#thranduil headcanons

[sotwk]

Thranduil's anger was actually beautifully raw in this scene where he is confronted by Tauriel, who was behaving like the child she was (compared to her king). My dear girl, who exactly do you think you are drawing an arrow on your king in front of his own people, and then hurling such an insult as "There is no love in you"?!

Thranduil fans who have theorized endlessly on the facts surrounding Legolas's mother know better. There is tremendous love in the Elvenking's heart, which is why it was then filled with equally tremendous pain when the object of that love was taken from him.

Is Tauriel arguing that there is no love left in him ever since his wife died? Did she not see his face as he surveyed the dead bodies of the Mirkwood elves he led into battle?

Let's review:

It would seem that this was a king who valued the lives of his subjects as though they were all his children, and a good father will not stand for anyone threatening his family. One could fairly argue it was already generous of him to sacrifice as much as he did at that point. Unlike the High Kings of the First Age who lost their entire kingdoms in wars, Thranduil had control over his pride and refused to needlessly give his people up to slaughter. Is that not a form of love? I am not arguing that he made the correct moral choice to refuse further aid, but to say that his refusal to send more elves to fight was because he had "no love" is preposterous and insulting.

And finally, just to stick the nail in the coffin of Tauriel's self-righteous, ignorant accusations, what did Thranduil look like when he said goodbye to his son after letting him walk away from their home?

I do believe that is the face of a father who just gave up his last shred of happiness just so that his son could go seek his own happiness.

Love. Not even the coldest of fronts that he puts up and harsh words he hides behind could deny the obvious proof in his actions.

In conclusion: Tauriel, despite being captain of the guard, raised in Mirkwood, and supposedly a beloved friend of Legolas, knew nothing about her King. The shame is on her alone.

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[bowieandqueen11]

Fluffy Thranduil Headcanons

Request: If you wouldn't mind, could you write some fluffy headcanons for daddy Thranduil?? I can't really find much for him... I just wanna be enveloped by him while we lay on the bed and I play with his hair and his rings-

The daddy sent me please nonnie I- also I was having this debate with my friend but please back me up Elrond is also a daddy right???

Warning: NSFW! I’m sorry I don’t know how this ended up so much spicier than I was expecting lmao

Also I wrote this while I was ill so sorry if it’s terrible whoop whoop

(I do not own LOTR or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @claireywestside.)

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Mr. Lee Pace Sir I don’t think you quite understand just what you did to all of us in the Hobbit series: seeing you in the cinema for the first time as Thranduil was an EXPERIENCE I will never forget as long as I live like damn.

He’s a needy boi. Needy needy boi!! I know Thranduil spends so much of his time trying to look properly regal and stern and collected, but my goodness to high heavens do his fingers itch to touch you constantly. Every time he’s sitting on that throne, steadfast as a steering star, his brow furrowed with the intensity with which he waits for you to come home; he’s desperate with need for you to come bursting through those doors and away from the gloom of the dogged tempest that awaits along the scarlet edges of the Mirkwood forest. That impatient frown of his just grows even tighter, until even Legolas knows to steer clear of his father for the time being. The incessant foot tapping, the finger drumming along the woven leaves of the arm rest are only interrupted by his boots thundering across the hall like an autumn thunderstorm. As soon as he spots your weary head cross the threshold of the looped stone bridge he’s on top of you, collapsing over your body in a burdened relief until he’s eclipsed your vision and encompassed you within the warm confines of his cloak.

Let’s just say, when that chamber door slams everyone in the halls of the Elvenking knows not to dare disturb the two of you until at least the morn, or perhaps until the next breath of star shine blazes across the crisp canvas of the night. 

At first he seems almost... angry? No, not quite. Perhaps disgruntled? Agitated? He lingers around the edges of the bed, just an arms length away from where you’re lying, and stalks over to fling open the balcony doors and let the staunch moonlight flood in. He’s so fast though. He seems to disappear from sight - you can only tell he’s still in the room by the sound of him placing his crown down one of of the silver gilded chest by the sill. He actually almost takes your breath away: one moment he’s gliding past your vision, the next he’s hunched up over the edge of the bed with a wild, desperate, needy smirk on his cracking collected face. As if he’s been dreaming of doing this all day: of slowly coasting up the bed towards you, fists clenching into the sheet and pulling it away from your body as he hovers over your midriff. 

When he gets to the point where he’s able to hit the bottom of your chin with the top of his head, he grunts as he dips down to elicit chills down the dip of your throat. His hand grabs the back of your thigh, lifting it up to half-wrap around the side of his waist until you can feel it digging into the flesh of his hip. His trail of kisses are impassioned fury; a trail of roaring desire is left as he marks his way up from your jugular to the corner of your jaw, a wet trail of scorching kisses and tongued apologies against your nerves setting your whole body alight. 

He seems amused, interested, curious as you reach up and manage to fist your hands into his hair. Once you catch your breath, and he decides to be merciful and alleviate the thundering within your heart by panting heavily against your cheek, you manage to start twirling the strands of his long hair like silken grain, flowing through your fingertips like a spring bounty. He closes his eyes and purrs as he nestles his head into your palm like a content cat. His silken robes rub up against your calves, the embroidered leaves that fall and flourish along its trim itching your fingers as you reach up to carefully unbutton them. 

Before you can even finish, though, Thranduil’s own deprivation and wild want takes over. If you even try to squirm or move away from him... oh boi. That hand that rests firmly against your thigh begins to crawl up further and squeeze, until you’re arching your back against him in breathless wonder. With a cluck of his tongue, and a press of his midriff down against your own, he holds you tightly in place against him. 

When you reach up to grab his hand, making him fall onto his elbow next to you, he growls and pretends to bite your fingers as you reach for his own. But oh, the shimmering glow of the stars as they peek out from behind the solitude of the heavens makes his heart almost burst when you finally manage to latch onto them. While you’re busy fiddling with his rings, warping them around the slender fingers that keep curling and capturing over your own, he’s busy trying to hold them up palm to palm in the miniscule gap between both your breasts. For a while, as he allows the storm within him to settle into a tempered rain, he observes you with widened eyes, as if the whole of middle earth was settled in the space between your skin. ‘Vanimelda’, he whispers out on the sharp edge of his breath as he finally gazes down to meet your eye, and you finally understand. All the devotion within him, all that passion, and need, and impatience, and worry, and awe: he looks at you as if you’re not even real - just a translucent, iridescent mirage braided out of moonlight and celestial dreams. To him, you were divine. You were ethereal. You were more than he deserved. 

And then he leans down to kiss you, and despite the fluttering of his heart he still instinctively is dominating in the way his pointer finger curls up under your chin and tilts you up to meet his lips. It’s overwhelming, yet stunningly sweet at the same time: his lips seem to swallow your own as he lingers over you, pressing timidly between your own until you feel he may overcome you. His fingers reach up to gently rest against your cheek, comforting you as his legs come to rest against your inner thighs and hold himself up. And it’s bliss, plain and simple - the two of you pressed together, all warm and cosy against the blanketing furls of his shirt as he chases your lips every time you pull away. The strong warmth of his chest grounds you to this earth, and the feel of your whines against his teeth every time he drags his own over your tender bottom lip is enough to make him feel as if he’s forsaken the ground and is floating among the heavens like eternal starlight. 

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[growingingreenwood]

Also, one ask based on your last answered one:

How big was Thranduil's friend group back in Doriath? Like we know he was friend's with Luthien and obviously Ferdan, as I think Beleg was mentioned as hanging around them once or twice, but was there anyone else?

And did any of them survive til the end of the fourth age, or they died in some war/life drifted them apart as time went on?

I think that the group of people that Thranduil was FRIENDLY with was quite large when he was still living in Doriath. Much larger than anyone who met him in the third or second age could easily believe. I think that he was on good terms and friendly terms with most of the “”younger”” elves living in Menegroth that he came into regular contact with. Generally speaking, Thranduil was easier to get along with back then, as long as you weren’t trying to tell him what to do you were probably fine. His good naturedness and kindness was a lot more open to the world back then, rather than something that he kept guarded away and sometimes all but denied its existence. He just wanted to have fun and explore with those who also wanted those things. 

He wasn’t just there for the vibes, Thranduil WAS the vibes. And others wanted to enjoy those vibes, but he didn’t really strongly care if they were there or not. He was doing his thing either way, probably with his partner in crime. 

However, there were still very, very few elves that Thranduil considered to be real, actual, genuine friends of his that he would trust with anything important or private. I think he probably always had around 2 or 3 friends, likely fellow warriors, but always had a best friend that he spent most of his time with. First Luthian and then Ferdan after she passed away. 

I think that Beleg was somewhere in between being real friends with him and being friendly with him for the simple reason that he was Thingol’s Chief Marchwarden and was therefore obligated to report certain shenanigans. So while Thranduil enjoyed his company greatly, he could not be trusted with The Shenanigans under any circumstances. 

Other than Ferdan and Celeborn (does he count as a friend if they’re related?) In my little universe, Thranduil only has one other friend from Doriath that made it through everything to the fourth age without dying or losing touch. His name is Maedir, he and Thranduil went through their training together and became friends and remained as such. He’s Ferdan’s right hand man when it comes to training new recruits for Greenwood. 

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[queeniesrose]

I am very much a whore for Thranduil, so here are some NSFW headcanons for him.

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Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one!

NSFW Thranduil: Kinks

For the King himself, he is a bit of an exhibitionist. The thrill of being caught is exciting for him.

Some causal sex while in the throne room where anyone could walk in on you? Hell yeah.

Having his s/o sit on his dick, keeping it warm in the throne room as he goes about some of his duties turns him on.

Teasing him while he’s trying to work will lead to some punishments, although you’d probably think of them more as funishments.

For one funishment, he’d likely have your wrists tied to the bed frame and quickly have you a moaning mess and begging him to let you come/have him fuck you good.

He’d have you using a honorific. And he would use one for you.

He would not hesitate to fuck you when you are bent over his throne.

He is not one to forgo foreplay or aftercare. Your health, consent, and happiness are a priority.

The moment you safeword in an uncomfy situation, he is completely at your beck and call. He will ask what needs to happen for you to be comfortable with the situation in order for it to continue.

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[lady-of-imladris]

Thranduil/Thranduil's Wife Fluffy Headcanons

For @wareagleofthemountain <3 I hope you like these! (I did not proofread for typos. Sorry!)

When they spend the little free time they have together, Thranduil and his wife like to sit and relax together, often just cuddling. The queen sometimes reads to Thranduil and when she does, he runs his fingers through her hair and braids it. If they sit outside in the forest or in their gardens, he will braid flowers into her hair or make her a flower crown.

Sometimes his wife will interrupt Thranduil’s meetings, no matter how important just because she wants to kiss him. He always happily sends his advisors or whoever he is speaking with on a “quick five minute break”.

Thranduil recites poetry to his wife, especially in the early years of their courtship. He received that advice from someone (probably Elrond) and he just assumed that it is the most romantic thing he could do. His wife almost laughed out loud several times because he is doing it very awkwardly. As soon as he realized that it made her laugh, he started doing it on purpose.

When they have a little extra time in the morning, Thranduil likes to bring his wife breakfast to bed. She can always tell if he made something himself or if he had the cooks make it. If Thranduil tries to cook or bake something, it will be burnt.

Every single evening before they go to bed, Thranduil’s wife has him lay her head in her lap and she will apply the healing ointment for his scars. He is set on the assumption that it is more effective if she does it.

They like to get ready together every morning, but especially for any fancy parties or feasts they are throwing. Every single elf adores their king and queen and they love parties and they will dance the whole night, just holding each other close.

Thranduil and his wife cuddle a lot. Neither of them is able to sleep alone anymore, they just need to be together. Even a millimeter of space between them is too much.

Bonus headcanon: Baby Legolas loves napping on Thranduil’s chest. The king had never taken a nap in his entire life and he tried to use that time productively, but he ultimately failed and accepted his fate. When Legolas naps while cuddling with his Ada, Thranduil will nap too!

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[lathalea]

lmao sorry, i didn't mean it as a request (thranduil ask) just wanted your opinion on it

Hi Nonnie and thanks for being patient with me! Real life got in the way but I finally have a few moments to reply to your ask in a proper way.

I'll go with a mix of book and movie canons on this one, I hope you're okay with this.

When you're saying "a mortal" I'm not sure whether you mean a person of Men, a Dwarf or a Hobbit - but I think that Thranduil would react the same way no matter who they were as long as they weren't an Elf.

For Thranduil, the most important factor is that Legolas loves someone who is not an Elf and that means:

The person whom Legolas loves is going to perish in a blink of an eye. Thranduil looks at mortals exactly like we look at mayflies who live just one day while we keep on living for many years. This kind of love means endless pain and feeling of loss after the loved person is gone. Thranduil knows how it feels because his wife died all too soon and doesn't want his son to suffer the same way.

Thranduil is a king and kings need a strong line of succession. Regardless of what happens in the Third and Fourth Ages according to the books, I think he would like Legolas to have at least one child, both as an heir and as someone to cherish - he wants him to be a happy father too. Thranduil wouldn't be happy to know Legolas may have mortal children and see them die far too soon or that he may have no children whatsoever - for example if Legolas's love interest is a Dwarf of any gender (even if it's a female Dwarf, Dwarves were made by Aule and therefore they are most probably biologically incompatible with Elves). Such children would die many years before their time to rule would come (unless we'd go the Elrond way) and/or wouldn't be accepted as rulers of Thranduil's realm. And that brings me to the third reason.

Non-Elves? No, thank you. If Legolas loved and married an average mortal (extra minus points if it's someone from the modern age, clueless about the ways of the world in ME), this person would not be accepted as the prince's spouse in the isolationist, conservative Woodland Realm. They would probably be tolerated, but not seen as royalty not only by Thranduil but also by his subjects and attempting to change their point of view would take a lot of effort. Let's remember that movie!Thranduil had a problem when Legolas showed interest in a Silvan Elf - the king perceived Tauriel as someone beneath the Sindar Elves.

That's how I see it. Of course the beauty of headcanons is that we can have plenty of them and approach them in many different ways. So who knows, maybe in another AU Thranduil would act in a totally different way? What are your thoughts about it?

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[tinfairies]

Hey so we talked before about hair braiding being intimate to elves. Can we have headcanons of reader just coming up behind them and starts braiding it casually and Legolas and Thranduil reacting to it? I feel they’d be like “wow she’s so forward (〃￣ω￣〃ゞ” 🤣

Thranduil

Of course he knows that this human isn't aware of elvish culture and the significance of braiding.

That doesn't stop him from being a bit surprised, then smug about it.

He would use it as a way to subtly claim his human. Making sure the other elves see them braiding his hair.

He might tell them about what braiding means for elves, but that won't be until he has them firmly in his grasp.

Legolas

Despite what his culture says about braiding, he loves having his hair played with.

He thinks it's cute that this human doesn't know, but is also glad for it. Legolas loves physical affection and he doesn't get much of it from his kind.

Will definitely show the braids off to other elves, boasting about his human's skill.

They will probably find out about what braids mean, but until then Legolas plans to soak up as much attention as he can.

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[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

How the elves prefer to kiss a short parter

(Elves are said to never really be under 6’4 and I’m thinking partners under 5’4)

Standing on a table

They find it hilarious and makes it easy to kiss you or pick you up if they want to continue the kiss elsewhere. They think it’s even funnier if you still have to go on your tippy toes.

Glorfindel and Lindir

Picking you up

Loves feeling you this close and making you feel safe. They won’t lie, they love that it means they can grab at your thighs and ass.

Haldir and Thranduil

Crouching down/On their knees

They like meeting you down to your level. If they’re on their knees it makes you both laugh but they love it because it makes them feel like they’re worshipping their sweet little love.

Legolas and Meludir

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[spinningalbinoturtle]

Thanksgiving headcanons for the Lotr crew

Its hosted in Rivendell but Elrond lets people extend the invite to others so everyone comes

Sam is in the kitchens from 6am cooking a million things-he also brought several side dishes premade

Frodo is all over the decorations and setting the table but he also made some cookies

Arwen is also very particular about this particularly the table

She has made a seating chart which she hopes will minimize squabbling

She has also set some ground rules like no dissing on your child’s interracial marriage (for Elrond and Thranduil)

Bilbo helps Sam cook in the morning but then he starts drinking around midday and doesn’t stop til he is dragged to bed by Frodo and Erestor

While Elrond is hosting he doesn’t do much just sits around and judges

He and Thranduil will be breaking Arwen’s rules

Thranduil and Gloin out drink Bilbo. They are having a silent drinking contest which has not been spoken of. Each one just decided to out drink the other

Thranduil wins cause he drinks like three bottles of a wine a day

Gimli and Legolas are just trying to avoid their parents

Thankfully Arwen sat them at the opposite end of the table

Unfortunately near Elrond who asks several awkward questions about how elf/dwarf sex works (he’s curious from a medical standpoint)

Bilbo drunkenly tells them how he had a dwarf boyfriend once so he totally understands what they’re going through at which point Frodo cuts off his wine supply

Frodo is actually trying to slow down Bilbo’s drinking all evening but with little success

Elladan and Elrohir have bonded with Merry and Pippin who introduced them to pipeweed. The four of them are stoned out of their minds and consequently eat more than everyone else. Arwen doesn’t understand what’s wrong with her brothers.

Aragorn is in charge of the turkey. Its excellent

He is mostly trying to hide from Elrond the whole time

Boromir tries to assist him with helpful turkey roasting tidbits but Aragorn would rather just do it himself

Eventually he assigns Boromir to the stuffing- its actually not bad

Erestor keeps Elrond occupied, they hang out and play chess in the middle of all the chaos

Glorfindel is the guy who is just ready for the holiday season to start

He keeps pestering Maglor to play Yule carols but Elrond’s rule is not until after dinner

Gandalf sits around and smokes and occasionally yells at Pippin. He takes turns hanging out with Bilbo and getting him drunker, hanging out with Elrond and Galadriel

Galadriel intimidates everyone no one knows where she was before or after dinner

Celeborn brought lembas rolls and cranberry sauce

Faramir makes a mean pumpkin pie

He’s just happy to be included. He fangirls over all the elves who indulge him mostly

Eowyn is enjoying watching the antics. She can’t cook for shit so she doesn’t bother to help with that but she does help clean up

So do Merry and Pippin but only because Gandalf forced them

Eomer brings “traditional Rohirric appetizers” and its smoked horse meat. Pippin and Sam are horrified to learn this.

Everyone has their favorite: Sam’s is obvs PO-TAY-TOES. Frodo likes cranberry sauce. Merry inhales stuffing. Pippin loves rolls.

Drunkest in order of most to least would be: Thranduil, Gloin, Bilbo, Gimli, Merry, Pippin, Legolas, Aragorn (but you can’t tell), Eomer, Eowyn, Glorfindel, Sam (he would’ve drunk more but he was busy cooking), Elladan, Elrohir (they’re so high they don’t drink much) Arwen (not a big drinker), Frodo(alcohol fucks with his anxiety so he just has one glass of wine) Faramir (who’s a teatotler cause he thinks if he did drink he’d become an alcoholic).

Lots of songs are sung before people start to retire for bed

Legolas and Gimli have sex really loudly between their fathers’ rooms to annoy them

Galadriel shows up around midnight and helps finish cleaning up

The clean up crew includes Eowyn, Merry, Faramir, Pippin, Gandalf, and Legolas and Gimli. They have a great time.

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[everchased]

HELLO I LOVE YOUR HALF ORC TAV, I havent seen many fellow half-orc tavs!! Tusk gang high five!!

Very important question: how do you think Aatarion and a Half-Orc Tav would kiss? 🤔 it be a very teethy situation with so many fangs and tusks

ahaha thank you!! <3

to me, they have a fine time with it as long as their mouths stay closed. astarion's fangs probably aren't any more in the way for a half-orc than they are for other races. they're not too big, and he's practiced.

i think deeper open-mouth kissing is the real danger because that's when the risk of catching lips and knocking teeth really happens and boy those tusks sure are. just in the way.

imo a little bit of teeth bumping if they forget themselves is cute, it's untapped potential to get teased by the vampire for being too eager. but i also think it's possible to avoid IF they pay attention. :)c

here i have an example of a successful smooch excuse the blood

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[sotwk]

According to the lay known as “The Fall of Gil-Galad”, upon this elven-king’s death, he was “the last whose realm was fair and free, between the Mountains and the Sea”.

…say what now? Excuse me, dear Middle-earth minstrels, but you seem to have forgotten about THIS GUY:

King Thranduil Oropherion is the Sindarin counterpart of the “High King of the Noldor”, and therefore comparable to the renowned High King Gil-Galad, but is sadly not given the same amount of recognition in stories and songs.

Allow me the honor of “singing” the ways Thranduil is very similar to Gil-Galad:

(1) Both were born in the First Age, and as young elves witnessed the destruction of the cities they lived in: Thranduil in Doriath and Gil-Galad in the Havens of the Falas. They were exposed to war and bloodshed at an early age and experienced living as refugees.

(2) Both survived and possibly participated in the War of Wrath. (You know, that really terrible, bloody, decades-long war that literally broke the world--that war.) According to certain interpretations of the film “The Hobbit: Desolation of Smaug”, Thranduil likely did fight in the War of Wrath, where he “faced the great serpents of the north”. Elven warriors of the First Age were incredibly fierce warriors out of necessity, and if Thranduil survived those great battles when he was about 150 years old, that makes him extra badass. 

(3) Both inherited their kingships from their forefathers. Gil-Galad’s claim to the Noldor throne (like his canon parentage) is a little murky, but he is related to Fingolfin whose line was pretty much wiped out, so only Elrond or Galadriel could have challenged his claim (which they didn’t). Thranduil’s claim is far more direct as the son of the first King of the Woodland Realm and ruler of the Silvan people.

(4) Both were warrior kings. Because canon stories of Thranduil are very sparse, we don’t know for sure which wars he did or didn’t participate in during the Second Age. What DID he do those 2,000+ years while his father was establishing and ruling the realm? Honing his warrior skills seems to be a fair hypothesis. How else would he have developed the deadly skills he exhibited at the Battle of Five Armies? How else would he have kept the foul creatures of Dol Goldur at bay without a magic ring? It’s very possible he’s seen more time on the battlefield than official historical accounts say. 

(5) Both fought at the Battle of Dagorlad, during the War of the Last Alliance. Gil-Galad fought hard and valiantly to the end at Mordor, slaying Sauron by his own spear. Because Oropher died at the first onslaught, it was likely that Thranduil had to exit the war early, either to bury his father and their slain soldiers, or because he himself was injured. There may have been enough time for him to rejoin the Alliance at the Siege of Barad-dûr, to avenge his father and salvage his family’s honor and pride. But Thranduil, whom people mistakenly dismiss as arrogant or proud, was a king who valued his people and the soldiers under his command. It would have been easy glory to join the Siege since by then the war had been all but won (and won by the blood of his people, might I add). Thranduil chose to stay with his kin and help them through the loss of their king and many loved ones, and to reassure them that they were in good hands with him as their new ruler. 

It’s a big, sad shame that Tolkien was not able to write more stories about Thranduil, his family, and the Mirkwood elves. Based on the theories we, his fans, are able to formulate about him, it seems he may have been the most successful, even most benevolent, Elven ruler of them all. He will just have to get his glory and renown in the “songs” and “lays” of our headcanons and fanfics. 

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[frost-queen]

Lady of Mirkwood | (Reader x Thranduil)

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| Meeting Thranduil

You met Thranduil when the Third age progressed. It was when the Necromancer unknown then but known as Sauron later on claimed the abandoned fortress of Amon Lanc to make it into Dol Guldur. Sauron infected the woods with spiders and orcs. The spiders and the orcs expended their reach claiming more and more for them. Infecting the very nature with their filth and death.

All the elves were forced to leave the woods. Those who fought back were brought down. Countless of lost elves filled the sickening woods. You were amongst some elves that were fleeing. The orcs had increased their stench to the part of the woods where you lived. With a few douzen you were. Fleeing for your lives as the orcs hunted you down. The woods had grown iller. Spider cobs were not too much yet in these parts. But a few spiders having expended their webs out to your lands.

Some elves wanted to stay and fight. They barely lasted long as the pack of orcs were too many. Sweeping them down in a matter of seconds. The others fled as fast as they could. Hatred, anger and sorrow grieving your hearts. You were running trying to stay out of the orcs clutches. The orcs attack made you stumble, dropping to the ground. Surrounded by death and darkness. You thought it was over. You thought you were never going to see the undying lands, but then a bright light appeared between the trees. The illumination blinded the orcs sending them back a bit. The light faded as you could see a small group of elves charge for battle. Lead by a High elf.

The orcs never stood a chance. The High elf approached you, helping you up your feet. The moment his eyes met with his, he was struck. Gasping breathlessly at your grace and beauty. The woods no longer having a place for you, he took you in. Thranduil his name was. King of the woodland realm.

| Life at the woodland realm

Thranduil was smitten with you. For the first time in many ages, the so cocky king found beauty in another. He threated you like a guest with the highest honor. Quarters close to his. Thranduil would host parties just to have an excuse to dance with you. He never let any other elf near you. He wanted you for himself. You sometimes dared to tease Thranduil by speaking to other elves, just to see his reaction. You loved how easily jealous he was. He would come over, pull you gently behind him while urging them in a polite way to leave. Sometimes he would lay his robe over your shoulder to hint to others that you were his.

Underneath the moonlight on a summer's day was when you had your first kiss with Thranduil. Forever giving yourself to one another. He married you a month later never wanted to be parted from you ever again. You became queen of the woodland realm. All the elves present adored you for your righteousness and kind heart. Whenever Thranduil dared to lose his temper, you were there to calm him down. Sometimes you would come along with Thranduil and his army in an attempt to reclaim your woods. When Thranduil saw his numbers dim and almost losing you in a battle, he gave up. Not wanting to see his people be slaughtered or see you in danger. For he could not afford to lose you, his brightest star.

| Legolas

Legolas was born with grace. You loved every little detail of him. Thranduil would be careful at first. For he feared to hold such a fragile creature. He feared he might harm it in any way. You would show him he could do no harm. Taking his hand and bringing it up to Legolas for him to touch. His fingers would brush against his cheek making Legolas flutter a laugh. On that Thranduil was sold. Taking his son in his arms and care deeply for him.

As Legolas grew older, Thranduil insisted he had his features from you. Everything about Legolas reminded him of you. With the coming of Legolas was Thranduil more careful. You were no longer aloud out of the woodland realm. Not wanting anything to happen to you or Legolas. You had to admit it felt a bit lonely being unable to see the old woods. Your home that you missed dearly. With each year it grew colder and deader. Plagued by orcs and spiders. Since you had no where else to go, you focused more on Legolas. Teaching him how to defend himself. It was you who introduced Legolas to the bow and arrow. When Legolas was old enough to have his own bow, he would name it after you.

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[growingingreenwood]

Hii!! I was reading your stories and the thought came to me: did thranduil, ferdan, galion and oropher took part in the war of wrath in your stories? if they did, I would love to hear what part each of them took in it!

Hello!! Thank you for reading and for reaching out!   Tolkien never tells us if any of the surviving Sindar from Doriath take part in the War of Wrath (at least not that I could find) but in my little headcanons they absolutely 100000% took part in the War of Wrath, I just have never written anything about it tbh. (Although, Galion would not have ‘fought’ in the War of Wrath at all. He’s adamant that he is not, and will never be a soldier. But I’m sure he found a plethora of other helpful duties to keep himself occupied with.)

Thingol dies and Melian flee’s to Valinor in F.A 503, the Second Kinslaying and Fall of Menegroth happens in F.A 506, the bulk of the survivors escaped to Sirion. Which is the site of the Third Kinslaying in 538. By the time the War of Wrath is ready to start in F.A 545, Oropher and his boys had just gone through such relentless loss that: 

Revenge in any capacity probably seemed mighty attractive. 

What else did they have to lose at this point?  

If they survived thus far, they might as well die trying to actually make some sort of difference. And if by some miracle they happened to survive the War of Wrath too, well, then that was the world's problem. 

I also think that Oropher & thus Thranduil, Ferdan, and Galion would have felt compelled to join the fight among Círdan’s host out of remaining love, friendship, and loyalty to him. As Círdan was one of the awakened elves alongside Thingol (Elwe) and in my personal headcanons, Oropher. Even though Círdan developed a fairly close relationship with the Noldor, he remained loyal to Thingol until his death in F.A 503, even going so far as to warn Thingol about the dishonesty surrounding the reason why the Noldor had arrived back to Middle Earth. It’s likely that especially Oropher and Thranduil (but perhaps to a lesser extent those that followed them) would have seen supporting Círdan in the War of Wrath as one final way to serve and honor King Thingol. 

Lastly, all of those reasons aside, sitting by in leisure and letting everybody else try and do something about the evil threatening to destroy the entire world simply is not their style.

I hope this answered your question! :)

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[queeniesrose]

NSFW | Thranduil | Headcanons

Consider Modern Actor AU featuring Thranduil and Reader as the main stars. The movie is based off an erotica so there’s lots of making out, grinding, and overall close proximity on the set. Maybe after a certain take they have to escape to the dressing room? I can so clearly imagine Thranduil having an erection on set while Reader is on his lap and as soon as the take is over he’s dragging them to the dressing room and fucking them against a wall.

- Salt

My first Middle Earth request! Fucking bless, this was a lot of fun to write. This will be featuring an AFAB reader.

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Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one!

NSFW Modern Thranduil: Horny Actors

It waa no surprise to the cast or crew that you and Thranduil had a lot of chemistry. Both on and off set.

You had been friends for many years. Although, things have always been pretty platonic until now.

With the joys of it being a full on movie, there was a lot of short cuts when it came to the spicy scenes.

The more intimate you were getting on set for different scenes, the more your feelings for each other had grown off set.

On a particular, more sexual day on set, both of you were hornier and in need of a release than normal.

After doing so many takes with you on his lap, he had an erection.

You weren't helping him out though, considering you would tease him. You'd move ever so slightly, knowing you were making him hard.

When the director finally called for a break, you made your way to your dressing room, dragging him behind you.

As soon as the door closed, both of you were stripping out of what little clothing you had on.

He quickly had you pinned against a wall. With how wet you were, he was able to quickly get himself prepped and into you.

He wasn't exactly being gentle with you, not that you minded.

He started out with you holding up, with your back against the wall.

It wasn't long before he had you coming for the first time of that session. Praising you, as you were mumbling out his name and things that resembled words.

As soon as you came down from your high. He set you down, turning you towards the wall and pushing you up against it.

He quickly had his dick back into your dripping cunt. Thrusting hard into you.

Thranduil's thrusts started to grow sloppy, signaling to you that he was close.

Luckily for him, your second orgasm tore through your body. The clenching of your walls around him, pulled his orgasm out.

After you both came down from your highs, he eased you onto the couch that you had in the room. Taking his time to clean both of you up.

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[lady-of-imladris]

More Thranduil and his wife HCs brought to you by my brain (which is trying to avoid studying for my test tomorrow)

1. He insists that she sit on his lap during council meetings so they can snuggle. She tries to protest, stating that she has a throne of her own for a reason, but Thranduil is very much of the “I am king and I make the rules” attitude. He loves resting his chin on the top of her head and glaring at his court when someone’s stepped out of line, all the while stroking down her arm lightly. She’s honestly got the best seat in the house.

2. I don’t see her as being very handy, and he always makes a big show out of teasing her when she seeks him out to fix something she’s broken.

3. His elk has, more than once, displayed Thranduil’s direction in favor of following the queen wherever she is going if they happen to cross paths while Thranduil is on a ride. With the king still on his back! The elk also has a habit of leaning on her and shoving its huge head under her arm.

4. The reason he wears a v neckline is because his wife loves to kiss and brush her hand against the hallow of his throat as she walks by.

5. Before her death, they enjoyed building forts with Legolas when he was small, often leading to pillow fights and lots of laughter.

6. He loves kissing her and looks for any and every excuse to do so.

7. They regularly sparred together, her often teasing Thranduil by saying “you hit like an elfling” as she ducks his blows.

8. They’re close with Glorfindel and the Balrog Slayer always makes it a point to playfully flirt with her to ruffle Thranduil’s feathers.

Lol that’s it for now but I’ve got more.

Baaaaaabe??? You gotta study, you can't avoid it forever. I have my first lecture tomorrow and I can't believe I have to go back for at least 5 more Semesters 😭😂 so thank you so much for sharing these with me... I have notes!!

1. Love it, absolutely, no personal space for the queen!!

2. That is so adorable 😭❤️

3. I LOVE IT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 THE ELK AND THE QUEEN ARE BESTIES, THRANDUIL IS JUST ALSO THERE HAHAHA

4. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS I LIKE THE WAY YOU'RE THINKING

5. Ok so I LITERALLY wrote a little pillow fight into the next chapter of my Thranduil fic??

6. Again. NO. PERSONAL. SPACE

7. YESSSSSSS!!!! she would win!!

8. That's also one of my HCs!!! Glorfindel flirts with both of them!!

Thank you so much for sending me these, you're gonna ace that test tomorrow babe!!!!

#EAGLE <3 #thranduil headcanons #cute mutuals <3

[lucy-verse]

In a desperate bid to put Arwen off Aragorn, Elrond talks Thranduil into setting her up with Legolas, hoping to strengthen the alliance between their realms while they’re at it. Thranduil takes Legolas to Rivendell during the summer to spend time with her in the hope that romance might blossom.

At first it all seems to be going to plan. Legolas and Arwen quickly become inseparable, frolicking in the forest together, braiding each other’s hair, whispering and giggling during mealtimes, exchanging flowers, etc. Elrond finds a little poem hidden in the guest chambers about a beautiful being with dark hair and blue eyes. Elladan seems unusually disgruntled, glaring at the two of them from across the room and hovering around Arwen protectively whenever Legolas is around.

When Legolas comes bursting into his chambers one morning, asking for his blessing to wed one of his children, Elrond is over the moon, ‘oh Valar, yes! You have my blessing, you have all my blessings! Of course you can marry Arwen!’

And Legolas just stares at him completely baffled and goes, ‘Arwen? No, no, I’m asking your permission to marry Elrohir! Your daughter and I have been talking about it all summer, she thinks it’s a great idea!’

Bonus:

Thranduil: Didn’t I mention that Legolas has no interest in elleths? Whoops. Probably should have.

Bonus bonus:

Elladan, bursting through the doors: IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!

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