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noirbriar · 6 days

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Glorestor: 5 Times They Denied (5)

+ 1 time They Did Not.

From the POVs of the various folks around the 2 elves who are convinced they are courting, or betrothed, even though they were told otherwise.

Take this messy thing that is nearing the end! Here is a short palate cleanser between meals with our favourite hobbit adventurer in retirement waiting to call you out on your BS.

Also one dedicated and spicy part to @tamilhobbit , you will know which one ;)

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5] Bilbo Baggins

“Curious isn’t it?”

Curious would probably be the last thing Bilbo Baggins would choose to describe the sight before him.

In fact, this is quite possibly the last thing he had expected to see when Lord Elrond called for his sons, the twin young princes of Rivendell, to give him a tour around the Homely House.

The old adventurer has been here enough times to know his way around.Though Bilbo really thinks the Lord is simply trying to take the opportunity to keep his sons out of certain mischief. If that playful glint in their eyes are anything to go by. He has seen that bright glint in far, far, far too many young fauntlings and Frodo with his cousins to miss that look.

Retirement now suits Bilbo well in his opinion, now that he has taken one last adventure with dear Bofur and Nori to ease that restlessness in him. Even if he finds himself unable to step into that magnificent mountain once more. With the conclusion of his last journey, he lays down his walking stick and have moved into the peaceful elven haven that has ensnared his heart long ago. In a few short days, the peaceful valley of Elrond Half-elven had done wonders to his exhausted and tired old soul.

Elladan and Elrohir settles beside him, leaning on the elegant railings along the high garden pavilion.The setting sun illuminating the Valley in golden light. They have shown him the great libraries, the council rooms and lovely gardens. Not forgetting the amazing kitchens and the wondrous Hall of Fire.

Yet he finds this one that they have wondrously called 'Rivendell’s Most Unbelievable Wonder Through The Ages' the most bizarre of all.

"I'm not sure how this is...a thing?" Bilbo gives the twins a wary eye, uncertain how he should feel about this with a willowy wave of his hand to gesture at whatever he is seeing before him.

In response, the twins' smiles grow wider and bright. Although the joy of the young Lords of Rivendell sends a dull wrenching twang into his heart. For once upon a time, he knew two young princes who shared the same bright smiles and playfulness in their eyes.

No, no, stop. Don't go back down that hole you silly old Baggins. Not here, not now.

“Oh, its a thing alright! Do not be deceived, Master BIlbo! Even if they deny it to this very day. In fact," at that point, Elladan draws nearer in a whisper, "every century, the whole House will update wagers on it."

"Aye! Isn't that right, Aerion?” Elrohir turns to ask the guardsman on duty nearby with a laugh. Even though said elven guard does not share the same mirthful sentiment with a careful look out of the corner of his eye to his young lords.

“Please don't bring me into this, my Lords. For I have no wish to have my guard duty extended by any means.” Elrohir and Elladan gave a loud laugh at that dry reply, which only serves to make the twins tease the tired guard even harder. Bilbo instead, takes the moment to watch on quietly as distant voices fade in the wind.

The two mighty guardians of Rivendell, Glorfindel and Erestor. Ephemeral and strong, walking alongside each other, gliding along the slender bridges by the waterfall gracefully like all of the elves seem to do. A serene scene of peace, as the golden haired elf bows down his head like a swan to allow his shorter companion to reach up and brush away the stray water droplets from his cheek. The fair Captain taking the opportunity to grasp those slender fingers, brushing a kiss on the back of the Chief Councillor's hand. His gentle lips lingering on soft skin. While the intimidating advisor simply indulges the balrog-salyer, allowing him his little whims.

The obviously private and tender moment brings forth another wave of old memories that Bilbo have laid to rest under rock and mountain, far in the East. Of a time long ago, almost as if it was yesterday, under the same setting sun. There upon the Carrock, where Bilbo once felt the warmth of another heart who had eyes that bore the colour of the endless sky.

No.

No,no,no. No reason to have those thoughts. He's gone, they are gone, its all in the past and he can do nothing to change that fact.

Bilbo shuts his eyes and smothers the beginnings of old memories resurfacing once more with his pain and regrets. Hands clenched in his empty coat pockets, grasping for the missing weight of his old trinket, before the old Hobbit simply sighs. He lets himself feel the sun on his skin, with the gentle air of Rivendell soothing his old soul, and he tries to breathe.

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"-Oh and don't get me started on Court of the Vanyar! They make the Noldor Court seem simpler in comparison. It was all very stifling, to me at least, even when my family are only minor members of both Courts. Every clan had their own share of drama if I must say." Glorfindel shakes his head with a sigh, while focused on tidying his treasured trees. Their shapes lovingly sculpted and grown with painstaking care over the years in beautifully commissioned pots.

"Well, from what I have read about Finwe and his family, it very much reminded me of our own Hobbit families. Bothersome, is it not? It's probably the only thing I don't miss about the Shire. Especially the Sackville-Baggins! Oh, I do hope Frodo is dealing well with it all...But he's a smart lad, that he is!" Bilbo gives a small hum as he sips his cup of sweet hibiscus tea.

The tranquil garden and flora makes Bilbo feel at ease despite stressing over greatly early on being invited to tea in the Golden Lord's quarters. Much like their master, the many flowers in Glorfindel's private garden all bloom gracefully, beautiful and bright.

Glorfindel of Gondolin, Lindon, and now Imladris, had been an enigma. For it was only recently the hobbit had the chance to be acquainted with the legendary hero of song. Bilbo had not expected the balrog-slayer who have fought countless great wars to be this easy to get along. A very charming and animated ellon. His lively spirit shines like the light around him, golden and warm like the sun

The Captain too, had been curious about their newest resident and instantly felt connected to the hobbit once he saw Bilbo arrive into Rivendell with Sting tucked proudly by his side. The old Lord’s heart had gladden to find a relic of his past have landed into good hands. It was a little later they found that they had share a great love and interest for nature and tea, with the Lord keen in sharing his knowledge with the intriguing and scholarly second-born.

Looking at these lovely flowers is making Bilbo wonder how his own gardens in Bag End fair right now, but he knows young Samwise and the Gamgees are taking care of them well.

"To be honest I am not familiar, especially of Feanor's side. I was close to Fingolfin and Turgon only because my amil had been close to Lady Indis." At that Glorfindel seemed to pause and thought quietly for a minute with a thoughtful finger to his lips," Only Erestor would know, I suppose."

"The Chief Councillor? Was he truly close to Feanor and his sons as they say?" Bilbo pops a honey cake into his mouth, trying to remember the descendants of Finwe with as much accuracy as he could.

"Too young to know Feanor! Eres had served under Maedhros and Maglor, though he grew up in Thargelion under Caranthir. He's probably the only one left on this side of the Sea who knew all of Feanor's Sons and Celebrimbor. I don't recommend asking about it. It is, and remains... a difficult subject for him." With that Glorfindel lays down the tiny scissors in his hand, while brushing away any stray twigs.

"I noticed you both are very close, it is heartening to see such close bond you share." Bilbo quickly pours the ellon a cup of tea, who receives it gratefully. "Even if Lord Erestor seem to be a formidable individual to get along."

Indeed he was, for when the first time Bilbo had encountered the Lord, he was in a full blown rage at the apprentice scribes. The Hobbit just passing through the administrative halls with Lord Elrond when they hear Erestor berating the group of staff for a mistake with the invoices for timber and construction with heavy words. It was certainly quite an impression and a contrast to the Erestor he remembered seeing later on the bridge with Glorfindel. However, Bilbo has yet been able to make further acquaintance with the ever busy, and ever elusive advisor of Elrond.

"Oh, don't tell him I said this, Eres may look cold to all, but he's much like a chestnut! Prickly on the outside, but sweet on the inside! Even if he still refuses to help me trim these little ones while I'm on patrol!" Glorfidel gestures to his little trees that seem to be dancing in their pretty pots." Moving them into the shade is all he could do, he says! Is that not terrible? Said he did not want to water for fear of drowning them, which is very silly considering we are elves! These little ones can tell him how much water they require!"

The warrior and the hobbit laugh. Until Glorfindel turns to his flowers, caressing a celandine as the warrior's mood turns sombre.

"When all saw a flawless visage of an ideal Hero returned, it was only him who saw a broken soul who was made to fit a mould from the day he was born." Glorfindel admits quietly, as if its a shameful confession."I was so lost, so alone in all that noise. From Tirion to Gondolin and to Lindon...no one knew. Not even dear Ecthelion or Elgamoth. I realised later I had resented it."

Bilbo have no words as he watches Glorfindel's eyes glaze over, reminiscing of a time long past.

"I may be blessed by the Valar, but even I am no perfect being in Eru's Song. For that, I am grateful to have met Erestor in this second life, for he was the only one who dared called me out. He had opened my eyes, so that I can find the courage in myself… to simply be 'Glorfindel'. "

Bilbo froze, his teacup nearly slipping from his hand. A chill of deja-vu sends a chill down Bilbo's spine. A hand pulls up to his cravat while the other dug deep into his pocket with a tremble.

Fingers feeling a phantom touch of hands wrapped around an acorn and his own.The lingering touch of large warm palms that once laid hands on his bare neck burns. Of bloody hands full of calloused and scars growing cold in his own.

He snaps out of his thoughts just as quickly as it came. Foolish old Baggins! Old age has certainly muddled his mind. Best to have some tea to calm those damn thoughts as Glorfindel's voice began to grow clearer once more.

"-Well! He did punch my face in and then called me a friend and a 'fucking prideful twit and indecisive dick' all in the same breathe but-It was exhilarating!"

Bilbo spits out his tea.

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-With a snarl, Mori makes a grab for Lote's hand, unwilling to let him leave. The Lord of the Moon tugs him back, pressing his full weight against the Lord of the Gardens against a tree, determined and unwilling to let his love flee once more. Eager lips crushing against the other in a hungry kiss. Each protest drowned out by the love they have as cries yearning for more fill the air.

Overcome by want and need, they tore their robes away, seeking for skin. To feel the other in desperation and assurance after everything, to join their souls once again.

In the midst of it all, the lovers have failed to notice the eyes of another watching them intently under the cover of emerald leaves. King Taur watches on, as he finally lets go, surrendering his desire to another who had claimed the heart of the mighty Lord. While the couple continue their passionate dance, as if nothing in this world mattered but the one in their arms-

"What are you reading that has captured your attention so, Bilbo?"

The old hobbit promptly snaps the book shut. A seemingly innocent leather bound novel in violet, with naught but a crescent moon and moonflower embossed artfully on the front. With a deep breath and some time to process what he have just read as years of proper, hobbitish decorum suppressed that undignified noise from his throat.

Which is ridiculous on second thought for he was a very old hobbit, not some young fauntling.

Bilbo then slowly tilts his head up to find Elrond watching him intently with a serene smile. The elf Lord of his new home who always seem to bear a soothing presence and eyes filled with wisdom of the ages.

"Good afternoon, Elrond! A pleasant day, is it not?" Bilbo greets, making light pleasantries to dispel any possible awkwardness present. All while scooting over from his spot on the garden bench."Come to enjoy the gardens too?"

"Well, I could use a break. At least, until Erestor hunts me down once more to peruse the trade agreement with Thranduil for the fifth time. Which is still five times too many, in my humble opinion. But do not tell him that." Elrond replies, shifting beside the hobbit comfortably, before he notices the innocent looking novel in his grasp. His dark eyes brightened at the sight of the cover.

"Ah,I see you have been reading one of Rivendell's most popular literary works. Long has it been since I have seen a new update! It is a rare collectable amongst those who live here, a book that appears in rare places, strangely enough. Celebrian had loved the series. She always did her best to seek out each new book to add to her collection." Elrond smiles, reaching a hand out to peek inside the pages.

"Oh, dear Elbereth! There is even illustrations now? How marvellous!"

"This? Truly?"Bilbo is baffled by Elrond's words and finds himself babbling on, a little embarrassed still to have been caught reading what was obviously a dramatic romantic saga.

"I just happened to be looking around your library, amazing collection, very impressive! Such splendid upkeep of history and culture, I daresay, even I'm inspired to pick up my quill to write something despite my procrastinations in translation of some lore! Oh what was I saying…Oh! Its just simply by sheer chance I spotted this book with such a lovely cover! Wonderful craft! It was tucked at the top. Awfully dreadful place, too high up, but Master Melpomaen was so very kind to help me get this. Although he did looked a little unusual and seemed a little reluctant to hand it over!"

"Of course. Considering this particular series is a contraband here."

Silence.

"I'm sorry but my ears seem to be failing me for I seem to not be hearing you quite clearly. Contraband? In Rivendell? For whatever reason could some simple romance literature be a 'contraband'?" Bilbo's fingers come up to do little gestures of a quote at the incredulous revelation, unable to wrap his head around the thought. A clearly ordinary romantic fiction, that is popular and well received by readers, a contraband in Rivendell where the greatest tomes and arts are to be found? Sounds rather foolish if you speak it aloud!

"Well, it is not banned, per say. More like its author is someone my Chief Councillor has been...eager, to meet for a very long time, to put it lightly." Elrond explains after a pause, only to receive a blank look from the gentlehobbit.

The robins chirp merrily and the tulips dances on while Bilbo blinks at the elven Lord.

"The main characters, do they not remind you of anyone?" Elrond tries again with a slight wave of his hand.

Actually, they do.

"Please do not tell me its Glorfindel and..."Bilbo takes a moment, "Lord Erestor."

"Ahhh, even an outsider has quickly caught on. Yes, that book has haunted my dear Councillor for many yeni. I am surprised to see the series surfacing once more and so soon this century." Elrond continues with an enthusiastic nod. Completely disregarding Bilbo's incredulous look and twitch of his nose while slowly processing the revelation as he studies the simple cover of the novel in amazement.

The sudden quiet rustling from the leaves above catches their attention.The elf and hobbit both look up.

Cold gold eyes peers down at them in a glower. The owl hoots balefully at the two.

"And very unfortunately, that is my cue to take my leave." The master of Rivendell mutters grimly before getting up with quick, silent steps. Not before he stops and back tracks a little after a short pause.

"Also, Bilbo, whenever you are done with that book, would you kindly let me have it?"

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The stars glitter beautifully as a great fire burns brightly in the Hall of fire. The Captain is surrounded by his soldiers and a few of the Dunedain, playing a mannish drinking game involving some tavern songs with the minstrels joining in. Elrond on the other hand, did not looked too impressed that Elrohir and Elladan are playing along with some of the more bawdy ones.

However on the outer side of the Hall, Bilbo is unable to relax in the quiet corner despite the cheerful atmosphere. Even the lovely platter of cheeses and crackers on his lap cannot distract his scattered mind.

Lindir trills a jolly verse which ends with a round of laughter from all in the Hall. Meanwhile, his Baggins-ness demands him to ignore that implusive thought, even though the idea of leaving it alone does not sit well with Bilbo. It was a thought that has been nagging at him greatly for quite awhile yet it irks him to be so uncertain in how to address it.

Namely, to the one sitting right beside him.

Erestor seemed unbothered by the troubled hobbit beside him as he turns a page of Numenorian poetry in hand, occasionally picking up a berry dipped in sweet cream to nibble on with a delicate dessert fork from his plate. The perfect image of absolute control and composure.

His Tookish-ness finally bites.

"So, you and Glorfindel?"

Erestor pauses with his fork in mid-air and turns a side eye towards Bilbo. Observing in an almost unnerving silence. Before the Councillor lets out a heavy sigh, dropping his treat on his plate as if he is tired of answering the same old question repeatedly.

"We are not courting, if that is what you are asking." The quiet advisor replies flatly and then turns back to his book.

"Indeed, that is not."Bilbo takes a deep breath," rather, why are you both not? Its rather obvious you both are together if not, in love."

Erestor stills. The elf now turns his attention completely to the old hobbit. His silvery green eyes sharp and cold. Bilbo sees. This is not just any elf before him, but one who has seen far more bloodshed and violence, loss and sorrow, than a mere hobbit.

Yet Bilbo Baggins, previously of the Shire and of Bag End, is unfazed by this stern ellon's gaze. For nothing will ever compare to the cold eyes of stone glazed in cold molten gold. Not even the great piercing stare of an evil fire drake that towered over a gentlehobbit of the Shire. All the dreadful and cruel things, and all bearing the promises of fire and death.

"And what would you know of love, Master Bilbo?" The words are delivered quietly, piercing sharp like blades. Though not with disdain, but with cautious care. A true politician.

"I know because I had loved once, Lord Councillor." Bilbo leans his chin on his hand and gives a tired smile, slowly turning to stare into the fiery glow of the fire in the hall instead. As if the flames are burning him with old memories with snarls of wargs and the silhouette of the Pale Orc looming ahead. Of dragon fire and dwarrow leading a charge. Of a King fighting to the bitter end.

Of a beloved sitting close by his side in the quiet of night by the lake over the autumn moonlight.Warm, gentle hands beside his own.

"Love, I did." Bilbo continues to smile wistfully, reaching for those beloved memories that have kept calling out to him at long last, "And I will never again, at least until I find the Halls of Mahal."

Erestor turns fully now towards his companion, and Bilbo can feel the elf watching him with an unreadable gaze. Before he hears the shuffling of pages and a book being closed.

The laughter of men and elves resounds.

"Did they not know?"

"No.No... I never told him, even at the very end. Out of foolish hopes and denial I suppose. Afterall, what is a simple hobbit hoping to do, standing next to a King who bears a great legacy?" Bilbo lets out a helpless laugh as he wills the prickling in his eyes away.

"And why should a hobbit who bested a dragon not stand beside a King?" Erestor pushes on, seeking to understand the dilemma.

"Then why should two elven Lords of a great realm and esteem standing not be together in all sense of the word?" Bilbo counters.

There is no proper response as the two stare at the other, while the merry making crowd continues to sing.

"Its not that simple." Erestor finally whispers as he turns his eyes towards the dancing fire, where the soldiers are dancing to the beat. It was barely loud enough for Bilbo to catch on.

"Not if you keep overcomplicating it? To be alive, to be able eat and to drink and cheer and to feel the grass and stone beneath your toes with someone by your side... why worry about uncertain sorrow you have made for yourself?" Bilbo replies, before going on softly.

"Far better be it to love with your all now, even just once, then to regret what may be when its all too late. Time waits for no one, not even immortals."

The old adventurer stands, pushing away the plate of snacks to the elf and gives a slight nod, taking his leave. Erestor's eyes linger on, following the old hobbit as he walks away as laughter echoes on into the quiet of the night.

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After he retires back into his room, Bilbo sits at his hobbit sized desk, watching Earendil glowing high above Rivendell.

Time is cruel. Time is fickle. But time will not stop him from meeting the One he loves again at the end of this winding road. Until then...he will not forget the gift he has been granted, walking out of his round green door.

The hobbit turns and looks at the crimson red leather journal in the corner of his desk. Old wrinkled fingers trailing along, tracing the texture of its leather cover. The bright laughter of two princes echoes in his mind with old friends, with the deep tenor of a beloved singing of home.

Bilbo dips a quill into ink as he begins to write.

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A/N: When all else fails, always trust your resident Hobbit who has yet to address his deep PTSD.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)(Part 5)

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eunoiaastralwings · 1 year

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I MADE IT

Can I request a fluff piece for my husband? Where Elrond and the reader have a lazy morning in bed cuddling? Or whatever comes to your brilliant mind 💞💞💞

Morning Bliss

featuring elrond x fem reader (elrond x maeve really)

fandom tolkien-the lord the rings

a/n just some fluff - it's very short I didn't know what else to write sorry :(

You smiled hazily as you were woken from your slumber with sweet kisses being peppered to your neck.

You giggled at the feel of your husband’s lips against your skin – waking you peaceful to the morning sun. You happily settled closer into Elrond’s arms – feeling safe and content.

It was a pure bliss to have him here in bed within the early morning to hold close to you – as he poured tender affection over you as if you were fragile and beautiful to him and you were – you were the most important person in his life.

He knew you felt the same – no words needed to be spoken between the two of you in the early morning sun – it was nice to simply hold each other lazily.

Thankfully Elrond didn’t need to be anywhere this morning – so happily lifted your arm and caressed his cheek, finally opening your eyes.

He was already smiling down at you – looking at you with utter adoration in his eyes.

“Morning, meleth nin. . .”

He whispered softly – his voice softly matching the atmosphere of the room.

“Morning, herven. . .” (husband).

You whispered back as you looked at with a soft smile.

Elrond pulled you closer – resting one hand on your mid-back and the other around your shoulder. He gently caressed your skin with his thumb.

Then – pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

“You look beautiful. . .I am forever the luckiest in whole of Arda you have in my arms as my wife.”

You giggled as he pressed another soft kiss to your nose.

“I am lucky too, Elrond – for I have you, my dear husband.”

You made snuggled closer to him – you pressed the softest of kisses to his lips.

He smiled into the kiss and kissed you back with tenderness – so soft and slow, savoring the sweet moment.

“You are not needed this morning?”

You asked – to make sure.

“I’m only needed her, my love – in your arms!”

“Good.”

You giggled and happily pulled your leg over hip and snuggled into his chest.

Elrond laughed softly and pressed another kiss to your lips.

“The day is off for me – Erestor and Lindir taking care of things more me!”

You rejoiced at those words.

“That’s wonderful!”

You cheered and decided to pull back and let him snuggle into you – caressing his hair.

“Then – I shall take care of you today, my love.”

Elrond smiled – you could feel it by the way his lips stretched against your skin.

“I would dearly love that, bessig. . .” (honey).

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aeonianarchives · 1 year

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You make Lindir so adorable and cute, he's just a sweet boy in your fics, can i request a cranky Lindir who has had enough with dealing with dwarves or mirkwood elves x reader and they have to calm down the stressed boy

I am Glad you like my Lindir of course you may even if this is 3 months late I am terribly sorry I was busy

A Cranky Minstrel

Summery: Ask

Pairing: Lindir x Reader

you inwardly groaned as you watched the young dwarf threw food next to Lindir hitting the statue he was stood Infront he gave it a quizzical look before looking to you, which made you simply shrug to him, you had experienced him cranky one time before in your relationship and that was when Mirkwood came to visit, you just knew these dwarfs were making him more and more cranky by the second.

you noticed a dwarf about to lob a tomato at you husband and caught his hand the dwarf looked at you and so did Elrond as he did not realize you were here.

"Let go of me you wretches elf" the dwarf half yelled

"Watch where you throw stuff" you said glaring him down Elrond cleared his throat you let go of the dwarf and walked to him

"I am sorry to interrupt your meal my lord but I do believe my Report has some urgency, those orcs you slew near the hidden pass weren't the only ones to get close or into our borders" you said in a hushed voice giving the lord your report before you were hit by the same dwarf you held back with a Tomato with the same tomato you stopped him from throwing

"Lord/Lady Y/n do not retaliate it will only make them more boisterous" Elrond said as he read your report over

"I am glad your patrol slew them, talk to Erestor about erecting a guard tower in that blind spot and help him find the others Orcs may get across without our detection before they are on our patrols" You nodded taking the letter and leaving you did not see Lindir again until he came back late to your shared chamber either he was cleaning after the dwarves or they had done something else you only lifted your book as he set himself with his head on your chest.

"First they question the food, then they make their own music, then they start a food fight and hit you right after you got back from a long patrol" Lindir groaned

"I am fine, a Tomato does not hurt and I am all clean now" you said you had taken a bath and changed into fresh clothes as soon as you got back into your rooms

"Then the pantry starts running low on wine with them and then they have the AUDANCITY to bathe their hairy naked asses in the sacred fountain, What gave them the right, sure I get they hate elves But we are not wood elves, we didn't bring an army to a smaug ruined Erebor just to tell you no that was Thranduil acting without our knowledge and they blame all elves for it, petty little ferrets" Lindir groaned with the amount of times he had listened to you groan about your patrol it was only right to listen to him you had half the mind to storm over to the dwarves and give them a piece of your mind but you decided against it.

"How rude of them" you said placing a hand on his back and closing the book you where reading and setting it down

"I know, they can't just disrespected our lord like that" Lindir said he was tense

"Why don't I give you a massage and you can rant about the dwarves while I get all of those nasty knots out of you" You said Lindir only hummed and you straddled his lower body as you worked on the knots in his back.

"They don't work with you they are so stubborn, they just give me a headache even more so then the mirkwood elves and thats saying something" Lindir huffed

"I arguable find the arrogant elven king more stubborn and annoy" you said

"You are odd" Lindir said rolling around to face you

"I have to babysit the dwarven children" Lindir said leaving he soon came back

"They left, i swear if you take an eye of them for a second they disappear, Elrond was not happy" Lindir said

"Come here you cranky gremlin you just need a hug and time to calm down" you said taking Lindir into your arms and running a hand through his hair

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iwannabeanelfyaknow · 2 years

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Ngl I miss these (elf)guys..

Look at them costumes 🔥

#lotr #the hobbit #tolkien elves #elves of mirkwood #rings of power #elves of imladris #lord of the rings #the Hobbit #hobbit #elf #elves #behind the scenes #this is so cute #very cute #extremely cute

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blackcatsnstrawberries · 2 years

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I am fully aware that Tolkien didn’t give a shit about him as a character, but god dammit I wish there was more backstory to Legolas.

Or if he just needed to plunk and elf into the Fellowship why not Elladan or Elrohir? Either one of them would have made just as much sense (or more)

These are my thoughts after watching lord of the rings all weekend. Goodnight.

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faeorilair · 2 years

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Not to brag but this is me so there’s that.

#elf ears #elves of imladris #silm elves #silvan elves #lord of the rings #nature #golden leaves

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cheesy-cryptid · 9 months

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Elrond and Celebrían

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chicotfp · 1 year

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Three Elven Lords.

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amathris · 4 months

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elrond’s sons!!

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elven-sisters · 4 months

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Happy New Year, Maedhros!

Twins are really desperate to set off fireworks! 🎉 What a bad deal that elves celebrate New Year on April 6 😆 But wait... did Elrond say 'dad'?

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eunoiaastralwings · 1 year

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If this is alright could we have a dragon rider reader (got like dragon) with lindir if that's alright.

The Dragon Friend

featuring lindir x reader

fandom tolkien- the hobbit the lord of the rings

a/n idk if this is how you meant it - please enjoy ! - who else but toothless ;)

Lindir and you had been childhood friends - a friend he had grown to love and admire.

But unfortunately he had lost you during your childhood days - you had been taken and there was no source in finding you.

He sometimes remembers his young self searching and pleading with his and your kin to find you - but always there was no hope. . .

You were gone and he had to live with a broken heart. . .

He convinced himself you were dead and lived on in sorrow, reaching Rivendell.

So he was convinced he would never see you again until one surprising day he found you lying unconscious just outside the valley of Rivendell.

He was able to recognise you - many ages can pass and will always be able to recognize you.

In seeing this minstrel unlike himself and rushing to your safely - putting on else behind, he knew you were special to Lindir.

Linidr himself had insisted on carrying your unconscious body into Rivendell. It was a shock to everyone as he picked you up with care and brought you into the healing rooms.

When you gasped awake he was still right by your side - tending to your every wound.

“Lindir?”

You looked at him amazed - you would never forget those eyes of your beloved friend from childhood.

He was still the same Lindir in every way he acted and even smiled.

It was the same Linidr you always knew and it has a sense of home again after all these years.

His sudden overprotectiveness took you by surprise - and it made you blink wondering who this suddenly was.

“Lindir, I am alright. . .”

You tried to argue.

“No, Y/N, you are hurt and wounded. You need to rest! Strict rest is needed.”

Lindir insisted, a little sternness in his voice - but his touch was still with care as he gently pushed you back to rest your weak body.

But you couldn’t - he was out there lost and scared, you needed to make Lindir understand and go back to him.

Lindit kept a close eye on you - while you always knew you could trust Lindir you didn’t know how exactly he would act towards the new you. . .and your little. . .or perhaps big flying friend were the better words to use.

You sighed twisting and turning at night - aching sore in different parts of your body from the crash landing as you were suddenly ambushed by orcs.

You waited until the dead of night and stepped out the bed and tiptoed out the room. Your heart was in your throat.

You weren’t technically doing anything though. . .

With a gulp - you ran swiftly and quietly as you could across the halls - ignoring the aches and burns in your body.

Somehow you managed to get past the guards - they probably ignored you seeing you with Lindir so often and did not think you were planning on leaving. . who knows but you thanked your lucky stars and hoped yourself out of Rivendell and outside.

“Lithon?”

You gently called out into the wind.

“Lith. . .Please where are you?”

You whispered - getting a little impatient with your pet dragon.

You knew he was here - he was playing with you, hiding his ash colored body from your sights.

You stepped out further.

“Li-”

Suddenly you were cut off by his sudden appearance and quickly scooped you under his wing to hold you close.

He let out a happy sound at the sights of you - his large tail swishing back and forth happily seeing you again.

“Lithon!”

You giggled and hugged him back.

“Oh - you good boy! You stayed hidden, good boy!”

You cooed - scratching the place right under his chin exactly where you knew he liked.

“Y-Y/N?”

Suddenly a familiar voice hit your ear and you froze - Lithon turned around too. to see who was there he was being protective over you.

You gulped - seeing your childhood friend standing there in shock, the color drained from his face as he looked at the scene in front of him.

“Lindir. . I need you to stay calm. . .OK?”

You said gently - stepping away from Lithon’s wings and walking over to him.

Lindir’s heart was beating a thousand miles per hour and his breath came out quicker.

He did not reply - suddenly he grabbed your wrist pulled you away the giant beast.

“Lindir! Wait!”

You tried - but he was already sprinting holding your wrist.

You winced at Lithon growled.

Lindir’s mind was haywire - he debated whether to call out Elladan and Elrohir now, or wait until he was at the entrance. .

No no - he could ot risk the beast entering Rivendell.

“Lindir! Please, he is harmless!”

You tried - but then suddenly Lithon jumped in front blocking their way - looking predatory - and you rolled your eyes at his over dramaticness.

Lindir looked at you incredulously -then moved to shout out for the guards and twins.

Lindir wasn’t a fighter, he was a healer and protector towards you.

Quickly you covered his mouth and he looked at you with wide eyes.

“Lindir, please just listen! He is my friend. Lithon is good, please! He is trying to protect me as much as you are!”

You pleaded.

“Look. . .”

You looked unsure for a moment.

“Just watch, OK?”

You said and took a deep breath - holding your hands out in a calm motion and gestured to Lithon.

“Lithon. . .little one, it is OK. . .”

You said as he was glaring daggers at Lindir.

Then you held Linidr’s hand and your other hand reached out to Lithon

He looked between you both - then let out a sound that was something in between a scoff and a sigh.

Lindir watched in his utmost surprise as the dragon gently bowed to you and rested his head against your hand. . .trusting you.

“See? He is friendly. . .Lithon is good.”

You promised Lindir and gently brought his hand forward.

Lindir fought at first but you gave him pleading eyes and he sighed - letting his hand rest on the dragon just beside your hand.

Lithon let out a grunt before slowly relaxing.

Lindir watched in amazement and utter disbelief.

“See I told you. . .Li. .is ve…ry”

But suddenly Lindir’s ears could no longer hear you clearly - it was like he was suddenly underwater.

His vision was blurry then suddenly all was dark. . .

Lindir awakens again - his body sitting up straight in a sudden jolt.

Lithon was in front of him, lying on the sun like a cat.

He rolled his eyes and grunted at Lindir and turned away.

“Oh thank Eru, Lindir! You are awake!”

You chirped happily and hugged him tightly.

Lindir was taken back by the sudden gesture but he found himself quickly melting into his arms and his love for you returned.

You blushed seeing your close proximity - and Lindir mirrored the blush on his cheeks.

“Y/N. . .”

He whispered your name and caressed your hand - looking deep into your eyes.

You knew. . .You knew then and you know it now. . .You didn’t get the chance before and you were not about to let it slide through your fingers easily.

Neither was Lindir. . .it was known when he quickly and respectfully pecked your lips.

You rolled your eyes and pulled him to a full kiss. . .passionate and tender. . .making his eyes go wide in surprise and almost in awe.

A kiss that is warm, gentle, and full of love and affection. The love that you have inspired within one another is overflowing. . .

Lithon let out another grunt making you both laugh.

“That dragon has a personality. . .”

Lindir said in amazement, looking at Lithon.

“Lith, he is not like other dragons. . . he has a soft heart really -he saved me and has been my friend since. I would have told you, meleth. . .I would I was afraid for Lithon. .

Lindir blushed when you called him meleth.

“It is understandable, meleth nin - as always I see where the kindness in your heart lies.”

You grinned at him - your friend and lover now.

“Shall we take him for a ride?”

You asked and Lindir was confused.

“A ride?”

“Yes - a ride”

You said happily.

Lindir really did know what he was in for - but he was willing to try if it meant he could make you happy.

He held onto you for the fear of his life as Lithon took off into the skies.

You rolled your eyes realizing Lithon was doing this own purpose - to give Lindir a friendly scare. . .

“Lithon, you useless reptile. . .”

You muttered with an eyeroll trying to comfort Lindir.

Lindir felt like his life was flashing before his eyes - his heart was in throat as he was carried among the clouds and dove into the sea with great speed.

When finally landed again - Lindir’s heart was beating out of control and he felt like he needed to lay on the grass.

“Oh sweet Eru. . .”

He whispered, laying there breathing hard.

“Are you OK? Lindir?”

You asked quietly, trying to comfort him.

“That was. . .dangerous!”

He breathed and you felt rather sad.

“But amazing. . .”

He breathed and laughed.

You grinned and kissed him again, toppling him on the grass again as he was about to sit up.

Lithon gave you love birds an eye roll but smiled to himself. . .

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aeonianarchives · 1 year

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Favorite elf + Reader have a date at a frozen lake and the reader is in a silly goofy mood and is slipping and sliding everywere and the elf catches them.

Anon why do you have to make me pick a favorite elf boy so Instead i pick top six which would work well with this and add the Valar I write for, because who doesn't want to be caught by them.

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Finrod:

"Are you sure this is safe" The King Questioned as you stood on the frozen lake

"Not 100% sure but 20% sure it holds the weight I doubt it will break and we will catch each other if we slip" you said

"You pulled me out of Nargothrond for this" Finrod said as he took your hand and stepped onto the ice

"Yeah so" you questioned him

"It's so stupid and I love it" Finrod said

"You fell in a fountain for me of course you love it" you said getting further away from him you took a run up a very slippary run up and skidded the rest of the way to the middle of the pound maybe sliding on ice was better with knifes on your feet you though as you slipped around trying to stabilize yourself only to be caught in the chest of Finrod

"Thanks" You said as you feet slid away from you and Finrod set you down gently on the ice you span around to face him and ended going to far the rest of the day was full of him falling on the ice or you falling into him.

Maeglin:

"Are you sure I can impress Idril with this" Maeglin said crossing his arms

"Yeah totally" you said as if it wasn't a total ploy for you to slip into him and 'accidentally' kiss him as much as you hated to admit it to the Lord of the Golden Flower and the lord of the Heavenly Arch you had fallen for the Dark elf's son.

Given the cold weather the lake had frozen over, you managed to tempt him out of his hole given you happened to befriend him which shocked all the Lords of Gondolin and the King, it was actually quite easy.

You almost slipped when you stepped onto the ice but you caught Maeglin's hand which he reached out for you "Be careful idiot" The dark haired elf grumbled you helped him onto it, he managed to walk pretty normally on it compared to you

"Stop sliding around you'll fall and hurt yourself" Maeglin said only for you to slid into him toppling you both over and you ended up kissing him you both heard a squeal from the edge of the ice and laughing.

"This is not what it looks like Idril" Maeglin said as he pushed you off him

"But you are so cute together I am glad you finally found someone and gave up on me you are unaware of how long Y/n has been hiding their feelings for you I am glad you both finally found eachother" Idril said

"If you would have me can we" You questioned

"Fine" Maeglin said finally giving up on Idril you grinned and kissed him again

Glorfindel:

"Come on" you said pulling Glorfindel with you

"Wait for a second I wish to be warm" Glorfindel said

"You will be warm you will be moving around you don't need that many layers don't over do it, don't blame me if they make the ice crack beneath you and you fall in" you said as you dragged Glorfindel down to the lake

"What if I tie blades onto my shoes" Glorfindel said

"Please don't be that stupid, I love you but that is way to stupid" you said as you got onto the ice, Glorfindel happened to join you in your antics but when he caught you in return you missed catching him back making him land on his ass you both stayed awefully still as a concerning crack formed before the ice below Glorfindel started tipping and dumped the blond into the water you managed to get away with nothing but one of your legs falling in once when running away from the cracks Glorfindel pulled himself out making you laugh

"You looked like a soaked rat" You laughed

"Come give me a hug Meleth" Glorfindel said

"OH HELL NO" you said running the blonde chased after you

"ELROND HELP ME I WILL NEVER INSULT YOU AND YOUR HALF ELVEN HERITAGE OR ADOPTED PARENTS AGAIN" you yelled as you ran into the house

"ERESTOR, ELLADAN, ELROHIR, GILDOR ANYONE HELP ME FROM THIS DROWNED RAT" You yelled

"It's your own fault, deal with your consequences" Erestor said ignoring you the blonde did managed to capture you in a hug but you got a warm bath with him out of it so it didn't end badly

Erestor:

You grinned as you tempted the advisor onto the ice "This isn't very safe" Erestor muttered under his breath

"Oh come on you promised to take me to the frozen lake" You said

"I was unaware you ment to get on it for entertainment" Erestor grumbled as he came to you you grabbed his arm and pulled him to you

"But you love me so you don't care" you said as you watched fear flash across his face as he slid towards you

"yes but this is dangerous, the ice could crack and we could fall in, one of us can gain a concussion" Erestor said you kissed him to shut him up

"Shhh, just stop thinking and have some fun, relax a bit" You said as you skid away Erestor followed you cautiously and slowly you skid around him before slipped right into him.

"As I said this is dangerous lets get off the ice" Erestor said as he lead you of the ice before he slipped he let go of your had and slid into a pile of snow at the edge of the lake you held in a laugh as he poked his head out and shook the snow off him

"Can we just get back to house now please" Erestor grumbled

"Sure" you said before joining him in the snow

Elrond:

Elrond watched out of his window as you slipped and sided up and down the pound every so often coming dangerously close to injury the Lord decided to join you by the pound side to make sure if you do get injured he was there to help you.

You didn't need to slip anywhere sure ice was slippery but you could easily walk across it fine "Elrond hey" you said as you slid passed him

"What brings you here" You questioned

"You" Elrond said catching you from having your face colid with the ice

"Play times over Meleth time to go inside and warm up you are not fully elven and your mortal traits outweigh your elvish ones I do not wish for you to gain a cold" Elrond said

"My only elvish trait is immortality" You said

"Exactly my point you get get sick if you are out in the cold to long"

"Fine" You said allowing Elrond to Bring you Inside

Manwë:

When you first came to Manwë with the idea of 'playing' on the ice he was fully against it he was still fully against it but you had taken his no and ignored it somehow making it a yes he would join you he had almost slipped a few times but his wings saved him.

"You are going to hurt yourself, do not come crying to me when you inevitably do" Manwë said as you slid passed him

"You got to admit this is fun" You said back to the Valar

"Sure if you want to say it is" Manwë said as you collided into him making him lose his balanced his wings manically flapped so neither of you fell down onto the ice which somehow worked you glanced up to the king who was giving you an I told you so face.

"Don't say it" you said looking down in shame

"How about we get back and cuddle if you wish" Manwë said making you grin and agree

Irmo:

"So you are saying I am your third choice" Irmo said

"Hey it would of been funny if the other two agreed that's the only reason why you are third my love" you said

"Fair I am still offended you didn't think I would also like to see Manwë and Namo slip on ice" Irmo said you laughed

"I would of come and got you" You said

"So now i am the subject of your prank" Irmo said

"No don't twist my words" you said funnily enough you never slipped on the ice with Irmo because he made an illusion of it as he though the real thing was far to harmful and knowing your clumsy self you would fall

Mandos:

"No" Mandos said

"Come on why not" You questioned

"I have elves to watch I can't take a break from them" Namo said pointing to the Fëanorian's

"Plus it's dangerous you will just hurt yourself" Namo said

"Fine" You pouted but set yourself in his lap

"You can't move until you say yes so if they do anything to bad you have to say yes to me" You said

"You are not going to make me say yes with Black mail" Namo said

"uh huh sure" You said.

Namo frowned at how he got here he had pushed your black mail to the side of his mind and got caught of guard, you attempted to spin but ended up knocking into Mandos

"So you can't leave my arms for long it seems" Namo teased you which made you frown

"Oh shut up" You groaned as he carried you off the ice

"Hey go back right now" You said

"No I can't leave the Children or you unsupervised" Namo said

"Did you just call me a child" You questioned

"You are child sized" Namo said it was true you were the height of his 'problem children' elves

"Your so mean" You groaned lightly punching his chest

"Sure I am" Namo responded with

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