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cannibalisticwhistler
"What the hell you lookin’ at?" Too late.
"You are blue."
For a moment she merely listened to the melody he played. The bright sound of the flute was echoing through the gardens. "Beautiful as always.",
she praised, settling next to Daeron in the grass. "This is a new song, isn't it?" At least she had not heard it before.
Gazing into the distance, Lúthien had not expected to spot a son of Feanor on the horizon. Was he not staying in Nargothrond? All the maiden had with her was the basket full of the healing herbs she had collected as she watched the rider approach.
"I doubt you too are collecting sweet balm."
*no don't stare just because he's blue.*
xtinuviel reblogged
Luthien & Nellas for anonymoo in honor of International Day of Femslash, Tolkien Femslash Week, and silmladylove <3
"Your golden tresses remind me of my cousin's. Are you a vanya, my lord?"
// Instead of shoving a greeter at you, please simply like the post so that I know that you want one
lordlaurefindil said: // Jesus…..Ainur in the form of a hamburger
// Jesus hamburger sounds about right dlajblwsg
"I'm almost done sewing a flag for the new ship."
"You are not a firebeard of Belegost, are you?"
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celebrianofthevalley
Never before had Celebrian been addressed only as the daughter of Celeborn and it took her utterly by surprise. As she looked up she caught sight of the lady who had addressed her, and she started to her feet. She looked so much like Elrond, so much like Arwen.
"Yes?" she answered slowly. Her heart was pounding furiously and her throat felt tight. This was no ordinary wanderer come to her house for shelter. "Forgive me, I do not think we have met?"
"We indeed haven't." Celebrian looked so suspicious, it was amusing. Lúthien would be too, if suddenly the ghost of the past visited her at home. "My name is Lúthien. I have come from the west." Better deliver this without beating around the bush, even if it sounded ridiculous. Perhaps more people had already claimed to be Tínuviel so the lady braced herself for disbelief.
"I am quite honoured to finally meet you in person. You and Elrond." She had hoped Celeborn might be here too, but that seemed to be another journey.
The lady was quite nervous, to say the least. So many relatives she had not met before awaited in this beautiful valley. She ogled the people as much as they stared at this strange maiden, walking around as if she found the most secret place in the world with obviously no sense of direction.
Eventually, someone had mercy and lead her to the house of lord Elrond. Her great-grandson. A woman with silver tresses that gleamed in the sunlight caught her attention. This had to be Celeborn's daughter. She reminded Lúthien of her cousin so very much, it had to be.
"Celebrian, daughter of Celeborn?" she asked curiously.
She shook the raven head, feeling flattered despite the fact that none of these words were new. Some managed to convey them more sincerly than others and Celeborn sounded so warm uttering them. “Thank you, Celeborn.” She bowed her head in thanks. “So.” she then added, sounding pragmatic. “Do you have an answer for an interested maiden like me?”
lordofthewood
Celeborn’s cheeks reddened all the way up to the pointed tips of his ears, and he laughed almost in embarassment. “It would be my pleasure to… please you, cousin, although I still doubt the sincerity of your enquiry!”
Lúthien gave a laugh and it sounded not as helpless at her cousin's. She was confusing the poor guy even if her intentions were quite clear. "I am not jesting, I assure you." Maybe the straight forward asking had ruined the mood. "I have an offer. How about we dine together this eve?" That was less blunt.
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Send me a ფ if your muse secretly (or not so secretly) wants to get in bed with mine
"The most radient of all stars among us wishes to bed me? You make me blush, cousin."
lordofthewood
"Oh, my lady, it is no wonder. You know me well enough to see where and why each word is placed when I set my sights on a lady. That is your advantage - you ought see right through me! In your case, however, I mean every compliment I offer. You are the brightest and most beautiful."
She shook the raven head, feeling flattered despite the fact that none of these words were new. Some managed to convey them more sincerly than others and Celeborn sounded so warm uttering them. "Thank you, Celeborn." She bowed her head in thanks. "So." she then added, sounding pragmatic. "Do you have an answer for an interested maiden like me?"