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Almost four months in and still not over that hand around his waist.

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David Tennant: * Blinks *

Us:

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Lotr where everything is the same except Boromir is the only character who isn’t a muppet.

Every single other character that appears is played by a muppet. But Boromir is still Sean Bean.

My man would be so, so confused it would be great.

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Thinking of how Legolas began to feel the call of the sea, irresistible and overwhelming, during the quest and yet waited until everyone in the fellowship died before leaving. Except Gimli of course, who he took with him.

He waited decades out of love and friendship.

Thinking about Merry and Pippin buried next to Aragorn.

Thinking about Eomer who called for Merry at the end of his life, to see him one more time before he passed away.

Thinking about Sam who, after Rosie passed away, left Middle Earth to see Frodo one more time before his own death.

Thinking about Legolas and Aragorn singing for Boromir, Merry and Pippin who owe their lives to him praising his deeds and bravery.

Thinking about Gimli, who walked the Path of the Dead out of love of Aragorn and visited Fangorn forest out of love of Legolas.

Thinking about Gandalf, who feels responsible for the heavy burden he placed on Bilbo and Frodo, and who took them with him to Aman, traveling with them one last time to bring them somewhere where they will finally know peace.

The love i have for them.

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Making these is my free therapy

I mean i have so many

And it’s hard sometimes to match them, i am sure about some but about some not, so i want your opinions

Also it’s all for shits and giggles anyway

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when i was writing my mini aziraphale series thingy my auto correct kept correcting “angel” to “bagel” and it was making me giggle, so i poorly put these together at 4 in the morning in like 2 minutes and would like to share. they’re so unfunny that i find them hilarious

i took the first image from here, rest are from good ol’ google

bonus: me struggling to spell “stock”

#good omens #aziraphale #good omens aziraphale #im sleep deprived #please send help

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“How it all began.” Aziraphale x reader (part 3, demon!reader)

part 1, human!reader | part 2, angel!reader

a/n: once again there’s no actual order to these since there’s no overall story. this is the last one though so yipe! i have an aziraphale x crowley story im working on from my noggin (i came across a story in genesis i wanted to write about) and then i’ll get to the requests i’ve had (thank you btw, i’ll get around to them all eventually. feel free to send more in the mean time)

synopsis: after meeting the angel, you become somewhat obsessed with him. after a couple of hundred years of teasing, you decided to finally make a move on him

warnings: twitter slander, kinda. also slightly suggestive at the end, sorta. somewhat. to an extent. g!n reader.

words: ~900

requests are open and encouraged!

Like most demons, you didn’t like angels. You weren’t particularly evil, but you didn’t like God or agreed with her “divine plan”; as well as how she will treat the people that will later be created. You also didn’t like the lack of power and say you had in heaven. So, during the revolution, you finally felt as if you had a voice, and took park in the war. However, you was punished by being outcasted from heaven along side the other millions of angels, becoming the demons that occupied hell.

When humanity was still in its early days, you was appointed to figure out a way to get people to not believe in God; which wouldn’t exactly guarantee their souls to hell, but it would make them be more likely to sin, God is allegedly less forgiving to those that don’t worship her. You came up with the idea of making it look as if Earth is a lot older then it is, you made up other gods and deities for humans to follow. And even worse, you influenced humans to create Twitter.

You spent most of your time in hell, keeping track of sinners and demonic organisations. On the rare occasion you went up to Earth, you did more mischievous things than downright evil; you weren’t particularly fond of directly harming others, but sometimes your actions would trigger such things. You specifically enjoyed creating illusions to confuse people, which caused mass hysteria on a handful of occasions; changing direction signs to get people annoyed, which caused a lot of fights; and changing around controls to mess up people’s works, which also caused a lot of fights.

You particularly enjoyed to mess with this angel you was made aware of in 1518. You began the dancing plague in whats now modern France, you didn’t mean for it to get as out of hand as it did, human brains are just easily influenced and took it too far, yeah let’s go with that. You found it amusing regardless. It ended when the angel, Aziraphale, came to the town and miracled their ailment away. You wasn’t too bothered by it, you was planning on stopping it soon anyway since you started getting bored.

However, you became extremely intrigued by the angel. He didn’t seem like most of the other angels you’ve come across, he understood the nuances within humans, to an extent. He liked their food and culture, their music and clothes. He was extremely fascinating. And he found you particularly interesting too, he liked you for the same reason he originally liked Crowley: your insights on issues was extremely complex, and you seemed surprisingly good natured for a demon.

Since you never really did anything *too* evil, he didn’t mind your random appearances and hanging around. Despite you intervening with some of his plans, and the occasional nonsensical rearrangement of his shop (which Crowley would encourage), he was still relentlessly kind to you, you didn’t really understand it.

After a few hundred years, he actually started to look forward to your visits to his shop. Sometimes there would be a few days in between, maybe a year or two. He would never admit it of course, he doesn’t even like admitting it to himself. But he can’t deny that every time he hears the bell over the door chime and see you walking in, his face lights up and he feels warmer then he did before, he always immediately goes to greet you with a hug. That’s not something you’d do with just anyone, you think at least.

You also have to admit, you became soft for the angel. Once you discovered that he was easy to fluster, you took to teasing him over mildly inconveniencing him. You did still have fun doing that occasionally though. Unlike him, you wasn’t exactly quiet about your feelings for him, but he didn’t actually think you was being serious. He thought you was just trying to mess with him.

You was having a nice conversation with him, over a warm cup of Tetley tea (it’s the best tea don’t come for me). You was giving him a mischievous look, that paired with you sitting closer to him then normal made him feel quite nervous. “Why are you looking at me like that?” He finally says. “Like what?” You tilted your head, a small smirk creeped on your face. “I don’t know… It’s like you want to eat me or something!” He exclaimed. You just chuckled and kept staring at him for a while before answering.

You leaned in closer to him, “Is it making you nervous, angel?” He leans back a little bit, he shifts in his seat. “No.” It wasn’t convincing, it just made you smile wider. “I don’t think it’s very fair to tease someone like that y/n.” He added, giving you his signature sassy side eye as he took a sip of his tea, still looking uncomfortable.

You stood up, taking the cup and saucer from his hands, putting it down on the desk. You rest your hand on the arm of his chair, looking down on him. “No I don’t want to eat you, but I do want something else.” You lean in closer so he can feel your breath on his lips, “And it’s not teasing if I mean it, darling. It’s being honest.”

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“How it all began” Aziraphale x reader (part two, angel!reader)

part one, human!reader | part three, demon!reader

a/n: there’s not an over arching story between the each parts, so they can be read in any order

synopsis: over the thousands of years humans have been on earth, you slowly started to develop feelings for the angel known as aziraphale. seemingly randomly, you decided to ask him how he feels about you, g!n reader

warnings: takes place after ww2, so mentions of the damage it caused to london

words: ~700

requests are open and encouraged!

You didn’t know of Aziraphale until the first sin was committed. You was sent down to the garden to do a report to keep “on file” (you had no idea what this meant, but did as you was told regardless). Water was falling down from the sky heavily, you didn’t like the feeling of it. It made your hair stick to your face and your robes feel heavy, not pleasant at all. You was told that the garden was a beautiful and lush paradise; however, by the time you got there it seemed to have began to rot. You found Aziraphale sitting on the eastern wall, looking out to nothing.

“Are you Aziraphale?” Your sudden presence seemed to startle him. “Oh yes, that would be me.” He giggled, looking nervous. “Okay great!” You smiled, sitting next to him, putting the book you was holding in your lap, opening it to a blank page. The water seemed to trickle off the pages, causing no damage. He explains to you about how Adam and Eve got tempted by a demon disguised as a serpent, as well as how he “lost” his sword quite sheepishly. You seemed more interested in the humans though, and he happily shared with you some of the wonderful things about them he learnt.

You enjoyed talking to him, he seemed a lot kinder than most of the other angels in heaven. Most angels didn’t really conversate. He seemed quite fond of you too. Over the millennia, whenever you came to Earth you would visit him, he would give you updates on what was going on in humanity, share new foods for you to try, tell you about the things him and his weird grumpy friend would get into, you figured out he was a demon, but since you’ve never been told directly, you decided it wasn’t worth bring it up, plausible deniability and all.

It was towards the end of September, 1945. The war was officially over, it have been for a few weeks now. Despite this, much of London was destroyed. The people seemed hopeful and optimistic, but the scars of war was clear by the way they searched the rubble, and by the way the way they’d stand at train stations waiting for their child to return to them.

Aziraphale treated you to some ice cream and took you on a walk though Finsbury Circus Gardens. He recalled all that happened during and before the war, since you haven’t been on earth since 1913. You always listened to him with such awe and fascination. Humanity was so interesting to you, you was always surprised at how much changes in just 30 years. Life on Earth seemed way more exciting than heaven.

Over time, you started to feel something for him, you wasn’t too sure what it was. You knew of love from some of the books you’ve read in his shop, but you never understood it enough to notice that’s what it was. But as you sat there on a bench with him, listening to him talk, you felt a massive draw to him, and he was feeling it too. You was staring at him intensely as he was looking out onto the scenery. But as he turned his head to meet your eyes, he went a slight shade of pink, that must have been significant. right?

Not spending much time around humans means that you don’t understand social interactions as much as Aziraphale does. In all honesty, you didn’t really understand any of the ‘rules’ at all. So you’ve always been quite bold in his eyes, however he was taken by surprise when you just ask him, “Are you in love with me?” The question was of genuine curiosity, because of what he was feeling was love then that must be what you’re feeling too.

He blinks, his face turning more of a red colour. “Oh- Um- Well.” He stammers, trying to figure out an appropriate way to respond. He takes a breath, regaining his composure, “I suppose I do really.” He chuckles at the situation, smiling back at you. His gaze softening as he saw how happy you looked. You looked the happiest he’s ever seen you, almost as happy as you were when you saw kittens for the first time. “So, what do we do about it?”

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literally my favourite game ever. the first chapter is free and can be played within two or three hours, i highly recommend it!

i literally see no one talking about it, i can’t find many posts about it on here at all. but it’s such fandom potential! it’s witty, it’s full of puns, it has puzzles, it’s adventured based, the characters are loveable. it’s genuinely such a blast to play i was so excited waiting for each new chapter to come out over time.

It never ceases to amaze me how many tiny, obscure fandoms simply exist and are loved by someone out there, no matter how niche the interest. There is literally something for everyone and it makes me marvel at how unique we are as individuals.

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“How it all began” Aziraphale x reader (part 1, human!reader)

part two, angel!reader | part three, demon!reader

a/n: this is for the poll i did, since he got such a landslide win i thought i’d do three parts. each “part” is a separate story though. i had such a big aziraphale brain rot thanks to this and i rewatched good omems between this and my last post. im posting this before bed, the other two will be up soon!

synopsis: you borrowed a book from aziraphale, and despite being ill, you decided to go and return it. during your brain fog however, you accidentally confess your feelings to him

warnings: mentions of the pandemic, doesn’t take place during it though. crowley being crowley. g!n reader

words: ~800

Requests are open and encouraged!

Aziraphale was very beautiful. Of course he would be, he’s quite literally an angel. You didn’t know this, yet. Even then, he has this sort of aura around him that drew everyone in. He’s kind, he’s sweet, he’s generous. He’s perfect. It wasn’t difficult to understand why you slowly started to fall for him. The little playful winks he would give you made your heart flutter, the way he would always do anything for you or get anything for you was the kind of love and care you’ve never gotten before. Even better, he’s like it with everyone, you don’t think there’s anyone nicer then him in the universe.

Despite his kind nature, he was still assertive and knew what he wanted. He was kind of stubborn, but he was never stubborn in the way that it impedes on his ability to see other peoples viewpoints, you had a deep respect for him because of this. He was fiercely protective of his books, they basically never left his shop, other then when you want to keep reading the one you decided to pick up that day, then he would let you take it home for the night.

This leads to where you are now. You’re sick, but you needed to return a book Aziraphale kindly let you borrow the day before. You felt bad going out ill of course, but you wanted to stay true to your promise. So you decided to throw on a mask you had chucked in the drawer somewhere from the pandemic a few years ago. You treated the books he let you borrow like they were some kind of precious treasures, handling each page with utmost care and reverence. You guarded your bag like your life depended on it on the tube, hoping no one would even dare to come near you.

By the time you walked to the shop, you was completely exhausted, almost on the verge of collapse. You knew it was stupid considering how ill you was, but it all honestly you didn’t really take it that seriously, which is why you didn’t realise you was as ill as you were until you entered the book shop, almost falling on top of Anthony (Crowley) from exhaustion. He mumbled some not very kind words towards you, most likely calling you some form of an idiot as he ushered you to the couch by Aziraphale’s desk. You flop on it and he walks away upstairs, rolling his eyes.

You was only laying there, feeling sorry for yourself for a few moments before you heard the fast footsteps of the angel coming down to great you. “Oh my! Why are you here when you’re so ill.” He questions after feeling your head, you was burning up. You just pointed to the bag you discarded on his desk, only mumbling out “book.”

You rolled onto your back, he found your theatrics quite amusing. “You don’t need to wear that, dear, it’s a bit too dramatic.” He chuckles as he removes your mask. “i don’t want to get you ill though.” You thrown as you watch him retrieve the book from your bag, gently putting it away and leaving your bag on a near by coat hanger. He couldn’t get ill, but you didn’t know that. And he wasn’t too sure on how to explain that to you, so he just avoided what you said.

“I didn’t need the book now, dear. It could have waited until you’re better.” He retrieved a thin blanket and placed it over your form, he wanted you to feel comfortable. He moved his chair to face you, sitting in it and watching you closely. You just grumble about how you made a promise and such, you don’t entirely remember what you was saying as you started to fall asleep.

He gently put his hand on your head, “It’s alright dear, you can sleep here if you’d like.” His touch made you immediately relax, there was something so comforting about being in his presence. You wasn’t entirely sure what took over you, but in your haze you took his hand, planting a small kiss on his palm, and letting it rest on your cheek and as you drifted off. You looked at him softly through sleepy eyes and whispered, “you’re so pretty.”

Aziraphale’s cheeks flushed a light pink. He kept his gaze fixed on you as he watched you fall asleep almost immediately afterwards. He was left lost for words, Crowley would tease that you had a crush on him, but he didn’t believe it entirely. He especially didn’t think you would do something that sweet and forward. He slowly moved his hand away, shaking his head to regain his composure, before planting a soft kiss on your sleeping forehead. “Sleep well, my love.”

By the time you’d have woken up, you was no longer ill. It must have been some kind of miracle, you thought to yourself. (wink)

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Writing a GO one-shot and I just had the realization.

I don't think Crowley tempts as a demon. I don't think he has a temptatious bone in his human-but-snake-like body. As much as he wants to believe it, I don't think he can tempt at all. I can't think of a single moment he actually does tempt someone, honestly.

I think Crowley merely suggests. He just brings up the idea that theres another option. Think about it:

"Dont want wine? Okay. Try an ox rib. You might like it."

"Don't agree with head office's rules? Okay. How about an arrangement then? Two birds, one stone."

"Don't want Armageddon to happen? Okay. Me neither. We can try to raise him on a neutral upbringing, kill him, or run away together. Which is best?"

He is not a demon. Demons tempt. And what he does? Not even remarkably close.

What he is, is a walking, talking suggestion box. And I'm so here for it.

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Hello! Is it okay if you write a Crowley x f!reader x Aziraphale where the reader has long hair that Crowley and Azi love to play with so they decide to go outside and create strong gusts of wind to play with the reader’s hair?

I love your work btw 😇 love from Scotland

a/n: thank you so much! i wasn’t entirely sure how to work in the wind thing into the story sorry, so at the end i did some bonus head cannons based on the general idea of them loving your hair. i hope you enjoy it ^^

“Blistering heat” Poly Aziraphale x human f!reader x Crowley

synopsis: during a particularly hot summer, you decide to go to aziraphale’s bookshop to keep cool, + bonus head cannons at the end, established relationship

warnings: assumed to have straight-wavy hair in the story, sorry to the 3A+ girlies, the head cannons have more variety though. also the head cannons may be mildly suggestive because having a bath together is mentioned

a/n: 40°C is 104°F, i don’t know fahrenheit so i relied on google for that

requests are open and encouraged!

It was a relatively normal day in July. Well, not for the people in London. The year was 2022, on a Tuesday if you must know. It’s one of the hottest days on record, raising above 40 degrees celsius. This may not be that terrible for the rest of the world, but for the people of Britain, hell might as well have opened up. Because it pretty much did, some demon surely trigged this heatwave. But Crowley wasn’t quite sure who.

Speaking of the demon, he finds himself in Aziraphale’s book shop this particular afternoon; completely unbothered by what’s going on around him. The angel didn’t really seem to care either. Both wearing their usual attire reading whatever book they decided to pick up that day. You however, couldn’t stand the heat. You knew that Aziraphale blessed the bookshop to be the perfect temperature for whoever went in it, so you decide to brave the walk there after wasting away in your non-air-conditioned apartment. You cursed whoever decided to not make them common in the UK; not knowing that it was Crowley’s idea.

After closing the door behind you, you felt an verwhelming relief. The room immediately cooled your body as you dramatically walked to the boyfriend’s and collapsed onto the settee next to Aziraphale’s desk. You didn’t say anything to either of them and just laid there, face implanted in the soft red pillow.

“You alright darling?” The demon broke the silence. You only murmured incoherently against the pillow, probably saying something along the lines of “what does it look like”, before rolling over to the side to look at Aziraphale sitting on his desk. “You hair looks… uh, lovely!” Aziraphale smiles rather awkwardly. It in fact, didn’t look lovely. You haphazardly threw it in a bobble on your way there to prevent it from acting like a blanket. “Thanks, I decided I’d rather not die of heatstroke.” You replied sarcastically, sitting up.

Crowley got up and took the seat next to you, “May I?” He asked. You nod and he miracles the hair tie onto his wrist, making your long hair fall down your back. You still haven’t gotten used to them doing things like this. He brushes his fingers through it before plaiting it, placing a kiss on the top of your head after finishing. “It looks stunning but that’s not going to help much Crowley,” Aziraphale stands up and leans over Crowley, wrapping your hair in a bun and securing it with some clips. “All better!”

Crowley gives Aziraphale a dirty look, he notices this and holds the demons face giving him a kiss on the forehead. “Come now, there’s no need to be like that dear. There will be plenty more opportunities for you to do up her hair I’m sure.” He adds on, Crowley just scoffs and wraps his arms around you, leaning his head on your shoulder as he watched the angel sit back down at his desk.

He turns his attention back into you. “How would you like to braid my hair this time princess?” As you turn back to look at him, his hair is already below his shoulders. You smile, happily taking his hair in your hands.

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- They both absolutely adore your hair. They will take any chance they get to hold it, style it and/or brush it

- Aziraphale likes to lay you on his chest and just mess with it between his fingers

- Something you and Crowley have done together quite a few times now is have a bath together, he likes to help you wash your hair

- A few times one of them have made it purposefully windy when they’re out so they have an excuse to fuzz over and “fix” your hair

- Crowley adores humans and so he also love’s different cultures and customs, if you have kinky hair he likes to try out loads of different kind of braid styles on it, every so often on your days often he’ll come to your apartment with extensions, his favourite are micro braids, despite how long it takes

- Same goes if you have straight to wavy hair, he likes to try out different traditional European braid styles, his personal favourite is the Dutch braid

- On the other hand, Aziraphale likes to buy accessories for your hair, headbands, beads, clips, bows. If he’s out and sees something he likes he’ll always gift them to you, Crowley makes sure to incorporate them when he’s doing your hair

- A couple of times at your request they’ve miracled your hair to be different lengths/styles temporary for you to see what they’re like, it’s great being able to see before making any sudden decisions

- Crowley have also miracled your hair to look wacky at night so you have a little fright in the mornings, he never keeps it like it for long though

- Both of them are always carrying around at least one bobble with them at all times for you

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What it’s like being best friends with Aziraphale

synopsis: as the title says, g!n reader, you’re a human in this

warnings: none! other then i didn’t proof read, whoops

words: ~500

requests are open and encouraged!

- He’s quite literally an angel, so he’s the sweetest and most caring friend anyone could ever ask for, quite cheeky at times too though, balances himself out pretty well

- Unbeknownst to you, he usually miracles things for you, not everything of course. he lets you earn things yourself for the most part

- But those tickets you really wanted? You get first pick of seats. Really fancied some food from a specific place but they’re shut? He’s somehow at your door with it

- Being friends with him makes it basically impossible to not be friends with crowley, you also made the mistake of thinking they were in a relationship

- When gay marriage was legalised in 2014 you asked them when they was getting married, completely seriously

- Aziraphale gives the best hugs, he’s always warm and smells amazing

- It took a few years of friendship to learn that he was angel, and it was completely by accident. You walked into crowley and aziraphale quarrelling over something, but they both had their wings out, and crowley didn’t have his glasses on

- You was in shock for a few hours, your entire world view crumbling around you, (unless you already believed the bible, then you had some inner conflicts over getting along with a demon)

- He started to be more open to you and would talk to you about angel related things, even confiding in you about things he couldn’t talk to Crowley about, let alone another angel

- He always gave you book and music recommendations, he’ll just appear at your door every so often with a new book or record (or whatever medium you use, he doesn’t understand Spotify though) for you

- If you have a pet, Aziraphale basically treats it like his own, he’ll always be buying it treats/toys/supplies for it any chance he gets. You think he does actually see it as his own pet sometimes

- Casually mentioned to you one day that armageddon would be starting soon, you’ve never been so confused in your whole life

- Crowley then mentions that he’s off to try and stop it, didn’t see them both for a few weeks, then when they came back explained what happened in the most simplistic nonchalant way possible. Your brain hurt for days afterwards

- The end of season two didn’t happen and the three of you all lived happily ever after, you spent the rest of your days chilling with the two of them in Aziraphale’s book shop 👍

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Hello! I'm so happy to see that you followed me back so I hope it's alright if I send in a request. Could you please write something about Aragorn falling in love with a charming domestic witch, like a witch who's really sweet and sassy and has a big garden. Maybe he stops at her cottage seeking refuge and finds out she's a witch and they fall in love. I'm picturing Sophie from Howls Moving Castle mixed with a traditional witch of the woods type figure. Thank you so so much!

Also would you be interested in doing a matchup trade at some point? It's totally fine if not, I just figured I'd ask. Take care of yourself sweetie!

the match up is here if anyone is interested! thank you for the request, requests are always okay 🫡

Witch F!Reader x Aragorn

synopsis: this is about what a relationship would look like between a witch and the future king of godor, this takes place before the events of lotr. also just for story sake, the kind of witchcraft is mainly healing and potions. this is in the “how, when, what, where and why” style of head cannons

warnings: none! it is written with the reader being a female in mind but the only direct reference to that is the word “woman” being used, otherwise it could be considered gn

requests are open and encouraged!

How you met:

The ranger was out wandering the lands as he usually was, however he strayed particularly far this time and was a while away from the safety of the settlements of his people. A particularly strong storm fell that day, he remembered seeing your cottage as he ventured through the forest and decided to test his luck there to shelter himself from the rain.

He was welcomed, but you kept a close eye on him. You started up the fire at the fireplace for him to dry off, offering him towels and a change of clothes. He was shivering, so you offered him tea. Once he drank it he felt his body warm up, he could tell there was something special about it, which is when you revealed to him that your a witch and that the tea was a special tea that warms up the cold.

You told him about your practices and showed him out the window all the rare and valuable plants you grow for your potions, as well as the delicious and flavourful vegetables. He took interest in your vast book collection and knowledge. He was fascinated and you quickly became friends. Before parting ways you gave him a gift of some healing creams which speeds up the natural healing process, as well as giving him a protection jar.

When he realised he fell in love, where he confessed and why he realised:

He started visiting more and more as time went on, your hospitality, sweet nature and wisdom drew him in from the beginning, but as he got to know you more the charm and quirks of your personality made him become enamoured with you. He helped you with small tasks such as tidying up and helping you harvest your garden. Even going on fetch quests for things you needed from far off places. He would speak of you a lot to the people back at home and those he met on his journeys, talking about how caring and beautiful you were, even remarking that you’re an “incredible woman”

He realised it was love when he got particularly injured fighting orcs and came to you for help. As he watched you care for him, even with your snide but playful comments, he could only stare at you as you fussed over him, healing his wounds with ease, bandaging the particularly bad ones and effortlessly sewing the holes in his clothes while he was still wearing them.

“You really can be careless can’t you?” You tease as you put everything away after finishing. He suddenly stood up, taking both of your hands “Will you marry me?”

For once in your life you was left speechless for a moment, “You haven’t even courted me yet, Aragorn.” You chuckle. He is completely serious however, “I do not wish to continue for another moment without knowing that you are mine” is something that he said during the conversation.

What it’s like being in a relationship with him:

He’s extremely loyal and caring, he’s also extremely thoughtful. He always brings back gifts from places he’s visited, books, materials, seeds, cool looking bottles are just a few things he’s brought back for you. He’s a very mature lover and always makes you a priority, second only to his duties and promises. He is also extremely understanding and compassionate, making him perfect to go to when you need comfort.

He kisses you a lot, especially the top of your head and hands. Kissing is really the only PDA he’s comfortable with. Otherwise everything else is behind closed doors, he’s not usually the one to initiate cuddles but he happily partakes in them whenever you want to. His main love language is words of affirmation, that’s what he’s best at giving and what he likes to receive the most. But as he knows, all healthy relationships need a balance of both, so he shows all of them to you, especially the ones you prefer.

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