A one-shot for the time being. Set in Shadow of Mordor. We can expect certain things from dying. Such things are set in stone. This is no such expectation, and in my experience, there has never been such a thing as this. What would our Enemy pay for what we know? And who would be foolish enough to accept his offer?

*Slash & Complete* The One Ring corrupted some unexpected and powerful Elves on Arda. Legolas is bargained like a wine barrel and betrayed by his own father. The mistreated Princeling has one chance at love if he is able to trust. Elladan & Legolas will discover a dark secret.

Elfling Elladan and Elrohir share an interesting fact they learned about Erestor. It reminds the chief-councellor and Glorfindel how scary it is to think that Erestor is essentially an heir to Greenwood's throne should tragedy strike the remainder of Oropher's house. It is unsettling for one that came from humble beginnings, but Erestor is loved regardless of his station. No slash.

The role of Mrs. Baggins has been passed from mother to child, from generation to generation. So, what happens when one obsessed fangirl claims to be Frodo Baggins' wife? Lots of mischiefs ensue.

Quickbeam and his rowan trees have a beautiful friendship, but it cannot last forever. The young Ent wakes to the crying of his trees. The Orcs have come, and a friend too far away can do nothing.

Il était une fois, une mystérieuse jeune fille qui rejoignit la Communauté... Maudite-soit-elle ! Fatigués des Mary-Sues agaçantes ? Avez-vous déjà LU Tolkien ? Cette histoire peut vous redonner le moral ! Traduction

A few scenes of Ranger and Feline life.

Time goes on, the future is ahead, and the past must die. The heir to Isildur has chosen to aid the ring bearer in his quest, but he is not alone. He has a shadow.

An old friend comes to take Sam on one last adventure

Après la chute de Sauron et les événements heureux qui s'ensuivirent, la vie reprit son cours en Terre du Milieu. Ainsi, deux âmes demeurèrent-elles seules devant leur promesse. Amitié profonde/pré-slash/léger slash.

Le prince regarde la mer et le ciel, le soleil descend. Derrière lui des enfants courent et les goélands pleurent. Le temps passe.

The memory of men is short, and those forgotten are often most in need of being remembered.

Eomer might have a drinking problem, and that might stem from an anger problem, which may come from an insecurity problem. It turns out Glorfindel is vaguely similar. Sorta, kinda non-con. More really rough sex. BDSM, comfort, angst (oops). Very, very mature

Spring has come to Aman at last, and summer will be waiting for it to arrive.

"Ella lo mira a los ojos, orbes de plata donde la Llama Imperecedera aún brilla". Gandalf x Galadriel. El Canon es respetado. Fanfic Traducido. Su Autora es Isasolan. Se hace mención de los hechos acontecidos en El Silmarillion y otras historias de la Tierra Media.

After Legolas' first life-threatening injury, Thranduil finds it hard to allow him back to the field. The only thing harder than releasing Legolas to his duties? Admitting a father's fears. In the meantime, the Prince is anxious to serve and increasingly angry, while the whole Kingdom walks on eggshells around the two feuding royals.

When a prisoner from Minas Morgul meets the son of Sauron...and they talk...and things happen. :/ It's happy-fun-times for everyone, right? A comedy goldmine as it were? No. NO. Not so much. Spoiler warnings for TYW. At least our favourite hooded-dudes are there to make things less painful with their death-breath and Morgul Blades, right? Wrong? It was supposed to be fluff! Sorry!

ou en tout cas c'est ce que prétend son père Thranduil. Legolas est loin de partager son avis dans tous les domaines

In the aftermath of the Battle of the Five Armies, Legolas must face his inner demons. Grief answers to no master; it will consume until everything is gone. The shadows are growing restless...for all good things must come to an end.

Aragorn is lost in memories after Théoden's funeral. Written for the December/January Teitho contest under the theme "Memories", where it did not place.

This little one-shot was prompted by a discussion with Katzilla, concerning the reaction of the two ordinary Rohirrim out on the plains, who are told by Théodred to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear on anything they might behold on their watch. (Chapter 6 of her current story "Adventures of an Éored") So here comes a bit of ordinary earthy fun of Thanwen-Universe.

A female elf is brutally murdered in Minas Tirith. Is this just a random act of violence or does the killer or killers have much more in mind for Legolas, Thranduil, and the king and queen of Gondor?

"Ciemność zieleni podkreślała powagę tego miejsca, przywodziła na myśl hardość Jeźdźców, nieskruszoną nadzieję uwięzioną pod ciężarem ziemi. Jednakże mając za towarzyszy drobne, radosne w swej słonecznej bieli kwiaty simbelmynë, w których zamknęła się pamięć, nie mogła być ta zieleń do końca ponurą i zimną". Spisane w okresie walentynkowym. Dla fandomu za jego serce.

Legolas knows he has to leave Mirkwood forever. This is his last night in the Greenwood.

Sarya is the daughter of important elves but no one knows Sarya exists except certain elves and she isn't allowed to go outside the boundaries of her home but then she meets Legolas who sparks her curiosity. Note: I dont own LOTR. This is my first fanfiction so please review honestly AdarDad NanathMom, muindorDear brother, Mara tuilëGood morning, Aand Sorry if it seems short