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just-a-little-cellist · 1 year

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Hey there! I’d love to see a Samwise x Elf!reader insert. Something that is sweet and adorable, where she leaves her world behind to make a life with him in the Shire.

(yessss thank you for your request :D more fluff with Sam!!!

here's the link for the follow-up headcanons too)

I'm Going With You (Sam x female!elf!reader)

After the destruction of the ring, you had returned to your home in Rivendell, Sam in tow. You had, after all, promised to give him a thorough tour before he went back to the Shire, and he was more than happy to join you.

The two of you had become somewhat romantically involved along the journey. It was maybe not quite obvious to everyone else, but they could all certainly see the way you looked at each other. The few moments you had shared were private, and you were unsure whether Sam longed for anything more as you did. Either way, you feared that you may be parting ways with him sooner than you wished.

Sam found Rivendell to be eerily quiet now that so many of the elves had departed. It was the sense that the place itself had been abandoned, but what he feared more than anything was that you were also preparing to leave. He had seen you pack many of the remaining items you had, and had assumed that you would be joining your kin. These thoughts plagued his mind as you showed him around, but he tried to focus on memorizing every detail of you instead. The way your long hair draped over your shoulders, the way your dress elegantly hugged your figure, and the sparkle in your eyes, though that seemed dimmer than usual.

At sunset, the two of you sat beside one another and watched the horizon, hands gently clasped with one another's.

"Sam," you sighed, taking both his hands in yours, "I care so deeply for you, but I am beginning to fear that this chapter is coming to an end. With the changes it brings, I do not know where I will belong once the page has turned."

He smiled sadly. "I thought this too. I'd give anythin' for you to stay, Miss Y/n, but I know you'll want to join your kin sooner or later." He glanced down and sniffed. "And that's ok, Miss! As long as you're happy..."

You cupped his cheek, lifting his gaze to meet your eyes again. "Do you mean that? You truly wish for me to stay?"

"More than anythin', Miss Y/n. I could make a real nice life for us in the Shire, if you'd like, that is." He paused for a second. "But... but don't go thinkin' you have to give up your life for me."

A tear rolled down your cheek and you laughed softly. "Oh Sam, I'd give up everything for you in the blink of an eye." You pressed your forehead to his. "If you would have me, I'd love to make a life with you."

He grinned wider than you'd ever seen before and kissed you deeply. "I love you so much Miss..."

"I love you too Sam," you giggled, "but since we're starting a life together, I think maybe it'd be appropriate for you to just call me Y/n."

He smiled sheepishly and nodded. "Maybe you're right."

When you arrived in the Shire together a few months later, Sam realized that calling you Miss Y/n had never done you justice. Calling you his wife had a much better ring to it.

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qtssvnwoo · 2 years

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Samewise Gamgee as your boyfriend!!

Samwise as your little hobbit boyfriend <3

Sam is my fav Lord of The Rings character for obvious reasons BUT

I know for a fact that at first, Sam would be super awkward. He would not know what to do

But once he got comfortable, he would be so sweet omg.

Would randomly pop up at your house with flowers

Also would take walks with you, and just tell you about his day, or he would just listen to you talk because he loves the sound of your voice.

Very affectionate, would hold your hand at any given moment

He’d also be super protective of you!

But most of all he would be super supportive and comforting. He would basically be there for you whenever you need him.

You all saw how he was with Frodo, so imagine that but like less gay and more romantic.

If you were sad, he would try to cheer you up as best he could. Giving you snacks, letting you talk about it, playing with your hair, etc. Anything to make you feel better

If you were mad, he would do anything to calm you down because hates seeing you mad. He would give you a little pep talk, or try to rationalize with you.

I could see Sam being the jealous type as well, not in a toxic way but yet again in like a protective way you know what I mean?

If someone was flirting with you I feel like he would try and make it painfully obvious you were together.

Like, I’m talking holding your hand, all the way to full-blown kissing you while you are in the middle of talking.

Otherwise, I think Sam would be super careful with how he handled his affection, he wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable

He would ask before giving you a kiss, he would make sure you’re in the mood to cuddle, and he would even make sure it’s alright to hold your hand. (To be honest, you tell him he doesn’t need to ask, but he still does.)

Dances with you while you’re trying to cook

Also knows how to cook pretty well, so sometimes if he sees you cooking he makes you sit down and he resumes the cooking for you so that you don’t have to do everything

While we’re on this topic, Sam would literally do all the house chores for you because he doesn’t want you to overwork yourself.

You would truly have to convince him that you don’t mind cooking for him.

Overall, Samwise is the best boy, and to be honest if y’all were dating he would be so supportive and kind

#samwise imagine #samwise gamgee #samwise x reader #samwise x y/n #samwise x you #lord of the rings x reader #lord of the rings #lotr x reader #lotr fandom #lotr imagine #lord of the rings imagine #sam imagine

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hazelnuthobbit · 3 months

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How to Drink Tea With Only 9 Fingers

Been ages since I posted but this is a piece I made in 2022 for the “Whether or No’ Zine… it’s based on a fanfic I’ve written but never posted. Miiiiight post it in a billion years. Maybe.

#lord of the rings #lotr #my art #hobbit #samfro #samwise gamgee #frodo baggins #frodo fanart #lotr fanart #samwise x frodo #samwise the brave #lotr samwise #lotr frodo #frodo x sam #frodo and sam #they’re in love your honor #gigolas #if you squint #whether or no zine

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intoxicated-chan · 4 months

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I’m gonna be requesting 2 things coz I’m excited to see someone doing lotr stuff and your Elrond one was real good!

Could you please do one where the reader is Samwises sister and go on the quest with him. Legolas is infatuated with the reader and gets a bit flirty with her. She’s not bad with a dagger but one day they have a little alone time sword training session together where he pushes against her and touches her a bit more than needed and it ends with heated make out and some dirty talk????

𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭

Summary ➳ As Sam and Frodo look for the missing knife, Legolas teaches you how to properly use a sword. Sharing techniques become sharing emotions.

(A/n) ➳ I had to do research for sword practicing… But it was all worth it!! Thanks for requesting!! P.S, I seriously do not know how to write people flirting/dirty talk.

Word Count ➳ 1.2k

Content Warnings ➳ Female reader, reader is Sam’s sister, reader is a Hobbit, sword practicing, heavy on the grinding, flirting, light sexual content, love confession…

The fire crackled, the pot filled with water boiled violently. Sam was supposed to make soup for the group but there was something missing, his knife. Frodo helped him search but the knife was still missing.

“Are you sure you didn’t misplace it?” Frodo asked him.

“No, I asked my sister-” Then it hit him. “(Y/n)!” He whipped his head around, searching for you.

But you were far from Sam and the rest. You didn’t need to worry about being attacked, you were with Legolas. He found you after a couple of minutes of being alone, watching you silently as you practiced with the knife. It wasn’t until he appeared from the shadows, a sword on his hip.

“You’ve got to be more cautious.” Legolas commented, he drew his sword in his hand. “These lands may be familiar to me, yet danger lurks around all corners. A knife will not help in certain predicaments. Your sword will be the better option.”

Your expression was a mixture of frustration and determination. You tossed the knife to the side and pulled out the sword given to you by Lady Galadriel. “Alright then, show me how a sword is better.”

It was nothing but silence for a couple of moments. You listened close and watched him for the slightest of movements. You felt the breeze and the sounds of the birds chirping, the ravine in the distance, and the sounds of animals passing by.

Legolas suddenly lunged forward, just barely were you able to parry his attack on time. He nodded in acknowledgement of your reaction time. “Well done, but don’t just keep in one place.”

He lunged again, and it continued for quite some time. With a few swings, you thought you caught him wide open, only for you to trip on a root and fall to the ground. You let out a grunt, rubbing the area of your body that made contact with the ground first.

“You must pay attention to your groundings. A misplaced step could and would cost you.” Legolas picked up your sword and helped you up. “You’re also too focused on me, I may have been open but my sword was coming down at you.” He took steps back, getting into position once again.

Sweat trickled down your brow, panting. “You speak of it as if it’s easy. It’s just impossible to do.”

“I can see many things…” Legolas grinned, looking at your footing. “Your balance will be off if you attack me.”

You rolled your eyes in annoyance, ignoring his comment you did what he predicted. Nearly toppling on your own feet, he easily swift past your sword, he pointed his sword directly at your neck.

“Hey!”

“(Y/n) Gamgee, fix your stance or you will get yourself killed.”

You grumbled, Legolas pulled back his sword. “I do not know how I should fix it.”

Legolas sheathed his sword and stood at your left side. “Your legs must be apart from each other.” You did as he said, looking at him for confirmation. “Wider. Then stand lower to the ground.”

Once in the stance that Legolas approved, he bent his knees to meet your height better. He stood behind you and he placed his hand over yours. “You swing around like it’s your last day.” Fixing your grip. “Don’t overextend your wrist. You will hurt yourself.” He spoke softly in your ear, feeling his warm breath made your face become hot.

“What now?” You mentally scolded yourself, telling yourself to pay attention to his words.

“Keep your grip open, keep your thumb on the cross guard. You will have more control, and move as swift as an arrow.”

You swallowed thickly, feeling his front against your back. You only now notice how close he is. “A-Are you certain this is correct?” You fumbled over your words.

“Yes, I took notice of how you move. You’re quick on your feet, this stance should be perfect for you.” You nodded shakily, and Legolas took notice. “You’re looking flustered, shall we take a break?”

You shake your head again. “No, no!” You replied. “I am fine!”

Before you could say anything else, you felt his other hand be placed on your hips. He lets go of his grip he has on your hand. “Apologies, I could not hear you. Perhaps, you could face me to say it.”

Bit by bit, you turned to face him, looking up to see him looking down at you. His calm and neutral smile was no longer on his lips, it was replaced with a smirk or sneer, but it wasn’t a smug look. You could see the tip of his ears become red, and how his breathing was raggedly.

One hand came to cup your face, the other combed through your hair, pulling back the strands over your face.

“L-Legolas?”

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“No.”

“Do you wish to continue?”

“Yes.”

He grabbed you by your hips and fell back on his bottom, pulling you to his lap. His lips were placed on yours, his lips were soft, he tasted fresh. His breath tickled and your fingers came to his hair. You felt dizzy, in a good way.

You breathed deeply, wishing to remain in this position for the rest of your life. It was drowning, intoxicating, but it wasn’t enough. He kept you in place, even when you tried to grind against him.

“Slowly.” He pulled back. “Do not rush.” He whispered in your ear. He slowly released his grip but allowed you to grind against him. He lets out grunts, feeling his cock becoming harder.

He hummed when you began to pick up your pace. “Desperate? Now are we?”

“I can’t help it.” You whined.

His hands firmly grabbed your bottom to lay you down on the ground, he hovered over you, leaning down to kiss you once again.

“The more I am with you, the more captivating you are.” He said, out of breath. “I can’t help myself, even when you’re not around, you still linger.”

“Is it true?” You asked him, your hands clutching his shirt.

“You plague my mind, there isn’t a day where I do not think of you. Hobbits truly fascinate me… You truly fascinate me. From the moment my eyes came across you I knew my heart called for you. During the darkest hours, you brightened the world. It’s to the point where I struggle to even form words that can describe your beauty, your love for those around you, and anything and everything else. I wish to know if you reciprocate.”

A mixture of emotions passed through you. Your vision blurred with tears and a wide smile formed. “Yes, yes, yes, I do. You pierced my heart, you’ve captured it. You have me in your hands, and I wish to offer the rest of myself to you.”

Legolas pressed his forehead against yours. “Then I give you mine.”

You opened your mouth to say something but in the distance, you could hear your brother shouting your full name.

“(Y/n) Gamgee!” Sam shouted, Frodo following behind him. “Where are you?!”

“You shouldn’t be too loud, Sam.” Frodo told him.

The two of you quickly fixed yourselves, making sure what happened between you wasn’t obvious. But you held the knife close to your chest, not out of worry, but happiness.

You couldn’t stop smiling.

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frodo-with-glasses · 11 months

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“I did. To the most belovedest place in all the world. To my Rose and my garden.”

#samwise gamgee #rosie cotton #sam x rosie #rosewise #lord of the rings #lotr #my art #fig tree au #this one’s for you washboard <3 #sorry i’m so late; i had to make a long drive this morning lol

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velvet4510 · 1 month

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frodobagginsfluffyhair · 7 days

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omg guys look at what i made

#master are you ok? said sam at a totally not ok hobbit #don’t mind the sauron one he’s just lookin #sam x frodo #frodo baggins #lotr frodo #lotr samwise #lotr funny #lotr #samwise gamgee

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greenandsorrow · 30 days

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Headcanons for Samwise and Rosie meeting for the first time

I giggled when I saw this. I hope you'll like what I came up with for our sweethearts! 💛

Rosie lived with her family on South Lane, in a farm near Bywater. Her family had always been close to the Gamgees.

Sam was the youngest son of Hamfast Gamgee. He was the gardener of Frodo Baggins.

Everyone knows everybody in a place like Hobbiton. Consequently, Sam and Rosie were familiar with each other's faces long before they exchanged even a simple "good morning".

But that fact didn't make their first encounter any less exciting and nerve wracking.

Sam had always been in pure admiration of Rose Cotton. Her extremely curly hair, her extra puffy dresses... and not to mention the cheerfulness that she emitted while dancing, during the occasional event in the Shire.

He had a huge crash on her and the teasing jokes coming from Merry and Pippin -sometimes even from Mr.Frodo- only fueled his feelings for the young lass.

Unbeknownst to Sam but simultaneously luckily for him, Rosie saw in him a hardworking gentlehobbit. She was always kinder and faster to serve him when he would visit the Green Dragon.

But even with all that in mind, they had never actually met on a personal level.

It happened on a bright spring morning.

Rosie was out to fetch some fresh fish from the market. Sam was on his way to Bilbo's hobbit hole.

Sam's palms began sweating the moment she came in his field of vision.

Rosie's cheeks took a bright pink shade when she laid her eyes on him. One of her hands immediately went to fix her hair a bit.

Sam stuttered a greeting that was thankfully returned.

Rosie knew that the young hobbit was shy, something she found truly adorable, so she decided to take the initiative to ask him about his plans for the day.

Sam took this chance to talk to her with great enthusiasm.

He didn't want to admit it, but he always got jealous when other men talked to her at her work. It would make him feel insecure about his lack of courage to be the one to court her.

Not to insinuate that this was the only reason which made Samwise be so interested in miss Cotton.

Rosie was so lively and she liked flowers... just like he did. She could be a great company, a sun ray to warm up the coldest days of winter. Maybe she was the whole sun, at least in his eyes.

Their small talk wasn't of any importance if you were to view it as an outsider. To them however, it meant the whole world.

They were able to give permission to refer to each other more casually.

Samwise became Sam and Rose became Rosie.

The gardener even mastered up the courage to tell her she dances very gracefully.

Her giggle had made his knees go wobbly.

She returned the compliment in the best way possible...

"I saw how beautiful your peonies have gotten Sam. The whole village is talking about them!"

The goodbye that inevitably followed was awkward, but still sweet. Caution, shyness and eagerness all mixed together in a colourful haze.

A smile so wide it made their cheeks hurt was stuck with them for the rest of that day.

They just had to see each other again...

💛 tips are highly appreciated || masterlist

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thewulf · 1 month

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Veiled Allegiance || Aragorn

Summary: Request: I was wondering if I could request an Aragorn x reader where the fellowship is already on their quest and maybe the reader is a ranger or just a good fighter but maybe she saves Aragorn’s life and he asks her to join them... Read Rest Here

A/N: Ahhh loved writing this one! Thank you so much for the request. As always, please keep them coming!

Pairing: Legolas x Female Reader

Word Count: 2.5k +

TW: General LOTR triggers, anxiety, orcs, bows, knives, killing creatures

The forest whispered secrets to those who dared to listen, its ancient boughs swaying in a silent dance with the wind. Among the shadows, you moved with the grace of a predator, your cloak melding seamlessly with the darkness that coated the land. You were a Ranger of Ithilien, a ghost in the night, your past veiled in mystery and your purpose known only to yourself.

It was amidst the tangled undergrowth of the woods that you stumbled upon them; a ragtag group of travelers bound by a common purpose. The Fellowship, they called themselves, their faces etched with determination and the weight of their quest heavy upon their shoulders. And yet, amidst the weariness and uncertainty, there burned a flicker of hope, a flame that refused to be extinguished. You followed and listened to the nine males walking towards their sure death, so you learned. Who in their right mind would travel to the dark with such determination?

At first, you observed from the shadows, your keen eyes taking in every detail, every nuance of their interactions. You watched as they argued and laughed, their friendship a testament to the bonds that bound them together. And though you remained on the periphery, a silent observer in a world not your own, a part of you longed for the connection they shared.

It was on a fateful night, beneath the shadow of darkness, that your paths would intersect in unexpected ways. The Fellowship found themselves beset by enemies; their camp surrounded by creatures hungry for blood. With blades drawn and hearts pounding, they prepared to face their assailants, unaware of the silent watcher in their midst.

As arrows flew and steel clashed in the night, you swiftly engaged, a lethal force amidst the chaos. Closer to the heart of battle with each fallen foe, your presence epitomized death's fury. Amidst the aftermath, you stood amidst carnage, your cloak stained by enemy blood.

Silence fell heavy, punctuated only by fallen breaths, before the Fellowship turned to you, eyes filled with gratitude and wonder. Bonds formed, destinies entwined, as you found your place among them amidst the battle's ruins.

"You have proven yourself a true ally this night," he said, his voice carrying the weight of authority and respect. "Will you join us on our journey?" For he knew the value of having another person skilled in battle would be for the Fellowship.

His words hung in the air, heavy with significance. You met his gaze, your own eyes searching his for any hint of deception or ulterior motive. But all you found was sincerity, a genuine desire for your companionship on their quest.

For a moment, the weight of his request bore down upon you, the magnitude of the decision looming large in your mind. You had spent so long walking the path of solitude, guarding your heart against the pain of betrayal and loss. To join the Fellowship was to forsake the shadows that had been your home for so long, to step into the light and embrace the bonds of friendship and camaraderie.

But as you looked upon the faces of your newfound acquaintances, their expressions filled with hope and trust, you knew that your journey lay not in solitude, but in the company of kindred spirits. With a nod, you accepted Aragorn's offer, your voice steady as you spoke your oath of allegiance.

"I will join you," you said, your words a solemn vow. "Together, we will face whatever trials lie ahead, united in purpose and bound by the ties that bind us."

And as the Fellowship gathered around you, their voices raised in a chorus of affirmation, you felt a sense of belonging wash over you, a feeling long forgotten amidst the shadows of the past. For in that moment, amidst the ruins of battle, you had found not just allies, but friends—companions on a journey that would test the limits of courage and compassion, and forge bonds stronger than steel.

As the days turned to nights and the Fellowship journeyed ever onward towards their destiny, you found yourself gradually forging connections with each member, your bond with them growing stronger with every shared hardship and triumph.

With Legolas, it was amidst the tranquil beauty of the forests that you found common ground. As fellow guardians of the natural world, you shared a deep appreciation for the wonders of the wilderness, your spirits entwined with the song of the trees and the whisper of the wind. Together, you roamed the woodlands, your laughter mingling with the rustle of leaves as you regaled each other with tales of your travels.

Gimli, though gruff and stubborn at first, soon warmed to your presence, his respect for your prowess in battle matched only by his loyalty to his companions. Through shared trials and triumphs, you earned his trust, your determination and courage earning his admiration. And though your banter was often filled with jests and barbs, beneath the surface lay a bond forged in the fires of battle, unbreakable and true.

With Frodo and Sam, it was a connection born of shared burdens and the weight of destiny. As guardians of the Ring, they bore a heavy burden, their hearts weighed down by the knowledge of the perilous quest that lay before them. Yet, despite the darkness that threatened to consume them, there burned a flicker of hope—a hope that you found yourself drawn to like a moth to a flame

The connection you forged with Gandalf was one steeped in wisdom and guidance. As the Fellowship's guide and mentor, he possessed a wealth of knowledge that proved invaluable on their perilous journey. From the depths of Moria to the towering peaks of Caradhras, Gandalf's wisdom and foresight guided the Fellowship through the darkest of times.

With Merry and Pippin, it was your kindness and compassion that endeared you to them, your willingness to lend a helping hand in times of need earning their undying gratitude. Together, you shared in their mischief and their merriment, your laughter echoing through the halls of Moria and the fields of Rohan alike. And though their innocence sometimes tested your patience, their unwavering loyalty and steadfast friendship were a constant source of comfort in the darkest of times.

Boromir, though burdened by the weight of his own fears and doubts, found solace in your steadfastness and determination. In your presence, he saw a kindred spirit—a warrior forged in the crucible of adversity, yet unbroken and unbowed. Together, you stood against the tide of darkness, your courage inspiring him to rise above his own limitations and fight for the greater good.

With Aragorn, the bond that blossomed between you was one of mutual respect and shared determination. From the moment you saved their lives in the heat of battle, a bond was forged, strengthened by the trials and tribulations of the journey ahead.

As a fellow Ranger, Aragorn understood the weight of duty and the burden of leadership, and in you, he found a kindred spirit—a warrior forged in the crucible of adversity, your resolve unyielding in the face of danger.

Together, you stood at the forefront of the Fellowship, your skills in battle complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses. In Aragorn's steadfast leadership and unwavering courage, you found inspiration, his presence a beacon of hope in the darkest of times.

But it was not just on the battlefield that your bond deepened. In the quiet moments shared around the campfire, you listened as Aragorn spoke of his past and his struggles, his voice tinged with the weight of responsibility that lay upon his shoulders. And in those moments, you offered words of wisdom and encouragement, your own experiences serving as a guiding light in the darkness.

Yet, it was not just Aragorn's strength that drew you to him, but also his compassion and empathy. In the face of adversity, he remained steadfast in his commitment to protecting those under his care, his heart a wellspring of kindness and understanding.

And as the Fellowship pressed on towards their destiny, you found solace in the quiet moments shared with Aragorn, his friendship a source of strength and inspiration. For in the heart of darkness, even the smallest gestures of kindness can illuminate the path forward, forging bonds that transcend the boundaries of time and space.

You and the Fellowship journeyed onward towards the treacherous lands of Mordor, each step a reminder of the perils that lay ahead. It was amidst this backdrop of uncertainty that the gnarled creature, a servant of the dark lord Sauron, lunged at Aragorn as he led the group, its claws poised to strike. In a heartbeat, you interceded, your instincts guiding your blade to block the blow meant for him. The impact sent shockwaves of pain coursing through your body as you staggered back, blood seeping from the wound at your side.

Aragorn's eyes widened in disbelief as he reached out to steady you, his voice laced with concern. "Are you alright?"

You offered him a grim smile, trying to downplay the severity of your injury. "Just a scratch."

But Aragorn would not be dissuaded, his gaze lingering on the blood staining your cloak. "You saved my life," he murmured, his gratitude evident. "I owe you a debt I cannot repay."

With a weary sigh, you shook your head, attempting to deflect his gratitude. "There is no debt between comrades in arms."

Legolas and Aragorn took it upon themselves to tend to your deep wound, their skilled hands gentle yet firm as they cleaned and dressed the injury you had sustained. In their care, you found a measure of solace, their presence a soothing balm to the ache that lingered in your body and soul.

But it was not just the physical wounds that they sought to heal. With each passing day, they offered words of encouragement and support, their unwavering faith in your abilities serving as a reminder of the strength that lay within you. And in their company, you found yourself opening up, sharing the trauma of your past and the burdens you carried with a vulnerability you had long thought lost.

It was during one such moment of vulnerability that Aragorn's gaze fell upon the myriad of scars that marred your skin, his eyes widening in silent horror at the evidence of the pain you had endured. "Who did this to you?" he whispered; his voice thick with emotion.

For a moment, you hesitated, the memories of past betrayals and heartache threatening to overwhelm you. But then, with a steadying breath, you met his gaze, your voice raw with emotion. "There are shadows in my past that I would sooner forget," you admitted. "But perhaps, with time, I can learn to trust again."

Aragorn's expression softened; his eyes filled with understanding as he listened to your words. He reached out, his hand gently tracing the outline of one of the scars, a silent gesture of empathy and solidarity. "I cannot undo the pain of your past," he began, his voice gentle yet resolute, "but I swear to you, I will do everything in my power to ensure that no harm befalls you under my watch."

His words were like a soothing balm to your wounded soul, offering a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness that had long clouded your heart. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, you allowed yourself to believe that perhaps, just perhaps, there was still light to be found in this world.

In the days that followed, Aragorn remained true to his word, his steadfast presence a pillar of strength and support. He watched over you with a quiet protectiveness, his keen eyes ever vigilant for any sign of danger or distress.

And as the Fellowship pressed on towards the heart of Mordor, you found yourself drawing closer to Aragorn, your walls slowly crumbling in the face of his unwavering kindness and compassion. With each passing day, the bond between you deepened, built through adversity, and tempered by the trials of the journey.

One evening, as the campfire crackled merrily and the stars twinkled overhead, you found yourself sitting beside Aragorn, your shoulders touching as you stared into the dancing flames. The silence between you was comfortable, filled with an unspoken understanding that transcended words.

Finally, Aragorn broke the silence, his voice soft as he spoke. "You have faced much hardship in your life, haven't you?" he asked, his gaze fixed on the fire.

You hesitated, the memories of past betrayals and heartache threatening to resurface. But then, with a sigh, you nodded. "Yes," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "I have lived much of my life alone, guarding myself against the pain of letting others in."

Aragorn turned to look at you, his eyes filled with empathy and understanding. "I know what it is to carry the weight of past pain," he said, his voice tinged with sadness. "But I also know that true strength lies not in solitude, but in the bonds we build with others."

His words struck a chord deep within you, resonating with a truth you had long denied. And as you looked into his eyes, you saw something there that mirrored your own pain—a vulnerability that he had long kept hidden beneath a mask of stoicism.

Something shifted between you, a silent acknowledgment of the shared scars that bound you together. And as the night wore on, you found yourself opening up to Aragorn in a way you had never thought possible, sharing your fears and insecurities with a vulnerability you had long thought lost.

As the days turned into weeks, you found yourself gradually softening towards those around you, your heart thawing in the warmth of companionship and camaraderie. And though the road ahead was still fraught with danger and uncertainty, you knew that as long as Aragorn walked beside you, you would find the courage to face whatever challenges awaited you and emerge stronger in the end.

For in the heart of darkness, even the most jaded souls can find redemption in the light of love and friendship, their scars transformed into badges of honor by the steadfast kindness of those who refuse to give up on them.

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tiny-tini-imagines · 8 months

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Hey, I saw your post and just realised you're new here🖤.

I saw that you take requests so I was wondering if you would mind to write some headcanons about the fellowship members and how they would react to a female fighter from our world. (Maybe refuses to wear dresses and is very emancipated) Hope that's understandable & thank you 🖤

Re.: Thank you for your request! Never thought I'd actually get an answer xD. I tried my best and hopefully its what U wanted.

Headcanon Request - Lord of the Rings

incl.: independent female fighter, fellowship

(added: character art, what they would say to them, or about them)

Aragorn:

Respectful: Aragorn recognizes her capabilities and respects her as a fighter, acknowledging her contributions.

Gravitas: He conveys his seriousness through his tone and demeanor, showing her that he considers her an important member of the group.

Empowerment: Aragorn empowers her by entrusting her with important tasks and responsibilities, boosting her confidence.

Guidance: He provides guidance by sharing his extensive knowledge of the world and offering advice on surviving in challenging situations. He's secretly protective (just as he'd be with Arwen)

Comradeship: Aragorn actively involves her in decision-making and treats her as an equal, fostering a sense of unity and camaraderie.

"Your strength and determination are truly remarkable, my friend. In this fellowship, we stand together as equals, comrades bound by a common purpose, and I hold your skills and character in the highest respect."

Legolas:

Curiosity: Legolas' curiosity leads him to engage her in conversations about her world, learning from her experiences and perspectives. (based on reciprocity)

Admiration: He frequently compliments her combat skills and courage, demonstrating his deep respect for her abilities, especially since she's a human

Grace: Legolas appreciates her fluid movements and agility in battle, often complimenting her grace under pressure. (however he always keeps an eye on her, although he knows it's not neccesary

Friendship: Through small gestures like sharing stories (and defending her in battle - if ever needed), he builds a strong and trusting friendship, sometimes showing her how she can do better

Teamwork: Legolas actively collaborates with her during fights, highlighting her importance in their team dynamics.

(same "who can kill more?" competition as with Gimli)

"Your grace in battle is as awe-inspiring as the dance of the leaves in the forest, my friend."

Gimli:

Skepticism: Gimli's skepticism is rooted in his initial doubts about whether she can keep up with the group, which he gradually overcomes. (get's actually impressed by her)

Curiosity: His curiosity about her world leads to lengthy discussions, and they bond over shared interests and differences. (He'd often talk about his folk, and would rave about dwarves)

Loyalty: As she proves herself, Gimli becomes fiercely loyal, actively supporting her decisions. If a man ever appears who doubts her or doesn't take her seriously, he is immediately at her side

Surprising Friendship: Over time, his skepticism turns into a deep and surprising friendship, marked by trust and camaraderie.

Mutual Respect: They both earn each other's respect through their actions, setting aside prejudices and working together effectively.

"Aye, lass, ye've a fire in yer heart that matches the forges of Erebor. I doubted at first, but now I see - ye're a true warrior, fierce and capable, and I'm honored to fight beside ye."

Gandalf:

Wise Mentor: Gandalf recognizes her potential and takes her under his wing, teaching her about the world they traverse and imparting his wisdom.

Guidance: He guides her in decision-making, fostering her growth and helping her adapt to the challenges they face. (However he keeps an watchful eye on her, unsure about her intentions)

Empowerment: Gandalf instills confidence in her abilities, believing that she can contribute significantly to their quest. (Thinking that she might have another point of view/ sees things and details that the others don't notice or think are seemingly unimportant)

Trust: He trusts her judgment, showing it by relying on her insights and respecting her choices.

Strategic Ally: Together, they strategize and plan, viewing each other as indispensable allies in the pursuit of their goals.

"In you, my dear, I see a spark of inner fire, a potential yet untapped. Embrace your strength and let it blaze like a beacon in our dark journey, for you have the power to change the course of this quest."

Boromir:

Initial Skepticism: Boromir is initially skeptical of her abilities and her commitment to their quest, as he worries about her impact on the Fellowship's safety. (Believing they'd have to protect her)

Gradual Trust: Over time, her actions and determination gradually earn Boromir's trust and respect, and he slowly starts to see her as a valuable member of the group.

Protectiveness: Boromir develops a protective attitude towards her, ensuring her safety during dangerous situations (offering to train with her to improve her combat skills, however shes the one to beat him in a battle)

Mutual Respect: As they share the trials of their journey, Boromir and her come to respect each other's strengths, skills, and dedication to their common cause. He'd open up to her (when alone) and talk about Gondor and his fears

"Your strength is undeniable, but in this perilous journey, remember to heed wisdom as well, my friend."

Frodo:

Protective: Frodo feels responsible for her safety and wishes he could protect her in dangerous situations, although it is absolutely not neccesary. He might feel guilty to, however she is quick to sense that and makes sure to tell him, that he should not worry about her

Trust: He trusts her unconditionally, evident in his reliance on her during crucial moments and his openness about his concerns and fears. (He only trusts Gandalf and Sam more, however Aragorn might share the same level of trust with her)

Friendship: Their deepening friendship is built on shared experiences, mutual trust, and unwavering support for each other.

Empathy: Frodo's understanding of her struggles (as a woman) fosters a strong sense of empathy, and they confide in each other about their personal challenges. (him as a hobbit/ her as a woman)

Courage: Both exhibit courage in their own ways, inspiring each other to persevere and face adversity head-on.

"Your courage reminds me that even in the darkest of times, the light of friendship and determination can guide us through."

Sam:

Respectful: Sam respects her independence and appreciates her combat skills, addressing her with deference and showing admiration for her capabilities.

Trusting: He trusts her judgment and decisions, often turning to her for guidance in challenging situations.

Friendship: Their friendship flourishes as they share personal stories, trust each other implicitly, and develop a profound bond during their journey. (it's also a bit like a mentor - protégé relationship)

Loyalty: Sam's loyalty to her is unwavering, always putting her safety and well-being above all else. (He'd instantly worry if she would not eat something and insist, even if it was just a bite)

Kindred Spirits: They connect on a deep level, understanding each other's motivations and providing emotional support when needed.

"Ye've got a heart as brave as Frodo's, and I've seen it in action more times than I can count."

Merry:

Curious: Merry's curiosity about her world leads to inquisitive conversations where they exchange stories and knowledge.

Supportive: He is supportive of her choices and actions, often backing her up in debates and ensuring she feels included.

Friendship: Their camaraderie transforms into a genuine friendship marked by laughter

Encouragement: Merry frequently offers words of encouragement and praise, boosting her confidence and morale unknowingly

Wit: Their friendship is sprinkled with witty exchanges and playful banter, creating a lighthearted atmosphere (that she actually treasures)

"Blimey! You've got a spirit as fiery as a dragon's breath, lass! I reckon you'll give even the bravest of us a run for their money on this quest!"

Pippin:

Playfulness: Pippin's playful nature adds a touch of levity to their journey, lightening the mood when things get tough.

Friendship: Their friendship deepens as they share adventures and form lasting memories together. (He'd occasionaly offer her his pipe, but she'd politely decline)

Loyalty: Pippin's loyalty is unwavering, standing by her side through thick and thin. (She's often the one to watch out for him and safe him from dangerous situations)

Admiration: He admires her determination and independence, often expressing admiration for her spirit.

Growth: Their experiences together lead to personal growth, making them more resilient and capable adventurers. Pippin learns a lot from her, might get a bit more serious

"Y'know, I've never met anyone quite like you, lass. Your spirit's as fierce as the fire of the Shire's finest pipeweed! And I reckon that's saying something, coming from a Took like me!"

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just-a-little-cellist · 1 year

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Omigod I just found you and I absolutely love with how you write Sam🥹🙏🏻🙏🏻❤️. Could you possibly do a reader who's usually very bubbly and hyper around people, but when she's alone with Sam she gets shy and flustered quite a bit. Maybe Sam gets more confident and his ego boots up? Idk😭 maybe both sfw and nsfw headcannons? It's okay if you don't want to! Love your writing!

(ah thank you so much! I'm so happy that you like my writing, and I'm even happier that people are actually requesting content for Sam! he doesn't get the attention he deserves)

(Sam x gender neutral!reader, some nsfw content - hope you enjoy!)

He is first drawn to you because of how sweet and friendly you seem, and it's a little disheartening to see how quiet you are when it's just the two of you.

Sam is a bit of an overthinker, so at first when he realizes that you act different around him he figures he must've done something wrong or you just don't enjoy spending time with him that much, which he is upset by but he tries to give you space.

It's only when the other hobbits catch on to your behavior and start teasing him (eventually Frodo has to sit him down and tell him) that he starts actively trying to talk to you again.

While before he was reading too much negatively into all your actions. he starts to see your true feelings hidden behind every exchange. The shy look down when he smiles at you, the blush on your cheeks when he talks to you, the stutter in your voice when you reply - it's an ego boost to say the least.

He makes way more of an effort to spend time with just you, while he secretly builds up the courage to ask you out. This doesn't take as much time as he thought it would since, as it turns out, having so much attention on him really helped his confidence.

Your behavior around him gives Sam more of a quiet confidence. He won't become incredibly cocky and he certainly won't make fun of you for being shy (he might make a brief teasing comment when he asks you out but nothing more). It's a feeling he keeps to himself, but the one change you might notice is that he's a lot more certain of his actions and he stops second-guessing himself.

(NSFW)

If you're naturally more submissive (assuming you probably are if you act like that around people you like lmao) then Sam will lean slightly more dominant to compensate.

(I've made a previous post about dom!Sam go check it out)

He will absolutely take advantage of how shy you are and, no matter how flustered you are, he will not touch you until you tell him in detail what you want him to do to you.

Regardless of any of this though, he will spoil you in bed. He is a giver and that will never change.

You have him completely wrapped around your little finger - if you giggle shyly and tuck your hair behind your ear he is somehow already hard and he doesn't understand how.

(god forbid you ever take advantage of this)

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theglassofmiddleearth · 2 years

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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.