I love the few collages you’ve made! I’m gonna ask for a few but I’ll do them in separate asks. I hope you don’t mind!
I’d love to see a Faramir one!
Hi sweetie! Thank you so much for your request and ofc I don't mind :) I'm glad you like them, honey! Here comes sir Faramir!!
(this might be my favorite one so far ;) )
El <3
Prince Faramir appreciation post
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This might be my favorite one so far! Also, I would love to write something for Faramir! :)
Requests are always open. El <3 (all images were made by: El via canva & paint)
Also, here is the MASTERLIST!! (click on link, babes <3)
You sat next to Legolas on Elvens' supper (it was a mistake)
Legolas Greenleaf
The golden hues of the setting sun poured through the grand arched windows of Thranduil’s castle, casting a warm glow over the elegantly decorated hall.
Flanked by towering pillars and adorned with shimmering fabrics, the atmosphere pulsed with the quiet laughter and gentle music of elven life.
As you entered the hall, you marveled at the beauty of the exquisite feast laid out before you. The scent of roasted meats and fragrant fruits wafted through the air, creating a tantalizing allure that was hard to resist.
Finding your place at the long, serpentine table, you felt a twinge of excitement and apprehension. You had been invited to this elven supper—a rare honor for a human—and the knowledge that you would be sharing a table with some of the most enchanting beings in Middle-earth only heightened your nervousness.
You glanced around. Elves laughed and talked, their voices like music, but you felt small and out of place amidst such beauty.
To your surprise, you found yourself sitting next to Legolas, Son of Thranduil.
After some time, their fruity wine started to hit. You turned to Legolas- he was watching you the whole night-
His white hair shimmered like spun sunlight, and his eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. You had heard tales of his skill and bravery, but in this moment, he was simply beside you—tall, beautiful, and impossibly charming. Something about him was drawing you in, his pale skin, his long fingers splitting fruit in no time, sweet juice dripping down his thumb.
You hate to admit but your thoughts were wild. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the way his eyes looked at you- so hungrily, but you started to imagine how his fingers would feel all over your body.
Suddenly he leaned to you, his strong masculine scent filling your senses.
“Ah, a human amongst the elves,”
He whispered lightly, a playful smile tugging at his lips as he glanced at you, his voice smooth and melodic.
“Does the magic of the night overwhelm you? I promise, we bite only in jest.”
A blush crept onto your cheeks at his words. You shifted in your seat, stealing a glance at the ornate platter full of sweet pastries.
“It’s beautiful here. I just think your wine is a bit strong.”
You managed to say, your voice barely above a whisper.
Legolas chuckled softly, leaning in a fraction closer, the fragrance of leaves and the earth lingering around him.
“I doubt that's wine, dear. Don't think I didn't notice how hungrily you look at me..”
He said, his tone both teasing and sincere.
“Surely you must know that by now.”
You felt the heat rise to your face as his slender fingers found a way to your soft thigh, gently stroking you. It was at once flattering and mortifying, and you wrapped your hands tightly around your cup of sweet elven wine, focusing on the intricate patterns carved into its surface.
“I-I don't think I understand-”
You stammered, your heart beating faster.
Legolas arched an eyebrow, his expression incredulous yet playful.
“Come on, don't do that to me. I see how you watch my hands.”
He leaned back slightly, the teasing glint in his eyes never wavering.
“I know what you're thinking dear. Tell me, I want to hear it. Are you thinking of me? Are you thinking of my long fingers in your dripping hole, hm? Tell me, baby.”
The right words eluded you, and you looked down, the vibrant color of the goblet reflecting in your eyes.
“Legolas...I..”
You managed to mumble.
A melodic laugh escaped Legolas’s lips, filling the space between you with warmth.
“Shhhh let me give you something to think about.”
He said as he leaned closer, his sweet words and warm breath tickling your neck.
You dared to peek at him, and his expression was earnest yet mischievous.
"Imagine me, slowly dipping in your juices, moving my fingers gently, curling them in you. I bet you would be full, hm? Filled to the brim, darling. Would you want that?"
Your breath was caught in your throat, his hands still gently squeezing your thighs.
"I would use my tongue on you, lap and lick, tasting your sweetness. My, my, wouldn't stop until your legs are all shaky. I know how to pleasure, baby."
Your chest was heaving and you could feel pure desire pool in your stomach. It's impossible you're discussing this with Elven kings' son.
"Legolas please.."
You pleaded, your eyes finding his, full of lust.
"Shhh no need to plead, dear. Let me give it to you, hm? Let me show you how a real man loves..how a real man fucks."
His hand gently moved closer to your underwear. You could feel his warm thumb ghost over the hem of your panties, his blue eyes half lidded.
“And why not join me in some adventure? Why not come with me? You won't regret it baby, let me fill you so good.”
He suggested, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. Your heart raced at the thought of a personal adventure with him beneath the stars.
All you could manage was a small nod, catching his hand to lead you away. His body was radiating heat.
As the night wore on, you found yourself lost in the woods, stepping into your own light, following Legolas. You watched his broad back, moving behind his slender figure. You knew, when you find the spot this man won't leave your side. Your cheeks were as red as strawberries, arousal pooling between your legs.
As you walked deeper in the night, you knew you will never forget this supper.
Sorry this one was shitty y'all TwT I'm a bit behind because of my college but I will post on-date if I could.
Anyways, hope you liked it. Feel free to request anything! Requests are open <3
since it's hoa hoa hoa fall soon and LOTR gives me hoa hoa hoa vibes, can you write something for Legolas?? like a harvest or something autum-ny?
Hello sunshine! This one actually made me laugh with "hoa hoa" autumn! xD I whiped up something so I hope you'll like it! Thank you for requesting babes <3
El <3
Legolas Greenleaf- autumn air
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GN reader
<3 (SFW)
TW- none
Hua Hua Hua vibes as requested
Legolas and reader are besties in this one ;)
Legolas Greenleaf
As you wander deeper into the shadowed beauty of Northern Mirkwood, crisp autumn leaves crunch beneath your feet, weaving a tapestry of reds, yellows, and browns. The air is brisk and fragrant with the scent of damp earth and ripe fruit, mingling with the faint, lingering aroma of pine.
You can hear the distant laughter of elves, melodic and soft as they prepare for the day’s harvest. Each sound fills your heart with joy—there's something magical about the way the elves bring light even to the darker corners of this ancient forest.
You’ve always admired the elves of Mirkwood. Their grace, their wisdom, and their ethereal beauty leave you in constant awe. Today, however, you are not just an observer; you are part of a gathering to harvest apples from the grand orchards that lie near the forest’s heart.
Among the elves, there is one who stands out—Legolas, your closest friend in this realm of enchantment. With his tall, slender frame and long blond hair intricately braided, he embodies the very essence of the forest.
You catch sight of him ahead, moving with his usual swift precision. His blue eyes sparkle with excitement as he turns to see you approaching.
“There you are!”
He calls, a smile breaking across his delicate features.
“I feared you might have been lost among the trees.”
You laugh, feeling the warmth of camaraderie blossom between you.
“I might have been, had it not been for your guidance, dear Legolas.”
“Come! The others await us.”
He beckons, his excitement infectious. You follow him deeper into the orchard, where low-hanging branches sway with the weight of their golden orbs.
The apple trees stretch high above you, their leaves painted in the vibrant hues of fall. You take a moment to admire the spectacle around you—sunlight streams through the vibrant canopy, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor. It’s a picturesque scene, one that feels like it has been pulled from the pages of an ancient tale.
The gathering of elves is already hard at work. They float among the trees with effortless grace, their laughter mingling with the soft rustle of leaves in the wind. You are struck by how beautiful they are in this autumn light, each movement a dance, each sound a note in nature's symphony.
“A little clumsier today, are we?”
Legolas’s teasing voice interrupts your reverie. You turn to him, cheeks flushed from the sun and embarrassment. Although you’ve tried hard to fit in with the elves, your human clumsiness often draws unnecessary attention.
Rolling your eyes, you respond-
“I promise I shall be graceful today, just you wait!”
Your heart swells with determination, and you urge yourself to match his fluid movements.
As Legolas shows you how to pick the apples from the lower branches, you feel a sense of peace. He instructs you on how to select the ripest ones, his patience never waning as you reach too high or stumble back on occasions.
“Easy now..”
He chuckles gently, his voice smooth as silk.
“Avoid taller branches. They are not as friendly as they may seem.”
You can’t help but smile at his protectiveness. This is the way of Legolas—always looking out for you, ensuring your safety while nurturing your spirit. You gather a small basket and start filling it with apples, his advice echoing in your mind.
Together, you share moments of laughter and playful banter as you work. Legolas expertly swings up to the higher branches, plucking the juiciest apples with a single flick of his wrist before tossing them down to you. In contrast, your efforts feel clumsy and awkward. Yet, with each passing moment, the forest wraps around you in a blanket of vibrant colors, making every stumble a part of the enchanting experience.
Hours pass in this blissful reverie, laughter echoing through the orchard, the sun dipping lower in the sky, casting a golden hue over everything. Throwing an apple your way, Legolas suddenly says-
“Let us take a moment to admire our harvest.”
You both walk toward a clearing where the sun sets the world ablaze, and you lay down your bounty. The apples burst with color, their gloss reflecting the fiery shades of the sky. You sit beside him, breathing in the scent of the fruits and the earth beneath you.
“This is what friendship feels like, is it not?”
Legolas asks, a soft smile playing on his lips as he watches you.
You nod, your heart soaring at the connection you share.
“I feel at home here, Legolas. With you—among the trees and the whispers of the winds.”
“You understand, then, the heart of Mirkwood.”
He replies, his gaze stretching across the horizon.
“To be among friends, to appreciate the beauty around us—it is a timeless gift.”
As twilight descends, the forest takes on a new life. Shadows play games among the trees, and the soft hooting of owls joins the chorus of the evening. The elves gather nearby to share stories, their lithe figures glowing in the starlight, laughter dancing among the branches.
“Shall we join them?"
Legolas offers, standing and extending his hand to you. You take it, feeling the warmth of his trust and friendship course through you.
As you walk back to the group, your heart is light and free. You can’t help but think that even in your clumsiness, there is beauty. In each stumble, each fall, Legolas is there, steady with his unwavering support.
Together, you weave a story of camaraderie and discovery among the apple trees of Northern Mirkwood, a day marked by laughter and friendship that will linger long after the autumn leaves have fallen.
Here, in this realm of magic, you realize that it isn’t just the beauty of the land that holds your heart—it’s the bonds you forge, the memories you collect, and the unwavering friendship of Legolas that make every adventure truly extraordinary.
Hii guys :). I hope y'all like this little mess I made. Anyways, hope you liked it. Feel free to request anything! Requests are open <3
