#thranduil x finrod

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

The Curse of Thranduil’s Family (aka being emotionally compromised/stunted when it comes to themselves)

Oropher: Claudryad, i love you deeper than the ocean, further than the stars can reach. I am so happy to have been able to spend the past 300 years having a family and two adorable children with you. Happy 300th anniversary, love!

Cloudryad (thranduil and miriel’s mom) who did not realize that, despite kissing, living with, and raising two kids together (which she gave birth to), Oropher loved her or that they were married: ??????

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Finwe: Miriel, from the first moment i met you, i have held affection for you, and as i grew, that affection grew into love. I have traveled the seas to find a safe space for us to live in order to be worthy of your love. Please, may i have the honor of marrying you?

Miriel, completely oblivious to the years of devotion finwe had for her, thinking he was just being nice: ?????

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Gil-galad, finrod, and every other elf that thranduil’s (read user name) been with (most notably the ones he had kids with): thranduil, i know you are not one for relationships, and i know that you will always put your people first, but please, accept my love. Even if you do not, know that it will always be with you.

Thranduil, unable to differentiate between friendship and romantic interest: ????? What-

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Elladan and elrohir: Legolas, we’ve been interested in you from the day we met and you slew a spider nest to save us. It has been millennia since then and, now that sauron is gone, we wish to court you properly.

Legolas, who thought all the times the twins were making moves on him/flirting with him were just them being friendly: *blue screen of death* wha-?!? SINCE WHEN-

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Bonus:

Oropher, reacting to his descendants’ obliviousness to love: oh my god, oF ALL THE THINGS TO INHERIT FROM CLOUDRYAD-

[tathrin]

Helllllp me, Finrod and Thranduil are in an angst-spiral and I can't get them out.

Every time I think "okay that's wrapping the conversation up, then! great!" the next line somehow just goes NOPE now we're angsting about THIS instead hahaha sucker.

(This fic was supposed to be done several thousand words ago help.)

[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

A night of elegance : Thranduil x Finrod

For this moodboard by @z-h-i-e

For @fall-for-tolkien scribbles & drabbles 2023

Minors DNI | 🔞

[tathrin]

You know...we don’t actually know how old Legolas is, or even if he was born in Greenwood or if he came there from elsewhere along with Thranduil and Oropher. (And sure, granted it makes much more sense if he was born in Greenwood...but it’s not actually stated anywhere is what I’m saying. It’s not a concrete fact.) So what I’m saying is, there’s actually no reason why there has to be an unnamed wife involved at all.

Consider: Finrod is Legolas’s other parent.

Finrod is one of the only Noldor allowed to come to Doriath, so he and Thranduil could easily meet and fall in love there. The Nauglamír is made for him, so there is uhhhh. let’s just say potentially some baggage to add on to Issues Thranduil May Have With Dwarven Jewels for Hobbit-based fic writers to sink their teeth into. And then on the other hand, it’s a quest for jewels that gets Finrod killed later, so...yeah, drama, have fun! Also, Finrod really enjoyed befriending Men; maybe that impacts Thranduil’s reasoning for immediately dropping everything to take care of the Men of Dale when they need help. It’s what Finrod would have done! It’s what Finrod would have wanted. And, having Finrod’s husband reconcile with some dwarves? Poetic.

And Finrod dies killing a werewolf with his fucking teeth so like. They’re definitely suited to each other, is what I’m saying, even though one of them is generally seen as a Cheerful Sweetheart and the other as uhhhh not that. Still: werewolf. teeth. Yeah.

(Also, throw in the angst potential of Thranduil knowing that Finrod gets re-embodied in Aman, but also knowing that Amarië is still in Aman; Amarië, whom Finrod was in love with before he came to Middle-earth... Amarië, whom Finrod thought he’d never be able to see again and maybe Thranduil was always just a second-choice replacement for her anyway, and who now is right there with him again...so, well, maybe it’s better if Thranduil just. stays in Middle-earth. He’s got duties to Greenwood anyway, so. Whatever. He’s fine, he’s happy here, Finrod can just...be there, in Aman. Without him. With Amarië. He’ll be happier there without Thranduil. It’s fine. And meanwhile of course Finrod understands that Thranduil doesn’t really want to come to Aman, he never did. And he’s got duties in Greenwood! So of course he’s not just going to hop on the first boat the moment he hears Finrod is back. Finrod wouldn’t want him to, anyway; he’s got things to do! They’ll see each other eventually. Finrod can wait. It’s fine. He’s fine. Everyone is just so fine.)

Also: cheerful, prone to befriending mortals (including dwarves), prone to being befriended by dwarves to the point where they start making you pretty jewels, optimistic enough to go on a doomed quest, so determined to protect your friend that you’ll fling yourself between him and almost certain death...yeah, that sounds familiar, doesn’t it? You can see where Legolas gets it from.

Plus, consider: the Valar are besotted enough with Finrod to bring him back out of the Halls of Mandos super fast. Would they be besotted enough to just shrug and sigh and let Finrod’s son bring his dwarf boyfriend to Aman even though that’s a fucking insane thing for anyone to even want to do, let alone attempt? Why, perhaps they would...

What I’m saying is: Legolas has two daddies. What I’m saying is: this crack-ship actually has a lot of possible logic to build off of. So: have fun!

For my next trick...

Once upon a time, I wrote a bunch of stuff to help popularize a pairing. That was not the intention, but once that train got started, I think we figured out there were no brakes. It's been over twenty years, and I think Glorfindel and Erestor are doing just fine these days.

Ergo, time for something completely different.

Now, just as with the previous project, I can't take credit for being the first with the idea (there's two others playing in this sandbox -- so really, this pretty much identical to the whole Glorfindel/Erestor thing from a set-up perspective).

Sadly, because there's only three of us, the tag isn't common and searchable blah blah blah on AO3. Join me in changing that, people of Middle-earth!

Because Middle-earth (or Valinor) needs more Finrod/Thranduil.

Or as I fondly like to call them, Bling Kings.

I'm doing my part (sometimes with a little help from Thranduil's wife) this Back to Middle-earth Month. Here's some samples aka drabbly things (currently corralled in Bunniverse, but you know I'm going to start thinking outside the dodecahedron at some point).

Economic Indicators An excuse to write some telepathic dirty talk with Thranduil and Finrod.

Consession & Consolation An excuse to write about sex toy discussion between them.

The Edge of Night An excuse for edging. You know Thranduil's into that for sure.

Options An excuse to remind Felagund he does still have the option to give himself a hand now and then.

And of course, sometimes Avisiel is there, too.

Behind the Curtain An excuse for the three of them to have sex at the theatre.

Custom Made An excuse to revisit the whole sex toy thing now that they have it.

Good Manners An excuse to have sex on the couch.

Waltzing An excuse to write something that didn't have anything to do with sex (directly). JK, this one is actually pretty sweet.

And if you like those samples - feel free to message me for access to the file Phoenix is in. Yes, that story is much about Fingon and Maedhros, but since that's where things start, there are full chapters yet to be posted that are full of Finrod/Thranduil.

[cambion-companion]

Hugging the Elves (blorbos)

Elrond ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

Elrond is a healer, of both body and heart. His home of Rivendell is where those blessed enough to gain entry find refuge for their spirit. Elrond would hug like a father comforting his child, he would wrap you into a secure embrace. He smells like familiar spices and fresh warm cloth as you bury your head against his shoulder. The long sleeves of his robes wrap around your body and offer solace under their weight. He will smile down at you gently, a fond crinkling around his eyes full of wisdom and starlight.

Glorfindel

Sunshine incarnate, Glorfindel's hugs are enthusiastic and don't be surprised if he lifts you into his arms and twirls you around once or twice, especially if he has been on errantry and not seen you for a while. His long golden hair would get in both your faces and he would laugh, bell-like, as he gently brushes it away. He smells of a fresh summer breeze carrying the light scents of flowers and evergreen trees as you press your cheek to his chest. I also see him as being fond of taking your face in his hands, enjoying looking into your eyes and reading your emotions there. When you are in need of comfort be assured Glorfindel will always be ready to offer you a warm embrace as you bask in his glowing presence. His very touch is enough to chase away any creeping darkness from your mind. (yes I am madly in love with him can you not tell)

Arwen

Arwen doesn't hug very many people, so when she opens her arms to you it is a gift indeed. She smells of lilac and midsummer nights spent by the lake under the stars. Her hair is as soft as goose-down and the gossamer of her sleeves slips between your fingers. She holds the back of your head lightly as you lean against her, closing your eyes and enjoying the feel of her chin tucked against your head. Arwen will also peer into your eyes, as they are windows to your soul, and give you a soft understanding smile before engaging you in light conversation and laughter.

Thranduil

(as a brief aside, I do not at all like the characterization of Thranduil in the movies as they turned him into King Thingol of Doriath who is much different in temperament. thus, this will be based on his book self)

Thranduil is regal and guarded, yet he has a warmth about him you have grown accustomed to receiving from the Elves. Like Arwen he does not embrace others readily, but will receive your affection with a broad smile and happy chuckle. His hands placed securely on your upper back as you lean against him, breathing in his scent of juniper berries and pine. This hug will be brief but meaningful and leave you feeling elated and refreshed. He will then invite you to dine with them and perhaps accompany his folk into the forest to dance and frolic to the sound of harpists and singing.

Legolas

Legolas is full of laughter and wit and will accept your hug with joy, squeezing you tight against him as he ruffles your hair about in an affectionate manner. You bury your face into the crook of his neck and inhale the smell of leather and woodsmoke. He will hold you against him for as long as you wish, even rocking you side to side if you remain in his arms for long. When you do pull away Legolas will grasp your forearms and beam at you, making a witty comment, his countenance brightening when you laugh.

Finrod

(Yes, I have to include this golden boy)

The first among Elves to befriend humans, even the first to see them, Finrod has a special place in his heart for his mortal friends. He loves giving and receiving hugs and will wrap you in his arms readily and with reverence. His golden hair tickles your face and he laughs, looking down at you as you scrunch your nose at the sensation. Finrod smells of the ocean winds that form the waves and the carpet of moss that covers forest floors. He is Valinor mixed with Middle Earth, belonging to both and yet neither. There is a sadness to his grip as he brushes a stray hair from your face after you pull away. But as ever with his kin the sadness in his eyes swiftly turns over to mirth and he takes your hand before pulling you along with him to your next adventure.

let me know who else I should write these for!

[i-did-not-mean-to]

Silm September

Running out of Finrod ships, so have Werewolf!Finrod x Thranduil :D

Prompt: Canine teeth in the side of my neck

Words: 100

Pairing: Finrod x Thranduil

Warning: mention of "dog" attack

“And as I look up, would you believe it…canine teeth in the side of my neck,” Thranduil chuckled and raised his ornate wineglass a little higher.

Findaráto hid the treacherous blush creeping into his cheeks behind his own goblet as he pretended to join in the awkward chortles at the table.

Evidently, the King of the Greenwood did not hold with polite dinner conversation, and all his heartfelt promises to restrain his impish streak had been mendacious.

“And then?” someone asked breathlessly.

“I, of course, bested the beast and made it my pet,” Thranduil purred smugly. “Isn’t that so, dear?”

Thank you so much for reading!

@tolkienpinupcalendar

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[lamemaster]

The Curse of Bloodlines (Epilogue 😔)

Request: For the annon who sends me this request every day. You know who you are and you have my respect fellow gremlin.

Pairing: Thranduil x Reader

AN: I never wanted to write this. But alas for those who cannot live without a happy ending go thrive. Please no more requests for this AU after this.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Epilogue |

"Atyo!" You peel Celegorm's hands off Thranduil's throat. At once your uncles are at the task of taking him to another room as you follow them. Not daring to look back at him. Too scared that you might not be able to leave if you do.

Perhaps it was the fear of finding the same disdained look you had witnessed in Arda. The fear of being subjected to it had left your eyes anywhere but, Thranduil.

So you focus all your attention on your father, who almost escapes the grasp of 4 of his brothers, including Uncle Maedhros, who towered over the majority in Valinor.

"Ata, not now," your voice cuts through the din, surprisingly firm despite the tremor in your heart. Your father's face contorted in a snarl, but something in your voice, perhaps the raw emotion, caused him to pause.

"Let me go!" he roared, his voice thick with fury. "I won't be mocked by that… that…" he trailed off, his tongue failing him to find an insult that wouldn't ignite another confrontation.

You shake your head and lead him out. "Let's leave. Grandfather is waiting."

You clenched your jaw, the weight of the situation pressing down on you. This meeting, the one you'd dreaded since your days in the Halls of Mandos, had been a disaster. And the worst part? It was just the beginning.

Meeting your father was something you had wished for forever. An unfulfilled yearning you grew up with. The same yearning Legolas grew up with. Absence of a bond that made the entirety of an existence.

Settling in his arms was a comfort unknown to you in life. Death had been kinder in many ways.

The agony of right and wrong seared on both you and your father. Ignorance of the bond that is most priced above any other. Blood that had cost you the love of your husband and the chance to watch your son grow.

But things that once shredded your heart into pieces now were distant worries. The sting of betrayal and the ache of lost years paled in comparison to the warmth of your father's embrace. His tearful apologies, whispered promises of redemption, were a balm to your wounded soul.

You met then, your uncles, your grandfather, your great-grandfather, An entire clan doomed in the halls of death. And so the task of stitching back together the House of Finwe began.

From uncountable days spent sharing stories by the pillar of your Grandfather, Feanor's firey pillar, to bringing along the souls of your troubled cousins Aegnor and Maeglin. Finweans started healing.

And you became the princess of Noldor. A title that came with a hefty price.

Legolas' friendship with Finrod wasn't a surprise. Both, you realized, carried the weight of a love lost to time – a grief you could never fully understand or soothe.

Legolas, however, found solace elsewhere. Celebrimbor, with his gentle spirit, became his closest confidante. He regaled Amrod and Amras with tales of Middle-earth, earning their playful grumbles about being called "grandfathers." Feanor, a name whispered in legends, became a complex figure he learned about through stories and perhaps, even fleeting glimpses of him to and from the forge.

Your interactions with Legolas were tentative at first. You were a stranger to him, a face from stories whispered in hushed tones. He longed to know the woman who carried him.

Awkward silences hung heavy in the air, punctuated by whispered stories of his life in Greenwood. He spoke of Thranduil with respect, but a flicker of sadness lingered in his eyes. He spoke of a man named Estel, a human who had become a dear friend, a story that filled you with bittersweet joy.

Then came the inevitable – a meeting with Master Gimli. Their shared tales of their unlikely friendship brought laughter to the once desolate House of Feanor.

Finally, after much coaxing, you managed to convince Legolas to attend Oropher's feast. You knew a march to invite the entire Noldorian royal family was a tad excessive, even by his standards.

Noldor marching was almost always was a perilous idea.

"Apply this twice a day," you mutter, handing him the small vial. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, you allowed yourself to meet his gaze. "For the bruises," you clarified, pointing to the dark marks of your father's grip on his throat.

A flicker of surprise crossed his face, then settled into a mask of stoicism. His eyes, those same eyes that once held the warmth of a thousand sunrises, seemed distant, etched with the weight of untold ages. They held an emotion you couldn't quite define - a far cry from the hatred that burned in them during your last moments together.

His hand brushed against yours as he reached for the vial, sending a jolt through you. The grief that had settled between you, heavy and suffocating, felt like a tangible presence in the air.

"I apologize for my father," you began, your voice barely a whisper. "He is…"

"Troubled," he finished the sentence, his voice surprisingly gentle. "As are we all."

A heavy silence descended upon you once more. He spoke, breaking the quietude, his voice laced with a weary resignation. "I do not know what penance I shall bear to ever right the wrongs I have committed. I have searched for ages, scouring the world, but I cannot find a path back to the past I crave."

"I do not know what repentance I shall bear to ever right the wrongs I have committed," he continued, his voice barely above a murmur. "This yearning for what we once had consumes me, yet I detest it, for I do not believe I am worthy of it." His voice cracked, and for a moment, the once proud king you knew of was now stripped bare, revealing an elf consumed by regret.

The air around you seemed to crackle with unspoken apologies and unspoken yearning. You gathered your courage, forcing the words from your lips. "I do not know much of right or wrong," you began, your voice surprisingly steady. "Neither do I understand the intricacies of penance or forgiveness. Yet, from all I have learned in this strange realm, one thing resonates."

He averted his gaze, his back turned to you, his broad shoulders slumped in defeat. All the air seemed to have been sucked from the room, leaving a hollow ache in your chest.

Your mind raced, searching for the right words. "No act is set in stone. No grievance can hold its power over the relentless march of time. My kin, they wronged many, yet even they found a measure of peace." You thought of your uncles, of your father, finally released from the burdens of their choices.

"They were able to return to the light of Aman because they allowed themselves to seek forgiveness," you continued. "Beyond mine or Legolas', it is your own that you require the most." You reached out then, your fingers brushing against his cheek.

"We have all the time in the world." You leaned in, your lips brushing against his in a whisper of a kiss. A flawed marriage, a flawed separation, and a flawed reunion, yet, nothing had managed to make it any less sweeter.

[elfy-elf-imagines]

▹ Masterlist .ೃ࿐

☾ Prompt List | Askbox ☽

Legolas:

- Elven Instinct - Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind - Epiphany - Courting a Human (Headcanons) - Fear of the Future - Adventurer from Earth (Headcanons) - First Kiss 

Maedhros: 

- Out of the Woods - Don’t Leave Me - Don’t Care If You Leave - Stop Pretending - Jealous - Light in the Dark - Jealous Headcanons

Finrod:

- I’m pregnant - You Come and Wake Me Up at 4am, To Cuddle - Finrod x Pregnant!reader (Headcanons) - Used to Be Mine | Part 2  - Choose Me

Thranduil: 

- Tolerate It - To Meet Under the Stars - In the Fields of Poppy - Same Spirit, Different Body - Too Late - Begin Again

Meludir:

- Don’t Cry - Small Surprises  - You Wake Me Up to Cuddle

Elladan:

- Champagne Problems | Part 2

 Glorfindel: 

- Lovely to be Rained on with You - Is that my Shirt? (Drabble) - Not so Hopeless (Drabble) - You’re Mine and I Don’t Share (Drabble) - To Lose is to Die

Haldir:

 - Please Don’t Cry. I Can’t Stand to See You Cry (Drabble) - Stop Biting that Fucking Lip (Drabble) - Meeting Haldir (Headcanons) - Rewrite the Stars 

Lindir: 

- Being in Love (Headcanons) - The Fickleness of Mortals - Return to Me | Part 2

Orophin:

- General Headcanons - Bite Me - Cruel Summer 

Erestor: 

- High Fever

[cilil]

AO3 recommendations overview

A good chunk of the recommendations I received - thanks again to all those who sent me something! - were from AO3 and I couldn't always find a corresponding Tumblr post to reblog so I decided to make a list for convenience (an attempt at sorting has also been made). Please go show some love, enjoy and happy holidays/happy new year!

₊˚⊹ Ainur

♡ Back In Evernow by @the-red-butterfly (Melkor & Manwë, Gen)

♡ Feathers and Friends by @elennalore (Manwë & Ulmo & Maglor, Gen)

♡ Whenever our paths cross by @thedaughterofshadows (Tilion, Arien & Ilmarë, Gen)

♡ Go Get Him by @glorf1ndel (Eönwë x Arafinwë, T, WoW)

♡ To be Made of Fire by @hirazuki (Mairon & Arien, Gen)

♡ Worth While by @hirazuki (Mairon & Eönwë, T, WoW)

♡ Redeeming graces cast aside by @mirkwood-hr-department (Melkor & Nienna, T, canon divergence)

♡ No Sooner Looked by @verecunda (Melkor x Mairon, Eönwë, T)

♡ When Your Walls Fall by @curufiin (Melkor x Mairon, T, canon divergence)

₊˚⊹ Elves

♡ So do our Minutes Hasten to their End by @maglor-my-beloved (Caranthir x Haleth, Erestor, T)

♡ Anywhere With you by @last-capy-hupping (Maedhros x Fingon, past Melkor x Maedhros, E, modern AU, heed warnings)

♡ What Happens at Camp Eglarest, Stays at Camp Eglarest by @polutrope (Daeron x Maglor, T, modern AU)

♡ of a harsh and caustic nature (the root of hope) by @oopsbirdficced (Caranthir x Finrod, T, soulmate AU)

♡ A Compass Pointing North by @elentarial (Celegorm x multiple, E, modern AU (cam work))

♡ Pour Out A Drink For Me by @nothinghereisworking (Caranthir x Haleth, T)

♡ Star Anise by @maglor-my-beloved (Fëanor & Nerdanel & their children, Gen)

♡ Bureaucratic outcomes & oversights by @sortumavaara (Glorfindel x Erestor, M)

♡ Snow white and the hunts(wo)men by @goschatewabn (Celegorm x Oromë, M, ABO)

♡ Laws and Customers by @z-h-i-e (Glorfindel x Erestor, little Arwen, Gen)

♡ glade-song by @welcomingdisaster (Galadriel x Melian, M)

♡ Slow Flights by @searchingforserendipity25 (Maedhros & Irmo, Gen, coming back to life)

♡ The Seven Trials of Fingon the Valiant by @melestasflight and @polutrope (Fingon, various pairings, T)

♡ My Bones Divide and Shake by @sallysavestheday (Celegorm & Oromë, Gen)

♡ Nothing gold can stay by @mirkwood-hr-department (Thranduil x Glorfindel, E, long fic)

♡ Something in the Darkness by @hirazuki (Eöl x Aredhel, M)

₊˚⊹ Dwarves & Hobbits

♡ You Should Be Safe With Me by @fantasyinallforms (Bilbo x Thorin, E, canon divergent verse)

♡ And I’ll say I love you, and I’ll say that I do by @the-girl-with-the-algebra-book (Bilbo x Thorin, Gen, modern AU)

♡ Flowers that Never Die by @frosticenow (Bilbo x Thorin, T, pre-canon)

♡ Fuck Thy Neighbor by @lordoftherazzles (Bilbo x Thorin, E, modern AU, accidental marriage)

₊˚⊹ For Orc lovers

♡ Scars of Silver and Gold by @niennawept (Adar x OFC, E, ROP verse)

₊˚⊹ Old/older favorites that helped me through difficult times back in the day:

♡ Catechesis by @lvsifer (Melkor x Mairon, E, pope AU my beloved)

♡ the path of ecstasy by @bodhvild (Melkor x Mairon, E, heed warnings)

♡ In Utumno's Deeps by @foxindarkness (Melkor x Mairon, E, heed warnings)

♡ distractions by @tarmairons (Melkor x Mairon, baby dragons, unrated)

♡ Just This Once by @crackinthecup (Melkor x Mairon, E)

♡ ... and I burn for you by @echoesoftheforest (Melkor x Mairon, E)

♡ Desire by @dragonofmordor (Melkor x Mairon, E)

♡ Sacrament by @mayakoroz (Melkor x Mairon, E)

I was a lurker back then and too shy to comment or make myself known, but I saved links to my favorite works and never forgot about them. Better late than never.

₊˚⊹ Gifts for yours truly

♡ His Malicious Majesty by @i-did-not-mean-to (Mairon, various pairings, M)

♡ Where there's smoke, there's a fire by @i-did-not-mean-to (Melkor x Mairon x Gothmog, E, modern AU)

♡ Dog eat dog or something like that by @i-did-not-mean-to (Melkor x Mairon, puppy, gen)

♡ Aber bitte mit Sahne... by @i-did-not-mean-to (Melkor x Mairon, Gothmog x Eönwë, E, coffeeshop AU)

♡ Can't you see that I'm bound in chains? by @i-did-not-mean-to (Melkor x Mairon, Gothmog x Eönwë, E, mafia AU)

♡ Reaching for the stars by @i-did-not-mean-to (Manwë x Varda x Yavanna, T)

♡ The adventures of Crablor by @goschatewabn (Crablor x Faramir, E, heed warnings)

♡ Broken traps by @ruiniel (Andreth & a wolf, T)

₊˚⊹ Art collections (is this cheating? No idea - but this is my event and I loved these so let's put them in as a bonus)

♡ Kinktober by @sortumavaara (various, E)

♡ Kinktober by @elanna-elrondiel (various, E)

[doodle-pops]

Any comfort fic suggestions? Needing a pick me up 😅

Comfort/fluff fic recommendations:

From @icarus-fell-in-spring (I would suggest going through their entire silmarillion masterlist because they have amazing content esp for fluff/comfort)

One Lifetime — Maedhros x reader

Star Lit Sky — Maedhros x reader

A Rare Moment Of Peace — Maglor x reader

Contest — Celegorm x reader

The Calamity of Elvish Wine — Finrod x reader

Breakfast in Bed — Glorfindel x reader

Kingly — Fingon x reader

Sunflowers — Galdor x reader

Falling — Rog x reader

From @theelvenhaven

Freckles — Maedhros x reader

A Moment of Peace — Fingon x reader

Just A Little Longer — Elrohir x reader

Family Time — Elrohir x reader

From @eunoiaastralwings

Solace — Maedhros x reader

The Best Healer — Maedhros x reader

From @haveyounomemories

Summer Days — Thranduil x reader

Flower Crown — Thranduil x reader

Cuddles and Storm — Celebrimbor x reader

From @animatorweirdo

Mistletoe — Beleg x reader

From @lamemaster

The Prince My Sister Speaks Of — Rog x reader

Blinded By Love — Glorfindel x reader

Daughter-in-law Of The Feanorian Household — Maedhros x reader

From @elfy-elf-imagines

You come to my room and wake me up at 4am — Finrod x reader

Lovely to be Rained on With You — Glorfindel x reader

From @red-riding

Help, My Elf Is Broken — Finrod x reader

From @unipork22

Imperfectly Perfect — Finrod x reader

Soulmate Call — Maglor x reader

Being the Lady of the House of the Golden Flower — Glorfindel x reader (hc)

Okay, so I think that's all my brain can remember for now and I'd like to recommend to you. There are others I'd love to add, but it's hard to locate them since some blogs don't have a masterlist 😓.

[runawaymun]

If you are still taking requests, do you have a list of what’s already been done (wouldn’t want to bother you with a repeat)

Hi! I do not mind repeats and will generally just tag both people who asked, but here is what I have so far this year: TOLKIEN:

genderfluid bisexual Thranduil

Trans Lindir

bi Elrond x ally cishet Celebrian

Lesbian Arwen x Transfem bi Estel

Ace Celebrian

trans aroace Maeglin

Bi4Bi Elrond x Celebrimbor

OC x Thranduil

Closeted gay Elrohir (combining this with an anon request I had for some art honoring those of us who haven't come out yet)

Lesbian Poppy x Nori (TROP)

Curufin x Eol

Achillean Glorfindel x Ecthelion

Xenosexual Luthien

Ace Maedhros (I have two requests for this)

t4t Celrond

t4t Orodreth x Turin

Silvergifting

Trans Haldir

Gondolin OT3 with trans & bi flags

OC x Aragorn (bi4bi)

Curufin x Finrod (bi4bi)

Aroace Ecthelion OR QPR Glorthelion (likely to do the second one first because I'm starved for QPR representation haha)

Genderfluid Elrond

Ace Finarfin

Lesbian Russingon

Bi Isildur (TROP)

Adar x Arondir (TROP)

Daeron/Maglor

THE STORMLIGHT ARCHIVE

(canonically <3) Trans Ral-Na

SPIDERMAN

Octogoblin

GENSHIN IMPACT

Lesbian Jean x Lisa

Pride Request Guidelines

A NOTE: some of these are requests from the same person. If you have already sent in a request I will focus on the first request you sent and there is no guarantee I will get to the second. I doubt I will be able to open for second requests at this time because uhhhh there's a lot haha.

anything I don't finish I will try to post in August. July is disability PRIDE month (disability awareness is in March) and I do not post pride related things then because pride tends to overshadow it enough as it is, and as a disabled person myself it's important to me that I don't participate in that <3

[tathrin]

💜 a crack ship! :)

[from these asks]

omg okay so I think I'm contractually obligated at this point to say Thranduil/Finrod for this one.

I did not mean to start shipping them; I was just being helpful! Then somehow I ended up here. Thinking about them far too much. Working on the logistics, the familial relationships, the way that Finrod Felagund would be so fucking delighted to have a dwarf in the family...the way he and Galadriel would compete over Gimli once he finally comes to Aman; the way the Valar, who loved Finrod so much that they put him on the express train to re-embodiment, would surely bend the rules to let Finrod's son bring his dwarf to the Undying Lands, wouldn't they...

The way Legolas "only 105 of you versus three of us? yeah you bet your ass I'll shoot you in the face for threatening my dwarf!" Thranduilion so very much takes after his father Finrod "threaten my mortal? okay I'll just kill your werewolf with my fucking teeth then" Felagund, doesn't he?

The way Gimli is going to lose his shit when he realizes that his adorably awkward idiot elf boyfriend is related not just to Finrod fucking Felagund, favorite elf of all dwarves, but to the Lady Galadriel her own fucking self! Legolas why didn't you tell me sooner, I am freaking out what do you mean I'm not related by marriage to Galadriel herself OH MY MAHAL—!

The way Thranduil spent so many years fighting back the very same Shadow that took his beloved Finrod from him; the way he learned to resent but never to hate Finrod's dear sister (the way they both blamed each other for Finrod's death in the dark, even though they knew the other wasn't really to blame) for how she let Melian's Girdle fall (she never could have held it...or could she?) and never lifted a finger to help Greenwood (he couldn't have borne asking and anyway she would have refused...wouldn't she?) until the very end...

The way Thranduil was always so careful to present his son as a "mere wood-elf," just another "more dangerous, less wise" scion of the Woodland Realm, with no claim to that blood-stained Noldor Crown and the devastation it carried...and how he couldn't help wondering all along if Finrod would hate him for it.

[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

I would love to request a dominate NSFW one shot with Finrod and Thranduil with a fem human reader. Like maybe Finrod comes back like Glorfindel did and he settles in Mirkwood or something.

I hope this serves. And thank you for the idea of Finrod in Mirkwood. This has given me inspiration for fics involving Finrod and Mirkwood.

"Shared pleasures”

Pairing: Finrod x Thranduil x Fem. Reader (Human / Second Person POV)

Themes: Smut (Lemon)

Warnings: Kissing | Dom (Thranduil & Finrod) and Sub (reader) aspects | Explicit language | Breath play | Orgasm denial | Praise Kink | Breeding Kink | Size kink | Penetrative sex  | Rough Sex | Oral (fem. receiving | male receiving) | Cream pie

Wordcount: 1.3k words

Summary: You accept Thranduil and Finrod’s offer to spend the night with them.

Rating: 🔥🔥🔥 Minors DNI | 18+

Rules and tag form here.  

It was a night of many dark and wanton acts. 

"Such a sweet songbird, is she not?" Thranduil glanced at his companion, a golden-haired elf living in Mirkwood for nearly half a year. 

"She most certainly is." Finrod, the elf spoken of in stories and legends, agreed. "Perhaps we should get her to sing a little more."

The Elvenking's lips possessed yours before you could even speak. It was a slow, languorous kiss, one that was filled with sweet promises. A hand gripped your chin, pulling you the other way. The kiss that followed was more teeth and tongue. The grip on your chin tightened. It was Finrod. You opened your eyes and found a pair of burning blue orbs staring right back at you, as if wanting to devour you. 

Finrod had been tainted by the beast he slew with his bare hands and teeth at Tol-in-Gaurhoth. Its blood left a mark he had to bear during his return to Middle-earth. Only when he returned to Valinor for all time would this taint be removed. He pulled away, the light in his eyes dimming a little. He did not want to go too far and hurt you. 

"Go on, little bird," he urged, "attend the king."

You turned to the king, anticipation coursing through your veins. Thranduil's kiss was soft and gentle, one that invited submission. Sinful lips that tasted of honey and wine opened over yours. You sighed and slipped your arms around his shoulders, whimpering when he palmed the soft swell of your breasts. He teased, gently at first, before pressing harder and harder. 

Soft, ragged gasps made him groan. He dipped his head, eager to taste. The sensation of his tongue along the expanse of your skin made you cry wantonly and arch into him. Finrod was intoxicated by the sound.  

"You are a little songbird," He cooed, watching and listening, stroking himself, eager for his turn. When Thranduil moved lower, leaving a damp trail all over your body, he took his chance and kissed you again.

His was a kiss that demanded submission instead of merely asking for it. It was violent and bruising and left you wanting for air. Finrod wrapped his hand around your throat, squeezing gently every few moments. The pleasure of it all—him controlling your every breath and Thranduil’s lips settling over your clit was too much. You moaned again, deeply, and repeatedly. Thranduil pushed his tongue deep inside, fucking you with it one moment, then running it flat against your slit another moment. You could barely think. Your nails dug into the sheets, threatening to rip into them when jolts of pleasure licked up your spine. You were close, so very close. You could hear Thranduil’s grunts now. He rested his arm over your belly to stop you from squirming. He feasted on the warmth of your flesh and the sweetness that spilled onto his lips and tongue. It was slow and sensual, just as you would expect it to be. Your hands released their deathlike grip on the sheets and glided over silver-gold hair. Thranduil moaned when he felt the tips of your fingers grazing his scalp.

"I could spend all day like between your legs," he whispered, his eyes flicking up to yours. "Truly, little bird. I cannot get enough of how wonderful you taste."

He eagerly dipped again, bringing you closer and closer with each flick of his tongue. But Thranduil was in no rush. As soon as you began to tremble, your babbles peppering the air, he pulled away with parting kisses to the insides of your thighs.

The sensation of being brought so close and then denied was overwhelming. You were given no moment to gather yourself. Finrod moved over you, taking over where Thranduil left off.

"Spread those legs," he ordered. "And keep your eyes on me."

You did as he commanded. His eyes burned bright when your arms held onto his back and your legs rested over his hips.

 There would be no tenderness with him, not when the mark of the beast reared its head and overtook him. Finrod’s lips captured yours in a heated frenzy. He growled softly when your nails dug into his flesh. It undid him, and he dove into your core without warning, filling you up completely.

"You were made for me," he hissed while thrusting. "You were made for us. Say it, little bird." 

You willingly echoed his words. "I am made for you… the both of you."

Finrod chuckled wickedly. Thranduil pulled you in for a kiss. His lips and tongue still tasted of you. Finrod pulled out of you and flipped you onto your stomach, making it all the easier. He lifted your hips and took you from behind, moaning with delight when your cunt clenched around his cock. You propped yourself on your elbows, whimpering every time he pulled his hips back and pushed in, when he grabbed onto your hand and gently pulled on it so he could go deeper. He was big. So big. Pain mingled with pleasure every time he sheathed his cock in your cunt.

"There my lord," you mewled when he found that place that gave you unimaginable pleasure. "Right there my lord... oh my stars!" 

Thranduil pulled you up until you were on your hands and knees. He wanted to do more than just watch. 

"Open that pretty little mouth; I want to fuck it." He caressed your cheek with one hand, holding it firmly while he guided his cock into your open mouth. When he moaned, "You are such a pleasure to use," shivers went down your spine.

This was what you wanted—all of what you wanted. Thranduil and Finrod made it plain over supper that they intended to ruin you this night; all you had to do was say the word, and they would see to the rest. You had caught their eye while serving them, and they wished to know more of you. Whatever you wanted them to do, they would do. It thrilled you. Having two high elven lords ask you, a mortal no less, to share pleasures with them was something you had never even dreamed of. You agreed to their terms. When you did not care for something, all you had to do was say it, and they stopped without complaint. And now…

Now you did not want either of them to stop.

Finrod’s nails dug into your skin. He wanted to fill you with his seed. It was all he could think of the entire time. He went deeper and harder and faster, growing drunk on skin slapping against skin. His muscles coiled. Sweet tension grew in his belly as need whipped at him like new coils. One hard thrust and that sweet tension snapped. Finrod grunted when his orgasm ripped through him. He continued fucking you until your own release overcame you, groaning every time he felt your cunt milk his cock.

Thranduil was just as relentless. He relished the feel of your lips around his cock and your tongue running along his shaft. He felt the tension building within him. He was close. He wanted nothing more than to spill his seed in your mouth. He pulled on your hair and threw his head back, mouth open in a half-moan, half-whimper. Warmth washed over your tongue when he came.

"Swallow," he ordered, his voice thick and hoarse. "Good, little bird."

You felt strangely empty when they pulled out of you and laid you in bed. Your body was still humming when Finrod rested against you, his nose buried in your hair. You could only sigh dreamily when he mumbled sweet praises in your ear. He told how proud he was of you, praised you for listening and doing all that was asked of you. Thranduil left the bed and brought you water, whispering soothing words while you drank. He joined the two of you not long after.

They asked you to join them again the next night, the night after that, and the night after that. You had only one answer. Yes. 

[eunoiaastralwings]

Can I get headcanons on how elves flirt in general or court someone they have a crush on? I'm assuming it's not like how humans do, since they are wise and fairer than most other races. 💘

How Elves Crush/Flirt or Being in Love ft. my original characters

pairing elves x reader (separate)

a/n I put many elves as I possibly could - added my ocs too (in italics). I may have changed it up a little - sorry it just flowed. As always I love for you @theladyvanya for helping me out with characters I haven’t written before

HOPELESS ROMANTICS: Sings songs or dedicates poetry or make handcrafted ornaments or trinkets to win you over - something made their with love and admiration for you. Sometimes stumbles when speaking to you. Showers you with compliments daily - although nervous. Brings flowers or handcrafted delicate hair clip pieces. Hair is important to very elf - but they would make it romantic, if even gifting giving is not your style. They makes things special and mark every little occasion and make it romantic. Basically they show their love to through gifts.

Maglor, Finrod, Nerdanel, Celebrian, Arwen, Galadriel, Celeborn, Fingon, Idril, Ecthelion, Míriel, Aredhel, Pre-Oath Maedhros, Fingolfin, Finarfin, Glorfindel, Lúthien, Beleg, Dior Lúthriel, Cóloniélë

THE OBLIVOUSLY OBVIOUS TO GIFT GIVERS: They are really head over heels in love without you - they are usually very stubborn act stern around most. But the moment you walk through that door, it like you ground them - suddenly whatever stress, frustration or anger they felt melted away with the site of you. They think they are being completely oblivious - but the stares and the visually relaxing of their stress-filled bodies, or how they speak to with the utmost care trying to throw in a few nice words here or there, that speaks volumes to others. They do not know show to show proper affection - or it would take time to learn so instead they showers you with gifts once they have come to terms with their feelings - once the gifts come in they will not stop until you tell them it is too much xD

Caranthir, Erestor, Thranduil, Feanor, Haldir, Feanor, Curufin, Argon, Post-Angband Maedhros, Ixalië

HELPLESSY AND HOPELESSY IN LOVE IDIOTS: The cannot make one sentence out correctly to their crush. They try to be discreet but it never goes as plans - easily when other elves easily point it out. They are blushing mess trying to speak with you. Sometimes they try the way of becoming your secret admirer - trying to build up their courageous through sweet little notes it trinkets, before they try and confess to you. They will stumble and fall over their words - embarrassed and flustered - they might try and make a run for it but hold on to them please.

Lindir, Maeglin, Caranthir, Finarfin, Penlod, Amrod, Amras, Beleg, Cala, Lúthriel

THE CONFIDENT ONES: They can be real flirts - yes the smirking, winking, innuendo jokes and all. They are not ashamed or embarrassed to flirt with you - but rather confident in their feeling of wanting to make you theirs. They try and snatch you up fast too as they are afraid of others trying to whisk you away - the faster your heart belongs to them the better. They will make it very obvious they are interest in you so - except lots of PDA when trying to flirt with you, especially when you fall hard and fast.

Celegorm, Egalmoth, Elladan, Elrohir, Amrod, Amras, Glorfindel, Rog, Angrod, Valinor!Quildalótien

AFRAID TO FALL IN LOVE AGAIN: They are truly and utterly in love with you - but they are afraid of the feeling of love or falling in love again. Especially if you are a mortal - they either cannot give up their immortality and watch you pass away or gain mortality and leave behind their family - but if they are from a high rank family or already have children unfortunately they would need to choose the former and it the hardest choice they ever had to make. They are afraid of getting their heartbroken again - please cherish and love them for as long as you can. While crushing on you - they are very overprotective of you and thats how you will know - perhaps an argument breaks out where they have been bottling it all up. They need to know where you are all times to keep themselves sane too. Their overprotectiveness speaks for their lover for you. They are also afraid to put you in danger by being involved romantically with them.

Turgon, Caranthir, Elrond, Haldir, Nerdanel, Amrod, Celebrimbor, Fingolfin, Fingon, Post-Angband Maedhros, Ecthelion, Míriel, Dior, Beleg, Argon, Aegnor, Middle Earth!Quildalótien, Cóloniélë, Cala

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Dictionary of the weirder things I sometimes say.

It's ok to send asks (more or less about Tolkien, let's keep this blog on topic), I will more likely answer than not. It's ok to comment even if the post is old.

If something that I wrote contradicts the canon, and I seem not to be aware of it, I would prefer to be informed (politely) of this fact.

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Tolkien

The Great Reread

Proper-ish writing (Silm fanfics)

Ao3 in general

Steve the intern Maia / Ao3 - comedy, Mandos, Darkening

Amandil / Ao3 - sad/estel, fall of Numenor

Irrational / Ao3 - fluff + math + music + nature of Men, kidnap fam

Blood, red like fire / Ao3 - ominous, Feanor's mother, pregnancy

WIP fic with early Melkor PoV (3rd person but it still counts)

Athrabeth Finrod ah Ilmare - fluff + astronomy + well it's Finrod so of course he asks Big Questions

War of Wrath, they shall name it - Manwë character study, somewhat sad

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(yes, you can use those, credit me if you quote more or less directly)

Some original Maiar, feel free to use

Crack taken seriously the um… very personal edition? (includes fangirling and Blue Wizards)

Nerdanel could but would she? (I hate Feanor less now, ignore the tag a bit)

Synopsis of “how I would do Third Age Sauron redemption fic (second part of interconectednss. It starts with Saruman not being a jerk. It may end on the world ending. Or not.)

Very AU: Melkor ok, Aule and Yavanna bad but opposing each other.

So, you want to canonize Tauriel? Here’s how.

Maglor in Numenor (it ends better than you’d expect)

I’m not a shipper, but Aredhel

yeet the Ring into space (not a very original idea)

I don’t write real people fics, but

Nobilis/Silm: Feanorians

Consider: A “ghost of Feanor in LotR” fanfic, but instead of, say, Elrond, it is Gimli who can perceive the ghost. (Literally just this. Plus some tags and discussion below post.)

Rework of Beren and Luthien, keeping the early idea of "C&C are helpful", but compatible with the rest of the canon.

Long reblog chain (partially mine) ending with Maedhros with undead Fingon as his hand (lierally).

If Osse went evil

Feanorians should go to a theater

Celegorm humts in his dreams

underexplored topic of Celebrimbor-Annatar discussions: the Feanorian… well, the whole thing about them, Oath and Darkness and all that.

discussions of greek mythology/Silm exchange program (Morgoth for Hermes) (see all the reblogs, there are good ideas there!)

a lot of "what-ifs" about Feanor not doing one of the questionable things he did (for different ones) (below cut)

Morgoth&Sauron as Polish fairytale devils (I wish I could draw this)

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Badly made Morgoth on a cake 

Spiders! Luthien! Also, Miriel! And more spiders!  (source of this idea)

SmurFingolfin

cursed poll-haired Thranduil

Sauron goo in a jar

Morgoth as a red canary

Feanor in the Void ;)

gecko!Glaurung

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the Oath of Feanor as a snake-thing

Feanorian-ish coloring pages: 1, 2, colored eldritch!Oath!knot

Melkor|Morgoth through the Ages + some bonus (tag, not a single post)

why goatee looks stupid on Melkor|Morgoth

kind of tutorial for easy Silmarils / light in graphics software

small Valar in a circle

Feanorian floor tiles (set of tiling patterns)

Ossë

candles&moths

Eonwë in pajamas

Emu with a Silmaril (great crack talk in reblogs)

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You know you think too much about Nobilis when…

“wyrd” ws “weird”

numbers

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You don’t FR a Mimic

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grammar rant 

another

first one

The words "prodigy" and "prodigal" are not related.

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Silm September 2024

September is a busy month for me, and I'll be on holiday...

BUT, for what it's worth, I'll try to get a few of these in!

Fire - Silvergifting - Drabble

I want you cause we’re both insane - Finrod x Maglor - 115

Chains - Maedhros x Sauron - Drabble

Open me up - Finarfin x Eärwen - Drabble

Power Dynamics - Haleth x Caranthir - 105

Now come and fuck me, baby - Melkor x Mairon - Drabble

Stars - Varda x Nienna - Double Drabble

The innocence is gone - Melian x Thingol - Drabble

Butt plugs - Erestor x Glorfindel - Drabble

In the most biblical sense, I am beyond repentance - Maedhros x Fingon - Double Drabble

Mutual Masturbation - Aredhel x Celegorm - Drabble

I want your leather studded kiss - Oromë x Celegorm - Drabble

Scars - Nerdanel & Anairë & Eärwen - Drabble

I drink the honey inside your hive - Aulë x Yavanna - Double Drabble

Outdoor sex - Nerdanel x Anairë - Triple Drabble

And I don't care what you say, I want to go too far - Finrod x Turgon - Drabble

Hidden Identity - Maglor x Daeron - Drabble

I try to talk refined for fear that you might find out how I’m imagining you - Fëanor x Nerdanel - Double Drabble

Seed - Curufin x fem!OC - Drabble

Darling, you're so pretty it hurts. - Finrod x Celegorm - Double Drabble

Ritual Sex - Galadriel x Celeborn - Drabble

Canine teeth in the side of my neck - Thranduil x Finrod - Drabble

Feathers - Gothmog x Eönwë - Drabble

And I run for miles just to get a taste - Aredhel x Thuringwethil - Drabble

Worship - Fëanor x Fingolfin - Double Drabble

Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots - Irmo x Estë - Drabble

Harem - Fingon x Sons of Fëanor - Drabble

My hands are shaking from holding back from you - Idril x Maeglin - Drabble

Biting/Bitemarks - Finwë x Thingol - Drabble

I burst into flames so brilliantly - Maedhros x Fingon - Drabble