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#expectations: legolas
klngfili · 1 year
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The thing about Legoals’ song of the sea is that he sings about ‘I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing. ‘ but in the end he is not alone: ‘Then Legolas built a grey ship in Ithilien, and sailed down Anduin and so over Sea; and with him, it is said, went Gimli the Dwarf.’
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tathrin · 5 months
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The Extremely Serious and Scientific Legolas Fandom Hair Colour Poll:
What colour hair do you picture in your head for your personal mental image of Legolas of the Woodland Realm? (Not necessarily which one you think is more or less "canonical"; rather just what you see in your head when you're reading something.)
Ideally, you can also share when and how you were first exposed to Lord of the Rings in the tags or reblogs, and what you think most influenced your mental image.
No I'm not procrastinating from writing stuff, go away.
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aspiringnexu · 2 years
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I wonder if Elrond saw Legolas and Gimli together in Minas Tirith. He must have stayed for his daughter’s wedding, so he probably did.
I wonder if, for a moment, he saw himself and Durin.
Legolas and Gimli have a different dynamic but for a moment he catches Legolas laughing and Gimli grumbling good-heartedly, that familiar dwarvish smirk just barely hidden by his beard and suddenly he’s back in Khazad-dûm. Sharing a meal with Durin as Disa tries in vain to get his two dwarrowlings to settle down and have their supper.
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sigmalaussene · 2 months
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It’s Valentine’s Day so here’s a little wip spoiler of the sillies
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legolasgreenleafbow · 11 months
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I have nothing to offer, except images that I have stolen from others of Legolas unhinged facial expressions. some are in gif form because the moving versions are SO MUCH FUNNIER than the screenshots. I used one as my pfp because I have my reasons.
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Cazador is such a out there name. Like such a posh but powerful name and yet....he looks like an elven dave. He's a dave. A David if you will. I'd laugh in all their faces. I would then die, yes, obviously, but I'd die laughing at the basic looking bitch with a Dracula level name.
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rohirric-hunter · 4 months
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When they went on to make The Return of the King for GBA the developers learned their lesson and instituted caps for skills so you can no longer make your character completely invincible. They did, however, proceed to add in a brand new broken ability:
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How is this broken, you might be asking. It's just a basic summon and it caps out at five. Well you see, the ghosts scale with Aragorn. And the infinite leveling exploit still exists. They really should have fixed that.
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As an aroace, I never had an ideal relationship goal... until I read The Lord of the Rings. Actually, yes, a best friend to go travelling with, share each other’s culture with, and keep each other sharp with in competition* sounds perfect. 
*Maybe it doesn’t have to be a kill streak in real life... that’s beside the point. lol
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legolasghosty · 4 months
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"i hate you" "there's people coming" and now they're making out
for Boggie cuz... y'know. :D please?
Ooooo okayyyy! Hehe I love these two, I don't get an excuse to write them nearly enough!
Bobby ducked into an alcove and let himself fall back against the wall, trying to get his breathing under control. This wasn't how this was supposed to go. Nothing about tonight was going right.
In, 2, 3, 4, out, 2, 3, 4...
Having someone on his arm tonight was supposed to get people to leave him alone. Sure, Bobby had known it wasn't a permanent solution to the constant nagging over his upcoming ascension to the throne and his lack of a partner to sit beside him. But he'd expected his family and the court to be too relieved that he was showing serious interest in anyone to tear into any issues about who his 'partner' was.
In, 2, 3, 4, out, 2, 3, 4...
"Hey, you okay?"
Bobby flinched away from the voice, one fist clenching around the edge of his tunic. "I'm fine," he said, tone flat.
"Well I guess I'll just come be 'fine' with you then," Reggie said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he slid into the alcove across from Bobby.
Bobby forced himself to meet the eyes of his friend and 'partner'. Reggie was sweet, too sweet to be dealing with this disaster of an evening. Bobby should never have dragged him into this. He'd barely known the man for two months, for heaven's sake!
"Sorry, I figured you were someone else," he forced out. "Are you okay?"
Reggie shrugged. "I'm alright, nothing I haven't heard before."
Bobby felt his shoulders tensing all over again at the thought of anyone talking down to Reggie like that at all, let alone often enough for him to be so accustomed to it. He wondered just how far away Reggie was from. It must be within the country. Bobby could likely have a whole squadron of guards there in under 48 hours, ready to destroy anyone who dared to hurt the angel of a man before him.
"I'm sorry," he said. No reason to voice any of his true thoughts. "For my family and for dragging you into this."
Reggie inched closer, fingers brushing against Bobby's knuckles. "Hey, I knew what I was getting myself into. It's all good."
"No, it's not!" Bobby snapped. "No one should be saying those sorts of things about anyone, but I knew they would and I still brought you here."
"They're just careful because they care about y-" Reggie began.
"No they don't!" Bobby interrupted. "They tear into everyone they see as 'lesser', regardless of how good that person is or isn't. They enjoy it. They don't care about me, they just care that I'm the one who's going to be sitting on that throne next year."
He felt like he was going to tear his clothes with how tightly his fingers gripped them, but he couldn't seem to stop. The words kept slipping from his mouth. He couldn't turn it off.
"I mean, why the heck do you think I haven't dated anyone? There's never been anyone that I cared about enough to make it worth the pain my family would cause them. Sure I'm interested in someone every once in a while, but 'interested' isn't enough to keep anyone around after them. I might as well just die alone and childless and let the kingdom pass to someone who isn't as polluted as I am."
He finally stopped, breathing hard. Reggie was just staring at him. Bobby waited for him to run. That was the only logical thing to do. But the young knight didn't budge.
"What would it take for you to let someone in?" Reggie asked finally.
Bobby blinked hard, trying to make sense of the question. Hadn't he just said that was what he would never do? What he shouldn't do? But Reggie's face is so open and curious, how can Bobby deny him an answer?
"I guess I would have to love them," Bobby responded.
"Then what does that mean you feel for me?" Reggie asked, voice soft. "If you would have to love someone to bring them here, what does that mean for us?"
I love you, Bobby wanted to say. But he couldn't. He couldn't subject Reggie to the pain that was the life he was trapped in. The people he was surrounded with. The constant nagging and prodding and needling to make everyone else happy. Reggie was good. He should be free. And this was never real to begin with.
"I hate you," Bobby said, the words catching on his lips like the jagged lies they were.
Reggie's eyes flashed with something Bobby knew he despised, though he couldn't fully read it before it was gone. Then Reggie's gaze darted past Bobby's shoulder and panic took over his expression.
"People coming," was all the explanation Bobby got before Reggie was crowding into his space, hands cupping his jaw as the knight's mouth met his.
Bobby tried not to melt into the kiss. It was just a performance after all. But Reggie's lips were warm and his hands were gentle and Bobby couldn't resist the urge to twine his own arms around the other's waist, pulling him closer. Reggie let out a pleased sound and Bobby was helpless against the desire to run his tongue over the knight's lower lip. And when he was allowed entry into his mouth, there was no stopping him.
He knew it was wrong. But it felt so good, so easy, so freeing to kiss Reggie. The guiding motions of the hand sliding up into his hair reminded him of riding through the fields, both of them spurring their horses to go faster and faster as the wind yanked at their clothes. The soft moans that passed between their joined mouths were sweeter than any symphony Bobby had been forced to sit through as a child. The steady weight pressing him against the wall was the best kind of drowning. It urged him to let go, to sink, to forget the world of before.
And then it was gone. Bobby couldn't breathe. Reggie leaned back, glancing past him.
"They're gone, sorry about that," the knight said, his voice hoarse.
"Don't you dare apologize," Bobby managed, still struggling for air.
"You said you hated me," Reggie pointed out softly. "And then I kissed you."
Oh yeah. Bobby said that. He should say it again. For Reggie's sake. But he couldn't. Not with all the memories if their adventures together at his fingertips. Not with his gentle words rolling over him like the tides. Not with the phantom feeling of their bodies entwined consuming his thoughts.
"I don't," Bobby admitted before he could stop himself. "I don't hate you. I should, but I don't."
A smile lit up Reggie's face, small as it was. "Yeah?"
"I want you to be safe," Bobby sighed, "and safest would be away from me. But I don't know if I can be okay with that."
"You don't have to be," Reggie promised, grabbing his hand. "We can make this work."
"It's not going to be easy," Bobby warned. But the war was already lost. They both knew it.
"I love a challenge," Reggie joked, like he had the first time they met.
This time, it was Bobby who kissed him first. It was softer than before, more honest. A promise to try. And Reggie kissed him right back, sealing the deal. Well this was a terrible idea. But Bobby couldn't bring himself to care.
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I finally watched all the 3 Hobbit movies. And I'm disappointed that they did not have the ravens. :(
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eliounora · 1 year
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having started commissions I have lost all ability to draw anything sensical. it's going to only be doodles on the level of gollum eating sushi from now on. godspeed
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ashesrebirthed · 3 months
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Ever since Strider's arrival, the trees hadn't stopped whispering.
There was something different to that man. The rivers and stones felt it, welcoming him with burgeoning hope long lost since this realm had fallen to the shadow of Dol Guldur, yet one did not need to look toward the forest to see that. It showed when Strider moved through his father's halls with great ease, the way few but their own kindred had before. He knew their ways, did not flinch back from their unchanging immortality. Even the lakesfolk, with their centuries spent alongside the Woodland Realm, were never quite so nonplussed in their presence.
Still, it was not until he caught the man alone that Legolas gave in to the forest's burbling curiosity.
(And, admittedly, their own.)
"You are no mere ranger." There was no preamble, no switch from Sindarin to Westron as Legolas moved to stand beside Strider, facing outward toward Mirkwood's dark depths. The man was young, but he was not a child; even alone in the presence of elven royalty he stood tall and true. He did not need Legolas to coddle him.
Head tilting, Legolas regarded Strider once more. The messy hair, rugged beard, and worn clothes did not match the poise with which he held himself, nor the gentleness of his eyes. Two worlds collided inside this man, but Legolas knew not where one could have stemmed from. "Many men have passed through these woods, lakesfolk and warbringers alike, yet few have been like you. You, Strider, come bearing no other title, yet you walk amongst elves as the rest of your kindred do men." Even in lives as long-lived as theirs, he was something new. Something intriguing.
And, truly, it had been far too long since Legolas had felt such intrigue. "I know not why you take such comfort in our halls, but I hope you know that you are welcome within them. Even the forest says so, and it has not had much good to say for far too many a century." // @luminescenc1e + plotted starter!
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shortnsalt · 11 months
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If there is something I have found through my various LOTR marathons, it is that all ages can thirst bond over Aragorn
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dialux · 2 years
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cover me in honeysuckle memories
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He is the Lord of the House of the Fountain, and he and his do not drown. [As he dies, Gothmog curses Ecthelion to be trapped inside his sword, never to reach Mandos or be free, and the curse holds until the Third Age, when Legolas Thranduillion picks up Orcrist from a ragged group of dwarves. Suddenly, Ecthelion’s soul is trapped in Legolas’ body, and they have to learn how to balance different personalities, desires, and loves, made all the more difficult as they start dancing around a potential romance with Glorfindel of Imladris—an elf who Ecthelion once loved, and now is courting Legolas, all without knowing where—or who—Ecthelion is now.]
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Written for @tolkienrsb 2022, for @petit-leafcrest and their glorious art, for which I had the absolute privilege and honor to write a story. Many thanks to Vali for such a lovely, elaborate and intricate art, and to the mods for setting all of this up!
Rating: Teen and Up
Warnings: Suicidal tendencies and discussions, jealousy and negotiations, canonical deaths in the Hobbit
Relationships: Ecthelion of the Fountain/Glorfindel/Legolas Greenleaf, Legolas Greenlead & Tauriel, Legolas Greenleaf & Thranduil
Characters: Ecthelion of the Fountain, Legolas Greenleaf, Glorfindel, Tauriel, Thranduil, Elrond Peredhel
Word count: 17682
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@petit-leafcrest's note:
Tremendous gratitude goes to my author - who stepped up, claimed & saved my art prompt from becoming unwanted baggage. Who, despite the rather intricate & challenging request I put up, undaunted, nailed the task with such amazing skill & talent. And whose kindness & generosity will forever leave a mark in my heart. I'm so incredibly honored and blessed. 
Also, my heartfelt thanks to the Mods team and everyone pitching in their effort to make the 2022 event a running success. I give you all my salute.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings (Movies), 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 Relationships: Legolas Greenleaf/Sigrid, Sigrid & Tauriel & Tilda (Hobbit Movies), Bard the Bowman/Thranduil Characters: Sigrid (Hobbit Movies), Tilda (Hobbit Movies), Tauriel (Hobbit Movies), Legolas Greenleaf, Bard the Bowman, Thranduil (Tolkien) Additional Tags: Rare Pairings, Secret Crush, Crushes, Requited Unrequited Love, Getting Together, Falling In Love, Asexual Character, Demisexual Character, Advice, Relationship Advice Summary:
Sigrid never expected to be in a position to actually do something about the ridiculous crush on the Prince of the Woodland Realm that she picked up during the fall of Lake-town - so Tilda and Tauriel take matters into their own hands.
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kanafinwe-makalaure · 2 years
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I'm not super great and proficient at digital art yet so this is more of a doodle but here's a badass warrior queen and her little Greenleaf :)
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