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amxranthiine · 3 years

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Hello! I'm the Redhead/Slytherin Harry ask, what I meant is is it possible to do headcanons for Harry with Lily's hair instead of James, and put into Slytherin house, for some reason I am just absolutely obsessed with this concept

omg yes okay lets do it

if harry looked more like lily than james, and was put into slytherin....

he would, in my opinion, definitely be friends with draco and all them.

also snape would have weird obsession with him like sir he is your student not your long lost love

i think he would still do everything in his power to stop voldemort though

and maybe recruit draco to help him with that.

in their younger years draco wouldn't really know what he was doing???? he just thought that he was bonding with his best bud??? because draco grew up with blood prejudice tattooed into his brain and death eater parents so in first - third year he would still be holding on to those views very strongly

speaking of best buds, harry and draco are the iconic duo!!! they go everywhere together!!! (they are 100% more than just friends you cannot change my mind)

snape still hates harry? but because he looks so much like his mother and snape feels so guilty

i really love the idea of harry growing his hair out, like fred and george in gof. like super crazy fiery hair that he just cannot control

if he wasn't the chosen one, he could be mistaken for a weasley

SPEAKING of weasleys

ron and harry are acquaintances,,, like they still met on the train and do get along well but the different house thing really just put a strain on their friendship

especially when harry befriended draco

hermione is also an acquaintance. they don't hate eachother but they also don't go out of their way to seek the other person out.

draco practically has to beg harry to cut his hair. enough said.

harry is on the slytherin quidditch team, but instead of seeker he's a chaser like james. he and draco make the team practically unbeatable.

dumbledore is veryyy disappointed that harry is a slytherin. that put a stopper on his future plans for sure.

speaking of dumbledore's plans, harry is ruthless to the dursley's. he is not afraid to stand up for himself and even fight with dudley if need be.

petunia is also a bit harsher on him because of this, and also because of his striking resemblance to lily - whom she did not have a good relationship with.

when fifth year rolls around, and umbitch is introduced, harry is a part of the inquisitorial squad, however he is also running the da on the side.

he does want to defeat voldy, especially after what happened to cedric.

before cedric died, him and harry were very good friends!! they were put into the triwizard tournament together, they went to eachother for advice and comfort.

because of the da, he becomes noticeably closer to ron and hermione, and there's a slight rift between harry and draco

draco knows whats going on, but because he values his friendship / partnership with harry, he doesn't say anything. not even when umbitch questions him about it.

oh i forgot about sirius and remus

honestly their relationships stay relatively the same as canon. only after they get over their suspicions of harry - with him being a slytherin and close with the malfoys.

honestly theyre just glad he's alive

he looks so much like lily they think it's scary. but theyre 100% grateful the only child of james and lily is alive and well - and actively fighting the threat of you know who.

anyways back to normal programming

because he's the second slytherin prince, basically the slytherin king, a lot more slytherins are in da.

eventually draco joins, much to every other houses dislike.

draco, harry, ron, and hermione are the main keys to fighting voldemort. they all become a friend group eventually, and each have their own roles to play in defeating voldy

everyone supports draco and comforts him when he reveals that he was forced to become a death eater, and the order uses that to their advantage

when the battle comes around, most of the slytherin house is defending hogwarts, even if it means going against their families.

just because they all believe a fellow slytherin- the chosen one at that- is dead, and he was the only one who helped them out of their forced beliefs and they want to repay him for that

after the battle, there is no more house rivalry thanks to slytherin harry, and the blood prejudice is almost completely dropped as purebloods find comfort and even love within muggleborns, vice versa

im gonna end it there just because i feel like there isnt much more to add. but this just makes me wonder what would have happened if slytherin had someone like harry within them to change basically everything? i love slytherins dont get me wrong, but what if a slytherin was in the tournament instead of ced, and they died instead? i think it would have rallied a lot of slytherins against voldemort and against their families beliefs.

sorry if this wasn't what you wanted anon!! this is just how i see it happening! i havent watched the movies in a while so im sorry if its lacking details you wanted :)

#harry potter x reader #harry potter oneshots #harry potter oneshot #harry potter imagine #harry potter imagines #harry potter one shots #harry potter one shot #harry potter headcanon #headcanon #requests

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amxranthiine · 3 years

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Is it possible to do Slytherin/Redhead Harry Potter for the headcanon requests? Thank you! I love your work ❤

could you please be a little more specific with your request? thank you darling! ❤️

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requests are open!

hi guys! i’ve decided to open my requests again as i want to start writing more and i’m lacking creative juices nowadays. however i have some rules: no smut! i am not comfortable writing anything nsfw. this includes incest, taboo, light smut, lemon, or anything of the sort. i only write headcanons as of right now, do not request something if you want an actual story. it’s easier, faster and more fun for me to write headcanons. please do not rush me if you request something. i will write it in my own time, rushing me only makes me not want to write your request. i only write for select characters from the tolkien universe and harry potter. here is a list of characters i will write for: tolkien universe - aragorn legolas thranduil boromir the fellowship (platonic) gandalf (platonic) elrond arwen eowyn thorin dwalin the company (platonic) harry potter - harry potter draco malfoy hermione granger fred weasley (only fred x reader) george weasley (only george x reader) the weasley twins (platonic or poly, fred x reader x george. no incest.) blaise zabini theodore nott pansy parkinson the marauders (poly or platonic, no wormtail.) james potter sirius black remus lupin lily evans if you request something and the character you have picked isn’t on this list, i will decide whether or not i am comfortable writing for them. the ones stated above are a definite yes from me. if you have requested something from me before and have not received it fully written, please resend it!

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amxranthiine · 3 years

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kalon

(n.) the kind of beauty that is more than skin deep.

request: Can I ask for platonic Thranduil with sister in law reader, reader is Legola's aunt and she saved Legolas' mother from dying but ended up paralyzed from waist down, needing to be on a wheelchair (let's pretend they have wheelchairs), and Thranduil is very grateful and helps reader a lot with things?

pronouns: she/her

a/n: like six months late but ITS FINE

warnings: ANGST n fluff. mentions of death and orc attacks. nightmares.

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“Nana? Nana! Wake up, nana, please! You have to wake up!” A little Legolas screams as he watches his mother and aunt’s bodies be carried in by his father’s guard. His mother was pale and lifeless - cold hands and dark eyes, staring back into his own blue orbs as he shook her body. Though, he felt no love from her stare. Nothing about her was the same, her soul had already been lifted from her fragile body.

Next to her lay his aunt, Y/n, his mother’s sister. She was alive but unresponsive, blood was leaving her body faster and faster each second, pooling beneath her like a crimson ball gown. From behind Legolas, his father, Thranduil, was quickly approaching the scene. Loud orders from him to his guards could likely be heard throughout the palace. One would be a fool to miss the fear, desperation and anger laced in his voice.

Y/n stirred from the commotion, her eyes burning and her body flaring in pain as she tried to become responsive once again. She could feel every centimeter of her wound, the sword that stabbed her was likely poisoned - and it embedded it’s way into her spinal cord. She could feel her life force being drained, the light becoming far too close for her liking. Even if she lived, she knew nothing would be the same - with her body and with her family. She had been too late to save her dearest sister, and that thought alone was almost enough to make her give up. However, her little sister left her a nephew and a brother, both of which would need guidance recovering from her sister’s death.

“My King Thranduil -” Started the Captain, though he was soon hushed by the horrified Elf. Thranduil was terribly shaken up, his hair was messy and his robes wrinkled, likely from the speed at which he was running.

Thranduil looked at his beloved Wife and sister in law, and he felt his blood run cold. There was - there was so much blood. His wife was nearly blue and unconscious, was she... No, he wasn’t think like that. He looked over to Y/n, where she was struggling to open her eyes, and groaning from the giant hole in her back. He could feel the tears in his eyes, and he knew deep down that his son no longer had a mother.

Y/n heard her brother in law approaching, and even though she was on the verge of death, she felt as though she had to be the one to break the news. “Thranduil?” She croaked, her throat dry and her lips cracked.

The King rushed to her, grabbing a waterskin in the process and lifting it to her lips. She coughed as she drank down as much as she could. “Y/n...”

She ignored the burning in her eyes and looked up at him, and suddenly, she wanted to cry. She didn’t have that much time left, and she had so much to say. Y/n attempted to take a deep breath, then said her last words.

“I’m so sorry, Thranduil. I - I couldn’t save her - I tried so, so - hard. Please, tell Lego - Legolas we loved him.” She used the last of her energy to say those words, and soon, her eyes slipped shut.

“No! Y/n! You can’t leave me! You can’t leave us! Legolas will need guidance. I will need guidance! Legolas just lost his mother, he can’t lose you too!”

The weight of losing both the love of his life and his sister crashed down on him, and he fell to the ground with a heartbroken scream. A tiny body forced itself into his lap as his son wept along with him, not knowing if he’d ever see his mother or aunt again. Thranduil’s arms wrapped themselves around Legolas as he rocked back and forth on the floor, weeping and crying out to the Valar, cursing them and asking to spare them.

Thranduil gasped for breath as he jumped awake, beads of sweat rolled down his face as he regained consciousness, the nightmare - no - memory he had tried so hard to forget was now engraved into his head once again. He felt the urge to go check on his, now paralyzed, sister in law. Her wounds from that awful day were fatal, but somehow she pushed through the worst of it.

Though, not without consequence. Apparently the blade had all but destroyed her spinal cord, and because of it she was paralyzed from the waist down. The healers told him that it was a miracle she was still alive.

He got out of bed and put on a velvet robe, ignoring the chill in his bones from the cold air. He quietly tiptoed to her room, trying to ignore the feeling of dread, likely the product of his nightmarish memory.

Soon enough, as it was right down the hall, he arrived at his sister's chambers and, as quietly as he could, opened the door. His heart dropped when he saw that she wasn't there, and her wheelchair was nowhere to be found.

Thranduil panicked, his mind buzzing for any clue as to where she could be. The kitchens? No, she has trouble reaching the cabinets, and the accident made it even harder for her to see. Legolas' chambers? Hard no. She could be quite clumsy and can't be quiet to save her life. Literally.

He was starting to panic. What if she was kidnapped? His dearest sister in law, kidnapped by the very creatures who paralyzed her in the first place? It seemed realistic. At least, it did to Thranduil - who was losing his mind from worry. Though the only way they could get into the palace was through the-

Of course! The Royal Gardens!

In his state of worry, Thranduil had conpletely forgotten that Y/n liked to go to the gardens when she was having a hard time, because it was one of the only places that reminded her of her sister, the place where they had the most memories.

He took off towards the Gardens, not really caring about it being in the middle of the night as Elves were light on their feet anyway. In moments he was standing before her, nodding at the guards who took place at the Garden entrance.

Y/n was laying on the grass, her wheelchair was forgotten next to her, and she was playing with an orchid she had plucked, twirling it between her fingers carefully. Thranduil's heart throbbed as he realized that orchids were his wife's favorite flower, and that Y/n was missing her as much as he did. If not more, the sisterly bond between them was something he had never seen before.

He cleared his throat, alerting the woman if his presence. Her head turned slightly to the left as a way to acknowledge him.

"You scared me, Y/n. I couldn't find you, so I assumed the worst." He muttered quietly and sat down next to her.

She chuckled, "You've known me for how long and you still don't know that I tend to... gravitate here?"

The King sighed, he had always known that she used jokes as a coping mechanism, a way to escape her reality. "Yes, yes, I know. I just... I was worried," He frowned, taking the delicate flower from between her fingers. She paused, and he could practically see the gears grinding in her head out of his peripheral vision.

"You're having nightmares again, aren't you?" She asked, and he could feel her eyes burn into his head.

"They aren't just nightmares, Y/n," He twirled the flower absentmindedly, "they're memories."

This time, it was her who sighed, "Of that day?" She questioned, already knowing the answer, but his nod only confirmed it.

"I miss her," Y/n said, looking up at the night sky. Thranduil went to say something, but she held one finger up. "Let me finish. Sometimes I wish it were me who died, instead of her. She had you and Legolas to come home to, and I didn't really have anyone. Yes, I had family here, you and my nephew for example, but my sister was your wife and his mother, and the queen for crying out loud. Why am I saying this? I honestly have no clue. I suppose my point is... After the accident, I was overwhelmed in guilt and sadness. I didn't really focus on the fact that I was alive because of you. You and Legolas have taken care of me since day one and I can't remember if I've thanked you for that. So... Thank you. For helping heal my mind, and my body, even if their isn't much left of it. I am eternally grateful for you, brother."

Thranduil stared at her, and Y/n sniffled. At some point along the way she had started crying, and he felt like he was going to as well. He pulled his sister into his arms and held her tight as she cried, holding onto one of the last pieces of family he had left with an iron grip.

"You do not have to thank me, sister. You are family and you will be treated as such, even during hardships such as that one. If anything, I should thank you for being there for both Legolas and I while we were grieving, even if you weren't in the best state yourself."

Y/n giggled, much to Thranduil's delight. The sound had pulled a small smile onto his face and they both relished in the quiet for a moment.

Finally, Y/n pulled away, wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her robe. "Alright, my King, help me up."

Thranduil laughed, a very merry sound, and helped her into her wheelchair. "As you wish, my Lady."

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amxranthiine · 3 years

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imagine being the ex-friend of the slytherin crew. [she/her] (no voldy bc ew)

had this thought at 3am last night while fangirling with my friend last night. sorry for any errors <3

angst, mentions of parents disowning child, blood prejudice, mention of childhood/forbidden crush

- [ ] you had known draco, blaise, theo, pansy, astoria and daphne since you were very young.

- [ ] since you all were two to be exact. your parents were close and your birthdays weren't too far apart, so it was only natural that you all became a crew growing up, anxiously waiting for your eleventh birthdays.

- [ ] you all were inseparable. you learned to fly together, talk together, walk together... hell, you had all learned you were wizards together.

- [ ] you were always closer to blaise than the rest of the crew. you were younger than him, though not by much, and he seemed protective over you. as inseparable the rest of you were, blaise couldn't go anywhere without you, and the same goes for you to him.

- [ ] how ecstatic you were when you all got your hogwarts letters! you were going to be in the same year and hopefully, probably, the same house!

- [ ] it was expected of you all to be in slytherin, all coming from very long lines of prestigious pureblood serpents.

- [ ] the other six were more than confident that they would all be in slytherin together. you? not so much.

- [ ] you were very nervous, to say the least. you didn't portray the slytherin traits as much as the others.

- [ ] and when pansy or blaise would try to reassure you that it would be fine, you couldn't help but wonder if they were trying to convince you or themselves.

- [ ] and because you didn't portray the serpent traits, that made them all extremely protective of you. blaise especially, draco and theo coming close in second, and the girls just wanted to make sure you were okay.

- [ ] but the moment the sorting hat yelled out a name that wasn't slytherin, everything stopped.

- [ ] your friendships with your lifelong friends, your crush on blaise (okay, that didn't go away), everything you grew up with just... disappeared.

- [ ] your now ex-friends wanted nothing to do with you, even your parents didn't want to speak to you. your housemates were cruel, jesting about how you were a stain on their house, and a snake deep down.

- [ ] it was safe to say you had no one.

- [ ] the crew started being mean to you somewhere around christmas of first year. before then, they had just ignored you. just like everyone else.

- [ ] after christmas though... they seemed to have a new hatred for you.

- [ ] especially blaise, which hurt the most. you swore you were seeing things when you thought you saw sadness somewhere in his eyes whenever he was rude to you.

- [ ] you were alone for the remainder of first year, and for the first two months of second.

- [ ] that's when you met luna, neville and ginny. you guys were thick as thieves, and for the first time for two years, you were actually happy.

- [ ] of course, your childhood friends were still mean to you, nothing had really changed on that part. but you were... happier, and that hurt them. because you happier without them, and that wasn't how it was supposed to be.

- [ ] they supposed they should be glad that you were doing better. last year, they were going mad out of worry for you. apparently you had stayed at hogwarts for christmas out of request from your parents, and it was christmas day when the adults told the rest of them to stop associating with you.

- [ ] it remained fairly passive over the next few years, you remained close with luna, neville and ginny, and had even befriended the golden trio and the twins!

- [ ] the serpent squad didn't like that too much, but they supposed your current friends were better than no friends, and as long as you were happy, they were happy

- [ ] but they still continue their kind-of bullying. they weren't as cruel to you as they were to others, but words still hurt and boy do they have a snake's tongue on them.

- [ ] blaise could hardly stand being away from you but his mother had made him swear that he would not associate with you, the blood traitor.

- [ ] all he wanted to do was hold you, but he rather bullied you instead.

- [ ] it was the beginning of sixth year when draco and pansy had gone too far. the other four were just watching blankly, trying not to let their discomfort show as the two reprimanded you, mocked you, and insulted you in the middle of the great hall. calling you a blood traitor, a stain of your family name and house name, and even going as far as saying "no wonder your parents don't want you, just look at you!" while the all the slytherins around them laughed. or at least, pretended to.

- [ ] you had looked at them for a long time, teary eyed and red faced, just trying to understand what you did to deserve this. until you nodded your head, said "okay," and walked out of the great hall.

- [ ] they heard your friends call your name, your closest ones even running after you.

- [ ] theo and blaise looked like they were about to beat draco to death, astoria and daphne were just disappointed in pansy, they knew how much she missed you, and yet she ruined any chance of you forgiving them.

- [ ] blaise eventually decided against killing the blonde and ran after you, the rest following suit after a moment.

- [ ] it didn't take them long to find you, sobbing against a wall with your head in your hands, ginny, nev and luna all crowded around you. rubbing your back and whispering reassurances in your ear.

- [ ] "i don't know what i did to deserve that," you cried, sniffling as you wiped your nose on your sleeve and looked and ginny.

- [ ] "oh love, you didn't do anything," the ginger said, wrapping her arms around you.

- [ ] "don't listen to them, y/n! they're just prats!" assured nev, leaning against the wall awkwardly, with one hand on your back.

- [ ] luna played with your hair, "yeah, y/n, they don't deserve your love and kindness."

- [ ] "thank you guys. i mean it. without you three i don't know where i would be." you laughed, but no part of it was humorous.

- [ ] draco, being the blonde he was, decided it was a good time to intervene, "hopefully alive, haha."

- [ ] the six of them had come out from around the corner, feeling ashamed and wanting to hit themselves for making you cry.

- [ ] "what do you lot wanf? haven't you done enough?" asked ginny, placing herself in front of you.

- [ ] "yes but.."

- [ ] "no, you don't get to talk. now piss off before you do even more damage."

- [ ] "we just want to apologize," said blaise.

- [ ] you scoffed, "a bit late for that."

- [ ] pansy looked down, "we're really sorry, y/n, for what just happened and for everything the past six years. you know how our families are and they told us to stop talking to you... so we did."

- [ ] all feelings of sadness were gone now, pansy's words has ignited a flame within you, one you've been holding in for years.

- [ ] "stop talking to me? so that gave you permission to be bloody awful to me? merlin's beard, you six were worse than umbridge on her bad days! you could have just... i don't know, explained what happened in first year? and apologized for abandoning me? and maybe we could still be friends! but no, you lot ruined any chance of that ever happening again. so thank you for that." you paused to take a breath. your audience was wide eyed and shocked, not quite believing you had such anger in you... but oh man, you weren't done yet.

- [ ] "and let me just say, blaise, your insults hurt the most. merlin, i thought the world of you. i thought you were my everything. but that all just went away the moment you thought not associating with me, meant making my life a living hell."

- [ ] you were, once again, crying. you took a deep breath and sadness took over you once again, you mumbled an "excuse me" and took off down the corrider.

- [ ] the serpent squad was stunned. they hadn't realised what they did effected you that much. blaise was upset with himself, disappointed, even. he felt the same about you, even if you both were too young for it to be love, and now he knew he never get it pack.

- [ ] theo cleared his throat and tried looking anywhere but at the trio in front of them, who were looking at the six with anger and disappointment.

- [ ] "you guys couldn't even begin to understand what she's been through," neville said after moments of awkward silence. "not long after the sorting ceremory, her parents sent her a letter, practically disowning her. before that, you guys abandoned her. she was alone for nearly a year and a half before we met her. and by merlin she was a wreck."

- [ ] ginny and luna chuckled, not out of humor, but out of irony. this situation was similar to the situation you were in when you met them.

- [ ] neville ignored them, and the curious stares the six were giving him, and continued, this time fueled by anger.

- [ ] "we were the ones who picked up the pieces. we were the ones who made sure she didn't die after losing everything she had ever known. we were the ones who made her smile again, happy again. we picked up the pieces because you weren't there, and you were exactly what had caused it in the first place." neville spit out the last sentence as if it were venom, hoping to hurt them as much as they hurt you.

- [ ] they were all on the verge of tears, daphne and astoria were holding each other and looked to be in the most pain, because they missed you the most.

- [ ] "i hope you lot are happy with yourselves, you're about five years to late to the pity party."

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amxranthiine · 3 years

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Who would you be in a fantasy society

im just here for a good time but i feel so attacked rn

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BRUTAL (thorin's company x fem!reader) (platonic)

imagine: you, a 17 year old girl from our world, being thrown into middle earth. how would the company react to you listening to, and singing, brutal by olivia rodrigo? (she/her pronouns)

- [ ] it was like a weird dream come true when you were tossed into middle earth like a puppet, and adopted by the company when they found you in the woods.

- [ ] even weirder when you found out you had your phone and earbuds on you, and they worked without wifi!

- [ ] though you didn't bother checking to see if your phone worked until after 2 and a half weeks with the company, and on particularly boring day, you decided to check and see just for funsies (and you were going absolutely bonkers with all the masculine energy around)

- [ ] so, like any normal person would do, the first thing you did was put in your earbuds and turn on your favorite playlist.

- [ ] brutal just happened to be the first song that played, and boy were you overjoyed. in a way, you related to the lyrics. emotions from the expectations from two worlds, as well as being a teenage girl, were built up and in desperate need of release.

- [ ] you were dancing around, well, dancing as much as you could, seeing as you were on a pony

- [ ] singing the song like it was going to save your life! and in a way, it had.

- [ ] but it had also caused quite a few mini heart attacks when the company heard the song blaring out of those little wires. what were they called again?

- [ ] they had never heard anything like it! and your singing, boy oh boy did it terrify them.

- [ ] because you were singing. about dying. and being insecure. and hating your life.

- [ ] i don't think they understand the fact that it was just a song.... even though they've put on quite a few shows in their days.

- [ ] and i'm so tired that i might quit my job, start a new life. and they'd all be so disappointed cuz' who am i, if not exploited?

- [ ] the way you sang so passionately, and aggressively, they were shocked! who the hell are these awful people you were singing about?

- [ ] and i'm so sick of 17, where's my fucking teenage dream?

- [ ] woah, okay, baby human just swore like a sailor. ori nearly got a nosebleed from blushing so hard!

- [ ] kili and fili were silently jamming out to your singing, finding it amusing, and kind of a good song! (don't tell dori that, he was steaming out of his ears for saying these things around ori!)

- [ ] dwalin was kind of getting into it too... a head bop once in a while, or a foot tap in his stirrup.

- [ ] thorin ignored it, as usual.

- [ ] all i did was try my best, this the kinda thanks i get? unrelentlessly upset.

- [ ] gloin was glaring at you. he didn't like you in the first place, and he just found this annoying and needless.

- [ ] nori and bofur were, albeit, trying to sing along with you, but it just came out as muffled words and off-key hums

- [ ] they say these are the golden years, but i wish i could disappear. ego crush is so severe, god, it's brutal out here!

- [ ] at that you were playing an invisible guitar with your hands, banging your head and having no care for anything other than your music.

- [ ] balin, bombur and gandalf were laughing, highly amused by the scene. they all needed something to lift their spirits, and this was... unexpected?? but highly appreciated.

- [ ] bifur and oin were slightly confused... hot really understanding what was happening but still having a grand old time.

- [ ] bilbo was even humming along! he didn't understand what was happening, but he had a grin on his face and was enjoying the show.

- [ ] thorin was thorin. but in a good way? kind of? let's just say, it was easy to tell where the princes got their humor from. the smirk and bright eyes gave it away, mr king under the mountain.

- [ ] they were all kind of concerned for the self-deprecating lyrics, but you didn't seem at all upset by it, so why would they be?

- [ ] by the time the song came to an end, your face was red and sweaty, your throat was sore from singing, and your hair was an absolute disaster. it was still a shock to find 13 dwarves, a hobbit and a wizard all staring at you with smiles on their faces

- [ ] gathering your breath, you huffed and looked at them all one by one

- [ ] "what? it's a good song!"

- [ ] chuckles were heard from everyone, even dori... who had to admit that it was kind of funny.

- [ ] you made the company's day go from bad to great in three minutes.

#lord of the rings x reader #lord of the rings oneshot #lord of the rings imagine #lord of the rings imagines #the lord of the rings #lord of the rings #the hobbit imagine #the hobbit imagines #the hobbit headcanons #the hobbit x reader #the company headcanon #lord of the rings headcanon #thorin's company imagines #thorin's company imagine #thorin's company x reader #thorin's company #the company x reader #the company

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amxranthiine · 3 years

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im crying these are golden

50 Durin House Rules And Other Declarations:

(everybody lives AU, cuz they deserve it)

1. Running off into the wild to pet a wild wolf is not an acceptable hobby.

2. Bringing said wolf home and giving it a name is also not an acceptable hobby.

3. Under no circumstances is Kili allowed to babysit.

4. It is necessary to lock the door at night. Princes might escape otherwise.

5. Hiding a wolf in your room is also not an acceptable hobby.

6. Weapons are not to be seen on the dinner table.

7. The breakfast table is the same table as the dinner table.

8. Feeding dwarflings ale until they pass out is no longer allowed.

9. Thorin is not allowed to be alone in the treasure room.

10. Gross medical issues are to be discussed with Oin. Not with family at the dinner table.

11. If gross medical issues are inevitable during dinner, Kili is to be removed immediately to prevent inappropriate jokes.

12. Important secrets are not to be trusted to Fili.

13. “Fuck The Elves” is not an acceptable slogan for a themed party.

14. Even if, you do in fact, mean to fuck the elves.

15. “Fuck The Elves” is also not an acceptable slogan for a t-shirt.

16. “Fuck The Elves” t-shirts are not allowed to be sold.

17. “Fuck The Elves” t-shirts are not to be worn during important meetings with the Mirkwood elves.

18. No walking around the house without any clothes.

19. For every swear word spoken, a gold coin must be tossed in the “no swearing jar”.

20. “Tree-shaggers” is considered a swear word.

21. Wild wolves are also not allowed in Dale. Even if you dressed them up and taught them how to walk on their hind legs.

22. Fili and Kili are not allowed in the throne room without supervision.

23. If Dis says no, don’t run to Thorin and ask the same question.

24. You know Thorin doesn’t do well when arguing with women, so don’t manipulate him into it.

25. Dressing in black and standing in front of the mountain yelling “Winter Is Coming”, is not a fun way to announce snow.

26. Calling Bilbo a “Robbit” is not funny.

27. Parties are no longer allowed to be held without the permission of Thorin.

28. Using the “I am the future king” card will not work against the “I am the current king” card. Not even when you threaten him with old age.

29. Imitating Thorin when he had Dragon-Sickness is considered treason and is punished with running three laps around the mountain.

30. This also counts for royal family.

31. Knocking on Kili’s door at three AM is not funny. You know it scares him.

32. Under no circumstances are Fili and Kili allowed to see the Gremlin movies.

33. Stop referring to Balin as “Santa” around Christmas time.

34. Don’t YOLO anything.

35. Gandalf is not allowed to be alone with Kili.

36. Thorin is not allowed to get his entire head tattooed like Dwalin.

37. Don’t use expensive words to Fili and Kili. They genuinely do not understand it.

38. You can only use five sarcastic comments in a conversation with Dis.

39. We did this for your own safety.

40. Do not play hide and seek in the treasure room.

41. Dwalin is not your personal bodyguard, so don’t force him to come with you every time you visit Dale.

42. Bringing a mountain lion home as an alternative for the wild wolf is definitely NOT considered an acceptable hobby.

43. Fili is not allowed to cook anything. Ever.

44. Threatening to cut your brother’s hair off when you’re losing a game is not considered a “practical joke”.

45. This also counts for Dis.

46. Saying your wild wolf is not a normal wolf but a Direwolf is not a good excuse.

47. Dressing up in bright pink dresses during dinner is not considered a proper dresscode.

48. Especially the ones that are way too small. We can see everything down there.

49. If Fili asks you to kill a spider, no matter the size, kill it, because if you will not, he can, and will, burn down the mountain.

50. Wolves are not allowed within a five mile radius of the mountain.

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thorin's company x teenage!human!reader (platonic)

hi i had this idea and i cant get it out of my head so here we go:)

imagine being a young, human teenager in the company (literally a baby in the dwarves eyes) and them being absolutely outraged to find out that you *technically* should be married. (because early human culture am i right?)

she/her pronouns / fem!reader

- [ ] the dwarves were horrified when gandalf dragged you along with them

- [ ] because you looked like a child??? and you were a girl, a human girl????

- [ ] when you told them your age, somewhere between 13 and 17, they all immediately forgot that humans age differently, and were even more pissed because *oh mahal you were a baby*

- [ ] so when they found out from a lady in a passing village questioning "are any of these dwarves your husband?" and "why aren't you married yet?" their thoughts consisted of *WHAT THE FUCK*

- [ ] they questioned you about it, obviously, because you're literally baby... why did that woman ask if you were married yet?

- [ ] you were so nonchalant about it because it's all you've ever known, so you were like "yeah human woman are usually married off at 14, but obviously that didn't happen with me ahahaha."

- [ ] SO nonchalant. in your eyes it wasn't even an issue? just something that happens on a day to day basis where you come from

- [ ] the dwarves were absolutely DISGUSTED. even bilbo, where in the shire the women are at least 19 or 20 before they are married.

- [ ] you told them about how your parents had already picked a suitor for you, but gandalf came and whisked you away before the wedding.

- [ ] they hated humans even more after that, specifically human men. how dare they just take children as wives? and have no respect for them or their age? how dare men even look at women at all?

- [ ] as we all know, dwarves are very protective naturally, even more so towards their women since theyre so rare, you better bet that they would not let a man near you. at all. any and all men but be at least 20 feet away from you at all times.

- [ ] theyre so protective over you. will in fact chase away anyone who asks for your hand.

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amxranthiine · 3 years

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hi! i wrote a little poem about my ex, as a belated birthday gift! enjoy :)

this is not "oh please come back to me i miss you" sort of shit. this is self love, and healing. happy belated birthday dipshit.

after you left me

by amxranthiine

i hated myself

after you left me

didn't know what to do

after you left me

i thought we were going to be together

but definitely not

because after you left me

you ran straight to her

like josh to sabrina

in olivia's songs

heard you were talking to a girl

my friends and i hate

she's pretty...

and good at being a bitch

oh, and weren't you talking to another girl?

i think her names starts with a "k" ?

going to her house after school

it's all she posts about on her story

god, can't you tell

that we hate her too

because she's also a bitch

i hope you see that now

i wanted to be those girls

wanted to be in their place

and i prayed to a god that i don't believe in

for you would come back to me

and now i thank him that you didn't

because after you left me

i now know who i am

and i love her more than you ever could

thanks for reading this little vent/poem! really therapeutic.

#venting #ex boyfriend #original poem #poetry #i hate him #fuck men!#just to clarify i dont like those girls for more reasons than this lollll #its a long story #whew i needed this #havent written in a while #creative writing #writing #writer problems

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i have no words... wow. just wow

Another request for a 10 min fic extension for Slimy Kisses please? AHAHAHAHA i love your crack fics. This is what the fandom needs

SK Part 2:Consequences

Gollum x reader

Crack

Warnings: pregnancy, hella fricken weird read at your own risk

A/N: YOU GOT IT BBY- I know I said goodnight but I looked at the time, noticed a notification and immediately had to write it :) I didn’t finish in time 😭

Oh god what the hell- you’ve been puking for the past few days every morning. It couldn’t possibly be what you’ve eaten. All you’ve eaten was some bread rolls.

Maybe you’re coming down with a sickness?? That would suck balls since you now live in the middle of nowhere after marrying Gollum. Apparently the way to marry someone is through sex and that night in the cave definitely went much much further than-

O h

O H F-

Screams of terror echoed throughout the mountains, scaring every single bird in proximity of 500 Twix bars.

“This can’t be haPPENING nO frik frik FRICK” you chanted in your head. It echoed in your skull due to the lack of brain.

How the hell are you going to tell Gollum?? He’ll eat the child- oh god he’s the dad. What is the child even gonna look like?? Like a mix of a dead possum trampled by horses and a unicorns asshole??

Well I mean… a unicorns asshole is actually really pretty- thats besides the point.

The point is. You’re pregnant. It’s gollum’s child. You’ve been married- heck only known each other for a week. You can’t have a kid- you’re not young enough!! You’re not in your prime anymore like those old hags in town said.

They were right, you should’ve gotten married off at 13, maybe then you’d have a chance and not be having a Hershey bar melted in 112F heat of a child.

You take deep breaths, trying to calm yourself down. There’s no use screaming and losing your head about it. It’s happened. It’s done with. Now you have to deal with it.

The only question that rings through your head at the moment is “how will I tell Gollum?”

That thought is broken, and you jump 15 feet like those nasty ass jumping spiders in the toilet trying to climb up your booty hole when you hear a voice at the entrance of the cave.

“Wifffeyyyyy- I’m hoo

#this is definitely something #not what i was expecting #but thats okay #its still cackle worthy

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oh my goodness i can see it now, everyone just crossing their fingers that its not a sequel or anything remotely similar. the pure power you possess is astronomical

hello miss i have just come here to say that your fics are beautifully written and so f*ckin funny, especially slimy kisses !! always looking forward to your masterpieces !

Omg Thank you so much 🥰 it makes me so happy to hear that you like my work- but pls idk whether to cry or laugh or both at the fact that Slimy Kisses is becoming my legacy 😂😭

#slimy kisses best fic 2021

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definitely laugh. its something to be proud of !! you can make an entire fandom fall to your feet in horror at this 200 word fanfiction, i would say its a success

hello miss i have just come here to say that your fics are beautifully written and so f*ckin funny, especially slimy kisses !! always looking forward to your masterpieces !

Omg Thank you so much 🥰 it makes me so happy to hear that you like my work- but pls idk whether to cry or laugh or both at the fact that Slimy Kisses is becoming my legacy 😂😭

#absolute chaos #just listening to the tolkien fandom as they cry in pure outrage and confusion #slimy kisses best fic 2021

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this is beautifully written and pure gold. i was cackling the entire time, so amazing

10 minute fic challenge with Smeagol/Gollum, with the quote “Please just kiss me already.”

Slimy Kisses

Smeagol x Reader

A/N: Someone get me some bleach please. Time taken to write this, 8 mins 50 seconds.

Today has to be the worst day of your life. One moment you're vibing by yourself, hiking amongst the mountains. When out of nowhere it started to rain. It was as cold as the tundra, not that you would know what the felt like. The cold seeped into your bones like hammers on nails. It was awful.

Thankfully, you found a cave to protect yourself from the weather. Pure relief filled your veins once your got a fire started and sat down, enjoying the warmth. But of course, your luck didn't stop there.

A creature, gangly and sickly looking shared that cave with you. Staring straight into your soul. His eyes were the most beautiful shade of blue you've seen in your entire life. It even rivaled with the Lady Galadriel's beauty.

At first, you dreaded having him in the cave with you, as you had no extra food to share. However, after some time, he proved to be great company. So many joked were shared about eating each other, picking bones out of each others teeth and so many more that others will never understand.

By the time the rain let up, you almost didn't want to leave. He understood you when no one else did. And because of that, you invited him to join you on your journey. One that he accepted.

The two of you cleaned up the cave, and packed your bags. As you struggled to tie off your pack, a breadroll falls out of it.

Right as you reach to pick it up, He does aswell. You both look up, making eye contact with one another. Hearts beating insync, lust filling your blood.

You spoke first, "Please just kiss me already."

And thus, you and Smeagol shared a slimy, heated makeout session in a barren, dusty cave.

#im crying #laughing through the pain #what the hell #i love you lady latte but this is too far #i can excuse the saruman fic #but this is too much

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