franchise: lord of the rings

Ever since I found out that the reason Sportacus’ hat is usually awkwardly pulled down to cover the tips of his ears is that he’s canonically an elf impersonating a human, I can’t help but picture him just showing up in various scenes/locales from the Lord of the Rings movies.

Can you imagine?

Sportacus at the Council of Elrond

Sportacus at the Battle of Helm’s Deep.

Sportacus in the court of Thranduil.


The Fellowship of the Ring | The Company of the Ring shall be Nine; and the Nine Walkers shall be set against the Nine Riders that are evil. With you and your faithful servant, Gandalf will go; for this shall be his great task, and maybe the end of his labours. For the rest, they shall represent the other Free Peoples of the World: Elves, Dwarves, and Men.

Together forever (a Legolas one-shot)

Originally posted by shipstership

Word count: 1151

Pairing: Legolas x Female reader

Warnings: fluff!

As a member of Thranduil’s council I got to spend a lot of time with the King and his son. Through the years I got close with Legolas and we created some sort of a secret relationship, meeting every day in the woods or his or my chambers. This evening was no different. The Pince came to my room so we could eat dinner together.

“What do you think, what will my father do about the dwarves?” he asked looking at me from across the table, chewing on a piece of bread.

“I have no idea, the council advised him to come to the aid, but the final decision belongs to him. You know he doesn’t like dwarves much.”

“If he decides to stay here I will gather the people and march on Erebor.”

“You could ask my uncle Elrond for help.” I stated plainly. “But I hope it won’t be necessary.”

We remained silent for the rest of the dinner. Then I stood up from the table and moved to sit in front of a mirror.

“Would you like to comb my hair?” I asked turning around to look at Legolas.

“With pleasure.” He replied with a smile.

I let my dark hair loose so that they fell freely to my back. “They’re so soft…” Legolas murmured caressing my hair with his fingers. I let myself melt into his touch.

“(y/n)! (y/n), are you listening to me?” Prince’s voice brought me back to reality.

“Huh?” I muttered “You were saying?”

Legolas laughed at the embarrassed look on my face. “I asked what would you say if I asked my father for a permission to marry you.”

His words made me smile brightly. I have dreamt about becoming his wife for so long but never dared to mention this subject, thinking it might frighten him, since we were relatively young as for elves.

“That would make me incredibly happy.” I replied.

“Good. Now come.” Legolas ordered and helped me get up. He guided me to the bed and pushed me gently so that I fell on my back. The Prince climbed on top of me and placed himself on all fours facing me. He lowered himself a little and placed a loving kiss on my lips. I shivered at the sensation.

“Oh come on, (y/n)! We have done this before!” Legolas teased.

“I know, I know. I just have an odd sensation that something huge is coming.”

“Yeah, and it’s my penis.” The Prince joked and started to untie my dress.


I was woken up early in the morning by a loud knock on the door. I crawled out of the bed and Legolas’ warm embrace and went to see who needs me. Tauriel was standing outside.

“The King wants to see you.” She stated. “He’s waiting in the throne room.”

“Just a second, I need to get dressed.”

Tauriel nodded and left. I closed the door and went to look for something proper to wear. I picked a simple dark green dress embroidered with golden leaves, pulled my hair in a loose braid, pecked Legolas on the lips and left to see Thranduil.

When I entered the throne room the King was sitting on his throne. There was nobody else in the room, just the two of us. Hesitantly and slowly I approached the King and bowed.

“Look at me.” Thranduil ordered.

I straightened my back and looked at the King. He stood up and came down to stand in front of me. “You have served me well for so many years. I could always count on your honesty and faithfulness. And now I have a new task for you, (y/n).”

“Whatever you wish for, my King.” I replied.

“I want you to become my wife.” Thranduil said.

That was something I didn’t expect. My jaw dropped and I stared at him with disbelief. How could he demand something like this. Sure, he was the King, but forcing someone to spend a lifetime with him was just cruel.

“What if I don’t agree?” I asked rhetorically.

“There is no such option, (y/n). It’s not an offer, it’s an order.” Thranduil said with a spark of anger in his eyes.

“As you wish, my King.” I replied emotionlessly, bowing my head.

“Good. I decided to march into the battle, so preparations for the wedding will start right after I come back. Now dismissed.”

I turned around and stormed out of the throne room. I felt tears forming in my eyes as I nearly ran through the halls to my chambers. When the door shut behind me I let go of all emotions, sat on the floor with my back to the wall and bursted out crying. A concerned expression formed on Legolas’ face when he saw me. He came close and kneeled in front of me.

“What happened, my love?” he asked, seriously worried.

“Your father…he…forces me to…to marry him.” I managed to utter between sobs.

Prince’s face expression changed from worried to furious. “He what?!” Legolas exclaimed. “How can he do such a thing?!”

“What will we do now?” I asked flatly.

Legolas sat beside me, put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close.

“I will think of something, I promise.”


I haven’t left my chambers for the whole day. Instead, I spent it in my bed crying. Late in the evening I heard a knock on the door again. I didn’t want to open.

“Go away!” I shouted, but the knocking didn’t stop. It became even louder and more stubborn.

Again, it was Tauriel on the other side of the door. “You? Again? What this time?” I asked helplessly. She just gave me a piece of paper, turned around and left. I unfolded the paper and saw a short note saying: The woods, our spot. I’m waiting. Legolas. I didn’t feel like leaving but knew it had to be something important if the Prince didn’t just come to tell me. So I put on a cloak and went to see him.

When I reached the place Legolas was standing with a horse in the centre of the clearing. I looked at him questioningly.

“I promised to make something up.”

“So we are leaving?” I asked, voice full of hope.

“You are leaving.” Legolas replied emphasizing the first word. “I want you to go back home. You’ll be safe there.”

“But my home is where you are!” I protested.

“Sweetheart, your uncle won’t let you marry anyone you don’t want. And I swear I will soon come to Rivendell and we’ll be together forever.” With these words he kissed me passionately.

“Promise you will come for me.” I demanded when our lips parted.

“I swear.” He whispered in my ear. “Now you have to leave.”

I nodded and got on the horse. With a one last glance at my beloved man I disappeared in the woods.

Elves that probably would have been better options than Legolas in the Fellowship

(Please do add to this with your own ideas)
-No issues with the Balrog- it may not have even attacked, fleeing before his glorious hair and Balrog-slaying reputation.
-Came back from the dead, so the quest appearing to be a suicide mission wouldn’t bother him.
-Not a prince so no chance of kingdoms collapsing or something in the wake of his death.
-Able to read quenya and say mellon, avoiding potential death by tentacle monster.
-Better knowledge of the land and a sense of direction.
-May take the ring/ Frodo and abandon the fellowship to protect them.
-Small chance of him running off and trying to kill Sauron himself.
-Redemption arc where his isn’t going to be viewed as an abusive asshole.
-Definitely not going to have issues with the Moria gate, probably remembers the password from past journeys in any case.
-If singing is still a valid way of taking on Sauron the whole thing would get a lot easier after they acquired the palantír.
-Plenty of murderous rage to take out on orcs.
-Elrond would get to see his dad again with people being proud of him.
-Great knowledge of the land.
-The fellowship would probably be banned from Lothlórien.
-Chance of him trying to take the ring, though given that he threw away a far more corrupting Silmaril, it likely wouldn’t be an issue.
-Again problem of trying to do it all himself or running off to kill Sauron.
-Probably going to get emotional at the Moria gate with the reminder of Celebrimbor and his old family sigil on it.
-Can sad songs kill? His probably could.
-Lore feuds with Gandalf?