#greenleafarrow

[theelvenscholar]

greenleaf-arrow replied to your post: Because I wanted a sexy Erestor and this is about...

((What doll site is this from?))

This one

[goldenglorfindel]

greenleaf-arrow replied to your post: *Yawns, stretches, finds two children in his bed,...

“Don’t squish me mellon!!” The little elf voice squeaked

*stares at the child that wasn't there yesterday!*

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Leggy and Ruaa

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greenleaf-arrow, prince-leggy, and elkruderofmirkwood have found the forest

Sage sat at the edge of the forest the he called home. "What do want," he snapped at the new figure that approached. "Be kind Sage," Ivy, the winged nymph huffed comming out of the shadows of the trees,"He my just want help! Do you need help Sir?" She turned to face the new person.

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Legolas Sensually Moaning Meme Response

Ruaa's feet dangled over either side of the branch he was currently straddling, kicking back and forth lightly as keen brown eyes searched the land around him. He'd been very high up in this tree for some time, not long after washing up in a river so he was in nothing but trousers -- as he didn't need boots for climbing since he simply flew up and landed there. Standing gracefully and with a flutter of wings, he circled and glided down around the tree until his feet met the earth once more. "What is that mountain range in the north called, Elf Prince?" He questioned, though didn't get quite the response he expected. His name being said in a low and breathy fashion made him turn to see Legolas sitting on the ground, propped against the tree, his eyes closed in a weary sleep. Hearing his name again, Ruaa approached and crouched in front of the Princeling, tilting his head and waving his hand at the elf's face, snapping his fingers a little, before simply rocking back on his heels and sitting across from the elf. Well, he must have been worn out...

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Legolas Suicide Meme Response

"I do not understand...this device..." Ruaa muttered to himself as his feet carried him down the halls. What did that elf maiden call it? Some kid of lock? Either way he made his way to the Prince's room -- Legolas would know what this was. He entered and glanced around, noting nothing at first until his eyes fell to a pair of elven boots near the bed. He leaned to the side a bit, squinting at the sight, before more of a body appeared. "Elf prince!" Came a started shout, as he rushed to the side of the heir of Mirkwood. There were no marks on his body, nothing to suggest harm, but no breath or beating heart either. Some kind of poison? Ruaa came to his knees, lifting Legolas by the shoulders and pulling him into his lap, the Prince's head limply rolling back as the winged man moved him. "Legolas... Legolas! Please, no... No no no!" Ruaa shook his shoulders, eyes welling with tears and spilling over when nothing happened. He wanted to call for help, but part of him knew it would be fruitless. His voice would fail him if he tried. Ruaa's legs unfolded beneath him and he pulled Legolas to his chest, wings draping about his shoulders forming a tent between him and the rest of the world as he wept.

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Haldir comitted suicide meme

Legolas tries to visit the other elf when he had time. He considers Haldir a great friend. The months had past since he last saw the elf. He was hoping to catch up on some past news they have not yet been able to share. Walking lightly on his toes as he went to the section Haldir sleeps and spends time alone. He was going to call in a greeting but something seemed off about the air around him. His ears twitched a bit with tension as he froze to see his friend. Laying dead. He ran to him holding his head. He could not help but let some tears fall. The tears rolled down his cheek onto Haldirs cold face. "Goheno nin mellon. Guren niniatha n'i lu a-govenitham" His voice was soft and shaking. as he tilt the head of his deceased friend up as he planted a farewell kiss on the soft cold forehead.