#thranduil x reader

[be-xkyy]

I really have a type 👀

(Handsome men with long white/blonde hair🧝🏻‍♂️😏)

Part 2

[yunheadling]

Being a girl is: When you realize that you were falling for a fictional character during his first appearance but suddenly found out that he already have a love interest/lover then you suddenly get mad for not researching about them immediately when you first saw them

[princessimotep]

When the maladaptive daydreaming goes too far ✨️✨️✨️

[monastuff]

the lack of x reader in the Hobbit/Lord Of The Rings fandom needs to be studied

'cause what do you mean there are so many hotties but so little fics

[marz-barzz]

How the lotr elves would react to a love letter from their partner

Thranduil 🦌

Legolas 🍃

Lindir 🎻

Elrond 🌾

Lmk if you want more of these

[herrschersankta]

I have a love hate relationship when everyone in the tv show is hot

Like who am I supposed to fucking root for I'm suffering as a bisexual for christ's sake??

[zenith1994]

When a multi chapter fanfic hasn't been updated in the past 2 years but the author is still active

[sweetgothpeach]

𖥻 ׁ ׅ 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐲 ! ׁ ׅ 🧵

Pairing: husband!Thranduil x Wife!Reader.

Sumary: You are your husband's personal tailor, and he always wants your touch on everything.

Contains: established marriage, playfully rude Thranduil (he calls reader a Madwoman ), "slightly" pregnant!Reader, Kinda ooc ( maybe ? ).

400+ words

Peachy's note : English isn't my first language, I did this in the middle of the night (🥲), its my first time trying to write something for thranduil, Just testing to see if it would work.

I DON'T FEED MY WORK WITH AI, YOU SHOULDN'T EITHER!!!!

Made by @sweetgothpeach !!!!

Among the trees, she were seating with a needle and the finest embroidery threads from all Mirkwood in her hands, gold and green leaves were being woven onto one of her husband tunics, Thranduil had said that his new, freshly made tunic seemed incomplete when he put it on before her.

The tunic, in a dark shade of green with gold details, seemed "plain" to his eyes, as almost all his other clothes would have been tailored by his beloved wife.

"It seems... boring, there's nothing here that is..." The word "boring" rolled onto his tongue, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction as he looked at himself in the mirror.

"Mine?" she lifted her body from the bed shared by the couple, going to him and letting her hands slide down the tunic that was on his body. "I can arrange something for you!".

He gently held her hand, preventing her from going any lower. "Careful, Meleth nín, you know exactly how you got to this beautiful state." He brought her hand to his own lips as he gazed at her " Oh".

She shook her head slightly with a smile on her lips, drifting out of the memory, losing focus on what was in her hands, the needle made a small prick in her finger, causing her to let out a small cry of surprise.

The hurried footsteps were unmistakable, the not too soft taps on the ground certainly belonged to someone in a hurry.

He scanned her with his eyes, one of her hands was resting on her belly, and the other was raised in the air, showing him her index finger.

"Isn't that a magnificent shade of red?" A small pearl of blood formed on his finger. "An embroidery thread of that color would look great with black fabric!" The tension in his shoulders, though almost imperceptible, gradually fadded.

"You're a madwoman, I should have known that from the start!" Thranduil took her hand carefully, examining it. "But... it's a beautiful red indeed!" the heavy sassy tone carried in his voice.

"And not satisfied with just the Madwoman, you had a child with her, and now after almost 3,000 years, you wanted to have another!" She said, his eyes drifted down to where her other hand rested, and a sigh of disbelief escaped his lips, he would never win that argument with his loving wife.