Since my beloved husband seems to be incapable of even saying "hello" to people without forming a soul bond with them, I have decided that I, as his long-suffering wife, may as well make some cash out of it.

So here we have it: the Eomer Eadig soul bond application form!

SOUL BOND APPLICATION FORM
Name: ______________________________
Current ( Read more... )

*hears some interesting gossip about Boromir*

DOES EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN THE WORLD GET TO HAVE A SOULBOND WITH MY HUSBAND EXCEPT ME?

*reads Boromir's letter*

Okay, Boromir, let's talk.

My perverted, husband-stealing sicko pathetic excuse for acousin is engaged to a bigger slut than him rather attractive elf.

I'm, um, so pleased. And rather surprised.

Congratulations FuckheadBoromir and Legoslutlas!

Well, I spent the past couple of weeks down on the coast in a small village, visiting friends. A nice relaxed holiday after all the stress of recent times ( Read more... )

Erchirion? Elphir? Anyone?

Why is there an orc in my underwear drawer?

*stabs*

Apparently I am a grandmother. And Eomer's a grandfather ( Read more... )

*phew ( Read more... )

Mummy? Eomer? They're going to execute Elphir!

We can't let this happen! He's the only sane one!

*struggles out of ropes attaching her to bed*

Sorry I couldn't make it, Eomer wouldn't let me.

*picks up frying pan*

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go and discuss matters with my husband.

*wanders off to sounds of clashing, crashes and Rohirric screams*