#Lindir imagine

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

Y/N: “Look I’m not saying I wouldn’t date an elf, I’m just saying that you’re all so tall it would be difficult to kiss any of you conveniently.”

Lindir: “That feels like a weak excuse.”

Elladan: “What’s a weak excuse?”

Lindir: “ Y/N is saying they wouldn’t date an elf because we’re too tall to kiss.”

Elrohir: “And yet” *kisses forehead* “you’re perfect height.”

Elladan: *Kisses forehead* “huh? You’re right, they are.”

Glorfindel: “Why are we kissing y/n?”

Lindir: *kisses forehead* “because they’re perfect height for it.”

Glorfindel: “If ever there was a good reason.” *kisses forehead*

Y/N: “Are all you elves just gonna keep kissing my forehead now?!”

Legolas: “Well you don’t have to ask me twice” *kisses forehead*

Arwen: “Alright that’s enough.”

Y/N, almost dead from blushing: “Thank you!”

Arwen: *kisses forehead* “I was feeling left out.”

[elfy-elf-imagines]

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☾ Prompt List | Askbox ☽

Legolas:

- Elven Instinct - Lost in the Labyrinth of My Mind - Epiphany - Courting a Human (Headcanons) - Fear of the Future - Adventurer from Earth (Headcanons) - First Kiss 

Maedhros: 

- Out of the Woods - Don’t Leave Me - Don’t Care If You Leave - Stop Pretending - Jealous - Light in the Dark - Jealous Headcanons

Finrod:

- I’m pregnant - You Come and Wake Me Up at 4am, To Cuddle - Finrod x Pregnant!reader (Headcanons) - Used to Be Mine | Part 2  - Choose Me

Thranduil: 

- Tolerate It - To Meet Under the Stars - In the Fields of Poppy - Same Spirit, Different Body - Too Late - Begin Again

Meludir:

- Don’t Cry - Small Surprises  - You Wake Me Up to Cuddle

Elladan:

- Champagne Problems | Part 2

 Glorfindel: 

- Lovely to be Rained on with You - Is that my Shirt? (Drabble) - Not so Hopeless (Drabble) - You’re Mine and I Don’t Share (Drabble) - To Lose is to Die

Haldir:

 - Please Don’t Cry. I Can’t Stand to See You Cry (Drabble) - Stop Biting that Fucking Lip (Drabble) - Meeting Haldir (Headcanons) - Rewrite the Stars 

Lindir: 

- Being in Love (Headcanons) - The Fickleness of Mortals - Return to Me | Part 2

Orophin:

- General Headcanons - Bite Me - Cruel Summer 

Erestor: 

- High Fever

[elficially-done-with-life]

Dating Lindir hc

Pairing: Lindir x reader

A/N: Hey. I haven't been quite as active for a week, but that's not because I've lost interest, it's because I've been busy at work and haven't found much time. So as an apology, here are some Lindir hc.

I'm also working on a requested fic right now, so you can look forward to that. 🥰😊

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♡ Before you confessed your love for each other, Lindir had written many songs about you, about your beauty and all the things he admired about you, and now he likes to sing them to you

♡ He does this on quiet evenings, usually after busy days so that you can both relax

♡ While he sings these songs he usually turns bright red

♡ Whenever you run into each other during the day, he smiles shyly at you, sometimes you exchange gentle kisses, but never more than that

♡ He loves to cuddle, and if you do too, that's wonderful

♡ As soon as you see each other after work, he wraps his arms around you and doesn't want to let you go ever again

♡ You have to understand that Lindir didn't assume that you returned his feelings, which is why he sometimes fears he is just dreaming it all, but when he hugs you or is close to you in other ways, he realises that you really love him too

♡ Normally Lindir only sang songs at festivities, but always stood on the sidelines at dances in Imladris

♡ But you were able to persuade him to dance with you

♡ You gave Lindir a healthier lifestyle

♡ You helped him build up courage to tell Elrond honestly when he's too tired to work or when there are just too many things to do, that he could never finish without skipping a night's sleep

♡ He also often takes time off to go for a walk in the forest with you

♡ When he sings in front of an audience, he always searches for your eyes in the crowd and only looks at you, putting all his emotions for you into the Song he is singing

[kat651]

Imagine: stealing Lindir’s cloak then snuggling up to him because you’re cold. 

You shivered as the spring rain fell outside the window. You scooted closer to the fire and rubbed your arms. You looked over. Lindir was in a chair with a book in his hands. His cloak was hanging on a hook in the corner of the room. You stood and grabbed it, wrapping yourself tightly. 

After sitting in front of the fire with the cloak you were still cold. You looked over at lindir and shrugged, walking over to him. 

Lindir looked up at you as you stood in front of him. “What is it?” He asked, eyeing his cloak with humor. 

You crawled into his lap and shivered. “I’m cold…”

Lindir set the book down and pulled you closer. “Come here…” he mumbled, kissing your forehead. “I’ll keep you warm.” 

You wrested your head on his shoulder. “Mmm…thank you…”

Lindir smiled. “Anything for you, love…”

[lovefairymina]

y/n comes up and sits next to Lindir, letting her head fall on his shoulder while he reads. “I love you,” she whispered before kissing his cheek.

His cheeks flushed as he felt your warmth settle against him, your whisper catching him by surprise. Darting his eyes to yours, a gentle smile broke across his face as he leaned into you. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear that,” he murmured, barely above a breath, fingers brushing over yours in a subtle, comforting touch.

[ragingbookdragon]

Warriors Great Tales

Lindir x Reader

Word Count: 1.2K Warnings: None

Author's Note: I love this handsome, rather nervous elf. -Thorne

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She’d kept to herself during the White Council’s meeting, preferring not to say a word in the presence of such high figures, not as though she’d had anything of importance to speak of, though she couldn’t help but watch Lady Galadriel every step she took. The elven woman walked, no, practically glided with such a grace, and she was beautiful—beyond words comprehension, beautiful. She’d decided that she couldn’t write a song because nothing could capture her in lyrical form.

Still, she’d kept to herself, busing her mind with journalling the latest in their adventures with the company. She hadn’t even noticed the talking had died down until she looked up when silence reached her, and Lindir appeared in the archway, a concerned look on his face.

“My Lord Elrond,” he said. “The dwarves…they’ve gone.”

She and Gandalf happened a look and she innocently replied, “Oh, no…they left? Well, that’s unfortunate.” Gandalf shot her a glare and she cleared her throat, going quiet again.

Elrond sighed, looking back at Lindir. “Lindir, take our songstress to the evening room. We have a conversation that is needing with Mithrandir.”

Lindir bowed his head. “Yes, My Lord.” He glanced over at her, and she rose from her seat.

As she passed Gandalf, she murmured, “Don’t leave without me.”

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She entered the room that Lindir showed her to, a gorgeous little awning with ivy growing along the marble ceiling and pillars. She took a seat on one of the padded chairs beside a small table, Lindir sitting across from her.

“You knew they were leaving?” he asked, and she met his gaze, sighing.

“Gandalf didn’t explicitly tell me they were, but I sure expected it was coming.” She frowned. “I worry when Gandalf and I are not there. Who knows what trouble they will get into without us.”

Lindir blinked. “Might I ask why you joined this company in the first place?”

A smile grew on her lips, and she leaned back, staring at the moon high in the sky. “What good is life if you there are no tales to tell? No daring escapes? No riches found or love gained?” looking at him, she added, “I think this is the most excitement Rivendell has seen in a long time. I wish for my life to be like this every moment. Joy, laughter, fun.”

“Don’t you want safety?”

“Well sure,” she replied. “When I’m old and gray. But I’m a young woman.” She sighed wistfully. “I know it might be hard for an elf to understand the concept of mortality, but Lindir, my life is finite. At some point I will die. But even so, I want to live all that I can, see and do all that I can. Even if it means there is sorrow and grief. It is a part of being alive.”

Lindir paused, taking in her peacefulness. “Are you afraid?”

“Of?”

“Mortality?”

She shrugged. “I think fearing your death is natural, but what’s the point of spending my life fretting over the inevitable? I’m going to die one day. It may be tomorrow. It may be in ninety-seven years. All I know is that I will live everyday as if I will die then.”

He hummed low in his throat, looking over Rivendell. “I’ve never actually left Rivendell before.”

“Not once?”

“Whenever Lord Elrond makes trips, the rare ones, he takes Erestor. I…stay here.”

Her brows pinched together, and she asked, “Haven’t you ever had a desire to go somewhere other than here? Just to see what the world is like?”

Lindir hesitated for a moment, then he nodded. “Sometimes.” His cheeks darkened in the night. “But…I’m not exactly built for battle. I mean I can fight,” he hurriedly interjected, as if he wanted to appear fit for a fight to her. “But weaponry is not my best ability.”

She smiled and gently picked up the seat she was sitting in, walking it over to sit beside Lindir. “We,” she said as she lowered the seat and settled back in it, tucking her legs underneath her. “Are the writers of our warrior’s great tales, Lindir. While we don’t fight those battles, we make sure they live on forever.”

He was suddenly very conscious of how close she was, what he was more conscious of was that he could feel the warmth radiating from her onto him as close as they were. “O-oh?”

“Of course!” she chirped. “We can’t all be fighters.” Nudging him, she quipped, “Some of us must be lovers.”

Lindir practically spluttered, cheeks turning crimson as he looked at her, then between them, then towards the tops of the other buildings. “I—I see.”

And that gave her a hint as she leaned over, perching her palm on her chin as she asked, “Lindir, have you never been intimate with someone?”

“I am feeling very uncomfortable right now,” he muttered. She smiled knowingly at him, and he frowned. “Why are you smiling?”

“You’ve never lain with anyone, have you, Lindir?”

“This is not an appropriate conversation for a young man and woman to be having. Not an appropriate conversation in the slightest.”

“I won’t tell secrets if you won’t,” she teased and he looked away, clearing his throat.

“Elves, we…do not take union so lightly.” He shifted nervously in his seat. “It is…customary, to save oneself for marriage.”

“A bit pious,” she decided, gently trailing her fingers up the inside of his sleeve, against his wrist; she grinned when his fist clenched, and he looked ready to collapse. “And these marriages, of course to remain faithful to your lover forever and ever even after death. To hold true all that is good and stay during sickness…” Lindir was nodding along when she asked, “Can humans marry elves?”

He went still and blinked a few times as her fingers stopped their tracings; Lindir looked at her. “It is…uncommon, but yes.”

She smiled, eyes crinkling around the edges. “Lindir, you wouldn’t happen to have a young elf lover running around Rivendell or any other part of the land, would you?”

He shook his head quietly.

“Well…I’m unwed, you’re unwed. Perhaps we sho—”

The doors opened on the side and the two jumped as Gandalf entered the room. “Lord Elrond has summoned the two of you. Well, you,” he corrected, looking at her. “Lindir is simply to follow.”

She hummed and put her feet on the ground, intent to stand when she suddenly felt how tingly her legs were—and how numb. She let out a gasp as she stood and immediately went hurtling for the floor, when strong, slender arms wrapped themselves around her back and waist, and her breath caught in her throat as she came face to face with a rather surprised, yet flustered Lindir. Her arm wound around his shoulders, the other grasping at his bicep and she gazed at him.

“I…thank you, Lindir,” she breathed.

He swallowed thickly and murmured, “Of course, meleth nîn.”

“…I don’t know what that means, Lindir,” she whispered, and he smiled at her.

“You will learn one day.”

As they gazed at one another, someone cleared their throat with great exaggeration and, “If you two are quite finished?”

Lindir pulled her upright and they split, her cheeks hot as Gandalf turned on his heel and she hurried after him, Lindir following. She knew though, that Gandalf had a grin the size of the Misty Mountain range on his face.

[achingforelves]

18+ ONLY! Minors DNI!!!

An NSFW thought that I've been thinking about:

Imagine being married to Elrond and often the both of you allow Lindir to come and watch you two have sex. This becoming a regular occurrence after one night while drunk on Elven wine Lindir had confessed to Elrond that he could hear the two of you at night and even sometimes during the day and how he desired to watch the two of you.

[justpostsyeet]

Mîr : When is your birthday?

Glorfindel and Lindir : What's a birthday?

Mîr explains concept of birthday, Glorfindel : So,its like begetting day

Mîr: what's a begetting day

Glorfindel and Lindir explains begetting day

Mír : So, instead of celebrating your day of birth you celebrate the day your parents fucked. And here I thought Elves where good old Christians.

[warriorofthought]

He wants to court you

Summary: Imagine Lindir telling you that he loves you and that he would like to court you.

Lindir X Male Reader 

Word count: 1007

Warnings: no one 

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You are an excellent elven warrior and healer. After your mother died, you went in search of the place she always told you about. 

Rivendell. 

Your mother was right, the place is beautiful and Lord Elrond welcomed you with open arms.

Because you were always teased for your knowledge and love of books in your hometown, nothing held you there after your mother's death.

Here in Buchtal they accept you as you are. Quiet, observant, and happy to keep to yourself, seems to be no fault of the elves here.

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I head towards the library to read a new book about stars. When I get there, the supervisor greets me and I nod in response. Then I walk to the shelf where I think my next book is. Gently, I let my fingers glide over the books and come to a stop at the appropriate book. Happily I pull it out and walk with it to my chamber. 

Out of sheer curiosity, I don't pay attention to my surroundings and I'm already flipping through the book. As I turn the corner, I bump into something and drop the book. 

Confused, I look around and see the book being held out to me. 

"Mellon, you didn't hurt yourself, did you?" asks Lindir.

"No, I didn't," I whisper, taking the book with a slight smile.

"Thank you."

Lindir gives me another checking look before nodding in understanding.

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"

"To my chamber, so I can read the book." 

"Then be careful."  At that, he clears a path for me and lets me through.

I give him a quick nod before continuing on my way.

"Y/N, do you want to take a walk with me in the garden tonight, we can talk about your new knowledge if you like?" 

Surprised at the offer, I quickly turned back to Lindir.

"Are you sure you want to go for a walk with me there?" 

"Of course y/n, I would be happy if we could meet at the fountains tonight."

"Okay, yeah sure I'd love to, I'll see you tonight then," I stammer, smiling slightly.

"I'm looking forward to it," I added quickly before taking my leave for my chamber.

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When I see from my balcony that it is slowly getting dark outside. I decided that it's time to meet with Lindir. Therefore I put the book on the desk and went to the fountain. 

When I get there, Lindir is already standing there. He looks relaxed as he watches the water from the fountain. 

As I approach him, he turns to me and smiles.

"I hope you haven't been waiting for me long, Lindir?" 

"No, I've only been here a few moments too, Tingilya (twinkling star)."

"Shall we?" 

I nod to him. And together we stroll through the garden.

I tell him what I've read in the book and he listens intently, asking great questions about it.

Which fills my heart with the feelings of happiness.

Lindir leads us to an isolated spot with a sparkling little pond.

I am surprised when I see that there are some snacks and two glasses to drink from and I glance over at Lindir. He takes my hand encouragingly and pulls me to the blanket.

Then we both sit down.

"I hope this is okay and I didn't go too far?" Unsure, Lindir looks at me.

Smiling, I look at him "It's fine, don't worry, I like it Lindir"

"Hmm, but is there a reason why you made so much effort, a simple walk had made me happy too"

"Yes, y/n I wanted to talk to you "

"I enjoy listening to you Lindir, so feel free to tell me whatever is on your mind". 

"I... I know this is probably unexpected, especially since we're both men, but I love you, as much as you love the stars and the world of books, my heart has only been beating for you since you came here. I was afraid to tell you about it, but in the last few weeks I've been trying to show you with little gestures that I'm interested in you. This may sound completely crazy now. But I love seeing you close your eyes and hold your face to the wind when we are outside and you disappear into the world of books. It's a beautiful sight and in that moment I feel that I really love you. I love how your smile lights up the world when you feel the magic of adventure. You have shown me that there are so many beautiful and incredible things in this world and I have also been fascinated by your adventures as a warrior, your travels have not always been too dangerous and I can't wait to explore more of your thoughts and the world with you!

Travel

You have taken me on so many incredible journeys and allowed me to experience so many wonderful things and even though we never left Rivendell once. I crave your closeness, I like it when you keep me company while I do my chores for Lord Elrond, the silence between us is never uncomfortable. 

So I wanted to tell you that I love you and if you could imagine, well, if we could both courting or if I could court you? "

"Courting me? Are you sure you want to court me, an elven knight who doesn't fit in his homeland?" 

Doubting, I look into his eyes, searching for the truth. 

Gently, Lindir grabs my hands and pulls me a little closer to him. His hand gently slides to my face, embracing it. His thumb gently runs over my cheek. Before his eyes catch mine.

My breath hitches in my throat when i see how much Lindir's eyes sparkle as he looks at me.  

"I'm very sure y/n, if you feel something for me too, will you allow me to court you?"

I nod and lean against his hand. 

"I would love to, Lindir. I love you too."

[make-me-imagine]

Lindir x Hummingbirds

Requested by anonymous

A/n: Unfortunately there aren't very many good photos of Lindir to use, but I hope you like it~

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[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

The last Christmas cookie

Pairing: Lindir x Female reader

Summary : The last christmas cookie. You and Lindir want it. You and Lindir don’t want the other to have it. High jinks ensue.

Themes: Soft | Fluff | Christmas | Modern AU 

Warnings : Play wrestling | Innuendo | Kissing? I think? 

Want to be tagged? Want to know the reader request rules? Read all here

It was cold as sin. The streets outside were quiet, and glowed red, gold, and green, cheery colours that scattered the late-night gloom.  

The tree was up, fully decorated, and a fire burning away cheerfully in the hearth. You and Lindir had huddled up on the carpet, reading and eating christmas cookies. You were both so engrossed in your books that you hadn't noticed the pile of baked treats had shrunk to one. When your hand and his reached for the plate, they struck cold ceramic. "What?" You look down, only to see a single cookie remaining. "We ate them all?"

"Indeed we have," Lindir put his book away, with his eyes on the cookie the entire time. "Well, almost all. There’s but one left." He gulped, his eyes lighting up at the red frosting, the white tree--

The snowflakes in the background, the snow-covered earth. You could feel your mouth watering, your fingers itching to wrap themselves around the cookie. Lindir had the same feeling, then his eyes lifted to yours. "You—you don’t happen to want it," He asked nonchalantly, before turning his gaze back to the plate, one eye on your hand, and one eye on the cookie. "Do you?"

Your stomach growled, as if to say, one more. "Actually, I do." You inched your hand a little closer to the cookie. He did the same. "I want to eat it."

He was not going to let you have it. "So do I," Lindir mumbled, then quickly batted your hand away. You tried to bat his hand off the plate. "Lindir," you giggled when the two of you playfully tried to nudge each other out of the way. "Let me have the cookie."

Lindir, ever the forward-thinking elf that he is, had the good sense to send the plate sliding away from both of you. When you lunged forward, he grabbed onto your waist, making you squeal. "No, y/n," He grabbed onto your sides, tickling you, making you laugh, his own cheeks red with mirth. "No, let me have it."

"L-l-lindir--" you giggled and squealed. You tried to squirm your way out of his grasp, but he had a good grip on you. "L-l-let g-go!"

Lindir was giggling now. "N-no." He kept tugging you back, trying to go forward himself, not succeeding whenever you tried to squirm away from him. Feeling you so close to him, grinding against him as you tried to get away, made him hard. "I w-will not let you go."

"Gimme!" you reached for the plate, your fingers trying to find purchase on the outer rim. "Gimme the cookie!"

His eyes went wide-eyed with shock when the noise of the plate being pulled across the carpet reached his ears. "Y/n! No!" 

Lindir tried to pull you back. Alas, it was too late. By the time he pulled you back to him, the cookie was already halfway in your mouth. His eyes narrowed to angry slats. "You cookie thieving little--"

You arch an eyebrow, your mouth full of half-eaten cookie, the other half still sticking out as if to taunt him. "Whaf?"

That uneaten half was too tempting to resist. Lindir eyed it for the briefest of moments before smiling like anything and dipped his head. You felt his teeth sinking into something. The cookie felt lighter. Lindir lifted his head with a triumphant smirk. And that’s when you realized, Lindir was contentedly munching on the other half of the cookie. "Vefy nife." Mouth full, he grinned that Cheshire cat grin of his, thoroughly pleased with himself. 

There was something positively delicious about the piece of cookie he had. Lindir sat up straight, took his time to finish, to savour every last morsel. "Vefy nife indeef." Shamelessly, he wiped his lips, licking what crumbs were there off his fingers. "I guess my noble mother was right when she said food from another’s plate always tasted better." He smirked when you glared and sat up. "She only did it with my father of course, and when it was just the two of them at home so--"

You huffed and finished what remained of your share of the cookie. "You will pay for that," you mutter under your breath while dusting yourself off. "I was hoping to finish off that cookie."

Play wrestling with you had put him in a mood for other things. "Well," When Lindir narrowed his eyes, you could see them glinting wickedly in the light of the fire. "If you want to wrap those pretty lips of yours around something that badly," he said huskily, "I have just the thing for you." Tilting his head to the side, Lindir traced a line over your thigh, making you tremble. "And it’s much bigger than a cookie."

The innuendo made your cheeks burn, and the hand gliding up your thigh made you shiver. "I’m not that hungry," you mumbled, not wanting to give him even an inkling of what his touch was doing to you.

"Really?" Lindir chuckled huskily. "Your mouth says one thing, but your cheeks and eyes say something else altogether, meleth." He curled a finger under your chin and tilted it up. "Oh yes, there it is, plain as day. The red cheeks, the widened eyes." He ran a thumb over your lips. groaning when your mouth parted slightly. 

You could’t help but purr when his thumb kept circling your lips, your heart racing like you had been running for miles. Your body’s response was one of need, that he was not the only one in the mood, after all. Lindir closed his eyes, groaning under his breath when you wrapped your lips around his thumb. "Still not in the mood?" He breathed when he pulled his finger away.

"Well, what if I am in the mood?" Your breath had now grown as ragged as his. His offer of letting you put your mouth to other uses was proving to be more appealing by the second.

Lindir smirked, took your hand and helped you up. He led you back to the sofa and sat down, had you standing in front of him. "Now," he said, tossing a cushion to the carpet between his legs. "Let’s put that pretty little mouth of yours to good use."

You blush, but grin and sink gracefully to your knees.

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

LOTR/ The Hobbit Preference: How You Met (2/4)

(1) (3) (4)

Kili

You and Kili meet during the quest to reclaim Erebor. Oddly enough you arrived on the quest right as the company were in the middle of fighting off a bunch of orcs. Gandalf was relieved to see you but the presence of such a cute human woman seemed to confused the rest of the company.

“Y/N! Thank the Valar you’re here!” Gandalf shouted as you walked into the fight.

Kili was confused and as he looked to see the sweet looking woman, he was awestruck. His awe and confusion only intensified as you were running towards him sword drawn.

“Get down!” He heard you shout as you pushed him aside, your blade landing in the guts of an orc.

Before he had the chance to thank you, you were off. Managing to slay just as many as the rest of the company combined, they all looked at you in awe.

“Guess I’ll be a good asset to the team.” You smile at the group of dwarves as you make your way back over to them.

“Especially to keep you safe.” You wink at Kili, causing the prince to smirk and blush.

Legolas

Legolas and you meet when he goes to Rohan to meet with his friend Eomer. You worked as a barmaid at one of the pubs in town and manage to make the sweet elf blush.

“Hello, your highness. The regular today?” You ask as you approach the table Eomer and Legolas sat at.

“Yes and please, just Eomer.” He politely replies.

“So sorry, and who is our lovely elf friend?” You ask smirking as you turned to a very cute blushing Legolas.

“This is Legolas. He is the prince of the woodland realm.” Eomer introduced.

“Would you like me to call you ‘your highness’ or just Legolas, sweetheart?” You ask the cute elf, now completely ignoring Eomer.

“Uh, ahem, a-ah, ju-just Legolas, is fine.” He shyly stutters out, earning a chuckle disguised as a cough from his friend, and sweet giggle from you.

“How long are you in town for, Legolas?” You ask him, your whole body now facing Legolas.

“Uh-ah, a-a couple more days.” He replies as a blush grows on his pale cheeks.

“Well I guess you’ll have to come back before you leave so you can take me somewhere nice.” You smirk and wink as you turn around, leaving a smirking Eomer and a blushing Legolas.

Lindir

Lindir and you meet when your friend Bard takes you to Rivendell for a spring festival. You watch Lindir play so beautifully that you become enthralled.

As Lindirs performance comes to an end you can’t help but enthusiastically cheer louder than the rest of the audience, embarrassing you slightly but leaving a light blush on Lindirs cheeks.

“You play so beautifully. We don’t have music like that where I’m from; your music sounds like something from a lovely dream.” You can’t help but gush at the sweet elf.

“We-well, thank you very much, I appreciated your applause. It’s not the response I usually get from other elves but that’s not necessarily a bad thing, my lady.” He confessed.

“I’m glad you appreciated it, I was a little embarrassed but I’m glad it brought you joy. I’m not very used to elven culture.” You shyly smile.

“Perhaps I could show you around the festivities, make you feel a bit more comfortable.” He offered.

“That sounds lovely.” You agree as you take the arm he offers.

[sotwk]

My darling,

This heart is not at peace since I held you close the last time. My days are poisoned with yearning, with the memories of your precious presence, with bitter regrets. Your voice is haunting me, sweeter than any melody, softer than the gentlest breeze of spring. You’re my pain and my bliss.

Come back, give meaning to my life again.

Only yours,

Lindir.  

It's actually fortunate that I know the sweet, kind, very talented writer friend who sent me this anonymous letter/Valentine, otherwise my heart, brain, AND ovaries would have all simultaneously combusted with joy. 🥹

Cat's out of the bag now that I actually have a massive crush on that adorable Lindir! This letter actually should remind everyone that he is "song man", aka a balladeer, which means he has the tongue of a poet and the voice of an angel. Speaking of tongue, I also headcanon that, despite his perpetually stressed demeanor, he's a magnificent kisser. 😏👀

I've already included him as a supporting character in a couple of my stories, but I really look forward to writing fics starring him soon! 😍

[lady-raidia]

I'm so stupid! I forgot to add my favourite fluff ball of an elf to the list of characters I write for! :o Changed that so you can also request him! <3

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[kat651]

Prompt: Being dared by Elladan and Elrohir to kiss lindir, just on the cheek, lindir moves last second and y/n ends up kissing him on his lips.

“Come on! What are you so afraid of?” Elladan asked. 

“Um how about he doesn’t feel the same and I make it awkward?” You say, not even looking up from what you’re doing. 

Elrohir groaned. “It’s just a simple kiss on the cheek! If you don’t do it, we’ll just tell lindir for you.”

“No!” You shout, “I-I’ll do it.” 

You grumble and walk over to lindir, wringing your hands nervously. 

Lindir looked up from his book. “Oh, hello y/n.”

You felt a blush grow on your cheeks. “H-hi, Lindir…” 

Lindir stood, placing the book to the side. “Is everything alright?” 

You nodded. “Of corse it is.” You lie. Lindir sits back down and motions to the empty spot next to him. 

You sit and take a breath. Lindir turns to set his book down and you quickly go for it. Unfortunately, lindir turns his head last second and your lips land on his. They’re soft and gentle, but you quickly pull away. “I-I…”

You watch as Lindir’s surprised expression changes to a soft smile and leans forward, bringing his lips to yours, he places his hand on the back of your head and pulls your body closer. 

Your eyes flutter closed and you moan quietly. “Lindir…”

He smiles at you as your cheeks turn pink. “I love you…”

[lovefairymina]

y/n, prone to sensory overload, runs off to find a dark and quiet place. Of corse Lindir immediately notices the disappearance of his friend and goes to investigate.

he finds her in the gardens, huddled in a ball under the stars. He slowly kneels next to her. “Mind if I sit with you?” He whispers softly.

she pats the grass next to her, sniffling a little. After a moment Lindir slowly puts a comforting arm around her shoulder. She then leans into his arms, slowly taking in a deep breath. “Thank you…”

“Of corse…”

she then looks up at him and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “I love you…” lindir blinks in shock and she flinches back. “I-I’m sorry I-I should go…” she whispers, going to stand.

“Wait, please don’t go,” he said, gently grasping your wrist to stop you. “You don’t need to apologise. I…” His voice softened as he attempted to catch his breath.

“I love you too.” He smiled, warmth radiating from him as he pulled you back down beside him. “Stay with me a little longer?”