· ⊰ synopsis. what was it you said? it wasn't meant to be? well, legolas simply couldn't accept such a notion ( yandere themes ៸៸ mention of blood ៸៸ death ៸៸ possessive & obsessive behaviour ៸៸ dark themes in general, viewer discretion advised )
· ⊰ note. okay since literally EVERYONE decided let's enable and condone eden's nonsense THIS is now here as an alternative ending to this one-shot. y'all asked for it <3
“Tell me.’’
“L-Legolas -”
“Tell me!”
You choke on a cough, lids wide, eyes frazzled and limbs scrambling for leeway against his frigid form 一 only to seize movements momentarily and whimper at the tightness around your throat.
Tears cascade down your face, trailing waterfalls along your chin and dampening his fingers that mercilessly clenched around your neck. Shattered irises that once reflected heartache now displayed one thing and one thing only:
Madness.
“Say it’s me. . .’’ The words tremble with an underlying tone, willing to break free into a roaring shout should you disobey him yet again. “Tell me I’m the one. That you are mine.’’
You make the mistake of stealing a glance at the mangled corpse, shedding tears at the sight of your husband’s once glimmering hues; now dull and withered, much like the rest of his form. Regret settles in as a harsh jerk leaves your head spinning and the hold on your throat alternates to your jaw instead.
“Don’t you dare look at him 一 look at me!” The gentle breeze which was once his voice had turned into a fierce storm, threatening to rip open your entire being should you drive him further off the edge. . . if that was even possible.
“Legolas!” A cry breaks free at last from the sting of his nails leaving crescent indentations upon your skin, teetering the point of breaking through flesh; as if you hadn’t been soaked in crimson enough. “Legolas, Legolas. . .” The cry morphs into a shattered sob as you plead for favour from every divine being imaginable. Hoping, praying for something 一 someone, to save you from the shadow of the man you once knew.
“That’s it,’’ his eyes soften altogether, mimicking their prior norm. As if he was back to his usual self, as if the clouds of craze had departed. “That’s it, my darling. I’m the only name you know, isn’t that correct?” He leans in to lap at the trail of tears staining your cheek and shudders against your ear. “My darling little rosebud, now we can be together. See? It truly was meant to be.’’
Icy lips find yours, brushing over at first before seeking to consume you whole as he presses a vigorous kiss to your mouth. Oh, how you had longed for this, to feel the sensation of such affection. . . Back then. Not now, not like this. And definitely not at the expense of your beloved.
You attempt to jerk your head, pressing hands to his chest and knocking palms against him. Only to have your wrist seized and ultimately slammed into the wall of which your back presses against. “Stop,’’ he parts, the light drained from his cerulean pearls once more, replaced by that of a malicious flame. “Trying. To.” You gasp for air once more as the restriction to your throat returns, this time completely cutting off your intake. “Push me. Away again!”
Stars and black dots splodge your vision as your very soul threatens to leave quaking form. “C-. . .Can’t 一 Le. . .’’
“Oh, you can’t?” He croons, a grin twisting his expression. “You simply take my breath away, darling. Would it not be fair for me to return the favour?” If the hold on your neck was not enough to strain your breathing then the kiss forced to your lips again would. For it was vicious, cruel, albeit passionate yet lacking all love that he claimed to have for you. With a force strong enough to push your head back into the wall, you feel your knees ache and threaten to buck as consciousness flees you. And just when you think the end is neigh, he parts and loosens his grasp.
It was terrifying, how your life dwindled within the hands of this. . . madman.
“L-Leg- . . olas. . .’’ You choke out a sob and present him with a desperate gaze. “I’m scared. I’m scared please stop.’’
A thumb strokes at your cheekbone, arms now looping around your waist and tugging you forward so that you collapsed into his form. Trapped and caged, with nowhere to flee even if you tried. “Scared? Darling. . . You have nothing to fear, you have me. I’m all you need, right?” A hand finds the back of your head, fingers curling into your hair. “You needn’t that sorry excuse for a man anymore. We can be happy,’’ lips find your ear, a chilling whisper freezing your heart.
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"I hate you. I absolutely detest you and I wish you would die." /you ask for dark leggy and i come out of my hiding spot and throw it into your inbox/ dark!verse
Thranduil kept his expression cool as his heart broke, breath catching in his throat. "You speak such foul lies, Legolas, I have done nothing to deserve this venom."
