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AU!Game Night with the Mirkwood Family & Extended Family (click for full res)

It’s all fun and games …  until someone goes bankrupt!

Let’s see how this little family get together is going …

Thranduil, has taken the role of announcer/shoutcaster since his son is doing so well, and now won’t shut up about how well Legolas is doing #dotingfather #itsonlyagameman

Iestil, is praying for her son’s good fortune to continue bc it’s such a beautiful sight to behold #blessup #shedsasingletear

Legolas,has somehow managed to get both Park Place and Boardwalk properties and has hotels sitting on those properties, is currently rolling in moolah because unfortunate souls keep on landing on his properties #definitionofMonopoly

Elrond, is the unfortunate soul who landed on Boardwalk AND Park Place not once but THREE TIMES and went bankrupt and had to sell his properties to pay up #rip #soulhasleftbody

Tauriel, the banker, also happens to have a Monopoly on the railroads, is currently showering Legolas in dolla dolla bills (courtesy of Elrond)#makeitrain

Galadriel, is in jail because of a Chance card and has yet to roll doubles to get out– it has now been 7 turns#wtfisthisluck

Celeborn, is wondering how in the world did this game turn so one sided/ how he and Galadriel are losing to the rest of their family #hasfinallylosthismarbles #thinksheorhiswifeshouldbewinning

// Draw Your Squad Meme : Mirkwood Fam Version iamnotsorry

Blank meme can be found here

Well, to be fair, I did say I was working on some drawing memes and some  memes are simply too glorious/ left me cackling for hours because of the poses. If Iestil had her family over for game night … I’d probably say this is actually a pretty decent representation of what would happen. All I have to say is I’m SO sorry Elrond HAHAHA LOL this is def some sort of AU because I can’t take anything seriously anymore LOL GOODBYEWORLDIAMJUSTLOLING

 “It is quite intriguing that you bring such an inquiry up, mellon, for it is a memory that I fondly “It is quite intriguing that you bring such an inquiry up, mellon, for it is a memory that I fondly “It is quite intriguing that you bring such an inquiry up, mellon, for it is a memory that I fondly “It is quite intriguing that you bring such an inquiry up, mellon, for it is a memory that I fondly

“It is quite intriguing that you bring such an inquiry up, mellon, for it is a memory that I fondly remember. Yes, there have been several times where I would do my husband’s hair for him, but after a while, Legolas seemed to take an interest in it.

Our Little Leaf would often watch as I would braid his hair and occasionally his father’s; a simple braid entwined with flowers that bloomed during each season, encapsulating the colors and spirit of our forests. There were several occurrences where Legolas would try to braid his father’s hair, I believe he was trying to emulate the way I did his,” Iestil can’t help but laugh as she recalls the memory, “but ultimately he wound up knotting up Thranduil’s hair despite trying his hardest. Although, if I remember correctly, he also haphazardly took the flowers from his own hair and stuck it in his father’s, along with random blossoms that he found within our private gardens.

Afterwards, Thranduil took it proudly in stride and paraded throughout our halls with his hair in such a configuration, flowers protruding out and all. I wish you could have seen the smile upon our son’s face as his eyes lit up at his masterpiece getting shown off by his father,”


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Red. Was the color of his lips upon hers. It was a color of blood, but also the color of passion. Red was the color of his favorite set of robes, scarlet, like the roses that bloomed in their garden with an underlying sheen of silver when worn out in the sunlight. Red was the color that she thought looked best on him. It was a color of power, which he displayed when he ruled upon his throne, but also the color of intimacy which he showed when they would retreat to their chambers once the light of day had turned into night. Red, was the tantalizing heat she felt when they were alone, his kisses running up and down her body, from her lips, trailing down her neck - sending shivers down her spine. Red was the color of rose petals that littered the silk sheets upon their bed and red, was the color of the first hint of the sun peeking from the horizon, signaling the start of the new day to come. 

Silver. Was the color of the armor that adorned his body. Built and designed by their kin, it was something almost too beautiful to be put to use in war. Silver was the color of the rings they had exchanged when they wed, a day of pure bliss and celebration– a day filled with memories that she kept close to her heart. And silver was the her bow that he had given her, made from the branches of a mallorn tree–  but now, it had been painted a brilliant red.

Gold. Like the sun kissed treetops of autumn that reflected off the first rays of sun peeking around the horizon. Gold was the color that reminded her of him. Golden, like the sun and like star-shaped flower of elanor that she loved so dearly; a color of warmth and safety – one that reminded her of his presence and aura.  “You are safe with me,” He had said before, during their courtship. “I will always have your back, that I promise you,”

Blue. Was his fingers interlaced with her own as they strolled through Mirkwood during the winter, bundled up for the cold winter. She would often find herself pressed up against his chest, as he would drape his robes around the both of them. Blue was the color of his eyes that she knew all too well when he stared into her own for many night on end- his the color of ice and hers, the color of mist upon the sea. Blue. That was the color that he told her she reminded him of; gentle as the morning sky, yet mysterious as the ebbing tides of the great oceans. Blue, was the color he said he liked best on her.

Green.Was the color that reminded her of home, of the lush treetops that the woodland elves dwelled in and of the rich forestry color of the lands that she knew and loved. Green, was the newly budded leaves during spring as they emerged from the tips of their branches after a long winter. Green was his scent, earthy yet crisp, it reminded her spring. Green, was the color of serenity and of tranquility. It was the color that reminded her of her son, their treasure and small bundle of joy. Legolas. Green was the steady beat of their hearts beating as one during their precious moments together.

Black. Was the obsidian sky that they would often look up to at night, gazing at the stars that painted the black canvas of the sky. It was the color of the shadows that they had feared that closed in on Mirkwood, the color of darkness and the color of dread. And black was the color slowly seeping into view– of the world slowly fading out of focus. Black was the color of death. And black was the last color she saw.

And then …  there was nothing at all. - Excerpt from Prelude to Spring

// Quick update! Sorry I’ve been MIA! I’ve spent like the past several weeks working on a submission for an art contest so that’s taken most of my time. (BUT I FINALLY FINISHED!!!) I should be able to resume answering stuff probably after Halloween? But I have some wips in the works! (One comic of sorts :D)

I ALSO HAVE A LOT OF FEELS FROM THE EXTENDED EDITION BEHIND THE SCENES Q_______Q so I sob many tears and have many bagginshield feels LOL That and I’m pretty proud of myself because of a lot of the headcanons I had turned out to be canon! :’) Will get around to asks, but I’m also open to hobbit fan art! Once again, apologies for slacking on the rp realm of things—I have a feeling this blog won’t be ready for rps until 2016 as things are still under construction LOL 


Also welcome new followers! :D Sorry I don’t have much updated here yet, but I have things in the works! //

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