A mere blink

[mirkwoodforged]

’ —- A sword. I was a sword…Your sword to be        honest. I do not know my own name, for I do         not remember it.  ' 

She let the coat hang on her, keeping her hands at the front to keep it closed. She kept her eyes on him, somewhat expecting to be tossed into the dungeons  for making a claim like that. She only hopes that it  doesn’t come down to that.

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

A sword? This time he did not repeat after her, ancient eyes studying the being. He lifted his hand and the elves that were going to take her away for wasting their King's time stopped on the spot.

"Varilë is the name of my sword..."

He stated carefully, slender fingers twirling together as he slowly stood from his throne. Elegantly he walked down the stairs, his eyes never leaving the humanoid form of his supposed sword.

"It is an unexpected claim, I sure expect you to be fully aware of how peculiar your words are to me. I have owned this sword for many centuries without ever glancing at your figure."

He stopped in front of her, a slight frown creasing his forehead.

"What proof is there to give me?"

[acebodhi]

For winterthirst ❤

[in-acoalmine]

150 FOLLOWERS, WHAT?

Wow. I honestly have no idea why any of you are here but in celebration it’s time for some shoutouts.

To the people who have put up with me the most.

lordofelves: You’re Tau’s daddy, period. I love how many threads we have and your Thranduil is just spot on.

ihopethatyoullrememberme : Holy shit how is our stuff so perfect? You help me bring the feels, deal with hours of my headcanons on skype and share my sappy music taste never change -covers in tea and elf kisses-.

shethinksmereckless: PUPPY KILI. No seriously, Into the Woods is the best and you are the best and I wanna wrap you in blankets forever. 

meludiir : I know we haven’t rped much but you’re still one of Tau’s little guardlings and I’m keeping you.

t-hran-d-uil : Giiirrrlllll the only thing finer than you is yo lipstock game. You were the first Thranduil I played with on here and our bofta thread continues to kill me. 

littlelakegirl: We haven’t done much yet but FIRE AND BLOOD. Truly you and your muse are the cutest.

People I haven’t played with much/at all yet but I’d love to do more.

@maybeiamreckless erebor-prince evxnstar elegantevenstar azaghalinh bowbearer fearofacage goldengreenleaf iamxnoxman intimeallfoulthingscomeforth kilibrotheroffili kin-of-thranduil legolasofthegreenwood murkhith minesarethebiggestparasites melwabereth

recklesswxlf shxrp-shxt sigridofdale thegoldendaughter thebowmanoflaketown thedwarflingkili youngcourageousheart theevenstarofherpeople iinperator sxntiel elk-of-the-party myswxrd ofdaggers legolas-prince-of-eryn-lasgalen bardthebowmaster

nathith kiliofthemountain  masterbowman

[mirkwoodforged]

intimeallfoulthingscomeforth

[mirkwoodforged]

            ’ I do not mean to alarm you, King Thranduil. ‘ 

            The woman said, staring at the Elven king with              curious eyes. This was her owner keeper, she               only knew of his voice. Now here she was, standing              in front of him, quite nude might she add. 

                 ’ I am quite sorry for my lack of clothing items.                    I’ve only just became a being, my lord. ‘

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

"Alarm me?"

He repeated with a raised eyebrow. One motion of his hand and someone came with a coat, hiding the woman's nudity. Her face he did not recognize but something in her felt familiar.

"I am rarely one to speak for nothing and so shouldn't you. Who are you or what are you for this is not a realm you can so easily slither in without being seen..."

[sendameme]

BOLD all that applies to your muse!

Eyes: Blue | Green | Brown | Hazel | Grey | Other Hair: Blonde | Brown | Black | Red | Ginger | Grey/White | Multi-color | Other Body Type: Skinny | Slender | Slim | Built | Curvy | Athletic | Muscular Skin: Pale | Light | Fair | Freckled | Tan | Olive | Medium | Dark | Discolored  Gender: Male | Female | Trans* | Cis | No Gender | Other Sexuality: Heterosexual | Homosexual | Bisexual | Pansexual | Asexual | Demisexual | Other Species: Human | Undead/Vampire | Shapeshifter (Weres) | Demon | Angel | Witch/Wizard/Sorcerer | Incubus/Succubus | Other Education: High School | College | University | Higher Education  Living Situation: Lives alone | Lives with parents/guardian | Lives with significant other | Lives with a friend | Drifter | Homeless | Lives with family Parents/Guardian: Mom | Dad | Adoptive | Foster | Grandparents | Family friend | None Relationship: Single | Crushing | Dating | Engaged | Married | Separated | It’s complicated | Widowed I’ve been: In Love | Hurt | Sick | Abused I have a(n): Learning Disorder | Personality Disorder | Mental Disorder | Anxiety Disorder | Eating Disorder | Substance-related Disorder Things I’ve done before: Drank alcohol | Smoked | Done drugs | Stolen | Self harmed | Starved myself | Had sex | Had a threesome | Gotten into a fist fight | Gone to the hospital {healing wings} | Gone to jail | Used a fake ID | Gone to a rave | Killed someone Positive Traits: Affectionate | Adventurous | Athletic | Brave | Careful | Charming | Confident | Creative | Determined | Fearless | Generous | Honest | Humorous | Intelligent | Loyal | Modest | Patient | Selfless Negative Traits: Aggressive | Bossy | Cynical | Envious | Fearful | Greedy | Gullible | Jealous | Impatient | Impulsive | Insecure | Irresponsible | Possessive | Sarcastic | Self-conscious | Selfish | Unstable

[elvenkingthrandy]

Thranduil and the One ring by Vrihedd

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

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Still Accepting

"A boy needs his father."

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

Would you sacrifice your life for another realm?

Let’s play “yes” or “no.” You ask me questions on anonymous or not, and I can only answer YES or NO.

Still Accepting

It was a question best answered with many morewords than a simple yes and a simple no. Whichrealm, for whose lives, for what purpose?

There was, however, only one answer for a vaguequestion such as this one.

"No."

[ofdaggers]

"You belong to me" [I'm sorry?]

Send “You belong to me” to see how my muse reacts. { x }

( The heat that rose to her was a familiar one in his company. Alone in her study, she quickly glanced up towards her Elven guest, swallowing down the lump i her throat. )

                “Belong to-? When was this decided?”

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

[ The Elvenking stood near the entrance of the Queen's study, his resemblance with a statue increasing as he barely graced her a glance. ]

"Right now?"

[ .He answered, half turning to her, a dangerous gleam in his eyes and something mocking in the thin smile stretching his lips. ]

[diandrafarrugia-deactivated2012]

Let’s play “yes” or “no.” You ask me questions on anonymous or not, and I can only answer YES or NO.

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

PSA:

Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Somedays I can write a fucking book, somedays I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

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"You came back…"

[woodland-tauriel]

A silence settles over her, her eyes meeting his as she turns around to face him. Her mouth opens a few times, as if she were about to say something, but… nothing comes out.

Tauriel only feels the utter defeat that she was meant to, being banished, losing Kili… Losing her only friend, Legolas, and then returning home to find that she was still not welcomed.

"I apologize, my Lord. I had hoped…" her sentence trails off as she feels her lip begin to tremble. "I must not cry, I will not cry.” she thinks to herself as she continues to look at him. 

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

"You had hoped your misplaced conduct would have been forgiven?"

He finished for her, gracing her a glance as he hid his hands in the sleeves of his long coat. He knew of the loss she had suffered and perhaps there, for a moment, he had been compassionate about it but... there was a but.

"I cannot trust a captain who cannot obey her King."

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

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"You came back…"

[woodland-tauriel]

"I had nowhere else to go, heruamin.”

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

"Were you not banned?"

[ofdaggers]

She knew the guards would stay close by; even if she dismissed them, they would be there. Sigrún kept her wide smile, relaxing her hand. She still kept it on his, but her grip was lose enough for him to pull away him if he wished. 

"It’s going well - the soil is fertile and we even got a few of the dwarves to help us with farming.”

The rebuilding it self was plain to see - most of the buildings had been repaired. They had only the west side to complete. 

"Everything’s going as well as it can, my Lord.”

She sent him a grateful smile. 

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

He looked around, interested genuinely by the fate of those men and women they once had helped. Distracted, he had not yet noticed his hand still on Sigrun's.

"Is there somewhere we can speak? One King to a Queen?"

His hand finally left Sigrun's own, joining his hands. He looked at the woman, a small and amused gleam in his eyes nor his guards nor hers could see.

[ofdaggers]

The Queen couldn’t deny being glad to see Thranduil. Both had been so busy, they hadn’t seen the other in months. With guards close behind her, she smiled as the Elvenking took her hand. Sigrún could feel slight heat on her cheeks from his small kiss on her fingers.

Her elvish wasn’t very good - only just starting to learn it - but she was sure it was either a greeting or something about being pleased to see her.

"My Lord Thranduil, it’s wonderful to see you."

She couldn’t quite read his expression, but gave him a bright smile. 

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

"My Lady Sigrún, the same can be said about you."

He assured in a neutral tone, bowing his head a little in front of her. He looked at the guards that were with her, then gazed back at her.

"I come in friendship, to know how you and your people are doing. How the city of Dale rebuilds itself."

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

"No one can hurt you now~"

Send one to see how my muse reacts.

Still Accepting

Something seems to shake his shoulders, a chuckle probably,bitter and soundless.

"You and I both know these to be hollow words."

[nyrnernil-deactivated20151219]

⋙——➤

Kept memories allow him to remember everything about                                   his father, the one who raised him and                                   obviously fails to accept that his son                                   has chosen a path different from such                                   that was meant for him to go.

Legolas studies Thranduil’s expression, still, won’t stop at any moment for despite how much a son could know his father, the scarred king could be unpredictable at times. Of course does the prince only wait for an outburst, knowing that in a state of rage most individuals are most vulnerable, but it is hard to lure such strong emotion out of someone who has literally become a prison to the own self.

The hands drawn away from his grasp, Legolas does not make any move to search closeness to him again, yet finds himself gasping with surprise at the sudden grip on his chin, eyes wi- dening as he keeps his stare directed at the other’s pair.

Truth of words is immediately noted, and being pushed back answered with a mere growl before he starts to snicker, quietly, these noises increasing until his laughter echoes through the great hall.

"Y-you can not hurt me. And please, do not lie to yourself", ma- nages he to say, his laugh growing quieter again until it loses itself in silence. “That you threaten me does already show how much I am indeed able to harm you, ada. But it seems to me like you refuse to listen.”

An accusing glare, such not meant too seriously but rather in a mocking manner when he walks closer once more, lifts a hand to caress his father’s cheek by stroking his skin gently. “As I said, I have no intention to hurt you, so long as you behave and entertain me, open your heart and share your pain with me.”

[intimeallfoulthingscomeforth]

There was a certain satisfaction in knowing that he was capable of being unpredictable for Legolas. Though the fact he had lost control over himself showed even to him how much it affected him. Not the words per se, he had been told horrors along the many centuries that had been his life, but his son's state, his son's... would it be safe to say his son was dead? He never was a hopeful one... at least not ever since his father's death, he was not naive. How much chances did he have to free his son for any and whatever path he had chosen for himself.

Why?

He was a severe King, that much he knew, though nobody seemed to understand he was in order to keep them all safe. But he had been a relatively good father. Better than his own and loving.

Why had Legolas chosen the darkness?

Legolas' laughter fueled his anger but he was able to keep himself in check. His lips stretched in a thin line, his gaze cold now that he was looking upon the other.

"Oh I can. Continue to challenge me and it will happen. Your faith in me is flattering, but misplaced."

His voice faltered at his son's contact again and Thranduil shook his head. "Enough, now, I think you were given enough time to blatter." He patted his son's cheek and turned away, walking up the stairs to his throne. He slowly sat, looking down at his son, waving his hand at him in a dismissive manner.

"You have no right still to leave my forest, but I heard enough. Who knows, maybe if you succeed in behaving I will speak of things that make you curious."

He grinned.

[vestahls]