Title: The Boy Legolas
Author: NoComment
Rating: R
Comments: Your job.
When Legolas Greenleaf, prince of Mirkwood, was very small, he played with arrows, rode horses that were too big for him, and skinned his knees a lot, like all good princes. Even so young, he had an extraordinarily strong bond with the forest, and his father, Thranduil, was very proud of him.
There was, however, a bit of a problem.
Legolas grew, and became a teenager. A teenage elf.
...this is undignified.
A horny teenage elf.
Elven maidens tend to be maidenly, shy, beautiful, and virginal.
By the time Legolas was the rough equivalent of sixteen, a lot less of them were virginal.
~*~
_Anyway..._ It was a dark and stormy afternoon. Strong winds shook the branches of the elm he sat in, and rain pelted his uncaring back. His uncaring, _bare_ back. Also, his uncaring, _bare_ butt. The elven maiden that was in the tree with him was mostly sheltered from the rain. And of course, because elves don't mind tree bark, neither of them had thought to bring along a blanket or anything. Which made it really hard to convince his friend Tewar that he wasn't making out with Tewar's sister in a tree.
~*~
This story begins as Legolas is dumped on his horse after being stuffed back into his (muddy, they fell out of the tree) breeches, and told to come back when he is something more than a "... worthless, uneducated, immoral _child!_"
People were a bit annoyed.
However, Tewar's father, Deurmeade, was in a worse mood than that. This explained why the young prince literally had his breeches, the horse he rode on, and nothing else, not even a saddle or a bow. Thranduil did not disown his son. The trees wouldn't let him. If an elf doesn't listen to the trees, he isn't much of an elf.
~*~
There was a westerly road. It led to the grasslands of Rohan, where Rangers sometimes rode. A confused, muddy, and sexually unsatisfied teenage elf wanted to go join the local equivalent of the foreign legion.
Look at it this way. At least he didn't end up with the hobbits.
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I want to show how Legolas first meets Aragorn, and what they think of each other when it happens, and this is an interesting way to get it done.
Author: NoComment
Rating: R
Comments: Your job.
When Legolas Greenleaf, prince of Mirkwood, was very small, he played with arrows, rode horses that were too big for him, and skinned his knees a lot, like all good princes. Even so young, he had an extraordinarily strong bond with the forest, and his father, Thranduil, was very proud of him.
There was, however, a bit of a problem.
Legolas grew, and became a teenager. A teenage elf.
...this is undignified.
A horny teenage elf.
Elven maidens tend to be maidenly, shy, beautiful, and virginal.
By the time Legolas was the rough equivalent of sixteen, a lot less of them were virginal.
~*~
_Anyway..._ It was a dark and stormy afternoon. Strong winds shook the branches of the elm he sat in, and rain pelted his uncaring back. His uncaring, _bare_ back. Also, his uncaring, _bare_ butt. The elven maiden that was in the tree with him was mostly sheltered from the rain. And of course, because elves don't mind tree bark, neither of them had thought to bring along a blanket or anything. Which made it really hard to convince his friend Tewar that he wasn't making out with Tewar's sister in a tree.
~*~
This story begins as Legolas is dumped on his horse after being stuffed back into his (muddy, they fell out of the tree) breeches, and told to come back when he is something more than a "... worthless, uneducated, immoral _child!_"
People were a bit annoyed.
However, Tewar's father, Deurmeade, was in a worse mood than that. This explained why the young prince literally had his breeches, the horse he rode on, and nothing else, not even a saddle or a bow. Thranduil did not disown his son. The trees wouldn't let him. If an elf doesn't listen to the trees, he isn't much of an elf.
~*~
There was a westerly road. It led to the grasslands of Rohan, where Rangers sometimes rode. A confused, muddy, and sexually unsatisfied teenage elf wanted to go join the local equivalent of the foreign legion.
Look at it this way. At least he didn't end up with the hobbits.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I want to show how Legolas first meets Aragorn, and what they think of each other when it happens, and this is an interesting way to get it done.