Jan 7, 2014
⊕ //bc why not omfg
pros
Hot elf
Throne sex
hot elf
cons
You could kill me with a corn chip
What if I was bad and you stopped trade to Esgaroth
Did I mention hot elves make me nervous
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⊕ //bc why not omfg
pros
Hot elf
Throne sex
hot elf
cons
You could kill me with a corn chip
What if I was bad and you stopped trade to Esgaroth
Did I mention hot elves make me nervous
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OH GODS LIKEWISE. LIKEWISE FOR ALL ETERNITY. plsplsplsevensghnghslkgn
A yawn slipped over his lips as he stretched himself out, finally looking to the side, eyes narrowed. He had not enjoyed the passing of time... Too quick, too slow. It mattered little. For the world they lived in was anything but slow. It was always busy. Always rushing forward. That was the life of men... They did not sit still enough. Did not appreciate enough. Too afraid that the moment they would stand still, their life would be taken from them.
It still made the ellon shake his head.
But he was getting used to it, slowly...
"I cannot believe I am put here though..." he finally sighed softly before peering over his shoulder. But this was the place closest to what once was so huge... So in the end, he did not mind... Not too much, that was.
And living here did give some new possibilities..
"Blondie, has there been anything new going on?"
Preferably the new nicknames hanging around. Though not all stuck with him. Little lord was still one he favoured. But when in the shop, with customers around? It was usually 'blondie' that was uttered, even though he knew Thranduil would hate it.
And he could not help but shoot a smile in the direction of his King.
"They are coming.”
Many eyes lie keen on the orcs fast approaching, and naught but a unit of elven guards stood in their King’s defense. Disenwe lingers at the rear, his weapon drawn similar to his comrades, ready to endure the onslaught of Morgoth’s creations. Within moments of Thranduil’s statement, the ghoulish beasts are upon them, teeth gnashing and swords biting as the ravenous maw of war. The silvan and his kin prefer their liege leave, no matter his skill in battle, given the nature of this slaughter was not to be in their favor soon.
Disenwe glances back briefly to impart hasty words, pensive features twisting further before cooling. “Heruamin, join us or go. We will hold them off as long as necessary should you decide on the latter.” With that he returns to the surprisingly favorable situation. The pathways are narrow, thus preventing an overflow of orcs and proffering fortune for the few warriors substituting as an offensive barrier for their superior. If only for but a moment.
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Through The Eyes Of A Child (elvenkingoftaurnufuin)
Even at such a young age, it was clear to anyone who saw him that Legolas was the son of Thranduil for he was the image of him, from the pale blonde hair right down to the pale blue eyes, although, granted, the elfling's were full of a childish innocence and naivety that had not been present in the king's for several millennia. And when it came to personality...well, Legolas could certainly be as stubborn as his Adar when he wished to be. He had woken up early as always, and somehow managed to dress himself in a rather odd and colourful mixture of clothing that would no doubt be changed before the day was up and even managed to clumsily braid part of his hair back all by himself. Ada will be so proud, he thought to himself. Grinning, he opened his door, peeking out into the hallway before running the short distance from his room to his father's, barefoot as he had forgotten to put on boots, pushing open the door (which required a feat of strength in the young prince's mind) and sneaking as silently as he could into the room, wondering if his father was still asleep or not.
00:00:00
He stared at Thranduil for a long while as he realised it. There were no more numbers to go! Maybe they had mistaken..?
Gil-galad expression changed in mere seconds from shocked and horrified to quite content - there were certainly many worse to have as this 'soulmate' than Thranduil here. Or so he wished.
"So...", he cleared his throat a bit as he approached the Sinda and tapped at his own wrist.
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