erynaran

[erynaran]

Winter in Mirkwood

‘Well, here is Mirkwood! It’s the greatest of the forests of the Northern world.’

#;home

[erynaran]

Sometimes a storm is just a storm.

#;reflection

[erynaran]

When Thranduil noticed she was already sleeping, he shook his head, and an amused smile settled on his lips. He gently pulled the blanket that rested at the end of his bed out from under her feet, and pulled it up over her naked body, hoping to provide some warmth and cover for the morning. With that he walked around to the other side of the bed and lifted the covers, crawling in and turning onto his stomach. He flipped his hair around as he turned to face her, and then closed his eyes to fall into a light sleep.

❝ I am actively looking for ways to get you to shut the fuck up. ❞

A bit disgruntled, Thranduil took a deep breath. Every part of him wanted to snap at her for her harsh words, but it only took a fraction of a second to decide that that was a bad idea.

“Actively?”

#heyooo finally replying lmao #thran is a careful dude #even if it were a one night thing #next morning: sassy chaos

[erynaran]

In his seriousness, Thranduil did not notice the young elf try to suppress a smile. "Much easier to deal with," he started, voice soft, "but so much less imposing. 'I have a dragon!' 'I have forty seven dragons!' It just sounds...sweeter." The king's eyes lit up and it was obvious that he was still considering more than one dragon.

"Where would one...get a dragon, I wonder?"

"If I had 47 dragons, I'd give you one, but only one." //party king to the rescue

drunk sentence starters // @erynaran

                SOMEWHAT TAKEN BY SURPRISE,  she stops, turning slowly as her brow furrows in confusion. “What use could you possibly have for forty-seven dragons, my lord?” 

#damn this phone #i only just saw my typo in the last reply lolol #what sort of job do you have may i ask?

[erynaran]

i’m workin on putting all my new threads into my tracker so i don’t lose any of them but that means waiting on replies just a tad bit longer, i apologize

#;ooc #i forgot to tag all my shit with my track tag #oops @ myself

[erynaran]

Wait I sec. I had heard that Laurelin was married to Gil-Galad? Either she is not married to anyone at all at this point, or is a widow.

“It seems that you know not of which you speak.”

#;ic #ya boi wants to know what is UP #Anonymous

[erynaran]

“If you believe in any god, I suggest praying to them now.” (for @ArawynnGoldwing, if you're willing to rp with me?)

@arawynngoldwing

He furrowed his brow, a defiant glare settling across his face. “Who do you think you are to speak to me that way?” Thranduil hissed, teeth clenched together. “What power have you here?”

#arawynngoldwing #;track #{ main } #i think lol #heck yeah i'm willing to rp! my replies will get longer once i figure out what is actually going on i assure you #Anonymous

[erynaran]

Thranduil closed his eyes when she kissed him, opening them slowly after she pulled back. He had enjoyed the feeling of her rubbing her hips back against his, but it was fleeting as she turned around in his arms.

"Show you, hm?" he mused, a smile dancing delicately over his lips. He leaned down and pushed her hair to the side in order to kiss her neck, and stole another glance into the mirror. Thranduil pressed one chaste kiss to her throat and then swiftly lifted her up onto his hips, ruffling with her dress to expose as much of her body as possible. Holding her up with one arm wrapped around her back, his other hand knotted itself up in her hair and pulled her into a deep, wet kiss.

@feanors-daughter

“I’m sure you’ll get to have some fun tonight, Lau,” the blond elf laughed. “But I want to have some fun too.”

Thranduil walked up behind her, where she was standing in front of a full length mirror and trying on a new dress. He thought it looked beautiful, but he let his mind wander as his eyes followed her curves, and he allowed his hands to follow suit. Running one palm down her thigh, he hiked up the skirt of her dress and pressed her hips back against his, all the while watching them in the mirror. He was clad only in silver pants and boots, and he did not appreciate that she was fully dressed. His other hand tugged the shoulder of her dress down and cupped her exposed breast gently.

“You are incredible like this.”

#nsfw #mah boi wants to worship her body he does

[erynaran]

Thranduil paused, mouth open as if he was about to speak. After a moment, he closed his lips and pulled his brows together in confusion. "A danger to my kingdom?" he asked. "Well perhaps you might be right. Instead, I shall give away my 46 dragons, and take the one I gave you for myself." With that he nodded, all too serious, before taking another si ppl of his wine.

"If I had 47 dragons, I'd give you one, but only one." //party king to the rescue

drunk sentence starters // @erynaran

                SOMEWHAT TAKEN BY SURPRISE,  she stops, turning slowly as her brow furrows in confusion. “What use could you possibly have for forty-seven dragons, my lord?” 

#i miss writing w you but sorry ive been blah at replying #i gotta get me a new job so i have energy during the week

[erynaran]

How well do I portray my muse? On anon or not, give me your thoughts!

#;meme #PLEASE #i need help on how to make him better #anyone pls

[erynaran]

Every (¬‿¬) I get my muse will remove a piece of clothing.

#;meme #oh please #i promise im not ignoring replies this is just a very busy week

[erynaran]

Reblog if your muse kinda sorta needs a hug

[erynaran]

guys, sometimes you just need a good old crack thread in your life.

#;ooc #party king in the house

[erynaran]

"Tauriel, you may be onto something," he nodded, after a moment of ponderous thought. A bright smile lit up his face, and he pressed his finger to his lips. "I started this night with tequila, but as long as I'm only seen drinking wine I'm okay! I think I deserve 47 dragons, wouldn't you say?"

"If I had 47 dragons, I'd give you one, but only one." //party king to the rescue

drunk sentence starters // @erynaran

                SOMEWHAT TAKEN BY SURPRISE,  she stops, turning slowly as her brow furrows in confusion. “What use could you possibly have for forty-seven dragons, my lord?” 

#ya caught him at a bad time it seems lolol

[erynaran]

He opened his eyes when he felt Laurelin shift, and he sat up. "Perhaps that is your issue," he murmured, lifting himself off the bed. He bent over to pick up their clothes, folding them neatly enough to set them aside. Without a word, he strode across the room and into his private bathroom, shutting the door.

He looked at himself in the mirror for a moment before grabbing a glass from his cabinet and filling it with water. With one more glamce in the mirror, he left the bathroom, and set the glass of water on the bedstand. "Would you like a tunic to sleep in?" he offered, though he figured she didn't care.

❝ I am actively looking for ways to get you to shut the fuck up. ❞

A bit disgruntled, Thranduil took a deep breath. Every part of him wanted to snap at her for her harsh words, but it only took a fraction of a second to decide that that was a bad idea.

“Actively?”

#nsfw #oh boy #hes like #'id be into you fr real if you were like 5% less pessimistic' #lol

[erynaran]

Reblog if it is totally, 100% fine to send anonymous comments to your muse pertaining to the events in your RP

Example, if your muse kisses another muse, it is totally fine for you to get on anon and congratulate my muse, or to say that the other muse isn’t right for them. I will answer ic.

#PLEASE #how cool would that be #i wanna get ic comments abt my rps

[erynaran]

He leaned forward in his seat, holding both arms out to his side. “What couldn’t I do with 47 dragons?” With wine glass in hand, he smirked and leaned back again, taking another sip. “I would simply have a lot of dragons.”

"If I had 47 dragons, I'd give you one, but only one." //party king to the rescue

drunk sentence starters // @erynaran

                SOMEWHAT TAKEN BY SURPRISE,  she stops, turning slowly as her brow furrows in confusion. “What use could you possibly have for forty-seven dragons, my lord?” 

#{ main } #alowlysilvanelf #thran gets a little bit like captain jack sparrow when hes had enough to drink #also sorry i dont have icons :c #i lost all 800 with my old computer yikes #;track