Jack Vettriano The Assessment

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me now. Looking up, I imagined I saw them there; Daddy was holding Mom’s hand, one hand on her shoulder as though to comfort her. They looked at each other, expressions should be pretty obvious that Lord of the Rings isn’t mine. I’m only responsible for mangling storyline, characters, and backstory for my own twisted amusement.A/N: I blame l-ishida-dark. Entirely. She’s the one who brought up the subject of the magical belly-button piercing. She’s also responsible for the ending of this chapter. XDPROTIP, u gaiz! When you’ve got exams in two days time, the ABSOLUTE BEST THING YOU CAN DO is start off a new fic. For best results, make it a complete piss-take with no merit whatsoever besides personal lols, then post it on an archive infamous for the tempestuousness of its authors.Rest assured that any comments, positive or negative, which take this seriously in any way at all should at least provide me with much-needed amusement.Enjoy!Chapter OneA single tear, crystalline and glistening, slid down my cheek. My eyes were dark with sadness. No, literally. I know it seems odd, but my eyes change colour when I feel strong emotion. Today, as I choked back sobs at the side of the freshly-turned earth, they were black, as black as my long, poker-straight hair was blonde. Well, blacker than that, because my hair is actually pink and purple as well as blonde. Cool, huh?But I digress.A single tear, crystalline and glistening, slid down my cheek, as I was saying before I so rudely interrupted myself. Pain clutched at my very soul, my blonde-and-pink-and-purple hair shrouding my heart-shaped face as I knelt there, head in hands.My mother… my father… if only they were there with

Jack Vettriano The Billy Boys

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asked a question as I was tucking her into bed.’ Rosie said as she was pulling the covers back and getting into bed and making herself comfortableSam thought for a few minutes before replying to Rosie’s question. ‘No I don’t think you should have. If she asks again, tell me and I will tell her where Mr Frodo went to.’‘Sam I have another thing to tell you. We’re expecting!’‘That is wonderful news Miss Rosie! I cannot wait until we have a new addition to our family.’Rosie kissed Sam’s lips before falling asleep, listening to the slow thudump of his heart.The next day Sam got up and out of bed early, he wanted to surprise his family with bacon and eggs. He had secretly bought the bacon yesterday while Rosie was asleep. He got fresh water for the flower that he had picked for Rosie yesterday and then made a start on the bacon and eggs.Elanor was the first to rise out of bed; saying that she smelled something good. When everyone had finished eating, Sam started with the dishes. Elanor remained at the table..
‘Yes and what was that?’ Sam asked with a little smile as he too climbed into bed and put his arm around Rosie. She laid her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat while she talked.
‘She asked me what happened to Frodo.’ Rosie gave a sigh.
‘And what did you tell her?’ Frodo had left for Valinor years ago and Sam was finally able to talk about him openly without feeling sad.
‘A didn’t tell her anything. I waited for her to fall asleep before taking your hand and coming in here. Should I have told her?’‘Da, what happened to Mr Frodo? I asked Ma last night but she didn’t answer

Jack Vettriano Amateur Philosophers

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deep breath, checked his bowstring, set his feet, and pulled the first arrow from his quiver.
“That was a brilliant idea, Celebrían,” Lindariel murmured as she stood at the study window. “I don’t know how you thought of it.”.”“I don’t know if you are too confident, there,” Elrond said. “That Glorfindel will be fully occupied until dinnertime I do not doubt; ever since that incident with the oak tree and Celeborn’s new cloak he has been trying to interfere with your son’s archery training, Lindariel. The last time Thorontur was here he complained about it so much that I had to drug his wine in order to get a decent night’s rest – and slipping sleeping herbs into guests’ goblets is not, I might add, something for which I wish to become notorious.”Lindariel and Celebrían both laughed at that.“Meleth nîn,” Celebrían assured her husband, “there
Celebrían laughed. “I thought of it because I have brought up three Elflings, not one. Glorfindel was getting restless in any case; he usually does when he is cooped up in Imladris for too long. It was really solving two problems at once – now he will not be mooching around gloomily, scaring visitors out of their wits, and they will not be getting in troubleis no danger of your becoming notorious for drugging people’s wine. You already are notorious for that.”
Elrond smiled at his wife, who merely shook her head at him. Then

Jack Vettriano Zara Philips by Rankin

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with the same warmth. “Have you seen Legolas?” asking her straight after.
The servant blinked twice before grinning brightly. “Prince Legolas and the head butler are in the garden, my king. They have been in there since they woke up!” Now it’s Thranduil’s turn to blink. “Galion?” Honestly, those two—ever since Legolas returned they never seem to get separated! He thought as he gave her his thanks and strode to the corridors leading to the private gardens.
Laughter erupted from the garden as two elves ran after one another, uncaring for the inquiring eyes. “You’ve been cheating, Ernilen!” (my prince!) Ga, Legolas had been tossing and turning in his sleep. Unable to place any particular reason for it, he tried shifting to a more comfortable position—only to end-up standing and getting ready for the day. He went straight to the kitchens afterwards in search for some apple. Again, the reason behind looking for the fruit evaded him. He wasn’t hungry for it; rather he just wanted to hold it, keep it in his pocket, and maybe throw it around if the kitchen servants won’t hit him for making a mess. Right after picking up one lone green apple, he spotted Galion with his head leaning on the kitchen window; slumberinglion huffed-out as he continued chasing the ellon. (male elf.) “Tis not my fault that you lost your senses due to your old age, Galion!” Legolas laughed melodically evading Galion’s attempt to catch him for he knows that the tickles would come next. Galion just tried harder to catch him. Servants who had spare time to look-see what the two was doing giggled and grinned.
Since before dawn. He chuckled knowing that his friend was never a morning person; had his father known this he would’ve just scheduled him work for the afternoon. He sneaked-up on him tickled the poor-sleeping ellon and ran like hell as Galion instinctively gave chase.
“Have I not been resting my eyes for that moment, I would’ve caught

Jack Vettriano Elegy for The Dead Admiral i

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Chapter 4- My Blanket and Me
"We will rest here for the night," Glorfindel announced as he stopped his horse. Cue the hallelujah chorus.
He dismounted his horse aGlorfindel looked extremely embarrassed. The poor chap was even blushing. Almira was just the opposite. She was pissed. Uh-oh.Glorfindel disentangled himself from her muttering something along the lines of, "No way in hell," and all but ran away to help his fellows, while Almira stalked past me, bumping into my shoulder. My injured shoulder."Ouch! What the hell?" I cried."Oh dear. I’m so sorry. I had absolutely no idea you had injured your shoulder. I was passed out during the fight. Don’t you remember?"nd politely turned to help Almira down, even though he looked like he would rather vomit than have to touch her. But that could have just been me.
"Thank you for letting me ride with you. I am feeling much better now, my lord. If there is anything I can do for you, anything at all, let me know."
Did anyone else catch that emphasis on ‘anything,’ come on, anyone? Could you be any more obvious. "Ugh, gag me," I muttered, making the accompanying facial expression. However, I knew they both saw and heard me because Sure she didn’t. I would have believed her if she didn’t look quite so self-satisfied. I wanted to scream at her that yes, I did in fact remember, seeing as I helped save her passed out ass. But whatever. I didn’t need this.
"That’s right, I almost forgot. Of course, the fact that I’m wearing a sling could

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and everyone is fine,” Glorfindel answered while slowly edging away. Almira, seeing him try to escape, sort of collapsed onto him.
“I’m sorry. I am just so weak from my near-death experience. That Orc nearly killed me, you know. I bet you saved me, didn’t you? Oh, how kind and brave of you. I am forever in your debt.” She stared at him, batting her eyelashes. For heaven’s sake, she was practically drooling.
“The hell!” I cried “I distinctly remember me kicking said Orc. Granted, he did eventually shoot the Orc, effectively killing it. But if anything he saved my life.” Oh, oh jeez. He really had saved my life. Glorfindel just stared at me with one eyebrow raised. “He he, thanks for that by the way,” I said, just a tad embarrassed at my outburst. I ducked my head, hoping I was not blushing too badly.
I heard what distinctly sounded licould start moving, Almira gave a little cry of distress and her knees gave out. One of the warriors caught her, even though it was almost painfully obvious she was faking.“Oh dear,” she whimpered, “I don’t think I will be able to walk.”“Pfft. Yeah right,” I muttered. There was no way I was buying this. Glorfindel didn’t look too impressed either. But seeing as he was an Elf Lord and supposed to be all chivalrous and stuff, he had no choice but to offer that she ride with him. Poor, poor Elf.Almira of course was overjoyed, that is as much as she was able to be in her “state.” She kept shooting me triumphant glances from over her shoulder while riding with him. Whatever. If she thought I cared then she was sorely mistaken. My Elven companions around me noticed ke a chuckle from Glorfindel (if Elves chuckle.) When I looked back up, he had Almira standing and had cut the rope binding her hands.
“I have decided you are not a threat. Don’t prove me wrong. However, Elrond will still need to listen to your tale and decide what is to be done with you. We will travel until sundown, which is now just an hour off, and then make camp and journey the rest of the way tomorrow.” That being said Glorfindel made to move towards his horse and I noticed the sudden lack of bodies in the area and the subsequent return of the rest of our Elven captors. What they did with the bodies I don’t know. However, we were once again surrounded, although this time I assumed it was more for protection than anything else.
But before we and shot me sympathetic glances. I guess I won big points with them for helping out during

Jack Vettriano Gambling Boys

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gone, as if it had not been there in the first place.
“Weren’t you going to follow thewaiting for his eyes to adjust to the dim light, which came from one fireplace and three lanterns hanging from rafters. The place looked positively medieval! He leaned against the wall, next to where Strider was standing, as stiff and straight as a pillar.“You know, considering that this is a place of fun, you can relax a little,” he suggested.“Relax?” said Strider in a low voice. “What do you mean?”“Are you trying to tell me that you don’t know what the word ‘relax’ means?” said Logan incredulously. “Geez, I’m really beginning to think that I’ve fallen into Shakespeare’s time!”“Perhaps you can explain the meaning of the word to me,” said Strider, still keeping his voice just loud enough for Logan’s ears to catch the sound.“You know, rest, take things easy...” Logan trailed off. “I’m m?” asked Logan, indicating the common room. The hobbits were already out of sight, and there were sounds of laughter coming from the half-closed door.
“I was,” said Aragorn, determined to mask his shock.
Logan smirked. “Well, lead the way then,” he said. The ranger glared at him, but said nothing as he slipped into the room silently, as if he was afraid of being seen. Logan sauntered in after him, still smirking. He knew he had scared Strider with that little trick of his, and that made him feel good.
The common room of the inn was filled with smoke from the pipes of the inn’s patrons. Logan blinked a couple of times, beginning to feel like a dictionary.”
“A what?”
“Oh...forget I said anything.”