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sotwk · 3 months

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Girl!

*slams hands on table*

Hear me out:

Cocoa is probably a crop that exists in Middle-Earth despite this place being created based on Eurasia, because we know corn exists (Lembas bread), and chocolate is a candy that was invented thanks to a method of hydraulic press that squeezes the cocoa butter out of roasted cocoa almonds, allowing the remaining cocoa to be powdered and remixed with the butter to make chocolate, and considering how elves, orcs, dwarves and many other folks had methods of pressing grains, and how Middle-Earth has areas close to deserts which would allow the growth of cocoa...

Does that mean chocolates exist on Middle-Earth, which means Thranduil could have eaten chocolate! Which begs the question:

Did he ever try chocolate? If yes, did he like it? If no, would he have liked it if he did? I ask cuz chocolates are great to eat with wine!

Thank for making a case for chocolate existing in Middle-earth! I agree that it is one of those "exotic" delicacies that would have been discovered (the cocoa bean) and created by one of the Middle-earth races. Personally, I see it as something being innovated by the race of Men, likely the Dunedain or perhaps even Numenor.

Under the rule of Thranduil, the Woodland Realm had a lively trade with the kingdoms of Men in the first millennium of the Third Age, so they absolutely would have imported chocolate (among many other goods), and eventually even developed their own versions of it. In the SotWK AU, the Woodland elves' love for food rivals that of hobbits and dwarves. (See my HC post about Food in the Woodland Realm)

Would Thanduil have liked chocolate, and the other "innovative" sweets you mentioned in your two other Asks? (here comes the SotWK AU opinion:)

Thranduil doesn't have much of a sweet tooth. He prefers savory flavors, and this matches his preference for dry wine over sweet wine.

Chocolate: Thranduil does enjoy it, but only to an extent. He usually only eats it when it is served as part of the dessert course during special occasions. However, chocolates are frequently used as special gifts from the royal family to their friends, including their subjects.

Marshmallow: Likely another invention from Men, I see marshmallows as an ingredient added to cakes, pastries, drinks, and other sweet foods. I don't see it as something Elves would eat on its own, since they consider it much too sweet anyway (like all forms of candy).

Cotton candy/candy floss: I imagine this was something devised by the Hobbits of the Shire, which means the Woodland Realm likely did not encounter it until the latter part of the Third Age. Perhaps even it was Bilbo himself who introduced it to the Elvenking during one of his visits to the Shire! Thranduil's verdict? A rather vile confection, but very amusing!

Bonus SotWK HC: So who did like candy in Thranduil's family? Prince Turhir Thranduilion was well-known for having an adventurous palette; he was willing to eat anything (apart from the obvious "don't eat" animals, of course), and he found enjoyment even in extreme flavors and textures, including sugary treats that most Elves found too sweet. (It's also fun imagining a behemoth, stern-faced elf-lord eating mini marshmallows and tufts of pink candy floss, hanging out with kids.)

Thank you for the Ask, my friend, and for providing all this wonderful food history information!

#sotwk answers #sotwk headcanon #thranduil #the hobbit #tolkien #mirkwood elves #greenwood the great #thranduil headcanon #sotwk oc #turhir thranduilion

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conversacomsmaug · 2 months

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Os Ecos da Esperança - Capítulo 1 - De Volta ao Lar (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1423841762-os-ecos-da-esperan%C3%A7a-cap%C3%ADtulo-1-de-volta-ao-lar?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=RussNaty Sinopse: Após a Batalha dos Cinco Exércitos em Erebor e a morte de Thorin, a vida continua em Erebor e Dale e com ajuda do Reino do Rei Élfico Thranduil, prosperam. Até mesmo uma certa elfa ruiva, mesmo com dificuldade, mas ganhando forças de onde ela nunca imaginou, segue em frente. Na sombra da Guerra do Anel, Thanduil, Rei da Floresta das Trevas, enfrenta seu maior desafio. Enquanto a escuridão ameaça engolir a Terra-média, ele não só deve comandar seu exército para a batalha, mas também proteger seu coração contra a perda e a traição. Tauriel, sua capitã, luta com a dualidade do amor e do dever. Entre as cinzas da guerra, poderá o amor encontrar a luz? Angst/ romance/ queima lenta/ Pós BOTFA Thrandiel Haverá Legolas, Feren, Galion, Elrond, Gandalf, Aragorn, Celeborn, Bard entre outros.

#amizade #angst #elvenking #fantasia #florestadastrevas #mirkwood #queimalenta #romance #slowburn #tauriel #terra-media #thranduil #fanfic #books #wattpad #amreading

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edensrose · 1 year

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I posted 4,995 times in 2022

That's 3,013 more posts than 2021!

2,366 posts created (47%)

2,629 posts reblogged (53%)

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My Top Posts in 2022:

Thranduil prompt: He witnesses someone ice skating for the first time and he thinks it's magic of some sort since it's a human that he sees "dancing on the ice"

581 notes - Posted March 21, 2022

My mum: don't worry, you'll find love eventually

Me:

My brother: no mum, she's AERODYNAMIC

715 notes - Posted June 25, 2022

Hi, I’ve never requested anything before so I hope this is ok, but can I have a one shot where Thranduil comforts his crying s/o (established relationship please) after finding out that she’s being bullied because maybe she’s human or something

945 notes - Posted March 30, 2022

hi! your writing is absolutely lovely and I'm so captivated all the time!

1,329 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Hey :> Could i please request thanduil/reader smut where reader loses her virginity to him? And he's kinda dominant but also gentle cos its her first time.

1,500 notes - Posted March 31, 2022

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thranduil-ypfanfics · 3 years

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Imagine every time you look towards Thranduil he’s either looking at you or just pretending he wasn’t.

For every 100 notes on an imagine I make a mini fic!

Read it here!

#thranduil imagine #Thranduil #thranduil x reader #imagine #imagine thanduil #the hobbit #keep looking at me #Elvenking

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long-cosmos-overhead · 6 years

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Imagine Thranduil kissing you as deep as elvenly possible

You stirred into consciousness at the light seeping through the window of yours and Thranduil’s shared quarters. The morning grogginess brought fuzziness upon your thoughts, beside you, your beloved king held you in his arms and smiled down at you. Something which was rare.

He shifted, his body now hovering above yours, trapping you in. His silky white hair brushed against your face. “Thranduil-“ You were abruptly cut off by his smooth lips. The reasoning behind his behaviour remained a mystery.

It wasn’t long before he deepened the kiss lifting up your body to meet his. There was no gap between one another. Thranduil made it clear he didn’t want one; you were sure it was impossible to kiss deeper.

His wild untamed side drew back for air giving you time to process what happened. “Why’d you do that?” You breathed wanting more. The smirk still played on his lips. “Because your mine, Y/n, no one else’s.”

#the hobbit #thranduil #thanduil x reader #the hobbit imagine #thranduil imagines #king thranduil #gif #kisses #fluff

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averil-of-fairlea · 4 years

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How do you think thanduil would handle a catatonic reader- being through a tramatic experience and is wide awake-but unresponsive to his prodding

Hey @beatriceshadowmarvel2. I don’t think Thranduil would prod. I believe he would speak, in a low, gentle tone, and reassure the person that he would always be there. I can imagine him summoning healers and remedies throughout Arda. I can picture him seeking out medicinal salves and teas from every race. I can hear him telling engaging Elven tales to the reader. I can imagine him reciting poetry and quietly singing - all efforts to rouse a response. He would do everything in his power to help.

#thranduil #the hobbit #questions #followers

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sassy-imagines · 5 years

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Masterlist 2.0

Supernatural:

Sam and Dean - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158630488950

Castiel - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172000128812

Sam, Dean, and Charlie - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172035859302

Dean - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172070192524

Crowley - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172104375606

Castiel - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/172138799909

Lucifer - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174469787059/imagine

Bright:

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/173687858789/imagine

Tikka and Leilah - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174358384574/imagine

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174405668640/imagine

Leilah and Tikka - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174437885435/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174501494126/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174567880380/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174854980949/imagine

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175207191058/imagine

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175241503771/imagine

Nick, Ward, and Tikka - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175274987785/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175289055504/imagine

Kandomere - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175375288871/imagine

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178416907688

Nick - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187645174030

Sherlock:

Johnlock - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158114135105/havent-seen-season-4-yet-so-if-this-makes-no

Mycroft - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158355978667/gif-not-mine

Lord of the Rings:

Gigolas - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/160912269212/gif-not-mine

Elrond - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162376469359

Gandalf - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162438388563/top-gif-belongs-to-anunexspectedhotdwarf

Gimli and Aragorn - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162513681739

Legolas - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162632469139

Gandalf - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178112320941

Legolas and Gimli - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187467666028

Merry and Pippin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188387597031

Harry Potter:

Ron - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158551209880

Ron and Snape - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158706257005

Luna - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174533880338/imagine

Hagrid - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178078878805

Ginny - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178146682054

Viktor - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178250171801

Mad Eye Moody - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178382019999

Molly, Luna, Ginny, and Hermione - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178450244331

Draco and Ginny - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187443923688

Hermione and Luna - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187578252406

Wolfstar - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434392569

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them:

Newt - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178348552017

Percival - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178483086860

Jacob - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178513967304

Stranger Things:

Barb - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178182331748

Star Wars:

Kylo - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158154987602/little-did-he-know-you-were-just-reading

Poe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434399144

Star Trek:

Chekov - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/186142759672

The Hobbit:

Smaug - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158668774396/the-gif-kinda-looks-like-smaug-is-saying-la-la

Fili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/160887172114/gif-belongs-to-anunexspectedhotdwarf

Legolas, Tauriel, and Thanduil - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/160950850966

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/160987841878

Thorin and Bilbo - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162399695034/gif-belongs-to-ladyoakensheilds

Thorin, Dwalin,k and Ori - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162475976631

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162553752191

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162593519886

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162671862400

Nori - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162711057991

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162748826602

Nori and Dwalin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162787001068

Thorin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162866887717

Thandruil - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162903790657

Kili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/163757232426

Thorin’s Company - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171805726579

Thorin’s Company - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174600458932/imagine

Thorin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174632580604/imagine

Bombur - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174822871730/imagine

Ori - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178011326017/ori-stroking-his-braids-when-hes-trying-to-calm

Bifur - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178045186695/being-the-only-one-to-truly-understand-bifur-and

Ori - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185555246719/imagine

Fili - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185566118797/imagine

Thorin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185589183865/imagine

Bofur - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185611145416/imagine

Dwalin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185633391276/imagine

Bilbo - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185657224342/imagine

Thorin’s Company - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185681263530/imagine

Thorin’s Company - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434394219

Twilight:

Leah - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174664301417/imagine

Seth and Leah - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174695465939/imagine

Paul - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174725810056/imagine

Paul - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174757260281/imagine

The Pack - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/174790459882/imagine

Hellboy:

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185704599880

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185727686976

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185750463880

Hellboy and Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185772672545/abe-and-hellboy-fighting-yn-both-both

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185794916710/abe-i-like-what-youve-done-with-your-hair-yn

Abe - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/186118521952

Hellboy - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187556287580

X-Men:

Logan - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158195118972/if-this-reminds-anyone-of-one-of-my-earlier

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158477194050

Kurt - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171866967614

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171966189871

Hank - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187490568035

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434397864

Daredevil:

Matt - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158314874819

Avengers:

Loki - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158234412612/i-think-everyone-would-say-fuck-it-and-let-him

Maria - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158273842402

Natasha - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158397078822

Natasha - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158438530346/also-imagine-being-this-badass-everyone-is-afraid

Sam, Bucky, and Steve - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158590418734

Steve and Bucky - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158743380622

Thor - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161096612764

Tony - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161131165076

Tony - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161166981846

Tony - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161204581708

Tony - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161243915119

Tony and Thor - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161281610269

Thunderscience - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162942934572

Steve and Bucky - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/163718536429

Thunderscience - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/163795370188

Tony, Steve, and Bucky - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/163832320168

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171933458248

Deadpool:

Wade - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161319058980/gif-belongs-to-voldie

Wade - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162982077245

Guardians of the Galaxy:

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158514406063

Peter - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171900356939

Rocket and Groot - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188434395994

Black Panther:

T’challa - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/158779677221/art-is-mine-do-not-steal-or-repost-without

Gotham:

Oswald - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161024433098

Oswald and Zsasz - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161356053452

Oswald - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/162827211173

Zsasz - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175308390980/imagine

Zsasz - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/175342088925/imagine

Harvey and Oswald - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178216495340

Harvey - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187534887234

Oswald - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188429053328

Oswald and Ed - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/188408448995

Doctor Who:

Tardis - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/161060842771

Suicide Squad:

Killer Croc - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178316189763

Harley - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187513100489

Killer Croc - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187734157429

The Walking Dead:

Daryl - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/178283422655

Wonder Woman:

Wonder Woman - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/171833028249

Kingsman:

Merlin - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/185464368649/imagine

Once Upon a Time:

Hook - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187601056553

Hook - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187623235336

John Wick:

John - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187667088102

John - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187689258393

John - https://sassy-imagines.tumblr.com/post/187711063961

#masterlist #update

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theimaginesyouneveraskedfor · 7 years

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At Your Service ~Epilogue~

Part One ~ Part Two ~ Part Three ~ Part Four ~ Part Five ~ Part Six ~ Part Seven ~ Part Eight ~ Part Nine

The dawn was breaking over the trees which lined the horizon. Hazy blue streaked with amber streamed in through the balcony doors, lending a celestial glow to the chamber. You had been awake for an hour, sat at the vanity as you stared into the mirror listlessly. You were still adjusting to life as noblewoman. Not just any noblewoman but the queen!

Many would have been lost in the fantasy of it, the disbelief of having an entire realm at their feet, but all it did was terrify you. You had only ever been told what to do, not the other way around. You sat in only your shift, your hair still tangled and eyes puffy with fatigue. You recalled the day before which had you so restless.

The king had been anxious to reveal your secret nuptials to his subjects and thus presented you as queen to a bewildered court. In a gown he had chosen for you, you stepped forward as he guided you by your hand and smiled at the masses whom you were certain despised you. How could Mirkwood ever bow to a commoner?

“Melamin,” Thranduil’s groggy voice came as he slid from beneath the covers, his movement in the mirror startling you from your apprehensions, “What has you awake so early?”

“Don’t,” You hissed at his endearment, “I will not bear the rest of our days together with such sickening sentimentality.”

“My wife,” He purred and he pulled his fingers gently through your mussed hair, “My queen. You’re as grim as the day we first met.”

“It wasn’t so long ago,” You grumbled as you grimaced into the mirror, “Tell me you did not think me a fairer elf. One more congenial.”

“You are exactly as I dreamt you were,” He kissed the top of your head, looking at your reflection with a smile, “Though as obstinate as ever.”

“Mmm,” You frowned, standing carefully so that you did not collide with him, “I should go fetch breakfast—”

“You will do no such thing,” He caught your arm before you could pass him, “You are no longer a servant, Y/N. You will get use to it in time. There is a whole kingdom to serve you.”

“I can serve myself,” You insisted, “Don’t you ever want to do anything for yourself?”

“There are many things that only I can do,” He tilted his head, “But my life does not always allow me time for those more tedious tasks.”

“What is my life to be? I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“Y/N, if you are the same bullheaded servant I fell in love with, which I know you are, you will be a fine queen. Do not doubt yourself,” He brought his hand up, tracing his fingers along the crook of your neck, “Now, you stay and get dressed and I shall fetch breakfast…I’ll have a new servant for us by the week’s end and then you can cease to worry about such doldrum.”

“Funny, a servant ordering around another servant,” You chuckled dryly.

“A queen,” Thranduil corrected you, pecking your lips gently, “Now, if you would excuse me. It’s been ages since I’ve ventured to the kitchens.”

With that, the silver haired king pulled on a thick dressing robe and slipped into a pair of velvet slippers, disappearing beyond the immense doors. You sighed as you looked around the royal chambers and they appeared even more daunting. How was it that you were less intimidated when you little more than a servant?

You crossed to the armoire and opened the doors with dread. Thranduil had had it reorganized with your new wardrobe which he had hastily commissioned and more gowns arrived by the day. You had pleaded with him that you did not need such finery but you knew you could not continue to wear the cornflower skirts of your service.

You chose the plainest gown you could find. A lilac so pale it was nearly grey, high-necked and with only a swirl of embroidery around the cuffs. The rest were too fanciful for your taste. Lustrous gold silk, rosy pink satin, and deep red velvet. You could not imagine yourself wearing such frippery for the rest of your life. Even upon your debut at court, you had felt misplaced in the pristine silver charmeuse.

You returned to the vanity, combing your hair smooth before pinning it high on your head, with only a single strand loose around your face. You smiled meekly at your reflection. It was as simple as you could get away with. You went through the routine of dressing, clean shift, corset, gown, stockings, slippers. By the time you finished, Thranduil was kicking at the door.

You opened it to reveal the king struggling to keep his wares aloft. You took the tray from him with a shake of your head and led him inside. You placed it upon the table and felt a pinch through the thick cotton of your skirts.

“You look wonderful, melamin,” He watched as you sat in a chair, leaning an arm against the table with a yawn, “But I think you’re missing a certain something.”

He swept over to his night table, reaching inside the drawer and bringing forth a sparkling silver necklace. It was as if he had taken stars from the very sky and strung them together. He crossed to you and clasped it around your neck from behind. “Thanduil, you shouldn’t have. I can’t—”

“You can,” He insisted and rounded to look at you, “I would suggest you let your hair down but I would not take away from the beauty of the necklace…and yourself.”

“Thranduil, you are about to spoil my appetite,” You kidded as you removed the lid of the tray, “So sit, before it is gone entirely.”

You had excused Thranduil to his kingly business, all too familiar with the banality of royalty. Your own would call to you in time but your first event with the ladies of Mirkwood would not be until the morrow. The king had suggested you explore the kingdom as queen, get to know those parts of it barred to you as a servant. You had accepted the invitation, though you only truly intended to visit the gardens.

As you passed the great hall, you heard voices from within, one in particular which sent a pang of guilt through you. You peeked through the doorway, Lord Nethon at the centre of the massive chamber, a scroll unfolded in his hands, and Evin at his elbow. The trestles which would be used for the feast were against the walls and the young noble seemed overwhelmed at the task before him. Only a few days left before the solstice banquet he had been deemed responsible for because of you.

“Lord Nethon,” You stepped inside, daring to cross the chamber towards him despite Evin’s dark glare, “I suppose you’re preparing for the feast.”

“I am,” He sighed, “But I fear it’ll be a disappointment, your majesty.”

“Oh, please, none of that ‘majesty’ nonsense,” You still felt awkward at the title, “And don’t be so cynical, I am sure it will all turn out. You’re smart and more than capable.”

“It just…” He glanced around himself, “So dreary in here. We were just trying to figure out which lamps to use.”

“Yes, it is rather dank for a summer celebration,” You followed his gaze to the darkened corners, “Oh, may I make a suggestion, my lord?”

“Please do,” He said eagerly.

“Why don’t you hold the banquet in the gardens? The king is actually quite fond of them, you know?” The idea blossomed in your head, “The spring has seen the flowers lush and the servants are ever vigilant in their care…I should know.”

The young lord laughed, but not conceitedly. It was a cordial chuckle, one of genuine amusement and comradery. He was the first to make you feel no less than the queen you were, aside from your husband. Evin, who listened with obvious disapproval, still looked upon you as little more than a stable hand. The heat of his glare was starting to prick at you.

“Oh, what a novel idea,” Nethon exclaimed, “I never ever—you’re so smart. And I daresay, you’ve taken well to your new role.”

“Please, I’ve yet to attune myself to the pandering of my subjects,” You chided modestly, “Come, I’ve got the perfect place in mind.”

“Your majesty,” He bowed his head and offered his arm as you guided him out of the great hall. Evin followed a few steps behind as befitted his station and it was almost tempting to smirk back at him in triumph. As much as you disliked the elf, it would unseemly to be boastful.

You soon found yourself in the gardens, a sense of nostalgia flowing through you. It felt like it had been an eternity since you had last been there; kneeling in the dirt as you pruned roses and pulled weeds. You wished now that you had a pair of shears so that you could refine the stray leaves and branches.

“Just around here,” You assured Nethon as you weaved through the twists and turns of the labyrinthine gardens, “You see,” You released the nobleman and waved your arms towards the large expanse edge by finely trimmed hedges; it was near as spacious as the great hall and far brighter, “The trestles could easily be fit here and the lamps would not need to be lit until later. And we could have bouquets arranged for the tables and they wouldn’t wilt so quickly…Sorry, I do get carried away.”

“No, it’s quite alright,” Nethon smiled, “I never expected you to be so lively…it’s endearing.”

“Right,” You cleared your throat, the compliment catching you off-guard, “Well, it is your banquet. You may do as you wish.”

“I may but it is always wise to take the advice of a queen,” He stepped towards you, bowing his head in deference, “You’re a natural.”

“Mmm,” Evin walked the perimeter of the enclave, “These bushes are thorny. I do not think the court would be eager for such a prickly feast.”

“We can prune them,” You assured him, Nethon standing closer than you would have liked, “We can even hang some banners from them to give them a bit more allure.”

“Another good idea,” Nethon looked down at you and you smiled back before glancing around the gardens, “I suppose you’re quite busy as queen but I would be ever in your debt if you would assist me in my preparations.”

“Not at all,” You were already devising how the tables would be set as you surmised the ground would need to be cleared of twigs and errant leaves, “I would be all too hap—”

“Y/N,” A deep voice called from the far corner, Thranduil revealing himself from behind the wall of hedges, “I thought you may be out here,” He neared, his silver eyes catching Lord Nethon harshly, “Though I wasn’t expecting you to be…accompanied.”

“I was just helping Lord Nethon. We were thinking of having the solstice here,” You announced as Thranduil none so covertly inserted himself between you and the nobleman, “We were thinking it would be a refreshing change.”

“I suppose it would,” Thranduil said dryly as he considered the gardens with indifference, “But I did task Lord Nethon with planning the banquet. You’ve your own duties to worry about.”

“I can do both,” You squinted at him before looking to the two other elves, keenly aware of their silence, “Besides, I am merely helping Lord Nethon…” You turned to the nobleman in question, “If you would excuse myself and the king, he is right. I do have other worries.”

You looked back to Thranduil, giving him a sharp glare which had him wincing. You took his arm and motioned him towards the hedges, wordlessly escorting him to a more isolated inlet. You released his arm once you were assured of your privacy and turned on him, a fire brewing in your chest.

“Did you not tell me to explore, hmm? To find something to busy myself?” You hissed.

“I…did,” He admitted guiltily, “I just, uh, I was surprised to find you with Lord Nethon.”

“Really? Are you still jealous?” You rolled your eyes, planting your feet and setting your hands on your hips, “The last I checked, we were married.”

“Thankfully,” He smiled pathetically and you shook your head, “I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“Well…I never expected an apology,” You allowed, “So, I forgive you, as long as you don’t carry on thus. I’ve enough to fret over as it is.”

“I know,” He neared and took your hand, “How about a walk in the gardens? To forget your troubles?”

“Of course,” You held onto him as he led you down the next path, losing yourself in the medley of flowers which spotted the hedges and the smooth ruffle of leaves beneath the soft summer breeze.

The day of the solstice had arrived and you found yourself enraptured in the final details of the banquet. Lord Nethon had done most of the broader planning but you had taken it upon yourself to arrange the flowers for the ceremony. Several other servants aided you in your work, among them was one of your old Rivendell companions.

Netti had not said a word to you. She had merely bowed her head and focused on stringing together flowers with ribbon. You had hoped she would say anything but she didn’t and you couldn’t think of how to move her to words. Evin was also among the party but he did not but walk the length of the table and glower at the servants.

You were humming as you secured a bundle of stems together but your song was interrupted by the harsh reprimands coming from the overseer. Evin was deriding Netti as she gathered several roses she had dropped. You set aside your own work and neared, kneeling to help her with the mess. She looked at you in surprise and you stood, handing her the flowers with a smile.

“Next time, you’re to the laundries,” Evin warned as he crossed his arms.

“Pardon me,” You lifted your chin, “It was an honest mistake.”

“It’s her third in the last hour,” He huffed, “I am sure you understand that we expect efficiency of our servants.”

“I understand that our servants work hard, most of them anyhow,” You raised your brow defensively, “All I ever see you doing is bossing around others.”

“It is my duty to supervise the staff—”

“But you are still a servant who is quite well compensated for doing less than those he so rudely mistreats,” You countered, “I think, perhaps, if you had any sense of courtesy, the staff would work much better.”

“Ugh,” He scoffed, scowling at you, “Queen for barely a week and you think yourself touched by Eru himself. As I recall you were once a servant, you’ve just the grace to have seduced yourself into the crown.”

“Evin!” Thranduil’s voice boomed from behind you; his habit of sneaking up on you only growing more frequent, “What did you just say to my wife?”

“I-I—” Evin spluttered as he looked between you and the king; your own anger about to burst forth, “My apologies, your majesty, it was—”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses, Evin,” Thranduil’s voice was quiet but frightening, “I have raised you up, I have not been anything but generous in promoting you, and you speak thus to my wife; your queen?” Evin’s eyes widened as he gaped at the irate king. “You don’t owe me an apology, you owe Queen Y/N one.”

“I…of course,” Evin turned to you with humiliation, his shoulders quivering, “I’m sorry, your majesty, I did not mean to offend you.”

“Good,” Thranduil sneered, “Now, go clear your quarters and find yourself a bed in the lower rooms…you’ll be working the laundries from now on.”

The king dismissed Evin with a wave of his hand and turned to you, his expression softening instantaneously. “Melamin, are you alright?”

“I’m fine, Thranduil,” You assured him, “You shouldn’t have been so harsh.”

“I should have banished him,” He swore, “Always the ingrate but effective…or so I thought.” He glanced towards the former overseer’s back as he disappeared behind the stable, “I was just coming to fetch you. You still need to ready yourself for the feast.”

“I have time,” You insisted, your eyes drawn to Netti who still stood beside you, paralysed by the scene which had just occurred. Your lips twitched and idea came over you and you hoped it would make up for the grudge she held you, “And I’ve found myself a handmaid. Netti, she is of Rivendell too and I would be most happy to have her close.”

“Whatever you wish, melamin,” Thranduil accepted as he brushed a loose strand from your forehead, “But we should go prepare for the solstice.”

“You go ahead, I’ll be there shortly,” You kissed his cheek, sending him off reluctantly before turning to Netti who stared at you with confusion. “Look, I know you’re angry at me for whatever reason, and truly, I don’t need a handmaid. But it would be better than being a chambermaid or stable hand. You’ll have your own chamber and you’ll be fed the same as nobles. All you have to do is tolerate me.”

“Really?” She said with wonder, “You would do that for me?”

“Well, I did promise I would try to get you better, didn’t I?” You grinned at her kindly, “Besides, it gets lonely being queen…as it does a servant. So, will you do it?”

“Of course,” She nearly knocked you off your feet as she hugged you, correcting herself and stepping back to bow to you exaggeratedly, “Your majesty.”

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#at your service #series #fic #epilogue #the hobbit #thranduil #miniseries

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If JRRT was an American soldier, imagine the pacifist marching cadences Stephen Colbert would be singing right now.

I DON'T KNOW BUT I'VE BEEN TOLD ELVES GET REALLY FUCKIN' OLD SOUND OFF (ONE, TWO)

I HEARD FROM THE SIMLARIL THAT SAURON WON'T BUT THANDUIL SOUND OFF (ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR)

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All the Help He Needs

Pairing/s: Thorin x fem!reader

Setting/Timeline: After BoTFA, Durins live!AU

Warning(s)/Genre(s): Eating disorder (might trigger), angst, mild fluff

Word Count: 1,059

Requested by an anon.

A/N: Read the warning first before reading, drop an ask if you want to know why I decided to accept the request even thought the topic is very personal and triggering to others and I will be happy to give my answer. But please ask nicely, I am not very fond of people who are outwardly rude.

I also changed the content as I see fit than what was included in the request, only a little bit, and so sorry if it ended up crappy.

The Hobbit tag list: @fizzy-custard, @sdavid09, @life-is-righteous, @igotanaddixon, @fromthedeskoftheraven, @deepestfirefun, @dreamsofrivendell

Masterlist: HERE

“Why have not she mention anything?!”

“Uncle, please calm down.”

“How could I even calm down when no one even noticed of (Y/N)’s condition?!” Thorin bellows, making Kili shrink further in his sits and Dwalin getting rigid by his side.

It has come to Thorin’s attention, now King Under the Mountain of the reclaimed Kingdom of Erebor, that the Company’s only maiden is, in fact, not feeling well for as long as the start of their Quest, perhaps she has not been feeling well even before the start of the Quest.

It has also come to their knowledge that (Y/N) was very adamant in not letting anyone fret over her. Thus concealing her condition to all members of the Company until one afternoon when Thorin noticed her protruding cheekbones and alarmingly thin physique as she assisted Oin in their daily duties as Erebor’s healers and apothecaries.

Thus Thorin arranged an emergency meeting with the members of the Company in the seclusion of his private study.

“Uncle, you need to calm down,” Fili says, also worried of their Company’s maiden and her worsening condition, “you won’t be able to think straight if you let your anger get to you.”

“Gloin, did your brother tell you anything?” Thorin eventually sighs, sinking into his chair before addressing the red-haired dwarrow, “(Y/N) has been with him most of the time, surely he must have noticed her physique.”

Gloin shakes his head, “unfortunately not, Thorin. I may ‘ave noticed her to be thinner ‘dan before, but I ‘tink it is because of ‘de over’ol stress of ‘de journey ‘dat made ‘de lassie look so thin.”

“Probably the lassie asked the old dwarf ‘ta not speak of it ‘ta anyone,” Bofur adds in a whisper.

Thorin couldn’t help but feel useless, and he himself doesn’t want to be useless above anything else. He was, and still is, their leader, he is supposed to be responsible for the well-being of his Company; responsible to protect and take care of (Y/N) more than anyone could imagine.

But the fact he himself didn’t take heed of the signs he has been seeing on (Y/N) has his heart and soul being gnawed with sadness and fury.

And it made him feel worse when Balin mentioned he caught glimpses of (Y/N) not eating as much as the Company thought she should be, or at times when she completely refused to eat at all.

—–

Thorin have never been this restless, even the distress the Quest brought him is not even at par with what he’s currently experiencing; his (Y/N) is getting worse, thinner than ever before.

And he couldn’t care less if the Elvenking could see him this lost and confused for the first time.

“I never imagined you to be this distraught, King Thorin,” Thranduil says, interrupting Thorin’s rumination, “have you discussed this with the lady (Y/N)?”

Thorin heaves a sigh in an attempt to stay calm, vividly remembering the tribulation she went through, “I already did.”

Thorin couldn’t think straight, his worries becoming evident in his blue orbs as he starts to feel the unpleasant tugs in his stomach. He had called for Gandalf the Grey and King Bard of Dale, even the Elvenking Thranduil of the Woodland Realm, in an attempt to help (Y/N). He is even planning on sending a letter to his cousin Dáin for any additional aid they might need.

“I believe there is more to (Y/N) than what she let on,” Gandalf replies as he sips his tea, “the dear has been very cautious of sharing anything about her.”

It became obvious to anyone in the Company that (Y/N) always kept things to herself, never letting her concerns and troubles known as to not be a burden; deeming it as mere shyness, a very endearing quality of (Y/N).

“Is that the reason why you were very adamant in-?”

“Yes, Thorin, and I’m so sorry,” (Y/N) interjected on the night when he decided to speak with her about her alarming condition; her hands covered her tear-filled face after telling her story, for the first time, to anyone.

Thorin carefully pulled her in his embrace and letting her lean on him as she cried in the crook of his neck. And he couldn’t help the waves of devastation and pain; blaming himself for not being there when his One needs help more than anything.

“I never meant to be secretive, I’m just afraid of telling it to anyone,” she added, remembering Thorin walking in on her after she ate too much for dinner and rushed straight in to her washroom to vomit.

But never has Thorin realized her ‘shyness’ was, in fact, a way of detaching herself from others, a result of having insecurities and self-doubts from experiencing hardships inflicted by her own kin; with the aftermath of her refusal to eat, denial of hunger, fear of gaining weight, and sometimes too much restriction of food intake through fasting.

“We can’t let (Y/N)’s condition get even worse than what it is now,” Bard, now King of the renewed Dale, says as he looks for any possible healing herbs and techniques in a medical book his children previously found among the rubbles of the then desolated Dale.

“Thorin, there is no need for you to feel restless, no matter how urgent (Y/N)’s current condition is,” Gandalf attempts to ease the brewing turmoil in the pacing Dwarvenking’s mind when Bard’s words have not fallen on his ears, “we will get nowhere if you will not calm down.”

“What Mithrandir speaks is true,” Thanduil agrees as he lays his hands on Thorin’s shoulder, “you need to have a clear head in order for you to heal your lady.”

Though the Elvenking’s words indeed calm him down, Thorin still couldn’t stop his raising mind thinking of countless of possibilities that could have their attempts to end in failure.

“You do not have to worry, Thorin,” Thranduil whispers, his voice lacing with calm and assurance.

And the Elvenking’s next words indeed brings him peace, a total surprise to anyone present in the council room when one knows of the long history of animosity between the two kings and their races; words that Thorin truly needs to hear in his current moment of vexation.

“We will do what we can to provide you all the help that you need, all for (Y/N)’s complete healing.”

#fvmfanfics #fvm thorin fanfics #the hobbit #thorin oakenshield #thorin x reader #durins live!au

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