king thranduil

Hi !! Welcome to my blog. Below is an abridged version of my rules. My full google doc is linked at the bottom. Please read through at least one of them before interacting. You can also find me on my sideblog DRACURIS for Daenerys Targaryen. Thank you for your time !!

*this is an independent roleplay blog for KING THRANDUIL of the hobbit.

*THIS BLOG IS CANON DIVERGENT

*This blog is semi-selective

*NSFW THEMES WILL BE PRESENT ON THIS BLOG. This includes but is not limited to: GORE, TRAUMA, GRIEF && LOSS, WAR. Follow at your own discretion.

*I only interact with muns who are over 18

*Basic etiquette applies. I’m not too picky or strict. I’m very laid back so please approach me if you have any questions. Show basic respect and courtesy and I will grant you the same.

*MUN: You may call me KRULA. I am 25 && a full time employee so my activity may be sporadic. I appreciate your patience !!

*Credit for banners & icons is given to ASHLEY.

━━  ╳  𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥:

“There’s no shame in fear. My father used to say what matters is how we face it.” It still wounds Jon Snow to contemplate those childhood days at Winterfell, before the castle turned to a barren tomb for ghosts. As flames crackle and dance between them, warming chilled hands and cooking sparse food, dark eyes flicker up to the figure across from him. “ Are you afraid?”

@elvened​​   ♡   →   thorin oakenshield & thranduil.

     ❝   so…      you   wish   to   offer   us   FREEDOM   and   an   ARMY   in   exchange   for   the   PRECIOUS   GEMS   my   grandfather   denied   you?   ❞      thorin   already   knew   his   answer   to   the   kings   offer   of   HELP.      how   could   he   trust   a   liar?      A   BETRAYER?      the   answer   was   simple,   and   thranduil   should   not   be   surprised   to   hear   it.      ❝   you   ABANDONED   my   people   to   FIRE   AND   RUIN!      we   were   DESPERATE   for   help,   you   were   meant   to   be   our   ALLIES!      yet   you   condemn   my   entire   peoples   for   the   sins   of   ONE!   ❞

ONE ( ALIAS / NAME ):   Krula

TWO ( BIRTHDAY ):   ----

THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ):   Leo

FOUR ( HEIGHT ):  short af

FIVE ( HOBBIES ):    painting, playing video games, working out, and writing sometimes

SIX ( FAVOURITE BOOKS ):   Harry Potter && The girl with the dragon tattoo triology

SEVEN ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO ):    Uhhh probably [ this ] LMAO

EIGHT ( LAST SHOW WATCHED ):  The Imposters && The Witcher

NINE ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE ):   Music usually or visual/aesthetic stuff. I draw alot of inspo from like nature and all that. I also like to watch youtube edits for inspo 

TEN ( MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ):  He elf. So . . . elf=elven=elvened. I know, very profound.

@elvened​​ said:  Grips lathas’s hair and yanks hard. :)

         "Ah-” Lathas inhales sharply, taken aback by the gesture. Lithe fingertips grace over Thranduil’s chest as he takes a moment to feel the silken cloth lying on top of it, embracing its exquisite texture. How it contrasted the King’s assertive nature; like a noble deer with the temperament of a wolf. Lathas raises his head, looking at the other with sleep-ridden doe eyes.

         “My lord,” he breathes, “Have I done anything to upset you?”