Loki and Thranduil Imagines

Leave (Thranduil x Reader)

You walked happily through the hallway, smiling to the guards that you passed as they bowed in respect to you.

As the Elvenqueen, you were not as demanding as Thranduil was. You are the ice to his fire, the shield to his sword. The two of you were completely different people. You were the one who was always smiling and laughing and caring about all of your subjects. You even lowered yourself and befriended all the servants.

Feeling quite happy and content, you had a slight jump in your step as you went towards the throne room. Your hands clapped in front of you each time you took a step. As you pushed open the mighty and heavy door, you flashed everyone in the room a big grin as you entered.

And there sat your husband, on his regal throne, with his crown upon his head. The light that was seeping into the cave seemed to make his blond hair even lighter than it normally was.

The ellon that made you his wife was absolutely striking, and you couldn't have asked for anyone better. His sharp cheekbones that looked like they could cut a stone into two, his cerulean eyes stared into your very soul, how long his fingers were compared to yours when he interlaced them with yours. He was absolutely perfect in your eyes.

"Meleth!!" You raised your voice and sped toward him, ignoring all the guards that stood by his side. They were already used to this kind of situation, they appreciated it, even.

"Thranduil, Thranduil, Thranduil! Oh, how I missed you!"

As you went to hug him, he sent you a dangerously cold glare that made you stop where you were on the platform.

"Thranduil?" You whispered his name, but his eyes hardened even more. You never saw him this angry at you, the passion that was once there was gone and was replaced by the cold elf in front of you.

"Get out."

"What?"

He repeated himself, "Get out."

"But why? Thranduil I don't underst-" Before you could manage to finish your sentence, Thranduil's hand made it to your cheek, sending you to the floor with a stinging slap. You put a hand to your face as tears started welling up in your eyes.

"Thranduil?"

"Get out."

"What's wring with you?!"

"I said," he took a step toward you, "leave!"

"No! I didn't do anything wrong and suddenly you hit me!"

"Get out you whore!"

At that point,your rage can't be held. You explode and punched his face. A thin line of blood coming out from his nose. Before he could insult you any further, you stormed out of the throne room and went to Elrond.

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Thranduil stood at the place on the platform where you had hit him. His guards already left him alone knowing he needed some space. Balling his fists, he could still repeat the things you had just done.

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"It's absurd Elrond!" You laughed as you pat Elrond on the shoulder. He too was laughing and swaying on the bench.

"I'm not lying (Y/N)!! It's all true!" You laughed even more. Elrond then leaned toward you and whispered something in your ears. And you laughed harder.

"But that's so silly! Why would anyone do something like that?!"

"Because, it's too good. Not even I can resist it! You're the best (Y/N)!!!"

Thranduil just watched from the shadows as his eyes darkened. His own wife swooning by the Peredhel. He wasn't about to forgive you for this.

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The day had turned to night. The birds had already stopped singing hours ago, and yet you still hadn't returned to the chamber. Thranduil's heart started to beat fast and sweats now formed on his forehead. He felt guilty for hitting you, but you deserved it, right? He paced in his room. He sat on his massive bed and sighed. He waited for another hour.

The hour passed and he violently pushed his door open, startling the guards that were placed outside of his room.

He barked his orders to the elves.

"Search for her! Search for the Queen! Now!"

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You sat by the pond in your private garden, accompanied by the flowers that sung softly to you. You dipped your feet into the pond and shivered at the coldness. You hummed softly. Suddenly footsteps can be heard rushing toward you. You turned your head around to see no one other than your own husband. His brows knitted together and his face clearly displaying that he was worried. You turn your head in another direction and ignored him.

"Meleth-nin," he breathed.

You ached to hug him but you know better than that.

"Meleth-nin."

You ignored him.

"Meleth-nin." He then snaked his hands around you to hug you from behind, but you quickly slapped his hands away and get up from your seated position by the pond.

"Go away," you said to him harshly.

"I'm sorry. Please..."

"Go away."

"(Y/N)..."

The way he spoke your name was so heartbreakingly sad, but you stood your ground.

"Get. Away. From. Me."

"Meleth-"

"You don't need a whore like me!" You yelled. Tears were now streaming down your face. You dropped to the ground and cried. You could feel him embrace you and you didn't resist his touch.

He pushed your hair away from your face and kissed your head.

"Forgive my foolishness Meleth-nin."

"I-I forgive yo-you...." He tightened his embrace as you sobbed quietly on his shoulder. After a few moments, you looked up to him.

"Thranduil, what was this all about?"

He looks away and answered.

"I...I saw you with Elrond."

You then laughed loudly and punched him over and over again.

"It's.....that?!" He looked confused at your reaction. You laughed harder and stood to leave. You kissed him on the lips and whispered.

"I know who stole all my cookies back then~ And I know, thanks to Elrond~" You left him, still laughing.

Thank you very much for reading! I tried to make an angst type of story. Did it work? I dunno. Thanks again and have a great day!