#mossthebogwitch

[shirefantasies]

From mossthebogwitch I had no idea what i was doing but I did my best.

Since it was now a dare i am submitting myself for a matchup: presently I am mortified.but too curious to back down now. I have sealed my own fate per usual. I appreciate you taking me on this journey and hope you enjoy the experience! I don't know what gender I prefer in partner: I have a huge weakness for Kíli - I have no hard fast rules- just have fun it's a Tumblr matchup yknow?🤣

I would prefer Hobbit based matches since that is my current hyperfixation.

I radiate golden retriever energy: loyal, never gonna give you upn never gonna let you down, never gonna turn around and desert you. I'm the unofficial security guard according to my boss. I have a level head under pressure and I don't back down.  I have a constant stream of humor. The comedy doesn't end. I enjoy being an artist and writer in many media's. I study folklore and weird nature things. Im the weird facts kid grown up to the ' adult who knows how to do a bunch of different things'.

I have trouble socializing due to anxiety and OCD. Because of this I'm naturally more of a watcher until I feel comfortable.  I'm either casually friendly or hiding behind other people talking.  I'm a mom friend and the one people go to for help. I work in counseling its natures pipeline.

If I'm not working, reading, tending my pets, wild foraging for supplies or exploring hiking trails, I can be found cobbling together my house and garden from whatever I get my grabby hands on.

I have a community garden and regularly supply winter camping gear, food, first aid, and hygienic supplies. I do feral cat housing too so I just do a lot of weird stuff. Last week I saved a squirrel?? Befriending crows is starting this week lol. Never dull.

I plan on painting my entire house in fantasy based murals and hiding meme paintings behind appliances..Spock is behind my stove.

One funny thing i do that my coworkers thinks is hilarious is I have an entire measurement system for measuring animals using only potatoes as a counting system. Yknow how you count horses with hands?I count animals using potatoes and i am right every time the key is when to switch your counter between Russetts and Yukon golds. It's a good day when a growing animal graduates from being counted from russetts to Yukon golds.

I'm 5'0  and don't mind because I grew up LOTR with Gimli!! He's short and I'm short too!! I am told I have mood ring eyes that change shades of blue with my emotions and I'm red green color blind so that's fun.

Voted most likely to have a mug of coffee or tea in hand at work while I give one of my coworkers a gentle peptalk which turns into me pulling out the Gimli scale and asking them where they are on there today.

Yes, this is great @mossthebogwitch ! More detail always helps on my end 🥰 also you sound like such a fun person I wanna be friends 😆😆😆 the potato counting & secret memes are legendary OMG! I definitely saw you with a dwarf right away, but after some thought, I decided on...

Bofur!

You meet under curious circumstances, you having settled at the foot of the great mountain after the war. Thinking you are alone, you had made your way to the woods, idly walking until a chattering squirrel spiraling up a tree distracts you. Given your love of animals, you strike up a conversation, getting quite lost in it all when a jovial voice rings out behind you, asking if you’re getting along, then. Turning, you see a dwarf with a large floppy hat and twin braids standing a ways behind you, apologizing for startling you- you must've jumped more than you realized. In the end, he introduces himself as Bofur and offers you a piece of one of his brother's biscuits from his pockets to give to the squirrel. Finding out that he works as a toymaker, you promise to visit his shop, and when you take in all the wonders he creates with his cousin, well, you can hardly stay away! Bofur ends up enlisting you to paint murals upon the walls of his and Bifur’s shop, which the young ones of Erebor and New Dale alike delight greatly in. Bifur is very impressed by your art and building skills, elbowing Bofur at every chance he gets and waggling his eyebrows over the amazing lass that’s seemingly just fallen into his life.

The first time Bofur actually initiates some time alone with you, he asks you to join him for a night in town, and that’s when he learns you work with livestock. You best believe he laughs his mustache off at your counting technique and also vows to steal it. You can see in his manner, though, and what you know of him that he would be great with the animals too. He can see that you prefer him not to ask so many personal questions and to lead the conversation which he is more than happy to do! He tells you all about his family, the quest he went on, his funny nice hobbit friend Bilbo, where to get the best ale in town if you’re into that sort of thing, a cool rock his brother found in the mines the other day, you name it! Everything is lighter when you two are together. Ever the gentleman, he waits to share your first kiss until he is completely sure you’re ready.

Bofur loves your height; you are a few inches taller than him, not much but just so that he can rest his forehead against yours and put his head on your shoulder. Either one of you can cuddle against the other’s chest as desired. Knowing how much of your time goes to helping others, though, brings the dwarf to lean heavily towards caring for you whether that means he is the one holding you or singing for you or simply by giving you lots of time to get comfortable and express your needs, even if it’s hard. Even in your most tender moments, though, both of you are cracking jokes. Always laughter between you two! Anything big gets called a Yukon Gold with you two because he just loves that saying so much.

If you are comfortable with it, Bofur loves to take you dancing just to show you off! He also adores the way you’ll stand up for him if anyone is mean or pushy- your loyalty is astounding and you truly have a dwarf-like spirit. He gets heart eyes when you become a de facto bouncer and actually throw a drunk or two out of the place. He also takes you camping, pitching a tent and bringing your supplies so you can stay wrapped outside with your animal friends and some weenies to roast beneath the stars.

Teases you to high heaven about being colorblind, though. Overdramatically reminds you what color you’re painting that toy, asks you if you’re sure that’s the right color for the leaves on your mural. Feel free to smack him lightly, he knows he deserves it and he’ll just laugh! If anxiety or OCD symptoms lead to you having a routine or a placement of things that being comfort (if so, big mood friend!), Bofur is definitely the best at remembering to have them out there and follow that for you, no questions asked. You’ll feel so cared for, that his house is a home. You are his warm hearth, his neverending laughter, the only person who could convince him to take home a wounded opossum and call it Bofur jr. but this is his life now and you know what? Bifur was right- he’d run into quite a catch in those woods, a lass far more beautiful than any old fern or flower.

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[bunniesbearsandadventures]

Okay nerds I have decided to make a moodboard tag game of my own!

Its sorta like a get to know OP related mixed with some random stuff

Square 1: favorite time of day

Square 2: favorite aesthetic

Square 3: a color that describes you

Square 4: a favorite quote

Square 5: current obsession, show, movie, book, anything

Square 6: favorite texture

Square 7: favorite outfit, or an outfit you wish you had in your closet

Square 8: any world universe, or place you see yourself living in

Square 9: favorite flower

Andddd here is mine:

Here are some no pressure tags:

@peachyhellaverse @jade-argetlam @mossthebogwitch @evenstaredits @fizzyxcustard @capynul @foxxy-126 @possibly-in-wonderland @snowyerebor @urlocalweirdperson1232 @lore-gore @mcfrickinglosingit1870 @alastorsgoldie @deadgrrlwalking @toothlessgiroux @kpopgirlbtssvt

And anyone else who wants to join :3

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[spacemanxpaninis]

New tag game just dropped >:) my result kinda tracks doesn’t it? 🥺😅 @letmelickyoureyeballs @mossthebogwitch @daisey14 @kilibaggins

Quiz is here!

[ichoosechoasandbeingqueer]

I have a fic question, please tell me I’m not going crazy and imagining it, I swear I read it I’m just having the hardest time finding it. It’s fili x reader and reader gets taken by orcs one night and the company has to rescue reader. You are so good at finding and recommending fics, I thought I’d ask you for help! Thank you!

I would absolutely love to help! I’m not sure I’ve read this one or at least I can remember reading this one but I’ll send a call out!

@mossthebogwitch @toothlessgiroux @silvermoon-scrolls @blairsanne @filisleftmustachebraid

Does this ring a bell??

[bragiedfili]

For @mossthebogwitch a Fili sun ☀️

With all the Fili sun memes I instantly thought of Fili’s face as the teletubbies sun and had to make it!

[kililvr]

VALENTINES DAY ;

a/n : without spoiling too much, this isn't a romantic fic, and you will read why. just fili and kili being cuties. thank you for the idea @mossthebogwitch. this is rather short but i wanted to get it posted, it's not proof read and it has a few khuzdul words used. also, for the sake of the fic, we are going to roll with the idea dwarves celebrate valentines day, okay? okay.

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losing a loved one was always going to be hard. losing your best friend, husband and father of your children was something dis could relate too on a heartbreaking level.

it was true what they said : it did get easier with time. though there were days set to celebrate love that reminded her of her loss.

today was one of those days. valentines day had arrived faster than she hoped, and her heart broke a little more. she sighed, her hand rested against the empty cold side that once belonged to her husband. her fingers softly gripped the material, eyes stinging with tears as the memories flooded her.

the silence inside her room was a contrasted difference to the noise of her two son's outside. the sun was blaring down on them harshly but it didn't not stop them from their mini missions.

“just braid them together kili, it's not that hard” fili scolded as he watched his younger brother try to make a flower crown. he didn't want to seem so harsh, but he had to make their amad happy. he knew today was a day she dreaded, and he hoped to ease just a fraction of her pain.

“i am trying,” kili huffed as he narrowed his eyes even more, “the stalk keeps breaking instead of piercing” the complaint was ignored by his older brother, who was preoccupied with his own item.

he had crafted his mother four wooden figures, one to resemble each member of the family. seeking the aid of bofur, who helped him ensure the figures were crafted to a beautiful standard, fili was now adding the final touches. he was nervous, his hands shaking slightly as he inhaled a deep breath, trying to remain focused.

“aha!” fili jumped at the sudden loud cheer from his brother. he turned to look at him, who was now holding the flower crown proudly in his hand, a soft smile rising on the eldests face.

“beautiful kili” he complimented, before refocusing on his own task. when he had finished, he gently gathered the figures in his hands before standing up. the two headed inside, walking straight for the kitchen area.

the wooden table in the middle was now being used as their mothers surprise table. fili placed the figures down in order : the two taller ones in the back whilst the two smaller ones stood in front of them. it resembled fili, kili, their amad and adad.

the poem that fili asked his uncle to get from ori had arrived in time, thankfully. he placed that flat on the table too as kili watched over the food they started. when kili winced, burning himself somehow, fili took over. dishing up the breakfast, he instructed kili to light the candles without burning himself for a second time.

a bouquet of flowers rested in the middle of the table, tied together with their adad's old rag, a sentimental touch. the two brothers took a step back to admire their work, and though it all went perfectly, fili still shuffled nervously, rummaging through the intricate details. it took kili pulling him back for him to stop, exhaling a deep breath he didn't know he was holding.

satisfied, they both made their way up to their amad, softly knocking on the door. dis wiped away the stray tears, sitting up in bed properly as she softly called for her sons to enter.

“hey amad,” kili cheerily greeted as he wasted no time jumping into bed beside her when she opened her arms for them, fili climbing in on the other side as she wrapped her arms around their shoulders, holding her sons close.

“what have you two been up too?” she questioned, knowing the silence of the house meant they'd been off doing other things.

“you'll find out,” fili mumbled as he embraced the comfort of his mothers hold, “but we need you to come downstairs” he finished.

her eyebrow quirked as she turned her head side to side, “oh, you best not have made a mess of my kitchen” her words serious but the entertained laugh that followed indicated she was joking.

“of course not amad,” kili stated as he got up from the bed, “come!” he excitedly held his hand out for her to grab. fili removed himself from the bed as dis accepted her youngest's outstretched hand.

kili ran on ahead, to ensure nothing had caught fire from the candles. fili stepped to the side when he entered, leaving the view clear for their mother. as she turned the corner, she halted in the doorway with a surprised gasp.

she hadn't even realised a tear had fallen from her eye until she felt her sons engulf her in a hug. she embraced them both, happy tears in her eyes, but an ache in her heart.

“you did all this for me?” words failed her, stumbling over them as she spoke. she sniffled as she pulled away, walking over to the table. she gently picked up the flower crown before placing it on her head. her eyes gazed at the items, a longing smile on her face as she stared at the wooden carvings that she knew represented their family.

“you deserve it amad,” fili spoke from behind her, “adad would be disappointed if we didn't make you happy”

a soft smile remained on her face as she turned to face her boys, who were now stood side by side, “your adad would be so proud of you” she reached both her hands out to caress one of their cheeks, triumphant smiles on their faces.

“happy valentines day amad”

“happy valentines day my inùdôy”

[letmelickyoureyeballs]

Dwarven Music

A playlist I found of Dwarven music. Favorites are When the Hammer Falls, Song of Durin, and Dwarven Forge. Still looking for more dwarf and middle earth related music if anyone has any recommendations.

Gonna credit @mossthebogwitch for getting me hooked. Been listening to these on repeat.

[shirefantasies]

I loved both of your new updates, with the Hobbit characters and Fellowship reacting to you calling them pretty. How do you imagine the elves replying when you call them pretty? Such as Lindir, Arwen, Haldir, Elrond and Figwit?

Lindir and Figwit are one and the same, that’s why there's only one :) here’s how I think it would go:

The Elves’ Reaction to You Calling Them Pretty

Gets sappy: Arwen, Lindir, Legolas

Shock: Elrond, Haldir, Feren

No you: Galadriel, Thranduil

Slowly, widely grinning, Arwen’s gaze falls from yours slightly, only to slide back. “You flatter me,” she says, voice lowering to a near-whisper as she steps closer, “especially for one who knows my heart is in your hands.” Flustered is the only word you could use to describe the look that crosses Lindir’s face, especially as you reach over to tuck a strand of his long dark hair behind his ear. A smile creeps across it, oh yes, but what can he do besides respond that no word that he knows can begin his description, no song he could write, would do you justice half as proper as he should like. Legolas bursts into a big, bashful smile before you even finish your sentence, reaching to take your hand and hold it against his chest. At first he says nothing, his dark eyes simply swimming in yours before he speaks. "I know not what I did to deserve such a love as you have given me, but I hope I do it again and again."

Taken aback, Elrond nearly leans away from your touch before seemingly thinking better of it, pale skin of his cheek resuming contact with your palm and bringing a rush of warmth with it. "You see beauty in the strangest of places," he chuckles, "in all things and every face you look upon. If only all of Middle-Earth could see as you do." And with that, his lips are on yours. Haldir tilts his head in- confusion? before his eyes are searching the gaze upon them, finding nothing but sincerity swimming in the beautiful color of your eyes. A smile breaks across his face, small but deeply affectionate, as he shakes his golden head. "I know not what to say beyond thanking the Valar for the gift of your love." You almost burst into a laugh at the way Feren's big brown eyes widen, turning like saucers as if you'd shifted to some unheard tongue mid-sentence. "Yes, you," you reiterate, reaching up to caress his face, the gorgeous arch of his cheekbone, "do I not make it apparent enough all the beauty I see in you?" Flushing, Feren simply shakes his head and leans into your touch before thinking better of it, turning instead to take your hand and press a kiss to the back of it. "Not at all. I was simply thinking of all the ways I should be returning the favor."

Amusement plays upon Galadriel's lips, loving glow overtaking her at your compliment, tinging her cheeks and glittering in her fair blue eyes. “Would that you could see through my eyes, meleth nîn,” she chuckles, reaching up to trace a pale hand along your hair, down the rise of your cheekbone, and to gently brush your lips with her thumb. Each motion a silent affirmation that has your heart singing as you grant her the kiss she asks for. “Well, aren’t you charming?” Thranduil teases, but all you can see in his eyes is pure, brimming love. “These are not your words, love, but mine.” His smile is wide, welcoming as the arms that pull you against the king’s back, elegant lips pecking your neck, then your cheek. “Your sincerity is a gift to this world, though. You say what you think whether it is what I wish or not. I suppose we can say I got lucky this time, did I not? As I do every day I have you by my side.”

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[bragiedfili]

Hey tumblr I’m trying to send @mossthebogwitch two videos why won’t you let me??

Like these need to be sent asap we need to talk about them!!

[shirefantasies]

was thinking about thorins company again and was thinking about a request and my mind jumped to "I wonder how they'd react if reader called them petty." so that's my request. how thorins company would react if the reader told them they were pretty.

Posting back to back because I got asked the same prompt for both stories almost simultaneously hehe! Ok now THIS? This can go one of two ways either so fluffy or so funny 😆 I think it would be divided so:

"OMG you think I'm pretty?": Bofur, Bombur, Dori, Ori, Fili, Kili, Bilbo

"How DARE you I am NOT pretty what do I look like some sort of elf lassie FDGSHVDGSH": Dwalin, Gloin, Nori

*Deadpan voice* What.: Balin, Thorin, Oin, Bifur

Bofur, frankly, is just a bit shell-shocked, but not unpleasantly so; in fact his smile says otherwise. “Well, no one’s ever called me something like that’ before!” Bombur would blush bright red at your words and smile widely. “Me? Really? Coming from someone as pretty as you?” Dori puffs up a bit despite the incredulity upon his face. “I try my best. But really, it- it’s working? Well, I…I…” Ori’s all smiles, sheepishly glancing away from you. “Me? No, I quite think that’s you, actually. Why, if you saw yourself the way I do, you’d know exactly what I mean.” Fili winks at you and flips his hair off his shoulder. “Oh, you think so, do you? Because I’ve thought the same and then some. …huh? About me or you? Maybe both! Just kidding. You’re the only one who’s ever caught my eye.” Kili acts quite similar, throwing you a wink as well. “You’re not so bad yourself, you know that? Ever have I desired an excuse to tell you.” Bright red- that is the only way to describe Bilbo as well, adorable in his stammering. “Me? Well, I try to take my best care of myself, but I don’t know about…. You insist? All right, then I’ll take the compliment so long as I can pay you back with a few. No, no, too late, please listen, because I am quite certain the only pretty one here is you.”

Dwalin’s arms are crossed the moment the word leaves your lips. “You think I’ve gone to war, bloodied my axes and dirtied my nails, just for some young thing to call me pretty?” He scoffs, but you make out the flush upon his cheeks and simply smile, shaking your head with amusement. Gloin is indignant, all but shouting that he hasn’t grown pointy ears or lost his beard, so don’t go acting like he’s one of those elves you can’t even tell maids from lords. “Oh, all right,” you tease, “what do you prefer then? Strapping? Handsome?” That shuts him right up. “What are you on about,” Nori asks you, “eh? Trying to charm something from me? I’ll have you know I’m not some tittering elf maid. You’ll have to try harder than that.” By harder than that, he evidently means the way you grab him by the collar, causing him to cave to your wishes immediately.

Balin freezes at your compliment, tilts his head. His brown eyes search yours. “I beg your pardon?” “You heard me.” Chuckling, he shakes his head. “Haven’t heard anything like that in a long time.” Deadpan describes both Thorin’s voice and expression as he seeks repetition of your statement. “Surely you have been told you cut a majestic figure before?” “Why are you telling me this?” The king responds. “Why do you think?” You shoot back, shaking your head. When the compliment leaves your lips, you can tell Oin is unsure if he heard you correctly; stepping closer, you repeat it breathily, a smile on your lips. “You mean I did- We-he-ell then!” He grins at you. Bifur peers blankly at you. “Yes, you,” you repeat, “need I describe the lovely pattern of your hair, your smile, your little creations you share with me or the way you…” Shaking his head, Bifur smiles and takes your hand.

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[hermoonself]

Questionnaire tag

Tagged by @lordoftherazzles!! Thank you so so much!!!

Last song: My Alcoholic Friends by The Dresden Dolls

Currently watching: I am not watching anything new but the last things I watched were The Hunger Games movies and Sleepy Hollow and oh I am rewatching Hannibal veery slowly

Currently reading: May Your Forge Burn Bright by @lordoftherazzles (what a coincidence haha) and (for class) some excerpt readings of Odysseus, and Edgar Allan Poe's Raven

Current favourites: Bagginshield, Hannigram, Teaholding (or jonmartin if you want to be boring)

Tags for @conkers-thecosy @mossthebogwitch @lillia-aka-lia @hikict @kililvr and anyone else who wants to participate <3

[bragiedfili]

@mossthebogwitch this is just one board I have on Pinterest 😅

[shirefantasies]

Can I please request how the fellowship would react to you calling them pretty? Cause like who gave them the right to be so GORGEOUS LIKE FRODO AND LEGOLAS ARE JUST SO AHHHHH. sorry I’m very passionate about that. Thank youuu ❤️❤️❤️

I’m going to break this up into a few reaction types here:

“Who, me?”: Aragorn, Legolas, Frodo

“Oh, you flatter me...”: Boromir, Gimli

“No, you!”: Sam, Merry, Pippin

“Fair is not a word I often hear,” Aragorn chuckles deeply, raising a brow. “Well, then the others are too intimidated to speak of your beauty,” you tease him, a hand to his cheek. All but starting at your words, Legolas’s dark eyes go wide, attention fully upon you and undivided. “Come now,” you inquire of the elf, taking a step closer, “has no one told you these words before?” “I suppose they have,” his eyes flicked momentarily downward, then back up to yours, “but never have they mattered before.” Frodo peers at you with great shock upon hearing you admit the great beauty you see in him. “All of that,” he replies softly, “when you look upon me?” “Yes,” you tell him simply, “and more still, yet I feared speak it all.” “Fear I have shared in my own hesitance to tell you how I feel,” Frodo replies.

“Well,” Boromir lets your name roll off his tongue more deliciously than usual, “I did not take you for such a silvertongue. Why do you flatter me so, hm?” “I only speak my heart,” you shoot back with a teasing grin, “and that is all I want in return from you.” “Oh ho? Is there something you wanted from me that you thought you needed to wheedle out? For I have quite the mind of a—” “No, Gimli,” you giggle, “I simply speak my truth. Do you not like the flowers I tucked in your hair?” “I…I love them.”

“Are you mad? Me?” Sam’s incredulity is almost colored with offense, a hand rising to his chest as his green eyes dart up to yours. “Why, you are the fairest I’ve ever seen, and no disrespect, but that is simply a word I must give back to you.” Smiling, you reach for Sam’s hand, plucking it up from his chest. “Then how about I tell you what a handsome hobbit you are instead, and how lucky I am he finds me fair?” Merry shakes his head at you. “‘Fraid not,” he rebuts, “save for that you’ve never seen a looking glass. Because if anyone is pretty around here, it is you.” Grinning widely, Pippin looks at you as if you’ve pulled him into the sun from years in a cave, as if he is experiencing sight for the first time. “You… you really think… somebody as beautiful as you feels the same about me? This is the best day of my life!” If he could pick you up and spin you, he would, but as it is, he settled for all but knocking you down in an embrace.

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[shirefantasies]

Yo I’m the

✨Goddess of Fiction✨

I’m freaking out this is so cool!!! I bless everyone’s writing projects 📚❤️

Tagging @kilibaggins @mossthebogwitch @ibabblealot @welikeimagines-andfandoms if y’all wanna try~

here's a random word generator--whatever word it gives you is now the thing you are the deity of

[bragiedfili]

For @mossthebogwitch watch these today when you need a pick me up.

I fell asleep right before Thorin comes into the company and says he’ll fight with them and the little forehead touch with Kili. So at nap time at work I’ll get those scenes for you!

[shirefantasies]

I wanna kiss Feren and comb his hair while he relaxes after a long day 😞 he looks so tired of everything (Love Thranduil but I would be on my last strand of sanity if I worked for him too)

I also feel like he greatly adores cats, like he's definitely snuck a kitten into work because he couldn't leave it all alone

You know what? Yes. Also, ✨two posts✨ from drafts this week because this one is so small (gif by @lokidlaufeyson, will delete from here if asked to!)

Breathe You In- Feren x Elf!Reader Drabble

Not an uncommon sight was it to catch Feren with a look of exasperation or even exhaustion upon his face. The king may have been fair, not quick to inflict harsh punishments upon his people, but that did not preclude him from making streams of demands, words which sent Feren this way and that, often after to inquire after or warn the prince. Certainly it came about due to Thranduil’s trust of your beloved-a status you were unsure the woodland king was even aware of- but sometimes you just wished you could march up to the great throne and tell him to quit treating such a wonderful and capable soul like an errand boy.

As he sat upon the bed, Feren breathed quite the sigh, shaking his head. “I must have ran across the entire kingdom and back today.”

Hands falling to his shoulders, you ran them lightly down, applying a bit of pressure and feeling tension melt from his muscles beneath it. With a look of bliss, he turned his head to meet your eyes, and the both of you shut your eyes and melted together into a kiss the moment gazes locked. Your hand slide down to run along his toned chest, his breaths coming slowly and languidly as your long kiss.

Feren held you against his forehead with a hand as you disconnected, both of you drawing a longer breath in unison. Clear as it was by his sudden grip what Feren's desire was, there you remained, hand over his heart and lungs filling with his air as it mingled with yours.

Finally, you broke the silence. "Turn around, my love."

Obeying, Feren rotated, shifting to accommodate you as you loosened his cape and set it aside, taking instead his flowing locks of brown hair and draping them like a long, silky curtain along the line of his spine. You felt a slight tense of protest beneath his tunic when your hands lifted from his body completely, but they returned posthaste, an ivory comb in hand. Fingers running delicately through his soft hair, you pursued each motion with the teeth of the comb, one never catching the other before another lock was taken in hand. Once again, you felt your beloved's body melt against you.

"Tell me more about your day," you encouraged, voice soft, "unless you would rather not."

You feel Feren sigh before you hear it. "Oh," he waved a hand, "so first I am sent to speak on behalf of the king to some suppliers of some sort-"

Smiling softly, you shook your head a bit, reaching over to the nightstand to dab some oil on your hands and humming disapprovingly at the obstinate shipmen. Your home was never short of stories, that was certain, you reflected as you worked the oil through Feren's hair.

"...But it was all worth it to come home to you, my darling."

"Oh, you flatterer."

"No," taking your face in his hands, Feren shook his head, his dark eyes fixed firmly upon yours, "verily. I mean it, that were I not so lucky in your companionship, your unyielding love and care, I am quite sure Thranduil would have driven me mad by now. Thank you for loving me."

"It is the easiest thing on this earth to do," you whispered back, leaning in closer and pecking his lips, "but you are more than welcome, my dear."

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