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stqrgirlie0 · 30 days

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⋆✮theodore nott✮⋆

part 2 / part 3 / part 4

theo’s had a hard childhood, his mother sadly died and all he has left his father. his fucked up father. there’s no wonder as to why theo took up smoking, but this doesn’t change the fact that he’s completely addicted. every inhale and exhale takes him further away from the walls of the castle, just what he wants. just what he needs. despite his mother leaving him from a young age, theo continues his and his mother’s shared passion for learning, doesn’t necessarily mean he’s at the top of his classes but he’s doing pretty good if he says so himself. theo was also taught how to play the piano but avoids doing so because he thinks it reminds him of his mother too much. but if you wake up in the middle of the night, you might faintly hear a sweet sweet melody being played from the common room.. all the neglect from his father’s end corrupted his innocence growing up, and as a child Theo often spent his time in solitude. however he didn’t let this affect his relationships in his teenhood, and still chose to foster relationships- but only as far as friendships. Theo has never been in a relationship and the ‘sleeping around’ thing his friends so often did, didn’t seem so appealing to him. that is, until he saw you. he was sure you were new but when you first talked and told him you’ve been here since first year, let’s just say it wasn’t one of his proudest moments. from that moment he knew exactly what he was going to do. it took a while, his grovelling weirded you out at first- did he like you? was he trying to do this as a joke? eventually you’d realised it was in fact not a joke, and theodre nott actually did like you, yes. however did you know what to do in response? absolutely not, so of course you turn to everyone’s go-to flirting method: feigned dislike. it worked wonders while also creating a tense but playful rivalry between you and theo. did this confuse theo at first? slightly, yes. but was he also turned on by it? absofuckinglutely. in case it isn’t obvious, things did eventually get heated… everything about you had him going crazy- your smile, your eyes, your laugh, your comebacks, your scent, your hands, YOUR HANDS. gosh he goes absolutely feral over your hands (mainly because he imagines he’ll be putting a ring on it one day, but asides from that..) the way that they fit so perfectly into his alters his brain chemistry or something because trust me this man will be holding onto it and fidgeting around with it EVERY. SECOND. OF. THE. DAY. while everyone thinks he’s a complicated character, he’s actually not. there’s a limited amount of ways to get to his heart- food, hugs and hickeys. food: you know it, every theo enthusiast has heard this about a million times, all the more reason to believe it to be true!! he will literally eat his whole weight and won’t think anything of it, and will STILL be skinny af. hugs: this man needs his hugs just to relax and have a lil breather. a back hug, a side hug, a bear hug, straddle hug, you name it he will hold onto you like a koala! hickeys: alright, enough of our soft teddy, Mr Nott knows his way around your neck, shoulders, chest, EVERYWHWRE. there’s nothing sweet about this, he wants everyone to know who makes you a hot moaning mess every night.

#hmm should I do a part two??🤔🤔#y’all know I’ll do anything for my theo bby

#slytherin #slytherin boys #theo nott imagine #theo nott smut #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott smut #theodore nott imagine #theodore nott #theodore nott x you #theodore x reader #theodore nott x y/n #theo nott #theodore nott x slytherin!reader #lorenzo zurzolo

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hazelsmirrorball · 1 year

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The Anonymous Red Velvet Cupcakes Baker

summary: Y/n loves red velvet cupcakes, so to win her heart someone anonymously tries to make her family’s secret recipe pairing: Theodore Nott x Fem! Reader warning: fluff, fluff and fluff. Also reminding you guys that english isn’t my main language so sorry for any mistake. a/n: Still going strong with this little valentine series. I hope all of you are up to date with the imagines and that you’re enjoying it as much as I enjoy writing it. I decided to mix two things that make a good match that I love, Theodore Nott and Red Velvet cupcakes. So I hope you guys enjoy this imagine. Lots of love.

Cupids Fourteen Love Stories Masterlist.

previous imagine.

regular masterlist.

It was Valentines day week at Hogwarts, everyone was being extra touchy and lovey dovey with their partners, which Y/n despised. All her friends had someone to hang with and be all in love for valentines day leaving her alone to mourn her loneliness. It’s not that she willingly wanted to be alone, it was that her eyes were settled on someone specifically that wouldn’t even blink her way. But hope wasn’t lost completely she still had faith in getting someone for Valentines. But in the meantime she would just have to wait.

Y/n slowly looked up from her book, noticing in the table in front of her a small group of Slytherins, laughing their ass off at Merlins knows what. She quietly scanned the group quickly looking between the familiar faces but her eyes rested on the one person that could make her heart skip a beat,Theodore Nott. His face was covered with his usual soft glare look, very different from the other Slytherins beside him that had the faces adorned with a smile. There were a lot of ways Y/n could describe Theodore. He was different that’s for sure, he was dry when it came to talking he would speak the minimum or nothing at all, like he had million secrets to hide. He was quite handsome Y/n would even say he was the most handsomest guy in Slytherin. He was a brilliant student making himself the top of his class. A bonus point was that Theodore was a good quidditch player. But something drew Y/n toward Theodore and that was his coldness. Theodre Nott was the opposite of Y/n and that’s what made him so interesting to her. She wanted to talk to him, break his walls, hell she could even try to make him smile for once. Oh, what she would do to make him smile, Y/n being the cause of his smile would be the death of her. She could bet that his was the best smile in Hogwarts. But that was quite far from the reality she currently lived in.

She wasn’t friends with Theo, hell he didn’t even know of her existence. She wasn’t one to talk to other people besides her friend and adding to the fact that her big crush on him would make her run away just from a hi slipping out of his lips, she was doomed.And even if she had the courage to talk to him, theo rarely talk to his friends he wasn’t going to start talking out of the blue with her. So Y/n only option was admiring from afar, something she had been doing since her eyes landed on the tall beauty,

She quickly stopped looking at the group focusing on the book she was previously reading while trying to catch up where she had left behind. But it was quite hard given the fact that she could only concentrate on two things Theodore Nott and her rumbling belly.

“Pst, Earth to Y/n” Her thoughts were quickly snapped by Hermione snapping her fingers in front of her face. She held a small box in her hand settling it in front of Y/n with a smile quickly sitting in front of her blocking her view of Theodore.

“What’s this?” Y/n asked while closing her book and looking at the box in front of her with a raised eyebrow.

“Someone left this next to my bag with a small note that said give to Y/n so I followed instructions.” Hermione said while shrugging her shoulders and taking the small paper and placing it beside the box.

“And you, Hermione Granger, didn’t ask any questions about it?” Y/n asked to inspect the box carefully.

“I tried. But this handwriting doesn’t seem familiar at all. Maybe it’s your mystery to solve” ]

“What’s there to solve? It’s probably Fred or George playing a stupid prank on me.” While slowly pulling the nicely done ribbon adorning the box.

“I actually don’t think it’s a prank. We are near valentines day. Maybe you have someone that you like..” Hermione quickly gets cut off by Y/n.

“You think I have a secret admirer? Please Hermione, I think you’ve been spending so much time with Harry and Ron.” She muttered annoyed , stopping herself from opening the box.

“Y/n live a little. Someone took the time to give you something and you’re being a downer”

“Fine I’ll open it” Y/n mumbled while opening the small box. Her lips curved into a small smile noticing the cute and beautifully made cupcake inside. Y/n loved cupcakes, specifically Red velvet cupcakes. It was her go to everything. If she was sad she ate a Red Velvet cupcake, angry red Velvet cupcake, happy Red Velvet cupcake. Everything could be resolved with a Red Velvet cupcake. But in February it tasted so different, with more love. This was the perfect excuse to sneak as many Red Velvet cupcakes as possible without anyone judging.Red Velvet Cupcakes were her thing. Y/n did miss the cupcakes from back home, the one’s at Hogwarts never tasted as good. But seeing a nicely made cupcake made her remember her grandma's baking and the cupcakes she used to make for her. Whoever made this was succeeding to get on her good side.

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The next day, Y/n decided to do some light reading to catch up on some work. She headed to the library and when she finally stumbled with her usual chair she stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes trailed towards the small box similar to the day before, placed on the table where she used to sit this time with a small note.

to Y/n,

Here's a good homemade cupcake. I hope it sweetens your day. Heard you didn’t have the best time at charms today, hope this makes you feel better.

Several thoughts went through Y/n head, one of her friends had to be pranking her. But like Herminone had mentioned the handwriting wasn’t similar to anything she had seen before, it was unknown to her. Maybe they paid someone to write it down for them. She slowly opened the box to see a cupcake similar to the one before which she sadly couldn’t enjoy because Ron had devoured it. She slowly pulled the cupcake to her lips while looking around to see if the person was close by since the cupcake was still warm.

She took a small bite and her eyes opened widely. THe cupcake tasted exactly like the one her grandma made when she was a kid. The Red Velvet was chewy with several chocolate chips and chunks filled in the middle with a cheesecake filling and topped with a wonderful cream cheese frosting.It was God sent on eart which made her quickly trow her head back out a pleasure while taking another big bite of the cupcake. But her happiness came to a stop when it came to her head the fact that no one besides her family knew about the cheesecake filling so she instantly knew that the cupcake wasn’t made by anyone close to her. But who would just leave a random cupcake for her? twice? That was something she was going to find out.

The girl slowly turned the paper that was previously written on and wrote down:

to the anonymous red velvet cupcake baker,

I'm suspicious about the fact that you know my grandma's recipe. But I wanted to say thank you for those cupcakes!! It was so lovely.

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Two days left before Valentine's day and all she had was one letter and two eaten cupcakes but none to thank personally. Hermione and her tried deducing who could be a good baker but no one could guess that simple detail. It was driving her insane, she couldn’t think straight all day, all night, everything revolved around those cupcakes and that damn anonymous baker. Hell, she even asked her grandma if she had given anyone the family recipe, which she quickly responded offended with a no. So she decided to relax and followed her normal routine, ending her day as she always did, at the library. A smile grew on her face when she noticed another box where she usually sat at, again. She quickly walked up to it trying not to fall in the process. She quickly took the note in her hands and read it.

dear red velvet cupcakes enjoyer,

I see we’re on a code name basis. Here’s another cupcake to ease your nerves, just enjoy it. Maybe if you relax I’ll personally deliver a dozen to you. Made it with lots of love.

love, anonymous red velvet cupcake baker.

Y/n looked around again trying to see if someone was near her but again she found herself with no one around her. She took another bite enjoying the sweet gooeyness. She quickly shook her head and took her pen out to leave them a little note.

dear anonymous red velvet cupcake baker,

I see you added peppermint, makes me assume you like mint chocolate ice cream which scares me a lot. Better luck next time.

love, red velvet cupcake enjoyer.

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Valentine's Day finally came and by the look of it more people had coupled up, even more than before making Y/n more annoyed than ever. All she wanted to do was eat her cupcakes. She counted the hours wanting to see what the mystery person left. So far Y/n had a horrible day but her smile didn’t fall not even once waiting and wishing to try the red velvet sweetness. So in her free period she quickly ran towards the library pushing through the people in front of her. Her smile slowly dropped, noticing the empty table in front of her. She sighed while sitting down on her usual chair this time with a different energy. She pulled out her book and attempted to study. Lost in her books she lost track of time noticing she was late to her charms class. She quickly ran the halls trying to get to her lecture as quickly as possible. When she finally passed the door and excused herself with her professor she almost walked back out when her eyes stumbled upon the empty chair next to Theodore Nott. She quickly walked towards the chair sitting quietly trying to catch on the notes that were previously given. It was no surprise that she was failing the class and she least needed to be late. But what surprised her even more was Theodrore Nott’s notes slipping across the table so she could copy them off from.

“Thanks” quickly mumbled while messily writing her notes which Theodore simply nodded while looking towards the professor.

When the class finally ended and the class started to leave the classroom. Y/n picked up her bag ready to leave but she quickly stopped dead in her tracks when she heard those four letters slipped out of those lips.

“Here”

She quickly looked up towards him, her mouth opening like a fish under water. She quickly noticed the small smile plaster on his face. She tried to understand what was happening. She opened her mouth but words didn’t seem to come out of her lips. She could feel her face turn hot and she couldn’t look him straight in the eyes. All she did was look down at the box in his left hand and the bouquet of flowers in his right. She had no idea how he even hid that so well

“Excuse me?” she tried to get out. It was barely understandable, he had to lean over to hear her right.

“I thought you read the letters I wrote? I said I was going to give them personally to you” he said while directing the box and roses towards you.

“Wait, you were the one making the cupcakes?” She asked, starting to think it was all a prank. What was happening. c

“Yes! Why are you so surprised? Didn’t expect me to be good at baking?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. It was the first time she had heard him speak that much.

“I just didn’t expect Theodore Nott to anonymously leave me Red Velvet cupcakes in an attempt to show me he knows my “secret” recipe.” She said while taking the box and flowers in her hands.

“Go ahead, try it!” He said patiently, waiting for her reaction to the cupcakes. She quickly took a cupcake out of the box and slowly brought up a cupcake towards her lips taking a bite while closing her eyes softly.

“Well, you excelled your duties as a baker. It tastes amazing” She responded with a smile. Theodore slowly leaned towards her making her nervously stop dead in her tracks. He passed her thumb against her lips, cleaning the excessive amount of frosting. He quickly pulled his towards his own lips tasting it.

“Took my chances. So, Y/n’s secret recipe is cheesecake filling.”

“Shh, don’t say it too loudly, you’ll ruin the family recipe.” She responded playfully with a smile.

“Sorry, Sorry but you should tell that to Hermione” He said acting confused

“I don’t understand,” Y/n asked, scrunching up her nose.

“She was the one that gave me your grandmas address to owl her for the recipe”

“Wait, you asked my grandma for her recipe? That traitor she told me she had no idea about anyone else knowing about that recipe ”

“Well now we have to keep it in our family” Theodore said winking at her

“Slow down Theo. Take me out to dinner first then I’ll decide if I’ll marry you” She said sarcastically.

“Bold” he laughed

“But seriously, why were you doing all of this in the first place?” She asked, confused.

“You make this cute little face when you bite the cupcakes. I wanted to be the one that made you do that adorable face.”

#theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #theodore #theodore nott imagine #imagines #masterlist #valentines #golden era #golden trio era #slytherin boys #hp fic #Slytherinboys x reader

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ellorypurebloodculture · 6 months

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First of all, Happy Friday. :D If this sparks a imagine in you mind - FSF, High Lord Slytherin and Harriet Potter/Slytherin - grandfather and granddaughter.

Happy Friday! 💖

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"Granpapa," High Heiress Harriet Slytherin says as she toddles into his office, "tea party time."

High Lord Tom Slytherin glares at his best friends, Lord Theodred Nott and Lord Abraxas Malfoy, as they silently laugh at him. He scoops his precious little serpent up in his arms and says, "Should we invite Granpapa's friends too?"

Harriet looks over at them, her emerald green eyes narrowed and her tiny lips pursed before declaring, "No, too old."

Tom smirks as Abraxas splutters gracelessly and carries Harriet off for their afternoon tea party.

#ellory writes #five sentence ficlet friday #tom marvolo riddle jr. & female harry potter

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torchwood-99 · 11 days

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Boromir/Theodred is one of those ships that the more I think about it, the more I love it. I love it in canon where it ends tragically, I love canon AUs where they live and it's bittersweet, I love total AUs where it's modern day and it's big fun.

I've also started head-canoning that Theodred and Boromir were plotting to set Eowyn and Faramir up. It's mostly sort of joking between them, a "hey wouldn't these two be perfect for each other", but the more they discuss it, the more they want it to happen.

Initially I liked this because it was shippy and funny and "big brotherly" and there's this fanart here Torchwood-99 — scyllas-revenge: greypetrel: sacherali: Why... (tumblr.com)

But also, if we're going bittersweet, it could be a way of Boromir and Theodred joining their houses, almost getting married by proxy, the two of them trying to live out their own desire to be together officially by marrying their younger siblings to each other.

(Imagine them at the wedding, standing at the bride and groom's side, looking at each other as the vows are read.)

Also on the bittersweet note, there's something lovely about Eowyn and Faramir accidentally fulfilling their loved one's wishes by finding each other, even after Theodred and Boromir have already passed.

If we're going full on wish fulfilment, we can have Boromir and Theodred live, get back from the battle at the Black Gates, and finding out that their OTP has gotten together, without them.

In this AU, Boromir ends up deciding that after Mordor's fall, he can start to live for his own happiness, after struggling a little with who he is now that there's no enemy to fight anymore. After some heart to hearts with Aragorn and Faramir, he ends up giving over the Stewardship to Faramir, and goes to Rohan as an ambassador.

(Eomer, Eowyn, Faramir and Aragorn all know, as these things aren't so uncommon around soldiers. It starts off as that "thing" that isn't spoken of, but as years go by, it becomes a more open subject within the family circle.)

#Lotr #Lord of the Rings #Boromir #Theodred #Boromir-x-Theodred #Faramir #Eowyn #Farawyn #Faramir-x-Eowyn

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magiclostinfantasy · 3 months

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Beyond Expectations || Lorenzo Berkshire x reader

Warnings: None (It’s just long)

Summary: When Y/N and Enzo, two Slytherins with contrasting personalities are chosen to work together, a connection blossoms between the two that goes deeper than either could imagine.

The dimly lit common room of Slytherin House buzzed with hushed conversations as students prepared for the upcoming Teacher Appreciation Celebration. Lorenzo Berkshire, seated near the fireplace with a book in hand, stood out amidst the animated discussions and occasional bursts of laughter.

As Y/N L/N sauntered into the room, the energy shifted. Her presence was magnetic, drawing attention like moths to a flame. "Well, if it isn't darling Enzo, our resident sweetheart," she teased, her words dripping with playful sarcasm. Draco, Blaise and Pansy, lounging nearby, erupted in laughter.

Enzo looked up from his book, a soft smile on his face. "Hey, Y/N. What's the occasion for your sunny disposition today?"

"Occasion? No occasion, Enzo. I'm just basking in the glory of being me," Y/N replied, her trademark confidence evident in every word. She threw herself onto the couch next to him, bouncing slightly.

He chuckled, "Must be a heavy burden, carrying all that glory around."

Y/N grinned. "You have no idea, darling."

Their banter continued, their friends observing with amused expressions. Enzo and Y/N, despite being part of the same group, had always maintained a friendly distance. The ‘Slytherin Gang’, as they were often called, knew them as the odd pair within their group, the sweet guy and the unapologetic party lover.

The moment of surprise arrived when Professor Snape, the head of House, announced the collaborative task for the Teacher Appreciation Celebration. Y/N and Enzo exchanged glances as their names were called out, and Mattheo and Theodre erupted in a chorus of wolf whistles and teasing remarks.

"Well, well, Enzo, looks like you've got yourself a partner in crime," Pansy teased.

Y/N shot Enzo a wry smile, "Hope you're ready for the adventure, Berkshire."

He nodded, a glint of determination in his eyes. "Bring it on, L/N."

The library, with its towering shelves and the scent of aged parchment, became the unlikely setting for Y/N and Enzo's first collaborative venture. Their friends had dispersed to their respective tasks, leaving the duo alone with the daunting assignment of speaking about Professor Snape for the Celebration.

Y/N, flipping through a stack of parchment, muttered to herself, "Talking about Snape positively is going to be a challenge. The man practically thrives on sarcasm and disdain."

Enzo nodded, "True, but every professor has their strengths, right? We just need to find Snape's."

With a smirk, Y/N retorted, "If he has any."

Together they attempted to devise a strategy for approaching the notoriously puzzling professor. The library, once a haven of quiet contemplation, echoed with their lively discussion.

As they delved into the complexities of Professor Snape's character, the initial discomfort between Y/N and Enzo began to fade. A shared laugh here, a thoughtful comment there – the more they spoke, the more they discovered the unexpected similarities beneath their contrasting exteriors.

"Maybe," Y/N suggested, "we could appeal to Snape's sense of pride. Talk about his expertise in potions and how his strict demeanour ensures discipline."

Enzo added, "And we can mention his unwavering loyalty to Slytherin. He's always been protective, even if it's in his own weird way."

Their collaboration didn't go unnoticed by Professor Snape, who had an uncanny ability to sense shifts in the atmosphere. Each interview with the Potions Master became a unique challenge, as his sarcastic remarks and piercing gaze tested the duo’s resolve.

One day, as they faced Snape's particularly cutting comments, Y/N shot a quick glance at Enzo. Without words, they exchanged a knowing look, a silent acknowledgment of the shared struggle. In that moment, amidst Snape's criticisms, a connection blossomed.

Their interviews with Snape gradually transformed into opportunities for deeper conversations between Y/N and Enzo. They shared personal anecdotes, discussed their Hogwarts experiences, and even found common ground in their aspirations for the future.

As their collaboration progressed, Professor Snape's sarcastic remarks took on a more observant tone. Their friends noticed the shift, exchanging curious glances and subtle nods of approval.

Little did Y/N and Enzo realise that the Teacher Appreciation Celebration was not only shaping up to be a showcase of Snape's qualities but also a stage for the unveiling of a connection that went beyond the surface of their Slytherin personas.

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One day, as Y/N and Enzo poured over their notes, Enzo couldn't help but ask, "Do you ever wonder why Snape agreed to be part of this celebration? I mean, he's not exactly the type to revel in appreciation."

Y/N chuckled, "I've thought about it. Maybe he secretly enjoys the attention, even if he won't admit it."

Enzo smirked, "Or maybe he just wanted to torture us with his comments."

Their laughter echoed through the library, drawing disapproving glances from Madam Pince, the librarian. Unfazed, Y/N and Enzo continued their banter. As they delved deeper into Snape's character, they found themselves sharing more than just insights about the Potions Master. Stories from their childhood, dreams for the future, and even the vulnerabilities they hid behind their Slytherin personas surfaced in the conversations.

One afternoon, after a particularly gruelling interview with Snape, they found solace in the secluded courtyard. The cool breeze rustled the leaves as they sat on a stone bench, reflecting on the journey they had embarked upon.

"Who would've thought working with Snape could be this... revealing?" Y/N mused, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Enzo nodded, "It's like peeling back layers, isn't it? Snape's layers, and maybe our own too."

Their eyes met, and in that unspoken connection, they acknowledged the surprising bond that had blossomed between them. Pansy and Theo, watching from a distance, exchanged knowing glances. The 'Slytherin Gang' had always been about defying expectations, and Y/N and Enzo were living embodiments of that philosophy.

The Teacher Appreciation Celebration loomed on the horizon, and the culmination of their collaborative efforts drew near. Snape, though still maintaining his stoic facade, seemed to observe the pair with a subtle hint of approval.

As they finalised their speech about Professor Snape, Y/N and Enzo found themselves weaving not just a narrative about their professor but also a story of their own unexpected connection. The celebration, it seemed, would not only be a testament to Snape's merits but also a revelation of the intricate threads that bound two seemingly different Slytherins together.

The night of the Teacher Appreciation Celebration arrived, casting a soft glow across the decorated Great Hall. Tables were adorned with elegant decorations, and the air buzzed with anticipation. Y/N and Enzo, dressed in their finest attire, mingled with the guests, their shared secret hidden beneath the surface.

As they approached the podium to speak about Professor Snape, Y/N shot Enzo a reassuring smile. Enzo cleared his throat and began, "Professor Snape, a figure often misunderstood within the walls of Hogwarts. Known for his wit, sarcasm, and formidable presence, he has left an unfading mark on many of us."

Y/N seamlessly took over, "Behind the facade of sternness lies a man dedicated to his craft. Professor Snape's prowess in potions is unparalleled, and his commitment to Slytherin House is undeniable. It may not always be evident, but his loyalty is a force to be reckoned with."

The duo's speech, a blend of humour and genuine admiration, garnered both intrigued whispers and subtle nods of approval from the audience. Snape, seated among the other professors, maintained his usual stoicism, but a glint in his eyes suggested that he was not entirely immune to the sentiments expressed.

As Y/N and Enzo concluded their speech, the applause from the audience was genuine and heartfelt. Their friends erupted into cheers, proud of the duo who had managed to portray Professor Snape in a light that few had witnessed before.

After the celebration, amidst the congratulatory remarks and well-wishes, Y/N and Enzo found themselves in a quiet corner of the Great Hall. The dim light accentuated the warmth in Enzo's eyes as he spoke, "We did it, Y/N. I never thought talking about Snape could be so... rewarding."

Y/N grinned, "Yeah, who would've thought? We make a great team, Berkshire."

Enzo's gaze lingered for a moment, and in that silent exchange, they both realised that the connection they had forged was something special. Their friends, watching from afar, exchanged satisfied smiles, recognizing that their friends had stumbled upon a love story that defied expectations.

As the night continued, Y/N and Enzo joined the festivities, dancing and revelling in the joy of their shared accomplishment. The celebration marked not only the appreciation of a stern professor but also the beginning of a romance that had blossomed unexpectedly within the depths of Slytherin House.

The Slytherin common room was alive with the crackling of the fireplace and the murmur of conversations. Y/N and Enzo sat on a plush couch, surrounded by their friends. Amidst playful banter and laughter, the topic shifted to their unique romance.

Enzo grinned, "Who would've thought we'd become the Slytherin power couple?"

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, "Power couple, Berkshire? Don't let it get to your head. We're just us."

Their friends exchanged knowing glances, teasing smiles evident on their faces. Mattheo chimed in, "But seriously, how did this happen? You two were like oil and water before."

Y/N shot Enzo a sly look, "Guess love has a way of turning things upside down. Even in Slytherin."

Enzo chuckled, "True. Love, the ultimate disrupter."

As they navigated the social intricacies of Slytherin House, the challenges became more apparent. In a quiet moment in the courtyard, Y/N voiced her concerns, "Enzo, do you ever worry about what they say? About us?"

Enzo sighed, "It's hard not to, Y/N. Slytherin House has its expectations. But we're not defined by those expectations, we define them."

Their hands found each other in a reassuring grip, and Y/N smiled, "You're right, Berkshire. Let them talk."

One evening, as they gathered in the common room, the conversation took a more serious turn. Draco spoke up, "You know, I wasn't sure about this at first, but you two... you're actually good for each other."

Enzo nodded, "We may be different, but that's what makes it work. We balance each other out." Y/N nodded in agreement.

As the weeks passed, Y/N and Enzo's connection deepened, and their love story became a testament to the resilience of the human heart, even within the cunning confines of Slytherin House.

The pinnacle of their journey came during a celebratory Slytherin House gathering. Surrounded by friends, Y/N and Enzo stood hand in hand. Theo raised his glass, "To Y/N and Enzo!"

The common room erupted in cheers, and even the usually stern portraits on the walls seemed to acknowledge the significance of this unconventional romance.

As the night unfolded, Y/N and Enzo danced, laughter and whispers of approval following in their wake. Amidst the swirling emotions and lively atmosphere, they knew their love had not just defied stereotypes but had become a beacon for others daring to embrace the unexpected in the realm of magic and relationships.

#Lorenzo Berkshire #blaise zabini #mattheo riddle #enzo berkshire #slytherin boys #Y/N L/N #SEVERUS SNAPE #x Reader

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electracution · 2 months

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Howdy! I'm in love with your fanart! You capture the characters' expressions and depth so well, and I love the details of their hair and eyes especially.

Do you like to stick only to movie-accurate character designs? Or do you have any other headcanons for what your favorite LOTR characters look like?

Hello!! Thank you so much 🩷

I do stick to the movie designs, because I despise change. It's probably a symptom of undiagnosed autism, but I digress. I can't imagine them as anyone else other than the actors. I love all the other renditions of lotr characters when others do them, I truly do, but I don't think I can do it myself... Which is a shame. Because they're cute.

I have headcanons on Theodred though, because he's a clean board :) The actor's face is barely in the movie so my mind doesn't register it properly. I wrote PAGES on this man in my fic. None of them are "canon".

What are yours? I'd like to hear them <3

#ask #artists on tumblr #tolkien

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arafinweanappreciation · 1 year

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I was listening to the TTT soundtrack (The Funeral of Theodred specifically) while I was working and it kind of hit me that in that scene where Eomer thinks Eowyn is dead, that's it. In that moment, he thinks that in the course of less than a year he lost all of his remaining family members. His uncle (who was probably more like a father), his cousin (who was probably more like a brother), and his sister. All gone. Just like his parents. I can't even begin to imagine that kind of despair, or the massive relief it must have brought when it turned out that she was alive.

#we need to appreciate eomer more i think

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brigwife · 8 months

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You’re caused me to become obsessed with borodred and I desperately need to hear ur thoughts on an idea I saw on another blog where Theodred joins Boromir on his journey to Rivendell/joins the Fellowship alongside him

It’s such an interesting concept and I would rlly like to hear ur take on it pretty please🥺🙏

hehehhehhehe 🔓 achievement unlocked 🔓: Infect others with your brain worms!!

I'm already planning to have Théodred join Boromir for at least part of the journey to Imladris in my fic, but then I was gonna have them separate because I'm trying to make it as canon compliant as possible hahahha

But Théodred at the Council of Elrond? Joining the Fellowship?? AAAAHH that is such a cute AU! And imagine the other members being like "is there something going on between these two? 🤨🤔" It would make SUCH a good fic!

On a slight diversion though - I'm not sure how that would fit in with Elrond's plan to send a company of 9 (at least in the books). He only let Merry and Pippin go because there were 2 spots left Gandalf advised it would be best... What would happen if there was only one spot? Elrond wanted to send Pippin home because he's baby, but I can't imagine Merry would have agreed to go without him. Maybe they just allow ten...

#Borodred

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oathwilled · 6 months

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Theodre approves

imagine gaining approval from the companions just cause they like your accent 😎

also @ofunderdarks i know this was u ur getting tagged

#anonymous #;; & gathered round the campfire. ( ooc )

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thiswaycomessomethingwicked · 1 year

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For the piping hot asks: Grima + 👃, 👂, 😍, 💋, 🔥, 💞, and 💌, please!!

Thank you sooooo much for this!! Apologies in advance for the novel I wrote you. But this is Grima and you were so very generous in asking me many things! 💞💞💞

[Qs from the Piping Hot OC asks]

Does your OC smell good? Do they have a signature scent?

Does.

Grima Wormtongue.

Smell good?

Finally, a question I have been asked!

Everyone in Rohan has an Odour. No one smells good by our standards. Not Eomer. Not Eowyn. Not Theoden. Not Theodred. Not Grima. No one.

Just saying.

These people aren’t bathing every other day. The very wealthy are bathing maybe bi-weekly? Weekly at most and that’s a hell of a lot of work (for the servants, to be fair. Since these are posh nobles who don’t labour for themselves. Since really, the only commoner among them who has probably drawn his own water and heated his own tub at a regular basis at some point in his life is Grima). This is all presuming that Rohan has a pro-bathing culture and doesn’t believe hot water opens your pores into which illness descends and gives you plague.

Just context setting.

Anyway.

So ok look, I understand why Peter Jackson took the approach he did for Grima in the films—he needed to make him visually distinctive. He had a lot of characters who kind of looked the same (I remember the first time I watched FOTR and I couldn’t tell Boromir and Aragorn apart) and he needed to make sure the audience was able to swiftly look at a scene and go a) New Person! We haven’t seen this one yet! & b) He is Clearly Evil. We can tell by his appearance alone. He doesn’t need to speak, we can just tell that he is evil.

(There’s so much to unpack about why we associate those visual markers as evil, but that’s for another time.)

However, when we look at Grima as a character—where he is positioned in society, his role, his rank etc. etc.—then the greasy, probably-gross-to-be-near, implied-minimal-personal-hygiene persona doesn’t make sense.

I am perfectly willing to have Grima be visually ugly in his base appearance (his face should be weird and unappealing). I’m fine with that. In fact, that’s how I want it. But he is a man with no family standing, no land, no title, his entire fortune and position is dependent on the good graces of the king.

Within the court he’s a distinguished enough figure that he is the king’s chief advisor. [I talk about the roles he might have played elsewhere on my tumblr.] And he is close enough to Theoden that he sits at his right hand and holds enough power to speak plainly to titled men and distinguished guests without needing to bow too low to the ground.

This means he has standards of appearance and self-grooming that he would be held to and expected to fulfill. The social (and personal, political) cost of not meeting these expectations would be high and Grima is a climber and a survivor therefore I see him as being dedicated to meeting the standards others impose on him.

He also is clearly someone who values wealth, nice clothes, displays of power etc. and that includes bathing and primping and preening and all that good stuff. The fact that he has time and financial means to Look Fancy says a lot about his position within society—even if he doesn’t have a nice title or whack of land to go along with it.

All of this to say—by the standards of Rohan, yes. He smells good.

Does he have a signature scent? I don’t know if Rohan has a perfume culture that would enable the idea of a signature scent, but he’d probably have some form of soap and such that he’s partial to. Also does Rohan believe in miasma-theory of disease spread? Because if so, Grima totally wanders around with a clove studded orange.

Could I have answered that in two paragraphs? Yes. Did I choose violence instead? Yes.

2. Does your OC have an attractive voice?

As it’s not described in the books, so far as I can remember, I tend to flip flop on how I imagine his voice to sound. There are days when I head canon it as resting higher up in his throat/nose – so it comes out a little nasally.

Then there are days when I head canon it as deeper and he can speak quietly, when he wants to. The sort of weighted quiet that you have to really stop what you’re doing and pay attention in order to follow him. Which is a good way to ensure his audience is focused on him, and him alone. (I had a director at work who did that and I remember it being very effective during negotiations.)

Looking purely at canon, I lean towards the latter option since he is clearly positioned as the mini-version of Saruman, so to speak. He’s meant to have abilities that mirror the wizard’s but aren’t equal to him. Saruman’s Voice is infamous, therefore as a scaled down version, it stands to reason Grima’s voice would have been pleasant to listen to.

He's definitely a good public speaker, as we see in that battle of the wits with Gandalf (in the books, as the films cut 95% of it). Gandalf obviously wins, but Grima definitely holds his own. Also, he comes from an oral tradition society where rhetoric and public oration are highly prized, so he’d be well versed in it. Also song is a huge part of Rohirric culture so he’s likely able to hold a tune, at the very least, if not know how to properly sing.

So yeah, I would say I generally view him as having a pleasant voice to listen to. When I’m not leaning into the slightly whiny version, but that’s just me and not based in canon.

3. What does your OC find irresistible in others?

Smarts and confidence. 100%. Intelligence and willpower and a strong personality that conveys “I’m in charge, I know what I’m doing, and I am strong in my sense of self.” Grima is one of life’s followers, that boy don’t lead, and I think he finds highly confident and intelligent people very attractive. Power is also irresistible to him—so someone in a position of wealth and power who throws their weight around, is clever and wise, and conveys an air of “I’ll walk on you, but it’ll be sexy”—that person would be Grima’s catnip.

I personally write him as having a thing for people who could physically break him. Like Eomer could bench press that man. So could Eowyn, for that matter.

Grima: It’s so hot that you could kill me.

Eomer:

Eomer: right.

4. Is your OC a good kisser? How do they do it?

I think he’s tolerable. Not someone you’d write home about but he’s not terrible. He’s not like, trying to chew your face off.

As in life, in this he is more of a follower. So, he might start instigating something, but he’ll quickly want the other person to lead. I mean, look at the (attempted) seduction scene in the movies with Eowyn. I think he was hoping, “if I lead us to a certain point in this dance, she’ll take up the reigns from there.”

(To be fair, it is hard to say how much of that was him as a person and how much of that hinged on class and rank issues. She’s the daughter of kings, he’s a nobody. He can’t touch her without her consent without serious repercussions. I know he was controlling her uncle and some of the court, but there are certain social and class rules that he wouldn’t be able to squirm out of and I strongly believe “the commoner laid a hand on the noblewoman and she didn’t want it” is one of them. It’s that sticky thing of—he might be a man in a very, clearly patriarchal society—but it is also a classist and rank-focused society wherein she’s the niece of the king, sister to the third marshal, cousin of the second marshal, and descended from the house of Eorl on both sides of the family. She outranks him to an insane degree. And again, his power and position is by the grace of Theoden alone. Her power and position is by dint of birth.)

In terms of approach, I think he goes from gentle to rough pretty quickly—depending who the other party is depends on if he wants to be hurt or do the hurting.

5. What’s a surefire way to make your OC get flustered?

Lord, I have no idea. I think it would depend on the person and the situation. He’s quick witted, we know, so I suspect he just defaults to sarcasm whenever presented with something unexpected, even if it’s sentimental or heart-felt from the other person.

I always think it’s interesting how taken aback he is in the Eowyn-Theodred-Death-Bed-scene when he’s doing his “oh you are alone” shtick then she says the famous “your words are poison” and storms out. I can’t tell if he actually thought she might be swayed and is surprised that she’s not or if the words hit home (I don’t think this is the case, for some reason). I’m not sure what to make of that scene in terms of his expectations and reaction to the outcome. Regardless, he’s clearly flustered/surprised.

For more sentimental things, I think if he was keen on a person and they complimented something he took real pride in, he would find it surprising and might be taken aback. Then he’d go through his paranoid-politician brain of: what do they want? What are they trying to get from me? what’s the secret motive? Etc.

He might, eventually, come around to realizing there isn’t a secret motive and someone was truly just being nice to him. This is a rare event and should be documented with the same intensity as once in a lifetime meteor showers.

6. Do they treat sex casually or do they view it as something with a lot of emotional weight?

This is another hard one. I suspect that he’s very all or nothing. So, if he’s decided this is a casual fling, he will be ruthlessly cold and distant. He and that person will fuck then they will put their clothes back on, not talk to each other, and go on their way for the remainder of the day. It would be short, too, and likely transactional in nature—either explicitly or implicitly (e.g., he and Person A shag—Grima gets jollies and maybe something else from it and Person A, in turn, get their ale licence renewed).

However, if he does the daft thing and develop emotions for a person it’s very intense. “I’ll set the world on fire and kill everyone for you” sort of thing. Even if that person never asks it of him. Which can, uh, cause problems. In these situations yes, sex carries emotional weight though I suspect it would be less than other aspects of the relationship. I think he would take any sort of oath or troth very seriously and would expect the other person to do as well. Which is a funny thing, coming from the King of Oath Breakers over here. Sex would be meaningful, and would be used as a way of confirming that oath or troth or understanding between the two of them. I suspect it also might be important in a reaffirming way since I don’t think Grima would be very secure in any sort of relationship—barring marriage, perhaps, since there are legal aspects to hold people in place—since I run on the belief that he assumes everyone is going to leave him at some point.

7. How would they plan a romantic evening for a significant other?

Meticulously. And, to a certain degree, earnestly.

Yeah, I really think there’d be a weird, earnest, sweetness to it. Weird being a word that carries a lot of weight in that sentence. I suspect there would be a few disquieting aspects as well, since I don’t believe Grima does anything quite the way the average person goes about activities, but he’d put a lot of effort into it.

This would also be the point when that person would realize that Grima has memorized all they’ve ever said about themselves and has, possibly, been spying on/stalking them and so knows everything about their likes, dislikes etc. Which, Grima, honey, no. Don’t do that.

I haven’t thought through Rohan’s courting and marriage culture so I don’t have much to say on that front—nor have I thought through Rohan’s view of non-marital relationships. As I have their spiritual life being not a religion, and more just a mental landscape of the natural world and it happens to be animistic, marriage as an institution has no faith-based implications to it. Having a mistress isn’t offending god, so to speak. Therefore, like in so many places, it’s an economic and social custom meant to cement bonds and alliances between families (and countries, for the Eomer and Eowyns of the world).

That said, Tolkien was a Romantic in many respects and his view of the world had a lot more “they married for love! They also happened to both be nobles and their marriage happened to also be a great alliance” than is reasonable.

I’m not sure where I’m going with this—I suppose, a musing on the role of romantic love in Rohan would be separate from courtship/marriage and therefore how you romance a potential mistress might be different to how you romance a potential wife.

Not to mention if it’s same-sex wooing, since I don’t believe Rohan is at all chill with anything approaching homosexuality. They seem pretty firmly patriarchal, binary in their gender roles, and idealize militaristic masculinity. Therefore, Grima trying to plan something for a man would be different than for a woman.

Regardless the complicated social layers, that man would be meticulous and if it were for love reasons he’d be sweet and earnest, if in a disconcerting and possibly creepy fashion.

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Thank you again! This was a blast to write, and I enjoyed it so much. ❤️❤️❤️

#grima wormtongue #ask meme #reply #lord of the rings #lotr #lotr ask meme #anon #ask #eomer #eowyn #does. grima wormtongue. smell good #something I thought about while I made dinner before answering this ask #as an FYI anon #my dinner thoughts: does he smell good? what is rohan's approach to miasma theory of disease spread? what is their bathing situation like?#what's their infrastructure? limited I imagine. So bitches be hauling water and firewood to make sure them nobles are clean #grima thoughts

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frodo-with-glasses · 1 year

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Childhood

I wonder what kind of childhood Eowyn and Eomer had.

What did they do for fun? What games did they play? Did they have foot-races across the fields, or skip stones in ponds, or play swords with long, dry grasses? How old were they when they learned to ride? I can only imagine that children of Rohan would practically be raised in the saddle, and I doubt the royal family would be any exception.

Was Eowyn much like Eomer? Did she take pride in being a girl, and therefore different from her brother, or was she always chasing after him and wanting to do the things he did? If Eomer came home with dirt on his trousers and grass in his hair, did Eowyn also have dirt rubbed into her skirt where her knees had been? Did she get scolded by her mother for not being more of a lady? Or was her athleticism and self-sufficient nature encouraged?

What was their mother like, anyway? Was she soft and sweet and delicate like the white clover waving in the grass, or tall and stern and noble like a sword of steel? What songs did she sing to her children as she tucked them into bed? Did she laugh often? What did her voice sound like? Did she often sit by herself in a corner and think, roused only by a child’s pudgy little hand tugging on her skirts? What did she say to comfort her little ones when their father was off fighting orcs again, and wouldn’t be home for supper that night?

What was their relationship like with their father? What did he teach them before he died? Did he come home at strange hours with new scars on his arms and legs and tell them glorious stories of battle? Did he have the foresight to tell Eomer to take care of his sister, and to protect her, and to be brave and strong and fearless no matter what may come? Did he even leave any message before he was killed? Did little 11-year-old Eomer learn that his father was dead, and cry, and cry, and then clench his little fists, and resolve deep in his heart to be just like him?

What was their relationship like with their Uncle Theoden? What did they think of their much older cousin, Theodred? What gifts did Theoden give, or stories did he share, or jokes did he tell as he doted on his favorite sister’s young children? What games did Theodred play with them? Did he hoist them up above his shoulder and let them sit on his great war horse as it stood munching on straw in the stable?

When their mother took ill, did they crawl into Theoden’s lap as he held them in his arms and whispered assurances that it would soon be all right?

Did they run to him first when she died?

How did it shape Eowyn’s perception of the world, to be born into a world of loss and love and grief and war, and to lose so much when she was still so young? When did she gain that hard set to her jaw, that steel in her eyes, that fire in her spirit that refused to be dominated? When did she look this cruel world in the eye and say, “You might take my family, you might take my life, but you shall not take my dignity”?

And when the scent of athelas swept through that little room in the Houses of Healing, as Eomer bent over his sister’s bedside, did the clear, sweet breeze remind him of the wind in the grassy plains where they played when they were young?

I wonder what their childhood was like.

WORD ASK GAME!

#word ask game #eomer #eowyn #eomer of rohan #eowyn of rohan #lord of the rings #lotr #my writing #i was gonna write something for the hobbits in response to this prompt….but i always write things for the hobbits LOL #figured i’d better switch it up

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tolkien-feels · 2 years

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Ooooh hold on! Eomer reminding Faramir of Boromir is not a take I had considered before, and now I can’t unsee it!

And it’s giving me emotions!!!

Because Eomer is not Faramir’s Boromir, he’s Eowyn’s Boromir, but somehow having a connection to a relationship/person so similar to the one he lost helps heal his grief, just a little bit.

On the flip side, Eowyn doesn’t see Eomer as her Boromir. She sees Theodred as her Boromir, and so understands perfectly why Faramir sees Eomer the way he does because she wishes she could find someone who could help her heal like that from her own loss.

Imrahil helping fill the role left behind by Theoden helps a little bit, but I wonder if deep in her heart, during times when the loss of Theodred hits her especially strongly, she wishes that Faramir also had a brother who lived that she could look at and find the same healing that Faramir was able to through Eomer.

Also canon does not say otherwise, so I have decided that Lothiriel and Eowyn were pregnant with Elfwine and Elboron at the same time and one day when the hormones were especially bad they got into a fight,even though normally they adore each other, because they both wanted to name their child after Theodred. They compromised with neither of them using that name, but Elfwine’s first brother is named Theoden and Elboron’s first brother is named Boromir.

Right, isn't this a great headcanon? I'm always so surprised it's not a huge fanon assumption, because Eomer and Boromir are not too different from each other! I think it's in large part because Boromir is a lot like Earnur, who has huge Anglo-Saxon literature energy, as do, of course, the Rohirrim.

I dearly love the idea of Theodred having been the person who taught Eomer how to have off the charts big brother energy (although Eomer has a natural talent for that), so I really love the idea of Eomer feeling like he's doing what Theodred would have wanted him to do whenever he is #family to Faramir.

Also, because the -red element in Theodred comes from the same root that gives us the word rede (as in "counsel, advice") my headcanons tend to lean towards Theodred being wise (which is, I'd argued, backed up by whatever little we know of him.) So I really enjoy imagining Faramir, wise beyond his years and fiercely loyal (loyalty being like 90% of Theodred's canon characterization), occasionally saying things that make Eomer go "! Theodred would have said exactly that" in an eerie way not even Aragorn can quite pull off.

So like, Eomer doesn't look at Faramir and sees Theodred, not by any means, and if you suggest to Faramir that he's replacing Boromir with someone else, you'll manage the impossible and piss him off enough that you'll see he's Denethor's son. But they're just... remarkably comfortable with each other even putting aside their relationship with Eowyn. As in, I like to imagine if Eowyn and Faramir had not fallen in love, just being around each other a lot in the Fourth Age would have eventually made Eomer and Faramir close friends.

....this is already too long so I'll shut up now but yeah. FAMILIES

#i love families of blood and of choice a normal amount

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rohirric-hunter · 2 years

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This is another project I have going in LotRO: the cosmetic appearance these bows share used to be fairly common, but many loot tables have been reworked and these seem to be the only two that are theoretically still obtainable. And. I want it. Very badly.

I believe that I once had the Deadly Defender’s bow on my first character, but I wasn’t interested in cosmetics at the time and discarded it, but the memories are fuzzy so I can’t be certain. Additionally, I have no idea where I would have gotten it, since I didn’t do any group stuff at the time and given that it is bind on acquire but not a quest reward or barter item, I can only imagine that one gets it out of an instance chest somewhere between level 40-42. Stat-wise, it is identical to the Carved Lebethron Bow, the crafted bow of the same level, with the one exception that this item’s durability is tough while the crafted bow’s is normal. Indeed, stat-wise this weapon is entirely useless anymore, since a critted Carved Lebethron Bow is much better and critting recipes is a matter of ten tasks these days. It seems that when the game was new, this was quite a nice find, however, as I found a reference to it in the patch notes from February 2008, where it is described as a “rare weapon” that was likely meant to be somewhat of a prize for level 40 characters entering the endgame. While the loot tables have been altered quite a lot, many other items on this list are still available (and actively being used on some of my alts).

I have a lot less information about the Ashwood Recurve Bow, though my suspicion is that if it is anywhere to be found, it would be from the Isengard instances, as it is significantly better than the Bow of the Rider, a min-level 75 crafted bow that comes from Theodred’s Riders rep traders, but not as good as the Great River Bow, a min-level 75 crafted bow that comes from Men of Stangard rep traders. However I have never gotten anything except armor from those instances, and my personal belief is that this bow only still exists in the game’s files to be used in the character creation screen, where it is the default bow a hunter character will hold while you customize them, displayed along with other level 75 cosmetic gear available in the greater Dunland area. Part of the reason I believe this is because of the -10% Fire-arrow Miss Chance stat: as far as I can tell “Fire-arrow” is not currently a skill for any class in this game, and it would be an odd buff to add to the fire oil consumable which is class-locked to hunters and wardens, especially given that this consumable does not seem to increase one’s chances of missing. Some monster play characters have a skill called “Flaming Arrow,” but I can’t imagine a level 75 item being associated with the Ettenmoors. It seems to me that this is a reference to a deprecated skill, but this item was not updated to reflect that and therefore is no longer available for player use.

So all my hopes are hung on the Deadly Defender’s Bow, and all my hopes are aimed at instance reward chests. These loot tables have been altered, but not reworked entirely before level 50; unfortunately I’ve noticed a trend of not finding very interesting loot in these chests if one is playing through the instances overlevel, so I’ve been working on leveling a hunter to level 40 to run through instances on-level in hopes of acquiring it. This item is not referenced on the wiki (which is unsurprising; their database on non-quest reward items is understandably a bit thin) but I did locate a page someone made for it on lotrobuild.com. Unfortunately I’m unable to tell how old this page is (and therefore how long ago someone else had the item). But I do think it’s convincing evidence that it is still acquirable in-game.

I have, very occasionally, gotten bind on acquire rare gear as a normal drop from non-level scaling Vol. I instances such as Garth Agarwen and the Angmar endgame instances, and to be entirely honest the Deadly Defender’s Bow seems more in line with that sort of gear than what I get from a regular instance reward chest; the obvious problem, however, is the fact that there are no level 40 non-level scaling instances. I have gotten up to level 38 gear from Garth Agarwen, once, but never any lower than 50 from Angmar stuff. Part of me hopes that it may be available as a rare drop from a non-world instance, but that seems unlikely at best.

That’s where I’m at in the search right now. But if anyone else knows anything about where to find either of these bows (or other bows that share their appearance) please, please, please let me know!

#lotro #if anyones wondering how i got the tooltips thats thanks to lotrocompendium! a very useful addon for this search #although it has its limitations. my understanding is that items have to be manually added so it doesnt show EVERYTHING #also it does show deprecated items #and it stopped being updated at around level 85 #however i have never gotten an error message when using it to look at item tooltips #so i believe it can only show me things that exist in the games files in some capacity #that doesnt mean i can get them though. necessarily #its entirely possible that this only exists still because someone still has one somewhere #and probably they have some kind of rudimentary program that will delete it when the last person gets rid of theirs #to save on server space you know #thats what i would do #gosh look at that bow it is so beautiful #how come they got rid of that appearance and left us with all these dumbass crafted bow appearances that are bizarrely spiky

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