#Meludir Oneshot

[guardianofrivendell]

Reckless

Meludir x gender neutral reader

Requested: Yes! Anon asked: “Hello, can i please get a oneshot between meludir and reader where reader is injured from an orc attack and meludir is looking after them?”

Warnings: I tried to write something fluffy, I really did, just a normal fluffy kind of oneshot but the force of sarcasm and sass is too strong! 

A/N: I didn’t know Meludir that well, and there isn’t much information about him besides that he’s from the Mirkwood guard, so I just went with my own interpretation of his character. This was also a request that was long overdue (by now all of my requests fall into that category, I AM SO SORRY).

“I can’t believe we’ve waited so long,” Meludir chuckled, gently wiping the hair out of your face.  

You were both relaxing together at the edge of the forest, right at the other side of the bridge where the trees stopped and the palace grounds began. It was one of the more quieter spots in the kingdom, away from all the hustling and bustling of the palace, but still close enough so you would notice if something was wrong. Your sense of duty as a member of the Mirkwood Guard was never far away, even if you had some time off.

Meludir was sitting with his back against a tree, your head resting in his lap, your eyes closed. One of his hands was intertwined with yours and the other one was now lazily going through your hair. For a moment it felt like it was just the two of you, and time stood still. 

“Maybe we were a little too blind to see what was right in front of us,” you said in response, and brought the hand that was going through your hair to your lips to kiss it, marveling at the softness of his skin. “But I’m glad our eyes finally opened, Meludir. I don’t think I could have gone another day dancing around each other, meleth nin.”

Meludir hummed softly and placed a kiss on your forehead. “I could not agree more. Gi melin, mîr nin. An uin.” (I love you, my treasure, forever)

He then started singing to you, his voice soothing and barely above a whisper. You focused on the caresses of his thumb on your hand, and when his fingers started gently scratching your scalp, you felt yourself slowly slipping away. 

“Sleep, meleth nin. Sleep, my one true star.”

The high-pitched scratching of a chair dragging across the floor pulled you out of your more than pleasant dream. 

You desperately tried to focus on the last images which were still lingering in your mind but alas, the loving words sung by Meludir were slowly replaced with the soft thumping of a massive headache and your head was no longer resting on his comfortable lap but on a fluffy pillow instead. Which was also nice but, you know, not the same. 

Someone took your hand in theirs, followed by a soft squeeze. No, no, no, you weren’t ready to wake up yet! You weren’t done with that dream! Who needed the cruel reality where your best friend was just that, your best friend - with the emphasis on friend - while in your dreams he was your intended? So hello dreamworld it was! 

You tried to turn on your side so you could try and go back to sleep, but as soon as your right leg shifted just the tiniest bit, a shot of pain went through it, setting it on fire and making your body go rigid. 

Okay, so moving was a big no no. What happened to you?

You inhaled a little deeper to try and breathe through the pain, when the scent of herbs and starched linen filled your nose.  Wait a minute... The pain in your leg, the smell of herbs and linen…  This was not your own comfortable bed you were lying in! 

You were in the healing wing! 

Okay… Maybe you should open your eyes and check? Just to be sure?

But you were rather comfortable if you were being honest - if you didn’t count the slight throbbing in your head and your leg that was still hurting - and as long as your eyes remained closed, you didn’t have to deal with the aftermath of whatever happened to you. 

Better make the most of it and try and sleep some more! 

But alas… there was no rest for you when flashes of what had happened shot through your head, making you forget about the pain for a moment. 

You had been on a patrol through the deeper parts of the forest with your friend Meludir and a few other guards when you’d stumbled across a couple of spiders. Despite being far outnumbered by the vile creatures, you came out victorious, but you couldn’t prevent some of the less experienced guards from getting hurt. While you were taking care of their injuries, Meludir had spotted an orc pack in the distance. 

So of course you had to go after them… By yourself, leaving a very upset Meludir with the wounded. You’d deal with him afterwards. He will come around eventually, he always did. That’s why you were such good friends. 

You were all about impulsive decisions. It’s what made you join the Mirkwood Guard in the first place and usually that turned out for the best. This time? Hmm… not so much. 

You were caught off guard during the fight and suffered a stab wound in your leg because of it, there were simply too many Orcs for you to face alone. Oh you could almost hear Meludir’s ‘I told you so’! While you were distracted trying to get the dagger out of your thigh as soon as possible - afraid it was poisoned - one of the remaining Orcs saw its chance and charged at you. Your reflexes were too slow and you failed to deflect the hilt of his sword. That’s when the lights went out. 

“Y/N?”

Another squeeze in your hand. 

Seriously, how impatient can someone get? You were sleeping! Or trying to, your leg was still hurting after all. Didn’t they teach them how rude it was to wake a sleeping, injured person? Not good for the healing process! 

But the sounds surrounding you were getting louder, reverberating against the insides of your skull and making your head throb even worse. Guess that blow to your head actually did do some damage there. Better keep those eyes closed for a while longer, you thought. 

But you were also curious, and you couldn’t help trying to concentrate on the sounds closest to you. You could hear a voice talking softly to themselves, it sounded oddly familiar, it had sung to you in your dream not ten minutes ago. Meludir…

You suddenly remembered who exactly you were dreaming of a few moments ago. Oh Eru, you didn’t talk in your sleep right?!

“I know you’re awake, Y/N.”

Yeah, that was Meludir alright. You could almost hear the smirk coming through his voice. The hand covering yours was probably his too. 

Oh, he was not going to like this. He’s probably worried sick, or angry. Or both. Either way, you were in trouble. 

You opened your eyes a little to take a small peek. If there was even the slightest hint of anger on his face, you were going to pretend to be asleep for a little while longer.

Meludir seemed relaxed at first sight, his elbows were resting on his knees, his hands holding onto your left one. He was still wearing his uniform, covered with blood stains from the encounter with the spiders, and you noticed some black Orc blood as well. But he was unharmed, thank the Valar. 

His dark eyes were already staring at you as soon as your eyes met his, boring into yours with such an intensity that you couldn’t help but look away in shame...  Busted.

“I can’t hide anything from you, can I?” you tried to joke, trying to assess his current mood. He looked like he was relieved to see you awake. This might not be so bad after all.

Oh how naive could you be...

“Now that you’ve finally opened your eyes...” he began. 

The relief that was etched on his face slowly turned into anger. Uh-oh. 

“What were you thinking, Y/N?!” he whisper-shouted, smacking your arm. 

“Hey hey, no assaulting the injured!” you protested, grasping your arm.

“Your arm is fine! Wish I could say the same about your leg and your head,” he huffed.  

You rolled your eyes and let go of your arm. 

“Both are still attached to my body so clearly you are overreacting, Meludir!”

“I am overreacting? Who exactly went after an entire Orc pack by themselves?! You! And without even telling me, you just ran off!” he ranted, seeming to forget he was in the healing wing. “You could’ve died, Y/N!”

“But I didn’t,” you countered. 

Meludir rushed to stand, his swift movement unbalancing the chair. 

“But you could have! I could have lost you!” he snapped, his hands going through his dark hair in frustration. 

You didn’t know if he said that last sentence to himself or not, but this was the first time you saw him in such a state and you didn’t know what to think of it. 

You hated it when Meludir was angry at you. He just had to get it all off his chest, you knew that, but that didn’t mean you liked it when he yelled at you.

One of the healers nearby reprimanded him for raising his voice, and that seemed to calm the Mirkwood Elf a little. He looked at you apologetically.  

“I’m sorry I yelled at you, I was just- Never mind…” He took a seat on your bed this time, carefully as to not hurt your leg. “Tell me, how are you feeling?” he asked, taking a deep breath. 

Oh. Okay, we finally have worried Meludir. That’s a good thing. You could work with him.

“Killer headache and as long as I lie still, I should be fine. I’ll be back up in no time.”

“You had me- and us, you had us worried there, Y/N.”

Meludir’s hand wrapped around yours again. Weird, since when did you guys start to hold hands this much?

“Awww, you were worried about me?” you teased him, trying to ignore the strange feeling in your stomach when you looked at your joined hands.  

“Y/N, I found you unconscious and bleeding on the ground with Orcs leaning over you. Of course I was worried!” he raised his voice, his eyes wide in concern. “You were out for several hours!”

After a few seconds Meludir let go of your hand and sighed. 

You finally got a good look at him and you noticed his hair was messy, some strands sticking to the side of his head. He looked tired, you didn’t think you ever saw him tired before. He was a complete mess. Very unlike him.

The poor Elf had probably been at your side the whole time. Guilt started settling in your stomach.

“I’m sorry I made you worried,” you apologised, “I’ll be more careful next time.”

Meludir chuckled. “Yeah, we both know that’s not going to happen.”

You lifted your head a little to look around, and you were surprised to see the other beds empty. Where were the other guards?

“How are the others?”

“Some scratches and minor injuries, a few spider bites. Nothing the healers couldn’t fix. You were worse off than them,” he smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes. 

You let your head drop back into the pillow dramatically, relieved to hear the others were fine. But something still bothered you.

You rolled your head to the side to look at him and pointed at his chest.

“Why is there Orc blood on your uniform?”

“Well, someone had to finish what you started.”

Is that a smirk you saw? The cheeky bastard!

“Oh, just you wait until I get back on my feet, I’ll happily remind you who’s the better fighter,” you challenged him. 

“That’ll take some time, the healers said you can go to your own chambers once you wake up, but…”

He didn’t finish his sentence, instead looking at you in apprehension. 

“What? What’s with the dramatic pause?”

“You have to stay off guard duty for at least two weeks. Orders from the healers and King Thranduil.” 

“What?” you gasped, and you winced when you sat up a little too fast and careless, hurting your leg in the process. Your hand flew towards your thigh and you saw Meludir’s hands doing the same. 

“Don’t hurt the messenger! Or yourself!” he joked, but you didn’t miss the slight hint of fear and worry in his eyes. Good.

“Meludir,” you whined, dragging out his name, “you don’t understand! I’ll die out of boredom!”

“Your wound needs healing, Y/N. You cannot use your leg and you need your rest.” 

He grabbed your hand and traced your knuckles with his thumb. 

“And in the meantime I’ll be there to take care of you.”

Oh. Oh.

Well in that case...

He squeezed your hand again, and smiled at you. It lit up his entire face, and you couldn’t help but mimic his expression. Maybe with him as your private nurse it wouldn’t be so bad after all. The prospect of being carried around by Meludir all the time made it all seem almost enjoyable. 

“But before I carry you to your chambers, I need you to explain something to me first, if you don’t mind?”

“Of course, what is it?”

The corner of his lip twitched and his entire demeanour changed. 

“Why did you call me ‘meleth nin’ in your sleep?”

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[sauronnaise]

Airheaded, stubborn, determined, a tad disorganised with his thoughts, Meludir is reminiscent of the past. In this diary he treats like a memoir, he writes an account of how he, a simple Silvan from the southern land of Rhovânion, came to be a royal guard, guided by undying devotion... and great optimism.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36682132

A drabble prompt that ended as a oneshot.

[red-riding]

Masterlist for my Tolkien Writings

NSFW will have * 

HC = Headcannon 

S/O = Significant other

Elves 

𝑀𝒾𝓇𝓀𝓌𝑜𝑜��

Mirkwood elves with s/o with divorced parents HC

Mirkwood elves with a s/o with a deceased parent HC

Thranduil

s/o with curly hair HC

* Sex with Thranduil HC *

Insecurities Oneshot

Lavender Oneshot

A Sleeping Prince? Oneshot (A potion prompt and sleeping beauty inspired) 

Ghost (Oneshot kinda)

Picture perfect Oneshot

Approach to holiday gift giving HC

Reacting to Jealous S/O

Legolos 

s/o with curly hair HC 

Aragorn comforting a dying Legolas

Legolas Saving Cold S/O

Legolas x Orc reader HC

A purr-fect interference, Oneshot

Reaction to human reader in elven Finery HC

Tauriel

Comforted Oneshot

Meludir 

Sleep Drabble 

𝑅𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁

Arwen 

Arwen seeing reader dressed up for the first time HC

𝐻𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝐹𝑒𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓇

House of Feanor with a S/O with curly hair HC

With a winged S/O HC

Feanor

Random Feanor HC

Feanor reaction to sons pledging themselves to mortal women of lower status HC

With a strong and independent S/O HC

Maehdros 

Random Maehdros HC

A Weighted question Oneshot

With a strong and independent S/O HC

Courting Maedhros HC

The Inventor, Multipart series Masterlist

Maglor

Dating Maglor HC

Comforting Melodies Oneshot

* Embarrassed, Lemon *

Maglor with a s/o who does aerial silks HC 

Maglor with an independent S/O HC

Nightmare Oneshot/Drabble

Vampire Oneshot

Graveyard Oneshot

Random Maglor HC

Approach to holiday gift giving HC

For starters that's impossible, Maglor x human-reader drabble

Celegorm

*Jealous Hunter * Oneshot

Apple red Oneshot

Haunted Cabin Oneshot

Celegorm celebrated S/O Bday HC

Random Celegorm HC

With a strong and independant S/O HC  

Caranthir

Just Breath Oneshot (Caranthir struggling to ask to court s/o)

With a strong and independant S/O HC 

Reacting to Jealous S/O

Its the thought that counts Drabble 

𝐻𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝐹𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑜𝓁𝒻𝒾𝓃

Fingolfin 

Courting Fingolfin HC

Turgon

Random Turgon Headcannons 

𝐻𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝐹𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝒻𝒾𝓃

Finrod

Braiding Finrods hair HC

Help My elf is broken: Finrod x Human reader Oneshot 

Approach to holiday gift giving HC

Galadriel 

Approach to holiday gift giving HC

𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻

Glorfindel

Glorfindel Protects reader one shot

Bed time stories One-shot

Home Drabble

Period Pains Oneshot 

Luthien

Dating Luthien As a Human women HC

Dwarves

General Company 

Companies reaction to member being an animator HC

Companies reaction to model member HC

Line of Durin

S/O on a snowy day head cannon HC

Sick S/O HC 

FilI

A sensitive topic one shot 

Kili

A spell please one shot

Comforting HC

Humans

Aragorn

Aragorn comforting a dying Legolas

Hobbits

Frodo

Dating Frodo Baggins head cannon 

Pippin

Dating Pippin HC

Tattooed S/O *

Time To tell

Meeting Pippin again after years HC

Merry

Dating Merry HC

Pippin notices Merry’s and yours relationship HC

Other

Sauron 

Sauron with a love interest HC

Multi Character Head cannons 

Elves with a seamstress reader HC (Thranduil, Legolas, Glorfindel, Lindir, Maglor)

Sick S/O HC (Thorin, Fili, Kili)

Characters reaction to animal crossing HC (Gandalf, Thranduil, Kili, Gollum, Bilbo)

Fellowship with Bard/musical reader 

Mirkwood elves with s/o with divorced parents HC (Legolas, Thranduil, Tauriel)

Elves with a S/O with ADD/ADHD (Thranduil, Glorfindel, Maglor, Legolas)

Elves with a S/O who is shorter than them (Feanor, Thranduil, Maedhros) 

House of Feanor with a S/O with curly hair HC (Feanor, Nerdanel, Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin)

Mirkwood elves with a s/o with a deceased parent HC (Legolas, Thranduil, Tauriel)

Blond Elves react to being Called Link HC (Legolas, Thranduil, Glorfindel) 

Tolkien characters react to S/O with pierced ears (Legolas, Fili, Thranduil, Galadriel) 

Elves approach to holiday gift giving (Thranduil, Maglor, Finrod, Galadriel)

Reacting to Jealous S/O (Thranduil, Caranthir)  

Events

13 days of spooky writing

Day 1 Potion: A sleeping Prince? (Thranduil Oneshot)

Day 2 Haunted house: A haunted Cabin (Celegorm Oneshot)

Day 3 Spooky: Comforted (Tauriel Oneshot)

Day 4 Costume: Vampire (Maglor Oneshot)

Day 5 Monster: Bed time stores (Glorfindel Oneshot)

Day 6: skipped

Day 7 Ghost: Ghost (Thranduil x reader)

Day 8: Cemetery: Graveyard (Maglor x reader)

Day 9: Skipped

day 10 Spell Book: : A Spell please? (Kili X reader)

day 11 Black Cat: A purr-fect interference (Legolas x reader)

[guardianofrivendell]

About you losing some followers. Maybe it can actually be because of your Tullaina stuff, I believe that some people followed you for your fics (reader x character), and when you mostly write about Tullaina people can think that if you have time to write about her then you should have time to write your fics, you know, people think you're not writing fics bc you don't want to, bc now you prefer writing about your ocs. I'm obviously not saying that it's the case, bc they're different things, all I mean is people tend to think that over time as not everyone understands. I, myself, am not a fan of ocs but I still follow you.

Oh could be 🤔

Well if that's the case, they're going to miss out because I am working on tons of fics (like I'm always joking about the number of wip's I have, but it's seriously becoming a problem with how many I'm working on at the same time) with all kinds of characters, and only three of them are with Tullaina.

You can expect some Frodo, Meludir, Fili, Kili, Thorin, Legolas, Aragorn, Thranduil etc in the next few weeks...

I know I'm slower than in my early days where I posted every week, but that's because I'm mostly writing oneshots now instead of preferences. But I am still working on fics almost daily. So if you don't like OC's, don't worry, there's more than enough in the pipeline for you!

Hey... And if everything goes as planned, I'll be posting my first smut fic this weekend 👀 (spoilers: it's with Thorin 👑)

[guardianofrivendell]

Hello, can i please get a oneshot between meludir and reader where reader is injured from an orc attack and meludir is looking after them?

Reckless

Here you go!  I didn’t know if you wanted it as in Meludir taking care of you during the attack or as in actually taking care of you while you’re healing so I compromised. Hope you like it anon!

[guardianofrivendell]

That makes two of us :)

Nah, of course I know what will happen but sometimes things change while I’m writing it. The upcoming chapter will have Caradhras and a little Moria in it.

I’m writing like 7 things at once at the moment, switching between documents:

- Perfect Secrets chapter 6 - Frodo oneshot - which is a heavy one so it’s a slow and steady process - A Thranduil blurb (which I’ve written and deleted a couple of times now, I’m not easily satisfied when it comes to Thranduil) - Pride and Prejudice AU - it’s coming people! - Sequel to Tea and Lockscreens - A few short imagines/blurbs with Tullaina to get her backstory in order - I’ve outlined a requested oneshot with Meludir 

It's been a while since you updated perfect secrets can we maybe get a sneak peek of the next chapter 👉👈 😳 pretty please I love it so much

Aaaaah I knoooooow 🙈🙈🙈🙈

You wouldn't believe how many times I open and close the 'Perfect secrets' wip doc without changing or adding anything. It's so frustrating! I'm still planning on posting the next chapter before the end of the year so fingers crossed 🤞

Here's a little excerpt of the beginning of chapter 6. Unedited and unrevised so keep that in mind, the final version could be totally different.

"For the first time she cursed the fact that she made the decision to hide she was an Elf. If she hadn’t, she could dartle over the snow like Lord Twinklefeet was doing. Ever since they left Eregion, Legolas avoided her like the plague and she couldn’t be happier. 

By the time Mira could walk over the path the others had cleared, the snow was pressed by the weight of the fellowship walking over it and Bill the pony, which made it extremely slippery. Combine that with her usual clumsiness and it was not hard to guess she was spending more time trying to stay upright than actually making progress, under a constant murmuring of words Aragorn never expected to hear coming out of a ladies’ mouth."