Mistletoe Kisses (Part I)— RivkaZ 2014
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Mistletoe Kisses (Part II)— RivkaZ 2014
For Melkor: A completely different Sauron from a (sorta) parallel universe finds himself abruptly transported to an Angband very similar to his own. Wandering the halls, he notices a strange bundle of greenery suspended from an archway. Stopping to examine it and wonder at its significance, he is interrupted by a sound of approaching footsteps that are VERY like those of his Lord.

( I’m borrowing lucifers-cuvette’s Pandëverse Sauron for this meme… I’ll bring him right back, I promise!)
I’m no lovecraftian horror, but I’ll wax gibbous for you if you stick around. *wink wonk*
Geyra would absolutely refuse to kiss Sauron (or Melkor), so can I fill in? :D

No. Good wolves get kisses.
Bad, mad wolves get lumps of coal in their stockings.
Be on your best behavior, puppy, and maybe next year master will give you treats.
-mistletoe kisses for Sauron- -leaves some holiday cookies for Melkor on the way in-

Happy solstice, my precious one. Here’s to another year of immortality and earthly power.
(Hella late meme) -Terrified mistletoe kiss-

Brave Goldberry… Does your Tom know how far you’ve ventured from home? There are no fresh streams for you here, pretty one, and I’ve no sweet kisses to give in return. I wonder if you’ve only come to taunt me with your willful spirit, traipsing about wherever you please, smelling like the eternal Spring of Arda… What a daring little imp! Shall I reward your audacity, or snap you up like a glittering minnow for your blithe mockery?
Ah, freedom for now, I deem— in keeping with the season of giving.
The mistletoe hangs above Formenos’ gates. It is also made of jade and little pearls.

“Well, well, well. What an auspicious time to come calling! Allow me to give your high princeliness a proper greeting for the season…”
(door slamming in 5….4….3….2…1…)
“Ah human traditions- Oh hellllllo, didn’t see you there.”

*gulp* If I accidentally lick him, will I start to hallucinate?
-hesitantly kisses Melkor’s cheek- Happy Yule… Again.

Ah, yes! Today is a special day. One year of faithful service as my jester! I think it’s time we gave you a holiday bonus, don’t you?
What would you like, my pet?
*dares initative and kisses*

…Apprentice? This is… well, perhaps not sudden, but why now? Mm—!
Damn human traditions *begrudgingly kisses Sauron*

*gasp!* Dragon kisses?
Who’s a good dragon? IS IT YOU, SMAUG? IS IT YOU? ARE YOU A GOOD DRAGON? YES YOU ARE~! WHAT A GOOD DRAGON OOOOH! Scritches and kisses for you, yessss.
(One careful, mouth-avoiding kiss for Kor out of spite.)

I WILL KILL YOU, YOU WARBLING ARSE FACE! I hopE YOU CHOKE ON YOUR EMBOUCHURE! GET YOUR FILTHY FLUTE-SUCKING LIPS OFF ME! I’LL KILL YOU! I’LL WEDGE A CLARINET IN YOUR URETHRA! I HOPE YOU DIE IN A HARPSICHORD ACCIDENT! HELP! HEEELPPP!!!
*Aggressively hangs mistletoes all over the forge and halls but refuses to say anything about it*

I think they’re some kind of message!
If only whoever was hanging them around Angband would come demonstrate to me their significance!
(for Melkor) The white berries caught his attention where they hung overhead. Langon glanced up, and then down to where his Master stood beneath the mistletoe. He sidled over. “Far be it from me to lend credence to a mortal custom,” he noted, “but this happened to be something I am pleased to offer in any case. So…” With that, he leaned in, pressing a bashful kiss against his Master’s golden cheek.

Langon, what’s going on? Langon why are there berries? Langon explain this to me. Langon. LANGON.
-Salgant “accidentally” wanders under mistletoe-

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were trying to tip-toe through unnoticed! Come here…"
