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warriorofthought · 5 months

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A Father's Condition: A Heartbroken Son's Choice

Summary: Thranduil and you are a couple but to protect him from your father you make a deal with your father that almost kills you.

Word count: 5639

Warnings: sad emotions

Guard Thranduil x Male Reader

You are currently alone with your father in a room. Writing something in a book as he walks over to you and stops besides you.

You look up at him " ada?"

"Mmm?" he asks "Are you done writing?"

His voice is deep and soft at the same time as he looks at you.

"yes"

"Good" a slight smile appears on his face as he starts walking to the door. "Can you come with me for a second?"

You nod, stand up and follow him " where are we going?'

"My room" he says, his voice suddenly lower and more serious.

"We need to talk."

You quickly follow him further.

You enter his room and notice, he locks the door right behind him.

"Why are you locking the door?"

"It's for privacy..." he says, walking closer to you. "I really need to talk to you."

"Talk about what?"

"I... have heard rumors..." he says "I have wanted to talk about it for some time, but I did not dare." Your father finally says.

"I'm curious, my son. Do you have a lover or something like that?" Father asks you.

You can barely speak as his words shock you "A...Lover?...Why?...Is it important?"

He comes even closer, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"Why are you asking me this, have you asked that brother also?"

"You both are different, my son..."

He gently grabs your chin and turns your face to the side, slightly lifting your head.

"Look at my eyes."

His deep voice is filled with excitement.

"So different are we not, he is a bit older but also my brother and your first son."

"Yes, but he is older...you are still young and innocent but it's a very good thing."

"Let me ask you something, my son. Don't be ashamed....if you had a lover, you would tell me, wouldn't you?"

"Probably not" you answer.

His eyes slightly widen.

"What do you mean with 'probably not'?"

He comes closer again but you can notice, he has now less control over his actions.

"Why should I tell you that, just because you are my father, the king, you just will scare them away" you utter.

His grip tightens on your chin. "What did you just say?!"

"You heard me, father" you answer.

"So you DO have a lover?"

His jaw muscles tighten, the veins on his neck seem to swell, all his control is disappearing.

You step a step back and bump against the wall, you are starting to get a bad feeling.

His eyes are almost wild now. "I thought I taught you honesty?"

The door is locked, you can't run away even if you wanted.

He slowly pushs himself against you.

"I'm honest" you say hesitated.

"Then be honest with me. Do you have a lover?"

You nod slowly.

His eyes are filled with both anger and curiosity.

He bites his lips. "Is it someone in this castle?" he asks.

You nod again.

His grip on your chin becomes slightly more painful.

"Who is it?" he demands.

"Father, please, you are hurting me." You whisper.

"Then just tell me, it's simple: who is he?" He grabs your chin even harder.

"Thranduil " you squeeze out and grab his hand and try to loosen his grip on you.

"Thranduil ?..." his eyes widen "Do you mean one of my guards!?"

His voice is filled with rage now.

"Ada, please you are scaring me" you whisper.

The rage only seems to grow "I will kill him."

His grip changes slightly, now he is grabbing you, pinning you to the wall and the door.

Your chest is pressed against his. You can hear his heavy breathing.

"Tell me...have you kissed him?" he growls.

"Ada, please" you beg slightly.

"Tell me, my son...have you kissed him?"

You nod slowly.

He doesn't release you for a moment but instead, comes even closer.

"How often did you kiss him, my son?..." he asks, his voice is low and almost predatory in this moment.

"don't know" you lick your lips " often maybe over ten times"

His eyes seem to sparkle in anger now. "over ten times!"

"Who initiated the first kiss?" A wild look appears in his eyes.

"Why do you want to know that?" you ask.

"Just tell me!" He hisses.

The grip on your chin tightens again.

"Did you initiate it or did he?"

"Please, Father. Let go of my chin" you say softly but slightly scared.

His eyes still seem wild.

The grip on your chin is painful.

"Tell me first and I will release you, my son."

"He kissed me first" you breathe out.

He hisses and his eyes only seem to spark more.

"That traitor...he kissed you?!"

He tightens his grip on your chin even more.

"Did you kiss him back?" He demands.

You nod slowly.

"How often did you kiss him back, my son?"

He presses his body against yours.

His eyes are wild as he keeps you pinned against the wall with his free hand.

"Always"

"Every time he kissed you, you kissed him back?"

You nod slowly.

"Did you enjoy your kisses with this traitor?"

His voice is calm now, like a predator that finally got what it wanted.

"He is not a traitor" you Protest.

You can feel his hot breath on your neck now as he leans even closer.

"I should punish him, my son." He says in a soft voice.

He starts to massage your chin now as the grip tightens slightly again.

“I punish him, for corrupting my son, his prince, this traitor, had no right in that. I think torture is the best punishment for him.” he says evil.

"No, don't do this, don't do anything to him" you say, almost vulnerable.

"I need to teach him a lesson..."

His voice is calm and he seems to be serious.

His grip tightens even more, his eyes have no anger now but excitement and a creepy sparkle.

"No, please. I can break the contact with him, if that's what you want but please don't do anything to him" you say quickly, apologetic and suffering.

He seems to be thinking.

His grip on your chin and your body is still tight but his voice is calm. "If you promise to break any contact with this traitor I'll grant your wish and keep him away from punishment...is it a deal?"

He smiles slightly.

You nod immediately, " i promise, i will talk to him and say that i don't want to see him anymore"

His smile only grows and he moves even closer to you. "Good, my son...very good."

He starts to caress your cheek with his thumb.

"Do it right away, my son. Tell him, you don't want to see him and don't love him anymore."

Your jaw tense slightly before you nod with a sad sigh.

You can feel his hot breath on your neck again as he leans right in front of you.

"Tell him you don't love him anymore, my son."

His voice is calm but you can hear how evil he says this.

Your eyes fill slightly with tears but you nod.

You can feel his fingers in your hair, stroking it softly.

"You are a good child, my son..."

"Just tell him that you don't love him anymore and that you will never see him again and that's it..." he whispers.

"I will, I promise."

He smiles and gently caresses your cheek again.

"Good child, my son...I am pleased." His voice is soft again.

"Now, be a good child and go tell him that."

You quickly walk out of the room.

"Don't come back here until you told him..." he says, while his eyes are still fixated on your back.

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Timeskip

You wait in a secret room until Thranduil comes to the meeting time. To do what your father wants.

When Thranduil meets you, you quickly move your gaze to the ground.

"Look at me..." Thranduil commands.

You slowly look up.

"What happened?" he asks.

You don't respond, you still can't look him in the eyes.

"Speak, please." he demands.

"I... We must talk" you answer.

He looks worried and his gaze is fixated on you, not used to you saying these words.

His voice is soft. "What happened? What is it, my love?"

You feel a slight pain move through your heart as he calls you my love.

"Maybe you should sit down" you whisper.

The pain grows even bigger as he moves and sits down.

"Please just tell me...I am worried..."

His voice seems to shake. His eyes are completely filled with worries.

"i.. we..." you stutter but you can't form words. Your hands run through your hair, nervous and stressed.

He tries to take one of your hands and looks at you.

"Please, my love...I am getting even more worried. Just speak to me."

You feel the pain in your heart rising.

Your hand moves a strand of his beautiful hair behind his ear and your eyes shows slightly the pain you feel. You already feel bad for what you're about to do to him.

His eyes seem to show a bit of shock as you touch him there.

"My love...?" his voice is filled with worry and disbelief.

You can hear his breath quickening.

"I don't understand...tell me what is wrong...please."

He looks right into your eyes.

"you are so beautiful" you whisper longing and try to smile.

"Thank you, my love..." he says softly. "But why are you like this? Why are you so shy, so distant all of a sudden?"

His eyes are filled with worry still but he tries to smile reassuring.

You take your shaky hand away from his hair and step a step back from him "we can't see us anymore, can't continue this relationship" you finally blur out.

His breath quickens even more, his eyes only show worry. "We can't anymore? But why, my love? What made you think that? Why are you even telling me this?"

His voice seems to tremble slightly.

He starts to stand up.

"I don't love you anymore" you say emotionless.

"What?!" he shouts, in complete disbelief. His eyes fill with shock and worry.

"I...what do you mean?! How can you say this so cold-heartedly, my love?"

He moves closer to you and wants to take your hands again.

“Don't call me, ‘my love’ again” you damage low.

You move away from him. " I'm breaking up with you, I don't want to see you anymore or any close to me. Don't speak to me again and don't come close to me, Thranduil."

His jaw seems to be locked, all his emotions seem to freeze.

He stands still.

"You...don't love me anymore? You...don't want to see me? You don't want to have anything to do with me?"

His voice is quiet, you only hear shock.

He shakes his head slightly. "Is this only a bad dream? You...you can't be serious, my love."

"I'm serious, from today on I'm not your love anymore just your prince. Don't talk to me or even look at me, when I don't comment you to do that."

He seems to be in disbelief. He can't comprehend what just happened.

He shakes his head again and takes a step towards you.

"You... don't love me anymore? So all of this was...a lie?"

He can't hold back his tears now.

"All the kisses...the times where we were together...was it all a lie? I...don't understand it."

He takes another step towards you.

"I never lied, all that I was saying was true and you know it." you whisper honest but slightly painful.

The grief in his voice is unbearable.

You can see his eyes fill with more tears as he takes another step closer to you.

"Please...please tell me, why all of this?" he whispers. "Why are you leaving me like this...? I...I can't believe this..."

You step away from him "because this relationship won't work out. I'm breaking up with you." you blur out.

"I will go now, don't try to speak to me again" you whisper softly and leave the room quickly.

You hear his deep and long exhale but he says nothing to this.

The pain in his eyes is still big.

He stands still, all his emotions seem to freeze as he tries to wrap his head around what is happening right now.

When you have already left the room, you can still hear his quiet voice.

"My love...come back. Don't leave me like this..." he whispers.

You quickly walk to your room, trying not to break down in the hallway.

You feel exhausted after that conversation and want only to get in your room.

When you arrive and are able to close the door, you take a deep breath.

You start to sit on your bed but quickly lie down on it.

A tear runs down your cheek as you realize what just happened.

Silencie.

All these thoughts and the pain in your heart are just too much.

You start to cry as you remember all the times with him.

And then silence.

You want to sleep and not think about what happened.

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Timeskip

You have cried yourself to sleep and the next morning you wake up, you change your clothes and walk as always in the dinner room for breakfast. Once there you greet your father and your brother.

You get out of your room and walk towards the dinner room.

"Good morning, father and brother" you greet.

Your eyes seem to be a bit red still as you try your best to not appear sad and exhausted.

Your brother looks slightly worried and Father seems to be deep in thoughts, like he is thinking about something very important.

Before you start to sit down, your father finally starts talking.

"Is everything alright, my child?"

You notice his eyes are filled with worry.

"Of course" you answer.

Your brother looks at you and seems to realize that you are sad.

"You don't look good, brother." He says and your father nods.

"Did you have a bad night?" he asks.

He seems to want to ask you more questions but decides against it.

He sighs and then smiles brightly at you. "Doesn't matter, it's better when you don't tell us. Come on, sit down and eat"

You know you need to play with his card and act totally normal now.

The next few days, your behavior goes colder, always the deal with your father in mind. When you never speak to Thranduil again, your father would spare him.

It is still painful to avoid Thranduil but you have no choice but to do so.

You act like nothing happened, like everything is normal.

You play the game of your father and act like nothing is missing.

He notices your colder behavior and wants to ask you again about it but he also notices the pain behind your eyes and decides against it.

You can't help yourself, the pain that you feel for not being able to see Thranduil anymore and the pain in your heart over the break up are unbearable.

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Timeskip

A month later you fall sick. Unusual for an Elf.

You lie in your bed, the cold sweat covers your skin. You are shivering and you can't seem to shake off this illness.

Even after all these weeks you still don't feel good.

Your brother notices your sick-state and comes to your room. His face is filled with worry.

"Are you okay, my brother?" he ask.

You want to answer him with something normal like "yes, I just feel a bit off today" but your words seem to freeze.

"Please try to get better..."

"Brother" you whisper as he takes your hand.

"Can i ask you some and you are honest to me?"

He nods.

"Sure, my brother. Everything for you."

He smiles softly and waits for your question.

"Have you seen Thranduil how is he?"

He looks at you surprised. His eyes get filled with worry.

"No...I haven't seen him...not today."

He looks at you. "Why? Is everything alright?"

"Why shouldn't it not?"

His eyes seem surprised.

"You know, you seem to have feelings for him."

He sighs gently. "I know you, my brother. I don't know if you know but I heard about you and him. I just want you to tell me the truth, please..."

He looks worried, while still smiling softly.

"father wanted to punish him, to protect him, i must hold the deal with father " you mumble.

"Is Father the reason why you cut that contact with him? To spare him?"

His facial expression seems more relaxed now.

"Is this what happened? My dear brother...you shouldn't have done that just to spare him. You are important too."

He seems more surprised now. "Father would never hurt him. He wants to teach him a lesson but he is no tyrant who wants to see someone hurt just because..."

He starts to speak more passionately now. "That is why I couldn't believe my words when I heard you broke contact with him."

"He is safe now, father will not hurt him or punish him as long as i don't talk or see him."

His eyes seem shocked again. "So you broke contact with him so that father would spare him?"

His voice seems worried. "Please, my brother...don't do this again. Don't sacrifice your own happiness like this. You are still young...you can't do something like this."

He looks into your red eyes again, worried and caring at the same time. "If you like Thranduil like you did before, it is fine with me. You can see him, talk to him."

He caresses your cheek in a reassuring way.

"I can't see him again, I would break the deal. He is safe now. As long as he is safe. I don't care about my feelings."

His eyes seem to be filled with worry again. "You can't do this, my brother..."

"Thranduil's safety wouldn't be in danger like this, you know that."

He caresses your cheek again and smiles slightly.

"I don't want you to suffer, my brother...please talk to father about this. Please don't let yourself suffer like this for no good reason."

He takes a deep breath and kisses your forehead.

You realize again that he is just worried about you and your pain.

"you haven't seen father as he told me to do that, also don't say how i should handle"

He still stares at you, his eyes filled with worry. He slowly nods.

He sits down on your bed and pats your place to signal you to sit next to him. You do so.

"You are right. I am sorry for telling you what to do in that situation...you are old enough to make your own decisions..."

His voice is filled with understanding.

He still stares at you and then speaks. "But my brother...your happiness is important. Please don't sacrifice it like this."

"I will think about it. But don't speak to father about it " you beg him.

He nods.

"No, I won't do that. Don't worry about it."

He smiles gently and caresses your cheek again.

"Try to sleep now and get some rest. You look still sick. Don't think about anything, my brother."

You quickly fall asleep beside your brother's care.

When you wake up, you realize that your illness has seemingly finally gone.

You feel a bit better now.

You look around and notice to your surprise that your brother is still with you.

He seems to sleep calmly while still caressing your cheek gently.

He seems to care so much for you.

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Timeskip

A month later. You still haven't changed your behavior.

You are getting colder day by day, you don't even notice it yourself anymore.

You even wonder what this emptiness that you feel right now might even mean as you never felt like this before.

You start to think that this might be what grief feels like, or at least a part of it.

You look at the empty spot in your life where Thranduil used to be and you can't stop but think of him, all the good memories you had when you were with him.

You start to miss him...a lot.

You are sitting in the place where you always watched Thranduil, hidden from everyone. You sit against a tree. You try to remember all the times you sat at this spot with Thranduil.

Your mind is filled with all of your moments together.

You smile but your eyes are watery.

The emptiness you feel right now...it is so big.

As you stare into the empty space beside you, a tear slowly runs down your cheek.

Suddenly you feel how your heart breaks again but this time you are really alone. You don't cry, but breathing gets difficult.

You feel the grief in your heart and try to hold it away.

You take deep and long breaths.

You try not to cry.

But all of the moments you shared together...all the memories you made...they all seem to be in the way of your efforts.

You can't help but think about him and you can't fight against the grief that fills your soul right now.

You feel a great emptiness in your heart, as if half of yourself isn't there anymore.

Your body can't hold you any longer upright and you lay on the ground.

You feel the ground and its soft touch against your skin but you still feel the sorrow and pain.

You close your eyes and lie down on the ground.

You don't want to get up anymore, you can't anymore.

The grief is overwhelming and you can't do anything against it.

You want to see him again, but you know you never will again.

The emptiness fills you more and more.

This is more pain than any wound could ever cause.

You hope that this is not happening.

You hope that it is just a bad dream and that you will wake up now.

Your eyes remain closed, you still try to ignore this feeling that is overwhelming you.

The grief is growing and it feels like this whole pain will consume you forever.

After sometime you manage to go back to your room but the next day you miss breakfast.

You try to get up but feel still too weak, the grief is overwhelming you and you fall back to your bed.

What is going on with you, why is your heart filled with all this pain?

This question runs through your head, you look at your clock. It already shows late afternoon, which is normal for you.

But you missed breakfast...and lunch.

Your head starts to hurt and you feel weak like never before. When you look at your hands and arms, you notice they have become thinner.

You close your eyes.

The grief is becoming unbearable.

Your heart feels like it is about to break.

In the darkness behind your eyes, all your memories of him flood you.

All the times you sat at this spot together.

All the times you were so happy when you were together.

All the moments that now seem impossible...

And then, the memories of how you broke contact with him start to appear again...

Your eyes fill with tears...

... and finally,

you fall asleep again.

Then your father comes into your room and tries to wake you up but you are unconscious.

He tries again and again to wake you.

"Child..." his voice seems worried.

He tries to shake your arm but you are completely unconscious.

He picks up your arm and realizes that it is really thin now.

The worry in his eyes turns into fear...

He quickly calls a healer.

The healer comes to you.

She checks your body and says "he is unconscious, but his pulse is very weak and I don't know if he will live long."

Your father's face is filled with fear and sadness.

"What..."

He gets a bit emotional now.

"My child is dying?"

The healer nods and puts her hand on your father's shoulder. "I am sorry that I have to tell you that this...this is a case of a broken heart. It is rare, but..."

Slowly your father realizes what he has done to you." Broken Heart" king Father whisper.

He still stares at you and can't believe this is happening.

All of this time, he acted as if this was all normal.

All the suffering he caused and the pain he caused you...

"Is there nothing else we can do?" He asks desperately. "There has to be a way!"

The healer stays silent and shakes her head slightly.

He looks at you again, his eyes filled with fear and sorrow.

It seems he only now realizes that he made a terrible mistake. Too late...

"He has a broken Heart right, can we not fix it, when we Get something or someone he longs for?” Father ask. Suddenly, his face lights up and he starts to think.

"Yes, it is possible. The heart can heal itself but we need something to fix this. If we give him what he longs for, his heart can definitely be healed."

He starts to run out.

"I have an idea!" he says. "But you stay here with my Child, okay? I will be back!"

The healer nods and stays with you.

You lie there unconscious while you hear the commotion around you.

Your eyes still closed.

Minutes pass and you suddenly hear the door opening.

You notice your father, he looks really happy about his idea.

He comes closer to you.

You still can hear the healer speak but do not quite understand what she says.

Then you hear someone else's voice.

"My love..?"

You hear his voice and your finger slightly twitch, still unconscious.

You feel someone touching your fingers, you even feel his breath.

"My love...can you hear me?" a beautiful voice asks.

"My love... please wake up...it's me, Thranduil."

You open your eyes slightly and look at him.

He smiles brightly at your pale face.

"My love...how are you?" he asks.

He is filled with joy now for the first time in a month.

"I'm dreaming again?" You whisper weakly.

He gently takes your hand and caresses your cheek.

"No my love, this is no dream. I am here with you."

He smiles slightly and looks at you.

"But you...you don't look well. Are you alright?"

He stares at you and you notice the worry in his eyes.

Your eyes travel through the room and land on your father. Immediately your heart stops for a second and you move your hand away from Thranduil.

Your eyes fill with distrust and fear at this moment.

You feel this big emptiness in your heart again as you stare at your father.

Your heart starts to fill with pain again as you stare at him.

Suddenly you feel another hand on your own.

You quickly turn to Thranduil who is still holding your hand.

His face is filled with love as he stares at you.

"My love, please look at me again." he says.

He caresses his thumb over your finger.

"My little butterfly...please don't be afraid."

"I'm not breaking the deal" you whisper desperate and breathless, hoping your father understands that and will not hurt Thranduil. Father looks guilty for what he has done to you.

As you try to stand up, your legs slump away.

Thranduil quickly supports you as you almost fall down.

You try to stand up but you are simply too weak.

He holds you closely in his arms and caresses your cheek.

"Easy...no need to stand up, my love."

His voice is filled with love and you feel your heart beating faster again.

Your father looks at you and still can't believe the whole situation.

"S..Son..." he starts.

He is really torn.

He seems to feel sorry for what he has done to you.

Your head turns to him. You see this guilt in his eyes. He looks back at you.

He can't even find words right now, it seems he doesn't know how to deal with this.

He feels ashamed and that shows in his eyes.

"T...this is all my fault..." he says with a shaky voice.

He looks at Thranduil and then at you, his eyes filled with grief for what he has caused you.

“I'm so sorry, my child. I will spare him forever, I'm breaking the deal and there will be no consequences for you or Thranduil.” your father says softly and also guilty.

Your eyes slowly travel over to Thranduil, missed his presence.

The moment you look at Thranduil, your heart starts to beat faster, slowly filling with warmth again.

Your eyes meet his own...you are lost in his eyes.

He looks like a god you can't believe is real.

You forget about your father completely as you only focus on this beautiful face in front of you.

Your arms start to move up and you want to touch his face but you still lie in your bed, so weak that you don't even know if that would be a good idea.

Thranduil stares back at you, his face bright with love as he strokes your hair.

He smiles warmly and seems really happy for the first time in the last month.

He still can't believe you are there again.

"My love...I am so glad you are letting me back in. I missed you, the last months were really hard...but I am so happy that you are here again and that we can make everything right."

He can't stop his warm smile and holds you tightly.

He starts to kiss your cheek again.

As you look at Thranduil again, you notice how much he still loves you.

He looks at you and smiles gently.

His face is filled with relief as he notices you looking at him again.

It seems he misses you a lot.

And there appears another question in your mind again:

How could you break contact with him just to spare him?

This question just floats through your mind while you stare at Thranduil. Your eyes remain fixed on his while you can feel his touch on your hand.

Your eyes fill with joy and love as you look at him. There is nothing like his presence by your side.

You smile softly and caress his cheek.

He looks at you gently and caresses your other cheek.

"Butterfly..." he whispers and you feel his breath tickling your ear.

He starts to lean closer and then gives you a kiss.

You feel his breath again and your heart starts to beat faster. Your mind is filled with thoughts and it seems you can't focus on something else at this moment.

The only person you want to see at the moment is Thranduil.

You miss him, you miss his warmth and his love.

He still holds you in his arms and caresses your cheek.

"I missed you, my little butterfly."

He kisses your forehead gently while looking at you.

His presence is so calming and right now you only want to be in his arms and nowhere else.

Thranduil still supports you with one hand.

He caresses your cheek with his other hand and smiles at you.

“I'm so sorry, Thranduil. I just wanted to protect you.” You whisper guilty, with tears in your eyes.

“I forgive you, I now know you have just done that to protect me. I'm a Guard of your father but something you want to protect.” He answers soothing.

"I missed you a lot, my love." he says.

He pulls your body a bit closer to him.

"I never want to be alone again… never want to be separated from you again..." he whispers.

He is completely honest with you at this moment and you notice that you can't believe how much he loves you.

He just wants to be with you and it seems like he doesn't need anything else in the whole world...except for you.

Thranduil notices your eyes and looks at you.

He caresses your cheek and smiles.

He can't believe that you are now together again.

He looks at you while keeping one of your hands.

He strokes your hair.

"My love...we are together again."

His eyes shine, he still can't believe it.

He looks at your father and then at you.

Thranduil looks back at you, his eyes filled with love.

You take a deep breath and the pain that fills your heart becomes a bit bearable.

The emptiness is still there but Thranduil 's love is taking away most of it.

You smile slightly.

"My love." you whisper finally.

He looks at you. "My love." he whispers and then kisses your forehead gently.

He caresses your cheek and takes your hand in his again.

Thranduil still holds you and caresses your hair gently.

You can see the love and worry in his eyes.

He seems to be happy to see you awake but is also concerned for your health.

He looks at you with care.

You miss his presence like never before.

These months without him filled you with emptiness and this emptiness still fills you at this very moment.

He stares into your eyes while still feeling the warmth of his breath.

It will take you a while to be completely healthy again, but with Thranduil by your side, you will become stronger day by day and will soon be yourself again.

#lord of the rings #lotr elves #thranduil x you #thranduil #thranduil of mirkwood #the elvenking #Thranduil #the hobbit #Thranduil x Reader #Thranduil x male reader #Guard Thranduil #x you #light angst #angst with a happy ending #Happy ending #happy ending au

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a-legacy-not-to-be-forgotten · 3 months

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Saw this template and had to do this

Original Template can be found here. Also, I'm not an artist, so please forgive a few blunders.

P.S. I was gonna have Starlo be Gold and make Clover Yellow, but I didn't like the yellow that the program uses, so I made Starlo orange.

P.P.S. I only marked Dalv in "gets them out" since I didn't want him to be stuck with only three squares.

#undertale yellow #undertale #uty clover #uty martlet #uty ceroba #uty starlo #uty dalv #god i love found families #happy ending au #made this to cope basically

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sergeantgoggles · 2 months

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He's up early to help Wrecker with some stuff around the island, starts a pot of caffe, pours himself a cup and sets out mugs for Mayday and Howzer. It's a quiet sunrise, and Crosshair enjoys the soft pinks and oranges peeking up from the water.

He relaxes even further into a hard, warm, naked chest that presses into his back, and smiles when he smells the distinct scent of spicy cologne remnants and last night's sex wafting from them. Lips kiss down his neck and Crosshair purrs.

"Howzer..."

"Mornin', babe."

Crosshair hums and fits himself to Howzer's chest. "Mayday?"

"Still asleep, but I missed you."

It's so silly. Howzer has no reason to miss him, but he drinks in the affection, and he might not be opposed to the butterflies in his stomach.

#cloneshipping #maycrowzer #tbb mayday #tbb crosshair #tbb howzer #ot3 #happy ending au #the bad batch #clone/clone #clonecest

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hallo-spaceb0y · 4 months

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Harry and Draco heading to Narcissa's annual Yule Ball at the Manor.

(picrew creds to elena-illustration)

#drarry #drarry picrew #picrew #Harry Potter #draco malfoy #harry potter #Draco Malfoy #draco x harry #yule ball #Yule #drarry au #everything is good au #happy ending au #au

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nevermindigotthis · 4 months

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One happy Ekon family where everyone gets along and nothing bad happened ever.

#my art #comic #vampyr game #vampyr #mary reid #jonathan reid #geoffrey mccullum #edgar swansea #ekon #ekon Family #vampyr fix it #happy ending Au #mcreid #jonathan reid x geoffrey mccullum

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gabrieldrawsstuff · 2 years

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me and jay merrick would get along so well both of us are just little suicidal guys in the woods after 9 pm

#marble hornets #jay merrick #happy ending au #every summer i get hit by the nostalgia hammer and rewatch 9 hours of mh like a crazy person #goin to collage this year pray for me i dont meet a movie major

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helleboresoul · 4 months

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Vaxleth Happy Ending AU Headcanon

If Vax and Keyleth had a kid, I can see them planting a tree after their child’s birth so as their child grew the tree would as well.

I can see it being an Ashari tradition when an Ashari child is born

#Vaxleth #happy ending au #Vaxleth happy ending au #idk I just thought of this cause my dad did it when I was born and I can totally see this being an Ashari thing

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factorialsotherfandoms · 5 months

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(Happy Ending AU, goes after Fit talks to Pac and Mike)

It's early, too early in Forever's personal opinion. Nothing specific woke him up, however, so he gets to work in his base. He isn't really up to thinking right now, so he simply grabs items from the witch farm and dumps them into barrels - he'll be able to find it later, he's sure.

After ten minutes or so he feels a little more awake and no less alive, and his communicator pings.

Ph1LzA whispers to you: hey m8 u up?

Seeing the message from Philza, Forever's heart skips a beat. He cannot help the grin that sneaks its way onto his face as he types out a reply.

You whisper to Ph1LzA: heeeeey~ do you need me?

Ph1LzA whispers to you: yes

Ph1LzA whispers to you: need a second pair of eyes on something

Any message from Philza is usually enough to peak Forever's interest - they've found a balance now, a comfortable one even, but it's still always wonderful to hear from him.

You whisper to Ph1LzA: I can come over?

Ph1LzA whispers to you: can I come yours i need a break

You whisper to Ph1LzA: always

By the time Forever has walked over to the warpstone, Philza is already there. He seems fine, and isn't carrying anything, just waving with an "'ey mate!"

"Philza!" Forever jogs the rest of the way over. "I knew waking up early was a good idea!"

He didn't, but it seems like one now.

Philza laughs, "appreciated. I've been trying to catch you for weeks, but god am I tired. Here, can we sit somewhere?"

"This way."

Forever doesn't really think before dragging Philza into the witch bar, grabbing a random potion for each of them and the atmosphere. His friend laughs and takes it, though it is quickly swapped for water instead.

Forever checks the cupboard. Potions of harming. Oops.

Still, Philza doesn't bring it up, just pours the water into a shitty cup and taps a nail against it.

The longer it goes on for, the more worried Forever gets.

"Is..." he hesitates a little. "Everything okay?"

"Just haven't been sleeping well," the words come with a yawn and a stretch. "I'll head back after this. Just gotta... This might sound really dumb, okay? I need you to tell me if it sounds dumb. Because I'm about at the point of asking Cellbit for help working this shit out, and I do not want to send him on a wild goose chase."

Those words really do not help Forever's worry. Still, he nods, and plasters a grin to his lips, "you could never be dumb, Felipe."

"Oh I can be plenty dumb. Do it all the time," Philza laughs a bit, but it tastes sour. "Anyway, the plan. Fit didn't laugh me off, and Missa actually gave me an idea. But, the idea's still a few bone short of a broth, and I'd tell you anyway, and well... Yeah."

"Yeah?" Forever considers the two people. It's... Whatever this is, it's not going to be related to why Philza is so tired and so strained - that's okay, he'll try again another time, for now he just wants to hear what he is being trusted with.

"Before I start... I trust you, okay? You can tell whoever you like about this, but you've /got/ to be sure they won't let it get back to the Feds - even if its via other parties. My judgement's shit on this, so I'll trust you with that."

Philza pauses, clearly waiting for a confirmation. Forever also pauses, then nods back - tries not to think about those words so casually said, the trust and the faith and the hope placed in him.

"And I know you've got a lot on your plate, so I really do just need you to tell me if I've completely lost the plot," there's something haunted in Philza's eyes with those words.

"I know, Philza," Forever flicks the name with his tongue, playing with it in his mouth. "I will. What do you need."

"Okay. So," Philza pauses after just those words. "For a bit, I've had this idea, right? Half of us don't have lives we can take the eggs with us, and nobody wants to get split up after. So? What's the point in escaping? Other than being free of the Feds. And I'm pretty sure some people will keep the Feds to keep the community. My thought then is, what if we don't /have/ to loose the community? What if we find an uninhabited world and rebuild our lives together there? Can bring the eggs, get unlimited respawns for everyone, portal through to the hubs so everyone can come and go..."

"Could it work?" Forever's mind is thinking. "It'd need a strong foundation, and a patron... I think? Worlds aren't really my strong point."

"But they are one of mine," Philza grins. "I should be able to hold it myself, for a month or two, even with fifty inhabitants. During that time, I can get in contact with my wife - she's a goddess so she should be able to hold it longer. If she agrees. And if anyone else knows anyone who'd help out, well, having Death as the only influence is probably a bad idea anyway. Forgot to mention that bit to Missa, probably should have, but details there can be worked out later. Need the rest of a plan first."

"Like the actual escape part?" Forever asks, not wanting to interrupt, but seeing Philza starting to doubt himself.

Philza nods, then frowns, "kinda? I have half an idea, but it needs stuff we don't have."

Forever's ears twitch up, "like?"

"My wings," Philza shakes them, hesitating a moment before pressing on. "I'm still not sure how to get the rest of you out, but... If I had them, I could get out, scout, maybe find help?"

Everyone has heard Philza complain about his wings, but few have seen the damage to them truly. Forever isn't sure how bad it is, but he's not even sure he could tell if he saw them.

And then Philza is, somewhat nervously, taking off his backpack, and then the cape which hides his wings. Nervously he unfolds them, and lets Forever see.

Gently Forever reaches out, running a hand down snapped feathers. They themselves are broken - far more of them than would be needed to ground Philza, every single one is cut in half or further - and the flesh beneath... In spots where the feathers are plucked, the skin is angry and raw. Under everything it is uneven, heavily scarred and warped like entire chunks were ripped away.

And the shape, when he looks... Philza's wings are different shapes, the bones of one - maybe both - snapped and regrown out of alignment.

"You just said clipped," Forever whispers. "This is..."

Philza shuffles uncomfortably, "they are clipped."

Forever doesn't wait longer. He opens his arms, and captures Philza within them. Squeezes his friend, holds him close, holds him tight.

"Does it hurt?" he asks.

"Sometimes."

There's a lie in Philza's eyes and the way he holds Forever a little tighter. Always, then, and Forever's fragile heart snaps again.

"Are they..." He hesitates. "Can they even be fixed?"

Philza turns and looks at his wings, shuddering at the state of them, "the feathers will be replaced in a few months, but last time the Feds came and clipped them again. The rest..." a hesitation. "Yes."

"How?" Forever demands. "How do I help you?"

"The End," Philza shakes his head a little. "The End would heal them... Maybe surgery, or some magic, but... When I've hurt them before, I've always returned to The End."

Forever wants to ask, he desperately does, to know why the End would heal Philza in a way nothing else can. He doesn't, though, he does a look struggling to stay present well enough. Instead he starts thinking - as President he doesn't really have the power to do anything, let alone to demand Philza be permitted to visit the End. There's no doctors here, and their closest thing to a witch is Cellbit...

There are tools Philza is unfamiliar with, though. Maybe... Philza's knowledge of the natural world is incredibly - Philza is incredible - but Forever knows he is less capable in the hands of redstone and machines. Perhaps, perhaps...

But no, not yet - speak to the other engineers first, at least. It's just a case of knowing who would keep Philza's trust. Pac and Mike, perhaps, they'd enjoy the challenge.

"And once they're healed, what would you do?" Forever asks.

"Fly," Philza says it like that word holds the hope of humanity and the life of the worlds in its hands.

"I meant about escaping and making us a home," Forever teases.

"Oh," Philza snaps back. "Yeah, that, um. So if I could get to the End I could just jump off and into the void, get out that way. Otherwise... There's a trick, with tnt and the bedrock. You know it?"

"Yeah, but..." Forever hesitates a bit, and he feels Philza emotionally close in the silence. "That's a one way ticket to death."

"Nah," Philza softens again. "You worried about me, king? I'll be fine."

"It's the void!" Forever objects. "You need a train, or a boat, or - or some protection! Otherwise you fall and you die."

"Hence the wings."

"Won't you suffocate?"

"Not if I'm careful; I've done it before."

Forever thinks in horror of the idea at Philza flying through the void, lacking in air, scorching himself. He grabs Philza's face, checks it - checks him - for scars from the void, for the pain it must have caused.

Philza's hands gently close over Forever's, "I'm okay, mate; it's not a method I'd recommend to anyone else. Wouldn't risk it carrying one of you, either."

Fuck, no, Philza definitely shouldn't.

Forever goes to object, but then he remembers... The End. Philza's insistence such a place could heal him. If - if - that is true, if Philza hasn't been madder than they thought this entire time... Then perhaps the void would love him as his own.

Calls into doubt if those are crow wings, however. Not that Forever could tell - he's never met a crow.

"You'll be careful?"

"I don't even have my wings, mate, it's only theoretical."

"You promise?"

"Alright," Philza relents. "I'll be careful, I promise."

Forever searches Philza's face for a lie, and finds none. Instead he grabs another bottle from the witch bar - this one on purpose, experimental painkillers. He gives it to Philza who looks confused, but doesn't even sniff it before he downs the bottle.

"So your plan is... Beg the Federation for wing surgery, blow a hole in the bottom of the world, fly in the void, find us a new place to live together... somehow get the rest of us out, then we're happy and free?"

"When you put it like that, it's really not much of a plan, eh?" Philza laughs a bit, that awful laugh that means he hates himself. "I guess... back to the drawing board. Missa was just talking about me being able to fly away if they healed, and I remembered maybe I actually /could/, you know?"

"It's not... The worst plan," Forever hesitates, considers a bit. "I would help. Don't beg the Federation, though, we're better off studying. If you did..."

"Yeah, I know," Philza pulls a face. "I just don't know where else to go."

"Try Cellbit," Forever shrugs. "He has so many books. Maybe one has an answer?"

"You think its worth bringing this up to him, then?" there's almost hope sparked in Philza's eyes. "It's not really like any of its actionable."

Forever nods rapidly - he knows Cellbit, and knows him well. He can see the hope fading, his friend being crushed by a torment without end. It's only half a plan - not even half of a plan, really, missing every key component possible - but it is hope. It is someone promising an after, one where, maybe, they can all be... happy.

He can't say that, though, so instead he grins. "He's already working on getting us away, why not join forces?"

"Ah, then I'm sure he has better ideas," Philza laughs again. "He always does."

"At least let him know he's not alone in trying?" Forever suggests. He knows Philza, he knows Philza, now he just has to convince him that, yes, talking is the correct plan. "He might like bits of your plan. And he can show you where to help on his."

"I guess I can carry his backpack and get his notepaper for him," Philza says. "... But you really think the plan is good enough to share?"

"I think Cellbit will appreciate knowing about it," Forever says, because the plan is missing parts, and it's so dangerous, and his eyes are still watching Philza's wings. "Do you brush those?"

"Brush... Huh?" Philza twists, and looks at his wings. "Oh, right, no? It's called preening. Like..." Philza twists further, further than a person should, and starts using his fingers and a needle to clear muck from his feathers. "Like this. Fit helps me with the bits I can't reach - or Missa or Wilbur or Chayanne, but Missa and Wilbur work and... I don't really want my toddler having to do it, you know?"

"I could learn," Forever offers. "If... If that's not too forward?"

Philza hesitates a moment, then plucks another needle from a pouch and extends his wing.

"We start where I can see you," Philza gestures to the soft, mutilated underside. "And... Maybe somewhere more private?"

It's not just about helping, though Forever wants to help - Fit is around so often he doubts Philza would ever need Forever's help. But, if he's going to make something... Then he his research done.

"You don't want the witches watching?" Forever teases, already getting up. "What a prude. Come downstairs, then, we can use the couch."

Philza gets up to follow, "are you sure you want to learn? It's kinda fiddly."

"Of course!" Forever replies. "Who wouldn't want to brush your beautiful wings!"

"Preen," Philza sighs. "You- never mind, let's just get somewhere comfy. It'll take a while."

"That's okay," Forever says. "I don't mind."

'If it's you' he doesn't complete it with - it's true, though. He might not be after Philza any more, but he does love him. He loves all his friends, the eggs, the islanders... But no matter what, Philza is always a little special. it's not burning passion any more, but it's there. It's there, and it always will be.

He wants to help. Forever can see a problem and a solution that hasn't been tried. Between him, Pac, and Mike, he's sure they can make Philza some sort of flying aid - he just needs to know better the shape his wings are in.

It's not even about the escape, the new home, with Richas, with everyone, the reward that could be promised to him if he assists... It's about a bird who is probably not a bird, and two broken wings, and an open sky.

It's about the fact Forever loves his friends, and one is hurting, and if he can help... Why wouldn't he?

#qsmp fanfic #qsmp philza #qsmp forever #forever you ran right off the rails what the fuck did you do #happy ending au

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purplethumb · 11 months

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Happy ending for Jack! Finally finished this comic. I just wanted to draw something fluffy. It was my first time drawing the other characters haha. Anyway I just feel like pretty much every villain should be spared ;_;

#big jack horner #puss in boots 2 the last wish #happy ending au #fluff #alternative ending #all you need is love #puss in boots #Happy end #fan comic #Hug #Idk how to draw the others #Dreamworks can be so merciless with villains #kitty softpaws #perrito #goldi and the three bears

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kingwoodok · 7 months

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Al parecer nunca publique este dibujo aquí, solo en mi insta jajs

Como sea, intente hacer a el papá de Cassie, quien es tmb compañero de trabajo de Michael (es por eso que Greg y Cassie se conocen).

#artedigital #fnaf au #fnaf fanart #happy ending au #gregory afton #gregory fnaf #cassie fnaf #michael afton

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kissorkill15 · 23 days

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Happy Ending AU.

Nicky and Aaron reunited.

Enzo and Trinity are married.

Nicky proposed to Maritza.

The Inventor's Club is reunited.

#hello neighbor #nicky roth #aaron peterson #enzo esposito #trinity bales #maritza esposito #ivan #finch #delroy #my art #drawing #happy ending au

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warriorofthought · 4 months

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A Servant's Lie Destroys Love

Summary: A servant told you and your loved one that your relationship would not be approved by your father, leading to their suffering for two years and three months. Your father eventually discovered and punished the servant, then reuniting them.

Word count: 5749

Warnings: sad feelings

Father Thranduil x male reader

You are Thranduil's youngest son, you are very breathtaking. You are a strong warrior but also a very good healer. Thranduil loves you very much.

Your white hair, almost like snow or diamonds, is a rare color.

Your figure makes you attractive to everyone and you don't even notice it.

Your father Thranduil comes into your room and sees you looking disparagingly at the blue-red streak in your hair, the streak is your natural color, it comes again and again, even if you cut it out.

You watch the strand in the mirror and sigh.

"Again?" Your father comes up to you and sees you looking at the long strand.

"Again what, father?" You ask and your eyes meet through the mirror.

"That streak," he indicates it with his fingers. "Are you going to cut it out again?"

"I hate it, is my stupid white hair not enough, why does it must have this red blue strand?"

"Your white hair is enough son, the streak of red is beautiful, it's better to let it grow, it's like a flame," he puts his hand on your shoulder and adds, "Let the streak grow and add beauty and charm to your appearance, please, my son."

Annoyed you move your shoulder away from him. " I know you wouldn't understand that"

"I understand your annoyance son, just let the streak be and let the red color in it be like a flame or the sun, it looks like a star when it shines, please listen to me," he says and stands in front of you, blocking the way to the mirror.

You lean your head in your father's neck "i hate it" you mumble and the frustration is clearly heard in your voice and also the tears that try to leave your eyes.

Your father wraps his strong arms around you and kisses you on the forehead, his touch warms the chill in your heart and the tears from your eyes fall down your cheeks, Thranduil holds you close to him and says, "It's hard for me to see you crying because of this, let me see the streak."

Thranduil carefully lifts the strand of hair and studies it closely, "Hmm, this red is like fire or the sun," he says and brushes his fingers against it, "It suits you, even though you don't notice it, it has a charm when it shines and stands out among the white in the hair, the red streak seems like the red in the eyes of a predator, it will impress everyone."

"and the blue triad?"

He lowers the streak to see both colors, "The blue seems like the eyes of a deep ocean or the night sky under the moon, there is mystery, beauty and charm in this blue, and with this combination it is very unique, I have never seen such a strand before."

"Don't think to cut the streak or think it's ugly again, it will add to your charm and your white hair makes it stand out, it's fascinating and beautiful," he says, then he kisses your forehead again.

You nod slightly.

"I love you," he wraps his arms around you tightly and buries his face in your neck and you feel the strength of his love, Thranduil does not stop holding you and rubbing your hair with his fingers, "I really love you, my son," he says.

"love you too, father"

He raises his face and looks at you smiling, then he lowers his lips to your forehead and kisses you again, "Be happy and forget this nonsense about the streak, it's beautiful and you are beautiful with it," he adds.

Timeskip (You have let the strand grow for a few weeks.

Then one evening Thranduil finds you at your hidden places, after you have missed dinner and sees you have cut the strand again.)

Thranduil has a deep frown on his face, the look of his face shows his displeasure, "Again?" Thranduil says, "I asked you not to cut the streak, this red and blue is making you more spectacular and beautiful, why are you doing this?"

"i didn't promise it" you answer soft.

"I knew this would happen Son, I'm not sure why you don't see the charm of this streak, what will other elves say when they see this unique streak of yours in white hair, it's like a sun or a star," he says and kneels in front of you as he puts his hands on your cheeks and brings your face to his eyes, "I'm very angry with this son, I wanted you to see the charm of this streak."

"i hate it, i fucking hate it, I hate it so much, I hate that it reminds me of someone! " You answer frustrated and you don't even realize that you said more as you even wanted to expose.

Thranduil is startled when you swear, he has never heard this sentence from you before, "Remind you of someone?" he asks, with fear and curiosity in his voice.

Your eyes weiden slightly " no? Its not important"

Thranduil is serious and doesn't let this issue go so easily, "Who does it remind you of?" he asks more anxiously.

"its not important anymore, we are not together anymore, I'm not together anymore with this person" you say quickly.

"But you once had a relationship with this person?" he replies, looking into your eyes carefully.

You nod slightly.

"How long did the relationship last?"

His face changes and he begins to be serious and a frown spreads on his face.

" 2 years and 3 months" you mumble.

"Did he break the relationship off from you?"

He is more attentive and the expression on his face changes further.

"Who said it was a he and yes it was not me who broke up"

"This is more important than I imagined," Thranduil says, and his voice becomes sharp, "Nobody said it. But I assume it. He broke up with you, how long ago did it happen?"

You look away from him.

Thranduil becomes more serious, he grabs your chin and forces you to look into his eyes, "Are you still in love with him?"

You nod.

The frown on his face widens, and his voice is louder, "You are still in love with someone who left you?"

"Father, don't say it like that, that hurts." You whisper.

Thranduil's facial expression changes and he becomes soft and caring, he removes his hands from your face and wraps his arms around you, "It's obvious that I have pained you my Son, but how long has it been since he left you?"

"a year and 2 months" you answer shortly.

Thranduil stays silent, he is still surprised to know you had a relationship and now that the relationship got broke off. And that you hide it. You hide your pain and dealt with it alone.

Thranduil holds you away from him and looks at you intently, he can clearly see the pain in your eyes that you have been trying to hide, Thranduil rubs your back and says, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

He becomes more curious about what happened during these two years of love and how this relationship ended.

"Because it was not a woman, it was a male, i thought you wouldn't approve of it" you mumble small.

Thranduil is really surprised by this sudden twist, he didn't expect that at all, yet he understands and nods briefly, "I understand, you thought I wouldn't approve of the relationship, but Son, why didn't you tell me that he broke up with you? I would have understood you."

"i don't know, i just felt suddenly so alone and i didn't know what to do"

"My Son," Thranduil's voice becomes more affectionate, he puts his hands on your cheeks and adds, "Did you feel this pain alone in the one year and two months without telling anyone? How many times did you want to talk to me or your brother Legolas and didn't?"

" I can deal with it alone, it's not so bad", you answer, you know that this is a lie.

"I don't believe a word of this," Thranduil says and looks deep into your eyes, "I never knew you have dealt with this pain for two years, my Son, you shouldn't have done this, you should have told me."

"You both were busy, really busy. You both didn't need another burden."

"What are you talking about?! You, my Son, are not a burden for me or Legolas, if you are in pain, you must tell us, we are your family and we are here to share your joy and pain."

Thranduil's concern for you grows, and he says, "I hate that you hid your pain to avoid bothering us."

You lower your head slightly.

Then Thranduils head fills with concern " Have you talked about that, to anyone, your pain, do you had anyone who had listen to you, who you had talked to?" Thranduil ask almost scared of the answer.

You remain silent, your eyes avoid those of Thranduil and you look to the side slightly, Thranduil understands that you have not spoken to anyone about your pain, and you have been dealing with everything alone, he is very upset about this.

Thranduil lifts your face to his eyes and says, "Did no one listen to your pain? No one supported you?"

"I was good at hiding it" you slightly smile.

"This is the most hurtful thing I can hear from you," Thranduil says and his voice is pained, "You have hidden your pain from me and Legolas and from everyone, you were alone in your pain? That breaks me, a father. how many times have you felt sad, angry, in pain, and no one helped you?"

"i was fine, I'm fine"

Your answer made Thranduil's face turn to sadness, he knows you are not fine and that you have been suffering for two years, he hates the idea that his son has been in pain alone throughout this time.

"You are still in pain inside," Thranduil says sadly, "How many nights you have cried to sleep and no one has wiped your tears?"

You stay silent.

Thranduil is upset now, this has caused pain to his heart, "I'm here, my Son, I love you and I'm here for you no matter what, you should have come to me to share your pain, to say that it hurts, I would have supported you, but no one was with you, how many nights have you cried yourself to sleep with no one to hug you in your misery? Who wiped your tears?"

"I was fine, there were important things to do as me."

Thranduil becomes more distressed, "No matter how much work I have, it would not be more important than my son's pain in his soul," he says, "My son, is this how you have dealt with the sadness and misery of the breakup? Alone in a corner and a heart tearing apart alone without knowing how to deal with it?"

"Don't lie to me or hide your feelings from me, this is the last time I'm asking you. Who was with you?"

"No one was there." you whisper.

Thranduil takes a deep breath, he is angry, "No one knew or heard that you were in pain? No one was there to comfort you? No one helped you in your misery?"

Thranduil's voice fills with pain and anger as he asks, "You didn't even let Legolas support you?"

"I'm fine"

"Don't you dare tell me you're fine again," he says louder, "You have been alone dealing with the breakup for two years, you have hidden everything inside you, you have cried yourself to sleep at night and no one has cared or hugged you, tell me who was there to listen to you in your misery? WHO WAS THERE WITH YOU?"

"no one was there" you snap back.

"I was alone, alone, i couldn't brother anyone, couldn't steal their happiness because i felt bad or sad"

Thranduil feels even more pain in his heart, he sees the extent of your agony as he looks at you, "You were alone in your grief and misery, you did all this alone and your tears dried by themselves and no one has given you comfort and support, and you think this is fine?"

"yes, it is fine"

"It's fine to be alone in misery and grief?"

Thranduil becomes more serious and angry, he leans forward and says, "Don't lie to me," he grabs your arms firmly and says, "Tell me, didn't you get sick of it? Didn't you miss that person? Did you really handle all this alone?"

Your breath suddenly gets stuck as your father's question hurts you, if you didn't miss your loved one.

Thranduil's grip on your arms tightens as he notices your breath catching, he realizes how pained you are by his question.

He continues, "Tell me, didn't you miss him too? Is this how you handle the loss of love, with pain? Alone in misery?"

You don't answer his question.

Then Thranduil decides to trick you. "So you don't care if he has a new partner? Probably a better one than you?"

The idea of him with a new person makes your stomach turn painfully and your heart beats rapidly, your breath catches in your throat and your face freezes, it is the first time he has mentioned this thing.

You can't stand the thought of him with someone else, but you try with all your strength to remain calm and not to panic, and to try not to show him your jealousy and pain.

"what?" You ask softly

"I'm saying that he has surely now moved on and is with another person, maybe even better than you," Thranduil adds as he waits for you to reply and to show at least some reaction.

"He wouldn't do that"

"The more time passes my Son, the more he will find someone else, and they will be happy together, this is what the reality is, he left you and there is nothing to stop him from being happy again."

Thranduil tries to see your reaction and wait for you to show jealousy or anger if you hear this thing.

But instead of anger or jealousy, Thranduil has torn your heart apart " that's not true, he still loves me, he has broken up with me, because he thinks he is not enough for a prince, like me. Because we both thought you would abandoned me" you say weak and your legs give away.

Thranduil is about to become furious and yell out loud, but he notices that the words had a great impact on you, your legs are giving way, and your voice is weak.

His attitude changes and he kneels before you, Thranduil wraps his strong arms around you and lifts your body, holding you tightly in his arms.

"He left you because he thought I would abandon you?"

Thranduil's eyes widen as rage sweeps over him, "How could he think that?"

"there was servant that talked bad about you. Talked about that you hate relationships that have the same gander. You will have cut their heads. He was so scared you would abandon me, he said it would break me to be apart from you and Legolas. I told him, we could run away, we both could live together. But he was against it, he said he was not Worthy of my love, because he is just a simple warrior.

But he cared so much about me, so so much." You finally sob under pain.

Thranduil's eyes fill with rage and he tries to remain calm, his entire body trembles and he holds you tighter, "What do these servants know about us? He said that I hate a relationship if the two are a boy or a girl?"

His voice trembles and his anger is obvious, he asks again, "He left you because he feared that we would abandon you?"

"He was a good man, father. He always cared about me, made sure I didn't exhaust myself.

We did so many things together, so beautiful things. He even helped me to take care of the injured people after the battle. I was so scared that one of the injured ones would die, that he stayed with me there. Helped me to get the things I need to heal them. He did everything for me.”

“This servant made us both scared. What he said sounded plausible, that you hated relationships with the same gender. You have slaughtered a few people because of that.”

“He felt so worthless, not Worthy enough for me to have him. He didn't think you would give him your blessing.

He cried and begged me to stop this relationship with him because it could harm me." You cry quite.

Thranduil is really surprised to hear how much he cared for you and how much he loved you, and how he helped you with the wounded people.

His anger turns to sadness and he squeezes you tighter and asks again, "If that servant didn't exist, this wouldn't have happened? You might have still been together now if it wasn't for this?"

"yeah, I'm sure you would loved him. " You mumble.

Then for a second you remember a lovely memory with your love and your sobs immediately stops and you smile softly.

Thranduil looks at you as long as you smile softly, and he sees your face lighten up when you remember this memory, he leans down to you and asks, "Will you tell me about it?"

He sees his son's pain is going away a little, and he is happy that you are smiling.

"huh? About what" you ask slightly confused.

"The lovely memory you remembered," Thranduil answers with a smile on his face, "You smiled softly when you remembered it, I would like to know what was that lovely memory that made you smile?"

You nod slowly before you with a joyful voice speak "I have told him casually in a subordinate clause that it would be nice to see the stars during the day. A few weeks later, he took me to a small stone cave and in there you could see the stars during the day. I mean, it wasn't really the stars but it was wonderful and we had a picnic." You smile dreamly.

Thranduil's face brightens as he hears your lovely memory and smiles softly, "He really loved you and you him," he says in a warm tone, "He did not let a single moment go by without making you happy."

"He always made me happy. We both were scared, I was scared at some point to tell you of him and I even feared to tell Legolas of him" you mumble sadly.

Thranduil understands that the servant's statements had affected you a lot and had made you afraid to speak, he says, "Well, that servant was a fool, they had no right to interfere in your relationship that way, they caused too much harm," Thranduil continues, "He was a good-hearted and lovely person, you should have told me and Legolas, we would have accepted him and welcomed him into our life."

"The servant is your right hand, Bararod, father. He is one of the teachers that teaches me and Legolas. The words he told were always the same with you, how should I know that this was a lie."

Thranduil is startled to hear this, he is really angry, "Bararod said that?" he continues, "Bararod, who I trusted and had near me most of the time, is the one who said that?"

The expression on Thranduil's face darkens and he looks straight into your eyes, "Did he really say that I hated people who were together with the same gender?"

"He did, he saw me and him hold hands. He told us it was disgusting, he told us you would find it disgusting."

Thranduil's eyes are filled with anger, "He said it was disgusting that you were together? He dared to say that to you?"

Thranduil's voice sounds a little louder as he feels his anger escalating, "He said I would feel disgusted by it? He said I would abandon you because of that?"

Thranduil's eyes flash with rage and he feels like he wants to take his sword from its sheath and tear Barabrod to pieces.

"he did" you mumble as your eyes start to fill with tears again.

Thranduil remains in shock for a moment and then he looks at you with intense anger in his eyes, but when he sees the tears in your eyes, his voice becomes softer, "I swear to you my son that if you had told me about him, there would have been no one to have a problem with this relationship," he says with a calm voice, "I would have accepted him and welcomed him into our family."

"I'm so sorry" you sob.

"Don't be sorry," he says softly, "You are not at fault at all, you did this because you thought that you would harm me, and you did this because of the pressure you had suffered from the servant, you were afraid to tell me about him.

I swear to you that I would have accepted him, my Son, you were wrong in this matter," Thranduil takes you tightly and holds you in his arms, "don't cry," he continues, "I'm here, my Son, I'm here for you."

"I still would have my love, if i wasn't so scared, so stupid" you whimper.

"You're not stupid, my Son," Thranduil says in an understanding and soothing voice, "I'm just upset that you thought the worst about me," he continues, "I would have accepted him, and I would have allowed you to enjoy your relationship without any pain, I swear to you, my sin, do not cry, do not think about what has happened, no one could have interfered in your life and your relationship."

"I do" you nod.

Thranduil nods with a sad face, "Do you know where he is now?"

"no, he has left Mirkwood. We... I have too often seek his present because I watched him from afar and sometimes we ran into each other in a hallway. He always had tears in eyes when I saw him, i had made it so difficult for him because I tried to speak with him, i told him we both could leave Mirkwood, nobody would find us, but he was against it. His tears hurted me so much. And then one day I couldn't find him anywhere, just a little paper in his room that told me that he left Mirkwood for my safety and that he will always love me." Silent tears leave your eyes.

Thranduil was heartbroken when he heard these words, and he couldn't hide the pain on his face, which had become dark and sad, "What is his name, my son? Your love?"

"Ithildriel"

"Ithildriel," Thranduil repeats the words to feel them, and he can't help but think about this name, "And he really left you because he feared for you, my Son? He said he would always love you, but he left you because he was afraid for your safety and did not want to hurt you?"

"He wanted to protect me, Bararod, he told us terrible things about you. He treated us that when he see us together again he would tell it to you and Bararod told us you would kill Ithildriel before my eyes, let me watch. Because you would be so angry" you mumble, your head lays on his shoulder.

Thranduil clenches his fists and his face becomes furious, "I would have killed Ithildriel? In front of you? Bararod made you think I am a monster who will kill the person you love and let you watch this?"

"i... Yeah he has. Bararod still does it, sometimes when he sees me dreaming about Ithildriel or when I'm drawing him, Bararod comes to me and tells me the terrible things you would do to Ithildriel when you would know about us."

Thranduil is really angry and his voice becomes louder and harsher, "That wretched Bararod, he said I would murder Ithildriel in front of you? And he tells you those things to scare and hurt you?"

You nod again.

Thranduil is really furious, and he squeezes you tightly in his arms, "Do you believe those lies?"

Thranduil pauses for a moment and whispers softly, "Did you believe that I was a cruel and angry man who would kill your lover, and let you watch him being killed?"

Your hands cramp around his back as you hold onto your father. " I... I..... I did"

Thranduil's heart sinks into his stomach when he hears you say this, he whispers gently and softly, "Did you believe me to be this cruel, my Son?"

His eyes are full of shock and sadness, yet he tries to stay calm, despite his deep pain, and he holds you more tightly and more lovingly, "Was that what that stupid servant made you believe about me?"

You nod slightly.

Thranduil is very silent, and his heart fills up with sorrow, "You thought I was this cruel and you couldn't tell me about you and Ithildriel," he continues, "You thought that as soon as I know about your relationship I would kill Ithildriel and let you watch him, and you feared that."

Thranduil's voice is slightly breaking as he speaks, it hurts him immensely to hear that you were afraid of him and believed that he was capable of such cruelty.

"I'm so sorry, I know now, you wouldn't do that."

"It's too late now" you cry.

"It is not too late," Thranduil whispers, holding your head gently and speaking in a soft voice, "It is not too late, and it is not your fault."

The moment Thranduil said this, he felt that you were crying more and that your whole body was shaking, he realized that you had been hurt a lot by the whole situation.

"Are you hurt a lot?" he whispers, "Do you still miss him?"

"I miss him so much, father. Every day, every second" you say and finally your last straw breaks and you cry your pain out that you hid the last two years and 3 months.

Thranduil feels your whole body shake and he presses you against his chest trying to calm your intense crying and your body's shaking, he whispers to you, "My Son, it's okay, let it all out, don't hold back your pain anymore."

He lets you cry as much as you need to and holds you tightly in his arms, he rubs your back gently, wishing to ease your pain the best he can.

After a while you fall asleep against your father.

Thranduil feels you becoming calmer and your body relaxing and no longer shaking. He notices that your breathing has become regular as well, and he decides that it is better to let you sleep peacefully in his arms, so he is just rubbing your back and looking at you while you rest on his chest.

He thinks to himself, "Poor Son, he has been hurt a lot. He has been carrying all that by himself and has been afraid to tell me for a long time."

Hours have passed and Thranduil is still holding you in his arms as you sleep peacefully. He looks at you and smiles gently as he watches you sleep peacefully, feeling happy that you have finally stopped crying, and that you are finally calmed and no longer in pain.

But as he looks at you sleeping peacefully and smiling in his arms, he starts wondering about Ithildriel, is he still thinking about you? Is he missing you? Is he missing you the way you're missing him?

The next morning comes and Thranduil sees you have fully relaxed while you slept in your sleep, your face looks healthy and peaceful unlike yesterday's tears and sadness.

Thranduil watches you and he is happy to see you without any sadness on your face. Then Thranduil gently strokes your hair with his hand, wishing to make you wake up peacefully and not be suddenly startled.

"Ithildriel?" You mumble sleepy.

Thranduil's eyes widen in shock when he hears you speak that name and he immediately stops stroking your hair, he looks at you and sees you have started to wake up but you are still drowsy. As soon as you say Ithildriel's name his heart skips a beat and he hopes there is still hope for you to reunite with him.

Thranduil's eyes become more sad, and he says in a soft voice, "No, it's not Ithildriel, it's me, Thranduil."

Your eyes flesh for a second with hurt but then they are normal again " you are still here, father"

Thranduil's heart breaks when he sees the expression of hurt reflected in your eyes for a moment, he knows how much you miss him. He nods with sadness and he answers your words, "Yes, I am still here and I will always be here for you."

"i will never see Ithildriel again, right?" You ask softly and look up at your father.

Thranduil closes his eyes for a moment, feeling his heart drop in his stomach from the pain of hearing your question, and he opens them again and speaks softly and in a sad voice, "No, my Son, I don't think we are going to see him again."

Thranduil's voice chokes with sorrow, he feels like a heavy stone is weighing down his heart now, he can't bear to think about his Son never seeing Ithildriel again.

You simple nod, accepting your sad fate.

Thranduil closes his eyes again for a moment, feeling the sadness that is weighing on his heart, and he opens his eyes again and looks at you, his eyes are full of deep pain about the fact that you will never see Ithildriel again and that you will never reunite with him, which hurts him and tears his heart. He can't bear to see you without Ithildriel.

A few days later, the servant Bararod get punished by your father and he must leave the kingdom.

Timeskip ( A few months later. Thranduil has given Legolas a task and finally he has finished it. Then Thranduil brings you almost excited to a room in the castle.)

Thranduil's face is full of excitement when he brings you into the room, but he also looks very happy and optimistic, and he has a wide smile on his lips. It looks like someone has succeeded at a very difficult and important task, and his face shows he is very happy. He looks straight into your eyes with optimism.

"Why are you so happy, father?" You ask as you walk beside him, follow him.

"I am happy because Legolas has completed the task I had assigned to him a while ago, and I am very excited about what he is going to show you and me at this moment," he answers you with a bright smile when he sees your curious eyes, "Do you want to see what we have been waiting for?"

"waiting for?" You are confused but nod.

Thranduil smiles more happily when he sees that you are curious and interested, then he turns away and opens the big door and gestures for you to go inside.

You look at him surprised, and Thranduil's face is full of excitement and hope as he looks at you, eager for you to discover the secret he has been hiding from you.

You walk inside the room, but you don't see anything.

You turn around to your father, annoying "here is nothing, why are you bringing me to a roo..m..." your breath hitches and you grasp as you see the person standing beside the door.

"Ithildriel?" You choke out.

Thranduil is standing right beside the door to witness the reunion between you and Ithildriel, his heart beats with excitement, and it is hard to keep his deep happiness from breaking down, he is very happy to see the reunion between you and Ithirdriel.

Thranduil looks at you as you see your lover standing there, his heart breaks seeing your reaction to your lover standing there, waiting for you, and you seem too happy to even recognize him. Thranduil is really happy to watch you both reunite.

"i'm dreaming? How... Ithildriel" you are so confused. You see Ithildriel smile lovely at you and step closer to you.

Thranduil smiles as he sees your face expressing surprise when you see Ithildriel, and your eyes fill with tears of joy as he takes a step closer to you, and your lover's face is also expressing the joy he feels towards you.

Thranduil's heart breaks as he watches you both become happy at the reunion, he sees you two happy together and he feels a deep sense of joy and satisfaction, his pain of losing you and your lover starts to become a deep joy.

Ithildriel grab your hands and intertwined your hands together. " Oh my God, you are here, you are really here" you huge him happy, so happy.

Ithildriel's heart is overflowing with joy, and he hugs you tightly, and both of you feel that a heavy weight that has been on your hearts has fallen and that both of you are finally happy again.

Thranduil is watching you both hugging each other in joy and he can't stop watching your faces with a smile that keeps growing wider, feeling so happy and hopeful for you and your lover.

"Ithildriel " you say lovely and look in his eyes. your hand softly move a strand of his beautiful black hair out of his face.

Ithildriel is also looking at you lovingly and the moment he sees you take a strand of hair and move it away from his face, he looks at you lovingly and he smiles with the same love and gentleness that has always been present between you and him.

"I have missed you so much, i never have forgotten you."

Ithildriel smiles as he hears your words and his eyes are filled with love again, he answers you softly, "I have also missed you so much and I have never forgotten you either, you are always in my thoughts and my heart."

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