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Modern Girl in Middle Earth

Thorin Oakenshield x Reader Pt. I

Modern Girl in Middle Earth

just for fun, please don't be disappointed

The girl had originally come from the modern world, but by now had spent quite a few years in middle earth and was accustomed to it. She grew into a strong warrior, conquering many great evils throughout the three films with her willpower and prowess.

These days, she was recognized by many dwarves, elves, and men for being a skilled warrior. Many days were filled with conflict, but in times of peace it was different.

In times of peace (Y/n) enjoyed more mundane activities, such as touching up her manicure, keeping up her snapstreaks, and watching Dr. Pimple Popper.

Thorin Oakenshield x Reader Pt. I

Concept: Middle Earth/Arda is only one realm among many. The reader is from Earthrealm and was hired to help Thorin's company by Gandalf's invitation. She's a fighter and a member of the Lin Kuei. This is a Mortal Kombat/Hobbit collaboration.

(This is not yet edited, please excuse any mistakes)

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The company had convinced Bard to sail you all to Dale--not without payment of course, which Balin now calculated and counted as everyone chipped in. You surrendered a portion of your currency, placing it on the table in front of Balin, then returned to your sight seeing at the edge of the boat. Your elbows and forearms were perched on the rails and you leaned slightly forward. It was late evening and thick fog rose from the black lakes on which you sailed, offering a covering over the boat. The peaceful atmosphere was a welcome change from the never ending action you were always faced with. In your own realm, you could never imagine such peace. Yes, Arda evidently had a good share of evil beings and bloody battles, but it also had the Shire and Rivendell--beautiful cities and villages untouched by war.

Your own realm had peaceful towns and gorgeous scenery as well, but you never had time to appreciate them. This entire journey with Thorin and his company was the longest you had ever been out in the world,--or a world, rather?--free. You had never experienced the warm sunrise so many days in a row, having lived your whole life in the cold mountains of Tibet. You had never truly witnessed what life was like in every day cities and towns. Places like the Shire... places like Rivendell especially!--these were too good to be true. All your life, you had only known fighting, wars, tournamets.

But what struck you the most was the fellowship you saw within the people in Arda. From the moment you met the Company in Bilbo's home, you found that the warmth of the Dwarves had touched you in a way you felt you had been longing for your entire life. Their two songs, though strange at first, bewildered you the more you thought of them. The company was joined together in joy and in loss, expressing their emotions so freely. You had not been raised to show your emotions. In fact, it was custom, from where you came, to express nothing--but anger, perhaps.

The way they cared for each other, tending to each other's wounds, sharing meals, comforting each other when forlorn and laughing together when merry was all but familiar to you. At first you found their openess overwhelming and frankly exhausting, but you came to appreciate it.

In secret, part of you wanted to be as open and free as they were with their thoughts and hearts. Now, as many members of the company had expressed their utmost admiration for your fighting skills and made effort to take care of you while camped out, you found yourself longing to be a part of them. To share in their joys and share in their sadness, to care for others as they did and be as close as they were. You did not know what it was like to put your trust and confidence in an individual. In your clan, relationships such as these were not allowed. You may rely on your brothers and sisters as a whole, as the Lin Kuei, but never in a personal manner.

You squeezed your fists shut, angry at yourself for having lost the control you once had over your mind and emotions. The longer you were around the Dwarves, the more the intensity of your emotions increased. They had, without knowing, made you more aware of the desires of your heart.

You glanced once again to the table where Balin counted the coins and noticed Kili looking at you. When you met his eyes, he smiled, channeling so much warmth and real, raw emotion to you. He was grateful for your action just a few hours ago, when you had jumped on him to save him from the arrow of an Orc; when you saved his life. It would have been a waste to let him die. The others seemed to love him much.

By your observations, you figured you were supposed to smile back, but you were suddenly overwhelmed with emotions you were incapable of understanding. You did not let yourself feel them, pushing them into a bottle as you had been raised to do. But now it felt as if the bottle was pouring over, unable to contain anything more. You tore your gaze from Kili and tried to distract yourself with the beauty of the lake once again, though unsuccessfully.

"Is something wrong? Were you injured during the attack?" You were surprised to hear Thorin speak casually to you. He had never done so previously. Out of the members of the company, he was the most normal to you. He only spoke when necessary and maintained a calm disposition--though he did let his anger and frustration flow freely. His hostility did not shock you. It was understandable and even quite close to home for you.

You spared him a glance then looked away again, shaking your head. "No, I am fine."

He was unconvinced. It was easy to see you were troubled about something with your clenched fists and rapid, shallow breathing, but he knew better than to intrude. Instead, he thanked you for saving Kili, explaining that he had made a promise to his sister, their mother, to protect them best he could.

At the mention of their family, you felt the increasingly familiar anxiety form in your stomach. Your heart felt as if it was being crushed within you, and a scoff escaped your lips as you couldn't help but raise a hand to your hair, frustrated.

Next to you, Thorin frowned, confused about your response. "What?" He asked, expectantly.

"I apologize." You shook your head and straightened your posture, trying to shed away your troubled mind. "I only..."

Thorin took his hands off the edge of the boat, replacing them with his elbows as he mirrored your previous stance, leaning over to see you better. "Only what?"

You struggled to find the words, remaining silent for a few moments until making the decision to do as they did: speak their minds with utter honesty. "I am jealous of your family." You refused to make eye contact, eyes still fixed on the obscurity of the fog.

Thorin was dumbfounded, taken completely off guard by such an opinion. A sound escaped him, something between a scoff and a chuckle. "My family? You know next to nothing of them." He spares a quick glance at Kili and Fili. "You've only met my nephews."

You shook your head, turning so that you could look at him, but not in the eyes. "But you have a family... and I can tell from what I've witnessed and have been told that you... care for each other." You scratched at the wood beneath your hands, trying to quell your nerves.

Thorin thought for a moment, bewildered until he realized what you had implied. He wanted to ask a question or maybe offer his condolences, but his words ran dry.

"Look! there it is! The mountain!"

You had gratefully turned your attention to where the dwarves were pointing, but Thorin's eyes darted between you and the mountain as he became torn between the desire to continue talking with you and to relish in the moment he had spent years dreaming of; returning home.

With the arrival on land came more obstacles to overcome. Thorin was focused on sneaking past the guards of Dale, and reaching the safety of Bard's home, but he did not miss the way you stared at Bard and his children when they interacted. There was a deep longing in your eyes, maybe even sadness. However, he put aside his curiosity.

It wasn't until after the company had been discovered and the Master of Laketown had promised his help that Thorin began thinking of what to say to you. While you and the company enjoyed the feast hosted by the Master, Thorin was quiet. As soon as the company began filling up with ale, they became more rowdy than usual, no doubt their spirits having been lifted by being so close to Erebor. Though you quite liked hearing their joy, laughter, and jokes, you were still overwhelmed. You sought peace and quiet elsewhere, excusing yourself from the table.

Through the window, you could see that it was late at night. There was even a slight hint that the moon was out and shining so beautifully. So without thinking, you left the house entirely and walked out into the empty streets. A cool breeze went by, colder because of the water surrounding the premises, but it had nothing on the cold you were used to in the moutains of Tibet

Just a few meters away was a dock, looking across the lake with a view of Erebor, you imagined. It was hard to tell with how dark the lake and everything beyond it was. You walked out onto the edge of the dock and sat down, leaning back onto your palms. You did not notice that Thorin was following not far behind you, as he had been waiting for a moment like this.

Just a few seconds later, heavy footsteps on the dock approached you. "It's only me," Thorin announced as you had been close to drawing your dagger. You said nothing, only watching him as he sat down next to you. "It's dangerous to be alone in town this late."

"It wouldn't be the first time I've had to defend myself. I am able to do so," you stated, relaxing once again.

"I shall never doubt your skill again. However, I insist that you stay close to the company. We're too close to reaching Erebor to lose a member of the company now." Thorin stared at your face and troubled expression, and while you were still silent, he continued. "I wanted to talk to you. About what you said on the boat." His voice was soft and hesitant. "What happened to your own family?"

He was met with only more silence as you tried to figure out whether you should be honest or wise. The Lin Kuei was very secretive, virtually unknown except by a select few. With courage, you turned your head and looked Thorin in the eyes.

He seemed sincere.

He was a very private person.

He was of good character.

"I will answer your questions, but whatever we discuss must be kept between us in complete confidence." You wanted to be like the dwarves, as open and close as they were. So even though you felt uneasy about revealing your secrets, you thought that perhaps it just took courage to be like them.

Thorin nodded once, slowly, to show that he agreed to your terms.

"I barely knew them," you said in a monotone voice, almost nonchalant. "I have a few faint memories, but that is all. I was taken at too young of an age to remember what my parents looked like. I know I had siblings, but I remember even less about them." You outstretched your legs and sighed.

"Taken?" Thorin asked for clarification. "What do you mean?

"In my clan, the Lin Kuei, children are often born into it, but sometimes they are stolen during childhood or even infancy. Then they are brought to the temple to become acrobats... assassins... fighters and warriors. That is what happened to me."

Thorin had nothing to say, unaware that such a place could even exist. It began to make sense, why you looked at Bard's family with longing and why you confessed to envying Thorin's family. "You are still a part of this... clan? They sound diabolical!" He whisper shouted.

You made no reaction and instead changed the subject. "But... that is why I wanted to help you and your company get back that mountain,"--you motioned to it with the jerk of your head. "Long before I was offered to help on this quest, I entertained the idea of looking for my family. I wanted to know what it was like to have a normal home." You looked into Thorin's eyes, sincerely. "So even though your definition of home is a place and mine is the people, I believe we want the same thing. I will help you get your home, so you may grant your kin normal lives, beginning with your nephews and Gloin's son."

Thorin wanted to thank you, or somehow show his appreciation, but first he needed to know, "Did you not attempt to look for your family?"

A new heaviness itself upon your chest, and you looked away from Thorin. "No," you shook your head, "another member of my clan had attempted to find his family once; he was like me. After a long time, he managed to track them down, but they were killed by a rival clan. Because of the bad blood between us, they may do something similar to mine should I attempt to find them. I don't want to risk my family's life, if they are indeed still alive and well. They don't deserve to lose anyone else."

"You have done much to help us on our quest. Once we have taken back Erebor, I should like to help you reunite with your family." As you looked at Thorin with a shocked expression, he realized it was indeed impulsive of him to promise you help, but you risked your life for his cause, and he endeavored to do the same for you some day.

You smiled for the first time in forever, it felt awkward, but you were touched by Thorin's offer. "Thank you, but that won't be necessary. I'm afraid I wouldn't know what to do with a normal life even if I had the opportunity to have one. After the life I've lived, I don't believe I'd integrate well into civilization." You stood to your feet, wanting the conversation to come to a conclusion. It had been nice to be open, but it was also exhausting.

Thorin quickly stood as well, facing you and taking a step forward. "The odds never seem to be in our favor. There is a dragon in that mountain at this very moment, the same one who burned my home and murdered and drove all my people away--thousands of people! Yet here we are, 15 of us headed to take it back. Are you not willing to fight for your home as you are helping me do now? Even for just the chance of getting it back?" He had such a passion in his eyes, you admired it. But his attempts to inspire you were in vain.

"And if I found my family... what will I do? Live amongst them?" You wore a bitter smirk. "There is no leaving the Lin Kuei. It is punishable by death." And with that, you began heading back to the rest of the company.

Thorins face softened at yet another piece of shocking information. He was not used to accepting defeat so easily. He would find a way to fight for your freedom.

The Hobbit Incorrect Quotes

(Y/n): *walking into Erebor*

(Y/n): "Duuude, it's totally burnt in here."

Bilbo: "It's called a 'fire,' (Y/n)."

More Incorrect Hobbit Quotes

Thorin: *enters Bilbo's home and sees (Y/n) among the rest of the company* "You shouldn't be here! I thought I told you, 'no'!"

(Y/n): "But your eyes said, 'yes'."

Smaug: "No blade can pierce me!"

Bard: -appears with a black arrow-

Y/n: "Okay so are we gonna do it this movie or the next one?"

Bard: "What?"

Y/N: "I'm just saying, if you're not gonna kill him now, then why show us the damn arrow."

The company: "Movie? What's a movie?."

Imagine being there when Kili gets rescued by Tauriel

Tauriel: -Appears to save Kili-

Y/N: Mommy?? Sorry, Mommy?"

Tauriel: "I- I have no child?..."

Company: -Visibly confused-

Legolas: "Would you like me to shoot it in the face Tauriel."

Y/N: "Shutup Elsa I'm not talking to you."

Imagine Y/N arriving at Rivendell with the hobbits.

Frodo: "I am ready to go home."

Y/N: "Yeah well if you were we wouldn't have two more movies to get through"

The Hobbits: "What?"

Legolas: "Wait, I know your face. I know you! You are the mortal who called me Ella!"

Y/N: "It's Elsa"

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell with Legolas.

Boromir: "Why not use this ring?" -continues speech-

-While Boromir talks-

Y/N(quietly): "On a scale from one to ten my friend you're fucked."

Legolas: "Language Mellon."

Imagine the reactions of the fellowship when Y/N took the blade for Frodo on Weathertop (Amon Sûl)

Elrond: My dear child you would have died. You do not possess the gift of immortality, must you be as reckless as you are? You are not of this world!

Y/N: *grinning* Nah she'll be right. I'm fine aren't I?

Legolas: *walks in* You look terrible. As you would after a near death experience.

Y/N: You call it a near death experience. I call it a vibe check from God.

Aragorn: *Bursts into laughter*

Gandalf: *Stares pointedly* Yes.. not of this world.

Legolas: *is visibly confused* Are we talking about her recklessness or her beauty?

Y/N: >_> Ummm anyways, when are we leaving?

Incorrect quotes #1

Boromir: Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king.

Y/N: *whispers* Mad cause bad.

Legolas and Aragorn: *suppresses grins*

Incorrect quotes #2

Boromir: One does not simply walk into Mordor. It's black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep.

Legolas, Gimli and Aragorn: Neither does Y/N, what's your point.

Y/N: *Sarcastically* Oh no you got me!!

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell while everyone is arguing

Y/N: *quietly singing the McDonald's theme song*

Gandalf: I don't suppose you want to break this up for us?

Y/N *whispers* Nah, you and I both know that's Frodo's thing. Don't ruin his big moment.

Gandalf: Very well

20 seconds later

Frodo: I will take it!!

Gandalf: I will help you bear this burden, Frodo Baggins. As long as it is yours to bear.

Aragorn: If by my life or death I can protect you.. I will. You have my sword. *turns to Y/N*

Y/N: *whispers* Do I have to? Can't I stay here with the pretty elv-

Aragorn: *shoulders Y/N* Yes.

Y/N: *sighs* And I will follow, but only if I get to call Legolas and Gimli, Elsa and Anna.

Legolas: Again the young maiden speaks words that I do not understand. *Turns to Frodo* You have my bow.

Gimli: And my axe.

Boromir: You carry the fate of us all little one-

Y/N: *interrupts* Alright yadda yadda can we go? I didn't eat breakfast.

Imagine Y/N giving the answer to the riddle at the doors of Moria

Gandalf: *muttering spells at the door*

Frodo: Can Gandalf open the door?

Legolas: If not Gandalf then who? Surely the dwarf knows the key to his kin's door.

Gimli: *grumbles*

Merry and Pippin: *throwing rocks into the water*

Aragorn: *hurriedly* Do not disturb the water.

The Hobbits: *turns to Y/N*

Y/N: Don't touch the water little ones. You need not disturb it. You know not what the depths of the abyss holds.

The hobbits: *surprised to see Y/N serious*

Frodo: It's a riddle is it not?

Y/N: Correct my dear.

Legolas: Then pray tell what is the answer.

Y/N: *grins* Mellon

Legolas: *frowns* Are you talking to me-

The doors open

Y/N: Try to be more obvious about how you feel hm? *smirks*

Legolas: I know not of what you spea-

Boromir: *interrupts* Enough of the flirting. Quickly, I am not eager to find out what the waters of this cursed place holds.

All quickly walk inside

Legolas: *grins at Y/N's back*

Gandalf: *Shakes his head* Young fools.

Imagine you were hiding in the throne room when Thranduil and Legolas questioned the orc about Thorin's company.

Orc: Death is upon you. The flames of war are upon you!

Thranduil: *slices It’s head off*

Legolas: Why did you do that.. You promised to set him free.

Y/N *whispers from behind the throne* Oop

Thranduil: And I did. I freed his wretched head from his miserable shoulders.

Y/N *tries to suppress laughter*

Legolas: There was more the orc could tell us.

Thranduil: There was nothing more he could tell me.

Y/N: *about to burst*

*Legolas leaves*

Thranduil: Was it really that amusing Y/N?

Y/N: *Falls over in a fit of laughter* Did you see?! His face? *Imitates Legolas* Why did you do that *falls over in laughter*

Thranduil: You know you cannot keep your presence a secret for much longer. The scriptures have stated that he will meet a ranger, one that was not seen in stories foretold, a ranger who defies the hands of time, the one who appears when there is great need.

*Y/N pauses, and lays still on the floor*

Y/N: A life time, it has been. Yet still I have not found the reason nor purpose for which I was sent here. Old friend, will I ever return from whence I came?

Thranduil: You will find your purpose, whether it be here in middle earth, or where you came from. It matters not whether you return.

*Thranduil strides back to his throne*

Y/N: Well, I will see you again soon.

Thranduil: Hopefully not.

Y/N: You love our chats.

Thranduil: Do not push your luck Pethryn. *Smiling slightly* Go do what you must. I shall await for when fate will bring you back to my halls.

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Pethryn means narrator in Sindarin I think >_>

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These are in a timeline! I heavily recommend reading them in order. From The Hobbit to LOTR (Harry Potter stuff is probs going to be below my Tolkien stuff!

The Hobbit

Imagine Y/N being there when Thorin cuts off Azog’s hand in battle.

Incorrect quotes #3

Imagine Y/N being sent from the dungeons with Thorin to talk to Thranduil

Imagine Bard showing Y/N the black arrow.

Imagine hiding in the throne room when Legolas and Thranduil interrogate the orc.

Imagine breaking the dwarves out of the dungeons of the woodland realm.

Imagine Y/N being there when Tauriel saves Kili. (Not cannon to the Pethryn au)

LOTR

Imagine the reactions of the fellowship when Y/N took the blade for Frodo on Weathertop (Amon Sûl)

Imagine arriving in Rivendell with the fellowship.

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell with Legolas.

Imagine Y/N sassing Boromir at the council of Rivendell (Incorrect quotes #1

Imagine Legolas and Aragorn teasing you at the council of Rivendell (Incorrect quotes #2)

Imagine Y/N sitting at the council of Rivendell while everyone is arguing.

Imagine leaving Rivendell with the Company of the ring

Imagine Y/N giving the answer to the riddle at the doors of Moria.

Imagine Y/N being there when Gandalf gets captured by the Balrog in the mines of Moria

Imagine entering the woods of Lothlórien with the Company of the Ring.

Harry Potter (Golden Era)

Draco

Imagine Showing up in Third year of the Golden Trio Era (set up for later imagines)

Imagine showing up at the Dursley's house to pick up Harry(Pethryn au)

Imagine Being on the train with the golden trio and Remus Lupin. (Pethryn au)

Imagine Draco secretly wanting Y/N

Marauder Era

Sirius

Imagine comforting Sirius (X reader drabble)

James

Real or not real? (series James Potter X reader)

F1

Max Verstappen

I'm always funny, you're just not smart enough to keep up. (teaser)

Task Force 141

Ghost, Johnny and Kyle

Just a little turned around

Imagine being sent to Thranduil along with Thorin

Small explanation. Y/N actually knows Thranduil as a close friend. She was his confidant when he became king. He knows that she is not from this world and was sent here and posesses the ability to change the fate of all middle earth. (Time travel kinda stuff?) Anyways HAPPY READING

Thranduil: I will let you go, if you but return which is mine.

Y/N: Honestly not sure why I'm here? Can I leav-

Thranduil: *interrupts* Silence Pethryn.

Thorin: A favour for a favour

Thranduil: You have my word, one king to another.

Y/N: *cringes, knowing that's next.*

Thorin: I would not trust, Thranduil, great king, to honour his word, should the end of all days be upon us.

Y/N: *sighs and looks down* Shit.

Thorin: I have seen how you treat your friends. We came to you once. Starving, homeless, seeking your help. But you turned your back.

Thranduil and Y/N: *looks at eachother but remains silent*

Thorin: *continues* You turned away from the suffering of my people. The inferno that destroyed us. Imrid amrâd ursul! (Die a fiery death)

Y/N: *loudly* Enough Thorin.

Thranduil: Do not talk to me of dragon fire. I know it's wrath and ruin. I have faced the great serpents of the north.

Y/N: *looks away from his scar*

Thranduil: I warned your grandfather what his greed would summon, but he would not take heed. You are no different.

*Gestures to the guards to take him away*

Stay here if you will and rot. A hundred years is a mere blink, in the eyes of an elf.

Thorin and gaurds exit

Y/N: Rather dramatic aren't we old friend? *smirks*

Thranduil: *refuses to look at you* Do not think I did not notice you turn away.

Y/N: *looks down* I cannot bear to look upon the pain I brought you. That day, that scar. It was meant for me.

Thranduil: Mellon nin, I would face the serpents once more if I were but to keep you safe.

Y/N: We went needlessly into battle. I was the one who should have-

Thranduil: Enough. You have spent a millennia repenting and punishing yourself for something I never blamed you for. I have nothing but fate to thank that it brings you back to my halls even if unwillingly. I have spent centuries waiting for your council again.

Y/N: *sighs and kneels* I have missed you Aran nin.

Thranduil: The Narrator does not kneel to a mere King in passing time, stand. I will not tell you again, lest my people think I have gone soft or mad.

Y/N: *grins* By the way you do know that they will escape.

Thranduil: And I guess I am not able to stop them?

Y/N: Nope.

Thranduil: Will you be joining them?

Y/N: *skips up to his throne and sits* All in due time my friend. Patience is a virtue.~

Thranduil: *picks her up with one hand by the scruff and sets her off his throne* Stop that. It is unbecoming. Go eat, tis the Feast of Starlight.

Y/N: Already on it! See ya later loser.

Y/N exits

Thranduil: *mutters from his throne* How they are able to switch between a child and an adult that is burdened with the fate of time, never ceases to confuse me.

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Aran nin= My king

Pethryn= Narrator

Almost 2k?! Thats a long boi for me.

Imagine being in the mines of Moria with the fellowship.

Pippin: Are we lost?

Merry: No 

Pippin: I think we are 

Merry: *shushes him* 

Y/N: Gandalf's thinking. 

Frodo: *notices Gollum* Y/N, Gandalf! There's something down there. 

Y/N: *turns to Gandalf* You wanna take this one?

Gandalf: *mutters* Not unless you wish to tell me the way.

Y/N: *grins* When in doubt Gandalf, when in doubt.

Turns to Frodo

Y/N: My dear, that would be Gollum. 

Frodo: Gollum?

Y/N: Yes, I think he’s been following us for three days now. Probably set free from the dungeons of Barad-dûr. He wants what you carry upon your neck. 

Frodo: The Ring?

Y/N: Yes, he will spend the rest of his life following where the ring goes, for he loves and hates the ring. Just as he loves and hates himself.

Gandalf: Sméagol’s story is quite a sad one.

Frodo:  Sméagol?

Y/N: Yes, that was what he was called. Before the Ring found him, and drove him mad.

Frodo: Pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance.

Y/N: Pity? No my dear boy.

Gandalf: It was pity that stilled Bilbo’s hand.

Y/N: *grits her teeth* Many that live deserve death

Legolas and Gimli : *both look at Y/N and frown*

Gandalf: And some that that die, deserve life. Can you give it to them Frodo?

Y/N: Do not be too eager to deal out death and judgement dear one. Even the very wise cannot see all ends.

Gandalf: *narrows his eyes at Y/N before turning back to Frodo* My heart tells me there is still some part for Gollum to play whether for ill or for good.

Y/N: The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.

Frodo: I wish the ring never came to me. I wish none of this had happened.

Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times. But that is not up to them to decide.

Y/N: All we can do, is to decide what to do with the time that was given to us.

Gandalf: There are other forces at work in this world and out of it Frodo, *glances at Y/N* besides the will of evil.

Y/N: Bilbo was meant to find the ring, and therefore you were meant to carry it. *grins down at Frodo* Now isn't that an encouraging thought?

Gandalf: Ah its that way!

Merry: He’s remembered!

Gandalf and Y/N: No.

Gandalf: But the air doesn’t smell so foul down here.

Y/N: *grins at Gandalf* When in doubt my friends, follow your nose.

Legolas: I thought it was follow your heart.

Aragorn: As did I

Y/N: Now now my dear friends, your heart goes third and your nose goes second!

Legolas: *puzzled* Then what goes first?

Both grin and look at each other

Aragorn: Her stomach.

Y/N: My stomach.

Sam: Quite wise of you miss Y/N.

Y/N: Thank you Sam.

All walk through the tunnel.

Legolas: *to Aragorn* Do you know what Y/N likes to eat?

Aragorn: Anything that she can get her hands on. Why so curious Legolas.

Legolas: *hurriedly* Just want to know what fuels such a dwarf sized human.

Y/N: I heard that.

Incorrect Quotes part 3

Legolas: Do not think I won't kill you dwarf. It would be my pleasure.

Y/N: *Quietly* I could give you pleasure.

Everyone: What?

Y/N: What?

Hey!

I really liked the lightness of writing posts, I have the idea that I really liked the lightness of writing posts, I have the idea that y/n He saw legolas with his hair and only his boxer shorts and is now blackmailing him into giving it back.He saw legolas with his hair and only his boxer shorts and now he is blackmailing him into giving him back (y/n) His blanket in front of the team His blanket in front of the team?

I would be grateful❤️❤️❤️

Alrighty righty, I'll try my best! (this will probably come in the form of Incorrect quotes since this wont be cannon to my time line!

Legolas: Y/N my dear, it seems as though you've lost something.. *smirking as he holds out a pair of undergarments*

Y/N: ... Alright pretty boy what do you want for 'em

Legolas: *grins wider* Whatever makes you think you can bribe an elven prince?

Y/N: Cause i have a pretty face? Give it here Elsa- *lunges at Legolas's hand*

Legolas: *smiles and raises his hand higher* Nuh Uh, you must try harder than that Mellon Nîn.

Y/N: *frowns* Well in that case..

Y/N clambers on top Legolas with a grin

Legolas: *splutters* What on middle earth are you doing?

Y/N: Nothing *grinning*

While Legolas is flustered Y/N Takes back the piece of clothing from Legolas.

Y/N: Y'know, if you wanted me on you, you could have just asked me Ernil Nin.

Legolas: I haven't the faintest idea of what you're talking about.

Y/N: Your words do not agree with the redness in your cheeks. Like I say so often. Try to hide your feelings better Mellon Nîn.

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Ernil Nîn= my prince I think