#owlet watches

[owletstarlet]

(But this is the funniest shit ever, actually—

[longingforrotkehlchen]

Tawny owls typically have 2-3 owlets in April, so enjoy these four atypical owlets from February.

Waldkäuze 🐣 (tawny owls) im Oberen Schlossgarten, Stuttgart-Mitte.

[pumpkin-wants-a-cherry-scone]

Re: tokyo mew mew AU

so I changed the whole thing pretty much BUT.

Her animal is still a forest owlet, but her fruit is mangosteen. I changed things to fit mangosteen (quick drawing of mangosteen depicted on the left; ignore my attempt at a star fruit next to it. I was brainstorming)

Name: Mew Mango (not mangosteen cause that's too long to say :p) (slightly confusing) (I guess the whole thing is fine) (idk) (if anyone feels compelled you can create your own name I'd love to hear one) (I'm not being sarcastic)

Weapon: Da-mango-maru (instrument is a damaru)

Attack: ribbon mangostaan-u storm-o (or smthn)? (unsure on how well storm and the damaru match. but maybe the sound of the drum could be like rain?)

@ebbpettier

apologies that I took a month. I hope you have not perished

not sure where her mew mark would be? maybe on her back (like mint). I'm slightly tempted to have it on her knee/back of her knee lol

it's probably obvious, but none of this is set in stone

redrew this picture of mint:

[fatchance]

There was a ruckus in the pines behind my house yesterday. I watched a Cooper's hawk bullying two great horned owl fledglings. The owlets were very protective of each other, huddling together and shielding each other from the hawk with their wings. In the final photo you can see one of the owls lost a down feather in the brawl.

Great horned owls / búho cornudo (Bubo virginianus), in Sierra Vista, Arizona.

[hopelessromantic5]

Merthur fluff for the soul

Thank you for reading.

Baby owls are a lot smaller than one would think.

When Arthur’s horse came upon a fallen fledgling in the forrest, he stopped and cradled it, checking for injuries. He found what seemed to be a broken wing but otherwise, nothing fatal.

Arthur knew exactly what he was going to do, the moment he set eyes on the creature.

As if reminding him, a very familiar voice called out from behind.

“Arthur, what is it?”

Without saying anything, Arthur rose and tucked the tiny creature further into his own wing, hidden from immediate sight.

He turned, and stalked up to his manservant who was still looking to him expectantly for an answer.

Arthur presented the owl to Merlin.

Whose entire aggravated persona fell away when his eyes cast upon it.

To Arthur, it was worth it all just for that. The absolutely besotted look on Merlin’s face as he cupped the bird into his hands without being told to.

Arthur tried to hide his smile, at that.

He pushed it down to a small smirk that just wouldn’t go away.

“It’s yours.” Arthur said, then immediately turned away, not seeing Merlin’s expression.

He was never one to face his emotions head on.

After he mounted his horse again, he heard Merlin say

“Thank you.” In the softest tone Arthur had ever heard.

The owlet’s wing was patched up when Arthur saw it next.

Sitting atop his manservant’s shoulder, watching the world around him, seemingly unbothered.

Arthur felt something like pride well in his chest. In his own eyes, the owl was a gift to Merlin. A companion.

And now everyone saw it.

Of course, they wouldn’t know, but Arthur would. And that’s all that matters.

“He doesn’t like when you stare at him.” Merlin said while stacking dirty plates to take to the kitchens.

“Even if I’m admiring the shine of his feathers, he still doesn’t like it?”

“He knows that’s not what you’re doing. He’s very clever.” Merlin’s smile broke through. “Don’t underestimate him or you might wake up with one less eye.” He shrugged and started towards to door.

“Is that a threat, little bird?” Arthur questioned to the bird that definitely couldn’t understand him. “That’s treason, you know.”

Just as they made it to the door, the bird let out an answering squawk to which Merlin threw his head back and laughed.

It was a beautiful sound that echoed through the silence of the camber once he’d gone.

The next day, it was raining.

Storming all hell was more like it. Lightning falling trees and wind going faster than any human could withstand.

Everyone living in the lower town were locked in their homes.

And the nobles were locked in the castle.

Arthur, of course, was locked in his cambers with Merlin…and the bird.

“Achilles.” Merlin corrected him as they stared out the window towards the pelting rain.

“Pardon?”

“His name. Achilles. A great warrior.” Merlin smiled to himself, like that it meant something to him.

Maybe it did, or maybe Arthur was just getting his hopes up.

At the mention of his name, the bird flew a few inches off Merlin’s shoulder before landing back down with a thump.

“Stop that. I told you, you shouldn’t be doing that yet. It’ll make it worse.” Merlin scorned the bird, and it seemed to pout in response.

Merlin came back with

“Yes. Well.”

Then he turned back to the rain.

As if they two had a conversation, and it was over now.

Arthur narrowed his eyes at the two.

[levisrations]

Levi is constantly checking to see if your baby is breathing. Wakes up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night to watch his belly go up and down and put his hand near his face. If it was modern levi he’d have that owlet monitor thing.

[to-hagsmire-and-back]

Skench and Spoorn were only owlets when their lives were turned on their heads. Skench, having witnessed her parents' demise at the talons of a once-trusted neighbor, suffers from immense paranoia. Everyone is out to get her. Nobody can be trusted.

Spoorn, belonging to such a small species of owl, feels helpless in a world where they could only stand back and watch as their parents were slaughtered by an attacking predator. A black mirror of Soren and Gylfie, the owls found one another in an orphanage. Skench learns to trust only Spoorn. Spoorn vows to never be weak again. Together, they grow into power within this orphanage, and that power slowly corrupts them...

TytoT2000/A_A_Ironwood's very interesting headcanon from my gahoole server !!!

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Okay, two things: One, for this Owl AUz go watch the ordinal music video by Owl City for the song To The Sky (they did it for the Guardians of Ga'Hoole movie, and the guy turns into an Owl at the end! I think?). Two, let's make a backstory for (mutant) owl avian/harpy Reader!

• Reader, a lonely owlet, lived in a great forest kingdom once. They had a comfy hollow they lived in, fresh insects and meat brought to them to eat, a fluffy nest full of down feathers, and possibly even parents or siblings or family of some kind...

• Then, for an unknown reason, they no longer had a home. They were alone...

• They ended up snatched by the owls of St. Aegolius (owlet-nappers who brainwash them with the full moon so they're obedient, mindless slaves or soldiers or workers). Reader outwits them and ends up not moonblinked, but it takes a few moons for them to escape... but they do, barely able to fly, flapping into the fading rosy dawn, and away to wherever the wind takes them...

• They find themself unable to go any further, collapsing to an abandoned place, where mists rise from the grounds and lakes and streams, and where, in a cave betwixt two old, ancient trees, a forge lays... Coals are kept hot and safe from the elements, there are tools along the walls and stony niches, there's a pit and tongs and a few helmets... so Reader learns, with no help, how to manipulate fire, then metal...

• And that is how they become an amateur blacksmith/rogue smith, who tends to make odd figurines and charms, but can sharpen blades and make weapons if needed...

(This is just an idea! You can come up with ideas and we'll see if they can fitted, or if we can alter the story in some way! This is just an idea, mainly if Reader learns how to manipulate fire and tries to make stuff)

[ghost-bxrd]

Going through the Owl Song posts...

That idea about Jason letting only Dick know he's alive and the Bats thinking Dick has lost his mind, but decides to humour him (because even imprinting on the local crime lord is better than before...)

That's kinda living rent free in my head.

Another scenario that could happen.

Dick is hurt - toxin, virus, something - and delirious, calling for Jason.

Tim (or even better Bruce) deciding if an emotional support crime lord he believes to be his owlet can make it a bit easier for Dick, fine.

Red Hood unexpectedly getting kidnapped by frantic Bats asking/ordering/pleading him to keep playing Jason, give Dick a reason to hold on...

Good thing Jason doesn’t even need to act worried, he is worried.

And Bruce and Tim just breathe this huge sigh of relief, watching Dick cling to the Red Hood and trying to fit him under his chin like he would have Jason, once upon a time.

And it’s a bittersweet sight, because Hood is playing the part perfectly. Allowing the frantic Talon to handle him however he likes until Dick is basically lying spread eagled on top of him, trying to hide a six foot something crime lord with his own body and hooting in frustration when it doesn’t work.

(Them frantically shushing Hood when he starts complaining at Dick about being too tall for that shit now. What does he think he’s doing? If he keeps saying that stuff Dick will realize that’s not actually his owlet!)

[absolutedream-art]

What, if i may ask, drew you to starting a pokemon comic series? And why dart and copper? Just curious

@xxtc-96xx

It's their fault. XD Their comics inspired me to come up with my own babytwo character. Dart was created simply because I love rowlets and their evolutions haha. I was also watching a youtube series about an owl adopting a bunch of baby owlets as their own. So, I figured an owl dad adopting a baby psychic cat would be fun. XD

[myobsessions247]

A Hunter Au, it might not be for everyone but there is mama Eda and a younger Hunter, also big thing: Hunter is cursed (but you’ll have to wait to find out how!)

Runaway Owlet

Chapter 1 - A Lying Emperor and His Ward

He thought he should look up to his uncle. But once Lilith and he started to get close, they became more comfortable around each other. He realized the stark contrast between Belos and Lilith, how he could talk to Lilith about wild magic but his uncle… The atmosphere when he’s around Belos is very different to Lilith, shouldn’t it be the opposite? Shouldn’t he be able to talk about his interests to his uncle freely?

Hunter stares at himself through the mirror, with a far look on his face. He watches the blood stream down his neck soaking into his sweater, staining it. The last six minutes were a blur. The strike across his face was a blur. The run back to his room, leaving a trail of tears and blood was a blur. He thought so many different thoughts staring at his bloody hands and face, as all the colors around turned vivid and blur, was a blur. 

Would Lilith do this to him? He wouldn’t blame her if she did. He doesn’t know if she would. No, she wouldn’t. Lilith would never have to hit him. Not even if he’d mention how life might be better without the coven system, or being able to cure his uncle’s and his curse with wild magic. She’s too kind to hurt him for thinking there’s a better way to live. 

Hunter feels unsafe around Belos.

He should’ve known this for a while now. 

His heartbeat races. His breathing shortens. His bloody hands shake. He feels the feathers forming on his arms, face, hair, legs, and chest. His eyes widened. He frantically searches for a golden yellow potion. He finds it in a drawer and chugs it down, face furrowing in disgust. The feathers lift as he sticks his tongue out, I keep forgetting how bad this tastes! He remembers.

He looks back at the mirror, it suddenly reminds him of the wound. Now calm, he grabs his healing kit and gets to work cleaning up his injury.

He doesn’t feel safe around Belos.

It’s patched up, though you can see where the blood dried and the splotches of a darker red in his sweater.

Hunter doesn’t feel safe in the emperor’s coven.

He wants to leave so badly, yet he doesn’t. He doesn’t know where else to go. But wouldn't living homeless be better than living in a place that doesn’t feel like home? How would he eat, he barely eats here anyway. What about Lilith, what about Belos?

Hunter isn’t safe here.

He finds a bag to pack his stuff in. Two pairs of clothes (he’ll have to deal with not being able to wash them), some extra bandages, and… he doesn’t need anything else, does he? Though he does want some things. One of his favorite books, and a stuffed frog. 

Oh! Elixirs! 

…

He doesn’t have any more. He looked in the dresser drawer, desk, under his bed even! No sign of a golden yellow potion. He won’t get that stressed, would he? If he can survive without food, he’ll be fine, maybe.

Hunter, you are not safe there.

He waits until it’s two in the morning before leaving his room. He lived in the castle, he knew the scouts’ schedules and the layout like the back of his scared, gloved hand. Sure, it’s not like the entire building is empty, there are plenty of guards still guarding. But the only flaw: is shifts. Hunter waits near the entrance until the security walks away to get the next shift of scouts. That is when Hunter takes his chance to leave the castle. And then, he runs.

He runs for a good hour until his legs give in and he collapses on the cold forest floor. He doesn’t know how long he’s been crying, he only notices once he leans against a tree. Keep running. A little voice in his head nags. He ignores it, no, I’m tired. 

Belos will find you. Keep. Running.

No one knows I’m gone. I’ll worry about it in the morning.

Hunter’s breathing slows, and his legs ache. It’s cold, his nose is running, and he can feel his cheeks wet from the tears. Why is he crying again? 

Snap! Hunter jolts awake, he didn’t even know he drifted off. His ears twitch, in whatever direction the sound came from. It’s Silent. Is he going crazy? He hugs his legs, why did I leave? He hates that he wants to go back. He hates that he would rather get hit again, but still stay and rest in his bed. But I don’t want to! He keeps contradicting himself! 

He can’t get what he wants, a place to stay with a bed and food, and not to get hurt for a thing he says or does. He wants Lilith and not his uncle. He has to choose. Go back. Stay here.

He didn’t notice he started crying again. Oh well. Lilith would comfort him if she was here. Belos would just say “Quit crying, that’s not how you handle things.” He would say to grow up, and no one else is crying about not getting dinner. 

Like most nights, Hunter cried himself to sleep. Hugging himself and his pink stuffed frog he got out during his crying fit.

NOTES:

This will be a short chapter just like another few after this, I am trying to write a lot of the chapters ahead of time. I have so many ideas for this and for fluff I write what ever feels right in the moment. And most of the mysteries will stay mysteries until it either needs to come up or the truth will come out later(hint hint for Hollow Mind >:3) I do hope you like this idea enough to stick around, and don’t forget to let me know if any of it feels unnatural, like characters or anything else.

And lastly thank you for reading! Have a good night/midday/morning!

[owletstarlet]

(I know the rest of you have seen the season already but moment of appreciation for Natori’s VA who just Really Understood The Assignment—

It’s the ‘Why :) The Hell :) Are You Here :) :) :)’ of it all

[bleucaesura]

STOLITZØ- FIFTY TWO

Stolas carefully closed Blitzø’s door behind him, smiling to himself. He was so relieved Blitzø was awake. And surprised how well they were already talking.

I can’t believe I almost told him I loved him…

He blushed.

Octavia watched her father.

“I really am sorry, dad.”

Stolas was startled from his thoughts. “For what, my owlet?”

“I didn’t mean to interrupt you two. You were clearly having…” She scratched her neck awkwardly. “A moment.”

“Oh! Well! I mean! I wouldn’t have called it a moment per say…” Stolas blustered.

Octavia laughed and rolled her eyes. She started walking down the hall. Stolas followed her.

“It’s fine dad. I already gave him my blessing.”

Stolas stopped in his tracks.

“You… You what?”

“Though I’m not sure if it counts if he was in a coma…” She turned to look at him, and continued to walk backwards. “Do you think I’ll have to tell him again now that he’s awake?”

“Via, sweetheart. What did you say?” He staggered after her again.

“Dad.” Octavia rolled her eyes. “You heard me.”

“I… Yes… But…”

“I’m cool with it, dad.” Octavia stopped. “I just want you to be happy. And from what I’ve gleaned from Loona and his family, he's much less of a d*ckhead than I thought. So as long as he doesn’t hurt you… we’re cool.”

Stolas teared up.

“How did I ever get so lucky to end up with a daughter as wonderful as you?”

*****

[blakeromanissuperior]

I'll Look Your Way- (Stolas x Blitz)

Warning: fluff, slight tickling (for like a second or two), baby talk, strong language, and a little angst in the beginning

Note: please enjoy, I hope this heals the pain that the new episode brought. This is taking place a day or two after the fight with Blitz and Stolas.

It has been a couple of days since Stolas and Blitz split contact, and it hasn't been easy on either of them. Blitz is laying on the couch crying as he looks at all the old selfies he took with the owl, he wishes he could fix this. Suddenly Loona's door opens and she steps out "hey Blitz, Tex invited me to another party. I'm going out" she waited a few seconds but no response, she raised an eyebrow and got a little angry. "Blitz are you deaf, damn you are so insufferable sometimes!" Again no response, that's when Loona walked around to the couch and ripped the blanket off her adopted father. "Blitz I swear you are so fu-" she pauses when she sees her adopted dad looking up at her with tears pouring down his face. The hellhounds ears lowered when she saw the imp, she knew something bad happened because Blitz doesn't cry much. "I'm sorry loonie.... You shouldn't s-see me like t-this.." The imp stuttered out, which made his adopted daughters heart break. She sat down and pulled the smaller demon into a hug "dad..... What happened?" She asked hoping maybe he'd open up to her, he clearly wasn't fine and she wouldn't take a bull shit excuse. Blitz sighed and explained "Stolas gave me this Cristal but I can't see him or hear his voice anymore, I really screwed up Lonnie. I was so blind and only thought he wanted me for sex, when he really just wants me to look his way." Blitz choked on his tears and hugged onto his adopted daughter tightly, Loona didn't want her dad to hurt. "Well I can drop you off at his castle on my way to the party, do you want me to do that dad?" Lonna asked softly, she watched as blitz nodded into her shoulder. "Thanks Lonnie, I love you so much." Blitz mumbled which made Loona chuckle "I love you too dad, now come on I'll help you pick out an outfit!"

Stolas sat in the living room with his make up ruined from the nights of crying, hell he still is crying. He's listening to every voice mail or voice message him and blitz had sent to each other, he missed him dearly. He didn't hear the front door to the palace open and poured another glass of wine, he thought he could drink to forget. But the drinking only makes the memories stronger, but he kept doing it because he felt something other then numb. No matter how many happy pills he takes it doesn't work, he's lost and hurt from breaking the string that connected him and the imp. Eventually the sadness turns to anger, he yells and throws the wine glass at the wall. "Damn it, stop letting your feelings get to you Stolas!" The British owl prince put his hands over his face and leaned over, tears that are much warming then he's ever felt running down his face and soaking his hands. That's until his breath hitched at a voice that he loved so dearly, a voice he knew was one that he would always have, one that made him know he'd be okay. "Dad..... Why are you crying?" His daughter Octavia asked as she walks over with her bag from the weekend at her mothers, Stolas tried to give a dumb excuse. "Oh hello my owlet, don't worry darling I'm just stressed out from my work!" He wiped his tears and reassured his daughter, suddenly an idea popped into his head. "My dear, we should watch a movie and you can pick which!" He smiled softly, Octavia's eyes lit up and the angsty teen practicality jumped into her dad's arms. "I'd love to, can it be a scary movie?!" She asked wiggling her fingers towards her dad, he giggled and patted his daughters head. "Sure darling, whichever you want!"

Blitz looked in the mirror and smiled "wow hunny you really know how to rock, I love this outfit!" The imp was checking himself out, which is normal "damn I really do look hot!" That comment made Lonna laugh to, her and her dad are ready for their nights. They left the apartment and went to the car, Blitz is driving though because he's overprotective. They drive through pentagram city and talked about whatever, until they reached Loona's stop. "You be safe now Loonie, don't get to messed up please!" He said rubbing her head, she gritted her teeth with a growl. "Yes I know dad, I'll be fine. Go make things right with that clingy, rich, asshole plaything of yours." She groaned and got out of car to go into the party, Blitz sighed and prayed it wouldn't go bad. He waved goodbye to his daughter and started driving to the palace, he made sure to give himself a pep talk. "Okay Blitz you got this, can't fuck this up now. Go tell him how you feel, you got this!" He mumbled as he got closer to the palace, when he arrived he felt his heart stop. He stayed in the car for a couple minutes trying to figure out how to apologize, then he got out and knocked on the door.

Stolas cocked his head at the movie his daughter put on. "So he puts people in traps so they'll have another chance at life?" He asked with a little bit of a surprise in his tone, Octavia nodded and muched on her popcorn. "Yeah exactly!" She smiled but that was short lived when a knock on the door came, stolas sighed and paused the tv. "Hold on my owlet, someone needs me." He ruffled her hair before going to answer the door, and he finds Blitz on the other side. "Stolas please just listen to me, I'm sorry. I want you I really do, I was so blind I thought you only liked the sex and us being friends with benefits. I really do love you and I'm sorry, please let me look your way..... I will look your way." The imp cried and hoped the owl would forgive him for not seeing it sooner, instead Stolas picked him up and hugged him close. "Oh Blitzy that's all I've wanted to hear from you, I'm so happy you feel the way I do. I'll take care of you forever, I promise!" He wiped the imps tears and smiled he deeply loves this boy with all his heart, even if he's lower class. Stolas giggled and gave Blitz bird kisses on his face and neck, the imp giggled and pushed at the Royal owl who's he's longed to love. "Stolas hey quit it!" He laughed and so did his new lover, Stolas smiled softly at the imp. "My daughter is making me watch some movie called saw, wanna join?" He asked and Blitz nodded excitedly, he's always loved horror movies. "Of course, I love the Saw movies!" He smiled and Stolas carried him in gently, he sat down with Octavia. "Blitz is joining us Octavia, we are together now." The owl smiled at his daughter and Octavia smiled to, she didn't mind Blitz that much. "Okay dad's congratulations, I'm proud of you!" She smiled and Blitz face lit up, the imp hugged onto Stolas arm and giggled. "She called us dad's!" Which made stolas giggle at how excited Blitz was, he wiggled his fingers over the imps stomach, which definitely got him to let go. Stolas and Octavia laughed at Blitz and the way he made a dying Segal sound, Blitz giggled and climbed on to Stolas lap and jumped as Stolas moved his hands near him. "Hey watch it!" He yelped but calmed down when Stolas wrapped him in a little hug, he gave Blitz a kiss on the cheek. "Darling relax I'm not gonna do that again, besides a movie as a little family is better then anything else." The prince smiled and turned his attention to the tv along with the rest of them. He was happy he had his imp, he was happy he looked his way after all these years of begging.

[14winionsinatrenchcoat]

So.. uhh.. made a narrative in my school bus cuz why not

Enjoy (EPIC the Musical story based on Would You Fall In Love With Me Again in Athena’s POV)

Penelope, with the same sternness she used for the other suitors, retorted “Prove to me that you are indeed my husband.”

He winced, not having heard that voice in a while. He took a breath and, pouring his heart into it, says “I had built that wedding bed with my blood and sweat. Carved it into the olive tree where we first met..” he paused before saying “The symbol of my love everlasting. Do you realise what you have asked? The only way to move it is it cut from its roots..”

Penelope’s eyes widened before she laughed out, the sunset light softly illuminating her features. “Only my husband knew that so I guess that makes him you!..”

They both sat down.

Odysseus tried to stop the shake in his voice when he whispered:

“Would you fall in love with me again… if you knew all l've done?”

Penelope looked at him and tilted her head in confusion. He tried to elaborate.

“The things I cannot change.. Would you love me all the same? I know that you've been waiting.. waiting.. for love.”

Penelope scooted over and.. smiled. The first smile in years.

“I'd fall in love with you, over and over again. I don't care how long or when. No matter how long it's been, you're mine.”

She looked back at the sunset, Odysseus finally being able to see her face more clearly.

“Don't tell me you're not the same person! You're always my husband.. and I've been waiting.. waiting..”

Odysseus beamed. “Penelope!”

She stood up and pulled him with her.

“Shhh, I’ve been waiting..”

He let himself get dragged to join her as he joined along.

“Waiting..”

Finally, they both continued in unison.

“For you..”

As the sun finally set, Penelope pulled him in for a loving embrace, long awaited from both as they both burst into laughter and tears of joy.

I smiled, feeling a tear come down my feathered cheek. Yes I knew what they say, “No fEeLiNg FoR A mOrTaL” but.. if I had to be honest, I did not care if Father banished me or sent me to Tartarus with my uncle.. Odysseus is home. That is all that matters. My owlet is home.

As I watched from my branch, Hermes stood next to me in the form of a rooster (Why’d he choose THAT bird anyways? A parrot suits him more..). He clucked out as his feathers fluttered a bit. “Is the grey eyed maiden, oh always so cruel and ruthless, getting emotional for her little owlet? Hahah- OW!” He yelled out as I smacked him at the back of his tiny rooster head.

We realised Odysseus and Penelope noticed us and were now trying to stifle their laughs with their hands over their mouths. Me and Hermes both turned back into our god forms in shame. The two’s laughter subsided and Odysseus put his arm out free, Penelope did the same. I hesitated, looking at Hermes for a moment before he grinned and ran over to them, pulling me along, joining the embrace.

After years out at sea, you are finally home, Odysseus. Changed, but still loved.

[noirbriar]

What if/ headcanon things

Been running around The Hobbit/LOTR tags for awhile so i'm still learning lore and things. Recently gotten hooked to The Silmarillion side and after thinking about Gondolin Erestor, random thoughts of Feanorian Erestor/ Erestor Caranthirion got me thinking so what ifs: 1) Fili and Kili actually met Maglor and saves him from fading/despair on one of their work trips.Until Erestor, on one of his trips to seek out Elrond's father, finally locates Maglor with their help. Watch the drama unfold later in the Hobbit when Glorfindel&Erestor returns to Imladris to find the vegan feast and the chief councillor's surprise to find the young dwarrow he met are princes. They catch up and talks about Maglor until Erestor notices something off. Like,dear Valar, Lindir, is the kitchen slow today in bringing out the food, why is it all just salads? Quietly with a raised brow in wonder to dear Lord Elrond? They helped your Atya, why are we not being a better host? The rest of the company are now looking at Fili and Kili for answers, with the Great Stare from their uncle. Whereas Bilbo and Gandalf are on the side watching the drama. Glorfindel gets emotional seeing the swords from Gondolin, especially his dear friend's and King's.And the dwarrows are intrigue with the balrog slayer and his mate casually giving pleasantries in Kuzdul though with an old accent. will this change the hobbit's plot? maybe idk

small ficlet for this AU here

2) Elrond sails and upon arrival on the Western shores (after elf-napping his foster father) He is reunited with his parents & Celebrian and spots Maedhros and his brothers and Celebrimbor beyond the docks. Before he can even reach out to his other father, Carathir swoops in and is brokenly asking where is his "lil owlet". Elrond is confused until Maedhros wrangles his emotional brother and clarifies to the stunned group that he meant Erestor. "Oh?Erestor?He is staying for his belated honeymoon.He just bonded and-""WITH WHO??!THE TAPESTRY DIDN'T SHOW THAT!?" "Was a lil impromptu really. But they couldn't wait and Glorfindel-"LAUREFINDIL??" Caranthir and the rest of the Feanorians turn to Glorfindel's side of the family and both side stares.Until Carathir storms off to confirm the tapestries again.

Into the Fourth Age, when the couple finally arrives: Carathir: How could you get married without a family's blessing?! Erestor: Like I could?! Besides I had my cousin!*gestures to Elrond* and my uncle!*gestures to Maglor sneaking away* Carathir: WTF Erestor: Besides, YOU didn't marry with your family's blessing! everyone else:...

Ambarussa: he has a point brother

Carathir: *losing his mind*Laurefindil is too old for you!

Erestor: YOU were too old for amil!

Celegorm: oof

Carathir: *seething and struggling* I can't argue with that why can't I argue with that?? Maedhros: hello Laurefindil, welcome to the family. Glorfindel:...

Ecthelion and Egalmoth meanwhile are laughing their asses off. Elrond and his sons as well.