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"It's nothing, just a scratch."

high-commander:

feanors-daughter:

high-commander:

"This doesn’t look like ‘just a scratch’," Argon insisted, grabbing his cousin’s hand and holding it up to inspect her profusely-bleeding arm. "What on earth did you do to yourself? Let’s get you inside; this looks like it might need stitches."

feanors-daughter

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Laurelin leaned heavily on him, clinging tightly to his waist in fear that if she let go she may not be able to support her own weight. That was the last thing she wanted, seeing that Argon would most likely force her to remain here longer. When he stopped in the doorway of the washroom, she raised an eyebrow. “Do not tell me you are embarrassed now. You have seen me unclothed before. How is this any different?”

Argon shook his head quickly. “I am not embarrassed,” he clarified, “nor in any way opposed to seeing you unclothed. I just thought, maybe… Never mind.” His face flushed pink, and he stepped into the washroom after her, wrapping an arm around her waist again and helping her over to the bathtub. “Here,” he offered, leaning down. “Let me draw the water for you.”

"Of course not," she muttered, letting go of him and leaning against a wall as she carefully attempted to remove her tunic and leggings without causing further pain. When the bathtub had filled, she slowly lowered herself into the water, taking care to not allow her bandages to get wet. Laurelin sighed and leaned her head back, closing her eyes. The water was warm and soothed her sore muscles. She would have been content with remaining her forever were it not for her responsibilities to her family.

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#highcommander

Laurelin rubbed her eyes, exhausted from lack of sleep. She had gone to check on Tauriel, only finding an empty bed and the child nowhere to be found. Yawning, she leaned against the door, watching the elfling dozing in the corner. "Tauriel..."

daughteroferynlasgalen:

daughteroferynlasgalen:

Your Muse spots Mine, sleeping in a rather strange place, Send where Your Muse has discovered mine and what they would do when finding them..

"Hm?"  She looked up, rubbing her eyes.  "What.. wh-what happened?" she asked softly, nudging the cub at her side to wake him.  Only when she noticed the tear streaks on her face did she remember what had happened, and she had to hold back another sob.  "Oh.."  

-

"N-no, but I.. I already did sleep, remember?"  She sat up more fully, before climbing to the ground and gathering Gwennor in her arms the best she could.  "I don’t have to again.. please?  I can stay up, I’ll be fine.”  

"Perhaps you did, but that was only for a couple of hours. You need more sleep than that. Just try to sleep again, Tauriel, I will be right here if you need me." She replied firmly, sitting down in front of her. "Gwennor will be here as well. You are safe and now it is time for you to rest."

1 has found the hat

dinosaurhatted:

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Molly’s face split into a wide grin. “Lead the way, Red!” Her hands were freed from her pockets and laced behind her head in a casual manner. Occasionally she watched the horse with interest, but for the most part she remained silent as she walked. Her footsteps were quieter now at least; her heavy boots stomped less and there were fewer twigs and things crackling loudly underfoot. 

"So," she said suddenly. "You’re an elf."

She rolled her eyes, but allowed a grin to stretch across her face. Molly was truly unusual, but somehow Laurelin did not find her company altogether unpleasant. In fact, she almost enjoyed the company. Traveling often became lonely and it was quite th change to have someone accompanying her.

"Aye," she agreed, not turning around to face the girl. "I assume you have not met many elves before, have you?"

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#dinosaurhatted

   ——I’m    no  

                        H
                            E
                                 R
                                      O

                ;;  but that doesn’t mean

I wasn’t   b r a v e.

(Source: malfoah)

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lulasseth inquired:

"I think snow is trying to get uner the blanket." Lulasseth smiled, seeing the white cat walk in the bottom of their bed, smiling back at Laurelin.

lulasseth:

feanors-daughter:

Laurelin bent down and scooped up the soft animal, pressing a kiss between her ears before setting her on the bed. The cat promptly nuzzled against her as she laid back down beside Lula and wrapped her arms back around her. “I think she’s just lonely.” She commented quietly.

"Aren’t we all sometimes?" She asked, smirkig and pressing a soft kiss on Laurelin’s arm "I wonder where’s the rest of them." closing her eyes and sighed happily, feeling cat’s mowementson the bed.

She hummed contently and pressed herself closer to Lulasseth, kissing her forehead in return. “I suppose,” she muttered under her breath. “The rest must be wandering. Snow simply seems to like us more than the others.” Laurelin absently reached over and scratched the cat’s chin, smiling when she began purring loudly.

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#oh my god #lulasseth

Please Reblog if your muse isn’t just ‘the character I write as’, but is someone who is there with you.

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tinydragongina:

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lulasseth inquired:

"I think snow is trying to get uner the blanket." Lulasseth smiled, seeing the white cat walk in the bottom of their bed, smiling back at Laurelin.

Laurelin bent down and scooped up the soft animal, pressing a kiss between her ears before setting her on the bed. The cat promptly nuzzled against her as she laid back down beside Lula and wrapped her arms back around her. “I think she’s just lonely.” She commented quietly.

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#lulasseth
Being brave doesn’t mean you aren’t scared. Being brave means you are scared, really scared, badly scared, and you do the right thing anyway.
— Neil Gaiman, Coraline (via argentsemma)

(Source: larmoyante)

I’ll swallow my blood before I swallow my pride.
— (via theharvestmother)

(Source: sometypeofblog)

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#musings #laurelin

atraversso:

A place to meet… by frata60

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#travels #musings
hasty-riser inquired:

"Are we really doing this?"

"Do not tell me you are backing out now, brother." She chided, poking her head around the side of the thick trunk of the tree they currently hid behind. A rather large pack of orcs sat in the small clearing around a crackling fire. Tightening her grip on her sword, she hid herself again and looked up at the elder. "You aren’t afraid are you?” Laurelin teased, grinning mischievously.

hasty-riser

  • "Are we really doing this?"
  • "Are you doing this to upset me?"
  • "Friends don't look at each other like that."
  • "Give me a chance."
  • "I am not doing that."
  • "I can prove you wrong."
  • "I can show you the world."
  • "I did a bad thing."
  • "I don't want to love you, but I do."
  • "I missed you."
  • "I regret last night."
  • "I think we can pull through."
  • "I think you need to get in my bed. Now."
  • "I thought you were gone forever."
  • "I want you naked. Now."
  • "I'm a bad person."
  • "I'm breaking up with you."
  • "I'm not who you think I am."
  • "I'm pregnant."
  • "If you and I were the only two people alive on the planet, I still wouldn't have sex you."
  • "Marry me?"
  • "Please, don't do this."
  • "Stop yelling at me."
  • "That outfit would look better on my bedroom floor."
  • "There is no one I hate more than you."
  • "This is not fair."
  • "This is not the time nor place."
  • "We are not getting a pet."
  • "We can't do this anymore."
  • "What are you doing?"
  • "Who do you think you are?"
  • "Why are you doing this to me?"
  • "Why aren't you answering my calls?"
  • "You shouldn't have done that."
  • "You'll regret this."
  • "You're being inappropriate."
  • "You're the one person I actually trust."
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#meme

I want a ship so intense that my muse doesn’t even know what’s happening to them. I want my muse to have feelings so intense they don’t recognize themselves anymore, that it completely consumes them and unlocks a whole new side of their personality that they have never seen before. 

(Source: immunho)

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#this