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lotrthobbit · 9 months

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Dwarf Princess

Haldir x Dwarf!Reader

Warning: prejudice from elves against dwarves, angst, happy ending

a/n: For the sake of this story many things were changed in the original, also this has been in my drafts for about a year lol.

Deep within the forests where the birds sang surrounding a beautiful dwarf whom sat against a tree staring at her dear uncle chatting amongst the humans and the hobbits and his new frenemy, Legolas, the prince of Mirkwood.

She would not lie that he was pleasant site, he stood tall with long beautiful hair that fell down his back and broad shoulders that carried a head with a beautiful face adorned to it.

" Y/n" called Uncle Gimli. She got up from her seat and walked towards him," Yes uncle ? " she asked.

" What's got ya sitting by all your lonesome."

" Just thinking."

Legolas smiled at her and placed his hand upon her head, ruffling her hair as she pouted.

" Do not fret, we will soon pass over and then you can sleep peacefully on a bed." She smiled at him at the last word, bed. Oh how she longed to lay on a soft and fluffy bed, Do not get her wrong, she loved the great outdoors but she missed the comfort of her very own bed and the fluffy blankets that kept her toes warm and the morning cup of tea her mother would make her.

" I just hope we get there soon, even if it is just for a night."

" Well Lass, one more night in the woods will not kill ya." replied Gimli as he chucked. She sat down near the fire, feeling the bitter cold nip at her fingertips.

" At this point I feel like the cold will kill me before the orcs do." She chuckled as she looked up to see Legolas hand her some Lembas bread.

" Eat little one we have a journey ahead of us tomorrow."

" I AM A GROWN ADULT !" she huffed before golfing down the bread and beginning to set her cot near the fire. Legolas chuckled, he had grown quite close to y/n, he saw her as a little sister, after all it was her first journey and he felt a need to always protect her, that and her fascination of elves as he recalled their first encounter.

. flashback.....

" Uncle Gimli, look it is an elf."

" aye aye lass, be careful, they lack coordination and are coy."

Legolas chuckled to himself as he stood tall in front of the dwarf.

" funny for someone who can not even see over the table."

" Why you !!" That began the bickering friendship between the two while y/n was full of questions.

" how tall are you ?! What is your diet ?! Are all elves blonde ?! Where do you reside?!"

Legolas had never been asked so many questions in his life as of right at that moment.

end of flashback....

Gimli looked at his niece, she was in deep sleep.

" She is quite tall for a dwarf." Said Legolas.

" Aye..I believe her father was a human, although my sister never shared anything of it."

He nodded understanding that the topic was sensitive.

" Ill take first watch." said Legolas before Gimli turned around and said," What do yah think I am not capable of-"

" My friends there is no need to argue.." Aragorn spoke trying to defuse the situation.

The next morning was filled with dread, everyone was tired and the cold and hard ground did not aid their back pain. They simply longed for a warm home filled with delicious foods of all kind.

Aragron had pushed them to continue walking for hours without breaks or even lunch. Their stomachs were grumbling and the mud was piling on their feet making them feel as if the world was weighing them down.

" This is where Lothlorien should be." said Legolas as they continued trekking into the woods. It was foggy and ominous, nothing like the rumors that have spoken about the beauty of it. Legolas himself shared some stories he often heard as a small child about it.

"Daro !" spoke a voice commanding from the trees above. They all stopped as Legolas whispered to them to standstill and to not move a single muscle.

"who are they ?" whispered Frodo. " They are elves." replied Sam. Despite the fear in the other hobbits and even Uncle Gimli, Y/n could not help but feel excitement bubble up in her stomach, although she was also weary, perhaps they may not take a liking that they are stepping within their domain.

An elf dropped down in front of Legolas smiling, "Welcome!" They all looked around, they were surrounded by the elves pointing their arrows in case one wrong move was taken. " How many are there of you ?" asked an elf, Y/n's eyes widened as she stared at the elf before her, sure Legolas was beautiful but he, he was simply gorgeous, he stood tall and proud. Legolas replied with," myself, four hobbits, two men, and two dwarves."

" two Dwarves ?!" yelled the dwarf. " Is the woman a dwarf ?!" he questioned taking in her appearance, she was a beauty despite the mud on her clothes and the matted braids on her head, but she still radiated despite that.

" I can not let the dwarves pass." he declared, Frodo had done his best to try to reason with him, but another elf whispered in his ear that the Lady was expecting them. The elf presented himself as Haldir, he continued to explain that he would have to blindfold them in order to be taken to the Lady, whom was expecting them and turned to look at the dwarves, " keep a close eye on them."

Despite the beauty of Haldir, Y/n was hurt at his words, how could he say such cruel things when she had not done anything to hurt his trust. She pouted, but soon widened her eyes as she saw her uncle beginning to unsheath his axe and yell at the elves.

" We are not spies !" yelled Uncle Gimli, Y/n grabbed his wrist as she noticed the elves beginning to take aim.

" Uncle Gimli, we are on their land, we must abide by their rules and customs out of respect, the same way they would in our home." Haldir glanced at y/n she seemed uncomfortable with the accusation as she stared down at her feet rubbing her arm and tried to keep herself from looking at him.

he cleared his throat and put his axe away," very well."

As they began to be blindfolded, y/n could not help but hold her breath. She felt the cool fingers of Haldir push her hair behind her ears, his breath fanning her face as his arms came around to tie the cloth around her head and cover her pretty eyes. He questioned her lineage considering she was almost the size of an average human woman, but still quite a short stature. He grabbed her hand gently and began to lead her, unbeknownst to her, the rest of the company followed by grabbing onto a rope.

After some time, y/n felt the blindfold being removed, the sight before her left her speechless. The trees were tall and beautiful, the sun casting a beautiful glow within the forest, the air felt clear and pure, the aura of Lothlorien was unmatched. It was truly a sight.

" Lady Galadriel knows of your presence, you may wander freely." said Haldir.

As y/n began to walk away Haldir grabber her wrist," my apologies, my lady, can I perhaps show you something ?" He found himself bewildered that he even let his curiosity get the best of him, he wanted to find out more about her, he was also blinded by her beauty.

She nodded and followed closely behind, what choice did she have, he was holding her wrist afterall. From a distance, Legolas held Gimli back and smiled as the two ventured off somewhere else.

" Will you let me go you imprudent fool, that idiot is running off with me nice !" yelled Gimli

" now now, Sir Gimli, let your niece live her youth, she is a young woman afterall, she can make her own decisions." Said Aragorn.

y/n and Haldir reached a large tree. He let go of her hand and climbed up then looked back down to offer his hand towards her. She smiled and took it as he helped her up the tree.

" Is there something you wanted to show me ?" asked y/n.

" Look ahead."

There she gasped as she the vast land of Lorien, the beautiful light casting on the land, the calm waters and the beauty of nature.

" It is so beautiful." she said as she smiled and felt the wind tickle her cheeks. He stared at her mesmerized by the light in her y/e/c eyes," yes, it is."

She felt herself blush as she turned around to make eye contact with him. " Sir, Haldir, um...."

" just Haldir is fine."

" Haldir, may I ask, why did you want to show me this ?"

".. I...I don't know, I felt compelled to, as if we were destined to see this together." said Haldir.

Her eyes widened as she stared into the blue eyes of Haldir both leaning in, " Lass get down here this instant !" she felt herself almost slip if it weren't for Haldir wrapping his arm against her waist. He then held her and jumped down from the tree.

He landed in front of Gimli and Legolas," Watch yer step !" yelled Gimli as he tumbled back onto his bum.

" y/n/n, you just met this elf and you're already run off and been seduced ?! " yelled Gimli, causing y/n cheeks to turn a crimson red and stomp her feet," Uncle Gimli, I am not a child anymore ! And I am not being seduced ! Hmph." She walked away as Gimli tried to go after her but Legolas held him back sighing as he whispered to Haldir to leave at once before Gimli turned his attention to him.

It did not take long for them to meet again as a small feast was being held. They offered her a change of clothing, a beautiful lavender dress which she had not worn one since she left. She felt comfortable being freshly bathed and groomed. She had long waited to wash her hair and many of the Elven ladies helped comb and braid her hair which had grown throughout the journey. She sat next to her uncle at the table excited to eat, the seat in front of her was taken by no other than Haldir.

" You look beautiful " complimented Haldir, Y/n looked down at her lap and felt her cheeks flush as she thanked him for the compliment.

"tch." Gimli was angry at the interaction his young niece was smitten someone, an elf at that.

but that all changed when he laid his eyes on Lady Galadriel, she truly was a beauty and the air around her seemed to glow as she welcome them. The company could not help but laugh at seeing his cheeks turn red when she spoke to him.

" What was that about being seduced uncle ?" chuckled y/n. Haldir smiled to himself as he stared at her smile.

The feast went on smoothly, many retreating to their sleeping arrangements. Y/n spoke to Lady Galadriel briefly and she spoke about loving someone, y/n was confused as to why she would talk. about that but Lady Galadriel smiled," my dear child, afterall you are still young and have such a long life to live, do not fret and continue forward." She thanked her for such encouraging words as she walked away to go to sleep.

Somehow Lady Galadriel had a worried gut feeling.

The next morning the company was to leave, Haldir felt saddened that he did not get so speak to y/n, but was content when he saw her in his dreams that night. He felt a connection and could tell they were destined."

" Haldir, perhaps we may see each other again." smiled y/n

He smiled as his bent forward to place a kiss upon her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke once more," I have a feeling we will my Lady. " He said and smiled sweetly.

Despite the two barely meeting, they had a feeling that they had lived before, perhaps in their previous life they were lovers.

And yes, they met again but in unforeseen circumstances, as they fought against the orcs in Helms-Deep, protecting the people of Rohan, the elves of Lothlorien came to aid the company and the army of Rohan.

When y/n laid eyes on Haldir, she could not help but smile at his presence. They all fought bravely, to the end, but once the battle ceased, y/n tried to look for Haldir. She was held back by Legolas

" Legolas, let me go, I need to find Haldir." She felt a gut wrenching feeling, " Please y/n.." Said Legolas. She finally broke free and saw the Many dead men and elves. but her eyes traveled to where Haldir laid. HE was still blinking looking up into the sky. She quickly fell to her knees and called out

" Haldir !" she felt the tear rushing down her cheeks as she stroked his cheek trying to clear him of the blood that stained his pale skin.

He reached a shaky hand and placed it against her cheek, he began to speak," I do not know why the stars led me to you, but I...I-I am glad to have met y-"

" please save your energy, you're going to be okay !!" yelled y/n as she gripped his hand tightly. She kept repeating to herself 'you're going to be okay ' , but it was far too late as he let out his last breathe. She placed her forehead against his and closed her eyes as she cried out silently to herself. The company whom had been separated from Master Frodo and Samwise stood looking at the two, Aragorn himself could not contain his sadness as they all mourned the death of many, especially the death of an ally.

Gimli felt pain for his niece, but did not know what to do other than place his hand at her back. She did not want to let go of Haldir but Gimli told her they must. She placed a kiss on his forehead and stood up fists at her sides. She decided in that moment she would avenge his death.

And she did, together with lady Eowyn she found the strength within her and the company to strike down Sauron and many Orcs. She fought bravely.

Upon returning to Rivendell where many elves had now taken their departure to Valinor. It was now time for her departure as well along Bilbo, Frodo and Gandalf. Her uncle and Legolas were going to stay behind but as she looked into her Uncle's eyes she noticed tears within them. " Do not cry Uncle Gimli, we will be reunited soon, please take good care of him Legolas."

She embraced the both of them as she cried and soon they set sail.

Just as Haldir predicted, they soon met once again....

The End

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theshotsheardacrossworlds · 4 months

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Midwinter Snapshots

Little holiday-themed snapshots of Agi and Gale; Annie and Halsin; Octavia, Halsin, and Astarion; and Freya and Astarion. Mostly SFW except in a few spots.

Gale Dekarios, Professor of Illusionary Magic at Blackstaff Academy, felt like he was having a heart attack.

Again.

She asked that I grade term papers in the kitchen while she bakes all sorts of delights for the upcoming holidays. Of course, when I’m finished with these…papers…I’ll be making some Dekarios family treats. Our first Midwinter together, and by next Midwinter we’ll have our little one with us…

“My darling wife,” he pleaded, running a hand through his graying beard. “Please, if you need something off a higher shelf, then ask. Or better yet, use magic! I get so nervous when you use your stepstool.”

His wife giggled and continued to the highest step. “Love, I’m not about to bother you when you’re grading papers. Besides, these Midwinter cookies aren’t going to bake themselves!” She reached for more cinnamon and climbed down without incident. Though there could’ve easily been an incident!!!! “Honestly, the way you’re acting, you’d think I’m dying and not pregnant.”

Just three more papers. Three more. Then I can get all the things she needs and make her sit down for a while! Gale shook his head, chuckling. “Dearest, I’m aware you’re not ill. I simply worry about you and the baby. While half dwarves aren’t too rare, I’ve read a lot about potential complications—”

As she sprinkled cinnamon in the batter, she rolled her eyes. “And what did Halsin say the last time I saw him? ‘All is well with both of you.’ The midwife here said the same thing.” She scooped the batter into balls and placed them on the baking tray before putting them in the oven. “Everything is okay.” Agnes went to sit next to him and placed a hand on his thigh. “We’re fine. Ooh!” Her eyes widened.

Oh no. Oh fuck. Gale’s heart began to race. “What is it? Is something wrong?” Please, not her or the baby. Please. He searched her face for any sign of discomfort but only saw a quickly growing smile.

“Here!” She grabbed his hand and placed it on her belly. “Do you feel it?”

“Feel wha…OH!”

Is that…

Is that our baby?

Did our baby just kick my hand?

I think it did!!!!

“By the gods, that’s our little one!” he exclaimed, brown eyes twinkling. “Hello, Baby Dekarios!” Another kick!!!!! “What a glorious Midwinter gift, my little love!” More kicks!!! Our baby is certainly very active, which is a sign that he or she is healthy and hopefully happy. Glancing at his wife’s face, he was met with such radiance, such joy…my wife. My love. My everything. “I love you, Mrs. Dekarios. You’re giving us the most beautiful gift anyone could give.”

She shook her head, her hand now resting on top of his. “No, the best gift I’ve ever received was you, Gale love.”

He ended up finishing his grading after he wept for several minutes.

***

“It’s beginning to look a lot like Midwinter, everywhere you gooooooo,” Anais sang softly as she pulled cheddar biscuits from the oven. Biscuits are looking amazing. Halsin requested some after I made them for our not-so-little Harvest Festival a few months ago. This is our first Midwinter together, and I want it to be perfect. She hummed the rest of the song, letting the biscuits cool. “Biscuits done. Cookies and honey cakes are done.” She checked off other items that she either did not get to or thought it would be too much for him. “Just need a few more potatoes and then—”

“And then we eat, praise Silvanus!” Halsin boomed, opening the door to their cottage with a basket full of potatoes. “Is this enough, my heart?” He placed the basket on the table, reached her in two strides, and kissed her passionately.

The potatoes or…? Moaning into his mouth, her free hand caressed his cheek. “More than. You hungry, love?”

“Always.” His smile was very nearly a smirk. The biscuits then caught his attention. “My love, they smell divine.” He grabbed her ample behind and gave it a squeeze. THAT WINK?!?!! How dare he wink in such a sexy way at me!

Anais wrinkled her nose and giggled, swatting his hand playfully. “Naughty man! Dinner first, then dessert. Wait, more like dinner first, then I’m playing some Midwinter carols on the piano for us while you whittle, and then dessert.”

With one more squeeze, Halsin kissed her cheek. “As you wish, my heart.” He sat at the table and poured himself some wine. “I’m glad my hibernation was not so long that I missed Midwinter with you, though I had no idea just how much you enjoy it. It’s a delight to see.”

Oh good, I’m glad he doesn’t think I’m bloody nuts. I just really love Midwinter! And decorating for Midwinter. And cooking all the Midwinter foods. Baking all the Midwinter treats. Going to all the Midwinter festivals. “And it’s a delight that you’re putting up with my Midwinter madness, love.” She laughed as she fetched the marinated pork from the icebox. Halsin didn’t want one, but it’s my kitchen, which he said I could make however I wanted. “I have a pot of boiling water on the stovetop if you could cut and boil the potatoes?”

“Of course, just as soon as I get a preview of our feast.” He rose with a growl, stood behind her, and wrapped an arm around soft belly. His hand traveled beneath her dress, his fingers dancing on her underwear. “You smell so good, my heart. More alluring than usual…”

Fuck it, might as well tell him. I had planned something for later, but alas, I think he already knows. The nose knows! Oh gods, I sound like Da. Giggling, she leaned her head against his. “My beautiful bear, we’re having a cub. Morelle told me this morning while you were out with the children.”

For as long as she lived, Anais Wildheart never forgot the look on her lover’s face when she told him that his Midwinter gift would arrive in spring.

***

“Aw, look! Everyone’s done such a fantastic job with the festival.” Octavia exclaimed as she, Halsin, and Astarion took in Moonrise’s first ever Midwinter Festival. The first of many, we all hope. Even Astarion. Mostly.

“Yes, yes. Children are happy, it’s cold as fuck, and I want some hot spiced wine.” Astarion said with an eyeroll, though she knew he was pleased to be out with her and Halsin. They insisted on having the festival open every night until midnight just for us.

Halsin laughed heartily. “I wouldn’t mind some myself, lover. My heart, would you like some as well?”

She shook her head. “Hot chocolate for me, thanks love.” As Halsin went to the refreshment tent, she found herself admiring the vampire. It’s not sunlight, but at least he’s out in the moonlight and lanterns of the festival. And gods, does he look handsome.

“You’re staring, Octavia darling.” Shit. “Like what you see?” He asked with a smirk, his fangs peeking through. “Because I certainly can’t blame you!”

“Oh good gods,” she coughed a laugh, rolling her bright blue eyes. “Yes, I was, if you must know, because you’re very handsome and I love you.” Bending down slightly, she pressed a kiss to his lips. So. Cold. But. Worth. It.

A high-pitched giggle escaped him. “Aren’t you the sweetest treat! I love you too. Always, dearest. You and our beloved Halsin.” That they also found love in each other, in addition to what they both feel for me, makes me happier than I could ever express. “Speaking of…WHERE’S MY BLOODY SPICED WINE?”

Octavia laughed and hugged him. “Astarion! You are too much! He’ll be back shortly.”

“Dear heart, patience!” Halsin laughed, returning with their drinks. I spy with my little eye some peppermint bark too. “Two mugs of hot spiced wine, and hot chocolate for our lady. I also bought some peppermint bark to share.” The three walked to a bench and sat down, enjoying their drinks. They chatted for a while, but at some point, Octavia was caught in the past. Me and Mum walking through the city. Light snow falling. Hot chocolate. Smells of cinnamon and spice. People watching and shopping. Skating. All the lights.

“Octavia?” Astarion whispered. “Are you alright, darling?”

She blinked and glanced between Astarion and Halsin, both of whom appeared worried. “Oh sorry, was miles away.” She patted Astarion’s thigh. “I’m okay. I was just thinking about when Mum and I would go to the Midwinter Festival in Baldur’s Gate, sipping hot chocolate…it was lovely.” Smiling, she gently kissed her lovers’ cheeks. “And this is lovely.”

The three sat in a pleasurable silence for a few moments until Halsin spoke. “It is lovely, my heart.” He pressed a kiss to her hair. Which Astarion still insists on styling and braiding every morning for me. “Happy Midwinter, my loves.”

Astarion nodded, raising his mug. “Happy Midwinter, darlings. I love you more than you’ll ever know.”

Her tail swished as she blinked back tears. “I love you too. Both of you. Happy Midwinter! Now,” Octavia took a piece of peppermint bark. “Time for more chocolate!” YUM. YUM. YUM.

***

Lady Freya Wildheart glanced down from the balcony to revelers dancing below. Mum got a great turnout for the Midwinter Ball with lots of money being raised for rebuilding Baldur’s Gate. Not only Wildhearts from all over the realm but also guests from Waterdeep (Hi Gale), patriars, and other dignitaries. She hummed along to the waltz when she felt an arm snake around her waist. She wrinkled her nose and smirked. “That was an awfully short trip to the bar, love.”

Astarion sniggered. “While your mother has excellent taste in alcohol, the line was simply too long! Besides,” his features softened. “I missed you.”

They shared a brief kiss, and then she giggled. “You know, I could just take you to the wine cellar…”

“Is that so, darling? Well, I wouldn’t be opposed to that. For now though,” he eyed her playfully. “I must drink you and your gorgeous dress in.” Both hands presently rested on her wide, soft hips.

She giggled more. “Sir, you’re the one who made this dress. You’ve seen me in it many times already.” I can tease too! I totally can!

“Madam, I wish to see you in it many, many more times after this delightful ball. Gods, I’m good!” He laughed, giving her a quick peck. “It fits you perfectly. You look divine, dear.” As her cheeks burned, he smirked. “Just the reaction I positively adore. I take it you like your dress then?” There was a hint of self-doubt in his ruby eyes. With every garment he made for her, he was always slightly nervous. He wants to please me, and frankly, he should know by now I am very easy to please!

Cupping his face in her hands, she smiled warmly. “Of course, I do. It’s by the far the loveliest dress I’ve ever worn…because you made it. Do you know what I love most about it?”

Astarion raised an eyebrow. “Do tell, sweetness.”

He won’t expect this. Grinning, her hands moved from his face to her sides. “Pockets! Pockets for snacks!”

Stepping back, he sighed dramatically. “Not the embroidery that took me days! Not that I made your already magnificent bosom look even more magnificent! Not even the draping of the dress that flatters your voluptuous curves! No, it’s the fucking pockets.” He sounds angry, but he’s not. He finds this all very funny. I hope. He shook his head, his eyes twinkling. “Don’t worry, my sweet. I’ll put in pockets when I make your wedding dress.” YES!!!!! He reached for her left hand and rubbed his thumb over the engagement ring, a small smile tugging on his lips. “I was thinking the same silhouette with lace sleeves. You can’t possibly have a wedding dress without lace. What do you think?”

“I think it sounds amazing already, Star.” I love you. I love you. I love you. A new song began to play---one of her Midwinter favorites. “Dance with me?”

With his most charming grin, he bowed to her. “Lady Freya, it would my honor.” He then offered his arm to her. As they descended the grand staircase, he whispered, “I’ll always dance with you, my love. Always.”

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