#crooced

[blitzo-s-horse-fetish]

God they're so cute

[lathalea]

💎 My Dear King,

I hope that you are willing to answer an ask on your relationship with your nephews.

First of all, I would like to complement you on doing such a great job helping raise them. But as we have heard many times your nephews Fili and Kili were quite the little troublemakers when they were young and I can imagine that it must have been hard for you to punish them because you clearly love them very much.

Just a little reminder in case you forgot ...

Source: deviantart - Little Angels by Wolfanita

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Anyways, I know that they are adults now, but I can imagine that when they are together, they still get into trouble 😁 Do you still feel the urge to strangle ground them sometimes ?

PS. I'm pretty sure that you won't be able to stay angry at them for a very long time. Your nephews are adorable 😊

I understand that you are a very busy king, but I hope that you will give us a little insight in your family life, because, like you, we all love your family very much.

Thank you My King

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Dearest Lady Enchantzz,

How nice it is to hear from you again, my lady!

I hope that you are well despite the harsh winter weather. My youngest nephew insisted on sending you a parcel containing a thick blanket made of the finest mountain goat wool, a bottle of mulled wine, and a kitten (yes, a KITTEN) to keep you warm. When Crooc, the raven who is currently waiting by my desk to head out with my letter to you, heard about my dear nephew’s proposal, commented on it with these words: “Do I look like a donkey to you, Prince Kili?” “A winged one, yes,” chuckled my sister-son.

“If I’m a winged donkey to you, you are a complete ass!” Crooc retorted. 

At that Fili laughed out loudly, saying, “You’re not wrong, Crooc.”

His brother retaliated by grabbing him and pressing against the wall.

“I am NOT an ass!” Kili shouted.

Fili did not respond with words – he simply pushed Kili away. Kili stumbled backwards and landed on the top of my desk, still holding on to Fili. They scuffled for a while, ignoring both my shouts polite requests to stop this nonsense and Crooc’s annoyed cawing. In the process, they destroyed a few of my newest quills, scattered my parchments and broke my ink bottle. Its contents spilled over the desk and a pile of important documents. When the puddle of ink reached the raven, painting its talons blue, he beat his wings and started circling my battling sister-sons (who at that time resembled a heap of arms and legs on the floor), croaking loudly.

I managed to separate these two somehow and remove them from my study in haste. Only then did I find a moment to clean my face and garments from the splattered ink, with moderate success. What was worse, I discovered that my letter was destroyed in the process. That is why the letter you are holding in your graceful hands is my second attempt at writing to you. This time I succeeded, but I will have to think of an adequate punishment for these two rascals.

You asked me whether I would like to strangle my sister-sons at times? No, not at all! That thought has never crossed my mind. Certainly not today — neither on the day they filled my boots with wine (the sour smell is still there, by the way), and nor on the day when they placed several cave rats in my mother’s wardrobe, claiming they needed a new home after one of the mine tunnels collapsed. You can rest assured that I do not wish to injure them in any way. With the exception of maiming them, perhaps.

Do not be alarmed, dear lady, it was merely a jest. They are my heirs, after all. Is it of any significance that now my valet, the laundry workers, and my tailor will have their hands full with attempting to remove the ink stains from my best royal garments or mend my tunic if it is not possible? What about my secretary, the royal scribes, and me devoting our time to recreating the contents of the destroyed documents? And I am certain that the Master Carpenter who made my desk will be thrilled when he sees the stains that will have to be somehow removed from the wood. No, no injuries whatsoever.

That is how my family life looks this winter. Every single Dwarf is cooped up under our Mountain and the constant snowstorms make it difficult to enjoy the beauty of the season in full. It is truly a quiet time of peace. With the exception of the rather loud sounds I hear daily from the corridor outside my door. They are echoing against the walls again as I write these words and sound suspiciously like my beloved sister’s voice. Dis calls for her sons and when I hear the anger in her exclamations, I recall that she inherited her temper from our mother. I am certain that my dear sister-sons are escaping as far from that voice as they can. I wonder what they did this time. Have they made another ice skating rink in the Entrance Hall? Or have they put red ants in the Woodland Realm’s ambassador’s coffers again? Whatever they did, I will be more than happy to witness the moment when Dis descends upon them. I assure you, my lady, her wrath is much more pernicious than my attempts at strangling them (which I firmly deny, of course).

I hope that in these dire circumstances you will forgive me for ending my letter here. Crooc demands another treat and I would rather not antagonise my winged messenger when he is to fly to you with this letter. May he find you in good spirits and health!

Your humble servant,

👑 Thorin Oakenshield

[homocausticus]

A vida adulta de um autista

Eu estava no pronto socorro por causa da febre intensa e dos calafrios. Lá encontrei o médico que usa croocs, um sapato mais confortável do mundo e bem prático. Aquilo me deixou mais confortável em um ambiente tão complicado como os hospitais públicos. Ao mesmo tempo, eu vi um senhor que tinha alzheimer com o soro em suas veias e sua esposa cuidando-lhe por ele ser arredio diante da progressão da…

[crow-ooc]

you missed the opportunity to call this crooc

YOU'RE RIGHT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. SIGHS. THIS IS SUCH A SAD DAY FOR THE CROW NATION

[ngoluocss21]

#739 Tháng 10 gió mùa về

Gió rít 1 cái qua khe cửa thoáng ở tầng 17, tự dưng thấy gió lạnh rùng cả mình, Béo Bơ thì có vẻ hớn hở sau khi ăn hết 100ml sữa mở mắt buổi sáng nên nó chả ý kiến gì, thôi thì ra cửa rồi cũng phải quay vào lấy áo chứ không thì nó mà ốm thì mẹ nó sẽ “giết cmn mình mất” :))Lấy cho Béo Bơ 1 chiếc Bomber khá đẹp màu xanh lá, có chữ B màu vàng. Thêm đôi Crooc Vàng choé thì concept Béo Bơ này không…

[peliydoritos]

[nova8080]

Yuuri (wearing croocs): I feel like you listen but you don't understand me, like, you can never put yourself in my shoes.

Victor (in his Louboutins): and i never will be able to, honey. They're horrendous.

[a-thehandcrusher]

I am so sorry for the things you have witnessed but also I’m not

[tarlos-spain]

Sicktember Day 11 - Bed rest

Fandom: 9-1-1 Lone Star

Pairing: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand

Characters: Carlos Reyes, TK Strand

The slip

Carlos has an accident and has to stay in bed. He doesn't want to

He had not been shot in the line of duty, he had not been attacked by a criminal. No, Carlos Reyes, a policeman for seven years, was not on leave for a heroic act in which he had saved a couple of children from a fire, in which he would have met and they would have been heroes. No, Carlos had broken his ankle by putting on the wrong slipper, a damn crooc while getting out of the pool at Owen's house.

It had been, to say the least, stupid and depressing, but mostly it was embarrassing to have fallen into the water already dressed as he and TK were going home.

He wasn't sure what hurt more now, the broken ankle that seemed to scream at him as the painkillers wore off or his pride at having made a fool of himself. He had been pulled out of the pool between Judd and Paul, had cried like a baby while they waited for the ambulance, and had fallen asleep in TK's arms after crying some more for...he could no longer remember why.

Now, two days later, moving from the bed to the couch when TK was home and could help him up, Carlos felt like one of those big cats caged in the zoo. He had been told he needed total rest for his leg and for the ribs he had fractured when he fell into the pool.

Carlos hated being in bed any longer than necessary. Normally Carlos only wanted to be in bed to sleep or to have sex with TK. But certainly not to have his leg up, bandaged, and to lay there because his ribs hurt.

"Do you need anything?" TK said to her sitting down next to her on the bed. "Does getting me up and leading a normal life count?" "It counts, but you can't do it. Anything else I can do for you?"

Carlos held out his arms and waited for TK to settle against him and closed the embrace.

"I was hoping you'd want me to be the one to take care of you and give you cuddles. Not the other way around." "I like having you like this, it makes me feel comfortable and soothes me." "It soothes you to have me as a stuffed animal?" Carlos nodded and gave her a kiss on the head. "Glad to help then, but just know that at some point this stuffed animal will need to go to the bathroom or will have to go fix you something to eat." "Oh, no." Carlos said it quietly, hoping TK wouldn't hear him, but the paramedic sat up with an annoyed expression. "Oh, no? Do you have something to say against my food?" "Well... against your food, no... against your cooking that is always close to causing an accident at home, I dread the idea of something happening and I have to find a way to get out of this bed and run away." "Very funny. But don't worry, I've asked my father for a couple of very easy recipes that I can prepare for you these days."

Carlos opened his arms again to welcome TK back. The paramedic lay down next to him and closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I find it amazing that it took you breaking a leg on your day off to have a few days together and quiet in bed. But you know what, I like the idea of having taken a few days off to take care of you and have you in bed all day."

TK waited for Carlos' response, but it didn't come. He turned to his boyfriend and realized he had fallen asleep.

He meant it when he thought that in a way, the accident had been a good thing for them and especially for Carlos himself who hadn't taken a vacation in too long. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and settled better against him to take a nap as well.

[juney-blues]

croocs

[bumble777tv]

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[mag-and-cheese]

My very first time writting romance and fierrochase. A fluffy slumber party oneshot (super original)

I paced restlestly around my room as i thought about what i was about to do. I had invited Magnus into my room after dinner, to ask him something. That something was wether he wanted to sleep over. But i had been a girl then and i was feeling more masculine now. I was interupted when i heard someone knock on my door. "Come in!" A head of blonde locks came out behind the door. "Hey, Alex. You wanted to hang out? Isn't it a little to late for that?"

Here goes nothing "Yeah which is why i was going to ask wether or not you would like to have a slumber party?"

I saw his face turn a lovely hot pink as he seemed to consider it, for a moment i was scared that he would decline but to my surprise he nooded.

"Let me uhm..get some stuff first."

I stood up as i watched him head out. Might aswell get myself ready then, a part of me wanted to wait for him to return to get dressed infront of him if only to tease and embarras him further but i had been a boy since after dinner Today and i wasn't sure about how he would feel about that if i actually did it so i decieded against it and changed into my bright pink with white and lime green stars sprangled pj pants and my matching green shirt.

I had just brushed my teeth when Magnus came back in an oversized light grey sweater that seemed thin enough to sleep in and dark grey sweatpants.

"Hey hot stuff see something you like?" i called out to him mostly because i wanted to see how he would react. His answear came in form of a blush and an adorable mumble of what sounded like a weak "y-yeah..."

I couldn't help but coo wich made him bury his face in his sweater clad hands.

I trew myself on my bed in a starfish like way taking up all of the space trowing him a challenging look and a rude remark when he turned to make his way towards the couch. "Where do you think your'e going sunshine?"

"Don't call me sunshine! And i was heading to the couch!" He trew a couch pillow at me. I dogded it with ease. Now sitting on my bed i mentioned him to come over. Once he realized what i wanted he turned red but came none the less. He carefully sat down on the edge of the bed as if afraid i would hurt him. I didn't show it but i was hurt by that. "What? I don't bite come on!" It took a moment for him to register my words and crawl over the bed to sit next to me.

I trew my green and pink swirly blanket over the two of us. His leg was touching mine and i pretended not to notice how much it shook. Something in me was trying to connect his discomfort(?) with the fact that i was a guy but i shook it of. He would have already said something if that was what was bothering him, right? I looked over at the blonde. He looked super uncomfortable he was shaking like a leaf and obviously trying not to move. It broke my heart, i felt like i could cry.

"Magnus.." i hoped that he couldn't hear the crack in my voice.

"Yeah..?"

"You-you don't have to be here you know..."

"Alex..."

"What i'm trying to say is that if i make you uncomfortbale then you can just go..."

"Alex I.."

"I thought that me being a guy today wouldn't matter but i should have.."

Whatever i had wanted to say got lost in my troat as i felt a pair of soft lips on my cheek.

"M-Magnus?"

"I'm sorry i should have asked first...but i-i.. i like you Alex, a lot to be honest and i-i..uhm" he showd his face in his hands again his shoulders shaking. I engulfed him in a hug. The angle was slightly weird and uncomfortable but i didn't care. "Maggie..hey look at me."

I was faced with the most beautiful eyes i had seen they reminded me of mountains and cold winter mornings. Simply gorgeous. Looking at them was like taking a fresh breath. I cupped his now rosy cheeks and wished away his tears, mine probably now dripping down my own face.

"I love you."

I looked at his face, studying him waiting for his reaction. I didn't know what i expected, a smile, a nod, another glow episode? What i didn't expect however was for him to grab my wrists, pull my hands of his face and lean in to kiss me. It took me a moment to snap out of my daze and kiss back. Was this karma for the time i suprised him with a kiss? Gods, i loved karma.

As we both pulled back for air i couldn't help but take in the sight in front of me. A flustered Magnus covered in sweat gasping for air. My face suddenly feelt hot. Same as my lower regions. Shaking the image out of my mind as to not built up a tent over there i lowered my head to study the swirls of the blanket for a moment only for beantown to speak up again.

"Can we change positions? It's hard when were sitting next to each other."

He crawled over on the bed and sat down infront of me. I skook my head, folded my legs and pulled him on my lab. "Is this okay?"

His anwear was to bury his head in the crooc of my neck. He was now mumbling something but i couldn't pick it up. What i could however was feel his lips against my neck which of course caused me to giggle. "SToP oMG hAHahAha" He responded by blowing raspberries against my neck now. "MaGNUs StAPh!"

"Make me." i could feel his smile against my neck. You wanna play huh? Let's play then.

I grabbed him by the shoulders and trew him on the bed. Towering over him fingers gliding under his armpits i started to tickle. Shrieking and laughter filled the room. I then pulled his sweater up to blow atack his belly. He kept kicking and pulling my hair but it was worth it. "ALeX nUu sTaPh PaHLeSe hAHahaHa" After tickling his neko sock clad feet too and getting kicked in the face atleast twice i flopped back down on the bed yawning.

As i woke up the next morning it was to a ball of sunshine resting his head on my shoulder and cuddling close to me and the flash of a camera.

[quicklyholykoala]

Te amo mais que o doce mais doce. Te amo mais que o brilho da lua. Te amo mais que a nuvem mais branquinha. Te amo mais que o vento mais forte. Te amo mais que a magia que vive em ti. Te amo mais que flor mais bela. Te amo mais que o cheiro mais cheiroso. Te amo mais que um livro bem escrito. Te amo mais que croocs com meia. Te amo mais que uma lasanha bem feita. Te amo mais que o meu coração possa aguentar. E é por isso que morro de amores por você.

[winplaypl]

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[finao777crook]

The Croocstaa -Where I Started 🔥🔥Linc In The Bio 🔥🔥 The MOTHAFUCCXN Wait Is Over 😈 @longlivethecroocstaa @longlivethecroocstaa @longlivethecroocstaa @longlivethecroocstaa #Failure #Is #Not #An #Option #The #Croocstaa #Baggrabbers #Stacc #Snatchn #Crooc 😈 Artworc: @crenshaw2africa Y’all Know WassGoin On

[mundo-misterio]

Reseña y resumen de la película Les croocs (2017)

Reseña y resumen de la película Les croocs (2017)

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