#archer constellation

[worstsorcererever]

A drawing I did of our dnd party’s star druid ⭐️ her name is Mira and she’s such a cutie (and deadly)

[lu-zijing]

The ULTIMATE Season 5 Lego Monkie Kid Trailer Breakdown/Analysis Part 2 - Collab with @cherllyio

FINALLY MADE IT!

Go check out Part Two of me and Cory’s Breakdown/analysis on YouTube now! 

This time - Going more into details~!

More specifically, we are talking a lot about something called the Four Constellations. If You are interested in more, go check out that video!

Shoutout to @deliveryboysomewhatequaltoheaven - they had also noticed these Four Constellations! And made some posts about it, go check them out-!

And Shoutout to @tyrasanege for making me and Cory see that the black Tortoise was in the Trailer!  (We hadn’t even noticed it before (￣▽￣)")

Here’s the Link: https://www.tumblr.com/lu-zijing/751030767424077824/heavy-gasp-proceeds-to-make-an-extra-recording?source=share

You are both mentioned in the video! (^▽^)

[larimar]

jurlique

[anthonyspage]

🌌♐️🏞⛰🌊👩🐎🏹🌹

[unfortunatelyilikebnha]

Kujou Sara wants me so bad 🥰 (didn’t have her before this raiden banner now she’s c4; 2 of the constellations were from my last 10-pull and one wasn’t even from the event banner it was from the standard)

[veiledfox]

} really should catch up on Genshin after I finish with Prime Remastered

Just been really iffy about returning to it because of how horribly grindy it is to even just try and get my characters doing good/proper damage in the builds I use

Which, tbh, is another reason I already think I prefer Tower of Fantasy's systems

Genshin has the better polish, but Tower has the better systems

[neo-nomatrix]

Sunshine and Midnight Rain

Luke Castellan x Apollo kid!Reader

word count: 851

summary: Luke castellan and the daughter of apollos love story

a/n: “remember who the enemy is” IM TRYING

Luke Castellan held your heart since the day you met, and you held his.

You arrived at camp a few months after Luke. You were one of the lucky ones, claimed within an hour of being there. Your godly father is Apollo, god of poetry, the sun, music, narcissism, idiocy, stupidity, all that. You had assumed the gods would act superior to all, no matter if they were or weren’t. But Apollo was on a completely different level. You didn’t know why he had taken such a liking to you.

“You remind him of himself,” Your half sister, Kayla, had told you, “an archer who never misses, healer who fixes every wound, gifted singer, and somehow picked up the lyre in a day. And yet, you still ask why Apollo loves you the most?”

“I wish he wouldn’t,” you twirl the golden arrow he gifted you.

“y’know, that hermes boy has been staring since the moment you stepped foot here,” she smiles, nodding to the tan boy sitting on a picnic table.

“Great, more attention,” you keep your sights on the boy, lucas? Luca, maybe?

“His name’s luke castellan,” kayla says, ah luke, that’s it.

“He’s handsome,” you say matter of factly.

“Don’t trust those Hermes boys, all they do is lie,” Kayla leans back and rolls her eyes.

“It’s a good thing I play the lyre.”

——————

“You’ve got a great shot,” a deep voice says from behind you.

You’ve been at the range for around an hour, it’s 4:30, you always practice when no one else is around.

“The whole reason why I come out here this early is so i can be alone,” sure, it sounds mean but you swear you’re not trying to be.

“Sorry, once I see you it’s hard to look away,” you’re not looking at him but you can tell me has the biggest smirk on his face.

“Funny,” you tell him bluntly.

You set down your bow, keeping the arrow in your hand, and sit on the nearby grass. He lays down beside you, you follow his lead and put your hands behind your head.

“That arrow, it’s like it’s made of the sun,” He says amazed.

“A gift from dear old dad. No matter how far I shoot it’ll always come back. Supposed to be a sign of his love or something. But I think he just constantly wants me to be annoyed by him,” you inform him possibly too much.

“Most people would be grateful if their godly parent cares that much,” he says.

“It’s different with Apollo, there is no such thing as true altruism with him,” you bite your inner lip.

“I get that, I’m just tryna say- Hermes never showed up for me, and I'd kill to just have him tell me he cares,” His eyes furrow.

“Guess we both have different priorities,” you smile.

“Opposites work best don’t they?” He smiles back.

“Isn’t it opposites attract?” You wonder.

“Hey, your words, not mine,” he laughs.

“That one’s Orion,” You point up at the constellation.

“He was always my favorite,” he adds.

“Mine has always been Cassiopeia, but you can never see her over here,” You look back up at the sky.

“That one’s Taurus, and then Sirius below, and Gemini above,” you point each of them out.

Even though he hums in acknowledgment his eyes are locked on you.

“You’re staring, again” You mention.

“I told you I can’t help it, especially when you glow like that,” he reaches out and touches your face.

You reach out and grab his hand, running your fingers against his slender digits.

“I’d like to be a constellation when I die, maybe my father will fulfill that wish,” you say to him.

“That’ll be my last wish too, we can lay in the stars together.”

——————

It’s been a day since Percy Jackson came to Camp Half-blood. It just so happens to be your favorite day of the year, capture the flag. You have led the archers on the blue team for years, you’d say you’re doing well for what you’re given. Besides your siblings in Apollo the rest of the kids weren’t as gifted in archery.

As the first conch shell blew you were preparing for your mock-battle. Annabeth in charge of the plan and Percy, Luke with company, and you with the archers. You knew you could, no- would win. The archers took the trees, helping stray company from the skies.

“Today feels like a winning kind of day?” Annabeth asks luke.

“I’ll see you on the other side,” He smiles.

“Luke!” You pull him aside for a moment.

You cup his face the best you can through his armor. “You don’t get hurt okay? I don’t feel like healing anymore wounds from you. Understand?”

“Oh but I love to see you healing” he holds your hand and smirks

“Archers! Move out!” You call your team, eyes still locked with his, smiling.

“so… you and her?” Percy asks the taller boy.

“how could I not? She's perfect. I mean, I genuinely believe I could live without the sun if I just had her.”

And maybe, just maybe, he could.

[catboyfurina]

:3

[wonders-of-the-cosmos]

An angel in space? No, they are interactive galaxies

ESO 593-8 is an impressive pair of interacting galaxies with a feather-shaped member crossing a nearby companion. The two components will probably merge to form a single galaxy in the future. The pair is adorned with a number of bright blue star clusters. ESO 593-8 is located in the constellation Sagittarius, the Archer, some 650 million light-years away from Earth. 

Credit: NASA

[just--space]

The Lively Center of the Lagoon Nebula : The center of the Lagoon Nebula is a whirlwind of spectacular star formation. Visible near the image center, at least two long funnel-shaped clouds, each roughly half a light-year long, have been formed by extreme stellar winds and intense energetic starlight. A tremendously bright nearby star, Herschel 36, lights the area. Vast walls of dust hide and redden other hot young stars. As energy from these stars pours into the cool dust and gas, large temperature differences in adjoining regions can be created generating shearing winds which may cause the funnels. This picture, spanning about 10 light years, combines images taken in six colors by the orbiting Hubble Space Telescope. The Lagoon Nebula, also known as M8, lies about 5000 light years distant toward the constellation of the Archer (Sagittarius). via NASA

[daisyfieldrecs]

Bucky Fics

cry baby| One-Shot| Smut, friends to lovers| @buckymorelikefuckme

Honey Girl| Series| Smut, Fluff, Angst, Soulmate AU| @violentdelightsandviolentends

i can’t do this anymore| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst| @wwilsonbarness

almost believing| One-Shot| Fluff, friends to lovers| @intrepidacious

Protector| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst| @buckybabesonly

Jealous| One-Shot| Fluff| @sweetbbarnes

hello? Mr.Pickle?| One-Shot| Fluff| @wwilsonbarness

A Solid Foundation| One-Shot| Fluff, a lil bit of Angst| @writing-for-marvel

someone’s calling my name (and it sounds like you)| One-Shot| Angst, lil bit of Fluff| @mellowsaturns

cherry blossoms must be magic| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst| @witchywithwhiskey

in losing grip, on sinking ships (you showed up just in time)| One-Shot| Angst, Fluff ending| @mellowsaturns

magnetic mishap| One-Shot| Fluff, GN!Reader| @aneluvs

Lessons in Love| One-Shot| Fluff| @violentdelightsandviolentends

the forever third wheels| One-Shot| Angst, Fluff| @witchywithwhiskey

just a kiss| One-Shot| Fluff| @onceuponastory

no shelf control| Pt.2| Two-Shot| Fluff| @buckymorelikefuckme

Can’t hurt me| One-Shot(for now)| Smut, Angst| @sweetbbarnes

It’s called: freefall| One-Shot| Smut, Fluff, lil bit of Angst| @kikixreverie

First Trimester| Pt. 2| Pt. 3| Fluff| @malum-forev

imagine bucky being drunk| One-Shot| Fluff| @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

One Night| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst, Smut| @buckyalpine

“I’m in love with you, you grump!”| One-Shot| Fluff| @nicoline1998enilocin

The Archer| One-Shot| Fluff| @mollysolo

Let Me Give You A Hand| One-Shot| Fluff, lil bit of Smut| @angrythingstarlight

stay as long as you want| One-Shot| Fluff, a lil bit of Angst| @scarlet-daisy

almond milk| One-Shot| Fluff| @scarlet-daisy

After The End| One-Shot| Angst, Fluff| @mysecretlittlelibrary

My Everyday| One-Shot| Fluff, a lil bit of Angst| @pellucid-constellations

Screen Lesson| One-Shot| Fluff| @vilentia

Baking for Bucky| One-Shot| Fluff| @itsplumwriter

How’s Your Head?| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst| @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

The Ultimatum| One-Shot| Angst, Angst, lil bit of Fluff| @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

always| One-Shot| Angst, Fluff| @nickfowlerrr

Bumblebees and Honeybees| One-Shot| Fluff| @venusstorm

Love Sick Puppy| One-Shot| Fluff| @samdeancass

the last first kiss| Fluff, lil bit of Angst| @witchywithwhiskey

Jackie and Wilson| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst| @mysecretlittlelibrary

Expect the unexpected| One-Shot| Angst, Smut| @nicoline1998enilocin

Keep the Dr. Away| One-Shot| Angst, Fluff| @cultofcarter

I like me better when I am with you| One-Shot| Fluff| @themorningsunshine

until his last breath| One-Shot| Fluff| @witchywithwhiskey

untitled one-shot| One-Shot| Fluff| @buckyalpine

Finally| One-Shot| Smut, Fluff, Angst| @adrinktostopyourthirst

A Date| One-Shot| Fluff| @delaber

My Shining star| One-Shot| Fluff| @ravenromanova

Be Brave| One-Shot| Angst, lil bit of Fluff| @eat-limes-bitches

Hypothetically speaking| One-Shot| Fluff| @littleseasiren

Doctor’s Order| One-Shot| Fluff| @srgntjamesbuckybarnes

Thin Walls, Thin Lines| One-Shot| Smut or Fluff| @winterarmyy

[vegaly-art]

Say hello to Balance's D(a)emons! Brachium and Scorpius!! :3 About em: - Scorpius being purple was very much inspired by @hammerhead-jpg, thank you so much for your service to the Scorpius fandom <3. As for some other details about him, his tattoos persist between his more demonic and human form, as does his brands... He got a giant one on his chest, and another on his back over his star symbol by Closeknit as a sign of subjugation and ownership... and he has not been able to heal it since he has not been fed enough, so it's scarred over. And he barely has the energy to take a human form as is... He also is like, allergic to wearing shirts. Maybe if it's got a lot of open space, or it's super body hugging and he does not feel it much, sure, but in general he does not like to. Also his skin has been slowly losing colour over the months, as have his eyes. He used to be much more vibrant but he is just... too damn tired... - Brachium is interesting. He is VERY grey, intentionally so, as I think the river sapped him of a lot of his colour. Also it has overtaken both his hair and tail, and stained his horns and antlers which is why his hair is the same liquid as the river. His antlers were his primary set of horns, and the longer ones behind the head, based around misery demons, he grew during the cataclysm and his first few decades by the river, after being ripped away from the daemon he cared for most due to his own stupidity and selfishness, and then from the world he so loved... Also his outfit is inspired by a Greek archer, with the padding on the chest/shoulder and his glove. He simply has not had reason to keep up with the times in terms of dress. :P I wanted him to look a bit like Hypnos or Thanatos, with his antlers being the wings on the head and his hair being Thanatos' large black ones. It feels... fitting. :) Also his star/constellation is on his face over his eyes, and he has a giant sword scar around the area too, from a certain General who refused to keep him around after his betrayal... I'll write about that soon enough.

[thepixelelf]

Oh Baby, You Part 32 - Confrontation

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Jihoon takes the water an assistant stage manager hands to him, and he lifts the straw to his lips. The water is cool and refreshing — much needed after singing the finale number of the encore.

“Fifteen ‘til the fanmeet,” the assistant relays to him. “You can head over to that area we showed you whenever you’re ready.”

He nods, then takes the cloth they’re holding out to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

It was his management team that decided on this whole “meet and greet” thing. Not that he doesn’t like his fans, he's just a little nervous to interact today, one on one, for longer than a few seconds while he’s signing an album or something.

Before Jihoon goes into the room the fan is in, he shoots off a text to Wonwoo, telling him where to go and what to say to get backstage.

He didn’t expect confetti. Or yelling. Or gasps.

But he at least expected the fan to look excited to meet him.

The fan smiles, but there’s something about it that seems… transactional? Jihoon thinks he must just be exhausted from the concert and tries to shake his inhibitions off. The fan reaches out his hand to shake, and Jihoon takes it.

“Hi,” the fan says. “I’m Chan.”

Jihoon forces out an awkward laugh. Maybe this fan is just as nervous as he is. “Hi, Chan. It’s really cool to meet you.”

Chan’s smile widens, and he looks down for a moment. “Yeah. I’ve been a fan since your first single.”

“No way, people actually listened to that?”

They share another laugh together before a silence settles. Chan breathes in, and he speaks as he meets Jihoon’s eyes. “I just have something I’ve been dying to ask you.”

Jihoon thinks of all the music-related questions people have asked of him online. “Sure, shoot.”

“What do you know about Orion’s father?”

Jihoon blinks. The name is only vaguely familiar to him — the constellation and how he’s some Greek archer, but the most recent time he’s heard it was from Wonwoo.

Chan continues when he receives no immediate answer. “You know…”

And then he says your name. A name which has set off anger within Jihoon for three years now, anger for a friend who suffered at your hand.

Jihoon’s expression turns somber. “I think you should leave.”

The staff members in the room, who had been politely standing to the side, perk to attention, concerned eyes trying to read Jihoon’s face.

“What did they ever do to you?” Chan asks further, ignoring Jihoon’s words. “To make you hate them so much?”

In turn, Jihoon ignores him. He moves towards the door and tells the staff, “We’re done here.”

When he walks out, Wonwoo is right there, but his eyes are pointed behind Jihoon.

“Chan?” he says.

“I knew it!” Chan exclaims, coming out into the hallway.

(Out of the corner of his eye, Jihoon spots his manager about to pop a blood vessel.)

“What is up with you three? And those guys from Geomsoft? Choi Seungcheol? Kim Mingyu?”

Just as Jihoon goes to say, “It’s none of your business,” Wonwoo steps closer to Chan.

“What do you know about Kim Mingyu?” he asks him, brows furrowed.

Chan rebuts, “Almost nothing aside from what google told me, which is why I’m asking you.”

“I know he used to be my friend.” Wonwoo’s voice wavers on that last word, and Jihoon puts a hand on his arm.

“Wonwoo—”

Chan leaves no room for interruption. “Was he MT’s friend too?”

“Why don’t you know?” Wonwoo spits. “Aren’t you their friend now? Why don’t you even know who the father is?”

“No one does! Soonyoung seems to know something since he knew about him—” Chan gestures at Jihoon but doesn’t look away from Wonwoo. “—but he’s been super cagey lately and—”

“Soonyoung knows?” Wonwoo cuts in with a deep frown.

Jihoon frowns, too. Other than Wonwoo, he was closest to Soonyoung in the group before everything happened, and he was really disappointed when his friend took your side of things. He’d blocked Soonyoung three years ago when he had tried to contact Jihoon and ask him to give you a chance.

But why did Soonyoung take your side? Jihoon never took him for a cheater apologist. Soonyoung is a little lightheaded sometimes, but he’s always been fiercely loyal. Back then, he was closer to you than Wonwoo, sure, but to defend you after what you did? Knowing the facts?

The facts that are a little fuzzy now…

Jihoon tunes back in to the conversation just when Chan says, “They’re right out there, you know? Waiting for me so they can go get Orion from ‘Uncle Gyu’ —”

Wonwoo turns right around and starts marching out of the backstage area towards the lobby. Jihoon doesn’t exactly try to stop him, but he does move to follow, as does Chan. His manager stops Jihoon with a hand on his arm, though. “I don’t know what the hell is going on right now, but at least try to lay low. Please.” They hand him a black lower-face mask before letting him go.

Thankfully, the only people left in the lobby seem to be a group of older women, who spot Jihoon and respectfully keep their distance, whispering to each other, and the group of people in the opposite corner that includes you.

You’ve already spotted Wonwoo and Chan, your mouth gaped open.

Before you can say anything, Wonwoo stops right in front of you.

“Just tell me the truth,” he starts. “Even if it hurts, I— I don’t care that— fuck, I do care that you cheated on me, but…”

Jihoon watches you glance in panic to your group of friends, and how you grimace at the shock on their faces. Wonwoo doesn’t even seem to notice, but Jihoon doesn’t attempt to step in to stop him.

“…I’m just so scared that you cheated on me with him, because—”

“Wonwoo,” you say gently.

“—if it was him then maybe I’ll finally be angry enough to let you go because—”

“Wonwoo,” you speak a little louder.

“—I need to finally let you go or else I’ll just keep loving someone who hurt me so badly—”

“Wonwoo!”

He freezes, almost panting at his explosion of emotion, and you put your hands on his arms. He looks down at your touch, and sighs out.

Jihoon’s brow furrows.

“I never cheated on you.”

The words come out so quietly, but everyone hears it. Wonwoo’s breath hitches, and his eyes meet yours, frantically searching them for any hint of a lie.

But Jihoon moves closer, putting a hand on Wonwoo’s shoulder and pulling him back so he can slip himself between you and his friend. His protective positioning doesn’t go unnoticed by you, and you just step back, complacent.

“What the fuck do you mean, you never cheated?” Jihoon growls.

You meet his eyes, then shift over to Wonwoo, then look around at your friends. “Oh, god.” You run your hand over your face. “I’m going to get in so much trouble with Jeonghan for this.”

Moving your hands in front of you, you gesture everyone to gather up closer. “Okay, this is kind of a long story…”

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[tylermileslockett]

8: ZODIAC CONSTELLATIONS The ancient Greek Zodiakos, or Zodiac, is a division of the celestial sphere into twelve equal parts; each one containing a specific group of stars with a mythic association called a constellation. Ancient Greeks used the constellations for sailing navigation, time keeping for seasonal agricultural practices like planting and harvesting crops, mythic storytelling purposes, and astrology practices. Hellenistic Astrology, taking influence from the Babylonians and Egyptians, sought meaning in the zodiac signs and how they influenced a person’s character based on the position of the sun when they were born. They also used this practice for divination, providing guidance and predictions for the future. Let’s take a look at the twelve Zodiac constellations and their mythic tales. 1.) Aries (March 21-April 19) represents the flying golden ram sent by the gods to save the royal children Phrixus and Helle from sacrifice, and whose fleece later becomes the quested prize for the Argonauts. 2.) Taurus (April 20-May 20) represents the bull which Zeus transformed into to seduce Europa, and is linked to the Cretan Bull and the myth of the Minotaur. 3.) Gemini (May 21-June 21) represents the twins Castor and Pollux, sons of Zeus and Leda, known for their inseparable bond and heroic deeds. 4.) Cancer (June 22- July 22) represents the crab sent by Hera to distract Hercules during his battle with the Hydra, later placed in the sky by Hera as a constellation. 5.) Leo (July 23- Aug. 22) represents the lion, representing strength and kingship, associated with the Nemean Lion defeated by Hercules. 6.) Virgo (Aug 23- Sept 22) represents the maiden, often linked to the goddess of agriculture and fertility, such as Demeter or Persephone. 7.) Libra (Sept 23- Oct 23) represents goddess of justice Astraea, daughter of Themis, who carries the scales of justice. 8.) Scorpio (Oct 24- Nov 21) represents the scorpion sent by Artemis or Gaia to kill Orion 9.) Sagittarius (Nov 22- Dec 21) represents the centaur archer, often identified as the wise and skilled Chiron. 10.) Capricorn (Dec 22- Jan 19) represents the sea goat Aegipan, who aided Zeus in his fight against Typhon. 11.) Aquarius (Jan 20- Feb 18) represents the cupbearer of the gods, Ganymede, who was abducted by Zeus and placed among the stars. 12.) Pisces (Feb 19- March 20) represents the two fish, Aphrodite and Eros, who transformed to escape the monster Typhon.

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[fluffy-dixon]

Welcome to my fluffy works with Daryl, mostly made up of One Shots and Drabbles. I hope you enjoy, requests always open.

Guide - Fluff ❤️ Smut 🥵 Angst 😭 Suggestive 😉

Drabbles:

Constellations ❤️

Rose ❤️😭

Life Line 😭

French Plait ❤️

I'm Not Tired ❤️

When Two Make Three ❤️

Hold My Girl ❤️

You are my sunshine ❤️

The Sleeping Archer ❤️

Guard Watch ❤️

The Storm Inside Of You ❤️😭

Our Boy ❤️

Scars ❤️😭

Sleeveless 😉

Happy Birthday ❤️

Infection 😭

The Sleeping Archer Part 1 ❤️ Part 2 🥵 (NSFW)

Imagines:

Morning Coffee With Daryl ❤️

Impromptu Dancing With Daryl ❤️

Protective Daryl ❤️😭

Daryl Holding Your Hand For The First Time ❤️

Series: COMING SOON

Constellations

[bugstuff4ever]

“And that bright star near the horizon is the arm of The Archer,” Legolas declared, leaning so close to Gimli that their cheeks practically touched, extending his elegant hand toward the night sky. Gimli nodded absently, not quite keeping up with the elf’s eager explanation of the constellations, instead finding himself distracted by the proximity of his companion.

For optimal star viewing, the pair had stolen away from the fire where the fellowship had gathered for the evening and discovered a more secluded place to set up. Gimli had made himself cozy atop a rock, and Legolas was perched on his knees beside him, bringing them eye to eye with one another. The dwarf smiled fondly as Legolas gushed on about the various constellations, shifting slightly as a warm sensation churned through his belly. Gimli was well aware of his crush on the Mirkwood Prince—he’d been smitten ever since the Council of Elrond—but he’d never had the chance to enjoy the finer details of the elf from such a close distance. He could feel his heartbeat begin to pick up as his eyes wandered freely over Legolas’s body. Gimli had never before noticed the sheen of his golden hair, the way it seemed to glow even in the dark of night. He’d never admired the definition of Legolas’s collarbone, which protruded ever so slightly from the deep neckline of his evening shirt. He hadn’t been given the chance to discover the pink hue of the elven lips, which looked particularly enticing bathed in the ethereal light of—

“Master Dwarf, are you listening to me?” Gimli jerked backward in surprise, blushing fiercely.

“My apologies, I s-seemed to have lost my focus,” he sputtered, painfully aware that his companion had most definitely noticed his staring. They gazed at each other wide-eyed and shy, uncertain of what would come next. The seconds stretched on into eternity. Legolas’s ears flushed a deep scarlet, and he took a shaky breath before uttering his next words so softly that Gimli had to strain to hear them.

“Do you like what you see?” The dwarf’s eyebrows shot up as a swooping sensation passed through him. Was the elf flirting with him? Gimli swallowed, summoning all the charisma and charm he could muster.

“There are many beautiful stars in the night sky tonight, but none more fair than you, my prince.” The blonde let out a surprised giggle, threading his fingers through his hair as he digested the implication of Gimli’s words. He parted his lips to speak, then closed them again, searching for the proper response. His eyes softened, and he leaned towards Gimli as though he were about to confess a secret.

“You make my heart thunder within my chest,” he whispered, his mouth near enough to the dwarf to send shivers down his spine. Unable to stop himself, Gimli’s focus shifted once again to the alluring pink lips that smiled so sweetly at him. Legolas watched him, eyes flicking between meeting his gaze and the dwarven mouth. Ever so slowly, they leaned in. When they were just a hair's width apart, Legolas froze and tensed, squeezing his eyes shut.

“I must confess that I have never done this before,” he murmured so close to him that Gimli could taste his breath. “Will you teach me?”

Gimli's breath hitched at the elf's words, his heart pounding. Slowly, he raised a calloused hand to cup the side of the elf's face, his thumb gently brushing against the soft skin. Legolas leaned into the touch, his eyes fluttering open to meet Gimli's gaze, filled with a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty.

"There's nothing to it, lad," Gimli whispered, his voice rough but tender. "Just follow your heart, and let it guide you."

With that, he closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a tentative, gentle kiss. Legolas responded hesitantly at first, but as the moments passed, he grew bolder, his lips moving against Gimli's with increasing confidence. The warmth of the elf's mouth, the softness of his lips, it was everything Gimli had imagined and more. The stars above seemed to shine brighter, the night air filled with an electric charge as they lost themselves in each other.

Legolas’s lips were like the softest velvet, tasting faintly of the sweet wine they had shared earlier. Gimli felt a rush of sensations he had never experienced before, a thrilling mix of nervous excitement and profound tenderness. The elf’s hands, delicate yet strong, found their way to the broad dwarven shoulders, pulling him closer as if afraid to let go. Gimli’s fingers threaded through the silky strands of Legolas’s hair, marveling at it’s smoothness. Time stood still as they melted into each other.

When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting together as they shared a quiet moment of intimacy. Gimli could see the stars reflected in Legolas's eyes, and for the first time, he understood the elf's fascination with them. They were a beautiful, warm, and infinite, just like the bond that was beginning to grow between them.