#edhelgund

@edhelgund​ said: actually a compliment for you. you're fucking awesome and hanging out with you makes my day. it's like being given a trophy every time you laugh at some dumb shit i say its the best ever. i adore you endlessly and you're such a genuinely good friend, i'm so lucky that i've been able to get to know you and talk to you like every day.

@edhelgund​ sent a raven: snaps suspenders

@edhelgund​  --  ❝ i’m going the same way as you. ❞

                                             one desire — midnight empire

  ❝   ---- THIS ISN’T NECESSARY,  ❞      & his voice creaks in the midst of his words, seemingly petrified of whatever was about to unfold.  being hoisted about with the ease that this one had was unsettling, to say the least, especially when reason dictates ( his reason, anyway, ) that it should be nigh impossible.   hawke dreads it, whenever it happens.    which seems to be increasingly.

❝ i don’t like it. i’m not that injured. you don’t need to --- ❞    but it’s too late, maker save him, he’s swept up and he clings desperately to his battleaxe. unsure of where else to put his hands in such a ... situation.  every atom of hawkes being screams in protest, his cheeks go a flush red and blood from a small head wound trails through the lines of his frown.               ❝  this is very undignified, elf.❞

“𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬  the  first  elf  many  of  them  have  seen,  legolas,”  he  tries,  and  fails,  to  keep  a  small  smile  from  creeping  onto  his  lips  as  they  walk  the  balustrade,  the  warm  sunlight  glinting  off  of  imposing  stone  walls. “i  suspect  that  is  why  they  stare  so.”  he  does  not  blame  the  rohirrim   their  curiosity,  much  less  in  such  an  hour  of  need  as  this.  if  anything,  curiosity  allows  a  brief  escape  from  fear.  he  turns  now,  features  thoughtful.  “your  presence  inspires  them,  you  know.”