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[aeonianarchives]

New years Kiss

Summery: A New Years kiss with Lindir At the end of the time of the elves, and you make plans for Valinor

Pairing: Lindir x GN!Reader

Taglist: @aetherofthepen | @eunoiaastralwings the magic writer hands you say did it depending on the time this comes out

This was the moment you could confess to Lindir it was new years, besides wasn't it good luck to kiss at midnight on new years, you where pretty sure that was a tradition of men, that could work for you, it would help build up your confidante perhaps to confess to him, you made your way over to the ellon as he took a sip from the wine glass which he held in his hand, Elrond had made him relax from his job even for a few moments.

Gandalf had even come with his fire works, Thranduil had dragged himself off of his throne, hell even the hobbits had come to Imladris for new years with the dwarves of Erebor it was as if all the people that Bilbo met on his trip and Frodo had met where having a great big reunion given Arwen and Aragorn where here.

10

Came the start of the count down with Gandalf's fireworks making everyone look at them.

"They are quite something, Mithrandir's fireworks" You said to Lindir he hmmed in agreement after he got over the shock of you coming to speak with him

9

This time people had joined in the count down

"It's an end of an age as well as a year" You mentioned to Lindir who simply nodded

"the age of elves has come to an end, I am exited for what the undying lands have instore for us" Lindir said Elrond half mentioned how Lindir's father and grandfather lived their

"I can't wait to meet my biological family" Lindir said

8

"I heard Valinor is a beautiful place I wish to explore it's woods and it's shores" you confessed to Lindir

7

"That sounds interesting may I join you" Lindir said to which you nodded

6

"If you wish I do not mind, you should bring your lyre so you can find muse on the adventure" you suggested to him

5

"That sounds like a good idea" Lindir said as you placed your wine glass down

4

"I would enjoy seeing your way to make song and music and maybe even help it" You said

3

You stepped closer to Lindir "You have a nice voice, I would love if we could make music together"

2

"Me as well, I also enjoy your voice" you said

1

"HAPPY NEW YEARS" The shout came and before Lindir could respond to you, you kissed the ellon in front of you

"Gi Melin" You confessed to him as he flustered

"Gi Melin ana" Lindir mumbled kissing you shyly back you gave a grin to Lindir

"A new year, A new age, and a new adventure" You said taking your glass and holding it up to Lindir who touch his glass to yours

"To new adventure" Lindir said back to you before you kissed him once again

"We can explore Valinor together as a couple Meleth Nin" You said he nodded

"Traveling musicians know through out the undying lands melda" Lindir said making you grin and nod

Elvish Translations

Gi Melin - I love you

Gi Melin ana - I love you to

Meleth nin - My love

Melda - Darling

[shirefantasies]

Congrats on 100 followers!!

What are some of your lotr headcanons?

Thank you so much 🥳 Ooooooh good question 👀 lessee *cracks knuckles* I’m going to do some regular one & some romantic ones, enjoy 😘

Some of my LoTR Headcanons!

*General*

✧ Aragorn may have worn Boromir’s bracers, but he also kept a drawing he found in his pocket. Turns out Faramir had drawn it one day when they were boys and his older brother held onto it until the end of his days.

✧ Legolas is so soft around little ones. He tries to act all like a wise guide but devolves into letting them climb him and carrying them up to rooftops for starlight stories. Doesn’t even care if they grab his hair or his ears, he’s still smiling so gently at them.

✧ Pippin is what would be called in modern days neurodivergent, more specifically with autism and ADHD. His parents and Merry were the most understanding ones, the ones who knew what he needed to hear and how he would process it best when others didn’t always understand.

✧ Legolas and Aragorn had the habit of singing together at fireside, quiet elvish songs, until one evening Gimli decided to put a stop to it with a dwarvish drinking song. In the end, the others find it so funny they learn it and join in, all three of them leaving their troubles for one night of song.

✧ Lord Elrond? Elrond of Rivendell??? Makes the best cup of tea in Middle Earth, fight me.

✧ Faramir teaches Pippin his favorite childhood game, probably something akin to chess, not really expecting the hobbit to enjoy it but Pippin ends up beating him out of sheer luck

✧ Frodo, Aragorn, and Legolas could have totally talked some shit in Elvish to each other and I firmly believe they did

✧ Arwen thinks of Lindir as a friend, but he’s so formal that in his mind such a lady could never see him so casually, leading to comical differences in the way they address each other

✧ Pippin wants a shit ton of kids some day. Sam is happy with around three, Merry wants a boy and a girl, Frodo isn’t sure he even wants children at all, but Pippin? He’s down for five to ten no problem, and he will be best friends with every single one.

✧ Eowyn teaches Faramir a bunch of horse riding tricks and he falls in love with riding as a sport, smiling as he takes in an act he only performed in war during a moment of pure joy and prosperity.

*Romance*

✧ Merry and Pippin are both such passionate kissers. OMG you will be breathless

✧ Elrond is the gentlest lover, handling his partner so carefully as if they were like gorgeous blown-glass in his hands and could break.

✧ Boromir is the type to grab his partner’s booty when they’re kissing in private

✧ Frodo’s ideal partner is not the smartest person or the most well-read, but someone with lighter spirits than his, someone who can never fail to bring a smile to his face and a laugh out of him.

✧ Faramir absolutely adores surprising you with flowers, so get ready to find them everywhere.

✧ Legolas is incredibly shy, inexperienced, and unsure with romance, so he prefers you to lead so that he can respond in kind, learning and studying with each touch, each act. He discovers his favorite thing is tracing a hand up and down your spine as you embrace.

✧ Gimli likes to act so rough and tough for someone who, in modern terms, would be called a massive simp, practically rolling out a red carpet for his partner and worshipping the ground they walk on, kissing them almost reverently unless the mood shifted deeper.

✧ Eomer is so good at giving massages, his partner will feel like royalty whenever he helps them relax

✧ He doesn’t look it, but Sam 100% would be the type to hold you up against a wall as he kisses you

✧ Aragorn enjoys being little spoon quite frequently. Fight me.

[thesummerestsolstice]

Unwritten Fics game

I was tagged by @runawaymun to talk about all my as-of-yet unwritten fic ideas! I have many, many of them. Here are a few. Feel free to send me asks about any of them, or to tell me which ones you'd most like to read in the tags!

Earendil-drinks-the-Silmail-AU: see Tumblr post here. Elwing gives Earendil the Silmaril's light to try and heal him from an illness, and both he (and later E&E) now have the light of the Silmaril within them. This causes problems for the Oath of Feanor. Can't decide whether to make it serious and heartbreaking or extremely silly.

Immortal Elros AU: definitely need to post about this one. In which Elros sees the mortals who will become the people of Numenor, loves them, and decides the best way to help them is to be immortal, to protect their descendants and maintain their legacy long after they're gone. He becomes Numenor's beloved guardian, caring for it's people for centuries. This all goes pretty well until Tar-Mairon shows up on the island.

Faustian Bargain AU: when both Gil-Galad and Celebrimbor are captured during Eregion's fall, Elrond makes a dangerous deal with Sauron to get them back. In exchange for their release, Elrond offers to become Sauron's captive, and to help him in his efforts to reach the Void and free Morgoth. Elrond, of course, has other plans. So do the now-free (and incredibly worried) Gil Galad and Celebrimbor.

Unexpected Problems: see Tumblr posts here and here. All about the issues Elrond runs into in Valinor– from people debating about whether or not he counts as an Ainur to Noldor being scandalized that he only wears a couple pounds of jewelry. Also his repeated attempts to stop Galadriel and Bilbo from completely destroying Valinorian society.

The Love of a Parent: Elrond's parents continue to look out for him, whether from beyond the circles of the world or from the stars above. Probably largely outsider POV. A chance for more eldritchry.

On Estel: In which Earendil goes into the void, searching for Maeglin's lost spirit. Slight AU in the sense that it's very Maeglin sympathetic, and has him having a good familial relationship with Turgon, Idril, and Earendil.

Ten Little Soldier Boys: my take on who Finrod's faithful ten were, why they were so loyal, and the moments they each decided they would give anything to keep Finrod safe. OC heavy but very dear to my heart.

Misfits, Outcasts, and other Characters of Ill-Repute: a series of oneshots about the various people who end up in Rivendell and how they got there. Includes canon characters (Glorfindel, Erestor, Lindir, etc.) and some OCs (including an old Feanorian diehard and one of Thingol's bodyguards, and, of course, Garthaglir the Library Orc)

No pressure, but I'm going to second Runawaymun's tagging of @jaz-the-bard (I don't think they've done the game yet but I might've missed it on their blog)

[lem0nshark-writes]

"Winter Coat"

Lindir x Male Reader

Type: fluff

Word count: 1890

Warnings: fluff, reader's an elf, some comedy, reader's in Rivendell's patrol guard, reader and Lindir are courting, reader and Lindir being cute boyfriends, reader's bit clumsy

Summary: something fluffy with the best boi

A/N: Lately been reading a lot of @/aeonianarchives (on tumblr) x reader fics and they inspired me writing this little fic hehe do check their fics out they are really good! 👀 anyways I was gonna post this for Christmas but yeah XD anyways for New Years it is XD Also I wish all those who celebrate a Merry Christmas and all you a Happy New Year! 💕💕

Translations: meleth nin - my love

"Oh meleth nin what has happened to you?" you let out surprised, walking swiftly towards Lindir who had just entered the front door of your small home, his winter great robe ripped from his lower back almost to his knees, one side of his robe underneath drenched in a cold wet smear of frost and rainwater, stressed out expression on his face.

"I was just enjoying some fresh morning air and the beautiful winter view outside and as I was heading back I slipped on the frozen patch on the floor... and ripped my robes in the process too..." he looked so visibly embarrassed with his heated up red cheeks and ears.

"Oh, my darling-", you moved your hands from where they stood holding his shoulders and hugged him tightly.

"How embarrassing..." he quietly let out into your shoulder, arms weakly hugging back.

"Oh it is alright it can happen to anyone," you comforted him, knowing his racing mind would see it as such a big deal when it really wasn't, "Don't you remember last year when I was late for my patrol and was rushing to meet up with Erestor and my foot slipped and I slid all the way right to his feet on my back nearly knocking him over too? And even lord Elrond witnessed that as well, along with you?" you chuckled and grinned a little remembering your embarassing situation, whose consequences followed you for quite some time afterwards with your patrol mates.

Lindir through his flushed cheeks bursted into laughter and giggles, covering his mouth slightly with his hand trying not to laugh at you but the memory was too funny to be able not to, "I'm sorry-," he managed to let out through his laughter.

"No it's alright it was really funny," you laughed along with him, "I did get onto polishing duty that night as a punishment but it was really funny nevertheless," you grinned.

"Yeah, I thought you slid all the way down some hill and Erestor had to pull you out by your armour and that's why you were late that night," Lindir burst into laughter again and you laughed along at the joke on your expense.

"Honestly at one point it was really close," you grinned and started to remove Lindir's great robe off his shoulders, as the two of you finally calmed down from your laughing fit.

"Whatever shall we do with your robes, my little bird? You don't have any other ones thick enough for this cold."

"Yes, but I will be alright don't worry, just going to wear an extra layer underneath-" Lindir began but you cut him off quickly.

"Nonesense, I'll take your coat to get fixed and till then-" you stopped rummaging through your closet, as Lindir quickly changed into new clean robes, pulling something out and getting up and handing him your brand new patrol winter cloak you were gifted recently, its back graced with the well known intricately embroidered crest with a mighty presence of it's own, "-you shall wear mine," you smiled happily.

Lindir looked at your cloak in bit of a shock blushing slightly, "No I-I can't- It's brand new and-"

"Come on darling, everyone knows we're courting, I think. Unless you wish to carry me draped around your shoulders as a coat to warm you up all day? But then you'd have to explain Erestor why I'm not on patrol all day," you grinned then smiled widely.

"You dummy harebrained elf," he chuckled, "Fine I will take it. But I know I'll get so many questions and comments and gazes about it."

"Even better, then you can brag about your sexy boyfriend to everyone."

He blushed at your comment and the funny pose you called "sexy" that you did while saying that, "You silly elf."

You smiled at him warmly, loving to see him smiling and laughing and happy, it made you whole being warm and fluffy on the inside and your heart skip a beat, just like the moment you first laid your eyes on him.

He caught your gaze and blushed again, lips spreading into a beautiful smile.

You smiled even more, slowly coming closer to him and placing a long kiss on his lips before fixing your robe onto his shoulders.

He blushed, looking at you doing it and standing still as you did.

You smiled once you did, taking a look at him, "My sir Lindir you're looking quite dashing today," you spun him around and proceeded to kiss the back of his hand afterwards when he turned back around.

He chuckled and blushed again, "You dummy-"

You grinned at him, pulling him close to your armour-clad chest and hugging him tightly, swaying a bit as if to music as you did, humming a little, "I don't wish to go to work, can't we stay indoors and cuddle all day?"

"I wish.." Lindir murmured through the fabric of your cloak, his face stuffed into your shoulder, " but we should get going. Lord Elrond must be wondering where I am already, and I'm sure Erestor is waiting for you too."

"Mhhh.. you're right," you let out a whine before responding.

Giving him a forehead smooch you peeled yourself off of him and fixed him up, him doing the same to you with a smile.

"Ready?" you asked, sighing a bit dreading the cold outside.

"Yes," Lindir chimed in agreement.

"Let's go then, I'll walk you to lord Elrond's, can't have you slipping and falling again and Eru forbid hurting yourself," you said as you draped your arm around his shoulder as he grabbed a couple of books of the table and then leading you both out, closing the door behind you two once you got out.

"Ah you don't have to, I'll be fine, I'll be more careful-"

"Nu-uh, I won't hear it," you mused intertwining your arms with his.

He sighed knowing there's no arguing with you when his safety is in question and the two of you made your way to Elrond's study where Lindir usually finds him in the morning.

As the two of you made your way through the passageways and halls Lindir's cheeks only grew hotter and hotter as passing elves shot him gazes and smiles.

You returned the smiles when glances were caught and only pulled Lindir closer, proud to have him as your boyfriend and so very proud to be seen with him.

Lindir too was very proud of having you as his and calling you his own, but he just got flustered very easily and was very very shy, despite how long the two of you have been together.

Whenever he'd look away shy you'd just rub the back of his hand reassuringly and shot him a warm smile, melting all his insecurities and bad thoughts away.

The two of you safely found your way to Elrond's study, halting at the big intricately carved wooden door.

"This is where we part meleth nin, all safe and sound," you smiled, placing a soft kiss on his forehead, which made his cheeks heat up and smile warmly.

"Yes, thank you for walking me to here, now rush off to Erestor before he gets mad," he spoke, worried for you getting a punishment for your inattentiveness to the time, "but be careful on frozen bits, don't need you scooping up Erestor this time."

You chuckled, "I won't.. hopefully-," you grinned interrupted by a clearing of a throat beside you.

"I see you've brought my assistant to me safe and sound," lord Elrond stood by half-opened door of his study, sly amused smirk plastered on his face, gaze landing on the long cloak draped across Lindir's back.

Lindir blushed so quickly, eyes widening at the thought of his lord seeing the displays of affection the two of you just shared.

"Yes my lord, I hope you don't mind," you smiled at him and then at Lindir, who was having a internal panic attack.

"Oh not at all," Elrond smiled, grinning slightly, his smile getting wider when his eyes landed on Lindir.

"Now I must leave, patrol awaits," you smiled at them both, shooting a loving gaze at Lindir, not wanting to attack him with kisses right in front of Elrond so he doesn't die of hyperventilation, "my lord," you took a little bow towards Elrond before turning on your heels and taking off towards the meetup spot.

"Haste your step, Erestor has already come asking for you," Elrond chimed after you, "and watch your step too," he commented, reminding you of your past incident.

"Thank you my lord, I shall," you blushed a little on his comment, bit embarrassed he still remembers that, and rushed off to Erestor.

Later that evening you returned quite late to your warm home, words of you day having had come to Lindir already.

Lindir was reading a book by the fireplace, two cups of hot freshly brewed tea on a small table besides him.

Hearing you opening the front door he stood up, smiling at you before making his way towards you, "Quite late this time, rough day?"

You let out a small whine as you slumped down on your spot, " You heard?.."

"Yes. Infamous Y/n strikes again, and this time doesn't miss," Lindir let out a chuckle, straightening you up and pulling you into a big warm hug which you gladly returned.

"It was so embarrassing, he landed right on top of me, and I got extra two hours of polishing duty as punishment," you whined, stuffing your face into his neck.

"So I've heard," he chuckled, rubbing your back comfortingly till you finally straightened and pulled away.

"How was your day? Did someone tease you about the cloak? Were you warm?"

"I-I was," he blushed a little, "so many people stared at me, and kept murmuring about it, even lord Elrond commented-" he blushed profoundly.

"What did he say?" you smiled, listening to your rambling boyfriend.

"He said I look nice in it, that it suits me," Lindir blushed even more.

You chuckled and grinned, "See? I told you."

"Hngghh," now it was Lindir's time to whine as he covered his face with his hands.

You chuckled and pulled him into a big tight hug, smooching the top of his head lovingly and then resting your cheek on top of it.

"Now let's not ponder on it, lets rather relax instead," you smiled, leading his form towards the cozy warm living room.

"I guess you are right," he sighed, "I made tea."

"Oh how wonderful, I love your teas, you make the best ones," you smiled excitedly, moving to your shared bedroom and removing your armour and setting it in it's place and getting all cozy and comfy in some casual robes quickly.

"Cuddles?" you asked with hopeful eyes as you returned to the living room, finding that Lindir has already gotten comfy in front of the fireplace, waiting for you.

"Cuddles," Lindir returned with a smile, blushing slightly.

You grinned widely and flopped besides him, pulling his body close and wrapping your arms around his waist as he chuckled and smiled at you. The two of you finally enjoying your evening with some tea and a good book and of course some very much needed and deserved cuddles.

[animatorweirdo]

Imagine courting Lindir

(Sorry for the late delay, I was on a week long vacation and had no focus to publish these till the end of the week. I tried to make this sweet as possible so I hope you enjoy it,) 

(Little note, this is a male reader, so you don’t get confused) 

Requested by @gilairon-deactivated20221015

Warnings: none really, fluff, a possible inappropriate jokes, relationship stuff, Lindir being the sweetes boy. 

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-You were one of the guards of Rivendell.

-You didn’t do much, to be honest. You guarded the gates, scouted the borders, and ensured everything was fine before taking the rest of the day off and doing your own things.

-You wanted an ordinary life, away from orcs, darkness, and bad things that once happened in your long elven life. You had seen and experienced too much, so it was time to go on retirement and take things easy.

-Then you met Lindir. He was just the sweetest being you had ever laid your eyes upon, and his voice made your heart beat louder than any war drums.

-When you saw him for the first time – it was like an arrow had pierced through your chest, making you feel immense love for this ellon.  

-You could not help but become friends with him and try to win his heart.

-He was pleasant to talk to, and his giggles and laughs were worth hearing whenever you told him a joke or tried to flirt with him. He often called you shameless or scolded you for the inappropriate jokes, but seeing his flustered face was worth it.

-Over time — you finally asked him to court you. You prepared yourself to face rejection, but to your eternal happiness: he said yes. It was one of the happiest days of your life.

-Same-sex relationships were considered normal in elven communities. There were no ridiculous rules like among the humans, so you didn’t have to fear rejection. If anything, your people were happy for you.

-Your courtship started happily and smoothly.

-You love hearing his voice and music whenever you have free time from your duties. It became your favorite hobby as his voice was beautiful as the voices of the birds. It also helps you sleep better as you love to snuggle into his arms as he lulls you to sleep.

-You sometimes teased him with love songs of your own. You are not much of a singer, so your music wasn’t the best quality, and people might yell at you to be quiet.

-However, Lindir would feel flustered and have a red face whenever you embarrassed him with a new song while playing like a drunkard. He appreciates the gesture, but he will mentally die if you don’t take some classes and start playing well.

-You would do it, but you loved making him embarrassed way too much.

-At the end of the day, you two like cuddle up and read books to each other — telling about your day and sharing the horrors of serving lord Elrond’s family.

-A good laugh would always follow whenever you mention the latest shenanigans of the twins and Glorfindel, who often ends up as the target of their pranks. 

-Talking about the twins, since you and Lindir were together. Elrond had a great idea of putting you and Lindir on duty to watch his children while he and his wife take a break.

-The twins and Arwen were handy, so you and Lindir got busy to ensure Rivendel did not get destroyed and Lindir’s soul would not leave his body whenever you decided to join in the shenanigans.

-You were considered the fun uncle, so you also got scolded if you did something naughty with the twins and Arwen – while Lindir was the one who gave the scolding.

-It was a sight to behold, and Glorfindel once jokingly remarked how Lindir was the wife in your relationship. You did not deny the thought because you planned to make him your husband one day.

-You were passionate about gardening and even had your little garden in your home. Lindir adored it and voluntarily helped you with the plants while you passionately told him about all the plants you had and their qualities.

-Lindir thinks it’s adorable and made him love you even more.

-You sometimes bring him flowers and fruits from your garden, raised by your love for him, which would make him blush and treasure them. He would take good care of your plants and put them in the prettiest vase he has in possession.

-You had no shame in using pickup lines or affectionate nicknames in public.

-You had no reason to hide them and show everyone how much you loved him, so you would effortlessly call him ”Birdy” or “Dear” without fear.

-He would feel flustered and call you a shameless idiot while you would only smile.

-You two keep your intimate moments behind the doors, though you do love to steal kisses from him here and then –flustering him so much that his ears get red.

-Behind the doors, things get more passionate. You found out your sweet Lindir possesses some dominance. You would sometimes be left breathless by Lindir when he suddenly latches his arms around your head and kisses you first, especially when there was pent-up stress.

-It was a surprise when he did it the first time, but it didn’t mean you did not enjoy it. Lindir was sometimes shy to show that side of him, fearing he might appear needy, but you reassured him it was alright because you’re always down to be the bottom if he felt like being on top.

-Saying that constantly earns you a smack on the head.

-Whenever you had to leave and join a battle. Lindir often feared you would return injured or didn’t return at all.

-You have both seen and lost many people, so losing you would break him.

-You would assure him you would be fine and always return to him because no force in Middle Earth could keep you away from him. You would only leave Middle Earth on a boat with him when it was time to return to Valinor and live your lives together on the undying lands till the end of times.

[sanisse]

For Kinktober- Lindir + mommy kink? 👀

This one got long but I was in my feelings about it. Thank you for this lovely prompt choice!! Lindir is just…Hngg. So soft. So sweet. He’s perfect for this one. If there are typos I’m so sorry I wrote this at 2AM in the throes of a bout of insomnia.

KINTOBER 06. - MOMMY KINK - LINDIR X READER

Spice level: 🌶🌶🌶🌶🌶(fluffy but also a bit filthy tbh)

Warnings/Notes: MD/lb dynamics (not heavy but it is present), overstimulation, very very very very mild consent play (with a safeword check-in). It’s absolutely nothing heavy. Lindir just asks the reader to push him past his limits because it helps him personally to reach subspace. Lots of aftercare! this is much more of a soft dominance hurt/comfort bent than anything else. As much as I do enjoy wrecking Lindir, this concept had me no thoughts head empty.

Translations: naneth - mom/mommy, tithen pen - little one, gwinig - baby boy, tithen melda - little love, mîr - jewel/treasure

Lindir lies curled against you, face tucked beneath your chin as you stroke his back, his hair, his ear. He’s exhausted today. Elrond does his best not to overwork him, but Lindir often pushes himself too hard against Elrond’s best efforts to make sure he doesn’t.

You took one look at him the second he entered the chambers you two share and ordered him straight to bed. Lindir had protested. You wouldn’t hear it. You had coaxed him there, promising to hold him. The second you had pulled up into your arms, he had started to cry.

He apologizes for it when he finds his voice again. You shush him and tell him that you don’t mind. That he can cry if he needs to. You know it’s his body’s natural response to the sheer anxiety that’s always lurking in his mind. He has so much trouble shutting his brain off. The tears are catharsis. Release.

When he finally seems to have cried his fill, you dry his face and get him a glass of water, then hold him again. Lindir obediently drinks what you give him, shucks himself out of his clothes to get more comfortable, then curls back around you. He feels so delicate. And still, he still holds tension in his spine. Like an overwound clock, his heart ticks frantically against yours.

“You need to rest,” you remind him, tone half-scolding.

“I know,” Lindir says miserably.

You card through his hair. Still, he is so tense. You ask: “Can you relax your shoulders for me, tithen pen? Take a deep breath? Really slowly?”

He presses a bit closer at the endearment, blushing but pleased. He likes to have tasks handed to him. It gives him something tangible to think about. He sucks in air, then lets it out in a hiss. It’s not ideal, but it’s something. You feel his body loosen a little in your arms.

“Good boy,” you murmur, and kiss his forehead.

Lindir lets out a tiny whine and melts. You feel his cock stir against your stomach. You can’t help a soft sound of surprise. You don’t mean to rile him up. You just know how much he likes to hear that.

“Please,” he whispers. “Could we— could you—? I just need things to be simple for a time? I—I cannot—“

You croon another comforting noise and hold him a little tighter. Sweetening your voice, you ask him: “Do you want naneth to take care of you? To make you feel good?”

Lindir mewls and nods, flushing to the tips of his ears, suddenly so hard.

You kiss his forehead again, then guide him to sit upright with you and draw him into your lap. Lindir rests his head against your breast and closes his eyes, just listening to your heartbeat.

He is so pretty and perfect it hurts. Like he’s made out of porcelain, cheeks painted rosy pink, mouth plush and soft and slightly parted. He gasps and jerks when reach down and pet his cock with the crook of your finger.

“Please, naneth—“ he begs.

You lift his head by his chin to kiss him on the mouth. “I’ve got you. Relax for me, gwinig. Can you be good for me?”

Lindir nods frantically and remembers to take another deep breath.

He shivers as you close your hand around his cock and stroke him. Your pace is slow, has him bucking up into your hand, dissolving into noise, incoherant and gilded with sweat.

“Does it feel good, tithen melda?”

Lindir nods again. “C-can I—?”

“Yes,” you tell him.

He splits apart only half a minute later with a gorgeous high-pitched yelp, shaking. You gasp in delight and keep stroking him right through it. Speeding until he’s sobbing again, but this time from pleasure.

“Can you do another for me?” you ask him.

You want to wear him out. You want to wring him dry.

Lindir weakly moans and nods.

This time, you’re faster, harsher. You know Lindir likes a bit of pain mingled with his pleasure. Lindir just says thank you, thank you, thank you and cants up into your hand, then comes again with a ruined moan that you swallow with a kiss.

“Good boy. You are doing so well for me,” you tell him. So proud of you, gwinig.”

He moans again. His cock gives a halfhearted little twitch, leaking all over your hand. You draw up to tease the head, now raw and red and oversensitive, and Lindir squirms in your lap, whimpering, but makes no protest.

“I want you to take another,” you whisper in his ear. “Your body’s all overworked and we need to wear you out so you can sleep, alright?”

Lindir wails into your shoulder, trembling.

“I—I can’t, naneth,” he pleads.

You still your hand, frowning, and drop your tone to something softer. “Can you tell me a color, gwinig? Please?”

Sometimes he likes to be pushed past his protestations. It helps him to get out of his own head. Still, you want to make absolutely sure that’s what he wants you to do.

“Green,” Lindir breathes back.

“You’re positive?”

He nods and reaches up to loop his arms around your neck, crowding even closer to you, like he wants to slip inside and live there. Like you’re his whole world. You let out a relieved breath and start to toy with the tip of his cock again.

“You can,” you tell him, “You can do it. I am going to count down from twenty and you’re going to come for me again. Do you think you can do that for me, gwinig?”

The sound Lindir lets out is absolutely filthy. He rolls his hips and begs: “Please—“

“Use your words, mîr.”

“Don’t stop,” he pants.

You cradle the back of his head and keep him pressed to your chest as you stroke him, letting him reach up and palm your breast as he whimpers, pure liquid in your arms, twitching like he wants to both get away and thrust up into your fist.

You count. You count. You count.

Twenty, nineteen, eighteen, seventeen…

Lindir’s grabs onto your other arm, clawing at it for purchase, too overwhelmed and overstimulated to do anything else.

Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, thirteen…

You draw up to make a fist around the head and milk him. Lindir jerks. His hand curls around your wrist so hard he draws blood. You don’t mind.

Twelve, eleven, ten, nine…

“Please,” he whimpers, “Please, naneth— I can’t—“

You pause. Reassure: “You can. You can do it. You can be so good. You’re doing so well, gwinig. So close. Just a bit longer. Can you do that for me?”

He keens at the praise and melts again. When he nods, you say good boy, and I have you and keep pushing him higher and higher all the way to:

Five, four, three, two…

ONE.

“Come,” you command.

He lets out a long, tortured sound, shudders, hammers up into your hand to drive himself the rest of the way, to obey — because that’s all he ever wants. He loves it. Loves how nothing matters in this moment except for the buzz in his skull. The consuming lightning that strikes his cock when he falls apart, shattering with a wrecked, high-pitched, hoarse scream. He comes dry. There’s nothing left to give, and you know you finally have him where he wants to be: in that fuzzy, warm, content, simple place where his mind will finally give him some peace.

“There you are,” you soothe, “Good boy, Lindir. Well done.”

You draw him back up into your arms. He clings to you as you rub his back through the aftershocks, massaging his shoulders and neck.

When he finally finds the energy, he mumbles: “Can we have scones? Will you read to me?“

You smile and kiss his head. “You can have whatever you want, sweet boy.”

Half an hour and a hot bath later, Lindir sits cocooned in the duvet, sleepily munching on scones while you read him his favorite book.

[sotwk]

Introduce your writing

Fandoms I write for: Exclusively Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit (book and PJ movies). I'm afraid I've realized The Silmarillion is just too far above my writing level, and Rings of Power conflicts too frequently with my headcanons.

Characters I write for: I'm generally open to most LOTR/Hobbit canons, but I have greater interest and strength for the following:

Elves: Thranduil, Legolas, Elrond, Haldir, Lindir

Dwarves: Thorin, Fili

Men: Boromir, Eomer

Hobbits? I prefer using them more as Supporting Characters, since they are so amazing in the sidekick role.

Pairings I write for: LOTR/Hobbit Male Canon + Female OC or Reader; Elrond x Celebrian (my one favorite canon pair)

Ratings I write: Ranges from General Audience to Teen; may go up to borderline Mature, but I do not write Explicit/Smut. (And trust me, you wouldn't want me to, unless slapstick sex is your thing. I'm just too awkward at describing it, and sex should be beautiful!)

Favourite genre: Brotherhood Action and Fluff is my absolute favorite. I also love Adventures and Drama involving Family and Friends. For Romance: Angsty, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining.

Favourite trope: So many; I adore romance tropes when they're well-written! The ones I probably overuse are Mutual Pining, Oblivious Object of Affection, Jealous Third Party, Injury/Healing, and Drama in the Rain.

I take requests: Yes, please! I have an "Always Open" policy on my Ask Box, with the understanding that I can turn down requests I cannot handle, and that a good amount of patience is required from the requestor.

I write AUs: Define AU? I don't do Modern AU or Crossovers.

I write reader-inserts: Yes, but male canon with female reader only, please. I can't seem to make the romance sound genuine otherwise.

Characters I don't write: I can throw in any character as a side/supporting character. But for main characters, I can't write First Age Silm, Valar, or Villains. I try to keep an open mind with everyone else, but I have far better luck with the "favorites" I mentioned above.

Pairings I don't write: I just don't enjoy jumbling up established canon pairings, so please don't ask me to pair up Legolas with Arwen, for example.

Things that squick me: Hardcore NSFW/PWP, intense torture, heavy-handed angst, sexual violence, violence against/death of children. There's a line that I refuse to cross when reading or writing, and I just know it when I see it.

The thing I do best: Umm, I dunno, I hope you can tell me when you review my work. ;)

The thing I like writing least: Walking/traveling scenes. Transitional dialogue. First meetings. Basically story "fat" that actually needs to be trimmed off.

Something about me that shows in my writing: I'm very family-oriented. I'm a mom of boys, thus my preference for brothers and brotherhood themes. I have a sweet husband, so I write gentle leading men.

I also do: REVIEWS. I try to comment on other writers' fics as much as I can, especially when I can tell they put their heart into it and deserve the acknowledgment.

Interested in anything I mentioned? Please hop on over to My Ask Box!

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[frodo-with-glasses]

People are making non-Fellowship Fellowships and I wanted to muscle in on it! Originally I thought this idea was to make a group to destroy the Ring, not to hang out with, so I made this list for that lol. Alternate Fellowship to destroy the Ring.

Elladan and Elrohir for the Elves--similar to Legolas, would work well in his place

Either Pearl Took (Pippin's oldest sister) or Fredegar Bolger for the Hobbits. Maybe Pearl went to help babysit Pippin and got sent in place of he and Merry? I think in this AU Frodo got really badly hurt on Weathertop and couldn't make it past Rivendell, and of course Sam stayed with him, and if Merry and Pippin were dubbed too young/too reckless, then that would leave Fredegar and Pearl.

Faramir, for the Men. Obvious best choice.

You know what would be great? Dis for the dwarves. Mommy gets revenge for the deaths of her little boys.

I don't think another wizard could have gone save Gandalf, so either he has to go or the fellowship has no wizard. So he kind of has to be there.

Maybe Theodred for the Rohirrim? If they could afford to send anyone?

I have no idea who the ninth member would be. Maybe Lindir. Maybe one of the Northmen, someone from Dale or one of the Rangers. Maybe Glorfindel. Maybe Gloin.

This was a lot harder than I thought lol. Really proves how special our Fellowship was!

OOH I LOVE THIS! An alternate Fellowship for the Quest! (If you need a Ranger, I nominate Halbarad. He’s my favorite discount Aragorn.)

[awkwardkindatries]

THAT’S MY FAVORITE POSITION TOO!! I didn’t know it was called that 😅

Just hold me down and fuck me please! With all the strength you got 😍 Rub my clit so harshly I see stars ✨ And pound me from the back with all your warrior’s strength ⚔️ Put that sword to good use lol

It’s seriously one of the best!!!

My top personal picks for this position

Lindir (he has the spirit but honestly it’s just really endearing)

Fingon and Argon (two good boys just trying their best)

Fingolfin and ecthelion for the solid daddy energy

And Rog and egalmoth for size and capability for a top their performance

[magpiecaranthir]

Tinwe wanting to hate/not like Ecthelion but then he pulls out noise-cancelling earphones for her and just always knows when she is about to be overwhelmed.

he just knows exactly how to help her when everything is overwhelming and he is so smug about it too. not to her, but whenever someone is like "oh god ranyatinwe is so fucking hard to read and harder to predict" and ecthelion is sitting there all smirking to himself like "I can tell when she doesn't like the texture of fucking peas you amateurs just don't want to know her"

nobody knows hes so smug about it except erestor and maybe lindir bc lindir best boy who is observant as fuck when he wants to be and he's got a whole hero worship for fabled musician ecthelion going on

[hoffmans-hoffman]

Delw Tennoio, Son of None

Race: Elf/disfigured Elf

Delw Tennoio meaning Hateful Forever

Tw: Self hate, Blood, Swords/daggers and Gore

A small bio

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Delw's fate was foreseeable in how he acted when he was growing up. He would hide his ears all the time, he would try his damnedest to have facial hair...he didn't want to be an Elf.

He was always forced to shave and pull his hair back till one day...when he removed the points of his ears. His Best friend growing up found and healed him and still didn't see the signs. Delw never felt like he was an Elf and when Elrond started to lead Rivendell.

Delw soon was known as the Son of None as his father was never seen after the boy was born and his mother died in childbirth.

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He left one night, as he got to the gate he heard footsteps coming towards him. He pulled a dagger out, the same one that he used to cut his ear points off "Are you leaving?" "Yes" he slid his dagger back into the sheath "Why?" "I can't be here anymore...I do not feel safe" Delw admits "Why not? Have I made you unsafe my friend?" "It's everyone else, I am the Son of None. Do you know what I'm going through?" Delw shakes his head "You run a whole kingdom! What am I to you now? Nothing, you gained a crown I lost my best friend...You picked Lindir over me...." And not letting Elrond speak anymore, Delw left

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[aeonianarchives]

Butterfly Dating

Summery: Glorfindel takes Lindir to a first date in Imladris' butterfly garden Lindir didn't even know existed and one came and landed on his noise, and Elrond is spying on there first date worrying if it's good for Lindir that the golden warrior loves him so much

Oc Introduction: Eirian of Gondolin (I'll make a page about him later and link it)

Pairing: Lindir x Glorfindel

Taglist: @eunoiaastralwings thought some fluff would cheer you up | @elablackcat my partner in crime coming up with ideas for this fic

Soft golden light of late afternoon made way through the archways of the last homely house, it was awfully quite, everyone was still tired after last nights festivities in the hall of fire, few elves roamed the grounds most of them were tired guards who miss the festivities who just got back from there patrol and were changing shifts, Erestor was wide awake in the library given he did not go, even Lord Elrond was having a slow day today, dealing with elves from the greenwood is much harder work than you would of thought, most of the elves from the greenwood were passed out drunk somewhere or another.

Lindir sighed shaking his head as he cleared the empty bottles of wine and glasses from the hall of fire, Glorfindel bounded through the door as energetic as ever.

"Lindir just the ellon I was looking for" The rather cranky elf this day glanced to Glorfindel

"I am clearly very busy at the moment my lord Glorfindel" Lindir said Glorfindel hmmed in displeasure.

"I am sure the staff can clear this up" Glorfindel said looking around wine bottles and empty glass were laying on the floor and tables some even had spilled, the tapestry's and banners that once hang grand in place were now not aligned some even had passed out elves at the bottom of them.

"I am the staff, or well the only one awake the rest are passed out with there mirkwood friends" Lindir said

"You need a break, this is supposed to be your day off take it, leave this mess for them to wake up to and deal with I doubt you want to be moving passed out elves all day to set stuff back in place" Glorfindel said Lindir hmmed that did sound nice, would Lord Elrond punish him probably not, would Erestor maybe.

"If Erestor gives you crap I'll say it was my suggestion, come spend what we have left of the day with me little songbird" Glorfindel said Lindir's ears turned pink at the new nickname the lord gave him.

"What did you have in mind" Lindir questioned.

"Well first I wanna play a prank on Aran Thranduil, Eirian played it on me once in Gondolin, it hurt a lot but it only seems right for what he did" Glorfindel said looking around

"I don't think we sh-" Lindir stopped as Glorfindel grabbed his wrist and started walking explaining the prank, the pink dusting on his ears slowly turned red and spread, soon Glorfindel had situated a small table which he stole from the library a few months back for his office and sat a plant on it.

"Are you sure we should use master Erestor's most prized plant to do this" Lindir said as Glorfindel set some books on the table.

"Just watch he doesn't wake up, I do not want to start a war due to this, you know how overdramatic this drama queen is" Glorfindel said

"I don't think this is the best idea, you should leave Elrond's twins to the pranks" Lindir said Glorfindel let out a laugh

"Never now come on, I want to get to the butterfly house before sunset, don't want them to go to sleep before we arrive" Glorfindel said Lindir followed the lord given the passed out king one more glance

"This Eirian was Evil" Lindir said in concern Glorfindel laughed

"Eirian had a good heart, he was a good man and an even better marksman and warrior" Glorfindel said

"What happened to him" Lindir questioned Glorfindel

"He went to buy us time he faced down both Morgoth and that snake Salgant the stupid traitor, the battle was great i could see it as I was falling, Darkness and Light clashing against each other but he was weakened from the Balrogs and fire drakes he had already fought, I could see the light grow dim and the darkness over take" Glorfindel said

"I'm sorry for asking" Lindir said

"It's my fault for turning it dark I am sorry" Glorfindel said his light and cheerfulness coming back to him Lindir had to admit Glorfindel was scary when he was angry or sad.

"Where is this butterfly house and how did I not know about it" Lindir said

"It's just a bit further, and Erestor made it no one knows I only know because I followed him here once, he got annoyed when he found out though" Glorfindel said as he moved a branch out the way, Lindir could see a round glass house, it had plants hiding it but there was a clean path to it, Glorfindel followed him to it and opened the door and closed it after him.

Glorfindel smiled as he saw the awe on Lindir's face maybe it was due to the butterflies or the fact Erestor kept them, or because of him Glorfindel did not know but he enjoyed seeing the look of pure happiness on Lindir's face, A Blue spotted Charaxes landed on his nose he gently placed his finger behind it to pick it up, he smiled at the butterfly it looked like his friend Ecthelion it flew away turning his attention back to Lindir who was looking at his nose standing very still, a swallowtail had landed on his noise it was one of Glorfindel's favourite butterflies that Erestor kept.

Lindir's eyes widened and though he tried to stay collected, his expression was clearly very, very uncomfortable, not that he was scared of it, he was nervous he might hurt it or do something wrong, Glorfindel chuckled as he watched Lindir neither had noticed the Lord which had followed them, Glorfindel held his finger out and the butterfly came onto it which made it fly off as Glorfindel kissed Lindir's nose.

"You are the most beautiful butterfly in this house" Glorfindel said Lindir had turned red yet again, He's cute when he blushes Glorfindel thought

"are you okay do you have a fever" Glorfindel said placing his hand to Lindir's forehead

"I though I was a songbird" Lindir said making Glorfindel laugh

"you mean everything in this world to me, so you'll get all the nicknames I sees fit, if you turn anymore red the butterflies will think you are the most beautiful rose in the gardens and come and land on you my little swallowtail" Glorfindel said with a laugh, Lindir really was like a cat to a sunray with Glorfindel.

"Your staring are you okay" Glorfindel asked the flustered elf who whacked his chest

"Why do you have to have everything, your adorable, your hot, Gi Melin Hîr nin Glorfindel" Lindir said frustrated and looking away, it had been a long time coming with lots of encouragement from Elrond and Elladan, Lindir scrunched his eyes shut expecting to hear Glorfindel walk away, the blond lord ducked down and to were Lindir's face was and cupped his face and placed a kiss on Lindir's lips, making his eyes shoot open in shock.

"Gi Melin ana Songbird, I thought you were taking my hints to show you that I wanted to court you" Glorfindel said

"I thought it was some cruel prank" Lindir said Glorfindel laughed

"No why would it be, I may prank people, but I don't play with feelings, so we are courting now" Glorfindel said not taking a no for an answer after Lindir just confessed to him

"That means I can hug you whenever and wherever i want" Glorfindel said Lindir sighed Glorfindel would scare him with hugs from now on instead of jumping him with complements

"I suppose it does" Lindir said rubbing his arm in awkwardness

"Same goes with kisses, I can kiss all your freckles now and tell you how the reflected the stars and varda painted them carefully onto you" Glorfindel said Lindir started stuttering at the blond who picked him up with ease and span him around before setting the poor minstrel down and kissing him again.

Elrond sighed in worry is it really good for Lindir that the golden warrior loves him so much the poor elf was overwhelmed by even knowing the legendary warrior and now he was courting the warrior, Elrond was happy for them but he really could not help but worry for Lindir, besides Lindir flustered easily he would be so flustered every time Glorfindel did something and that can't be good for you can it.

"Oh the sun is setting, come on we can reach it before the sun sets fully I have to show you Erestor's favourite place, it's amazing" Glorfindel said grabbing Lindir's hand.

Lindir and Glorfindel ended there day at the waterfall with bioluminescent algae, the blond decided against asking Lindir for a swim it was to early in there courtship for that to even be appropriate to ask and Lindir would be to flustered he would break so they settled for putting there legs in the pool and watching the algae look like thousands of stars after the sunset.

"I enjoyed today, thank you for talking me out of my job my lord" Lindir said

"Still with the rank even if we are courting, you can call me Glorfindel or Glorf if you want songbird" Glorfindel said as he put his arm around Lindir the ellon leaned into Glorfindel.

"I'll try and get used to calling you just Glorfindel" Lindir said saying Glorfindel slowly without the lord testing the waters.

~Bonus~

Thranduil groaned as he arouse from his slumber he sat up hitting his head against the table above him he glared up at it and slide himself out from underneath it, Meludir and Elros who were passing started giggling at there king

"Was this your doing" Thranduil asked the two shrugged

"We do not know who placed that there Aran-nin" Elros said, Elladan came racing around the corner dragging Legolas

"Awwww we missed it, I told you we would" Elladan said looking to Legolas

"It's not my fault Galion wanted me for something, you could of stayed here alone but no you just had to come with me" Legolas said

"Come on it would of been funny" Elladan said

"It was indeed" Meludir said getting a glare from Thranduil and Elros elbowed him in the side

"Did you do this" Thranduil asked

"No but I wish I did" Elladan said

"I guess whoever did this will remain a mystery" Feren said making the group jump

"How long have you been there" Elladan asked

"For quite a while actually" Feren said

"You two will be cleaning the stables for 100 years when we get back for laughing" Thranduil said the twos jaws dropped

"That's not far we didn't do it" Meludir said Elros however knew better than to fight it, he watched as Meludir followed the king and his sentence got upped to 1000 years until he gave up.

Feren chuckled "Do you know who did it please say you do" Elladan said Feren shook his head

"Glorfindel did it" Erestor said coming out of the conjoining hallway

"How did you know that" Feren questioned

"He stole that table and that plant from me a few months ago, I left the plant in the hallway were he left it but the table is from his office, besides it has his name written all over it metaphorically at least" Erestor said setting the plant back and taking the table

Elvish Translation:

Gi Melin Hîr nin - I love you my lord

Gi Melin ana - i love you to

Aran nin - my king

[runawaymun]

Can I make a request? How is Lindir and legolas with a human s/o who has a horrible first couple of days during her period. 😅 In addition to cramps (extending to back and leg pain) I get heat flashes, tension headaches, nauseous, I typically don’t eat the first day.

Ooooo I'm currently on my period so this is an easy one for me! Okay, let's see...

How They Would React to: Human S/O with Awful Periods

Lindir

Lindir isn't clueless in this area. He has a sister, and so to your surprise he knew just what to do (even though Elves are a little different to humans).

He did panic a little at first because you were clearly in pain and cocooning yourself off from the world. He thought it was a mortal ailment and that you might even be dying, but as soon as you explained what it was he turned very pink, looked relieved, and immediately began to fuss.

Most doting boyfriend in the world. 10/10 will bring you anything you ask for. Hot water bottle. Warm blankets. Herbal teas. Sweets. Chocolate. 

Actually knows quite a lot of Elvish medicine and is able to provide you with some common cures for both cramps and nausea.

He does get very fussy and concerned when you won’t eat (you’re human!! you’re fragile!!! you need sustenance!!), but once you explain this is normal for you he’ll only fuss a little bit, trying to bring you things that are easy to digest and not really forcing them.

He gives the best scalp massages. Like, immediate tension headache relief. He’ll also massage your lower back and calves to help with the cramps.

General period mess does bother him a little bit, but he’s very understanding and able to push aside most of his natural squeamishness. 

He’s a minstrel and that counts for something. He knows a few healing cantrips and will definitely use them to ease your symptoms.

He is very busy, being Lord Elrond’s steward and assistant, but he will be sure to check in on you often and make sure you’re feeling okay. To the point that it might get annoying after a while.

If you do get annoyed he’ll swiftly apologize and try and give you space, but he can’t keep away for very long.

(He maybe still worries that you’re on the brink of death. Just a little bit. It just seems so extreme for a mortal. Elrond assures him that Edain are not as breakable as Lindir might think). 

Legolas

Legolas knows of periods from Tauriel. They’re best friends, after all, but he isn’t super experienced with them and is kind of awkward-- only because he isn’t 100% sure what to do when he finds you curled up in bed with cramps and a headache and hot flashes. 

Like Lindir he actually worries you’re dying for a second and automatically grabs the healers. 

Once both you and the healers explain what’s happening he’s really embarrassed. Tauriel thinks it’s hilarious though.

Tauriel doesn’t have the best advice for him because her periods are pretty mild. It’s actually Thranduil who tells him, in no uncertain terms, that he is not to leave your side unless you ask him to, and details how he can best make you comfortable. His own wife dealt with similar periods and so he has a lot of experience in the area. 

Legolas takes methodical mental notes and is very good about asking what you need. He make a list and then go off to the healing halls and comes back with an armful of supplies and deposit them on the bed. 

He TRIES to fuss. A+ for effort. He’s a little clumsy about it though. 

But he’s an INSANELY GOOD CUDDLER. Great scalp massages. Great lower back massages. Will drag you into a private hot spring and let the hot water do its magic. Absolutely does not mind if the blood gets places (he’s a feral boi. Mess doesn’t bother him). 

He doesn’t make you eat, because nausea’s no fun. Instead he joins you and always fasts the first day, since misery loves company.

He’ll usually take that day off from everything too so he can just lie in bed and comfort you and keep an eye on you in case he needs to run to the healing wing for painkillers or other medicines.

Can be a bit of a smotherer. Mostly because you’re mortal and it’s just ??? so concerning ????? that you just bleed for days and days??? Okay sure an Elf would be fine but an Edain ????? ARE YOU OKAY

It’s very frustrating for him to see you uncomfortable, but he knows its natural and there’s nothing he can do about it. So mostly he just chills with you and does his best to be sympathetic.

[celeste-clearwater-06]

High School AU!! Headcanons!! (The Hobbit//LOTR)

Let me just start off by saying... SOMEONE, PLEASE DO A SERIES OF THESE, BECAUSE I'M TOO LAZY-

Let's begin, shall we?? And get the boring headcanons over with!!!

In this 🌟 canonical 🌟Universe, you (Reader) attend a new School after moving a few towns over, and end up here

To kick off these headcanons, I'd prefer the Races/Species to all stay the same!!

That means YES, there ARE hobbits, elves, dwarves, etc!!!

(And you, can be whatever race you choose 👌)

I also find peoples OC's so cute!! The main characters and you are NOT the only people who attend this school, so if you have OC ideas, please share!!! 💜💜

You're also a very well known student, that everyone knows by name!!

Some of our older characters would be teachers

So, Gandalf, Bilbo, Balin, Elrond, you get the gist

Bilbo, I think, would undoubtedly be either a History teacher, or librarian at the least!!

He's got such extensive knowledge of maps and books, so the job would be perfect 💜

Celeborn and Galadriel as the principles, Gandalf runs the guidance Office and Elrond as the school Counselor 💙💙

They may also have some sparring or self-defense classes as well!!

Obviously, it's high school, so we're still going to include some of the stereotypes...

however, I'll try not to make them too adamant, because I want to get each character as close as possible!!

Clubs, Sports, and Extracurriculars are a MUST 📚

Art club, book club, agricultural sciences, FFA, all that jazz 🙌

(most of these include American classes, so lemme know if you want a class that we might not have, included!!)

Jocks would probably include some of our more "hardy" or athletically inclined people (Legolas, Gimli, Fili & Kili, Aragorn, Eomer)

Maybe some "techies" or nerds (Merry, Faramir, Lindir)

And of course the popular kids 🙄✋ (Boromir, Legolas, Nori, Eomer, Pippin)

And although we love our heroes, I feel strongly that Orcs and villains would also attend this high school

This includes Sauron!! He's the schools biggest Senior bully 🔥

And the 3 trolls, each in a different grade

Really quick, here's a tier list that I created!! The top 3 that were cut out are Balin, Dori, and Radagast, (in that order)

This one is for Clubs, Sports, and other high-school-cliches that I felt need be included

Now, I feel that some of these characters belong in more than one category, but I put them in what best seemed fit

Just imagining some of the school memories being made makes me so happy

So now onto the FUN HEADCANONS

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Imagine Cheering on Legolas at football games 🥴 💚

Studying in the library with Frodo and Lindir 📖 🌹

Stupid class presentations and group projects with Merry and Pippin 💀

Passing notes with Eowyn and Arwen about crushes 📝

Maybe learning the great History of Middle earth in Mr. Baggins class!!

Speaking of which, Bilbo's just a tired old gay teacher, please just leave him alone 😩

GOING TO PROM, ISTG-- 🤭💜

CAN YOU IMAGINE??

Getting all fancied up for a school dance with your friends//partner 😩✋

And we ALL know the things that teachers do when they ship students 🙄💜

Yeah, Balin always makes sure to sit you and your future husband/ wife together

And Gandalf always stopping by in the classes or at lunch and subtly dropping hints...

(The Romance Grandpas™ 👀, if you don't understand, just read this... 💜)

BOMBUR IS #1 LUNCH LADY

Galadriel being EVERYONE'S favorite principal, no questions asked!!

Denethor is the creepy Janitor because WE CAN NOT STAND HIM 😒

Finding 'Boromir was here' scratched onto the tops of desks and Bathroom stalls

Thorin is the annoyingly hot and athletic Football (American) Coach-

Girls and boys whispering to each other about how HOT Aragorn be looking today 👀

This is a personal preference, but I think accents and long hair should definitely stick around!!

Maybe with the exception of pulling hair up into man-buns and ponytails 😩💜

Also, definitely modern clothes

Because DAYUM, the hobbits with their own aesthetic??? Yes???

*insert Kidcore pippin* 👀👀👀

GOTH FARAMIR, -- 🖤💜🖤

Cottage Core TAURIEL...

BOFUR DRESSES UP AS THE SCHOOL MASCOT (which is coincidentally a green dragon)

I have so many more ideas, but not enough time, so if you'd like a part two, just let me know!!

Not all of these are totally accurate, but what I felt strongly about!! If you have another idea, just disagree respectfully and share!!!

And if you'd like to use these for a story or series, just tag me so I can read them!!! I LOVE reading those!!!

Please share and reblog if you like!!! 💜

TY lovelies!! 💜💜

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People that I think would enjoy this...

@luna-xial @rowandor @tolkien-fantasy @ineffablebean @trxblemaker @kumqu4t @celestialxplanet @legolaslovely

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Daughter Moments

Request: Hello! I’ve read your imagines they are sooo good! I was wondering if I can request a Kili x daughter reader? The ploy can be anything you want but the reader has to be kilis daughter pls? Thankyou!!❤️

Requested by @imagines4everyone

A/N: First of all, thank you so much!! I hope you will like it!

Then also...The ending is my favourite.

Triggers: mentions of injuries, scars, angst, feels (if there's any more, let me know please!)

Tags: @guardianofrivendell @dumbassunderthemountain @imagines4everyone

Kili took a deep breath, as he looked over Dale. The town was beautiful, and he was lucky to be able to look at it during sunrise, every day, before he had to get back to his duties.

He felt the soft wind, running through his hair, and sun glittered in his deep brown eyes. He thought of his wife and daughter, and his mouth had soft dreamy smile in second.

When Kili came back to their shared chambers, he noticed Tauriel, gently stroking their ten months old Y/N's cheek.

"How are my two beautiful girls?" He chuckled, and his eyes were soft, as he looked down at his daughter and wife.

"Papa!" Y/N suddenly let out, and Tauriel and Kili looked at each other in shock and surprise. Their daughter just said her first word!

"You did it, Y/N! You did it!" Kili cried out, and started dancing across the room with his daughter in his arms. You giggled, and Tauriel watched the moment with tears in her eyes.

Five years later

"Papa?"

"Hm?"

"What are you doing?" You frowned, when you noticed your father.

Kili was trying to make a surprise for Tauriel - his wife's birthday was a very special day to him, as well as your birthday - and this year, as any other, it was something sweet. Last year he made her a pair of twin daggers and got all her favourite sweets from bakeries around Dale.

This year, he decided to bake a cake.

Needless to say, it was very funny.

To watch, obviously.

You sat up on the chair, and Kili put his hands on his hips. You looked into the bowl, and giggled. You tasted a bit of it, and frowned.

"Uncle Fili said you can't bake, daddy." You shook your head. Kili nervously looked at you.

"What did uncle Fili say?" You looked at your dad, and decided to tell him everything.

"Well, Uncle Fili said you cannot bake, and that you only eat in the kitchen, and he was right," you said. Kili looked at the light-coloured dough.

"It is salty," you said, and Kili's eyes widened. He slapped his forehead.

"I really switched sugar and salt," Kili sat down to the table, and put his chin on his hands. You wanted to say something, but you noticed his eyes were filling with tears. You jumped off of the chair, and walked to him.

"Why are you crying, daddy?"

"I'm not crying," he said, and got up.

"Can I help you?" You gave him your best puppy-eye look, and Kili sighed.

You just had to get this from him.

"Okay."

When you finally finished the cake, the sun was rising, but you and Kili fell asleep, sitting by the table.

The finished cake was, however, worth it.

Twelve years later

"What did you say?" Kili frowned at you. You shrugged.

"What do you mean?" Kili's usually kind brown eyes had a spark of anger in them.

"That I don't care about you."

"Oh, this. Well, because it's true! You literally make any guy run away from me, and then you make me stay inside! How am I supposed to get to know at least one?"

"You have still enough time for boys." Your father shook his head, as if he tried to get out the idea of dating out as quickly as he could.

"Fine. But if anyone asks, it's your fault," you said half-upset, half-joking.

You almost opened the door, when you heard your father speak.

"You know I want you to have someone who truly loves you," you turned around.

"I...I, um..." Kili deeply sighed. He felt a bit of guilt about the misunderstanding.

"Sit down, please." You did as he said, and he gently took your hands to his.

"When I met your mother, I knew she was...the One. My One. I fell for her even more, when we talked for the first time. And a few years later, there was also you. I was holding you after you were born, and I promised I will make sure you will have the same kind of love, the person you will roll your eyes at, but know you wouldn't want them any other way."

"Dad, I-"

"I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just worried about you and want the best for you, but...the problem is, that in my eyes, nobody is good enough for you. I know you think it's the other way, but, it isn't. At least to me." You felt tears in your eyes.

"What do you think...mom would say?" You quietly whispered, as you felt tears in your eyes. He took a deep breath, probably to try to stop tears, too.

"Your mother would...secretly agree with me, but let you...let you go on an adventure, as long as you promise you are safe." Kili blinked to stop a tear, and sadly chuckled.

"You never know who you meet on an adventure."

You took his hands into yours, and gave him sad smile.

"She is alive. Trying to find her way back, from the orcs. Mom is a fighter."

"I believe too," he said, and looked outside. The sun slid across his face, and made his eyes spark, and showed you the way they used to shine when your mother was still there.

It's been a few months since you and your father talked, and you were on a ride from Hobbition. You liked to visit Bilbo and Frodo, and, as always, told each other news. When you almost got to Rivendell, you noticed someone lying down - with red hair. You stopped your horse, and jumped off of it.

You felt a rush of shock, when you realized who it was. She was full of cuts, but breathing.

You got to Rivendell safely, and when Lindir saw you, you let out just a whisper.

"Help her,"

You had no idea how did you end up in the working space of lord Elrond.

But, having soft blanket over your shoulders and sipping warm tea, after the shock, you wouldn't complain.

"Can I see her?" You whispered. Lord Elrond talked to a healer, and both of them looked at you.

"Your mother is asleep now," the healer carefully said. You nodded.

"Is she-"

"She is alive. We cleaned her injuries, and luckily, they were not even infected yet. You found her just in the right moment." You let out a breath. It felt like a huge weight fell off of your shoulders.

"Get some rest, princess Y/N. It will be good." The healer said, and helped you to get to other chambers, you guessed for guests. You laid down to bed, and fell asleep. You didn't even notice the healer turned around in the door, and slightly bowed, before he walked away.

You woke up into bright sunlight. You realized it was afternoon, and when you properly woke up, you found out you slept almost whole day and night.

When you took a bath and changed into light dress, you decided to go ask healer how was your mother doing.

You carefully knocked on the door. Someone slowly opened the door, and you realized it was the healer you already knew. After a short talk, he told you to get some rest. You decided to listen to him.

You didn't expect to fall asleep next to the bushes of lavender in Rivendell gardens, but the sweet, calming scent was strong.

You woke up with slight headache, and sat aside from the plants. You watched the sunset, and yawned. You also realized you haven't eaten whole day, and looked around for some fruit. You got up, and soon you found a few servants, who were actually looking for you, and as they mentioned dinner, you had no more questions.

At the dinner, you noticed the male healer you met earlier. You blushed when he noticed you looking at him, but he didn't do anything. Later, he catched your eyes again, and send you a tiny smile. You felt yourself smile as well.

After the dinner, Lindir walked you to your chambers. You took a bath, and when you got dressed, you opened your window and put a pillow and a blanket on the floor, to continue watching the sunset, and look at the stars. The sky was bright, and the fresh air made you feel lot better.

You got back to bed, but left the window open.

Your felt familiar smell, as you woke up. For a moment, you were five again, in your chambers in Erebor, and it was your birthday. Only other thing was the itchy feeling on your arms and legs.

Damn mosquitos.

"Mum?"

"I didn't mean to wake you, wildflower," you gasped and sat up, wide awake.

It was really her. Your mother, her red hair shining in the morning sun, looking at you.

Her face was full of cuts,which were in process of healing, and fading scars. Her hair was literally chopped off, now down to her chin.

Her green eyes were, however, full of motherly love. Just as you always knew them.

"This-this is a dream!" You let out a cry. She hug you tightly, and let out a cry too.

"I'm so glad you're safe..."

"What happened to you?" You whispered, as your arms tightened around her, afraid of it being just a dream.

"The orcs prisoned me, I tried to escape, but I was weak and didn't have any weapons. This time, I was finally lucky," she whispered, as she brushed your hair by her fingers.

"I'm here, Y/N. I promise it isn't a dream. I was fighting to run away every single day, and nothing could keep me away from you anymore."

Later that day, you sat down, to write a letter to Erebor.

Dear father,

I had to stay in Rivendell for longer, but, as you will find out - it was worth it...

Two years later

"Kili," Tauriel frowned at her husband. Kili looked at his wife with raised eyebrow.

"It's a boy, Tauriel!"

"And?"

"She's my little girl! She was born like...yesterday," Kili wiped off a tear from the corner of his eye.

"Well, our little girl is having a lovely partner. You will like him." Kili's eyes widened, and Tauriel tried not to laugh.

"You already met him? And didn't tell me?!"

"Well..." Tauriel would roll her eyes. Her husband was literally freaking out.

She didn't have the heart to tell him the reason you went to Rivendell or Mirkwood was because of your love, not because of political...anything.

Before she answered, you walked in, nervously smiling at both of them.

"I have, um...someone I want to introduce to you," you said. Your mother nodded at you with smile, and you sighed and patted your father's shoulder.

"It's fine, dad." You opened the door, and 'the elven healer from Rivendell', as you knew him two years ago, walked in.

"Mum, dad...this is, um, my boyfr-"

"Nice to meet you," Tauriel said, but looked at her husband by the corner of her eye.

"So...you are the elf my daughter is courting," Kili said, and you looked at your boyfriend. Him and your father were watching each other, and you gently took your lover's hand into yours, worried they might start fighting. Until...

They both broke a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Prince Kili. Y/N has told me a lot of good things about you."

"Y/N, would you come and prepare some tea with me?" Your mother asked you, and you both got out of the room.

You listened their conversation, talking about your meeting, and, your dad's, and your lover's, favourite - archery.

"I can't believe it!" You said, whispering.

"I know," your mother tried to hold in laugh.

"They literally-"

"Yes. Seems like they go along well."

"Now my dad will spend more time with my lover than I do," you pretend to be dramatic, but secretly you thought if it wouldn't be better if they didn't like each other.

You walked back in the room, with cups with steaming tea.

"Don't worry. Both of them know who are the best archers in the family," Your mother gave you a smile, and you proudly nodded, as you placed the cups down on table.

"That's not true, I always let you win!" They said at the same time, and you and your mother shared a look.

Later that day, you were with your father in the gardens. He was enjoying the quiet evening, and you were reading.

"Dad?"

"Hm?"

"You know...you said, about boys...that nobody would be good enough for me. In your eyes."

"Yeah." He nodded, and turned towards you.

"So, um...what do you think, now when you met my boyfriend?" You nervously waited for his answer.

"I think...I would never expect to say this, but...I approve him." You let out a laugh.

"Just because you're both good at archery?" He rolled his eyes.

"I wanted to say he seems to be very nice, but that too. We gotta keep the skill in family, don't we?" You shook your head and snorted with laugh.

"As well as recognizing elf men and elf maids." You started laughing when you noticed your father's wide eyes and flushed cheeks under his beard.

"Who told you that story?"

"Well...Uncle Fili has told me many interesting stories from your adventures," you said. Your father quickly stood up.

"Uncle Fili will quickly be reminded of what does it feels like to have younger brother," Your father muttered, as he walked inside the castle.

[polutrope]

Hello! This is where I share my Silmarillion writing, post occasional musings, and reblog the wonderful thoughts, art, and writing of other creators. I'm insane about Daeron and Maglor, all those in their orbits, and the themes on which they converge (music, storytelling, fate and free will, and water-adjacent wanderings). I post and reblog mature content.

My Writing (AO3 | SWG)

There are three main reasons I love writing fic: to engage with the text’s themes and lore; to laugh and be ridiculous (sometimes also engaging with themes and lore); and to make characters bang each other (sometimes also engaging with themes and lore).

So, the best way I've figured out to sort my writing is by Thoughtful, Funny/Warm, and Smutty.

Thoughtful

In progress: And Love Grew (T, warnings for violence, character death). The story of Maglor's journey from Sirion with Elrond, Elros... and a whole host of survivors.

Mightiest of the Children (G, 400 words). Feanor and Manwe at the End of the World.

And She Vanished (G, 400 words). Melian seeks the guidance of Yavanna after the death of Thingol.

Solace (E, 400 words). Orodreth/Túrin, identity and leadership angst.

Stained Glass (G, 400). Elrond meets his mother.

On Such a Night as This (G, 1k). A moment between Elwe and Finwe on the shores of Cuivienen.

Illuminating Now and Dark Hath-been (G, 1k). Maglor encounters the great Mannish bard Dírhaval at the Sack of Sirion.

His Hour Had Come (G, 1.3k). Saeros' daughter reflects on the life and actions of her father.

King of beech and oak and elm (G, 1.4k). Thingol contemplating the wall reliefs in Menegroth and his relationship with Lúthien.

And She Forgave His Betraying Word (T, 1.5k). Queerplatonic Daeron + Lúthien, just before her escape from Hírilorn. 

A Breath of Memory (G, 1.6k). Daeron & Pengolodh on Tol Eressëa, memories of Lúthien. 

For Whom His Heart Yearned (M, 1.7k). Aredhel/Turgon. They only have each other left.

Friendship and Stern Demand (G, 1.8k). The letters between Maedhros and Elwing before the third kinslaying. 

The Marks That Bind Us (T, 1.8k). Celegorm/Original Female Character. Celegorm meets a Nando in Ossiriand. They are more alike than it seems. 

Beyond the Mist of Words (M, 2.1k). Daeron/Maeglin. Eldritch mindsex. Daeron Eluvion. 

Who Shall Release Us? (G, 2.3k). Maedhros is reembodied and must come to the terms with the absence of Maglor. 

Iron Cleaver (M, 2.7k). Curufin/Eol, spite and sentient (or not) blades. 

Ungoliant's Bane (G, 3.1k). Eärendil tells his boys a heroic tale of his journeys, and later they share the story with Maglor. 

If You Are the Healer (E, 4.6k). Maedhros/Maglor at Mithrim. Guilt, trauma, loyalty, love and all the blurry lines that connect them. 

Who By Fire (M, 4.9k). Amrod/Fingolfin, working through trauma in the messy Mithrim-era way. 

Scorched (E, 4.9k). Elrond/Maedhros, Maedhros/Maglor. Gothic psychosexual unfamily drama.

A Secret Chord (E, 6.6k). Angst and Love. Daeron/Maglor. Two broken bards get a last blissful night together. With fanart by navyinks. If you like: romantic smut, doomed relationships, finding joy amid the ruin.

Two Half-Kings and a Full Lake Between (M, 11.8k), co-authored with Melesta. Fingolfin and Maglor wrestle with kingship at Lake Mithrim.

Hearken Still Unsated (M, 15.5k). Angst and Love. Daeron/Maglor. Visions, nature, the beauty and tragedy of immortality, fate and free will, suffering and, eventually, a happy ending. If you like: love, angst, descriptive language, Tolkien's philosophy, deep contemplation, abundant water symbolism.

Funny and/or Warm

A Singer of Old (G, 900 words). Lindir is not Maglor, but he's also not Lindir.

A Gift (G, 900 words). Because he was born blind, Maglor's gift for Song is unique.

A Challenge (M, 1.5k). Daeron/Maglor. Mereth Aderthad drunken fluff fade-to-black with accompanying fanart.

✓ Seen (M, 1.8k). Daeron/Maglor. They read fanfiction about themselves.

Envy (G, 1.9k). A young, dramatic Maglor and an older, equally dramatic Elemmírë and their petty jealousy of the other.

The Spacious Starlight (G, 2k). Beleg/Mablung fluff.

Beacon (E, 2.3k). Eärendil/Elwing, tender pregnant sex.

Underhanded (E, 2.3k). Celegorm/Finrod public handjob and double entendres.

First Contact (T, 2.7k). Shortly after the unexpected release of Fëanor, Daeron finally reaches out to Maglor. Daeron/Maglor and the ultimate meeting of loremasters.

Roughing It (M, 3k). Angrod/Caranthir. Years of the Trees, jungle setting, two aggressive half-cousins taking the edge off.

Laughing All the Way (T, 3.2k). Yule shenanigans in Valinor and the unlikely friendship between Maglor and Turgon.

She Whom He Had Loved (T, 3.2k). Finrod/Maglor, Amarië/Finrod. Young Findaráto gets kissing lessons. 

Snakes and Ladders (E, 4.6k). Finrod/Maglor, Galadriel/Maglor. Years of the Trees masquerade sex comedy.

The Magic Flute (M, 6.7k). Caranthir/Daeron. Filthy jokes and gratuitous mockery of some of my favourite characters.

A Song for Change (G, 8.5k). A mysterious elf child enters the lives of Daeron and Maglor and they change the course of the 21st century.

The Seven Trials of Fingon the Valiant (T, 10.4k), co-authored with Melesta. All seven sons of Fëanor fall for and attempt to woo Fingon.

Beleria AU, series. My modern (human) AU, where Feanor and Fingolfin are rival property developers, Thingol is Mayor, and their z/millennial children are all just trying their best to stay afloat in a present day very much like our own.

Smutty

Sex Is Fun. Series of all my fun and consensual smut including Fëanor/Nerdanel, Fingon/Maedhros/Maglor, Daeron/Lúthien/Maglor, Daeron/Lúthien, Finrod/Maglor, Daeron/Finrod/Mablung/Maglor, Idril/Tuor/Voronwe.

Ficlets

Silmarillion Phrase Prompts featuring all the Fëanorians, Finrod, Daeron, and various other Finwëans and Sindar. Almost all 300 - 1000 words.

Twists and Turns, collection of assorted prompt fills, mostly under 500 words.

Weapons, ongoing series on the stories surrounding the weapons of the legendarium. Angrist, Ringil, Glamdring, and Aranruth to date. 100-400 words, G.

Reference

Maglor Biography for the Silmarillion Writers' Guild.

Collections/Recs

Daeron | Daeron/Maglor

Art

Greek vases

I sometimes post fics under disastrousexpense.

Last updated May 21, '24