Warnings: some parts may seem
stramy…. That’s all because there many and awakward Hobbits, awkward Frodo, awkward flirting…. Butterflies, strawberries, spring and fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy moments.
Frodo sighed and took another sip of his ale. It
should have been a nice, quiet afternoon with his friends but how could he stay
quiet when she was there, laughing, smiling, being more beautiful than the
flowers in her hair and more charming than every blossom of the Shire?
He was going insane.
“What’s up, Mister Frodo?” asked Sam.
“What do you think Sam?” said Pippin placing another
mug of ale in front of him “We have left him here to go get other drinks and he
hasn’t wasted his time!”
Could you pretty please write an imagine where the reader is a human female, and for some reasons, despite not having a talent finds herself accompanying the fellowship. Along the way Legolas has fallen in love with here and he always acts sweet to her, but then he starts becoming super affectionate and he’ll do things like: play with her hair. One evening as the fellowship is setting up camp by a river Legolas goes to scout and check out the area around them. While he’s gone reader and Boromir start discussing his strange affectionate behavior towards reader, and Aragorn casually states something along the lines of “he’s courting you” or “that’s how elves court” as if it were plain as day. Then reader is super awkward around Legolas for the rest of the evening until the rest of the Fellowship is asleep and her and Legolas are by the fire, and she asks him if it’s true?
You sighed as Frodo kept on arguing, this was the third time you guys talked about this.
‘C’mon Y/N , please!’ he continued pleading. Frodo insisted that on our wedding one of Sam’s children would be the ring-bearer, you thought it was cute and all.. but you had already asked your best friend’s daughter to be ring-bearer. So what would you tell her?
‘Frodo, for the seventh time NO!’ you yelled at him, he groaned and ran one of his bighands through his curls.
he said getting angry. It wasn’t your fault, if he’d told you this earlier it
would’ve been ok.. but no he had to discuss it 3 days before the wedding.
‘Because I already
asked (Y/F/N)’s daughter to do it, and I can’t just cancel that!’ you sighed
throwing your hands up in the air, you were about done with this shit for
Story/headcannon: When I was in kindergarden I went up to my mother really sad. When she asked "What's wrong," I said "I don't have anyone to marry." My mom told me I could wait a while, but I wanted to choose so I said "I want to marry Ben." My mother again reassured me that I did not need to decide yet and I responded with adorable kindergartner annoyance and a stomp "But I WANT TOO!" I can totally see that happening with Merry or Pippin to Boromir, maybe Sam or Frodo to Aragorn.
yes. Y E S. Merry and Pippin fighting over Boromir. Merry gettin a crush on Eowyn. Pippin thinking Faramir is the greatest thing to ever happen to this world. Sam not really trusting any of them cAUSE THEY ARE SO BIG MISTER FRODO. And Frodo being like nah they look scary but i think they are nice deep down. And Aragorn being like wtf im scary looking??? what a rude lil 6 year old but i literally cant be mad at you cause you are so cute????
“Here.” “What about you?” “Oh no, I’m not hungry. Leastwise not for Lembas bread.” “Sam.” “All right, we don’t have that much left. We have to be careful, or we’re goin’ to run out. You go ahead and eat that, Mister Frodo. I’ve rationed it.”
“Alright, so who gets to dance with (Y/N) first?” Sam inquired. He, along with Frodo, Merry, and Pippin were all sitting around a table in the middle of Bilbo’s 111th birthday party discussing, more like arguing, over who had to honor to dance with you first.
“It’s like in the great stories, Mister Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy. How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened. But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something. Even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mister Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn’t. Because they were holding on to something.”
“What are we holding on to, Sam?”
“That there’s some good in this world, Mister Frodo. And it’s worth fighting for.”