A head-on collision while dropping his daughter off for her first day of kindergarten leads to Bard's first meeting with the mysterious owner of the tea shop at 13 Main Street -- a tea shop that definitely wasn't there last week.
Words: 4788, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 6 of prompts I begged for on Tumblr
Fandoms: The Hobbit - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Bard the Bowman, Thranduil (Tolkien), Bard the Bowman's Children, Tilda (Hobbit Movies), Legolas Greenleaf, Arwen Undómiel
Relationships: Bard the Bowman/Thranduil
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Tea shop AU, Magic Realism, meet-cute except it's a minor concussion, Pre-Relationship, might get longer than a one-shot idk, Birthday Gift Fic, Tumblr Prompt, POV Bard the Bowman, Parent Bard the Bowman, Good Parent Thranduil, Arwen is in this for some reason
The Well-Worn Path of Words by Ias
It wasn't so strange that Thranduil would call him a friend. And yet the word seemed to draw them closer like a length of string, binding them together, yet still so fragile.
[In which Thranduil and Bard begin writing each other letters over the long winter after the battle.]
Tie by yeaka
Bard offers himself to the Elf King in exchange for aid.
Boundaries ‘Verse by Sir_Nemo
Bard has been working for the elves for years, never actually meeting one, until one day he notices an elf watching him work.
The elf becomes a constant in his life, and the two of them slowly start warming up to each other.
A February Face by perkynurples
Bard returns to the city he grew up in, full of ideas for rejuvenating its scene from his brand new position as Regional Cultural Director, but nothing is ever quite as easy as it seems. Especially when one gets it in one’s head to resurrect Laketown, the once famous festival that no one has dared touch in decades. The city’s resident superstar Thranduil Greenleaf might have the money and the expertise to help him along, but first he would have to willingly agree to spend more than five minutes at a time in the same room with Bard, without insulting his work or his fashion sense, for that matter...
Detangling Love by AriVonMirkwood
Tumblr Promt-
Thranduil tries to fix the mess that is Bard's hair and gains something much more in return.
Inspired by an @darklords prompt and an episode of Queer Eye Japan.
Happy easter y’all and stay safe! <3
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You Never Know Until You Crack The Egg
„So what do I do now?“ Thranduil asked and stared daggers into as brown egg he held with two fingers and as far away from himself as possible. A feather clung to it.
„Have you never held an egg before?“ Bard replied unable to veil his incredulity. He was torn between fits of giggles and an outbreak of anger.
I want to stay, Thranduil had said, let me have breakfast with you and your children. Let me help. Thranduil, an immortal being, who was likely used to a servant hand-feeding him neatly chopped cubes of exotic fruit on a golden platter every morning. At least that was how Bard imagined it.
"Well... not never." Thranduil's gaze swiveled between Bard and the egg and Bard sighed. Took another egg from the bowl Sigrid had gotten at the market the day prior and took a pan from the walls. Technically speaking, he had servants too, but Bard had better uses for them than cooking and pampering him. He could handle his breakfast just fine.
"Over here," Bard said. He waved Thranduil over to the fire which filled the spacious kitchen with a soft glow. The sun wasn't yet strong enough and winter clung to Dale like a stubborn cobweb. Thranduil glided over, all neat moonlit hair and lips puckered in confusion. Well out of place, even in the house of a king. Bard's exasperation melted around the edges. He put the pan on the stove and oiled it.
"So," Thranduil repeated, still holding the egg at arm's length. "What do I do now?"
"This," Bard said. He cracked the egg against the wall, careful not to smash it to bits and opened it over the pan, creating a nice and circular shape with an unblemished yolk. Thranduil squinted at it. "Well?"
Thranduil's hand shook slightly as he brought his egg to the surface just a little too hard. He tried to pry it open, but the thing fell apart and splattered everywhere. There went a good pair of eggs. Ah, well.
"Oh dear," Bard sighed again, and rubbed his forehead. With long fingers he picked the bits of broken shell out of the mass of eggs. As with most things, Thranduil was an experience. Not always for the better though. "How do I even stand you?"
"What?"
"You, my friend, are lucky you're so pretty because that was the clumsiest, most impractical demonstration of basic skills I've ever seen."
Thranduil opened his mouth, then closed it again. Scrunched up his face in despair. He looked like a lost deer, bewildered and forlorn and far from home.
"It looks edible." They both stared at the sadly sizzling mass of broken yolk and whitening egg. "I'm sorry."
Bard grinned. Then tapped his slimy finger against Thranduil's nose. The elf crossed his eyes.
"You can learn," Bard said and leaned forward to steal a kiss from Thranduil, his stupid, fantastical, above-everything Elven-King. His. Thranduil wove his arms around Bard's middle and they fell against each other. Who cared about eggs anyway when the upside was this, warm lips that worked magic, a soft swirl of-
Tilda chose that exact moment to barge into the kitchen.
"I'm hun-ew stop," she shrieked and barelled into them. "Oh, are those eggs?" Bard hugged her back.
"Yes, love," he said. "Thranduil made them for us."
Hello my friends <3
I’m so proud to show you the commission that I did for the sweet Wenderful51
about the fanfiction “What Makes a King” (that you can, and SHOULD, read HERE ). It was so fun to work for you, dear <3
And we made it in time for the @dailythranduilproject new festival!
Bard introduces Thranduil to the best song ever committed to vinyl...and much, much later, they finally go for a spin on Bard's bike.
Words: 3181, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 8 of A Kiss in the Cold and Dark, Part 11 of Barduil Month 2023
Fandoms: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies), The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Bard the Bowman, Thranduil (Tolkien)
Relationships: Bard the Bowman/Thranduil
Additional Tags: Music, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Teenagers, Motorcycles, Bruce Springsteen References, Song: Born To Run (Bruce Springsteen)
