wordbunch

[wordbunch]

i wish you guys could read the amazing fic i haven't written and probably will never write, it's fire

[wordbunch]

Love reading Tolkien's works when I'm having a bad day cuz no matter what kind of day I'm having Elrond Peredhel is having a worse one

[wordbunch]

Robert Aramayo LILIES NOT FOR ME (2025)

[wordbunch]

Part: 162/?

[wordbunch]

OMG i just read the Mission of Misunderstanding about Kili x Reader and couild you please write something similar with Fili x Human Reader??🙏🙏🙏🙏

please plaese and thank uuuu

+ second anon: "Hiii so I really loved that thing u wrote about Kíli x reader, I think it was Mission of Misunderstanding and basically Id love to read something similar about Fíli 🫶😅 Hope youre doing well <3" Guess this was a highly requested scenario hehe! Enjoy this scenario and its humor twist 😁

***REQUESTS ARE NOT OPEN. THIS IS A MONTHS-OLD DRAFT THAT HAS BEEN FINISHED.***

Why Him?- Fili x F!Human!Reader

You were, quite frankly, not in the mood. For what? For anything, not when you despised getting wet and you'd been sent on a ride down some Valar-accursed river hanging on the edge of an empty wine barrel, tumbling only into its musty, red-stained interior when fear of a great approaching wave propelled you over the side. At least Gloin hadn't had the nerve to laugh, or else he and his wife would've had no chance of a second child. Not that it wasn't a bit late for that, but dwarves were persistent buggers, you'd learned, and they lived a long time. Beside, that was none of your business. Not a particularly pretty mental image, either.

Now the princes, on the other hand? More specifically the prince, the one with cascading golden hair and steady eyes that still managed to burn with mischief and a kindly way that looked like it would grip hold of you and—

Alright, maybe you were in the mood for one thing.

Not right then, though, not while you were wet and bedraggled and utterly sad. So exhausted and defeated you could barely get up any fear upon seeing an arrow pointing your way over the rocks you'd dropped to. As it turned out, though, the man was a ferryman. Or at least he was your ferryman. A father, from Bilbo's kind questioning, and a working man. He seemed kind, handsome, wise, a good head on his shoulders. Didn't even judge you for the drowned-rat look your hair was sporting, so you trusted him well enough.

Taking a solitary corner of the barge, you dropped to a seated position upon the sanded wood and leaned, trying not to mope as hard beneath the gently paddling sounds of wood through still lake water.

"Why don't I help you with that?"

The sound got a bit of a start from you, not quite a jump, but enough to jerk your head upward to meet the diminutive obstruction that was Bilbo, a concerned little look furrowing his brow as if he was a worried uncle or something.

“With what?” You asked, slowly drying head cocked.

“You have enough hair. I could braid it so it keeps out of your face while it dries. If- if you want, of course.”

Music! Music to your drowned ears! For the first time in what felt like ages, a smile lit up your face. “I do. I do want. Thank you, Bilbo.”

“Of course,” he smiled back, “Here. Face the water.”

You swiveled in your seat far as you could, legs pointed one way and waist twisted the other, overlooking rocks and ruins and stone statues half-submerged as Bard paddled your company closer to Laketown and Bilbo’s small fingers worked delicate magic. Every weave of your hair lightened your drenched mood, untangling the cloud about your head as much as it did the burrs and leaves and barrel-chips from your mess of locks. Forget Gandalf— Bilbo was your wizard!

~

By every power above, you’d never been so thankful to be a woman. A whole lot of dwarves was far too suspicious a thing to parade into one’s house, but a lone, half-drowned-looking lady? Why not? You were one of the blessed minority that hadn’t any need to get buried in fish or climb through Bard’s toilet. No, there you stood at his side, playing the lost-soul bit perfectly in the blanket he’d let you drape around your shoulders, smiling at your salvation both by him and by Bilbo.

Snickering, of course, as you reached down a hand and pulled up a few of your companyman such as a fretting Dori and a glowering Gloin. You’d exchanged distant chuckles with Kili, but Fili had only tilted his head at you and stared like he’d never seen you before. The look was too curious, too perturbed, to heat your cheeks, leaving only questions burning holes in your head even as his little brother elbowed you and pointed to Dwalin’s face.

Fear was nothing synonymous with Fili, not of battle or conversation or adventure from your experience. It was one of the qualities you simultaneously envied and loved. Yet he did not approach you through it all, not while the others bathed or while Bard and his daughters brought dry clothing in great fur-lined stacks.

It was only after mugs of steaming broth were thrust into the hands of all the companyman, your own treasure stowed away as you darted to a distant seat across the cozy wood abode, that he found his way to you.

"Can I ask you one thing?"

You felt your brows furrow before any thought crossed you to do so, your eyes darting to the gnarled but somehow still post-dwarf-boots sparkling clean floorboards. Soon as your eyes met Fili's pale blue stare, though, your lips arced in an utter betrayal of a smile.

"Anything."

"Why him?"

Wrinkles would be in your future, deep ones if all this creasing of brows kept up. Why who? Why Bard? Better him than that boiled creep he described always hanging around the town's Master. Why the boy, Bard's young son who sat about Oin and Kili asking for archery tips and battle stories? He was a teenager, for skies' sakes! All sense had seemingly abandoned the beautiful blonde dwarf. That was the only conclusion you could draw as your gaze swept over Fili's mane and tilted head and back around the crowded room and its many bodies.

"Why who?"

"What was it about Bilbo," Fili continued, giving a brief nod the hobbit's way, "that got you? He always acts like a father to you. You... like that, I guess? Wouldn't have taken you for it, but I'm glad you're happy. Really, I am. We all are, we just never thought he seemed all that interested. If he is, though, by all means—"

"Got me to do what?" You shrugged, rolling your eyes at Fili's dramatics and taking another invigorating sip of broth; he was just joking about after all. "If he's sending you to hound me about that tea bag I stole off him, of course I'm not interested. Tell him not to worry, I wasn't flirting, I just wanted some good tea and thought it was funny. Saved it from the river, too, if you think about it, because not one day later and that little thing would have been ruined. You scared me, Fili, I thought you were upset with me!"

"Well, no," his jaw dropped, eyes darting up and to the side somewhere past your eyes, "To be honest I simply—"

"He was wonderin' about the braid, lass!" Bofur chimed in. "He couldn't care less about any tea bag, he wants to know why you got engaged at such an odd time!"

When you got excuse me? "Seriously, who's got you all on this? You all know I've never been engaged a day in my life! The only reason I got all dolled up," you snorted, "If you can call braiding my hair back that, is because I felt like a drowned rat! If I was trying to please any of you, you would know it!"

"So you and Bilbo aren't—"

"Bofur, so help me, if you finish that sentence."

"Well," Fili sighed, eyes sliding back to what you realized was your hair of all things, then your eyes, "That's a bit of a relief. Thought for a moment you were into older men. Older hobbits, even. Lot you'd be missing out on."

His gaze, intent as it always was, was typically soft. This look he was giving you, though? Some sort of shadow had cast over it, a warm one. Something much more closely related to your mental image from earlier, in fact, and...oh. No. No. ...Yes. Yes!

Graciously you allowed a smirk to make your lips its plaything. "Missing out on a lot, you say? Such as?"

Most of the company and even the girls had been staring back and forth, heads bobbing a bit at this dwarf and that and back to you with the exchange, but they remained wide-eyed as ever and quite static when Fili closed the space between you in one deft motion, hands upon your hips as he dipped you down against him and absolutely ravished your lips with his.

"Such as that, I think. Doubt Bilbo could do that."

Taglist: @lokilover476 @fuckyoumakeart @kilibaggins @filiswingman @ibabblealot @stormchaser819 @pirate-lord-of-narnia @datglutengoblin @letmelickyoureyeballs @mossyskinn @wordbunch @tiny-and-witchy @th3-st4r-gur1 @fleurdemiel-145 @mistresskayla-blog1 @misabelle717 @h0n3y-l3m0n05 @evattude @kpopgirlbtssvt @rivendell-poet @rainyobservationblizzard | Reply/Message/Ask to join 🖤

[wordbunch]

HELLO POOKIES how are we all doing? ☀️🧡

[wordbunch]

People who hate Frodo Baggins are my enemy. "He didn't do anything and was useless"--yeah, okay, so what you're not understanding is that he was the sacrificial lamb. He endured physical, mental, and emotional torment that got worse and worse as his will broke. Everyone knew this. EVERYONE KNEW THIS. That's why everyone was devastated about it. Because Frodo was the most innocent among them, that was the entire point. He represented ordinary peaceful people being destroyed by the horrors of war. And as a hobbit he also represented some of the last vestiges of magic in what was basically a post magic apocalypse.

Frodo was basically an innocent puppy thrown into the Torment Nexus so that EVERYONE ELSE could maybe have a hope of surviving. And he did that willingly. HE DID IT OF HIS OWN FREE WILL, KNOWING IT WOULD RUIN HIM.

Frodo haters won't see the light of heaven

[wordbunch]

Namárië by J.R.R. Tolkien

Ai! laurië lantar lassi súrinen,  yéni unótimë ve rámar aldaron!  Yéni ve lintë yuldar avánier mi oromardi lisse-miruvóreva.  Andúnë pella, Vardo tellumar  nu luini yassen tintilar i eleni  ómaryo airetári-lírinen.  Sí man i yulma nin enquantuva?  An sí Tintallë Varda Oiolossëo  ve fanyar máryat Elentári ortanë,  ar ilyë tier undulávë lumbulë;  ar sindanóriello caita mornië  i falmalinnar imbë met, ar hísië  untúpa Calaciryo míri oialë.  Sí vanwa ná, Rómello vanwa, Valimar!  Namárië! Nai hiruvalyë Valimar.  Nai elyë hiruva. Namárië! 

[wordbunch]

it will never stop making me happy to see how GENUINELY JOYFUL and excited gandalf looks when he's making fireworks for the hobbits !!!

like this is the face of a wizard who's doing EXACTLY what he loves to do in life T-T

[wordbunch]

[wordbunch]

#1/2831 in which

Morfydd: *says the thing*

Charlie: 🤣

[wordbunch]

something i noticed watching the scene where the beam goes off from minas morgul

is when it cuts to gandalf and pippin watching from gondor you can see gandalf go closer to comfort pippin when he sees he's afraid

[wordbunch]

Did I know I wanted a Faramir proposal on Valentine’s Day before seeing your post? Absolutely not. Do I now desperately want to read that? You bet. Would mind writing that? 🥺

Thank you!!!

Everyone needs a Faramir proposal in their life. I can only hope I've captured an ounce of his heart and eloquence in this fic. (And I hope you enjoy it - it got slightly away from me)

❝𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞?❞ « one-shot/valentine's treat »

Pairing : Faramir x Reader

Wordcount : 0.5k

GN!Reader | TWs : None

Something is going to happen on Valentine’s Day. You aren’t exactly sure what, but you can tell Faramir has something planned. From the way certain servants would scurry around the two of you in a way they hadn’t before, or how he now turns a delicate pink at the sight of you during the past two days. Half the time he’d almost duck out of the room, and (if you weren’t so badly missing him) you’d almost want to laugh. 

It’s unlike him to lose his eloquence, but when he asks if you’ll meet him on Valentine’s he has to stop mid-sentence at least twice. The soft look of embarrassment on his face is immediately swept away by the smile when you say yes, how his whole face lights up when you say yes. Before turning red as you teasingly ask what he has planned. You’ve never known Faramir not to yield to your puppy dog eyes and persistent asking, but this time he manages to stay strong. He even gently presses a kiss to your lips, before whispering into your ear, “Patience, dear.”

When the day comes you’re disappointed that he doesn’t come to your chambers with a knock, perhaps some roses, before you remember he asked to meet you in the gardens. Changing and eating quickly, you’re out of your room quickly enough and walking towards them. The lone guard on duty gives a knowing smile as he sees you approaching before ducking out of the way, allowing you entry.

As always, the garden is beautiful at this time of day. When sunlight is still only just hitting it, and a golden light seems to bathe everything and make it look perfect. Faramir included. He’s standing near a balcony, eyes no longer looking out over the view but instead at you - a soft smile on his face, and a glow that doesn’t just come from the morning but instead his utter love to you. Coming forward, his eyes fall over your body once more before he looks up to you, “You look radiant.”

You can feel heat rush to your face, but you try to just smile and not act hopelessly in love already. “You look beautiful as well.”

“Thank you.” He’s closer to you, and there’s only a little distance between the two of you now. “And thank you for being with me here today. Actually, for being with me completely. I am completely grateful to your presence in my life, my love.”

You're not unused to Faramir charming you with sweet words, or declaring his love for you with a sincerity you never thought possible, but something about this feels different. “Faramir?”

Everything becomes clearer as he speaks again. “Every day I thank the Valar for sending you into my life, and every day I hope I will have another with you. With you loving me. I realise now, that for all I wish this with my heart, I have never asked you. I have only hoped you will love me as dearly. Will… will you marry me?”

Sometime in his speech he’s gotten onto one knee, a small box open in his hand with one of the most beautiful rings you’ve ever seen. And with Faramir asking you? The man who’s been there through everything, greeted you with morning kisses and a shoulder to lean on? Who has only ever show you unconditional love?

“Yes.”

A/N : As said before - I hope I've captured even a smidge of his romance in here! And that you've all enjoyed it, of course! Also, I could not fit this in at any point - but it is extremely important to me that the ring Faramir uses to propose is also his mothers ring. I couldn't work it into this fic, but know that it is in my heart.

« masterlist » thank you for reading *･༓˚✧ Taglist : @starwars2222 / @xiaoseminence / @withasideofmeg / @wordbunch / @bespectacledhuman / @howling-medic / @paigemackenzie0206 / @northernwing / @awayaesworld / @permanently-nothere /  @fern-reads / @fleurdemiel-145 / @stormchaser819 / @deannie13 / @eliosberry✧ wish to be tagged?

[wordbunch]

I don't know what this is from, but I thought it was Sam and Frodo.

[wordbunch]

2010s Disney sitcom but it’s about the four hobbits

[wordbunch]

their love language [LOTR characters]

a/n: not requested, just a little idea that i've had and wanted to share 💛 do let me know how you liked it, what you think, and i always greatly appreciate reblogs and comments 🥰 i wish you a sparkling new year!

ARAGORN ♡ acts of service and words of affirmation

This man would do anything for the person he loves and he is the most comfortable when it comes to expressing his feelings in that way. Any type of physical labor and tasks is no issue for him if he can make it easier for you, and you have grown to notice it all the time and appreciate it. His heart doubles in size when you return your affections in that way too, especially since he isn’t exactly used to having things done for him. When the mood is just right, he has no trouble waxing poetic about you and elaborating his feelings, whether in Westron, Sindarin or any other language - you are worth all of them! When he does that, it’s usually in a hushed tone with a special air of intimacy, and it feels so sacred and special.

BOROMIR ♡ physical touch and quality time 

He is one tactile man and a human furnace, like, constantly, and having an arm around you simultaneously means keeping you safe as well. It’s a way for him to show his love, but also to be his protective self. However it’s not just you he’s trying to reassure through gentle touches, he also feels better and happier knowing you’re there and so close. Due to his position, he has many obligations and not always the desired amount of free time, so he’s keen on spending all on it on you. Boromir feels immensely guilty if he must cancel something last minute, or be late for a meeting with you because he was held up somewhere else, but you can count on the fact that he’ll make it up to you tenfold.

FARAMIR ♡ words of affirmation and quality time

As a person who is well-read and a romantic soul, yet someone who hadn’t particularly received many verbal validations, his absolute go-to are words of affirmation! He will shower you with sincere compliments, praise your achievements, reassure you when you’re down… he will even write poetry for you, or just recite something on the spot, it’s honestly the sweetest. Much like his brother, Faramir can be quite busy, but he tries to make sure that none of his duties interfere with the time that he sets aside to spend with his beloved. 

LEGOLAS ♡ gift giving and words of affirmation

This peculiar young prince doesn’t necessarily have a favorite way of showing you love and he can be all over the place with it - he hadn’t exactly had a bunch of experience with romantic relationships - but something that seems to be a constant is him giving you small tokens of his affections. Not even something fancy all the time, sometimes it will be a pretty flower or a hair pin, but everything pretty reminds him of your beauty and he wants you to know that. If he’s unsure about how to verbally explain all the ways you make him feel, he can always revert to one of many elven songs and poems to describe it!

FRODO ♡ words of affirmation and acts of service

He is a book boy and absolutely the type of person to write long, heartfelt letters! Initially he would hide behind them because it’s easier to write feelings down and slip that under your front door, but just give him time and soon enough he’ll be raving about how in love he is with you and how you’re the best of the best in his eyes - but face to face. Frodo is very selfless as we all know, and he’s able to anticipate your needs and help you with all sorts of things before you even ask for it. Also he really appreciates your gratefulness for it.

SAM ♡ acts of service and quality time

Acts of service is the ultimate love language of this sweet gardener!! He would do absolutely anything for you, strenuous or not, and not even expect anything in return. You’re aware of that and thus you make sure to properly thank him for everything he does in more ways than one. You always joke that he’s going to spoil you. Sam loves just existing with you, not even doing anything particularly significant, but just spending time together no matter what you do. Everything with you feels like home and he never wants to leave your side.

MERRY ♡ gift giving and physical touch

He definitely has a mix of all love languages, but surprising you with small tokens of affection and seeing your eyes sparkle in surprise is just his favorite thing! He notices and memorizes when you like something, and he will use the first opportunity to acquire it for you and make you happy. Besides that, having you physically close to him is a must - Merry is almost constantly fiddling with your fingers, has an arm around your shoulders, or just mindlessly scratching up and down your arm. It’s a simple reminder that you’re there, safe and loved.

PIPPIN ♡ physical touch and words of affirmation

Those are his favorite ways of both receiving and giving love: they’re so straightforward and genuine (and he is least likely to mess up). Everything seems better and brighter when your hand is securely clasped in his, or he receives a forehead kiss, or ruffles your hair and playfully nudges you. Pippin isn’t quite used to compliments and his cheeks will heat up every single time you offer him a genuine compliment or encouragement, and he wants to make you feel the same way - he can talk a lot anyway so, might as well talk about how wonderful you are!

ÉOMER ♡ acts of service and physical touch

Maybe he isn’t the best at romantic proclamations of love, or picking out the perfect anniversary present, but whatever you need him for, he will be there in a heartbeat. Secretly he likes to feel your eyes on him as he does something for you, it makes him feel very proud. Another thing that never fails him is physical affection, because sometimes hands and lips say more than words ever could. And he makes sure that you can feel exactly how passionate and loving he is in every single kiss and caress.

ÉOWYN ♡ quality time and physical touch

She loves her independence and her peace, but letting you in made her realize it’s not too bad having someone occupying her space and thoughts. Éowyn loves to include you in her daily activities and she really grew fond of doing all sorts of mundane things together - you just make them so much more vibrant and interesting. Something that became her weakness as soon as you two met was your gentle touch and affection like no other, especially after long days and during cold nights, and it’s a simple but effective way of showing how much she cares for you.

ARWEN ♡ words of affirmation and gift giving

She is a romantic soul through and through, and she never gets bored of praising you, whether it be for your kindness, beauty, wit, or anything else. She also loves discussing all sorts of topics with you and that’s one of the things that made her fall for you in the first place. Also, this beautiful elf-maiden likes beautiful, dainty things, and she loves making you happy through little surprises and meaningful gifts, especially subtle matching jewelry!

taglist my beloved (probs not even valid anymore but oh well) @starlady66 @queenmeriadoc @entishramblings @thesolarangel @silversword7000 @friendofthefellowshipsnerdblog @averys-place @valkyriepirate @emmaarenstarr @noldorin-painter @asianbutnotjapanese @adamgetawaydriver @fenharel-enaste @ironmandeficiency @starryeyedrogue @dinofromspac3 @wisheduponastar @lady-of-imladris @frodo-cinnamonroll @unethicallypleistocene @deadlymistletoe @suncran @high-sea-husbands @asianbutnoteastasian @aidansloth @moth-makay

@bubbleyukismile @kitexvi @herstudios @babe-bombadil

[wordbunch]

based off this post