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a-world-of-whimsy-5 · 8 months

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Tulkas NSFW alphabet

A general warning as this post contains many suggestive and explicit themes.

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A/n: this is my first attempt writing a NSFW alphabet for any character, but I hope you all enjoy reading it.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): Tulkas’s preferred methods of aftercare are warm baths, massages, and cuddles. He will always keep a pitcher of water and a small bowl of treats ready, insisting that his partner have something to eat and drink before they go to sleep.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His: His chest and arms and thighs. Tulkas loves it when his partner runs their hands all over his chest, arms and thighs, telling him how strong he feels, how good it feels to have his muscular thighs push theirs apart, and how his arms feel like vises when he holds them.

His partner: Their ass. Tulkas loves grabbing his partner’s butt when he lifts them up. While making out or during the act, he grabs onto their back and squeezes tight, delighting in the intoxicating whines and moans he hears.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically…) : Tulkas loves turning his partner’s body into a canvas. The Vala will gladly finish inside his partner if that is what they wish, but if they invite him to finish on any exposed part such as their belly, breasts, face, etc, it would drive him wild. He will also let out a string of the filthiest dirty talk he can think of while he does so.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): The Vala has a fantasy of fucking his partner right in the middle of the empty arena he uses for his sporting contests, while the stars are out in all their glory.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): He is very experienced, and is willing to listen. Tulkas will always put his skills to good use, and his partner will be left a wet, mewling mess by the time he is finished with them.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying): Tulkas does not discriminate when it comes to positions, provided he is not physically restrained. However, he does have a liking for his partner being on top, a position that allows him to grab onto his partner’s hips so he can bring them down on him hard and bottom out inside of them when he does.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc): Tulkas loves to crack jokes before, during, and after a lovemaking session, especially if it puts his partner at ease. However, he can be very commanding if his partner acts bratty and pushes his buttons.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.): Besides the thick golden hair he keeps loose about his shoulders, Tulkas is one of the few among the male Ainur to grow a beard that is as thick and golden as the hair on his head. This he keeps well groomed and neatly trimmed, never letting it grow beyond a finger’s breadth beneath his chin. He does not have any other body hair besides this.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect, etc.): Tulkas is not the most romantic amongst the Ainur. Things like setting romantic scenes and long, candle-lit suppers are not his forte. However, he is open when it comes to displays of affection and will have no problem telling his partner how good they feel and how badly he wants them. He is not one for tender sweet-talk during the act either. Tulkas prefers explicit dirty talk instead.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon): The Vala sees no shame in pleasuring himself when he does not have a partner, especially if he’s horny. If his partner just likes to watch him get off, he would happily say yes to that too. Showing them how much they’re missing out on is a big turn-on for him.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks): He has a thing for degradation, using slurs like calling his partner a slut. He also loves praise, hearing how good he is as a lover and how good he makes his partner feel.

Tulkas will also use his beard for sensation play, running it along the curve of his partner’s throat, their belly or the insides of their thighs, listening to them while they giggle and whimper.

He also has a kink for threesomes, and will say yes if the mood strikes him. The more the merrier is his unofficial motto.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the deed): Again, this Vala does not discriminate. In bed or on a table, against a wall or down a dark passageway, meadow or tent, it would not matter. He will take his partner in or against any of these locations if they let him.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going): Seeing his partner in armor. No seriously. Tulkas has a soft spot for women in armor and/or holding weapons. Something about the sight of a woman (or a man he finds attractive) in plated steel, or wielding a weapon of any kind, gets his blood going.

Another aspect that gets him going is a partner that will put a show for him, as in: batting their eyelashes and gesturing for him to “come hither,” whispering suggestive things into his ear, running their hand all over his arms and chest and purring how wonderful they all feel, toying with his hair.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs): Water sports and scat play are turn-offs for him, so while he will respect his partner’s liking for such acts, he himself will never agree to engage in them in any shape or form.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.): Tulkas enjoys both, but his preference is to receive. Tulkas loves watching his partner struggle to sink their mouth around his cock while they go down on him. He would brush his hand over their hair and encourage them to take him in even deeper, growing drunk on the little gagging sounds they make.

When he goes down on his partner, he wants them to be expressive, telling him where to touch and kiss them, what he should avoid, and encouraging him with deep moans and right there’s and hard tugs on his hair. He has a skilled tongue, always laving his partner's slit before gently tugging, looking up into his partners eyes and grunting with each flick.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.): Tulkas is a rough and fast kind of Vala, someone who has been known to rip the clothes off his partner in his need to feel their skin against his. He is one of the last partners to have when it comes to slow and sensual, but he will slow down the tempo if it is his partner’s first time or if they ask for it.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): Tulkas has no aversion to quickies and is ever ready to say yes if it is offered.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.) :Tulkas is big on experimenting and taking risks, but only after talking it out with his partner and receiving their consent first. He will, however, draw the line if it is an act that would injure his partner in any way.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…): Being a fine athlete, Tulkas can go for as many as three or four times (for quick sessions) with little breaks in-between, or for hours (for a one-time session), if his partner insists on him slowing the pace. Either way, his partner will be exhausted by the time he is finished with them.

T = Toy (Do they own toys?) Do they use them? On a partner or themselves? Restraints, and on his partner, when they act bratty and have to be reminded to behave. If he is in the mood he will use various forms of bondage to restrain his partner’s wrists and legs during the act.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): He loves to tease, tempting his partner with shallow thrusts, making them whine and pout while he chuckles and watches them lose themselves in a lust-filled haze.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make): Tulkas is loud, moaning and muttering sweet obscenities against his partner’s skin without restraint during the act and not caring if anyone else hears.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): Tulkas will smack his partner’s butt in public when he is feeling particularly playful, and grin like anything while his partner blushes furiously.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words): Tulkas is a big boy in every way. Length and girth is in proportion to his height and size, all thick and veiny and pale. He is a shower, and his cock is guaranteed to be outlined against fabric if he wears tight fighting breeches.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): Very high. Tulkas is very much a high libido Ainu, and needs a partner who can keep up with him.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): Tulkas will keep awake while his partner needs aftercare. After that, he will be content to cuddle his partner and sleep after that.

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doodle-pops · 1 year

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Let Me Put You In Your Place

[Elves and Ainur Brat Taming x reader]

A/N: I contemplated on whether to post this now or later, but to post it I must.

Warnings: smut, spanking, manhandling, mature themes

Ultimate brat tamers – they live to tame you, they love when you act up leaving you to run your mouth and carry on with your outrageous attitude, leading you to believe that you have the upper hand, that you can have your way and get away with it. How wrong were you? Your bratty behaviour was their number one kink. What triggered them into overdrive was the look you gave when you disregarded their warning stare. Waiting till it’s just you two in private, they walk right up to you and easily bring their hands around your neck, backing you against a nearby walk and bracing their other arm beside your head. Maintaining eye contact, they’d bring their face close to yours leaving only an inch of spacing between your lips before speaking. “Whatever gave you the impression that you could act like that…towards me, huh?” they’d apply a little more pressure around your neck causing you to resist the urge to roll your eyes into your head. “What do you have to say for yourself? Nothing, not so much of a talker now, huh? Why don’t you throw another one of your tantrums for me, right here and now? Don’t be shy, you clearly weren’t minutes ago.” it was a trick question because no matter how you answered, your punishment was booked. They would have a ball of a time punishing you – they want to see, make, and hear you beg for them. There were times when their patience ran thin and all they’d do was drag you off to a secluded area before bending your over to fuck the attitude out of you whilst making you cry and beg. You would learn your lesson, or maybe they expect you to repeat the same mistake so they could ravish you again. It’s their kink after all. “Oh no sweetheart I’m not stopping, you wanted this because you knew it would lead to this like every other time, so take it.”

FEANOR, Maedhros, CELEGORM, CARANTHIR, CURUFIN, Amras, FINGOLFIN, Argon, Angrod, ECTHELION, Maeglin, BELEG, Elladan, OROMË, TULKAS, Tilion

Sneaky brat tamers – OH, THEY ARE THE WORSE OF THEM ALL. They enjoy taming you, it’s a favourite activity in the bedroom that brings a bit of spice to your life. However, it’s not their ultimate kink like others, they don’t mind when you act up because they know that you know that they know your motives. Since that’s the case, they aren’t really in a hurry to tame you because they have their own trick up their sleeves. They’d sit and watch you throw your attitude from time to time, leaving you to carry on thinking that they’re not bothering you, truth is, they were making a silent list of everything you did over a period of time before they strike. Waiting for you to get comfortable and relaxed, falling back into your regular attitude, that’s when they’d strike. You’d walk into the trap without realizing it one bit, only when they asked you to try something new tonight that’s when you realized what they planned. “What’s wrong love? I thought that this was what you wanted from the beginning when you had thrown all those tantrums? You thought I didn’t notice? Oh, but I did, I mean look at the state you’re in…it’s all because I paid attention.” their hands would be gripping your cheeks as they spoke to you so sweetly while watching your fumble around for your words. “Shhh, you don’t have anything to say besides moaning my name tonight and apologizing...the moaning will come later though,” Flipping you over onto your stomach, they would pull your ass in the air, rubbing it lightly, “Here's what's going to happen...I'm going to fuck you into this bed and you're not going to cum unless I feel sorry for you, but firstly, you’re going to count and if you miss, we restart. So, let’s see how many times you’ve acted up? It's alright though, you can mess up if you'd like, we have all night.”

MAEDHROS, MAGLOR, Curufin, Amrod, FINGON, FINROD, GLORFINDEL, Ecthelion, EGALMOTH, ELROND, Elrohir, IRMO, MANWË, NÁMO

One-Time brat tamer – they’re a bit similar to the sneaky ones but the difference is that they really tend to overlook your attitude and tantrums and only strike when it’s overbearing. It’s not a build-up of all the tantrums you threw before, it’s just for that one you were performing earlier on thinking that you could get away with it. They wouldn’t even notice the other times, it was just this performance tonight that triggered them. The thing is though, you’d never know which performance of yours would be the right one to rile them up until you’re bent over or pressed down into the mattress having the life and the attitude being fucked out of you. Walking right up to you, they’d calmly speak informing you to step aside with them, not once would you pick up a hint of anything. It’s only when the door is closed and your back is slammed against the wood and you see the glint of arousal but displeasure in their eyes, you’d understand. They’d take their time to deal with you since you believed you had all the time in the world to act up. “The entire night you carried on and on ignoring the stares I’d cast at you, warning you to behave…too many chances were given and now all’s gone. What do you have to say for yourself? You’re sorry? I don’t believe so.” They wouldn’t be aggressive with their movements, but harsh to deliver their message, yes, they would. However, they do expect you to learn your lesson and let it be a one-timer. “Don’t ever let this happen again, understood? I don’t need to repeat myself, do I? Good, because if I were you, I wouldn’t want to keep this up love, you’d come to regret it,” with a small smirk on their faces which speaks that they enjoy the thrill of taming you.

Caranthir, CELEBRIMBOR, Turgon, FINARFIN, Aegnor, Galdor, ERESTOR, ËONWE

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silmsmutweek · 8 months

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ROUND-UP: AINUR

All creations are Mature or Explicit unless marked as *sfw. Please see work tags for warnings.

Arien/Eönwë Day 6 by @maironite

Eönwë/Gothmog Intercrural sex and wings by @i-did-not-mean-to

Eönwë/Ilmarë/Manwë Day 4 by @a-world-of-whimsy-5

Eönwë/Manwë/Varda Sublime Companionship by @cilil

Estë/Irmo Dream me awake by @cilil

Gothmog/Morgoth Day 1 by @a-world-of-whimsy-5

Makar/Meássë Day 3 by @a-world-of-whimsy-5

Manwë/Ulmo/Varda Sharing is Caring by @cilil

Morgoth/Sauron Dirty talk and lingerie by @i-did-not-mean-to Day 4/5 by @maironite A Dragon's Favourite Treasure by @cilil

Morgoth/Tulkas Forced Favours by cilil

Morgoth/Varda Incinerate by @cliffdivingsblog Art by @marimosalad

Ossë/Uinen Day 7 by @maironite

Uinen/Varda Day 7 by @a-world-of-whimsy-5

#round-up #silmarillion smut #silm smut #ainur #valar #maiar #morgoth #sauron #manwe #varda #eonwe #arien #gothmog #ilmare #ulmo #tulkas #osse #uinen

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furious-haste-of-malice · 8 months

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"I heard things about you," he said in a low voice. "They say you gain favours by offering your fána to others. And I know it to be true. Even if you won't admit it, I've seen how you act when we fight. How you will always evade and deny and scream and throw insults, but also show off your fána and make sure it touches mine –"

✦ ⁺ ‧ Day 5 ⁺ Tulkas x Melkor (background/implied Melkor x Mairon) ✦ ⁺ ‧ Synopsis: Tulkas chases Melkor with the intention of stopping him from committing evil deeds - and satisfying an age-old craving. ✦ ⁺ ‧ Featuring/prompts: Hate sex, rough sex, non-con, humiliation/degradation, light bondage ✦ ⁺ ‧ Warnings: Non-con (I mean it), physical violence Also available on AO3

AN: Day 5 of @silmsmutweek. Please heed the warnings - this may be rather unpleasant to read for some of you.

"Get away from me!"

"That'd suit you just fine, huh?"

Black claw-like nails dug into ruddy flesh, leaving angry red marks as the two Valar rolled down a grassy hill in the plains of Valinor. Their fight was heated and bitter, neither willing to give up – Melkor kept insisting that he had done nothing wrong, while Tulkas was adamant that he had been acting suspicious and had decided to apprehend him before any evil deeds could be committed. If anything his resistance made it seem like he had something to hide, as the Champion of the Valar proudly proclaimed.

Despite his best efforts Melkor ended up trapped underneath his bulk when they stopped rolling.

"Look," Tulkas began, and for once his laughter stopped. "You may have fooled Manwë, but I don't believe you've changed. In fact I think you're up to something."

For some reason this idiot has convinced himself that he knows something. Melkor bared his teeth and snarled, though he couldn't shake the vague feeling of dread crawling up his spine. This seemed to be more serious than he had initially assumed, and unfortunately for him, his chances of beating Tulkas in a fight weren't too good. The memories of his painful, humiliating defeat were fresh on his mind and being imprisoned in Mandos for ages had certainly not helped matters.

"So all of a sudden you know better than everyone else? You, Tulkas the wise, the last person anyone in their right mind would ever ask for advice? Don't make me laugh," Melkor sneered. He barely managed to catch Tulkas' fist as the other attempted to retaliate against his mockery.

"Laugh all you want while you still can. I know evil when I see it," Tulkas said.

Melkor's eyes lit up like blue flames. "What do you even want from me?! Your king has accepted me as one of the Valar, yet you continue to pursue me! Do you want me to sit quietly in a corner and grovel at your feet? Would that please you enough to leave me alone?"

Silence ensued as Tulkas pondered those words. His arm relaxed slightly, allowing Melkor to finally push his fist away, but his weight on top of him was unyielding and he couldn't get away; not like this anyway. Perhaps he could find another way – though before he could come up with a plan, he noticed how the other Vala was staring down at him, his expression shifting from righteous anger to something different.

"Please me, huh?" Tulkas mused. "Why, it would indeed. And I must say I'm not surprised that you would attempt to suggest such a thing."

"It was not a suggestion, you imbecile!" Melkor tried to struggle again, only to be pinned to the ground even more forcefully.

"I don't think so."

Tulkas suddenly grasped his chin with one of his large hands, eyeing the Dark Vala with something akin to interest in his eyes.

"My fána is touching yours because I'm defending myself! How on Arda did you fail to understand that?!" Melkor cried out indignantly, but Tulkas wasn't listening. Instead, he reached for his robe and tore it with ease, exposing his angrily heaving chest.

"Aye, even now you deny it, yet I know better," he said and reached for one of his nipples, hardened from rubbing against the fabric. He pinched it, causing Melkor to let out a pained noise before he could stop himself.

"Sometimes I wonder if you want me to chase you, beat you into submission and..." Tulkas used his hand holding the Dark Vala's chin to force eye contact while continuing to roughly fondle his chest. "... offer yourself to me so I leave you alone. Is that it, slut?"

"Unhand me and go play out your sick fantasies with someone else!"

Tulkas shook his head. "You're a liar and everyone knows it."

Faster than lightning, he let go of Melkor's chin to backhand him across the face, causing him to drop to the ground in a daze. While the Dark Vala was incapacitated, he grabbed a rope he had brought with him and tied his hands together before forcibly removing the rest of his clothes.

"I believe I deserve a reward for all the trouble you caused and I'll take it whether you like it or not," Tulkas growled.

Did he... plan this?!

Melkor's eyes widened in panic, and his reaction seemed to please him.

"Now you stop shouting, hm? Don't worry, I'll be gentle if you behave."

Tulkas' weight was suddenly lifted, but any attempt at another escape or defending himself by kicking him was foiled when he immediately took hold his thighs to force his legs apart, positioning himself in-between, and pushing them back against his chest to expose the most vulnerable part of his fána. Melkor struggled and protested as fiercely as he could, but unfortunately the Champion of the Valar was stronger than him.

"Indeed, you're prettier than I used to think," Tulkas mused, not bothering to suppress a pleased groan as he greedily spread him open with both hands and admired the tight, twitching hole presenting itself to him. "And you put up a good fight if you try, as if you were made to be conquered by me... aye, I admit I've been desiring this for a long time."

"Stop! Let me go! I –" Melkor bit his lip. Despite everything, he couldn't bring himself to plead – though something told him it'd be futile anyway, and heightening his enemy's pleasure was all he would achieve.

Impatient, Tulkas spat on his hand and unceremoniously shoved two spit-slicked fingers inside of him, his free hand holding his legs in place. Melkor had to bite down harder to keep himself from crying out in pain. It was the first time someone touched him like this after many years in captivity, it hurt and it was so unlike the loving, gentle touches he remembered from a different time, when he was at home and felt safe and Mairon was with him – no, he couldn't think of Mairon now. He had grown to treasure these memories as one of few comforts he'd had in his lonely cell in Mandos and he would need them again so very soon, he couldn't allow them to be poisoned by another's violation of his fána.

Melkor kept cursing the other Vala and tried to kick him, but Tulkas thwarted all of his attempts and continued to force his passage open with merciless determination.

"Stop being difficult or I'll have to beat you again," he said, and Melkor's blood froze; from the tone of his voice and the utter lack of Tulkas' usual smile and boisterous laughter revealed that this was a serious threat.

He was going to have to endure this too, the greatest humiliation forced upon him by his most hated enemy. His thoughts were racing, desperately trying to find a way out – he wanted Mairon to come and save him, but he knew he couldn't reach him from Valinor and even if he could, what chance would a Maia have against the Champion of the Valar? As the pain between his legs grew and bruises began to form, Melkor even thought about calling for Manwë, but would his holy, perfect brother even hear him? Would he side with him or would he accept what was done to him as yet another justified punishment?

Tulkas forced his cock inside him without warning, and this time Melkor couldn't stop himself from screaming, his lips already bloody from being bitten. It hurt so much more than his fingers, stretching him wide despite his fána's desperate attempts at resistance.

"Tulkas, stop!" His cry was weak, and the only response he received was a dark chuckle as the other Vala began moving inside of him.

"Not before I've gotten my fill of that tight little hole of yours."

Melkor tried to shed his fána then, his ëala wanting nothing more than to escape, but Tulkas' grip was too strong. He was forced to stay where he was, pressed against the ground as the sacred soil of Valinor was stained with their sweat and blood dripping out of his abused hole.

To his horror, he soon felt Tulkas' hand reaching for his cock and stroking him with rough, hasty movements. There truly were no limits to how much he would be degraded, and even when he squeezed his eyes shut and tried to numb himself to the pain and unwanted pleasure, he couldn't stop his fána from responding.

"You're going to cum because I know you enjoy it, slut," Tulkas growled triumphantly.

Melkor didn't bother arguing. By now he had long realised that his enemy was playing out some kind of twisted fantasy he had made up in his mind, and he would see it through to the end. There was nothing he could do to change that, no matter how much he resisted. The only option he had left was to endure, to escape once Tulkas was done with him and find a quiet place to lick his wounds.

There was no relief when the combined efforts of his hand and his rapidly thrusting cock forced an orgasm out of Melkor, causing him to arch his back and coat both himself and his enemy in viscous white liquid. He didn't need to open his eyes to know that Tulkas was smiling. His torment seemed to go on for an eternity until he finally felt something wet and sticky inside him, marring his fána and completing the utter humiliation of his very being.

Tulkas pulled out of him to admire his handiwork, grasping both of the Dark Vala's thighs to keep him from closing his legs.

"You look good like that, fucked open and filled with my seed," he purred. "I'd even say you've never looked prettier."

Melkor only let out a whimper in response, still keeping his eyes closed. He didn't want to see it. He didn't want to process what had just happened. All he wanted to was to leave his fána behind, get as far away as he could, clean himself and forget, forget, forget, until he had successfully convinced himself that his dignity had never been violated this way.

Yet when he was left lying in the grass, leaking blood and cum with every shuddering breath, Melkor couldn't move. His ëala was heavy with shame, as if Tulkas was still on top of him and holding him down, and his breath came in short, uneven gasps. Even his own fána refused him now, tainted with the essence of another, of something repulsive and unwanted.

I'm fine. I'm the mightiest of them all, they'll never truly defeat me.

Instead of opening his eyes, Melkor fled into the depths of his mind and summoned memories of happier times, of bliss instead of pain, of Mairon's smile and his warm, comforting embrace. Mairon would fix this for him if he couldn't. Mairon would make him whole again. It was the only reassurance he had, and he clung to it as his fána went numb and he slowly drifted into a state of unconsciousness.

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cilil · 8 months

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I finally decided on all my prompts for @silmsmutweek... I think xd anyway here's a quick overview!

Summaries and warnings will be provided on each individual post. I'll add links as the event progresses.

✦ ⁺ ‧ Day 1 ⁺ Melkor x Mairon (monsterfucking, draconic!Melkor, size difference)

✦ ⁺ ‧ Day 2 ⁺ Irmo x Estë (canon ships, established relationships, tender, teasing, oral)

✦ ⁺ ‧ Day 3 ⁺ Manwë x Varda x Eönwë (master/servant, threesome, authority kink, heat)

✦ ⁺ ‧ Day 4 ⁺ Ulmo x Manwë x Varda (threesome, D/s elements, pegging, voyeurism)

✦ ⁺ ‧ Day 5 ⁺ Tulkas x Melkor (hate sex, rough sex, non-con, degradation) [posted on side blog]

✦ ⁺ ‧ Day 6 ⁺ Mairon x Maeglin (hook-up/casual sex, unusual location, semi-public(ish), praise kink, handjob)

✦ ⁺ ‧ Day 7 ⁺ Vairë x Míriel (femslash, friends with benefits, therapy sex, bondage)

#silmsmutweek #silmsmutweek 23 #minors dni #melkor #mairon #irmo #este #manwe #varda #eonwe #ulmo #tulkas #maeglin #vaire #miriel #silmarillion #silm smut

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dirty-ainur-confessions · 1 year

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Just imagine what sex with Tulkas would be like, such a guy doing a sweet lov making with you as he praises you during and after it. After that he will wash you both off and cuddled up keeping each other safe.

oh he's such a softie really. a gentle giant if you will. he knows he's a lot stronger than you so he keeps that in mind when the two of you are getting intimate. so many kisses, gentle touches with large hands, he practically worships your body.

I think he would much rather have you ride him. that way you can control your own pleasure, feel more in control. of course he will guide and aid you. but through it all, his praises persist.

“easy there doll. that's it, atta girl,” he's groan, followed by slews of how much he adores you.

#·⊰ ꒰🌹꒱ 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐭 ៸៸ tulkas ─ ♡.#tulkas x reader #tulkas #the silmarillion #silm #tolkien #smut #valar #ainur #minors dni #confessions

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searchingforserendipity25 · 8 months

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12, 16, and 19 for the smut asks please!

Thank you vr much @samarqqand! <3

12. Who are your favorite characters/pairings to write smut for?

Right now? I'm having a great deal of fun trying out different configurations of Maglor/Daeron. I like writing Russingon smut, but they keep evading me lately! I am quite new to regular smut writing as more than just occasional dabbling, and I'm still figuring out how to bring out what I want out of different characters.

16. What do you think is the sexiest part of actual Tolkien canon? Inclusive of the books, onscreen depictions, etc.

@meadowlarkx's incredible fic persuit has made that single line about Tulkas resting in weariness after his marriage to Nessa one of the sexiest in the Silm to me.

Maedhros' 'a king is he,...' is of course very sexy. Melian is sexy; Fingolfin is sexy; whatever is going on with Uinen, Osse and Ulmo re: taming and repentance and seduction back to Good from Evil is sexy and so intriguing - by all means, tell me more!

And of course Liv Taylor's invoking of water steeds was foundational.

19. Share a favorite passage from one of your smut fics.

From The Fire of Life:

“Let the dues fit the duty,” Maedhros said piously; he had to bite his cheek not to betray himself. Fingon knew it, for he felt the taste of it in his own mouth, their spirits near enough that Maedhros shuddered with Fingon’s own shiver. “Himring seeks always the pleasure of the lord of Dor-Lómin. How would my prince have his hospitality?" Warm yourself if you dare, you coward, Maedhros thought, mouth curling into an open smile at last. Fingon leaned back on the pillows and smiled slowly to himself. “I think I shall be able to think of something.”

#asks

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wifeglor · 8 months

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10, 14, 17 please!

Thank you!! 💕💕

10. Do you have music/playlists that have inspired your writing? Share some smutty song recs.

Maybe less "inspired my writing," but I do listen to music while I write smut! I usually get really into like the groove of writing to a few specific songs per story, so I don't have a consistent smut writing playlist or anything. They have to have some kind of beat that will magically hypnotize my brain into writing and usually they tend to be some pop song. SOME HIGHLIGHTS from smut week writing listening:

Miley Cyrus - Island

Michael Jackson - Dirty Diana

Florence and the Machine - Landscape

Alice Cooper - Poison

Kanika Kapoor - Lovely from the Bollywood heist movie "Happy New Year"

Yang Yuying - 桃花运 which I found from a reposted douyin. I've listened to this SO many times

In terms of "smutty song recs" though I feel like the sexiest songs currently coming to mind are Lady Gaga - G.U.Y., Jill Scott - He Loves Me, Melissa Ferrick - Drive (funny version; serious version)... and a million others you know how it is

14. What are your favorite smut tropes?

Answered here!

17. Who are your favorite canon couples to write smut for?

Canon couples have been rather neglected by me but I know they're safe in others' hands! I think I will say Nessa/Tulkas (I'm ride or die for the Hot Nessa Agenda). I've thought multiple times about writing Fëanor/Nerdanel messy angsty hookup and even started at points, but haven't gotten that far. Also, Melian/Thingol are one of the sexiest canon couples in my brain and I'd be interested in perhaps writing them sometime (in a more focused way, that is; I kind of have but Melian is more of a background voyeur in the Daeron/Thingol smut fic I posted!)

#answered #swanmaids #thank you for the asks!

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saelwen · 4 years

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I’m obsessed with the elves from Silmarillion book (which are from middle-earth 😂) I was thinking of doing a series of one-shot of them. They will be smut, angsts, fluff, etc.

What do you guys think? Are you interested?

Most of the stories will be a Disability!Reader, like blind!reader, paraplegic!reader, amputee!reader, depressed!reader and etc (Because everyone deserves happiness😊). You could send a request or give me more ideas.

Characters:

The Valar

Manwë x Reader

Melkor x Reader

Mandos x Reader

Nienna x Reader

Tulkas x Reader

Yavanna x Reader

Lórien x Reader

Varda x Reader

Oromë x Reader

House Of Fëanor

Fëanor x Reader

Maedhros x Reader

Maglor x Reader

Celegorm x Reader

Curufin x Reader

Caranthir x Reader

Amras x Reader

Amrod x Reader

House of Fingolfin

Fingolfin x Reader

Fingon x Reader

Turgon x Reader

Aredhel x Reader

Argon x Reader

House of Finarfin

Finarfin x Reader

Finrod x Reader

Angrod x Reader

Aegnor x Reader

Others Characters

Glorfindel x Reader

Ecthelion x Reader

Thingol x Reader

Beleg x Reader

Maeglin x Reader

Ororpher x Reader

Mairon x Reader

Tuor x Reader

Dior x Reader

So these are the character!

Masterlist! Request Here!

Also, taglist is open!

XOXO

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fantasychica37 · 4 years

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Canon Tolkien ships! Tell me your favorite! Tell me your headcanons! I am here for this!

Oh, it’s been a while, but I always liked:

-Beren and Luthien, the ultimate power couple where the woman saves the man and then they go on adventures together (ironically I think lack of relationships like this has turned some people off het shipping for good)

-Eowyn and Faramir, Tolkein’s philosophy summed up in two people and a powerful story for the Cold War 1950s era, two wounded war orphans walking slowly in a garden in the spring, and in the moment Sauron’s tower came crumbling down - this is verbatim - he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky!

-Sam and Rosie, who listens to his stories with a dropped jaw and hearts in her eyes

-Thingol and Melian, a god and a normal person trying to relate and find common ground even though they already have love (mostly Melian learning to change how she behaves with other people and thinks about the world to fit the context of Incarnates she now lives in, I imagine, and also, yes, Melian being astonished by sex and being reminded of a sense of awe and love she felt long before time began, but Thingol wouldn’t understand that, can she make him understand what she is like and what she has lived, can he understand?)

-Aragorn and Arwen, who cannot protect him physically but keeps vigil for him and sews his standard and keeps the Valley running to allow her father, who has lost so many and is fighting so hard, to rest as much as he can, and then goes to the city that was her family history as a child but now her real life as an adult, the old ways brought back, and she is old and young and supports Aragorn and offers counsel and tries to fit into a city of Men which is harder than she thought even though she grew up around plenty of non-Elves in Rivendell (and Elrond, too, who marries off his two youngest children and leaves them both to die but knows that there is no one better for them than each other and if he had to lose Arwen it’s best he lose her to Estel whom he raised and whom he trusts and whom he loves and he is used to love hurting this much)

-Elrond and Celebrian, reuniting on the shores of Valinor, and Celebrian assures him, I know, you don’t have to tell me, if you raised him she is in the arms of a good man and that is all we can hope for, let me take care of you now, my sweet love, and for once Elrond has someone who is totally healed and has all the emotional capacity in the world to comfort him

-Who was Elenwe that she alone followed her husband across the Grinding Ice?

-Celeborn and Galadriel who is the character who grew in a positive way the most of anyone in Tolkien’s legendarium

-Tuor and Idril, who never gave up and who carved joy out of tragedy and who set sail across the Sea together, risking everything, and who live in Aman among the big family - even decimated, it’s still a big family, especially with Idril’s mother’s and grandmother’s families - they both should have had growing up

-Feanor and Nerdanel kinky smut fic

-Eomer and Lothiriel, because why not? Two people who’ve lost so much in war and marry in peacetime and live in joy, the cavalryman of the plains and the sea-princess - imagining them is a delightful exercise in frivolous joy

-Aule and Yavanna, opposites who need each other, who love each other inexplicably, whose partnership and mutual sacrifice created the soil to nourish the Children of Iluvatar

-Nessa and Tulkas, fighting and laughing

-Irmo and Este, who wanders in dreams he made for her, wrapped in his embrace, each time she sleeps, so that they are together even when they are apart, when Lorien overflows with refugees from Alqualonde and bereaved kin of the exiled Noldor and soldiers injured in the War of Wrath

-Namo and Vaire, who wraps a weaving of the Noldor returning home, then of shining Gondor and Arnor, then of the coronation of King Elessar I, first of the House of Telcontar, around the shoulders of his form in the chill dark Halls of Mandos

-Vana and Orome, doing this: https://archiveofourown.org/works/2350202

-Manwe and Varda, the eyes and ears, ever watching and listening alone on their high peak except for each other, hopeful, conflicted, angry, weeping helpless on each other’s shoulders, trying so hard to do the right thing and give their charges all the joy in the world - whispering a blessing upon their Olorin and upon the Halflings (Olorin will make up a Valarin word for “hobbit” - “hole-dweller” - soon enough, though), and when the Dark Tower comes crumbling down, and when the two little ones open their eyes, they move their bodies for the first time in months and swing each other around in the wind, laughing, and kiss the tears away from each other’s eyes.

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a-world-of-whimsy-5 · 5 months

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Built for pleasure

Rating: M

Pairing: Tulkas x Maedhros

Themes: Smut

Warnings: Kissing | Penetrative sex | First time | Size difference

Word count: 1.5k words

Summary: After a delicious meal, Tulkas and Maedhros make love for the first time

This was inspired by those lovely fic by @cilil

Minors DNI | 18+ | You are responsible for the media you consume

Everything that had been prepared for their meal was a feast for the senses, and Tulkas proved himself to be a most gracious host. Nevertheless, Maedhros’ stomach had been a roil.

I shall take care of your every need, my prince, and your happiness shall be my prize.

Read the rest of the story here:

tags: @asianbutnotjapanese

#screw yule 2024 #screw yule #maekas #maedhros #maedhros smut #tulkas #tulkas smut #tulkas x maedhros #the silmarillion #the silm #the silm smut

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doodle-pops · 1 year

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Can I ask for NSFW Ainur's reaction to an S/O sitting on their face? *blushes*

a/n: I loved this more than I should *squeals*

Enjoys every second of it and refused to let you remove an inch off their face. You can ride their face as much as it pleases you but do not ever complain about choking or crushing them with your weight or thighs. Air does not exist to them. What that? Never heard of it, don't introduce them to it. All they want is to be between your legs and probably would not mind if they died like that. Best way to go. "Darling, just sit on my face. . .please. I can take it, I want--- I need you to, please. Just for me." Squeeze their head with your thighs and cut off their air supply and they would still thank you. Fingers digging into your flesh and squeezing it as they go to town.

TULKAS, OROME, TILION, IRMO, Manwe, EONWE, Osse

Oh, they are cruel. Wicked tongues from mean men who make you beg and then have you passing out. "Well, you chose to sit on my face, so I chose to show you a trick. I know you loved it. . .you were screaming my name." Smug bastards. Play games with them and they will always win. Making the choice of sitting on their faces means being in the palm of their hands. You are not in control and will never be, it's them from the start. Their enormous hands gripping your thighs and having you grind against their tongue despite your sensitivity. Forget about being shy because they're going to shock it out of you while giving you a hazy look, Don't act like you don't want more.

NAMO, MAIRON, MELKOR

#reactions #silm smut #tulkas x reader #orome x reader #tilion x reader #irmo x reader #manwe x reader #eonwe x reader #osse x reader #namo x reader #mairon x reader #melkor x reader #doodlepops responds

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ao3feed-angbang · 6 years

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And The Kiss Of God's Mouth

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2vti4bB

by Morgan_Inkeye

Melkor tells Mairon about his captivity in Mandos.

Words: 4496, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor, Sauron | Mairon, Mentions of Tulkas, Mentions of Nienna

Relationships: Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor/Sauron | Mairon

Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff, Angst, Mentions of past abuse, Mentions of Torture/Non-Con, Dark Lord With Feelings

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2vti4bB

#angbang #Mairon #Melkor #ao3feed

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furious-haste-of-malice · 4 months

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❝ "I could earn it, my lady," Tulkas said eagerly, trying his best to win her favour. "Whatever you want, I will do it for you. Your wish is my command." ❞

⊱ Prompt: Degradation, boot humping ⊱ Pairing: Nessa x Tulkas ⊱ Synopsis: In which Nessa ties up her husband and uses him as a dance floor and Tulkas is very excited about it. ⊱ Featuring: Tulkas has a thing for feet, femdom, misuse of Angainor, orgasm delay/denial ⊱ Warnings: Some humiliation/degradation (but consensual)

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: Another one for @tolkienpinupcalendar's Dead Dove December; we're making progress. Tbh this one is just kink and not really dead dove, but since the rest of the series is here too, I'll keep it in one place. Hope you enjoy!

Tulkas could watch his wife dance for ages.

Nessa was the epitome of graceful elegance and blinding speed alike, twisting, turning and twirling to her heart's content, faster than even his eyes could follow. Her feet, usually naked, were dainty like a fawn's limbs and artfully arched, a miracle on their own, and yet so deceptively durable and strong, carrying her through the fields of Valinor and enduring even the most strenuous and ferocious dances.

This hidden strength and lethal accuracy Tulkas had experienced himself many times – whenever Nessa challenged him to catch her, outran and evaded him with ease, laughed at his misfortune every time she let him come close only to slip away at the last second or asked him to dance, making him follow her lead until even the mighty Champion of the Valar collapsed in exhaustion.

And still, he didn't mind. Tulkas was endlessly fascinated by the wild and wily creature he had been granted the honour of taking as his wife and had soon learned that he would even endure ridicule and humiliation to be in her presence – and gladly so. Perhaps, he sometimes had to admit to himself, there was a part of him that quite liked it and was more than happy to serve as her plaything and playground alike.

The position he currently found himself in was degrading to say the least, lying flat on his back with his muscular limbs stretched out, restrained by the chain Angainor that Nessa had elegantly convinced him to give to her instead – for a more pleasurable use, as she had whispered in his ear. And pleasure Tulkas felt indeed as he could do nothing but watch her, even though his ëala and fána alike ached for her, wanted nothing more than to break free and chase her like he knew she loved and maybe, maybe be rewarded in the end if he did well.

Nessa had long since taken to stepping on him as part of her performance. Her feet, soft and so very dainty, looked tiny compared to his large, bulky frame, dancing on him like birds would hop and patter on a sleeping moose. Neither her weight nor her movements bothered Tulkas, his fána too sturdy to be hurt or damaged easily; it was more akin to a massage, rough and at times uncomfortable, but ultimately pleasant and stimulating.

"Do you like this?" Nessa asked, tiptoeing on his chest before raising one leg up and overhead alongside both arms, her entire form curving like a beautiful bow.

Tulkas' mouth suddenly felt dry, and he stared up at her with unconcealed hunger. His wife, so lovely and alluring, so close, yet as always just barely out of reach. If he was a man of a weaker heart he would weep, but to push him this far she would have to be even more cruel.

The thought was frightening and exciting at the same time.

"Aye," was all Tulkas managed to say, swallowing hard. "I... you are..."

"Hm?" Nessa performed a cheeky little pirouette, then hopped from one foot to the other to switch up her pose. "Yes, husband? What do you have to say? I am all ears."

"I want you."

Tulkas had never been a particularly eloquent Ainu, nor did he know how to weave charming tales of flattery. His heart was on his sleeve and his desire written plainly across his face, flushed from excitement.

"Of course you do."

The arrogant certainty and mocking tone with which Nessa spoke to him would have prompted him to challenge any other in her place to a duel, but her saying it sent a heady rush of arousal directly to his groin.

Not knowing what else to say, Tulkas added in a small, breathless voice, "Please."

Nessa took a moment to assess the state he was in, and her eyes quickly settled on the growing bulge between his legs. Her lips curled into a mischievous smile, and she returned to a normal stance before stretching out one of her sinewy, wonderfully shaped legs to place one foot directly on his crotch, letting his erection nestle into its arch.

"Indeed you do enjoy this," Nessa mused, "but I don't think I am in the mood to just give myself to you."

"I could earn it, my lady," Tulkas said eagerly, trying his best to win her favour. "Whatever you want, I will do it for you. Your wish is my command."

Nessa laughed. "My wish is for you to stay as you are, for I find this sight quite entertaining."

Her words cut deep, and Tulkas gave her a wounded look. She was right of course, he was enjoying this greatly, but the thought of lying beneath her while his yearning grew and grew, only for his desire to remain unfulfilled in the end, threatened to break his heart into pieces.

It seemed as though Nessa sensed his neediness and distress and took pity on him then, pushing down with her foot so he could feel it firmly resting against his clothed cock. Tulkas groaned, and she smiled impishly.

"But it's rather endearing as well," she lilted. "So I feel like I should grant you a little reward. How does that sound?"

"W-wonderful. Please, my lady..."

"Go on. Work for it."

Tulkas didn't need to be told twice. As soon as he had permission to do so, he began rutting against her in a maddened frenzy, as much as the chains holding him in place would allow. Oh, how he wished there was no barrier of clothing between his cock and the sole of her foot so he could feel just how warm and soft her skin was and how firm her muscles; how he wished he could run his hands up and down her legs and kiss her in reverence – but such honour would not be granted today, and he had learned to accept whatever his lady wife saw fit to give.

The speed and vigour with which Tulkas chased his peak would have daunted many others, but not fierce and proud Nessa who kept her foot pressing down, even stepping on his most vulnerable parts with queenly grace; yet whatever pain he felt only heightened his pleasure. He would have spent just as fast as he moved, had she not decided to prolong the pleasurable torment by occasionally lifting her foot, stretching it languidly as she watched him silently plead to continue.

The relief Tulkas felt when he was finally allowed to climax shattered his mind, and he was left babbling and muttering fragments of praise and gratitude. His garments were now thoroughly stained, a testament to his desperate depravity and terrific triumph alike – Nessa had accepted his devotion and admiration and seen it fit to reward him accordingly, and he couldn't be happier.

She continued her performance then, using his heaving, exhausted fána as her personal stage once more, and despite the humiliating state and position he was forced to remain in, Tulkas smiled and felt no shame.

Thanks for reading! ♡

#tulkas #nessa #tulkas x nessa #valar #ainur #silm smut #minors dni #silm fanfic #silmarillion fanfiction #silmarillion #cílil writes #my writing #TPCdeaddovedecember

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cilil · 6 months

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Scribbles & Drabbles overview

An overview of my works for @fall-for-tolkien's Scribbles & Drabbles event!

𝑹𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝑵𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝟐𝟓𝒕𝒉 ~ now live!

𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒈(𝒆𝒓) 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔

✧˖ "Wings Of War, Beating No More" for @ruiniel

Two Maiar meet after the war, one chasing a long lost lover, the other seeking something else. [Eönwë x Mairon]

✧˖ "Of Secret Shadow" for @ruiniel

A Maia awakens with no memories of who she used to be. Melkor offers her a second chance. [Thuringwethil character exploration]

✧˖ "The King's and Queen's Comfort" for @the-red-butterfly

After discovering the Dwarves and arguing with Aulë, Yavanna seeks comfort from her fellow Valar. Manwë and Varda take care of her until her sorrows and worries are soothed. [Threesome, smut]

✧˖ "Floating World" for @melkors-big-tits

After tedious war meetings at the Emperor's palace, Mairon decides to enjoy himself in the capital's most renowned brothel, the Taniquetil. As he searches for a courtesan to catch his interest, he finds something rather unexpected - something the Emperor himself has attempted to keep hidden... [Angbang, Edo Japan AU]

𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕(𝒆𝒓) 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔

✧˖ "Shrine to Melkor" for @cclumsyart

There are shrines to all Ainur in Valinor, even the fallen and disgraced among them. In which Nienna visits Melkor's shrine and reminisces.

✧˖ "Shrine to Námo" for @cclumsyart

There are shrines to all Ainur in Valinor, even the fallen and disgraced among them. In which a mysterious visitor seeks out Námo's shrine to pray for a loved one.

𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓

✧˖ "Electricity between both of us" (Glorestor ficlets) for @sortumavaara

✧˖ "Of hunters, horses and other hijinks" (ficlets centered around Aredhel, Celegorm, Oromë, dogs and horses) for @ela-draws and @goschatewabn

✧˖ "Of Fire and Feathers" (Gothmog x Eönwë | Firebird ficlets) for @i-did-not-mean-to

✧˖ "5 times Melkor came for coffee & 1 time Mairon got himself a snack" (Angbang Coffeeshop AU) for @melkors-big-tits

✧˖ "Miscellaneous Melkor Mayhem" (naughty Melkor ficlets) for @melkors-big-tits

✧˖ "Handmaiden's Tale" (Melkor x Tulkas, dead dove - please heed the warnings) for @melkors-big-tits

✧˖ "Brotherly Love" (Melkor x Manwë, dead dove - please heed the warnings) for @melkors-big-tits

𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔

✧˖ "Silver & Gold" for @welcomingdisaster

Míriel and Indis, silver and gold. A moment of tenderness and passion. [Smut]

✧˖ "Moonrise" for @niennawept

Watching the moon in the sky, Aredhel remembers. [Aredhel x Tilion]

✧˖ "Heart" for @mulasawala

[Modern verse, Bagginshield, Thorin has a band] Thorin comes back from his tour and reunites with his boyfriend.

✧˖ "Sweet Oil" for @z-h-i-e

Maitimo and Tyelkormo cook together. Nothing could possibly go wrong, especially nothing related to suspicious bottles and ingredients not meant for cooking.

✧˖ "A private conversation" for @sortumavaara

[AU in which Nerdanel and Anairë are co-rulers of Tirion after the departure of their husbands] Nerdanel and Anairë discuss the future of the Noldor in Valinor and the challenges they face.

✧˖ "The Meadow" for @ruiniel

[AU in which Míriel and Indis are engaged, no Finwë in sight] Míriel and Indis, strolling through Valinor together.

✧˖ "Ascension" for @the-red-butterfly

The king is dead, and Thranduil has to ascend.

✧˖ "Checking In" for @fishing4stars

Galadriel and Celeborn enjoy a game of chess.

✧˖ "Play, Pleasure & Passion" for Lferion

Nerdanel and Fëanor get ready for a night of passion.

✧˖ "Jelly and Gemstone" for @i-did-not-mean-to

A certain suspicious gem has turned up once again, and Ossë chases down a mischievous little water spirit to get it back.

✧˖ "The Start of the Journey" for @elennalore

Fëanor and Nerdanel, after their first journey together.

✧˖ "Alliance" for @goschatewabn

A chance meeting between Fëanor and Indis leads to something Finwë didn't expect.

✧˖ "Northern Lights" for Anne_Wolfe

How Arien lost a loved one and how northern lights came to be. [Arien x Mairon]

✧˖ "Only one bed (and a Balrog on it)" for @i-did-not-mean-to

A Balrog and a vampire are looking for a place to nap. Unfortunately, there is only one bed. [Nári (OC) & Thuringwethil]

✧˖ "Ever upon the shores" for @searchingforserendipity25

Wandering upon the shores, Maglor wonders if the powers that used to be his allies have utterly forsaken him. [Maglor & Ulmo, Ossë, Uinen]

✧˖ "You have mail (delivered by the Lord of Dreams himself)" for @i-did-not-mean-to

Irmo has a gift for Melkor. Melkor is not happy.

✧˖ "A New Age" for @ruiniel

[Dark cyber!Valar AU in which Melkor won the Dagor Dagorath and the Valar were captured, trapped in their fánar and twisted into new forms] They all were changed by Melkor's dark arts, and everything seems lost. Nienna, however, still has her brothers.

✧˖ "The Sorrows of Young Maedhros" for @goschatewabn

[Set during Maitimo's awkward teenage years] In which little brothers are exhausting, Fëanor and Nerdanel are trying their best and Maitimo just wants to keep a secret in peace.

✧˖ "Ineffable, Inconceivable Future" for @i-did-not-mean-to

Námo has a gift for Manwë - though is it quite what it appears to be?

✧˖ "They Loved Him For His Beauty" for @the-red-butterfly

Eärendil loses his ship during a storm, yet somehow wakes up very much alive. Who saved him? And how will he get to Valinor now?

✧˖ "Delightful Secret" for @sortumavaara

Celebrían has been turned into a man and intends to make use of it. Elrond finally admits to a certain secret fantasy he's always harboured. [Smut]

#scribbles & drabbles 2023 #my masterlist #cílil writes #my writing #heed ratings and warnings on ao3

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