#Lindir imagine

[n0tamused]

How elves deal or even feel jealous? What/how easy is to make them jealous?

A/n: Hello, yes I can! You didn't specify which elves you wanted this for, so I just picked a few of the ones I thought would go nicely with this idea. Also, I am trying these different styles of hcs, so let me know if you prefer lenghtier headcanons or shorter ones like these? I'm trying to find some balance with requests and my ability to write them in time.

Contents: (all separate) Thranduil, Legolas, Lindir, Haldir, Glorfindel x GN! Reader. Jealousy hcs, not proof read lol

⋆𓄃Thranduil

-Thranduil can be quite jealous and, more so, protective over his beloved and he does not care to ever admit it. He is quite avoidant of his subjects and feels a bit shocked (or looks like it, he did expect you to point it out eventually tbh) when you point it out to him

-Would make sliding comments about your attention lingering too long on someone, or even something at times. 

-A play of words is sure to ensue if you keep pressing him for his reasons, and throughout he never raises his voice or anything of that sort, he is rather calm and eventually you come to understand that he is enjoying this, both the banter and the attention. This can be sometimes flustering or frustrating when he begins to smirk and offer sass and teasing words. 

-The Elven king has seldom ever expected to ‘fall into’ love like this, or to behave like this while loving someone, but even through his long years of living he is still learning some things. 

-Thranduil is quite wary of others, especially outsiders even if they are his distant kin. So he may keep you away from meetings or tedious dinners with any delegates or visitors that may seem like ‘too much’ for you to be exposed to them.

-He is stubborn, so chances are it would take a long time for him to let up on his views, as he deems it all necessary for your protection and happiness

-But even he cannot deny that he does carry a great weight on his heart and consciousness, and long, late night conversions are not something rare with him. He enjoys them more than anything else because he feels more justified to be vulnerable when the rest of the world falls asleep. He is more open to physical touch as well, and he tells you his worries and his feelings clearly then. 

🍃Legolas

-The prince of Mirkwood is still quite green in the area of emotions and how one deals with them, despite his years. But he is notably much softer in comparison to his father. 

-He would find it odd that he feels this way and would hide it away from you for the longest time until he can bear it no longer. It is like poison to him

-Although you would be able to see it all happening and coming down on him with the way he stares out at nothing, sometimes at the people besides you, the way his lips pull into a deep carved frown and how his jaw sets, almost uncomfortably, even for an elf - especially for an elf. His shoulders are so tense you can put a table on him

-Once he expresses his feelings to you he does apologize as well, he doesn’t want you thinking that he doesn’t trust you or that he believes you’d go behind his back and take the offer of another heart - he truly can’t explain the feelings and where they stem from.

-It’s multiple things all at once - he wants you safe and happy, and the people around may not have the purest intentions, but at the same time he feels odd that you sometimes seem to be having much more fun with someone else than him. So there’s quite a lot to unpack with him, but he is not impatient or unwilling to learn.

♬Lindir

-Lindir is more prone to fits of jealousy that strike seemingly out of nowhere, he is quite dense with it too although not nearly as secretive as he would like himself to be. He may be quiet, but the face he stays quiet with is a completely different story..

-His jealousy does stem from a sense of insecurity in his own ability to be a good partner for you, it eats away at him at times and he can take up to saying witty responses to the individual/s that he perceives as sources of his feelings. He is never malicious of course, neither to you or them, as he understand these feelings can quickly turn to poison

-He may require some more support from you at times like these, and in private he feels utterly defeated in face of his own jealousy. He is not the one to openly ask for attention from you, but at times like these he may ask you questions that may reassure him again. Hold his face in your hands and just kiss the elf, that would be my advice, plainly delivered 

-He would grow flustered at such actions, and he may even give you some sass for it, but he is never refusing your advances at pouring some more of your love on him 

°˖➴Haldir

-The Marchwarden of Lorien is not the most open when it comes to his own emotions and it can be difficult to read his exact trail of thoughts at times. But jealousy is not foreign to Haldir, he knows how it feels and he has long since come to truly dislike(hate) it.

-It is unbecoming of his station and just of his own character in general. Nonetheless, this jealousy he feels holds its roots in worry for your safety rather than any kind of distrust of you, and it's greatly amplified by the distance between the two of you when he is away on duty. 

-Haldir doesn’t act out on his jealousy, although he makes his opinion known if he agrees or disagrees with you on your choice of companions. If he is at home with you, he would also tag along with you, if you so desired or if he just really, really did not like the company you’re going to be with. He knows nearly everyone in Lorien, and so he knows who to be wary of. That is not to say anyone from there would be a liability when it comes to physical harm, he knows that much is less likely to happen, but when it comes to needs that are more from within, love, need for attention - then he is not so sure. He cannot read the minds of others, and everyone changes over time, even elves. 

-His jealousy does lessen up when he is with you, as he is not as worried when he has you in his eye. If there is danger, Haldir would do whatever was in his power to eradicate the source of it. 

-You may notice this particular mood on him by the stiffness of his jaw and the hard look he sometimes directs at no one in general, as if holding an internal monologue with himself over what he’s experiencing and feeling

☼Glorfindel

-The Slayer of Balrogs is not susceptible to jealousy, and he was never a jealous individual to begin with. And that’s also without mentioning that he trusts his partner as well, otherwise he would not be with someone he did not trust.

-After his re-embodiment he may come off as a little clingy - he stays with you for as long as he can, not letting any moment go to waste, even if you are an immortal being as he is. He leaves kisses on your hands and your forehead when no one is around to see, it is intimate and he simply wants you to know that you will always have his love and support

-He is also very clear in his communication with you, and trusts that you’ll tell him if anything is bothering you, although sometimes he does know to postpone telling you something if he believes it could put a strain on you. 

-He is quite free spirited though and open minded at that, just a chill guy, the chillest on this list I dare say

-All in all.. 10/10, would recommend 

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[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]

▹ Masterlist .ೃ࿐

☾ 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

[lovefairymina]

*sitting beside Lindir, whispering lowly in his ear, while your hand creeps up his thigh*

“Lindir, is it true what I’ve heard of elves ears and how sensitive they can tend to be?”

*licks up his ear, biting gently on the tip as your hands make it to where his trousers are getting tighter and tighter*

Struggling to keep his breathing under control the more your hands touched him while your mouth was casting a dangerous spell, he avoided your eyes. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, and you shouldn’t be here right now, Y/N. I have…I have a song to prepare for tonight,” he stuttered with a small moan escaping. “You’re distracting me right now…”

[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.

[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…”

[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.

[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!

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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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[n0tamused]

Hiii*** I luv your work sm 💓💓💓 you encapsulate the characters so well

How do you think the elves would react to a human s/o who has a beautiful singing voice? maybe she travels thru to sing as a job? Like a bard almost? im lowkey envisioning Lana Del Rey haha 💓💓 stay safe queen 💓💓💓

A/N: Hello! I'm so happy to hear you say so, thank you so much <3 But I can definitely do that- I hope you like this! And you stay safe as well!

Contents: Glorfindel, Lindir, Thranduil, Legolas x GN!Reader(all separate)

Words: 1728

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☀︎Glorfindel

-Glrofindel’s affections towards the traveling bard are nothing unknown, both to his kin and others. It is no secret he has a love for all sorts of crafts but song is one he favors the most out of all of them, it comes easily and he is also known to sing himself. It is not rare to hear him humming when he comes and goes down the hall, unburdened with duty and tasks

-This love of music is only further amplified when he begins to court his beloved bard. He hums even more often, trying to form rhymes and compositions on his feet that he may write down once he is back in his chambers with a quill in hand

-He loves to hear you sing, if that was not clear enough by now, and he takes so much pleasure in simply staying quiet while you take the stage

-Glorfindel is also known to mention you a lot in conversations concerning art and music and poetry, besides the usual conversations as well where he simply likes to remind everyone how great you are - he is your greatest supporter tbh, your own personal cheerman

-Although he does share the love of music with you he does find it a bit hard to actually find the right words that rhyme, it does take him ages sometimes, and that’s where he appreciates your input and thought. This leads to a lot of sweet moments of you two coming up with some verses together. Some nights spent with you are filled with a back-and-forth conversation about possible verses, compositions or instruments that may be used in particular songs

-(You two are the Middle-Earth's equivalent of song cover makers lol, I love it)

-He was rather saddened when you once came to him with your broken instrument, and he was just as quick to seek someone out to repair it, and in the meantime he was the one singing to you to distract you 

♪⊹ ࣪ ˖Lindir

-Lindir is a song man, quite literally in name too! So it is no surprise that he does take interest in your own music as well. At first he didn’t understand the songs you brought from the world of Men, they all were a bit foreign to him and he was rather indifferent to them. They did not carry the same depth as elven songs, he once commented to a fellow elf, unknowingly being “eavesdropped” by you (you were simply walking by), and since then it seemed to him you had set a lifelong goal to expose him to as much Man music as possible..

-But as your stay in RIvendell prolonged itself and you kept on filling the air with your voice and harp, he couldn’t help but relay some attention to you. He could no longer force his head and ear away, and his interest inevitably grew. What once were shallow verses became something he found himself humming in times of tranquil silence

-He would have listened and watched from afar for a long time before one day approaching you about a certain part of a certain song, telling you how some part could use improvement and how it didn’t make sense to leave it as is. He was rather polite with it for his usual sass and far less critical than when he first met you and heard your songs

-From that conversation it was clear he had spent quite some time listening  to you play and sing. And from there he had approached you more, sitting off in your sight or close to you while you played and sang. It slowly evolved to him offering to teach you to play another instrument, a flute perhaps? Or a high harp perhaps? There are many instruments of elegance in Rivendell that Lindir would be more than happy to introduce you to. Word spread out quickly from there - Lindir had asked you to allow him to court you. Lindir doesn’t understand how the word spread quickly, or who even winessed the private moment between the two of you, but he has no time or energy to find the culprit, so he begrudgingly accepts his predicament and finds himself sassing back anyone that asks too much about his relationship with you

-Once he was allowed leave from RIvendell and he took the chance to travel with you, accompanying you on your journey to a nearby settlement of Man, where you gathered much attention from the young to elderly. He couldn’t help but feel so proud and happy. He stood to the side, almost in the shadow, admiring you from afar and sometimes stealing a glance at the others who were admiring you as well

-Safe to say, Lindir has found a new form of love for Human songs, and even greater love with you

𓄃Thranduil

-The elven king, however aloof, has an eye for things of good craft but also an ear for a good tune

-Often, on his walks with his kin through the woods of his Realm, he hears the quiet humming and singing of one or two individuals, and on some occasions he joins them as well. By now the others that are frequent guests on his walks have come to know his two favorite “walking songs” and make it a point to start singing them if their King seems to be in damp spirits. This has lead him to not like the said songs anymore, since singing them so often had the opposite of the desired effect

-As it is not that often than Men are that far in his Kingdom, it was quite interesting to see you come before his court, and with a voice that even the walls grew ears to listen to. It happened in the years he was in grief, dressed in darker clothes to show his state, but to you it may have not appeared so meaningful, as you brought a song of joy and spring rather than the songs of mourning

-The gesture, who some of his court deemed misplaced, was something Thranduil was very grateful for

-He has since made further arrangements for your stay and made inquiries about the next time you’ll stop at Mirkwood. Not many singers from outside like to take their chances in the forest, and while the elves there were generous and protective of their guests, you got further protection upon your departure, being safely escorted by a number of elven guards

-The time following, robbed of your presence and music has left Thranduil feeling somewhat impatient, although he’d never admit that outloud. It is in the times when he is left alone that he has to remind himself that patience is what he needs, not the other way around. And should you come again to his court, he’d be more than willing to offer you a permanent place at his side

-It is safe to say the offer was a pleasant shock to you. Especially considering how the others outside his borders love to talk about him, how rude he is and how greedy - yet all you saw was a just hand ruling a Kingdom cast into darkness, a lonely light in the spotless night sky. All his guards wore jewelry, and you could not think of another king that treated his servants and guards half as well

-Time passed swiftly, and you found a spot at his court, and after a time - at his side as well, more than just a singer

..☘︎ ݁˖Legolas

-Legolas is as fond of songs as a young Prince can be, and more. He has always been a free spirit, inquisitive about the world around him and he tackled the new events and findings through music and instruments

-His Father did not leave him lacking in this regard, and Legolas was taught to pull harp strings and the ways of holding a flute properly when he was young. Later he’d go to try his hand at drums as well, but he found himself preferring finger cymbals over drums

-It is not a far stretch to say that your song was a natural and most welcome noise to his ears. He could not think of a better way to be lead to another person, or a better way to swim into introduction

-Amidst war and carnage, you had led the audience to a mental state of reprieve by a simple motion of strumming your harp in hand. Your voice was that of a Maia, and he could not get enough

-War suddenly seemed so far away, and he felt nearly human, sympathising with the Men in the small crowd that was your audience

-He had met you later when you were adjusting the strings of your harp when one suddenly snapped against your fingers, broken. Legolas did not have harp strings at hand but he had a spare bow string that was too short for his bow, which he offered to you. He repaired the harp as best as he could with the provided item, and while it was not the best solution, it was all there was

-Any tune coming from you was a good one, he told you, flattering you more through flowery elven phrases as his long fingers tightened the string and made sure it wouldn’t come undone

-He was quite happy when you tried out the new string after he handed it to you

-Legolas did not rejoice in leaving the place behind, but duty was heavy on his heart, and a whole world was at stake, and with a bow he bid you safety and farewell

-After the war he found you on the streets of Gondor, singing once more. And much to his surprise you still had the bow string on your harp. The sight, so small, held much too much meaning for him, and found his heart feeling full, not just from the familiar comfort of your song, but a certain form of admiration

-Nothing stopped him from seeking you out after your performance, but you’ve already seen him past the heads of people and children, standing at the edge of where four streets met in the square.

-The conversation was somewhat awkward as some time has passed, and much evil was witnessed, but in the end you parted on a good note, and a promise of more meetings 

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[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

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

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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.

[bisexualbumblebee-writes]

Fluffuary 2023 Day 26: Holding Hands- Lindir x OC

Lindir x Marina

Description: On their first outing together Lindir and Marina attempt to hold hands, and Marina quickly finds out just how sweaty the nervous ellon's hands can get.

Word Count: 1k

Challenge made by the lovely @darthglitterfanfictionnfiction

The day that Lindir had asked Marina to court him was one of the happiest days of each of their lives. It had been a long time coming according to all that knew them. They’d been dancing around each other since they first met. Marina wouldn’t have been any the wiser, though, as her infatuation only started a few years prior. Meanwhile, Lindir had been enamored with her since they first met. Marina couldn’t help but smile anytime she remembered his admission after they began courting. 

Today was their first little tryst as a couple. Lindir had asked Marina to meet him in the gardens after lunch for a small walk before they had to continue with their daily tasks. The elleth (female Elf) agreed readily, and so after lunch - and after changing into a slightly nicer dress - she (briskly) made her way to the gardens. 

Lindir was waiting at the entrance, just as she expected. She noticed him wringing his hands nervously, which oddly melted her heart. As morbid as it sounded, it felt nice to know that he wished to impress her just as much as she did. He felt just as nervous at her, which was an immense relief. She stopped just before he noticed her and took a moment or two to straighten out her dress. Her fingers ran through her hair to tame it and she took a deep breath before continuing on at a more leisurely pace until she finally reached him. Upon noticing her walking up to him Lindir turned and smiled at her. 

“Lady Marina, you look lovely today,” he greeted, bowing to her. 

“Thank you Lindir, and you know you can drop the titles. We are courting after all,” she teased lightheartedly. She watched as the tips of his ears turned red as he nodded. 

“Oh…right,” he trailed off awkwardly, which admittedly made the girl giggle. The sound brought a smile to his face and he cleared his throat before continuing. 

“Are you ready?” 

“I am,” Marina nodded. She then allowed him to lead her through the entrance of the gardens, and thus began their walk. 

They walked side by side, talking about their days thus far and what they had to do when they had to get back to work. A few jokes and laughs were shared between the couple. Even when they didn’t have anything to say, the silence wasn’t awkward at all. Instead it was almost comforting. 

Marina didn’t think she’d ever been this relaxed. It was a beautiful day outside. She got to enjoy the beauty of nature around her with the one she’d been in love with for several years. It felt like she was the closest to Valinor that she’d ever be in Middle Earth. 

After a while of walking in silence she finally began noticing just how much her hand had brushed against his as they walked. They were considerably close enough and both their hands were swinging idly as they walked that it shouldn’t have been odd, and yet it didn’t stop her from seeing his fingers hesitantly reaching out before ultimately stopping. The cycle began anew every few steps, and Marina finally understood what was going on. Lindir wanted to hold her hand. 

She couldn’t hide her smile at the realization, so she averted her gaze and pretended to be smiling about the flowers that lined their path. Once she got her smile under control she decided to meet him halfway on his next attempt. And sure enough, after another few steps his fingers twitched before beginning to gingerly reach out to her. 

The girl could tell that he was surprised when she met him the rest of the way and carefully took his hand in hers. His steps faltered for just a moment, then his gaze fell to the ground as he caught his balance and continued walking. Marina giggled despite herself, but she didn’t say anything as she knew that would only embarrass him. Instead she walked alongside him, swinging their clasped hands idly.  

After a few more minutes Marina became distinctly aware of how clammy her beau’s hand had become in hers. Her nose scrunched up at the rather uncomfortable feeling, though she quickly looked away. She knew she had been caught, however, when Lindir carefully broke his hand away from hers and sighed softly.

“This was why I was hesitant to hold your hand,” he explained nervously. “I’m sorry, I know it isn’t a pleasant feeling.” Marina faced him upon hearing the guilt laced in his tone, and she shook her head quickly. 

“It’s okay, Lindir,” she reassured him, noticing his eyebrows raise incredulously. “Really, you can’t control these sorts of things. I understand.” The ellon (male Elf) looked reassured that she understood, but he shook his head. 

“I still wish to hold your hand, though,” he admitted shyly. “Your touch is rather comforting to me. It sort of reminds me that this is real, and not some fantastic dream where I am courting the one I am in love with.” It took all the elleth had not to coo at his sweet words, but she managed just fine. She instead put her efforts into thinking of a solution for their little predicament. 

It was only after yet another several minutes of walking an idea finally struck her. She glanced down at their hands, which were mere centimeters apart. Carefully, her pinky finger extended until it reached his. Her pinky linked around his and stayed there. Lindir’s surprised gaze met hers, but she merely offered him a sweet smile. 

“It’s the best of both worlds,” was all she said before facing forward again. Her smile widened just a bit when she finally felt his pinky curl so that it could hold hers the same way she held his. 

And so from then on, when either of them wished to hold hands, they merely held pinkies instead. It was a habit that they never grew out of as it was what they had grown used to. Not to mention that it had sort of a sentimental attachment to it. Besides, there was nothing wrong with wishing to do what you loved with your loved one.

[sakasakiii]

imladris lads :D it started off as a few doodles of gildor bc of a great prompt i received from an anon a few weeks ago, and then spiralled into something else entirely bc i havent really taken the time to explore much of anything imladris-related? i really like the lindir-is-maglor concept so heres my take on how it couldve happened haha

as always, credit to Cartoon Network for the sparkly pink BG

thanks so much for the ask!! here's my take on gildor :DD i really like the way anon asked the question and it was what inspired me to draw finrod in the mix too strangely enough?? the vibes are similar 🤭

[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.