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Princess of Light: Nana Lady Galadriel x baby elf reader x Ada Celeborn.
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Age: new born. Galadriel and Celeborn find out a very unexpected but lovely surprise. Takes place long after the Hobbit and a couple of years before Lord of the Rings.
Galadriel didn't understand what was wrong with her. She's been feeling sick, having strange cravings but most of all her belly was getting rounder and bigger.
It hit her that she was pregnant but how was that possible when she lost her ability to have children after having Celebrian.
She decided to look into her mirror to see if she is pregnant and to see the gender.
Looking into the mirror Galadriel can see a beautiful baby girl with the same hair as her and her husband’s eyes.
She gently placed a hand on her swelling stomach and can feel her  unborn baby kick, smiling with tears of joy in her eyes she went to tell her husband Celeborn the good news that they are going to be parents again.
Celeborn was beyond happy about the news, he was ecstatic about getting to be a father again the moment he felt his unborn child's energy from within his wife.
8 months later:
Galadriel is sitting besides her husband in the throne room lightly chuckling at her son in laws face as he gazes at her huge baby bump "Mother! you are with a child?" Elrond of Rivendell asked in shock "Yes my dear son in law." Galadriel said as Celeborn placed a hand on his wife's baby bump.
Elrond made his way up still looking at the bump containing the unborn child.
He looks at his parent in laws as if asking them for permission which they gladly gave.
He gently rubbed his hand over the bump feeling the unborn child kick but it was a very hard kick and the sound of liquid running was heard "She's coming." Galadriel said making Celeborn look at her in surprise "But it's so early." He said in surprise.
At the bedroom:
Celeborn is standing by Galadriel's side holding her hand as the healers tell her to push until the babies head was visible "I can see the head! Your doing great my lady." He said continuing to instruct the lady of light to push until the sweet cries of a newborn child filled the room. A midwife took the baby from the healer to have her clean.
Maids came in to clean Galadriel up before she held her child, after they finished a pink bundle was given to Galadriel who smiled along with Celeborn at the sight of their newborn baby.
She looked like a spitting images of Galadriel with her hair, skin and features, Celeborn placed his hand on his new princess's head "She's beautiful." He said lightly kissing your head making you opening your eyes revealing that you have your father's eyes, upon seeing your parents you cooed in curiosity at your surroundings "Hello, Y/N." Your new mother said smiling at you making you smile back while gurgling happily until a speck of dust flew past your nose making you sneeze and the adults to chuckle "Bring Elrond in." Celeborn said lightly tracing a finger on your chubby cheek making you grab his finger "Celebrian would have loved her." He said smiling fondly at the memories of your older sister who sailed to the undying lands long ago after being kidnapped and tortured by orcs.
The door reopened to reveal their Son in law with king Thranduil who both smiled softly at the newborn elfling "Ahh Thranduil we weren't expecting you until tomorrow." The lord of light said to the king of the woodland realm who gave a smirk "Looks like I came on time for the birth of the newborn princess of light." He said giving to everyone's shock a smile not a smirk or smug grin, a real genuine smile.
The two younger elven rulers made their ways over to Galadriel's bedside to greet you as your staring at them in newborn curiosity "Hello little one." Elrond said while Thranduil lightly booped your nose earning a laugh from you warming ever one's hearts but soon you got fussy.
Galadriel's motherly instincts kicked in as she knew what you wanted and Celeborn knew to as his fatherly instincts kicked in as well so he ushered the woodland realm king and his son in law out of the room with him behind to give his wife and daughter privacy.
It was now night time you are peacefully asleep in between your parents in a nest of blankets still wrapped in your pink blanket while your parents looked down lovenly at you as they made a vow to protect you and prevent you from suffering as your sister but they were going to make sure not to be to overprotective "Goodnight little starlight." Celeborn said lightly kissing your head with Galadriel doing the same as they drifted to sleep with you their greatest treasure asleep right next to them.
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camille-lachenille · 1 year
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Day 3 of All of Arda is Autistic 2023:
Prompt: Cooking/comfort item
Rating: Gen
CW: autistic meltdown
Ellalwen is my OC for Elrohir’s son, and the twin brother of Elneldor. In this ficlet he is the Elven equivalent of a three years old
The peaceful evening of Imladris was disturbed by a loud, desperate wail, the likes only a distressed child could produce. Elrond immediately dropped the ledger he was holding and ran to Elrohir’s chambers where the sound came from. There, he found his son crouched in front of a sobbing elfling. Ellalwen’s face was red and scrunched as he cried with the full strength of his little lungs, and tears streamed down his chubby cheeks. “Want Bi’bo!” he repeated in-between the sobs.
“Do I need to go and fetch Bilbo? Elrond asked quietly, resting a hand on Elrohir’s shoulder, already sorry to disturb the elderly Hobbit. Elrohir son glanced up and smiled warily.
“There’s no need, Bilbo is his plushie. Dan took Elneldor and the girls to look for it.” he explained quickly before returning his attention to his distressed son. Elrond closed his eyes briefly and pinched the bridge of his nose. The stuffed unicorn, a gift fron the resident Hobbit of Imladris, was the only thing that comforted Ellalwen at night and its disappearance meant he wouldn’t sleep until it was found again.
“Well, maybe Bilbo the Hobbit would know where Bilbo the unicorn is. I recall he spent the afternoon with the children…” he proposed at last, as his son tried to confort Ellalwen without touching him.
“Maybe… if you could go to him, please,” Elrohir answered distractedly. But as Elrond was to leave the room, someone knocked on the door and Bilbo Baggins himself slipped in.
“Good evening my friends. I found this critter sitting on my bed and came as quickly as possible,” the Hobbit said with a kind smile, holding a stuffed unicorn out. Ellalwen looked up, still crying, and made grabby hands at the plushie. Bilbo hobbled toward him and put his namesake in the elfling’s arms. “He missed you a lot, I think.” he said gently, and Ellalwen nodded, his face already buried in the unicorn’s fluffy back. He was still shaking but not wailing anymore and Elrond saw how Elrohir relaxed at the sight.
“Thank you, Bilbo, you are a saviour. And I am sorry for the bother, really.” the younger Elf said, relief clear on his face.
“Oh, none of that!” the elderly Hobbit brushed off. “I have much practise with various relatives’s children. And my dear Frodo-lad had many a similar episode when he was little. Now, I wonder if he still have this old blanket he used to drag everywhere… but I digress, my friends! I bid you a good night, especially you Ellalwen-lad!”
With a last wave of the hand, Bilbo left the room. Elrohir was smiling earnestly now, and Elrond sat on the floor next to him, waiting for the elfling to calm down from his meltdown. After a few more minutes, Ellalwen lifted his blotchy face from his plushie and crawled to Elrohir, who immediately scooped him in a tight hug. “There now, you are safe. Your Bilbo is here,” he said soothingly, almost humming the words. “Hug him tight and close your eyes, pîn nín, it is time to sleep.” Ellalwen rubbed his cheek against the plushie, nodding sluggishly at his father’s words and already dozing off, exhausted by this episode.
Elrond stood up, pressed a light kiss to Elrohir’s head and silently left the room. He had an order for half a dozed stuffed unicorns to send to Dale, now. Just in case.
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ylieke · 8 months
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threeunwisehunters · 2 months
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@feanorianweek Day 6: Ambarussa
“ hunting”: cheeky little twins hunting for cake. yep.
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istaricelebelasse · 9 months
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Fëanaro sewing little stuffed animals for his sons as babies, because his mother had made him one and he treasures it.
Fëanaro seeing the way his tiny nephew looks longingly at the animal that Makalaurë carries and so sewing Findekano a little eagle all his own.
(Only because he doesn’t want the son of Nolofinwë to steal Makalaurë’s toy, of course. The pleading eyes and bright grin upon receiving the gift have Nothing To Do With It.)
Continuing the tradition for each new child born to the family, until there is a veritable menagerie of stuffed animals.
Idril giving hers to Eärendil, who in turn tucks it into the crib of his sons.
(It is always warm. Warm as though it is lit up by something inside, some feeling that Idril’s great uncle would forever deny. A warmth that had been invaluable on the Ice.)
A soft toy that, though patched and worn, is recognisable to those attacking the children’s home.
A soft toy that, eventually, many millennia later, makes its way back to Valinor. Held in the arms of one who never had such a gift, one who needs the warmth and love that infuses it.
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What if the silvans found elured and elurin?
Like, a team of silvans were taking stock of the damage post-feanorian rampage and came across two twin elflings shivering inthe cold and just.... take them.
Listen, no one was gonna look for them, so free children!
The silvans were the first kidnap=adoption elves.
And it’s not like either of then really had a family to go back to (silvans can be very ruthless and callus when it comes to certain things).
So, they rescued (kidnapped) them and raised them as their own. (Yes, the silvans do have an orphanage. Orphans are a concept they are very familiar with).
And just...
Kinda..
Sorta...
Forget to tell the sindar and noldor elves.
Whoops.
Imagine either of them just showing up at a meeting with galadriel or elrond in the 3rd age, guarding thranduil (as is their jobs) and just introducing themselves as elurin and elurid, and galadriel and elrond just blue screen.
Neither twin really gets the big deal but the sindars are freaking out.
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What if the silvans also picked up maglor (they have a habit of taking in strays)
And maglor is simultaneously relieved and horrified bc “thank god they lived” and “i am so sorry for everything”.
Elurin & Elured: listen, we’re not happy with you, but we have bigger fish to fry and other problems that we can actually fix.
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ride-a-dromedary · 5 months
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I think Halsin would benefit from a good cry.
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outlawssweetheart · 6 months
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Elf community of Middle Earth be like: "You're only 2000 years old? Oh, sweetie, you're just a baby!"
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toasterdrake · 8 months
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an encounter in the forest
maybe an albino would be more mystical but fuck that normal-ass animals can be awe inspiring as well. especially for a little sylvan elfling
flower is a daffodil, representing new beginnings
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aspiringnexu · 2 years
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What if the short hair styles are the elf equivalent of 70s mullets?
What if its the fashion for elven men at the time to wear their hair short. It’s the latest thing! It’s what all the younger ones are doing, and Celebrimbor is joining in because yeah he’s not an elfling anymore but he’s allowed to try new styles! And Gil-Galad is rolling his eyes because fashion, ugh, it’ll pass in a few centuries.
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tolkien-feels · 1 year
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My pettiest of pet peeves is when people portray the Finweans as children in Aman playing with toy swords, which (a) had not been invented yet and (b) were things to be hidden once they were invented.
It's just a pet peeve and I know it's unimportant at the end of the day, but you know what I just realized while being peeved about it?
The sheer potential for the Exiles to be profoundly disturbed to witness the first generation of Noldor to have toy swords
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The twin elflings of Middle Earth part 1.
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Lumine and Aether.
Two teenage twin siblings. A boy with golden blond hair in a braided rat tail, golden eyes, and wearing black and brown clothes with gold lining and armor on it and a white and gold scarf adorning his neck and a single feather earring the girl a little bit younger than her brother had his hair and eye color with a matching feather earring but instead of a rat tail she had her hair in a bob cut with two shoulder length hair fringes with two flowers in it, she had on white and blue clothes with gold and black lining, a white and blue scarf with a gold lining. They we're fighting an unknown goddess who is trying to kill them with red and black blocks.
The twins looked at each other giving each other nods "ready Lumine?" The boy asked his sister Lumine, "ready Aether!" Lumine answers her older brother Aether, the twins flew up to the "goddess" while avoiding her odd powers but sadly fate was not on their sides as both twins were grabbed by a tentacle of the blocks as the last thing they see is the Goddess disappearing as everything went black.
I never saw any genshin impact and LoTR and The Hobbit crossover fanfics so this was born I hope you'll enjoy it btw this is my crossover story from my old profile that I found on a website without my permission.
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tiutale · 10 months
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"Ammë? Ataya sleep?"
Nerdanel glanced down at the fiery haired elfling as he tried to peer over the edge of the bed. Even now he was taller than most others his age. Smiling softly she leaned down and gathered him and moved to sit on the bed.
"Aye little one. He sleeps. He has over worked himself once more." She kept the reproach from her tone as she did not wish for her little one to think it was toward him. "He will sleep for some days, Nelyo." She nuzzled her nose against his making him giggle. "He would enjoy your company though if you wish to stay."
The elfling nodded his head vigorously. "Stay Ammë!"
Nerdanel chuckled setting him on the bed and fixing the blankets upon Fëanor's form. He was always disturbingly chilled when he was thus exhausted. "I shall bring your favorite blanket and some snacks. Will you read to him while I am doing so?"
Nelyafinwë beamed and grabbed the book happily that his mother passed him. Not missing a beat he opened it and began to share his favorite tale with his Ataya.
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ylieke · 9 months
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Feanor in light of the Trees illustration for @eternal-fear
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lillythewitch · 10 months
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a dance of necromance!
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Silvans have a Halloween
So, silvans have a celebration of everything spooky and scary. it's not called Halloween, obviously, it's called OtherEve.
basically, the idea behind this was that, for once, they would not be afraid of the monsters in the dark or the monsters they fight, but rather that they control this fear and become what they are afraid of.
It is tradition during this night to dress up as something you are not, it doesn't necessarily have to be scary (though that is encouraged), but you can't dress up as something you are on a normal day.
Nowadays it's more fun, but it really was started in order to gain control over their fears.
there is a performance put on, it's usually different every year, its sole purpose is to frighten and shock the audience. the idea is that, by making this night of fright fun, the silvans (especially the warriors) won't drown in negativity and stress and fear their real life often is enthralled with.
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