Elladan se sentait perdu, désorienté, dans la douleur et une peur terrible s'emparait d'Imladris et si les fils d'Elrond ne revenaient jamais [HALLOWEEN PARTY 2020 - Groupe Papotage, Ecriture, Lecture et Bonne Humeur]

A large, orange fruit that nobody has seen before passes through many elvish hands in this one-shot, set in Legolas' childhood. - Written for Halloween 2020. (No romance)(I know, that's a first!)

La última reina suprema de los elfos, viuda de Gil- Galad y descendiente de Fëanor, tiene que redimir a su familia del mal que creó en la Tierra Media, y vengar la muerte de quienes ama. Pero el amor se enfrentará al deber. Gil-Galad x Legolas x Thranduil X OC.

After the Battle of the Five Armies, Kimg Thranduil chooses to refuse his rightful share of Erebor's treasure, if only to impress upon the Dwarves that they have not and shall never earn the trust of the Sindar. It appears he must be reacquainted with Khazâd Stubbornness.

[Recueil d'OS/drabbles] Treize ans les séparent, mais au-delà de leurs différences, l'essentiel les réunit. Eomer aurait suivi Theodred jusqu'à la ruine et la fin de tout. Histoire de l'amitié entre deux cousins que seul la mort a pu séparer.

Sauron has declared that the mysterious woman he captured is to be his Queen- but who is she? She is the brood mother of the terrifying creatures who will come to be known as 'fell beasts' and be a part of Sauron's armies, but for now? She is a woman who's forced to be human as long as the God-King wills it. OCxSauron

Carn Dûm had always been a far distant and ancient terror, a dark shadow on the most distant horizon. But with the influx of orcs into the north out of the Misty Mountains and perhaps from even farther away, there were rumors that the Enemy wanted to retake Carn Dûm and begin rebuilding the old kingdom of Angmar.

The war is over, and now Radagast's real work can begin.

The musings of Lord Elrond as he watches Arwen prepare to marry Aragorn.

Her return was foretold through prophecy. She was beautiful, she was his daughter, and she had no idea about any of it. Lord Elrond finds his lost daughter(OC) who has fallen into Middle Earth from our world- with a crowd. Will she decide to stay in Middle Earth with her real family? Does she even have a choice? Told from OC's POV.

Der Fortbestand Gondors steht an der Kippe. Denethor muss seine Pflicht als Truchsess erfüllen - auch wenn das bedeutet seinen jüngsten Sohn einem Haradrim Stamm anzuvertrauen. - ich setze die Geschichte gerne fort wenn es einen Leser gibt, bitte um ein Lebenszeichen! Faramir/OC

"You have a visitor." My life has been changed after one single word; that I have A VISITOR.

If Legolas had died in the last battle... *Warning: Character Death*

"Some things, my dear, are just meant to be, like the flow of water through the river towards the sea," Gandalf smiled down at her a bit sadly. "But there is something to be said for those who choose to alter its flow. Like a beaver does a damn. You simply must throw yourself into the unknown and hope for things to work out for the best." Eomer/OC.

Sam really shouldn't have been surprised when Frodo managed to get himself stuck in the one VR game that could actually get him killed. Still, she refused to leave her best friend to that fate at jumped right in after him. Of course, playing Lord of the Rings with a supernatural war raging both inside and outside of the game is no easy feat. Full Sum inside.

Alysae, adopted mortal daughter of Thranduil, has many questions to ask Boromir, a human just like her. From naive questions about the shape of ears, to wrinkles and meat, read a sweet oneshot about Boromir acting brotherly as he attempts to answer her questions from the best of his ability. *Fluff* -From my story Alysae- Dedicated to Scylla's Revenge. Enjoy! ;)

Little Arwen leaves Rivendell for the first time to visit her grandparents. Elladan and Elrohir take her on a trip which doesn't exactly go the way they planned. Familish, adventureous and whumpy, though not too traumatising.

Chosen by the Valar to help battle Sauron, three new wizards join the fellowship to try and bring peace to all. Blessed with magic and gifts beyond the current wizards, Celia the Blue, Isadora the Green and Lydia the Red will either help bring the world to true peace or they will aid in its destruction. CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN

What can a simple mortal do about the whims of bored entities? Not much. So he has to do whatever it takes to survive the Second Age of Middle-earth with a companion, who is as reluctant as him. Includes: murderous elves, salty protagonist, sadistic past selfs and much more. T for swearing and violence (pushing it, are we?) ReluctantlyDark!SI

This is all an elaborate plot to get Eomer to shmizz in Aragorns hand. Also like maybe an opportunity to process grief/ trauma?

{OS - défi Halloween} La patrouille était rentrée, mais il manquait une personne... Parviendra-t-il à retrouver son fils?

Nichts was wirklich Bedeutung hat im Leben, kommt jemals mit einer Warnung. Aber das sollte es, zumindest wenn es nach Lena geht. Sie hatte nicht darum gebeten unangekündigt und völlig unvorbereitet in eine andere Dimension transportiert zu werden. Zu allem Überfluss auch noch in eine Welt die im Krieg war, eine Welt die es so nicht geben dürfte. Silmarillion/HDR, AU, GFIME

By Angmar and Elfhild. The caravan of Rohirric slaves passes over the Anduin, their fates to be decided in Mordor. Meanwhile, twins Elfhild and Elffled and Goldwyn's three sons journey through Anórien, though the courses which they take vary greatly. Danger lies everywhere, but what about friends unlooked-for?

By Angmar and Elfhild. In a world where Sauron is the victor, Rohan is attacked and many civilians are taken as slaves. After escaping from their captors, five young adventurers try to find their way back home. Alas, the other Rohirric prisoners are not so lucky in escaping their chains. All of them face danger - from the living, the dead, and those in between.

The fellowship puts together a special birthday party for one of its members but these things are a little difficult to plan when you are walking straight to Mordor. Written as a birthday present for Aria Breuer.