Summary: Thranduil is brought to your world and vice-versa.
Pairing: Thranduil x Reader
Word Count: 2,756
@annajolras: May I request a lil story? Thranduil x reader where he is swept into the ‘real world’ (modern au) and reader (very short, like 5'4") shows him around and stuff…. fluff please😘 I love your writing❤❤ thank you xxx
Anon: Hello! I love all your work so I’d figured I would try a request… A nerdy lord of the rings/hobbit fan from are world gets pulled into middle earth by the Valar to change the outcome of the battle of five army’s? Feel free to run with it however you’d like!
A/n: sorry that it’s shit.
You look at the man at your front steps with a shocked face. You had to be dreaming. That was the only explanation. Well the only plausible explanation as to why, The Elvenking Thranduil was standing at your door. That has to be it.
“You are a very amazing Thranduil cosplayer, but Halloween is not for another three months,” you say, raising your brow at the man.
He could pass as Lee Pace’s twin that’s for sure including height. 6’5” was damn tall. Anything above your 5’4” stature was tall to you.
“I do not understand your words, human. What exactly is cosplay and Halloween?”
“VERY funny. I didn’t think you were that dense,” you say, rolling your eyes as a force of habit.
“You dare speak to me like that?” he booms and you back away, afraid.
He sighs, rubbing his forehead.
“Can you just tell me where I am?. One minute I was in my throne room the next I’m in this area that I do not recognize with houses more exquisite than Gondor,” he explains and you sigh.
Maybe this was actually Thranduil and for some reason the Valar had sent him here.
You needed to get to the bottom of this.