Poor Thranduil...he’s getting three new baby elves to play with (extended versions). Oh, well. He’s used to it--he’s had to deal with Eärluin and Aranduil. I love baby elves.
Really, @mystarlightblr, @mewardy, @fortunatelyclevercandy, @storytimeteller1, @babschwi, @lasimo74allmyworld, @freakingvantastic, @kerstin1864...there isn’t any trouble Thranduil can’t help but get into these days. It got worse after Aragorn showed up with Gollum. 🤣😂
He owns it!
iamjaynaemarie reblogged
Don’t forget Thranduil...😥
Then there’s Thranduil...
Thranduil: [... ... ...]
Celeborn: I want to know why you never invite me over to visit Rivendell, Elrond?
Elrond: You are my father-in-law. You know you are always welcome.
Celeborn: Gandalf visits quite often, I understand. He always seems to come to Rivendell. Never to Lothlórien or Mirkwood.
Elrond: I do not know why he will not visit Lothlórien, Celeborn, but we all know of Mirkwood. Such darkness lurks within.
Celeborn: Yes, I know. Thranduil can be rather frightening.
Elrond: I was referring to the curse Sauron put upon his kingdom.
Celeborn: So was I.
Thranduil: Yes, I am so horribly cursed with good looks, perfect hair, fabulous clothes, awesome weapons, fierce elven guards defying the laws of physics and an army of elves in golden armor. I have to settle for riding a majestic elk. How can I go on with the curse of being the Elven King of the Woodland Realm? I mean, my son is a Prince! My poor Legolas has to live with the shame of being the son of a king. Why could he not have had an all powerful tree lord for a father? We are cursed to live within a cavernous mountain palace with endless and elaborately carved halls named after me? You are so lucky. Living in a tree with a walking lightbulb that never seems to get electrocuted playing in a bird bath. I cannot tell you how many nights I wish I could cry myself to sleep wishing I had your life. Not your obvious lack of fashion sense. Just your life.
Legolas: Father is once again in a foul mood.
Tauriel: What do you mean “again”?
Legolas: Do not say I did not warn you, Tauriel.
Thranduil: Tauriel, Might I offer some words of wisdom. Just because someone is awake does not mean they are conscious. Not all that are blind cannot see and not all that are deaf cannot hear.
Tauriel: Wise words, my king.
Thranduil: Of course they are. I said them. More importantly, I have yet to get any rest because of unconsciously blind and deaf people who refuse to let me because somehow they did not consciously see my expression or hear me ask to be left alone. Now go away before I consciously do something I will conveniently forget to see and consciously ignore what I hear thereafter.
Legolas: I told you.
Legolas has great sight. Hearing, not so much.
[If he wasn’t my son....]
Oh. I just realized spent time reading stuff to get things accurate rather than making up some outrageous tale that could never happen based on a film that is nowhere close to the book all for the sole purpose of making Thranduil believable rather than a schtick comedy act tailor-made for 50 Shades of Grey. That IS too pathetic to laugh at.
Maybe.
Kíli. Be nice.
Well, that was enlightening. I have to do it again. I have three days to war and I must make the most of that time with my wife, do I not?