#lord elrond x reader

[kat651]

Imagine: elves having highly sensitive ears and you finding out by accidently touching them.

(You are half-elven and your ears aren’t near as sensitive to touch). 

Elrond:

You sat on the divan, lord Elrond was laying with his head on your lap as you gently played with his hair, letting him rant to get all his hidden bottles up emotions out. “Oh! And then-” he sat up and sighed. “I’ll just say that meeting was a disaster…” he slumped and looked over at you. “I’m sorry to rant like this…”

You smiled. “It’s alright…” you mumbled as you gently tucked a stray hair behind his ear, tracing it up to the pointed tip then down to his jaw. As you did, the pulled away. “What? What is it?” 

“Nothing, it’s just that the ears of an elf are highly sensitive…”

You scooted closer. “Is that so?” You placed your hand on the back of his head so he couldn’t pull away and with the other you hand you gently traced the edge of his ear. 

He went to pull away but you held him fast and it only took a moment for him to go limp in your arms as you continued to mess with his ears. 

You smiled as he lay with his back pressed against your chest. His eyes were shut and his lips slightly parted as you continued to gently mess with his adorable pointed ears. 

You smiled as a soft blush spread across his cheeks and the tip of his nose. “Aww, you look so cute when you blush…”

He opened an eye and looked up at you before he closed his eye again. 

“Elrond…” you whispered after a moment. 

The elven lord didn’t answer. He didn’t even stir and on top of that his breathing has slowed. You smiled and leaned down to place a gentle kiss on his forehead before closing your eyes as well. 

Legolas:

You and Legolas had been close for some time now and you had innocently came up behind him and began to mess with his hair, slightly damp from having recently washed it.  

He turned to look at you. “Y/n?” You began to braid the hair by his ears, putting it into the style he normally wore. He relaxed and let you fix his hair for him. All went well until the last braid. Your pinky slowly slid down the outside of his ear as you braided it. He leaned back until his head fell on your chest as he breathed deeply. 

“Legolas?” 

“Ears…sensitive…elves…” he mumbled. 

You smiled and kissed his temple. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” You asked, finishing off the braid. 

He shrugged as you then went and touched the tip of his ear. He smiled and closed his eyes. “I knew you’d… mess with… me…”

Thranduil:

You chuckled as he walked into one of the manny tents that lined the elven war camp. “What is so funny?” He asked, draping his cape over a chair. 

You walked up to him. “Here,” you said, motioning for him to lean down a bit. He did, raising an eyebrow, you gently adjusted the silver crown, re-centering it in his forehead. As you did, you bumped the top of his ear. His eyelids fluttered for a moment before his hands flew up and grasped your wrists in one swift movement. You yelped in shock. 

He loosened his grip a bit and gently rubbed your wrists. 

You whimpered. “L-lord Thranduil?” 

He sighed and let go of your wrists before standing straight and looking down at your startled face. 

He sighed. “Sometimes I forget you are half human… elves ears are highly sensitive…”

“I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t know I-”

His lips met yours as he slowly brought your hands to this ears. You hesitated a moment before gently rubbing your finger along his ear. He let go of your wrists and pulled your body closer. “Y/n…”

Lindir:

Lindir had been messing with you in a playful matter all day and you eventually decided to play back. You gently took his face in your hands. “You stubborn… elf…”

You had expected his eyes to widen and him to turn an adorable shade of pink but instead his eyes fluttered closed and lips parted slightly. “Y-y/n…m-my ears…”

“Hmmm… are they sensitive?”

“Yes, v-very…”

“Well it would be a shame if someone were to oh I don’t know perhaps…” you stood on the tips of your toes and very gently took the tip of his ear between your teeth. 

His body instantly went limp and you gently lowered him to the ground before nipping gently at his ear while you ran your fingers through his hair. 

He clawed at your back. “Y-y/n…” 

You smiled. “Hmmm?”

He managed to look up at you before something took over his brain and his lips smashed on yours. “I love you…”

Your eyes widened. You’d only been dating him for a few days. You hadn’t even told anyone and here he was, kissing you as if you’d been together for years. 

You pulled away, startled. “Lindir?” 

He looked up at you with pleading eyes before he realized what he had done and he scooted away. “Y/n I-I’m sorry i-”

You pressed your lips on his again and began to mess with his ears once more. “I love you too.”

pt two here

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[child-of-the-nights]

Various characters on your birthday

A/N: So this is very self indulgent because yesterday was my birthday (yippee!) but I wrote some headcanons with a few of my fav characters from the fandoms I write for. Anyway have fun reading!

Warnings: none

Characters: Aro Volturi, Emperor Belos, Elrond, Shadow Weaver, Thranduil

Aro Volturi:

Now, celebrating birthdays in the vampire world is a little bit different. Since most people at the palazzo have been alive for centuries, they don't really celebrate their birthdays every year. It's more like every decade or even every 100 years.

However, if Aro's mate is still human or a newborn vampire, they can expect to have a big party thrown for them. Even if they prefer solitude, they can expect to at least have the family invited. That being Caius, Marcus, Athenodora and Sulpicia.

Aro obviously gets his mate the best gifts. He can, after all, see their deepest wishes with a single touch. His mate had seen something online and thought "wow, it would be nice to have this"? Aro had already added it to the list of possible birthday gifts.

Obviously he would buy them more meaningful gifts as well. For example, maybe the mate absolutely loves a certain book series, well Aro would commision someone to make them a special edition of the books.

His mate can expect to find love notes and poems all over the place on their birthday. Aro is a gifted writer and he makes sure to capture all the things that he admires about his mate. Which is pretty much everything. Seriously, he can barely name anything he doesn't like.

The entire day is planned carefully by Aro and he intends to go through with his plan unless something absolutely crucial needs his attention. In that case, he promises his mate that he'll make up for being away.

Aro will ask them to dance with him to their favorite songs. Whatever the song may be, he would find a way to dance with them.

It brings him great joy when he sees how his mate has so much fun. Especially if they are holding his hand while doing so. Aro loves it when he can bury himself in their mind.

When the day is coming to an end, he takes them to stargaze outside of Volterra, somewhere not that affected by light pollution. They both would look at the stars and hold hands while doing so. Aro would whisper sweet nothings in their ear, possibly slipping into other languages while doing so.

His mate can definitely say that their birthday was amazing, if not the best birthday they ever had.

Emperor Belos:

When it comes to Belos and celebrating birthdays, he actually prefers to not have a grand party for his beloved. He just thinks it would serve no reason and a private dinner or something similar means far more than anything else.

That being said, he is actually... hardly torn away from doing his Emperor duties. He must prepare for the Day of Unity after all. But after enough begging, he decides to humor his partner for a while.

I'm not saying that he didn't get them gifts, because of course he did. Belos is the type of person to hand-craft presents instead of buying them. He just feels it's far more personal that way.

Belos being the old fashioned man that he is, he writes them a heartfelt letter. As heartfelt as Belos can be of course. He would reminescence of their first date and the moment Belos realised he loved them.

Somehow the entire castle found out of their birthday, so the s/o can expect getting birthday wishes from most of the guards. Some (like Lilith, Kikimora and Hunter) even give them presents. Lilith and Kikimora just want to suck up to Belos of course, but Hunter's is more personal. After all, it's his uncle's lover.

As much as Belos denies it, he loves having matching things. So his beloved would get something for their birthday that matches something he owns. Perhaps it's a gadget he uses often, or a piece of clothing that he loves; he would get them something similar.

This day is the ONLY day he would allow them to wear his emperor outfit. Belos would watch them try to imitate him and would laugh along. After the day is over though, he makes sure to tell his s/o that they got their emperor-outfit-wearing priviledges revoked.

Obviously Belos knows everything on the Boiling Isles, which means that he knows all of the secret places that are just absolutely mesmerizing. He might just surprise his beloved with a trip to one of these places.

I believe at night, once the both of them are in bed, Belos would share some of his fond memories. That is probably the most sentimental his s/o had ever seen him. It's sort of a birthday present of sorts I suppose.

Now, if his lover REALLY wanted to have a big party, he might be convinced. He would use that to manipulate the Isles into believing that he is a kind man, but he would also just want to make his beloved happy. Belos is just a tiny bit twisted like that.

Absolutely the type of man who would ask for their s/o's hand in marriage on their birthday. I can just totally see that happen.

Elrond:

Oh Elrond, beautiful Elrond.

Now birthdays are a bit questionable for elves as well since... well, they are immortal. But, whenever Elrond and his beloved would celebrate their birthday, the elven Lord would make sure to make it unforgettable.

Elrond plans the whole day of course (if his s/o agrees into the planning).

First, they would wake up and receive breakfast in bed. Elrond would stay with them the whole time, smiling down at them as they eat. After that he takes them on a walk in the gardens where they would talk for hours.

If someone happens to "accidentally" play some music in the distance, Elrond would ask his lover on a dance. They would talk while doing so and laugh along when they accidentally trip and fall in the grass.

After the walk in the gardens, Elrond takes his s/o back to the main halls and leads them to a room that is decorated just for them. There awaits them Elladan, Elrohir, and Arwen with smiles on their faces. All of them would give Elrond's beloved a gift while the Lord waits patiently.

Elrond's gift wouldn't be too grand but it would be meaningful. Most likely it is something he made with his own hands. Like if his beloved wears jewellery, he would make them something out of their preferred materials. Since courting is taken very seriously for elves, I believe they wouldn't commision anyone for a piece like that like humans would. The elves make important gifts themselves as it's more meaningful that way.

After a joyful lunch with music involved, Elrond brings his s/o outside to celebrate with the rest of Rivendell. It's a very carefree party where the elves play music and dance around with or without the s/o.

Once nighttime comes around, Elrond will get them away from the party and bring them to a clearing where they can watch the stars in peace. The stars are very important in an elf's life, so why not spend the last hours of their birthday looking at them.

Elrond would tell his beloved how much he loves them while in the comfort of the stars. He would also describe their relationship using great many metaphors.

At the end of their birthday, they walk back to the party and dance the night away.

Shadow Weaver:

We all know how Shadow Weaver loves gardening, right? Well, she would obviously put together a lovely bouqet for her s/o. It consits of their favorite flowers, or if they don't have any, flower in their favorite colors.

Shadow Weaver would wake her lover up by gently caressing their face and wishing them happy birthday once they open their eyes. After that she let's them eat breakfast before giving them the bouqet. It has a little note attached to it that is enchanted so it sparks little fireworks once it's opened.

Now, the sorceress is actually not that sure how to act in this situation because, let's be real, she did not partake in many relationships before. So her s/o will have to excuse if she's being a bit awkward.

She would get her beloved a cake, as suggested by Glimmer. It would be their favorite flavor and most likely would have frosting that is their favorite color.

Because Shadow Weaver is not very big on letting her feelings show, she wouldn't really give her s/o a speech about how much she loves them but she would try to write some of her feelings out in a form of a letter.

Once the s/o is ready, she will take them to her garden that is decorated just for them. It's more colorful than usual, but it still stays in the theme of the sorceress' taste.

Shadow Weaver would then lead them to a table that is decorated by candles. They would drink tea or something her beloved likes while talking. While outside, some residents of the castle would walk by to wish them happy birthday, especially Glimmer.

Once they're done with the little tea party, Shadow Weaver takes them out to a clearing in the Whispering Woods. There she reveals a picnic set up just for her s/o. While sitting and eating, Shadow Weaver finally gives them their present. It's something very personal.

The rest of the day consists of Shadow Weaver and her beloved watching the sunset and enjoying their picnic.

Thranduil:

Once again, the elves are a bit different about birthdays but Thranduil sure does throw a big party. Wine for the whole realm and dancing all night.

But before he gets to that, he makes sure that this day is the best day his s/o has ever had.

Thranduil wakes his beloved up by whispering to them and wishing them happy birthday. He let's them have breakfast in bed, while he eats beside them. After the breakfast he gives the plates to a servant while they stay in bed for some more quality time.

When they finally get up, Thranduil takes them on a stroll in the garden. They walk around, simply talking. Once they found a place where they could sit down, Thranduil gives them their first gift. It's a very personal gift that he made himself (much like Elrond).

While his s/o is looking at the gift, Thranduil whispers in their ear in elvish, explaining just how much he loves them. They stay there for some time before heading back to the palace.

Legolas would wish them happy birthday of course. If he likes them enough, he might make them a little carving of sorts and give it to them.

Thranduil showers his beloved in other types of presents as well. If they like wearing jewellery, he would get them something that matches his. Perhaps his s/o would like another sword? Something that fits them perfectly but also just so happens that matches Thranduil's weapon?

Once Thranduil and his lover had finished with the gift giving, he takes them to the dining room where an exquisite lunch/dinner is prepared for them. Some elves are playing music while they eat.

When they finish, they go to celebrate with the rest of the realm. Thranduil opens up the wine barrels for everyone to drink and all of the elves dance around while singing songs.

The Elvenking obviously would ask to dance with his s/o while most likely already drunk. His partner can also expect to hear a speech from him that is adressed to the entire realm. He talkes about how important his beloved is and expects everyone to respect them as such.

If his lover is more anxious, then he swoops them away from the party to dance alone in a more secluded area. After all, he only wants them to feel great on their birthday.

The day most likely ends with the drunk couple entering their chambers and laughing as they fall on their bed. Alternatively, if his lover isn't one to drink, Thranduil still gets pretty drunk and his s/o can deal with a far more affectionate King.

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[tree0frog]

Elrond head-cannons

Guess who’s back doing theses

This elf by the gods will make you fell so loved

Like if your unwell with something like migraines or cramps he’s all over you in a minute.

Giving you the best of care he can.

He a good healer and he fucking knows it

I think he would be one to bend down and kiss your neck just behind your ear or your forehead right between your eyes.

I strongly think he will gift you with books and write small notes with in the book for you

Will open his library to you when ever You please

If your quite introverted like him the two of you will sit and read together

I fell like if you where apart of the fellowship or the company he would have Gandalf sending him letter on how you are doing

#fanfic #x reader #lord elrond x reader #hobbit #lord of the ring x reader #lotr #Elrond x reader

[warriorofthought]

Burning Cream

Summary: When one of the Elven women gives you a cream for your face, with evil intentions.

Word Count: 1377

Warnings: mention of injuries

Elrond x Reader 

After completing your daily chores, you are sitting with your friends in the flower garden when two more Elven women approach you all.

"May we join all of you?" 

"Of course" one of your friends replied.

"We have brought gifts for all of you," they give excitedly, pointing to their braided basket.

"But why?" asks one of your friends.

"Well, you guys also always help us with our chores when we need help, especially you, y/n, you make sure everyone can wear a smile on their face and have a good day."

"Oh, that's nothing, we like to do that, don't we?" glancing questioningly at the rest of your friends, they nodded in agreement.

"Well, anyway, here, we have a perfume with a special berry scent for you to wear, Nellind," she hands her the small bottle, which Nellind accepts gratefully.

Then the other elf woman pulls out from the basket a lipstick with a beautiful painting.

"This is for you, Eiona. We all know how much you love to paint your beautiful lips. I bet it looks great on you." 

"And finally, we have a rose cream for you y/n, we all want to have beautiful skin like you and we heard Elrond say that roses and aloe vera is good for the skin, I mean you already have beautiful skin but a little extra hydration for the skin doesn't hurt anyone, does it ? We use the same and look, our skin has even become a bit more beautiful, don't you think?"

With that, she presses the cream in the leaf-shaped package into your hand.

"Uhh, I guess so, they helped," you admit a little uncertainly.

"Well, well, hmm, thank you for accepting our gifts, we must get back to our tasks then, we haven't finished them all yet," both of them giggle briefly afterwards and smile at you again before leaving the flower garden.

What you and your friends don't notice is the evil grin that spreads across the faces of the two elven women.

You chat for a while with your friends before we decide to go to our rooms. 

__________________________________________________________________________

Once in your room, you set down the flower wreath you made on the table and admire it. Then your eyes fall on the cream. Curious, you take it in your hand.

The flower shape makes the container for the cream look special. Then you decide to open it, the cream is white and when you smell it, a soft rose scent comes to you. 

I wonder if the cream is good for my skin. There's no harm in trying it out, is there? I mean, they use the cream too, so it can't do me any harm, even if I find it strange that the two of them were so nice to us all of a sudden, because usually they see us more as rivals. But I'm glad when all the hatred has disappeared now.

So you quickly take the hand mirror and sit down again at the table where you put the cream. Carefully, you take some of it on your fingers before smearing it on your face. Immediately you notice how it is absorbed. Satisfied, a grin creeps onto your face. It leaves no greasy film, which pleases you. You close the cream again and decide to answer a few letters from your friends.

After not even five minutes, from answering the letters, you notice that something is wrong.

Your skin starts to tingle slightly, or rather to burn.  

It doesn't feel good. This can't be good.

Quickly you run to the mirror. 

As your eyes catch your reflection in the mirror, you see that the areas that are burning have turned red. You quickly rub your hand over them, but this only makes everything worse and now not only a few spots are burning, but your whole face.

Painfully you come to the thought that it could be an allergic reaction. So you quickly take a towel and dip it in water before wiping your face with it. 

You feel like your face is burning. 

Washing doesn't help because the cream is already absorbed into your skin. You splash cold water on your face but this does not help either.

In pain, you try to cool your face with a cold wet towel, but this only relieves the burning for a short time.

You don't know what else you should do and leaving your room like this is not an option.

So you take a hand fan and put a bowl of cold water by your bed, then you lie down in bed and put the towel, that you dipped into the water before, on your face. Then you fan yourself, the fan helps you through the cold towel to cool your face a little more and to give you some relief. But this does not last long. Now you also notice how the burning spreads, you feel it now already at your ears and at your neck and you get more and more distressed.

Your eyes start to water.

Tearfully you search for a solution. 

But in the process you forget that you should have been at dinner a long time ago.

When you don't show up for dinner, Lord Elrond makes his way to your chamber. He knocks on your door and when he doesn't get an answer, he opens the door worriedly, his eyes search your chamber for you and get stuck on your figure in the bed. Immediately he sees that something is wrong and you are in pain. Quickly, he takes a few steps towards you, making himself somewhat noticeable. 

"Y/N, what's wrong? Why do you have that towel on your face?"

"My ... my face is burning so terribly". 

Gently, Lord Elrond sits down on your bed.

"May I look at it, y/n"

"Yes." 

Carefully, Lord Elrond pulls the towel from your face. 

Then the full damage of the cream is revealed. Your face is reddened and even a bit swollen. 

Carefully, he grabs your chin and moves it to the side so he can catch a glimpse of your ear. As he does so, he sees that your ear is also red, as well as your neck.

"What did you do, what caused this reaction?"

"The cream, I got it as a gift. It's on the table."

Lord Elrond stands up and takes the cream from the table. Then he opens it and smells it. 

"It smells good, but I think the scent belongs to one of the poisonous plants. Why are you using it anyway, your skin is fine?"

"Well, she said she was going to use the cream too, so I didn't expect the cream to do anything like that."

"Okay, put the towel on your face again, I'll go get some medicine to help with that." With these words, Lord Elrond stands up, squeezes your hand again briefly to cheer you up before leaving the chamber.

___________________________________________________________________________________

Lord Elrond returns with some towels and medicine.

Then he gently smears your face with it and every time you cringe from the pain, he utters soothing words. 

After he comes to an end. He puts the things away and gives you a tea with pain relieving effect. 

"I think that tomorrow everything will be the same. The redness is already starting to fade away."

"Thank you, Elrond"

"Hmm, you should rest, I'll be right back." 

He leaves your chamber and you sigh once, both relieved and exhausted and are glad that the pain is getting less and less. Then you close your eyes.

After a while you notice how quietly the door opens and someone sits down at your bed. 

You flinch as your face is suddenly dabbed gently.

"It's okay, Mellon, it's just me." 

Slowly you open one eye and see Elrond sitting in front of you.

"How are you feeling?"

"Better than before"

"That's good Mellon, now go back to sleep, I'll stay here and take care of you, alright?"

"Yes, that's fine, thank you Elrond."

"Then tomorrow we'll deal with who did this to you and what the consequences are for that person."

You nod slightly and shortly after that you quickly drift back to sleep. 

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[mcu-senshi]

Elrond Needing Reassurance

You had been married for not even a year, and yes, that is but a blink of an eye for elf but it has been pure bliss. You are the Princess, daughter of the High King Gil-galad and you are accustomed to the busy life of diplomacy and endless education. But, lately you have noticed that you been seeing your husband a bit less than usual. You are certain your father has a greater plan and regardless of being one of the leaders of such a successful and well-regarded kingdom, your father does not tell you everything until he sees fit.

The last few weeks you have traveled more than you have in the few decades and when you returned you noticed your husband a bit off. Elrond, your darling Lord Herald is still as focused and wise as ever and always seen with a scroll in hand, but you noticed something different.

Upon your return you did not see him at the royal gate to meet you. He claimed that he was simply occupied to greet you upon your return. You excused him without a doubt. When you and the council members who traveled were finally settled, you asked him to meet you in your private dining area and he did not show. After a handful of failed attempts you had to scheme in order to ask your husband what was weighing on him. So you had someone send a message to your husband, claiming the request is from the King. Your message was simply that he was to meet the King in the library an hour before sunset to discuss an urgent matter.

You walked into the library well before the scheduled meeting time to ensure Elrond would not see you. And you waiting. Your ever-punctual husband walked into the library and upon seeing you his face lit up, but you saw the slight hint of hesitation in the corner of his eyes before his soft smile graced his face.

“Good evening, my beloved,” you greeted him.

“Good evening my Princess,” he returned as he looked around for the King. “If it is my father you seek, he is not here. And he will not be here as this meeting was but a decoy.”

Elrond gave a slight nod and walked beside you and you headed towards a more secluded area of the library. “My darling, why are we here?” He asked you.

“Well,” you began as you brought your hands together, “I know we are both quite preoccupied, but I have noticed a change in you recently, my Love.”

“I am a bit ashamed, my Princess, I must admit to you,” he began. You were a bit surprised because you wanted to open up a bit more but since he spoke up first you simply listened. “I have felt a bit differently, but I promise you my Love, it was not my intention.”

“My darling husband, have I done or said something to upset you?” You asked as you looked up to him with a bit of worry in your eyes.

“Valar, no, my Love. You have not.” He replied as he took hold of your hands. “Then why do you look at me differently or simply look away at times?” You asked.

“My mind was introduced to the feelings of jealousy, my Starlight, I apologize,” you locked eyes and then that is when his face and shoulders relaxed. “I began to feel jealous when I realized that you traveled with all men and your time with the council mostly with men” You smiled up at him and you realized what had happened. He needed reassurance. He needed to feel a little extra love and attention.

“May I reassure you, my Love?” You asked as you took your hands from his so yours could envelope his. He nodded and took a deep breathe in.

“My sweet Elrond, you are the love of my life and I will do anything to see you smile. While I know that our positions demand so much of us both, you will always be my warmth and my strength. No matter of how much people I must meet, and believe me there are times I wish I simply did not have to meet such egotistical lords and ladies in the name of diplomacy,” and at that you both let out a chuckle. “You are the who I dream about each night we are not physically together. You are the one who I want to wake up to and fall asleep next you every day. I want to wake you up with kisses every morning and I want to fall asleep in your arms each and every night. I could never imagine of a more loving and amazing partner to call my darling husband.” And with that you kissed his hands and then quickly moved to his neck and chin and cheeks and nose and finally you planted quick kisses upon his lips. He wrapped his hands around your waist and your body as close as possible to his and deepened the kiss.

“I apologize for feeling jealous my darling Princess,” he said as he broke the kiss. “But you must understand that I still worry about you being surrounded by such warriors whose legends and towering figures proceed them. I hear of them joking amongst themselves about who could sway you away from your marriage.”

Your eyes widened as you let out a laugh. “My darling sweet husband, I would simply cut the hand off of whichever guard or warrior who dare attempt such a thing.”

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[danger-xylophones]

Hi! I think your requests are open but if they're not feel free to delete this <3 I was wondering if you'd maybe write something for Elrond x Glorfindel's daughter (or gn child, whichever u prefer)? As in a kid he had before he died. I honestly think it would be kinda funny if your dad got resurrected and then swore himself to your partner out of obligation to his deceased ancestors without realizing he was dating his kid lmao 😭 could probably also be an angsty plot if that's what u were in the mood for ngl. Again if not no pressure, love you and all your future works regardless!

Yesssss, yessssss,yesssss, I love Glorfindel and Elrond so much omlllllll

And the potential awkwardness???? yesssssssssssssssssss

Warnings (in order of appearance): mentions of children, mentions of death, slight gore, seeing a dead body, death, grief, fainting, pet names, nicknames, reader referred to as 'lady', age gap (everyone’s an elf though so perspective?)

I reference events in ROP but am sticking with Tolkien canon

masterlist | elves

For all the troubles of middle-earth, Imladris is truly a safe haven even though it is so young in the eyes of the realm. The hidden valley is dotted with small cottages nestled amongst the still young waterfalls freshly sprung from the earth. Greenery thrives like flowing blood both dividing and connecting the small dwelling places that have been erected to shelter both scholars and warriors alike. And a few weary travelers as per your love's, Elrond's, wish.

"Once this present darkness which scorns our land has been swept away once more, I wish for our home to be a home to all, meleth nin." He had whispered in your ear one night not long after you'd first arrived in the land now given to him to lord over by the High-King. "A home for not just our kin or our future children," you'd laughed at that - not because it was amusing but because the thought brought a joy so profound you did not know of another way to express it, "the thought amuses you?" You could hear the teasing grin in his voice as he squeezed you closer, nose tucked into the joining place of your jaw and neck.

"No, no, heru nin-" you'd laughed a little more, now at the ticklish feeling of his breath on your neck, "I laugh because I am happy." You hummed, a hand cradling his head - fingers tapping at the silver circlet that now permanently adorned his brow. "I also hope that this place can be home for our children when they arrive." You leaned back into him, delighting in Elrond's ever present warmth.

Elrond squeezed your waist tighter and lifted his face from your neck only to rest his chin on your shoulder so that he could stare out over the valley too. "I wish Durin could have seen this." He whispered, voice so soft it might have been a passing breeze.

You held him a bit tighter, "So do I."

I wish atar could have seen this too...

The two of you fell into solemn silence, feeling the weight of your friend's passing for the first time again in a while.

"Forgive me, my lord and lady," the voice of Elrond's young assistant pulled you two from your grief. Elrond turned to him, you following as well, to face Lindir who looked distinctly uncomfortable from having to pull you apart, "but Lord Elrond, your presence has been requested."

"Oh?" He asked, taking your arm in his in preparation to follow Lindir. "By who?"

"He did not say his name," Lindir mumbled, bowing his head in embarrassment, "and he was very adamant that he speak with you - he said he was carrying a message from Lindon."

"I see," Elrond hummed, his face thoughtful as his voice carried an underlying weariness that made you hold to his arm a little tighter. He turned to you, "Meleth nin, do you wish to accompany me?"

You thought for a moment before looking to Lindir again, "Did this mystery guest specify Elrond?"

Lindir nodded, short brown hair bouncing slightly.

"Then," you began, looking back at Elrond, "I believe I will leave it to you, darling." Slipping onto your tiptoes, you pressed a kiss to the young elf-lord's cheek - and didn't miss the way Lindir blushed at having witnessed the small display of affection. "Besides, I fancy a walk through the gardens."

Elrond nodded and let you slip from his arm as he turned to follow Lindir.

You watched them go, heads bowed together as Lindir presumably filled Elrond in on what the visitor had said, until they disappeared around a bend and you were left on your own with only the wind to accompany you. But, true to your word, you did not linger long and set out to indeed wander around the gardens.

Elrond had taken great care in choosing what plants were to be placed in the garden and where. Every plant served a purpose - some were edible, some medicinal, and others were there simply to make the garden more beautiful.

But he'd been careful to place any golden flowers farther away where you did not tend to go. Elrond was especially careful with the golden celandines - the flowers of your father's house. They'd been a gift to you from the High-King, meant to bring you good fortune as you and Elrond journeyed to Imladris, to the new hidden valley.

But the very sight of them brought visions of your father's cairn, of his battered body laid before you and your throat ached with age old screams of a newly orphaned child.

Elrond had hastened to take them from your sight and all but forbade anyone from displaying the celandines openly. A part of you pained to despise such an innocent thing as a flower. Your atar certainly would have been displeased.

Atar...

You wished Glorfindel could have met Elrond.

You'd once told Elrond of your father's sacrifice and how it had inadvertently led to the two of you falling in love. As it was your father's sacrifice in Gondolin that spared the life of Elrond's grandparents and, at the time, child father. Because, had it not been for Idril pulling you away from the cliff Glorfindel had fallen over, you would not have formed a friendship with Earendil and would not have had the courage to approach Elrond centuries later at a ball held in Gil Galad's honor.

And still, had it not been for the same sense of history shared between you and the young herald, you humored yourself to think you might have found yourself in the arms of the High King, as you had been quite taken with him.

But Elrond had been quite persistent in gaining your favor - you would later joke it was his Edain blood that made him bold enough to kiss you in front of the king's court. And thus, your hand had joined his with your marriage on the horizon.

Gods, when you thought back on it - your father would have been so amused by the whole thing. "Oh how the tides of fate do twist and turn, my little blossom." You could hear his clear, boisterous voice ring in your mind. "The Valar's sense of humor is hard to grasp. Why, Ecthelion could tell you stories-"

What you would give just to hear your father's laugh again.

You weren't aware you'd wandered all the way to the end of the garden until you found yourself staring down at the golden celandines. Normally, their bright visage felt like a mockery. But today, for whatever reason, they felt like a gentle hand placed on your soul. Comforting.

"My Lady!" A voice called from behind you and you turned just in time to see Lindir sprinting towards you.

"My gods, Lindir, what is the matter?" You asked reaching a hand out to steady the young ellon as he came to a screeching stop before you.

"Elrond has asked for your presence, immediately." He huffed, a little winded from presumably rushing to find you.

"Is he alright? Did something happen?" You asked, voice rising with your growing panic.

"He's fine, my lady," Lindir heaved one last sigh before rising to his full height, "but he wants you to meet the guest. He told me it was important."

“How so?” You asked, offering the young Ellon your arm so he could keep up with your hurried steps.

“He claims to be a Lord of Gondolin, a member of the house of the Golden Flower but Lord Elrond would not tell me his name.” Lindir mumbled.

The house of the golden flower? But that was your house and to your knowledge you were the only surviving member. All others had fallen during the siege of Gondolin. "My kin? How?"

"I am unsure, my lady. He told a strange story of coming from Valinor with a message for the High-King only for Gil Galad to send him here."

"Truly?" You hummed, less genuinely curious and more ponderous as you mulled over the possibilities. Atar never spoke of kin in the undying lands, you'd been under the impression that all had followed Turgon to Middle Earth. And how would they know of your family name?

The two of you walked in relative silence, your pace quick as Lindir led you back to where Elrond and this mysterious guest were waiting. The entire time, your mind was spinning, trying to come up with just who could warrant such urgency. Who could know of the fallen house of the Golden Flower?

Lindir brought you to a secluded pagoda slightly off the main path that snaked through Imladris. Ivy trains hung all around it, obscuring the two figures beneath it's steeple roof. But through the foliage you could make out the silhouette of Elrond and the shape of the visitor kneeling before him, head bowed in show of respect.

With a bow of his head, Lindir swept aside some vines allowing you to duck through the gap and enter into the hidden pagoda. Elrond's eyes met yours immediately, an emotion you couldn't identify lurking in their honeyed depths. But he smiled at least. And glanced to the person at his feet.

You followed his eyes and let your own rest upon the visage of your visitor. Through waves of flowing golden hair you could see pointed ears - so they were an elf. You quickly raked your eyes over their form, gathering in the details of their armor and sword (decidedly not the style of Lindon) . And you felt your breath hitch in recognition. That was the style of Gondolin. You hadn't seen armor such as this for ages.

The sound of your gasp brought the stranger's attention to you and they turned shining spring green eyes on you. Eyes you also hadn't seen for ages.

"Ah, you must be the lady of the valley." He spoke in a voice that shook you to your core, bringing memories of days spent chasing after pealing laughter and nights curled close as you were regaled with tales of great battles. The ghost rose to his feet and extended his hand to you. "I am Glorfindel, former lord of Gondolin."

"H-how?" You stuttered, feeling suddenly clammy and unsettled. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Elrond stride to you. "How are you here?" Warm arms surrounded you and you found yourself clinging to them as the world started to swim. Your voice sounded like cotton in your own ears. "I-you-you can't be real, I watched you fall-I-Balrog-"

"Starlight, hush, breathe," Elrond's voice was soft but his grip about your waist was strong, holding you upright. “Lindir!” He called over your head, if the young elf replied, you didn’t hear it. “Fetch some water and something easy to eat, please!” There was a pause before Elrond gently moved you, guiding you to a small seat nearby. "Easy, meleth, I'm here." He whispered as he helped you sit down. "You're alright."

"I apologize, heri nin, I..." Glorfindel began, approaching slowly with his hand outstretched as if you were a frightened horse he was trying to calm. "The High-King only informed me that descendants of the refugees from Gondolin survived, he did not warn me that any who witnessed my fall were here in Imladris." The tall, blonde elf lowered to his knees before you. "If I had known, I would have sent more warning. I can only imagine how shocking it must be to see a living ghost." A small chuckle slipped from him, tearing at long scarred over hurts in your heart and you felt tears prick your eyes.

The last time you'd seen his body, he'd been wrapped in a funerary shroud and laid to rest in his cairn. You'd planted the first celandine atop it.

The last time you'd seen his face, he'd been burned to the bone, blood coated his armor and what remained of his face, and his scalp - his characteristic golden hair - had been torn away from his skull.

The only way you'd been able to identify your atar's remains was the mark of the golden flower on his armor. You'd clung to his body, sobbed and screamed for your only kin to wake up, to come back to you. Idril and Tuor had pulled you away while Thorondor obscured the elf lord's charred remains from your sight.

For years you couldn't bear to look at paintings of him, knowing that all you would see was death staring back at you.

And now, death knelt before you looking far fairer than was justified.

"How...are...you here?" You asked, all too aware of how you trembled in Elrond's arms.

"The Valar sent me back to aid my kin in Eriador." Glorfindel answered solemnly, looking up to Elrond for a moment. "War is coming once again."

The three of you were silent.

Lindir slipped into the pagoda and set a small tray with food and water to the side before promptly exiting.

"How long do we have?" Elrond asked, finally breaking the tension.

"I am unsure. The Valar warned that Sauron's attack was imminent - he is gathering his strength and forces as we speak." He rose to his feet. "Which is why I have been sent back - to aid the Eldar however I can. I pledge myself to you, Herald Elrond, Lord of Imladris, to the bitter end. My sword is yours to command." Glorfindel bowed his head.

"Thank you, my lord." Elrond spoke softly, a hand rubbing at your shoulder. "I know I will call upon you when the time comes."

Silence fell once again like a heavy blanket over the pagoda. Glorfindel glanced at you. "I will excuse myself, if that's alright. I can tell my presence is upsetting, heri nin."

You stopped him. "Do you recognize me?"

The lord's attention snapped to you and his head tilted in question. "Do you recognize me?" You pressed a little harder, aware that your voice had become more urgent. Elrond settled his hand on your shoulder to keep you seated.

Glorfindel faltered, taken aback. You could see the word 'no' forming on his lips but he paused before he could give his denial voice. His head tilted to the other side and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Atar, please?" You wanted to sob, the sounds of a long ago attack echoed in your ears as your voice broke on the word you never wanted to utter again.

The blonde elf's eyes went wide and you swear you saw a spark of anger in their green depths but it was swiftly replaced with disbelief. You held your breath.

"Winimo?" He whispered so quietly you thought you imagined it. "Nitya alma nin?"

You were nodding so hard you could feel your circlet threatening to fly off your head. In a second you were off the low stool you'd settled on and crashing into the armored chest of your father, tears falling down your cheeks.

His arms wrapped around you, squeezing you so hard you thought your ribs might break. "My precious, little bird!"

"I-" you started to laugh, choking on sobs as you did, "I am not so little anymore, atar." Like a child, you found yourself burying into him and clinging to his armored form as if he might vanish. Again.

"No, no you are not." He sighed and pushed you back so he could look in your eyes. Tear tracks marred his own skin. "Look at you..." He sighed, blinking rapidly to clear his sight as he brought his hands up to hold your face. "You turned out gorgeous. Just like me." He barked in a laugh and you found yourself mimicking it. "I," his smile slipped, "I didn't know if any of my house were still alive. I feared that I would be sent back only to have outlived my own flesh and blood."

"Our house has perished." You said forlornly. "I am the only one left from the House of the Golden Flower."

"Ah," Glorfindel shook his head, "you were the only one. I am here now, little one." He reached up a hand to smooth over your hair, his fingers momentarily catching on the circlet above your brow. "We have much to catch up on."

"Indeed," you laughed drily, not entirely thrilled at the prospect of relaying the past centuries to your father.

"My lord," Elrond's voice was soft, gentle, as if he loathed the idea of cutting in to your reunion with your father, "do you wish to stay in Imladris for the foreseeable future?" He asked, tilting his head to the side as he approached the two of you. You stepped away from Glorfindel and towards your intended.

"I would be honored if you would allow me the privilege to stay in this valley and reconnect with my daughter." The golden haired elf was positively beaming at the younger elf-lord.

"Of course," Elrond bowed his head, "I will have Lindir prepare a room for you."

Lindir, who had apparently stuck around just out of your field of view, stepped forward long enough to nod to Elrond before scampering off to do so.

"Now, nitya alma," Glorfindel smiled at Lindir's retreating figure for a moment before turning to you, "tell me everything." He beamed.

"Everything?" You gawked. "What do you mean?"

"I mean," Glorfindel settled onto the small bench across from where you and Elrond stood, "tell me everything that's happened since last I saw you. How did you come to know the High-King, why are you in Imladris?" He started to ramble and you were suddenly reminded of the long tangents him and Ecthelion would go on when they gathered. "Any betrothals I should know about?" He raised an eyebrow, his face dropping into a faux stern expression that you saw right through.

"Well, actually..." you hummed, settling down on an opposing bench with enough room for Elrond to sit beside you. "Yes, I, well, we-" you gestured to Elrond as the brunette sat down, one arm wrapping around you, "we are actually betrothed."

His green eyes went wide. "What?"

"I have asked for your daughter's hand, Lord Glorfindel." Elrond explained as he brought his other hand over to hold yours in a gentle grip. "And she has agreed to marry me come next spring."

Glorfindel turned his attention to you and you felt yourself shrink into Elrond's side a little at the intensity in his gaze. "Is that so?"

You nodded. "Yes, atar, we have not set our day yet. But we have also just started planning." Suddenly, the weight of your betrothal began to settle on your shoulders. While Elrond had been entirely proper in courting you, you found yourself feeling embarrassed to confess to your father that your heart had been so fully ensnared by the charming half-elf beside you.

"I see," He hummed, voice and face unreadable.

A beat passed. You could feel yourself growing restless and had to resist the urge to snuggle deeper into Elrond's hold.

"I do hope you will forgive me, my lord." Elrond finally spoke, easily ending the pregnant pause with his calming voice, "Had I known you were returning to Middle-Earth, I would have waited to ask for your blessing."

Glrofindel's eyebrow twitched. "I should hope that an elf-lord would know how to properly court." He snipped, tone still hard to discern.

"Atar, please." You huffed. "Elrond has cared for me in ways I could never ask of anyone. He is not just my love, but my friend and closest companion." At this, you did lean into him. "He is the kindest elf I have ever met and he has always offered me his loyalty and time."

Glorfindel stared hard at the two of you, eyes narrowed as they flitted between you and your lover. "Nitya alma," he eventually sighed, lowering his head, "I am happy for you." He smiled but his eyes seemed sad. "I just wish I hadn't missed so much of your life."

"You did not intend to, atar. I hold nothing against you." You smiled back and reached out a hand for him to take in a loose hold.

"Thank you," he bowed his head, "May I see your marriage clasp?" He asked after a moment.

With a nod, you pulled back from him and turned your back to Elrond who carefully reached up to free the pendant from the end of your braid. His hands were skillful and delicate as he freed the strands from the confines of the glittering white-gold clasp.

He let the small braid that signaled your engagement fall back against your head before reaching out to Glorfindel.

Your father took the delicately crafted pendant in hand and held it as if it was the most precious thing in all the world. Which to you, it was. And it warmed your heart to see your father respect that.

Glorfindel turned the clasp over in his palm several times, his eyes never straying from the glittering jewels embedded within it. What he was thinking, you couldn't tell - his face was impassive.

Elrond held you tight to him as your father continued to sit in silence and you found yourself unbelievably grateful for the contact. You'd been with Elrond for many years, you were secure in your relationship. There'd been ups and downs, of course, as there would be in any relationship but you'd both always been secure in each other and in the knowledge that you're love was untainted by outside opinion.

But right now, for the first time in years, you were nervous about what someone might say.

At length, Glorfindel smiled and stood up. He stopped before the both of you and knelt before Elrond, hands extended out as if to receive a blessing but when you looked in his palms you could see your marriage clasp.

Elrond reached out and plucked the important item from your father's hand and turned to put it back in your hair. And as Elrond returned to his task, Glorfindel rose to his feet and bowed low to press a kiss to your forehead and then to Elrond's.

The action made both of your heads snap to the golden haired lord who settled a heavy hand on your love's shoulder. "I can think of no better person for my daughter to marry. I look forward to the wedding."

alma - flower

atar (quenya) - father

heri - lady

heru - lord

meleth - love

nitya - little

winimo - baby, little one

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[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

Imagine some of the elves of Middle Earth find out how easy it is to make you (a human staying in Rivendell) blush and become aroused.

They’re almost amazed how much their sweet words and light touches affect you. They begin to crave your flushed cheeks, the way your breath speeds up and the smell of your arousal. At first they were territorial and wanted you for themselves but now they know it’s better to work together.

At first they didn’t want to have sex with you, not wanting to spoil the seemingly innocent fun, but when Elrond fingers you and tells of how easy it is to make you cum, they all want to learn more.

Thranduil loves how submissive and good you are for him. You do whatever he orders and you look so pretty kneeling between his legs.

Glorfindel is amazed at how much your human body can take and how tight you feel around him. At first he worried he’d hurt you, but he hates the look and sound of disappointment when he holds back from you.

Elrond wants to make you cum again and again and again. He doesn’t care for his own pleasure, he just craves the way you cry out and beg him once you become too simulated.

Haldir loves to toy with you. Although he craves the way your pleasure-filled voice sounds moaning his name, it’s the foreplay and the way he can tease you that he loves the most. Sneaking up on you to hear your surprised sounds and then the way your breath catches at his surprising touches.

Legolas is a lot more playful then his fellow elves and loves the sweet noises you make. He loves to bounce you in his lap and listen to your sweet moans and giggles. He will give you whatever you want because he craves your sweet smile and look of admiration. Loves to feel your soft skin and stare at your pleasure-filled face.

Lindir plays you like a fine instrument, spending hours learning how to make you create certain sounds for him. He uses his fingers, mouth and cock so he can hear all of your sweet sounds. He’s not above begging you to be louder or to sing out for him.

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[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.

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[kat651]

Gandalf’s apprentice (Elrond x Reader)

You sat in lord Elrond’s study, slightly shouted in his favorite chair. You had a large volume in your hand and a few birds chirped as they sat in the window sill. The sun was setting, its bright rays hitting the pages of your- Lord Elrond’s book that you had sort of… borrowed without his knowledge. 

You smiled as one of the birds flew closer and landed on your shoulder. You were a little like Radagast, you loved animals. The bird chirped as you flipped a page of the thick volume, its pages were yellowed from age. 

You sighed in contentment, this was exactly what you needed.

Suddenly, the door opened and in walked nine other than lord Elrond himself. “I-y/n what are you doing in here?”

You didn’t even look up from the book. “Avoiding Gandalf,” you said in a nonchalant tone. 

“You do realize this is my study… right?”

You nodded. “Yup, and Gandalf would never think to look for me in here, my lord Elrond.”

He sighed and shook his head. “You didn’t ask my permission to enter.” He said, crossing his arms and frowning. 

You looked up from the book. “I-I’m sorry, I-I’ll leave.”

“That would be wise,” he said as you set the book down and walked out. 

“I didn’t mean to anger you, lord Elrond… I am sorry…” you whispered before running off, embarrassed with yourself. 

He sighed and shook his head. “That girl…” he mumbled as he sat in his chair. He quickly stood and turned to see a small folded piece of paper on the chair. He picked it up and unfolded it. 

It was a letter, written in your hand. He hesitated, it wasn’t addressed to him, but then again, you had intruded and it was now in his possession… He sighed and scanned the contents. 

My dear friend,

As for what you said in your last letter, no I cannot, if I told him the truth of it all, he would likely refuse to speak to me again. We are hardly even friends. I still refer to him as ‘lord’ it would be absurd to tell him such a thing at a time as this. They say love is an uninvited guest and they are right, if love wasn’t something I felt towards lord Elrond speaking to him would be much easier, but alas I cannot fight love it is far too powerful a force, I don’t believe that even the eldar could fight love. It’s too strong a force, perhaps the strongest force of all. 

Elrond dropped the letter and sat in his chair, eyes wide with wonder and amazement. “She loves me?” He asked, placing his elbows on the seat and his head in his hands. “I-it must be a joke, how can a woman like her, a woman of power and strength, love an elven lord like me?” 

-.-.-

“Where is y/n?” Elrond asked Lindir. 

He looked up at Elrond. “I have not seen her since this morning, my lord…”

Elrond sighed. 

“Though I would recommend you try the library, she spends much of her time in there.” Lindir said, noticing the disappointed look on Elrond’s face. 

“I will go check…” he said, walking off towards the massive library. 

To his surprise you were indeed in the library. He smiled as the sight before him. You had a giant stack of books in your arms, books that you were putting back on the correct shelves. 

He had mentioned to put those books in their homes earlier that day, but had gotten distracted by Gandalf. 

You placed a book in a high shelf and the others fell from your arms. You sighed and knelt down to pick up the books. You looked up when someone began to gather the books along with you. “I- lord Elrond! I-I…”

He smiled at your red cheeks as you stuttered. He gently placed his hands over yours. “It’s alright, Melith nin…” he said, “mistakes happen…”

You cocked your head, your elvish wasn’t very good yet. “What does that mean?” You asked, you thought it had ment ‘my love’ but now you were certain you were mistaken. 

“What does what mean, melith nin?”

“That, what you just said, what does it mean?”

“It matters not.”

You stood and put the books where they belonged. “Lord Elrond, please, what does it mean?”

“You will find out in due time…”

You sighed, shaking your head.

-.-.-

“Gandalf, what does melith nin mean?” You asked late that night as you kept him company while he smoked his pipe. 

“It means ‘my love’ in elvish, why do you ask?”

You felt your cheeks grow red. “I-just academic reasons, just trying to learn the language is all and that was one of the phrases I was able to remember hearing one of the elves say.” It wasn’t a total lie. 

Gandalf nodded. “I see…”

Once the two of you had parted ways, you headed to lord Elrond’s study, you couldn’t possibly sleep with those words echoing about your mind.  

You gently knocked on the door to his study.

“Come in,” his voice sounded through the door. 

You slowly stepped in and closed the door behind you. “Lord elrond why did you call me melith nin? do you really love me?”

He stoped dead in his tracks, turning to look at you. 

“I-I…” his cheeks were now red. “I do…” he whispered. 

You walked closer, searching for any lie in his eyes. When you saw none, your own eyes filled with tears. “…amrâlimê.” You whispered, it was dwarfish, but you knew he would understand. 

He smiled at you before slowly pulling you closer and placing his lips on yours. 

Your eyes went wide before you closed them and kissed him back. 

“Lord Elrond I-”

He cut you off with a kiss on the neck. “Just Elrond, please…”

You smiled and pressed yourself agents him. “Kiss me again…”

He smiled and gladly kissed you a second time, his lips forming perfectly with yours. “I love you…”

He smiled and pulled you over to the window sill, having you sit on it as he did the same. You both threw your legs over to the other side of it so you could see the view. You let your head rest on his shoulder as the two of you looked up at the stars. “Lor- I mean Elrond, thank you…”

“For what, melith nin?” 

You kissed his cheek. “Loving me…”

He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you gently. 

You leaned into him and he pulled his legs back up on the sill and pulled you into his lap as he leaned agents the frame of the window and continued to kiss you. 

His legs wrapped lazily around you as he continued to kiss you. “Mhhh, melith nin…” 

You hesitated for a moment before sliding your tongue in between his lips. 

He gasp-moaned and opened his mouth wider as he wrapped his arms around you even tighter. “Ngggg…”

You had never heard someone moan like that before, you liked it. You went deeper and he whimpered, pulling you even closer. “Ahhh… y-y/n…”

he moaned as you pulled away. 

You smiled. “Yes my lord?”

He gave you a soft glare. “Do not call me ‘lord’ after shoving your tongue halfway down my throat you little-”

You shoved your tongue into his mouth again. 

He moaned loudly and clawed at your back, begging for more. 

You paused and pulled back. 

“Why did you stop?”

A mischievous grin slowly adorned your face. 

“Y-y/n?” 

You moved your lips towards his ear. “Elrond…” you whispered before biting the tip of his ear gently. 

He gasped before letting out a muffled whine and clutching your body closer. “Y/n…”

pt 2 here

pt 3 here

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[tarantado-si-viann]

The Elves Reacting To Their S/O Wearing Their Clothes^^

Pronouns: You mostly so it's GN^^

A/n: So, hello! I'm new here on tumblr and I just thought that a nice, maybe warm, headcannon ( is that how you spell it? ) would do good for a first start.,. I'm sorry in advanced if there are spellings that are needed to correct! Also, I was lowbat at the moment so I could only do three huhu. But either way, please enjoy<3

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LEGOLAS•°`~

• "And what's this I see?"

• Although Legolas didn't mind lending his clothes to other people, you may be the first to amuse him in this state.

• There you were dressed in his casual, green, elven shirt with his double sized elven pants on you.

• "Why, hello there! I don't believe we've met...?" he smirks, rubbing his nose as he circles around you in curiosity. You giggled at his pretending and you played along.

• "Y'know, I haven't seen such a handsome ellon like yourself," you state and punch his arm gently. "You are?"

• For a moment, Legolas doesn't know what to say. In fact, he paces around, brewing the correct words until they lingered on the edge of his tongue.

• "The love of your life."

• You were shocked with his sudden answer and felt a trickling heat that crept onto your face in a flustered blush. You stumbled back while hovering your right palm unto your dusted cheeks in embarassment. Legolas chuckled and pulled you close into his arms.

• "Oh, melleth nin, I adore you so. However, I was truly surprised to see you in my own garmets. What made you think of this adorable nonsense?"

• "I didn't think I'd come up to this as well. You know me, full of surprises. Wait... are you perhaps cross?"

• Legolas kissed your forehead and rubbed circles on your back.

• No, Legolas wasn't cross. He was delighted by this incident that he even offered you to borrow more of his clothes next time. Why would he be cross with the person he loved the most?

• "I am not cross, my love. I am very happy and this just gave me an idea! Why don't we do this together? You wear my clothes again and I'll wear yours. Are you up? We could go surprise everyone here in Mirkwood!"

• A fond smile painted on your lips as you nodded in agreement. "Sure thing."

THRANDUIL•°`~

• "Y/n!" A needy voice echoed down the halls calling your name.

• "Huh?" you flinch on your spot, hurriedly placing king Thranduil's belongings back to where they exactly were minutes ago.

• Although you may had messed up... too much. Why, you didn't even know where to begin.

• "Where do these hangers go? How about the robes, oh! And the brushes as well!" you thought while your hands quickly picked up everything you saw. Hot damn!

• The footsteps grew louder and louder until they finally stopped at Thranduil's room. He was annoyed, no joke.

• The door carefully opened, revealing you caught in the headlights.

• "Y—"

• What were those? WHAT WERE THOSE ON YOU? WAS THAT HIS RED ROBE AND RINGS ON YOUR FINGERS?

• Thranduil was speechless. Unlike his son, he wasn't too keen on lending his spare clothes. But this, this would have to been an exception.

• His irritation disappeared like a bubble in an instant. "Uh... I'm sorry..." you sighed and began to remove everything you had a hard time putting on. What was truly the waste was the small, leaf branch circlet thingy that took you hours to prepare.

• However, Thranduil stopped you, a shy look on his face.

• "N-no... please... ke-keep them... I mean, well, uh... I—"

• You laughed nervously. "Wait what?" He looked so sincere, so that had your mind twisted in confusion and at the same time, gave you a hard time comprehending what he just said, not to mention his stuttering.

• "No... keep them, please. As long as you're happy, my dear."

• You blinked a few times before a happy grin etched on your face. It was a sight to see for Thranduil.

• He walked closer to you and fixed the stray hairs on your face, tucking them under your ears. He hummed in satisfaction before placing a quick kiss on your lips. He then turned back to the door when he didn't notice you followed his heels. "What?" he asked you in the least of annoyance.

• You shook your head and wrapped your left arm around his right one. Giving in, he dare let you roam inside the halls with his vibes radiating off of you.

• But wait...

• Where's the circlet thing????

ELROND•°`~

A/n: oof, that's my father figure^^

" Dear, Y/n! Please slow down!" Lindir called from behind you, dragging his heavy clothes along as his panting grew louder and louder across the halls.

You didn't pay mind to him as you continued to jog towards the council meeting, to which you could already see outside the door.

Lindir, who was too tired to chase after you, leaped into the air, catching you off guard, and grasped the end of your long robes. His body hit hard on the floor which made you shriek in guilt.

"Oh, Lindir! Are you hurt? Where does it hurt??" you worriedly call as you helped him sit up. The ellon wore an irritated expression on his usual bright face which made chills slither down your spine. You knew this wasn't normal, and to Lindir… well…

ENOUGH WAS ENOUGH.

"Y/n! Calm down at once! My lord Elrond will not be pleased when he finds out that you have fitted once more into his fine robes! Not even the mere 'fun' I'd expect from someone as superior as you. Yet, you've decided to do it again, I mean, LOOK AT YOU!!"

This wasn't the kind of critique you had expected from your best friend. Nonetheless, it offended you when you realized you had offended him as well. This poor elf was now injured for your sake. He just didn't want you to be judged and judged so rudely. No, not like the last time you imitated Lord Elrond's attire at one feast. Damn elves.

"I'm sorry, mellon. I'd be careful next time. But… I don't want to take these off yet! Can't we make most of the hard work?" you pleaded, pulling the puppy eyes that seemed to get everyone and literally EVERYONE all of the time.

"Screw this. Be free, Y/n. You are big and old enough to make decisions of your own." he spits with concealed amusement in his tone. To this, you smile, help him stand and leave him alone in the hallways.

"Make Elrond love you hard!" you kept in mind.

The council consisted of several elves including the Sindarin, Legolas, and Elrond who was seated at the edge of the circle of chairs. Gandalf was on one side and a dwarf at the other edge. The rest was occupied by more elves, a hobbit, and two humans, leaving you a rather intentional saved spot beside the Lord of Imladris.

Everyone's eyes laid on you. You had imitated every part of Elrond— his hair, clothes, shoes, and a hand made ringlet that matched his own.

Elrond raised a brow at you, but you could tell that he was delighted with… you. "Ah, well someone's tardy today. Where have you been and what have you been up to?" he asks slyly with a smirk on his face.

"I certainly had brewed some sort of mess back in your chambers. Tut! Well, that's nothing to worry about now, meleth. We should begin this instance!" you smile cheekily, patting his arm, head resting on his shoulder. You had made yourself too comfortable before a meeting. How would you be able to focus now?

"We'll discuss this 'brewed mess' after today's meeting. For now, we will figure out ways to destroy the ring."

•°`~~~~~~♪

This was so dumb.

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[tree0frog]

I’m Not sick

Fandom-lord of the ring

Pairing-Father elrond x child reader

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The halls of Rivinall where quite as the sun began to fade into night.you found your self lost, we're you ment to be in bed ?yes we're you no.

You were full awake now as your body did it's best to keep you warm from the cold night.

You didn't mean to leave your room it just happened you woke up felling unwell and saw out the comfort from some member of your family.

It took you some time having to stop to rub your eyes every few seconds or whip at your nose but you found your self out side of your older sister room Arwen, you knocked on the wooden frame and waited since you didn't want just walk in.

You looked up to see Arwen she smiled and bent down to reach your lever "n/n what are you doing awake?" She asked her voice still having some sleep in it, before you could answerer your body racking another. Coughing fit taking it's hold on you. After what seamed like forever its stoped your body tired and sore as you walked to have the comfort of your sister.

"Why don't we go see ads hmm"she asked softly gently picking you up resting on her hip"why" she laughed kissing your four head which was unnaturally hot for her liking,"because your sick"she stated walking toward her fathers room first hoping he was there."I'm not sick " even in this state you were still just as stubborn.

As the two of you reached Elronds room Arwen placed two gentle koncks of the door "Ada" the older elf opens the door not except for two of his children to be awake at this hour "Ada" you smiled your voice now week,"y/n is sick"your older sister explained. Taking you from the arms of your sister "Iv got them now dear " night Ada y/n" no reply came from you.

Elrond placed you on his bed as he kneeled down in frount of your smaller frame his hand was rested on your four head,he sighed as it was warmer that he would of liked. Another small coughing fit stared you hand quickly going over your mouth,"it's alright dead" Elrond whispers rubbing your back in a soothing way, once you stoped coughing he handed you a glass of water." Slow down y/n or you will start choking again " sorry Ada"

It was upsetting to watch as you were normally bouncing off the walls so to see you withdrawn and quiet well it almost scared him. The Elvin lord quickly got to work getting different bottles of liquids and herbs and got to work trying to heal your sickness.

"N/n please you need to drink it " you throw a pillow in his face " no I'm not sick Ada "you said as you whipped your nose,Elrond sighed as he looked around the room his eyes caught  the bowl full of different fruits more important raspberries picked up he set the bow in frount of you "if you drink this then you can have some of the fruit " no"

How did he end up with suck a stubborn child "I'll drink it if you spend the day with me " before Elrond could reply your small handed took the funny looking drink and downed it gaging at its taste "I'll have Lindir clear my schedule for tomorrow "he laughed putting the bowl away of the bed. As you moved to rest your head on his chest "thank you Ada " you yawned before falling into a well needed sleep the older elf smiled as he fulled the blanket over your frame before he also fell asleep

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[warriorofthought]

Saving a Poisoned Half-Vampire

Summary: You are one of Lord Elrond`s favorite vampire friends, he loves you, but one day his mansion is attacked during a festival by humans. You are injured and poisoned. It hurts you much more than other vampires because you are half vampire. Lord Elrond finds you alone in a room a little later when the other vampires have already left. He has been looking for you but has not found you yet.

Word count: 2.521

Warning: mention of injuries

Lord Elrond x Reader

You are laying on the ground in a pool of your own blood.

The blood seeps deep out of your wound and hurts. You try to breathe normally but the pain is too strong.

You hear some footsteps outside and then Lord Elrond walks in the door.

You see how Lord Elrond's eyes  surprised. His beloved half-vampire was hurt by the humans. He tries not to look too worried after all he's a vampire lord, but he's always had a special place for you, especially since you're so powerful even if you're only half vampire.

Then your eyes meet his.

Lord Elrond can see that you are really hurt. He walks over to you and helps you sit on the bed. He looks at your wound with fear, and after a while he removes your top and cleans the wound carefully with a cloth.

He is worried but he is trying to be strong for you.

"I'm sorry" you squeeze out under pain.

"They had me surrounded and I was too surprised to react" you say slightly ashamed.

"Shh shh, it's not your fault" Lord Elrond says, he sounds calm and tries to comfort you. "But we have to take care of it before it gets infected". He cleans the wound again.

Then he looks at you, "Can I ask you a question?"

You nod.

"What were you doing all alone here?" Lord Elrond says, "I thought you would be with the other vampires for the festival".

He is worried that something happened to you before the attack. And he also wants to know why the other vampires abandoned you.

"I was, but we got separated. And you know how they are, they have properly forgotten that i was with them, I'm just a Half-vampire." You say softly.

"They are stupid for forgetting you, you are valuable for me and them" Lord Elrond says, his anger is evident. "But I won't leave you like them, I will take good care of you".

He keeps cleaning your wound but seems to be very angry with the other vampires.

You see a slight flesh of worry go through his eyes as he sees the like black roots lines spread from your wound and decorate your white skin.

"It's worse than it should be, huh? It's because of my human side, because I'm not a full vampire?" You ask your vampire Lord Elrond.

"Yes, it's because of your human half, the poison spreads quicker in your blood" Lord Elrond explains.

He takes your hand, and you feel how worried he is. And how much he loves you.

"Don't worry, I've got you, I'll get you through this"

He looks at you and gives you a reassuring squeeze to your hand before he continues cleaning your wound.

"My dear... my little flower" he says, his voice is full of love and care.

You nod and can feel how your heartbeat calms down. Lord Elrond hears it too.

"I have tried to heal it myself, you know with my power. But my hands got burned" you say confused. Lord Elrond knows that this is because of the poison, the poison doesn't let your vampire Magic work.

Lord Elrond grabs your hands and looks at the burn marks, then he heals them.

"Yes, that is a bad sign, if your power can't heal it, it means that the poison is too strong, we have to do something"

Lord Elrond checks your wound again, it seems like the poison has spread more and it looks really serious. He seems worried.

"I don't have any powerful healing spells that could heal something so strong, because I never needed them. The vampires who are injured, always heal themselves", he says with a worried look.

He checks you for other injuries but he finds none.

You nod softly " s'not your fault" you whisper and you lean your head back against the pillow.

Lord Elrond looks at you and says "We have to talk about something... Important". He pauses for a moment and looks at you with a worried look.

You know that when Lord Elrond is this serious, something must be wrong. Suddenly you hear a knock on the door. "My lord?" you hear someone say.

"What is it?" Lord Elrond answers and the person outside the door says "The other vampires are here, they want to speak with you".

Lord Elrond looks at you but he does not seem happy about having visitors.

"you can go, i won't die quick" you say and slightly shove him on his arm

Lord Elrond looks at you concerned and he says "Are you sure?".

"I'll be back in a moment" he says.

Lord Elrond gets up and you hear him walking to the door, then he talks to the vampires outside the door, they seem to have something important to talk about.

You are alone in the room, and you don't know how long it takes till the vampires are finished talking. You notice how your head is starting to become dizzy, and the black veins have started to spread even more.

The fever is strong and you feel very hot.

After a long while the door opens and Lord Elrond comes in. He walks over to you and sits on the bed. With his hand, he lays a cold cloth on your forehead. You notice that the black veins have spread a lot and the poison seems to spread very quickly.

"My dear Flower..." Lord Elrond says, you can see how worried he is. "I'm afraid I have to tell you..."

Your eyes focus on Lord Elrond. And you hand reach out to him.

You touch his hand. It feels warm. You also feel how your heart beats fast and your head is spinning. You look at him with scared eyes. You are afraid of what he wants to tell you.

"You are sicker than I thought, the poison seems to be a little too strong for you" Lord Elrond says, he sounds sad and worried. He is holding your hand.

"I don't want to lose you..." You hear him say.

"Lord Elrond, can you call me again your Flower" you ask weakly, wanting to hear it one last time from him.

"My dear Flower" Lord Elrond says as he looks at you, "My precious and wonderful Flower."

His voice sounds so loving and his eyes are filled with tears.

"I love you, and I am so sorry..."

"What if we burn the wound" you ask, knowing it would hurt badly but it would stop the poison from spreading further for a while. It would give time to find an Antidote.

Lord Elrond listens to what you suggest with hope in his eyes.

He thinks for a second but looks at you worried. "It would hurt you much more, but it might delay the poison. But I don't know how much time we have..."

Lord Elrond looks sad but is still determined to help you.

"I'll do it if you want, my dear flower."

You nod and see how Lord Elrond quickly gets the things he needs. Then he puts a cloth in your mouth so you don't break your teeth or bite your tongue because of the pain.

your hands hold on to the duvet cover. you don't want to accidentally hit Lord Elrond in pain.

You hear how he puts the stone in the fire and then look at you as he waits that the stone is hot enough.

You feel the temperature in the room get hotter and hotter. The stone in the fire is getting brighter and hotter.

You wait with your teeth clenched and your hand on the duvet cover. You are prepared for the worst pain you've ever felt.

After a while you hear Lord Elrond say "I think it's hot enough now..."

And then he places the stone on your wound.

The pain is unbearable and you scream as loud as you can, even if you don't want to make a sound.

Your back arched slightly in pain but Lord Elrond held the stone to the wound. You can feel how tears run down your face, but you don't try to stop Lord Elrond. You know he does the right thing.

You feel the heat burning your skin and you are in so much pain that you can't stop yourself from screaming.

Lord Elrond holds the stone on your wound, he looks at you, he knows that you are in so much pain.

"You have to be strong my dear flower" he says, he sounds worried and his voice is filled with love. "One more minute" he says.

Then as he is finished he quickly puts the clothes away from your mouth and helps you take deep breaths.

Finally it is over. Lord Elrond looks at you, the black veins and roots are still on your skin, but they are not spreading as bad as before.

Lord Elrond wipes your tears, and says "How do you feel?"

You can feel how weak your body is, the poison really affected you. But you say as calmly as you can "I feel better, thank you...".

"Love you" you whisper breathless.

Lord Elrond smiles at you and holds your hand. "I love you more than anything in this world, my dear flower".

He looks happy to see you get a little better. But still, he is very worried about you.

"Are you going to search for a Antidote now? Maybe the human that poisoned me had it " you ask softly and with innocent eyes.

You know that Lord Elrond has not seen that human who poisoned you.

"Yes, I have a human servant looking for him now. I'm sure we will find him and I will make him pay for what he did to you."

Lord Elrond says, and he actually looks very mad. He has never had this much anger towards a human.

"You will get better and stronger, dear Flower. Don't worry" he says with a reassuring smile.

You nod softly " i know, i trust you" you whisper breathless and smile at him.

Then you hear Lord Elrond suggest that you should drink a little bit of blood, because your skin is so Pale. He knows you hate to drink blood.

"I know you don't like to drink blood, but you lost a lot of it, so you must regain your strength. Just a little drink, to get back to full strength. I need my little flower to be healthy again", Lord Elrond says with a loving voice.

He gets up from the bed and walks over to the table where a cup of blood is just waiting for you.

He holds the glass to your mouth and look gentle but firmly at you

"Just a sip, it will help you. Trust me." Lord Elrond says to you.

You are not sure about this. But you also know that the poison took a toll on your body.

Lord Elrond says with a soft voice "Come on, my little Flower. I know you can do it."

He holds the glass to your lips and waits for you to drink.

You open your mouth and Lord Elrond quickly forces you to drink the blood. You swallow quickly and your eyes travel over his face.

Lord Elrond continues to press the cup against your mouth until the cup is empty. Then he puts it down, and looks at you.

You swallow the blood and the taste of it makes you feel nauseous. But you try to ignore it.

Lord Elrond smiles at you and says "that's Good" he then takes your hand.

"How do you feel?" he says as he looks into your eyes.

"a bit better" you nod slowly

"That's good" Lord Elrond says, he looks happy that the blood helped you.

You can feel how you are getting stronger and healthier again. The poison starts to leave your body. But you are still very weak.

Lord Elrond sits on the bed beside you. "I'm staying with you until you feel better" he says with a kind voice.

"That's how I want to see you. You are getting better, my dear Flower." Lord Elrond says, he sounds happy.

"I think my human servant is almost back from finding the poisoner. When he is here, I'll kill this human for what he did to you."

He looks a little angry. You know that he won't let this human get away with this. But he is still happy to see you get better.

Lord Elrond looks relieved and happy.

"I know you are not fully okay yet, but the healing process is starting and slowly the poison is getting weaker." He says.

"Now we can focus on finding the antidote for you. I'm sure it will be very helpful for you".

Lord Elrond smiles at you, "My dear Flower" he says.

Lord Elrond is happy to hear that you feel a little bit better. "Good, good" he says and gives you a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"But you should rest, you need to regain your energy" he says and looks at your pale skin again.

"Just rest a little more, and get back to full strength."

"Good" Lord Elrond says, and gives you a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"We will find the antidote and you will be fully recovered. You'll become stronger than ever."

He looks at you with a confident look. "I believe in you, my little half-vampire. You are strong".

He puts his hand on your hair and strokes it gently.

"You see, a drink of blood can do a lot of good" Lord Elrond says, he still sounds worried.

Now that your strength is back, you notice that he is still holding your hand and he is not willing to let go. He says "Take a little rest, I will stay here just in case."

Lord Elrond is not willing to leave you alone.

After a while you fall asleep. In the meantime the servant finds the human who has poisoned you and brings him back to Bruchtal. The servant even looks for the antidote and finds his description on a letter, which he immediately took with him.

Lord Elrond is immediately informed about that and the servant hands him the receipt.

Lord Elrond quickly gathers all ingredients and mixes the Antidote. 

Then he comes to you and lubricates you on the wound. 

Your condition until then has deteriorated and you are no longer responsive, so Lord Elrond hopes that the Antidote is attacking the Poison. 

After a few hours, Lord Elrond can see a recovery, the black veins fade and disappear slowly. 

Then you open your eyes again and you look directly into Lord Elrond's face, who is smiling happily at you. 

Your fever has fallen and your other symptoms also disappear slowly. 

Soon you are with full power again and support Lord Elrond again in his activities and as a loved one.

Later, you will learn that Lord Elrond had put the Human in court and he has received a violent punishment.

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[mcu-senshi]

“This is simply but the first day of the rest of our lives together,” you say to your ever-loving and comforting husband as you place your head back on his chest.

“Indeed,” your husband responds as he plants a kiss on your forehead,” and I am ready to experience everything all that our lives have to offer us.”

You nodded and took a deep breath in as you intertwined your fingers with that of your lover’s. You and Lord Elrond married yesterday in the most beautiful and serene wedding celebration of your dreams. Now here the two of you were, laying in bed together simply taking in each other’s company.

If you were ask the younger version of yourself (say 300 years ago or so) that you’d be married to the High King’s Harald, you would have been shocked. Not because of any sort of bias or difference in social standing, but because you would have guessed it would have taken many more centuries for Elrond to build up the courage to ask the King for his blessing to officially court his daughter; the only heir to the kingdom.

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How do you all like this introduction to a fic I’ve recently thought of? 🤪 I have fallen hard for our beloved elf and it’s inspired me to write AND post for the first time in ages.

Now, a question on what type of princess you think reader is in this fic…

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[midnight6089]

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