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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.

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚��𝐚𝐧

✧ 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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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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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.

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Elves how would they react to their human s/o being so…human with their ‘odd quirks’ by elven standards

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Legolas Elladan, Elrohir, versions are below.

🍃𝓛𝓮𝓰𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓼

Legolas, would react to the human quirks

Friendship bracelets

𖧧 Legolas, upon receiving your friendship bracelet, would tilt his head, perplexed but intrigued. The concept of such a simple human gesture would be foreign to him, though he’d try to hide his confusion. He would smile faintly, admiring the effort you put into it, and gently accept it. “I… thank you,” he’d say, his voice soft, unsure of how to fully express his gratitude. But before he could add anything further, you surprise him by handcuffing him to you, metal cuffs clicking shut with a solid sound.

𖧧 His brows furrow in immediate bewilderment as he glances at his wrist, then at you. His long elven fingers gently trace the cold metal, trying to process the meaning behind this peculiar gesture. For a moment, Legolas remains still, clearly not accustomed to the idea of being physically bound in this way. His instincts tell him to remain calm, but the discomfort is evident in his eyes.

𖧧 “It is… unusual,” he mutters, carefully choosing his words. He’d never been this physically restricted, and while elves value connection, this is a step far beyond their customary bonds. He’d chuckle softly, unable to help himself. “You wish for us to be inseparable, I suppose?” His lips curve into a small, knowing smile, though there’s a hint of uncertainty as he looks at the cuffs, trying to figure out how to move forward with this.

𖧧 His natural grace would make him reluctant to show any sign of weakness, but there’s an endearing vulnerability in his reaction. He’s unsure, but he will go along with it—just for you.

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You Burning their tongue on food even though they just said, “This is too hot.”

𖧧 Legolas watches you eagerly take a bite of the food, and though he warned you it was too hot, his gaze lingers with curiosity. His sharp elven senses allow him to notice the subtle moment before you react—your eyes widen, and a soft hiss escapes your lips as you burn your tongue. His brow furrows in concern, but before he can offer further caution, you’re already wincing from the heat.

𖧧 The sound of your discomfort pulls him from his thoughts, and he quickly shifts, reaching for a nearby cloth to offer, his movements swift but gentle. His usual stoic expression softens into a mixture of amusement and worry. “I did warn you,” he says quietly, his voice carrying a light tease, though his eyes are filled with empathy.

𖧧 You’re still fanning your mouth, trying to cool down the sting, and Legolas can’t help but chuckle, a soft, melodic sound that echoes through the room. His gaze softens as he watches you, clearly not used to humans’ more… dramatic reactions to things like food. He’s never been one to burn his tongue—elfkind’s food is often prepared in ways that are gentler to the senses—but he admires your resilience.

𖧧 “Next time,” he adds, gently reaching to brush a strand of hair behind your ear, “perhaps wait just a moment longer before the tasting?” There’s a warmth in his voice, not mocking, but a subtle reminder of the careful consideration elves give to their meals. Despite the playful warning, his care for you is obvious in his every move, even if the moment was a bit amusing.

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You Laughing so hard you start hiccupping or snorting as if some sort of animal (pig) or dying animal).

𖧧 Legolas is sitting beside you, watching as you laugh at something he’s said, his expression soft and admiring. His keen eyes follow the subtle shifts in your face, appreciating the joy that lights up your features. But then, as your laughter grows louder, it takes an unexpected turn—your giggles suddenly erupt into hiccupping bursts, followed by a snort that’s unmistakably loud and somewhat… animalistic.

𖧧 Legolas freezes for a split second, his eyes widening as he processes the sound. His elven composure falters for just a moment. He’s never heard anyone laugh quite like this, especially not with such… unique noises. A flash of bewilderment flickers in his eyes, as his mind races to interpret this strange, human occurrence. For a moment, he’s unsure whether to laugh with you or express concern, but then he sees the playful, innocent glint in your eyes, and his lips twitch into a small, amused smile.

𖧧 Unable to help himself, he chuckles softly, the sound gentle and melodic. “I did not expect that,” he says, his voice laced with amusement. His tone isn’t mocking, but filled with a rare, affectionate surprise. Watching you recover, he reaches over, his long fingers brushing lightly against your arm in a gesture of comfort. “You have a very… unique way of expressing happiness.” His voice softens, an endearing tenderness lacing his words.

𖧧 Legolas, ever the observer, studies you with a quiet fascination. The way humans are so unguarded in their laughter is something he finds both strange and beautiful. For a moment, he wonders if he could ever truly understand the depth of human emotion—but the sight of your laughter, snorting and hiccupping all the while, fills him with a warmth he cannot explain.

𖧧 “Next time, perhaps,” he teases lightly, “we could avoid such alarming sounds? Or…” He hesitates, his lips curling into a mischievous smile. “Do you think your laugh could be more… graceful, like a melody?” It’s all in good fun, of course, and he’s thoroughly charmed by the unrestrained joy you bring into his life, quirks and all.

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You Forgetting why you walked into a room.

𖧧 Legolas watches you enter the room with purpose, only to see your expression shift into one of confusion as you stand still in the center, looking around. His brow furrows slightly in curiosity as he tilts his head, sensing that something is amiss. He knows the keen mind of humans isn’t always as steady as that of elves, but this moment is still somewhat puzzling to him.

𖧧 You turn slowly, your eyes scanning the room, and he can’t help but notice the subtle hint of frustration crossing your face. It doesn’t take long for him to realize what has happened. With a soft exhale, he steps toward you, his movements fluid and graceful, and places a hand lightly on your shoulder. His touch is gentle but grounding, offering you silent reassurance.

𖧧 “Is it… you’ve forgotten why you came in?” he asks, his voice soft but filled with a quiet understanding. Though elves are known for their sharp minds and memory, he knows that humans, in their unpredictability, can sometimes be caught in moments like this. He has seen it before, but never quite like this—never so endearing.

𖧧 A faint smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he watches you, his eyes warm with affection. “It happens to even the best of us,” he continues, his tone teasing but kind, trying to lighten the moment. “Perhaps… you came in here for something important?” he offers, with a playful raise of his eyebrow. His voice is gentle, coaxing, and his patience unwavering.

𖧧 Legolas stands quietly beside you, his gaze flicking over to the room as if expecting to offer some insight or suggestion. He isn’t quite sure what might trigger your memory, but he stands there, entirely present, offering his company in your moment of forgetfulness. In his mind, it’s a small thing—a brief lapse in memory—but one he finds oddly charming. It only adds to the unique nature of your humanity, something he finds both puzzling and delightful.

𖧧 “I could wait with you,” he says quietly, his gaze softening, “until you recall your purpose.” He offers this without haste, showing that he’s happy to wait for as long as it takes. In his presence, there’s no pressure to rush—just a simple offering of comfort and patience.

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You Flipping the pillow to the “cool side” before settling in.

𖧧 Legolas is seated nearby, watching as you prepare for rest. It’s a quiet evening, and the soft flicker of the fire casts gentle shadows across the camp. His sharp eyes follow every movement you make, and as you reach for your pillow, a curious look crosses his face. He’s seen humans do this before—flipping pillows to the “cool side”—but it’s something that still baffles him.

𖧧 His gaze remains on you as you perform this little ritual with such intent, turning the pillow over with a look of satisfaction when the cooler side meets your skin. There’s something so uniquely human about it, so mundane, yet filled with purpose. Legolas tilts his head slightly, intrigued by the simple comfort you seek in this small action.

𖧧 “You do this often?” he asks softly, his voice filled with a quiet curiosity. His tone isn’t judgmental, merely fascinated by the small things that define your habits. The comfort that comes from something so small—so human—is not lost on him. He wonders what it would feel like to be so affected by something as seemingly insignificant as a cool pillow. In his own world, the luxury of sleep is always serene, and the need to find a cooler side to rest his head is unfamiliar to him.

𖧧 As you settle in, Legolas leans back against a tree, still watching you. His mind wanders for a moment, contemplating how humans experience such simple pleasures. His people are bound by centuries of wisdom and deep-rooted connection to the world, but this is something else—something uniquely tied to the fleeting nature of human life.

𖧧 “There is a certain peace in such small things,” he murmurs, almost to himself, but loud enough for you to hear. His gaze softens as he watches you sink into comfort, your own rituals of rest bringing you calm. Though his own sleep habits are different, he admires the little things that make you human—like the quiet satisfaction you gain from flipping a pillow. It’s something so simple, yet it feels meaningful to him, like a moment of serenity in the chaos of life.

𖧧 As you finally settle, Legolas can’t help but smile, a small, fond smile that he doesn’t often let others see. For him, it’s the little moments, like watching you flip your pillow, that remind him why he cherishes this strange, beautiful connection between you.

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⚔️𝓔𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓪𝓷

Elladan, would react to the human quirks

Friendship bracelets

⭒ Elladan’s reaction to the situation would be a blend of mischievousness and affectionate amusement. When you handed him the friendship bracelets, he would have flashed you a roguish grin, clearly excited by the gesture. “Oh? How sweet,” he’d say, inspecting the bracelets with a teasing look. But then, when you suddenly attached the metal cuffs, his smile would widen into a full-blown laugh. “Well, well, it seems you’re more clever than I thought. I can’t go anywhere now, can I?” he’d tease, rattling the cuffs playfully.

⭒ He would tug at the chains with a dramatic flair, then glance at you with a twinkle in his eyes. “You’re quite bold, I’ll give you that. But I must admit, I’m not sure if I should be worried or impressed.” He would lean in, whispering, “Though, I’m not opposed to being stuck with you, if I’m honest.”

⭒ With a cheeky grin, he would then pull you closer, his arm slipping around your waist as he mock-complained, “Now we’re inseparable, aren’t we? How will I ever escape from this torment?” He would dramatically lean back as if to escape but, of course, you would be stuck together. The entire time, he’d be chuckling and making light of the situation. His playful nature would show as he turned the moment into an opportunity to tease you further, saying things like, “I suppose this is the price of your affections. I’ll be stuck with you forever.”

⭒ Elladan would be quick to offer you a kiss on the cheek, his affection clear despite the playful mischief. “I’ll make the most of it,” he’d murmur, his voice softer now, a hint of true warmth beneath the teasing. “Besides, who could resist being bound to you?” He’d wrap his other arm around you, ensuring the cuffs were a mere formality, not a restriction.

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You Burning their tongue on food even though they just said, “This is too hot.”

⭒ Elladan would first raise an eyebrow as you burn your tongue, a grin quickly spreading across his face as he watches you react. “I did warn you,” he’d say, his tone light and teasing. He’d chuckle, the sound warm and full of affection, clearly enjoying the way you’re reacting to your own mistake. “You never listen, do you? Not even when I try to protect you from your own mischief,” he’d add, clearly amused but not unkind.

⭒ Leaning forward, Elladan would mockingly gesture to the food, raising his own fork in an exaggerated fashion. “See? I told you it’s too hot.” He would smile brightly, even though there’s a teasing edge to his voice, his eyes sparkling with mischief. If you were pouting or trying to soothe your mouth, he’d soften slightly, giving you a wink.

⭒ “Don’t worry, my Mellon, I’ll take care of you,” he’d say, a playful smirk forming as he reached over to grab some water or something to help you cool down. He’d hand it to you gently but would still continue his teasing. “Though, I must admit, I did enjoy watching that. You’re quite adorable when you forget to listen.”

⭒ elladan would wait for you to settle, his eyes never leaving you as he watches with affection. Once you recover, he’d give a half-hearted sigh, still clearly amused. “Next time, I’ll just feed you myself,” he’d say with mock seriousness. Then, as if to make up for the teasing, he’d offer to share his food, making sure it’s the right temperature this time, his grin turning into a genuine, affectionate smile. “I swear, I’ll keep you safe from your own curiosity.”

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You Laughing so hard you start hiccupping or snorting as if some sort of animal (pig) or dying animal).

⭒ Elladan would be utterly delighted by your laughter, his eyes sparkling with amusement as you start hiccupping and snorting like some sort of animal. His initial reaction would be pure joy, a broad grin spreading across his face as he watches you. “By the Valar,” he would exclaim between bursts of laughter, “I knew you were a wild one, but this—this is beyond my expectations!”

⭒ He’d lean in closer, unable to contain his laughter as you hiccup again, the sound so unrestrained that it only makes him laugh harder. “Is this your true form, then?” he’d tease, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. “A beautiful wild boar in disguise?” He’d give you a playful nudge, clearly enjoying every second of it.

⭒ As you snort again, Elladan would burst out laughing even louder, his mischievous side fully in control. “I can’t believe it,” he’d say, still laughing, “you’re a charming mix of grace and chaos. And here I thought I knew you!”

⭒ Despite his teasing, he would be incredibly affectionate, wrapping an arm around you to steady you while you try to catch your breath. “Ah, there, there,” he’d say, still chuckling. “No need to be embarrassed, my love. You’re just too adorable for words.”

⭒ If you tried to stop snorting or hiccupping, he would only tease you further. “Oh, don’t stop now! I’ll never get enough of this!” But he’d say it with such warmth and adoration that you’d know he was only joking. Eventually, once the fits of laughter settled, Elladan would press a kiss to your forehead, his face still full of amusement. “You’re perfect,” he’d say softly, “hiccups, snorts, and all.” Then, with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, he’d add, “But I will never let you live this down.”

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You Forgetting why you walked into a room.

⭒ Elladan would notice the confusion in your expression the moment you step into the room, pausing as if searching for something. His lips would twitch into a playful grin, and he’d watch you for a moment before asking, “Lost something, my Mellon?”

⭒ When you admit you’ve forgotten why you entered, his amusement would shine through, though not unkindly. “Ah, a classic case of wandering with no purpose, is it?” he’d tease, raising an eyebrow and leaning against the doorframe. “I do it all the time… just not quite so charmingly as you, of course.” He’d step closer, his grin widening. “Did you come for me? Or perhaps you were hoping to find something that I’ve hidden again?”

⭒ Elladan would chuckle softly, his voice low and warm as he gently approached you, his arms opening as if to offer comfort. “It’s perfectly alright,” he’d say, a little more seriously, his teasing tone softening. “I’ll help you remember. If I must, I’ll take full responsibility for distracting you.”

⭒ If you still seemed lost, he’d offer his hand, his eyes sparkling with affection. “Come, let me help you. I’m sure whatever it was will come back to you soon enough.” He would lead you out of the room, his steps light as he softly hums an elven tune, hoping it might trigger your memory.

⭒ Elladan’s teasing nature would never turn harsh; he’d make sure to keep the moment lighthearted. “Perhaps next time,” he’d say with a grin, “I’ll make sure to keep you focused. Though I’m not sure if I should be worried or proud that I can make you forget so easily.” He would ruffle your hair affectionately, enjoying the warmth between you, before offering one last playful wink. “We’ll figure it out together, no matter how many rooms we wander into.”

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You Flipping the pillow to the “cool side” before settling in.

⭒ Elladan would watch with a mixture of amusement and curiosity as you flip your pillow to the “cool side,” clearly fascinated by the little ritual. His lips would curl into a mischievous smile, his eyes sparkling with affection and teasing. “A bit warm, is it?” he’d ask with a playful glint, watching you settle back onto the pillow. “You know, I’ve heard Elves have perfected the art of always having the coolest side, but I never expected such a peculiar habit from you, my love.”

⭒ He’d lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, clearly entertained. “Is it truly so different, this ‘cool side’ business? Is this the human way of conquering the heat?” His tone would carry a touch of mock seriousness as he watches you, clearly enjoying your simple habit. “I suppose I could learn from you… though I doubt I could ever understand the need for such things when the entire night is cool and perfect in itself.”

⭒ Elladan would watch closely as you get comfortable again, his gaze softening with affection. He would walk over to sit beside you, reaching out to lightly ruffle your hair. “Though, I must admit, it’s charming to see you in your little rituals, even if they’re a mystery to me,” he’d say with a teasing smile. “How many times do you flip it before it feels just right?”

⭒ He’d lie down next to you, propping himself up on one arm to watch you closely, his voice quieter now, full of warmth. “No matter how odd your little quirks may seem to me, I find them endearing.” His smile would soften, and he’d lean in, brushing a gentle kiss on your forehead. “Perhaps I should get you another pillow to flip, just to see how you’d react.”

⭒ As he settled in beside you, his teasing tone would shift to something more tender. “You’re so very human, and yet… that’s what I love about you.” Then, with a smirk, he’d add, “Even if it means I’ll never truly understand the ‘cool side’ of things.”

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⭐️𝓔𝓵𝓻𝓸𝓱𝓲𝓻

Elrohir, would react to the human quirks

Friendship bracelets

✧ Elrohir would freeze mid-sentence, staring at the cuffs now locking you to him. His brows would furrow slightly, then lift as a wry smile spread across his face. “This is… quite the interpretation of friendship bracelets, melda.” He’d test the chain’s strength, tugging lightly, his amusement growing with every second.

✧ “You realize,” he continued, his voice dripping with mock solemnity, “that this means you are now at my mercy. Whatever plans you had today are now our plans.” He’d smirk, leaning in just enough to make you squirm.

✧ As the reality of your decision set in, he’d tease relentlessly. “Tell me, what shall we do when you trip over your own feet, dragging me down with you? Or when nature calls, shall we negotiate custody of the key?”

✧ But beneath the humor, Elrohir’s fondness would shine through. He’d squeeze your cuffed hand, his eyes warm. “If this is your way of saying you can’t bear to be apart from me, I suppose I could endure it… for a little while.”

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You Burning their tongue on food even though they just said, “This is too hot.”

✧ Elrohir would watch in exasperated disbelief as you bit into the steaming food, ignoring his warning moments before. The instant you flinched, your face contorting as the heat hit you, he’d sigh dramatically and set his fork down, fixing you with his sharp, knowing gaze.

✧ “I just said it was too hot,” he’d remark, his voice laced with mock patience. “Do you believe I speak for my own amusement?” Rising from his seat, he’d grab a glass of cool water, placing it in your hand with a smirk that suggested he was holding back laughter.

✧ As you tried to soothe the burn, fanning your mouth like a madperson, Elrohir would cross his arms, leaning casually against the table. “Tell me, melda, was the half-second of impatience worth the agony?” He’d tilt his head, amusement dancing in his eyes, clearly relishing your predicament.

✧ Still, despite his teasing, he’d step closer, gently tilting your chin to check your lips or tongue for any visible harm. “Next time, perhaps you’ll listen. Or perhaps you’re simply determined to give me new reasons to worry.” His voice would soften, and with a quick kiss to your forehead, he’d add with a low chuckle, “You’re lucky you’re endearing, even when reckless.”

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You Laughing so hard you start hiccupping or snorting as if some sort of animal (pig) or dying animal).

✧ Elrohir would be smiling faintly at first, amused by whatever had set you off into a fit of laughter. But as your giggles turned into uncontrollable hiccups and snorting, his brows would rise in surprise, his lips twitching as he tried not to laugh himself. “Are… are you unwell?” he’d ask, his tone half-concerned, half-mocking as he watched you double over, gasping between snorts.

✧ When another hiccup escaped, followed by an unmistakable pig-like sound, he’d finally lose his composure. A low chuckle would escape him, quickly turning into full laughter as he leaned back, shaking his head in disbelief. “Valar help me, what was that noise? Is that… normal for you?”

✧ You’d try to respond through your gasps and hiccups, but every attempt to speak would only result in another snort, setting him off again. “You sound like a wounded animal,” he’d tease, his silver eyes gleaming with mirth. “Or perhaps a piglet who’s lost its way.”

✧ Elrohir would lean closer, resting his chin on his hand, his smirk wide and teasing. “Shall I fetch a healer? Or perhaps a farmer to reclaim you?” he’d quip, his dry sense of humor cutting through your hiccuping fit.

✧ As your laughter subsided into breathless hiccups, he’d press a hand lightly to your back, soothing you as he shook his head in mock exasperation. “You’re utterly ridiculous, you know that? I’ve faced orcs and wargs without flinching, but this—” he gestured vaguely to you—“might be the most absurd thing I’ve ever seen.”

✧ Finally, he’d place his hands on your shoulders, his expression softening as he tried to steady you. “Breathe, melda. Before you pass out and I’m forced to explain to Elladan why you keeled over because of… whatever that sound is.” Despite his words, his lips would twitch, threatening another laugh.

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You Forgetting why you walked into a room.

✧ Elrohir would follow you into the room, his sharp eyes watching you as you paused mid-step, looking around in confusion. At first, he’d wait silently, arms crossed and leaning casually against the doorway, giving you the benefit of the doubt. But as the seconds stretched on and you furrowed your brow, his smirk would grow, the corners of his mouth twitching with suppressed laughter.

✧ “Let me guess,” he finally said, breaking the silence. “The great mission you embarked on has already been forgotten?” His voice would carry a teasing lilt, but there was warmth beneath the amusement.

✧ You’d turn to him, flustered, trying to explain yourself, but he’d step closer, tilting his head with mock seriousness. “Ah, I see… it must have been of such grave importance that your mind couldn’t handle the weight of it,” he quipped, his silver eyes glinting with mischief.

✧ When you began to retrace your steps or try to jog your memory, Elrohir would follow close behind, his smirk never faltering. “Perhaps you came in here to admire the fine elven craftsmanship?” he’d suggest, gesturing to the furniture with exaggerated reverence. “Or was it to spend more time with me? If that’s the case, I must say, there are easier ways to accomplish it.”

✧ Once you finally remembered—or gave up—he’d chuckle and take your hand, leading you back out. “You’re lucky I find you endearing, even when your mortal mind betrays you.” Then, with a sly grin, he’d add, “But should you forget me one day, I’ll be forced to remind you every single reason why you love me. Repeatedly.”

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You Flipping the pillow to the “cool side” before settling in.

✧ Elrohir would lie beside you, already comfortably settled, when he noticed you fidgeting with your pillow. At first, he’d merely watch in silence, his brow furrowing slightly as you lifted the pillow, flipped it over, and fluffed it with purpose. When you finally laid down with a satisfied sigh, he’d tilt his head, the faintest smirk playing at his lips. “What,” he began in his usual dry tone, “was that curious ritual I just witnessed?”

✧ You’d try to explain the logic of the “cool side” of the pillow, and his expression would shift from mild confusion to amused disbelief. “The cool side?” he’d repeat slowly, as if trying to comprehend this mortal peculiarity. “Does the other side offend you in some way?”

✧ His smirk would grow as you defended your actions, and he’d prop himself up on one elbow, his silver eyes glinting with mischief. “Ah, so the secret to human comfort lies in the temperature of your pillow. Truly, I learn something new every day with you.”

✧ As you attempted to ignore his teasing and settle in, Elrohir would suddenly reach over, flipping his own pillow to the “cool side” with exaggerated flair. Then he’d lean back, closing his eyes with a dramatic sigh. “I must admit, this is quite revolutionary. How have we Elves endured millennia of discomfort without this brilliant discovery?”

✧ Despite his playful ribbing, his tone would soften as he turned to you, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “Only you could find such small joys, melda,” he’d murmur, his voice warm. “And somehow, you make me cherish them too.”

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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

[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]

▹ Masterlist .ೃ࿐

☾ Prompt List | Askbox ☽

Legolas:

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

Maedhros: 

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

Finrod:

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

Thranduil: 

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

Meludir:

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

Elladan:

- Champagne Problems | Part 2

 Glorfindel: 

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

Haldir:

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

Lindir: 

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

Orophin:

- General Headcanons - Bite Me - Cruel Summer 

Erestor: 

- High Fever

[mints-bizarre-posts]

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?

[rivendell-poet]

*･༓˚✧ ❝𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 '𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮' (𝐋𝐨𝐭𝐑)❞ ‧͙⁺˚༓˚✧ « scenarios »

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

GN!Reader | Wordcount : 2.9k (each individual around 180~ words) | Read on ao3

TWS : Power imbalance touched on in Thranduil's scenario

This work is not chronological to the scenarios/these take place at different times

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𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐧

✧ Aragorn believes in elvish love, so from the moment he confesses he knows that he loves you.

✧ He sees how much he does in everything, from the few dates you can steal in Rivendell, to the smiles you exchange while walking with the Fellowship.

✧ But he’s not sure when to say it, as he knows just how much of a milestone it is. And how much he wants it to mean to you.

✧ Keeps trying to get it in a specific place, a specific time. But every time he just enjoys your company, and never ends up saying it.

✧ You notice his love, however. So obvious in how he’ll stare at you, offer to help with something or simply spend time with you.

✧ Eventually, it happens only a few days before the Fellowship is to leave Rivendell.

✧ The two of you are stargazing together, and he just about hears a yawn you fail to stifle.

✧ Laughing, he moves closer to you and wraps you in his cloak - the two of you cuddling together.

✧ As you rest your head on his chest, and he looks up at the stars, he thinks about how perfect this is.

✧ Gently, he bends his head to be near yours before whispering. “I love you.”

✧ Feeling you look up, he simply smiles when your gaze becomes more questioning.

✧ When you say ‘I love you too’ you can immediately see his grin, and he gently places a kiss on your forehead.

𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬

✧ When an elf confesses, the idea that they love you - utterly and completely - is an undertone that’s carried with it. It’s Legolas’ unspoken promise to you, as soon as he’d asked if you would court him.

✧ But actually saying it to you is another matter.

✧ He’s not scared, he’s just… a little scared. And a little intimidated. Because he doesn’t want to mess anything up, and he wants what he will give you to be perfect.

✧ So Legolas actually takes a long time to say those words, although you know how he feels about you for a while.

✧ Legolas also confesses just before you leave Rivendell, although his is more planned out.

✧ He spends almost two days beforehand looking over all of Rivendell, in sunlight and moonlight, trying to figure out what place is perfect for you.

✧ What place is worthy of you.

✧ Eventually, he decides on a shaded pavilion surrounded by trees, one that reminds him of Mirkwood. Except here flowers grow all around, and he can focus on being romantic with you.

✧ When he invites you to join him you suspect something, although the sight of your prince surrounded by flowers is still breathtaking.

✧ Waiting until you join him, he tries to hide his nervousness by rubbing his finger over the flowers he’s holding for you.

✧ And then you’re right in front of him.

✧ “I love you.”

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐨

✧ Frodo first says he loves you when he confesses to you.

✧ (“(Y/n). I know we’ve been friends for a long time now, and I’m very grateful for that. But - I don’t just want to be your friend. I want to be more to you, I want you to be able to love me like I love you.”)

✧ But that doesn’t make his feelings any less genuine, his love for you any less sincere.

✧ When he says those words to you he means it just as much as anyone else, he’s just slightly more in tune with his emotions.

✧ Because he knows you well enough that, as much as he wants to make a grand romantic gesture out of these words, he simply wants to tell them to you more.

✧ (Besides, the sooner he says it for the first time the sooner he can say it again.)

𝐒𝐚𝐦

✧ He’s embarrassed about how he’s going to say it. Not because of you, of course - he knows he loves you wholeheartedly - but because he doesn’t want to mess anything up.

✧ So, to make sure he can properly confess to you, he practises.

✧ What he says changes slightly each time, there are too many good qualities to pick. And although some staples remain it often changes to encompass what the two of you had done together, like how beautifully you look when you smile, or how grateful he is that you’ll help him.

✧ When Sam finally has the perfect time to say what he wants, he realises he’s slightly at a loss for words.

✧ You can tell he wants to say something to you, the way his throat hitches and then he relaxes. Taking a deep breath.

✧ Noticing your eyes on him, Samwise decides that now is the time to speak.

✧ “I- I love you. More than I’ve ever done with anything, more than I do with the Shire, or the flowers out in the garden. Because, you’re the person who truly makes me happy. You’re the person who I can truly be myself with, you’re the person whose smile lights up my heart. The person who knows how to make me feel better, the one I can trust.”

✧ “And, for that. I really do love you.”

𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲

✧ Although he’s overt with his affections, Merry doesn’t immediately say these words to you. He wants to earn them. To prove to you that he is a good boyfriend, and then he’ll be fully worthy of your love.

✧ At least, that’s how he sees it. (And somehow doesn’t see that he two of you are completely enamoured with each other.)

✧ It’s a little after your third date, when the two of you are sitting together and laughing, that he realises he needs to say it.

✧ He waits until the two of you have stopped, with only smiles gracing your faces. But he can’t wait longer than that.

✧ “I love you!”

✧ The admission rings in the otherwise silence, and then he sees you smile. And he realises that he is worthy of all of this.

✧ Merry eagerly leans into the hug, burying himself in your arms before whispering it again, this time with a grin on his face. “I love you.”

𝐏𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧

✧ You actually say it first, while the two of you are walking in Rivendell together. You’re on a more secluded path, and as Pippin asks about your day - and listens - you can tell he truly is absorbed.

✧ There’s passion in his eyes as he listens to you, nodding and asking the right questions, and you realise this is the time to say it.

✧ As an elf you knew you loved Pippin when he confessed to you, and that you would always love Pippin, but you were never sure when you would say it.

✧ As you stare at him, Pippin realises something’s happening and he turns to you with a quizzical look.

✧ “I love you.”

✧ It’s only three words, but Pippin lights up as though you have promised him the world.

✧ “Really?” The grin he gives is incredible, “I love you too!”

𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐫

✧ When Boromir confesses to you he’s says almost exactly that, just not using these words.

✧ For him there is something almost sacred about them, a bond more powerful than anything else.

✧ He is also worried about saying these words, and again it’s because he doesn’t want anything to go wrong. He wants to continue being worthy to you.

✧ So, when he confesses how much he loves you, he decides to do it properly. Asking you the day before if you’d meet with him, going to the market and hand picking flowers.

✧ Coming to where he is, you can recognise when he first sees you. Freezing slightly as he looks you up and down, almost as if he can’t believe you’re here, before smiling and welcoming you.

✧ At first it’s just talking. There’s romantic undertones, of course, and then he swallows and you realise he’s going to say something important.

✧ “I… I love you.” He says it proudly, “For all of you. I love you so much, my heart.”

𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫

✧ Also afraid of confessing his true feelings to you. Although not just because he wants it to be perfect, which he does, but because of more self-worth issues.

✧ That his times with you are some of the best he has, and he doesn’t want any of that to change. He still wants to be able to laugh with you in Gondor, to kiss your hand goodbye and see the smile you give him in return.

✧ He isn’t sure why his mind thinks telling you that would put you off, but it’s a large enough part that he’s slightly hesitant.

✧ As the two of you walk along one of the top segments of Minas Tirith, he turns briefly to look at you. At how perfect this moment is.

✧ And he realises he needs to ask.

✧ “Can I tell you something?” His voice is soft, almost as if he wishes you not to hear it, but you pick it up and give him permission.

✧ Fully turning to you, he takes your hands in his. “I love you.”

✧ The way your eyes light up, and you immediately say it back, washes away the doubts he has.

✧ The kiss you lean into, light but reassuring, helps as well. Just another small gesture of how deeply the two of you feel for each other, and one he will never tire of.

𝐄𝐨𝐰𝐲𝐧

✧ (Éowyn’s eyes drift to the Paths, the rest of your company waiting, before she takes a deep breath. “Then we shall both swear not to fall in battle. We shall both fight to protect who we love.”)

✧ She is another who says how she feels in all but those exact words. And neither of you get a chance to say those words to each other until you’re in the Houses of Healing.

✧ As much as she wants to say it the second you’re awake, she shows some restrain. Waiting to make sure that you’re mostly ok.

✧ The conversation flows decently, but both of you know what she wants to say.

✧ And then the conversation stops.

✧ “I love you!” She blurts it out, and then instantly looks embarrassed. But your grin reassures her, and the red on her cheeks go from blush of embarrassment to a blush of love.

✧ As to not aggravate either of your wounds, she instead holds your hand as tightly as you will allow.

𝐄𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫

✧ Éomer can think of quite a few times when he’s wanted to say those moments to you (and, in all honesty, he could have said them from the moment he confessed.)

✧ But instead he tries to wait, waiting for the perfect time. And then, as he’s sitting at home and watching the fire die down, he realises that there will be no perfect time with you. Because every time is magical, in its own way.

✧ So he resolves to only until he sees you again.

✧ But, as the fire turns to embers, Éomer realises that will be too long of a wait.

✧ It’s almost eleven at night when you hear a knock on your door, and you open it to see him outside, looking up at you.

✧ As soon you open the door he hug you, burying himself in your arms. “I love you. And I should have told you earlier, but I love you.”

𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐝

✧ Bard wants to try and take things slow in the relationship, to fully appreciate each day (and even each moment) that he gets with you.

✧ That doesn’t mean he hasn’t thought about how he’d say those words to you, or potentially how they would sound falling from your lips, but it isn’t something he wants to rush.

✧ It’s something he wants to happen organically, as a product of your relationship rather than a given day.

✧ But still, when he finally confesses, it almost just slips out.

✧ You’re just saying goodbye to each other, and you turn back briefly before you leave, as if waiting for him to say one final remark.

✧ “I’ll see you later, love you.”

✧ The words slip out of his mouth before he can stop them, and he can feel himself blushing once he realises what he’s said - once he sees you frozen in space.

✧ “Did you…” You come slightly closer, “Did you actually just say that?”

✧ Looking into your eyes, he sees his own love reflected back at him. “Yes, I did. And I do.”

𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐢𝐥

✧ For all the elves, the act of saying ‘I love you’ is the largest commitment they will say, in their entire life.

✧ Those words will become like oaths, have them bind themselves to you for all of time, and that can never be taken lightly.

✧ The gift of love is the most meaningful of all, at least to them.

✧ But for Thranduil the weight of those words means even more. It also offers you a kingdom, a new family, and (most importantly to him) he does not want to pressure you.

✧ While sitting together, you can sometimes so clearly tell that he wants to say this to you. The elf will catch you, either over a book or glowing in the sunlight, and he just begins to speak before switching the conversation.

✧ And you catch on to why he hasn’t said that.

✧ Then, it happens again, as the two of you are talking over the fire together and he does that now familiar start of a conversation.

✧ Looking him in the eye, you place your hand over his, “Tell me.”

✧ “Are you sure?”

✧ “Completely.”

✧ “I love you.”

𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐫

✧ Despite being a minstrel, his words seem to fail him when he looks at you and tries to confess.

✧ He can write something down, yes. An epic poem or a song that details how he feels about you - but it's never quite enough. There is always something missing from it, something that does not show his love for you properly.

✧ Lindir recognises that it’s because it lacks spontaneity, he’s tried to polish and perfect it to be worthy of you but lost the raw emotion that gives it so much meaning.

✧ Which is why, after he puts down the pen for the third time that evening and thinks, he realises he should just tell you.

✧ There’s a quiet knock on your door, and when you open the door you see Lindir - blushing profusely.

✧ “I love you. I love you more than anything, enough to give up this immortal life, to give up the moon and stars. Because, for me, you are worth more than their light, than their radiance. Even a single smile from you is worth a thousand suns, because you are you. And I love you.”

𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐫

✧ Surprisingly, Haldir says those words to you when he confesses to you.

✧ He’s worried, for many reasons, and one of those is the weight that those words carry. That they may be too much, too soon.

✧ But he resolves to try, and that - on the eve of battle - it wouldn’t be wise to have regrets.

✧ (“I must say something, before this happens.” He reaches out, fingers gently touching your hand and breathing in when you fully embrace it. “You are the one my heart has chosen to fall in love with. Forever. And I apologise for the awkward timing, for not saying something sooner, but I need you to know now. That I love you.”)

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧

✧ As good with words as the twin is, the idea of putting all his love for you into three simple words is terrifying.

✧ And, frankly, he doesn’t think it sums up how he feels for you well enough. How can three words encompass all the happiness you give him? All the smiles he has gained because of you? The comfort he has gained because of you? The infinite ways his life has become better?

✧ Then the two of you are together, when you let out a small yawn and he pulls you close.

✧ Cuddling into his chest, you stare up at him for a second, “Thank you, Elladan.”

✧ “Of course.” He doesn’t mean to add the next words on, “I love you.”

✧ Elladan feels when you tense for a second beneath him, then the smile on your face as you look up and whisper, “I love you too.”

✧ Until now, Elladan didn’t understand what those words meant. But now he does, and how much they carry. How obvious it is, when you say those words for him, that you care.

𝐄𝐥𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢𝐫

✧ Surprisingly, Elrohir struggles to say the words as well. Not because he doesn’t love you - he’s more sure about his feelings to you than he is most things in his life - but because he isn’t sure what you’ll say.

✧ There’s a degree of elven versus human courting fighting inside him. That, although he’s been clear with the fact he loves you (even jokingly asking you to marry him) that perhaps you thought it was just that, a joke.

✧ That he hasn’t done any of this the correct way, and what if you don’t feel the same way.

✧ You find it slightly odd that, with long days into your relationship, and no words past your lovers lip - that neither of you acknowledge it.

✧ But, although you can’t be sure, you think you start to recognise the problem.

✧ So it’s you who says it to him. “I love you.”

✧ “Really?” Instantly all his attention is on you, cheeks slightly flushed and eyes hanging onto your every word, “Do you really love me?”

✧ “Yes.”

✧ “Meleth nîn, you are my world.”

A/N : Casually drops this after disappearing for three weeks. Well, not disappearing, just not working on these. Sorry for the delay, life's been happening. But I hope you enjoy! Also, here's the remains of my original author's note : (the taglist issue still has not been fixed, so I welcome help!)

First of all, for some reason my taglist isn't working. It's just only tagging the first five people soo... I will try my hardest to fix that. Not sure what's going on with it. Also, the getting flowers was inspired by a drabble recently (can't remember name of author) but the thing that amused me was when they wrote about the flowers matching your eye-colour. Like, my eyes are brown. I'm sure it's supposed to be romantic, and it was very well written, but that just made me laugh.

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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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Chapter 3-And So It Begins

Summary: As you and Legolas near Rivendell for the Council of Elrond, you grow steadily worrisome, and Legolas senses it. When you finally reach home, you are greeted with arms wide open from your father, older twin brothers, and your sister. You also discover your father has many guests staying at his kingdom, to include Gandalf the Grey.

Author Note: LegolasxFemaleElf, Elves, Hobbits, Dwarves, Men, LOTR movie references, Days before the creation of the Fellowship of the Ring, Sindarin language, (A lot of it, I apologize, I couldn't help myself)

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Sindarin to English translations

*nin cóon- my prince

*Nin mellons/*nin bein mellon- My friends/my fair friend

*hain baur anand na post -they need time to rest

*Cin ceri- sui eithel, nin cóon-You do as well, my prince

*nin híril/ nin bein hiril - my lady/my fair lady

* Lothron im?- May I?

*Tinu Galad- Star Light

*Nin bein -iel- My fair daughter

*Adar- Father

*Happui na gar- cin bar-Happy to have you home

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The journey would take at least two months if you travelled straight through without stopping. Fortunately, as you were the daughter to the Lord of Rivendell, you also had authority to grant stops for breaks for the entourage that toured with you and Legolas.

Legolas was normally quiet during times of travel so he could focus on navigating and hearing threats that are possibly approaching. This time, he was even more silent than usual.

“Are you troubled, "*nin cóon?” You ask him as he was gazing ahead in silence for almost four hours.

Legolas snapped a startled look at you as if you disturbed him from subconscious thought.

“I’m quite well, *nin bein hiril.” He responded, reverting his attention back onto the path ahead.

Of course, you didn’t entirely believe him. Legolas is distracted. Although he was vigilant of his surroundings, half of his thoughts were lingering elsewhere. This worried you because you were so mindful of Legolas’ wellbeing since you were wee elves.

"*Nin mellons, we shall rest here for the night!” You call out to the assembly of elves behind you.

Legolas shot a disagreeable look towards you.

"Legolas,*hain baur anand na post.” You responded sternly, yet tenderly.

“*Cin ceri- sui eithel, nin cóon. We have been riding for almost a week without stopping, after all.” You added.

He softened his facial expression and nodded in agreement. He knew you were only doing what’s best for the elves who travelled with you. He forgets that he is often overly driven during excursions that warranted great importance. Especially since it was at the request of your father, and he didn’t want to disappoint Lord Elrond if he could possibly help it.

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The other elves set up a few fires with pavilions for shelter. There were only about a dozen of you travelling total, but as royals, you and Legolas each had your own sleeping quarters. As the subjects relaxed while enjoying food and drink, you carried on with your nightly routine strolling with Legolas through the wilderness. It was nice to see new scenery you hadn’t seen before.

“Legolas, why do you suppose my father has called a council?” You asked.

He looked over to you with a relaxed gaze.

“I was going to ask you the same question, *nin híril.” He responded with a smile.

You laugh, “Well, you had seemed eager when your father insisted you attend.”

“I have been trapped in Mirkwood refining my combat skills for a long time in hopes I’d have the opportunity to utilize them. I imagine your father has a quest in mind. Or so I hope.” He responded.

You nod, deflecting your eye contact from his. Legolas continued looking at you.

“This discourages you.” He acknowledged.

You look back to him.

“No.” You respond curtly, looking away again.

Legolas tilted his head perplexed, then emitted a playful smile.

“You lie, *nin mellon.” He teased.

You deliver a look of irritation at him.

“How so?” You ask as you narrow your eyes.

“Because you won’t look me in the eye! You are disturbed by this summons to Rivendell.” 

He was right. You were troubled by this. You fear there is a journey at hand, and that Legolas would be the one to proceed forward with it. To go on��without you.

“And, if there is such a mission father had arranged, why couldn’t I go as well? I am perfectly competent with a sword and bow.” You think to yourself.

Your mind says this, but your heart claims it’s because you didn’t want to spend months, (possibly years) awaiting Legolas’ return. Agonizing over his whereabouts each day while he is away. Wondering if he’s still captured, injured…or worse.

“No! I couldn’t bare it. I won’t allow it.” You thought anxiously to yourself, feeling your heart hammering against your chest in a panic as your imagination of this unknown voyage worsened.

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Your worrisome thoughts kept you from sound sleep that night. The following morning as you struggled to mount your horse, Legolas watched you with apprehension.

“*Lothron im?” Legolas offered his hand to help up to your saddle.

You look at him, and nod.

Legolas took you firmly at the waist and hoisted you upward effortlessly onto your stallion, *Tinu Galad.

You settle into your seat, then notice Legolas shaking his head with a grin.

“What is it, Legolas?” You ask.

“I will never understand why you gave him that name.” He said referring to your horse.

You let out an exasperated sigh, “Because his silver coat gleams like the stars in the night sky. Just like the stars, he brings light when there is darkness in my life.” You explain as you stroke the neck of your handsome steed. *Tinu Galad neighed lovingly under your touch.

Legolas stroked his neck as well, grazing your hand against his nonchalantly. Your stomach fluttered. Your heart practically stilled when he grabbed your hand, holding it gently in his strong capable hand. His thumb brushing along your knuckles affectionately.

You look down at your hands together, then look up to meet his piercing stare, and his soft smile.

“Y/N, I know you are bothered by what’s to come. I sense your distress. Steady your thoughts, and your heart.” He said with his usual soothing tone. You return a smile. He pats your knee as he passed you to go to his horse behind yours.

You let out a sigh of relief, his soothing words lingering in your mind.

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The rest of the trip went rather smoothly. As a matter of fact, you enjoyed your travels with Legolas on this specific journey. You weren’t certain if it was because you normally cherished your time with him, or if it’s due to the limited amount of time you might have left with him before reaching Rivendell.

You and Legolas ride side by side upon entering the floral clad archway leading to the main gates of Rivendell. A sight you and your best friend recognize and appreciate all too well. Many a day have you both crossed eachother’s threshold as children during state visits at one another’s kingdoms, quite excited because you get to engage with your closest playmate. A time long ago when nothing else mattered in Middle Earth but you and Legolas. Until now, as adults, reaching Rivendell for a mysterious gathering of council called by your father.

“*Nin bein -iel!” You hear from a distance.

You look beyond the Rivendell guard holding *Tinu Galad to see your father, Lord Elrond, your twin brothers Elladan and Elrohir, and your sister, Arwen, rushing to greet you and Legolas.

You smile widely, waving excitedly seeing your family approach.

Your state visits took months away from you and your family. You missed them terribly and was overjoyed to see them finally.

When they finally reached you, your father and sister embraced you in a warm and doting hug, as your brothers greeted Legolas with their traditional Elvin greetings.

“Have you grown since I last seen you?” Elrond asks.

You grin and laugh with him.

“Of course not, *adar.” You reply.

“*Happui na gar- cin bar, sister.” Arwen welcomed. You hug her tightly again.

“Also, Legolas is quite the spectacle since I last seen him.” Arwen whispered to you teasingly.

You pull away flashing a disapproving look at her.

“Odd, I haven’t noticed.” You reply with a mischievous smile. Arwen smiled back.

Your father approached Legolas.

“Legolas, Son of Thandruil, I bid thee welcome. I trust my daughter was of no trouble to you and your father whilst at Mirkwood?” Elrond asks as he embraced Legolas in a brief one-armed hug.

“Unlikely.” Elladan scoffed under his breath with a chuckle.

Arwen thumped Elladan’s shoulder but she couldn’t help but smile herself.

“It was my great honor to escort Y/N home, your lordship.” Legolas responded with a respectful bow.

Lord Elrond smiled approvingly at Legolas and returned a nod accepting his customs and courtesies.

Elrond ushered Legolas ahead towards the castle to get settled while you walk with Arwen behind them.

Arwen continued to pursue conversation of Legolas with you as you approached the castle.

“Y/N, Legolas has grown into quite the leading elf. Father adores him. Elladan and Elrohir as well, just look!” Arwen gestured ahead at Legolas, Elrond  and your brothers ascending the stone steps side by side.

You look up to see your father’s arm draped across Legolas’ shoulders having an in-depth conversation. All nodding and laughing in agreement about something. Getting along quite well as usual.

You remain silent, half smiling then looking back down.

Arwen looked at you, awaiting a response. You knew what she was trying to achieve bringing this to your attention.

“Arwen, King Thandruil forbids Legolas and I as friends, let alone becoming his bride. We would never gain his approval.” You stated.

Arwen’s impish smile faded into concern. Her eyebrows furrowed.

“And why is that?” She asked.

You hesitated to respond, knowing she would detest your answer.

“He prefers a pure Elvin bloodline for Legolas.” You say more shaken than you had wanted to.

Arwen’s dissatisfied expression deepened. Annoyed by the arrogance she just heard. She pulled you closer to her.

“Hear this, sister; if your heart lies with Legolas, then you take hold of Legolas, and do not give in. Not even to the high and mighty, King Thandruil.” Arwen stated.

You love your sister dearly. She always took you under her wing, and never allowed you to think less of yourself. She knew you the best among all your family members and made certain you knew deep down you were a treasure. She already sensed your soul belonged to Legolas. Even if you didn’t even fully know yourself.

You look at Arwen then smile, “Just like yourself and Aragorn?” You raise your eyebrows at her in triumph.

Arwen smiled affectionately at you; aware you know her all too well.

Aragorn, son of man, heir to Isildur, raised in your kingdom under the protection of your father, fancied your sister, Arwen, with all his heart. Their connection beginning similar to yours and Legolas.

You both giggle.

“Is Aragorn here?” You ask Arwen.

“He is. Arrived just this morning.” She replied.

You observed a small scratch on her right cheek.

“What’s this? You ask concerned. You gently touch the wound. She pats your hand reassuringly.

“A thorn from a sapling grazed me as I was escaping from Black Riders.” She explained.

Your eyes widened. “Black riders?? How have you found yourself having to evade Black Riders?” You ask alarmed.

“There is a great deal to explain, sister. Much has occurred while you travelled home from Mirkwood.” Arwen said.

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Your father boarded many new guests at Rivendell before your return. You discovered the presence of four Shire-folk, the High Warden of the White Tower, and the Lord of the Glittering Caves in addition to Legolas. Even the great Gandalf the Grey was present. This must have been a meeting of great magnitude to gather hobbits, men, dwarves, elves and a brilliant wizard.

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[earthlybeam]

Hi, I just found your headcanons and I love reading through them and how detailed you they are! I do have a kind of weird request. I was wondering if you could do some headcanons for a reader who is afraid of the elves at first, but then they begin to make friends? Probably for Elrond, Glorfindel, and Elladan. No pressure! Thanks!

Hi there! Thank you so much for your kind words—I’m so happy to hear you’ve been enjoying my headcanons! 😉🙏 That absolutely isn’t a weird request at all; in fact, I think it’s such an interesting idea. I’d love to explore how Elrond, Glorfindel, and Elladan would react to a reader who’s initially afraid but slowly warms up to them.

enjoy sweetie ✨🫶❤️‍🔥

how would the elves react to this?

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Elrond, Glorfindel, Elladan versions are below.

📜 𝓔𝓵𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓭

Beginning Fear is obviously the feeling of Uncertainty and Unease to you/reader, When you first arrive in Rivendell, you feel completely out of place. The elves are unlike anything you’ve encountered before—ethereal, otherworldly in their grace, and silently commanding in their presence. You often find yourself avoiding their piercing gazes, feeling like you’re being scrutinized, judged, or perhaps even silently ridiculed. Elves move with such fluidity and elegance that it feels as though they belong to a different world entirely, one you’re not sure you can be a part of. You’re particularly intimidated by Elrond, who is both wise and commanding, his very presence invoking awe. He seems so distant, as though he can read the very thoughts of those around him. You fear saying or doing something foolish, especially in his presence.

✶ Misinterpreting Kindness the Feeling Small Your interactions with Elrond are initially filled with hesitation. He speaks to you kindly, his voice gentle and deep, but you can’t shake the feeling that his politeness is something you don’t deserve. When he greets you, it feels formal, and you wonder if he truly sees you as an equal or just another fleeting mortal passing through Rivendell. If he asks about your well-being or your day, you fumble through your responses, unsure of how to speak in front of someone who has lived for so long and seen so much. You’re painfully aware of how small and insignificant your existence seems in comparison to his centuries of wisdom.

✶ Elrond’s Gentle Efforts to Break Through as he Patient and Understanding as Elrond, ever the observant and compassionate leader, notices your unease almost immediately. He doesn’t push you, though, choosing instead to be subtle in his efforts to make you feel comfortable. His usual calm demeanor softens around you, his words slow and thoughtful, never rushed. You begin to realize that his kindness isn’t a performance—it’s genuine. Elrond takes care not to overwhelm you with his usual formality and instead speaks with you as though you are both simply two people having a quiet conversation. He listens patiently when you speak, allowing you time to gather your thoughts, and never rushes you to speak more than you’re comfortable with.

✶ Misunderstandings and Small Victories Closer But Still Hesitant, There are still moments when your fear gets in the way of true connection. A sudden change in the tone of Elrond’s voice can make you flinch, or his near-constant calmness can feel overwhelming. One evening, when he reaches out to hand you a book, you instinctively pull back, convinced he’s too close, too powerful for someone like you. He notices and, instead of retreating, his expression softens, his eyes meeting yours with understanding. “Forgive me, I did not mean to startle you, my friend.” His careful words and the soft, respectful way he steps back leave you feeling ashamed for your reaction, but his quiet reassurances begin to break through the wall of anxiety you’ve built.

✶ Proving He’s Trustworthy Small Acts of Kindness. Elrond begins to demonstrate his trustworthiness through small, quiet actions. One day, after a particularly difficult journey through Rivendell’s gardens, he offers to help you with your load without a word. He carries a heavy bundle for you, his strength and grace evident in every step, but there’s no arrogance in his movements. He simply wants to make things easier for you. He doesn’t ask for anything in return, and when you thank him, his response is as calm as always: “It is nothing, my friend. We are all here to aid one another.” His humility begins to break down some of the walls you’ve built between you.

✶ Moments of Fear and Hesitation, A Slow Process There are still times when your fear resurfaces. Perhaps you’re in the midst of a large gathering in Rivendell, and the many elves speak amongst themselves in their soft, fluid language. You feel like an outsider again, lost in the crowd of graceful beings, unsure of how to fit in. Elrond, ever perceptive, notices the tension in your posture and gently guides you away from the group, offering a quiet walk with him along the edges of the valley. His presence, so soothing, makes you feel less like a stranger and more like someone worthy of his time.

✶ Expressing Your Fear as Honest Conversation, There’s one night, when the weight of your fear feels too much to bear, that you open up to him. You admit, in a quiet and almost shameful whisper, that you’ve been afraid of elves—especially him. His eyes widen slightly, but instead of disappointment, there’s only warmth and understanding. “I see,” he says, his voice soft yet resolute. “We are not all as we seem, my friend. Perhaps, I too have been a stranger to you. But trust is a gift, and I do not ask for it all at once.” His honesty, his willingness to listen without judgment, comforts you in ways you didn’t expect.

✶ Tentative Curiosity like Asking Questions. Over time, you begin to ask Elrond more questions about his life—about Rivendell, his past, and the long years he has spent in Middle-earth. You notice how his face lights up when he speaks of his family, of his people. You can’t help but be drawn in by the depth of his experiences and the kindness with which he recounts them. His answers are never rushed, but they are rich with the wisdom of ages, and you find yourself wanting to know more, craving the connection between the two of you.

✶ Learning to Laugh The First Real Connection, After a few more months, a small moment of levity catches you by surprise. Elrond shares a lighthearted story about a misstep he took in his younger years—one that had the elves of Rivendell in fits of laughter. It’s a rare and candid side of him, and for the first time, you laugh—not just because it’s funny, but because you feel the weight of his kindness and sincerity. Elrond looks at you, his face softening with affection. “There is hope for you yet,” he says with a wink, and you realize how much his approval means to you now.

✶ Reaching Out A Bond Forged in Trust As you grow more comfortable with him, you surprise yourself by initiating conversations. You ask to join him on a walk or invite him to share a meal, and he never hesitates. His presence is calming, reassuring, and you begin to see him as someone you can turn to, someone who has always been there to guide you, even when you didn’t understand. His affection for you deepens as well, though it remains as gentle as always—never demanding, always patient.

✶ Playful Encouragement Gently Pushing Boundaries as Elrond, while composed, also enjoys encouraging you to step beyond your comfort zone—gently, of course. If you’re hesitant to try something new, like a piece of elvish cuisine or a practice in the arts, he offers a soft nudge. “Do you not wish to try it?” he’ll ask, his tone playful. “I shall be right here to assist you.” His encouragement helps you break free from the boundaries of your own fears, and with each new attempt, you feel the connection between you grow stronger.

✶ Earning Your Trust An Unbreakable Bond Through it all, Elrond remains a steadfast friend—someone who will never abandon you, no matter how much time passes. If he promises something, he follows through. If he offers advice, it’s because he knows what’s best for you. You come to rely on him, not just as the wise leader of Rivendell, but as someone who genuinely cares for you. His quiet, unwavering presence is a balm to your soul, and over time, you come to trust him with your heart.

✶ Celebrating Your Growth A Quiet Triumph As your bond deepens, Elrond quietly acknowledges the growth he’s seen in you. One day, while walking through Rivendell’s gardens, he places a hand on your shoulder and says with a rare, soft smile: “I have watched you, and I am proud of how far you have come. In time, the fear you once felt will be a distant memory.” His words, spoken so quietly and with so much reverence, make you realize how much your connection has evolved—from fear to understanding, from discomfort to a deep, unwavering friendship.

Friendship:

✶ Deep, Genuine Interest Elrond makes you feel valued, not just as a companion, but as a person with unique experiences and wisdom. Whenever you converse, he listens intently, asking insightful questions that show he genuinely cares about your thoughts and feelings. In moments of silence, his presence is still one of quiet support, showing that your bond runs deeper than mere words.

✶ Trusting his Guidance As you spend more time with Elrond, his wisdom becomes a quiet but constant guide in your life. You may hesitate at first, unsure whether his advice will always be practical, but Elrond’s calm demeanor and experience give you the confidence to trust him. Whether it’s navigating complicated decisions or understanding the greater path of Middle-earth, Elrond’s guidance proves invaluable. “Sometimes, the smallest step in the right direction can be the hardest,” he might say with a knowing smile.

✶ Thoughtful Actions Elrond is not one for grand displays of affection, but his gestures are always thoughtful. Whether it’s a book that he thinks might resonate with you or a quiet gesture like offering you a seat by the fire, Elrond knows how to make you feel welcome. Even in large gatherings in Rivendell, he often subtly ensures you are comfortable, offering a warm glance or a gentle word.

✶ Constant Support In times of doubt or when you feel lost, Elrond is a pillar of unwavering support. He reminds you that even when you feel alone, you are part of something larger—of Rivendell, of Middle-earth, and of the stories that span across time. If ever you falter, Elrond’s belief in you is steadfast: “Strength is not just in the body but in the heart. And your heart has never faltered.”

✶ Silent Protection While Elrond is not quick to act in a way that might seem overbearing, his protectiveness is subtle yet constant. He watches over you like the land of Rivendell itself, always ready to provide a safe haven. Whether it’s shielding you from an unpleasant conversation or ensuring your well-being during travel, Elrond’s presence is a silent assurance that you are not alone.

✶ Wisdom in Silence There are times when Elrond’s silence speaks volumes. After a difficult experience or an emotional encounter, Elrond may simply sit beside you, offering quiet comfort. Sometimes, it is his unspoken understanding that helps you heal. “Sometimes words are not needed to understand each other,” he might remark, as the two of you sit in companionable silence.

✶ Shared Learning as Elrond enjoys sharing the knowledge of Middle-earth with you, whether it’s the lore of his people, ancient Elven history, or the wisdom of healing and diplomacy. He takes great pride in your curiosity and intelligence, always encouraging you to delve deeper into the mysteries of the world around you. “Knowledge, once gained, cannot be taken from you,” he will often say, encouraging you to broaden your mind and your heart.

✶ Quiet Adventures While Elrond is not one for impulsive adventures, he does take pleasure in more serene explorations. He might lead you on a walk through Rivendell’s hidden gardens or along the peaceful banks of the Bruinen. In these moments, Elrond enjoys pointing out the small wonders of the world—subtle things that most might miss—showing you the quiet beauty of life.

✶ Strengthening Bonds Through Rituals as Elrond believes in the strength of traditions and shared rituals. Whether it’s sitting by the hearth at night, exchanging stories, or offering prayers to the Valar, he appreciates these small, sacred moments that bring people together. “In honoring the old ways, we strengthen the ties that bind us to one another,” he might say, drawing you closer into his world of ancient customs.

✶ A Quiet Kindness as Elrond’s physical affection is minimal, but his kindness radiates in small gestures. He may place a gentle hand on your shoulder after a particularly challenging conversation or share a quiet moment of reflection with you. His touch, though rare, feels like a quiet promise that he’s always there for you, a reassurance that never needs to be voiced aloud.

✶ Heartfelt Praise as Elrond’s pride in your growth may not always be vocal, but it’s clear in the way he looks at you. When you achieve something difficult or overcome a challenge, he’ll often offer a soft, proud smile and a word of affirmation. “Your strength was always there,” he’ll say, “but now the world sees it too.”

✶ Shared Quiet Moments Much like his deep wisdom, Elrond treasures moments of quiet contemplation, often shared with those close to him. Whether it’s sitting by the stars in Rivendell or pondering the future in the library, Elrond values the time spent with you in reflection. “It is in these moments of stillness that we truly understand the world,” he might say, his voice soft but filled with an underlying intensity.

✶ Acknowledging Your Worth At some point in your friendship, Elrond will acknowledge how much you mean to him, though he may never be one to make a dramatic declaration. “It has been a privilege to see you grow,” he may say, his tone full of warmth and quiet admiration. “Not just in skill, but in character. I count you among those whose presence brings light to the world.”

✶ Expressing Pride in Your Journey As you continue to face challenges and grow stronger, Elrond will find subtle ways to express his pride in you. Perhaps when you overcome a fear, he’ll share a story of his own struggles, drawing a parallel to show you how far you’ve come. “Even the mightiest river starts as a trickle,” he may say, proud of the person you’ve become.

☀️𝓖𝓵𝓸𝓻𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓵

Beginning Fear is obviously the feeling of Uncertainty and Unease to you/reader Unfamiliar surroundings at Your first encounters with elves are intimidating because of their ethereal beauty, graceful movements, and the quiet intensity of their presence. They seem otherworldly, almost untouchable, and you feel out of place among them. Distrust of their demeanor, The way they observe you—sharp-eyed and silent—makes you feel like they’re judging your every move. Even their polite smiles feel unsettling, as if they know something you don’t. You avoid eye contact and keep conversations short, fearing you might say or do something foolish. At first, you’re overwhelmed by the sheer presence of Glorfindel. His ethereal beauty, the way his golden hair seems to glow even without sunlight, and the quiet strength he exudes make him seem otherworldly. You feel small and out of place around him, unsure of how to interact with someone who feels so far above you.

𖤓 Misinterpreting His Warmth, Glorfindel’s affectionate demeanor, especially his habit of standing close or placing a comforting hand on your shoulder, feels invasive rather than reassuring. His friendliness, while genuine, is almost too much for you to process in your state of discomfort.

𖤓 Fear of Judgment You can’t help but think that Glorfindel, with his wisdom and his tallness. accomplishments, must be judging you. When he smiles warmly, you worry it pity or amusement at your awkwardness, and his kindness feels like something you haven’t earned.

𖤓 Softening His Approach as Glorfindel quickly notices your unease and adjusts his usual exuberance, giving you more space than he typically would with others as he rather tall statue. He refrains from his usual teasing and instead focuses on offering small, non-threatening acts of kindness, like ensuring you have food or water during long journeys.

𖤓 Patient Encouragement He doesn’t push you to open up, but he finds subtle ways to include you, like inviting you to join him in quiet activities such as watching the stars or tending to his horse, Asfaloth. His presence is calm and steady, helping you feel less overwhelmed over time.

𖤓 Earning Trust Through Actions Glorfindel proves his sincerity by being dependable. If he promises to do something for you, he follows through without fail. Whether it’s guiding you through the woods or helping you learn basic Elvish phrases, his consistent reliability begins to chip away at your fear.

𖤓 Moments of Fear and Hesitation, Overwhelmed by His Radiance. Glorfindel’s effortless charm and striking appearance make you feel even more self-conscious. During your first conversation alone with him, you can barely meet his eyes, stammering through your responses. He notices your discomfort and speaks softly, offering an encouraging smile.

𖤓 Startled by His Energy When Glorfindel approaches you too enthusiastically or laughs too loudly, you instinctively flinch or step back. His expression immediately softens, and he apologizes, promising to be more mindful. “I forget my own exuberance sometimes,” he says with a gentle laugh.

𖤓 Admitting Your Fear When you finally confide in Glorfindel that you find elves intimidating, he listens intently, his usual cheerfulness replaced by a rare seriousness. “We may seem unapproachable,” he says gently, “but we are not so different from you. I, too, was once uncertain in the presence of greatness. Give yourself time.”

𖤓 Tentative Curiosity As you grow more comfortable around him, you begin to ask Glorfindel small questions about his life—his duties in Rivendell, his horse, or his legendary past. He answers with enthusiasm, but always humbly, never flaunting his heroics.

𖤓 Learning to Laugh The first time you laugh at one of Glorfindel’s jokes, it catches him by surprise. His face lights up, and he grins widely. “Ah, there’s the sound I was waiting for,” he says playfully, clearly pleased to have earned your trust.

𖤓 Discovering His Playful Side As your fear diminishes, Glorfindel begins to reintroduce his teasing and lighthearted nature. He playfully challenges you to races or jokes about your hesitance to ride a horse. “If you fall off, I’ll catch you—though you’d better warn me first,” he teases, his golden eyes sparkling with mischief.

𖤓 Encouraging Growth as Glorfindel gently nudges you to step outside your comfort zone. Whether it’s trying Elvish foods or participating in Rivendell’s festivals, he frames each challenge as an adventure, always staying close by to reassure you.

𖤓 Quiet Moments Together Some of the most meaningful moments in your friendship come from the quiet times spent together. Glorfindel enjoys simply sitting with you, either in companionable silence or listening to you talk about your fears and dreams. His presence feels like a safe harbor, warm and steady.

𖤓 Teaching and Learning as Glorfindel begins teaching you small skills, like Elvish phrases or how to properly braid hair. He uses these lessons as opportunities to bond, his patience and humor making each session enjoyable. “You’re a quick learner,” he says, even if you fumble, always finding ways to build your confidence.

𖤓 Acknowledging Your Progress as Glorfindel takes great pride in your journey, often pointing out how far you’ve come. Whether it’s with a teasing remark or a heartfelt compliment, he ensures you recognize your own growth. “Remember when you couldn’t even look me in the eye?” he’ll joke with a grin. “Now look at you, standing tall and laughing at my silly jokes!” His light-hearted teasing always comes with warmth and admiration, and he celebrates every milestone in your journey with genuine joy.

𖤓 He Encouraging your Independence As your friendship deepens, Glorfindel becomes more supportive of your independence. He encourages you to take on challenges on your own, offering a confident smile when you succeed. “I knew you had it in you,” he’ll say, his pride in you unmistakable.

Friendship:

𖤓 From the moment you arrive in Rivendell, Glorfindel ensures you always feel welcomed and valued. He is never too busy to offer a warm greeting or a thoughtful word, whether you’re amidst the bustle of the Last Homely House or alone in a quiet corner. His presence is always reassuring, as though he’s quietly reminding you that you belong.

𖤓 At first, his laughter might seem intimidating, but Glorfindel’s sense of humor is anything but cruel. He loves teasing you with gentle jests, often about things you’ve said or done in the past. “Ah, I remember when you couldn’t tell your left from your right with a sword,” he’ll say with a smile, his tone full of warmth. Over time, you realize that it’s all in good fun, and his teasing comes from a place of genuine affection and camaraderie.

𖤓 Glorfindel’s actions speak louder than words. Whenever you feel uncertain or hesitant, his calm, steady presence reassures you. He listens carefully to your worries, offering advice only when you ask for it, and always with kindness. He has an uncanny ability to read your emotions, knowing when you need space and when you need a word of encouragement. “You are stronger than you think,” he says quietly, always making sure you hear it when you need it most.

𖤓 In times of need, Glorfindel’s loyalty and strength are unwavering. Whether facing danger or navigating emotional struggles, he stands by your side, ready to offer his protection and wisdom. His voice is always calm, a beacon of stability when chaos surrounds you. “Fear not,” he’ll tell you, “for I will always guard you—no matter the storm.”

𖤓 As your friendship deepens, the moments of lightness and laughter become more frequent. You find yourselves sharing jokes and stories, sometimes under the stars or by the fire. Glorfindel’s laughter, deep and genuine, fills the air and lifts your spirits. “If only the orcs knew how seriously you take your sword practice,” he might say with a wink, reminding you not to take yourself too seriously.

𖤓 He A Mentor Who Guides Without Pressure Though he is an expert in many things, Glorfindel never pushes you to be anything other than yourself. If you express an interest in learning swordplay or archery, he’s eager to teach, but always at your pace. His method of instruction is patient and encouraging, never harsh. “You’re progressing beautifully,” he’ll say with a smile, always giving credit where it’s due.

𖤓 Physical Closeness and Protective Gestures Though an elf of great stature and power, Glorfindel’s affection is often shown in small, quiet ways. A hand on your shoulder when you’re nervous, a reassuring pat on the back when you’ve accomplished something difficult. His touch is never overwhelming but is always comforting, reminding you that you are never alone.

𖤓 As time passes, Glorfindel takes great pride in watching you grow and become more confident. When you overcome challenges—whether physical or emotional—he celebrates your victories. “You are becoming quite the warrior,” he’ll remark with a smile, his pride in you evident. He’ll also acknowledge your emotional growth, noticing when your fears have lessened and your strength has increased. “I see more of yourself in your eyes now,” he’ll say, his voice warm and full of admiration.

𖤓 Encouraging Independence While Offering Support as Glorfindel respects your need for independence, but he also knows when to step in and offer guidance. He doesn’t hover or smother, but there’s an unmistakable sense that he’s always nearby should you need him. “I’ll be here if you ever need assistance,” he says, his tone more a promise than a suggestion.

𖤓 Over time, you become an important part of Rivendell’s community, and Glorfindel ensures you know you are seen as one of them. Whether it’s introducing you to others or making sure you’re included in feasts and events, he never lets you feel like an outsider. “This is your home now,” he’ll say with a smile, his voice gentle but firm.

𖤓 You come to cherish the quiet times spent with Glorfindel, whether in the forests of Rivendell or beside a gentle stream. In these moments, you see a side of him that few others do—one that is introspective, calm, and deeply reflective. He’s not one to share many words about his past, but when he does, you realize the depth of his wisdom and experience. “Not all battles are fought with a sword,” he’ll say quietly, offering his own life lessons to guide you.

𖤓 Glorfindel creates a sense of safety, both physically and emotionally. His presence brings a calm that reassures you in moments of uncertainty or fear. When your heart is heavy or your mind troubled, he is quick to notice, offering a quiet space to talk or simply sit in comfortable silence. He may not offer solutions, but his silent support means everything.

𖤓 Celebrating Your Achievements No matter how small, Glorfindel takes pride in your achievements. If you complete a difficult task or overcome an obstacle, he is among the first to congratulate you. “You’ve made great strides,” he’ll say, often with a smile that shows how much he respects you. His pride is genuine, and he never holds back when acknowledging how far you’ve come.

𖤓 A True Friend and Constant Companion Through all the ups and downs, Glorfindel’s friendship becomes one of the most consistent and dependable parts of your life. He is always there—whether in moments of triumph or struggle—making sure you never feel alone. As your friendship blossoms, you realize that you’ve found not just a mentor or protector, but a true friend who sees you for who you are and loves you for it.

⚔️𝓔𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓪𝓷

Beginning Fear is obviously the feeling of Uncertainty and Unease to you/reader Unfamiliar surroundings at Your first encounters with elves are intimidating because of their ethereal beauty, graceful movements, and the quiet intensity of their presence. They seem otherworldly, almost untouchable, and you feel out of place among them. Distrust of their demeanor, The way they observe you—sharp-eyed and silent—makes you feel like they’re judging your every move. Even their polite smiles feel unsettling, as if they know something you don’t. You avoid eye contact and keep conversations short, fearing you might say or do something foolish.

⭒ Misinterpreting kindness When Elladan first approaches you, his friendly and open demeanor feels overwhelming. You mistake his playful teasing for mockery and worry that you’re being ridiculed. If he tries to engage you in light banter, you respond stiffly or withdraw entirely, which puzzles him. Fear of rejection A part of you fears that the elves—Elladan especially—see you as lesser or unworthy of their time. Their effortless elegance only amplifies your self-consciousness, making you hesitant to speak up or express yourself.

⭒ Elladan’s Gentle Efforts to Breaking Through the Fear as Persistent but patient as Elladan notices your unease and approaches with care, toning down his usual exuberance. He speaks softly and refrains from overwhelming you with his usual playful antics, though his curiosity about you remains evident.

⭒ Misunderstandings and small victories At first, Elladan’s attempts to connect with you often backfire. His jokes might make you even more nervous, and his cheerful persistence can feel invasive. However, he starts celebrating the smallest signs of progress—like a hesitant smile or a single question you ask him—as if they’re great victories. Proving he’s trustworthy Over time, Elladan finds subtle ways to show you that he’s genuinely kind and not to be feared. For instance, he might help you carry something heavy without asking, or offer to teach you something useful like basic elvish phrases.

⭒ Moments of Fear and Hesitation as the Feeling overwhelmed in crowds If you’re surrounded by a group of elves, their fluid conversations and occasional laughter make you feel excluded and more self-conscious. Elladan quickly picks up on this and subtly steers you away, offering a one-on-one conversation to put you at ease.

Flinching at sudden movements The first time Elladan approaches you too quickly or raises his voice in excitement, you instinctively flinch or back away. His face immediately softens, and he takes a step back, lowering his voice. “I didn’t mean to startle you,” he says sincerely, and he’s careful not to repeat the mistake.

⭒ Expressing your fear, If you finally admit that you’re afraid of elves—or even him—Elladan listens intently, his usual humor absent. “We can seem… larger than life,” he admits gently, “but we’re just people, like you. We make mistakes, and we can be foolish—trust me, I’m proof of that.” His honesty and vulnerability go a long way in soothing your fears.

⭒ Tentative curiosity As you begin to trust Elladan, you ask him small questions about his life, his family, or Rivendell. Each question makes his face light up, and he answers enthusiastically, clearly thrilled by your interest.

⭒ Learning to laugh The first time you laugh at one of Elladan’s jokes, it catches him off guard, and he breaks into a wide grin. “See? I knew you had a sense of humor!” he teases, though he’s clearly pleased to have made you feel comfortable.

⭒ Reaching out Eventually, you surprise yourself by initiating conversations or asking to join in on activities with Elladan. Whether it’s a quiet walk or a hunting trip, your growing confidence delights him, and he’s always quick to encourage you further.

⭒ Playful encouragement As you grow more comfortable, Elladan gently nudges you to try new things, often framing them as challenges or games to make them less intimidating. “I’ll race you to the stream,” he might say with a wink, knowing the activity will distract you from overthinking.

⭒ Earning your trust as Elladan proves his reliability by always keeping his word. If he says he’ll protect you, he does so fiercely. If he promises to teach you something, he’s patient and thorough. Over time, you realize you can rely on him completely.

⭒ Celebrating your growth, Elladan loves pointing out how far you’ve come, often with dramatic flair. “Do you see this? Laughing! Talking to an elf willingly! I’ll have to tell Elrohir—I’ve worked a miracle!” His over-the-top antics make you roll your eyes, but you can’t help smiling.

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Elladan makes you feel seen One of the first steps toward friendship is how Elladan ensures you never feel invisible. Whether it’s a quiet meal or a grand gathering in Rivendell, he always makes a point of including you—inviting you to sit with him, asking for your opinion, or subtly drawing you into the conversation with others.

⭒ Learning to trust his mischief as Elladan’s playful side becomes less intimidating as you see that his jokes and antics are never malicious. If you hesitate when he suggests a game or activity, he playfully exaggerates his own skill to make you laugh “Of course, I’ll win—but I’ll let you have a head start.” Eventually, you learn to laugh and join in, knowing he just wants you to have fun.

⭒ Inside jokes develop Over time, Elladan begins to create small, shared moments of humor between the two of you. These could be silly nicknames he invents for you, teasing remarks about Elrohir’s seriousness, or humorous callbacks to your first awkward encounters. The more you laugh together, the closer your bond grows.

⭒ Elladan’s Loyalty as a Friend Unwavering support, Elladan quickly proves himself to be a dependable friend. If you ever express doubt about your abilities, he’s the first to remind you of your strengths “You underestimate yourself. Did I not just see you handle that with the precision of an elven hunter?” His confidence in you helps you see your own worth.

⭒ Protective instincts While Elladan respects your independence, he is fiercely protective if he senses danger. Whether it’s a physical threat like orcs or someone making you uncomfortable in conversation, he steps in without hesitation. His protectiveness is never stifling; it feels more like a silent assurance that he always has your back.

⭒ Comfort during tough times When you’re struggling—whether due to fear, homesickness, or doubt—Elladan is the first to notice. He’ll offer a quiet moment away from the group, sitting with you under the stars or near a warm fire. He might share a story from his own life, showing you that even elves face challenges. “You’d think being immortal makes things easier,” he jokes, “but I assure you, I’ve stumbled more times than I can count.

⭒ Learning new skills together Elladan loves teaching you elven skills, such as archery, swordplay, or tracking. He takes great pride in your progress, offering encouragement and playfully exaggerating your achievements “If the orcs knew you were out here, they’d flee without a fight!”

⭒ Exploring the wilds Whether it’s a ride through the forests of Rivendell or a walk along the Bruinen, Elladan enjoys showing you the beauty of Middle-earth. He often shares little pieces of elven lore or points out hidden paths, delighting in your awe.

⭒ Once you’re comfortable, Elladan ropes you into his favorite pastime by teasing Elrohir. Whether it’s hiding his belongings, swapping his wine for water, or playfully mimicking his serious tone, Elladan relishes your partnership in mischief.

⭒ Physical closeness As your friendship deepens, Elladan becomes more openly affectionate. He’ll sling an arm around your shoulder, nudge you playfully, or ruffle your hair if you’re feeling down. His touch is always casual and comforting, a silent reminder of your bond.

⭒ Elladan loves inventing affectionate nicknames for you, ranging from sincere to completely ridiculous. If you protest, he only doubles down, claiming that it’s his right as your “best friend in all of Arda.”

⭒ Elladan often surprises you with small, thoughtful gifts a carefully carved pendant, a flower he picked during a ride, or a dagger he claims is enchanted (it’s not, but he insists it’s lucky).

⭒ Festive occasions During Rivendell feasts or celebrations, Elladan makes sure you feel included and valued. He’ll encourage you to join in the singing or dancing, sometimes even pulling you into a circle of elves with a grin. “You’re one of us now,” he says warmly.

⭒ Sharing quiet moments While Elladan is known for his playful nature, he treasures the quiet times you share as well. Whether it’s sitting by the river or watching the stars, these peaceful moments are when he lets his deeper thoughts show. “I’m glad you’re here,” he’ll say softly, his usual teasing tone replaced by sincerity.

⭒ Acknowledging your bond At some point, Elladan may reflect on how much your friendship means to him. “You know,” he says one day, “when I first met you, I didn’t think you’d ever speak to me, let alone join me on these adventures. But now, I can’t imagine not having you around. Even Elrohir agrees—though he’ll never admit it.”

⭒ Expressing pride in your growth If you’ve overcome challenges or fears, Elladan makes sure to remind you of how far you’ve come. “You’re braver than you realize,” he says with a grin. “If I ever get into trouble, I’ll know exactly who to call for help.”

Hope you enjoy the headcanons I love writing them all ✨🫶🤭❤️‍🔥

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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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