#the reformed ringwraith

[modernmythic]

What Once Was Lost

Pairing: Glorfindel/Gender-neutral Reader

Warnings: Some descriptions of battle and canon-level violence (including Glorfindel’s death), but mostly it’s just soft and sweet reunion.

Words: 3324

A/N: Sorry it’s been so long!! I was struggling with mental health last year and it made writing really tough but I missed writing for my favorite golden boy and I hope you guys enjoy this!! Also just the biggest hug to @aemonds-war-crime​ for being encouraging and lovely 💕

The city was burning all around you. Flaming rubble fell across your path as you tried to lead the small group of survivors to the mountain passage and hopefully, to their escape. Orcs and all other manner of foul creatures swarmed the city, but perhaps your little group would be able to avoid them if you moved swiftly enough.

Up ahead, you saw a flash of gold. Glorfindel was waiting for you at the entrance to the secret pass with another group of refugees, his golden armor glinting in the light of the burning city. The sight of him alone was enough to lighten your heart and urge the others on. You were almost there.

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Taglist: @entishramblings​ @the-reformed-ringwraith​ @xmarchwarden-of-lothlorienx​

#glorfindel x reader #glorfindel #the silmarillion #silmarillion fic

[admirableringmaker]

On Mairon’s power

Mairon has a few key powers, beyond the basics of an Ainur. All Ainur can manipulate Song to various degrees, all are capable of shedding their fana and reforming it however they like, all are essentially immortal (though not invulnerable) and possess reflexes and senses more heightened than any of the Children.

All his powers come from the use of Song, its creation and manipulation.

Pyrokinesis – Mairon can control and create fire at will. He cannot be burned or harmed by it. He prefers hot temperatures and takes scalding baths. On the other hand, it makes him more vulnerable to cold and to water. He can’t swim.

Necromancy – Mairon developed his necromantic methods by experimenting on prisoners in Angband. He is able to capture fëar/spirit to prevent them from fleeing to Mandos, and then install that fëar in an empty hroa/body. If there is minimum delay between death and reanimation, it is like they were never dead – otherwise they lose some memory, strength, skills or senses, but these can be regained over time. The victim may also feel a strong fëar bond with Mairon, though he usually does not bind them to him entirely. The Ringwraiths are an example of fëar he has bound to himself. He can also raise empty bodies as mindless, zombie-like puppets.

Umbrakinesis - Shadow manipulation. This derives from his allegiance to Melkor and is something he was only able to use after leaving Valinor. He is able to create, listen/see through and manipulate shadow and darkness.

Telepathy – Mairon can force himself into someone else’s mind and read their thoughts and memories. More rarely, he is invited to. He can communicate telepathically with Ringbearers and other people/spirits/being bound to him – or that he is bound to. He can also influence and control other people through their mind, though someone with sufficiently strong mental power can block him.

Sorcery – Mairon is a master of sorcery and can cast many spells and curses. This is his main form of combat – for example, on the battlefield, he will Sing a spell that causes his enemies shields to break, or make them freeze in place, or throw them across the battlefield. He can curse individuals and singular places, but a curse to the scale of the one laid on Húrin’s entire family would be beyond his power alone.

#headcanon #long post

[elvish-sky]

so when aragorn gets his kingly glowup would his hair dye wash out? if so would he re-dye it?

very good question!! his hair dye wouldn’t wash out completely, but it would have faded over time so he redyes it a little just before the coronation (he has to have his hair looking perfect to be crowned king, and perfect hair includes having some of it be blue). but instead of doing the large amount of streaks that he used to have, he does smaller ones so that it’s a tad less noticeable. but like- he still has blue hair. and it’s awesome.

#the reformed ringwraith #maiasasks

[bearsinpotatosacks]

Song rec asks: 4 & 5? :)

Thanks for the ask!

4. Best song to dance to

Dancing in the Street, the Bowie and Jagger version (it's the only one I've listened to). Dance is in the title!

5. Best song to drive to

I can't drive but the songs LA Woman by the Doors and Sleeping My Day Away by D-A-D (stands for death at disney) come to mind

#ask answered #the reformed ringwraith #ask game

[pixiedroid]

🌷🌺🌻 SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL AND AMAZING AND THAT DESERVE SO MUCH LOVE. KEEP THE GAME GOING 🌻🌺🌷

Awwww thank you!

#the reformed ringwraith

[skimblyshanks]

Idea: (I guess Human AU) anyway, Munk TRIES to take the kittens camping and chaos ensues.

Oh it’s a travesty

Cettie and Pounce both try to jump in the lake. Pounce tries and succeeds several times and ends the day in munk’s spare clothing.

Cettie gets over the lake but gets stuck up a tree trying to get a good look at some birds. Also the birds are mad because she’s too close to their nest.

Electra gets poison oak. and poison ivy. Electra likes to touch the plants and will not be told no.

George wound up getting bitten by a rabbit.

Jemima keeps bringing over small predator animals to show Munk.

Tumble found a snake and decides to put it in his bag to take home.

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Munk rented a large cabin just in case, but tries to teach them how to pitch their tents.  this is equally as disasterous.

Electra and Jemima actually do a pretty good job raising their tent. The problem comes when electra tries to braid osme plants into the poles. This is how she got poison ivy.

Etcetera and Tumble...well, first Etcetera is the only one trying to set it up while tumble is fiddling with something in his bag, then she gets annoyed and wanders off and Tumble leaves his bag alone and takes over.

George is trying to space everything out just right while Pounce sits off to the side, chattering away about all the wildlife there probably was around them. George is internally panicking bc he does not like wild animals.

Then the snake slithers out of the bag.

Jemima, Cettie, and Pounce want to touch it. George runs, screaming, to the porch of the cabin, followed calmly by Electra. Tumble is trying to get to his snake before the others, but especially before Munk, who is picking up the persistent trio and plopping them back on the porch as quickly as they leave the porch again.

Munk grabs Tumble just before he can reach down and runs backward up the porch, unlocks + opens the door, shoves all of them in, closes + locks the door, and gets the snake on a safe path back into the growth and away from their site. He decides that keeping them cabin-bound is the best way them all to survive this trip.

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They convince him to let them out for dinner so Electra can show the others this cool trick she learned about DIY ovens. It did not end well and they were all banished back into the cabin.

#the-reformed-ringwraith

[emmettisapowerbottom]

Popular album asks: Lemonade? :)

“Lemonade: a "bad" song that you love”

Look my taste in music is impeccable anything I listen to is automatically universally a good song because I said so and I’ve never been wrong in my life I am a perfect little princess who has never made a mistake. With that being said... the entirety of my worlds acoustic. The acoustic version of baby fucks so hard. Justin rapping about messaging a girl on Facebook?? Iconic. Never been done before. Legendary. Genre defining. Singlehandedly saved the world.

#ask game #thanks for the ask #Justin Bieber #I hate him now but I had my phase #and his first 3 albums fuck #the 4th is on thin ice but I’ll still listen to it #and anything past that I certainly have never heard and never will #oh and his Christmas album is iconic #mistletoe saved Christmas #the-reformed-ringwraith

[xmarchwarden-of-lothlorienx]

Character energy: I SWEAR it isn't just because of your icon, but Elrond vibes I think!

JAKHSIBA I am honored

Sometimes I feel like elrond because a lot of people tend to come to me for advice. Like I don’t think I’m the greatest person for this, but I’ll try 😅

#asks #the-reformed-ringwraith

[quixoticanarchy]

Story idea pitch: Dragon-geologist friendship story based on the premise of a dragon guarding a very beautiful cave (maybe it has some kind of rare mineral inside) instead of Treasure treasure. The geologist was tasked with going to the cave, but finds the dragon, and it progresses from there.

Yes!!! Thank you so much I love this concept - and thanks to a long car ride, actually wrote something so! Story to follow...

#writing #skravler #the-reformed-ringwraith

[gossip-girl-of-middleearth]

New picrew tag game idea—pose with your favourite fictional character!

Like fans do going to comic con etc, posing with their favourite actors (thanks, covid), make a picrew of you and your favourite fictional character!

Me and Mairon, obviously. I can’t help acknowledging how spectacular he is.

Tagging @elvish-sky @burning-quesadilla @the-reformed-ringwraith @justfangirlthingies @councilofelrond @entishramblings @guardianofrivendell

Link here :)

Also, anyone not tagged, feel free to do it and start a chain with your mutuals!

#imagine going to a con where you could meet your actual favourite characters #like a mix between the scholastic book fair and comic con! #lord of the rings #lotrdaily #picrew #lotr movies #tag games #the hobbit #elves #hobbit #lotr shitpost #legolas #mirkwood #silmarillion #mairon #Sauron #Harry Potter #narnia #shifting #supernatural #criminal minds

[modernmythic]

If you had to pick an elf to bring home as a date for the holidays who would it be? & I am going to be EXCEPTIONALLY cruel & say it can't be Glorfindel. >:)

Ok well it would obviously be Glorfindel

But since you're gonna be MEAN to me 😠 and deny me my boy, I'd probably say Lindir? I think he'd be kind of shy and sweet and definitely a good choice for being around family. He'd be very polite and respectful (you might have to get him to loosen up a bit) but I think he'd probably enjoy having a little cuddle in front of the fire or while watching a holiday movie under a big blanket or something. You might even be able to steal a sweet little kiss under the mistletoe if you manage to find a moment away from everyone else. I'm sure he'd enjoy going on a walk to see the lights with you. He would be a nice date for the holidays.

#ask #the-reformed-ringwraith #lindir

[bonjour-rainycity]

Late in the Night | Part Three

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Prompt: There’s only one bed (Content Challenge Day 6)

Pairing: Legolas x Female Reader

Rating: PG

Word count: 1914

Warnings: None

Challenge participants: @game-ofthe-company @grunid @themerriweathermage @errruvande @the-reformed-ringwraith @awkwardkindatries

A/n Happy Day 6 of my content challenge! If you like my account, chances are you’ll love the accounts mentioned above! Check them out if you can :) If you want more, you can find the challenge’s masterlist here and my personal masterlist here. Okay, happy reading!

The tavern is warm and a welcome escape from the evening chill. Occupying the common room is a small, though lively, crowd, including Gimli and Boromir, who sit in plushy chairs drinking mead by the fire. The barman eyes the newcomers with a measure of surprise — it’s his second unusual guest of the night. Though the woman is predictably human, the one standing next to her is clearly an elf. The barman marvels at his luck, knowing he will be the talk of the town if he can compile some interesting stories about the elf and the dwarf he met this eve.

The barman waves at the odd couple, and they come to the counter. The three exchange pleasantries, but Legolas and Y/n are careful to be vague about their travel plans. Even though the barman seems innocently curious, one can never be too cautious. The barman inquires about their needs.

“Meals for tonight and tomorrow morning, as well as two rooms — at least one with a fireplace if you’ve got it.” Legolas reaches under his cloak and produces a velvet pouch containing the human currency he brought for the journey.

The barman grimaces. “I’m sorry, sir, but I’m afraid there is only one room left. You see, we are a small establishment, and the guests that arrived shortly before you requested separate dwellings.”

With narrowed eyes, Legolas turns to regard a very satisfied-looking human and dwarf. Gimli raises his mug, winking at his elven friend.

“Did they, now,” Legolas murmurs, beginning to guess at his friend’s plan. At his side, he hears Y/n huff in disbelief, obviously having caught on.

To his credit, the barman seems genuinely apologetic. “Yes, I-I’m afraid so, sir. If you like, there is another inn on the other side of town, I could inquire about vacancies there—”

“No, thank you.” Legolas cuts him off, trying to soften his cold tone with a smile. He can’t risk the managers talking and comparing guests before he and his companions are long gone. “We will make do.”

The barman briefly disappears to find the key, and Y/n tries to study Legolas surreptitiously. Unfortunately, he seems to have the same idea about her, and their eyes dart away immediately upon meeting, knowing they’d each been caught.

How awkward.

The barman returns, sliding a smooth silver key into Legolas’ hand, who quickly pays the man. “Would it be too much trouble to have dinner delivered to our room?” Legolas swallows. Our room.

The barman responds favorably, but there is an unmistakable note of disappointment to his tone. No doubt he was looking forward to studying probably the only elf he’s ever seen.

Y/n sneaks a look over to Gimli, who is quite enjoying his mead, and figures that he will give the barman enough entertainment to last a few years.

The pair ascends the stairs, and Y/n notices a pink twinge to Legolas’ cheeks. He stumbles over his words, something quite unusual for him. “I—uh, did not mean to presume. I apologize.”

Y/n shrugs. “You don’t need to apologize. It’s our fault for not asking to arrive first, I guess,” Y/n tries for a laugh, but it’s impossible for Legolas to not notice how she won’t meet his eyes.

He stops on the landing, looking quite pained. He hates the idea of making her uncomfortable. “I will sleep on the floor.”

Y/n takes pity on the poor elf, and puts effort into seeming relaxed. “No, really, it’s okay. It’s no different from lying near each other when we camp, right?”

It is completely different, Legolas thinks, but decides not to share that comment.

They reach the door, and both try to will their nerves away as Legolas turns the key in the lock.

“Oh.” Y/n is pleasantly surprised by the state of the room. “It’s nice.”

Legolas has to agree. The bed—the sole bed—is off the ground and boasts an actual mattress, complete with two fluffy pillows and three blankets. There’s a fireplace, a water basin, a tin tub, two exceptionally large jugs of water, and a changing screen. The presence of these amenities constitutes luxury after their time in the wilderness.

Y/n crosses the threshold first, and Legolas chides his own cowardice. The battlefield gives no fear to him, but sharing a room with the woman he…

Well.

He forces himself to enter the room.

Y/n twists the hem of her tunic in her hands, trying desperately to get through the awkwardness. “Will it bother you if I have a bath?”

Legolas practically catapults himself forward, eager to have a task to busy his mind. “Not at all. I’ll heat the water.” He grabs one of the water-filled jugs, lays it on the grate inside the fireplace, and works to start a fire.

Y/n fiddles with the changing screen, dragging it slightly to the left so it completely shields the length of the tub. Even though the fire is properly kindled, Legolas stays near it, kneeled on the ground, eyes glued to the heating water.

Y/n chances a look at him, and the sight of him brings a small smile to her lips. He’s just so sweet. And though she would never say it out loud, Y/n admits to herself that, if she had to spend the night with any of her companions, Legolas would be her first and only choice.

Y/n busies herself with spot-cleaning their extra clothes until Legolas has the water heated and pours it in the bath.

Are his cheeks red from embarrassment or the heat, she wonders.

“I-I’ll stay near the bed and-and give you your privacy,” he stutters out, looking anywhere but at her.

Definitely embarrassment. Y/n bites back a smile, grabs her washing supplies, and slips behind the changing screen.

She undresses and slides into the water, sighing contentedly at her first encounter with warm water in weeks. Knowing it won’t last long, she works quickly to scrub the dirt from her skin.

Legolas sits on the edge of the bed, trying to distract himself by cleaning their weapons. He doesn’t know whether he should try and converse with her, or ignore her completely, or if he should just run from the room and never come back?

Valar, how this is difficult!

A knock sounds on the door.

“That was fast,” Y/n muses, to which Legolas hums in agreement.

He sheds his cloak and uses it to conceal the weapons, then meets the barman at the door to collect the dinner plates.

Legolas shuts the door with his foot and turns back towards the bed.

And freezes upon realizing the issue.

Y/n is still in the bath.

Legolas exhales, looking down at the plate in his right hand, then to the changing screen, then quickly to the opposite corner of the room, a blush coming to his cheeks once again.

He closes his eyes, drawing in a breath.

You are a prince, he reminds himself. You lead council meetings, command troops, and have the respect of an entire kingdom. Pull yourself together.

Before he can give himself a chance to lose his nerve, he turns on his heel, and marches towards the changing screen.

“Delivery, My Lady.”

The teasing tone in Legolas’ voice catches Y/n off guard, and she releases a startled laugh. He can’t be serious? But she sees the tips of his boots peeking under the edge of the wooden screen, and decides to play along, trusting him to keep his gaze respectful. “You may approach, Good Sir.”

Legolas peeks around the screen, presenting Y/n her plate of food and making a show of keeping his eyes closed.

Y/n giggles, for just a moment forgetting the awkwardness and the insurmountable pressure of the fate of the world on their shoulders. “Such service! Thank you.”

Legolas bows, and returns with his own food to his spot on the bed. As they eat, they trade stories of the time before they knew each other — Y/n being careful to edit any details that would give her non-Arda origins away. When the food is gone and the bathwater runs cold, Y/n dries, dresses in fresh clothing, and folds back the changing screen.

She and Legolas stare at each other, unsure how to proceed.

“Um, is there anything you needed to do before bed?”

“No.” Legolas shakes his head. “You?”

“No.” A pause. “Well, I guess we should go to sleep, unless you wanted a bath?”

“It’s alright, I washed in the stream earlier.”

Y/n shifts on her feet. “Oh. Right. You sure you don’t want something hot?”

Legolas smiles. “Temperature doesn’t affect ellyn the way it does humans.”

Y/n laughs softly at herself, using it as an opportunity to exhale some of the nerves. “Forgot….I’ll just get the candles, then.”

Legolas stands abruptly. “Let me.” Then, his panicked look fades into a teasing smile. “Humans already have terrible eyesight in the daytime, I fear for your safety if I let you stumble around in the dark.”

“Oh, be quiet,” Y/n laughs, crawling onto the side of the bed closest to her. The mattress probably isn’t the softest in the world, but it’s much better than the freezing ground. And the pillow and blankets are a nice touch. Y/n remembers her fluffy bed back home, and finds herself snuggling deeper into the covers, trying to recreate the memory.

The room goes dark, and moments later, Y/n feels the bed dip beside her.

Legolas slides under the covers wordlessly, keeping as far to the edge as he can. His mind runs a million miles a minute, wondering if he’s making her uncomfortable, noticing how nice her hair smells, thinking how he’s going to kill Boromir and Gimli for putting them in this position, and everything in between.

On the other side of the bed, Y/n stares at the wall, unable to calm down enough to sleep. Never in her life has she been so affected by someone else’s presence. It’s just a bed for Pete’s sake, she’s shared plenty of them before!

But she can feel his warmth from across the mattress, can picture how his chest would feel under her cheek, and fights the urge to cuddle in close to him.

Oh how she is going to murder Gimli and Boromir.

Time passes, neither of them knowing how much.

But after a while, Y/n gives voice to the more anxious thoughts in her head, unable to let them go.

“Are you awake?”

Legolas’ voice is soft, barely a whisper in the late night. “Yes.”

Silence, and Legolas wonders if Y/n has fallen asleep. But a few breaths later, she speaks again, this time, with a measure of fear in her voice.

“Do you think we can do it? Destroy the Ring?”

“We will.” His voice is confident, steady, just the reassurance she needs. “No matter the cost, we will see this Evil defeated.”

Y/n sighs, closing her eyes. She gives into the exhaustion in her bones, in her mind, and sinks into dreamless sleep. Legolas follows not long after, allowing himself only the briefest of looks at his slumbering companion. He holds the image of her peaceful face in his mind as he drifts off.

And if they do find themselves cuddled up in the morning, well, no one needs to know.

A/n See you all tomorrow with part four! Likes, comments, and reblogs are so appreciated. Also, let me know if you would like a tag!

Tag list: @angelic-kisses13 @lainphotography @anangelwhodidntfall @sheriffgerard @themerriweathermage @k-llama-llama

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[elvish-sky]

Ask game for writers: 50?

hi love!!! thank you for the ask!!

50. Weirdest story idea you’ve ever had.

a crackfic involving Bilbo and Smaug becoming friends and flying back to the Shire only to retrieve Bilbo’s handkerchief. they end up also scaring off the Sackville-Bagginses and bring back all of Bilbo’s stuff to Erebor, where Bilbo lives for the rest of his life. (Smaug is built a small lair in an nearby mountain so that he can visit. and he felt terrible for Erebor and Dale)

#the reformed ringwraith #maiasasks

[bearsinpotatosacks]

(late haha) Verb Prompts: Tremble? :)

I didn't explain, and probably should've, but I'm not thinking of doing these as asks, but rather prompts for myself to write and post. Thanks for the ask though

#the reformed ringwraith

[thewhiteladyofrohan]

WINNER OF THE FROG v. DUCK WAR

Ok guys so we all voted for which animal we thought was superior (61 responses!?!?😳) and today, May 17, marks the date on which we will determine the winner! I'm going to tag everyone who voted so they can see who won (winner is under the cut). It wouldn't allow me to tag some people so if you know them, please feel free to send it to em 😌: @listen-to-ulmo @elvish-sky @i-am-darth-feanor @justmemyselfandthefridge @letsstaywithstraykids @lady-latte @aggressively-reads-tolkien @taurielsfate @burning-quesadilla @beenovel @wishingtobeinadifferentuniverse @claraofthepen @mstr-boggins @steamed3gg @classyhorseeclipseduck @bitter-sweet-farmgirl @huggable-hobbit @smol-evil-gremlin @penguin-writes-books @iswearimhavingfunx @65binary @sapphossidechick @understandably-odd @imsososssssscared @genderless-pirate @dantedeletes @to-be-frank-i-dont-care @mrsmidnight15 @trashy-king @thedreadpiratepetunia @tiefliing @lotr-fangirl @narnian-fangirl--tumili-blog @imma-marvel-girl @reylo-littlegirl @avatar-girl @tisah-t @potterhead-potterworld @elizabeth-w @famulan-lishang @font-demon @queennefertariofegypt @red-riding @oakenshield @artsywaterlily @thegirlofblue @kriimu10 @small-bisexual-turtle @iwenttomordor @adanaspinksocks @mistymtnscold @the-ghost-duck @shethereadinghobbit @my-darling-haldir @the-reformed-ringwraith @fridaywormteeth @snakesofindia-sursesaji @those-yellow-eyes @surreptitiouslyclandestine @uncannytincan

DRUMROLL PLEASE

*insert victory speech*

#frog #duck #frog v. duck war #frog v. duck #thewhiteladyofrohan #winner #winner frog v. duck

[chibineko55]

We all know this, especially cat owners

@the-reformed-ringwraith came up with this lovely meme through our conversations and I brought it to life with imgflip!

#it is fun talking to you btw #lotr #lord of the rings #lord of the rings memes #lotr memes #cats #cat memes #silmarillion