La bataille du gouffre de Helm a commencé, comment se terminera-t-elle? Un Haldir blessé, un combat funeste et un amour dissimulé, que de rythme dans ce combat épique!

Why do Aragorn, Legolas, and the twins hate, HATE, taking medicine that has anything to do with pain relief and/or sleep? Especially from each other or Elrond? Especially if the pain they are in MUST be killing their sanity whenever they go on adventures? Here are their stories on what instilled their pharmacophobia.

'The shadows seemed to pause together for a few moments. Any words were lost in the wind and the rain, if there were words in the first place anyway. In the next moment the shadows disappeared, and the wind and rain took their places once more.' AU, if Legolas was with Aragorn at the Prancing Pony in Bree.

In honor of Sir Christopher Lee: Scenes from the life of Saruman. The sad and dreadful fate of the many-coloured wizard.

Thirty years after Bilbo's return to the Shire darkness is once again stirring in Middle Earth. Gandalf the Grey seeks aid from a young ranger who has spent his life evading the destiny he may now have to face, but with bandits who seem to know his secret and looming betrayal Aragorn may be in more danger than the wizard had ever foreseen.-Chapters 1-3 now revised; same plot

*COMPANION PIECE* to Isildur's Heir-This provides the backstory for Eradan's betrayal. Should be read after or in tandem with Isildur's Heir.

DING! "I got another fanfic on me!" Legolas said, smiling with glee. "Legolas, you have the most fanfics of us all," Gimli said, pleased but also disgruntled. "How is it that you—" DING! DING! "I rest my case," Gimli said, shooing away the thought. Featuring the Fellowship of the Ring.

Also posted on A03. The Elvenking is renowned for being jealous of what he loves. The apple didn't fall too far from the tree. Or: why Legolas defends Gimli in front of the Riders of Rohan.

Eldarion éveille sa mère pour lui poser une question existentielle. Ma réponse au 60ème défi du Poney Fringant.

Elrohir and Elladan are left to look after Estel...and nothing could possibly go wrong, right?

Inglor and Haleth go haring off after a relic of Numenor. Complete.

Haiku's for Boromir.

Numenor is not only threatened by Sauron and the Nazgul, but now its own people start to mistrust each other. Sauron leaves the Nazgul in charge of his army, as his focus now turns towards the dwarves.

Upon becoming Master of Bag End Frodo receives advice from a distant aunt.

Défi 60 du Poney Fringant : "M-Preg" Rated M.

"Glorfindel had been on countless patrols in his lifetime, and never once had it led to something like this. He was now racing home, a sick elf in his arms, who, as much as he hated to admit it… was slowly dying." [ON HIATUS]

Elizabeth seems to be your normal history teacher who loves history. But what of this history teacher has outlived many of your ancestors? Elizabeth has been on earth for over 600 years, what happens after Elizabeth wakes up in Middle-earth. Will Lord Elrond's hospitality intrigue her? Will she become the tenth walker of the Fellowship? WARNING- TENTH WALKER STORY. WORKING ON COVER

En hommage à Sir Christopher Lee : quelques scènes de la vie de Saroumane. Un complément en réponse au défi n 60 du Poney Fringant : MPREG !

Eowyn se meurt. Mais que peut faire Faramir face au besoin d'un héritier ? (M-Preg)

Défi 60 du Poney Fringant : M-Preg / Un accord secret, un soir, entre deux proches du Roi Elessar.

AU, follows movie canon events. Many years before the One Ring made its presence known in Middle Earth, a golden-blond haired, bright-blue eyed elfling was found abandoned in the Forests of Mirkwood by an Elvenking grieving the recent deaths of his wife and son. This is the story of that elfling, Legolas Thranduilion, adopted son of King Thranduil, told through one and two-shots.

After struggling with his wife's death, little Legolas accidentally reminds Thranduil of a little important lesson that he seemed to have forgotten. May be added to Greenwood the Great later. Set before Almarëa and Elerrina. n

A haiku for Aragorn.

When hope seems like a myth and darkness is your only friend, living merely is a way to pass the time. A Tenth Walker story with a history that is begging to be heard, and a future that is desperate to live.

He could not recall what route they had taken home, nor how long it took them to get here. He sat numbly on his horse, staring forward. Wallowing in the cloud of silence and grief that had descended on his patrol. Just doing his best to remember how to breath. ( No character death, very slight romance)