First, if you haven't read the fics mentioned above, I recommend reading them (have tissues ready, you might need them, I certainly did).

Now to this amazing ask. "Oh boy" was exactly the right choice of words! This was such a rollercoaster ride that once again I ended up sobbing (not exactly unexpected) and tissues were needed. 😭

Thranduil's love, losses and griefs are so great! Losing three sons already has taken a toll on him, but losing the love of his life is unbearable. And then Gelir chooses banishment! It's like Thranduil and the rest of his family lost another family member and that is just heartbreaking. 😭

I am always blown away by the sheer amount of details you have in these amazing headcanons!

I am so into deep and low voices! If Mirion's singing voice is anything like Geoff Castellucci's, you better have smelling salt nearby. 😄 (I haven't heard Henry Cavill sing so...😳)

Married to Thranduil

Flirting with you while intoxicated

A/N: Thank you @nerdysimpy for the Thranduil idea. Love those bestie privileges. It's my first Thranduil post and I am still getting a feel for his character so forgive me for not making this very long or if it's not wholly ic.

Warnings: NSFWish

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❁ Thranduil has a really high tolerance for alcohol and rarely indulges himself beyond a glass or two of Dorwinion red.

❁ But there are times where has a bit too much to drink- whether that is in your shared chambers or at a festival.

❁ With the Dorwinion wine being so good and the talk that seems to keep going on and on it's no wonder one glass turns to two, three, four, five and more.

❁ When Thranduil flirts usually it is a bit sophisticated and formal even though you two are married, he likes to try to be poetic and above his station even to his spouse.

❁ He never fails though to make you blush in his complex flirty compliments about how you're his starlight, and how beautiful you are in several different poetic ways.

❁ But when Thranduil has filled his cups and has had a little too much to drink, he becomes a little more blunt and a little less poetic.

❁ At first they still will be suave and a little more on the chaste side of things;

❁ "My starlight, you look ever so ravishing tonight, you're glowing brighter than even the candle light."

❁ "That outfit suits you well, and shows you off perfectly, starlight. Your taste is impeccable."

❁ He will chastely, but no less seductively, offer little touches here or there.

❁ Like brushing your hair out of your face, tracing your jaw as he does so, holding your hand, a hand coming to rest on your knee chastely.

❁ But as he gets more intoxicated the touches become a little more intense and less chaste.

❁ The notes of seduction are definitely known as his hand wanders up higher on your leg, his face flushing a light pink and his lips twitching into a smirk as he eyes you.

❁ Though he is intoxicated, and would want the whole world to know you are his, he doesn't want anyone to overhear any of the flirting he does with you.

❁ So while he holds your thigh, with his thumb gently drawing circles, he leans over to whisper in your ear, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

❁ Whispering to you all the things he wants to do to you, even if you are in public.

❁ "My starlight it would be positively divine to ravish you right here, I'm aching to feel you."

❁ "You look divine in your outfit, but by Iluvatar I know you look better out of it and laying on our bed bare for me to see."

❁ He'll spend his time teasing you physically, his hidden hand brushing against your most private places but never fully touching you.

❁ Thranduil likes to watch you squirm and see the different expressions, the sounds of your shaky breaths knowing it's all him having that affect on you.

❁ He is also stealing kisses to your lips, not afraid of who it is that might see his loving display of affection for you, emboldened to let propriety fall to the way side.

❁ Nor is he afraid to be steeling kisses on your neck as he brushes your hair away, or nipping at your ear when he leans in close to whisper into it.

❁ Now when the tipsy flirting starts it is a perfect to give into his whims and steal him away for the evening and back to your bed chamber to make love all night long.

❁ But if you continue to let him drink, Thranduil is mostly all bark with no bite as he gets too woozy to be able to do any of lascivious things he's been whispering to you.

❁ On those walks back to your chambers with his arm around your shoulder, holding him up as you two walk back to your bed chambers.

❁ Thranduil will need to be laid down, and e won't bother to undress for the evening but he will coax you into laying down with him at the very least.

❁ He will press soft but sloppy kisses to your face, and pull you in close with him, snuggling close to you.

❁ He loves and adores you and feels so safe and comfortable with you before finally the alcohol wins out and brings him to fall asleep with you tangled in his hold.

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Every time I read your stories and headcanons of Thranduil's family history, I'm in awe of your world building and the background you give to your OC's - and there is so many of them. ❤

The research and time you invest in characters really shows. I love that you have given Glorfindel a connection to the Woodland Realm. 🥰

I love your headcanons! 💖 Whoever decided to abduct Elrond really had no clue what they were getting into. Thranduil and all his sons in the same battlefield? Well, I would love to see their opponents expression when they realize who they are facing. 😈 Elrond's abdutor and their associates can say good riddance to their plans and lives.

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. 

In the BotFA, Thranduil’s standout feat was slicing the heads off five orc soldiers trapped in the antlers of his war elk. Obviously the Eldar are not bound by the laws of physics, so their prowess in battle can easily be dismissed as “magical” and perhaps standard for their race. However, I happen to believe that Thranduil is an extraordinary warrior, even amongst his kind. Without solid proof from the words of Tolkien himself, I can offer only the headcanon that by the Third Age (after the War of the Last Alliance killed Gil-galad and sent Elrond and Celeborn into semi-retirement), centuries of training and experience had honed Thranduil’s Iluvatar-given gifts and leveled him up to being the mightiest Elven warrior left in Middle-earth. (No, reincarnated Glorfindel doesn’t count as he came back virtually as a Maia.)

However, I’m not here to compare and rank him against other Elven warriors, but analyze him on his own merits. Rewatching his BotFA fight scenes over and over, I’m particularly fascinated by how damn physically strong Thranduil must be.

The orcs may have been trapped and lined up for him to land his strike, but keep in mind that he was mounted on a rapidly moving elk, and these were armored opponents with steel coverings that needed to be cut through. True, having an Elven-forged sword helps, but there’s only so much a quality blade can do. There has to be serious muscle behind a one-handed swing like that, especially since he makes it look like he’s slicing air.

Another detail I find particularly badass is that you never see his own soldiers crowding around their king to try and protect him. Obviously this is not because they don’t see him worth shielding; it’s because they know it’s a giant waste of time and they would only get in the way of his warpath. Thranduil is the type of general who’d be the one saving his men’s lives left and right.

Here are my headcanon points about the Elvenking’s fighting abilities:

Oh la la!! 🔥🔥

Masterlist

Thranduil Headcanons

*Thranduil never fully recovered from the loss of his wife and due to this, the few connections with others that he manages to keep are critically dear to him.

*Even though his character seems oddly distant, I firmly believe and maintain that he probably has one of the best senses of humor amongst the elves.

*In fact, when he was around legolas’ age I bet he was incredibly mischievous and probably twice as promiscuous.

*If you are lucky enough to befriend this Ellon he is one-hundred percent always willing to drop everything for you at a moment’s notice to be your shoulder to cry on.

*Becomes an open book with every glass of wine and has a very ”snort like” laugh. It’s so infectious and kind of embarrasses him, so ugly laugh with him. Hear out the weird and amusing stories of his youth and waste your night away knowing you’re in great company.

* Will never mind it if you held onto his sleeve or robes throughout the day. Probably thinks its cute. You remind him of a duckling.

*loves to spoil you and all of his other loved ones. It’s almost ridiculous. However you should always take a moment to be thankful for what he gives you and more so for his memory. He listens much better than what he’s willing to lead on and will gift you with something you forgot you told him about.

*9/10 good hugs

I love this so much, you have no idea!

KINGS OF MIDDLE-EARTH X SKIN-CHANGER READER

what they think of you and how they interact

ft. thorin, thranduil, and bard

disclaimers — sfw, thranduil indirectly calling you a savage.

author’s note — reader’s alternative form is neutral. if you were a skin-changer, what animal would you be?

thorin

• thorin is aware of what you are and knows about your lineage.

• feels conflicted about approaching you because he knows about what happened to you and your people.

• thorin is no stranger to genocide. therefore, he can relate and sympathize with you. which adds some commonality.

• doesn’t mind when you roam around in your alternative form. however, he encourages you to embrace both of your forms.

• he would tell tales about you to whomever would listen. he makes your travels sound far more extravagant than they actually were.

• thorin and the company enjoys your company.

• bilbo and kili receive deadpanned looks from thorin whenever they glide their hands across your fur/scales/etc.

• would handcraft you a necklace that fits both you and your alternative form, as a means of admiration.

Getting to know Thranduil would include

Request: Ooh, how about 13 for Thranduil? 😘

Nonethless, thank you for your writing ❤🤗 love your blog!

- requested by anon

Prompt list I used

tolkien elves and hair braiding

(legolas, haldir, elrond, thranduil, lindir)

(not my gifs)

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legolas

legolas was very much one for having braids in his hair, though always done tastefully; he had grown up braiding his own hair, and was rather skilled in doing so. he had no problem doing it himself, but when you offered your talents up, he was quick to oblige. legolas loved nothing more than the gentle feeling of you drawing the sides of his hair into intricate plaits, and even more so when your hands would accidentally brush against his ear. after years of being with him, you had come to realise that the tips were one of the most sensitive parts on his body, and every time you would come into contact there, a great shiver would run down his spine. from then on, you would always take time out of your mornings to put in his hair for the day, and always at least an hour at night to remove it. though sleep was not much of a concern for legolas, laying in bed with you on an evening was just another opportunity for you to run your hands through his platinum locks.

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haldir

being a marchwarden often meant that haldir was away from you for prolonged periods of time, and consequently - when he finally returned to you - was rather touch starved. after the obvious greetings when arriving back at lothlorien, you both would retire to your chambers in order for you to run your hands through his hair. you would give him a gentle head massage, eliciting an endless string of soft groans of relief. amidst this, you would begin to braid his hair, and given the amount available, a good few hours would you spend doing this. haldir would often tell you stories of what he saw at the borders of mirkwood, of how he and his brothers would tease each other, of all the strange folk he came in contact with. though you knew your days weren't spent doing such exciting things as his, he would always love to hear your tales anyway, no matter how menial they may seem to you (especially since it lengthened the amount of time you had your hands in his hair).

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elrond

elrond was surprised to learn of your skill in braiding, even though you perhaps hadn't as much practise as he had. whatever intricate creation you would conjure up never failed to impress him, and he would wear it proudly to council meetings, seeing it as an extension of yourself he was able to have at all times. not to mention how much he enjoyed the feeling of your hands against his scalp. days were long and often he would have to attend more than one meeting - even on quieter days - so to have no responsibility with you, and to just be completely relaxed was truly a blessing. as almost a means of payment, elrond would tell you old tales that he had picked up across the years. you would carefully take out the braids before you laid down to rest, even then running your hand through his soft hair until you finally drifted off to sleep.

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thranduil

thranduil would never have admitted it, but the first time you absentmindely brushed your hand through his hair had given him a great sense of pleasure, so much so that it lingered long in his mind. his hair was always down and bare of braiding, but soon he began to entertain the possibility of you doing so. though of course never to wear in public, the thought of you gently pulling at his hair, drawing it into a great number of braids seemed like a delightful idea. eventually, he broke and asked you rather sheepishly to play with his hair, a little worried that it may affect your opinion of him; of course you obliged, any excuse to run your hands through his silken elvish locks. it became a nightly routine, and despite how many braids you put in, luckily his hair would return to its ever perfectly straight disposition by morning.

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lindir

lindir would absolutely love you playing with his hair, though only when he knew you had complete privacy. whenever he would feel anxious or stressed, coming back to you on a night always managed to calm him down. you would spend hours like this, sitting behind him, running your hands through his dark hair. sometimes he would relate to you all of his worries, knowing he could be wholly open with you; others he would merely sit in silence at the end of he bed whilst you knelt behind him, simply delighting in the soft sensation of your braiding. whether it be intricate or just a multitude of simple plaits, you would take your time, gently tugging at the strands to form them.

This is so wonderful! 🥰

NSFW Thranduil Head cannons

Oh, good heavens! 🥵 I think I need a moment - or two...*fanning myself*