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[rivendell-poet]

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○ Aragorn ○ Legolas ○ Frodo ○ Sam ○ Merry ○ Pippin ○ Boromir ○ Faramir ○ Éowyn ○ Éomer ○ Bard ○ Thranduil ○ Tauriel ○ Lindir ○ Haldir ○ Elladan ○ Elrohir ○

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𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐧

✧ When you get to Rivendell the first thing you do is rush to Frodo’s side - checking he’s ok and thanking the healers.

✧ The second thing you do is take in the beauty of Rivendell, eyes going wide as you see the home of the elves in all its splendour.

✧ He’s walking with you and showing you Rivendell, eyes lighting up almost as much as yours when you see the sights - except the light in his eyes and the smile on his face come from your happiness.

✧ Taking note of what makes your eyes shine brightest, he begins to tour more specifically with your preferences in mind.

✧ As you turn around to express your love of something, he realises he’s too focused on trying to capture every inch of your beauty - especially while being in awe like that - that he misses the question.

✧ Aragorn hopes he isn’t blushing too much when he asks you to repeat the question, this time quickly answering it to the best of his abilities.

✧ The next room captures your attention, and Aragorn instinctively goes back to watching you and laughing with you before he realises what he’s doing.

✧ It’s then he realises the blush on his face isn’t because of embarrassment - but because he likes you.

𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬

✧ Legolas is enjoying his time in Imladris, with one of the greatest things being the company. There is you, of course, and the rest of the Fellowship - but it is also nice to spend some time with fellow elves (who aren’t his subjects).

✧ Or, almost fellow elves, such as the sons of Elrond. He has always been intrigued by them, not just for the heritage, and it’s good to spend time with the two. Eventually, in a conversation with Elrohir, the topic finally comes up.

✧ “What is it like, living with Lúthien’s gift?”

✧ “Gift?” Elrohir looks at the elf, “Most call it a choice. Is there a reason you ask? A… someone you ask for?”

✧ His immediate reaction is to say no, and that he is just curious, but then he thinks harder. Is there someone he would stay on Middle Earth for?

✧ As he thinks, an image of the two of you - bow in your hand and grinning at him, bathed in sunlight - comes into his mind. And his mind subconsciously answers the question. If you would have him, he would answer yes.

✧ The elf stays silent, and Elrohir gives a knowing look, before speaking briefly. Offering some advice, and congratulating Legolas on at least figuring out his feelings.

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐨

✧ Frodo realised he liked you from just about the second he laid eyes on you - you were unlike anyone he had ever known, and that excited and fascinated him.

✧ He expected the crush to go away, eventually, once the novelty wore off and you were known to him as a friend.

✧ Except it never did. With every new smile he saw from you, every word, every laugh falling from your lips - he slowly became more and more enamoured by you.

✧ It was after yet another night that you’d come round for dinner, it was becoming a regular (and welcome) occurrence that he truly realised he didn’t just have a crush.

✧ Frodo was in love with you.

✧ When he’d finally closed the door, watching as you’d walked away, he could still feel the red on his cheeks - and could see the knowing smile Bilbo gave him when he’d turned around.

✧ Patting him on the back, Bilbo had given the young hobbit words of support and encouragement - a twinkle in his eye as he hinted this love may not be unrequited.

𝐒𝐚𝐦

✧ Sam had seen you in and around the Shire a few times before, stopping briefly to look at you before going back to what he was doing.

✧ At first he’d thought it was just him being observant, until Pippin had been over and pointed out that of all the hobbits in the Shire - he’d only stop to look at you.

✧ He was mortified to realise what he'd been doing, and had thrown himself back into his work with much more vigour. Trying to stop himself from being distracted, again.

✧ It works ok, but while in the Green Dragon Pippin assures him that the comments weren't meant in a bad way, and that they were all glad Sam had 'found someone'.

✧ Sam almost isn't sure what they mean, until he thinks back to all the times he's seen you - the times he's blushed. The very small interactions you two have had, that have then lightened his day.

✧ It's thanks to Pippin's teasing he realises he has a crush on you, and then thanks to Frodo when he can finally interact with you.

𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲

✧ Merry realised he liked you from the second he laid eyes on you.

✧ And not in a silly, young-hobbits-in-love type of crush - but something that reminded him of the story books he'd read as a child.

✧ The ones that said when you met the one for you, you'd feel sparks like Gandalf's fireworks and you'd just know.

✧ He did just know, taking the first opportunity he could to talk to you; talking to you felt even easier than most, as though you were a lifelong friend and not just a stranger.

✧ Every time you make eye-contact, he searches in your eyes for the spark he so clearly feels in his - and when he makes you laugh for the first time he's delighted to see it appear (however briefly).

✧ Each passing day cemented this feeling even more, but he still believes it was love at first sight (for him at least).

𝐏𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧

✧ When the two of you first met, Pippin thought you were an angel (an opinion he still holds, in some regards). The second he realised you were of Middle Earth, he also realised he was blushing like a fool.

✧ He knows the attraction isn't just superficial from the day he meets you, but he also sees it as a crush at the start.

✧ And then he starts to spend time with you.

✧ You make him laugh, he makes you laugh. He makes you smile, you make him smile just by being there.

✧ It's also at this time when he realises that what he feels for you isn't just a crush.

✧ He likes,  no - loves, every part of you. And to call it simply a crush would be an insult to his heart.

𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐫

✧ Like a lot of the soldiers of the White City, his spirits are high as he watches from Osgiliath, eagerly awaiting the return of the rangers, if only for a little while.

✧ Most of the men are looking forward to the night of celebrations and drinking, although some are more looking forward to seeing their loved ones come home.

✧ Boromir is looking forward to seeing his little brother come home - but he isn’t just looking forward to seeing his little brother. Faramir isn't the only one he dearly misses.

✧ As Captain, he’s in prime position when the rangers come in; immediately identifying the two of you and going over.

✧ He pulls Faramir into a hug before looking at you with a grin, unsure of what to do before you embrace him as well.

✧ Instantly, he hugs back - just as firm and confident as with Faramir’s hug - but inside he can feel his heart almost beating out of his chest.

✧ The grin is still on his face as he comes out of it, and when you begin to talk his heart calms down, although only a little.

✧ It’s only then when he realises his heart isn’t beating fast around you because you’re nervous, but because he loves you.

𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫

✧ Faramir knew he liked you from the second he laid eyes on you, even if he was slightly too drunk to realise just how deep it went at the time.

✧ He truly didn’t drunkenly hook-up with people, but he did tend to gravitate towards people he liked. People like you, even when you were in the dark corner. Especially when you were in the dark corner.

✧ And of course, he had kissed you back. The only reason he didn’t try to take it further was because he could smell the alcohol on both of you.

✧ When he had woken up the next morning, he regretted that he had not gotten your name (and the slight hangover).

✧ Then when he saw you, lined up as one of Boromir’s potential betrothed, he could feel his heart do two things.

✧ Skip, at the sight of you again. And drop, at the idea you didn’t love him back.

𝐄𝐨𝐰𝐲𝐧

✧ Staring after Aragorn, Éowyn takes a deep breath, trying to remain calm. From chasing him down, and telling him that she knows looking after the children brings honour (without renown). But she should be allowed to seek honour in other places.

✧ And then she feels a hand rest on her shoulder, calming, as she turns around to see you behind her.

✧ You can see her thought process, and tell her that you aren’t here to override your brother’s - or her king’s - orders. But you are here to give her this.

✧ When you press the sword into Éowyn’s hands, finely polished and gleaming perfectly, she can barely think of the words to thank you before she notices your traditional sword is missing.

✧ Instantly, she realises what you’ve given here and tries to give it back - but you keep it firmly in her hands.

✧ “There are many fine weapons in this armoury. Think of it as my gift to you, for now. A promise that I will be coming back to collect it."

✧ "Besides, it brings me comfort that if orcs get into the caves they shall find a warrior there.”

✧ Taking your hand away from the sword you disappear to follow Aragorn, and Éowyn is left holding it. As she watches the two of you leave together, she realises that she may have fallen in love with the wrong sibling (at least at first).

𝐄𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫

✧ When orcs are spotted within Rohan's borders, in two separate places no less, Éomer immediately takes action.

✧ It's bad luck you're on the second group of riders sent out, and worse when you haven't arrived back when Éomer does.

✧ He tries to reassure himself that it's simply bad luck, and nothing dangerous has happened, but by the second day his nerves get the better of him.

✧ With Éowyn he sets out to wait next to the gate you'll ride in from - a traditional practice.

✧ While waiting, he takes the time to look around and sees who else waits for the riders. When women there bat their eyes at him he ignores it until he realises something.

✧ Éomer is one of the only men there, and the only one not blood-related to the rider he is waiting for. Almost everyone else here is a parent, a sibling, or a lover.

✧ So where does that leave him?

✧ He feels blush begin to rise on his face as he realises precisely which one he is. Or, more accurately, which one he wishes to be for you.

𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐝

✧ Begrudgingly, Bard watches you leave for the final patrol of your shift before laughing as he sees Tilda’s pout when she looks at you going as well.

✧ Looking up at him, she huffs even more; declaring that it isn’t fair he’s allowed to smile while you’re here and while you're away.

✧ He responds that you’re good company, but he can be happy without you - and that’s a good thing.

✧ Then Tilda looks up at him with a doubtful expression. Announcing that he looks extra happy, and his face turns a bit red like when Bain had that fever one time. Or when Sigrid looks at the neighbour's kid, except she shouldn’t tease her sister about that because it’s ‘feelings’.

✧ As pleased as Bard is that his children are taking his lessons to heart, he’s less pleased about her observations.

✧ Keeping walking, Bard tries to reassure her that that’s not what’s going on with him and you - but internally he’s truly thinking about it.

✧ About the fact you’re the first person to make him smile like that for the first time in… a while.

✧ The fact he always lets his kids go up to you because then he can talk to you, and the fact he talks to you even if the kids aren’t with him.

✧ It’s then Bard realises that, somehow, his children have worked out he likes you before he has.

𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐢𝐥

✧ Thranduil had barely noticed that the biweekly meetings had become less formal, and more about the two of you spending time together.

✧ He hadn’t noticed that most of the time you spent talking was just about the two of you, and no longer about his son.

✧ The thing that made him notice just how special these meetings became was when, while watching you leave, he could feel his smile.

✧ There was a warmth in him that wasn’t just from the wine, or the fireplace, and instead a warmth because he felt comfortable.

✧ Around you, he could be himself. Not much changed, of course, but something about being near you felt freeing, and as though he was understood.

✧ A feeling he had not felt in a long time, but a feeling he nonetheless welcomed - especially when it was you that warmed his heart.

𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥

✧ Both of you had managed to get into the royal guard - you getting into the king’s guard, while she began to work with the prince.

✧ It was while she was taking a break, eating in one of the soldier’s halls, when Alinar (a fellow guard) had come up to her with a grin. “So, you and them, right?”

✧ Trying not to sigh, Tauriel gave a quick answer that no, she was not interested in the prince before Alinar began to laugh. Explaining he hadn’t been teasing about her and Legolas, but her and you.

✧ “Anyone with eyes can see you look at them like they’ve got a fourth elven ring, Tauriel. You’re really not subtle.”

✧ She continues to deny, swatting him away, although this time it’s more on principle. Not because she doesn’t like you.

✧ Because… she does look at you that way. You are magnificent, and wondrous, and she does want to be more than your friend.

✧ As you walk into the hall, you look over to the empty space besides her and immediately come over - and she wonders if she normally blushes this much when you smile at her.

𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐫

✧ Staring at the new poems he’s written, Lindir wonders to himself when his inspiration went from nature and the Valar to… love.

✧ He can still recognise the work as his own, the same metaphors and adoration for his subjects, but he never considered writing romance. Or writing about someone romantically - because he knows that all his works have a muse.

✧ Re-reading the lines over, he tries to imagine the different elves of Imladris fitting into this prose but none of them do.

✧ Deciding to leave it for later, Lindir takes the scrolls and keeps them with him - resolved in going to the library.

✧ On his way there, you cross paths with him - immediately smiling and asking how his day was.

✧ It’s there, looking ethereal against the backdrop of Imladris and roses, that Lindir realises the subject of his new writings.

✧ You are his new muse.

𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐫

✧ Haldir had felt a spark from the first moment you had interacted, your bow drawn - placed in front of your allies and standing as though it would need a thousand warriors to fell you.

✧ These feelings hadn’t even gone away as you let the arrow fly, only afterwards realising he’s not a threat and batting it out of the air.

✧ When you start to apologise he easily stops you, stating that it’s a relief that the Fellowship is travelling with a skilled warrior like yourself.

✧ Watching you go to the Lady Galadriel, he tries to untangle what he’s feeling for you. Is it simply admiration? Or is it something more?

✧ Seeing you alone and clearly wanting to move, he approaches you after the meeting - offering to show you around Lothlórien.

✧ It’s for a somewhat selfish motive, as he wants to try and realise what his feelings are.

✧ And, as his heart seems to lift when you look around and finally seem happy, he understands what his heart wants.

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧

✧ It’s the day after their birthday, finally in their first century, when Elrohir wakes his brother up by poking him.

✧ Elladan is still sleepy, but he’s aware enough to ask what his twin thinks he’s doing.

✧ “I want to know why you didn’t confess, brother dearest.”

✧ The sing-song voice is annoying, but Elladan still gives the question some thought. Confess? About what? Or confess to someone?

✧ Seeing his brother clearly isn’t going to get it, Elrohir lets out a sigh before directly name-dropping you. He’s instantly rewarded with seeing a heavy blush, before poorly spluttered denial about you simply being a friend.

✧ Looking directly into Elladan’s eyes, he speaks again. “Brother, I have watched the two of you dance around each other for almost a century. Sometimes I think I’m the one suffering because of your love. You could at least acknowledge your feelings to yourself.”

✧ He can still see the blush on Elladan’s face, obvious against his hair. But he can also see acceptance and realisation in his brother's eyes. The realisation that he wants you as something more than a friend.

✧ “Took you long enough.”

𝐄𝐥𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐫

✧ Elrohir was never sure if he believed in love at first sight. It was never something discussed among the elves, where feelings tended to develop over years of emotional connection. But it also seemed like a real thing to mortals - and not just in the tales of old.

✧ As a son of Elrond, where did that leave him? Would his feelings come after decades with a lover, or from a glance across the forest?

✧ And then you arrived.

✧ Instantly, something skipped in his heart - and he felt almost exactly what he’d always thought true love would feel like.

✧ But it wasn’t quite the blazing fire that some of the tomes described, more like a spark.

✧ Then he met you again, desperately trying to do the best you could to keep your city safe. And then again in Gondor’s war council, fearlessly pledging your allegiance to the new king and winning over others with honeyed words and promises.

✧ It was then when his heart was set on you.

✧ So, not quite love at first sight, it had taken a little more time for him to be completely sure.

✧ Yet he was still completely enamoured by you, at the latest, by at the end of your third meeting.

Hope you enjoyed! So sorry this is late, I had it completed and then forgot to post it - was just sitting in my drafts. Soo... yeah, I am very sorry about that. Thank you again for your support! Requests here.

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[a-araiguma-a]

He loved only her

No one in particular, just an elf from the universe of J. R. R. Tolkien. Elf x f!reader

In the ancient forests of Middle-earth, where tall trees concealed the sky, there lived an elf. His people were as eternal as the forest itself, and their hearts were rarely clouded by mortal emotions. But one day, he met a woman—a simple, human, mortal woman. There was something about her that made his heart beat faster: her beauty, which could neither be captured by the finest poets nor sung by the greatest musicians, her mind, so unlike that of other humans, filled with thoughts, ideas, and philosophy, or her eyes, in which one could drown if they gazed too long. It was something he could not understand, but this only made his love grow deeper.

"Cormamin lindua ele lle"—he always wanted to tell her that his heart sang at the sight of her, but it was not the right time, not yet. From the moment of their first meeting, he sought her out and waited for her in this forest every day when the sun's rays gently touched the ground, filtering through the thick foliage.

She told him about her world, about the brief lives of humans, about how they lived and died, dreaming and suffering.

"Lle naa vanima,"—he blurted out one day, not even realizing when he had said it: "You are beautiful." "What did you say?"—fortunately, she didn't understand his words, and that saddened him. It was not enough for him to meet her in the evenings; he longed to extend their conversations, to stretch them out for an hour, two, or forever. He listened to her stories, captivated not by the words themselves but by how her voice filled the emptiness in his soul. Without her, he would never have known the need to fill it.

"Tua amin!"—But did he need help? Did he need to be saved from her? Honestly, no, he was ready to drown in her eyes, ready to die if only to meet her once more. He was ready for anything...

But the Elf did not know how to tell her about his feelings. He understood that the time she gave him was limited, and each moment with her was precious. But how could he explain this? How could he tell her that his heart, which had always been eternal and free, now belonged to her? "The more you love someone," he thought, "the harder it is to tell them." "Nin lithiach, Meleth nín"—she truly enchanted him every time he saw her, even in his thoughts. His beloved. "Guren mil gaim lín"—his heart was in her hands—"Tessa sina ten’ amin"—he asked her to keep it, but in truth, she was free to do with it as she wished, as long as it was her.

And she accepted him. She had loved him too, ever since then, but she understood that it would be difficult for him; her life was short, and what would happen afterward, when she left him? She was ready to weep over such a truth. "Amin uuma malia, Arwen en amin"—it didn't concern him. Being with her and having her even for a moment was already enough. The chance to call her his—that was his happiness. His Lady, who ruled his heart and mind.

As the years passed, she began to talk more often about parting, though it pained the elf to hear it, he couldn't disagree. "When the day comes that we part," she said quietly, "if my last words aren't 'Amin mela lle,' you'll know it's because I didn't have time." In those moments, he remained silent, lost in thought, unable to find the words to express that his love knew no bounds of time. "Meleth e-guilen, my love is selfish. I can't breathe without you,"—she was the love of his life. How could she speak of them parting, not seeing her, not inhaling her scent in the mornings, no more afternoon conversations about books, about how Ellen had messed up her work again, no more seeing her smile, or those gentle eyes full of love for him... "Aa’ lasser en he coia orn n' omenta gurtha!"—Let the leaves of her tree of life never wither, he prayed. Just a little longer, he wasn't ready yet, but how could he stretch this time?

But when the fog enveloped the forest, and the cold wind brought with it a premonition of farewell, the elf finally spoke what was in his heart. He took her hand and said: "I was destined to live a thousand years, and I belong only to you for all those years. If we were to live a thousand lives, I would want you to be mine in every one of them." She looked at him, and a tear glistened in her eye. She knew their time was running out, but these were the words she believed in more than anything in the world.

For the elf's love was as eternal as the forest itself, and he continued to love, despite their parting, carrying his feelings for her through the years and ages of his life.

"Cormamin niuve tenna’ ta elea lle au’"—My heart will wait until it sees you again. "Le me ithon anuir"—I will love you forever. "Quel kaima"—Rest well.

[doodle-pops]

Making You Flustered | House of Elrond + Doriath

˖ ࣪ . ࿐♡˚. Elrond

Elrond loved the way your cheeks reddened whenever he leaned in close, pretending to inspect something trivial like the way you held your quill, the angle of your wrist when writing or the book you were reading. He didn’t need to be that close; it was entirely unnecessary, but it was a game he played. His subtle touches—like brushing a strand of hair behind your ear or gently resting a hand on your shoulder while standing far too near—always sent your heart racing.

He’d feign innocence, his expression neutral, but there was always the smallest hint of a smile at the corner of his lips. You’d catch him watching you from across the room, his gaze steady, knowing exactly how to get under your skin without saying a word. And each time, your flustered state only encouraged him more, making it a quiet, unspoken routine between you.

˖ ࣪ . ࿐♡˚. Erestor

Erestor had a knack for subtle teasing, and he enjoyed catching you off guard when you least expected it. He’d always find some excuse to lean over your shoulder while you were reading or reviewing documents, his breath warm against your ear as he pointed out something in the text. “You missed a spot,” he’d murmur, knowing full well that you hadn’t.

His words weren’t the issue—it was the closeness, the sudden proximity that left you stammering. He’d always move away before you could form a coherent reply, leaving you blinking and embarrassed as he returned to his desk, the faintest glimmer of amusement on his otherwise serious face. There was something undeniably satisfying to him about the way you’d blush, the way your composure crumbled so easily with just a word or a glance.

˖ ࣪ . ࿐♡˚. Elrohir

Elrohir had an easygoing charm that made it impossible to stay calm around him. He’d casually drape an arm around your shoulder as though it were the most natural thing in the world, pulling you close without any warning. The act itself wasn’t dramatic, but it was the way he’d grin down at you, entirely aware of how flustered it made you, that sent your heart racing.

He knew how to push your buttons—whether it was sitting a little too close, brushing his hand against yours, or teasing you with playful comments that left your face burning. When you tried to brush it off or roll your eyes, he’d only laugh, thoroughly amused by your reactions. He thrived on the tension, enjoying the way you squirmed under his teasing attention.

˖ ࣪ . ࿐♡˚. Elladan

Elladan wasn’t as subtle as his brother, but that didn’t make him any less skilled at making you blush. He’d purposely interrupt you during the most mundane moments, pulling you into a sudden embrace, playfully spinning you around when no one was looking or pulling you onto his lap when you wanted to sit.

His actions always left you at a loss for words. He’d compliment you out of nowhere, his tone so sincere and his gaze so intense that you couldn’t help but blush under the weight of it. And when you tried to respond, fumbling with your words, he’d just laugh, clearly enjoying how easily he could make you lose your cool.

˖ ࣪ . ࿐♡˚. Thingol

Thingol was subtle in his approach, but his regal demeanour made every glance and gesture more intense. He enjoyed making you flustered during council meetings or formal gatherings, catching your gaze with a lingering look from across the room, his eyes gleaming with amusement. When he spoke to you, his voice was always low and velvety, forcing you to lean in just to hear him, which only made your heart beat faster.

He had a way of standing too close without it being obvious, his presence overwhelming as you tried to maintain your composure. It was in the way his fingers brushed yours when handing you a scroll or the way he’d let his gaze linger a moment too long—leaving you flustered and trying to recover while he carried on with his usual grace.

˖ ࣪ . ࿐♡˚. Beleg

Beleg had a playful side, and he loved to make you flustered during training or casual moments in the woods. He’d catch you off guard with a sudden tap on the shoulder or an unexpected, playful nudge while walking side by side. When you trained together, he’d close the distance during sparring, moving far too close under the guise of “demonstrating” a move, his smirk betraying his true intent.

You’d try to maintain focus, but the warmth of his body so near always made your mind go blank. He’d laugh when you faltered, knowing exactly what he was doing. He liked to tease, asking if you were distracted or if you needed him to demonstrate again, fully aware of the effect he had on you. His teasing was lighthearted, but it always left you feeling completely off-balance.

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[batsyforyou]

Elrond/Elladan/Elrohir Sleep Headcanons

Pairings: Elrond x reader Elladan x reader Elrohir x reader

Warnings: None 

Author’s Note: Another one for the Blanket Series! I hope you enjoy it!

Lucky for you these elves never saw the light of the two trees therefore you don’t have to worry about being blinded or annoyed by elf light. 

Elrond and his family have such a mixed bloodline

And being part human gives them the ability to sleep with their eyes closed!

I repeat, eyes closed! Which means no creepy staring in the middle of the night. Though because they do share maia and elf blood you do have the off chance of waking up to an open eyed stare. 

Like when you get jumpscared by that chair that carries all your laundry. But instead of a chair it's an elf.

Elrond: 

Elrond isn’t much of a cuddle bug, and usually just sleeps on his back in the middle of the bed like a mummy and the occasional book on his side.

If you want to cuddle up into his side though he’s down for that.

He has horrible nightmares. And when you cuddle up into him he’ll grip your arm in a vice-like grip. Worried that you’ll slip away from him.

He sleep talks. 

Always mumbling something in his sleep. Either telling his children to knock it off or scolding Erestor and Glorfindel.

Though occasionally he’ll break your heart and talk to Maglor and Maedhros asking them all the questions his child self never got to ask. 

You sometimes have to cry yourself to sleep. 

6/10 sleep buddy

Elladan: 

Elladan sleep koala’s you. 

And by that I mean he wraps his entire self around you. Typically you can’t move.

Both Elladan and Elrohir have an insane fear that you’ll be snatched away in the middle of the night. 

So he hates it when you get up to leave him

He tends to snore into your ear though. Thankfully it's not earthquake level snoring, it's just that calming sound you’ve grown accustomed to. 

Like a little louder than necessary asmr video.

Though he tends to run a little hot so you only sleep with a sheet covering you usually.

Honestly without all the blankets, sheets, and comforter on me that’d freak me out. It's like opening yourself up to an attack. Like when you stick your foot off the side of the bed. 

Elladan is a 5/10 sleep buddy

Elrohir: 

Elrohir usually sleeps on his side and prefers the left side of the bed by the window.

So you usually cuddle him as the big spoon with him holding your hand and pulling it to his lips for an occasional kiss.

When you get tired and frustrated with it though and just want decent cuddles from him. You'll climb over him. 

He gave you permission though so despite all his grunts and groans from your potential smack downs and kicks. He just wraps an arm around you and pulls you closer. 

Most of the time you’ll just snuggle into his chest. Under the blankets and listening to his heartbeat.

He runs at the perfect temperature. 

And other than you climbing over him sleeps pretty deeply.

Elrohir doesn’t really snore but his breathing sure is audible.  

Overall Elrohir is a 8/10 sleep bubby. 

Masterlist

[clovenly]

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍 ; their favourite thing about you ── elves, men, dwarves and hobbits!

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒: ᵃʳᵃᵍᵒʳⁿ, ᵃʳʷᵉⁿ, ᵇᵃʳᵈ, ᵇᶦˡᵇᵒ, ᵇᵒʳᵒᵐᶦʳ, ᵈʷᵃˡᶦⁿ, ᵉˡˡᵃᵈᵃⁿ, ᵉˡʳᵒʰᶦʳ, ᵉˡʳᵒⁿᵈ, ᵉᵒᵐᵉʳ, ᵉᵒʷʸⁿ, ᵉʳᵉˢᵗᵒʳ, ᶠᵃʳᵃᵐᶦʳ, ᶠᶦˡᶦ, ᶠʳᵒᵈᵒ, ᵍᵃˡᵃᵈʳᶦᵉˡ, ᵍᶦᵐˡᶦ, ᵍˡᵒʳᶠᶦⁿᵈᵉˡ, ʰᵃˡᵈᶦʳ, ᵏᶦˡᶦ, ˡᵉᵍᵒˡᵃˢ, ˡᶦⁿᵈᶦʳ, ᵐᵉʳʳʸ, ᵖᶦᵖᵖᶦⁿ, ˢᵃᵐ, ᵗᵃᵘʳᶦᵉˡ, ᵗʰᵒʳᶦⁿ, ᵗʰʳᵃⁿᵈᵘᶦˡ

[ YOUR SMILE ] it's infectious ── the laughter that spills from your lips and the sweet, carefree smile that follows; they can't stop themselves from smiling too. a smile, to them, symbolises that you're safe, that you're happy, and they could wish for no more than that.

arwen, boromir, elladan, eomer, erestor, lindir, sam tauriel, thranduil

[ YOUR HEART ] sweet and doting, your generosity is charming ── they've seen you give others extra portions of food when you think nobody is watching, given up your blankets despite shivering yourself: it makes them a little flustered to see how much you care for others ( if only you'd dote on them too ).

aragorn, bard, bilbo, elrond, eowyn, faramir, frodo, galadriel, haldir, legolas, thorin

[ YOUR HUMOUR ] your unyielding ability to find humour in even the bleakest moments is charming ── where there is laughter, there is hope, and they've come to find your ability to make them laugh a great comfort.

dwalin, elrohir, gimli, glorfindel, kili, merry, pippin

[sugarfreeballoon]

Unrequited

-Elrond x fem!reader, Elladan x fem!reader (choose your own adventure type-thing): ANGST and FLUFF (4k+ words, it's long) -About: Your unrequited love for the Lord of Imladris made your heart break to the point you thought you would be better off leaving. But leaving made you miss the place and people you called home...and made someone else miss you. -Warnings: mentions of su*cide and self-harm (brief and not descriptive), brief mention of physical violence (reader recalls being robbed), reader has depression but is working to get better -A/N: I don't own Tolkien's characters. This fic was cathartic to write as someone with depression.

Sinister minds had come up with lesser evils: you were sure of it. As you balanced the bowl of water between the door and the frame, you could hear the footsteps getting closer. Quickly climbing down from the chair, you pushed it back behind his desk and waited nervously for your plan to play out. The famed Lord of Imladris, and secret love of your life, walked right through the door and into your trap, water soaking him before the bowl crashed down and bonked him. Wiping the water from his eyes, he gave you a disappointed look. “So that’s what you’ve been doing with your free time.”

You beamed, thrilled your plan had worked, and clapped at your own success. “It was a good trick, wasn’t it? Elladan pulled it on me when I first came here.”

He failed to share your whole enthusiasm, opting for a slight smirk. “I hope you didn’t walk all the way from your home on the other side of Imladris to prank me.”

You shook your head. “No, it was a last-minute addition. I came here to tell you I’m leaving in two weeks.” There, the words were out there. You’d said them. There was no taking them back. All you had to do now was not cry about it. The abruptness took away your chance to procrastinate telling him.

He looked surprised. “To go where? You haven’t left the valley since you first came to me. Are you in need of a vacation of sorts after being here for so long? Restlessness has been your friend, as of late.”

Toying with a weird statuette on his desk, you sniffled and rubbed your nose. “I’m not really sure where I’m going. I’m heading east, and that’s all I know.”

“Who are you taking with you on this excursion?”

You paused. “No one.”

“No one? You think that’s safe?”

“Well, the thing is…” You trailed off, turning away and looking out the window. It was supposed to be easy to say goodbye, considering he didn’t share your deep affection. An unrequited love should be no issue, as you’d dealt with it once before. And yet, here you were, struggling not to cry.

“What is troubling you that you would ride unaccompanied into danger?” Elrond crossed over to his desk. “Surely you understand the risks. I’d like you to come back to us alive.”

“I’m not coming back,” you said, turning to him and allowing the tears to flow freely. “I’ve made so much progress. There are others who now need your healing hands and words more. You should be tending to them and stop wasting your time—”

“You have never been a waste of my time.” His tone was soft, but stern. Twisted with concern, his expression instilled a moment of hope in your soul. Perhaps he wanted you to stay and would confess his feelings to you. It was a moment you’d daydreamed about for quite some time now. Maybe it would happen in one of the gardens or in this very study. He would come to you and take your hands, saying the words you’d been longing to hear said with sincerity your whole life. The emptiness those three little words usually carried was draining. Your parents had said them your whole life before telling you to leave home because your depression was too much for them. It had destroyed your confidence and love for yourself. You wanted someone to say “I love you” for real. You wanted to be with Elrond. You wanted your dreams to come true.

That was all this was, though: a dream. You pushed the hope away. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to sound like that. All I meant was that I’m feeling much better and more confident. I don’t think about ending my life or hurting myself anymore. The resources this place provides have helped me immensely, and I want other people to be healed in the same way. I’m well, so I no longer need to stay.” You forced a smile. “Don’t worry, though. I’ll be sure to write and tell you how well I’m doing.”

“Y/N, I cannot approve of this.”

“I’m not asking you to. I’m just giving you a head’s up. Two weeks to the day. It’s time I started doing things for myself.” You bowed respectfully before heading for the door. “I have to do this by myself,” you whispered under your breath, “for myself.”

**

Two weeks passed a lot faster than you’d thought they would. A few times, you’d nearly taken back your decision to leave because the parting process was so difficult. Elladan and Elrohir came daily to try and talk you out of it, and Elrond insisted you still attend your weekly checkups. But the last time you went to see him, Elrond had seemed calm and accepting of your decision. You took it as a sign that you’d made the right decision. As much as you wanted to hold on and keep trying to get him to love you, you worried he would dismiss it as a mere fantasy or think that you only loved him because he’d helped you through a difficult time. It was more than that, of course, but you didn’t imagine he would believe you. Now, here you were, packing up the last of your things. Sighing, you slung the bag over your shoulder and headed for the door, only to find Elladan in the doorway. He crossed his arms. “Father says I’m to take you to Lothlorien. You’ll be able to start a new life there. He's already spoken to Lady Galadriel about it.”

You raised your eyebrows. “He just decided that for me?”

“I don’t know what you think it’s going to be like out there, but—”

“I’m not under any false assumptions that the journey will be easy or danger-less, but I think I’ll decide my own destination, thank you. Lothlorien’s too close to here.”

It was Elladan’s turn to raise his eyebrows. “What? Too close? First of all, it’s not close at all. The journey will be long and perilous. I don’t know how far you thought you would get—”

“Gondor. I plan to go to Gondor.”

“Gondor?! Do you have any idea—”

“I’ve got a very good idea, thank you. I’ve been planning this trip for half a year.”

“Half a year?!”

“Are you just going to repeat everything I say in a raised voice?”

Elladan uncrossed his arms. “Gondor will not be able to provide you with the same stability Lothlorien will. I don’t know why you want to get away from this place, especially when you confessed to me a few days ago that you would miss it, but going to Gondor will be an irreversible course. There will be no one to bring you back when you get homesick.”

“Homesick?!”

“Now who’s repeating who.”

You shook your head. “I’m not going to get homesick. This isn’t my home.”

Elladan laughed coldly. “It’s been your home for five years, Y/N. You’ve thrived ever since you came here. I know why you’re leaving, but if you think putting a maximum amount of distance between yourself and my father will help you get over your feelings, you’re wrong. It will tear you apart.” He sighed. “Just let me take you to Lothlorien. If you get over him, at least you’ll be set up in a place you can continue to heal. If not, you’ll have support. They could have someone bring you back or send for me to come get you.”

You wiped the tears from your eyes. “I…I don’t…if you know, does he?”

“Of course he knows.”

Embarrassment and sadness flared in your face and heart. He wanted you to leave. That was why he was letting you go. You gasped from the sheer force of pain gnawing at your heart. Tears streamed down your cheeks and a couple of sobs shook your body. Elladan helped you take off your bag and sit down. Sobbing into your hands for what seemed like hours, you tried to push all the pain out of your body. All the while, Elladan sat with you, saying nothing, but waiting calmly for you to finish, a hand rubbing your back.

After a while, you stopped crying, wiping your face and blowing your nose. “I’m so sorry about that, Elladan. I’m ready to go to Lothlorien now.”

**

You only wrote two letters to Imladris after arriving in Lothlorien. One you wrote to Elrond, but the other you wrote to Elladan. They said basically the same thing: you were doing well and found the change of scenery to be just what you needed. However, in Elladan’s letter, you also wrote that you were definitely over your one-sided love and to subtly relay that message to his father. It was too embarrassing for you to do yourself. You cried for hours after writing both of those letters, homesick for a place you refused to return to and missing people you loved so much that it hurt. Both of them responded, thankful for your letter and wishing you well, with Elladan restating he was fully prepared to come and get you if need be. For some reason, however, you felt an odd sense of closure getting the letters, as if the whole five years you spent there were a box you’d finally managed to seal shut. It had been the happiest time of your life, but you were strangely at peace with it being over.

Galadriel was kind to you and through her own means lifted your spirits. Your grief was strong within you but able to be contained. After a month, you had stopped sobbing yourself to sleep, and after two, you were able to fool most of the elves around you into thinking you were happy. You knew the Lady had her suspicions, but she couldn’t deny that you forcing your own good attitude wasn’t helping somewhat. In truth, you’d started planning for your departure from Lothlorien only two days after your arrival. You couldn’t stay here. It reminded you of Elrond way too much, and you missed the warmth and cheer his sons had provided, especially Elladan. All three had been essential to your recovery, but there was no turning back now, not without humiliating yourself. Pulling yourself up by your own bootstraps was the only way to make it now. Reliance on anyone else was a mistake. Your misery was overwhelming but known only to you. You came to realize it wasn’t closure you felt; it was doom.

You waited for a festival day to depart. When everyone else was busy, you made your way through the trees to embrace whatever your fate would be. In your mind, you hoped for a glorious entry into Gondor, but knew it was more likely that you’d suffer a gruesome death. However, you’d ceased to care. Briefly, you came across the Marchwarden and his men, and spent nearly an hour convincing them to let you leave. You only received his blessing after lying that you were on your way back to Imladris, and that Elladan was already on his way to meet you. You almost wished it were true for a second, but your destiny/doom overcame you. With a final farewell, you left the forest behind for the world beyond.

**

Four weeks ago, you’d made it to a small village just beyond Rohan’s northernmost border. You knew you couldn’t travel any further without dying of hunger, thirst, and/or exhaustion. How you’d managed to avoid being killed or eaten you attributed to a stroke of dumb luck. You’d meant for the stop to be brief, but a lack of the comfort you’d been afforded in Imladris and Lothlorien made you feel more hopeless than ever before. You managed to secure a job washing sheets and towels for a large inn, but the menial work brought you no joy, just coins. You slept outside in an alley as of recently, wrapped in an old sheet, unable to afford an inn room anymore. Woefully under-prepared for how difficult the journey would be, you’d sold most of your belongings two weeks ago for food and shelter money. You’d gone from feeling comfortable to having nothing. Cursing yourself for being stupid and not trying to get over your crush while in Imladris didn’t make you feel stronger or better. Your mind was starting to turn on you again. You’d fought for so long and been so successful, but all it had taken was one little hardship and you fell apart all over again. It was impossible to be kind to yourself now. You didn’t deserve it.

Covering in dirt and grime, only your hands and arms were washed regularly, as you needed them to be clean to handle the sheets. Last week, just when you had enough money again for a room at the inn, you were beaten and robbed by street thieves. The eye that had been swollen shut had just opened again today, the swelling almost gone. All of the bruises and cuts remained, but you fit it with everyone else in that regard. As you soaked another sheet for washing, you looked up at the darkened sky and hoped the rain would hold off a little longer until you were done. The last thing you wanted to do was work into the night, out in the open with no shadows to hide in when the lurking figures began walking the streets.

One of the townspeople rushed past your workstation, shouting to someone who’d already walked by. “Is it true? They usually don’t pass through this town.” More people began to move along past you, with a crowd starting to form. They were all muttering to one another, saying things like, “Is it true?” and “What could they be here for?” You couldn’t figure out what they were all trying to see, but you knew it was nothing to you. Getting paid for your work was the most important thing now. Novelties and new folks were no longer interesting.

“An elf army?” One woman cried in surprise, turning to the man behind her. “Is that what everyone’s in an uproar about?” Now that caught your interest. Eyes wide, you stood up, trying to scan the crowd for signs of an entire army of elves. “We see a stray one here and there,” the man remarked, “but never this many.” Unfortunately, the sheer volume of people clogging every street and alley made it impossible to see what everyone was looking at. People were pushing past you, some rather violently. You quickly stepped aside to avoid being run over. After all, it could be any elf army, and it’s not as though Lothlorien would have sent an army after you.

“It’s not an army,” someone said. “I saw them from my window. There’s only about twenty or so.”

“Y/N!” Elrohir’s voice carried across the noise. “Y/N!”

Your inhaled breath caught in your throat, tears immediately springing to your eyes. Unable to believe what you heard, you remained silent, trying to come up with a reason why he would be calling out to you. Did he mean to bring you back with him? Had he come to rescue you from the hopeless situation you’d gotten yourself in? How had he even known you’d be here?

“Y/N!” His call was louder this time, closer. It was really him.

You climbed on top of an overturned wash bin. “ELROHIR!” “Y/N!” This voice didn’t belong to Elrohir. It was deeper and filled with emotion. It was a cry of fear and relief at the same time. The crowd began to move, with people stepping aside for someone pushing through. You stepped off the wash bin and held your breath.

It was Elrond.

It was Elladan.

[animatorweirdo]

The elves of Imladris as horses

Requested by Anon

Hi! Can I request a Imladris elves Horse AU? I love your horse AU :) congrats on the 500 followers!

(I left Glorfindel out since he already has a headcanon. He does get mentioned though. Hope you like it!)

Warnings: some horses being mischievous, Erestor is a grump, some spooky mystical things happening, some falling, biting, wandering off, and mentions of disappearances.

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- You loved horses when you were young. Those creatures always looked majestic and something out of fairy tales. 

- You would never miss a riding class with your favorite pony and sometimes nagged your parents to let you ride a horse. They didn't since you were too small and young to sit on a full-grown horse. They only allowed it when they were the ones riding the horse, and you would sit in front and shriek in delight when they started galloping. 

- You were so obsessed with horses that you sometimes wandered in forests, trying to find a mythical horse. It always made your family freak out and scold you not to go alone in the woods. 

- You even remember being jealous of your older sibling when they got their own horse. 

- But as time passed and you reached your teens, you began to outgrow your horse fantasies and found other interests. Owning a horse and taking classes was quite costly, so you sought something cheaper and an easier career path. 

- Your family was quite involved with horses, and most of your older relatives have been horse riders, so it was nearly a traditional thing. However, your family respected your life choices and did not try forcing you to become a horse rider as well. 

- Imladris was a famous horse stable where you had spent most of your childhood with your older sibling. You knew the owner and were familiar with most of the horses that lived there. 

- It was a lovely place located near mountains and rivers. The forest paths were filled with wildlife and were commonly known for the nightingales that lived there. Riding there felt like the whole forest was singing. It also felt like a home to the riders as to the horses. It is a wondrous place. 

- One day, when you were visiting your family. Your older sibling asked you to watch their horse and a couple of others since they were so thin on caretakers and they desperately needed to attend other things in their lives. 

- You were on vacation from your current career path, so you agreed.

- Your older sibling was grateful, and since you were familiar with most things you needed to do while caring for the horses. They simply introduced you to the necessary tasks and the other horses that were going to be in your care. 

- Elrond, Celebrian, Elladan, Elrohir, Arwen, Erestor and Lindir. 

- You knew Elrond since he was your sibling’s horse. You simply adore him. You knew Celebrian since she lived in the same stable, and from what you heard, she and Elrond were technically married. You haven’t met their kids but heard how beautiful they are. The twins are named Elladan and Elrohir, and the daughter is Arwen. You also knew Erestor and that he was a crump. Lindir was someone new to you.

- And with all things settled. You stayed at your family’s house, and your sibling was off to the cruel world of jobs and schools. 

Elrond

- Elrond was a beautiful dark brown stallion with a star mark over his forehead. You had heard it was a common trait from his family tree. He was the infamous mare’s Luthien’s great-grandson and even had a twin who lived in another stable named Elros. 

- Elrond is a lovable horse, perhaps one of the most gentle horses in the whole existence. He was happy to see you when you showed up at the stable. He gave you a cheerful neigh as a greeting, and it only made you smile as you petted him and gave him a treat. 

- It was like you two were old friends, and it was true in a way. 

- Elrond was an experienced dressage horse and has done show jumping in the past. Most of the time now, he’s used during riding classes for new young riders to help them get experience, and he’s very gentle with them. 

- He’s pretty much everyone’s favorite horse. 

- He was gentle with you too when you rode him for the first time. You felt nervous since you hadn’t ridden in a long time, but he was patient and always stopped when you had trouble adjusting your position or the stirrups. 

- He’s just so patient, and thanks to him, you gained some experience in riding and became more confident. You finally understood why the younger riders would want to ride him first than any other horse. 

- He was easy to clean and seemed to be okay with everything.  You thought there was at least one thing he didn’t like, but no. He didn’t even mind getting washed with water than most horses who would either hate it or be scared of it. On the contrary, he seemed to enjoy taking baths. 

- There was one thing he didn’t like – the riding crop.  He would walk away from the sight, which felt a bit strange since your sibling had used a crop in the past till you heard he had some rowdy kids who used the crop violently during classes. He then began disliking it and refused to come out of the pasture or his stall if he saw a crop. 

- It was understandable, so you ensured to never bring a crop when it was time for an exercise or a riding session. 

- One adorable thing about him was how he would act around Celebrian. The two would always hang out in the pasture and care for each other. The two were like a married couple.  You heard there was once an incident where Celebrian was supposed to move away to another stable but the two caused a fuss and refused to separate from each other, so Celebrian’s owner had to relent and allow Celebrian to stay at Imladris to be with Elrond. 

- It sounded like a deep romance drama and you were happy the two were allowed to stay together. 

+ 100 / 10 Elrond is a sweetheart. If ‘kind as a summer’ was a horse– he would be it. He doesn’t cause any trouble, and he’s sometimes helpful when you are dealing with his kids. There was nothing negative you could say about him, especially considering that you've known him for most of your life.

Celebrian

- A beautiful white mare with slight silver in her mane. Elrond’s wife and a very adventurous horse. 

- You have known Celebrian nearly as long as you have known Elrond. She's affectionate and has an adventurous personality; she enjoys wandering far in her pasture and the woods during rides.

- She’s also the twins and Arwen’s mother. 

- You have heard her mother was Galadriel, one of the most beautiful horses from Finarfin’s family tree. This was intriguing since it meant that two horses from well-known family trees came together and produced three lovely foals. 

- However, unlike Elrond, Celebrian was troublesome in a way. 

- She can sometimes be a little airhead and wander off for long periods. You would either need a search party or Elrond to call her back whenever she goes missing. 

- She likes to play a lot on the dirty grounds, so keeping her clean was a workout. 

- Sometimes, she likes to tease you during exercises and classes, especially when you are on her back, just to get a reaction out of you. You don’t like it, but at least you learned how to grow stronger nerves and confidence with troublesome horses. She was technically level 2 after Elrond. 

- She enjoys forest runs and tends to be a bit dramatic when it comes to work.

- However, she’s soft toward Elrond and would not leave him alone, and she’s very stern with her kids even if they are already grown young horses. 

+ 10/10 You like her even if she constantly teases you and gets dirty most of the time. You would appreciate it if she would stop wandering off so much. It’s a real trouble to get her back.

Elladan and Elrohir

- Elladan and Elrohir are two dark horses with brown tones in their mane. They share the same forehead star marking and are one of the rare pairs of twin horses. 

- It is a bit surprising since Elrond has a twin too, and there was another pair of twin horses from his family tree. Three generations of twin horses. What are the odds? 

- The two are energetic and nearly as troublesome as their mother as they seemed to take it to themselves to test your nerves as well. 

- They have a tendency to steal brushes and equipment, and sometimes they steal food from the storage. And they always grin at you after you catch them in their criminal act. 

- They like to play with the hose when they are in the pasture and you are trying to refill their water trough. It would get messy, and you would always get wet from all the water they throw around. 

- They are not your favorites, and you nearly lose your patience with them every time they are on to their mischief. They sometimes earn a laugh or two from you from their antics. And you think it had become a challenge for them to make you laugh since they would grin after making you laugh. 

- You are so glad they never do anything damaging. 

- Luckily, they take riding and shows seriously. Elladan specialized in dressage, while Elrohir excelled in show jumping. Sometimes, they even rode together in shows.

- They are pretty tame toward their riders and even the youngest who want to ride them. However, due to their mischievous nature toward you, you do not dare to ride them and let them usually run around together on the field, sometimes making them jump. 

- You were not going to risk it with their shenanigans. 

7 / 10 You find their antics sometimes funny, but they make you mistrust them. You do not like how they get messy and cause you a headache most of the time. 

Arwen

- A beautiful black mare with a similar forehead star like her brothers and father. 

- Arwen is a friendly horse. She’s sweet toward you and anyone she meets, but she has taken after her mother and gained a habit of wandering off into the woods and going missing for some time. Luckily, she comes back before nightfall, so she doesn’t cause you a total heart attack as her mother does most of the time. 

- It seems that Celebrian’s wandering trait is going to be a recurring thing. 

- Strangely, you had noticed that Arwen’s urge to wander into the woods was much stronger than with Celebrian. It might have been a family thing since you had heard Luthien and Elrond’s mother, Elwing, had a strong tendency to get lost in the woods too, so it might not be Celebrian’s trait that was kicking in Arwen.

- It could have also been related to the incident with Luthien’s father, Thingol, and the mystery mare that was never found after he was finally found alone in the woods with his newborn foal. 

- You remembered reading about it in the newspapers; it was still a mystery with no logical answers. People assumed it was a wild mare, but Thingol’s owner once claimed strange things began happening around Luthien when she lived under their care as a foal. If the owner of Luthien's father could assert that something was not right, then there was no way the mare could have been just an ordinary wild horse. 

- Whatever it was, it was a thing of the past. You just have to keep a watchful eye on Arwen, and things will be fine. 

- You two got along well. Arwen was used in riding classes, and the youngsters adored her, but sometimes she was used in vaulting, and you always found it fascinating to watch as her rider and other beginners did complex tricks on her back. You would never dare to do anything like that, especially the flips. 

- You have heard she had won several horse shows, and she was considered just as beautiful as Luthien, and the two are nearly a look alike. 

- Arwen enjoys it when you bring her on rides through the forest, especially with her family. These riding trips often lead to funny mishaps, such as taking a dip in the river or racing beneath the trees.

- However, you sometimes get an odd sensation of being watched when riding through the forests. It was a spooky feeling, and you do not know why, but sometimes, you think you can see a horse wandering behind the trees or hear its voice. Yet, when you investigate, you find nothing – it's as if you've seen a ghost.

- You shared your experience with Arwen's owner, and they revealed that they had similar incidents in the past. The owners of Elwing and Luthien had also mentioned feeling watched and followed in the woods in the news, hearing what sounded like a wild horse but never finding anything.

- It was so strange that you nearly believed Elrond’s family line was haunted or something. Arwen’s owner commented that perhaps it was the mystery mare watching over her descendants, but that was a too far-fetched theory for you to believe. However… you were never sure.  

- One salvation for her constant wandering arrived in the form of a stallion. You noticed Arwen had taken a strong liking toward a stallion named Aragorn. He’s a friendly horse with some past as a guard horse and came to Imladris for retirement, or so you heard.

- Arwen seemed pretty determined to get his attention, neighing, and Aragorn seemed to return the new feelings, and it was like a romance drama upholding behold you. Even though Aragorn sometimes seemed pretty shy around her. 

+7/10 She’s a headache on her own, but at least not a bad one like her brothers. Watching her unfolding romance drama is hilarious. 

Erestor

- The grumpy old stallion with a dark coat and white socks. He was the definition of being an old man in a horse body. He was a very beautiful horse, but his personality was something to work with. 

- He doesn’t give you trouble when it's time to go to the pastures or do his exercises, but he does seem to like to look at you and silently judge you. 

- He’s sometimes picky with the food and brushing, and if you end up on the wrong spot, he might give you the back ears and threaten to bite you. He doesn’t bite but takes a rough nibble, which does feel uncomfortable. But he does bite when you try to give him a bath though. 

- You first thought he hated you for some reason then his owner told you that’s just his personality. 

- They gave you a hint that if you put an online book with a narrator on for him to listen to, he will remain calm and focus on the story while you clean him even during bath times. It was odd when you first tried it but loved it when it worked. Surprisingly, even you got into it and found something you liked with Erestor. 

- Before brushing time, you would check on your phone and ask Erestor what he would like to listen to and he would give you a snort of the book he would like to listen to. 

- It turns out Erestor can be sweet and agreeable when you share a common interest. 

- Erestor has experience in show jumping and cross-country jumping. He was surprisingly calm when you decided to ride him. He didn’t scare anything or try to bite your feet. 

- He seems to like taking rides through the forests with other horses. But he will refuse to cross any river unless there is a bridge. You don’t even think he’s afraid of it, he just hates it. 

- He is sometimes pretty snappy toward other horses, especially toward one golden-colored horse that once came to visit. Glorfindel was his name you think. He’s pretty rough toward the twins, but Elrond and Celebrian he seems to respect. 

-8/10 he’s not so bad once you manage to get past his moody side. Doesn’t cause trouble and you like riding him. Bath time with him is awful thought. 

Lindir 

- Lindir is a soft chestnut-colored stallion with darker tones on his mane. He was new to the stable, so you didn’t know much about him. You only knew he was older than Elrond’s kids but younger than Elrond, Celebrian, and Erestor. 

- He was timid and reluctant to approach you when you started caring for him. 

- It was a challenge, but you quickly learned how his moods changed over things. First, he hated getting dirt on his coat, so keeping him clean was relatively easy, except when it was time to wash him after riding sessions. He hated water and made it difficult for you to get the sweat and dirt off his back. He was literally worse than Erestor when it came to bath time. 

- He was also picky about the food he ate. He had no problem eating grass and fruits when they were available, but when it came to feeding him any concentrates or minerals – there were suddenly several problems. 

- He would refuse to eat if there were too many pellets. He would kick the bucket away if there’s too little of a certain mineral. And he will not even touch the bucket if it's moisturized with water— even if it is good for him. 

- You had to contact his owner for details on the food after he refused to eat the food you prepared for three days straight. 

- His owner explained that he was quite strict about sticking to old routines and asked you to give him a couple of days to adjust to new things. He would eventually start eating different foods and become more lenient with you.

- His owner also told you to play music on your phone, and he will remain calm during washing times. 

- You nearly didn’t believe them till you played some classical music on your phone and watched how calm Lindir turned. 

- He was probably a musician in his past life since he focused on listening while you brushed and washed him. He would step away a couple of times but didn’t try running away like usual. 

- After that, you made sure to play music whenever it was time to clean him. 

- After some days passed, you managed to get past Lindir’s timidness and learned he was pretty affectionate. He got used to other horses and would sometimes bring you flowers and sticks he would find from the pasture.

- He mostly had been on horse shows and wasn’t experienced much in riding. 

- He was training to be another dressage horse, and his owner hoped he would get used to children and younger riders in riding classes, but after several incidents with children— he was pulled out from the list of horses for youngsters. 

- He grew to dislike children and younger riders, especially after being handled by a few rowdy ones. He would refuse unless there’s an adult to walk beside the kid. 

- Lindir also had a peculiar dislike toward ponies. 

- You are not entirely sure why, but he has a tendency to avoid them. It could be because the ponies can sometimes be rowdy and wild, but it still remained a mystery. 

- He does not have a problem with you riding him, but he sometimes gets easily startled, and you fall from his back. 

- You never fall badly or in a way where you injure yourself, but Lindir would feel bad and brood about it for a whole day. It would take his favorite treats, pets, and words of assurance for him to get back to his usual self. 

- He is a one peculiar horse. 

+8 / 10 He's pretty okay. Washing him is not a funny job, but he's not as difficult as Erestor or the twins. You enjoy listening to music with him, but he sometimes has a picky collection.

[lovefairymina]

Elladan, my honey , my snookie pookie , my starshine , love of my life , apple of my eye , hero to my story , lucky charm , honey bunny , poptart and significant annoyance ...would you like to have a tea break with me ?

“If you call me those names during our tea date, I most definitely will have tea with you all the time,” he mused softly, corner of his lips upturned and eyes sparkling with the radiant of a thousand suns.

[entishramblings]

time to light your pipe of longbottom leaf because I have found Aragorn in his 20’s…

I can see him dirty and covered in grim as he hunts with Elrohir and Elladan. I can see him young and fresh running with the rangers, eager to see the world. I can see him scraped up and bleeding, returning to the house of Elrond, with smirks and grins as he flirts with Arwen. I can see him.

now, excuse me, as I promptly shriek as if I found a nazgûl in my bathtub.

[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

[soralinklokidottirofmirkwood]

Napping siblings: Thranduil x baby reader x Legolas.

Age: 6 months. Thranduil is looking for his young son and infant daughter until he found them in his daughter’s room fast asleep and the next morning he, Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir found them asleep again.

Thranduil had just gotten out of a meeting with his butler Galion and a few of his guards.

As they walked down the palace corridor Thranduil noticed that it was quite, to quite for his liking! Because his 8 year old son Legolas and 6 month old infant daughter Y/N are usually causing mayhem and panic in these halls, but his two little children were nowhere in the halls making him panic and ask around the palace as he knew there was trouble when things were to quiet until he was in front of the guards guarding the throne room “do you two know where my children are?” He asked the guards feeling his heart beating so fast as if he was running from orcs “Last I heard they were playing in the princess’s room.” One of the guards answered making Thranduil dash there feeling his parental instincts kicking.

When the king was in front of his daughters nursery he slowly opened the door and peaked his head in to see that the room was empty aside from some toys on the ground but he saw a body in the crib, thinking it was his little girl he slowly walked up to it to check on her but what he saw made his heart almost burst from his chest, there was his son and daughter fast asleep in the crib.

Legolas had an arm over Y/N’s tiny frame protectively with Y/N’s tiny hands clutching to his tunic, smiling Thranduil let out a tiny chuckle “You two almost gave me a heart attack this afternoon.” he whispered gently until his son let out a yawn and stretched until his hands and head hit the board of the crib then he looked up at his father “Oh good afternoon Ada.” The young prince said until he realized where he was making him blush “How much did you see?” He asked making his father smirk “only a lot of it.” The king said until Y/N’s eyes opened while she let out a gentle squeak then it turn into a happy squeal when she saw her father “Did you enjoyed your nap princess?” Thranduil asked picking up the 6 month old elfling while Legolas managed to get out of the crib by himself “How did you get in there anyways little leaf?” Thranduil asked “I just climbed in.” Legolas answered still recovering from his embarrassment as he stretched a bit to get some feeling back in his sleeping limps.

The next day:

Thranduil was up at 6:00 so he could greet lord Elrond and his sons.

When he and some guards walked out of the palace he saw that the bridge was wet “It did rain last night! And it was thundering a lot too.” The king said to a guard until he saw the lord of Rivendell with his twin son’s walking up the bridge with some guards “greetings Elrond.” Thranduil greeted Elrond who smiled “Hello Thranduil.” Elrond greeted back to his old friend who is the cousin of his Father-in-law “Where are Y/N and Legolas?” Elladan asked not seeing the two elflings “They are probably still asleep.” Thranduil said walking them in “I’ll get Legolas.” The king said as they made their way to the sleeping quarters “Legolas time to wake up.” Thranduil said knocking on the door but he didn’t get an answer “Legolas?” He asked but he still didn’t get an answer so the king slowly peeked his head in but he didn’t see his son “He must be up already.” He said walking to his sons bathing chambers “Legolas! Elladan and Elrohir are here.” He said knocking on the door but didn’t hear a reply “Legolas?” He asked slowly opening the door to see the bathing chamber empty with the clothes Legolas worn yesterday being in the laundry basket “I know exactly where he is.” Thranduil said exiting Legolas’s room with the Rivendell family towards Y/N’s room, he puts a finger to his lips telling them to be quiet as he slowly opens the door.

As they walked in and towards the even younger elflings crib Thranduil has his hands on his hips and lightly chuckles, Elrond is smiling at the sight before him and the twins couldn’t help but snicker at the sight because Legolas was asleep in the crib with Y/N in the same positions as yesterday only they were now in their Pajamas.

Upon hearing the snickering Legolas opens his eyes to see his father with Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir all with amused faces “Um, it was thundering last night and Y/N was crying.” He said as Elladan took him out of the crib while Thranduil took Y/N who had just woken up.

After getting ready for the day and breakfast Legolas went with the twins to train but Y/N had to stay with their father and Elrond in their father’s study since she’s way to young to train.

At the study Thranduil was telling Elrond on what he saw yesterday “Legolas is a great big brother.” Elrond said patting Y/N’s head while She sat on her father’s lap eating a cookie “We… Wegowas.” Said a tiny voice making the ancient elves freeze “What?” Thranduil asked lifting Y/N up “Weg Go Was. Wegowas!” The infant elf spoke making the two adult elves eyes spark “She said her first word! Even though it’s not Ada, but it’s her first word.” Thranduil said tossing his daughter up making her squeal “Ada.” She said making Thranduil tear up “Oh I bet your mother is howling with laughter in her grave.” Thranduil said rubbing noses with his daughter who was giggling up a storm as he tickled her tummy making Elrond smile and shake his head remembering his own daughter who is still in Rivendell with her mother.

[rivendell-poet]

*･༓˚✧ ❝𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 (𝐋𝐨𝐭𝐑)❞‧͙⁺˚༓˚✧ « scenarios »

○ Aragorn ○ Legolas ○ Frodo ○ Sam ○ Merry ○ Pippin ○ Boromir ○ Faramir ○ Éowyn ○ Éomer ○ Bard ○ Thranduil ○ Tauriel ○ Lindir ○ Haldir ○ Elladan ○ Elrohir ○

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TWS : References to a dead spouse/parent having a new partner after other parents death (Bard)

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𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐧

✧ You two weren’t sure how to tell the Fellowship, especially when your main problems centred around saving Middle Earth. Surely a relationship was inconsequential?

✧ In the end, it was Merry and Pippin who discovered your relationship by walking in on you kissing.

✧ You didn’t even know they were there until you heard the excited gasps, before Merry eagerly asks if he can tell everyone.

✧ Aragorn and you have talked about this before, but he still checks with you again to make sure you’re absolutely comfortable with it.

✧ The two of you give your agreements to the hobbits (and you still don’t think you’ve ever seen them happier).

✧ One of your highlights comes from Merry running up behind you and saying you and Aragorn are together before he realises who you are.

✧ Sam and Frodo awkwardly come up to you at one point and ask if Merry and Pippin have permission - it’s very sweet to see them blushing and trying to keep eye contact with the two of you.

✧ The rest of the Fellowship briefly acknowledges it, although it’s generally with just a nod to the two of you or a few words.

✧ The only exception is when there's sparring training - in which the men sometimes tease Aragorn for focusing on your match slightly too much.

𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬

✧ You both ask each other who they’re ok with knowing, and both of you agree that with the lists you provide - but you don’t want to publicise it needlessly.

✧ Boromir is the first person you end up telling, after he not so subtly nudges you while you’re (also not subtly) staring at Legolas.

✧ He teases you a bit, but you know it’s in good faith, and when Legolas appears to ask if you’ll join him he instantly pushes you towards him, bidding you to have fun.

✧ On his part, Legolas actually forgets to tell anyone. It isn’t until he’s asking Aragorn about if his date idea is acceptable with mortal customs that Aragorn interrupts him to confirm the two of you are dating.

✧ Legolas stands there for a second, and then he realises he hasn’t told anyone.

✧ Proceeds to go into a long and slightly unnecessary infodump about you, and all of the things he loves about you, and why he’s honoured to be dating you, and-

✧ Aragorn actually doesn’t interrupt, and it’s only when Frodo and Sam come over that Legolas realises just how long he’s been talking.

✧ Word spreads from Frodo and Sam to the rest of the hobbits, and the hobbits make it everyone's business. And soon enough the whole Fellowship knows.

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐨

✧ When Frodo had first talked about you to his friends, everyone wanted to know who the big-folk in the Shire was, they had been able to tell Frodo was a little star-struck.

✧ They’d also been able to tell it hadn’t exactly gone away, even after you’d been meeting for a while.

✧ Eventually Frodo tells them he can’t come to one of their regular meetings, and that same day the Shire reports seeing you and another hobbit go in the direction of the flower fields.

✧ It only takes the next time they see Frodo for Merry to give him a grin, and Pippin to give him a ‘subtle’ jab to the ribs.

✧ Frodo laughs at them, “You were right. They said yes, and it was wonderful.”

✧ The two immediately start cheering, and Sam congratulates him more quietly - although with just as much sincerity.

✧ Bilbo greets it only with a nod, and mutters to Frodo that it certainly took him long enough.

✧ (Pippin attempts a whistle the next time he sees you and Frodo in public. It starts out well, and then he laughs too hard to finish it. Especially when you start laughing while Frodo turns red.)

𝐒𝐚𝐦

✧ They’re the ones that finally convince Sam to ask you out, and they’re all hoping for you and him to work out - it’s just obvious to them that you belong together.

✧ They don’t see him for the entire day he asks you out, except very early in the morning to wish him all luck.

✧ And then they see him the next day.

✧ With the largest grin on his face, from ear to ear. As well as what might be a semi-permanent blush.

✧ The friends look around at each other before realising what that means.

✧ Pippin immediately rushes over to congratulate their good friend, with Merry right behind him.

✧ There’s some teasing but it’s all in good faith - they’re all relieved that you two are together.

✧ Although they tease Sam they’re a lot nicer to you, letting you know they know with smiles and a nod across the room.

✧ Frodo congratulates you on your courting.

𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲

✧ One of the first things he, seriously, asks you is if he can tell his friends.

✧ Your confused as to why he asks, and he explains he doesn’t want to put you in an uncomfortable position - and he’s more than happy for it to be just the two of you if that’s what you want/

✧ You reassure him that you’re fine with Pippin, Sam, and Frodo knowing.

✧ There’s obvious relief and joy on his face - and he grins before pulling you into a hug and thanking you. “Don’t worry, I won’t let Pip be mean.”

✧ The two of you actually see them the same day and Merry immediately runs over to Pippin.

✧ He almost tackles him into a massive hug, a huge grin on his face before glancing back at you with shining eyes.

✧ “They said yes!”

✧ (Although you find Merry’s excitement at telling others the sweetest, you have to admit hearing Pippin woop makes you smile as well.)

𝐏𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧

✧ Everyone in the Fellowship knew that he had a crush on you, because they all had eyes, although it was slightly less known you liked him back.

✧ Merry is the first to realise you’re probably going to end up together because Pippin asks him for a pep talk on the day.

✧ (Which Merry gives, of course.)

✧ The following breakfast he subtly goes up to Pippin and nudges him, to which Pippin gives a faux-wise nod before smiling and whispering ‘thank you’.

✧ Frodo and Sam both know him well enough to realise what’s happened, although they wait until you confirm it to say anything or make any comments.

✧ In the end you’re the one to ask if he wants it spread around, to which he answers of course - he just wasn’t sure if that was something you wanted.

✧ You reassure him that you’re fine with it, and you’d never be ashamed of this relationship.

✧ With your permission, he quickly gets around to telling everyone what’s going on.

✧ Even with every person he tells, the wonder that you’ve chosen him doesn’t diminish in the slightest.

𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐫

✧ You can't help smiling about Boromir asking you if you'll be his partner.

✧ Of course, the next day this does creep out while you're running drills with the rangers.

✧ Even Anborn's frankly terrible warm-ups don't get rid of it, something that is quickly noticed by your comrades. And commented upon.

✧ Not telling them who it is, even when pleading with you to say who's making you smile that widely, just makes them more persistent.

✧ Faramir denies all knowledge when they ask him, although of course he knows about the two of you in.

✧ In the end they take to calling him mystery man.

✧ Two days later all soldiers are together again, and Boromir discreetly buys you a drink and you plan to real later.

✧ As you turn around you can see your troops grinning, one of them mouthing 'mystery man'.

✧ Being the fair second-in-command you are, it only results in one extra lap next meeting.

𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫

✧ He's, understandably, nervous about telling others about your relationship. ✧ Not because he isn't completely committed to you, he'd hang the moon and stars for you, but because he's worried about what people will say. ✧ And not about him - but about you. ✧ Faramir doesn't particularly want to introduce you to his father, so instead he introduces you to his brother. ✧ Boromir recognises you, and is immediately very cheerful and welcoming of you - putting the both of you at ease. ✧ Although he's very supportive, he understands it being kept a secret and promises that it is your relationship to tell. ✧ Faramir also offers to introduce you to his rangers, to which you eagerly agree.

✧ It's in a more casual setting - just a tavern, without the formalities of titles.

✧ The rangers are just as welcoming and supporting of you two, although they tease Faramir more than his brother did. 

𝐄𝐨𝐰𝐲𝐧

✧ Aragorn had been the first person to notice when you two had started to like each other, before either of you had fully figured it out yourselves.

✧ And when you come back from your talk with Éowyn, he can see your blush and the small smile you have - the way you’re almost glowing.

✧ (Although most people with eyes would’ve noticed it too.)

✧ As such you don’t need to tell him, he merely comes up and congratulates you after the fighting is over - saying that you seem right for each other.

✧ Legolas and Gimli are also both with you when you come back from talking, and they realise as well.

✧ The both of them are a lot more vocal in their teasing about it - and you keep from hitting them by telling yourself it’s just Gimli’s way of not freaking out about the Dead.

✧ To be entirely honest your partner, and the teasing that comes with that, is the topic you’d much rather be thinking about.

𝐄𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫

✧ You don’t need to tell Éowyn, of course, as she’s the one who set you up in the first place.

✧ She’s also the one who, when you finally get back from your first date, whistles as Éomer kisses you hand in goodbye and looks entirely too pleased with herself when you both turn red.

✧ Théodred realises on the day Éomer first kisses you, as he too is part of the Rohirrim force that went out - following his cousin’s horse until he sees them jump off.

✧ As soon as he sees you two kiss he looks over to Éowyn for confirmation, who simply grins back.

✧ He congratulates Éomer in private, before asking when you two are going to inform Théoden about it.

✧ After asking his uncle for permission to date you, which Théoden gives freely, you are eventually formally introduced - although he recognises you as Éowyn’s friend.

✧ No-one else is personally informed, although word does get out about a prince of Rohan’s dating, and it becomes common knowledge that you two are courting rather quickly.

✧ For the most part there’s no bother, and the most comments you get are of people telling you how much they wish to be in your place.

𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐝

✧ As much as Bard wants to parade you around the rooftops, walk with your hand in his and give you a small kiss when you’re close together, he does restrain himself.

✧ He wants to be with you, through all of this, but he also understands the importance of waiting and making sure something is real.

✧ The children love you, but he doesn’t yet want the children to know you two are dating.

✧ Bard knows he should probably wait longer than the three month mark, but he still loves you just as much as your first date and you feel the same.

✧ So over dinner he tells the kids that you’re courting, and feels a massive amount of relief when they all express enthusiasm.

✧ After that some friends and family are told, although most people become informed via the rumour mill.

✧ On a slow day, the news of you holding Bard’s hand or him kissing you goodbye becomes good gossip.

𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐢𝐥

✧ It also takes Thranduil a while for him to be honest about your relationship.

✧ And again it certainly isn’t because of his lack of commitment. Because if you needed something done, he would do everything in his power to do it. To make sure you could smile.

✧ He does it because he wants you to be ready for the responsibilities and judgements that, unfortunately, are to come with you being with him.

✧ Judgements that mean nothing to him but that you don’t deserve, and therefore will help prepare you for.

✧ Thranduil will completely go at your pace for if things are moving too fast or too slow, constantly checking in and making sure you’re ok with what’s happening.

✧ Although, if things are going too fast he does generally slow them down. Making sure you’re not feeling pressured, and if there’s anything he can do to help you.

✧ It’s a small gesture in terms of what he could do, but when he sits next to you and looks into your eyes you know he’s sincere.

𝐓𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥

✧ When Tauriel is finally courting you, she just wants to show you off.

✧ To show the world how amazing her partner is - and that the two of you are together.

✧ If you'll let here, she'll happily he attached to you - holding hands, or giving you a quick kiss before you go out on patrol.

✧ Then when she's asked she's happy to confirm it, and try to give the person a list of the best things you've done in the past day.

✧ But if you ask her not too she also understands, and tries not to draw attention it it.

✧ Instead it's whispered in her friends ears with a sparkle in her eyes.

𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐫

✧ Lindir is nervous about telling others, although handles it fairly well.

✧ He asks if you'll allow him to wait a week or so - both to figure out what to say and to make sure you want this relationship.

✧ You reassure him that you will, but that he can also take all the time he needs.

✧ All in all, Lindir is probably the one of the most mature when it comes to telling people.

✧ Simply asking for a moment of time from the people he wishes to know, and then informing them that you are courting.

✧ And trying to deflect all compliments onto you, while simultaneously trying to remember them all so he can tell you them later.

✧ For your part you tell the people that you know in Rivendell, and they congratulate you (and admit envy) that you've managed to court the elf.

✧ Everything goes fairly smoothly, although you can't fully contain your shock when the Lord of Rivendell comes to speak to you. Even if it's only to congratulate the two of you. Especially if it's that.

𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐫

✧ Unsurprisingly, there aren’t that many people that Haldir knows in the lands of Rohan or of Gondor.

✧ Although a letter is sent that way, filled with surprisingly romantic prose that you wouldn’t expect from him, you know he won’t be able to tell anyone in his life until you go back to Lothlórien.

✧ But you do have Legolas to tell - and the remaining two of the hunters.

✧ You tell Legolas first, as his guard you’ve known him much longer, and because you want this to be something special.

✧ As elves, this will be (almost certainly) the only times you can say that you’ve fallen in love.

✧ Legolas is very congratulatory, instantly pulling you into a hug and saying he’s happy for you. Before pulling out of it and making you swear to tell him if Haldir doesn’t treat you well.

✧ It makes you laugh before you realise he’s being serious.

✧ To your amusement (and gratitude) Legolas then leaves to talk to your boyfriend - and you eventually find them standing outside and speaking in Elvish in quiet enough tones for you to not hear.

✧ Going over to them Legolas gives you a small nod, and Haldir offers you a smile before saying he’s glad that you have chosen him.

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧

✧ Both of you are comfortable sharing what’s happening almost immediately, because both of you have lived in Rivendell for practically your entire lives and have a similar circle.

✧ In a way, telling others is awkward - but more because of the knowing smiles you receive, along with the congratulations.

✧ Of all the elves in Rivendell it seems that either Elrohir has told them, or that they’d always suspected it.

✧ Because of course the two of you somehow manage to be the most oblivious to your own relationship.

✧ Nearing the end of the day, Elladan takes your hand and gives it a kiss as you leave.

✧ “My apologies for managing to be this clueless for so long. I hope the rest of our lives can make up for it.”

𝐄𝐥𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐫

✧ Finds it far two funny that both him and Arwen have fallen for Gondorian nobles, and as such cannot wait to officially tell her.

✧ (Of course it was very obvious for a while before, and even more so when his courting proposal was during a public event - even though he made sure to catch you mostly alone.)

✧ Proudly tells his sister that he’s got the much better partner to become mortal for, and that she should be jealous of the two of you.

✧ And then only jumping a little when he turns around to see Aragorn behind him. Does not apologise for his statement, but does reassure him that he’ll always love his little Estel and-

✧ Aragorn cuts him off with his congratulations, before politely asking Elrohir to stop trying to steal you away from quite so many official duties.

✧ At which point Elrohir feels it only right to give a vague answer, before trying to locate you and the trusty pile of paperwork beside you.

✧ Comes into your room happily announcing the king has given his blessings. For everything.

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Incorrect Quotes #126

Elrohir : If I say I love you, will you say it back?

Y/n : Yes

Elrohir : I love you

Y/n : It back

*Later*

Elladan : Why is Elrohir crying face-down on the floor?

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When Kissing Them Goes Wrong | House of Elrond + Glorfindel

「 ✦ Elrond ✦ 」

It had been a quiet moment in his study when you decided to steal a kiss. Sitting by the large window, Elrond welcomed you into his lap with a soft smile. As your lips met, the warmth of the moment enveloped you both—until the door creaked open. Without warning, Glorfindel strolled in, immediately freezing in place.

“Elrond, I—oh. I see,” Glorfindel said, his eyes wide with realisation.

You scrambled to move, but in your haste, your foot slipped off Elrond’s knee and you ended up headbutting him right in the nose. Without a second to lose, Elrond winced, one hand flying to his face while Glorfindel stood awkwardly, halfway out the door but unable to look away.

“I’ll…come back later,” Glorfindel muttered before disappearing as swiftly as he arrived.

Elrond’s face was a mix of pain and amusement. “That could’ve gone better,” he said, chuckling softly through a slightly pained grimace.

“Sorry,” you groaned while hiding your face.

「 ✦ Erestor ✦ 」

You leaned in for a kiss while Erestor was in the middle of cataloguing some ancient texts. He had been so focused that when you pressed your lips to his, he was caught off guard and jerked back—right into a stack of precariously balanced scrolls.

With a loud thud, half the table’s contents tumbled down, followed by a crash as Erestor lost his footing and nearly brought you both to the floor. The two of you stared in silence, tangled awkwardly in each other’s arms, surrounded by the scattered chaos of centuries-old manuscripts.

“Romantic,” he muttered dryly, eyeing the mess with mild exasperation. You bit back a laugh, but when you met his gaze, the ridiculousness of the situation hit you both, and you broke into uncontrollable giggles.

「 ✦ Elrohir ✦ 」

Elrohir had just leaned in, his eyes soft and intent as he closed the distance between you two. You mirrored his movement, but at the last second, you both miscalculated—your teeth clacked together painfully. You pulled back instantly, hands flying to your mouth, while Elrohir winced, rubbing his jaw.

“Ow,” you both said in unison, looking at each other with wide-eyed surprise.

Elrohir let out a breathless laugh, pressing his forehead against yours. “We might need to work on our coordination,” he said, smiling despite the pain. You couldn’t help but laugh too, the sting of the moment fading in the face of his lightheartedness.

「 ✦ Elladan ✦ 」

Elladan had pulled you into a spontaneous kiss by the riverbank, and just as it was getting sweet, he stumbled over an unseen rock. The next thing you know, he was falling backwards, taking you with him. You landed with a splash in the shallow water, the cold sending a shock through both of you, more you as it prompted gasps and whines.

Elladan, now soaking wet, sat up and wiped the water out of his face, sputtering. “Well, that was smooth,” he groaned, glaring at the offending rock. You couldn’t help but burst into laughter as he offered you a dripping hand to help you up.

“Next time, maybe a little less enthusiasm?” you teased, grinning through the water streaming down your face.

「 ✦ Glorfindel ✦ 」

You had found a quiet corner in the garden, a perfect spot for a stolen kiss with Glorfindel. The soft petals of the flowers surrounded you, creating an intimate atmosphere. As you leaned in, he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. Just as your lips touched, an ever-so-helpful breeze picked up, sending petals swirling around you like confetti.

Caught up in the moment a little too much, Glorfindel tried to maintain his balance, but the sudden gust led to the petals clinging to his skin, sending him into a spiral of ticklish sensation, prompting him to stumble. His foot caught on a root, and he lost his footing, tumbling backwards into a nearby rosebush with a yelp. You couldn’t help but gasp and then burst into laughter as he emerged, his hair a wild mess, covered in petals and thorns.

“Charming, isn’t it?” he said, trying to salvage his dignity while carefully disentangling himself from the prickly branches.

“You look like a flower bouquet gone wrong,” you teased, giggling as he shot you a playful glare, half-annoyed but clearly amused.

“Next time, we kiss away from the plants,” he grumbled, smirking despite his predicament. His laughter joined yours.

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A Wild Puddle Encounter!

Tags: Puddles, water

Author's Note: So, I went to bed last night and was smacked with this idea. It kept me really entertained so I hope someone gets a giggle out of it, cause I did.

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Would lift you over the puddle, help you over 

Glorfindel, Maglor, Celebrimbor, Beleg, Ecthelion, Thranduil, Gildor, Elrond, Finarfin, Fingolfin, Feanor, Finrod, Caranthir, Celebrimbor, Meludir

Would walk through the puddle and tease you about avoiding it 

Celegorm, Beleg, Mablung, Curufin, Feanor, Maeglin, Thranduil, Glorfindel, Fingon, Legolas, Celebrimbor

Would purposely splash the puddle 

Elladan, (me), Celegorm, Curufin (the not fun version), Meludir, Amras, Amrod, Fingon, Legolas

Would take off their cloak and put it over the puddle for you too cross

Finarfin, Fingolfin, Glorfindel, Gil Galad. Eonwe, Irmo, Finrod, Celebrimbor

Would avoid it, walk around

Erestor, Maedhros, Lindir, Curufin, Feanor, Elrohir, Caranthir, Turgon, Caranthir, Maglor

Would notice you avoiding it and make you “Embrace the suck” by making you walk through it

Sauron, Feren, Gildor, Namo, Haldir, 

Could not care it exists and walks straight through 

Eonwe, Celegorm, Mablung, Maedhros, Namo, Ulmo, Beleg, Legolas, Haldir, Eol, Sauron, Ulmo, Celebrimbor,

Would walk through the puddle while complaining or with a grimace on their face

Lindir, Turgon, Caranthir, Elrohir 

Happily splashes the puddle and later complains about their boots being wet

Elladan, Amras, Amrod, (me)

Would challenge it to a fight Pokémon style 

Glorfindel, Celegorm, Beleg, Fingon, Elladan, (me)

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[clovenly]

What does it feel like to be held by the different characters? Who are the ones who hug often and with enthusiasm? Who holds delicately?

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍 ; how they hold you ── elves, men and dwarves!

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒: ᵃʳᵃᵍᵒʳⁿ, ᵃʳʷᵉⁿ, ᵇᵒʳᵒᵐᶦʳ, ᵈʷᵃˡᶦⁿ, ᵉˡˡᵃᵈᵃⁿ, ᵉˡʳᵒʰᶦʳ, ᵉˡʳᵒⁿᵈ, ᵉᵒᵐᵉʳ, ᵉᵒʷʸⁿ, ᵉʳᵉˢᵗᵒʳ, ᶠᵃʳᵃᵐᶦʳ, ᶠᶦˡᶦ, ᵍᵃˡᵃᵈʳᶦᵉˡ, ᵍˡᵒʳᶠᶦⁿᵈᵉˡ, ʰᵃˡᵈᶦʳ, ᵏᶦˡᶦ, ˡᵉᵍᵒˡᵃˢ, ˡᶦⁿᵈᶦʳ, ᵗᵃᵘʳᶦᵉˡ, ᵗʰᵒʳᶦⁿ, ᵗʰʳᵃⁿᵈᵘᶦˡ

[ TIGHTLY ] its as though they're trying to convince themselves that you're real; their arms wrap around you ( shoulders, chest, stomach ── they crave soft, gentle intimacy ) as they draw you closer, head resting against your shoulder, grounding themselves. they'd be content to spend the rest of their life here, with you.

arwen, boromir, dwalin, eomer, erestor, fili, glorfindel, haldir, kili, tauriel, thranduil

[ DELICATELY ] their touch is feather-like, as if they fear you're going to shatter in their arms; soft, gentle hands weave their way through your hair as they lay chest to chest with you. their voice nearly lulls you to sleep as they hum a song they only vaguely remember from childhood, and its hard to think of anything but how peaceful you feel in that moment.

aragorn, elladan, elrohir, elrond, eowyn, faramir, galadriel, legolas, lindir, thorin