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Getting back into trying to draw every day..here’s a Legolas !
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L/G ficlet: spring/morning after
I was missing Them, so I asked @deheerkonijn for a prompt, and she gave me first day of spring + morning after. Here you are: nothing but fluff here!
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Birdsong eased Legolas from sleep to wakefulness: weaving into his dreams like the voice of a guide from one state to the other, leading him gently along a wooded path and out towards the eaves of the forest. He could see the sun growing brighter and brighter in the distance, glowing gentle welcome, and he took the last step out from beneath the canopy of trees –
And into his bed. His vision cleared to the sight of a sunbeam slanting its way through the window of his little home, illuminating motes of dust in the air and catching in green-gold reflection off the vines growing along the ceiling. The birds were still singing, their chorus changing softly into one of welcome, of warmth, of light.
Welcome, rather, to the warmth and light.
Spring had come to Ithilien at last.
A smile bloomed in Legolas’s chest, expanding in his throat and in his cheeks until his face ached with the motion. It had grown distant and dull over the last month of winter, the trees bare of leaves and sluggish in song; the elves themselves leaner and more haunted in memory learned over so many years that it would take longer than this to undo them. Winter in Ithilien was milder than in Lasgalen, the woods less haunted by danger and fell things despite its proximity to Mordor, but still the memory of it lived in their bodies: the instinct to huddle together, to hide, to jump at shadows and draw their defenses tight around themselves.
And Legolas’s heart too had felt slow and cold, loneliness creeping over him despite the warmth and care of his companions, aching with an absence that reached beyond the deprivation of the season.
But now –
He stretched his arms overhead and inhaled, long and full, the first deep breaths of spring.
And beside him in the bed, his companion stirred.
Gimli had tucked himself against Legolas’s side, cold still despite the warming of the season, as he always did on his first night of arrival in Ithilien as he adjusted to the light, airy wood of their home here rather than the snug embrace of their chambers in the stone of Aglarond. His hair tickled Legolas’s neck as he moved, and Legolas looked down at where it seemed to have bunched up overnight, fluffing out like the tail of a squirrel – and squirrel-red in the beautiful golden glow of the sun.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Legolas whispered, and the frizzy wisps of hair stirred with his words.
“Mmmrph,” replied Gimli, and burrowed his face tighter into Legolas’s neck like an affectionate cat. “Not yet.”
The affection swelled up in Legolas’s chest until he felt he would burst with the sensation, exploding into his own radiant sunbeam and raying out across the room. He buried his face in Gimli’s hair, instead, tucking a kiss against the back of his head. “But it is spring, my love. Do you not wish to see it?”
“I know,” mumbled Gimli against Legolas’s skin. “I was treated to many songs about it last night.”
Legolas could not restrain a laugh, a breathy thing that skipped from his lips lighter than a bird on the wing. “And perhaps a bit too much wine?” he teased. Gimli had been in fine spirits for the feast last night as they welcomed the oncoming spring – relieved of his own lordly duties and more than willing to settle into the more joyful role of consort for the coming month.
He grumbled something unintelligible against Legolas’s shoulder.
Legolas smiled again. This was the true joy of the oncoming spring – the spring in his heart, the joyful bloom of companionship and welcome and love born of the presence of his husband beside him, tucked so close to him in bed that Legolas could not work out where he ended and Gimli began. The joy of coming together after their separation, the knowledge that the season ahead was open before them, full of sunlight and birdsong and possibility and the scent of green things on the air.
The passing seasons had cause to remind him, sometimes, of the brevity of their time: of the fleeting nature of mortal life, of the deep grief that awaited him in years to come. But they were brighter, too, because of Gimli beside him: something new to discover each season, a new joy of homecoming and reunion and potential blooming between them each morning, each spring, each time waking in a shared bed.
He pressed another kiss against Gimli’s hair, and he felt his heart lift with the song of the birds, carried as if on wings into the day before them.
#lotr#Gigolas#aaaaahhh I didn’t realize you’d put it up 💕💕💕#it’s always Gigolas hours here gang#they’re so they#it feels like slipping into comfy clothes at the end of the day#I want them to have a million mornings like this
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I think Dungeon Meshi would be a historical dramedy in Middle Earth and that Legolas would watch it for the plot
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How The Elf-King Stole Khuzmus!
The long-awaited adaptation brought to you by the bourbon-addled peabrains of @pointlesslypoetic and @deheerkonijn. Click the link above to read on Ao3!
"Who is this even for? Nobody is in LOTR anymore." - The New York Times
"It was fine, I guess." - Twinkfuck69, X Premium user
"Gandalf doesn't have red robes." - My roommate from college who beta read this for us
#lotr#lord of the rings#thranduil#how the grinch stole christmas#the answer is its for us#you can enjoy it or not lmfao we had fun
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I've spent this month working on a Thranduil parody of the Grinch with @pointlesslypoetic, but took a break last night to enjoy a cookie or two. 🎄
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My prediction for Good Omens Season 2: Lost in New York City
My gf @chachipistachie and I always watch these two back to back and this year we saw (inferred) some familiar faces :)
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They fight over who gets to be in the Snoopy house even though it is a bed for dogs and they could easily both fit.
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shhh he's manifesting
(find out what he's daydreaming about on my twt/bsky 🤭)
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magic potion of antiachoo ✨
#artists on tumblr#sometimes i feel like painting#you gotta stir it with the kitty cat spoon or the magic isnt as strong
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Some recent Modverse from Twitter (and also my cats). :) I think my early New Year's resolution is to figure out how the fuck to draw Aragorn.
#mod gigos#lotr#lord of the rings#i typoed that as lordt of the rings haha#legolas#gimli son of gloin#aragorn elessar#arwen undomiel#bilbo baggins#uhhhh idk what else#i hate all of these in some capacity haha#my gallery of shameful cringe#i used to be funny and now im old
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Legolas and Gimli in the Mirkwood jacuzzi. Full 🔞vers on my twitter and bsky. :)
#lotr#lord of the rings#legolas#gimli#gigolas#a soup made of boy#i'm devastated to tell you that the first reference for colors that came to mind was that one scene in A Goofy Movie#do with that info what you will
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What is your twitter account name? I NEED TO FOLLOW YOU!!!
Hiya! 😁 You can find me on both Twitter and Bluesky under the same name, Deheerkonijn!
As a warning/reminder, I post fully NSFW content on both of those accounts, and I don’t tag, so if you’re not into that I will ask that you enter at your own risk.
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I can’t get over your 🦒 gimleaf post/art 🤣🤣🤣🤣👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻 We are truly losing here on my beloved hellsite that they hid/pulled it 😭😭
Y’leggy creature 🤣🤣🤣 Obsessed.
🥺 Thank You!!! I feel targeted lmfao.
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You guys aren’t ready for our Feivel Goes West AU.
🐭🤠
#trigun#trigun maximum#vash the stampede#meryl stryfe#milly thompson#Wolfwood is miss kitty and that’s non-negotiable
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Halloween post 🎃
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A Thousand Times
Summary:
A cobbled-together series of snippets from an unrealized story in which Legolas and Gimli struggle through adversity, plan to go on a quest, and get married many, many times. (Most of it is just that last part.) Unfinished work, posted for Good Intentions WIPFest 2023.
I held onto this story for so long even though I think I'd kind of given up on it about two months in - but there's some writing here I desperately wanted to share, so finally, for @goodintentionswipfest this year, I am letting it into the world. It is sketchy and full of outliney bits, but it also contains some writing I'm very proud of. If you take a chance on it, I hope there are bits you'll enjoy, at least!
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