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■Thorin Oakenshield Fanfiction■ This story is not edited and never will be edited!! Dragons used to rule the North along with the humans that they allowed to tame them. Their bonds was inseparable, almost mythical. Ira Stormbreaker grew up in the North becoming a Tamer like her ancestors before. Alastor is her Dragon, young and full of life. Then everything changed with Smaug attacked. He destroyed the North and claimed Erebor for his own. Except Ira and Alastor survived the brutal onslaught. Now 60 years has passed since that day. Now Ira is cold and bitter towards most. She's reclusive and mysterious. When Gandalf asks her to join a company of 13 Dwarves and 1 Hobbit, she goes but only to seek revenge on the beast. Thorin Oakenshield does not know what to make of her. She's cold and distant, almost frozen with distrust and grief, but she fills his mind and his heart. Only they don't know it but their love story has been foretold thousands of years ago as a prophecy. Fate is their hands. [I DO NOT OWN THE HOBBIT OR ANYTHING FROM TOLKIEN/PETER JACKSON'S MOVIES, I ONLY OWN MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS)

There are guardians even in Middle-earth, though no song or scroll names them. The Hanu (Han- new) walk unseen - keepers of chaos and order, bound by oaths older than the Valar themselves. Their shield is secrecy; their duty, eternal. Few know their presence. Fewer still understand their burden. As the Fellowship gathers and the Shadow grows, another story moves quietly alongside. The Guardian of Balance does not stand in councils nor lead in battle - but walks the spaces in between, where choice and consequence bend unseen. This is a tale of parallel paths: a hidden watcher bound to Middle-earth, whose silent influence brushes against the great journey, though her name will never be written in the Red Book. 📌 A crossover of Tolkien's legendarium and the Hanu Chronicles - not a retelling, but a parallel myth, unfolding in the quiet between great deeds.

❝𝕾𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖘𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖆𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘.❞ ᴵⁿ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ : 𝑬𝒍𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚. 𝑬𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆-𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆. {𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖘, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖈𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊.} -𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 2/2. -𝑳𝒆𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝑶𝒄 -𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅: 10/4/2023 -𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅: ??? 𝑫𝑶 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑹𝑬𝑷𝑶𝑺𝑻. 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀 𝑰𝑺 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝑶𝑵 𝑾𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑷𝑨𝑫. 𝑰𝑭 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑺𝑬𝑬 𝑰𝑻 𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑾𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑬𝑳𝑺𝑬 𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑬 𝑰𝑵𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑴 𝑴𝑬!!!! -𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆. -ʙᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢꜱ ꜱᴏ ꜰᴀʀ: #9-ᴛᴏʟᴋɪᴇɴ (14/9/2024) #10-ꜱᴀᴜʀᴏɴ (13/7/2024) #5-ꜰᴇʟʟᴏᴡꜱʜɪᴘ (6/8/2024) #4-ʟᴇɢᴏʟᴀꜱꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ(3/7/2024) #8-lordoftherings(16/6/2025) ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɴɢꜱ ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʙʙɪᴛ.

Legolas × OC × Faramir Slow Burn • Canon Divergent • LOTR Emma grew up in Rivendell, silently in love with Legolas. He looked at her all his life, yet never crossed the boundary his own immortality imposed. Until the war changed everything. When Emma leaves with the Fellowship of the Ring, Legolas begins to see her as he never had before: too close, too late. But Ithilien breaks what little balance remained. Because Faramir does not look at her like an impossible dream. He looks at her like a woman. He touches her as if she were real. He desires her. And Legolas, for the first time in centuries, feels something worse than fear: jealousy. As Middle-earth collapses between battles, Mordor, and farewells that may be final, Emma finds herself caught between two kinds of love: the man who dared to be there, and the elf who loved her too much in silence. One let her go without a kiss. Another gave her his nights. And when Legolas finally understands what Emma has always been to him, it is already too late to pretend it does not burn. Because some wars are fought with swords. And others-with the body, desire, and everything that arrives too late.

Emma and Alice are two friends since ever. They grow up together in a completely normal world, with no magic. Never they would imagine that someday they will be bring into their favorite world : Middle-Earth... A new life is waiting for them and an extraordinary adventure. I don't own The Hobbit, neither the characters in it, except Emma and Alice.

Hello! This is more South Park one-shots because my old one was starting to get outdated and unorganized! I am taking requests but I may refuse a request (you'll know because I probably won't reply)

The North has fallen. Mithlond burns. Frodo never returned from Mordor. Now the tide of darkness rises unchecked, sweeping across Middle-earth like a second great shadow. In this alternate retelling of the War of the Ring, the free peoples stand scattered and broken. Glorfindel, once a beacon of light, is taken by Sauron, his fate unknown. Caledorn, a solemn elven warrior, is sent east in search of Rukil, a rebel Easterling warlord who may hold the key to survival. Meanwhile, Gerithor, a seasoned Dúnedain ranger, and the dwarf Kalan brave the storm in the South, seeking to aid Helm's Deep before it is crushed beneath the weight of a united host of Orcs, Corsairs, and traitors. As alliances fray and hope fades, a handful of heroes must rise not to win, but to endure. To buy time. To light a single torch against the night. Because sometimes, the end is not victory. Sometimes, the Last Stand is all that remains. Following the events of Defenders of Middle Earth Part One, this AU details what would have happened if the Fellowship, and Gerithor's company, had failed in their tasks. NOTE: The cover is made with AI. My other covers are original, but as a soon-to-be father I cannot afford a photoshop subscription anymore. Sorry!

(Hate story+Love story) Elen is not a princess, nor a bride..she is a warrior, a swordmaster and in every elf eye she is just an ordinary commander she_elf. But in reality, she is something Far darker.

Potter alternate timeline "What-If?" story. Welcome to the Potter multiverse. This is a reality designated Earth-687. For those who know their way around Gringotts, you'll recognize that number as a very specific vault. This is a "What If" exploration where the boundaries of the Wizarding World have shifted, drawing inspiration from the epic themes and emotional weight found in the works of Tolkien. In this timeline, James and Lily didn't have a son; they had a daughter. Ivy Rose Potter. She is the spitting image of her mother-vivid red hair and green eyes, and the infamous scar, is in a different location. This timeline also explores a different path for the Dursleys. While Vernon remains obsessed with "normalcy" and sees Ivy as a freak and a pest, Petunia has chosen to treasure the niece who carries her sister's face. It is a domestic battlefield where loyalty and fear are constantly at war. Note: The cover for this was made using Gemini and a bit of tweaking with photoshop, I don't have the funds to commission an artist to make a cover, and i cannot draw to save my life. I apologize to those that don't like A.I art. I do not like it either. However, I needed a cover because not having one was driving my OCD crazy.

Caladwen journeys through Mirkwood alone, where shadows watch and dangers stir. Her memory is fractured and the forest holds secrets that may shape her fate. Legolas x OC

This story was inspired by 'Food Wars'. Jesse's first memories weren't of toys or cartoons. They were of heat. The warm breath of ovens. The sharp hiss of oil in a pan. The rich, layered smells of spices from places he couldn't yet pronounce. At five years old, Jesse would stand on a wooden crate in the corner of the kitchen, eyes wide, hands gripping the edge of the counter as he watched his father work. His father wasn't just a cook. He was a chef-one who believed food told stories. Jesse grows to believe this is the dream he seeks. However, in South Park he learns he seeks friendship.

*This story is under editing* He was Earthly; she was Aerial. He was made of clay and iron, his mind was blood and gold; she was made of fire and dreaming, despite her shadows running cold. Two, of a different kin; their minds so devoured in hate, though thy hearts dwelling in love brighter than the sun, stronger than any metal nameable. His temper was like a bison, her silhouette was like the sea. He was a storm, whilst she was the rain, and together they will tame the elements' natural spring and create the colors across the sky. A world beyond theirs. Their souls were forged athwart the planets within ice and fire, and together they shall inherit the stars. All their darlings, death shall doom. Though, how terrible it is to love another that death can touch. Fair was she who enchanted the King. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact nellsaan on Wattpad.com

Szesnastoletni Tweek Tweak wkracza w świat, w który nie powinien się zapuszczać - wszystko przez Craiga Tuckera. Craig założył się z przyjacielem, Clydem, że w krótkim czasie uda mu się zbliżyć do chłopaka i zdobyć jego zaufanie. Nic wielkiego, prawda? Jednak jego działania wyrządzają Tweekowi ogromną krzywdę - zarówno fizyczną, jak i psychiczną - nawet jeśli Craig nie zdaje sobie z tego sprawy. Jak potoczą się losy obu chłopaków? Czy ich relacja kiedykolwiek będzie prawdziwa i zdrowa? Start: 19.02.26r Koniec:? Angst

A story about two hobbit friends who go through difficult times. They slowly discover that they share more than just friendship...

(Discontinued) Peregrin Took is a young and mischievous hobbit who loves to cause problems. Penelope Hazelwood is a shy and beautiful hobbit who keeps mostly to herself. When fate brings them together and love intertwines, they are inseparable. But fate and destiny split the young lovers up and now any love seems hopeless. Willingness to go the distance for each other may lead to almost certain death. Can Pippin find Penny and save what love they found? I give full credit to J. R. R. Tolkien for the inspiration and the amazing trilogy he wrote. I do own the character of Penelope Hazelwood and that is all. Discontinued June 18th, 2013

The story of a Sindar and Silvan elf that began among the trees of Greenwood the Great and now only remains alive in the heart of the Elvenking of the Woodland Realm. Part 1 (Prequel) of The Elvenking and Elvenqueen of Mirkwood Series. Cover made by @arrthurpendragon

Legolas imagines!!!!! What more can a girl want?? Based mostly in LOTR but some may be in the hobbit. Requests open...

Many generations ago, in the vast and uncaring desert that is Harad, a spring was discovered that grew into a bright oasis of hope for the despairing Haradrim people. They spent many long years carefully building the towering aqueducts that give life to Harmindon, also aptly named City of Many Waters. The War of the Ring is long past, and young Jeddah has become the chief breadwinner in her family after her mother's sudden death. With a sister and elderly grandmother to take care of, Jeddah struggles to earn enough for the same happy lifestyle they knew when their mother was living. However, the unexpected wedding of the Ramyah's son changes their lives, for the better. Disclaimer: this story is set in @GreenScholarTales's 'Seeds of the White Tree' universe which I cannot recommend more highly. Some characters belong to her too.

*Sequel to An Unexpected Journey* She could scale the walls sharper and quicker than any savior; like rivers and ferocity: she built her silence. They asked about her wings - she built them to fight: definite lonesome, no fear, no absolution. No blackened hearts; no good-for-nothing promises. Leave a girl to face the sleet, and she'll adapt to the chill of the snow. - A.M. Adapt, Evolve, Become Tell me the story of that resourceful man who was driven to wander far and wide; that screwed-up soul who reckoned a world full of strangers. The prodigal made in and out of iron, a kind that burns and brands your skin and bones; he blunts you: do not call him by name (for he never particularily liked himself, and therefore neither his name). So you call him a moses for the new saga, the lord whose kingdom never showed. In truth: there's a man who sits about the bar, with a growl like he's got a kid at home, but there's no home anymore. The empty-souled bison-man with a God for a father - with a haunt for nephews; you collapse and you stare, and he's fallen away before the moon is gone. A promise: alcohol smells like divine hilarity; sometimes you can hear the words in your skull, when your mind is dark and you remember that people are tragedies. Dwarves are pitiful Gods. - A.M. Odysseus Reimagined II (with own twist) © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact nellsaan on Wattpad.com

(Y/N L/N) has spent the last six years of her life wandering the shadowed plains of Middle Earth, until she tangles herself into a dangerous mission she never thought she would get into. Will she complete it, survive it or even rekindle a past love? Read and find out! (And yes, Boromir survives.) I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY