#help- elrond is a DORK.

[malkaleh]

I am not putting it in the gifset tags because that would not be fair but Peter Jackson I hate the ‘men are weak’ line you gave to movie!Elrond so much it makes me upset because no actually He Would Not Fucking Say That. That Is Not (My) Elrond.

@goshawke wrote the best little poem about this ages ago I am reminded.

[mismaeve]

Thank you so much for tagging me!!! 💕 I just want to say how proud I am of you - you are such an incredible and talented writer, one who never fails to deliver such strong stories, filled with raw emotion and perfect, detailed imagery. I mean, I am always, and will forever remain, in utter awe of you! You really are an inspiration. Love you lots! 💕✨

FIVE WORKS I'M PROUD OF

The Gift (Thranduil x Reader) - It is probably the only one, for now, where I've spent the longest time writing, researching different things to be able to write it better and just pouring everything I had into it. I remember when I was done writing it, how empty and sad I felt.

Weave Me a Lullaby ( Elrond x Reader ) - It is currently my favorite Elrond fic that I have written. I think it may have also been the first fic of mine that featured only the one scene. I love the simplicity of it.

Stars of Decadence ( Thranduil x Reader ) - I am proud of this one because it was my first smut and yet smut doesn't really fit it seeing how I was doing everything in my power to keep it rather tame. Even I was surprised at how poetic it turned out.

Runaway Love ( Haldir x Reader ) - I just loved this one!! I loved every moment of it, I loved writing it, I loved Haldir being a dork, it was just so simple and fun.

Long Live the Queen ( Thranduil x Elvenqueen ) - I love the plot idea for that story and I really hope I can write the rest of it.

FOUR NEW WIPS I AM EXCITED TO RELEASE NEXT YEAR

I am working on a Maglor x Reader story for my beloved wife @kanafinwe-makalaure. So expect some Maglor fluff coming your way sometime soon.

I have a rough outline for a funny dinner party story featuring Thranduil, Elrond, Bard, Galion and Dain that I'm writing for @now-thats-an-oof. But since it's supposed to be comedy gold, I'm having a hard time working on it because I don't consider myself funny. But it is definitely in the works.

A dragonsick Thorin x Reader story that I'm really wanting to write because I got inspired after watching The Hobbit.

Elrond x Reader smut that I was going to write for Kinktober before life happened. I started writing it, and I am definitely gonna finish it next year.

TOP THREE IMPROVEMENTS

What I consider an improvement for myself and my works, is I've stopped writing introductions and descriptions and all that, I now (more or less) dive right in and give explanations and/or descriptions along the way if I feel they are needed.

I've started keeping it short and to the point when I write a story, and often just stick to that one scene if I can. I feel it makes it much easier to write and creates a better flow. But that's mostly something I employ when I write one shots.

It's hardly a writing improvement but more of a Maeve improvement; I no longer stress myself into an early grave by trying to force myself to get inspired or forcing myself to write. It has helped so much and I think the stories that I do end up writing, are much better as well.

TOP TWO RESOLUTIONS

Expand my masterlist in terms of characters I write for. I want to write more for Elrond ( I mean, he's my husband so I kinda have to), Haldir. I also want to write for Kili, Faramir and Aragorn. I just want to expand my works, my themes, everything.

Finish Long Live the Queen even though it's one of my least popular stories.

FAVORITE LINE

““Do not hurry to dismiss that which has been, nor should you rush to erase the past because the present has brought you disappointment,” his wisdom never failed to astonish you. Even now on this dreary evening when your marriage was crumbling like stone.

I am not the one for you, same as you are not the one for me. Painful as it is, it does not in fact change the good that we had. You should always remember that as you move forward in your life,” his offered counsel felt lost on you.”

It's from Her Tortured Soul, Part Two. It's my favorite line because it feels like I really nailed Elrond right there and then, I can't help but think how much this really sounds like him, and it makes me feel so proud.

Tagging these lovelies: @kanafinwe-makalaure @deep-space-elf @blueberryrock @sehnsuchts-trunken @kiatheinsomniac @augustwithquills @eunoiaastralwings @heilith @hellotvshowtrash @beautyandwords

Fic-year in review

Thank you @cilil for tagging me. I've taken some days so think about it...so, here we go.

Rules

post the top 5 works you're most proud of that you released in 2022 (not necessarily your most popular)

your top 4 current WIPs that you're excited to release in the new year

your top 3 biggest improvements in your writing over the past year

your top 2 resolutions (ways you wish to improve your writing/blog) for the new year,

and your number 1 favorite line you've written this year!

Tagging: @lordoftherazzles, @laurfilijames, @last-capy-hupping, @lathalea, @polutrope, @cuarthol, @heilith, @mismaeve, @scyllas-revenge and everyone else who wants to do this. (Again, I've tagged a few people who I think might tag all the others :) )

Five works I'm proud of

The Silm/Hobbit crossover because it shows the change I've undergone this year. (Maglor & Ori)

Sic vita est because it is - in my opinion - one of the best representations of who I am as a writer. (genderbent Fëanorians, multi-ship)

Some say the world will end in fire because it was one of the hardest things I've ever written. (In-universe Russingon with a twist)

Blood because it is very different from what I usually write as well. (Vampire Elves)

Song as old as rhyme because it proves that I can update and adapt my HCs and the way I write characters according to new stuff I wanted to try out.

Four new WIPs I am excited to release next year

My (as of yet) untitled MSV fic (I am sweating bullets over it, but I am giving it my best shot)

My art exchange fic with @sortumavaara (Glorestor)

My calendar fic for @frosticenow's calendar event

Different Disney/Musical AUs where I don't know yet which one will make the cut. Depends on how I feel and what people would want to see the most.

Top three improvements

I've taken part in about every event I could get my hands on and I've worked hard on overcoming (or at least challenging) my profound fear of being impertinent by being everywhere all the time.

I don't know if that is an improvement (some people might disagree), but I've taken on a whole slew of new characters. I now write canon x canon, LGBTQ+, queer smut, and an alarming number of elves and Valar.

I have ventured into new (and sometimes uncomfortable) styles, genres, tropes this year. I've dared trying to write some really explicit smut and some profound angst for example.

Top two resolutions

Actually finishing something (really, I just want to bring 1! of my longfics to a close without it fizzling out, lol)

Furthering my nefarious AU propaganda...and maybe letting people in on a broader All-Tolkien (timeline what timeline) AU where I get to play with ALL my blorbos.

Favourite line

How easy it had been to give up the crown of fire and wrath and hand it over to temperate wisdom instead; he could never have been the king Fingon had become and his ultimate failure to defend the one who had shielded him through perils galore was a proof of his ineptitude too terrible to bear.

(I chose one at random, even though I dare say that my favourite line is probably: I love you)

Masterlist

Ao3

Lots and lots of love from me!

[ivanaskye]

Y’all need... chapter FIVE of elrond fic?

(at this point, it is fair to say I am not sorry.)

The first rains of the season are falling, the very first, the first since I have chosen, and I am smiling to find myself memorize their rhythms on the leaves above.  I sit with Elros, and look to him, and that itself is a comfort I know I will carry with me through the long years—him, my mirror image, so different from me and yet so familiar.

And the rain makes such a gentle melody as we take shelter under one of the larger trees.

“Well, this came about suddenly,” he comments.

“Indeed it did!” I say, smiling to watch the white of it around us, the way it grays and blurs the world and yet makes the green seem greener.

“Will your mirth ever cease,” Elros mutters, although I know it is not in disdain, not at all.

“No, never,” I say, a light of playfulness flashing in my eyes and my voice.  “That is what I promised.  That is what I chose.”

“Although did you not say that two days ago you spent the whole of the night crying?”

“Well, there is that,” I say, and smile at him, and I know what he sees in my smile: me, his brother, his twin, insufferable always and forever, to the ends of the earth.

“I would say that I do not understand you,” Elros says, “if you haven’t regularly spent hours and hours explaining every last part of your thought processes to me—“

I laugh.  “And rightly so!  For does it not do you well to understand your own brother?”

“It also does well to have some moments of silence and peace,” Elros mutters.

“You have some!” I say.  “Occasionally.”

“Not anytime I’m within earshot of you.”

I grin, not having any way to deny this.  “But you love me all the same.”

He rolls his eyes.  “You seem to seek to hasten my departure, to lead my people, to maybe have some freedom from your constant chatter—“

“Don’t worry, I’ll visit!” I say, still grinning.

“I am to lead a kingdom,” Elros says, almost a mutter in the gentle and misty air.  “And what, exactly, are your plans?  Other than visiting me and my descendants, and bothering them for all time?”

I smile, and let that smile be gentle.  “I have been thinking of it.”

“Have you now, for last I heard, thinking requires not talking—“

“I have!” I say.  “And it seems to me that so much is lost, or might be, and I do not wish that for it, I do not wish it—“ I almost choke in a sob, the emotion coming fast, as it does in Elves but also always has in me, even before my choice.  “I wish to remember, brother.  You know that.”

“And…?”

“And so I find myself daydreaming of long travels to collect the knowledge of our peoples, to hear all they remember of Beleriand and also all they know of the crafts they have learned, and cooking, and language—all of it.  And in me it will be kept, safe—and when I write it, it will be safer, safe even from the possibility of my death.  And for that reason I wish to know all that both our peoples know, in case, in case—“

“You are so greedy!” Elros says.  “For time, for knowledge, for everything! It is never enough for you, is it?”

“What, life?” I ask.  “Because, no, Elros, life is never enough for me and never will be, not in the sense that I will tire of it!  I will never have had my fill, I will drink from its cup and drink and drink, though centuries may pass, and millenia, and pain and sorrow and war, and still I will not turn back from it!  I will not escape it!  I will not ever have enough!”

In a moment as I talked, Elros almost shrunk back from my voice, but now he smiles, a strange peace in his face.  “Then do that, brother.  Do that, do it all, and tell me how it goes, after the breaking of the world—“

“But I thought you wanted me to give you peace from my words?” I ask.  “For then, so far from now, when our different paths finally reconnect after long years—then, Elros, I will have so much to tell you, and I doubt all the powers in the world will be able to stop my tongue.”

“I know,” Elros says.  “And perhaps that is why I ask for some moments of peace now.  And why I am glad you may spend some years—maybe even more!—wandering distant mountains and fields in search of knowledge, giving me some years of peace without your visits.”

“Though you might miss me,” I comment.

He rolls his eyes.  “I will hold celebrations each time you leave.”

“You’ll still miss me,” I say.  “You’ll suddenly find yourself restless at night, and wonder why, until you realize that you can’t find anyone better than me to be irritated at, it will feel so strange—“

He slaps me, gently, on my head.  “Wishful thinking, brother.”

I just smile at him.  “Oh, you love me, and you know it.”

There’s footsteps, and even though the sound is though mud rather than hard dirt ground, I recognize them immediately, for of course I memorize so quickly now.

“I was wondering why you two had not come back with the rest of the hunting party,” Gil-galad says.

“Well, it is raining, you see,” Elros says.

“So was it when the rest returned,” Gil-galad says.

“Ah, but there was also the problem that we were already further behind, because Elrond could not help himself but to show me a strange beetle he found—“

“—It was blue and orange, and shining like the sun!” I protest.

Elros shakes his head.  “Anyway, my brother here delayed me, and so it started pouring while we were still somewhat far, and we sought shelter.”

Gil-galad smiles.  “Well,” he says, “now that I know where you are, would you mind if I relax here with you?  I find that I might enjoy the company.”

I nod, but am sure to glance to Elros, in case he disagrees—and he says, “yes,” and I hear no lie in his voice nor see any on his face.

And so Gil-galad sits across from us, water dripping off his dark hair.  He sits on a bed of grass and pine needles, less under the crown of deepest shelter that Elros and I have found, but still far dryer than he would have been out in the open.

“So I hear you’ve been getting to know my terrible brother,” Elros says, and had I been drinking something, I am fairly sure I would have spat it out.

“That appears to be the case,” Gil-galad says with a smile, surprising me: he has never himself said something so irreverent about anyone, so I did not expect him to respond to such a statement with case.

“Tell me,” Elros says, “have you gotten him to shut up yet?  And if so, please do inform me as to how.  I’m listening.”

If I had not lived with Elros all my life, I might find myself embarrassed at this.

“No, not particularly,” Gil-galad says with a smile.  “Nor would I want to.  In fact, at first I had some difficulty getting him to freely say things to me.”

“So you have discovered it then!” Elros says.  “The secret for him to be quiet.”

“Intimidation,” Gil-galad says simply.  “But nevertheless, how are you faring?  Both of you, whoever is interested in answering?”

“I find myself planning,” Elros says.  “Preparing.  I have much ahead of me.”

And he worries whether he will be able to manage it, or how.  He does not say this, but I hear it in his voice—it’s not a waver, it’s an added hardness.  As if to cover the fear up.  I know him too well not to hear it.

But he has not said it, so I know he does not want Gil-galad to know, and so of course I will respect that—by turning the subject away from him, by talking incessantly about myself, just as he always complains about.

“Well,” I say, “I find myself listening to the rain, memorizing it, although of course I always memorize everything now, it is sinking into me and becoming like the fabric of me, or no, like a fabric around me that I will never lose possession of.  It is mine to hold, and I need not fear its loss, no matter what next happens, no matter if the rain stops falling this next second and the sun begins to shine.  It will not be lost in me, not really.”

“Not even at the breaking of the world,” Gil-galad says with a smile.  “Elrond, some of your words remind me to be truly happy to be alive.”

I smile genuinely, without thinking—but also bow, playfully, with thinking.  “In that way, I will be at your service,” I say.

“Elrond!” Elros says.  “He is the High King of the Noldor!  Did you just—“

I think I can feel myself blush, realizing what I said.  “I just technically pledged … well, I meant—“ and yet, I cannot finish the sentence, for it seems strangely wrong to take it back now.

Gil-galad smiles, in that calm and kind way that I am already growing used to.  “You do not have to mean that as a true pledge.  I would not mind, either way.”

And yet, and yet, in these past few days I have grown to like him, and I know the way the words I spoke feel in me.  “And yet, I think it was a true pledge.”

When I glance to the side, I find Elros’ face firmly in the palms of his hands.

“Brother, if this must be embarrassment, it is not yours to bear,” I tell him.

“I still had to listen to it,” he complains, and I understand—he bears so much without thinking, and he always has.  And I know the way pain weighs on him, I have seen it so often in his eyes.

“And yet it is just embarrassment,” I say to him, gently.  “It is nothing worse.”  I turn to Gil-galad, and I smile, and I say, “Although I do not think I am embarrassed.”

“Shut up…” Elros moans.

“Never,” I say.

[frodo-with-glasses]

More Reading Thoughts: The Passing of the Grey Company

EYYYY MERRY!! Aragorn! Legolas and Gimli!! I missed you guys! 8-D

“So four of the Company still remain.” Dramatic much, Aragorn??

“‘And then whither?’ said Legolas. ‘I cannot say yet,’ Aragorn answered.” *hums to myself* And whither then, I cannot say…

Legolas and Gimli don’t even wait to hear where Aragorn is going before they loudly volunteer to come with him. I love these dorks so much LOL

“But do not look for mirth at the ending. It will be long, I fear, ere Theoden sits at ease again in Meduseld. Many hopes will wither in this bitter spring.” Aaaaand Aragorn accidentally foreshadows Theoden’s death :-(

Literally Merry: “Welp, if I run now, I’ll die, so I might as well stay and fight.”

Aragorn, immediately, upon seeing an old friend again: IT’S HUGGING TIME

“Merry breathed a sigh of relief. …It seemed that there would be no need to die in Theoden’s defense, not yet at any rate.” Whoa, Merry, that’s pretty hardcore. Respect.

Yooo so these are all Rangers like Aragorn?? And Elrond’s sons are here too?? SICK.

All of Aragorn’s old friends, in fancy foreshadowing language, at once: “HI WE BROUGHT YOU A FLAG AND YOU’RE GONNA HAVE TO GO WAKE UP SOME GHOSTS”

Legolas calling Merry “Master Sluggard” for sleeping until noon X’-D Give me the Legolas and Merry roast battle STAT!

Tolkien quietly implies that Legolas and Gimli stood around talking to Merry while he got dressed. I don’t have anything to comment here except that casual platonic intimacy is delightful.

Evidently, the Rangers are here because of Galadriel ex machina.

Merry’s opinion of Theoden went from “I want to talk to you about pipeweed” to “I would die for you” in like .005 seconds and I am 1000% here for it

“Filled suddenly with love for this old man, he knelt on one knee, and took his hand and kissed it. ‘May I lay the sword of Meriadoc of the Shire on your lap, Theoden King?’ he cried. ‘Receive my service, if you will!’”

WOW that’s like a high-octane shot of unfiltered medieval chivalry right to the veins. I think the buzz in my head is my entire British ancestry all waking up at once in a patriotic fit. HECK YEAH KINGS AND KNIGHTS AND CASTLES MAN LET’S FRICKIN’ GOOOOOO

!!!!!!!!! HELLO??? All the Rangers wear their cloaks asymmetrically??? “Pinned on the left shoulder” it says. I’VE BEEN DRAWING ARAGORN’S CLOAK PINNED ON HIS SHOULDER THIS WHOLE TIME. The right-side one, not the left, but STILL. I DIDN’T FRICKIN’ REMEMBER THIS PART. DID I RECALL IT SUBCONSCIOUSLY AGAIN???? HEEEEHHHH??????

Pippin, constantly: “I miss Merry :-(” Merry, constantly: “I miss Pippin :-(”

Oooh the Rangers have been guarding the Shire, and the hobbits didn’t even know about it!! That’s so cool, man. Like guardian angels with mud-stained boots.

I have little to say about Aragorn’s story of looking into the Palantir except that I’m glad he’s had something to eat and I really hope he gets some sleep soon :-/

Ohhh so the Grey Company is Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, and the other Rangers. The Three Musketeers and Co.

Eowyn: “Please don’t go.” Aragorn: “Sorry, no.” Eowyn: “You’ll die.” Aragorn: “No, I won’t.” Eowyn: “Then take me with you so that I can die too.” Aragorn: “Emphatically, no.”

Eowyn bemoaning the “part of a woman” is both startlingly modern and better than any more recent attempt I’ve seen to write the exact same thing. Eowyn doesn’t want to fight just because she’s afraid of seeming “lesser than the men”; she wants to fight because she’s afraid of living a purposeless life, of sitting around uselessly while the world is in peril and she feels she can help. Her motivation is a lot like Steve Rogers’ back in the first Captain America movie: “Bucky, come on! There are men laying down their lives. I got no right to do any less than them.”

Aaaaand Tolkien once again proves that he can absolutely write suspense and horror if he wants to.

Gimli is an interesting choice for a POV character here. I guess it makes sense, tho; he’s neither a Ranger nor an Elf, so the fear of the Dead is going to sit heaviest on him.

“Yes, the Dead ride behind. They have been summoned.” OHHHHH HOHOHOHO.

DUUUUDE. JUST. Okay so we all know that in the movie there’s this huge confrontation where Aragorn argues with the dead king to help them, right?? That totally makes sense story-wise; it’s a “trial” he has to pass to get their respect. But there’s nothing like that here. The trial is quiet, it’s understated; it’s simply the labor of getting through the Paths of the Dead and battling through that aura of fear to the other side. And you don’t know that the ghosts are following you until you’re leaving. Imagine being on your way out of a place called the Paths of the Dead, finally coming out of that horrible cave and looking up to see the stars, and when you finally think you’re safe, you turn around and see an army of ghosts following in silent procession. CHILLS, MAN. Just. CHILLS.

And now the Grey Company includes the ghosts apparently!

I have nothing to say about the people running away from Aragorn and calling him “the King of the Dead” except that it’s funny and chilling all at once.

The Stone of Erech really said ⚫️

[saelwen]

The Last Dragon

Daenys Targaryen x Glorfindel

Crossover: Game of Thrones and LOTR/Hobbit

Chapter15

Masterlist

Summary:After Daenerys death, her daughter Daenys, flew away with Drogon. Feeling lost with out her mother beside her, but what will happen when Daenys find a portal that will lead her to a certain world, where dwell elves, dwarves, humans and other races.

Warnings: Fluff, a bit of blood

Words: 1,388

A/n: Well there was a change of plans 😂😂 It seems that Glorfindel charm his way into the readers heart 😂 So this fanfic will be Daenys x Glorfindel.

The sound of soft music and elves chatting happily with each others sound around the large room. I was sitting beside Glorfindel, on the main table with Elrond and Thranduil. A small smile forms on my face as I look down to my chest, seeing the necklace that Glorfindel has given me, the gold contrasting with my black gown, making it almost glow with the light of the candles.

I notice in the corner of my eye that Thranduil don’t take his ice blue eyes from me, ignoring Elrond, who was trying to grab his attention. Fear start spreading through my body as I saw the greed and lust in his eyes, reminding me the look that the disgusting man of Westeros gave to my mother.

A warm comfortable hand pose softly my thigh, I look up and saw Glorfindel smiling warmly to me “Are you alright, Melleth nin?” his voice was calm and soft. I nod and cuddle my head into his shoulder, feeling his warm lips on my forehead.

I heard a soft chuckle coming from Elrond, I move my gaze to him and saw a smirk on his lips “I see there is a new couple in Rivendell.” as he said that, Thranduil crush his wine cup, spilling his drink on the table.  

A servant goes running to him and clean the mess that he did, Elrond roll his eyes and smile warmly to us “Yeah...We are courting!” Glorfindel says a while smiling like a dork. A giggle escape from my lips “Yes, this elfling woke me up early in the morning to ask me to court him...i must say that was very romantic.”  we start laughing but stop as Thranduil shot up from his seat “I’m sorry but I'm not feeling very well....If you excuse me!” with that, he goes to his chambers.  

An awkward silence spread in our table, Elrond stay looking to his plate a while me and Glorfindel look around the room. Never in my life I've felt this awkward...

Elrond let out a small cought and then looks to me with a small smile “Tell me Lady Daenys...Can you sing us a song?” my eyes widened and look down to my hands. Oh Gods! I haven't sung for so long....

“Can you sing us a song from your world? If you want of course.” he says softly, I look up to him and smile brightly “Yes...I know a song.” I stand up and walk to where the musicians were, telling them to play a soft tune. All the elves in the room stop talking and move they attention to me, I took a deep breath “The song that I'm going to sing was made for my mother, Daenerys Stormborn, by the people that she set free...” I say with a warm voice, looking back to the musicians, I nod and they begin playing the song.  

(You should play the song to feel the moment ---- Click right here)

She who walks in fire

Will strike down every master

Break the chains around us

And we will call out

Oh, our Silver Queen

Blood of Dragon

Khaleesi

You who set us free

Daenerys Stormborn

Dragon Queen

Oh Mhysa

Oh Mhysa   (2x)

Oh Mhysa

She who speaks for the voiceless

Will raise a sword in justice

She will rise like an Empress

Bring all Westeros to its knees

Oh our, Silver Queen

Blood of Dragon

Khaleesi

You who set us free

Daenerys Stormborn

Dragon Queen

Mhysa

Oh Mhysa   (4x)

Mhysa

Oh, our Silver Queen

Blood of Dragon

Khaleesi

                             (3x)

You who set us free

Daenerys Stormborn

Dragon Queen

When the songs end, there was a big silence in the room. I open my eyes, that I didn’t notice closing, and look around the room, seeing all the elves stare at me in awe.  

Glorfindel shot up from his seat and start applauding like a mad man, with a proud smile on his face. The elves begin cheering and applauding, I smile and clean a small tear that have escape from my eyes.

I bow to them in thanks and walk to my seat, Glorfindel wrap his arm around my shoulder and kiss my cheek softly “You were incredible!” he whispers to me, Elrond smiles to me “Your mother seemed to be a wonderful Queen!” I nod and say a small thank you. Indeed, she was...

When the moon was high in the dark sky, the elves begin leaving the feast, tired and full of food in they stomachs. A yawn escape from me, I close my eyes a while cuddling into Glorfindel neck. He let out a small chuckle “Melleth nin...I think it’s better to go rest now.” I only nod, not having the strength to talk.  

He wraps his strong arm around my waist and lead me to my chambers, saying goodbye to Elrond.  

When we arrive to my room, he helps me lying down on the bed, making my children jump into my arms “Hello, my children! Did you miss me?” they all start purring and fight for my attention. A giggle falls from my lips “Easy! Easy! No need to fight.” I say softly a while petting they heads.

I look to Glorfindel, who was in the middle of the room “Well...I will leave you be, my love. Rest wel--” “No!...Please stay, I don’t want to be alone.” I say quickly, grabbing his hand and pull him to my bed. He nods and lie down beside me, looking to my eyes.

He moves his hand and cup my cheek softly, rubbing his thumb on my warm skin “You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever see....They remind me of the precious jewels of the Noldor.”  I feel my cheek burn from his words and hide my face on his neck, wrapping my arms around his torso “I love you, Melleth nin...” I say shyly, cuddling to his side. He grabs softly my chin and lift it so I was looking to his beautiful eyes “I love you too, My Dragon Queen!” with that he crashes his lips to mine, kissing me softly.  

We fall asleep like this, cuddling into each other with the dragons sleeping around us. Feeling like I was finally home, in the arms of my love.

(??? P.O.V)

“GO! GO NOW!” Sir Davos yell to me a while blocking his enemy sword. I look around me, seeing all the death and destruction. How could we be so stupid?...

I grab my dagger with a blade made of Dragon Glass and stab the white walker in front of me “COME WITH ME!” I yelled to Sir Davos. He turns back to me but that was a stupid move and a strong blade pass through him, making a large wound on his stomach. No! No!...NO!  

His body falls on the ground with a loud bang, his blood flowing to the cold ground. My eyes widened as saw the creature that kill him. Jon Snow was standing there, with his hands full of blood of innocent people, his eyes were ice blue and his skin was pale white, with blue veins around his face and neck. He’s one of them....a white walker!

I turn around and start running to the secret exit from the Red Keep. I knew that something wasn’t right! How the Night King died so easily....Bran Stark coming to Kings Landing knowing that he will be the new King of the Seven Kingdoms and now he is the FUCKING Night King! Maybe I was wrong...maybe Daenerys was the right ruler...The chosen one.

I open the hiding door and run outside, hearing the army of dead close behind me. Stopping when I reach the edge of the cliff, I look down and saw the strong waves hitting the rocks. Fuck! There’s no way out!

A chuckle grabbed my attention, looking back I saw Bran walking towards me with Jon close behind him “STAY BACK!” I yell to him, putting my dagger in front of me. I don’t want be one of them!  

I look back to the strong sea and took a deep breath. I'd rather drown than turn into those things...

I took a step back and as I was falling back, I heard Bran firm voice “I will find you again.... Tyrion Lannister.” and that was the last thing I heard as a black void takes over me.

Hey Guys!! The things are getting spicy 😂😂 Hope that you are liking the series and feel free to comment and tell me what you think!!

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[ao3feed-orwal]

A Dwobbit Tale

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by maybekatdidit

After the Battle fo Five Armies Bilbo simply goes home. Thorin and his nephews are barely hanging on by a thread and Bilbo cannot stand around just to watch them die. He and Thorin said their goodbyes in their own way upon Raven Hill and now Bilbo wanted to take his heartache home.

He writes often as he can to his dwarf friends in Erebor and finding out that Thorin survived was a blessing but still Bilbo can’t bring himself to return after his deeds at the gate.

So he focuses much of his attention on returning to his old life in the Shire, but he finds it hard. He is missing something, so he decided to plant his acorn, the acorn that he and Thorin bonded with, that will hopefully produce their children.

Bilbo begins to find peace again, until Orcs invade the Shire, driving Bilbo and his new family out. But Bilbo and his daughter get separated in the panic.

So she does the only thing she can think of and journeys to Erebor. To meet her father, to ask for his aid.

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“My name is Karin Baggins, from the Shire, I come with my cousin Frodo Baggins in search of asylum and aid from the mighty dwarves of Erebor.” She bowed before Thorin.

Words: 1822, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Hobbit (Jackson Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Bilbo Baggins, Thorin Oakenshield, The Company, Fíli, Kíli, Dís, Bifur, Bombur, Bofur, Óin, Glóin, Glóin's Wife, Gimli, Balin, Dwalin, Ori - Character, Nori, Dori, Frodo Baggins, OC/Karin Baggins, Sam Gamgee, Hamfast Gamgee, Bell Gamgee, Merry, Pippin, Lobelia Sackville-Baggins, Gandalf, Legolas, Aragon, Lord Elrond, Bard, Bards Children

Relationships: Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Kíli/Tauriel, Gimli (Son of Glóin)/Legolas Greenleaf, Thorin Oakenshield/Bilbo Baggins, Dwalin/Ori

Additional Tags: Post BoFA, Shire Life, Pre-Relationship, Angst, Oblivious Thorin, Oblivious Bilbo, Supportive dwarves, Dwarves of Erebor - Freeform, True Love, Acorn baby, Cabbage Patch Hobbits, Dwobbits, parentshield, Drama, Humor, Fluff, Bilbo returns to Erebor, shire needs help, wait I have a what?, Letters, Realizations, heartache for nothing, bilbo and thorin two self conscious dorks, who don’t think they deserve each other, Thorin is a Daddy, LITERALLY, Baby Frodo, Baby Sam, Baby Merry, baby pippin, Trauma, Orc Attack, Mentions of Death, NO character deaths, besides some off hand mentions, more tags, to b added ofc

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[alixlestrange]

Ao3 Feed The hobbit (Middle Earth)

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by maybekatdidit

After the Battle fo Five Armies Bilbo simply goes home. Thorin and his nephews are barely hanging on by a thread and Bilbo cannot stand around just to watch them die. He and Thorin said their goodbyes in their own way upon Raven Hill and now Bilbo wanted to take his heartache home.

He writes often as he can to his dwarf friends in Erebor and finding out that Thorin survived was a blessing but still Bilbo can’t bring himself to return after his deeds at the gate.

So he focuses much of his attention on returning to his old life in the Shire, but he finds it hard. He is missing something, so he decided to plant his acorn, the acorn that he and Thorin bonded with, that will hopefully produce their children.

Bilbo begins to find peace again, until Orcs invade the Shire, driving Bilbo and his new family out. But Bilbo and his daughter get separated in the panic.

So she does the only thing she can think of and journeys to Erebor. To meet her father, to ask for his aid.

——————————————————————————

“My name is Karin Baggins, from the Shire, I come with my cousin Frodo Baggins in search of asylum and aid from the mighty dwarves of Erebor.” She bowed before Thorin.

Words: 1822, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Hobbit (Jackson Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Bilbo Baggins, Thorin Oakenshield, The Company, Fíli, Kíli, Dís, Bifur, Bombur, Bofur, Óin, Glóin, Glóin's Wife, Gimli, Balin, Dwalin, Ori - Character, Nori, Dori, Frodo Baggins, OC/Karin Baggins, Sam Gamgee, Hamfast Gamgee, Bell Gamgee, Merry, Pippin, Lobelia Sackville-Baggins, Gandalf, Legolas, Aragon, Lord Elrond, Bard, Bards Children

Relationships: Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Kíli/Tauriel, Gimli (Son of Glóin)/Legolas Greenleaf, Thorin Oakenshield/Bilbo Baggins, Dwalin/Ori

Additional Tags: Post BoFA, Shire Life, Pre-Relationship, Angst, Oblivious Thorin, Oblivious Bilbo, Supportive dwarves, Dwarves of Erebor - Freeform, True Love, Acorn baby, Cabbage Patch Hobbits, Dwobbits, parentshield, Drama, Humor, Fluff, Bilbo returns to Erebor, shire needs help, wait I have a what?, Letters, Realizations, heartache for nothing, bilbo and thorin two self conscious dorks, who don’t think they deserve each other, Thorin is a Daddy, LITERALLY, Baby Frodo, Baby Sam, Baby Merry, baby pippin, Trauma, Orc Attack, Mentions of Death, NO character deaths, besides some off hand mentions, more tags, to b added ofc

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[ao3feed-thehobbit]

And the Red Dragon Came

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by xPenguinLordx

In the oncoming threat of a calamity, the Greater Magic will respond. No matter where, even if the calamity is far from its influence, it will respond. Gandalf knows this. Elrond knows this. Galadriel, Thranduil, and Saruman know this.

But those who know the legend expected something more. Something that wasn’t a redheaded spearman who seemed to be just a Man.

Aka: Li has one goal and that’s to fight a dragon. He did not count on having to protect a bunch of Dwarves in the process.

(xposted on FFN and Wattpad)

Words: 2693, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Middle-Fates (aka I need some major restraint)

Fandoms: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies), The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, Fate/Grand Order, Fate/EXTRA, Fate/Extra Last Encore (Anime), Fate/type Redline, Fate/stay night - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Li Shuwen | Lancer, Li Shuwen | Assassin, Elrond Peredhel, Gandalf | Mithrandir, Thranduil (Tolkien), Thorin Oakenshield, Thorin's Company, Dori (Tolkien), Ori (Tolkien), Nori (Tolkien), Bifur (Tolkien), Bofur (Tolkien), Bombur (Tolkien), Dwalin (Tolkien), Balin (Tolkien), Kíli (Tolkien), Fíli (Tolkien), Glóin (Tolkien), Óin (Tolkien), Bilbo Baggins, Galadriel | Artanis, Glorfindel (Tolkien), Elladan (Tolkien), Elrohir (Tolkien), Arwen Undomiel (mentioned), Aragorn | Estel (mentioned), Legolas Greenleaf, Tauriel (Hobbit Movies), Galion (Tolkien), Erestor (mentioned), Rivendell Elves, Mirkwood Elves, Elros the Guard (Hobbit Movies), Feren (Hobbit Movies), Bard the Bowman, Beorn (Tolkien), Bard the Bowman's Children, Dáin Ironfoot, Azog (Tolkien), Celeborn (Tolkien), Original Elf Character(s), (cause there arent enough named), Bolg (Tolkien), Eagles of Manwë, Servants (mentioned), Smaug (Tolkien), Radagast | Aiwendil, Tom the Troll, Bert the Troll, William the Troll, Men of Dale and Laketown, Dwarves of the Iron Hills, theres just a lot of elves

Relationships: Elrond Peredhel & Li Shuwen | Lancer, Li Shuwen | Lancer & Thranduil, Li Shuwen | Lancer & Thorin's Company, Li Shuwen | Lancer & Beorn, Li Shuwen | Lancer & Gandalf | Mithrandir

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Mentions of other Servants - Freeform, Mentions of the Holy Grail Wars, Mentions of the Grand Order, unspoken attraction, BAMF Li Shuwen | Lancer, BAMF Li Shuwen | Assassin, Mostly Movie-Verse, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, sorta - Freeform, Minor Character Death, Blind Thranduil, but like half blind, Scars, Nasuverse shinanagans, Mentions of Myth & Folklore, Minor Fate/Type Redline Spoilers, Minor Cosmos in the Lostbelt Spoilers, Minor Fate Spoilers, Blood, Blood and Injury, Blood and Gore, TBF Li Shuwen is the main character, his entire "one hit kill" thing is like. a big ol flag for that, i sorta threw some things out the window because fate is unnecessarily complicated, like oh my god its really confusing, OP Li Shuwen, Li Shuwen | Lancer is a dork, Li Shuwen is a reckless lil shit but we love that here, Protective Elrond, Poor Elrond, BAMF Elrond, Elrond really is just exasperated, Soft Elrond, Thranduil Not Being An Asshole, not entirely at least, hes still a hardass, BAMF Thranduil, Thorin hates all sorts of things, Li Shuwen lowkey adopts the Company, Gandalf Meddles, Awesome Balin (Tolkien), hes trying his best!, Over Powered Character, noncanonical deaths, Angst, Li Shuwen has the entire Company's Brain Cells, but has none himself, Multiple Personalities, (Cause Li's got two selves), good lord my tags are all over the place, Heroic Spirit bullshit, Li Shuwen | Lancer does what he wants, Li might've adopted Thranduil as well but like whatever, Canon Rewrite, Not Beta Read, Playful Elves, theyre really all just cats when you think about it, bard is a very confused man, Dáin Ironfoot Appreciation Society, because hes trying his best, Bilbo worries a bit, cause li's stupid, Beorn is really just Beowulf if you think about it, Beorn being awesome, Elrond Tries, hes doing his best but his friends are either dumb or stubborn, Good Parent Thranduil, Legolas Greenleaf & Tauriel Friendship, BAMF Legolas Greenleaf, BAMF Dwarves, we love that, Bard is doing his best, Awesome Galadriel, Azog just fucking dies, Orcs being dicks, Beorn helps out!, Beorn and Li Shuwen are bros, Everyone gets injured at some point, it's a good thing Elrond's there to fix things, Smaug dies so thats fun, Beorn's doing his best, Everyone Tries Their Best

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[ao3feed-tolkien]

A tale from middle earth

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by Titarnia

As a social outcast, you live alone in a small apartment. For a living you make audio books and write fanfiction. You live off of tea and noodles. You are a fully functional adult, but choose not to be. One day, Gandalf comes to you for help in middle earth. At first you hesitate, then you agree.

The orcs are attacking and slaughtering everyone in small towns all over middle earth, Aragorn and Legolas are trying to stop their leader but has yet to succeed. Hence Gandalf called for you.

Words: 265, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Aragorn | Estel, Legolas Greenleaf, Original Female Character(s), Original Cat Character(s), Gandalf | Mithrandir, Orc(s), Arwen Undómiel, Elrond Peredhel

Relationships: Legolas Greenleaf/Original Female Character(s), Aragorn | Estel/Arwen Undómiel

Additional Tags: Between The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings, Legolas and the cat, That cat tho, JUST CATS, Cat, My cat is not this brave i swear, because why would't Gandalf come get you to go on an adventure, the new Bilbo Baggins is here, Love and all that, Love, War i guess, War, war what is it good for anyway, I'm just making things up as I go, Hopeful Ending, Hope, Let's just hope, Love Confessions, Falling In Love, Let's find everything with the word 'love' in it, Idiots in Love, Love at First Sight, Dorks in Love, I think that was all that fit here, Let's try war, War of the Ring, Pre-War, That wasn't much tho, Let's take 'cat', Cat Puns, not much there, Let's try Gandalf as the last thing, Gandalf Meddles, Amused Gandalf, Gandalf Ships It, It's Always Gandalf's Fault, Gandalf Likes to Keep Secrets, Gandalf Is So Done, Gandalf Does Not Know All, Where In Middle-Earth Is Gandalf?, Mentioned Gandalf, Now that was a lot of Gandalf, Hope it all fits in the end tho, Wouldn't like to keep anything out, Oh wait, I forgot about the box, there's a box too, box - Freeform

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[ao3feed-thehobbit]

A Dwobbit Tale

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by maybekatdidit

After the Battle fo Five Armies Bilbo simply goes home. Thorin and his nephews are barely hanging on by a thread and Bilbo cannot stand around just to watch them die. He and Thorin said their goodbyes in their own way upon Raven Hill and now Bilbo wanted to take his heartache home.

He writes often as he can to his dwarf friends in Erebor and finding out that Thorin survived was a blessing but still Bilbo can’t bring himself to return after his deeds at the gate.

So he focuses much of his attention on returning to his old life in the Shire, but he finds it hard. He is missing something, so he decided to plant his acorn, the acorn that he and Thorin bonded with, that will hopefully produce their children.

Bilbo begins to find peace again, until Orcs invade the Shire, driving Bilbo and his new family out. But Bilbo and his daughter get separated in the panic.

So she does the only thing she can think of and journeys to Erebor. To meet her father, to ask for his aid.

——————————————————————————

“My name is Karin Baggins, from the Shire, I come with my cousin Frodo Baggins in search of asylum and aid from the mighty dwarves of Erebor.” She bowed before Thorin.

Words: 1822, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Hobbit (Jackson Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Bilbo Baggins, Thorin Oakenshield, The Company, Fíli, Kíli, Dís, Bifur, Bombur, Bofur, Óin, Glóin, Glóin's Wife, Gimli, Balin, Dwalin, Ori - Character, Nori, Dori, Frodo Baggins, OC/Karin Baggins, Sam Gamgee, Hamfast Gamgee, Bell Gamgee, Merry, Pippin, Lobelia Sackville-Baggins, Gandalf, Legolas, Aragon, Lord Elrond, Bard, Bards Children

Relationships: Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Kíli/Tauriel, Gimli (Son of Glóin)/Legolas Greenleaf, Thorin Oakenshield/Bilbo Baggins, Dwalin/Ori

Additional Tags: Post BoFA, Shire Life, Pre-Relationship, Angst, Oblivious Thorin, Oblivious Bilbo, Supportive dwarves, Dwarves of Erebor - Freeform, True Love, Acorn baby, Cabbage Patch Hobbits, Dwobbits, parentshield, Drama, Humor, Fluff, Bilbo returns to Erebor, shire needs help, wait I have a what?, Letters, Realizations, heartache for nothing, bilbo and thorin two self conscious dorks, who don’t think they deserve each other, Thorin is a Daddy, LITERALLY, Baby Frodo, Baby Sam, Baby Merry, baby pippin, Trauma, Orc Attack, Mentions of Death, NO character deaths, besides some off hand mentions, more tags, to b added ofc

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