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placesyoucallhome · 5 months

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Size/Height difference poses

I love height differences aesthetically, but posing them can sometimes be a pain! So to cater to those that also struggle with posing smols and tols, I have a few options-

Meant for art of any type and ask memes, for drawing, writing, photography (like gpose!), ect. Gender nonspecific and for any sort of relationship type, romantic, platonic, and antagonistic!

#art meme #pose meme #height difference #drawing meme #ask meme #this is less about sending me things and more i wanna see other people use it #i have things i need to draw you people need to reblog so i can send things #idk why people don't use pose memes for gpose its not just about drawing #also i wanted obvious options for the smol being something other than soft uwu delicate sort #let smols be gremlins #i just need to feel like ive done something because i currently feel like a useless pos

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onmyo-jin · 5 months

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iron triangle in egyptology class

[Fun fact that I want to explain to Lyx, who has not seen any dmbj except the heihua movie: none of these guys are archaeologists or historians of any kind; the only one with a degree (as far as we know) is Wu Xie, who studied architecture. I imagine these are evening classes they're taking as a hobby, finding out more things about different tombs around the world... that's what AUs are for, aren't they?]

"-- AND they're teaching us to translate using Budge! Of all people! The man's been dead for near a century and wrong for even longer, why can't they write something more decent!!" Wu Xie exclaimed, waving an old book around in a way that couldn't possibly be good for the spine.

"Sshhh Tianzhen, they'll kick us out of the library if you keep going like that," Pangzi hissed, though a quick look around told them their section of the library was deserted. Some pulling and prodding later, and Wu Xie finally sat back down in his seat--

-- only to jump right back up and start ranting again: "That's where the adverbial sedjem-en-ef with a cleft subject should go! Aargh, can't they get anything right??"

"Tianzhen! You're the one who chose the optional language course, you did this to yourself."

"I knoww..." Wu Xie flopped down in his chair, and slumped forward face first onto his notes. "That's why its so terrible."

A sigh that seemed to come from his very toes fluttered across his notes, and Pangzi turned to his own book-- just history for him, thanks, no ridiculous language juggling for Pang-ye. History, and some shiny treasures to look at. A man should know his own strengths.

"Xiaoge~," Wu Xie seemed determined not to focus on his work. Pangzi rolled his eyes at his book. "Xiaoge, what are you reading?"

Silently Xiaoge slid his book over to Wu Xie, who looked at it, and then remained quiet for a very long time.

"I studied architecture in Germany before, but this German... I can barely read it! How old is this book?"

Xiaoge answered without looking at the publication date on the first page: "1971."

"'71?? Hasn't someone taken the time to print a new version of this??" Wu Xie exclaimed again, and was hushed again by Pangzi. At least this time he sat down without urging.

"Whose brilliant idea was this again?"

Xiaoge shook his head in response.

"But why?" Wu Xie sounded plaintive. Clearly he was starting to regret his own idea of 'fun evening classes'

"They were very thorough, so no one wants to rewrite it," Xiaoge said, and Wu Xie's head connected with the desk with a loud thud.

Send me an ask with a pairing and an AU and I'll write you a ficlet!

#dmbj #tlt #no egyptologists were harmed in the writing of this ficlet #if you do happen to know something about egyptology: iykyk #iron triangle #au fic meme #jin writes #real friends send you ask memes even though theyre not in the same fandom #the first person to tell me what movie I'm referencing gets to make a fic request without the AU stipulation if they want #no googling but also id be impressed if you did manage to find this via google #brought to you by my own experiences at egyptology

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oscalesoffeeling · 2 years

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terms of endearment ask game!!

can be used with any type of f/o, but some are more intended for romantic/platonic/qpr f/os.... try to practice reblog karma!!!!

here:

darling - is there anything you hold close because it reminds you of your f/o? what about them?

honey - who's generally sweeter, you or your f/o?

angel - are either of you religious? if so, do you/they try to be educated on their/your religion and its customs, rituals, etc.? and would either of you consider converting to the other's religion?

sugar - are there any kinds of food you like to make for one another? are you/they picky when it comes to food?

dear - do you like to write them letters? if so, what kind? how about them?

baby - do you want/have children with your f/o? what about them?

doll - do either of you collect anything?

pet - are either of you big on physical affection? or do you show your love in other ways?

beloved - would you consider marrying your f/o? if you're already married, what does that mean to you? to them?

dove - do either of you sing? can you/they sing well?

flower - what kinds of gifts do you like to give each other?

love - what terms of endearment/nicknames do you like to call your f/o? what about vice versa? do you have any that hold a special meaning?

pro.shitters, terfs, and racists dni ❤ i check who interacts with me and will block you ❤

#i've seen something like this before i think. but here's my version ig.#send me some maybe. practice reblog karma and be nice.#self ship ask meme #self ship #self ship community

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miss-ingno · 9 months

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tagged by @forerussake, thank you!

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs

It took me a bit because... my WIP list is too long RIP (assume it's Weilan-centric for Guardian unless otherwise specified)

Back In A Spell (Grimm TV)

Conviction (OT3 smut) (Grimm TV)

Daycare (Grimm TV)

Sweet Revenge (Guardian)

In Light Of Stolen Memories (Guardian)

Soulbond [redacted] (Guardian)

YOHE rescue Ye Zun (Guardian)

Meet Cute (Zhu Hong/Li Qian, Guardian)

In This As In All Things (Guardian) (currently being posted)

Shattered Sight (Vision MV fic)

Amnesia Weilan (Guardian)

Professor Zhao smut (Guardian)

Arranged Marriage Weilan (Guardian)

GYADL canon AU (Granting You A Dreamlike Life)

Claudia time travel (Assassin's Creed)

Warlord Kunlun (Guardian)

Death's Twin (Harry Potter)

Bio lecture 101 (Weilanzun, Guardian)

Lin Jing roof scene (Guardian)

AC2 x Weilan crossover cont'd

VP torture, Porsche talk (KinnPorsche the Series)

omega!Kunlun (Guardian)

kidfic snippets (Guardian)

First Kiss reprise (Guardian)

4+1 scentmarked (Guardian)

YOHE slave au (Guardian)

sense 8 au draft (Dragon Age 2)

Dead Dove Weilan (Guardian)

Ye Zun's pillar trap (Guardian)

Early Meeting AU (Guardian)

kink negotiations (Guardian)

Weilan case fic (Guardian)

Chief Zhao roleplay (Guardian)

Imperial Murder Mystery (ChuGuo + Weilan, Guardian)

Gu Xiang PoV time travel (Word of Honor)

Mystery sequel (Guardian)

Deja Vu (Castlevania)

Ye Zun pregfic (Weilanzun, Guardian)

Special Assignment (Leia & Darth Vader, Star Wars)

Poison Ivy Weilan (Guardian)

Heipaoshi Roleplay (Guardian)

ChuGuo first time (ChuGuo, Guardian)

Yashou Arrival Festival (Guardian)

Da Qing raised ZYL (Guardian)

Historical Era retcon (Guardian)

Ye Zun - Breeze (no ships, Guardian)

Double Date: cagefight (ChuGuo + Weilan, Guardian)

Juma future fic (Disney's Descendants)

Dark Canon Divergence (Guardian)

Mob Boss!Shen Wei (Guardian)

Himbo in Love (XuanLi Untamed)

@itskaysno, @ganglylimbs, @sigmundite, @sailorbryant, @fornhaus, @elenothar, @lacommunarde, @mjsakurea, @flamingwell, @bumblewyn, @eirenical, @treemaidengeek, @sorcererinthestars, @kahnah23, @ishipallthings, @bird-armadda, @lienwyn, @sasamelons, @tehfanglyfish, @the-marron, @dobranocka, @justacoyote, @yilian0203, @minnichan, @micimicelle, @theworldisabrokenbonebutitishome, @mejomonster, @sef1029

and honestly anyone else who wants to share their WIP list! I have more than enough tags left over 😂

#WIP list #I feel like I'm forgetting something #but oh well #ingno writes #feel free to send me asks about the WIPs!#I left my old RTAH stuff off #because I'm not sure I'm returning to it at this point #so no sense in adding it to an already long list #tag meme

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curamorte · 2 months

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my friend seele posted on their blog about it, and i was told several times yesterday, and i'm saying it here too because i just saw 3 different mutuals receive different accounts of anon hate today alone. anon should be turned off for everybody for a while i think. it's been said on the dash twice now i think, and it seems like an ongoing problem lately as a whole (not that it isn't already a problem). i love you guys.

#﹙ ooc. ﹚❦#﹙ psa. ﹚❦#irrationally angry right now #a LOT of people are going through VERY distressing events in their lives right now and they seem targeted the most by anons #it's about to stay off permanently across the board.#no ''until ppl learn'' no ''until it passes''. off permanently.#because if someone has a sideblog or something they don't want others to know about but want to send a meme?#i'm at the point it can just be dm'd and an ''ask meme'' can be posted as an independent post itself #this anon shit is becoming an issue not just for me but for like 10 people now #angry. angry as all hell.

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contractory · 4 months

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Ask/Starter Prompt Meme

Written by yours truly. Feel free to reblog for yourself, of course.

Feel free to add dialogue or specify/change some details. add REVERSE to switch our muses' roles.

MONDSTADT

[Cathedral] Your muse finds mine at the Favonius Cathedral.

[Bar] My muse invites yours to Angel’s Share or the Cat’s Tail.

[Exam] Your muse watches mine pass/fail their Wind Glider certification.

[Breeze] Our muses enjoy the calm, warm breeze of the Mondstadt hills.

[Dragonspine] Your muse finds mine freezing their butt off at Dragonspine. Brrr!

[Mondstadt history] While resting under the Symbol of Mondstadt's Hero or paying a visit to Stormterror’s Lair, our muses talk about the tragic history of Mondstadt.

[Mondstadt gathering] Our muses gather items unique to Mondstadt, such as Dandelions, Small Lamp Grass or Calla Lilies.

[Mondstadt bossfight] Your muse helps mine fight a Mondstadt boss of your choice.

LIYUE

[Harbor] My muse invites yours to Liyue Harbor. Let’s walk around the city, try the local food or listen to a storyteller!

[Wangshu Inn] Our muses rest at the Wangshu Inn, enjoying some of the best food and relaxation that Liyue has to offer!

[Adepti] Our muses visit the abode of an adeptus. Or try to, anyway.

[Jade Chamber] Our muses have been invited to the Jade Chamber! We can watch the view of the entire Teyvat from up here, or try to gain access to the Geo nation’s secrets…

[Chasm] Your muse follows mine into the depths of the Chasm.

[Liyue history] Our muses rest at the Guyun Stone Forest or the stone table at Mt. Aocang, talking about the ancient history of Liyue.

[Liyue gathering] Our muses gather items unique to Liyue, such as Cor Lapis, Glaze Lilies or Violetgrass.

[Liyue bossfight] Your muse helps mine fight a Liyue boss of your choice.

INAZUMA

[Inazuma City] Let’s enjoy a stroll through the city! The architecture is amazing, the food delicious, the sakura blossoms beautiful… We just ignore those samurai glaring at us…

[Kimono] My muse tries out some traditional Inazuman fashion as yours watches (and offers critique if they so desire).

[Lightning] Your muse witnesses mine get yeeted off a cliff by a lightning bolt. Or randomly zapped by a funny-looking tree. Yowch.

[Resistance] My muse has been commissioned to help train the soldiers of the Watatsumi Army to maintain peace and resist the Fatui. Yours may simply watch, or offer a helping hand.

[Enkanomiya] Our muses descend into the ancient depths of Enkanomiya…

[Inazuma history] Our muses pay a visit to the Great Narukami Shrine or sail to Tsurumi Island, and discuss the mysterious history of Inazuma.

[Inazuma gathering] Our muses gather items unique to Inazuma, such as Sakura Bloom, Amakumo Fruit or Onikabuto.

[Inazuma bossfight] Your muse helps mine fight an Inazuma boss of your choice.

SUMERU

[Akademiya] Your muse finds mine at Sumeru’s go-to for knowledge and politics alike.

[Ajilenakh Cake] The charcoal-baked pastry famously served in Sumeru supposedly tastes better than it looks… Do our muses dare give it a go?

[Withering] Our muses have stepped into a Withering Zone. This might get nasty if we don’t clear it out while we’re here…

[Golem] Why is this thing here and whY IS IT CHARGING A LASER AT US—

[Desert] Your muse finds mine among the treacherous sands. Whew, it’s hot…

[Sumeru history] Our muses journey to the Mausoleum of King Deshret or the Wall of Samiel, and talk about the forgotten history of Sumeru.

[Sumeru gathering] Our muses gather items unique to Sumeru, such as Padisarah, Trishiraite or Scarabs.

[Sumeru bossfight] Your muse helps mine fight a Sumeru boss of your choice.

FONTAINE

[Opera] Welcome to Opera Epiclese! What would your muse like to see: a world-famous play, a breathtaking concert, or an exhilarating trial?…

[Aquabus] My muse invites yours for a chill aquabus ride on either the Navia line or the Clementine line. The Melusine guide seems to have plenty of interesting stories to tell and is happy to answer questions!

[Swim] Don’t worry, Vision wielders can breathe underwater in Fontaine! Let’s take in the amazing sights… and watch out for the aggressive mechanical fish…

[Merusea] Our muses have found the passageway leading to Merusea Village. Though some hardly ever see humans, the Melusines are welcoming to friendly visitors!

[Meropide] Whether we are on a simple visit, or for… less simple reasons, our muses find themselves at the Fortress of Meropide.

[Fontaine history] While swimming by the Tower of Ipsissimus or touring the remains of the Fontaine Research Institute, our muses discuss the intriguing history of Fontaine.

[Fontaine gathering] Our muses gather items unique to Fontaine, such as Romaritime Flowers, Lumitoile or Beryl Conches.

[Fontaine bossfight] Your muse helps mine fight a Fontaine boss of your choice.

#✧ ooc.#✧ ask meme.#these can be quick ask/answer interactions or turn into threads #let me know if you'd like the latter. though I'll limit how many new threads I take up #if reblogging please remember that it's good etiquette to also send something <3 thank you #of course if you do reblog. expect one of my men to pay you a visit #also as a heads up feel free to send one from outside of Liyue section! Zhongli can go on a trip

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captainofthetidesbreath · 1 year

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You know what I'm not looking forward to? The inevitable Goncharov remake. I just know they're gonna botch both the script AND the casting.

Too late, anon, it's already rumored to be in the works. I'm not totally sold with the rumors of Timothee or Florence, haven't ever been huge fans of either of them, but I do admit that they're solid performers. I DO think that Oscar Isaac probably will make it worth it.

Before anyone gets into it about age, they AREN'T shaving a decade off the characters, you just think everyone is older because you're remembering De Niro, Pacino, etc etc as they are now instead of then. Timothee and Florence are about the same age as the original cast were, so nobody start with that.

Anyway, like, we all DID think that the Dune adaptation was going to be a disaster, as it always is, but it's actually pretty solid with that cast. Haven't seen any rumors about a director or a screenwriter yet, but fingers crossed it's someone who can keep up with that cast.

#Goncharov #unreality cw #to explain the joke: this is not a real movie. the new meme is to talk about it as if it is.#general note out of character here: please don't send me more asks. i'm moving back into normal blogging #as much as I enjoy all this I am really tired irl so i think i'm calling it here for me unless I think of something super funny (unlikely)#I might continue to make out-of-meme commentary on the meme itself. As in real commentary on the phenomenon itself.

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meowstix · 7 months

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fuck it. beyblade ask meme. send a character and i'll give you, if applicable,

a brief overall summary of how i feel on them

something i find neat/interesting about them

something that i think could've been pulled off better

a headcanon i have about them

my thoughts on their sacred beast/motif/avatar (assuming they're a blader)

up to 3 miscellaneous thoughts i have on them, ie something i associate with them or some random opinion i have (feel free to specify something you're curious about in regards to these)

(this applies to all the series btw. go ham)

#rat chat #beyblade #ask meme #most of these aren't even really specific to beyblade but shhhh. i just wanna talk abt beyblade #anyway feel free to rb this but if u do please send me an ask too #if i don't respond within a few hours it's cause i find them so uninteresting that i have literally zero things to say about them.#i say within a few hours cause i gotta go do smth soon #chances are though. i'll have Something #for the record also. i have not seen metal fury or anything past gt. so don't send characters from those

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askmommylonglegs · 2 years

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do you know how to bake by chance? if you do, i'd love to see if you're able to make cookies! (and if i can taste them)

Mommy made another batch just for you, anon!

#mommy #mommy long legs #poppy playtime #poppyplaytime #ask me something #send asks #asks open #artists on tumblr #ask #ask meme #poppy

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tathrin · 10 months

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Kiss #44 out of lust? If you want! Not sure how spicy you want to make it if you do, it’s up to you

Ooh okay, I'm excited to give it a try! (Let me know what you think of the results, please, folks?) Prompt taken from this; anyone can feel free to send other numbers in at any time, I don’t care how long it’s been. (Just maybe add some context to your ask if it’s been like a month or more since I posted this, because otherwise I won’t know what to do with the random number in my inbox lmao).

"Thank you, Master Legolas," one of the Gondorian counselors said, rising with a thin smile that somehow failed to reach his phlegmy eyes. Legolas was not sure of his name; too many of them looked too much alike, with their pale and wrinkled faces and their dull, lank hair and their duller eyes, all wrapped in heavy robes despite the summer warmth.

Legolas paused, confused by the interruption; why was he being thanked? He had not finished…

"However," the counselor continued unctuously, "I must wonder…and with all due respect to your efforts on behalf of our great city and indeed all of Middle-earth, of course…" He pressed a hand to his chest and gave a shallow bow. Legolas responded in kind instinctively, but the man hardly seemed to care; he went on, still with that thin smile, without pausing for a response. "Well, I must wonder, what would a Wood-elf know of such things?"

"My fellow counselor makes a salient point," said another, rising to his feet beside the first. They exchanged thin and cheerless smiles. "We are indeed grateful for your assistance thus far, Master Legolas, but this is one case in which I fear that an elvish perspective will be of little aid. Let us turn our attention to the aqueduct designs proposed by Beringrond…"

Legolas opened his mouth to explain that he was not speaking of the ways things were done by the trees of his forest, but rather those employed within his father's underground hall, which had a great deal more in common with this stone city and which had furthermore been largely built according to dwarven engineering, not elvish—but the other men were already talking among themselves, their backs turned and their ears closed to him for all that he was still standing there.

He sat down abruptly, the stone bench suddenly very hard and cool beneath him.

Aragorn caught his eye from the far side of the room and grimaced expressively, a silent apology. Legolas understood that his friend was too new a king to wish to risk offending his counselors for so polite a snub. Arwen was more direct in her response, sending directly to his mind her apologies and irritation, along with a firm assurance that the men who thought they would be able to bully her husband and his friends lightly would learn otherwise soon enough.

Legolas was not nearly as skilled in gohanath as Galadriel's granddaughter, and he could not reply in kind without a calmer heart and more time to muster his concentration, so he merely nodded his appreciation and acceptance of her mental words. He even mustered a smile in response, so that she and Aragorn would both know that he nursed no grudge nor held any blame for them over the actions of these arrogant men.

Arwen's answering smile was thin, and the expression in her eyes when she turned to look at the counselors again glittered with grim warning. Legolas had a feeling that this discussion of the city's infrastructure was not going to end the way they expected.

That did not necessarily make him feel better about being snubbed, but it was comforting to know that one's friends were offended on one's behalf.

Gimli was considerably more than merely offended. Legolas could almost feel the bench beneath him vibrating with the outrage that thrummed in the dwarf's veins. He pressed a hand to Gimli's knee and squeezed, hoping both to convey how heartening it was to see such rage kindled on his behalf and to convince the dwarf to keep said rage bottled-up for now; better to let Aragorn and Arwen tear down the arrogance of their council politely rather than for he or Gimli—interlopers here, both of them, for all that they had come to help—shout about it.

Gimli tensed, then slumped in resignation. He nodded glumly, but his eyes still smoldered as he glared at the pompous men swanning around before them in their heavy robes and tawdry jewels. Legolas smiled, and patted his knee again before withdrawing his hand and resuming a polite, attentive posture.

He could do nothing about the flush of shame that darkened his ears, of course, but none of the men were paying him any attention anyway so he doubted they would make much note of it.

The discussion of the proposed aqueducts droned on and on, circling in a pointlessly repetitive fashion that would never have occurred in Eryn Lasgalen. Legolas wondered if all men were like this, or if it was a trait specific to those of Gondor; he fortunately had to deal with very little of this sort of thing in Ithilien, for Faramir oversaw all cooperation between his people and the elves who dwelt in those slowly re-awakening lands, and Faramir was a sensible and gallant soul. If such discussions happened in Ithilien, Faramir made sure that they were sorted out before any elves got involved.

Legolas made a mental note to ask Gimli later how such matters were handled in Rohan. He had a hard time picturing the Horse Lords squandering their hours on needless discourse like this, but he had been wrong about men before. They could be such strange creatures, with such very odd ways of looking at and approaching all aspects of the world. Legolas did not think that even if he lived among them for a thousand years he would ever truly understand their minds.

The ones who stood before him now were surely not the best representatives of their peoples, anyway. It was all Legolas could do to keep himself still while they prattled on and on and on, and a sweet summer breeze wafted through the tall windows that lined the conference room. He longed to be out there in the open air doing something, not sitting here in this stuffy room listening to even stuffier men swell themselves up on the empty words of their own self-importance.

When Gimli motioned for him to lower his head so that he might whisper in Legolas's ear, he leaned over eagerly to hear whatever distraction the dwarf might be about to offer—but instead of speaking, Gimli planted a kiss on the tip of Legolas's ear. He gasped, and quickly pressed his lips together to stifle the sound, and none too soon; for Gimli's teeth followed his lips, closing gently around Legolas's ear and biting down just hard enough for a swift, sharp ache to run through him like a trickle of lightning.

Legolas shuddered, and glanced sideways at Gimli with eyes gone wide with shock and horror, but he did not pull away from the grip of those blunt teeth upon his ear, either.

Gimli smiled and released him, but Legolas still did not move; just hung there half-bent, breathing hard, as Gimli spoke at last. "There is something I have wondered," he said, his voice so quiet that his breath barely stirred the hair around Legolas's ear, "for some time now, Legolas."

Legolas's eyes darted around the room. "Yes?" he breathed.

"I have noticed," Gimli said, "the extraordinary sensitivity of elvish ears." So saying he stuck out his tongue and slid it up inside the point of Legolas's ear, as though exploring every curve and crease of the skin within by touch alone.

Legolas pressed his lips together tightly and managed to suppress all but the faintest gasp of a moan. His eyes had gone closed, and he was not sure precisely when; only that he did not dare open them, for fear that what little control he had would evaporate at the sight of his dwarf.

His hands were on Gimli's knees now, his long arms trembling with the effort of keeping himself upright; his fingers dug in hard, clinging to that solid dwarvish flesh as though Gimli's legs alone held him up above the edge of an endless cliff.

Gimli grinned—Legolas could feel it in the way his beard moved as it brushed his flushed and tingling ear—and murmured, "Sensitive indeed! So sensitive, in fact, that I have long now been wondering…"

He paused, and Legolas swallowed against a throat gone suddenly as dry as the plains of Gorgoroth.

"Is it possible, do you think," Gimli said, "to move an elf to spill his pleasure by a touch upon his ears alone?"

Legolas moaned aloud, he could not help himself. He sank into Gimli's lap, going as loose and limp as molten gold—and then quickly thrusting himself back upright on their bench, his eyes snapping open again in horror as he remembered where they were, what they were doing.

As ignored as he had been before, the eyes of the whole council room were on them now. Legolas could feel the hot flush sinking down his ears and spreading sideways across his cheeks. "Oh," he said, swaying to his feet. "I—forgive me, the—I was only—the air is very close in here, I—I did not mean—"

"I think our Wood-elf needs some fresh air," Gimli said over his stammering. He climbed off the bench and dropped down beside Legolas, then took one of his hands and patted it soothingly between both of his. "If you will excuse us both, your highnesses, I will see to it that he is properly attended to."

Legolas trembled, and bit the inside of his lip to restrain the noises that wanted to slip free of his mouth in response to Gimli's promise of attending to him.

"Of course," said Aragorn. His eyes were bright with confusion and concern alike, and Legolas forced himself to smile reassuringly at his friend. Aragorn raised his eyebrows, a silent question.

Legolas replied with a gesture so vague that even he wasn't sure what he was trying to say, and he saw Aragorn's gaze drop to Gimli's face instead. Gimli nodded confidently and Aragorn gave a little shrug, as though resigning himself to trusting the elf and dwarf to look after one another instead of prying further.

Legolas was so relieved he almost melted off his feet again.

"Thank you," he murmured, ducking his head to avoid the stares of the councilors.

"Do feel better soon, Legolas," Arwen chirped, and Legolas felt his blush deepen.

"Er," he said. "Thank you, your highness."

He sketched the swiftest, shortest bow of his life and fled the room.

Gimli followed him, chuckling to himself, and Legolas shot him a surly glare the moment the door closed behind them.

"What in the name of your precious Mahal was that about?" he demanded.

Gimli raised his eyebrows, a hirsute picture of innocence. "Whatever do you mean?" he said. "I thought I made my intentions…" He grinned, and there was no trace of innocence left on his bearded face now. "Quite plain." He caught Legolas's hand again and pressed a kiss to the sharp knuckles, then pulled Legolas along after him down the hallway. "Quite plain, indeed."

Legolas shivered and did not withdraw his hand.

"Yes," he said, widening his stride to catch-up so they were walking now side-by-side. He was a little annoyed to hear his voice come out in such a low rasp. "But why there? Why now? Why," he implored, "in front of the entire High Council of Gondor?"

"I did not like how they spoke to you," Gimli growled, his grip on Legolas's fingers tightening.

"I did not much care for it myself," Legolas agreed archly, "but I do not see where the one thing follows the other!"

"I did not want to cause trouble for Aragorn by speaking-out against them as I wished to," Gimli explained, "so I resolved to take you away from them and show you the proper appreciation that a treasure like you deserves." His eyes twinkled up at Legolas like polished agates. "For as long as it takes until you are suitably assured of my high regard for every last inch of you, my dear. Starting with those two long points, if you please."

Legolas's knees wobbled under him. "Gimli…"

"You are lucky," Gimli rumbled, "that I cannot easily reach your pretty ears without breaking stride, or I would have you singing your pleasure right here in the middle of the hallway."

Legolas choked on his own breath. Only Gimli's hand in his kept him moving, pulling him forward when his feet would have faltered and left him standing there stupefied on the floor. Two clerks nodded to them politely as they passed and Legolas could feel his ears burning afresh.

"Gimli!" he hissed. "What if they'd heard you!"

"If I could reach your ears," Gimli grumbled, "they certainly would have heard you."

Legolas whimpered. He saw Gimli's beard twitch over a smug smile in response, and flushed darker. It was hardly his fault that dwarves kept all their most sensitive parts well-covered—save their beards, of course, but it would have been exceptionally rude to fondle a dwarf's beard in the sight of strangers. Legolas was far too polite to do such a thing to his friend (the occasional subtle tug or tweak or twist of its long, rich strands when no one else was looking was something else altogether) and now as thanks for his forbearance, he was being tormented!

"Gimli," he hissed again. "Stop it!"

Gimli only chuckled and pulled him along, now walking a little faster.

"Once I get you into that bed and down within arm's reach," Gimli told him, "I do not intend to stop until neither of us can remember a word of Westron, least of all you, Legolas." He shook his head fiercely, sending his braids bouncing. "Not for anything short of the return of another Dark Lord will I stop—and even then, I would be hard-pressed to find a reason to let you out of that bed while you're still in any state to draw a bow, so we might as well stay put and let someone else deal with it this time."

Legolas was finding it extremely difficult to remember how to breathe, and not because of the speed with which they were currently clattering down the stairs. "Gimli…"

"The sounds I am going to coax out of your bare mouth, Legolas…" Gimli seemed to be speaking as much to himself now as to anyone else, but that did nothing to blunt their effect upon Legolas, who nearly slipped a step—clumsiness that was quite unsuited to an elf!

This whole thing was intolerable. Never before had the exchange of their banter been so unbalanced, not at least so that Legolas could recall—although, admittedly, his recollection abilities were likely not at their best right now, distracted as he was by the images that Gimli's words were sending tumbling through his mind like intoxicating starbursts.

The thought of that skilled and silvertogued mouth applying itself so fervently and extensively to his sensitive ears had his breath catching in his lungs, his blood throbbing in his veins like liquid mithril. He was all but quivering with need, undone by desire for his dwarf.

Their rooms had never seemed so far from the king's chambers before!

"Gimli," he breathed, "you are a menace."

Gimli chucked but did not disagree. "And you are not?" he retorted. "Legolas, the sight of your ears flushing like that in the council room…Mahal, it was all I could do not to have you right there on the bench in front of all those half-bearded fools."

"What?" Legolas squawked. "Gimli!"

"I speak no jest!" Gimli insisted. "Stars above and gems below, Legolas, you know what seeing those ears of yours go dark with pleasure does to me." His broad chest heaved in a sigh like a mountain settling and Legolas's heart skipped a beat in response.

"It was hardly pleasure I was blushing from in there," he protested.

"I know, I know," said Gimli, grimacing, "but I could not see your face from behind you to make note of whatever distress their rudeness caused, my dear; only the tips of your ears, dark and red and so cursedly far away from my hands. How I wanted to touch you, to watch that flush spread down your cheeks and your hair flow loose around my fingers and hear your voice rise in incoherent song under my hands…"

Legolas swallowed and put a hand out to brace himself against the wall. The white stone felt cool under his palm, cool and much more steady on its foundations than was he. Gimli's masterful and lyrical wordsmithing had always been able to move him, but these words fell like an avalanche upon Legolas's heart.

"Gimli," he said and shivered, "Gimli, you…"

"Do you have any idea," Gimli continued as though he had not heard, "what a torment it was to sit there beside you with your blushing ears just over my head, unable to cradle and caress them in the sight of all those foolish, stoneless men? To see that tempting flush, and not dare to touch it? To touch you? Ah, Legolas, I could not bear it. I could not!"

"You did not bear it long, I'll note," Legolas murmured, and Gimli laughed breathlessly.

"No," he agreed, "I admit I did not. But how could anyone have expected me to? A dwarf can endure much, yes; but that!" He shook his head fiercely. "That was too much, Legolas. Even great Mahal himself would have crumbled before such a trial! Stones below, Legolas," Gimli breathed, "the sight of you…"

Legolas shivered again, trembling under the weight of Gimli's adoration—and then he remembered that it had not been men alone who had been in that council chamber.

Perhaps it was time to balance some of those scales from earlier.

He glanced down at the dwarf and said, as calmly and as casually as he could manage with his heart thundering against his ribs and his ears burning so hot it was amazing they had not yet scorched his hair, "Ah, Gimli, you will recall that you mentioned the acute sensitivity of elvish ears before?" Legolas looked up again quickly, before Gimli could see the impish smile he could feel tugging at his lips.

"Yes?" Gimli said. His impatient tone seemed to add, Is that not exactly what we are on our way to explore further?

"Well," Legolas said, as he at last lifted the latch to open the door to their shared rooms, "there is no denying that they are, indeed, quite sensitive to the touch; but you seem to have forgotten that they are very keen of hearing, also."

"Yes?" Gimli said again. "What of it?"

Legolas smiled. "Queen Arwen," he said, "you'll remember, has the keen ears of the elves."

For a moment Gimli just frowned up at him, as though confused as to why Legolas was bringing up Arwen, of all people, when they were about to climb into bed together—and then his eyes widened and his ruddy cheeks went pale.

"Oh," he said in a strangled voice. "Oh, no. Then—you mean—?"

"That she heard every word you spoke to me in the council chamber?" Legolas said. He grinned and stooped to press a kiss to Gimli's forehead before twirling back around and bounding inside. "Yes!" he laughed. "Yes, she most certainly did!"

Gimli moaned and closed his eyes. "I can never show my face in this city again," he declared.

"Then bring your face in here to the bedroom, and the rest of you with it," Legolas suggested. "For you have quite a lot of work to do in here 'ere you will have need to face Arwen or anyone else in Minas Tirith again, my most beloved dwarf!"

"Impudent elf!" Gimli yelled and followed.

The slamming of the door behind him shivered in Legolas's bones like an avalanche and he lay back upon the bed, grinning with anticipation as his dwarf climbed up beside him.

Elven ears, it transpired, were every bit as sensitive as Gimli had hoped, and more.

#not me getting distracted by elf biology nope (whatever the ear-blushing concept is adorable fight me)#(and if their blush starts in their ears then obviously it would spread down the ears and across the face from the sides rather #rather than centering in the cheeks right? and how could a dwarf with his normal face-blushing help but find that adorable?)#(look at least i didn't talk about what elf ejaculate tastes like in this one okay it could be worse)#this is what happens when you ask an asexual to write something sexy: they use it as an excuse to world build XD #i can't help it world building is apparently my version of sex lmao #hopefully it's also sexy too...? if not i'm sorry anon i tried #gimleaf #legolas #gimli #my writing #lotr fanfiction #my stuff #lotr #elvish ears #send a kiss meme

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