🏃♀️Hi hi I'm reopening my commission again since I am in the middle of my final year project and I needed funds to support my art project _(:'3」∠)_
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Please take note that since I am in the middle of my final year and I also have 3 pending commissions to go right now, I only be able to fully commit to this slot around the end of July!
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Thinking about how Kabumisu interactions post-canon is loud hush-talk among the Elven Nobles in the west and figureheads in the Golden Kingdom. Like the Elven Ambassador??? Speaking with one of the King's most trusted advisors??? Is this a coup plot? A conspirancy? Prelude to invasion?
Meanwhile, Kabru and Mithrun is engaged in the slowest but also sweetest courtship. This is Kabru's first serious-serious relationship (like the leading to an engagement-type of relationship) and he doesnt want to fuck it up; Mithrun meanwhile likes Kabru and wants to be with him but is figuring out the things he wants in this relationship.
(Like I just find both sides panicking -- Elves trying to spy on Mithrun's and his House's affairs at the Golden Kingdom; people of Melini trying to figure out if the elves through Mithrun is somewhat plotting to take over their Kingdom. Meanwhile, Laois cannot be bothered by it; by this time he knows Kabru and by some extension Mithrun, the many times he got scolded by intruding to their dates aosjdodjskjs either way, the King downplays it, the Elven Queen is more amused than wary. Either way, Mithrun eventually quits and moves to the Golden Kingdom permanently -- honestly to just hunt monsters and cook noodles -- Kabru continues his work as political advisor and wards off the court's political enemies. Somewhere along the line, Kabru and Mithrun get married. And Laios uses that as an excuse to have a national monster meat feast lol)
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"Erestor!"
The call came… oddly pronounced, which was perhaps what made Erestor turn towards the noisy hall. He tended to avoid the Hall of Fire on evenings such as this, when the brisk air called for the inhabitants of the valley to gather around the fires, keeping warm and making merry.
He was not necessarily surprised to find Glorfindel with the usual group of Elves: Lindir, Elladan, Elrohir, Galadir from the guard, among others. Lindir, often the leader when it came to mischief, waved and smiled his innocent smile at Erestor—which, of course, had Erestor instantly suspicious.
"Erestor, you have to help me,” implored Glorfindel, stretching his arms as Erestor neared their table. As though the slight slur in his words wasn't a clue, there was also a telling flush on his cheeks where it caught the light. “I am being made fun of and I do not care for it!”
Erestor stopped to stand on Glorfindel's side of the benches, though he pointedly stayed out of reach of those—just what is Glorfindel doing?
“Hands off the robe, Glorfindel,” he admonished, swatting at the hands reaching for his robes. “What is this that you are complaining about this time?”
“These terrible trolls! Sorry excuse for friends!” Glorfindel made a clumsy kind of wave at the Elves around him, who only snickered amongst themselves. “They have been teasing me all evening!”
“To be fair, Master Erestor,” said Elladan, “we do that most evenings.”
“As I thought,” said Erestor, looking back down at Glorfindel, “which is why I am wondering what could be so terrible this time."
If possible, the flush on Glorfindel's cheeks grew higher as he declared, affronted: “They said I will never marry!"
The laughter from the other Elves was on cue. It was just as well that they were all distracted, for Erestor did not join in on their amusement, and instead had grown quite still.
It took a moment for him to respond, and when did, it was a careful: "I did not know you wanted to marry.”
"Well, I do!”
Another moment, then a quieter, "I see."
"But they said!” Glorfindel cried again, oblivious to the racing thoughts his sudden claim caused within his oldest friend. “They said that I couldn't, and do you know why? Because they said you obviously do not plan to marry ever, to which I said, no! No! They cannot very well know that about you, can they? Unless you have told them—”
"Eru forbid."
"Right? So I said—"
"Why exactly am I involved in this equation?"
Glorfindel looked up at Erestor as though this was a very silly question. "Why wouldn't you be? There is no one else I want to marry, is there? But then if you are not intent on marrying, then obviously I cannot get married either."
Erestor took a moment again—a different kind of moment, this time around. “O-Oh. Obviously."
He glanced at the other Elves around the table, who this time conveniently found something of interest on the floor, on the ceiling, or on their nails while the two of them were speaking. Erestor picked up the vessel nearest to Glorfindel. "Is this your cup?"
"Aye! Good stuff.”
"Hm. Potent, too. I thought you do not drink?"
"I don't."
"You are as drunk as a Dwarf."
"I resent that,” said Glorfindel with a—oh, by the Valar—a pout. "You said there is nothing attractive about Dwarves."
“I have said no such thing.”
“Erestor!” This time, Glorfindel looked distressed. “Are you saying you are, in fact, attracted to Dwarves?”
By this point, Erestor could no longer resist the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. "No, but what I can say is that there is nothing attractive about this picture either."
“Oooh,” Lindir finally chimed. “Harsh.”
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fake psychic Tim but its just. its just psych. Jason dies and batman goes off the deep end so Tim (instead of becoming robin) starts going ham on the 'tips to the police' bc if the police can deal with the smaller crimes then Tim doesn't have to worry about batman killing a petty thief.
Except he's running himself into the ground and he starts getting sloppy bc he's giving the local police info, and bludhaven info (bc dick) AND probably giving Nightwing info when he can and someone catches him or he leaves a paper trail and then Officer Dick Grayson apprehends him and takes him in for questioning and Tim is like "you can't talk to me without my parents or a lawyer present, I'm a minor. And my parents are in Guatemala, so you better call my lawyer."
and Dick is like "kid you're not in trouble i just need to know who's giving you this information." Because there is NO WAY this kid isn't working with someone. Someone who is using a child to drop off information, which while noble to help the police, is putting this child in danger and tim is like, pretty offended actually. That it's being implied that he COULDN'T do this himself.
So he's like "im not working for anyone."
and Dick is like "you have to be getting the info from somewhere. I just wanna help."
and Tim is like AUGH ADULTS "I just- i figured it out on my own" and its CLEAR that Dick doesn't believe him which is, first off, super insulting, never meet your heroes, and second he shouldn't be talking anyway or admit that he goes out at night or Dick will do something stupid like try to make him stop. So he's like (rolling eyes) "I'm psychic. Are you happy? Can I have my phone call now?"
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