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geologyin-blog · 6 months ago
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Gems & Rocks Found in Michigan including Petoskey stones, chlorastrolite, Lake Superior agates, jaspilite, Yooperlite, pudding stones, Fordite
Michigan is a gem for rockhounds and gemstone enthusiasts, showcasing a diverse array of minerals, fossils, and rare stones.
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sinisterslyfox · 8 months ago
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Jaspilite the Kobold
In further efforts to expand my roster of character types, I drew this kobold
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oblivions-dawn · 1 year ago
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Cocky Serana Time? Cocky Serana Time
I actually debated whether or not I should participate in WIP Wednesday this week . . . but I caved. And while I do have a very nice 'heeheehoohoo' Virana scene, maybe that can be something I share here next week if I'm still picking away at my currently very hated chapter. I love the idea that Serana takes the most pride in her necromancy prowess and got the idea to showcase it here because, while she's lovingly resurrecting every two seconds in my game, she hasn't done so as much in my fanfiction. And I had to remedy that immediately, so. Hope you enjoy. ❤
The elf walked past. Serana silently stalked after him, fangs dug into her lip. She crept closer to him with every step, his words reduced to soft, careless whistles that echoed off the walls, unaware of the vampire that carefully stood up and lifted her razor—
Serana plunged the blade of her dagger deep into his back, just to the left of his spine. She twisted, then ripped it out; blood gushed from the gaping wound. He turned with a suffocating gasp as the torch clattered to the floor; his eyes lingered on her just long enough for her to witness the last whispers of life fade from his gaze.
Just before his knees buckled beneath his dead weight, Serana extended out her cold hand and cast a spell. The violet and indigo-tinged wisp spiralled from her fingertips and struck the Altmer’s body—it immediately became stiff and rigid. Shades of nightshade stained his vacant eyes, his soul tethered, chained, anchored to the once empty host against its will. She curled her fingers in as she dropped her hand; the zombie relaxed instantly, his head bowed in obedience. A smirk of pride stretched her pale lips.
“What the fuck was the point of this again?”
Serana folded her arms and turned, only to find Vigdis already beside her with a glare.
“This,” she began, “is going to make it a lot easier to sneak around. He’ll be able to tell me when there’s trouble—and his friends won’t even notice that he’s actually dead.”
With a simple wave of her hand, the corpse retrieved his torch and resumed his natural stance from before. The puppet’s invisible strings hung loosely from her fingers, his calm façade a sign that there were currently no other Thalmor agents nearby.
“This is fucking stupid,” the hunter muttered pessimistically.
“I don’t suppose you have a better idea?” Serana questioned, a fiery and challenging edge in her voice. When the redhead only narrowed her icy eyes and huffed defeatedly in response, Serana quirked her dark brow, smug. “I didn’t think so.”
“Personally I think it’s impressive,” Wynn piped up. “I’ve never seen someone perform necromancy so flawlessly before.”
The vampire grinned slightly, then shrugged. “It’s a simple trick, really. Child’s play.”
“Ooo, cocky!” The thief smirked, a flirtatious glint in her jaspilite eyes. “I like it.”
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larimared · 10 days ago
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tom hiddleston,   forty,   cis   man,   he/him.   𐙚   you   do   not   know   me   but   rest   assured   i   know   you,   LORD   BENEDICT   GRANT.   you   are   the   astronomy professor at oxford university.   you   maybe   be   known   for   your   brilliance   but   it   is   only   a   mask   for   the   true   nature   of   your   haunted   ways.   however,   i   am   not   here   to   spread   slander   on   the   queen’s   jewels,   though   i   suspect   you   are   her   jaspilite.   the   ton   says   your   name   reminds   them   of   an   eery   silence   spreading   through   an   empty   home,   the   twinkling   of   bright   stars   in   the   sky,   melancholic   music   on   the   pianoforte,   a   shadow   on   the   hill   most   are   afraid   of.   how   scandalous!   you   have   been   warned,   dear   reader,   that   i   will   prove   if   this   is   true   and   share   every   last   detail.
dossier.     biography.     wanted plots.
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cordiallyhqs · 10 days ago
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・.・𓂃۶ৎ ― WELCOME !! we extend our deepest thanks for your gracious acceptance of our invitation to the most dazzling of social seasons. to secure your rightful place among the most distinguished of society, please do kindly attend to the following steps found here so that your standing may be confirmed and your reputation duly polished.
please send your account to the main and post your character's intro within 48 hours. you have 72 hours from your acceptance to make your first in-character post.
(courtney eaton, twenty-nine, cis woman, she/her) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, MISS MAIA TEACH. you are the GOVERNESS TO THE HOUSE OF HERMANCE. you maybe be known for your EXUBERANCE but it is only a mask for the true nature of your INTRUSIVE ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her MAGNESITE. the ton says your name reminds them of WHISPERED AND PLAYFUL WORDS BETWEEN LOVERS, SMILING AT A BEAUTIFUL STRANGER FROM AFAR, THE EXHILERATION OF A DAY OFF FROM RESPONSIBILITIES. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (andy, 33, est, she/they/he, trigger: trypophobia)
(paul mescal, twenty-eight, cis male, he/him) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, SIR ALISTAIR BENNETT. you are A KNIGHT BACHELOR. you maybe be known for your GENTLENESS but it is only a mask for the true nature of your INDECISIVE ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her LEPIDOLITE. the ton says your name reminds them of THE HANDS THAT STOP YOUR FALL, THE CRUNCH OF LEAVES UNDER BOOTS, THE SOUND OF A SWORD HITTING THE GROUND. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (andy, 33, est, she/they/he, trigger: trypophobia)
(antonia gentry, twenty-five, cis woman, she/her) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, LADY AMELIA ROSEWOOD. you are the YOUNGER SISTER TO THE RULING VISCOUNT ROSEWOOD. you maybe be known for your NONCHALANCE but it is only a mask for the true nature of your FLIRTATIOUS ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her HELIODOR. the ton says your name reminds them of DRESSES NOT TIDIED TO THE STANDARD OF THE TON, SWEET SMILES THAT REMIND OTHERS OF THE DEVIL, A PUFF OF SMOKE PUSHING PAST PLUSH LIPS, FEET KICKED UP ON ANY SURFACE. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (isa, 25, cst, she/her, no triggers)
(tom hiddleston, forty, cis man, he/him) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, LORD BENEDICT GRANT. you are the RULING LORD GRANT & ASTRONOMY PROFESSOR AT OXFORD UNIVERSITY. you maybe be known for your BRILLIANCE but it is only a mask for the true nature of your HAUNTED ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her JASPILITE. the ton says your name reminds them of AN EERY SILENCE SPREADING THROUGH AN EMPTY HOME, THE TWINKLING OF BRIGHT STARS IN THE SKY, MELANCHOLIC MUSIC ON THE PIANOFORTE, A SHADOW ON THE HILL MOST ARE AFRAID OF. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (isa, 25, cst, she/her, no triggers)
(josé ramón barreto, thirty-one, cis man, he/him) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, SIR DOMINGO "DOM" ALVARADO you are the YOUNGER BROTHER TO THE RULING BARON ALVARADO, KNIGHT BACHELOR & DIPLOMAT. you maybe be known for your ALTRUISM but it is only a mask for the true nature of your OBSESSIVE ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her BENITOITE. the ton says your name reminds them of PERFECT HANDWRITING, SALT AIR FROM DISTANT SHORES, A TORN HEART, A DESIRE FOR MARRIAGE BASED ON DUTY. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (miranda, 22, mdt, she/her, trigger: gore) *ela kara’s former betrothed wanted connection
(gugu mbata-raw, forty, cis woman, she/her) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, LADY MILLICENT GRANT . you are the ESTRANGED WIFE OF TO THE RULING LORD GRANT. you maybe be known for your PATIENCE but it is only a mask for the true nature of your JEALOUS ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her MANGANO CALCITE. the ton says your name reminds them of RESTLESS NIGHTS, BEGGING FOR YOU TO SEE HER, DOG EARED BOOKS, FEELING HOMESICK WHILE HOME. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (bobbie, 28, gmt, she/her, no triggers)
(nicholas galitzine, twenty-nine, cis man, he/him) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, MISTER GABRIEL YOUNG. you are the WARD TO HOUSE OF SINCLAIR. you maybe be known for your INDEPENDENT but it is only a mask for the true nature of your ARROGANT ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her VILLIAUMITE. the ton says your name reminds them of FOGGY MORNINGS, WORDS SEND IN MALICE THAT YOU CAN'T TAKE BACK, AND THE LAST FEW GRAINS OF SAND IN AN HOURGLASS. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (pen, 26, est, she/her, no triggers)
(anya chalotra, twenty-eight, cis woman, she/her) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, MISS NATASHA GUPTA. you are the WARD OF THE VIDURA FAMILY. you maybe be known for your CONFIDENCE but it is only a mask for the true nature of your DECEITFUL ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her STICHTITE. the ton says your name reminds them of A GOLDEN VEIL COVERING HALF YOUR FACE, THE SMELL OF VANILLA AND ROSE, AND GASPS INTO THE MIDNIGHT AIR. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (pen, 26, est, she/her, no triggers) *edward st. george's first love wanted connection
(luke thompson, thirty-three, cis man, he/him) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, LORD ARDEN OLIVIER GRANT. you are the BROTHER TO THE RULING LORD GRANT. you maybe be known for your METICULOUSNESS but it is only a mask for the true nature of your SANCTIMONIOUS ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her RHONDITE. the ton says your name reminds them of TEACHING YOURSELF TO BE A VILLAIN TO NOT HAVE TO REPENT FOR A DIFFICULT MIND, TEARS FROM A CHILD THAT STILL STAIN YOUR CHEEKS, PERFECTING THE ART OF FALLING TO GRACE WITHOUT A SPLATTER. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (danii, 25, est, she/her, no triggers)
(go min si, thirty one, gender queer, they/she) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, LADY MUN AHRI. you are the RULING LADY MUN. you maybe be known for your INGENUITY but it is only a mask for the true nature of your MANIPULATIVE ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her MUSGRAVITE. the ton says your name reminds them of A CROWN TOO BIG FOR YOUR HEAD, A SYMPHONY IN AN EMPTY BALLROOM, EXPECTATIONS WEIGHING HEAVILY UPON YOUR SHOULDERS, GIRLHOOD FORFEITED IN LIEU OF GREATNESS, FEELING AS THOUGH TRUST LIES ONLY IN YOURSELF, SEEMINGLY PERFECT AND READY TO UNRAVEL. how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail. (ghost, thirty, est, they/them, no triggers)
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icy-watch · 2 months ago
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This office is super interesting.
There's the red and black stone that I spent a few minutes trying to figure out (jaspilite is my best guess, based on the lines - bloodstone is the other). And then there's that wall in the background - which looks like people fighting something off screen.
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smile-files · 1 month ago
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i'm so confused guys
hematite always has a red streak, even though it often isn't red, because it's full of iron. it's red all-over when it's hematite ochre. it can also be found in banded iron formations as jaspilite, which have stripes of red, but those stripes are from jasper, not the hematite, which itself is full of iron?? or maybe the jasper is full of hematite??? or something????
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ikana-0777 · 2 years ago
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top 5 rocks
obsidian easily big fan of obsidian
a perfectly smooth pebble found next to a river
when i looked up rocks jaspilite looked pretty cool
granite is pretty ok id say
can i just put all igneous rocks on here honestly they're the object best kind
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doesdarlingexe · 9 months ago
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Blue Goldstone
Jaspilite
! OP IS A PROSHIPPER !
OPEN Selfship Game !!
I'm bored and I wanna do one of those "who your f/o reminds me of" things... is it original? No but it's fun. So, reblog with 1-3 of your F/Os (familial, romantic, platonic, or your mortal enemy I don't care) and I'll assign them some sort of rock or crystal based on vibes!
Ex:
John Doe (John Doe), "Meat" Rhodochrosite ; Peter (Your Boyfriend), Tumbled Dumortierite
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kazehebinogem · 4 years ago
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Jaspilite&White Sapphire➡️Zoisite
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geologyin-blog · 2 months ago
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Michigan is a significant destination for rockhounds and gemstone collectors due to its wide variety of minerals, fossils, and rare stones. The state's diverse geological history, influenced by ancient volcanic activity, glacial movements, and the presence of the Great Lakes, has created an environment rich in collectible geological specimens. 
Notable finds include Petoskey stones along Lake Michigan and the rare Chlorastrolite, also known as Greenstone, found on Isle Royale. Other distinctive materials, such as the UV-reactive Yooperlite, the colorful Leland Blue Stone, and ancient glacial Pudding Stones, are also present. Additionally, minerals like Jaspilite and Thomsonite can be found throughout the state. 
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opossums-in-a-trenchcoat · 1 year ago
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The final rocks of my rock advent!!
Dec 19: jaspilite!
Dec 21: labradorite
Dec 23: green dalmatian jasper
This was great fun, I love rocks
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My brother and I got a rock advent calendar to share!!!
These are the ones I got so far. The first day I got a big sodalite. (My brother got amazonite yesterday that’s roughly the same size)
Today I got a little baby! It’s red agate I think
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oblivions-dawn · 7 months ago
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𝐖𝐲𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐞; 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝
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─[✦]─ ❝ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟʏ ᴘᴀss ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ғᴀɪʟ.❞ ─[✦]─
Age: 26-29 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Female Sexuality: Polyamorous Pansexual Height: 6'2 Birthsign: The Tower Race: Altmer Class: Charmer/Whip-Thrasher Alliances: Thieves Guild of Riften Family: Sivrien - Father [alive]; Joriael - Mother [alive]; Elindil - Brother [alive]; Lyathel - Sister [alive]; Finnien - Brother [alive]; Rulve - Sister [alive] Love Interests: Karliah [romantic]; Sapphire [romantic/sexual]; Vex & Svana [previous]; Brynjolf [business]
For lore and extras, please peruse under the cut below!
𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞;
Wynn was the third child born to an upper class family in Lillandril, who were rich due to their shipbuilding business. As a middle child, she was often overlooked by her parents and overshadowed by her older, more successful siblings. She had a cousin that she often played--and got into trouble--with. At a young age she had a tendency to steal jewellery from extended family members, a habit that she perfected over the years. Eventually, her mother tried to set her up with a high-ranking Thalmor Justicar, and Wynn realised that her previously enjoyed freedom was in jeopardy. In secret, she had a ship built and hired a crew, then took to the seas to become a pirate--and to live the free life she so desired. After many years sailing the ocean, Wynn was caught and jailed in Windhelm. Her first mate rescued her, only to inform her that her ship had been destroyed and her crew had disbanded. Disheartened by this news, Wynn went to Riften in search of refuge. After Wynn worked in Haelga's Bunkhouse for some months, her underhanded thieving had grabbed the attention of Brynjolf after Haelga complained. Now Wynn happily steals on behalf of the Thieves Guild--and gets paid for it, too.
𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬;
❂ Wynnarwe makes an appearance in my sequel fanfiction, Breathless, in Chapter 6, The Gathering Storm, and Chapter 7, A Delicate Extraction. ❂ Her full name is Wynnarwe Elsinael ‘len Joriael Taena Anaelion ‘ata Sivrien Kaenoril Ranimare ‘cal Camahl-Thramire. ❂ Wynn had a brief love affair with Svana Fair-Shield, which earned her extreme disapproval from Haelga. Despite that, she still, occasionally, visited Svana--until the auburn informed Wynn that she and Ingun had unexpectedly become an item. ❂ She also slept with Brynjolf. For business reasons, of course. ❂ She typically uses her whip or whatever is on hand in the moment to fight if she has no other choice. This has led her to use silverware and even a stick in previous situations. ❂ Wynn owns a manor in Riften that has secret access to Shadowfoot Sanctum, which grants her a more discreet and direct entry into The Ragged Flagon. ❂ During discussions with Nocturnal, Wynn offered herself up as a consort rather than a guardian of the Skeleton Key after she dies. To everyone's surprise, the Daedric Prince found this amusing, and agreed. ❂ Wynn's flower crown has gold kanet flowers, juniper berries, and redwort flowers. ❂ She's ambidextrous--and incredibly proud of this fact. ❂ Wynn's eyes are akin to jaspilites. ❂ She's gone through the most character changes. She was originally blonde, then brunette, then blonde again. She also used to be named Aerwynn. ❂ She had a drink with Sanguine once. Although it was supposed to be A Night to Remember, she doesn't remember much at all--only the headache of a quest that followed. ❂ After Sapphire gifted her with a gem of the same name, Wynnarwe had Madesi craft an earring with it, which she wears all the time.
For information on other OCs, you can find them under Senu's Skyrim OCs! If you'd like to see fanart of Wynnarwe, browse her tag on my blog!
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pirates-of-misadventure · 2 years ago
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gemsonaresources · 8 years ago
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Weapons, abilities and all possible fusions for Crazy Lace Agate, Pietersite and Jaspilite.
Cr*zy Lace Agate:
Weapon:http://gemsonaresources.tumblr.com/post/134824085365/what-would-be-a-good-weapon-for-crazy-lace-agate
Ability:http://gemsonaresources.tumblr.com/post/134142250625/do-you-have-any-suggestions-for-powers-for-blue#notes
Pietersite:
Weapon:Lightning bolt shaped spikes; lightning (see ‘Ability’; key shaped weapons“It has been called “The Tempest Stone”,  “Eagle’s Eye” and “Storm Stone” said to quell negative emotions, dispelling illusions and offering one assistance in the recognition of the beauty of one’s soul…it has been said to offer one the”keys to the kingdom of heaven”.”http://www.shimmerlings.com/gemstones/pietersite/
Ability:http://gemsonaresources.tumblr.com/post/154745546985/powers-for-a-pietersite-and-a-silver-obsidian#notes
Jaspilite:
Weapon:Saw (it can also cut through gemstones)“Jaspilite has many useful applications such as supplies for lapidary, decorative boulders or stones for landscaping, and polished slabs and stones make quite elegant pieces for specimen display.”http://rothsrocks.com/jaspilite
Ability:Shield/Forcefield/Bubble“Strong protection stone.”http://www.infiniteflame.com/stoneinfo1.htmFusions:
Cr*zy Lace Agate X Pietersite:-Charoite-Purple (Cr*zy) Lace Agate
Cr*zy lace Agate X Jaspilite:Red Banded Agate
Pietersite X Jaspilite:Spectrolite
Cr*zy Lace Agate X Pietersite X Jaspilite:Fire Obsidian-Mod Stevonnie
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erosofthepen · 3 years ago
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Cherish
first fic in a fat minute. hope you enjoy. 
Pairing: Trans!Kili x Nonbinary/GN Reader
Words: 759
Warnings: Nudity (nothing smutty though), A little steamy at first but not sexual, and its implied that kili is insecure, but there’s nowhere that mentions it outright. in fact, i don't even think one reading it would assume that’s the issue.
Tags: @midearthwritings @grunid
     Your hands worked their way down Kili’s back, massaging out the tension and knots, the stress of both the blade and the court drawing him as taunt as the sting of his bow. Steam from the bath floated and curled around you both as you sat behind him. You supposed that was one good thing about living in a forge-city. There was never an absence of hot water, even in the middle of winter. Kili sighed as you rubbed back up his spine, and without much thought, you leaned forward to place a kiss on the back of his shoulder. A small sound escaped Kili’s throat, something caught between a whimper and a moan, and you smiled against his skin, kissing up the muscle of his shoulder to the soft skin and stubble of his neck. Unfortunately, he moved away before you could do much else.
Brows crossing, your face formed a pout at his withdrawal, but you didn’t protest, instead collecting a bottle of fine pressed jojoba oil and lathering your hands with it before rubbing it into the Prince’s scalp. The traders from Haradrim had made their way to the Dale markets a month or so before, and you had wasted no time in exchanging gold for the precious oils. But your mind was soon back on Kili, for something seemed amiss. Whether it was how he had drawn away from you earlier, or how he seemed to tense under your touch, you did not know, but what truly mattered was trying to coax and answer out of him.
“Is there anything troubling you, Kurdûn?” You asked, slowing the movements of your fingers and waiting for his response. He answered far too quickly, a swift no, and that was all. You stopped your motion entirely before tugging his head up to look at you. He was so perfect like this, wet bangs plastered to his forehead and temples, freshly cleaned of grime and dust, his eyes gazing up at you. They were the color of rich jaspilite, beautiful and dark and warm, and so warm were they that if you stared into them long enough, you were quite sure you would melt.
“I don’t believe you,” you said, hands trailing down to cup his cheeks, thumbs rubbing up and down his scruff, “not when you seem so far apart from yourself. Do you wish to speak to me about it?”
The Prince hesitated, taking a breath. Steam still swirled around you and Kili, and the whirls dissipated after hitting skin, breaking apart into different directions before entirely disappearing. Letting out his breath, Kili shook his head.
“I’d rather not,” he muttered. However, he did reach up towards your face, pulling you down so your lips could meet. It was a soft kind of pleasure, loving one another in this way. When the time seemed right, you broke away, leaving a trail of kisses along his cheeks, his nose, over his eyelids, and finally his forehead.
No other words were spoken as you finished bathing him. You helped him dry off, and wrung the wetness out of his locks before kneeling behind him to braid his hair down the back. His bangs were kept free of the plait, the damp strands reflecting like copper in the candlelight. When you had finished, the Prince turned to you and stroked your cheek.
“I love you… more than anything.” he said simply. Quite suddenly, he stood, lifting you with him in the process. At this point, after all your time spent with him, it hardly surprised you with how easily he was able to carry you.
Not long after, you were laying on your bed, both in fresh nightclothes, the quilts piled around you. One of your hands traced the stitches, plucking them here and there, and the other rubbed Kili’s back gently. Whilst you were propped up against the pillows, the Prince rested his head upon your heart, eyes half-closed as he let himself drift asleep. Your breathing was nearly matched, and the only sounds beyond that were the steady crackling of the logs in the fireplace. You watched as one of the logs shifted, a flurry of sparks ascending and a sharp ‘pop’ splitting the air. Kili stirred and lifted his head, blinking at the sudden noise, before you placed your hand in his hair and guided him back down to rest.
“Rest now, my beautiful mizimelûh.”
You cherished the way he nestled his head under your chin, and smiled as you felt him drift into sleep.
Kurdûn: Man of my Heart
MIzimelûh: Jewel of all Jewel’s
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