The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings Imagines

Liedjie vir jou -Lindir

(Requested by a friend on Tumblr: Hi! Girl I love how you write for Lindir! Can I request something where he's shy to talk to the reader? Maybe she is visiting from Lothlorien and he's trying to work up the courage to go and talk to her?

Author's Notes:  I'm so happy that when I wrote Kalinaw for Lindir, a lot of requests for Lindir came because I have always wanted to write more for him, I just didn't have ideas that fit him so thank you guys! Spread more love for Lindir woooo! I tried my best with this, although Lindir became not so shy towards the end sooo 😆 I also don't speak Afrikaans but I really want to learn the language while we're here in South Africa. Correct me pls if my title is wrong. I hope you like it!

Warning: none)

Lindir heaved a sigh, placing his chin on his palm as he rested his elbow on the desk. Out of the window he looked and out of the window he continued to stare. There was something, or rather someone, that caught his eyes and Lindir could not find it in himself to look away. And even if Lindir could control himself, he would choose not to avert his gaze.

The view from outside the window of his study was indeed a gorgeous view. It showed the valley and the trees and it was quite near to the waterfalls. The sound of water calmed him and the orange glow of the sun that casted shadows in the room ever reminded Lindir of how glorious and ethereal Imladris was.

But if he looked at one of the balconies that could be seen from his window, one would notice an elleth sitting on a velvet love seat with her feet up. She wore a gown in a beautiful shade of (favorite color) and her (hair color) was free from any braids. They tumbled down her shoulders and gently swayed with the breeze. Her eyes were glued to the book and her fingers gingerly turned its yellowing pages.

You were far more beautiful than any view he could get from any window in Imladris.

Oh how breathtaking you were. Lindir could not help but smile whenever your lips would turn upwards as you read something amusing or how your eyebrows would meet when something troubling happened in the story.

How he wished he could sit with you and read the words to you. To have you in his arms as you lean your head against his chest while he holds the book in front of you two. To have his arm around you and absentmindedly run his hand through your hair. To have you look up at him with that beautiful smile.

Such a beautiful image he would love to make into reality.

But his sweet daydreams were interrupted when your gaze suddenly left the book and you turned your head to look his way.

Lindir jumped and luckily turned just in time to avoid getting caught. He looked down at his parchment (which he was supposed to be writing lyrics on) and pretended to be deep in thought as he held his quill in his other hand.

He continued to pretend for a few minutes more before looking up. A sigh of relief left his lips when he saw that you went back to reading.

Lindir didn't know, but your cheeks felt quite warm at the sight of him.

As Lindir heaved another sigh, someone cleared their throat to get his attention. Again Lindir jumped and quickly swiveled in his seat. There standing a few steps away from him was Elrond. And the Lord of Rivendell was raising an eyebrow at him. Elrond's eyes looked out of the window and when he saw you, both of his eyebrows were up. A teasing smirk appeared on his lips.