|Thorin x reader| WarmthMore Like This
Based off of this imagine
The night was cold, and with the wind sucking away any kind of heat, it was hard to sleep comfortably. Not even the roasting fire in the center of the slumbering group was enough. Perhaps it actually was, since most of the group had no trouble falling asleep. But Thorin hadn't slept a wink since he laid down, his body rejecting the heat of the fire stubbornly. He was wide awake, unable to close his dry eyes unless he wished for them to sting.
Instead of resting, he watched the stars. Undoubtedly fascinated when one shot across the night sky. How he never noticed the beauty of the night sky is a mystery. He was staring at a different sky.
A sudden arm slapped itself onto his chest, taking the prince by surprise. A light moan came from the arms owner, along with a tug that brought them closer to his trembling
A Tale of Loss |Legolas x reader|More Like This
From A Tale of the Bard series
It was just like one of those dreams where you ran through the long, dark corridor with no doors or turns on your way. You couldn’t catch breath and when you tried to scream, no sound came out from your lips. And even If it did- there was no one to hear you. The feeling of deadly danger was your only companion in the soundless world.
And what scared you the most was that you never knew where you were running to nor what was chasing you.
The chase from your dreams always stopped when your eyes opened with your voice waking up the whole household.
But in that moment it wasn’t your scream that resounded in the mines. It was something dangerous and dark, making your soul turn and twist in your chest. It was something you’ve never felt before.
You stood there, on the cold moist ground, trying to ease your nerves while watching the sea of Orcs retreating back into the shadow.
"What is this new devilry?" you heard Boromir say but your ey