After successfully matchmaking for her brother, Morwen feels confident she can find a wife for his best friend, too. With hair-raising results. Morwen x Thengel.

It started with a question from a slightly nosy Hobbit. "What does your name mean?" I could feel their eyes on me, judging me, wondering if I'll indulge him. I caught the haughty grey stare that had been dogging my footsteps since taking that first step out of Rivendell. I tilted my chin up at him, a clear challenge. "One who treads on the sea." Slow-burn Tenth-Walker

Legolas is brought home injured, the sole survivor of a patrol mission gone disastrously wrong. Thranduil and the wood-elves healers do all they can to help him heal both physically and mentally, but will it be enough, or will Legolas be forced to seek recovery across the sea?

"Look, Mila. The star is shining for you." Mila, a 21st century girl managed to save Middle Earth from destruction and rewrite history, changing the fate of everyone, including her own. Though forever youthful, Glorfindel is ancient. Can the elf warrior keep up with the short, young mortal girl? M/F. Fluffy. HAPPY ENDING.

Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew… Sam has a large cookbook at home dedicated to potatoes.

On raconte qu'une bête se terre dans les sous-sols, un monstre qui fait frémir les meilleurs guerriers.

The night after Gandalf and the Three Hunters exit Fangorn, they capture an uruk-hai. When Gandalf leaves on an urgent errand, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli must transport their prisoner to Edoras without his help. But the orc has ideas of its own, and a secret they would never guess. Warnings: contains mention/threat of non-con; cruelty to orc(s); canon-appropriate violence/gore.

Starting 100 years before LOTR, Legolas is summoned to Rivendell for mysterious reasons. Suddenly married to Elrond's daughter, he must learn to navigate his circumstances as a shadow grows around them.

This story was a standalone, posted here over a decade ago. However, since I just finished a prequel to it (A Red Sun Rises), I am currently rewriting all chapters to merge the two stories, with a little bit more emphasis on the minor characters and OCs. The original is still available on this site, too. Stay tuned for more drama and angst! Chap 42 up - AU/ WIP -

Eomer vows protection for a stranger. Events then send them on a journey to his home in Aldburg, the King's court at Edoras, Elven lands, and the ravaged northern country, testing their oaths to their people and commitment to each o

Tamuril was in love with Haldir but he died in the battle of Helms Deep. She is grief stricken and doing her best to carry on with the help of her friends. Eventually, tensions rise and after a moment with Elrond she doesn't feel able to come back from she flees and hides away in the Elvenking's halls. What comes next for Tamuril, no one can know.

A story with a dark beginning. Lost on earth I was for ages. Taken in by abusive people who only kept me around for a check from the government. Saved and returned to the world I belonged to and a future I have to make sure is safe in return. Own nothing of JRR Tolkien or his world. Only the characters I make.

You've all no doubt heard of the modern girl in Middle-Earth story, a blushing damsel who lusts after Legolas or Aragorn, but what if instead it was a man? A man who loved HEMA and reenactment, a man with no desire for his favourite characters other than to see them live good and happy lives? Read to find out.

Elwen faisait partie de ceux qu'on ne voit pas. Les invisibles, ceux qui se cachent et fuient. Ceux qui resteront à jamais dans l'ombre. Parce qu'ils portent un poids bien trop lourd et qu'à jamais ils devront le porter. Son père lui avait un jour dit que la couleur rouge sang de ses cheveux était le présage d'une vie d'assassin et de sorcière. Peut être avait il eu raison ...

"Daughter of Exiles needs returned. Thy Lord & Lady bid thee fetch her." After a series of dreams, Jennifer saw the person in her dreams outside her school window. She fell out of the window and landed in Middle-earth with Legolas. The next morning she awoke and her ears were pointed. But why? ***Very canon compliant***Story re-written b/c long overdue. RATING JUST TO BE SAFE.

Nous sommes le temps que l'on ne peut effacer. Celles que l'ont chérie pour ne pas se perdre. Les protectrices de leurs mémoires immortelles ravagées par un passé lointain. Marchant à leurs côtés, nous leur rappelons à chaque instant que tout à un prix.

A few hundred years into the Third Age, Lord Cirdan of the Grey Havens sends an elleth named Elluin and her family to Greenwood the Great to make their home under King Thranduil. They bear a prophecy that hints at fruition when Elluin, now a servant in the palace, finds herself falling in love with the troubled Elvenking.

Lori Deng jumps off the train to the afterlife and ends up in the wilderness with a broken arm. After a mysterious man named Strider offers her refuge, life becomes far stranger than she ever could have imagined, and she is forced to find new ways to cope with her second chance.

He stood still, but no less vibrant at the prow. Glorfindel, formerly known as Laurëfindelë, would set foot in Aman once more, after 4500 years of absence. And the moment his ship touches the beloved shores, he would climb the Taníquetil to petition the Valar. For on earth, Eleanor fervently awaited his return. Special kudos to Magali Villeneuve for her illustration

Southern Gorgoroth can be a harsh and unforgiving land, yet both Men and Orcs call this region their home. A tale of adventure set in dungeons deep and sweltering deserts beneath the Sun... in the Land of Treachery.

A soul is born in the wrong body and Gandalf sets out to fix it. Along with the helping hand of one of the Valar, they correct the mistake. Our herione then sets on a soul searching journey of finding not only herself, but is sent on her mission from the Valar save the world of Middle Earth. (10th walker) T but maybe future M. Description doesnt do it justice.

The battle with the Great Serpents of the North brought nothing but wrath and ruin for the wood elves. The aftermath is bitter – particularly so for their great King now laid low by the destruction of dragon flame. A short tale of Thranduil's healing and how he and those around him adapt to his new, life-changing injuries. Thranduil-centric later on. Disclaimer: It's not mine!

A marriage of convenience seems like the solution to all their problems: Legolas' post-war melancholy, Lasriel's dream of elflings and a new life, her mother's anxiety and King Thranduil's dark secret. But turning childhood friendship into love is not as easy as Lasriel thinks - and neither is begetting an heir. (Not a pregnancy fic) (Legolas x OC, Thranduil x secret Elf Lady)

It was said that after the death of his Queen, the Elven king became bitter and cold. Everyone thought their wise king to be lost to grief. Unknown to him, someone was waiting, in a later page of time, to be rescued by him and to rescue him...

Haldir caught Gault's arm in an iron grip, "Go, bring a healer." Gault turned confused green eyes to his captain, "She is near death, sir." Haldir removed the chain from the girl's neck and held it out to his lieutenant, "This means she must survive the night."