A light rests in the dark forest

I need Mirkwood to be my safe haven, and I hope it can be yours too. 🧝‍♀️She/her. French. 28.

[mirkwood-lover]

An annoyed wife (Thranduil x elf!wife!reader)

Hi everyone!

A new little angst/fluff drabble about Thranduil and his wife fighting and making up because Thranduil loves his wife too much to stand her being upset at him.

Hope you'll enjoy! ✨️

Warnings: no proof reading, Thranduil being an idiot to Legolas and reader, angst/fluff

You were annoyed at your husband.

It wasn't happening that often, but Thranduil never failed to irritate you when he was unfair to Legolas and when he was unnecessarily overprotective with you.

Because of some disruptions in Middle Earth, Thranduil was particularly tense and intense lately.

He was clumsily showing worry about his son by being harsher than usually. And he was forbidding you from leaving Mirkwood.

You knew Thranduil didn’t mean things that way, he sometimes struggled to show his love to his favourite people.

His two favourite people.

You were doing your best to remain calm but you were starting to lose patience. Your strong character only made you want to leave Mirkwood. However, you were refraining yourself, knowing it would only worsen the situation.

You were currently in your royal apartment, looking by the open window, leaning against the balcony. You heard the chamber door opening and Thranduil softly calling for you.

You remained silent.

It didn't stop Thranduil from finding you; soon enough you felt his arms wrapping around your waist, and his face burying into your neck.

"I called for you, beloved" he murmured to you

"Oh I didn't know I was compelled to answer you" you replied with a little more annoyance than you wanted to show.

Thranduil stayed silent for a little while. His lips gently trailed along your neck, his body pressing even more against your back.

He hated upsetting you.

"You're mad at me" he whispered, and you could hear the sadness in his voice.

He didn’t stop gently kissing your skin.

You sighed and ended moving your head to give more room to his kisses. Even when you were mad at him, you couldn’t resist the feeling of his mouth on your skin. A ghost of a smile appeared on his lips.

"I'd do anything to make it up to you" he hummed

"Well, you could apologise to Legolas then" you replied as you turned around to face your husband.

"You're always taking his side" Thranduil groaned in annoyance

"Only when you are harsh to our son."

"I'm trying to teach him a les..."

"You are afraid for him and instead of saying it, you are mean to him, perhaps even cruel. You also are concerned about me, and your only solution is to lock me in, which is not any less cruel from you." you sternly replied

"Wife, be careful with your words" Thranduil almost growled

You planted your eyes in his before softly but firmly pushing him away.

"Keep going with that attitude and I'm not sleeping in our bed tonight" you warned him

"Threatening me now?" Thranduil's eyes darkened with anger

"Simply explaining to you that there will be consequences to your actions" you hummed with burning coldness

"You're cutting Legolas too much slack, when I'm trying to make sure he'll be a good Prince and Heir. Also you are reckless. I've got enough on my plate without having to deal with my wife's shenanigans on top of that" Thranduil replied, sharply

"Alright" you hummed and tried to move past him but he grabbed your wrist

"Where are you going?" He asked

You barely talked to one another for the rest of the day.

"In the throne room. I've got work to do. And don't touch me, husband." You violently took your wrist out of his hold and left the room without sparing him one last glance.

You fulfilled your queen's duties and you spent some time with Legolas, comforting him and letting him know how wrong Thranduil was. Legolas thanked you, even if he was aware his father actually cared about him.

You skipped dinner, not wanting to see your husband and you asked one of your maids to prepare a guest room for yourself. The maid instantly looked uncomfortable.

"What is it?" You asked

"My king forbad me from preparing you a guest room..." she trailed off

"Alright" you simply said and you left your home.

There was a clearing you particularly loved in your forest and you decided you were going to spend the night there.

You were at peace.

One of your guards followed you to the clearing.

You settled on the green moss and removed your shoes. Your feet went into the little pond and you unwound thanks to the freshness of the water against your skin. You laid down to look at the starry sky.

Until Thranduil appeared.

He gestured for your guard to step back before he sat down by your side. You kept staring at the sky. He gently moved a strand of hair from your cheek.

"I wish to get back to the moment I said I'd do anything to make it up to you. I'll apologise to Legolas and I'm also deeply sorry I made you feel like your place wasn't by my side in bed" he gently told you.

You looked up at him.

"Legolas is an adult and did great things. You are going to push him away" you warned him

"This is not my intention" Thranduil replied with regrets lacing his words

"I know. Also, you're not my King, you're my husband, so don't think you can order me around" you hummed

"No one can order you around, my beloved. This is one of the many reasons I fell in love with you." Thranduil hummed as he stroked your cheek. "Come to bed with me." He said before quickly adding as you arched an eyebrow at him: "Please. I cannot sleep without you by my side."

"I'm fine here." you shrugged

"Do you want me to beg you?" He asked "Because you know I'll do it."

"The proud and powerful King of Mirkwood begging" you teased

"As you said, I'm no King to you, only your husband. And I passionately love and need you" Thranduil gently kissed the back of your hand

"And I passionately love and need you in return" you hummed as you sat up to kiss his lips.

Thranduil instantly relaxed in your touch and deepened the kiss by cupping your face in his free hand.

"Promise me you'll do better" you murmured against his lips

"I solemnly promise I'll treat my wife and son better" Thranduil instantly replied

"Then let's go to bed, husband."

[mirkwood-lover]

A reckless Queen (Thranduil x elf!wife!reader)

Hello everyone!

I wrote a little fic about f!reader being a warrior queen. She can't stand monsters attacking her lands and she decides to fight them, but got badly injured.

Thranduil (husband) and Legolas (son) stay by your side while you're unconscious, worried about you.

Hope you'll enjoy! 🧝‍♀️

Warnings: no proof reading (and English isn't my first language), mentions of poison and sickness, reader almost dying, angst/fluff.

It was a bad idea.

Of course it was.

But you were tired of letting your cherished woods being eaten away by dark creatures. You didn’t want to abandon Mirkwood to them; you wanted to fight.

Thranduil told you numerous time that your guards were more than capable of dealing with them. But you were a warrior queen and there was no way you were going to leave all the fun to your soldiers.

Especially when you knew there was something more. The creatures seemed to get stronger lately, and you wanted to understand why.

Thranduil tried to forbid you to go after them, but at the moment your husband turned his back to go to a meeting in Rivendell, you went after the darkness.

You saw the shadows eating your forest alive. You understood how powerful it was and how to destroy it.

You planned and you attacked.

But not everything went as you wished and because of your foolishness, one of your soldiers was going to die.

You wouldn't have beared the guilt of it so you saved him before you could be stopped. You killed the beast, but not before the monstrosity sank its teeth in your leg. Its poison instantly burnt you and you cried out in pain.

Your last thought was about Thranduil and Legolas. Were you never going to see them again? Were they going to lose you to the darkness?

Everything went black after that.

You stayed in a world of fire and pain for a while. You didn’t know for how long. More than once, you thought about giving up. It would be so much easier. So much softer.

However you were a warrior.

A queen.

A wife.

A mother.

Giving up was not an option.

After weeks, you opened your eyes. You were resting in a bright room.

Too bright.

You winced in pain because of it and then because of the liquid fire engulfing your body. You heard voices around you, something about not moving. It sounded a lot like Thranduil.

The darkness engulfed you again, but this time you went away with the clear feeling of your husband's hand in yours.

It was comforting and it seemed to keep the fire at bay.

"Are you burning my forest?" You croaked out, the iron taste of blood covering your tongue

When you opened your eyes again, it was dark outside, not even the moon was there to greet you.

But you felt better. No more unbearable pain.

Legolas was pacing out in the room while Thranduil was still holding your hand, watching through the window. You noticed flames outside, and it worried you.

"Mother!"

"Beloved"

Both your men instantly leaned toward you, Thranduil bringing your hand to his lips and Legolas sitting on the bed next to you. You could see the relief washing over their gorgeous features.

"So, the fires?" You asked again

"We're burning the creatures." Thranduil explained with fatigue.

He stood up, kissed your forehead before looking for a healer.

"I thought Father was losing his mind when I arrived. The doctors were pretty pessimistic about you." Legolas whispered

"I'm a warrior and a queen." You shrugged, as if it explained your resilience

"You are, mother. But I now know where my recklessness comes from." Your son smirked

You quietly laughed.

"You might be right about it. Even waited for your father to not be around to find troubles." You paused "Is he angry at me, you think?"

"Concerned and exhausted only." Legolas replied "You have been unconscious for over two weeks and father refused to leave your side, no matter how much everyone told him he needed some rest."

You groaned. "Great, I'll get an overprotective husband for some times now." You rolled your eyes.

At this instant, your healer came in and checked on you. Thranduil's eyes never strayed away from your face. You could see the dark circles under them. You noticed how restless your lover seemed to be; his fingers playing with his rings nonstop.

"So?" He finally asked the healer

"The Queen needs rest and to keep her bandage on her legs clean. Otherwise, she'll be fine." She said

"Good. Are you done?" Thranduil asked and when the healer nodded, he added: "Then you can leave."

You gave him a look of disapproval. You whispered a gentle thanks to the healer as she left. She turned around to bow to you before silently closing the door.

Thranduil was by your side in an instant, his right hand tenderly cupping your jaw.

"Legolas, how about you get some fresh water to your mother?" Thranduil asked without turning to his son, a simple pretext to be left alone with you.

Legolas understood and disappeared after having kissed your cheek.

Thranduil waited for your son to close the door to talk again.

"You're the smartest person I know and yet you've been particularly stupid. And you waited for me to be away to be foolish." Thranduil told you

"You were neglecting me. I thought if I almost died it would force you to look after me." You teased with a little smile.

Thranduil plunged his intense look in yours, making sure there was no truth behind your words. He didn’t seem satisfy and sat by your side.

"The star of my life." He murmured

"I'm only joking, husband. We both know you never neglect me. And I need no excuse to look for troubles." You quickly added

"Come on, my love, don't say such awful things." You replied, bringing his palm to your lips to kiss. "Lay down with me, please." You asked

"I'll still take a better care of what is mine. I had a glimpse of an immortal life without you, and only madness, bitterness and loneliness were awaiting for me." He stroked your cheek "What would Mirkwood become without its light?"

Thranduil was quick to throw his coat away as well as his boots. He entered the bed and quickly brought you to him. You snuggled into his chest and kissed his neck.

"I love you. Please don't be mad at me, I'll wait for you next time I want to find troubles." You cutely murmured to him.

He sighed and hugged you impossibly closer "I love you too and I don't know how to be mad at you." He paused "But yes, do wait for me. Why didn't you tell me about it? Am I truly neglecting and upsetting you?" He sadly asked

You quickly shook your head "You're good to me. Don't make me feel guilty for a not so funny teasing. I just knew you'd try and prevent me from going out and fight the monsters." You peppered his chest with kisses as a silent apology

"I prefer to fight by your side, than worrying myself to death."

"It does sound better indeed, my love."

With the silent promise to wait for him next time, you fell asleep in his warm embrace, while Thranduil allowed himself to relax for the first time in weeks.

[bigbluefishi]

Eowyn 🐴

[witchthewriter]

𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: I'm sorry I don't know who Bronwyn is but thank you for the request!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝑻𝒂𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 ⋆˚꩜｡

・She likes to spend her time walking in the woods with you,

・The Elven culture is more demure in showing affection

・Tokens are more their style

・So on your anniversary, Tauriel gifts you with meaningful objects. Sometimes they're jewellery, but often it is just a token that means a lot to the both of you

・Has taught you how to defend yourself. You train together, and it's her way of saying "if I'm not there, you can defend yourself until I find you."

・Has a habit of clamming up when she gets overwhelmed. She seeks you out in those moments, because she knows you are a safe space

・Likes to hear you talk; the subject can be anything. She will sit and listen to you rant, etc

・Tauriel is never forgetful. She always keeps her promises. And she speaks her mind.

・So when she finally tells you she loves you, you wholeheartedly believe it

𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍✧˖°.

・She is a beautiful woman and treats you with utmost care

・Featherlight and delicate, Galadriel wants you to feel as giddy as she feels whenever she looks at you

・You both communicate using the telepathic powers she possesses

・You have full conversations, in your mind. But to anyone else looking at the pair of you, they would think you were mad

・Because it's the constant eye-contact, the small smiles and the laughter from two people staring at each other

・Loves asking about your hobbies, and tries to get involved when she can. Galadriel wants you to be happy, always.

・You're the only person who sees every aspect of Galadriel.

・You don't have secrets from each other. Never need to hide anything, because Galadriel knows everything about you, and still chooses you. Again and again.

𝑨𝒓𝒘𝒆𝒏 ⋆˚꩜｡

・Your wife is intoxicating.

・Her attention makes you feel seen, heard and loved.

・Her eyes are only for you.

・Arwen loves brushing your hair/playing with it

・Asks if she can braid some of it, and with you saying yes, she can get carried away.

・Each of the braids translates to 'This person is married.'

・Yes, Arwen can be very protective but also she wants people to know that you're taken. You're married. You have your soulmate.

・Incredibly gentle when she touches you; sweeping her fingers over your cheek, kissing your eyelids and kissing the palm of your hand

・Arwen is incredibly loyal. And she'd give up her immortal life if it meant being with you

・Her love knows no bounds

𝑬𝒐𝒘𝒚𝒏 ✧˖°.

・When you first started courting, she was apprehensive, closed-off.

・But her heart opened up, eventually and when she cares about someone, she will do whatever it takes to keep them safe

・She takes you out riding and it always ends in a race.

・Eowyn's love language is Words of Affirmation, but it can also translate into her just wanting to talk to you. About anything.

・You both like physical touch; linking arms, holding hands, playing with each other's hair, slow delicate kisses.

・Eowyn knew she wanted to live the rest of her life with you, the first time you picked up a sword and wanted to train with her.

・It meant a lot. She was rarely encouraged to train, to learn combat; but you encouraged her without meaning to.

[ibuprofen-menace]

Hello folks

Bedroom Headcanons - Elves (Part I)

Thranduil, Elrond, Legolas

Warnings: Sex related stuff, not smut tho

You guy's feedback is always appreciated. Had to rewrite Elrond and especially Thranduil multiple times. Legolas is just my good perfect boy

Thanks for reading. Enjoy.

Thranduil

Dude is basically touch starved.

Most people tend to think he's extremely sadistic and bdsm like dominant, well he's not (most of the time).

Although he's an elf and a king the real thrill for him is to feel like a man a creature with a pulsing heart made of blood and flesh

Everyone in Mirkwood already submisses to his will he does not want this from his consort.

His favorite position is missionary and it's variants

He is patient in every aspect of his life, intimacy time is a marathon not a race.

Just like a cat luring a mouse to a dark alley, he loves to court and to conquer his prize.

Takes his time chasing you, his favorite game is when you leave a trail made out your clothes through the castle.

Loves to watch you touch yourself for his amusement.

Whispers "Gilmith" in your ear while inside you (silver starlight).

Will absolutely loose his mind if you touch or kiss his neck, especially if you are on top of him.

"Everyone works for him but he will only work for you"

Elrond

Suggar Daddy energy

Big on orgasm control.

He loves to watch you reading on his library and often places you on his lap while he works

Foreplay is his favorite part. Sending you an afrodisiac tea, a new nightgown or a piece of jewelry with a note "Wear this tonight. Only this"

Not against a little cockwarming under the library desk also

Will teach you everything he knows

Rewards good behaviors

Stamina final boss

His favorite position is sideways while kissing your neck

Perfect mix of praising and dirty talking

Loves fingering because he gets to look upon your face while you come undone for him

May engage in a "bratt tamer" role play once in a while

"He's as kind as summer and as vigorous as winter"

Legolas

Aparences may be deceiving

Definitely shy at first and at first only

Way above average sex drive

A devoted lover. Will definitely make your legs tremble till they are numb

Loves to take charge not out of blunt dominance he just wants you to himself all the time. Watching, touching, feeling, fingering, tasting.

Training together may very quickly turn into foreplay.

Outdoors sex is always a choice.

His favorite position is you riding him, or just on top of him generally.

Has a bit of a breeding king just doesn't know it yet

Although he is always open to new flavors his favorite will always be vanilla, doesn't mean he's boring. he's traditional

Will praise you like crazy

"I would catch the sun for you but it does not compare to your warmth"

Thanks for reading, love y'all

[cxliae]

Oh ma lord holy fine shyt bro

I literally can't wait for LOTR - Hunt for Gollum to come out,

cuz the Thranduil stories will start coming back 😛😼 MUAHAHAH

[mirkwood-lover]

Thranduil. Vigorous Spring. King of Mirkwood.

[lotrcolors]

LEE PACE as THRANDUIL THE HOBBIT: THE DESOLATION OF SMAUG Dir. Peter Jackson

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[mirkwood-lover]

Destiny is cruel with its toys (Thranduil x gn!halfelf!reader)

This is the first time I write for Thranduil, so I hope you'll enjoy 🥰

This is a very angsty short fic about reader knowing Thranduil is their soulmate, but him not noticing it.

I promise I'll write something less angsty next time 🙈

Warnings: no proof reading (and English isn't my first language), ANGST, mentions of war, mentions of loneliness and being unloved, no real happy ending

The first time you saw Thranduil, you were the general of a human army. A very smart and skilled one.

You were actually half an elf. Unfortunately the elfish side of your family never loved you. It stung because you would have loved them very dearly.

You didn’t know how to be more "elvish". Therefore, Thranduil barely noticed you; you were just another human in his eyes.

The first time you saw Thranduil, you knew he was meant to be your soulmate. You knew you were meant to be his. The way he talked made you shiver. The way he held himself drove you crazy with pride and want. He was everything you could ask in a mate.

But he was happily married. And you knew better than to try anything.

You were too unworthy of him, you thought.

In the end, the first time you saw Thranduil, you did your job and won a war by the Elves side. Despite your victory, a bitter taste lodged in your mouth and heart: Thranduil didn’t even acknowledge how amazing you did.

When you went back to the kingdom you served, you thought it would be the last time you would see Thranduil.

He didn’t even say goodbye. But why would he, when you didn’t exist to him?

Time passed by and there was not a day you didn’t think of the first and only time you saw Thranduil.

You missed the life you could have had with him.

One day his wife died.

And one day you got betrayed and lost everything. You were not a general anymore and you had to run away.

He became a bitter and violent king.

You became a cruel mercenary.

You were both lonely and unloved.

You kept thinking about him, while Thranduil wondered if he would ever be able to love again.

You offered several time to work for him. And at some point, you ended up in his army.

You stood so close to the light, and yet you were kept hidden in the shadow. Thranduil never realised you were in his kingdom or that he already met you.

Destiny is sadistic, you thought day after day.

After years, you couldn’t stand the situation you were in: almost touching happiness but never fully reaching it.

You decided to leave Mirkwood. You needed a forever home, not an uncomfortable shelter.

When you resigned and announced the news to Thranduil's general, the King happened to appear at that moment.

Destiny didn't want you to end this little game so soon.

Your eyes truly met for the first time.

He froze before quickly walking to you.

Until he spoke.

Like in trance, he cupped your face in both his hands. Warmth spread through your whole body.

Suddenly you were in a very pleasant dream. The happiest of dreams you ever had.

"You've got *her* eyes." he whispered

You understood that Destiny would never stop toying with you.

And you understood that if your soulmate ever loved you, it would only be through his love for his dead wife.

It would never be about you.

[mirkwood-lover]

Hey Thranduil's lovers!

Soon gonna post little drabbles about the King of Mirkwood on this blog 🥰

Currently obsessed with him, so writing to get him out of my system.

You can send me ask if you want to!