrod cameo#if you remember when i wrote finrod you’ve known me for too long#finrod: silly little bro and his massive boobs :)
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Why doesn’t modern furniture have cute details like this anymore
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