🌿 Legolas Greenleaf Velethryion
Height: ~183 cm
Build: slim and graceful, yet toned from centuries of training; weighs around 55–60 kg.
Hair: long, golden-blonde, slightly wavy, reaching past his shoulders. Often decorated with braids (at the sides or back). Tied up in battle, left loose at home. His hair carries a soft scent of roses and spring.
Eyes: light blue, shining with youthful clarity.
Face: delicate, classical elven features, flawless skin.
Style: elegant and princely, befitting the heir of Mirkwood. At home, however, he often slips into “kitten mode,” wearing simple clothes (linen, or a loose white pajama).
Detail: To the world, he is a heroic figure – yet beside Ærr, he becomes a little cat, craving cuddles and constant attention.
⚔️ Ærrons Velethryion (Talion Barbossai / Mithpälion Methedras)
Height: 208 cm (in Arda)
Weight: 140–145 kg, heavily built, with the frame of a seasoned warrior.
Body: broad shoulders, massive arms, and a chiseled abdomen. His chest, stomach, and thighs are covered with thick dark-brown hair, streaked with silver (especially around the navel and thighs).
Hair: long, dark brown-black, streaked with grey at the temples and sides; usually slicked back or braided.
Face: strong, angular jawline, sharp cheekbones, a scar across the cheekbone (from the War of Wrath), thick beard already turning grey.
Eyes: star-grey with golden glimmers, carrying the light of the ancient heavens; deep and timeless.
Aura: terrifyingly majestic, yet tender and protective.
Style: lives as a simple warrior, but his presence carries divine weight. His body is adored by Legolas, especially the “storm-grown thicket” of silvering hair around his loins.
🏡 Appendix – Home Life 🇬🇧 ( in Mirkwood Thranduil’s Kingdom)
Legolas is usually in a soft white short pajama, which often rides up to his thighs – since Ærr’s hand almost always rests on his kitten’s butt.
Ærr wears black boxers at home, his muscular, silver-haired chest and legs only highlighting his raw masculinity (OMG 🛐🫦).
The children are most often in body pajamas or diapers, frequently sleeping in their parents’ bed.
Ærr often relaxes, reads, or drinks beer, while Legolas is constantly surrounded by the kids.
Legolas either breastfeeds (nursing them with milk from his chest) or rests on Ærr’s chest, seeking his husband’s closeness.
In this peaceful, warm home, everyone has their place: Legolas the caring “mother,” Ærr the protective “daddy,” and the boys the eternal troublemakers.
Bed & Sleep 🇬🇧
Legolas and Ærr always sleep naked, pressed close together, bodies entwined.
Legolas usually falls asleep on Ærr’s broad, hairy chest, or Ærr holds him tightly from behind.
The children are supposed to sleep in their own room – but every night, they sneak into their parents’ bed.
When this happens, Legolas and Ærr quickly pull on underwear before the boys rush in.
The kids always curl up around their mother, clinging to him as if he were a warm nest.
The bedroom becomes crowded but filled with love: two parents and six little boys all tangled together in one big, tender pile.
Intimacy & Desire 🇬🇧
Ærr’s obsessions with Legolas’ body:
– his firm kitten-butt an5d thighs,
– his smooth white stomach,
– his tight kitten-hole (anal),
– his 18 cm „White Legend” (manhood),
– and the prince’s soft, golden lips.
Legolas’ obsessions with Ærr’s body:
– his thick, hairy, muscular chest,
– his powerful arms and shoulders,
– his heavy, strong thighs and legs,
– his sculpted abs,
– his masculine lips,
– his 38 cm „Storm” (manhood),
– his hard, perfect ass,
– and his greying hair and beard, which make him a true sex-icon.
The six little things 🧻🚽
– Elarion (4 years old): can already poop alone on the big toilet, but he’s often shy or uncertain → usually calls for mommy/daddy to help.
– Lioras (4 years old): braver and more confident, he likes to brag when he does it all by himself.
– Sëlarion (4 years old): quiet and serious → he can do it secretly, but afterwards he calls out “I’m done.”
– Fëlarion (3.5 years old): still often uses the potty, but he’s starting to try the big toilet – sometimes success, sometimes accidents.
– Lylerithion (3.5 years old): prefers the potty, but imitates the older ones → often demands: “I want the big toilet too!”
– Gëlarion (3 years old): the youngest leader-type, still potty-using, but stubborn → if you tell him “use the potty,” he’ll insist on the big toilet instead. 😅
So: they are already trying on their own, but they still need Legolas (mommy) or Ærr (daddy) to help – especially for cleaning up and washing hands.
🍽️ Everyday Classic (always on the table)
Butter bread with lilac onion 🧅 (no meal exists without it!)
Warm tea (milder and sweetened for the kids; Ærr prefers strong, smoky ones)
🌞 Breakfast
Butter bread with lilac onion
Sometimes a little bacon or sausage (Ærr’s favorite, the kids copy him)
Tea
For the youngest: still some milk (and sometimes LEGO’s “csicsi”)
🍲 Lunch
Potato dishes (mashed potatoes, boiled, baked)
Bean soup or bean salad (Ærr’s recipe, LEGO complains but secretly loves it 😏)
Sausage/blood sausage, sometimes bacon – always with bread and lilac onion
Tea or fruit juice
🥧 Afternoon snack
Butter bread with lilac onion (classic)
Sometimes sweets (honey cakes, fruit pies) – LEGO’s touch, since he’s the sweet tooth
Fruit with small bits of bacon or sausage (yes, the kids actually like this 😂)
🌙 Dinner
Light potato dishes (casserole, puree, boiled potatoes)
A bit of sausage or blood sausage
Butter bread with lilac onion
Tea
👶 Kids’ favorites
Elarion: sausage + lilac onion, a true little “daddy’s leader”
Lioras: prefers sweets + potatoes
Sëlarion: bean soup, mashed potatoes
Fëlarion: plain butter bread with lilac onion, simple bites
Lylerithion: tiny bacon pieces + honey bread
Gëlarion: blood sausage & sausage, shouting “I’m the leader!” 😂
So their food is really a mix of elvish woodland style and dwarvish rustic meals – and lilac onion is sacred, thanks to Ærr. Even LEGO ended up loving it (though he pretends to complain).
A NORMAL DAY 😫🥺😅
The family marched down the woodland path.
– Ærr walked in front, tall and steady, with five of the children lined up like little soldiers, disciplined and quiet, shadows of their father’s stride.
But at the back… chaos.
– Legolas was dragging Elarion by the hand, who was crying, stomping his feet, and throwing a tantrum. His little tunic was already wrinkled, his hair a mess, and his face red with tears.
Elarion (wailing): – I don’t waaaant to! 😭 I won’t go! And I’ll tell Grandpa on you! 😤
Legolas (exasperated, sighing): – Elarion, please! Don’t do this to me, everyone is watching!
The other kids ahead were snickering but tried to stay in line.
Ærr turned his head with a smirk: – Kitty, is there a battle going on in the rear?
Legolas (through gritted teeth): – Get back here and deal with your son, because I swear I’m leaving him here!
Elarion (still stomping, hiccuping): – Mooooom! Daddy only loves the five in front, not me!
Aragorn’s day
The great hall was silent as Aragorn received the crown. Dignity, light, and solemn faces everywhere. Legolas stood proudly, teary-eyed with joy beside Ærr, their children lined up like little elves-in-training.
Except for Elarion.
First he squirmed, then exploded:
Elarion (shrieking): – I don’t waaaaant this! 😭 It’s boring! Mommy yelled at meee!
A murmur rippled through the hall. Heads turned, eyebrows raised.
Legolas (mortified, whispering): – Elarion… not now, please…
But the little prince was unstoppable, yelling in Elvish:
Elarion – “Mani naa ta?! Nasië carë tyenya!!” (What is this?! I hate it!!)
Gasps from the Gondori nobles. At that moment, Ærr moved like a storm—strode forward, clamped a big hand over his son’s mouth, and swept him up in his arms.
Ærr (low, firm growl): – Silence, little leader. This is not your battle.
He carried the squirming, kicking Elarion out of the hall, the boy still muffled but squeaking curses in Elvish:
Elarion – “Vanda auta! Atar ná urco!” (Boring! Daddy’s a monster!)
Everyone stared. The silence hung heavy. And then…
Legolas (covering his face, muttering loud enough for those nearby to hear): – That is not my child… I’m single, I swear. 😫
Yes — the Velethryion children are bilingual from a very young age, because:
Legolas almost always speaks to them in Sindarin Elvish at home (it’s their “mother tongue,” more emotional and soft).
Ærr speaks to them both in Elvish and in the Common Tongue (Westron), since he spent much time among dwarves and men → he wants the children to understand others as well.
In Thranduil’s halls the official speech is Sindarin, but they also hear Westron because of traders, dwarves, and travelers.
👉 So the children’s languages are:
First language: Sindarin (Elvish). They argue, sing, even curse in it 😅
Second language: Westron (Common Speech), which they use with dwarves, men, or other children.
And because they are partly “divine-born,” they pick up languages much faster and more instinctively. For example:
Elarion was already cursing in Elvish at age 3,
while little Gëlarion shouts in Westron with pride: “No, I’m the leader!” 🤭
Perfect 🌌 Here’s the English version of that whole Talion Barbossai & the Silken Tit (Selymes Cinege) era: ( look the image 12. In Ilustration pictures)
⚓ O.D.I.E. – The Age of Talion Barbossai and the Silken Tit
This was one of the wildest and most legendary chapters of Talion (Ærr)’s life – the years when he sailed under the crimson sails of the Silken Tit , serving as captain, hunter, bounty-seeker, and savior.
⚓ The Birth of the Ship
The Silken Tit was no ordinary elven vessel:
– Built on the Isle of Balar, after the death of Fingolfin.
– Blessed by Ulmo, Lord of Waters, the ship never sank, always found its way, and the waves themselves seemed to carry it.
– Its crimson sails burned like blood at sunset – a terror to orcs and corsairs alike.
👥 The Legendary Crew
Talion never sailed alone. At his side stood figures who became legends themselves:
Elge the Sparrow – a veteran Noldo warrior, a volunteer. Cynical but fiercely loyal.
Ilava Darman – a Teleri maiden, wise and brave, the ship’s keen-eyed archer and healer.
Zutenburg Oldó – a Sindarin dark elf, grim, cold, merciless in battle.
Písar Moonlight-Son – a Teleri water-prince, master of the sea, favored of Ulmo.
This five formed Talion’s core – a small band stronger than armies.
⚔️ The Hunts
The Silken Tit was never for trade – it was built for the hunt.
It crushed orc raiding ships.
Captured or destroyed corsairs.
Carried Sauron’s servants and fallen maiar bound in chains to the West, to stand before the Valar – like a western bounty hunter bringing in outlaws.
Orcs, however, were never spared – unless one bore unique knowledge.
🌍 Talion the Tireless Hunter
Talion was feared not only at sea:
If his prey was inland, he disembarked and pursued on horseback or on foot.
Across mountains, deserts, and forests, he would chase until his quarry was caught.
Thus men and elves named him “The Tireless Hunter.”
🌊 The Legend of the Tit
The Silken Tit soon became a myth:
Sailors told of its crimson sails glowing like blood in the sunset.
Coastal folk whispered to their children: “Behave, or Barbossai will come with his Tit!”
Yet to prisoners and innocents, the Tit was the ship of hope – for if they were aboard, they were saved.