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Summary: Never in your wildest dreams did you think Legolas, Prince Legolas of the Greenwood, would confess to you half drunk on elvish wine. With a little help from a fully drunk Dwarf. Pairing: Legolas x Reader Rating || Genres || Warnings: T. Romance. Just some mention of drunken shenanigans. A/N: Alright so normally its always the reader who gets drunk and confesses, and I just wanted to flip it the other way around and see how it goes, so yeah. Here you go!

You peaked out from behind the tapestry where you had taken refuge.

Finding the hallway empty, you heaved a sigh of relief, before slowly stepping out and dusting whatever minor dust had collected on your dress.

You were avoiding your friends who had decided it would be in your best interest attend yet another feast that was thrown in honor of the return of the Prince. And though you loved spending time with Legolas, being under the scrutiny of the entire kingdom during a public event was not one you looked forward to.

Especially when you were afraid that your true feelings for Legolas would be discovered at any moment.

You certainly hadn't been discrete about them.

Then again you did not blame yourself. You had been caught up in the moment. The realization that he was standing in front of you. That he had not perished in the Battle against Mordor. That he had returned and the first person he had gone to meet was you.

And while your lips ached to meet his, you had settled for an embrace that was so intimate and sincere that several onlookers had actually blushed at the sight. What made your heart soar was that he returned the embrace with just as feeling and passion as you gave it. Your eyes stung with tears and all those months of worrying, of wondering, of hoping.

They all just dissipated.

Like the morning mist when the first rays of sun peaked through the branches of a tree.

As you leaned against a nearby pillar, a dreamy smile played about your lips as you raised a hand to your cheek, where he had placed his hand once the both of you had pulled back from the embrace.

Looking into his eyes wiped away any lingering doubts that this was a dream. His blue gaze was so full of hope that you felt your very heart burst.

You remembered how he had spoken of doing good for Mirkwood. How he had vowed that they would once again be known as Greenwood again. And now he had helped make that a reality.

With his hand on your cheek, he had opened his mouth to speak, but the arrival of the King had both your priorities shifting and you had both stepped away.

Though with how fast gossip traveled you knew the King was aware of you now. The Elleth his son had gone to see upon his return home after months.

Not his father.

You.

He had come back to you.

You chest raised in a silent sigh as you slowly began to move down the hallway. The feast was being held on the other side of the Kingdom, so you would not be running into anyone during your trek back to your rooms.

Oh, how wrong you were.

Loud boisterous laughter was what first alerted you to another presence. Before you could even think of hiding two figures had turned the corner and stood in your path.

One was short and obviously drunk as a lord given how he blearily peered up at you. This was the dwarf Gimli, who you knew to be Legolas's friend and someone who had fought in every battle against Mordor alongside him.

The other person, was none other then Legolas.

"Y/n." He exclaimed, blinking his eyes at you as if he had never seen you before. You gave a nervous little smile, raising a hand in greeting. "Ah! So this is the lass you spoke of." Gimli stated. His words were slurring but you could clearly make out what he was saying as he lumbered forward and gave you a quick bow.

"An honor to meet you My Lady." You couldn't help but smile at his attempt to be courteous despite his inebriated state. "I must say I feel as if I already know you given how much a certain Prince spoke of you during our travels together."

Never in your life had you seen Legolas be anything but calm and collected. He would laugh and make merry, sure. But nervous? Flustered. Those were not emotions you associated with him.

But in that moment, when Gimili said what he did, you watched in utter surprise as Legolas was rendered speechless and his cheeks grew pink. You couldn't help the giggle that fell from your lips as you watched him. Though you quickly looked away when he raised his gaze towards you.

Turning your attention back to the smiling dwarf you smiled kindly. "I hope they were all good things, Master Dwarf." Gimli was all too eager to comply to her silent question as he began to slur.

"Oh nothing but the best My Lady. Every spare moment we had to breath, this one here, would sing your praises. Of your beauty, good heart, lovely nature and how much you meant to him."

Now it was your turn to blush. A gentle smile pulled at your lips as you bit down on your lower lip, gazing at Legolas just from underneath your lashes. He was looking at you in the same manner once more.

Right before his father had called him away.

Gimli was still speaking, unaware of the looks being exchanged between the two elves. "He missed you lass, anyone could tell. And I said to him, you had best say your piece to the lass when you get back." He cleared his throat. "Of course at the time it was all about if we went back. But that is besides the point."

He turned his attention back to Legolas and slapped him on the back. Or as best as he could given his lack of height. He did managed to make Legolas stumble. "Now that you have a few drinks in you that do effect you lad, perhaps it has given you enough courage to confess." Legolas's eyes widened almost comically, prompting you to smother a smile behind your hand.

Chortling to himself, Gimli began to stride down the hallway. "I leave him in your capable hands, My Lady. I believe there is some elvish wine calling my name."

And with that he was gone.

Leaving you and Legolas alone.

"He is certainly an interesting dwarf." You said, feeling that perhaps it would be best if you broke the silence that was clearly making him uncomfortable. Elvish wine had the ability to loosen one's control over their emotions. Even the most stoic of elves. So it was no surprise that every emotion Legolas was feeling was evident that would've otherwise been concealed.

"That he is." He agreed, though the words were spoken in a strange tone, and suddenly you couldn't meet his eyes. What burned in them was too intense.

Brushing a loose piece of hair behind your ear you nodded. "I suppose you had best get some rest Legolas." You took a few steps to walk past him and let him continue on his way.

But just as you stepped next to him, his hand darted out, grasping your wrist and halting you in your steps.

Your breath hitched as you felt his strong grip against your skin. Your head turned, eyes dropping to where his hand was, before looking at him. He was still staring straight ahead.

Neither of you moved. And it would seem, neither of your breathed as you waited.

But for what?

"I have been holding something close to my heart for a long while and I can do so no longer for fear it shall consume me." He was speaking in elvish. He shook his head. "No. It has already consumed me."

Finally, he turned his head and a startled gasp fell from your lips as you caught sight of the near feverish look in his blue gaze. "You have consumed me."

Your lips parted, and it was your turn to stare at him. And that was all you could do.

All you could do was watch as he allowed his hand to gently grasp yours and bring it up to his lips. His breath was warm as he brushed his lips against the back of your hand. Never for a moment did his eyes leave yours.

And it was the sincerity and surety in those eyes that compelled you to finally find your voice. "Speak of what burdens your heart so, Legolas." You whispered, reaching up to affectionately rest a hand against the side of his face, just as he had done to you a few hours earlier.

He shook his head. "Not a burden. Never a burden." The wine seemed to be making it difficult for him to find the right words to say. "All I desire is for you to know of my feelings for you." His head slowly fell forward so that his forehead rested against yours. The closeness seemed to comfort him, since he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, his entire body relaxing. "For you to know how you consumed my every thought during my travels. How your name was a prayer upon my lips every night. How with every foe I killed I knew I was making the world a safer place for you." He had opened his eyes now and could see the tears shining in your eyes, as well as the smile of adoration playing about your lips.

"Then you should know, that I prayed to the Valar for your safe return. That I kept you close in my mind and my heart. That I never once believed the rumors of your demise. That I knew in my soul that you would return to me. You have been my hope and my strength in these dark days Legolas." He reciprocated your smile as you spoke.

A beat of silence followed where both your hearts beat as one and as one, as if by the Valar, words rose to your lips, unbidden, yet with an ancient power behind them that no one could ever hope to comprehend.

"My prayer." His nose brushed against your own as you both spoke together.

"My light." You could feel his warm breath against your parted lips as you both whispered in tandem.

"My Fëa."

With nothing more left to say, his lips brushed against yours in the gentlest yet deepest of kisses.

could you write something with Legolas comforting reader (physical affection please 🙏🙇‍♀️) after a bad day? he sees her and instantly can tell something is wrong. thank you!!!

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⟡˳⋆ FEATURING : legolas x fem!reader ❨ comfort ៸៸ fluff ៸៸ established relationship ❩ ⟡˳⋆ WC : 0.4k ⟡˳⋆ NOTES : apologies for leaving this in my inbox for so long i wanted to save it to write it during a bad day of my own loool…legolas would 100% be supremeee at comforting reader ‼️🙏 ty again for sending a req <33

WHEN THE PRINCE SEES YOU in your crestfallen state, his arms instinctively reach out. Your sights lay on the ground before you through half lidded eyes, an overwhelming vulnerability prodding at your back as he approaches with a slender hand outstretched. He cups your cheek as he leans in to press a soft kiss onto your temple while a strong arm encircles your waist from behind.

There are no words needed in this moment of such tender care, but he uses them anyway as he engulfs you in his safe embrace. “My starlight…” He breathes. You turn to face him and immediately bury your face into his chest, eyes clenching shut with a feeble attempt to halt your incoming tears, yet they seep into his tunic and dampen the icy blue into a mass of grey, and when you look up to meet his softened gaze he can barely withhold the sight. “What troubles you?” He says, catching a freshly fallen tear with his thumb. Revealing your burdens proves much harder than you can handle at the moment, with a relentless lump that barricades your throat from speaking. You bring your palm up to brush over your dampened cheeks, and through your misty vision you see the gentle look of utter concern presented on his features. You lean your forehead onto his chest, clutching the fabric of his tunic and breathing deeply to gather yourself in an attempt to preserve what remaining composure you still possess. He listens with patience while you murmur softly through trembling breaths of the day you had, not once freeing you from his arms as he offers words of comfort and understanding.

What is it about the prince that compels you to fall apart with little restraint? Did it have anything to do with the delicate way in which he handles you? How he takes hold of your hand and guides you to lay your head on a pillow as he prepares you tea with only the freshest of herbs? Perhaps it was how his arms cocoon you into a nestled entanglement, kissing away the lone tear that slides down your cheek with hushed assurances. Maybe it was the way he spoke to you long after you are lulled to sleep, hands running up and downs your back in a slow caress while he whispers things of only love and support to you so you are reminded of his eternal devotion, even as you dream.

Imagine Y/N arriving at Rivendell with the hobbits.

Frodo: "I am ready to go home."

Y/N: "Yeah well if you were we wouldn't have two more movies to get through"

The Hobbits: "What?"

Legolas: "Wait, I know your face. I know you! You are the mortal who called me Ella!"

Y/N: "It's Elsa"

Imagine the reactions of the fellowship when Y/N took the blade for Frodo on Weathertop (Amon Sûl)

Elrond: My dear child you would have died. You do not possess the gift of immortality, must you be as reckless as you are? You are not of this world!

Y/N: *grinning* Nah she'll be right. I'm fine aren't I?

Legolas: *walks in* You look terrible. As you would after a near death experience.

Y/N: You call it a near death experience. I call it a vibe check from God.

Aragorn: *Bursts into laughter*

Gandalf: *Stares pointedly* Yes.. not of this world.

Legolas: *is visibly confused* Are we talking about her recklessness or her beauty?

Y/N: >_> Ummm anyways, when are we leaving?

Incorrect quotes #1

Boromir: Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king.

Y/N: *whispers* Mad cause bad.

Legolas and Aragorn: *suppresses grins*

Incorrect quotes #2

Boromir: One does not simply walk into Mordor. It's black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep.

Legolas, Gimli and Aragorn: Neither does Y/N, what's your point.

Y/N: *Sarcastically* Oh no you got me!!

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell while everyone is arguing

Y/N: *quietly singing the McDonald's theme song*

Gandalf: I don't suppose you want to break this up for us?

Y/N *whispers* Nah, you and I both know that's Frodo's thing. Don't ruin his big moment.

Gandalf: Very well

20 seconds later

Frodo: I will take it!!

Gandalf: I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins. As long as it is yours to bear.

Aragorn: If by my life or death I can protect you.. I will. You have my sword. *turns to Y/N*

Y/N: *whispers* Do I have to? Can't I stay here with the pretty elv-

Aragorn: *shoulders Y/N* Yes.

Y/N: *sighs* And I will follow, but only if I get to call Legolas and Gimli, Elsa and Anna.

Legolas: Again the young maiden speaks words that I do not understand. *Turns to Frodo* You have my bow.

Gimli: And my axe.

Boromir: You carry the fate of us all little one-

Y/N: *interrupts* Alright yadda yadda can we go? I didn't eat breakfast.

Imagine Y/N giving the answer to the riddle at the doors of Moria

Gandalf: *muttering spells at the door*

Frodo: Can Gandalf open the door?

Legolas: If not Gandalf then who? Surely the dwarf knows the key to his kin's door.

Gimli: *grumbles*

Merry and Pippin: *throwing rocks into the water*

Aragorn: *hurriedly* Do not disturb the water.

The Hobbits: *turns to Y/N*

Y/N: Don't touch the water little ones. You need not disturb it. You know not what the depths of the abyss holds.

The hobbits: *surprised to see Y/N serious*

Frodo: It's a riddle is it not?

Y/N: Correct my dear.

Legolas: Then pray tell what is the answer.

Y/N: *grins* Mellon

Legolas: *frowns* Are you talking to me-

The doors open

Y/N: Try to be more obvious about how you feel hm? *smirks*

Legolas: I know not of what you spea-

Boromir: *interrupts* Enough of the flirting. Quickly, I am not eager to find out what the waters of this cursed place holds.

All quickly walk inside

Legolas: *grins at Y/N's back*

Gandalf: *Shakes his head* Young fools.

Imagine you were hiding in the throne room when Thranduil and Legolas questioned the orc about Thorin's company.

Orc: Death is upon you. The flames of war are upon you!

Thranduil: *slices It’s head off*

Legolas: Why did you do that.. You promised to set him free.

Y/N *whispers from behind the throne* Oop

Thranduil: And I did. I freed his wretched head from his miserable shoulders.

Y/N *tries to suppress laughter*

Legolas: There was more the orc could tell us.

Thranduil: There was nothing more he could tell me.

Y/N: *about to burst*

*Legolas leaves*

Thranduil: Was it really that amusing Y/N?

Y/N: *Falls over in a fit of laughter* Did you see?! His face? *Imitates Legolas* Why did you do that *falls over in laughter*

Thranduil: You know you cannot keep your presence a secret for much longer. The scriptures have stated that he will meet a ranger, one that was not seen in stories foretold, a ranger who defies the hands of time, the one who appears when there is great need.

*Y/N pauses, and lays still on the floor*

Y/N: A life time, it has been. Yet still I have not found the reason nor purpose for which I was sent here. Old friend, will I ever return from whence I came?

Thranduil: You will find your purpose, whether it be here in middle earth, or where you came from. It matters not whether you return.

*Thranduil strides back to his throne*

Y/N: Well, I will see you again soon.

Thranduil: Hopefully not.

Y/N: You love our chats.

Thranduil: Do not push your luck Pethryn. *Smiling slightly* Go do what you must. I shall await for when fate will bring you back to my halls.

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Pethryn means narrator in Sindarin I think >_>

Also, PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU LIKE THESE!!

Masterlist!! (Mobile friendly)

These are in a timeline! I heavily recommend reading them in order. From The Hobbit to LOTR (Harry Potter stuff is probs going to be below my Tolkien stuff!

The Hobbit

Imagine Y/N being there when Thorin cuts off Azog’s hand in battle.

Incorrect quotes #3

Imagine Y/N being sent from the dungeons with Thorin to talk to Thranduil

Imagine Bard showing Y/N the black arrow.

Imagine hiding in the throne room when Legolas and Thranduil interrogate the orc.

Imagine breaking the dwarves out of the dungeons of the woodland realm.

Imagine Y/N being there when Tauriel saves Kili. (Not cannon to the Pethryn au)

LOTR

Imagine the reactions of the fellowship when Y/N took the blade for Frodo on Weathertop (Amon Sûl)

Imagine arriving in Rivendell with the fellowship.

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell with Legolas.

Imagine Y/N sassing Boromir at the council of Rivendell (Incorrect quotes #1

Imagine Legolas and Aragorn teasing you at the council of Rivendell (Incorrect quotes #2)

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell while everyone is arguing.

Imagine leaving Rivendell with the Company of the ring

Imagine Y/N giving the answer to the riddle at the doors of Moria.

Imagine Y/N being there when Gandalf gets captured by the Balrog in the mines of Moria

Imagine entering the woods of Lothlórien with the Company of the Ring.

Harry Potter (Golden Era)

Draco

Imagine Showing up in Third year of the Golden Trio Era (set up for later imagines)

Imagine showing up at the Dursley's house to pick up Harry(Pethryn au)

Imagine Being on the train with the golden trio and Remus Lupin. (Pethryn au)

Imagine Draco secretly wanting Y/N

Marauder Era

Sirius

Imagine comforting Sirius (X reader drabble)

James

Real or not real? (series James Potter X reader)

F1

Max Verstappen

I'm always funny, you're just not smart enough to keep up. (teaser)

Task Force 141

Ghost, Johnny and Kyle

Just a little turned around

Imagine being in the mines of Moria with the fellowship.

Pippin: Are we lost?

Merry: No 

Pippin: I think we are 

Merry: *shushes him* 

Y/N: Gandalf's thinking. 

Frodo: *notices Gollum* Y/N, Gandalf! There's something down there. 

Y/N: *turns to Gandalf* You wanna take this one?

Gandalf: *mutters* Not unless you wish to tell me the way.

Y/N: *grins* When in doubt Gandalf, when in doubt.

Turns to Frodo

Y/N: My dear, that would be Gollum. 

Frodo: Gollum?

Y/N: Yes, I think he’s been following us for three days now. Probably set free from the dungeons of Barad-dûr. He wants what you carry upon your neck. 

Frodo: The Ring?

Y/N: Yes, he will spend the rest of his life following where the ring goes, for he loves and hates the ring. Just as he loves and hates himself.

Gandalf: Sméagol’s story is quite a sad one.

Frodo:  Sméagol?

Y/N: Yes, that was what he was called. Before the Ring found him, and drove him mad.

Frodo: Pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance.

Y/N: Pity? No my dear boy.

Gandalf: It was pity that stilled Bilbo’s hand.

Y/N: *grits her teeth* Many that live deserve death

Legolas and Gimli : *both look at Y/N and frown*

Gandalf: And some that that die, deserve life. Can you give it to them Frodo?

Y/N: Do not be too eager to deal out death and judgement dear one. Even the very wise cannot see all ends.

Gandalf: *narrows his eyes at Y/N before turning back to Frodo* My heart tells me there is still some part for Gollum to play whether for ill or for good.

Y/N: The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.

Frodo: I wish the ring never came to me. I wish none of this had happened.

Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times. But that is not up to them to decide.

Y/N: All we can do, is to decide what to do with the time that was given to us.

Gandalf: There are other forces at work in this world and out of it Frodo, *glances at Y/N* besides the will of evil.

Y/N: Bilbo was meant to find the ring, and therefore you were meant to carry it. *grins down at Frodo* Now isn't that an encouraging thought?

Gandalf: Ah its that way!

Merry: He’s remembered!

Gandalf and Y/N: No.

Gandalf: But the air doesn’t smell so foul down here.

Y/N: *grins at Gandalf* When in doubt my friends, follow your nose.

Legolas: I thought it was follow your heart.

Aragorn: As did I

Y/N: Now now my dear friends, your heart goes third and your nose goes second!

Legolas: *puzzled* Then what goes first?

Both grin and look at each other

Aragorn: Her stomach.

Y/N: My stomach.

Sam: Quite wise of you miss Y/N.

Y/N: Thank you Sam.

All walk through the tunnel.

Legolas: *to Aragorn* Do you know what Y/N likes to eat?

Aragorn: Anything that she can get her hands on. Why so curious Legolas.

Legolas: *hurriedly* Just want to know what fuels such a dwarf sized human.

Y/N: I heard that.

Incorrect Quotes part 3

Legolas: Do not think I won't kill you dwarf. It would be my pleasure.

Y/N: *Quietly* I could give you pleasure.

Everyone: What?

Y/N: What?

Hey!

I really liked the lightness of writing posts, I have the idea that I really liked the lightness of writing posts, I have the idea that y/n He saw legolas with his hair and only his boxer shorts and is now blackmailing him into giving it back.He saw legolas with his hair and only his boxer shorts and now he is blackmailing him into giving him back (y/n) His blanket in front of the team His blanket in front of the team?

I would be grateful❤️❤️❤️

Alrighty righty, I'll try my best! (this will probably come in the form of Incorrect quotes since this wont be cannon to my time line!

Legolas: Y/N my dear, it seems as though you've lost something.. *smirking as he holds out a pair of undergarments*

Y/N: ... Alright pretty boy what do you want for 'em

Legolas: *grins wider* Whatever makes you think you can bribe an elven prince?

Y/N: Cause i have a pretty face? Give it here Elsa- *lunges at Legolas's hand*

Legolas: *smiles and raises his hand higher* Nuh Uh, you must try harder than that Mellon Nîn.

Y/N: *frowns* Well in that case..

Y/N clambers on top Legolas with a grin

Legolas: *splutters* What on middle earth are you doing?

Y/N: Nothing *grinning*

While Legolas is flustered Y/N Takes back the piece of clothing from Legolas.

Y/N: Y'know, if you wanted me on you, you could have just asked me Ernil Nin.

Legolas: I haven't the faintest idea of what you're talking about.

Y/N: Your words do not agree with the redness in your cheeks. Like I say so often. Try to hide your feelings better Mellon Nîn.

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Ernil Nîn= my prince I think

Imagine Y/N being there when Gandalf gets captured by the Balrog in the mines of Moria and Legolas comforts you.

Y/N: Gandalf they're running.

The goblins disperse

Boromir: What is this new evil.

Y/N: I fear that it is something worse is upon us.

Footsteps approach

Y/N and Gandalf: A Balrog.

Gandalf: A demon of the ancient world.

Y/N: And not a hot one either *mutters*

The fellowship: What?

Y/N: This foe is beyond any of you.

Gandalf: Run! Quickly!

The fellowship comes to a cliff and all stop before it.

Aragorn: Gandalf... Can you continue.

Gandalf: *looks at you and Aragorn* You must lead them on. The bridge is near.

Y/N: But I-

Gandalf: Do as I say! Swords are of no more use here.

They all climb down the stairs hurriedly but find a gap.

Legolas: Y/N! *gestures for you to jump*

Y/N: Gandalf first, then the little ones. Hurry!

One by one they get across while Gimli pauses.

Gimli: Nobody tosses a dwarf!

Y/N: I don't think you want to jump.

Gimli: *jumps and is caught by his beard* NOT THE BEARD.

Y/N: *smirks* Told you so.

Legolas pulls him up.

Y/N: Hurry Frodo! *throws Frodo to Legolas*

Y/N and Aragorn slide down the stairs as it collapses.

Gandalf: Over the bridge! Fly!

Y/N: Gandalf quickly! The bridge!

They reach the bridge and Gandalf stops.

Gandalf: You cannot pass!

Frodo: Gandalf!

Y/N: No! *runs back to Gandalf*

Gandalf: Pethryn STAY.

Y/N reluctantly halts.

Gandalf: I am a servant of the Secret Fire. Wielder of the flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you flame of Udûn!

The Balrog strikes Gandalf.

Gandalf: Go back to the shadows.

Balrog brings forth it's whip.

Gandalf: YOU SHALL NOT PASS!

Y/N: Gandalf do not linger! You must come!

Gandalf Stares into the abyss as the creature falls.

Y/N: NO! *she rushes forwards grasped by Aragorn and Legolas* Let me go. UNHAND ME. *struggles* GANDALF.

Boromir: No!

Frodo: GANDALF *Boromir holds him back*

Gandalf: Fly you fools!

Gandalf falls.

Frodo: No!

Boromir: Aragorn! We must move.

Aragorn and Legolas drag Y/N and they all exit the mines.

Y/N: I could have saved him. I could have pulled him up! Why did you stop me? Why didn't you let me-

Legolas pulls Y/N to his chest.

Legolas: We could not have you fall into fire and shadow too. Gandalf sacrificed for us so we must honour him by living.

Y/N: *shakes in anger* I could have helped him.

Aragorn: Then you know it was the path he had to take.

Y/N: *grits their teeth* But I do not have to like it.

Aragorn: Get them up.

Boromir: Give them a moment for pity's sake.

Y/N: *quietly* There is no time for pity.

Aragorn: By nightfall, these hills will be swarming with Orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlórien.

Y/N: Quickly, get them up Boromir. Legolas help me.

Legolas: I'm sorry, I only wanted to make sure you were safe.

Y/N: It was not your fault. I bare you no ill will. Thank you Mellon nîn. For keeping me safe.

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Pethryn still means narrator!! hope u guys enjoy this, I haven't posted a LOTR one in a bit so ENJOYYY <3

TO ISENGARD

Imagine hearing Legolas say the iconic line.

Aragorn: "Rohan, Home of the Horse-Lords.

There's something strange at work here. Some evil gives speed to these creatures. Sets it's will against us."

Y/N: "Legolas, what do your elf eyes see?"

Legolas: "The Uruks turn north east."

Y/N: *smirks*

Legolas: "They're taking the hobbits to Isengard!"

Aragorn: "Saurman"

Y/N: *tries to not fall over in laughter*

Gimli: "You alright Y/N?"

Legolas: "Have I said something?"

Y/N: "No! It's nothing" *in-between chuckles*

Aragorn: "We must make haste."

Y/N: "Right right, coming."

Y/N quietly to herself: "To Isengard to Isengard! Theyre taking the hobbits to Isengard!"

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GLASS: In all my 21 years of life. I have never regretted something as much as I am now doing Uni.

Legolas: What is it that you regret?

Y/N: Wait who is that?

Aragorn: That's GLASS. She's the writ-

GLASS: Um. Noone-

She slaps her hand over Aragorn's mouth.

Draco: Hey who's the short goblin over there?.

Harry: Don't be rude Malfoy.

Y/N: Oh sh*t.

Legolas: Why are they holding sticks.

Cedric: An Elf?

James Potter: Mate, you look like you haven't slept in days..

Sirius Black: He's right..

Harry: Dad?..

GLASS: I need a drink..

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SORRY GUYS IVE BEEN DOING FINAL EXAMS AND I THINK I NEVER TOLD U GUYS ABOUT MY AGE SO- UM AGE REVEAL? I'LL KINDA BE BACK IM SORRY.

Imagine you enter the woods of Lothlorien with the Fellowship.

Gimli: Stay close, young hobbits! They say a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-Witch.

Y/N: *Smirks* Of terrible power?

Gimli: Tis no joke m'lady. All who look upon her fall under her spell.

Galadriel: *Telepathically* Frodo..

Gimli: And are never seen again.

Y/N: Do not fear little ones. We will keep you from harm.

Samwise: We should be saying that to you Y/N.

Galadriel: You're coming to us, is as the footsteps of doom.

Galadriel: *Telepathically* You bring great evil here. Ring bearer.

Sam: Mr Frodo?

Gimli: Well, here's one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox.

The elves of the Lothlórien woods appears with bows.

Y/N: *Unsurprised* Is that right?

Haldir: The dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark.

Y/N: *Stifles a chuckle*

They walk to Lórien

Haldir: *In elvish* Well met, Legolas son of Thranduil.

Legolas: Our Fellowship stands in your debt. Haldir of Lórien.

Y/N: Yep, I love it when he speaks elvish. *She smiles down at the hobbits.*

Haldir: Ah, Aragorn of the Dúnedain. You are known to us.

Aragorn: Haldir..

Haldir: Pethryn.

Y/N: *Nods silently.*

Gimli: So much for the legendary courtesy of the Elves. Speak words we can all understand.

Y/N: *Grins* They are greeting eachother. Be patient my friend.

Haldir: *In the common tongue* We have not had dealings with the dwarves since the Dark Days.

Gimli: And you know what this Dwarf says to that? Ishkhaqwi ai duru- (I spit upon your gra-)

Y/N: *Stops Gimli with her hand and gentle taps his shoulder.* Now now Gimli.

Aragorn: That was not so courteous.

Haldir: *Turns to look at Frodo.* You bring great evil with you. You can go no further.

Aragorn: *In elvish* We need your protection, the road is fell. Please we need your support.

Legolas: Y/N, you understand Sindarin?

Y/N: What, me solving the riddle wasn't enough for you? *She grins*

Aragorn: *In Elvish* I wish we may come with you. The road is very dangerous Haldir.

Boromir: Gandalf's death was not in vain. Nor would he have you give up hope. You carry a heavy burden Frodo. Don't carry the weight of the dead.

Haldir: You will follow me.

They travel to Caras Galadhon.

Haldir: Caras Galadhon.

Y/N: The heart of Elvendom on earth.

Haldir: Realm of the Lord Celeborn and of Galadriel, Lady of Light.

Y/N: *Smirks to Aragorn.* I get to see the pretty elves again.

Aragorn: *Rolls his eyes*

Legolas: *Mutters* Am I not a pretty elf?

Y/N: *Laughs* You are the prettiest of all elves Miluir ("Lovely one" in Sindarin)

Legolas: *Gapes in surprise.*

Y/N: *Chuckles and walks away.*

Legolas: Wait! What did you just call me? Say it again!