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Thank you to Belle and to Trix for sending me details
of some of the stories.
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All
I ask of you by Sugar101.
"Not here, you deserve to be made love to on the soft
earth of the Golden wood under the bright stars. Not hear among
the cold lifeless stone" Eowyn smiled up at him and placed
a hand over his heart. "Does it really matter? As long as
I have you" Legolas covered her hand with his and kissed
her lips softly and rest his forehead against hers.
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* Beautiful by BladeCelebare. This story no longer seems
to be available on the web.
Eowyn stared at him blankly for a moment, her brain not quite
registering his words until he reached forward and pulled her
into his arms. She struggled weakly for a moment against his surprisingly
powerful arms, but only for a moment: when she felt his soft,
warm lips against hers she relaxed limply in his embrace. His
touch wo geo gentle, so light that it left her tingling for more,
but before she could react he had pulled away. A small, almost
shy smile played about the corners of his mouth, and his sky-blue
eyes were warm and inviting. “Would I have done that if you
weren’t attractive to me?” he asked. “You’re
not Aragorn.” “I have better taste than he does.”
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Bleak
Happiness by Esperanza Fuega. Have you ever seen the end of
The Graduate?
Rising to my feet, I move through the row of seats I am in
swiftly, thanking those same Gods I just cursed for being an Elf.
Scooping Éowyn up into my arms, I vault out the window,
landing gracefully. Smiling at my love, I put her in the saddle
of a mount, Aragorn’s, before leaping onto another horse.
Aragorn shall harm me for stealing his horse, but it is of no
matter now.
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Breaking
Traditions by I-Love-Too-Much-Stuff-To-Say.
Summary: Eowyn is tired of being left behind and wishes to
show the world she is capable, with a little help from a certain
blond elf.
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Burden
and a blessing, A and When
love's reflected by Tilara.
Climbing out of the water I face the charismatic being that
would ease my loneliness. Flaxen hair, chiseled features and sapphire
eyes that were filled with wisdom and knowing. Though this Prince
before me is more than I could have asked for, he is not the one
I yearned for. A certain king has my stolen my heart, but one
day, one day I may have the courage to take it back and give it
to this elf.
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Cage
of a Different Kind, A by Alanic.
Summary: Legolas is seriously injured in the battle at Helms
Deep. Who will save him?
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Cold
Comfort by Lady Aranel. A beautiful, sad story in which Legolas
remembers Eowyn as she once was.
"Do not let him go, Legolas," she whispered. I knew
not if she meant to have me make him stay with her or that I should
cleave to him on our journey. The former I could not do, the latter
I could not but help. "I can not keep him, malthenil,"
I sighed and stroked her hair. "But I will see him safe,
I promise." She disentangled herself from me and my heart
felt as if it had been emptied out by the absence of her touch.
She straightened and met my gaze proudly. "Then I will take
my leave of you this night and hold you to your vow." She
laid a gentle hand against my cheek and I placed my hand upon
my heart. "Namár--" I began to say. She pressed
her fingers to my lips. "Say it not!" she commanded
and silenced any other words with one, sweet kiss.
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Comfort
by Voleuse. Another threesome.
"She needs more," Aragorn mutters against the elf's
skin, and her body arches as Legolas twists his hips, roughly
thrusts into her. Under Aragorn's eyes, they couple fiercely,
and Eowyn bites back a scream. As fire surges through her, she
thinks that Legolas turns, that Aragorn slants lips against his,
but she is overwhelmed. She cries her climax with a shuddering
moan, and night falls against her eyes.
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Conspicio
by Saelle.
"How would you understand unattainable emotion, Master-Elf?"
she demands, with a mild degree of surliness woven in her voice.
She pauses, and even in the foggy night he can see her willing
herself desperately not to shed tears. "Your kind has no
emotion. Your kind knows nothing of it. Nothing."
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Constant
Shadow by Tiniwiel.
Summary: Two months after the death of her husband, Eowyn
is pregnant and alone at the New Year. Set six years after The
Return of the King, slightly AU. Past LegolasxEowyn and FaramirxEowyn.
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Corner
of Your Eye and the unfinished sequel, Dreams
Fade with the Dawn, by eck.
Legolas looked down on her for a long moment before he once
again took her in his arms and gently planted a kiss on her lips.
It was not passionate, not full of fire, it was a kiss of only
the sweetest and purest love. Then he withdrew after a moment
and pulled reluctantly away from her arms. “Farewell, Eowyn,”
he called as he swung on to Arod’s back. “Cormamin niuve
tenna' ta elea lle au'.
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Desire
by Pirate-x-Girls
Summary: Legolas and Eowyn both admire each other from afar,
but their true feelings for each other are not known.
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Dutiful
Galion by Avaril. A Legolas/Haldir/Eowyn threesome!
Though, Haldir was the one teasing his earlobe, Legolas' lustful
gaze was on Eowyn. With his finger crooked, he beckoned her come
to them both. A little hesitant, she took another puff before
she stood and stumbled to them. Haldir was now watching her as
well, as he licked and nipped trails up and down Legolas' neck.
The prince took the pipe from her, taking a long deep inhale of
the mind-bending drug. Closing his eyes, he threw his head back
against the couch so that he faced the ceiling, his long golden
hair dangling over the side. Holding his breath for a moment,
he allowed the affects of the hobbit-weed to infiltrate every
part of his body. Slowly he exhaled through his nose, as golden
and blue swirls danced behind his closed eyelids. Quietly he whispered,
"Eowyn, come sit on my lap…"
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Dwarf
Women and Elvish Men by FluffyFluff.
Summary: Eowyn just can't always keep her thoughts to herself,
which sometimes results in the insulting of certain elves.
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Ease My Heart by NierielRaina at www.scribeoz.com.
Sequel to I Am Of The House Of Eorl, which tells the events
of LOTR from the point of view of Eowyn's beloved wolfhound, Docga.
Legolas and Eowyn friendship.
"My Lady?" The tall figure walked down the barn
aisle, the last rays of sun shining through the door onto the
golden head. Stopping at a certain stall, his eyes brimmed with
tears at the sight before him, and he took a deep breath, and
released it, before entering. "It is time, then." He
kneeled beside the White Lady of Ithilien, reaching a hand out
to stroke the dog's ears. "I will miss this one. Never shall
I forget the love and devotion he showed to you. Oh, how he loves
you, Eowyn."
...
* Educating Legolas by Victoria P. This story no longer seems to
be available on the web.
“Legolas is going to meet with a creature called Márissúë,
and to her he will give his heart...Legolas has never been with
a woman before, and he needs to be educated before he meets his
destiny.”
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Elf
and the Shield Maiden, The by Sassygirl82.
Summary: Set after the battle of Helm's Deep. Just a cute
story about our favorite elf and warrioress.
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Eowyn,
Part 6 of Warrior Elf, by Nessa. A short but moving L/E
interlude in an otherwise slash (mainly Legolas/Boromir) story.
She helped the Elf into his armour, buckling belts and tightening
laces. Every touch was precious and her fingers were apt to linger
upon his shoulder or his arm. And then when he was ready, she
stood by his side and both Elf and Woman stared at one another.
Eowyn smiled up into the grave face and reached out to tuck in
a stray lock behind a pointed Elven ear. Her hand was shaking
and Legolas took it in his hand. But still they could find no
words to say.
Have a whole box of tissues handy!
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Eowyn's
Song by Sammia Took. Eowyn sings in Elvish!
"How the stars can be so majestic, beautiful, and powerful,
and one has come down and walks upon Middle Earth, and can be
an image, never sore to the eye. That can enchant all who look
upon him, making the world seem right for once." Eowyn smiled,
tears brimming from her already red-lipped eyes. "And, who
can stun even me." Eowyn looked at him, and sighed inwardly.
Not brushing away her tears, she lifted her hand to his cheek,
which she began to stroke gently. Tracing the outline of his lips,
she drew away gently after brushing her finger across them.
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Ethereal
Night by Éowyn Angel.
"I think you should get some sleep Milady," he said.
" Tomorrow is another day. Our conversation and this kiss
will fade with the dawn, like some kind of dream. Good Night Milady."
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Fall
on Me by MusicGirl87.
He pulled away abruptly, gasping for air. “I apologize,
my Lady,” he appeared startled. “This was not my place.
I- I must go.” Eowyn opened her mouth her protest, but Legolas
was gone.
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First
sight by Éowyn Angel.
A drabble inspired by my stories!
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Fleeting
glimpse of shadow, A by LeRouret. Set in the same world as
Pottymouth, and told through the eyes of an original male
character.
...what he'd seen was burned on the insides of his eyelids
as though it had been branded there. Two long, sinuous, graceful
bodies, golden hair, shapely limbs and languid fingers, white
radiant skin with the bloom of heat still on it; Éowyn,
face-down, her head resting on her folded arms, Legolas straddling
her, a pen in one hand, drawing something on the back of her bare
shoulder. Both nude, sated, cavalier, roguish; the curve of buttocks,
the bunch and play of moving muscle, the light scent of citrus
and rosemary.
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Free
by Silivren Tinu.
Éowyn raised her hands towards the sky, as if she
wanted to embrace the world, and again she laughed. Legolas watched
her with a smile. He knew that the woman beside him felt as uncomfortable
being trapped between walls of stone in a large city as he did,
used as she was to the endless plains and gently rolling hills
of Rohan, where the sky and the sea of grass seemed to touch on
the horizon. After spending the last days confined to a room in
the citadel, either talking about matters of state or locked in
tedious negotiations with various delegates, both of them had
felt the need to escape duty, tiring conversations, and walls
for a while. They had stumbled across each other in the stables
by accident early in the morning, and had decided to leave together,
as they obviously planned to do the same thing.
...
From
the shadows by moonlit tears.
“Tell me of your adventures, Legolas,” Éowyn
said softly, leaning into his shoulders. “I have not lived
any great adventures, so I wish to hear all about yours. Tell
me of the places you visited and the people you met. Tell me everything.
My heart yearns to hear this.” She sighed wistfully. “Someday,
I will have had adventures of my own. And then I shall seek you
out, and tell you all about them.”
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Hardest
Thing, The by puffer/purefoysgirl. This story is
a response to an AFF challenge: 'Legolas and Eowyn union post
Faramir's death. Abuse ... Violence'. (Thanks to Trix for
finding a working link).
Your slender, fine-boned hands rise to grip my wrists. Such
strength in those hands, a corded strength from so many years
of mastering a bow. I wince as those fingers tighten, vice-like,
leaving marks that will bruise. Bruises to match the others—a
risk I run to taste you, a price I willingly pay. You wrench my
hands off of you, willing to be touched only on your terms, but
you do not push me away. You never push me away, even in the worst
of it you never push me away.
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Heaven
dissolvèd so by Victoria P. Legolas and Eowyn comfort
each other after Aragorn is 'lost' on the way to Helm's Deep.
She tastes of honey mead and the cool rush of air over open
fields. She tastes of life in the face of death, and it overwhelms
him. For how can any live through such sorrow, such despair, and
still taste of sweet life and hope? She breaks the kiss and searches
his eyes with her own; he kisses her again -- forehead, eyelids,
the smooth curve of her cheek. Her arms tighten around his neck,
her hands tangle in his hair, and her breath on his skin sends
shivers down his spine. He rests his head in the crook of her
neck. Their golden hair mingles, gleaming in the dim light, and
for a moment he wonders where he ends and she begins.
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Ice
Queen by Cr8zeCorbinFangirl.
He looked at her, she looked at him. A brush of the lips came,
responded by both elf and the maiden. His hand removed itself
from beneath her fingers, brushing down to her waist, pulling
her close. He felt her fingers wrap themselves around his slender
neck. Their kiss became deeper as their emotions hightened. The
warmth of the sun overwealmed them as the feeling of love volumed
to such a height inside them, lust could only fulfill it. So thus,
they fell upon Grima's bed…
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In
the wind by TenTenD.
Summary: Though there is not much time between the immortal
and the mortal, bonds are formed through the smallest of things.
It is these little things that matter in any grand achievement.
Drabbles centered around Eowyn and Legolas and the ties than bind
them.
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* I save my love for one by Legolaslover58. This story no longer
seems to be available on the web.
"Must it be his love that will make you feel happy?"
he asked daringly. "My lord?" she asked, puzzled by
his words. He deeply regretted his foolishness, but he did not
regret what he said, for his words were true, why was Aragorn
the only one that could make her happy, why couldn't he also make
her happy? He gathered up as much courage as he could muster,
which was extremely difficult, he had fought countless numbers
of Orcs and Urk-hai. But he couldn't face the woman he loved.
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I
Wanna Grow Old With You by legano-san. A songfic, based on
a song by Westlife.
“Legolas, why can’t you tell your people? How am
I supposed to love you, if you can’t tell?” Eowyn said,
she was sitting beside Legolas. The sky was clear that night and
the moon shown brightly over them. “I will, I promise.”
he said, turning towards her. “Legolas, you’ve promised
to many times. Unless you stay true to your word” she got
up and started to walk away, but she turned around to face him.
“I can’t love you” and so, she left.
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Lady
of the Necklace: The Return of the Shield Maiden by
ofThornsandRedPetals09
Summary: The Elves are about to sail to the Undying Lands
or known as Valinor, but a new dark presence came to Middle Earth
and ceased them from returning to their homeland. The new enemy
threatens to destroy the entire race of Elves and there's only
one person who can save them. (Legolas/Eowyn/Haldir) (Eowyn-centric
fic).
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* Laurelena: Golden Maid of the Stars.
This story no longer seems to be available on the web. A long
story in two books, with a very interesting twist. But be warned:
this story is a mixture of bookverse and movieverse, and its Legolas
has dark hair!
He led her into a grove of white-blossomed trees and shook
the branches above her so that the sweet scented petals drifted
on her like fragranced snowflakes. She twirled and laughed, her
arms about her, forgetting all her troubles and concerns, enjoying
his little trick. Legolas silently jumped down and landed behind
her. He made a loud clear whistle of a bird, which sent her spinning
around to him only to find herself in his arms and he was smiling
too at her, so calm and pleased at seeing her warm and at ease,
unlike the previous night. But soon her laugh died as she remembered
her task, and pain passed before her eyes, for she knew her true
heart at last. She loved him. And she knew she was denying herself
this love, this happiness that was right here before her. She
was turning her back on it. And when he saw her face, he knew
it too. The happy moment had passed.
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Let
Me Touch You For Awhile by Dragonsinger77.
"Do you miss your home? Your family?" The blond
elf nodded. "Yes. All the time. Lately, I've discovered that
I'm not really comfortable inside stone walls. I miss the trees,
the animals, and my parents, mostly. "Your wife?" Eowyn
boldly asked. Legolas laughed softly. "I'm not married."
"Oh."
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Longings
and A
night between two days by MelanayeBaggins.
"Do not despair, my love," Eowyn’s weak voice
entreated him. "I have lived more in my long years than I
ever thought possible. Experienced such joys and sorrows as most
people merely dream about. I feel now that it is time to leave
you, my only regret is the pain my passing will cause to you and
our family. I beg of you, meleth, do not fade from life, not yet."
Legolas looked up at these words, meeting her eyes once again,
praying that it would not be the last time.
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Lost
tale of Legolas and Eowyn, The by KateM.
Legolas took a deep breath. Faramir was not yet dead when
Legolas found him. His last words were about Eowyn, and Legolas
was going to repeat them to Eowyn. "Faramir was still alive
when I last saw him with my eyes. He said to me 'take care of
her my brother. Comfort her for the rest of her days'."
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Love
between an Elf and a Woman, The by Arwennicole. An epic story
crammed into a tiny space!
“Don’t let Faramir’s saying destroy everything
we have, I love you and I want to be with you if you want to be
with me,” she said. Legolas kissed her forehead and sighed.
“I want to be with you, I love you Eowyn. I pledged my love
to you and promised that I’d give up my immortality so I
could be with you,” he said.
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Misty Month, The by LeRouret
at www.scribeoz.com. LOTR meets the Age of Chivalry: Legolas is
Eowyn's Green Knight.
Another sharp pain made her double over, and through her cries
she heard Legolas calling to his scouts; then there was the feeling
within her of something snapping, and warm water began to run
down her legs. When the pain subsided she was surprised to find
herself upon her knees in the frosty loam once more, with Legolas'
arms about her; he was saying: "Make it very big – we
need a lot of heat. And fetch water from that stream over there
in the helms, and as many stray cloaks and blankets from the packs
you might find. Was there any soap in the supplies?"
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Moonlit
Night by Two Girls and a Little Insanity.
Legolas moved himself up slowly, and caught her lips in a
soft kiss. She responded, kissing him back gently. Eowyn suddenly
pulled away when it occurred to her what she was doing. She began
to stand up. Legolas caught her arm. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't
have done that." He whispered. "It's fine." She
replied with a small smile. He returned her smile gently. He lay
back down and slipped into sleep. And she watched him sleep, under
the moonlit sky.
...
Nothing's
set in stone by DC-BA.
Summary: One-sentence challenge: 64 prompts, 2 thousand words,
1 pairing. EowynxLegolas
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Porcelain
and Gold by Mei. Legolas/Eowyn/Haldir.
"Eowyn." Legolas was at her side making introductions.
"My consort, Haldir." He waved a hand at the silver
elf but it was quite unnecessary for Haldir was already bending
to nuzzle her cheek. After taking her other hand in his, Legolas
smiled. "You kept me from darkness and to that we are both
indebted to you." He dropped his head to capture her lips,
slipping his tongue past her teeth to explore within. She was
in a dream. There was no other explanation for this. No explanation
to why she stood so willingly before the two naked elven males
and why she did not say anything as they peeled her gown from
her form. Nor could she possibly explain why she did not protest
as they tugged her down to kneel on the blanket with them.
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Pottymouth
by LeRouret. A completely AU story and a lot of fun! No snippet
could possibly do it justice, but here's a flavour:
"I don't want [Faramir's] fucking money," Éowyn
says. There are spots of red on her cheeks, and her pretty silver
eyes are flashing angrily. "I don't need anything from him.
I have Legolas. And even if I didn't, I wouldn't deliberately
seek him out and ask him for my money back. I'd rather live in
an alley and push a grocery cart full of trash around than see
him again." That's my Shieldmaiden! Fucking shame my being
proud of her makes my plonker stand up and take notice. What is
it about her being cheesed off that makes me so fucking randy?
I put my hand on her thigh; she's quivering, like she quivers
when I'm about to enter her. Oh fuck, I want to be inside her.
"There, there, acushla," I say, giving her a little
squeeze. "Love your agro, but we need to finish this rave-up
and get to business." She turns to me, her pretty red mouth
pouting; oh bugger would I love to bite that lower lip, suck it
into my mouth...
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Price
of Freedom, The by Erin Lasgalen. Probably the most
inventive L/E story I've ever read. And very erotic! It deserves
a long quote:
[Legolas] smiled against her lips, his forehead pressed against
hers. “When you woke in the Temple without your memories,
I could smell your desire for me. It was like the perfume of a
sweet flower that had bloomed at long last after a bitter spring.”
His hand at her back moved up her spine, sliding beneath her tunic.
His hand smoothing over her bare skin made her gasp against his
mouth. “When you kissed me, I felt as though my body had
been set afire. Fool that I was, I barely knew what it was I was
feeling. It was so new, unlike anything I had ever known. I wanted
you, and that filled me with wonder and fear for us both.”
He kissed his way down the line of her throat. “I would have
sealed these words in my heart forever, afraid to speak them aloud,
afraid to reach out and take what I wanted. I fear nothing now.
I am less gentle than I was. I want you still, like a fire in
my veins. You body, your blood, all of you! Lay with me, Eowyn.
We may still have one sweet taste of what might have been. And
when the dawn comes, I shall set your soul free of this darkness,
as you wished. But I shall remember you always.” She tilted
her head back, laying her throat bare to him. “Drink the
first draught,” she whispered. He kissed her once more, deep
and lingering. Then he buried his teeth in the base of her throat.
He drank down the river of her life, his body trembling against
hers in eager pleasure. He bore her down upon her back and she
arched against him, wrapping her arms and legs around him. A wave
of pressure and pleasure was building low in her body. Every heightened
sense was filled with his scent, his taste, the feel of the bare
silken skin of his back under her hands, the weight of his body
upon hers. The dam burst within her, sending a blazing backdraft
wave of fire burning through her. She bowed her back and cried
out as it swept her up on its crest, leaving her breathless and
spent when it finally began to subside.
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Proper
Choices by Kelyi. A real heartbreaker.
"Go... Be happy, Éowyn, that's all I request.
And one day, if you change your mind, you shall know where to
find me."
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Rohan's
Gold by Ziggy3.
Summary: Meduseld. The roof shone golden in the sun. He had
not appreciated it last time, only listened to Gimli's muttered
observations that it didn't look much like a golden hall. Now
he knew the gold here was not on the roof.
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Sanguine
Lies by Pandastacia.
Summary: Forty-three seconds. Out of three-hundred sixty-five
days, it's not enough. But they will live with this unconventional
fantasy.
...
Save
This Last Dance by TheObsidianPhoenix.
Walking up to his love, as she stood with her new husband,
he made a graceful bow before them. Straightening, he looked at
her full in the eye and spoke softly, “My lady of Ithilien,
would you do me the honour of this dance?”
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Serenity
by falln-angl.
‘Your face…’ he murmured, a memory flitting
in his mind. She looked enquiringly at him. ‘Master Elf?’
‘It is familiar to me somehow, your face,’ he explained.
‘Yet I am certain that we have not met before.’ A trace
of a smile curved her lips. ‘I am sure that had I met you
before yesterday, I would remember it.’
...
She
Follows by Victoria P. A threesome!
The Man and the Elf share a glance, and Aragorn holds out
a hand to her. "There is only this," he says softly.
"We ride to war, and must take comfort when it is offered,
Eowyn, shieldmaiden of Rohan." She puts her hand in his,
and he draws her into their embrace. Legolas is tentative, his
lips on her neck warm and soft, his hand at her waist gentle.
Aragorn takes her mouth with his, and fire consumes her.
...
Sigh
of dawn, The by Éowyn Angel.
Legolas shifted on the soft bed, his dreamy gaze exploring
the chamber. All seemed simple and functional, not quite the usual
woman room, but the colours and the curves of the furniture were
soft. Like her. He turned a little to caress the sleeping face
of his golden-haired lover and marvelled once again at the sight
of her.
...
Some
Things Never Change by Kath. (Legolas/Eowyn/Haldir).
"THAT IS ENOUGH!" Legolas roared. "You both
claim to love me, but neither of you is willing to even try to
get along with each other, even though you know how much it would
mean to me. I am disgusted with the both of you! That's it! It
is over!" Legolas cried, spinning on his socked heel and
returning to his room, slamming the door so hard he cracked the
jamb. Eowyn stopped in midswing, Haldir's hand still on her head…
...
Sorrows
Shared by Daughter of Inis.
Summary: They never could have loved, for he was elf-kind
and she mortal, but still the slight hope remains that they could
have...
...
Suffer
The Call by TheSoliloquy.
Summary: The white gulls called, and one day Legolas would
be forced to answer.
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* Temperature by moonwhip. This story
no longer seems to be available on the web. A movieverse story
set in the Glittering Caves, just after Helm's Deep.
"Men tell me I am cold as a winter morning. Were his
heart unclaimed, Aragorn might still disdain me. What have I to
offer a man? I am a good hand with a blade, but I know nothing
of men's hearts." She tries to struggle free, but Legolas
steps in close, his hands firm on her shoulders. "Do not
speak so, lady," he whispers. "Unhand me," she
says, the words hissing on her tongue, "before the touch
of me freezes your fingers." His eyes flash brilliance in
the gloom. Éowyn's breath stops in her throat as if an
arrow has hit her in the chest. Legolas bends in, brushes a touch
so light across her cheek that she thinks at first she has imagined
it. His face is very near, and his skin seems to glow in the light,
more beautiful than any woman's. "What seems bitter cold
to a mortal's touch," he murmurs in her ear, "is mere
chill to my hand."
...
Tent
scene, A by Rene.
She fled from his tent in anger and tears. She caught her
ankle on the thick rope of another tent, falling to the ground
in the darkness. But she never hit, for a strong hand had saved
her from a few nasty bruises with impossible speed, the speed
only an elf could manage. She was helped back to her feet by a
concerned Legolas, who led her into his tent, the one she had
tripped over, to see to her ankle. As he bound her injured ankle,
she marveled at the smoothness of his Elven chest, and before
she could stop herself, she reached out a hand to caress it.
...
To
Love Again by kateybeth.
Summary: A year after the war, Faramir dies of a strange illness.
Eowyn is distraught, but Queen Arwen suggests a visit to the elf
colony in Ithilien to find herself again. But does Eowyn find
more than she bargained for?
...
Touch
of Ice, The by Laurelin M. Estel.
Summary: This is a Legolas/Eowyn songfic to Iris by the Goo
goo Dolls.
...
* Touch of the Prince, The
by Tarhiliel. This story no longer seems to be available on the
web.
In that moment I did not have to prove myself, all I had to
do was be myself. He felt me, he knew me, and there he was with
me. I was lost in him, in his kiss, in his tight embrace, and
I wanted nothing more than that. And so my grief ended, just by
his touch, that defrosted my broken heart with its warmth.
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Turpentine
kisses and mistaken blows by Motek.
Summary: 64 prompts, inspired by DC-BA's fic, exploring options
with Legolas and Eowyn.
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Two
Strides by xTallyxPennyx.
Summary: Legolas watches Eowyn as she mourns for her Uncle.
Drabble.
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Unrepentant, Unforgiven
by LeRouret at www.scribeoz.com. WARNING: evil, psychopathic Eowyn!
“Eat it!” she commanded, forcing the knife further
into his skin. Moaning in pain and frustration the Elf opened
his lips and Éowyn forced the handful of honey into him,
pushing deeply in so he couldn’t spit it out; he gagged on
it, but she gave his ear another vicious twist and he swallowed
convulsively.
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Unspoken
Love by Wren.
At the celebration later I can't help but watch you, talking
pleasantly with your friend. It brings a smile to my face, watching
your expressions. Later my uncle comes to talk to me. It is clear
that he thinks I love another, the one whose heart was carried
across the sea with that elf maiden. I do not let it worry me,
I can worry about nothing while I'm watching you.
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Use
Me Once by ZeeDrippyVessel. In an aside from the Empty
Vessel saga, Legolas escorts Eowyn to Aragorn's wedding and
comforts her afterwards.
"During the ceremony, they played finger games with each
other, her hand on his thigh, his covering hers at times. At the
dinner afterwards, they danced. He enjoyed holding her slight
body next to his and his loins reminded him it had been a very
long time since he had been with a female..."
Sadly, Zee does not seem to have written the scene in which Legolas
confronts Eowyn after finding out about his daughter.
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Wait
for me and The
end of waiting by The Time lady.
Eowyn walked down to the woods where she had promised to meet
him the day before. Her heart was slowly being torn apart as she
recited in her head the words she had to say. Theirs was a forbidden
love, not just between their two races. But between their worlds.
Eowyn knew she had to end this tonight. But that didn’t heal
the hole in her soul.
Eowyn stumbled over the rocks, once agile limbs now heavy
with age. Pushing the once-golden, now silver hair from her face
she gazed at the lonely horizon with fading sight. She had waited.
Everyday she used to run down to the beach and hope that somehow
he would return. Everyday Eowyn would be disappointed at the empty
shores. So she would dream instead.
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What
Paths we Take by L8Bleumr
He studied her body. Though she was what Men called ‘middle-aged’,
her body still held its shape. She had never given up her training
as a Shieldmaiden and still practiced daily. It was apparent as
Legolas noticed her shapely body, muscles toned from years of
swordplay. In all actuality, it did not really matter to him what
she looked like. That was not how he saw her. It was her inner
beauty that covered up any ‘imperfections’ as she call
them. He could not see them. All he saw was her soul, her otherworldly
glow. She would always look beautiful to him.
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Wrong
End of the Stick, The by SailorSilvanesti
Summary: After witnessing a tender moment between the newly-returned
Aragorn and his Elven companion, Eowyn mis-reads the situation...especially
as she sees the pendant exchanged. Hurt and 'betrayed', she lashes
out...how will it end! Slightly AU
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* Yet Powerful by Tarhiliel.
This story no longer seems to be available on the web.
'If I did not know your name, Éowyn, daughter of Théodwyn,
I would say you were an Elf. Your beauty shines bright.'' I let
go of her hand, now placing mine on her face. ''And you too, like
an Elf, are fair to see, yet powerful.'
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