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Oneshot(Request) of “Imagine the necklace of pure starlight transforming into a human (you).”

You opened your eyes to a cold, stone ground, your blurry vision had become still and your strength was forming. You shook your head and looked around, all you could see were legs. You looked up and saw a tall figure with paper white hair, and skin as pale as the moon. You began to stand up, but failed in the attempt. Two other figures took hold of you and slowly pulled you up. You looked back at them, then back at the tall figure. You looked at his starstrukken eyes. You saw every little detail in his icy blue pupils, every detail including yourself. You were caught off guard by the beauty in which you bestowed. You traced a hand along your cheekbone and began to slide your fingers through your diamond white hair. 

“I just..”, you heard the blond-haired figure whisper to himself.  You snapped out of your trance and began to examine your surroundings. You saw five, no, six other figures, all were the same shape and size as the blond one. You began to look closer at them and saw that each had a different quality, but all had pointed ears. You reached up to yours and caressed them, you frowned, your ears were smooth at the tips. You felt at bit uneasy and struggled out of the grasps of the two figures of which helped you up. You heart began to beat profoundly, you felt as if you didn’t belong. 

“My king the jewels…their alive.”, one of the figures said. You closed your eyes and tried to remember, but all you could remember was a bright light, and a soft touch. Suddenly, you felt the same touch across your cheek. You opened your eyes and saw the blond’s face, but closer than before. His mouth was open, as if he was going to speak, but nothing came out. The familiar touch sent shivers down your spine. 

“The white gems of pure starlight…”, you heard their voice say, you determined they were male. 

“Who…are you?”, you struggled to say. He stepped back in surprise, as did the others. One of the figures gipped onto their sword in defense. You cringed at the sight, knowing you were the cause such fear. You blond male lifted his hands to the figure with the sword and told him the lower his weapon. You felt relieved, but terrified. You knew this man was in charge, therefore, he was your protector for now. 

“I am King Thranduil of the Woodland Realm.” He waited for a response, but you didn’t have one, you didn’t know your name, let alone a memory of life at all. He frowned at the silence, then began to speak in words you didn’t understand. Suddenly two of the figures wrapped a cloak around you and motioned you to a huge elk-like creature. You didn’t even realize you weren’t wearing any clothes, until they covered you. You were lifted onto the elk and away you went.

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You woke up to the sound of whispers, you jerked yourself up and looked around. You saw two figures, based on their voices, they were female. They too had the pointed ears. They stopped whispering to each other and looked at you, they quickly bowed their hands and walked over. 

“My lady, we are your elven maids. We have ready the bath for you.”, one of them said. You shook your head awake and nodded at their words. 

After the bath was over, one of the maids helped you put on a dress, while the other brushed your hair. You felt as if you were a doll getting ready to be put in a box. You looked at yourself in the mirror and noticed something you didn’t before. Your skin, it was pale, but not as pale as the King Thranduil’s. You had glitter-like skin, as if you were made of…starlight.Bits and pieces began to come back to you, but your head was still in clouds. You didn’t know your name, how you got here, and…what you were. The white gems of pure starlight echoed through your mind.  

After they had gotten you dolled up, you bowed to them,  and thanked them for your assistance. They looked at each other in shock, but bowed back in response. They told you, you were going to have dinner with the King and pointed you to where you had to go.

You walked in and out of halls till you got to where the King was. He looked at you with a smile and bowed his head, you bowed back and sat down. He poured you a drink and gave it to you, you accepted, but set it down. You didn’t want to drink, you wanted answers. 

“Why am I hear the King Thranduil?”, you said. He looked at you as if you were a newborn, he smiled and shook his head. 

“No, no. My name is Thranduil, not the king Thranduil. I am a king, but it is not my name. Do you understand?”, he said with a smooth accent. You rolled your eyes and nodded in a agreement, but you still wanted your answer.

“Why am I here, Thranduil?” He stopped drinking and look at you with tenderness in his eyes. He grabbed a strand of your hair and let it slip through his fingers.

“You are here because when I touched you…you lived.”

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Imagine Legolas watching you and Gimli climb the trees of Mirkwood in a bet to see who could get t the top first.

“You humans have neither strength, nor quickness!” Gimli huffed as he tried to climb the tree faster than you.

“I do not need either, all I need is Legolas’ elf eyes to tell the truth!” you yelled back at him, smiling down at Legolas as you passed the dwarf.

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Imagine the Company’s reaction to when you tell them you’re pregnant.

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Imagine making faces with Thranduil because you’re the only one who he is comfortable with

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Imagine(Request) Lord Elrond struggling to tell you he's in love with you and getting all nervous.

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Imagine getting seriously injured and you think these are your last moments and Sam getting emotional.

“I’m sorry Sam…”  you began to feel hot tears running down your eyes.

“No, you can’t talk like that y/n. This isn’t goodbye…” He started to cry, “Don’t leave me here alone.” 

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Imagine Pippin betting Merry he could get a date with you.

“Hey y/n, would you like to give me the honor of spending an evening with me?”

“Of course kind sir.” you said playfully. You knew about the bet, but they didn’t need to know that. Pippin looked over at Merry and smiled a cocky smile.

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Imagine stargazing with Haldir, and throughout the night, Haldir falls deeply in love for you.

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Imagine knowing a funny side of Legolas that no one else knows.

You stood next to the others waiting for the commands of Théoden. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a very sneaky elf trying to get you attention. You rolled you eyes, and held back the smile begging to come out. Legolas looked to see if anyone was watching, then changed his expression into an even funnier face. You smiled, letting out a small laugh. 

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Imagine being a traveling fire dancer and catching Thranduil’s eye during one of your performances.

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Imagine being a maiden of Gondor and Pippin falling for you at first glance.

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Imagine making faces with Thranduil because you’re the only one who he is comfortable with

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Imagine catching the eye of the two princes.

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Here are some gifs anyone can use. It would be a shame if someone...Idunno....created some imagines/writings/etc. with them?

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Imagine Bard seeing you, someone he’s been interested in for a long time, playing with the children, just to confirm that his feelings for you are true.

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Imagine catching the eye of the two princes.

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“Dark is the Shadow, and yet my heart rejoices; for you, Estel, shall be among the great whose valour will destroy it.” But Aragorn answered: “Alas! I cannot foresee it, and how it may come to pass is hidden from me. Yet with your hope I will hope. And the Shadow I utterly reject. But neither, lady, is the Twilight for me; for I am mortal, and if you will cleave to me, Evenstar, then the Twilight you must also renounce.”

And she stood then as still as a white tree, looking into the West, and at last she said: “I will cleave to you, Dúnadan, and turn from the Twilight. Yet there lies the land of my people and the long home of all my kin.”