Tolkien reader inserts/one shots

Daughter of Man, Yet Mother of Hobbits (Aragorn x wife!reader)

If anyone had told you that this journey would earn you four children, you would have laughed at them. Yet, that's exactly what happened. When you set out with the Fellowship, much to your husband's dismay, you were just another brain and weapon added to the group. Now, you were a surrogate mother to four young hobbits. They had grown attached to you from the very beginning and now, they loved you.

"Careful, Pippin," you said gently as the hobbit nearly tripped over a tree root Lothlorien. He gave you a watery smile and moved even closer to you. Aragorn looked over his shoulder and smiled at you. You returned the gesture before patting Pippin's head lovingly. Since Gandalf fell in Moria, the hobbits stayed closer to you and you were their shoulder to cry on.

Suddenly, your little group stopped, surrounded by elves with arrows knocked. As if on instinct, you gently pushed the four hobbits behind you, trying to shield them. You listened as your husband begged the March Warden, Haldir. You'd met Haldir briefly before, but Aragorn knew him well. After a few moments, you were being lead to the Lady of Lothlorien, the hobbits closely attached to you.

Soon, you were all setting up camp. You were grateful for one peaceful night on your journey. You helped the hobbits get cleaned up and got them to bed. "Good night, little ones," you whispered as you left their tent. Aragorn was waiting for you. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your temple. "Seeing you with the halflings excites me for our future," he whispered. You quirked a brow at him. "For children of our own, Melamin."

"You know I hate when you speak Elvish between the two of us," you replied with a giggle, "As for children of our own, I do believe these four are more than enough for me." Aragorn joined in your laughter. "They care very deeply for you." You smiled and snuggled closer to your husband. Moments like these were rare on the journey, so you reveled in the closeness you got to spend with him.

"And I for them," you told him honestly as you let him lead you to your own tent. He laid down, pulling you down with him to the ground. You laid your head on his chest as he held you close, away from most of the Fellowship. "Why do we not have little ones of our own already? We have been married long enough," he suddenly asked.

You picked your head up to look at him. "The life of Ranger really doesn't allow for many children now, does it?" The two of you laughed again before you said, "No. I do believe the hobbits are children enough for us." Aragorn's arms tightened around you. "Daughter of Man, yet mother of hobbits. Interesting title." You kissed his jaw then laid your head back on his chest, content to be there in temporary peace with your husband and with your "children" in the tent next to yours.

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