#meg talks with the rop babes

[feyhunter78]

Hello bestie, Elrond request delivery service!!

Female reader x Elrond.

Reader has been kidnapped by another king who wants her for his wife but she’s already married to Elrond so our beautiful little elf comes to her rescue and they get all fluffy with each other after he finds her and takes her back to Rivendell so he can treat her for her wounds she has received ❤️🥰

Bestie!!! So I mixed your request with one I got for protective Elrond Hcs! I thought they kinda ran along the same vein! I hope you like it!!!!

Protective Prince

Elrond as we know him in TROP is not a fighter, of course in the later series we know he can fight, but he is still heart of hearts a diplomat. That being said, our boy can throw down if need be. Y’all remember that show of strength in the mines???? Crushing rocks with that hammer, not even breaking a sweat?? OOF that did something to me fr fr, anywayss let’s get to the headcannons:

Elrond is very protective of those he loves, but he goes about it in a more subtle way, usually.

He is quick to defend you verbally *see sfw alphabet* and never loses an argument. If anyone speaks badly about you, he can and will ruin their life. After he tries the civil route first, of course.

I see Elrond as someone who:

Makes sure doors don’t hit your shoulder when you’re rushing to get through them,

Always gets off his horse first in order to help you off yours,

Always drinks a little less than you to make sure you get home safely,

Put himself between you and any assumed threats,

Encourages you to learn to defend yourself,

Keeps track of people who talk badly about you and ensure you don’t run into them,

And like a million other little things! If we get battle scenes in the next season then I’ll definitely do an updated one of these with that knowledge in mind, but I feel like all in all, Elrond’s way of being protective is being proactive.

Now to a little blurb about sweet Elrond:

Truly you believed these types of things only happened in children’s tales, a beautiful maiden kidnapped by a loathsome king who desires her as a bride, and yet there you were. Tied up in a dungeon while a man you had meet briefly monologued on and on about how you were destined to be together, you just did not yet understand that.

“I am married, I cannot, and will not, marry another.” You told your captor once more, bracing yourself when his bejeweled hand drew back, the skin of your cheek already torn open and bloodied from his strikes.

He did not wish to hear that your heart belonged to another, but you would not cease. You had spent a century with Elrond, not a mere moment that could be so easily forgotten.

A surprised grunt and the heavy thud of flesh hitting stone bid you to open your eyes, and before you stood Galadriel, sword in hand, and Elrond who rushed to untie you.

“Y/N are you well, did he harm you?” He asked, gently caressing the irritated skin of your wrists.

“She is bleeding, clearly, he has injured her. Cowardice thrives in men like him.” Galadriel seethed, cleaning her blade with the cloak of your deceased captor. “Those who would harm the helpless, who would steal a woman from her home.”

You stood on shaky legs, leaning on your husband for support. He handed you lembas urging you to eat it as he and Galadriel led you out into the sunlight.

Now you sat in your quarters, strength partly regained thanks to the provisions your husband had provided during your journey back.  Elrond bustled around the room, pulling out your favorite nightdress and beginning to run a bath for you as the healers finished dressing your wounds. Once they left, Elrond kept moving about the room, the anxiousness rolling off him in waves.

You held your hand out to him, and he took it, pressing his lips to your palm reverently. “My starlight I was so worried, my heart would not still, my mind would not rest, day and night I agonized over your fate, forgive me for not coming sooner, the High-King—”

“Elrond.” You stopped him gently, his oakwood eyes settling on you, the skin underneath them wan and purple with fatigue. “All is well, there is nothing to forgive, you came for me and that is what matters.”

He pressed your hand to his cheek, taking your other hand and placing it over his heart. “I will always come for you, there is no force in this world that would keep me from you. No distance, or peril, no storm or foe, that could hinder me not when you, my starlight, my love, my life, are waiting for me.”

Tears welled in your eyes, and you smiled at him, your fear had vanished the moment you saw him in the dungeon. The sun at his back, his cloak already in hand, being wrapped around you. The way he whispered your name and held you with such gentleness. If the fairy tales were true, then your husband was a prince of legend, and you, his beloved princess. “I will always wait for you, you are my love, my husband, my protector, no god or king could hold my heart as you do.”

Tag list: @nyctophilic0vitnir, @elronds-pointy-ears, @elrondscalaquendi, @dilf-superiority, @jesticace

[feyhunter78]

Hey lovie!! It’s been a while😁 I was wondering if you could write something about Elrond taking care of the reader after they had a long day? Like they come home completely exhausted so he daws them a bath, washes their hair, and is a total sweetheart?

Hey babe!!!! I've got a little something short and sweet for you, I hope you like it!!!!

Long Day W/H Elrond HC

Your day has been awful. All your hard work was ruined, you spilled ink on your clothes, and you’d been so busy you didn’t eat anything until you were already starving and miserable. You trudge back to you and Elrond’s shared chambers, already undoing your complex braid and wishing you could just fall into bed and sleep.

Elrond looks up from his book when you enter, a bright smile on his face that quickly fades into a look of concern as he takes in your exhausted form.

“Oh how cruel the world is to dim the light of its most precious star.” He laments, standing quickly and pulling you into his arms. “Who has upset you, my y/n, tell me and I will do all in my power to set things right.”

You lean into his warmth, burying your face in his clothed chest, breathing in his comforting scent. “I have merely had a long day, husband. Everything that could go wrong did, and it all has become too much.”

Elrond cups your cheek and brushing a kiss to your forehead. “Rest then, my starlight, I will draw you a bath.”

You start to argue, telling him it’s wash day, and that it will take longer than normal considering your hair.

He shakes his head and guides you towards the bed, urging you to rest and wait.

You lay on your shared bed, and before you know it, you’re gently lifted into the air. You wake and rid yourself of your ink-stained clothing before slipping to the bath. Laying your head back, you let out a sigh of relief, the warm water soothing your tired body. Elrond begins to wet your hair, careful to keep the water out of your face.

You both sit in silence as he washes your hair, oh so careful not to get soap in your eyes or tug your hair. You hum in delight as his blunt fingernails massage your scalp, and soon you find the stress of your day melting away.

Once your bath is done, you dry yourself off and change into your nightclothes. Elrond lays close to you, his arms wrapped around you, keeping you pressed against him. “I am sorry the day has been so cruel to you, my starlight.” He whispered, pressing soft kisses to the plains of your face, each one a silent declaration of his devotion.

You tilt your head up, so your lips can meet his. “It is better now, with you.”

He smiled into your shared kiss, one of love and gentleness, that tasted sweet, and made your heart feel light. Elrond always had this unexplainable ability to make the world disappear when he kissed you. As if his lips could stop and start time, keeping you both locked in a perfect moment for as long as you remained connected.

 Elrond broke the kiss, whispering how much he loved and adored you, how he wished he could take away all that which made you sad. You did the same, expressing how much you loved him, how much you appreciated and valued him.  Then you finally fell asleep feeling refreshed and whole in your husband’s arms, ready to face the next morning, knowing he would always be there to comfort you when you returned.

Click here to the beautiful moodboard @emmyspov made for this little fic of mine🥺💗

Tag list: @nyctophilic0vitnir, @elronds-pointy-ears, @elrondscalaquendi, @dilf-superiority, @jesticace

[feyhunter78]

Hey Hey!! How are you lovely? Could I be so polite and ask for #18 for a lovely little elf called Elrond please 🤭💗

Hello love!!!! I'm doing well! You most definitely can request #18 with our boy Elrond! It's a short and sweet little fic, and I hope you like it!

The Day's End

This crosses #18 off the list for Elrond!

You had been stressed all day, tomorrow was the midwinter feast and as the High-King’s most trusted event planner you had to make sure everything was perfect. You’d spent the day running back and forth making sure the chefs had all the ingredients they needed, making sure the tables and chairs were set up, and of course triple-checking the guest list.

Finally, the day was over, and you trudged back to your quarters ready to fall into bed and slip into a hopefully dreamless sleep. You pushed open the door, and a smile tugged at your lips as you saw Elrond look up from his desk.

“My starlight, finally you return.” He said, standing gracefully and making his way to you.

“Today was so chaotic, nothing was done right, and my head hurts.” You whined, all but falling into his arms.

He embraced you, hand supporting the back of your head as he kissed your forehead. “I am so sorry to hear that, would you like me to make you some tea for your headache?”

You nodded, and he eased you into his desk chair. You looked over the speech he was writing as you waited, making small edits.

“Y/N the day is done, you must rest, or you will not be at full strength tomorrow.” He gently chided, taking the quill from your hand, and replacing it with a teacup.

“I know, it is just that you had the wrong name in the speech, and I did not wish for you or the High-King to be embarrassed at the feast.”

Elrond gave you a soft smile. “You work too hard, I would have caught the name before giving Gil-galad the speech.”

You sipped the tea, letting out a sigh of relief as the herbs soothed your headache. “I am certain you would have, but I caught it now, so no matter.”

He shook his head fondly and laid on your shared bed, arms open for you. “Come lie with me. Let me hold you.”

“I would, but I am too busy. I just remembered I must speak with the head waiter, about when to serve each selection of wine.” You insisted, standing, even though all you wished to do was curl up in Elrond’s arms and sleep.

He sat up and reached for you, tugging you into his embrace. “You can speak with him tomorrow, you are too tired and, I fear, you shall fall asleep on your way to meet him.”

You couldn’t argue when his warmth enveloped you, your head falling back against the soft pillows of your bed. “I suppose you have a point. It is late, he will probably be asleep already.”

He chuckled, caressing your cheek. “He will be, most of the city is asleep.” His fingers carded through your hair. “Now rest my starlight, I will ensure you do not oversleep.”

You snuggled closer to him, breathing in his familiar scent, letting it wash over you and lull you to sleep. “Thank you, my love.”

He pressed a gentle kiss to your temple. “Of course, sleep well, y/n.”

Tag list: @nyctophilic0vitnir, @elronds-pointy-ears, @elrondscalaquendi, @dilf-superiority

[feyhunter78]

(READ ONLY ON MONDAY) Happy birthday!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖

STARRRRR OMG THANK YOU🥺🥺😭😭💗💗💗

This made my morning ILYSM😭

[feyhunter78]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌

This is so sweet😭😭 thank youuuu

[feyhunter78]

💘Is there any posted fic you want to rework/re-edit/re-write?

🌿how does creating make you feel?

Thanks for asking!!!!! These were hard ones to answer!!!

Writing fanfics literally kept me sane during my transition from college to back home and it helps me feel more confident in my writing skills!!!! I really enjoy seeing everyone’s reactions to my work it’s literally the best part of my day🤩

[feyhunter78]

❤️ 🤖 ask game

My favorite ship right now has got to be Helaena and Jacaerys from HOTD but mostly bc I love writing them!! And then my rarest pair is probably Julia and Penny 23 from The Magicians!!!!

[feyhunter78]

You seem like such a fast writer! All I see is notifications that you posted something new, how do you do it? 👀❤️ I'm so slow when it comes to writing...

Anyway, keep up the great work😍😘

Thank you!!!🥺🥺💗

So a bunch of my fics are actually already up and completed (or like ten chapters ahead) on AO3 bc that’s where I started publishing a few months ago!

I just post them here every so often in bulk! That’s why it seems like I’m putting out four chapters at a time!!!!!

But the requests I obviously don’t already have written! I wish I had a secret to share bc I totally would, but I’ve always just been a fast writer when it comes to topics I enjoyed!

(It also helps that I just graduated with an English and Creative Writing degree so I’m trained to churn works of writing out fast😂)