artaresto: ❝Alright, enough! So be it!❞

goldengreenleaf replied:

     “Aye.” He hated to sulk and act immature, but at times he felt like the other was the immature one. And once again their clash had originated from blatant racism. “Do whatever you want. I will be celebrating with my kin.”

artaresto:

Oh the guilt bit him so hard just then that he covered his face for a moment and then brushed his hair back with his hands.

"No, Legolas, I do not want to leave!" he said. "I do love you so much but living here makes it so hard to me.. Without you I am so alone here. There is nothing else for me here but you. I am sorry", his voice broke slightly at the end and his gaze sunk down towards the floor before he started to make his way to the door.

Legolas gave an elongated sigh and felt much calmer than before. He trusted himself to regain some patience and speak gently again. Grasping his husband’s hands, the prince gave them an encouraging squeeze, a sign that he could stay.

"Forgive me. I merely wanted to join my friends and you were invited too but did not accept. You could have joined me. You can always join me."

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a-centimeter-shark:

I still can’t believe I’ve got over 3000 notes for my previous art…!
Thank you for all the likes and reblogs! 
Maybe I should just continue drawing Thranduil with little Legolas since it seems like I’m not the only one who is into this fantasy…. :P 

a-centimeter-shark:

I still can’t believe I’ve got over 3000 notes for my previous art…!

Thank you for all the likes and reblogs! 

Maybe I should just continue drawing Thranduil with little Legolas since it seems like I’m not the only one who is into this fantasy…. :P 

artaresto: ❝Alright, enough! So be it!❞

goldengreenleaf replied:

     “Aye.” He hated to sulk and act immature, but at times he felt like the other was the immature one. And once again their clash had originated from blatant racism. “Do whatever you want. I will be celebrating with my kin.”

artaresto:

Orodreth snapped awake at once and stared up at the prince from the floor. He could not believe his ears

"You would cast a Noldorin royalty out only in his night gown?!" he shrieked and slowly got up as he realised the soaked floor beneath him. This was so very unheard of to Orodreth that he could not help but simply stare at Legolas, cranky because the other had awaken him.

"What do I care about your royal blood?" he retorted heatedly, feeling his control slipping. "You show no respect to mine either."

Orodreth showed no remorse or guilt about what he had done. “You ruined many of my belongings. I thought you loved me enough not to hurt me out of your childish anger, but I was wrong.”

He sounded tired by now. Tired for the training had been taking it’s toll this noon, tired of the problems they faced when together. “Just leave. I know you want to anyways.”

elegantmalice:

goldengreenleaf:

I value my life over having caught your interest! But whose skulls are all of these?

Would you like a tour? 

As grotesque as it is, yes I do.

elegantmalice:

goldengreenleaf:

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I am not judging you, but I am judging you.

Are you simply feeling left out, elfling? Jealous I don’t find your skull half as suitable?

I value my life over having caught your interest! But whose skulls are all of these?

I am not judging you, but I am judging you.

artaresto: ❝Alright, enough! So be it!❞

goldengreenleaf replied:

     “Aye.” He hated to sulk and act immature, but at times he felt like the other was the immature one. And once again their clash had originated from blatant racism. “Do whatever you want. I will be celebrating with my kin.”

artaresto:

When the prince returned Orodreth was sound asleep in their bed, curled up in middle of it. Earlier he had been bristling because of Legolas’ decision of leaving him alone and he had already been planning on leaving for awhile, yet he soon had realised that he had nowhere to go. Thus he had stayed in the prince’s chambers and rebelled against the Sinda’s decision by flooding everything the prince owned in the room on the floor as a huge mess, including his covers and pillow.

The prince flinched as he entered the dark room. All he could make out where the outlines of his bed, illuminated by the dawn but—this splashing sound was quite disheartening.

Oh no, he did not.

The anger he currently felt boiling up inside him rivaled his father’s famous outbursts of fury that caused anyone to jump for cover. Only he managed to keep it bottled up, his nostrils flaring.

"Get up." he ordered, sounding colder than he had ever done when talking to Orodreth. "Get up and get out. Out of my room, out of my sight." He grabbed the blanket with shaking hands and pulled it away so that the Noldo tumbled onto the floor, right into the wet mess he had caused.

Bilbo help it found me too.

✿THEME