"A king would continue to love his people, and his people would continue to love their king." Galion ponders the difference between the ElvenKing, and his King.

A haiku for Frodo.

Même le plus sage d'entre les sages, peut être la proie de quelques égarements. Et si l'Amour revêtait plusieurs formes ?

Sequel to "To Save a Prince." It was a common thing, really, and one the elfling truly shouldn't be ashamed of. But Legolas' little heart thundered in his chest and shame colored every inch of his pale face. His hands trembled violently, so did his lip, and tears threatened to overwhelm his blue eyes. There was a spider in his room. Hurt/comfort, humor, and lots of elfing!Legolas

His dark gray eyes rested on the frightened pale face in front of him, even as his vision dangerously wavered toward the blackness threatening its edges. The little elfling trembling against him was his top priority, no matter the cost to himself. He would save Legolas, even if he died trying... Little!Legolas.

He was a ranger. She was a lady, high ranked and fair beyond reckoning. For awilliamsbbc.98

A haiku for Legolas.

When Middle Earth is about to face evil greater than any that came before, the Valar grants their people a beacon of hope — something that was only considered to be a legend, a fairytale. When Ivanna is given second chances, can she learn the meaning of life through a journey? Can she find a life worth fighting for? 10th Walker story. (Aragorn x OC)

A short tale on Samwise Gamgee's adventures and how he came to be known as Samwise the Brave.

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]