Library of Moria, submitted by Lindsay. God Legolas is so dreamy.

“Aragorn!” Éomer gasped as Legolas’ hands closed over his swollen
member.

Seriously, I love him. He is so dreamy. Look at his eyes. Legolas, please marry me. Oh God Legolas, why won't you return my calls. Can't you see Legolas, we were meant to be! Please, Legolas, give me a chance. Please! Or else. You can't stop me. Don't you know who I am? Hahaha. You think you are so high and mighty, Legolas, well you are not. Remember my name, Legolas.

– Tom "Moof" Davies

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