Razzy’s Hobbit/Lord of the Rings Appreciation Post ↳ Bard the Bowman
“If this is love, I do not want it. Take it from me, please! Why does it hurt so much?”
“The Elven-king, the character himself, is inspired by a character from Tolkien’s earlier writing, King Thingol Greycloak. Thingol, also like Thranduil, has his weaknesses and one of them is passion for jewels. King Thingol had a great quarrel with the dwarves, which is what Tolkien referred to in the Hobbit. Thingol arranges for the dwarves to make a necklace for him, but then there is a dispute over payment and ownership. The Dwarves actually went and killed Thingol in his own Halls. In revenge, the Elves go after the Dwarves and they wipe them out.”
Long will I tarry, ere I begin this war for gold.
If no one is asking for Thranduil I’ll will do it:
Thranduil with no. 14
Pairing is up to you 😉
Ah, yes, a Thranduil one, woohoo!! And, haha, nice prompt choice, he could punish me anytime, am I right?
Drabble Time!!
(Dubcon-adjacent BDSM stuff here, you’ve been warned!)
Silence fills his room with tension, his faux-calm pacing fills it with the scent of elderflower. “Do you think you deserve to be punished?” His tone is blasé, giving away nothing.
Her smirk is near snarl. “My people would praise me.”
“Your people are animals you will never see again.” She gives throaty laugh, showing her orc side, before his hand cuts it off at the throat. “You mock me.”
With no air to speak and defiance in her eyes Zaulul’s hands go into his robes. She sifts through layers, finds trousers to undo ties there, and his hand relaxes in puzzlement - it is not that he is unsure what she does, but that he is unsure what he feels.
“Baw!” He releases her with shove, then grabs again to spin and pin her against the wooden pillar of his bedpost. “You will not be in charge!”
It is because she openly enjoys, because she moans even as he tears her garments from her, that he feels the freedom to release his angers upon her. One hand pinning thin wrists above her, the other cracks the peace of the night on her backside.
Thranduil stops when her ass is cherried in his handprints, grips until she hisses, with whispered: “Shall I punish more?”
The woman wriggles back, until she can feel his hardness against her. “Always.”
((Okay, so I used my orc!OC, Zaulul - from the unfinished Gwenni vi Dúath - for this one because the line suited them so well, lol!! Anyway, “Baw!” is “No, do not!” in Sindarin Elvish and, yay, I wrote a Thranduil smut drabble, haha! I really do hope you and others like this, @dreamsofapiratelife, and thank you both for the prompt and always reblogging my stuff, you’re so sweet!! ^_^))
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“It’s so funny…”
Hot AF
I wanna sit where he sits.
“In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking on a chair of carven wood. On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves, for the autumn was come again. In the spring he wore a crown of woodland flowers. In his hand he held a carven staff of oak.”
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#Thranduiljestjesieniara
When Thranduil read in the Hobbit that burgling his halls was “the most boring part of the adventure” for Bilbo, he must have been incensed! His halls are beautiful, filled with food, wine, and merriment! There was so much to steal! How could Bilbo not appreciate it? Rude!
Wintery Thranduil
Here’s a wintery Bard for you
Bard the worried kindergarten lady
Lee Pace being majestic (✿◠‿◠)
Had a bit of a scribble while watching BotFA the other night
Lee Pace modeling Thranduil’s armor and crown.