The force is calling meeeeeeee 😉
THAT’S NOT HOW THE FORCE WORKS
The force is calling meeeeeeee 😉
THAT’S NOT HOW THE FORCE WORKS
I am imagining him bumping from smooch to smooch like a confused and slightly-annoyed roomba. 😀
Exit the Awkward Giraffe, rapidly turning red:

My poor socially incompetent flamingo Elf, awww ❤ Gangling his way from blush to blush, freezing in place when he stumbles across yet another romantic rendezvous, NO I AM NOT AT ALL TAKEN OFF-GUARD SEE HOW VERY COMPOSED AND IN CONTROL I AM AT ALL TIMES, WHAT DO YOU MEAN, MY EARS ARE NOT RED
You just know that he was only looking for the library. 🙂
gosh, poor Laerophen, he’ll be in freeze-mode blushing awkwardface lockdown for ages 😀
I AM HERE FOR THIS YES
’…and they find a little piece of hope-a little of home in each other. And. Well. I like that.’
OKAY DETS FOR REAL HOW DID YOU NAIL DOWN MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE PAET OF BAGGINSHIELD, APPLY IT TO GIGOLAS, AND TEAR MY HEART OUT OF MY FREAKING CHEST ALL AT ONCE.
EVIL GENIUS I SAY.
*flappy hands* alksgfjalshdgfjas thank you Tugger! *blush*
The Kink beneath the mountains,
The Kink of carven stone,
The lord of smutty fanfics
Shall come into his own!
could have gone either way, tbh! I’ve written it so that Radagast irritates the heck outta Thranduil, and vice-versa. Radagast is all, ‘goddamn stop it with all the grand airs and graces, stop taking everything so seriously and personally, silly Elf’ and Thranduil is all, ‘THIS IS IMPORTANT, FOR ERU’S SAKE, STOP DITHERING ABOUT AND CONCENTRATE, YOU OLD TWIT’.
They respect each other enormously. Their personalities just don’t agree at all 🙂
(Dorwinion consumption in the Elven Kingdom triples when Radagast is visiting, heheh)
Too many puns. Also beer. Lots of beer. Oin plays the jug, Dain plays fiddle, and both of them are atrocious singers. 🙂