#and TY OP for written-out reactions they are giving me LIFE

[greenleaf4stuff]

TYSM my dear, I love your additions so much that I have to reblog them, it makes me so giddy to read them <3 It was a pleasure to write these, thank you again for the wonderful prompt/ask!

And I am super happy to hear you enjoy silverscars so much, I was immediately hooked once my interest in Adar grew and I am glad more and more people are beginning to see and enjoy the beauty of this ship together. Glad I could make you squee with excitement, judging by the tags on other reblogs and my own reaction while writing, quite a few ppl felt the same way, which is a huge compliment. :D <3

(Also in regards to your tags, I am proposing "ScarredSilverStars" (or "SilverStarScars"?) for Adar/Celebrimbor/Elrond. Because they all have a connection to something silvery, they are spots of light in the darkness, and they all have scars - physical and/or mental.)

It’s New Year’s Eve in Middle Earth and midnight approaches.

Who is grabbing whom for a smooch? How does it go down?

If you can give three pairings that’s great, no limit though 😉 repeats are fine too.

Hi and thank you so much @gauntletgirlie for sending me this lovely ask game! It is truly the time of giving (smooches) <3 Again, lots of fun to think up some kissing scenarios for this one! I'll put them behind the cut again, and as the prompt implies, there be kissing ahead! All of these are Adar-related btw :) (I wrote these down in like an hour) (also each ask game the answers are getting longer oops)

The pairings:

Adar/Celebrimbor/Elrond

Adar/Celebrimbor (established, modern!AU)

Adar/Elrond (canon!AU)

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Adar/Celebrimbor/Elrond

Elrond glanced between the older elf and the uruk, a look of indecision on his face. "Um-"

There wasn't a way to kiss both of them at the same time, was there? Not without crushing their noses and possibly knocking their teeth against each other, at least. But who should he kiss? He couldn't deny either of them. He just couldn't!

They might both be different in character, temperament, appearance, but he liked them equally. He'd just told them as much recently, for Eru's sake! He couldn't choose one over the other now! Not for something important as this!

He heard counting in the background, a countdown not into the New Year but to his own doom, or so it felt.

In a panic, he did the only thing he thought he could do-

And grabbed the back of both their heads in each of his hands, and gently but insistently moved their faces together until they kissed (with a look of surprise on their faces, but even so-).

'There! Problem solved!' he thought, adrenaline briefly surging and then falling in relief. (He knew they wanted each other too. They'd discussed this. The only thing they hadn't discussed was that blasted New Year's kiss.)

"Oh no, wait- my bad-," he suddenly heard behind himself. It was Círdan. "I miscalculated it seems! It's actually still one minute to midnight. Well, that gives us the chance to count once more, doesn't it?"

Elrond felt himself blanch slightly as Adar and Celebrimbor turned towards him, eyebrows raised. "What was that?" Adar asked. It didn't sound accusing, but oddly curious. A bit amused.

"Erm-"

"I suppose he thought this was a clever solution. Have us kiss so he wouldn't have to choose one of us over the other," Celebrimbor deduced and Elrond silently cursed himself because his friend knew him too well to not have figured it out. Again.

"Oh, is that so?" Adar asked, and he sounded just as amused as Celebrimbor had. "Well too 'bad' that we get a second chance then."

Elrond blinked at them in surprise and question, and only realised what was going on when he felt two hands at the back of his head just as the countdown neared "3...2...1" again.

...it was, indeed, a mess of noses knocking together and teeth clicking and even a bit of spit getting smeared, between the three of them. Messy, uncoordinated, but somehow - it still worked out.

Elrond moaned in delight, smiled into the kiss, and let the other two pull him closer into an embrace.

Adar/Celebrimbor (established, modern!AU)

The party had nearly reached it's apex, which meant Adar was close to having reached his maximum amount of social interactions for the night and was beginning to eagerly await going home with his fiancé.

As it stood, he couldn't find Celebrimbor amidst the crowd of people as he scanned it, making him frown. Galadriel must have seen the way he wandered around searching for the smith, because she caught his eye and motioned towards the kitchen with her glass of champagne, a small smile on her face.

Adar followed her pointing, and indeed, he could hear puttering and the sound of dishes getting cleaned coming from there - in combination with some truly awful music from the radio. He exchanged a mildly exasperated glance with the blonde elf, before he thanked her with a nod and walked into the kitchen.

Celebrimbor stood at the sink, garishly golden rubber gloves on his hands - where did Gil-Galad even *find* those things!? - as he hummed along to some corny pop music while he scrubbed at a plate from their dinner earlier.

Adar shook his head, but his expression was one of fondness. He turned down the radio to announce himself and stepped up behind the elf, wrapping his arms around the other's waist, head coming to rest on his fiancé's shoulder in an easy display of intimacy.

"Why am I not surprised to find you here?" he murmured, and pressed a kiss to Celebrimbor's cheek. The smith smiled as turned over his shoulder to look at the uruk. "You know you don't have to clean those dishes now, do you?"

"Hm," Celebrimbor replied, and leant back into the embrace. "I needed a bit of time away from the noise I suppose. Thought nobody would begrudge me that if I did something useful."

"Clever," Adar admired him, and his smile turned soft. "Remarkably selfless, too."

"Well, I suppose you'd know about all that as well, wouldn't you?" They stared at each other lovingly. They were so enarmoed with one another, they almost missed it when loud, shouted counting began in the living room.

"10...9...8..."

They didn't have to ask. Aside from a moment of surprise, nothing much changed. They remained as they were.

"7...6...5.."

Their noses brushed, eyes half-lidded. Neither had seen the other look so soft before. "A good way to end the year, don't you think?" Celebrimbor murmured.

"4...3...2..."

"Couldn't imagine a better one," Adar answered, and smiled as a leant forward.

"1...0!"

They kissed. Celebrimbor still had his hands in the soapy water of the sink as they stood in the kitchen amidst dirty dishes and empty cups, god-awful music quietly playing in the background. The position of the embrace would give the smith a slightly sore neck later, but-

Neither of them cared for the moment. This, right here - was perfect.

Adar/Elrond (canon!AU)

New Year's was a surprisingly official and festive affair in Lindon, Adar had quickly learned. He and his children had rarely celebrated the turning of the year before, but their treaty with the elves was beginning to influence their traditions.

Unlike the elves with their harps and flutes and harmonious singing, their festive modes of dress and expertly prepared feasts, the uruk had taken a much more grounded approach to the festivities.

Adar could hear them belt out yet another battle song, and judging by the barrels that got rolled towards the improvised 'tavern', the drink was flowing freely as well. Everywhere he went, he saw celebrations of the peace, open fires that cooked delicious-smelling stews and roasted meat, groups of uruk gathered together.

He himself would let his children enjoy the time of levity - but he found himself too tired to join in. The noise, how they all wanted to draw him to their sides so he might join them in song and drink, it was - just too much. As much as he loved them.

He paused in surprise when he finally arrived at his own tent and found he had a visitor.

"What brings you here?" He asked, surprised to find Elrond at the entrance. He hoped the other knew the visit was not an unwelcome one - the two of them had danced around one another for weeks now. Adar had hoped to see the other again, but had expected the peredhel to spend this time with his family and friends in Lindon.

Elrond smiled and offered a greeting. "My friend. It is good to see you," he paused. Adar noticed the other was breathing heavily and had a flushed face, as if he'd hurried to get here. "I- there is something important I wished to do. I feared I might have been too late."

Adar immediately raised his eyebrows and focused on the herald in concern. "Is something the matter?"

The other waved him off, but gently so. "No, no- nothing that should alarm you. Just something that was important to me, is all-"

Adar wanted to ask another question, but the uruk in the wider vicinity around them erupted into loud counting - it seemed the turning of the year was almost complete.

The leader of the uruk startled slightly when he felt gentle, wind-chilled hands on his face, and turned towards the herald only to find the other looking at him with hopeful eyes.

With a start, he understood. "May I kiss you?" How brave this one was, to hurry over here and place all his hopes on a kiss.

"I'd like nothing more," the uruk breathed back, and framed Elrond's face with his own hands, mindful of the gauntlet, before he pulled the other closer.

Elrond was smiling into the kiss, Adar could tell. His face felt chilled too, and Adar thought that he would like nothing more than to take the herald inside and wrap him into warg furs before offering him a warm drink and some food.

But that could wait. For now, there was only the press of soft lips on his own, hands that held him gently as if he was precious, and something blooming in his own chest as the countdown ran down to midnight.

[stanneoctchinaline]

170627 Ilsan Fansign - Winwin moments

TRANS:

op: this promotion era has been really busy right? you guys got so many overseas schedules as well~ isn’t it tiring?

ww: oh~ but it’s fun! there are really lots of fun!

op: did you get some good rest in new york? and had delicious food?

ww: i had lots of good foods!

op: what dishes?

ww: oh~ the hamburgers that johnny hyung bought

cr: sseucheong

(op’s name is minkyung)

op: hello!

ww: hello

op: can you give me a chinese name?

ww: ah.. that’s difficult..

op: just a generic name.. whatever name is ok..

ww: (wrote the hanja character for min) what is ‘kyung’.. ah.. kyung *thinking hard*

op: no no just whatever chinese name that you can think of!

ww: *not listening* kyung.. ah.. um

op:

/in  the end he wrote down the hanja version of minkyung/

cr: sseucheong

op asked winwin to recommend her a chinese noodle dish, winwin asked back ‘chinese dishes?’ so op also said ‘yes! chinese foods!’, then winwin replied to her indeed confidently ‘BIBIMBAP!’

op gave a surprised reaction then winwin started giggling at her. Op thinks that winwin must have been teasing her because he himself asked ‘chinese foods‘ (and he knows bibimbap is not a chinese dish, hence he is just joking)

cr: sseucheong

op: winwin do you like being cute or being cool?

ww: though i like both i think i prefer being cool

op: why?

ww: because being cute is like.. too childish

op: oh hahahha childlike eh? then winwin is really cool!

ww: ooh! *thumbs up* thank you

cr: sseucheong

op told winwin that he can change his weibo bio already (it still says 'limitless'), he froze for a moment before smiling sheepishly then op asked if he had forgotten his weibo acc pw, and he kept laughing~ op then asked if he can write a sentence down for her but he kept drawing hearts instead? so the op thought maybe there was no time and said "it's okay you can write it for me at the next fansign" but when winwin gave her back the album, he suddenly asked, "do you have freestyle?" (iconic catchphrase of wu yifan on chinese rap show) and the op was just like ??? she froze and then started laughing like crazy

cr: nctdojae

Here’s the video of wyf saying the catchphrase LOL

op: hello sicheng! my friend is called xing xing (op is getting signature on behalf of her friend)

ww: which character of ‘xing’?

op: xing as in stars on the sky. can you write for her ‘live well and take care’

ww: why this sentence though?

op: she really likes you, she wants some encouragements from you coz her health is not good

ww: oh, ah, thank you thank you

op: recently, you’ve been flying abroad a lot right?

ww: yes

op: last time you said you liked ‘six records of a floating life’ right, do you have any favorite foreigh poet?

ww: foreign poet.. *thinking* i don’t know any actually

op: then chinese poet?

ww: xu zhimo

op: isn’t xu zhimo a painter?

ww: (? questioningly looked back, then constantly asked if the ‘mo’ in xu zhimo was written rightly)

op: im not sure either

ww: (kept the album in his hands w/o giving back, asked if he got the fan’s name right) (but he didn’t let op go, kept asking if xu zhimo was written like this)

op: i really don’t know

ww: (continued thinking) (afraid that he wrote ‘mo’ wrongly so he crossed over it then returned the album)

op; take care~

cr: sseucheong

op: before you said that you liked grilled samgyeopsal made by taeyong hyung the most right? what kind of food do you like recently?

ww: um...

op: if that’s hard to answer then how just say what you often eat!

ww: self-cooked instant noodle

op: are you good at cooking?

ww: i am!

op: do you add eggs?

ww: yes!!

op: how many?

ww: i add one egg!

cr: sseucheong

before doing the ending ment they had to pick 2 lucky fans to get pics (?), when the box of name lots was drought out:

ty: since mark and haechan aren’t here today, winwin is our maknae, sjall we let the maknae pick? winwin how do you like being the maknae?

ww: if i could be the maknae everyday that’d be nice..

cr: sseucheong