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[asgardianhobbit98]

Never Alone - Boromir X OC

relationship: Boromir x OC

fandom: Lord of the Rings

word count: 1421

story summary: alerted something bad might happen to his love, Boromir attempts to soothe his anxiety by ensuring she knows no matter the distance, he will always be there with her. His actions might just save her life.

inspired by Bram Stoker's The Chain of Destiny.  

notes: this was written for @heilith to try and cheer her up a little bit <3 she prompted me to publish it and I’ve finally gained the courage to do so too! It’s my first Boromir fic and on top of that, I haven't written anything in AGES o.o please be gentle with me

Made a little AU, hope you all enjoy it! reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated

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As the only female soldier in the ranks, Elydia had her own private room to get dressed in. Chainmail rattled as it poured over her bosom, before crinkling together around her waist as she put her belt on. She let her hands slide down her thighs a bit, for no reason really other than the fact she knew she had an audience; an audience, mind you, that liked the sight of his strong woman.

Grabbing a gauntlet, Elydia turned to offer a knowing look to the man whom had attempted to sneak in, but had failed incredibly due to his squeaky boots.

Boromir, son of the steward of Gondor, stood leaned against the doorway to the small room. He didn’t look surprised upon being caught, but he also did not reciprocate her smile.

Starting to tie her gauntlet so it sat taught against her arm, she tilted her head in a silent question to him. His continued silence prompted her to voice the question: “What has my beloved warrior looking so pouty?”

“I do not pout.”

Smirking slightly at succeeding to cut through his silence, Elydia focused her green eyes down at the gauntlet once more. “Mm… I did not want to say you were ‘brooding’. It gives away too much of my thoughts on you. After all, brooding is the sexy man’s pout.”

Boromir looked away from her only to try and contain a chuckle. This was not a time for light-hearted conversation. “I wish to talk to you.”

“What of, my love?”

“I had a disconcerting dream.”

Gauntlet finally tied as tightly as she liked it, she turned her gaze to him once more. “Disconcerting? How?”

“It was of you. You did not make it back.” He stepped inside the little changing room fully, and reached out to her waist, calloused fingers moving over chainmail shakingly. “You fell. You were alone, no one near to offer you courage to keep fighting. And you did not return home to me.”

“We promised each other we would not have these conversations. That we would trust in each other’s abilities. That is what you said when I worried for you last time.”

“I know.” His fingers stopped shaking as they grew heavier on her waist, trying to offer a gentle gesture of reassurance. She understood, and nodded her head to let him continue. “It was not your abilities that failed you. It was your belief of whether you could make it out. And…” He pulled out a little handkerchief embroidered once by a far smaller Boromir. His initials were in the corner – a rough job meant only to teach him how to mend clothes should he need it when out and about. The fine skills were usually only taught those seeking work within the artistry of sewing. This was the work of a warrior, and a precious gift to offer.

But the imagery…

Elydia could not help but giggle at it.

“Are you offering me a lady’s favour?” she joked.

“Please be serious.” The heaviness of his words shocked Elydia into letting her smile fall. “I wish for you to have it, so you know you are not alone. So you know, you are fighting to come back home.” He shoved it into her hands and then backed up as if to avoid her shoving it back at him.

Despite finding it beyond silly as this was nothing but a dream, Elydia did not motion to give it back to him. Instead, she stared at the handkerchief for a while, then moved to tie it around her wrist, initials in facing outward for her to see. Without a word, she turned away from him and grabbed her other gauntlet, putting it on over the little favour he had offered her.

In silence, he watched her ready the gauntlet, then the rest of her armour, and lastly attaching her sword to her belt. Only then did she turn to him and smile. “Maybe I don’t believe dreams can tell the future, but I can tell this will calm your anxious mind.” Gently, she placed a gloved hand on his chest, fingertips over the white tree embroidered onto his noble clothing. “I will keep it. And I will come back.”

He took her hand in his to lift her knuckles up to his lips. “Be safe, my lady.”

“My lord,” she greeted back, smile and blush a heavy indication of her feelings for him and her appreciation toward his gentle gesture.

…

A village within the borders of Gondor had reported issues of Orc attacks at night. Of course Elydia, one of their greatest warriors, was tasked with going along with her men. It would have been foolish to send anyone else.

But this Orc pack was not like the others. They were smarter than expected, and having taken them for granted, Elydia was mortified to find herself in the exact situation Boromir had described he’d dreamed about.

One by one her men fell around her, the darkness of the night allowing for only their screams to reach her ears as they fell – which only amplified the fear this situation caused her.

Her horse squealed in fear, and she did not blame him for throwing her off his back and bolting to safety.

But she was alone now. Truly alone.

The last of her men’s screams had died out a while back.

Orcs were surrounding her, taking their time with the last soldier standing (or… lying down, really) for their own sadistic satisfaction. She could easily reach for her sword and fight as it was not far away, but one arm was definitely broken from the fall, and she had a nasty gash on her leg – there was no way she could make it out alive. There was no reason to fight.

With a sigh, she let her helmeted head rest in the grass, ready for the slow and agonising death these Orcs were going to give her… when her eyes caught sight of her wrist. There, underneath the gauntlet, a little piece of fabric was visible… a tiny sliver of white amidst the dark of her surroundings… the white city… Boromir…

The favour!

“I will keep it. And I will come back.”

She clenched her jaw to face the pain, before reaching out to her sword to fight.

Fight to get back home.

To get back home to Boromir, as she had promised.

…

For how long she had been unconscious, Elydia did not know. All she did know was that when she next awoke from a hazy adrenaline rush of pure survival instinct and dissociation so the pain would not stop her from fighting and walking, and moving home, fingers were brushing through her hair.

Not her fingers though.

There was pain, yes, but she was comfortably wrapped up in a warm sheet on a fluffy bed and pillow. The fingers running through her hair offered a calming sensation that dulled the pain for a moment enough for her eyes to flutter open.

The fingers stilled, almost as if in shock, before another hand touched her cheek and turned her head ever so slightly to the side – her eyes reached those of Boromir sitting beside her bed. He looked tired, pale even… knowing him, he’d stayed by her side since the moment she was rushed in to have her wounds treated.

“My love…” Elydia whispered through a dry throat. Relieved she had made it, she attempted to move in some way closer to him, but the pain stopped her and so did Boromir’s hushing.

“Relax… You’re home.”

“Thanks to you.” Boromir’s eyes flickered down to the handkerchief still around her wrist. Despite her half conscious state of mind, she’d refused to let anyone touch it, not even to wash it of filth and blood. It was too precious to her, now for two reasons. “I should have listened to your dream…”

“It is alright. You made it back. And you will recover.”

“I will.” Elydia’s words were filled with determination, her stubbornness not going to let her body do anything but recover.

It made Boromir chuckle a bit. His beloved Elydia.

“Good.”

He leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead, but as he went to straighten back up, he regretted it halfway and instead leaned down to press another kiss to her nose… then her lips…

“I wasn’t alone…” Elydia whispered, sleepy once more. “That’s why…”

“And you will never be either,” Boromir promised before kissing her lips once more, lulling her to sleep...

AO3 link (limited access - only those with an account, sorry)

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[marcygoo]

hi heres your reminder again guys. please do not send me chainmail. i appreciate the thought and everything but for Reasons i would prefer. not that. in my inbox. feel free to tag me in those picrew chain things though. not going to reblog it but i do love to play a silly little dressup game every once in a while. or even send me some silly pictures in my inbox or something like that instead!!! please please please please Please no chainmail though

[enarratives]

list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ♡

its like chain mail that ISNT evil

Not annoying chainmail? It's a miracle!!

When the team I like wins in the competition!! Players happy = I'm happy

2. Creating things. Anything - writing, editing, whatever

3. Getting extremely lost in a ravine for multiple hours

4. Good quality tea/boba

5. Birds. Optimal creature.

[adfeelsthings]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

Oh chainmail ! Let's goo. Though this chains branch path dies with me sadly

Five things that make me happy... :

Cats !! More specifically family's cats

Making situation for my current fav characters

The act of creating (drawing n writing)

doing nothing

video gaming

That's what comes to mind first at least, prob better things I could've picked but sshhh. Those don't exist

[cowcowwow]

💛🌼 SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING 🌼💛

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(Just a side note, I don’t usually do chain mail stuff bc it can feel ingenuine but I wanted to tell you that you’re super cool and so friendly!! 🥺 /gen /pos I really appreciated whenever you reblogged a post of mine with so many tags!! /pos I was like “👀👀👀 OMG!!! I DO THAT TOO!!!!” I felt so seen haha! /gen /pos)

HEHE AWHH 🥺😭💙💙💙💙

I don't usually do chainmail stuff either but THIS MADE ME SO HAPPYY KIKI DFSVBDB

I LOVE IT WHEN YE REBLOG POSTS WITH LOTS OF TAGS TOO FOR THE EXACT SAME REASON HEHE!!!!!

YE are super cool and friendly and kind and awesomee <333 thank ye for this it made me SO happy hehe <33333 love you Kiki :D 💙💙💖💕❣️/p /gen

[mx-lamour]

Hello there! You've been tagged! You don't have to do anything if you don't want to, but if you'd like, list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! Learn to know your mutuals and followers! 💖💖💖

I'm not about to turn down my first ask even if it is chain mail. (Wait, chainmail??)

My cat's ears are naked, so when she shakes her head it makes a little flappy bat sound.

My cute lil goblin. Her name is Eglantine.

Watching string musicians play really complicated shit.

I'm really a sucker for that bardcore though. Check out Brandon Acker on the lute. Love that guy.

My husband's buttcheeks (and, you know, his stellar creativity and his ability to make me laugh and stuff).

Here he is, knight in shining armor, DM extraordinare, cutie pie.

When it rains but the sun is still out.

It makes everything so vibrant.

Redemption arcs.

I like when people start to believe that good things are possible for them. I'm an incorrigible fan of gothic romance and hurt/comfort fics. I love that dying stars can create nebulas.

[Helix Nebula]

[mave-riq]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you to get to know your mutuals and followers :) hey bub! Chain mails you. Only answer if u want to!

Thanks for chainmailing me bro

People freaking out in tags of my art ;;;

Licherally anything about Princess Tutu

This face Astarion made when a mummy told him his [REDACTED] forgot him

4. That one tik tok of a teenager with a head cold sniffing and slurping at her moms doorbell security camera

5. This absolutely scrungled selfie of my cat

[monstersandmaw]

Ghostiiiiiiiii! It’s time for your random ask of kindness~

Your stories and posts are the only reason I open tumblr at all these days, they are all so detailed and unique and each one leaves me with such a distinct feeling (be that warmth, comfort, fondness etc). I can’t count the number of times I’ve read and reread your works. They consistently help to pull me out of whatever depressed funk I manage to get myself into.

You really go all out when you come up with the characters feelings and descriptions of the setting/plot. It plays out like a movie in my head, which is the best fucking thing ever! I’m seriously and eagerly waiting for the day that you publish your writing so I can tell my friends and order a physical copy to put on my bookshelf.

I feel like lately (and maybe this has always been the case and we’re just seeing a few) you’ve been getting an influx of nasty or entitled people in your inbox.. and you’re brilliant at dealing with them but I just would like to remind you that for every uncouth dickhead there are 10+ others who love and appreciate your work and all you do for us. We love seeing you get excited about stories, reblogging DA content/funny meme shitposts and sharing your really cool hobbies (seriously, chain mail is badass and I’ve always wanted to try making it).

I hope this message will at the very least make you smile- you deserve every kindness. You are amazing 💕

(P.S. don’t forget to drink some water, stretch and make sure you take breaks!)

-🇦🇺 (it’s good to be back)

Excuse me while I just scrape my gooey, ectoplasmic heart back up off the floor where it melted into a soft and wibbly puddle after reading this!!! What a beautiful message!!! Thank you.

I realise you didn't ask for advice on mail making, but if you do decide to have a go, the best weaves to start with are the classic 'chainmail' pattern of 4-in-1 (sometimes called European 4-in-1), and 'Byzantine'. I'm not on Facebook anymore but there used to be a really good and truly massive group dedicated to chainmaille (that's how jewellery folks like to spell it), which had some great resources for beginners. The website linked here has some fabulous info and tutorials (especially for beginners), and I'd recommend learning about aspect ratio (AR) so you can make weaves in whatever size you like. Lemme know if you actually want any info or help because I'd be very happy to tell you more if you like. (I know of this supplier for Aussies but have never used them myself for obvious geographical and shipping reasons).

As for actual physical book stuff, hopefully I'll publish Gabe & Odessa properly, and perhaps the fae story I'm working away on in the background (that, or the reworked 'Winter Solstice' story I started ages ago). We'll see, but it's always so reassuring to hear that people would be interested in buying something like that!! Thank you.

I just had two truly enormous mugs of tea, and I went for a walk earlier with Mr. Ghosti because it finally stopped raining for a couple of hours, so I've had a good break!.

You take care of yourself too, dear Aussie Anon, and thanks for sticking around and for taking the time out of your day (night?) to leave me this!

[taz-drgaone]

List five things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last ten people who reblogged something from you. Spread the positivity!!

apsolutely not mad at you but PLEAMS PEOPLE I DONT . LIKE CHAIN MAIL. ILL ANSWER THE ASK BUT I DO Not Have Many Muatalz and i NEVER KNOW WHO TO SEND IT TO, NOR DO I USUSLAY HABE THE ENEERGY TO. my dearest beloved autisticboybreakdowns i am not mad at you at all i am mad at the time i got THE SAME CHAINMAIL FIVE TIMES IN ONE DAY!!!!!!

anyway to answer the ask!

MY FRIENDS

snuuy five night

every seawing ever actually. yeaj

that part in kagamine len's cover of ghost rule where hes SCREAMIG with the tiny growl in his voice it. it scratches my brain niceys :>

smut/j

[junkmailmusubi]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌

ARGH i appreciate the love but i'm not really big on chainmail/reblog chains!!! aaaagh sorry--

[bramblestar334]

new oc/reblog game thing: what’s your oc’s minecraft fighting style (what armor or weapons would they use and how would they use them)

[pages-and-words-archive]

BOLD your muse’s aesthetic .

TAG as many people as you wish.

PLEASE repost , do not reblog !

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Tagging: @all-the-muses @thelightxwithin​ @thenexusofsouls​

[xfriend-or-phantomx-a]

BOLD your muse’s aesthetic .

TAG as many people as you wish.

PLEASE repost , do not reblog !

fire ╱ ice ╱ water ╱ air ╱ earth ╱ electricity╱ claws ╱ fangs ╱ wings ╱gold╱diamonds ╱ grass ╱ leaves ╱ trees╱  roses ╱ metal ╱iron ╱ rust ╱ rain ╱ snow ╱lace ╱silk╱cotton ╱ velvet╱ chainmail ╱ sun ╱ moon ╱ stars╱ dirt ╱ mud ╱silver╱steel ╱sugar ╱ salt ╱ lavender╱ foxglove ╱ glass╱ wood ╱ paper╱ wool ╱ fur ╱leather ╱ smoke╱ ash╱ ocean╱ bruises ╱ scars╱ blood╱ wind╱ spices╱light╱dark ╱paint╱ charcoal╱ wine ╱ hard liquor╱ sweat ╱ dust ╱ bare feet ╱canine╱feline ╱coffee╱ tea ╱ books╱scratches╱ burns ╱ petals╱ thorns ╱ hay ╱ glitter╱ heat╱ cold ╱ steam ╱ frost ╱candles ╱ sword╱ dagger ╱ staff╱ arrows ╱ hammer ╱ shield ╱ spikes╱ bullets╱gunpowder╱ wire ╱ sand ╱ rocks ╱ roots ╱ pearls ╱rubies ╱ sapphires╱ emeralds╱ jewelry ╱ herbs╱ waves ╱ lightning ╱sunlight╱moonlight╱ clay ╱ stone╱ brick ╱ lions ╱ jackals ╱ hounds ╱ wolves ╱ foxes ╱ ravens ╱ kraken ╱ phoenix ╱ legend ╱ reality╱illusion╱ opaque╱ transparent ╱translucent ╱ incandescent ╱ freezing ╱ burning ╱ fact╱ fiction ╱ marble╱ fruit╱ meat╱ poison ╱ medicine ╱ snake ╱ avian ╱ clock ╱shell╱ chain ╱ ribbon╱ tie ╱ hat╱ muted ╱ vibrant╱ sterile ╱heart╱ spade ╱ map╱ boot ╱ longship ╱ love╱ loss ╱ healer╱killer╱ liar╱ impostor ╱ summer╱ fall ╱ winter ╱ spring╱ day ╱ night ╱dawn╱ dusk ╱ ancient ╱ new╱ life╱ death╱ beach╱ cliffs

Tagged by: @seventhdaughter

Tagging: @pages-and-words @xweofmanyfaces @ofdxncingcuriosity @firejugglinghobo @magicalmystery-muses @arendelliansovereign

[spxcemuses]

BOLD your muse’s aesthetic . (gonna pick a random muse since I have multiple... muse chosen is Dracula!)

TAG as many people as you wish 

. PLEASE repost , do not reblog !

fire ╱ ice ╱ water ╱ air ╱ earth ╱ electricity ╱ claws ╱ fangs ╱ wings ╱gold╱diamonds ╱ grass ╱ leaves ╱ trees╱  roses ╱ metal ╱iron ╱ rust ╱ rain ╱ snow ╱lace ╱silk╱cotton ╱ velvet╱ chainmail ╱ sun ╱ moon ╱ stars╱ dirt ╱ mud ╱silver╱steel ╱sugar ╱ salt ╱ lavender╱ foxglove ╱ glass╱ wood ╱ paper╱ wool ╱ fur ╱leather ╱ smoke╱ ash╱ ocean╱ bruises ╱ scars╱ blood ╱ wind╱ spices╱light╱dark ╱paint╱ charcoal╱ wine ╱ hard liquor ╱ sweat ╱ dust ╱ bare feet ╱canine╱feline ╱coffee╱ tea ╱ books╱scratches╱ burns ╱ petals╱ thorns ╱ hay ╱ glitter╱ heat ╱ cold ╱ steam ╱ frost ╱candles ╱ sword ╱ dagger ╱ staff╱ arrows ╱ hammer ╱ shield ╱ spikes╱ bullets ╱gunpowder ╱ wire ╱ sand ╱ rocks ╱ roots ╱ pearls ╱rubies ╱ sapphires╱ emeralds╱ jewelry ╱ herbs╱ waves ╱ lightning ╱sunlight╱moonlight╱ clay ╱ stone╱ brick ╱ lions ╱ jackals ╱ hounds ╱ wolves ╱ foxes ╱ ravens ╱ kraken ╱ phoenix ╱ legend ╱ reality ╱illusion╱ opaque╱ transparent ╱translucent ╱ incandescent ╱ freezing ╱ burning ╱ fact╱ fiction ╱ marble╱ fruit╱ meat╱ poison ╱ medicine ╱ snake ╱ avian ╱ clock ╱shell╱ chain ╱ ribbon ╱ tie ╱ hat ╱ muted ╱ vibrant╱ sterile ╱heart╱ spade ╱ map ╱ boot ╱ longship ╱ love╱ loss ╱ healer╱ killer ╱ liar╱ impostor ╱ summer╱ fall ╱ winter ╱ spring╱ day ╱ night ╱dawn╱ dusk ╱ ancient ╱ new╱ life╱ death ╱ beach╱ cliffs

tagged by: @seventhdaughter

tagging: pssst.... steal it *eyes*

[topsyturvypuppeteer]

BOLD your muse’s aesthetic .

TAG as many people as you wish

PLEASE repost , do not reblog !

fire ╱ ice ╱ water ╱ air ╱ earth ╱ electricity ╱ claws ╱ fangs ╱ wings ╱gold╱diamonds ╱ grass ╱ leaves ╱ trees╱  roses ╱ metal ╱iron ╱ rust ╱ rain ╱ snow ╱lace ╱silk╱cotton ╱ velvet╱ chainmail ╱ sun ╱ moon ╱ stars╱ dirt ╱ mud ╱silver╱steel ╱sugar ╱ salt ╱ lavender╱ foxglove ╱ glass╱ wood ╱ paper╱ wool ╱ fur ╱leather ╱ smoke╱ ash╱ ocean╱ bruises ╱ scars╱ blood ╱ wind╱ spices╱light╱dark ╱paint╱ charcoal╱ wine ╱ hard liquor ╱ sweat ╱ dust ╱ bare feet ╱canine╱feline ╱coffee╱ tea ╱ books╱scratches╱ burns ╱ petals╱ thorns ╱ hay ╱ glitter╱ heat ╱ cold ╱ steam ╱ frost ╱candles ╱ sword ╱ dagger ╱ staff╱ arrows ╱ hammer ╱ shield ╱ spikes╱ bullets ╱gunpowder ╱ wire ╱ sand ╱ rocks ╱ roots ╱ pearls ╱rubies ╱ sapphires╱ emeralds╱ jewelry ╱ herbs╱ waves ╱ lightning ╱sunlight╱moonlight╱ clay ╱ stone╱ brick ╱ lions ╱ jackals ╱ hounds ╱ wolves ╱ foxes ╱ ravens ╱ kraken ╱ phoenix ╱ legend ╱ reality ╱illusion╱ opaque╱ transparent ╱translucent ╱ incandescent ╱ freezing ╱ burning ╱ fact╱ fiction ╱ marble╱ fruit╱ meat╱ poison ╱ medicine ╱ snake ╱ avian ╱ clock ╱shell╱ chain ╱ ribbon ╱ tie ╱ hat ╱ muted ╱ vibrant╱ sterile ╱heart╱ spade ╱ map ╱ boot ╱ longship ╱ love╱ loss ╱ healer╱killer ╱ liar╱ impostor ╱ summer╱ fall ╱ winter ╱ spring╱ day ╱ night ╱dawn╱ dusk ╱ ancient ╱ new╱ life╱ death ╱ beach╱ cliffs

tagged by: @seventhdaughter

tagging: Anyone who wants to do this.