BrokenWinterPromise

  (Y/N) sighed. This was terribly boring, but she had nowhere else to be. So, she continued to stare at the wall in front of her. Better way to put it, she couldn't leave. So she had punched a guy in school. He had been a jerk, making fun of her for being a "Nerd". She had retaliated, punching him in the stomach and then kicking him where it counted. And that was how they both landed in detention. Lovely. "Why do I have to be in here with you." (Guy you dislike's name) sneered. (Y/N) ignored him, continuing to doodle on the paper in front of her. "Yo, weirdo, I'm talkin to you." He threw a waded up piece of paper at her. She turne

  (Y/N) turned, leaving the room while trying to stifle a giggle. Poor Elyin was still not back to normal.  Thanks to a certain elf king, the young servant now had bright purple hair. "Mind sharing what is so funny, melamin?" She jumped in surprise, turning and glaring at  Thranduil. "Mind not sneaking up on me, my king?" He gave a lazy shrug, waiting to hear her answer. "Elyin." Was all she replied, and he laughed. "That was some of my better work." "That was your only work, Thranduil." "Mhm. You have caught me, my queen." He gave her a small smile before kissing her forehead. "Indeed I have. Now go on, I know you have council

 The morning in Mirkwood was mostly silent, aside from the slight footfalls that could be heard only if you were close. Said footfalls belonged to the mischievous soon-to-be queen. She silently crept past another tree, but squealed as arms encircled her waist. "And what do you think you are doing out here, melamin" The she-elf turned, meeting the stormy blue eyes of her beloved. "Thranduil!I was...nothing!" "Do not lie, melamin. You were out causing a bit of trouble, were you not?" (Y/N) said nothing, shuffling a little before looking up at the king with a sheepish smile. He simply rolled his eyes, unable to scold her, instead choosing

 Deep in the Golden woods of Lothlorien, the Elves were preparing for one of the biggest events in a while. The Marriage of the March Warden. To say they were excited would have been a huge understatement. However, the two to be wed were less than pleased. "I've never even met the man! I've seen him...but he seems so.." The young Elvish woman trailed off as her sister fixed her hair. "I know. He's unemotional, correct?" "Very." She sighed, leaning back and closing her eyes. "You'll be fine (Y/N). How bad could it truly be? Many would kill to be in your place." "Mm. If it were up to me, they could have it." Across the courtyard, a simil

Laura entered the Ranger HQ with her partner, Piplup, close behind. Rhythmi was waiting for her at the front desk, hopping impatiently from foot to foot. "What's up Rhy? You seem excited." "Sven asked me out!" She squealed. Laura rolled her eyes. "Of course he did. He's a flirt, Rhy. It's what he does." They stepped out onto the third floor where, lo and behold, Sven was flirting with Linda. Rhythmi's smile had faltered a bit, and Laura noticed her friend's distress. "Oi! Sven! I need to talk to you for a minute, yeah?" Laura motioned for her fellow top ranger. He nodded and made his way over, and Laura promptly slapped him across the

 (Y/N) studied the pokemon in front of her. They weren't doing much, apart from sleeping or staring back at her. "Come on now. Surely he hasn't been letting you go to soft!" She poked the belly of a Charmander that was lying on its back. "(Y/N)!" The man's voice startled her and she visibly jumped, knocking off the Fletchling on her shoulder. "Professor! Why do you insist on sneaking up on me?" "Apologies, Mademoiselle." He gave her a sly smirk and took over her job. (Y/N) had been working with the renowned Professor Augustine Sycamore for a little more than a year now. She had relocated to the Kalos region with her parents when she wa