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"Fuck off before I beat your ass. The fuck is wrong with you?" Angrod stood up, not the tallest of his siblings, but he made up for it in muscle, the sort one got from hauling on wet lines in foul weather.

"You and Turu can play whatever fucked up games you want, but leave me out of it." And with that he gave his cousin a shove.

"Angarato do you drool in your sleep?" (From @fourthsonoffeanaro )

"Why are you speaking to me?" Angrod is already pulling his hair back and taking out his earrings.

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"Angarato do you drool in your sleep?" (From @fourthsonoffeanaro )

"Why are you speaking to me?" Angrod is already pulling his hair back and taking out his earrings.

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love is stored in the bite mark

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"That's why I'm here!"

Aegnor pulls the strings of two party poppers at once.

Aegnor lets off a party popper when Beleg walks in!

He jumps, then laughs as the confetti settles in his hair.

"Aegnor! Wanna party?"

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Aika eyed his dad's tiny shoulder poking out of the neck hole. "I'll get you a scarf." There was no room for protest as he scampered off! Only moments later he came back, not with a scarf but a lightweight blanket.

"Here you go!" Again, he wasted no time in completing his task, tucking the blanket around Arvo's neck.

👚One of eggy's beloved cozy sweaters

Dress up Arvo!

He laughed, the sweater falling off his shoulders; Aika was broader and longer than him. But it was a warm, cosy sweater, perfect for his evening plans of sitting in his deck chair and reading.

"Thank you, Aika. I will be nice and toasty."

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(Aegnor for my sideblog @sonoftheswanmaiden) "Eggy! Dear, sweet, little brother of mine." Earner practically sang, surprising his younger brother with an arm around the shoulders and an obnoxious kiss pressed to the top of his head. "If you grow any taller you might be mistaken for a new species of sunflower." He teased, the glass beads in his hair making little clinking sounds.

Aegnor just laughed at the kiss. "I'm not that tall," he protested. But he was, he'd shot up over the last few weeks. Angrod had been grumbling a lot about it too. He tugged on a lock of his brother's hair. "My pants are just shorter is all."

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Angrod sighed, staring but not really seeing what his father was painting. "I need to paint the most beautiful girl ever." He'd never really thought that much about Arvo's art before, it was just something he did. "Is it very difficult?"

Angrod found his father in his studio, and one would not be wrong to say he practically floated in. Any hard edges his face usually held were soften by a gentle smile. "Atta," he sat, propping his chin in his hand, "how fast can I learn to paint?"

"Well," Arvo was standing in front of a canvas, hair bound up and face smudged with paint. "That would depend on what you want to paint. It could be simple."

He smiled, suspicious. "Why?"

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Aegnor laughed too. "How blessed I am that it doesn't keep you away."

"I'm a prince, does that make me trouble?" Aegnor asked grinning.

"You are trouble," Beleg laughed, "Being a prince makes you double trouble."

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“Fuck you and the horse you rode in on” Okay it’s fine to hate me or whatever but you do understand the horse is not a part of this right. Like he’s only here because I got on his back and steered him here. I treat him exceptionally well but if he saw anything slightly strange he would run into the woods and forget about me forever. Take it back.

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Here they are in their cute fancy Nargothrond outfits. For Orodreth this is just a normal every day look but I don't think Turin wears it very often. He's impressed how light and breezy it is.

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where?

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i think eggy deserves some kisses

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"Need a hand?" (for whichever muse you have inspiration for, from oc twin of Caranthir)

"I'm fine," Amras huffed. It took a lot of wiggling and squirming but he could dress himself! Even with a broken wrist. It only hurt when he moved. By the time he'd finished his hair was mused up and there might be a tear or two hiding in the corners of his eyes. "You don't have to watch me," he pouted.

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"The fuck are you on about?" Angrod crouched down in front of his brother, staring up at him. But... he really didn't know what to look for when trying to spot a concussion. "Whatever. Come here." He sat back beside Aegnor, pulling him over to lay his head in his lap. "You're so stupid."

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Angrod's eyes narrowed, looking at his little brother from the corner of his eye. "This is all your fault."

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Angrod's eyes narrowed, looking at his little brother from the corner of his eye. "This is all your fault."

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Send me  ▥  for our muses to spend a night in jail together

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God. He was still talking. Angrod was half-tempted to start smacking his own head against the wall. Just to drown it out.

"I started the--?!" Okay. No. No, he needed to calm down. He flexed his hand, trying to focus on those breathing techniques his dad keep trying to teach him.

Until. "The fuck are you talking to Aegnor for--wait. Are you, are--" He couldn't even form the words, wanting to hit Feanor all over again. It wasn't a stretch to believe his uncle would do nearly anything, even if it was just to piss him off. Jaw clenched, eyes close. "I hope you did set that fire, asshole."

▥ angrod and dearest uncle fea

Send me  ▥ for our muses to spend a night in jail together

"I hope you're pleased with yourself." Fëanor was sitting on the hard cell bench, somehow soaking wet but also singed, and looking incredibly irritable. He was fairly sure his hip was going to start playing up now too - it tended to do that in the cold.

Still, his one consolation was that he'd at least managed to drag his ridiculous nephew down with him.

"It's all your fault. They didn't even give us blankets."

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