#ELENDIL HEADCANONS

[lady-raidia]

Hi my dear) if you accept requests for RoP, could you do an Elendil x young!reader where Elendil is in love with reader, but he has two problems: 1) he is terribly insecure due to their age difference 2) he feels guilty before his first wife for allowing himself to love again

And perhaps reader helps him get through these bad thoughts and just romance and love! Thank you for your creativity! 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

I am back from the dead and I feel extremely ashamed. Many things have happened in my life and my mind was so overwhelmed that I neglegted my baby/tumblr blog and your requests. 😞 I apologize from the bottom of my heart that I just vanished, but I hope to make up for it by dropping some requests that are sitting on my laptop for quite some time. Please feel free to share your thoughts with me! Otherwise, I hope that everyone of you is doing well and that you are enjoying the new season of RoP! Also to the person who send me this request: Again, I am so sorry for the delay or for giving you the impression that I have abandoned everything! 😭 I still hope that you like what my brain spilled out because I really loved that idea! In fact I loved it so much that I have to split it into two parts so that it isn't too lengthy. I hope you enjoy! ✨💕

Pairing: Elendil x Reader

Summary: Your heart always belonged to the captain of the Sea Guard, and while you were so sure of your feelings towards him, he tried his best to deny any thoughts and feelings he had towards you. But will he be successful?

Warnings: A little bit angsty but with a turn to something sweet! Otherwise, just some cheesy lines (again) and weirdly written sentences. What is grammar lmao?

HEALING OF A HEART - PART I ✨

Life has always been kind to you as if the Valar themselves had blessed you with pure luck. That’s why you have decided early on in your life what your purpose will be. As a newly trained healer, you have fulfilled your desire to help people and to ease their pain in body and soul. Even though the injuries seem to be the same each day, the people who come for treatment are not. Except for three young men who just love to get in trouble, and end up injured enough that they need to be treated in the Healing Houses. Isildur, Ontamo and Valandil – as soon as you hear their names, you frown, knowing full well that they got into trouble again. Lucky for you, they rarely end up in the Healing Houses together, unlucky for Isildur he is the one who gets injured the most. And if you are not treating him, you are treating sailors from the sea guard who were not quick enough to escape the pirates, that are roaming the seas. Even though your patients tend to be different each day one person visits the Healing Houses regularly, visiting either his son or his comrades. Elendil, captain of the sea guard caught your attention the moment you laid eyes upon him. But he did not pay much attention to you. You were just another healer, who tended to those who needed care.

But the more often he visited, the more he felt intrigued by you. You and your soft voice, the sweet smile and the caring words you speak every time you see him. “Seeing your children getting hurt can tire your soul, captain. Don’t forget to take care of yourself.” The day you said these words to him, something stirred up inside of him. He told himself that you were giving him advice as a healer but his inner self wanted to believe that you actually cared for him. His heart started to beat in a rhythm that was made for you but his mind tortured him with denial. He was too old for you, too scarred from life that just had begun for you. This is what he told himself over and over again, not wanting to believe that the warmth in your eyes was only meant for him and only him.

The next time he was in the Healing Houses was not because of his son or one of his cadets; he was the one who needed caring. His ship and crew got attacked by pirates and even though they managed to escape rather swiftly, the pirates didn’t want to let them go without damage. Two arrows were shot and both of them hit Elendil in the chest while he tried to save his crew from the attack. Luckily, no one else got hurt but his wounds were serious and needed immediate care. When they arrived back in Armenelos, his comrades brought him to the Healing Houses immediately and you were the first and only Healer available. You tended to his wounds very quickly but the worry in your eyes was clear. The arrows hit a nasty spot but the wound itself was not deadly. Yet, it was hard for you to contain your feelings, but you had to stay calm, had to hide the feelings you had for the captain of the sea guard.

Days passed and Elendil slowly regained his strength. With your permission he was allowed to walk around the grounds of the Healing Houses, but only during the day for short periods. He listened to your words, except for this night. He was haunted by nightmares of the past, unable to fall asleep again. Quietly he got up from his bed, a cold chill running over his skin. His chest was exposed only covered in white bandages to make his wounds heal faster. But he didn’t pay much mind to the coldness he felt on his skin since another coldness was creeping up his thoughts.

Slowly he walked towards the window and sat down on the sill, staring out to the sea that is bathed in moonlight. The night was quiet and he couldn’t help but wonder. Wonder why his heart craves to be close to you, wondering why the gods were so cruel to him. He had a wife once but she was taken away from him too quickly and before their life together even started. Yet after all these years his heart still belonged to his perished wife, never did he think or crave other women. But for reasons unknown he can’t help it, his thoughts are always wandering back to you and it drives him insane. You are only a couple years older than his daughter, he shouldn’t want you. It’s not right, his wife would … he shakes his head, trying to get rid of these haunting thoughts and feelings. No, he promised to be loyal to his wife until the day he dies and he will keep this promise.

He let out a heavy sigh, not realizing that he had got company. “Is something the matter, captain? You look rather gloomy today.” He turns around in surprise, but with a soft smile on his lips while you look at him with worry in your eyes. “No, I’m just … reminiscing on the past.”, he replied. “Usually when people tend to think about the past too often they seem to get lost in it. Even stuck.” You said gently, moving to sit beside him on the windowsill. Elendil stays quiet thinking about your words, the smile on his lips slowly vanishing. “I am not the type of person to get stuck.” He tried to sound confident as he always does, but there is a hint of vulnerability hidden behind his words. You look at him unsure if you should speak your mind or just leave it be. There is so much you want to say, so much you want to confess but he is your patient after all. Yet, it is also your duty to heal the mind not only the body.

“With what your son has told me, I would politely disagree with that.” Elendil looks at you, surprise in his eyes and a hint of I-will-kill-my-son-later. “Isildur? What did he say this time?” “He shared his worries with me. He is worried about you because you can’t let go.” Your voice is quiet but your words … there is something eerie inside of them. Slowly and with care you take one of Elendils hands, holding it as a mother would hold her child's hand after it was haunted by nightmares. Elendils body starts to tingle but he pays it no mind, still too focused on your words.

“I am sorry, I did not mean to pry.” You say feeling as if you have crossed a line, taking your hand back and making a move to leave. But Elendil quickly grabs your hand again, wanting you to stay. “No, you did not pry. In fact … I think you might be right.” He holds your hand even tighter now, desperate to have you with him a minute longer. His touch makes your heart skip a beat but this is not the time to admit that. He is your patient and what he needs now is someone to talk to, someone who will calm the storm in his mind.

“Isildur spoke of his mother. I am sorry for the loss you had to bear.” Elendil nods, the memories of his late wife are with him every day. The memories that were once so sweet, became something agonizing. The guilt of not being able to save her is nearly costing him his sanity, only the sea, the sound of the waves crashing against the ship kept his mind at bay. But he did not realize that his own children were worried about him. He thought he was hiding his feelings rather well. “No loss is easy to bear. The feeling of guilt that comes after … it’s driving me insane.” For a moment you are witness to another side of the captain. His bright smile, confidence and authoritative demeanour are gone and all you can see in front of you is a man that suffered a lot and doesn’t know how to help himself. It breaks your heart to see him like this, the man you have longed for so long.

“I don’t know anything about your wife, but do you think she would have wanted you to suffer?” Your voice is barely a whisper but the words are clear as day. Slowly Elendil shakes his head, still holding on to your hand. “No …” “Then it is time that you start to forgive yourself. I know that the loss of someone you love makes you feel as if the world stops spinning. But the world did not stop and I can promise you that there is so much waiting for you.” You for example. You always wanted to be closer to the captain of the sea guard, to hear his low voice speaking to you, his rough hands touching you. But you always held back your thoughts and never acted them out. Even now you are holding back. His peace of mind is now your priority. Your feelings come second. Elendil lifts his head, looking into your eyes as if he is trying to find something. And you look back, getting lost in his eyes that made your heart beat faster since the first time you laid your eyes on him. For a moment you two stayed like this, looking into each other's eyes, devouring each other's souls. You could feel how Elendil was pulling your hand, wanting you to come closer. And you do follow his lead, stepping closer, only inches between the both of you. When Elendil rises from the windowsill his eyes are fixed on you. You could feel the warmth that is beaming from his body, you could smell the saltiness of the sea that is lingering in his hair. Your heart and soul long for him, yearning that this moment will never end. Slowly, you lift your free hand up, wanting to caress his cheek, to finally feel his skin under your fingertips.

“Y/n, we need your help. There is an urgent matter.”

Just before you could taste the sweetness of this moment, you had to let it go. Unwillingly you drop your hand and it is hard for you to hide your disappointment. Just as you are about to turn around, tending to the next emergency, Elendil holds on tight to your hand, not wanting to let you go. For now.

“Meet me, tomorrow night at the beach where the moon shines the brightest.” You nod, whispering I will before you rush to your next patient, leaving Elendil and a sense of newfound hope behind.

To be continued ...

[fenharel-enaste]

Hello my fella 💖🤝

By any chance do you have nsfw headcanons for Elendil?

Just asking, yk 👉👈

Here you have it, my dear 😉 I hope you like it!

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need a cold shower 😩🥵

Elendil NSFW headcanons

Elendil’s such a pleaser in bed. If you have the time, he won't stop until you are completely spent, which means he'll make you cum as many times as possible. And he's always, always able to give you one more orgasm than you expect. 

He’ll worship every inch of you during sex. There is no part of you that he won't caress or kiss. He'll make sure you feel wanted at all times and let you know how much you turn him on. 

He loves, looooves, making love to you in the morning, when both of you are still half asleep. It all starts with a chaste morning kiss, and then a little touch here, a little bite there, and you both end up lying on your sides with his cock slowly sliding in and out of you from behind, his arms around you and a trail of wet kisses down your neck. 

Believe me when I say Elendil is such a TEASE when he feels playful. Even though he loves giving you one orgasm after the next, sometimes he enjoys leaving you on the edge over and over again. But you know that for every time he leaves you on the edge, the orgasms he'll give you when he takes pity on you will be twice as powerful. 

He’s quite vocal in bed and doesn't hesitate to express how much he likes what you're doing to him. And again, he’s a tease who loves saying the dirtiest words into you ear, knowing how much you love hearing his deep baritone voice. 

There's few things he enjoys more than giving head. He loves teasing your clit and your entrance with his tongue before devouring it hungrily, never getting enough of your taste. He usually makes you cum once or twice like this before the real fun begins. 

And, of course, he swears he can see stars when you use your mouth on him. The feeling of your warm tongue running along his hard length to then suck on it over and over again. It doesn’t take you long to bring him to the edge. And he’s happy to oblige when you, sometimes, ask him to cum inside your mouth. 

It's not that he's against it or doesn't want to take you in places where you might get caught. He’d take you anywhere, honestly. But that would mean he couldn’t hear your moans and whines while he fucks you. And hearing those is a must for him. 

His favourite position is when he’s on top of you and you rest your legs on his shoulders, this allows his cock to reach deep inside you, just how he likes it. Besides, he loves being able to look at your face when he makes you cum, and he can see everything from that position. 

Although he prefers the most intimate positions where he can feel closer to you, there are days when some inner animal wakes up and he doesn't hesitate to fuck you from behind, gripping your hips tightly and ramming roughly into you. You know well that brings out the best orgasms you could ever have. 

He usually loves cumming inside you, so that he can feel you around him until the very last moment. And he is also aroused by the idea that part of him will still be inside you for some time afterwards. Although there are times when, at your request, he ends up spilling his cum on other parts of your body. And the sight of it makes him hard again almost instantly. 

Being a pleaser, he loves taking control of the situation so you can enjoy it to the fullest, but he also loves it when you straddle him and ride him at your own pace. He lets you know that you're free to fuck him however you want, and maybe you'll take the chance to get your revenge for all the times he's pushed you over the edge 😌

[thetempleofthemasaigoddess]

Elendil as a father headcanons

Requested by @starlady66. Thank you so much!!

I love writing about Elendil so much you guys wouldn't believe. And this was easier and way more fun than I thought!

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👨‍👦 The type of father who marvels at he simple fact that a new life is growing inside his wife's belly. Like, he is perfectly aware it is a natural and very common process, but he is still in awe of that small miracle he participated in creating.

👨‍👦 He waits, scared out of his mind, out of the bedroom as his sons are born; the moment he hears them cry, he feels ready to do it too, and when he holds each of the three in his arms, he is left speechless with emotion.

👨‍👦 Eärien's birth is complicated, because the baby is breech and his wife is weakened by the blood loss; because of this, he enters the birth-room and holds her hand during the delivery, and they are both made stronger by the closeness.

👨‍👦 His girlfriend (before he met his future wife) got unexpectedly pregnant when they were both very young; he let her decide what to do and supported her when she decided to abort, but broke the relationship soon thereafter. Had he been a boy, he would have named the child Eäratan (Man of the Sea).

👨‍👦 Leaves the education of the children to his wife, as is common practice in Númenor, but reprimands them when they do something particularly wrong. He is usually calm, collected, patient; he very rarely shouts, and his anger is even more terrifying because of it.

👨‍👦 Doesn't believe in corporal punishment -nor with his children nor with his subordinates in the Sea Guard; he had occasionally received it by his father, though- except for a single time, when Isildur, the eldest and the one the other two had been entrusted to, did something who put all three in serious danger. Elendil, still terrified, lost control and slapped his son as hard as he would have done with an adult. Isildur knew the fault was his and never held it against his father, even though his cheek hurt for days, but he felt guilty for years, and ashamed.

👨‍👦 Great at calming the children when they cry, rocking them; learns to use a milk bladder like a pro. Three times a father, an higher than average intelligence and dexterity, and the changing of diapers remains a mistery for him.

👨‍👦 Doesn't believe in helping his children with homework, but makes sure they have all possible educational tools -scrolls at home, visits at museums, tutoring- and is happy to pay for the best schooling.

👨‍👦 (Numenor is full of great museums. Art, history, science; they have everything, since Queen Miriel is a patron of the arts and Númenoreans value the conservation of their cultural heritage)

👨‍👦 Not the type of father who gets emotional or uncomfortable when he realizes his daughter is growing up; it doesn't matter whether she is five or fifty, Eärien is and remains his little girl, and he is still ready to kick any man who makes her cry in the ass.

👨‍👦 Usually well-liked by his children's friends; Valandil and Ontamo are still a bit intimidated once they become cadets.

👨‍👦 You really don't want to get between this man and his children if they are scared, upset or worse, in danger - especially if it's because of you. Really, pal, hope you wrote your will already.

👨‍👦 Usually good at letting his children deal with their problems without poking his nose into it; at the same time, he does his best to let them know they can ask for help of any kind, in any moment, without judgement.

👨‍👦 They know, and they often do; at the same time, the three of them all love and respect him so much they are scared to worry or disappoint him, and because of this they are often unable to share problems or failures.

👨‍👦 Because of this, he actually honestly hadn't realized Isildur was not 100% on board (ah, ah, ah...) with joining the Sea Guard, and was mainly doing it to make him proud; in the end, a bit disappointed but determined to do what's best for his son, Elendil decides to support him in any of his endeavours.

👨‍👦 Got in a huge fight with Anarion because his pride had gotten the best of him and he thought he knew what was best for his son better than Anarion himself did. He risked losing his son forever; fortunately he didn't, and learned his lesson.

👨‍👦 Expects potential sons-in-law, not necessarily Eärien's, to ask for his approval before they propose.

👨‍👦 (Rightly) considers Eärien the most emotionally intelligent of the three, and he is secretly relieved she is there to help when the family is in shambles after his wife's death.

👨‍👦 Sings sea shanties as lullabies. Orders a ship-shaped cradle all three of them use. As many members of the Sea Guard do with their children, he bathes them in the Sea's waters to ensure their well-being, since it is said that Ulmo protects all those who carry His imprint on their skin.

👨‍👦 His heart is destroyed when he sees Anarion die at the Siege of Barad-Dur, and feels guilty because he couldn't protect his baby boy.

👨‍👦 Cries at his children's weddings. Wears full dress. Takes part in both Anarion's and Isildur's stag nights, is and has a lot of fun. Dances with daughter, daughters-in-law, co-mothers-in-law. Makes everyone cry with his speech.

👨‍👦 When he finally falls in love and is ready to marry again, he hesitates because he wants his children to approve of his partner and not think he has forgotten and stopped loving their mother. Fortunately, all three adore their new stepparent and are happy to see Elendil happy.

👨‍👦 Is not a perfect father, but he tries his best and would die and kill for his children, and that's what really matters.

Tagging @starlady66 @grinkitty and @elvenenby .

[thatlittlered]

rings of power men | tropes

warning(s): light TROP spoilers, gn!reader used throughout

author's note: most of these will be turned into actual fics :)

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Elrond + friends to lovers

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As kind as summer, as gentle as the soft rays of sun upon your faces whilst you sit in each other's company and he is weaving, unbeknownst to you, tales of your wit and beauty in his mind; poems he would never dare show you. It was love long before either of you knew what to call it.

Gil-galad + opposites attract

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Born and raised the son of kings, Gil-galad has known nothing but duty during his lifetime. A King neither ventures, nor tries his hand at passing affections, and yet the curse of a still beating heart inevitably finds him when his lieutenant and trusted friend Círdan is apprenticed by a lovely lowly elf.

Celebrimbor + soulmates

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It is instant, absolute. As if the two of you were born a mystical creature, bearing two faces, four arms and four legs, until the Valar separated you and forced you to spend eternity searching for your other half. In the worst of times and the most unlikely of places, the search has come to cease. Alas, so has the time of peace.

Arondir + forbidden love

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The Silvan elf comes to respect the race of men for what they are during his time in the Southlands and whilst he dare not admit it, it does pertain with knowing you. It is hard to care for the hateful gazes of villagers when your own gaze is so tender under the moonlight, your hands cold and decisive when you touch him here where no one can hear or see. Though he has not tasted mortality, it must taste like you and the urgency you kiss him with, as if in fear the sun might never rise again.

Elendil + forbidden love, age gap

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This man was born to be your dutiful protector, loyal like no other and sworn to serve you as his ruler with everything he has. Loyalty and love tend to melt into each other, merge so that it is impossible to tell them apart. It is a tormenting, silent agreement that neither of you may speak on these feelings and yet, it... overwhelms.

Valandil + childhood sweethearts

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To know and love Valandil comes as easy as breathing air. You have been doing both for just as long, you think. Childish adoration blossoms in time until your souls are tethered and he will commit his life to earning rank and making it official, from the streets of Númenor to the edge of the world, where he hopes to travel with you.

Isildur + love triangle, second chance

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Isildur has always held a deep admiration for you, a childish infatuation even, but your bond with Valandil always comes before all and he happily accepts things as they are for a long time. Friendship is of equal, if not grander, worth and he considers both of you his dear friends above all. Until Valandil is killed, that is. The love each of you have for him and each other perseveres until grief threatens to swallow you whole. On the precipice of desperation, a teary kiss is meant to bring comfort. Yes, of course. That is what this must be.

-.-.-

bonus:

Adar + enemies to lovers

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Sauron saw in you every weakness, every earthly, pathetic desire to be appreciated and loved when everyone and everything has been cruelly ripped from you. To be part of something larger than the pain eating away at your chest until your days in Middle Earth are over and you can find refuge in the arms of those who unlike you, gave their lives for a greater cause. He saw and took full advantage. Adar sees it now too when he looks at you; the agony of knowing you have played into the hands of evil itself just as he has. There is always a sliver of affection in understanding another, is there not?

[mahtariel-of-himring]

Long ago, when Elros was still building his Kingdom, and Númenor was young, he had his twin brother officially crown him, as a symbol of their bond.

After the first King died his son reached out to his uncle, and asked him if he would crown him as well.

From there on a tradition was begun.

Every time a King died a letter was send to Elrond, and in addition an invitation to the coronation of the next ruler, and the question to be the one to crown them.

Over centuries every King and Queen of Númenor was crown by Tar-Miniatur‘s brother, as a symbol of the bond between them and their half elven kinsman, who loved and cared for them dearly.

But as the centuries passed something changed. When in S.A. 2029 Tar-Atanamir first spoke out against the Valar relations slowly began to tense, though there was no one who greatly worried back then, except for Elrond.

In S.A. 2737 Elrond began to fear for his brother‘s people, as he noticed more and more how they drifted from the old ways with the coronation of the 18th King of Númenor, Ar-Belzagar, and the change in name.

In the year of S.A. 2899 the 20th King of Númenor was crowned, and for the first time in all its history, no letter to Elrond was send, and Ar-Adûnakhôr was crowned by another.

With the reign of Tar-Palantir Elrond felt a flicker of hope for the first time in decades, but it was quickly overshadowed as he realized his brother’s folk had already gone too far.

After the fall of Númenor the surviving faithful came to Middle Earth, and there, Lord Elrond welcomed them with open arm‘s. Their leader, Elendil, happily welcomed their estranged kinsman and was more than relieved that he was still receiving to them. And as he was crowned in S.A. 3320 Elrond was once again the one to set the crown atop a Númenorian‘s head, and the tradition was reawakened and continued ever on.

[windemere-wicklow]

Ranking these gremlins on how they stank:

My headcanons:

1. Isildur sleeps beside Berek, Nori and Gandalf bathe only if there’s a functioning bath

2. Some too full of rage to take a bath, some stank bec they’re depressed. And Kemen’s one of those guys who bathes in axe body spray

3. No explanation. (Except Earien she just stank on the inside)

4. Has access to water and will find a way to bathe

5. Owns a spa membership

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Recently found out the Palantíri were gifted to the Numenorians by the Eldar and it’s given me *ideas.* So the Palantir were made by Fëanor right. And it’s safe to assume they were kept by the Fëanorians, unless Maedhros decided to gift one to Fingoflin for communication, but I don’t think that would’ve gone over well for anyone.

So here’s my two theories:

1. Each son of Fëanor has a set of Palantír. I think it’s safe to assume there were more than seven made? I think it’s written that Elendil managed to ‘save’ seven of them, but don’t quote me on that. (It doesn’t really matter, this works either way. Also imagine little Tyelpë on his tip toes facetiming his uncles 🥲)

When their various fortresses fall, most of the Fëanorions manage to save at least one of their seeing stones. When Maedhros and Maglor end up in Amon Ereb alone, they have all their brothers’ Palantir but no use for them.

Enter Elrond and Elros. They come to love them, care for them. And vice versa. When they’re sent to Gil Galad, Mae and Mags send these pieces of their family with them. Maybe they can find some good use for them, a final legacy for Fëanor that doesn’t end in blood. Maybe it’ll keep them safe.

(I’ll go into detail of how they end up in Numenor below)

2. Celebrimbor ended up with Curufin’s Palantir in Nargothrond, and Mae and Mags sent the rest his way at some point before their final Silmaril run. They don’t have anything else, and their nephew deserves something made before madness consumed their family. Something made out of pure curiosity rather than pride that doesn’t have too many bad memories attached.

Celebrimbor appreciates the gesture but has no real use for them. He’s not particularly ambitious as a lord. Doesn’t have any need for immediate long distance communication, and in all honesty would likely be accused of spying if he did start using them (no matter if that isn’t how they work.)

Then he hears that Elros, who he’s gotten to know fairly well alongside Elrond over the years of the War of Wrath, is heading off to Numenor. He decides to give the new King something as a token of their friendship, and to keep in touch with his twin from a distance, the way the sons of Fëanor once did. And unlike many others, they won’t scorn his grandfather’s work.

Elros is managing a pretty large kingdom, so he takes the bulk of them. Elrond keeps one.

Later on, Elrond’s (not used since the death of Elros’ children) is lost in the fall of Eregion when he desperately tried to use it to find Celebrimbor. And of course Elendil manages to bring seven Palantir to Middle Earth when Numenor falls.

[sotwk]

Hello! I see you are doing an ask game! How fun :)

🌀Post the fic summary for a fic you haven't written/published yet. It can be hypothetical or something you really plan on releasing...

So I received (*counts*) FOUR requests for Elendil fics during my Sleepover event. I'm determined to deliver on those, since clearly quite a few of my beloved Moots are Elendil stans! 😂

My strategy for fulfilling the four requests is to write a miniseries of fluffy ficlets that tell a very condensed story of how Elendil met and fell in love with his wife.

Elendil and Ëarina

In the SotWK AU, I've decided that Elendil's wife, named Ëarina ("of the sea"), was a sea nymph under the service of Uinen. Their love story is very similar to that of "The Little Mermaid", (she mysteriously rescues him, falls in love, gives up her immortality to become human and have a life with him) but Ëarina's tragic fate follows the interpretation of Rings of Power... somewhat.

When young Isildur drowned, he actually died, and the way Ëarina saved him was by trading her mortal existence for his. This was done by the power of Ulmo himself, who answered her cries. Although it is told that she drowned at sea, pulling Isildur out, her body was never recovered, which led Elendil to suspect she was still out there and simply could not return. But for the sake of his sons, Elendil let them believe that their mother perished; he also never revealed the truth of her origins to them.

"The sea is always right." This expression took on a new and more bitter meaning for Elendil, as he eventually accepted he cannot fight the will of Ulmo and his vassals, whom he believes took his beloved Ëarina back.

Thank you for the Ask, @lady-of-imladris! 🤎 I really hope I can around to writing those ficlets!

Btw: you can bet I'm keeping Lloyd Owen as my personal cast for Elendil!

Eärwen from Rings of Power does not exist in the SotWK AU, but I did notice my choice of fancast for Elendil and Anárion's mother (Hayley Atwell) looks a little bit like Ema Horvath!

[cocoabubbelle-newblog]

Rings of Power S2

Spoilers

Arondir: *stabbed*

Me: NOOOOOOOOOO 😭

Adar: *prettified by Nenya and has possibly his conscience restored, his thirst for vengeance cooled down, alludes to an older name, and has VIBES with Galadriel*

Me:…*remembers that Celeborn was supposedly killed off centuries/who-knows-how-long-ago*…wait. WAI-!!

Adar: *also stabbed*

Me: NOOOOOOOOO(dangit there goes my headcanon)OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 😭😭

Arondir: *alive actually*

Me: …wait wut

[lady-raidia]

Hiii how are you??

Do you have headcanons for dating Elendil?

Tysm!! 💖💖💖☺️

I deadass passed away when you messaged me omfg! 💕 I hope it's not cringe to say this but I was binge-reading your blog with another account and it inspired me to start my own writing blog! Also, I'm so in love with your writings, I literally read them 100 times (Elendilf is having us all in a chokehold and I can't complain 💀).

Note: This is my first headcanon and I hope you like it! I tried to write in order but it just came over me and I was utterly lost in an Elendilf trance. So I think I kind of mixed up a dating/as a lover headcanon but I really really hope you still enjoy it! 💕 Please feel free to request more if you have anything you would like to read! 💕

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My requests are open, just simply message me by clicking the "request here" button on my blog! :)

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🌙 Elendil Dating Headcanons 🌙

Since the passing of his wife, he didn't believe that he will fall in love again

I am a firm believer that he is the kind of man to fall in love at first sight

He loved his first wife with all of his heart and I’m assuming that he loved her from the second they met

So, the first time he laid eyes on you his whole world changed

He tried to shake his feelings off because he felt guilt towards his first wife

But soon after your first meeting, his dreams were always about you. His chest would ache in the morning when he realized that you were only holding him in his dreams

And because he couldn’t get rid of this feeling he started talking to you more and you two also ate dinner together from time to time

It took him some time but as soon as he realized that he needs to stay true to his feelings he would officially ask you if he can court you (of course you said yes!)

He might be a captain that got shaped by the roughness of the sea but he would be so soft towards you omfg

Your number one supporter! No matter what you do he will always cheer your on

Will catch you when you fall - literally and metaphorically

He might seem calm and reasonable most of the time  but when you are in danger or someone is trying to hurt you, he will go full rage mode and protect you/will fight for you

he will SMOTHER you in affection (and you love it!)

He will give you nicknames like „my little star“ or „my moonlight“

The first thing you see in the morning is Elendil covering your mouth with kisses

After that, he will tell you how much he loves you and that you are the most beautiful being he has ever seen

If he had to get up early in the morning, he will make sure to hug you tightly when he comes back and place a thousand kisses on your forehead

When he has to travel somewhere, he will always come back with a gift for you

likes to spoil you with gifts that have a special meaning to him. For example a map of the star constellation you saw together on one of your dates. Or a necklace in the shape of your favourite flower

but what he really loves doing is doing things together:

Going for walks when the sun sets, watching the stars and him showing you the constellations of the different stars, MAKING SURE YOU KNOW HOW TO SWIM (I’m sorry)

One night when you both look up to the sky he will show you a star constellation that he named after you

Every time when he is gone you have to look up to the sky and search for those stars, so even when you’re not together you are still looking at the same night sky

He is very keen on marrying you since he is afraid someone might try to steal you (as if someone could compare to Elendilf) also he is low-key possessive 

In fact, the first time you kissed you had to promise him that you will marry him someday

Of course, you said yes, because his kisses made you weak

They can be gentle and soft but sometimes it feels like a storm is coming over you when his lips press hard against yours and his beard is scratching on your chin

He would never admit it but he is scared of losing you like he lost his first wife. That’s why he makes sure you feel loved at all times!

Thank you so much for reading, my moon children! <3

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Hiiii babyyyy

Do you have any SFW headcanons for Elendil as a lover????

Tysm you rockkkk

Hi sweetheat!! Here you have it! 😊💕

Elendil as a lover headcanons:

Elendil is the kind of lover who makes sure that both the first thing you hear in the morning and the last thing you hear before falling asleep at night is how much he loves you. When he has to leave before dawn and doesn't want to wake you up, he leaves a flower by your side on the bed to be the first thing you see when you wake up.

He always writes you love letters when he is away, almost every day, with promises of things you’ll do together when he comes home. 

You know he's madly in love just by the way he looks at you. You don't need words to know this. No one has ever before looked at a person the way he looks at you. 

He snuggles with you when you are sick and tells you stories he has experienced at sea. And also about the Valar and the western lands. You ask him questions you know the answer to, just to hear his beautiful voice. 

Elendil spends a significant amount of time away, so when you are together, there is hardly a moment when you are not touching each other's hands, constantly brushing against each other, both at home and on the streets. He doesn't mind public displays of affection, he wants to make the most of every moment with you.

The first kisses he gave you, when he was still courting you, were soft kisses on your hands, hands that from the first day he knew he would never want to let go of. 

He loves to make you laugh, he falls even more in love with you when you laugh at his dad jokes. Your laugh is the most precious sound he's ever heard. 

His favourite kind of kisses are the ones he gives you when he embraces you from behind. He needs to feel that he's protecting you, to let you know that he'll never let anything harmful ever happen to you. He's scared to death of losing you. 

He loves singing lullabies in Elvish for you on sleepless nights, or whenever you wish, while holding you in his arms.

He loves to take you for rides on his horse outside the city. You have your special place in a small forest in the mountains, where you spend hours and hours, just the two of you. That is also where he asks you to marry him, the day he will remember as one of the most blessed days of his life. 

At dawn on the day he asked you to marry him, he went to a lonely beach. He asked the sea, his long departed wife, if it was time. And he knew she gave him permission, he knew he had found full happiness with you again. And tears of relief and bliss filled his eyes. He would love you immeasurably until the end of his days. 

I hope you like it! 😊 I almost cried writing these because I love him so much 😭💕

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I'm on a language roll! Someone take my phone away.

A few days ago, I mentioned offhandedly how the three sons of Finwë named a child after themselves. Today, I ranted about Narþil. I shall combine the two, but not with the House of Finwë. (Well, I suppose they are still Finwions, but they're very far removed.)

Elendil. Anárion. Isildur.

Elendil - Elen (star) -ndil (friend).

Anárion - Anar (sun) -ion (son). [Heh. Sunson.]

Isildur - Isil (moon) -dur (servant).

This is a family of astronomers!

(Also it's Iþildur because Elros was taught Quenya by þorn-using Fëanárions. Why would it be written as Isildur then? Because the books were translated by people who used standard Quenya.)

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Hey, I hope you're doing well. I have a small request and I hope you're willing. Can you do a Headcanons for Thorin, Elendil, Elrond and Thranduil taking care of an injured reader?

Injured Reader Headcanons:

Thorin Oakensheild:

Thorin would leave the fight and run to you as soon as he noticed what happened, yelling to the others to cover both of you. You’d be lying on the ground, clutching your wound and he would be by your side in a flash. He would check you up and do whatever he could to treat your wound

As a royal prince of Erebor, he makes sure your shared quarters are perfect and intrusts only the finest healers to care for you.

The bedding and blankets are more expensive and comfortable, almost as costly as all the gold in Erebor.

He makes sure everything is within reach of you, food, drink and medicine are prepared and ready as soon as you need them.

Even has a balcony close by for you to look out and on days you have more strength he will join you.

He loves sitting with you, watching the sunset, fingers intertwined as you both look on at the beauty of Erebor and during the night he will take you to the ramparts to enjoy the fresh air.

He absolutely will not consult the elves, but instead, has all of the healers in Erebor helping you, finding methods that may help your aches and pains.

When you’re finally tended to by medics, he won't leave your side for a moment, making sure you are at least within eyesight when the medics tell him he couldn’t be around you for a bit.

He’d hold your hand constantly, talking to you and smiling, pressing the occasional kiss to your knuckles. After all, he’s been through, he knows how valuable it is to have someone by your side when you’re in pain.

Keeps a small group of guards with you at all times when you go out just in case something happens

You become great friends with his nephews and their mother, and they are such great fun and a great distraction from everything when he must leave on his father or grandfather's behalf.

Thorin loves stroking your cheek at night as he whispers to you

“Mahal. I wish I could take all the pain away...Rest my dear. I will stay by your side. ”

Elendil:

The world seems to stop for him when he sees you getting badly injured on the other side of the ship by a lone bandit. He would mutter to himself, praying that you’re okay. He would hold you in his arms and try to take care of you, keeping an eye on the fight at the same time. 

You see his brow furrow in concern and his eyes silently plead you to be okay as he speaks to keep you awake.

Immediately he brings you back to Numenor even knowing that its against orders. He doesn’t care.

Elendil ensures that your comfortable in his home, he even has his children stay with you when he must go do his duties even though he hates being away from you

Gives you soft kisses to your forehead every morning before leaving you.

He begs Tar Miriel for the best healers and herbs from all over Numenor. Luckily it really is not needed when she informs him she sent word to Lindon for even more supplies and healers to find a way to help you

He becomes so pleased when he finds something that may help you even a little bit

When you want him to just sit and relax with you he gladly does as you command.

Loves sitting in the gardens that overlook the harbor with you, basking in the moonlight as the sun sets over the oceans horizon.

When you awake, he’d be the first person you saw. You’d see in his smile that he’s simply glad to see you awake, and he’d press a sweet kiss to your cheek and lips.

When he goes in his sea ventures throughout Middle Earth he’ll always send letters to you, mostly describing the sea creatures that he knows you wish you could see for yourself

On particularly rough days he’ll pull you close to him and he’ll murmur elven songs to you or tell you stories of ancient battles

“Meleth nin, I am here. Rest Y/n I’ll stay with you....”

Elrond

He would be paralyzed, frozen with shock. At first he can’t fathom that you’ve gotten hurt. Once he recovers control over his body, he goes to you as fast as he can. The last thing you would see was him dropping to his knees as he took your hand in his, teary-eyed.  Then he wouldn’t leave your side, even after the battle, to keep track of your state.

The bond you share is so intense that he really hates it when you’re in pain, he feel so helpless but he stays strong for you

Immediately upon arriving in Lindon he consults every ancient text to try to find a cure for your injuries or at least some way to help alleviate the pain 

Because that makes it so he can’t stay in one place for too long, he asks for Gil-Galad to watch over you with the other healers try to help you, and even Galadriel tries to visit often offering her healing powers.

Even if he doesn’t find anything new, he’ll bring you books to keep you entertained

Anything you need you get, and he will not rest while you ache

Likes taking small strolls through the golden touched forests with you as you pick flowers, even at times romantic picnics in the heart of the forest where he knows it will take a long time for anyone to find the two of you

He lets you lay against him under one of the eldest trees as he reads to himself smiling at your sleeping form knowing you will be okay.

Is basically at your command, whatever you need him to do, he’ll gladly do it

When you both return he sits by your bedside as you ask him to read to you or ask him stay with you so his concerns do not weigh entirely on your condition. He knows you hate to see him worry.

“Meleth nîn, I know you hate it when I worry for you but I can’t help it...I love you too much.”

Thranduil

First thing he would feel would be anger, it would be fleeting, but its there. Anger for seeing you get hurt, for whoever had the audacity to hurt you. 

His heart would start racing as he wouldn’t be able to focus on the fight. She would run to you and remain by your side, even if you can tell he’s worried sick and there are tears in his eyes before passing out from the pain

He would  take you back to woodland realm and lay you down in the luxurious bed. He would use almost every spell he knew to heal your wound. 

You would start to wake up from his healing powers and when your eyes meet his silver ones, you knew you were going to be lectured.

He begins to ask how you got hurt, how your feeling and if the pain is too much to bear. But in truth he never gets angry with you. 

He’s just to pleased to know that your safe and alive.

Being upset at yourself for causing him to be so worried would lead you too fell so bad that you couldn’t look at him. 

You would try to avoid any eye contact with him as you would  try to slowly get up pretending that the wound was not as bad as he thought.

This he would not allow as he would make you lay back down as you felt him lay beside you and hold you. You would feel a kiss on your temple as he brushed your hair with his other hand. Trying his best to make you comfortable

When you wake up Thranduil is beside you can see that he’s been crying and he looks so tired, his hair is a complete mess along with his clothes being slightly winkled. 

He doesn’t leave you alone for a long time afterwards.

He gives you a small amulet imbued with magic so you can communicate and makes you carry it around when he can’t be with you he needs to know you’re safe otherwise he’ll stress himself out.

Once you are up and about he take you outside into the more secure parts of his realm to give you fresh air

He lays beside you near the small creeks, you feel him lay your head on his chest as he wraps his arms around you as he presses kisses all over your face. 

“Meleth e-Guilen,  Thîr vain chîn darn thulen.”- (Love of my life, your beauty has halted my breath.

[lady-raidia]

Hii! I just read your headcanons on dating Elendil and they were so cute I needed to make a request 💕 One of those headcanons was going stargazing with Elendil and him naming a constellation after you, can I ask for a little imagine about that?? I found it so ahfvhsavfhdf and I need to know more about that. Thank you so much! 💗💗

Naaaaaaw, you are so sweet, my little moon! 🥰💕 I'm so so happy that you liked my headcanon! And thank you so much for your request! It was so much fun writing it (I put some cheesy lines in it hehe) and I hope that you enjoy it! 🥰 (I hope my English is not too off!)

Pairing: Elendil x Reader

Summary: The stars made you a gift and Elendil is determined to show what it means to be loved by the stars.

Warnings: None, just pure fluff with some cheesy lines!

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You are my starlight - Elendil Imagine

It's been three weeks since Elendil has been away from you. The night is dark and the only sound he can hear are the waves crashing against the ship that is trying to find a way back home. The only source of light that is guiding these sailors back to the shores are the stars that seem so far away and yet so close. The task that was laid upon the captain seemed easy at first: find one of the hiding places of the pirates and make sure they never terrorize any Numenoreans ever again. But these pirates were more cunning than Elendil had expected and instead of a couple of days he fought and travelled for weeks. And every single day he couldn't be with you ached him. Were you thinking of him? Did you miss him as he does miss you? He is staring up at the sky trying to remember how your skin felt and your hair smelled - Gods, he missed you so much! While he is thinking of you a bright star appears in his sight of view that he had never noticed before. Maybe this particular star was just created by the Valar? As guidance for the lost? The longer he stared into the sky the more he noticed the other stars surrounding the brightest of them and together they formed a constellation shaped like a star. A smile came onto his face while the aching of his heart slowly faded away.

When you heard the news that the ships are in sight you rushed to the decks, eagerly awaiting Elendils return. Every time you two can't be together your heart is longing for him and the days until his arrival seemed longer than usual. Then, finally, when your beloved captain, your very own ocean, walked down the docks you couldn't hold your excitement in any longer. You called out his name, your face gleaming with joy, and ran into his arms that hold you tightly, never wanting to let you go.

„I thought you would never come back.", you whispered with your arms wrapped around him tightly.

„You know I will always come back to you, no matter what."

He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead and this little gesture made your heart beat faster. You missed everything about him, his voice, his smell, his gentle touches. And now that he is back you will make sure to not let him go for some time.

„I thought of cooking your favourite dinner tonight. To celebrate your return! And after that, we can take a bath together."

You looked up at him while he was still holding you in his arms and a smile formed on his lips when your eyes met. Your suggestion was more than tempting and he wasn't sure if he could say no to taking a bath with you, it is what he longed for the past weeks.

„What if we take that bath tomorrow? I have a surprise for you."

As soon as the sun made room for the moon and the last sun rays shone through the branches of the trees the two of you made your way out of Armenelos. Elendil told you that there is something he wanted to show you but wouldn't say a word about what it could be! So you were sitting on your horse trying to think what might await you while Elendil would turn around from time to time to tell you that you shouldn't put on such a serious face – it would diminish your beauty. When you reached the top of a hill and got off your horse you were greeted with a beautiful view down on the capital of Numenor. It wasn't the first time you two would sit here and watch the lights of the city slowly fading when its citizens went to sleep. And when the darkness came upon Numenor you would watch the night sky as the stars would shine even brighter so that the world never has to miss the light. Still, every time you were here you were captivated by the beauty of the night and you felt unable to move, scared you might disturb the stars upon you.

"Y/n, come and sit. You don't need to stand."

Elendil's deep voice called out for you, using the same words as he always does when you were admiring the view. When you turned around all you could see was the silhouette of the man you loved so dearly, whereas his blue eyes seemed brighter as if the starlight was reflected in them. As you made a few steps towards him, closing the distance between you, he would open his arms to welcome you in a warm embrace. You two were sitting on a blanket and even though it was a warm night Elendil hold you tightly to make sure you won't freeze. As you were sitting there in complete silence you thought that his surprise was to stargaze with you since he knew how much you loved it when you would look up at the sky while he was telling you stories about the stars.

After you listened to the sound of the night for some time Elendil wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you even closer than before. His face resting on your shoulder was so close to you that you could feel his beard tingling your cheek. When he raised his voice it was just a whisper but it was enough to make your heart run wild.

"The first time I laid my eyes on you, I thought the Valar were trying to trick me. How else could a star like you end up in my arms?"

For one moment your heart that was racing before completely stood still by his words. No matter how long you have been together, no matter how many words of love Elendil has spoken to you, you will always feel like a lovestruck maiden that lost her heart to the ocean.

"Every time I look into the sky I wonder if the stars are weeping since they've lost you."

He paused for a moment and you could feel how his gaze turned towards the sky.

"But a couple of days ago I found out that they have never forgotten you and will love you for all eternity just like I will."

His words touched every inch of your soul and even though you were already madly in love with him, you fell even harder right at this moment. You wanted to turn around, hold his face that got shaped by the sea in your hands and kiss him until the sun rises. Before you could do so he pointed a finger towards the sky and you followed his movements with your eyes. At first, you weren't sure what to see but when Elendil moved his finger to recreate the shape of a star in the air you could see it.

"They created this constellation in honour of you so that you shall never be forgotten. That's why I named it after you."

You were stunned by his words and moved your head to look into those ocean eyes that belonged to you.

"You named it after me?", you asked and the captain couldn't help but smile at your reaction.

"Of course. So every time I look up to the sky and search the stars I will always find you. But you need to promise me that every time you miss me you will always seek out the stars."

You nodded and smiled brightly, your face full of joy. Before Elendil could say another word you sealed his lips with yours while wrapping your arms around his neck. You don't know how you deserved a man like this but you made a promise to the stars that you will never let your ocean go.

✨ THE END ✨

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#this sword being for Maedhros Feanorian The Tall a man who was 8 feet tall on a good day who was crazy enough to use this zweihander#in his non dominant hand#being stolen by his squishy half elf ward-son kidnappee and then floating around Numenor not unlike Excalibur#becaue Nobody can lift this fucking thing without stabbing their feet#finally coming to chad Amandil and just by virtue or whatever Elendil's Dad is the only one in like 2000 years who can hold this thing#I find this deeply funny if the thing to help defeat Sauron is Maedhros the Kinslayer's Impossible Sword#to be fair if you were an orc and this Fae Terror stood at Himring where the snow is at his waist holding a four foot sword with one hand#and naught but the glint of the steely determination of undiluted eldest daughter energy and attitude of 'If Sauron isn't going to kill me#you sure as hell aren't going to' It would be a pretty good deterrent is all I'm saying

What are your opinions on Narsil being Maedhros’s sword, then Elros’s and making its way to Elendil’s line?

Wait no wait hang on this is really funny... Narsil was Maedhros' sword and Elros stole it but it's like... five feet long and was completely unwieldable and languished in vaults for millenia UNTIL 7'11 Elendil picked it up like 'finally a sword made for ME' and this explains the question of 'how did they find all the shards of this damn sword in the middle of a fetid battlefield' they didn't... but the amount of shards they DID find was enough to reforge into a normal size damn sword. I'm consuming this concept into my internal canon.