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They really didn’t mean anything by it honestly Bards elves were just too sensitive!!!!
Verissa had been about town with Lindir when thier dear little nephew had run up to them crumbs splattered on his face hands wide for a hug. All the elves adored the children of Dale and Lindir was no acception.
“Verissa can’t I play with you today mommy and daddy are fighting again.”
“Of course you may,” Verissa cleaned his cheeks “ this is my friend Lindir.”
The rest of the afternoon was quite uneventful until dinner time approached the child, “Do I have to go home Verissa?”
“ You do. Look as much as your parents may fight they love you okay.”
“Really?”
“Of course, as constant as the stars above always know that you are loved....now go hone my poor brother must be worried sick! Shoo!”
“Bye Verissa! By mr elf!!!”
“Well now that the kids gone.... Lindir.”
Tears streamed down his cheeks.
“Awww fuck.”
Writing Prompt
Lindir had been attached to the hip of one of Bards assistants Verissa since morning. He was supposed to be attending Lord Elrond but was told to ‘take a break’
Ugh!
Well she was nice at least, and dare he say it perhaps she was even a friend.
Elrond: There you are Lindir! How has your day been?
Lindir: My day has been well, Verissa here was quite kind in showing me around.
Elrond: oh was she now
Elrond didn’t want antagonize the situation but Verissa hardly seemed kind and helpful sort; a constant scowl on her face, short replies and staring at air. Then again Erestor did similar things...
Bard huffed: And how was your day Verissa?
She looked up from inspecting her nails: it was not terrible
Elrond bristled.
Bard laughed: Well good to see you making friends! And with elves no less!
Verissa hummed huffy: ...friends...
Glorfindale stepped in before Elrond could interject: Well then I hope tomorrow goes better for you I’m sure we can find something for Lindir to do without taking your time
Verissa blinked slowly:Why would you need to do that?
Glorfindale: uuuhhhh welll
Erestor: We simply don’t want to disturb you with someone you barely appear to tolerate
Verissa stared at the elves with the eyes of a long dead fish:
“I have only known Lindir for a day but if anything ever happened to them I would kill everyone in this room and then myself”
The room went quite, the room was quite until the humans began to laugh!
The non-Greenwood elves stood shocked. Glorfindale: Did she just threaten murder and the humans are ... happy?
Thranduil grind over to Elrond: No worries Lindir, this just means she likes you.
Writing Prompt
Elrond misunderstands a cultural story dear to Lindirs heart and ends up gifting Lindir a chicken.
Lindir accepts the chicken thinking it’s a part of Elronds culture.
Comedy ensues.
Lindir discreetly try’s to get rid of the chicken by saying that the chicken should get to live with other chickens- Elrond buys him a second chicken.
Victorian Sensibility #2
Elrond doesn’t tell Lindir to change - why should he? This is fine, and ethier way Lindir should be able to wear whatever he wants.
Even if other elves are staring at Lindir the same way he is.
It made him feel red and ends with him glaring down any would be sutors- gods he was acting like a child. He knew that, he didn’t need Erestor to nod dissapovingly at him like that!
As soon as everyone was out of earshot Erestor glanced over at Elrond, “You know this really isn’t fair to Lindir.”
The bottom of his stomach dropped.
Victorian sensibility
Elrond knew he shouldn’t stare - he shouldn’t be taking advantage of Lindir like this!
Lindir’s new outfit was something else, a perfect blue that hugged his small waist and fell short of covering his ...ankles.
Writing Prompt
Elves don’t get headaches- but Elrond is half man so...
The elves in Rivendell walking on eggshells whenever Elrond complains that his head hurts.
Lindir babying Elrond whenever he has a bad headache. Cutting his food, organizing his paperwork, making sure everyone keeps quite, playing soothing songs Ect.
Elrond secretly loves it.
Family Discussions
After watching the first hobbit movie
Me: Elrond has the patience of a saint
BFF : yeah but I somehow feel like Lindir has to put up with more bs
Me(internally): she understands
When Elrond and Lindir finally got together no one even thought about giving Lindir “the shovel talk”. Meanwhile Elrond can’t seem to catch a break!
Wherein minstrels, a hobbit and his own family decide to give Elrond “the talk” now if only any of them had communicated this to each other!
(Lindir has a surprising number of friends.)
Lindir (signing up for the Musican Guild and being a nervous mess): Can I bring a friend during tryouts?
Elf in charge: Of course! After all it looks like you need all the emotional support you can get!
Next Day -
Elf in charge: Lord Elrond are you here to evaluate the tryouts ?
Elrond (sitting in the front row): Oh no I’m just here for my friend.
Elf in charge (expecting someone really important): who?
Elrond: Lindir
Elf in charge: Wait What?!?!
Lindir (goes on stage)
Elrond: Your doing great sweetie!!!
With elves heightened ability never before had one fainted of stress or even fainted in general.
And then there’s Lindir.
(Important political meeting)
Thranduil: Of course the dwarves are late!
Lindir (flashbacks to the last time there were dwarves in Rivendell): dwarves?!??
Elrond: Lindir I was going to tell you but...
Lindir faints.
Thranduil: what the hell!!! Someone get a healer he’s dying!!!
Elrond (sighing): First off I AM A HEALER Second off he’s probably fine. This happens to Lindir quite a bit.
Thranduil: PROBABLY!!!!