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blankdblank · 1 year

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Stay Or Go

Got a request for a FtM trans reader who ends up in Middle Earth with the Company who help them when they run out of their hormone meds. With mention of post top surgery scars. (Again I am so sorry it took me nearly two months to get this out of my head. My mental brainstorming slump has been rough to get out of.)

I went with Xo instead of Y/N while typing, as my phone kept editing to weird stuff while I was on lunch at work, and it kind of goes with the they/them pronouns I used alongside 3rd POV. Also Xo is human and called a ‘Big Person’ in the story but is just mortal and taller than the Dwarves, which Thorin is 5ft2 and considered tall for his people, so they don’t have to be over 6ft when you picture them. Hope you like it, and the trouble for Xo starts when their last bottle of testosterone hormone breaks on them, Fili and Kili of course are there at their service to help them calm down. :)

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Glass bottle in hand Xo stood staring at the single dose of the medicine that was the only gateway to all they could have dreamed of since they were a small child and had put a name to an ingrained feeling. Nothing could shake the fact that they knew they were born in the wrong body, but the universe damn sure tried to rock it loose every chance it got. Just like today.

The law is such a fickle thing and as a duo of Congressmen under the banner of a clear seeing eyeball was righting the morals of the world now banning any gender reassignment meds and surgeries, amongst other things to dehumanize any minority possible, within the borders of these lands.

This was Xo’s last dose and with skin itching at the urge to shout and scream and go down in a riotous rage at the news they had to keep it safely nestled within their grip. Noise of bodies on the walkway behind them inside the hall of the medical office where they had come to see if they could beg their counselor in charge of this transition for more as they had to each time before to prove each time they had not and would not change their mind. The usually stone faced doctor now was found grinning ear to ear with legal reinforcements to their refusal to treat this particular so called mental delusion within this already morally uptight area of the county.

They had to move and get home and think of what to do. Already shoving back the gnawing echoes of comments from family and those they worked with who had been sure to comment and share similar arguments to what the grinning doctor had tried to coax them into realizing all this time, they were wrong. Something was wrong however, like through an unseen fae ring with the bump of a sturdy fur coat adorned shoulder into their elbow down the bottle plummeted to shatter atop a cobbled pathway that had Xo grunt in fruitless anger and mounting emotional pain.

“Ki!” Fili exclaimed to his younger brother who he had just been arguing with over the best time to depart in the morning as they had arrived to Bree early.

“I am so sorry!” Kili exclaimed, the brothers now facing the taller stranger with almost pleading eyes to show the internal tug of their youth to pout and beg for forgiveness even as they had just barely crossed into their adulthood years. “Whatever that was we will replace it!”

Fili nodded, “Double, the supply, if possible from the Glass Smith.” He took a glance down at the metal capped useless tiny bottle. “I cannot imagine what spice it was intended to hold but at the size the Smith must carry a vast quantity yet!”

“It,” Xo spoke unsteadily, “It can’t be replaced. The bottle is useless without my medicine.”

Kili said, “The Healer is still at their stall, we just passed them by. Come, we will explain the fault is ours!”

Fili nodded with his brother and said to start their joint greeting, “Fili and Kili, sons of Vili.” And Fili continued alone, “We are of the Longbeard clan our kin have good reputation with the Big People of Bree they will entrust it is the truth.”

“Bree,” Xo whispered internally as their mental dread now plummeted to a level of panic to have them in the cusp of passing out as they now knew they were not even in their own world anymore. “They won’t have my testosterone.”

Kili narrowed his eyes at the odd name, “Perhaps they have a medicine of another name but just as useful, what is it meant for?”

Dry mouthed Xo drew in a breath as they tried to not allow their knees to buckle as the edges of their vision began to blur. Now surely bent on ticking down to the inevitable collapse. “For, for my transition into a man.”

“Hobbit Root!” They both exclaimed together and smiled up at the stranger.

Kili said, “How fortunate that we are expected in The Shire tomorrow where the most potent of it grows! You can travel with us and we will replace your supply.” His brows furrowed again, “Only, the last I recall it is the size of a turnip and that bottle was far too small to contain a bulb.”

He looked at his brother who nodded, “We have a cousin who shared there was two doses required for their change, you appear to be between doses as well, quite painful to be extended over doses by what we hear. Curious we have yet to hear of Big People who make use of Hobbit Root, although we have had little exposure to Big People beyond those who travel to the Blue Mountains bound to be a fair supply nearer to where Hobbits barter.”

Kili asked, “How did the bottle be useful for the bulb, if you don’t mind my curiosity?”

Xo at the new option now felt a chill through their body that now seemed to stall on the unconscious time clock at this odd news of a strange root named bulb these two oddballs spoke of. “Testosterone isn’t a bulb, it is a liquid dose you inject weekly.”

“Weekly?!” They both asked and looked at one another then back up at Xo with a protective glint in their eyes.

Fili said, “Whatever snake oil salesman who pitched that liquid surely was bent on extending the profit of their goods!” He scoffed, “Boiling Hobbit Root and selling weekly doses to extend pain upon his victimized customers. You see that bastard you point him out to us!”

“Or better yet our cousin Ori will meet us tomorrow and will sketch their face for you. We will send copies to all Hobbitons and Dwarf lands, they cross their borders and will be strung up and flogged. Come, we will secure our rooms for the night pay your supper and for the new supply in the morning, double, triple dose or otherwise until you are satisfied of a full change.”

Prancing Pony, not exactly like it was in the films as best Xo recalled. Sat inside a giant barrel of a private tub surrounded by more tubs they stared at the water just soaking in the heat withholding their urge to cry while staring down at their own unflatteringly angled reflection between clouds of bubbles wading across the surface of the hot water.

Inside the tub next to them was the brothers, who with their smaller bodies could share one of the large barrel tubs, the both who had stolen glances as the female attendants here who entered occasionally to offer mead or towels and soap of the scars across their pectorals. Another bit of hard won progress they had to leave the country to achieve as the grinning doctor had again and again put off the approval for said top surgery and had been fuming at the shortcut taken only to retaliate with stricter verbal battles for each dose of hormones.

If this root didn’t work they had no idea what they would look like or what they would be trapped as inside this new and unfamiliar place. They certainly weren’t safe as they wished to be in their old world and now this one even more so.

All the same they dunked under the surface of the water to ruffle out their hair realizing the forgotten shampoo they used and let sit while lost to thoughts when a stinging line of it rolled down to get into their eye. Straight up when they had gotten enough of the water out of their hair they stood, fisting a towel they held over their groin in the climb out of the tub. Wrapping the cover around their hips in the process to get on the warm wooden planks to bridge the path out of the bathhouse to the changing room.

Laid across the spare bed inside the room with two in it where a tale of a harrowing battle was expected of the scars similar to a relative whose way to have earned the battle scars the brothers listened to the unbelievable tale of the process for this change in the unknown world Xo spoke of.

“We gave our word, Uncle.” Fili and Kili spoke lowly to him as the curious Hobbit eyed the tall stranger who crouched in his front hall with hold of a telling set of roots.

Bad mannered Dwarves be damned he was a Baggins and with hand extended he grinned and said, “Come in young Xo, I will prepare your roots and offer my most accommodating bed so that you might take some ease whilst your body breaks and boils out of its cocoon.”

“When, it what?” Xo squeaked out as they were being led to the kitchenette off the side of a soothing bedroom used for births and many maladies of any variety a Hobbit might have to face to not suffer while inside their prized bedroom out of an old superstition that would have this room cleansed in various ways beyond the obvious afterwards.

Two days, as if sent through fire and then water and propelled through about any physical barrier constructed by man or imagination could construct their body truly broke and boiled internally to this metamorphosis.

Just glimpses was what they recalled, of blurry faces and voices of comforting tales to strength sustaining snacks of broths and soft squishy pellets of a mixture of potatoes and type of bread shared of tales from both Hobbit and Dwarf kind.

Each member of the Company took their turn on watch to sit with the Big Person enduring this physical battle. Singing songs and warmly comforting the small bouts of worries shared of the possibility of what comes after like a parent would to a small child who awoke from some night terror. Tenderly handling the messiest or unpleasant tasks with as much respect and trust that they would hope to receive from a Healer of any culture sworn to abide the weary and worn.

Only for Xo to awake and groggily make their way to the bath to stand aside and let the Hobbit fill the water for a cleansing herb bath and catch sight of their reflection.

Fingers raised they just had to touch it, almost afraid it was a window and some stranger was staring back at them. Bits and pieces of older relatives could be spotted in some form of resemblance. Not identical to any one but easy enough to be seen amongst the clan as clearly one of them off various parts.

The scars were still there, all those they received and aspired for in their prior form and still they didn’t know what to think. There wasn’t exactly a face or exact build they had aspired to, but they guessed the gradual process to get where they were meant to would have helped to not have this moment of shock and need to swear to themself they would get used to this new version of themself.

“Bath is ready, Xo, just soak and we will finish the stew. No worries on that silly journey of theirs yet. You just keep your spirits up and take the evening to acclimate to your upright self again.”

“Thank you,” Xo stammered out and was given a kind smile by the Hobbit in the close of the door.

“No need,” the voice faded behind the wooden barrier amongst voice of the Dwarves who were sharing they had bartered for more supplies for their trip now hoarding up the front hall that was only welcomed by the Hobbit so he could keep his meddling cousins in the Sackville line away by lie of their being too many bodies inside his Smial already.

“We have bartered for a full set of supplies for yourself and we have a second horse just about your size, perhaps a bit bigger, however your legs clearly will be able to reach none the less with the saddle paired to it, adjustable stirrups and all. Spare layers and a traveling cloak, bedroll and ample pocketed pack.” The thirteen Dwarves smiled up at them proudly.

“I, have no money.” Xo stammered out. Unable to stay here as Bilbo was leaving and no idea what was ahead to face if they did agree to tag along.

Balin waved a hand, “All that is needed is your signature on the contract. The repayment will be taken from your portion of the treasure hoard.”

“I, alright. I need a pen.” Feather quill inside a bottle of ink lifted between them and Xo nodded taking hold of it and the contract Gloin was holding for them on Balin’s right. “Right,” one signature and in the line of bodies to exit the round green door they took their place to walk off into the great unknown of their days ahead to face their new life in this new world.

Sleeping on the ground and days atop a horse certainly didn’t help the chance to feel comfortable in this new form, but each bath time that once imagined illusion of a reflection now changed subtly in shape still by the week. Both muscle and tone adjusted underneath weeks of dirt and wear of the body building energy draining travel.

A process oddly satisfying as they now knew at least some figment of a limit to what their new shape could take and gradually claimed the new inches and angles of it while use of a spared dagger at the side of one of the elder Dwarves brought about the new skill of keeping control of their facial hair in all of its intricacies and wishes to lay or where it chose to grow or not.

The Elf King, far beyond the escaped lands of Rivendell now issued a charge to arms and call for aid from Saruman and Radagast while Elf Forces of Lothlorien and Rivendell were readied to March to battle. Wider details of their former home had been shared and red blurred the vision of the scar hiding King who knew just what foul duo was hiding behind that duo boasting a giant eye on their banners.

Battle was called and with aid of the White and Brown Wizards it raged through the old world from where Xo had been taken.

The face in those wanted posters Xo supplied the details for now matched the head upon a spike as people from their former life crowded the oddly silent streets in the aftermath of the bloody battle. Huddled together and whispering when bold enough of these strangers who saved them from this unseen enemy while more powerful voices ushered up a call for change and kindness within legal circles.

Family, coworkers, no one knew who Xo could be, as they looked now. Just what they always hoped, to be here and as a man amongst them accepted and not shown shame and scorn

“Xo?!” Thorin’s voice turned their head to look back at the Company who stood amongst the Elven forces readying to return. “Will you return with us? We understand-,” his sentence broke off as Xo could clearly see the anguish and hope muddled in the eyes of the Company and Elves who knew them, whether it be for short off a brief time, the weight of those bonds and those tied to the people who saw them as a stranger tugged at them mercilessly.

Where would they go? Where would they stay?

Thorin couldn’t finish his sentence, if they chose to stay. If they chose to go they lost the chance to do as they hoped, one day to just return fresh faced and free to live amongst them without shame or pain of the failure to gain their love and acceptance as they truly were.

“Do I stay?” Xo whispered to themselves in a second glance between their options.

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frenchfrywrites · 3 months

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Kinktober Day 18

Omegaverse

MINORS DNI

Warnings: Alpha amab gn top (lowkey) dom reader, Omega bottom (lil bratty) trans Thranduil, omegaverse, squirting, very light breeding kink, maybe butchered sindarin

Terms used for thranduil: cunt, clit, hole, chest

Thranduil hasn't had a heat partner in a millennium.

For so long he has laid alone when the time comes, surrounded only by his own scent, sedated only by his own hands. It has made him dread his heats, a time he once looked forward to eagerly. He's been alone so long he's forgotten nearly every aspect of how it feels to be touched by someone else— to have an Alpha with him.

This heat is different, for Thranduil has you beside him. This is the first heat in ages where he feels excited, even though the heat working under his skin is beginning to feel uncomfortable. His heavy robes do not aid him, and— due to the nature of his heat— he cannot help but imagine you helping him disrobe. Flush rises to his cheeks as his mind wanders to how else you will take care of him.

You'll be so good to him. He's known for so long that he's wanted to share his heat with you. Thranduil gets lightheaded thinking about your lips pressed against his, dizzy when he goes so far as to imagine your knot.

While he places the final touches on his nest, he wonders if you might have bewitched him in some way. He thinks of you every moment that you are apart, treasures every scented item you have gifted him, and he loves you more than he would ever care to admit. An ache inside him has been soothed and melted by your presence, and he knows that he will never let you leave his side after this.

As if you can read his thoughts, a knock startles him out of his fantasies. Thranduil knows it could only be you, for he had ordered all else to stay far from his bedroom.

"Come in," he calls, loud enough for you to hear through the door. He can't remember the last time he was this nervous, and thank the Valar that you cannot hear the way his heart flutters in his chest.

When he hears the door open, Thranduil turns to look at you, trying his best not to seem desperate, but as soon as you're close enough for him to smell you, he lets out a soft whimper.

"Your nest looks lovely," and oh, Thranduil glows under your praise. He's unable to stop the prideful smirk that works its way onto his lips as he lays back, silently giving you permission to join him. You're quick to take a hint, and slowly ease into his nest with him. With his crown removed you find it easy to run your fingers through his long hair. Thranduil purrs at the action, leaning into your gentle touch.

As if under a trance he presses his face into your neck, deeply breathing in your comforting scent. You hum at the action, manhandling him into your lap with little effort. Any other day and Thranduil would have something to say about how forward you're being, but the Omega inside him is ecstatic to have you take control.

You brush your fingers through his hair for a moment longer, then settle your hands on his waist. Thranduil's breath catches when you squeeze and kneed the flesh there.

"Please," he whispers, clinging to you. With you in his nest, making him feel safe and relaxed, your scent surrounding him, Thranduil feels feverish. His robes now feel heavy and sticky against his skin. If he doesn't feel you inside of him soon, he thinks he may cry.

You tug on his hair lightly (and Thranduil tries very hard to ignore how his cunt throbs at the light pain that accompanies it), nudging his face out of your shoulder. Sweetly, you kiss him as you work his robes off his body.

"I need—" Thranduil begins, breathing the words into your mouth, and— again, as if reading his mind— you lay him gently on his back, removing his clothes, then pulling back to see him revealed to you.

"Beautiful," you praise. Thranduil preens under your gaze, trilling softly as your hands grab his thighs possessively.

You lean in, kissing the expanse of his chest, "so pretty."

"Yes, yes," he tries to sound dismissive (though it comes off far more pleased than anything), desiring your lips elsewhere. You pay his neediness little attention, and instead take one of his nipples into your mouth. Thranduil purrs, letting his hands cup your face tenderly. For a fleeting moment, his heart sings with how much he loves you, and how happy he is that you make him feel so good. Then, as you give his other nipple the same treatment, another wave of his heat rushes over him.

"Meleth nîn, touch me," he urges, pressing your head lower. Much to his relief, you let his hand guide you, kissing along the expanse of his stomach, down towards his thighs. Thranduil allows you kiss and suck marks into his flesh, for it makes him feel uniquely yours.

It's sweet seeing you kiss bruises into his skin, yet tortuous at the same time— with your mouth so close to his cunt, and yet not directly pleasuring him. Thranduil feels borderline uncomfortable with how worked up and desperate he is. His discomfort seeps into his scent, and you look up, giving him a worried look.

"Please," he croaks your name, "I need your knot, Alpha."

Your eyes darken at his pleas, a low growl rising up from the back of your throat. Thranduil gushes slick at the sound of it.

Again you pull back, and much to Thranduil's delight, you begin to undress.

Thranduil takes in every detail of your body, licking his lips at each inch of skin that reveals itself as you remove your clothes.

You gaze at him with as much, if not more desire as Thranduil looks at you. He is perfect in his nest, his hair splaying around him like a halo on the pillow he rests his head against. Involuntarily, his long legs spread, so he can show you— his Alpha— how much he needs you.

Despite the fact that he had not laid with another in so long, Thranduil is not unaware of how he must look. Pride swells up inside of him when he sees your cock twitch at the sight of his slicked cunt, red and aching for attention. Quickly you make yourself at home between Thranduil's long legs, and relief washes over him.

"I need—" he starts, feeling agitation itch inside of him,

"You need my knot, sweetheart?" you cut him off, guessing correctly as you run a finger from his clit to his hole. With how sensitive he is, and how heavily your scent surrounds him, Thranduil chokes at the feeling. You coo, "well, my love, I think you've waited long enough."

Even without the assistance of oil, you're easily able to slip your finger into his sticky cunt, and Thranduil cries out. His back arches, and the Omega part of him nearly takes over from how good it feels to finally be filled by an Alpha again.

"Oh darling," he can hear you faintly over the sound of blood rushing in his ears. "You're so tight," you mutter to yourself, wiggling your finger inside of him.

Though he is tight, he opens up quickly, his body remembering how to yield and stretch to fit an Alpha inside. Soon, you're able to slide in a second one. Thranduil nearly sobs as you begin to scissor your fingers inside of him, further stretching him open for your length.

"Please, oh, please," he gasps, reaching for whatever of yours is closest to him in his nest, and pressing it to his face so he can inhale your scent deeply. While still fingering him, you guide the fabric from his hands, and lean in so he can instead wrap his arms around you and nuzzle against your scent gland.

"There you go Omega," you hum softly, licking against Thranduil's own scent gland. He keens and clenches around your fingers, the urge to submit to you hitting him like an arrow to the gut.

"Thranduil," you groan his name softly, and the elven king hiccups, tightening his hold around you.

"I need your knot," he gasps, "I need you inside, please, ah-Alpha, give me your cock, give me ah-a baby, meleth nîn." You moan at his whining, adding a third finger, just to make sure. In the end, Thranduil will be glad you took your time with him, but now he just feels that much more teased and tortured. Every second that passes where your cock is not inside him is agony.

Finally, with a lick to his scent gland, you pull your fingers from him. Thranduil clenches around nothing, whining loudly and sinking his nails into your skin. A displeased and impatient scent rolls off him in waves.

"Just a little longer, love," you assure him, lathering up your cock with oil, before aligning with Thranduil's hole. He's practically glaring at you, but you know it's simply because of how overwhelmed and on edge he is.

Gently, you hold onto his thighs, and press your hips forward. Thranduil's jaw drops at the sensation of finally being filled. He's tense all over, but when you purr and rub your scent gland against his, he sinks into his nest.

"So good," you hum softly, kissing one of his pointed ears, "taking me so well, my good Omega." Thranduil moans, purring in tandem with you. He clings to you like you'll disappear if there's even an inch of space between you.

"Are you alright?" you ask, once your entire length is pressed inside of him.

"Yes," he gasps, fluttering around you, and adjusting to your stretch. He wants to tell you thank you, but the words do not form in his mouth. Instead he tugs you down and kisses you until you're both breathless.

"Move," he breathes against your lips, and you don't need to be told twice. Ever so gently, you begin to thrust your hips, pressing your cock against all the right places inside of him. Thranduil groans, finally feeling the feverish heat subside.

"Fuck," you groan, bringing a hand up to squeeze his chest, tugging his nipple between your fingers. Thranduil's breath hitches, his chest arching into your touch.

"Faster," he begs, jerking his hips back against your cock, "please," he adds quickly. Again, you do everything in your power to please your elven Omega, obeying his every request. "Yes, oh—" he gasps, clenching and twitching around you.

He looks so perfect under you, his typical kingly poise and composure is nowhere to be seen; he's needy and sticky and flushed all over. You've never seen a more beautiful elf in your life.

"You're so perfect," you tell him, "my darling, my Omega, all mine, ah, and so good for me," your ramblings make him flush and groan.

"Close," Thranduil gasps as you readjust your hips and press your cock impossibly deep inside of him, "ecë nin?"

"Yes, cum for me, ah, let me see you cum on my knot, sweetheart," and being the good, obedient Omega that he is, Thranduil does as he's told. He squirts, moaning your name between babbling in sindarin, his eyes rolling back into his head as you follow soon after him, filling his womb and pressing your knot inside of him.

"Thank you, meleth nîn," Thranduil whispers, when he's caught his breath.

"Oh darling," you hum, tucking a lock of his fine golden hair behind one of his ears, "you don't need to thank me." Thranduil knows this, but he feels thankful all the same. Finally, the heat has subsided, and he knows he has someone who will take care and love him for years to come.

A contentedness that he'd been seeking for years settles over him, with your knot filling him in all the right places, and your lips kissing his skin so softly. A satisfied grin works itself onto Thranduil's face as he nuzzles closer to you, closing his eyes and bathing in the comfort of your scent. Heat will overcome him many times more before the night is over, but you will care for him.

#ehe i feel like this is sooo different from how i normally write but i had sooo much fun with it #spice #cw omegaverse #kinktober/2023 #.lotr

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eggcompany · 1 day

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Fanfic Masterlist

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Mtf Castiel x Ftm Dean - Momma's Got a HUGE Cock 🔴

Cas and Dean get Deaged - Kids Who Were Never Children 🔵

Nonbinary Gabriel x Little! Sam 🔵

Little Cas (With Daddy Dean) 🔵

Gabriel x Nonbinary Sam - Getting Ready For A Date 🔵

High School AU - Dean x Benny - Dean x Cas 🔴

Trans! Castiel x Dean - Modern AU

Sherlock

A/B/O - Omega Sherlock x Beta John 🔴

Catboy! Sherlock meets John's friend Lestrade 🔵

Sick/Comfort - Sick Sherlock x John 🔵

Little Sherlock x Daddy John - Brat Sherlock 🔴

Omega John x Omega Sherlock 🔴

The Witcher

Lactating Geralt x Jaskier 🔵

Modern AU - Chubby Jaskier x Fit Geralt 🔵

Sensitive Geralt x Jaskier 🔴

Stomachache Geralt x Comforting Jaskier 🔵

Hannibal/HEU

Adam x Nigel- Corner Store Peepshow 🔴

A/B/O - Female!Hannibal x Will x Adam x Nigel x Duncan 🔴

Female! Hannibal x Will- Pain In The Ass 🔴

Will x Duncan, Will x Adam and Nigel- A/B/O 🔴

Young! Hannibal x Will - Starlight Boy 🔴

Dogboy AU- Puppy! Will x Duncan 🔴

Dogboy Will x Hannibal 🔴

Sub Will x Dom Hannibal - Lingerie 🔴

Little! Will x Daddy Hannibal 🔵

Marvel

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Shy Sub Peter x Daddy Tony - Stealing Clothes 🔴

Bucky and Thor - Friendship - Tower Life 🔵

Sub Bucky x Daddy Steve 🔴

Omega Bucky Gets Helped by Doctor Strange 🔴

Tired Tony x Stephan 🔵

The Hobbit

Trans! Kili x Tauriel - Voyeurism - A Lovely Man 🔴

Sick/Comfort - Sick Thranduil, Caring Legolas 🔵

Fatherly Thranduil and Depressed Legolas 🔵

Legolas and The Hobbits - Cuddling 🔵

Thranduil and Legolas - Attention seeking Legolas 🔵

Hurt Kili x Curious Tauriel 🔵

Little (prisoner) Kili x Caring/Fatherly Thranduil 🔵

Castlevania

Virgin! Alucard x Trevor x Sypha - Wagon Fucking 🔴

Alucard x Trevor x Sypha - Trevor's Birthday Present 🔴

Trans! Alucard x Sypha/Trevor - Stomach Cramps 🔴

Gotham

Ed x Oswald- Trans! Oswald AU- Bleeding Gold, My Love 🔴

Ed x Oswald- Neighbors AU- Neighbors to Fucking 🔴

Ed x Oswald- Asylum Oswald x Office Worker Ed 🔴

Ted Lasso

Dog Hybrids - Roy x Jamie - What a Nasty Little Mutt 🔴

A/B/O - Alpha Roy x Beta Jamie 🔴

MHA/BNHA

A/B/O- Bakugou, Hizashi and Aizawa - Baby Bakugou's First Heat 🔵

Littles Are Known - Little! Bakugou, Hizashi and Aizawa 🔵

The Man From U.N.C.L.E.

Gabby x Illya x Napoleon - Big Baby 🔵

Illya x Sad Napoelon 🔵

Hurt/Comfort - Illya x Napoleon 🔵

The Umbrella Academy

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Depressed Diego - Comforting Klaus 🔵

Teen Wolf

Drag Performer Stiles x Derek - Femininomenon 🔴

The Punisher/Daredevil

Hurt Matt - Comforting Karen - Poor Vigilante 🔵

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Others

Pushing Daises - Ned x Chuck - Caught Masturbating 🔴

Alex Genya (Jon Bernthal) x Daryl Dixon - A/B/O 🔴

NCIS - Littles Are Known - Little! Tony, Timothy, Ziva 🔵

#egg_company #fanfic #smut tag #masterlist #fanfiction #destiel #geraskier #hannigram #spacedogs #nygmobblepot #johnlock #sterek #stucky #starker #royjamie

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hellchilde · 6 months

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New fic alert: in that home by and by chapter 1

Hello tumblrland, I'm back with a new fic!

Title: in that home by and by

Rating: E (for eventual sexually explicit content and major character death ... not at the same time)

Fandom: The Silmarillion/The Hobbit/Lord of the Rings

Pairings: Thranduil/Original character(s), aka Thranduil/Thranduil's Spouses

Additional tags: Canon Compliant, Polyamory, Trans Male Character, Trans Female Character, Nonbinary Character, Grief, Friends to Lovers, t4t, Slow Romance, The Avari, Elf Culture and Customs, Worldbuilding

Summary: A frantic flight from Doriath culminates in the arrival of Oropher's ragtag band of refugees at the eaves of the Greenwood. A young Thranduil stumbles upon the current inhabitants of the forest and finds himself swept up in their society and culture. What follows is an ages-spanning story of love and acceptance, grief and loss.

#fanfiction #my fanfic #tolkien #thranduil #thranduil x oc #thranduil x wife

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maglors-anion-gap · 2 years

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Trans Tolkien Blog Recommendations

By popular request, I am putting together a list of anyone who:

is any gender (trans or cis)

makes or reblogs trans tolkien content

is a safe blogger for trans fans

makes a good-faith effort to keep transphobes off their blogs

To join, the sole requirement is that you do not allow transphobes. Take a quick look at new followers, block transphobes when you encounter them, listen to trans folks when we say something is transphobic. This is non-negotiable: trans tolkien fans are the audience for this list, and transphobe-free spaces are the priority.

Note: this list is under a readmore so it should always open to the most updated version.

@maglors-anion-gap (he/they)

trans tolkien

fic (Lorinand_Lost on AO3), meta, headcanons

@arofili (they/them)

fic (starlightwalking on AO3), graphics, meta, headcanons

trans tolkien

aro tolkien

also @surpassingvalour and @nblegolas

runs @tolkienremix @aspecardaweek @finweanladiesweek @tolkiengenweek (all trans-friendly events)

@welcometolotr (they/them)

tolkien-only

art and writing

@mad-hermit (she/they)

tolkien reblogs

trans tolkien

PoC tolkien

@russingon (he/they)

trans tolkien

fic

@outofangband (any pronouns)

trans tolkien, intersex tolkien

Children of Húrin

maedhros in/after Angband

fic, meta, worldbuilding, heavy duty canon research

@the-quiet-fire-of-defiance (they/them)

trans tolkien

disabled tolkien @from-song-unmarred

@maglor-sightings

@bellejolras (she/they)

media analysis

reblogs

@brighter-arda (she/her/ia)

PoC tolkien art

@thatfeanorian (she/they)

trans tolkien

fic

russingon, finweans

@endillos (she/her)

edits and reblogs

luthien, peredhel, finweans

some really spectacular PoC tolkien content

@jaz-the-bard (she/they)

mostly silm

fic and musical composition

@ambarto (they/them)

meta and fic

geography of Arda

@luthien (she/her)

multifandom

edits and fic

@thedaughterofshadows (they/them)

fic and headcanons

@maedhrus (she/her)

multifandom

edits and fic

@mai-sau (he/him)

art and edits

general tolkien @clown-champion

@astral-aromance (he/they)

trans tolkien

writing and headcanons

tolkien-inspired jewelry making

@houndsofvalinor-art (they/them)

art and art reblogs

@mxmia (they/them)

reblogs

fic

@writerman (he/him)

Trans thranduil

Fic

@undercat-overdog-overdog (she/her)

fic (undercat on AO3)

silvergifting

@disorganisedautodidact (any pronouns)

tolkien reblogs

@xmarchwarden-of-lothlorienx (he/him)

fic

reader inserts

@sigaldry-of-thu (he/him)

trans tolkien

religion in tolkien's works

meta

gil-galad

@thishasalwaysbeenmyname (he/him)

trans tolkien

new to trans tolkien fandom! welcome!

@secretlythranduil (any pronouns)

fic and prompts

reblogs

@wrathematics (ey/em)

art and writing

@gaycodedvillainy (main)

@legolas-is-a-himbo (they/them)

multifandom

writing and reblogs

@fingonastaldo (he/him)

tolkien and aesthetic

@remornia (reblogs and warcraft)

@polutrope (she/they)

Fic (AO3: polutropos), prompts and reblogs

Sindar, daemags

@erynalasse (she/her/)

Meta and reblogs

Trans tolkien

@silmaryllis (they/them)

Main @icvarus

Fic and reblogs

@runawaymun (she/her)

Meta and headcanons

Games, imagines, PoVs

@mallornin (she/they)

diverse tolkien content

meta, headcanon, and writing reblogs

fic and original content

main @nerysvevo

#trans tolkien #tolkien #silm #lotr

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silvantransthranduiltrash · 5 months

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Trans!thranduil, except legolas keeps saying things that sound wild out of context, and just never elaborates.

Legolas: my dad gave birth to me on a night just like this one.

Elledan:...

Elladan: what?

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Legolas: i never knew my sperm donor

Elrohir: I’ve literally seen you talking to Thranduil.

Legolas: yeah? I said my “sperm donor” not my ada.

Elrohir: hhhhhhhhhhhh

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Legolas: my siblings and i are all half sibs, and none of us know our other parents. Except Lasgen, but that involved drama.

Arwen: h-how would you not know who the one who carried you for a year is??? Who actively nurished your soul?

Legolas: i do know em, i said the other parent.

Arwen: i’m so confused.

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Legolas: *in the fourth age at a meeting with Aragorn, Arwen, the twins, Faramir, etc* oh yeah, Ada’s trans.

Arwen & the twins: WHAT- COULDN’T HAVE TOLD US THIS SOONER?? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW CONFUSED WE WERE FOR MILLENNIA?!

#trans thranduil #lord of the rings #lotr #silmarillion #the hobbit #lotr elves #legolas #thranduil #silvans #4 silvan sibs au #elladan #elrohir #arwen #incorrect tolkien quotes #incorrect hobbit quotes #incorrect lotr quotes #btw thranduil doesn’t care who knows but he doesn’t scream it fromthe rooftops

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tathrin · 21 days

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Could you talk a bit about the Death of Nellglind?

ask me about my (many, many) wips here.

Oh, very happily, yes! So Nellglind is what I've named Oropher's husband (since Tolkien gave us precisely zero canon about Mirkwood siiiiiigh) and in my backstory for Legolas's family, Nellglind dies in Doriath during the Second Kinslaying (slain by Curufin in specific, in fact, whom Oropher than killed in response; this has been done in order to provide Maximum Awkwardness For Everyone when Gimli and Celebrimbor eventually become besties in Aman).

Oropher is still an elleth in this story, although she has already turned her focus to the sword (my backstory for Oropher is that he's trans, and he was initially one of Melian's maidens, like Galadriel, and was very bitter when Melian abandoned them after Thingol's death, and none too pleased either with the fact that Galadriel, who was the most-learned and strongest of them all, did not even try to hold the Girdle herself) and is extremely proficient; but she has never killed an elf before, and so even though she has her Fëanorian opponent outmatched she hesitates over the death-blow; and in that moment of hesitation Nellglind, who is a singer and not a warrior, is slain.

And that's when Oropher learns to never hesitate, ever again. (Which lesson will not come back to haunt anyone later of course, shhh.) She cuts her way through the carnage and gets there in time for Nellglind to die in her arms, and then she goes off shrieking bloody vengeance after Curufin, killing him and almost dying in the process, and leaving it to Thranduil to drag her from the ruins and refuse to let her die.

This wip is the story I hope to eventually write about the events of said Kinslaying from Oropher's perspective, ending with he and Thranduil standing looking out upon their new home of the Greenwood, and both deciding to leave their old names behind them with the dead (metaphor about the renewal of spring after winter frosts, blah blah blah). Right now I've got the initial fight-scene written, but then just notes for the rest of it, so it has a ways to go yet.

Also while @babybat98 has been very kindly helping me devise some possible pre-Greenwood names for Oropher (and Thranduil will need one too, of course) I haven't settled on one yet, so that'll have to happen for sure before this story can go too much further lol.

But it's a fun one! Thanks for asking about it, anon.

#wip folder game #my writing #oropher #nellglind #kinslaying #doriath #lotr fanfiction

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elithilanor · 2 years

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BLOG RULES

Minors, TERFs, Racists, Homo and Transphobes DNI

Love asks and comments! I’m happy to have you here! Love requests and prompts!

All consent, all the time! Only consensual non-con and even then I’m unlikely to write it without a lot of discussion

No minors/underage. I will block ageless/blank blogs that follow me.

No incest (parent/child, siblings, etc); half of them are cousins somehow that’s just the silmarilion for ya

Preferred queer/LGBTQ+ pairings and fic asks

Currently not accepting OFC or fem reader insert fics. Gender neutral or masc OC and insert fics (or just gen) are great!

No extreme violence, gore, or sa

No Haladriel (Halbrand/Galadriel)

I’m not super well-versed in RoP except Elrond, so that’s a factor. I’ll let you know if that changes

The blog names meaning if anyones curious: El Ithil Anor are the Sindarin words for star, moon, and sun.

FIC MASTERLIST

Sapphic Tolkien Creator List

LoTr Tolkien Author List

You can find me on ao3 at tazangelofdeath!

Haldir:

NSFW Alphabet

Tattoo Imagine

NSFW Haldir’s Return Home

Rescue Imagine

Holding Each Other Imagine

Non-Sexual Kneeling HC

Meadow Minor Expansion on Non-Sexual Kneeling

Some Haldir Baking HCs

Injured Partner HCs

Submissive! Haldir:

Sub! Haldir with Domme OFC HCs

Comforted by your Elvish Partner During Sensory Overwhelm Series:

Elrond, Haldir, Arwen

Tauriel, Arondir, Thranduil

Legolas, Glorfindel, Lindir, Erestor

Celeborn and Galadriel

Elrond:

Fem! Elrond & Reader with Broken Glass

Tauriel:

Exiled Imagine

Sapphic Arwen:

NSFW Basics - Short Imagine

NSFW Full Alphabet

Delayed Gratification -Smut

Rúmil:

NSFW Alphabet

Rúmil x Trans Masc Smut Drabble

Glorfindel:

NSFW Alphabet

Erestor x Reader x Glorfindel:

Triad Soft Summer Sun Imagine

@sotwk Haldir Requests:

Typically featuring more masc Haldir, fem reader, straight relationship, less/no nsfw, Haldir in line with her Haldir hcs vs my own

Pregnancy Reveal - Eleniel - Daughter of the Stars

A Warden’s Love, A Healer’s Kindness to be updated with the newest version until it’s finished

Other Headcanons/Meta/Asks

Helcaraxë and Trauma Response Humor

Elves Painting Their Nails / Gender Discussion

Elvish Braiding Customs Ask

Favorite Middle Earth Characters Ask

Lórien Bois HCs

Elves with a Visually Impaired/Blind Partner

#elithilanor #masterlist #Haldir #rúmil of lorien #Orophin #Arwen #Glorfindel #fem! Elrond #elrond #Erestor #Tauriel

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between-thepages · 5 months

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As they are now revealed, here is my masterlist for Scribbles & Drabbles @fall-for-tolkien!

Nights in white Satin

Pairing: Elrond Peredhel/Erestor

Rating: E

Tags: Undressing, Kissing, Oral Sex, Established Relationship

Summary: After a long day giving council, Elrond can't wait to spend the night with Erestor.

Inspired by whoohoo by @maglor-my-beloved

yours

Pairing: Fingon/Maedhros

Rating: T

Tags: Morning After, Slight Possessiveness, Established Relationship

Summary: Maitimo wakes up next to Findekáno.

Inspired by A pale Sunrise by lferion

A Gift

Pairing: Gen, Celebrimbor & Nerdanel

Rating: G

Tags: Gift Giving, Family Dynamics

Summary: Curufinwë has been teaching his son the ins and outs of his craft. Telperinquar gifts his first finished piece to his grandmother.

Inspired by Nerdanelion by lferion

Heritage and Heirlooms

Pairing: Gen, Amras & Amrod & Nerdanel, Amras & Amrod

Rating: G

Tags: Siblings, Dress Up, Childhood Memories

Summary: Ambarussa take a look into their mother's jewellery box.

Inspired by Jumble by lferion

Kissed by Moonlight

Pairing: Celebrimbor/Narvi

Rating: M

Tags: Kissing, Nudity, Trans Female Narvi, Declarations of Love

Summary: Narvi has carved a statue of her and Celebrimbor.

Inspired by Copper Moonlight by Ibissal

Lavender Lovers

Pairing: Aredhel/Galadriel

Rating: T

Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship, Cuddling, Cousin Incest

Summary: Írissë and Artanis spend a quiet day together.

Inspired by Lavender Lovers by @z-h-i-e

For your Eyes only

Pairing: Finrod Felagund/Thranduil

Rating: M

Tags: Love Letters, Fliring (In the letters), Implied Sexual Content

Summary: Finrod receives a letter from Thranduil.

Inspired by Correspondence by @z-h-i-e

An Afternoon

Pairing: Amarië/Finrod Felagund

Rating: G

Tags: Fluff, Mentions of Philosophy, a Hint of Courtship

Summary: Findaráto and Amarië spend an afternoon in the garden.

Inspired by In Remembrance by @general-illyrin

The Taffy Debate

Pairing: Gen, Ereinion Gil-Galad & Finduilas

Rating: G

Tags: Desserts & Sweets, Big Sister Finduilas, Annoying Little Brother Ereinion, Siblings

Summary: The king's candy dish holds lots of treats, and some less liked ones…

Inspired by The King's Candy Dish by @z-h-i-e

And the last one is for the In-Memoriam Gallery for Keiliss:

Like the Wind in the Meadow

Pairing: Elrond Peredhel/Erestor

Rating: T

Tags: Sad Elrond Peredhel, Established Relationship, Storms

Summary: Elrond worries. Erestor is there to help.

Inspired by My Flame, My Star by @maglor-my-beloved

#my silm fanfiction #scribbles & drabbles 2023 #silmarillion #silm

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starssunsoftheinfinite · 1 year

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MasterPost Please Read

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WRITTING REQUESTS {OPEN still working on that Loki fic but I'm now in a spot where I can fill in more requests while I do it! Might be a little slow though<3 my apologies}

ART REQUESTS {OPEN}

Full Fanfictions can be found posted separately here, as well as eventually a large collection of one-shots from Tumblr as I write them for ease of reading ☆

Who will I write for? {more to come}

☆MCU☆

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier {Please specify if you'd like WS Bucky}

Loki/Jotun Loki {Please specify if you'd like Jotun Loki to be canonical as in smaller than the usual frost giants or something more like the what if? Jotun loki}

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Peter Parker {I won't write smut for him thats anything more than extensive kissing}

☆The Witcher☆

Jaskier

Geralt

☆The Hobbit☆

Bilbo Baggins

Thorin Oakensheild

Fili

Kili

Thranduil

Legolas {Please specify if youd like Hobbit Legolas or LOTR Legolas}

Bard

☆The Lord of the Rings☆

Frodo Baggins

Samwise Gamgee

Pippin Took

Merry Brandybuck

Aragorn

Gimli

Legolas

Sauron {He would be portrayed in a physical form, please specify if you'd want your own description of him, please provide this in the ask, Sauron in his armor, Rings of Power Sauron, or the Sauron that's often depicted in fanart E.G the long blonde hair ect}

Elrond

Lindir

☆Castlevania☆

Alucard

Trevor

Would you write for ships?

Yes! Nothing incestuous {that includes thorki} or with questionable dynamics/age differences {e.g tony stark and peter parker} though.

Even if it's an obscure ship or a rare pare such as Loki and Bucky or something like that I'm willing to give it a go.

I will write ships for all the fandoms I have in my Bio.

Do you write x readers?

Yes! If you don't specify what gender you'd like them to be for, I will always go for completely neutral {Please message me if you notice any slip-ups that give the reader a gender identity in these fics!}

I'll happily write for Cis men, Nonbinary{transmasc or transfem}, Agender, Genderfluid, Transmen, or any other identity you'd like to be written about.

However, I don't feel comfortable writing Female readers, my apologies.

When requesting a trans reader, please specify things that you want to be mentioned such as does the reader wear a binder, have top surgery, or neither? Bottom surgery? Hormone therapy? etc... If any of these aren't specified I will do my best to keep the language either neutral or on the more masculine side for Transmasc or Transman readers {E.G referring to the genitalia as a dick in smut fics if needed whether they have surgery or not}

What kinds of things can I ask for in smutfics?

Im open to writing most kinks.

I WONT WRITE {more things to be added as time goes on}

age play {in nonsexual situations its fine}

race play

excessive food play {I'll write it lightly but I dont like to get too into it}

Non-con or dubious consent {this includes if both of either character is intoxicated in some way}

Urine play

Scat fetishes

Fart play

I will not write the use of slurs during sexual interactions

Can I be given a nickname if I want to ask anonymously but still want you to know it's me?

Of course! Just request a nickname or emoji/symbol to be used for you and Ill add you to a list I have to make sure only one person has that nickname.

Taken sign offs - 💚

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If you have any questions please send them in my ask box

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