Summery: A New Years kiss with Lindir At the end of the time of the elves, and you make plans for Valinor
Pairing: Lindir x GN!Reader
Taglist: @aetherofthepen | @eunoiaastralwings the magic writer hands you say did it depending on the time this comes out
This was the moment you could confess to Lindir it was new years, besides wasn't it good luck to kiss at midnight on new years, you where pretty sure that was a tradition of men, that could work for you, it would help build up your confidante perhaps to confess to him, you made your way over to the ellon as he took a sip from the wine glass which he held in his hand, Elrond had made him relax from his job even for a few moments.
Gandalf had even come with his fire works, Thranduil had dragged himself off of his throne, hell even the hobbits had come to Imladris for new years with the dwarves of Erebor it was as if all the people that Bilbo met on his trip and Frodo had met where having a great big reunion given Arwen and Aragorn where here.
10
Came the start of the count down with Gandalf's fireworks making everyone look at them.
"They are quite something, Mithrandir's fireworks" You said to Lindir he hmmed in agreement after he got over the shock of you coming to speak with him
9
This time people had joined in the count down
"It's an end of an age as well as a year" You mentioned to Lindir who simply nodded
"the age of elves has come to an end, I am exited for what the undying lands have instore for us" Lindir said Elrond half mentioned how Lindir's father and grandfather lived their
"I can't wait to meet my biological family" Lindir said
8
"I heard Valinor is a beautiful place I wish to explore it's woods and it's shores" you confessed to Lindir
7
"That sounds interesting may I join you" Lindir said to which you nodded
6
"If you wish I do not mind, you should bring your lyre so you can find muse on the adventure" you suggested to him
5
"That sounds like a good idea" Lindir said as you placed your wine glass down
4
"I would enjoy seeing your way to make song and music and maybe even help it" You said
3
You stepped closer to Lindir "You have a nice voice, I would love if we could make music together"
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"Me as well, I also enjoy your voice" you said
1
"HAPPY NEW YEARS" The shout came and before Lindir could respond to you, you kissed the ellon in front of you
"Gi Melin" You confessed to him as he flustered
"Gi Melin ana" Lindir mumbled kissing you shyly back you gave a grin to Lindir
"A new year, A new age, and a new adventure" You said taking your glass and holding it up to Lindir who touch his glass to yours
"To new adventure" Lindir said back to you before you kissed him once again
"We can explore Valinor together as a couple Meleth Nin" You said he nodded
"Traveling musicians know through out the undying lands melda" Lindir said making you grin and nod
Summery: Lindir gets an Advent Calander and as he opens It's doors he takes it to literally and follows it's doors as if they are orders when they are not facts or saying how many nights or days till Christmas.
Pairing: Lindir X Reader
CW: Reverse MGME fic (Elf falls into the modern world)
Taglist: @eunoiaastralwings, @aetherofthepen
"Lindir have you ever had a advent calendar" You questioned the elf as your head lay in his lap you opened an eye to him.
"No I have not" Lindir said you grinned and sat up you had not opened the door for today
"You open a doors on the days coming to Christmas, and the doors have little facts or something on them and you get a chocolate, or something else depending on the calendar but it is mostly chocolate" you said as you passed your own to him
"It's the xx today so you open that door, read what is on the door and then take the chocolate from the foil" you said the ellon gazed at the advent calendar for a while
"Is this why you call me Lindor" Lindir questioned as he read the companies branding
"Maybe, just open it" You said Lindir he nodded and opened the door
Time to Hunt for Last Years Wrapping Paper
Lindir stood setting the advent calendar and went scowling your apartment he even looked in your chaotic storage cupboard
you glanced to the door and started laughing "Lindir, you don't actually do what the doors say" you said getting up and pulling him to a stop
"It's more like silly advice which you never actually follow" you said unwrapping the chocolate and popping it in Lindir's mouth before he could say anything you glanced up and let out a sigh of course while you were gone to show Lindir what coffee was your roommate had put up mistletoe adding the final decoration to the apartment.
"You know Kissing under the mistletoe is also a tradition" you said as you stood on your tip toes grabbing his shirt pulling him down so you could kiss him for good measure you stole what he hadn't eaten of the chocolate in his mouth leaving a very flustered elf.
"The only thing missing is a tree, when my roommate gets you I can show you want we do with it" you said
"Also Lindir we don't have any wrapping paper, we each go to our parents every year and use their wrapping paper" you said pecking his lip and returning to the couch
"Want to watch a movie" you said patting the spot next to you
for your celebration, can i request lindir with his husband trying ( & succeeding ) in showing him how much he loves an adores him? i feel like there are times where lindir would get insecure & worried in their marriage that his husband could do better. M!Reader is clearly having none of it, heâd move mountains themselves for lindir, so he spends the entire day-night just proving/worshiping lindir.
Hello, my dear! Here it is! I hope you enjoy it:
It wasnât anything specific that made you notice Lindirâs insecurities. No, nothing gargantuan that truly sent off a lightbulb in your head as an âaha, this is the problemâ. It was the little things.Â
It started with him not attending dinners with you in public, but rather seeking refuge in his study, then came the subconscious pulling away from your affections if in front of others. Following this were the lingering stares, the gentle tug on the corners of his mouth that would only ever go away when you would wrap your arms around him.Â
And then finally it hit you when you saw his frown deepen and his brow furrow in thought when a young elleth approached to ask questions about the newest event Elrond was planning. Truly innocent. However, the hand on your arm and the polite smile that came to your lips made Lindir think ever different.Â
âHe deserves better,â You recalled him muttering to himself, anger filling your being as you watched his eyes cast downward. He could not see that you truly only cared for him.
Thatâs when you decided to begin your plan.Â
You awoke him with gentle kisses to his eyelids, caressing lips pecking small but meaningful kisses down the front of his cheeks before moving to where his cheekbones meet his temples, a grin pulling on your face as Lindirâs eyes opened.Â
âGood morning,â You muttered before cupping his cheek in your hand, tilting his face ever so slightly so your lips could slot against his.Â
Lindir responded by melting into you, a pleased sigh leaving him as you rubbed a soothing thumb over his jaw.Â
âGood morning to you too,â He uttered, slightly out of breath as he looked at you with wide eyes and a soft smile, a rosy blush developing on his cheeks.Â
âWhat was that for?â He questioned, feeling flustered all over as you simply cuddled up to his side.Â
âNo special reason,â You replied, voice soft as you held him to you. âJust wanted to give you extra love, thatâs all,â You murmured as you began to press more kisses into his skin.Â
âOh?â His voice was teasing, but you could tell he was genuinely suspicious of your sudden affections.Â
âMhm,â You made a noise of agreement to your previous statement, peppering kisses across his shoulder and collar.Â
âI donât believe you,â Lindir joked, but you could tell from his previous insecurities he was concerned, and one thing you knew after all this time was that Lindir enjoyed knowing what you were going to do next- so this sudden change in your behavior, a more present form of affection, startled him and left him feeling as if he was about to go overboard.Â
âWell thatâs alright,â You replied, pulling back to look at him, briefly pausing to tuck a hair that was in his face behind his ear.Â
âYou donât need to believe me, I will simply show you.âÂ
After an hour or so of kissing and cuddling, murmuring your affections into his skin, Lindir was truly flustered but melting in your embrace, heart feeling reassured and cared for.Â
His ears were tinted red and feeling warm to the touch, as well as his whole face flushing every time you pressed a kiss to his skin. But with each kiss, each whisper, each squeeze, the insecurities that mounted on his shoulders for weeks now were pushed off like boulders down a mountain.
âI believe I must get to work now, my love,â He spoke, body not really wanting to leave your side but his anxious brain reminded him of how much paperwork he left on his desk last night.Â
âYouâll be happy to know that you have the day off,â That was another part of your plan, schedule the day off with Elrond so you two didnât have to go anywhere.
Lindir didnât know whether to feel frightened or excited by your grin as you propped yourself above his form, eyes twinkling as you stared at him.Â
âYou are all mine today, Melda (beloved).âÂ
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Summary:Lindir struggles to tell Y/N he loves them. Elrond knows he needs help.
Word count: 2119
Tags: Fluff; Elrond is a very calm elf; Thranduil, Glorfindel and Erestor are there to help Elrond; Poor Lindir.
A/N: Based on the imagine from @winterinspace.
*From my old blog
You were relaxing in one of the many gardens around Imladris, appreciating the beautiful flowers and feeling the soft breeze gently touching your skin while you peacefully read a book. You were feeling so calm that you didnât notice one of your closest friends was there with you, until you heard someone cleaning softly their throat. You turned around to see who was behind you and you showed a big smile on your face when you saw Lindir standing there, smiling back at you.
âOh, Lindir. I wasnât expecting to see you here! How are you? Do you want to sit here with me?â You asked cheerfully. You enjoyed his company, he was a nice Ellon. He always talked to you and also could listen to you speak for hours, about literally anything.
He nodded and approached, sitting beside you. He slowly took a flower, a blue one, on his hand and gently placed it in your hair, your lips forming a shyly smile at the act.
"It's so pretty. Thank you!" You said, taking his hand on yours.
"It matches with your beauty." You could feel he was a bit embarrassed, but you prefer to say nothing. You spend a good part of the day there, talking about music, books and many other things. You both were very concentrated in your talk, you didn't even realized you had company. On a darker corner, Elrond observed you two carefully, paying attention to details as how you both behaved together.
"What are we looking at?" Erestor appeared behind him, makong Elrond jump but, fortunately, he didn't make any sound.
"Erestor! Next time when we are observing someone, you need to be... well quieter." Elrond said, caressing his robes slowly.
"All right, but what are we observing then? These two together again? I don't understand why they're so slow to tell each other how they feel..." Erestor placed a finger on his chin, with a thoughtful look.
"People need time, Erestor. Sometimes they're just trying to understand their feelings..." said Elrond staring back at you both.
"Oh, so you know that they like each other too?" Erestor's eyes widened.
"Erestor, they're the only ones who don't know that yet." Elrond rolled his eyes, trying to think on how to help you.
"We need to help them! Lindir won't say anything until we give him the courage to tell Y/N he likes them!" Erestor whispered.
Elrond and Erestor glared back at you, in complete silence now. Elrondâs lips formed a smiled when he saw you getting closer to Lindir and him carefully placing his arm around you.
âWhat are we looking at?â Thranduilâs deep voice suddenly said, making Erestor jump.
âAnd why are we whispering?â Glorfindel appeared right behind the king and Erestor rolled his eyes impatient.
âWe are waiting for a Balrog appear around Imladris, Glorfindel, so you can be pulled by your hair again and Iâll finally have peace. Oh, and we are whispering so he canât find us!â Said Erestor, with a sarcastic tone and this time, Glorfindel was the one to roll his eyes. Thranduil smirked at the attitude of the two.
âAh, Erestor⊠if you love me, just tell me. I understand you! Itâs impossible to not love me.â The golden haired elf grinned.
âWe are waiting for an amazing minstrel to-â Elrond started to explain, but he was soon cut off by the Elven King.
âTo come back?â Thranduil said ironically. âDoesnât he get tired of waiting?â He said, turning to Glorfindel who only shrugged.
âNo, Thranduil. Let me make this clearer: we are waiting for an amazing minstrel, an Imladris minstrel, our minstrel, to say to Y/N he loves them.â Elrond commented and Glorfindel was about to tell something, when the Lord of Rivendell stopped him.
âLet us not talk about other minstrels. Focus on this one here. Lindir is what matters now.â
Now the four of them stared at you. You both were still sitting there, Lindir telling you jokes that made you laugh. Everything was going fine, until you heard someone whimper. You and Lindir turned your heads fast to see who was there, the minstrelâs heart beating faster as never and you were a bit nervous as well.
âYou heard that, Lindir?â You asked in a low voice. He nodded.
You decided to get up and go see what was happening, but when you arrived at the entrance of the garden you were surprised to find it empty. Lindir was right back at you and his eyes showed surprise as well.
âIâm sure I heard someone here!â You told him, your voice a bit louder now.
âMe too,â he started. âY/N, Iâm afraid I need to go.â You gave him a sad look and soft sigh, whispering an okay but making sure you would see each other later. You both left the garden, you made your way to your chambers and Lindir, unsuccessfully, went to find Lord Elrond.
***
In a small room, far away from peopleâs knowledge, Elrond, Thranduil, Erestor and Glorfindel debated a way to try to help Lindir to win your heart.
âOhhh, we can glue them with honey!â Glorfindel said, with an open smile on his face.
âDo you want to throw fruits as well?â Erestor asked impatiently.
âThe task is simple: we give them wine, a lot of wine, and then we let the nature act.â Thranduil shared his idea, throwing his hands to the air. The others just stared at him.
âDonât you have a better idea, like throwing one of them in a hole on the ground in the middle of the forest and waiting for the other one to save the one in the ground?â Elrond asked. Glorfindel one more time tried to answer but was cut off again.
âIt was rhetorical, Glorfindel. We are not doing this and we are not gluing them with honey either!â
Moments passed by, but it seemed hours. Most of the ideas came from Thranduil and Glorfindel but they were not exactly good ideas. And when Erestor tried to tell them that, Thranduil made sure to say that he was the king therefore he could not be wrong.
Tired of all the discussion, Elrond decided to do something simple but very effective.
âI have a plan,â He announced. âYou three can find things to make the moment less tense for both of them.â The Lord left the room, without explanations, letting the others with a puzzled look on their faces.
***
It was the end of the day. The sun started to set in the horizon and the wind started to get stronger. You loved that moment of the day, of course Imladris was always peaceful but that moment seemed to be magic. You loved to spend that time with Lindir, but you couldnât find him and now you wondered where could he be.
âY/N.â Erestorâs deep voice called for you, taking you away from your thoughts. You turned to him and smiled.
âHello, Erestor. Howâs your evening?â You asked, your tone calm, as Erestor approached you.
âPretty good and Iâm sure yours is as well?â He asked and you nodded.
âGood,â he finished. âCome with me.â
He gave you his arm and you gladly accepted it. You both started to walk, neither of you saying a single word just enjoying the comforting silence. When you got closer to a fountain, you remembered your earlier question and decided to break the quietness and ask Erestor if he knew something about the situation.
âErestor, do you know something about Lin-â
âAh, Y/N!â Elrond said cheerfully and to your surprise Lindir was with him, smiling as well.
âGood evening, Lord Elrond. Do you need any help?â You asked.
Elrond stared at Erestor for a moment, but both remained quiet. You knew the looks they were changing had a meaning, but you thought it had nothing to do with you. However, you were wrong.
âOh no, Y/N. I donât need help. But Lindir needs to tell you something very important.â He finished his sentence with a big smile on his face and you could see a soft one forming on Erestorâs mouth.
âDoes he?â You answered, raising one of your eyebrows.
âDo I?â Lindir was very surprised, you could tell. His eyes widened and the nervousness was apparent.
âYes, you do.â Elrond answered on a weird way. âY/N, it is a deep talk about feelings. He needs to tell you something very important and because of it Iâll leave with Erestor so you two can have more privacyâŠâ He didnât even finish his phrase when he was already dragging Erestor away by his arm, leaving you and Lindir on an awkward silence.
You both glared at each other, you knew he had something to say. It was very clear, so you decided to encourage him.
âWell, what is this you have to say about feelings?â You asked shyly.
âI think itâs clear to everyone that I feel⊠something for you,â He started and you nodded, indicating that he could continue. âI like you Y/N. More than just a friendship. I love to be with you, to talk to you, to listen you and all your ideas. Youâre intelligent, fun and beautiful and I canât stop thinking about you. That music I played for you on the other day, you inspired me to create that. I love you, Y/N!â
You were speechless for a few seconds. You didnât have reactions, you wanted to tell him you felt the same way but you couldnât. At least for a while.
Lindir was very nervous and he was almost collapsing when you finally had a reaction.
âI love you too, Lindir. I-I never had the courage to tell you and Iâm so happy to know that you feel the same wayâŠâ You said, your voice shaking a bit for the tension of the moment.
âY/N, can I court you?â Lindir asked, taking your hands. You didnât answer a simple yes or no. You were fast to kiss him and he happily kissed you back. The whole world stopped and for a few moments it was just the two of you. Eventually you needed to break the kiss for air and suddenly daisies started to fall, slowly around you two. You were finding it cute until a pile of daisies fall on Lindir and a big basket cover his head. You couldnât help but laugh at the situation.
âI told you to throw it with kindness, not to throw it like you're cleaning the balcony!â You heard Erestorâs voice.
âIâm sorry, but Lindirâs clothes are not exactly appropriate for the moment and flowers always make things better and prettier!â Glorfindel said cheerfully.
âOf course he doesnât have my beauty, but still Glorfindel is right. He made Lindir look better.â Thranduil answered, looking down at you too. âOh, hi. What a beautiful moment!â He finished his phrase and glared proud at you two.
âOur beauty you mean. Iâve already told you, Thranduil, my hair is better than yours and just because of it Iâm way prettier than you are.â Glrofindel answered the King, also looking down at you both. âI must say I have a really good taste on flowers. Look at you Lindir! Perfect!â He grinned while Elrond just stayed there, paying attention on the entire moment.
âThank you, for your help⊠I guess.â Lindir said, still removing the flowers away from his hair.
âNow Y/N, what do you tell about having dinner with me?â The minstrel asked softly.
âJust with you?â You asked, thinking if the others would join or just leave you two alone for a while.
âJust the two of usâŠâ Lindir said staring back at the four elves on the balcony.
Glorfindel snorted at Lindirâs words.
âUngratefulâŠâ The golden haired warrior whispered.
âAh, let us leave these two alone and drink wine, Glorfindel. Come now, they need their time alone.â Thranduil basically dragged the ellon with him and Elrond and Erestor followed them, so they could leave you two with your moment.
The dinner was good. You and Lindir had a really good time together and after your meal, you went to a big majestic garden.
âDo you remember this place, Y/N?â Lindir asked and you nodded.
âWhere we met for the first time!â You smiled.
He nodded and took his harp. He started to play a song. Your song. The one and only song he made specially for you, telling all his feelings about you. When he finished, he took your hands holding them tightly and gave a soft kiss.
âI love you, Y/N.â He said, caressing one of your cheeks.
Ah, well...@aeonianarchives and @heilith, here is the entry for Lindir. He was my entry point into writing elves and I'll be forever grateful to him for that :D
We're almost at the end now...
Enjoy!
Words: 629
Warnings: None
âCome on,â you grinned, nudging Lindir in the ribs, much to his visible discomfort, âit will be fun.â
He raised the paper moon headdress at the same time as his elegant eyebrows arched upwards questioningly; despite being neither arrogant nor particularly vain, Lindir was exceedingly reticent to ever present himself in an unfavourable light.
Spinning in your raiment â the twins had decided that you were to be the sun while they would impersonate twinkling stars as a homage to their dear father â you winked at Lindir cheerily.Â
Their plan â complete with a map of Imladris â was to pester and beg until the esteemed councillors and residents would either bribe them with treats or become the victims of their wicked practical jokes; they had been looking forward to this night for weeks.Â
Neither one of you would have been able to deny the little ones with their pleading eyes and quivering lips anyway, but you had to admit that you loved your costume â shimmering and sparkling in the fading autumn light â and that you felt beautiful in it.
âYouâll look great,â you assured Lindir and stepped closer to him to affix the last part of his own disguise to his shapely head before he could tear the twinsâ lovingly crafted creation to shreds by fiddling with it nervously.
âYou only say that because you donât want to disappoint the kids,â he mumbled but froze into a statue of marble under your careful hands. âYou donât actually mean it.â
âBut I do!â you cried out vehemently. âIâve helped embroider this overcoat for you. You look incredibly handsome and the moon suits your calm, mysterious, and enchanting aura so well.â
It was true that he looked stunning in the fruit of your painstaking labours; the silver threads and moonstone beads complimented his pale complexion and depthless eyes just how you had imagined them to do when â dreaming about Lindirâs sweet, quiet nature that warmed your heart without ever burning your skin â your fingers had embellished the fabric in reverence of his subdued but nonetheless pervasive beauty.
Averting his face bashfully, Lindir blushed to the roots of his dark hair â now held back not only by his neat braids but also by the silver-threaded headdress â and fingered the sleeves of the richly decorated garment those he loved so had fashioned for him.
He was painfully aware that his colleagues and friends would get to see him outfitted thus as they were the cornerstones of tonightâs entertainment; he probably already imagined Glorfindelâs smirk and Erestorâs scowl and hence, he shrunk back into a corner as if trying to vanish.
âAre we ready?â The twins burst into the room in a puff of glitter and carefree laughter, dressed as little, twinkling stars; their eyes shone so brightly that, for a moment, you truly believed there would never be darkness in these lands again.
âAlmost,â you cooed. âWhat do you think of our beloved Lindir? Wonât he make a fantastic moon?â
âOh, heâs the master of mooning,â Lord Elrond commented slyly, leaning against the doorframe and winking discreetly at you; even though he was the very definition of gravitas and neutrality, he sometimes couldnât resist a small jibe when the occasion arose.Â
It was all in good fun though and when he asked you to stand, all together, on the balcony so he could commit this picture to his eternal and infallibly faithful memory, you couldnât fight the radiant smile â quite worthy of the sun you were meant to represent â rising on your face like a new day.
Dutiful as ever, Lord Elrond dug his hands into his coat pockets and produced the twinsâ favourite treats. âGo and terrorise my peaceful sanctuary,â he whispered and watched his sons barrel down the corridor with an enthusiastic war-cry.
@fellowshipofthefics Only one more to go and you'll be rid of me!
(Sorry for the late delay, I was on a week long vacation and had no focus to publish these till the end of the week. I tried to make this sweet as possible so I hope you enjoy it,)Â
(Little note, this is a male reader, so you donât get confused)Â
Requested by @gilairon-deactivated20221015
Warnings: none really, fluff, a possible inappropriate jokes, relationship stuff, Lindir being the sweetes boy.Â
-You didnât do much, to be honest. You guarded the gates, scouted the borders, and ensured everything was fine before taking the rest of the day off and doing your own things.
-You wanted an ordinary life, away from orcs, darkness, and bad things that once happened in your long elven life. You had seen and experienced too much, so it was time to go on retirement and take things easy.
-Then you met Lindir. He was just the sweetest being you had ever laid your eyes upon, and his voice made your heart beat louder than any war drums.
-When you saw him for the first time â it was like an arrow had pierced through your chest, making you feel immense love for this ellon. Â
Last minute change of my Author's Choice from Folk Tale to whatever this is as a November Request is a Folktale and I don't want to post 2 so close together
Author's Choice Prompt: The first frost of the season, The chilly bite in the morning air, Frost collecting on each blade of grass.
Summery: Lindir and the Reader spend some much needed TLC together as Elrond calls a break to all work which does not need urgent care.
Characters: Lindir and Reader
Pairing: Lindir x Reader
Readers Pronouns: He/Him
The once colorful valley of Imladris had been struck with a cold winter early the greens and oranges where slowly turning blue.
You took a sigh as the crisp chilly morning air bit at your face you could see you're breath, you had just returned from Patrol and your hands were freezing, all of the skin exposed to nature was cold, like most of your patrol insted of taking your armour off in the armory you decided to take it to your talan, the morning due had turned to frost on the plants.
The Frost had taken over the windows of your talan and a thin layer of ice lay over your porch you opened the door and were greeted with the warm air the fire was going in the hearth, candles were lit to give more light and the soft scent of Cinnamon from the lembas Lindir was making was coming from the Kitchen.
You had quickley moved out of your father's house when you married the elf you walked into the kitchen and wrapped your arms around the ellon he yelped at the sudden contact.
"Y/n your armor is freezing, you are freezing" Lindir said turning to you
"Your nose has turned red" Lindir said
"Your ears are red almost 24/7 Lindir" you said he shook his head and pushed you away
"I'll run you a nice warm bath and get your clothes I warmed up for you" Lindir said
"Will you join me in the bath" you questioned
"No, thats highly inappropriate" Lindir said
"Lindir, last time I check we were married, I also have seen you naked before" You said
"The bath is off the table I'll just get your clothes" Lindir said you caught his wrist and span him around
"A kiss" You questioned
"Not until you are warmer" Lindir said hurrying off you followed him and got to your room, Lindir turned to you and started to remove your armour.
"Lindir, I can do this myself" you said as he continued to remove your armor as he was so used to doing for your father, you hooked your arms around his and pulled him up.
"Your my husband, not my servant Lindir, you may serve my father, but you do not serve me" you said pressing a kiss to his forehead and taking your armor off yourself, Lindir stood frozen to the spot
"You need to get used to the fact your my husband, I do not wish for this to happen every time i come home, sure some ellon's get their wives to help, but I do not wish for you to think you serve me, I love you very dearly Meleth nin" You said as you changed pulling on the trousers Lindir had laid out for you.
"You need a healer Meleth you are bleeding" Lindir said in worry you raised an eyebrow.
"Hmm so I am, do not worry Lindir, this is not from a battle, something simply spooked my horse and i fell off and my leg got caught in it's reins so it pulled me along with it, it's a simple scratch, I can just put a bandage over it" and so that was what you did before pulling the rest of the winter robes on, you decided to join your husband again to see him taking the Lembas bread out of the oven.
"can i have some" you asked
"Careful it's hot" Lindir said
"I'm hot and yet your never careful" You said making the ellon blush
"I- i mean it in a literal sense" Lindir said as you pressed a kiss to his neck
"I know you do, do you want some Tea" you questioned reaching for the cupboard
"if you are making it" Lindir said as you took two cups down and the tea leaves you soon both had some tea and where now sat on the plush chair by the fire, it was covered with blankets and pelts you had somehow tempted Lindir onto your lap so your head rested on his shoulder, he was watching as the frost spread across the window.
"I wonder if winter has arrived this fast for all of middle earth" Lindir questioned you hmmed in contentment
"Probably who knows, the convoy from the greenwood with the trade will probably talk about it so you can overhear them if you want to" you said taking a sip of your tea
"whenever it got cold you had the house to entertain you with Glorfindel, Erestor, your siblings, Elrond, you had the library, it must be a pretty boring comparison now stuck with me in a small Talan I decently sized way away from the house" Lindir said
"I prefer this, it's quite, Elladan isn't screaming at me, and it is very warm and cozy, besides we can bake, cuddle, watch the fire, we have books to read, always boring paper work and I have constellations of freckles to kiss" You hmmed Lindir hid his face in your hair
"I hate you" Lindir muttered flustered
"Love you to" you grinned
Elvish Translations:
Meleth nin - my love
Meleth - love
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CELEBRATION TIME I FINISHED FOTFICTOBER ON TIME, THEIR WAS MANY A DAY I HAD TO SCRAMBLE TO WRITE A FIC IN TIME BUT THIS WAS VERY ENJOYABLE I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT PROMPT LIST EVENT
No one has requested this but imma make a Lindir X Y/n :), idk what to call it tho, got any ideas? Btw Y/n is a girl a.k.a you
Lindir X Y/n
Y/n is Lord Elrond daughter so she is very fond of lindir since he has been working for elrond for quite some time.
You had been travelling with the Company and you were quite exited to finally get back home to Rivendell. Yet you knew that you wouldn't be staying for long.
When you arrived everyone was looking around at the beautiful views.
Lindir slowly and gracefully walks down the stairs. When he gets to the bottom he greets gandalf. He turns to you, and kisses you hand. "Welcome back, My lady" Lindir says gracefully. You bow ever so slight lightly and say " I'm happy to be back". (Btw you two aren't dating yet)
"I need to speak to lord elrond" Gandalf says to lindir. "My lord is not here" lindir replys with "where is he?" Gandalf asks. But before Lindir could answer, the welcome horn blows to say that someone has arrived aka Lord elrond.
The dwarves huddle together while poor bilbo had been pushed to the center to be "protected" while big white horses surrounded them.
"Mithrandir" elrond says happily. "Lord Elrond! Pleasure to see you again" Gandalf responds. Elrond hops off his big dark brown horse and says "pleasure is all mine" while handing a sword he found to lindir.
You run up to elrond and hug him. "Y/n!" Elrond says happily to you. You smile in response. "Go take a bath you are covered in dirt" he says to you "and lindir, go with her". He offers you his arm and you take it. He tells some maids in elvish to prepare your bath while still holding you arm.
When you came to the bathing room your bath was a perfect temperature and ready for you. Lindir let's go and says "Enjoy your bath my lady". And with that he leaves you alone to bathe.
You loved it when he called you "my lady" since he doesn't say it to anyone else.
By this point you had taken all your clothes off and you where in the perfectly warm bath.
The time flew by and lindir knocked on the door "My lady? May I come in?". You cover up all you parts with bubbles while thinking about that you look nothing like other girls "you can come in now lindir. There is nothing for you to see." You reply.
He comes in and says calmly " I brought you some ointment for your hands." You reply with a simple "Thank you". He sits down next to you on the outside of the bath may I add and gestures for you to give him your hand.
He starts gently putting the ointment on your hands. You started blushing since you have always wanted to feel how his hands felt on yours but not in a creepy way.
"It's soon dinner, my lady." He says to fill the silence. You reply with a very simple and sharp "ok".
After he finished putting ointment on your hand he stands up slight bows and leaves.
You where dressed and ready for dinner with the dwarves, gandalf and ofc elrond your father. Lindir was patiently waiting for you on the other side of the door.
When you came out he slightly smiled and offered you his arm, you took it ofc. You two walked to the dinning room thingy. (If you have seen the films you probably know that's its less of a room and more of a balcony but like whatever).
You get to you chair which is next to elronds and you sit down and let go of lindirs arm. By this point you had butterfly's in your stomach since you had a big crush on lindir. He also had butterfly's in his stomach since he also likes you but knew that you would reject him if he told you.
Elrond, the dwarves and gandalf come in and sit down. <OK let's just skip to after dinner>.
You got up because everyone was finished and so where you.
You got up and headed to you chambers. It started to rain quite heavily. You weren't feeling very happy at the moment since you reminded yourself that you could never be with lindir, the love of you life.
You headed out to you favourite garden and started crying. You where incredibly wet.
"Y/n....." you look up and lindir is sitting next to you dripping with water since he has been looking for you.
Lindir: "What's the matter?"
You look at him and then look down.
Y/n: "I-I'm in....Love".
Lindir looks at you and says "why are you crying then? It's not a bad thing to be in love.".
Y/n: " it is if you can never be with them...:
Lindir: "Oh......"
You two went quite for a bit since you were in love with each other but lindir thought it was someone else
Y/n: "do you know how it feels?.....to be in love....?"
Lindir: "Yes".
Y/n: "are you in love".
Lindir: " Yes.....but I'm afraid to tell them".
.........
Lindir: "who is it you are in love with??"
You look at him trying to tell him that it is him with your expressions. When he realised that its him, his eyes go wide and you run off in embarrassment thinking that he does not like you back.
You run into your chambers and run to the balcony you fall down kinda gracefully into a sitting position on the floor of the balcony while crying into your hands.
Lindir comes rushing in.
Lindir: "Y/n....."
You don't look up you just keep on crying.
He pulls you up from the floor and cups you face in his hands. He looks into you eyes and says "I love you too".
You kiss him gracefully but you feel someone watching you so you pull back, your heads turn quickly to the door and there stands elrond just standing there in pure shock.
Lindir was incredibly embarrassed so he walks quite quickly out, almost a run.
You just stand still staring at your father. (Btw it has stopped raining).
Y/n: "I love him"
All elrond does is nods to gesture you to go after him.
You run around the Palace shouting Lindirs name.
You come to your favourite garden where you two met for the first time. You sit down next to him on the bench he was sitting on. You slowly hold his hand while still looking forward.
He looks at you and says "y/n...."
Y/n: "Yes?".
Lindir: "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. May I court you?"
.....
You looked at him with pure shock and say "Yes!" And with that you kiss him.
You two sit together and look out at the beautiful view. You turned around while holding lindirs hand to see elrond smiling. he nods a little. You turn back around and lindirs asks "are you alright?" You reply with "Never been happier".
The end đ
~Hope you guys like it I used soooo long writing this~
warnings: mentions of wounds, slight mention of blood, mentions of scars
opening: After coming back from a battle, You swore to Lindir you didnât get injured. Later that night, Lindir accidentally sees the fresh scars you had hidden from him.Â
AN// reader can be any gender! You can also choose if the reader is a human or an elf. Iâve been thinking about writing part 2 for âIâve got you.â so thatâs probably the next fanfic Iâll post !^^
Not proof read!!
    âmemorabilia from battles.â
The battle was over, and the survivors were coming back to Rivendell. You had lost a great bunch of soldiers, but victorious nonetheless. Gazing at the worn out soldiers around you made you sad, many of them had lost people they had known for ages.Â
Elrond led the remaining soldiers to the entrance, his horse trotting in first making everyone follow right behind him. You pat the neck of your trusty horse as it walked forwards slowly in the crowd. You could see Lindir and a couple of guards waiting as you passed the two statues of guards.Â
You saw Lindirâs gaze move frantically as he was looking for you in the crowd. He wasnât allowed to run to look for you, since he had to talk to Elrond first. You saw Elrond get off his horse, and slowly walk up to Lindir. You couldnât hear what they were saying, but the conversation was soon over, and Elrond left his horse, also leaving the group so he could go and change out of his armory. You saw Lindir turn back to the group, his eyes still looking for you in hopes that you had survived. you knew he was able to see how many of you had fallen, since the group that returned wasnât nearly as big as it had been when you left.
You heard him speak up. Commanding a couple of the guards to assist the horses to the stables, and for the injured to go and see healers as they were already prepared to heal the ones who had returned. Lindir was most likely going to be busy today, since Elrond must have been tired after the battle, but that didnât stop you from seeing him. You had to make sure he knew that you were still alive.Â
After the others had left to see healers, eat and get some rest you were the only one left behind. Lindinr had almost left, but you were able to call out for him. âLindir!â You jumped off your horse, only holding on to the reins. He seemed to have recognized your voice because he turned around quickly, his eyes widening for a moment when he finally saw you. âYouâre alive.â He said quietly, you almost not even hearing it. âI was too tough I suppose.â You grinned a little, happy to finally see him. It was always horrible to leave him behind when you had to go and fulfill your duties as a warrior. You walked closer to him, wanting to hug him but you didnât. In his words âitâs inappropriateâ which made you laugh to think of, but you knew how he was with publicly showing affection. INstead, you offered your hands out for him, which he gladly took in his. His hands were warm and soft, yourâs were cold from fighting and hard from training and fighting. âMelda (beloved), are you okay?â Lindir asked, examining you with his eyes to see if you had any wounds or even smaller injuries. You smiled at him, happy to see him worried every time you returned. As much as you wanted to be honest, you didnât dare to tell him about the few wounds you had gotten, youâd take care of them yourself soon. âIâm fine, all in one piece as you can see.â You reassured him, thumbs caressing his hands slightly. He didnât reply for a moment, only looking at you with worry clear in his gaze. âYou should go and rest, I can get you something to eat.â He said, not really offering for you to go and rest, it sounded more like a command. âThen thatâs what I shall do, Na lĂ» e-govaned vĂźn melda (until next we meet, beloved.)â You replied. Lindir reached to get the reins of your horse, which you let him take. âGalu (good bye), Iâll see you at our quarters later.â You said, slowly walking up the stairs.âN'i lĂ» tĂŽl (until then).â Lindir said quietly, as he began to lead the horse to the stables.Â
You walked to the room you shared with Lindir, and began to take off your armor. You could already feel your muscles and how sore they felt. Lindir had been right, you really did need some rest and as quickly as possible. You took a look at the bed, thinking about how Lindir was still shy about sleeping in the same bed, even though you had started courting a good while back. He had never been too fond of fighting and it broke your heart every time you had to leave for one. You still didnât understand fully why he had chosen you, but you couldnât be happier with him. He was even understanding of your duties, even if he didnât like it.Â
You set the armor down, stretching your shoulders. You began to take off your shirt, slowly lifting it over your head, trying not to get your already tangled hair to become even more of a mess. Just before you were able to slide the shirt off of your wrists, you heard a knock and the door opened. You cringed, already knowing who it was. Before you were able to turn and face the person, you already heard a gasp. âY/n!â You hissed a little, dropping the shirt on the ground as you turned to find Lindir standing halfway in the room with a small tray in his hands. He was looking at you with worry and sadness in his eyes, almost speechless. âMelda (dear), look-â You tried to explain yourself but Lindir spoke up before you could. âWhy didnât you tell me?â He asked, his voice sounding panicked as he put down the tray on a nightstand.Â
You could feel his eyes trace the old and new scars across your body. Some of them had already healed fully, only leaving behind a faint reminder of the wounds you had gotten in battle. The new ones were still red and irritated, but none of them were still bleeding. You had made sure to take care of the bleeding on the battlefield, finding shelter for a moment so you could always wrap something around them. âWhy have you hidden these from me?â Lindir asked, walking closer to you. You looked away from him, in shame of the fact that you hadnât been honest with him. âLindir, please hear me out.â You muttered, taking the silence as a sign to continue. âI see your worry and concern, and I didnât want you to feel that way. I was going to take care of them myself. Goheno nin (forgive me).â You explained to him, hoping that he would understand. The silence he was giving you was destroying you inside and outside but you didnât say anything, letting him speak up when he wanted to. âMelda (dear), you could have told me. I could have helped you.â He then said, hovering his hand carefully around the wounds he was able to see. You bit your teeth together when he accidentally touched the skin. âSorryâŠâ He mumbled, bringing you closer to him carefully, as if you were going to break otherwise. âLet me help you with these, it breaks me more to see you in pain.â He whispered so quietly you wouldnât have heard him if he wasnât so close to your ear. âFeel free to.â You replied with a small smile tugging on your lips. Lindinr let go of your waist, gently leading you to sit on the bed. He opened the nightstand drawer, and after looking for a moment he pulled out something. It looked like tape, but you assumed that it was something else. Lindir cut off pieces of the tape and turned to you. âI got you some food as well.â He commented, putting one end of the tape on the other side of one of the wounds, stretching it to the other side so the wound closed up. You gritted your teeth together as he put more of the tapes on the wounds, closing them one by one. Every now and then he would quietly apologize when you let out small whines. You could see his expression twist into a frown every time he heard you groan or whine from the pain, which made you try to be as quiet as you could.Â
Lindir finished applying the tape on the âworstâ wounds. You didnât think they needed that much care, but you let him do it nevertheless. You knew it made him happy to know that you were going to be okay. âLindir, Iâm sorry Iâve been lying to you.â You mumbled, breaking the silence that had been building up. He hummed, offering you the tray he had brought with him. âI understand why you did what you did. But please, you can tell me in the future.â You took the tray he offered, smiling at him. âI will.â You started, taking a spoonful of the food he had brought to you. âGi melin (I love you).â You whispered out, the smile turning into a smirk as he was still able to blush when you told him that. âGi melin.â He whispered back at you as he stood up. âYou should really rest now. Iâll join you later.â Lindir then said, taking a step closer to the door. âN'i lĂ» tĂŽl (until then)â You replied to him after finishing the food.Â
You laid down, pulling the covers on top of you to keep you warm. âPosto vae melda (rest well, dear).â Linindirâs voice said from the door before he closed it. You smiled after he had left. It didnât take long for you to fall asleep, since you were already exhausted from the battle.Â
The next time you woke up, the whole room was dark. No light coming in from the windows and through the thin curtains. You felt someone sit on the bed and soon lay down. You were still half asleep as your brain kept telling you to fall back asleep, but even though that, you knew it was Lindir. He turned to face you, seeing that you were half awake. He didnât say anything, only placed his arm carefully on your waist, afraid he would hurt you by accident since the wounds were still healing. The action made you smile. You shuffled a little closer to him before falling asleep again.
This one got long but I was in my feelings about it. Thank you for this lovely prompt choice!! Lindir is justâŠHngg. So soft. So sweet. Heâs perfect for this one. If there are typos Iâm so sorry I wrote this at 2AM in the throes of a bout of insomnia.
KINTOBER 06. - MOMMY KINK - LINDIR X READER
Spice level: đ¶đ¶đ¶đ¶đ¶(fluffy but also a bit filthy tbh)
Warnings/Notes: MD/lb dynamics (not heavy but it is present), overstimulation, very very very very mild consent play (with a safeword check-in). Itâs absolutely nothing heavy. Lindir just asks the reader to push him past his limits because it helps him personally to reach subspace. Lots of aftercare! this is much more of a soft dominance hurt/comfort bent than anything else. As much as I do enjoy wrecking Lindir, this concept had me no thoughts head empty.
Lindir lies curled against you, face tucked beneath your chin as you stroke his back, his hair, his ear. Heâs exhausted today. Elrond does his best not to overwork him, but Lindir often pushes himself too hard against Elrondâs best efforts to make sure he doesnât.
You took one look at him the second he entered the chambers you two share and ordered him straight to bed. Lindir had protested. You wouldnât hear it. You had coaxed him there, promising to hold him. The second you had pulled up into your arms, he had started to cry.
He apologizes for it when he finds his voice again. You shush him and tell him that you donât mind. That he can cry if he needs to. You know itâs his bodyâs natural response to the sheer anxiety thatâs always lurking in his mind. He has so much trouble shutting his brain off. The tears are catharsis. Release.
When he finally seems to have cried his fill, you dry his face and get him a glass of water, then hold him again. Lindir obediently drinks what you give him, shucks himself out of his clothes to get more comfortable, then curls back around you. He feels so delicate. And still, he still holds tension in his spine. Like an overwound clock, his heart ticks frantically against yours.
âYou need to rest,â you remind him, tone half-scolding.
âI know,â Lindir says miserably.
You card through his hair. Still, he is so tense. You ask: âCan you relax your shoulders for me, tithen pen? Take a deep breath? Really slowly?â
He presses a bit closer at the endearment, blushing but pleased. He likes to have tasks handed to him. It gives him something tangible to think about. He sucks in air, then lets it out in a hiss. Itâs not ideal, but itâs something. You feel his body loosen a little in your arms.
âGood boy,â you murmur, and kiss his forehead.
Lindir lets out a tiny whine and melts. You feel his cock stir against your stomach. You canât help a soft sound of surprise. You donât mean to rile him up. You just know how much he likes to hear that.
âPlease,â he whispers. âCould weâ could youâ? I just need things to be simple for a time? IâI cannotââ
You croon another comforting noise and hold him a little tighter. Sweetening your voice, you ask him: âDo you want naneth to take care of you? To make you feel good?â
Lindir mewls and nods, flushing to the tips of his ears, suddenly so hard.
You kiss his forehead again, then guide him to sit upright with you and draw him into your lap. Lindir rests his head against your breast and closes his eyes, just listening to your heartbeat.
He is so pretty and perfect it hurts. Like heâs made out of porcelain, cheeks painted rosy pink, mouth plush and soft and slightly parted. He gasps and jerks when reach down and pet his cock with the crook of your finger.
âPlease, nanethââ he begs.
You lift his head by his chin to kiss him on the mouth. âIâve got you. Relax for me, gwinig. Can you be good for me?â
Lindir nods frantically and remembers to take another deep breath.
He shivers as you close your hand around his cock and stroke him. Your pace is slow, has him bucking up into your hand, dissolving into noise, incoherant and gilded with sweat.
âDoes it feel good, tithen melda?â
Lindir nods again. âC-can Iâ?â
âYes,â you tell him.
He splits apart only half a minute later with a gorgeous high-pitched yelp, shaking. You gasp in delight and keep stroking him right through it. Speeding until heâs sobbing again, but this time from pleasure.
âCan you do another for me?â you ask him.
You want to wear him out. You want to wring him dry.
Lindir weakly moans and nods.
This time, youâre faster, harsher. You know Lindir likes a bit of pain mingled with his pleasure. Lindir just says thank you, thank you, thank you and cants up into your hand, then comes again with a ruined moan that you swallow with a kiss.
âGood boy. You are doing so well for me,â you tell him. So proud of you, gwinig.â
He moans again. His cock gives a halfhearted little twitch, leaking all over your hand. You draw up to tease the head, now raw and red and oversensitive, and Lindir squirms in your lap, whimpering, but makes no protest.
âI want you to take another,â you whisper in his ear. âYour bodyâs all overworked and we need to wear you out so you can sleep, alright?â
Lindir wails into your shoulder, trembling.
âIâI canât, naneth,â he pleads.
You still your hand, frowning, and drop your tone to something softer. âCan you tell me a color, gwinig? Please?â
Sometimes he likes to be pushed past his protestations. It helps him to get out of his own head. Still, you want to make absolutely sure thatâs what he wants you to do.
âGreen,â Lindir breathes back.
âYouâre positive?â
He nods and reaches up to loop his arms around your neck, crowding even closer to you, like he wants to slip inside and live there. Like youâre his whole world. You let out a relieved breath and start to toy with the tip of his cock again.
âYou can,â you tell him, âYou can do it. I am going to count down from twenty and youâre going to come for me again. Do you think you can do that for me, gwinig?â
The sound Lindir lets out is absolutely filthy. He rolls his hips and begs: âPleaseââ
âUse your words, mĂźr.â
âDonât stop,â he pants.
You cradle the back of his head and keep him pressed to your chest as you stroke him, letting him reach up and palm your breast as he whimpers, pure liquid in your arms, twitching like he wants to both get away and thrust up into your fist.
You count. You count. You count.
Twenty, nineteen, eighteen, seventeenâŠ
Lindirâs grabs onto your other arm, clawing at it for purchase, too overwhelmed and overstimulated to do anything else.
Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen, thirteenâŠ
You draw up to make a fist around the head and milk him. Lindir jerks. His hand curls around your wrist so hard he draws blood. You donât mind.
Twelve, eleven, ten, nineâŠ
âPlease,â he whimpers, âPlease, nanethâ I canâtââ
You pause. Reassure: âYou can. You can do it. You can be so good. Youâre doing so well, gwinig. So close. Just a bit longer. Can you do that for me?â
He keens at the praise and melts again. When he nods, you say good boy, and I have you and keep pushing him higher and higher all the way to:
Five, four, three, twoâŠ
ONE.
âCome,â you command.
He lets out a long, tortured sound, shudders, hammers up into your hand to drive himself the rest of the way, to obey â because thatâs all he ever wants. He loves it. Loves how nothing matters in this moment except for the buzz in his skull. The consuming lightning that strikes his cock when he falls apart, shattering with a wrecked, high-pitched, hoarse scream. He comes dry. Thereâs nothing left to give, and you know you finally have him where he wants to be: in that fuzzy, warm, content, simple place where his mind will finally give him some peace.
âThere you are,â you soothe, âGood boy, Lindir. Well done.â
You draw him back up into your arms. He clings to you as you rub his back through the aftershocks, massaging his shoulders and neck.
When he finally finds the energy, he mumbles: âCan we have scones? Will you read to me?â
You smile and kiss his head. âYou can have whatever you want, sweet boy.â
Half an hour and a hot bath later, Lindir sits cocooned in the duvet, sleepily munching on scones while you read him his favorite book.
[Ft. Papa Elrond + Big brothers Elrohir and Elladan and Big sister Arwen [might seem a bit rushed :'D]]
- Lindir was very nervous when he confessed to Elrond that he was in love with you.
- I mean, like why wouldn't he? Your the daughter of the Lord of Rivendell for Eru's sake.
- Meanwhile, Elrond would approve the relationship knowing that Lindir would take good care of you.
- Elrohir and Elladan approved his relationship with you, their little sister. As they were raised on the be half of the assistant of their father. They immediately gave their blessing.
- Although, that doesn't mean Lindir or you are safe from their superior teasing.
- Most dates consists of walks around Rivendell, cuddling or Lindir singing songs for you in his or your room or having a small picnic under the stars.
- When Lindir is stressed, he wants cuddles and words of reassurement from you. Knowing well that having a high position like Lindir or Glorfindel, can be exhausting.
- When you are stressed, Lindir gives you gentle massages and small kisses on cheeks and nose. He sometimes brews you tea to help calm your senses.
- Soft kisses waking up and before going to bed is also a routine for the both of you.
- Lindir would always wake you up with breakfast in bed and a kiss on the forehead. It always make you smile
- You two sometimes do each others hair, adding on small flowers or other accessories.
- The sweetest and most gentle elf to be coupled with in Rivendell.
A/n: Aaand itâs here! :DDD I couldnât be happier.Â
The absolutely stunning art was brought to life by @mysandwichranawayâ Applause, guys, please - I will never forget how he saved the day and stepped up to collaborate with me, when I was absolutely discouraged. Thank you, my friend, youâre gorgeous!
Long story short, hereâs our piece for The Hobbit: An Unexpected Collaboration 2022 project, that united so many talented, kind and creative people. @fellowshipoftheficsâ, you, guys, rock.Â
Our prompt was âMusical Bards and Their Heroic Musesâ.Â
@i-did-not-mean-toâ You know, the night before I wrote it I dreamed I was writing it with you for 3-4 hours straight. So you can totally consider yourself a co-author and an inspiration
Also tagging as requested - @mismaeve (a new Lindir, my love!!!), @glassgulls @oenothera5 @noldorinpainter @otakumultimuse-hiddlewhore @eunoiaastralwingsâ @a-contemplation-upon-flowersâ (may be, you will enjoy it)
Forgive me, if I forgot anyone. Ok, I shut up.
Bottled Up
âSpin that baby, laddie!â Bofur cheered happily. Â
âI donât want to kiss you,â Kili growled, pushing the bottle with one finger only, âAny of you, on that matter.â
âWhy are you playing this, then?â
âThereâs a lady among us,â reminded Kili with a wink.
You laughed, just happy to relax and leave the troubles you all had to live through in the back of your mind, if only for a while.
As promised @eunoiaastralwings, I am putting out another chapter of this :D đđđ (thanks for remembering this story)
Words: 1,7k
Warnings: Nudity, kissing...slight NSFW
âBeg your pardon?â he called â a bit too loudly â while worrying at a loose strand on the towel he was holding with his nails, ready to reach around the curtain blindly to hand it to her.
âWell, you cannot tell me that youâd present yourself naked to my brother and not to me!â
âI was in my underwear,â Lindir corrected her, âand I think youâve all seen more than enough!â
âOh, itâs never enough,â LĂș laughed and pulled back the curtain shamelessly, âbut fair is fair, so this is me!â
There she stood, naked as the day she had been born, steam rising from her creamy, freckled skin and impish delight glittering in her sea-green eyes.
Lindir gulped; there was no way that heâd undress in front of her after she had pulled a stunt like that on him.
If he was entirely honest, he didnât even want to be in the same room as her at the moment for fear that sheâd notice how much of an effect her naked form surrounded by billowing mist had on his poor, feeble mind and even weaker body.
âCome on, pretty boy,â LĂș coaxed, âdonât be shy!â
With a gleeful chuckle, she stepped out of the shower and started towelling her hair dry as if there was nothing incongruent in her actions.
âYou are beautiful,â Lindir whispered, just a moment too late, his voice just a tad too breathy to make her believe that he was unfazed by it all, âand I truly wish I was your suitor.â
âAnd youâre not becauseâŠ?â LĂș met his gaze in the mirror.
âYouâre out my league and youâll only be there for a season,â he sighed, âand I cannot be left again; it would break my heart beyond repair.â
There was damage there, she felt, but his closed expression told her that this was not the moment to bring his ludicrous paranoia up, so she changed the subject.
Clumsily.
âCan I kiss you? As if you were my suitor?â LĂș asked, touched by his little, miserable face that betrayed such a deep misunderstanding of who and what he was to people.
âI donât know,â Lindir muttered, but he stepped closer and leaned towards her which she took as an unspoken invitation to bury her fingers into his hair and tug cautiously.
The name of the illustrious hotel rolled like water and silk of Thranduilâs tongue.
âThrandy,â Elrond chuckled, âhow have you been?â
âElrond.â The name sounded like a curse.
âI just called to say that your son is here with us,â Elrond informed him calmly, âand to congratulate you on LĂș; I understand that sheâs one of your foundlings.â
âFoundlings? I donât have foundlings!â Bluster and deflection, those were tricks Thranduil had perfected over the years.
âSure you do,â Elrond laughed good-humouredly, âshe does you great honour. Sheâs a wonderful young woman and an accomplished worker; youâve trained her well, but more importantly, youâve raised her well.â
âTheyâll be the death of me,â Thranduil admitted in a harsh tone, pinching the bridge of his high, elegant nose, âshe and Legolas. They are so very wild.â
âTheyâve been nothing but civil under my roof,â Elrond contradicted, âand â I hate to be the one to tell you this â you need to get out of the house more. You work too much!â
âWeâre not all running a house of ill-repute,â Thranduil snarled.
âMy house has a wonderful reputation,â Elrond once again softly disagreed, âbut you know that and youâre just being contrary on principle. Listen, I am not one of your kids, you donât pull the wool over my eyes, Thranduil. Come down one of these days, find out what interests you so yourself and have a good meal.â
He chuckled as he thought of the lithe, slender figure of his old rival and strange friend.
âOne meal wonât destroy your waistline,â he mocked tenderly, âcome on!â
âI am busy,â Thranduil replied sharply.
âToo busy to come see your girl? She misses you and it would mean so much to her,â Elrond gave back in a coaxing tone.
âEnough, Iâll think about it. Tell me about that Lindir-creature!â
Ah, Elrond thought, so she had spoken to Thrandy about it; no doubt, she had also reported that the napkins were not always perfectly starched and that Elrond overpaid his staff, for LĂș was nothing if not dutiful.
âHeâs my right-hand man,â Elrond informed him, âdiligent, clean, and sober. Heâs kind to a fault andâŠheâs very fond of LĂș.â
âEven though sheâs my spy?â Thranduilâs tone was dripping with biting irony.
âEven though she is,â Elrond confirmed without hesitating, âwe all are. Are you worried about her? Iâd be worried about him; the poor man is swept off his feet.â
A long, low sigh resounded at the other end of the line before Thranduil admitted that LĂșthadis had a tendency to do just that. âShe always finds the softest, weakest, gentlest of men and breaks his heart by playing rough.â
âThen he is doomed,â Elrond declared, his voice full of regret, âfor soft he is indeed; Lindir has a fragile soul, but â from what Iâve seen this far â LĂș knows how to take him.â
âThatâs just what you have to dread,â Thranduil laughed ruefully and said his goodbyes; he had forgotten how annoyingly gentle Elrond was.
At the same time, he was also proud that his girl was doing so well though; he loved hearing that she was liked by her co-workers and superiors, after all, that had been one of the reasons why he had ever sent her down.
LĂș kissed him cautiously, a mere brush, the touch of a butterfly wing on a flower petal and Lindir seemed to melt into the unexpected caress as if the solid layer of ice surrounding his person was thawing under the first blandishments of the spring sun.
âShower,â he mumbled vaguely against her lips, but he was unwilling to let go of her now that he finally got to hold her in his arms; how often had he dreamed about just this?
âGo ahead,â LĂș laughed, letting her hands slide down to his ass and cupping it playfully in a gesture of comradery and encouragement.
âWill you close your eyes?â he asked breathlessly, shame rising like a sun in his face.
âNo,â she replied honestly, âI truly want to see you. Is that bad? It isâŠâ
âYou wonât laugh at me though, will you?â he went on as he discarded his creased shirt and threw it into a laundry basket, âI donât like being mocked.â
âI mock you relentlessly, Lindir,â she chuckled, âbut always in jest; I highly doubt that your naked form would be worthy of derision.â
âItâs just becauseâŠâ Lindir sighed and when her right hand slid around to come to rest on his hip, her thumb trailing inwards ever so slightly, he groaned: âYouâre not making it better, you know?â
âIâve slept with men before, I am familiar with erections, Lindir,â LĂș assured him gently, âplease do not trouble yourself on that subject. Go aheadâŠmake it sexy!â
âSee? Now youâre mocking me!â he exclaimed in frustration, âYou know full well that there is nothing sexy about me!â
Rolling her eyes at him, LĂș intonated Donât be so shy by Imany and â to her utter surprise â his movements gained a bit of rhythmic enthusiasm.
When the last stitch of fabric was removed, her mouth went dry, and she felt her eyes try bulging out of her skull; he was pristine.
Long-limbed and uniquely elegant in composition, Lindir â naked â looked like something drawn by a masterâs hand onto thick paper rather than a real human being.
âAre you satisfied, woman? Does it give you some kind of perverse pleasure to see me thus?â Lindir ground out between gritted teeth.
âYou know that Iâve never thought to humiliate you, right?â LĂș stepped up to him and cupped his cheek gently, forcing him to meet her inquisitive gaze.
âRight,â he nodded sheepishly, âI do that on my own quite well; I donât need your help.â
âStop it,â LĂș exclaimed impatiently, âyou got something wrong, no big deal. I am not dating Legolas, I never willâŠwhy are you struggling so? I donât understand you!â
His paralysing doubts were starting to truly frustrate her for she didnât know what he wanted anymore; a few minutes ago, it had looked as if he was interested in her, but now, she wasnât so sure anymore.
âWhen this is over â after it went terribly wrong of course â youâll pack your things and be all right, wonât you? What about me? What if I give in to this and then I spend another few years reprimanding myself for having fooled myself into believing that this time will be different?â
He sighed deeply as he stood â naked in more ways than the obvious one â in front of her; she was much smaller than him and yet she seemed to tower â confident and unwavering â over his own insecurity.
âYou said youâve slept with men before â and no doubt, youâve already all but forgotten about them â but I have slept with women before as well and theyâve all left me. Can you not understand that I am loath to repeat the experience?â
âSo youâre going to stay single and celibate forever because there is a chance that the next woman you meet will not be the right one either?â LĂș was scandalised.
âMaybe,â Lindir shrugged miserably, âbut one thing is for sure; even if I give in to how much I yearn for you â physically and emotionally â I know that Iâll end up regretting it. There is simply no way a woman like you would not grow bored of me the very moment she touches me.â
Shellshocked, LĂș stared at him; she had never heard a man verbalise his own desires and shortcomings, his hopes and his doubts, so openly and earnestly.
âI think thatâs a very unfair assessment,â she muttered, âbut you wanted to shower, so go ahead. Iâll be right here and lick my wounds.â
What about a NSFW alphabet for our boy Lindir? Elrond wouldnât want him to feel left out lol. Also, I mean, itâs Lindir, need I say more?
yessss I LOVE him. He's so heartbreakingly gorgeous. Lindir's one of my blorbos and I feel like he's criminally underrated.
Lindir NSFW Alphabet
small cw for mentions of uncomfortable/bad past experiences.Â
A = Aftercare (What theyâre like after sex)
Sleepy baby
No but really he has such a difficult time staying awake after sex. Heâs also kind of no thoughts head empty/a little dumb. Embarrassingly easy to fuck stupid.Â
If heâs subbing (which is often) subspace and subsequent sub-drop lasts a long time for him and he requires a lot of aftercare.Â
Very clingy. Please hold him and give him forehead smoochies.Â
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
Tbh Lindirâs kind of insecure about his body? I think if you were to ask him, he would say he really likes his eyes. He genuinely thinks theyâre pretty (they are!) and likes that about himself even if he isnât super proud of the rest of himself.
Heâs a body-worship guy so really he likes every part of you, but he does have a hand and finger kink so expect a lot of palm/wrist/hand kisses and sucking on fingers. It gets him going.Â
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically⊠Iâm a disgusting person)
opaque but very runny, doesnât come a lot. Just a little splatter, really.Â
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Has a number of kinks he finds embarrassing and worries about (but we arenât here to kinkshame him!!). BIG consent play kink, mild pissing kink, big cockwarming/objectification kink, gigantic humiliation kink. Heâs such a kinky little bastard and he so deeply wants to just be used.Â
But more specifically on the lines of a dirty little secret: he so desperately wants Elrond to use him. I cannot even describe how much he thinks about this. No thoughts head empty. Definitely masturbates about it. Elrond has definitely caught him masturbating to this. He just deeply longs to be fucked over Elrondâs desk in his study. I donât make the rules.Â
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what theyâre doing?)
Not super experienced. He hasnât been around the block a lot and actually has some bad past experiences with male partners. It was a shock to him to discover that bottoming isnât supposed to be painful.Â
As a result heâs easy to accidentally bully in the bedroom & bad at communicating and requires a very careful gentle partner (even if he does, in his heart of hearts, want someone to just fuck the shit out of him. Please be gentle with him to start!! Good communication and proper consent is new to him!!)Â
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
When bottoming/receiving: missionary or-- not entirely if sure if this has some kind of official name, but spooning? With him being the little spoon. He also likes prone bone. Basically anything where heâs getting smothered and held. :) He prefers to bottom.Â
If heâs topping (which heâs good at but doesnât prefer, but will do if asked), he still likes spooning and missionary. He also really likes cowgirl and reverse cowgirl because he still feels like heâs bottoming. He gets kind of worried that he isnât doing a good job so he prefers his partners to take their pleasure into their own hands if at all possible.Â
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Serious isnât the right word but heâs very worshipful. He can get kind of anxious or worried very easily, though, and hyperfocused on making things good for his partner. Itâs difficult to get him to relax.Â
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Completely hairless absolutely everywhere but his head and the smallest little happy trail on his stomach.Â
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspectâŠ)
Needy, worshipful, attentive, adoring. He is simultaneously the best and worst partner you might ever have. When Lindir is really secure and confident in the bedroom he is just-- *chefâs kiss* wide saucer eyes that are only for you, so much oral (SO MUCH ORAL). He wants to kiss you, hold you, touch you, pleasure you. He will figure out everything you like as fast as he can and do all of it.
When heâs unconfident, though, he can be very stressed out, uncertain, and anxious. Has definitely had a panic attack once or twice during sex from the sheer worry that he isnât being good for his partner. Again-- he requires a lot of patience, love, and reassurance due to past experiences.Â
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
His masturbation exclusively includes fantasies of his current partner. Heâs very private and very embarrassed about his masturbatory habits and will be shy about it if caught. He doesnât like to masturbate in front of his partners (unless itâs in a bdsm context and heâs been told to and then itâs very hot for him).Â
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Lindirâs just a kinky little bastard. As previously mentioned: he has a consent play kink and an objectification/humiliation kink. He also melts over being told heâs being good, though! Praise kink goes hand in hand with his humiliation kink and he can come from either.
He has an oral fixation and has come from giving oral as well. Multiple times. He literally doesnât even need to touch himself. Specifically especially if heâs getting his throat fucked by Elrond his partner and his partner comes? Itâs enough to make him come: his partnerâs pure pleasure at his expense.
He also may or may not have a daddy/mommy kink which heâs not super aware of but two certain someones may fulfill for him.Â
OH and how could I forget: he has a free use, gangbang, and breeding kink that all go hand in hand together. Heâs WAY too shy to act on all but the breeding kink of his own volition but if his partner figures out about the gangbang/free use fantasy heâll be an utter mess for them.Â
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
He actually really likes the thrill/humiliation of semi-public spaces, but private rooms are more conducive to all the cuddles he likes post-sex.Â
Very partial to being held and fucked in the bathtub.Â
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Exertion of dominance. Commands. Even the smallest little things from a partner (folding clothes/doing chores, helping them get dressed/undressed, etc).Â
Collar him. He will melt.
Kiss his neck. Tell him he looks pretty.Â
N = NO (Something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
Substitution (please donât pretend heâs someone else even in a kinky way. It hurts him).Â
Degradation/name calling that goes too far. A little degradation/name calling is very fun for him, but donât make it super personal. And keep away from any insults that mock his sexual skill (some people really like being made to feel inadequate. Heâs not one of them). Heâs more of a âplease call me a whoreâ than a âplease tell me Iâm a useless pathetic messâ degradation kink person.Â
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Uh yeah. This is one of his favorite things.
Like honestly it might be his favorite.
Donât get me wrong he does really like sex but he also just...???? LOVES giving oral. Doesnât matter if heâs eating pussy or sucking cock itâs just his favorite thing. Smother him. Hold him down. Fuck his face. Use him.Â
Alternatively, lie back and let him pleasure you for hours. Heâll do it happily.
Alternatively-alternatively: he absolutely loves being a cockwarmer. It sends him into subspace in point five seconds.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
When topping: slow, passionate, very gentle as a default. Can fuck hard if asked but doesnât naturally default this way.
When bottoming he is just dying to be fucked within an inch of his life. But will unconsciously melt and cry if you just make love to him (he forgets itâs a thing and just...yeah heâll melt).Â
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Quickie ambivalent. The problem with quickies is that he really likes to be held/cuddled after sex and quickies arenât super conducive to this.Â
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
VERY experimentation positive. He loves trying new things! He can be nervous but is a very good sport about new stuff.
Itâs hard to get him to admit that he wants to try something new, though. It takes a lot of coaxing and heâs easily embarrassed.Â
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they lastâŠ)
Comes extremely fast but doesnât really ever seem to flag.Â
Like, embarrassingly fast lmao. You could lightly blow on him and heâd come if heâs worked up. This is why he actually really likes cock rings and cock-cages.Â
HOWEVER, like I said: he can come and come and come and come. One after the other after the other. This does get extremely tiring and he can easily accidentally be pushed into overdoing it.Â
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Oh he owns a LOT of toys and is very shy about it.
Lindirâs a size queen. The toys in his underwear drawer are extremely large and heâd absolutely die if anyone found them.Â
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Teasing ambivalent. Positive but ambivalent. He doesnât like to tease his partners since their orgasms are honestly what gets him off, but he will tease if asked to.Â
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
He is LOUD.
Adorable, but loud. High pitched whimpers, mewls, gasps, moans. Will yelp and scream. Tends to be very incoherant when heâs turned on so donât expect any sentences. Just lots of begging and praise but mostly little whines and mewls.Â
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
Fantasizes about being asked to take care of Elrondâs guests for him.
Elrond would never ask him to DO such a thing of course! But Elrond has absolutely entertained this fantasy for him and it was very fun for all parties involved.Â
X = X-Ray (Letâs see whatâs going on in those pants, picture or words)
Heâs small. Itâs really cute, actually. About four and a half inches and average girth. Pale with a cute blush-pink head.Â
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Two words.
Horny. Bastard.
Z = ZZZ (⊠how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Uh.
Iâm pretty sure heâs fallen asleep during sex. Â
So here is a small oneshot with Lindir based on an imagine from @imaginexhobbit
"Imagine having trouble sleeping so you go for a walk around Rivendell and eventually end up sitting with Lindir, Falling asleep with your head in his lap"
Word count: 472
Tags: Fluff
You couldnât tell what time it was, but it was late. You were lay on your bed, turning from one side to another. You couldnât sleep, for some reason that you didnât know. Tired of waiting your sleep come, you got up and decided to take a walk around Rivendell, since this place brought you peace.
You walked soundless on the aisles, not wanting to disturb anyone. The sight you had from the balconies was marvelous. The shine of the stars alongside the Moon in the top of the sky, illuminated even the smallest golden details, creating a soft light where you passed.
You heard a low melody coming from one of the gardens, curious about it, you decided to go there. You found Lindir sitting in on the lawn, playing softly his harp. You approached slowly, not wanting to disturb, but you stepped on a stick, making a noise.
Lindir stopped playing as soon as he heard you, and turned his head quickly.
âAh, Y/N, itâs you.â He said smiling. You smiled weakly back and he raised an eyebrow.
âCome, sit here with me.â You went closer and sat down on the lawn on his side, leaning on a tree.
âWhy are you awake so late?â He asked breaking the silence between you two.
âI just couldnât sleep. I donât know why, I just, couldnât.â You answered in a low voice, almost a whisper. He made a soft sound with his throat, and looked with a small smile at you.
âWhy are you awake, Lindir?â You asked suddenly. His smile widened, and he glared back to his harp. âI donât sleep too much, Y/N.â He said and you flustered.
âWould you like to hear me play?â He said, gently touching your hand. You nodded eagerly. You loved to hear Lindir play. It brought peace and calm to you, and nothing else in the world mattered.
âCome closer.â He said, already bringing your body close to him. He let you rest your head on his lap, and when he was sure you were comfortable enough, he started to play and sing. His voice was soft and sweet like honey, and in the silence of the night it became way more melodious, bringing to you all the peace that this land could have.
You felt your eyes heavy, like there was sand on them, and you started to close, but still you did everything to keep them open. You wanted to listen more.
After a while you gave up, and slept there, in the comfort of Lindirâs body and voice. He didnât stop singing, and this you can remember. However, you woke up in your room, not sure what exactly happened, but the last thing you could remember was a soft kiss on your forehead followed by a lovely good night.