
AH TOO CUTE

AH TOO CUTE
Okay, sadness ahoy…
I think she probably began making them the minute she began watching Thror in the waters. Pillow after pillow, each one a product of her frustrated love. All in the knitting she so disliked – but her hands had to do something, they had to work on something. Each one as fine as she could contrive, covered in angular patterns and little bobbles and tassles at the corners, names and pictures, the works.
The pile on the cold side of the bed would grow higher, and she would turn to it again and again over the course of those terrible years. Because she had grown used to so many pillows at night. Because she was lonely and worried and frantic. Because when she rolled over, it felt right when something soft met her arms – even if it didn’t snore gently or have terrible bedhead or snuffle into her embrace.

NONNIIIIIIIIIE!!! Ah, it’s cool. It’s a joint effort – I had a good gif, sooo I must accept punishment for giffing beyond expectations.
It’s like a Romero film but with naked people in here.
AWWWWWWWW ❤
Nope. All three of them were totally lost and very awkward. It was quite sad, but over time they eventually found their new roles.
She certainly would. Just as she disapproves of the terribly plain beard and hair choices of her adopted Longbeards. To Hrera, taking a bit of care is showing pride in yourself and your work. To leave it (or yourself) so unadorned is to devalue yourself somewhat.
*shrug* she has Opinions.
S H R I E K
VIMES VIMES THE NAKED PARTY HAS A VIMES
QUICK, HE NEEDS THE GLOOMY AND PURPOSELESS TROUSERS OF UNCLE VANYA
What the fuck, is the naked party now multifandom oh my god please send help and pants
LOL, Frerinith is such an imperious bossy little boots, he would probably wander around frowning at people and declaring ‘Up!’ and patting at them and their face and hugging legs etc. Until he was satisfied they wouldn’t be sad any more.
Then he’d point sternly at them and announce, “I tooked your sad away!”
The person in question may indeed look startled.
“Don’t. Let it. Back,” Frerin would say in the most adorable emphatic manner possible. And beam at them.
And then Frerin would toddle off, content that he’d saved the day.