#timberfell

      ❝      TERRIBLE   ?      ❞         the   troll   repeats   with   a   CHUCKLE   to   his   voice.      for   one   thing   ,      creek   was   only   a   TAD   surprised   that   his   efforts   were   NOTICED   ——   enough   to   be   called   out   by   the   ever   -   so      BLUNT      branch.      really   ,      it   wasn’t   like   he   was   TRYING   to   be   subtle.      ever   since   they’d   been      WORKING      on      making      amends      between   them   ,      they’d   come   CLOSER   ,      and   all   creek   could   do   was   APPRECIATE   them   finally   getting   back   what   he’d   thought   they'd   LOST   all   those   years   ago         [   .   .   .   ]         thanks   to   whatever   happened   all   those   years   ago.         (      not   that   it   was      HIS      BUSINESS      ,         nor   did   he   care   anymore   ,      but   it   was   a   CURIOSITY   he’d   never   been   able   to   SHAKE   OFF.      )         

         it   was   a   BLESSING   in   and   of   itself   to   even   come   CLOSE   to   being   friends   again   ..      but   what   was   MORE   was   this      CERTAIN      bond      blossoming   into   something   DEEPER.      more   connected.      any   troll   with   HALF   a   brain   could   see   it   —   who   knew   they’d   COME   this   far   ?

    ❝   ...   Wait,  you thought I looked like what?  ❞    Well now,  that was certainly a surprise.  Sure,  Bruno had to give his nephew the benefit of the doubt,  considering how young he was since he’d last seen him.   But,  seven foot?   Just what kinds of stories was everyone else telling   ...   and that part about eating dreams?

❝   I mean,  the rat thing’s true but isn’t the rest of it just a little bit much?  ❞

@timberfell​ said  :   📝   +   bh6   🤔               /               Send   me   “📝   +   (fandom)”   and   I’ll   reply   with   a   character   I   would   RP   from   that   fandom      (   accepting   )

@timberfell​  asked :   ❝ Am I not what you expected? ❞ //tadashi @ elsa les go  [ marriage ?  in this economy ?  //  accepting ! ]

      this hadn’t been what she wanted.  but the council was being insistent,  and they were refusing to work with her outside of a few new members that had been appointed since she came to the throne.  so she had entertained them,  looked at those portraits that had been sent to her from all over,  and had told them to send for the least unbearable one.  and they’d chosen him.  and while she’d been mildly impressed by his portrait and the description the council had given her  --  when she had been paying attention and not dissociating,  of course  --  she hadn’t expected....  him.

      he was much more handsome in person.  and as soon as he had been announced and had walked into that throne room,  she had  FOUGHT  to keep that defensive wall up,  if only to save her from playing right into her council’s hands.  they could not get the best of her.  she would resist this as long as she could,  resist this notion that she couldn’t rule without a man by her side.  even if the person they deemed the most appropriate to be her husband was already worming his way into her heart without her say-so.  

           ‘ howl, have you finished mincing the carrots yet? ‘ he’d been at it for awhile now and she hadn’t once stopped to think in all of her prepping about whether he actually knew how to mince. ‘ i said you could ask me if you needed help. ‘

@timberfell​ asked: oh. oh, he's waited his entire life for this opportunity and his time has finally come. it's alberto's time to shine, and he takes a nice deep breath; he's gotta really wind up for this one. who could have guessed he'd ever actually encounter a real life bruno? " SILENZIO, BRUNO! "

        blinking owlishly down at the young boy for a moment, bruno was uncertain on what else he should do. the kid was just.. staring at him. what was that about? was he broken or something? could kids break like that? he’d seemed to shut down the instant that bruno had told him his name. people didn’t talk about him anymore, right? would kids KNOW him?   ---- the loud shout caused him to wince slightly, anxiously pulling at a thread on his poncho, before grimacing. that answered that question, he supposed.