Short pieces on various topics and in various settings and times. They would clutter up the site posted individually so they will find a home here.
I do not own the people, places or main events these stories are woven around. They all belong to the Master, JRR Tolkien. This is fanfic.
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Here I have indulged my love of angst, angst and more angst.
Oh, the indignity.
A few moments of conversation between Merry and Frodo at the Grey Havens.
Wee Frodo nearly gives his mother a heart attack.
Frodo's first night as master of Bag End.
The dwarves arriving with Bilbo were not the first to visit Imladris.
“None saw her last meeting with Elrond her father, for they went up into the hills and there spoke long together, and bitter was their parting that should endure beyond the ends of the world.”
The Return of the King. Chapter 6 - Many Partings
B2MeM 2017 prompt - “I love the silent hour of night, For blissful dreams may then arise, Revealing to my charmed sight What may not bless my waking eyes. “ Anne Brontë
I don't own anything here, except my imagination. The world, events and characters were imagined by JRR Tolkien.
I don’t own Bag End, or Sam, nor any of those lovely hobbits, nor wizards or dwarves. The whole lot belongs to JRR Tolkien and I’m just borrowing them for a few minutes . . . meanin’ no 'arm an’ I 'ope none will come of it.
Tolkien described Hollin as an empty land but I'm thinking there may have been one or two communities scratching a living there.
This is a film version snippet. Theoden's thoughts as he awaits the attack at Helms Deep.
“There were soft green slippers set ready beside each bed.”
In The House Of Tom Bombadil – The Fellowship Of The Ring
Legolas waits for one final sign that light has prevailed.
Tolkien owns everyone and I own no one.
Aeglos can translate as, Thorn.
Just where did the four hobbits obtain those lovely waistcoats at the end of the movie?
Frodo says goodbye to Pippin at the Grey Havens. A slightly AU version.
Written for a B2Mem2017 prompt . . . inclement weather.
Companion pieces inspired by stills from the movie.
Seeing Strider’s costume at the exhibition in Boston inspired this little scene. At his back, wrapped carefully in a leather cover, was rolled a soft, thick, fluffy, pale brown wool blanket. It looked a little too cuddly for the ranger and I wondered whether it had been a gift to him and what it would feel like.
Inspired by events described by an online friend.
This story was written in answer to a challenge to write an AU tale of Frodo at Helms Deep.
The new king of Gondor provides his friends with a seafood feast.
Shirebound gave me this prompt. "How can you eat that oyster-thing? That's disgusting!"
I don't own any hobbits. They all belong to JRR Tolkien and I'm only borrowing to torment them for a little while.
Categories: The Lord of the Rings
Characters: As a Group: The Fellowship, As a Group: The Travellers (Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin), As a Group: Hobbits
Times: 3-Third Age
Chapters: 43    |    Word count: 33380    |    Read Count: 3247
Completed: No    |    Updated: 07/01/17    |    Published: 02/19/17