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anxiousnerdwritings · 9 months

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Yandere Smaug Headcanons (platonic)

Smaug would be extremely possessive of his darling and just as protective. They are the most valuable possession amongst his hoard after all, his most precious treasure. Their worth is more than all the gold and jewels in the world to him. So much so that he could never part with them. That’s why he insists, or rather demands you stay amongst his hoard, where he knows it’s safe. Besides, you’re surrounded by so many beautiful, shiney things and they’re all yours.

Of course you would be kept in the safety of his sanctum after he’s taken the Lonely Mountain for himself. Harbored amongst all the gold, gems and jewels you couldn’t possibly think of, right where Smaug wants you most. He couldn’t possibly fathom any harm coming to his precious one, not when you have him to protect you.

Smaug is extremely strict about allowing his precious one to go anywhere, even if it is to venture off to another part of his sanctum. He doesn’t like not having them within his sight. He hates the thought of them getting hurt or lost, but he especially despises the idea of them ever stepping foot outside his lair. If that were to ever happen his panic and anger couldn’t possibly be repressed.

If his darling were to stray too far or is gone just a little too long for his liking/comfort, Smaug will follow their scent and drag them back to where he feels most comfortable keeping having them. There are very few places he allows them to venture to and he knows them all by heart, being more than capable to go after them if need be and easily retrieve his darling, bringing them back to the only real space he’s comfortable with them staying kept in. It keeps them closest to him and he can keep his eye on them in every sense of the word, even when he’s sleeping he’ll know if they make even the slightest of changes in their usual movements. Smaug is very well aware of his environment and the space he’s resigned himself to, he’ll know if they take even just one step out of the perimeter he’s allowed them to move freely about.

As much as he spoils his darling, Smaug really only rewards good and obedient behavior. Anything less than or just blatant disobedience won’t be take lightly. Smaug demands respect, especially from his little darling. It’s because of him that you are safe and so well taken care of, the least you can do is show some gratitude and appreciation towards him.

As gruff and grumpy as Smaug can be there are times he can be quite playful with his little darling, especially if it’s what they want and they’ve been pretty well behaved. It didn’t take him long to realize that often then not when his darling would venture off and stray away from where he demanded they stay kept was to solely get him to chase after them in a playful game of tag or hide and seek. He can usually tell the difference in whether his darling is trying to make a run for it or is simply trying to get him to play with them. It’s the gigging that really gives it away.

Not only can Smaug be playful but he’s also an excellent storyteller. When he really wants some peace and quiet or to just get his darling to go to sleep in general, Smaug will use his tail to bring them close to him, curling it around them to keep them in place then he goes on telling them stories of his adventures. Sometimes when his darling is really restless he’ll ask them what story they want to hear but more times then not his stories usually involve him boasting and bragging about himself. He especially takes care to make it clear to his darling that he is in fact the biggest dragon to ever exist. Of course it’s a complete lie but his darling doesn’t know that, and even if they were to question him about it he wouldn’t let up. As far as Smaug’s concerned he is the biggest dragon around now.

As much as Smaug typically comes off as aloof or even flat out terrifying he does hold some genuine care for his darling, even if it is just a little. His obsession is primarily possessive with that possessiveness only becoming all the worse the more his obsession festers and grows. Eventually his darling will become something more than just an object for him to own, they’ll become a treasure he certainly doesn’t want anyone or anything else getting ahold of. And with that said he will do anything to keep them with him, and only with him. He will reign hellfire down on anyone or anything that dares to steal his darling treasure away from him.

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floatyflowers · 4 months

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After Morgoth lost in the war of wrath, and the Valar punishing him, all after Sauron 'back stabbed him', the new dark lord rushed back to you with fake sadness.

Sauron returns to you with a facade of mourning for Morgoth, claiming he tried to save his master but was powerless against the might of the Valar.

Sauron convincingly portrays sorrow over Morgoth's downfall, but there's a gleam of triumph in his eyes, hidden beneath the facade.

He weaves a narrative of his loyalty, telling tales of the promises he made to Morgoth about protecting you, presenting himself as a faithful servant honoring his master's wishes.

Sauron, skilled in manipulation, gradually builds your trust by appearing supportive and protective, offering solace during your supposed loss.

While you cry in his embrace, he slides his hands all over your body.

Behind the comforting facade, Sauron's true intentions are to use the situation to solidify his influence and control, subtly manipulating events to his advantage.

Sauron's deceptive charm draws you in, and he plays the role of a sympathetic confidant, subtly guiding you toward dependence on him.

Sauron is a master of psychological manipulation; he might employ mind games, illusions, or haunting visions to dissuade you from pursuing freedom.

He might use your emotions by presenting false dilemmas or external threats, making you believe that staying under his influence is the only way for you.

Even if you manage to escape temporarily, the long-term consequences of defying Sauron could linger, with ways that reach beyond the immediate escape attempt.

#tw: toxic relationships #reader insert #sauron x reader #Yandere sauron #lord of the rings #possessive

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whitewitchqueen · 2 months

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Yandere Elden Ring x Dream Reader Concept

This is different from my original concept here. This is more of an Isekai concept, please tell me what you think about this and feel free to request stuff based on this concept.

This is subject to change as I understand more about the timeline, so just keep that in mind.

Ever since you were young, you've always had trouble sleeping. Dreams were too common for you, too confusing for your young mind. Your parents always tried to help, going to sleep doctors and analysts, getting medication prescribed, even waiting with you by your bed until you finally fall asleep. It was all quick solutions to a deeper problem and as you grew, you started to think there was no solution at all. But eventually you had to sleep. Your body would become exhausted, and one way or another you'd find yourself drifting off.

Waking up was also a struggle. It always felt like you were fighting against something whenever you awoke. Usually, it was your body straining for more sleep. But this time, you could tell it was different. You were floaty and unaware of your surroundings, but in the distance was a figure, soft and far away, but clearly there. You tried your hardest to move, your body straining as you got up. Eventually, you reach an impasse, like an invisible wall preventing you from moving further, but luckily the figure seems to notice you.

The figure, who you recognize as a boy, moves towards you, but reaches the same impasse as you. It was strange, his presence was overwhelming, but he seemed more calm than you. "Who are you?" He asked, but you couldn't respond, you weren't able to. But somehow he understood your plight. "Come with me, dear dreamer" and in a second, everything became heavy and quiet, and you were falling back asleep.

When you awoke for the second time, you were not in your bed, but someplace unfamiliar entirely. The bed you were in was soft, and much, much larger than the one in your own bedroom. It was cold, but the blankets helped keep you warm. "You're finally awake." It was that voice again, calm and delicate. He, and a strange looking woman were standing in the room watching as you fumble.

"Am I dreaming?" You ask, and the boy smiles.

"No, dear dreamer, you are awake." He replied, and for some reason that made you more nervous. It meant you were somewhere else, with people you don't know, they must've been wrong. This was just your mind playing tricks on you like always. But regardless, you had no other choice but to go along with them.

Miquella, as you came to know him, was gracious enough to let you stay with him and his sister Malenia in his home which he called his Haligtree. It was a harsh adjustment, but one you understood as a necessity since this world seemed much more primeval than yours. But Miquella, ever patient, was there to teach you everything, especially about your status as a "dreamer." He said you were connected in a way, being able to travel into each other's dreams and invade their realms. That's how you ended up here, in what Miquella called the Land's Between.

It was confusing, and to be honest you didn't understand most of it, but a part of you believed that Miquella just wanted someone to relate to, he was probably lonely, even though he had his sister. Speaking of which, was a very nice, albeit somewhat awkward person. She was short spoken, and curt towards most who weren't her brother, but she was kind to you. She usually was very distant, being born with an illness called Rot that ate away at her. When she wasn't keeping her distance from you, she was telling you stories of her battles with a small smile on her face. You could tell the siblings like having someone else around.

Miquella, in contrast to his twin, was very curious, about you, about your world, about your powers, simply about you in general. It was strange having attention on you, especially when it was someone like Miquella focusing on you. He was kind, but there was a mystery to him that made it even more interesting. He didn't tend to talk about himself often though, so there was not much you could draw from him. You knew he cared for his sister, and that he was working tirelessly to cure their curses, his of which he only explained a few times in passing. Other than that, Miquella was a mystery to you, and for what reasons you'd never know.

For a while, everything was great with the twins. Until after what felt like a week, when Miquella said that you and his sister would be traveling to go see his mother and father. You didn't realize how much you didn't want to leave until you were forced to do so. Miquella wanted to keep the location of his Haligtree a secret, so much of your traveling was done covertly. When finally reaching the destination, you were shocked to see such a large city. Miquella seemed overall amused by your reaction to everything, but his demeanor changed when reaching the main castle.

You've never met someone as intimidating as Marika and Radagon. They both had this extreme force to them that made it impossible to look them in the eyes. However, they were strangely cordial to you and explained to you, alone might I add, that they knew you weren't of this realm, and that from now on you'd be staying with them. You didn't know how to react, but you knew you had no choice, no amount of arguing from Miquella or Malenia would change their mind.

Eventually, the siblings had to leave, as Malenia's sickness was getting worse. You were struck with terrible sadness, but you couldn't focus on it for long, as you were stuck by either Marika's or Radagon's side at all times. Learning about them and their status in the world, and learning that they and their children, including the two who you spend weeks with, were gods was shocking to say the least. It definitely changed your perception on the two,

Marika and Radagon, while overwhelming, were nice enough. You stayed in a beautiful room in their castle, were gifted clothing and jewelry to match the setting, you truly felt a part of this world, almost like you were losing yourself. Marika specifically spent most of her time teaching you histories of her and her children, of the greater will and its strength. She took no interest in your world or its customs, unlike Radagon, who seemed interested enough, though that might be a facade to keep you from losing interest in him, at least that's what you assumed.

Their other children, more correctly Radagon's children from his first marriage, were definitely characters. They were all pretty quiet, and kept to themselves for the most part. Ranni, his daughter, gave you a weird feeling, something you couldn't describe but keep to yourself either way. Radahn was quiet, but driven like his father, in whom he idolized. Contrary to his brutish behavior, he was smart, and when he did speak to you he spoke of the gravity magic he took an interest in. You tried your best to stay away from Rykard, who was mean and ruthless, often berating you for invading their family. Luckily, he wasn't in Leyndell often, so you were able to avoid him most of the time.

Your time in Leyndell was making you homesick, and tired. It got to the point where you couldn't get out of bed. It worried Marika and Radagon to an extent, but you were usually left up to your own devices. It was getting harder by the day to stay awake and moving and so eventually, you stopped. You closed your eyes and slept, and when you awoke, you were back in your room.

It must've been a dream.

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A/n: hope you enjoy, please request anything for this concept.

#yandere x reader #soft yandere #platonic yandere #elden ring #elden ring x reader #yandere elden ring #elden ring godwyn #elden ring radagon #platonic yandere elden ring #godfrey the first elden lord

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reverieparacosm · 10 months

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hi! could you please write yandere!sauron x fem reader hcs? maybe sauron had a dream of this woman who fulfills a prophecy he read that would make him more powerful so he sends his minions to bring her to him and when he meets her there is a magical bond between them and he is obsessed with her

Prophecy: Yandere!Sauron x F!Reader

Warnings: Yandere, possessive behaviors, manipulation, gaslighting, kidnapping, slavery, (Sauron is already a red flag -)

Note: Your wish is my command! I am weak for Yandere Sauron.

Remember kids - please do not enslave people just because you saw them in dreams

Sauron's thirst for power is unending

As the Dark Lord of Mordor, he is always on the lookout for ways to increase his influence and rule over Middle-Earth

One night, he is visited by a vision of a woman who would help him fulfill a prophecy that would grant him even more power. This vision ignites a fiery determination within him, and he sets his minions on the task of finding her and bringing her to him

His servants search far and wide, but the woman is elusive and hard to find. Months pass without success, but finally, one of his minions stumbles upon her during a routine scouting mission

He brings Sauron the news, and the Dark Lord is overjoyed. He immediately orders his minions to keep a close eye on her and bring him regular reports

But Sauron's desire for this mysterious woman grows stronger with each passing day. He wants her for himself, and orders his minions to bring her to him

She is everything he has hoped she would be - powerful and capable of fulfilling the prophecy. The moment they meet, Sauron feels a magical bond between them that he has never experienced before. He is immediately obsessed with her, unable to tear his eyes away from her

With a single glimpse, he is captivated by her beauty. So much so that he takes her face in his hand before she has even noticed his presence. His ice-cold mental glove caresses her cheeks and he absorbs every delicate detail, leaving her with an unsettling sensation

When she turns her head to the side, Sauron becomes more aggressive. He grabbs her chin with one hand and held her neck with the other, forcing her to look into his eye

Despite being an evil, dark lord with a reputation for cruelty, he develops a soft spot for her

He tells his minions not to harm her and threatens those who do with severe punishment. He does not want to lose her or drive her away, for he knows that she is the key to fulfilling his ultimate goal - becoming the most powerful being in Middle-Earth

"I would rather burn the world than see it harm you."

Sauron spends every waking hour with her, pouring his heart and soul into their relationship. He is desperate to learn everything he could about her, her abilities, and her place in the grand scheme of things. He is certain that she is the one he has been seeking for so long, the one who would help him achieve true greatness

As the days pass, the bond between them only grows stronger, and Sauron's obsession with her only deepens. He knows that the prophecy is within his grasp, and he would do whatever it takes to fulfill it with her by his side

The woman is initially reluctant to trust Sauron. But as he charms her with his words and gifts, she begins to fall under his spell

Sauron soon begins to see the woman as his property and becomes increasingly possessive and demanding. He expects her to devote all of her time and energy to him, and becomes violent when she tries to resist

"Your heart beats in harmony with mine, the two inextricably linked in a bond so strong that no other force can break it. You are mine, and I am yours, our destinies intertwined forevermore."

Sauron is constantly monitoring the woman, using magic to invade her thoughts and dreams. He knows her every move and thought, and he uses this knowledge to control her

Sauron revels in her obedience, especially when she sits at his feet as he holds court with his many war generals. It is a constant reminder of his power over her, and he loves having her as his symbol. Even when he is deep in conversation, he still takes a moment to stroke her hair, relishing in her submission. He senses the tension in her body, and it only increases his satisfaction

"There is no one like you, my beautiful darling. The way you bend to my will pleases me greatly. You are a constant reminder of the power I have over you, and it thrills me to no end. Even in the midst of battle, I cannot help but take a moment to stroke your hair, relishing in your submission. Your body trembles with tension, and it only increases my satisfaction. Never forget who you belong to. I am your master, and you will forever be my symbol."

The woman is conflicted about Sauron's behavior, but she is unable to resist the powerful bond between them. She tries to convince herself that she can change him, but as time goes on, she realizes that he is too deeply engrained in his dark ways to change

If she tries to escape, Sauron would likely use his powerful magic to track her down and capture her

He would stop at nothing to keep her under his control. If the woman manages to escape his grasp, Sauron would likely become more obsessed than ever, and he would use all of his resources to find her and bring her back to him. He would stop at nothing to keep her by his side, even if it meant using his most dark and nefarious tactics to do so

"You are my most prized treasure, my greatest possession. No one on this earth or beyond it will ever take you away from me. Our love is eternal, a bond that cannot be broken or tarnished by any force in existence."

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queenstarlight2 · 2 years

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Imagine just moaning yandere Thranduil's name in bed while you are riding him (the fic is basically like the Elrond version but it does have a few more lines and a few lines were also changed to fit more into Thranduil style)

(NSFW below) (Ellon meaning male elf or just elf)

Pants and grunts filled the room as Thranduil's breath labored while you bounced on his cock. Trying to remain quiet, so the whole of Mirkwood doesn't hear how much of an whore you are for its king.

"such a good little one, taking my cock so well"Thranduil's hips harshly and unexpectedly thrust up, sending you to a climax as your head snaps up and your back arches, tightening around his pulsating cock as you cummed. "hah~Thranduil~" you moan in ecstasy, still enjoying the way his massive cock filled you.

Thranduil grabbed your face and kissed you. Looking into your hazy eyes. "my love, I haven't even begun tonight's true adventures " he flipped you, so you would be below him, as he grabbed the headboard and smirked at you. you felt Thranduil's silk sheets as you felt your slick go down your thighs, suddenly knowing that the silk sheets were bound to be ruined by the time you were finished, most likely by dawn if your beloved's eyes were anything to go off of. Hungry, completely madded by your taste, and completely jealous of all the Ellons staring at you earlier in a gown that was only meant for his eyes.

#yandere thranduil #thranduil x y/n #thranduil x reader #thrandaddy #thranduil #the lord of the rings #the lord of the rings x reader #the hobbit #lord of the rings #lord of the rings x reader #lord of the rings imagine #the lord of the rings imagines #yandere lord of the rings #lord have mercy #lotr x reader #lotr headcanons #lotr imagine #lotr elves #lotr x male reader

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creepychan08 · 1 year

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Yandere Thranduil x Reader

It wasn't supposed to end up like this. You heart's desire becoming a nightmare.

And now there's no way home.

"Thranduil, you can't keep me here. Sooner or later I must return home." You once again plead your case as Thranduil frowned and hold both your hands protectively. But lately it feels like his gentle touches were slowly turning like handcuffs chaining you to him, unable to escape his grasp.

"Meleth nin (My love) please, this is your home. Have I not treated you well? Tell me what more can I do to make you stay by my side?"

His grip tightened, not in a hurtful way, but just enough to prove his desperation for your continued presence in his kingdom.

"Its not that at all. You have been truly kind to me and for that I am eternally grateful. But I have my family waiting for me. I miss them Thranduil. Terribly." Your eyes glistened with unshed tears and his gaze softened, drawing you closer in an embrace. You welcomed the comfort he provided and lean your head almost close to his chest, the part you can only reach due to your unfortunate stature.

"Have you found some other way to return to your world?"

"How could I when you took away that book and refused to let me out of your kingdom?" The bitter tone of your voice breaks the moment of tranquility when you remembered it was him who didn't allow you to leave and travel to Rivendell to seek help from Gandalf.

Though your tone was bitter, you felt him relaxed more against your embrace as if relieved.

"You know there are threats coming from the orcs resurfacing in the forest. I can't very well allow my beloved to travel and place yourself in harm's way. No, you will stay here with me." His fingers slowly brush down your hair as you feel your anger boil inside.

"I will not allow you to keep me in here like a trophy! No more! I will go out and discover the way back- back to my real home- if you won't help me."

Thranduil grit his teeth in frustration as he roughly tilt your head up to look at him. His eyes fierce and burning as it stare straight to your soul and your composure faltered, realizing how large he is compared to you and the power he has to crush you any time.

"I will say it again. You won't leave my side forever. You are mine as I am yours."

A whimper unconsciously left your lips as you began to fear and tremble before him. The dominance he was radiating made you feel weak, unable to do anything but submit to his will.

Upon hearing that helpless sound, his seething expression was immediately wiped off, dark glint in his eyes returning to a soft crystal blue filled with worry and regret when he behold the terror he accidentally inflicted on his beloved.

"My starlight, I am so sorry. Please forgive this ignorant King from his careless actions. I did not mean to make you afraid of me. That was the last thing I ever wanted." The sorrow in his voice made you want to reach out and comfort him.

You remembered how it all started.

*Flashback*

Being a fan of The Hobbit trilogy movie, you were immediately captivated by the ElvenKing, Thranduil. The daily occurence in your life involves imagining random scenarios and plots with him and deeply wishing to somehow be transported in Middle Earth to meet him. And one day it did come true.

You have no idea of your last memory of how you came to this new world. Whether you were killed by a truck driver and get isekai'd, or if you were just dreaming or worse case in a coma, you have no idea how you are actually faring in the real world. But there was a portal which immediately closed as soon as your feet step into the grounds of the forest of Mirkwood.

Obviously you were taken by the patrolling group of elves and presented to Thranduil. It was not love at sight as you were already crushing on him way back on Earth but it sure did made your heart jumped with excitement as you eagerly and honestly answered each one of his questions.

You were detained in the dungeons for some time as the ElvenKing pondered on your statement to see if you were just lying to get yourself out of this mess. Perhaps it is dark magic then to how you were transported to this world? Are you a threat? But somewhere deep down in his cold heart, he could feel the sincerity radiating off you. And there was something else too- something foreign but pleasant that he felt when he first talked with you.

After careful consideration, Thranduil finally released you from prison and transferred you to a well-furnished room. He was still unsure of what to do with you. Strangely enough, the thought of assigning you to be a servant, a maid, cook, or a warrior didn't sit well with him so he decided to treat you as a guest and get to know you better.

As he did, he finds himself slowly falling for you. Unlike the other elleths (women elves), you possess kindness and genuine concern for other people. You interacted with his guards and other servants with much respect and he saw them slowly warming up to you. Everyday, he would look forward to seeing you first thing in the morning as your smile immediately brightens his day. And during the evening after he finish his work early, he would asks you to walk with him in the gardens.

It was no surprise when he ends up falling head over heels in love. He started properly courting you and sending expensive gifts everyday.

"You know you don't have to send me all these stuff, Thranduil. Its too expensive"

"Nonsense. I am the King and I can give you everything you deserve and more. Unless.. do you not like them? I can have another jewel be made to fit your taste-"

"No! No need, I really like this one. Thank you, Thranduil" You smiled at him gratefully and the corner of his lips lifted up as he stare at you.

"Anything for you, my starlight" He draws his arms open and gently pulled you to his embrace, his robe covering your form as you lean you head on his chest.

You wished those moments would have lasted more.

Thranduil was a gentle lover. Always kind. Always patient. Always caring towards you. He never once raised his voice at you and you greatly appreciated it. But as the days go by, you noticed him getting more possessive and obsessive over you.

"We were just talking! He is your guard long before I came here and he is just my friend" You defended yourself as Thranduil warned you against talking to one of his royal guards.

"I do not like the way he looks at you, meleth nin. You are mine, don't forget that. He should know his place."

"Everyone knows we are together so stop being suspicious of other elves! I am not fond of the way you're acting right now. I will leave you to cool your head first."

As you turn to leave, his arms reach out to wrap around your waist as he hug you from behind. His head bowed low so as to breath in the scent of your hair to calm him down.

"No, don't leave please. I am sorry, my love. I am just afraid of losing you."

You sighed, feeling your heart soften. You turn to face him again and saw the insecurities and doubt swirling in his eyes.

"Now what brought my King such worries? Haven't I told you I only have eyes for you? That my heart beats only for you?" You cup his cheek as he closed his eyes and lean towards your touch.

"I know and I believe you. Sometimes, I just can't help but fear that you'll find someone better than me. I can't live without you, YN"

"You'll always have me Thranduil. My heart belongs only to you." You reassured, hugging him tightly to show your devotion.

Maybe you shouldn't have promised that as months passed and you soon discover a way to open the portal again back to your real world while browsing the library. But you don't understand some of the text written as it was in Elvish language and from what you can read, it also needs the spells only casted by wizards.

"Thranduil, I finally found a way to return back to my world!" You excitedly said as you barge to his throne room, while carrying the book.

His eyes widened and he immediately walked down the stairs of his throne towards you.

"What did you say, my love?" The cutting edge of his tone failed to make its way to your ears as you were excitedly thinking of how soon you can probably go home once this works.

"I said I found a way to open the portal again to my world! But I need some help with the Elvish language and Gandalf as well to complete the steps here." You showed him the book and the pages where it was located.

He was quiet for a while and politely asked for the book. As you gave it to him, he immediately throws it to the ground and asked his servant to seal it in the forbidden section of the library.

"No! Why did you do that?!" You screamed, feeling betrayed by his action. You tried to get back the book but he tightly hold you against him before carrying you towards his bedroom as you continue to resist.

Once he locked the door, he put you down on his bed as you glare at him.

"How could you do that? That was my only way home!"

His eyes hardened, frown marring his features.

"Exactly. I won't have you leaving me alone here, YN. You promised that I'll always have you, didn't you? And I promised to be yours forever"

You frozed as you remember the promise you said to him months ago. You meant it. You did. But that was before you learned that there is still a way back to your real world after giving up for so long. However, you did promised him and you can't go back on your word.

Bowing your head in shame, you nodded. "Yes, I did. I remember my oath that day, Thranduil." A feeling of frustration and mixed feelings made its way to your heart.

"You know I love you. I do. I just miss my family so much. I wonder what they are doing in my world. I wonder if they are grieving over me or still patiently hoping for my return. Am I selfish, my love?" You looked up at him as tears stream down your cheeks.

Thranduil felt his heart clench as he saw your sorrow. He can't stand to see the anguish in your eyes as it overflows with your tears. He gathered you in his arms and let you cry against his shoulders.

"I'm here, meleth nin. I'm here. Please don't cry." He whispered comforting words and before long, you felt drowsy and fall asleep in his hold.

Thranduil carefully put you in the bed and covered you with blanket. He placed a kiss on your forehead before leaving the room.

From that day on, he decreed an order that you are not allowed to leave his kingdom and that anyone who try to help you escape will be executed.

*End of Flashback*

"You've changed Thranduil" You gaze at him with such disappointment that he falters for a moment.

"No, please don't say that meleth nin. Don't look at me like that. I love you. I can't let you out of my grasp. I can't let you go. Ever." He pulled you closer and tilted your chin so you were looking straight at him.

The sight made you tremble. His eyes which were once full of adoration and pure love for you were now filled with dark obsession.

"Resist me no more, my starlight. Stay here. I will take care of you. I will love and worship you forever."

He back you slowly into the bed and you didn't notice until you trip and lay sprawled against his bedsheets in a vulnerable state.

You tried to get up but he lightly pushed you down so he towers over you.

"No, no, I have to return home. I need to see my family again. I can still come back here Thranduil. I won't leave you forever." You tried to reassure your lover.

Shadows loomed in his face and when he finally look at you, something dark and dangerous radiated from his being.

You gasped, crawling away from him towards the center of the bed as he followed after you. You grab his pillow to defend yourself.

"Okay- stop. Don't get any closer, Thranduil. You're scaring me."

The blank look in his eyes shifted to that of a predator finally catching its prey as he reach you. A smile of dark insanity painted on his lips. He take hold of the pillow separating you two and throws it to the side.

"You know, I've always wanted to marry you, my starlight. In our culture there are two ways one can get married. First is by traditional exchange of vows and the other-" He paused, pushing you down once more as he hovered above you. "-is by being one in body, two souls bonded forever. If I may be honest, I much prefer the latter."

His fingers slowly slid down your body, touch as light as feather as it passes through your neck, the valley of your breast, down to your stomach and settling on your lower abdomen.

Your breath hitched as you watch him, goosebumps rising on you skin as you feel your heart thumping loudly.

"We will be one tonight, my love. And I will plant my seed inside your fertile womb. Since you miss your family so much, we will have one of our own- a much bigger family. We will have a dozen or more elflings running around the kingdom. And you will soon forget that silly ambition in your mind. I told you before. You won't leave me. Ever. For you are mine and I am yours."

With that he sealed his promise with a passionate kiss as he consume your being, leaving you breathless and gasping for more.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I didn't expect this oneshot to be longer than what I originally planned lol. Anyway, I've been obsessing over Thranduil for weeks now and I thought if he'd be the one going yandere for me, I would immediately give in 😂

But yeah unfortunately he's just a fictional character sooo! Anyway thanks for reading up this far.

Hope you have a great day and stay safe guys! :)))

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lovelybrooke · 11 months

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I do see reader getting in land between pre shattering marina /radagon found them first and take her to lyndell introduced her as a special guest to all demigods they'll damn sure know who she is

I could totally see this happening.

When you first appear in the Lands Between Marika, and subsequently Radagon, would immediately be aware of your presence. They'd both be fully aware that you're a simple mortal that is unaware of this world, and they use that to their advantage. Some of the other demigods might also sense your presence but wait to do anything so to not anger Marika.

The two sweep you away into Lyndell and spend time getting to know you, their obsession with you only growing. No matter how old you are, Marika views you as a young child with an extortionary gift. She questions how you were able to invade her and her children's minds, slightly disappointed that you don't really know.

Radagon is a part of Marika, and so he shares the same strong obsession for you. He doesn't care how you were you got here or what powers allowed it, all that matters is you're here now, with them.

When they do finally introduce you to their children, it's a slow process, and there are some you don't even meet. Morgott and Mogh are both trapped underneath Lyndell, so you don't get to meet them. However, the ones you do meet, are very happy to finally see you in person, these namely being Godwyn and the Twins. Since Godwyn was Marika's first child, he has heard about you for many, many years. When he finally was able to visit you in one of his dreams, he was beyond happy, and felt a peace he had never felt at that point in his life. Miquella and Malenia being twins shared everything with each other, and so share a similar affinity for you.

I think your appearance in the Lands Between would motivate Ranni to speed up her plans to get Marika and her Children away from you. While she doesn't want to put you in danger, she knows that once the Elden Ring Shatters, war would start. So, Ranni would hurry up with killing Godwyn so that while all the other demigods are fighting, she can take you for herself.

#yandere x reader #soft yandere #platonic yandere #yandere elden ring #elden ring x reader #elden ring #elden ring godwyn #elden ring radagon #godfrey the first elden lord #malenia blade of miquella #miquella the unalloyed #general radahn #queen marika #ranni the witch

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greycloudsinwinter · 5 hours

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Can you make Yandere Thranduil and fairy female reader part2? Please. They have a few children. Half fairy and half elf hybrids. They have fairy wings like their mother. How many children will Yandere Thranduil want to have with the fairy reader?

YANDERE THRANDUIL X READER WITH CHILDREN

🪽Thranduil would be happy with however many you want but he is probably thinking 4.

🪽they have their mothers wings but there green. They inherit there fathers looks and his long beautiful hair.

🪽his children with you are his most important things in the world.

🪽however if he has to choose between you and them , it will always be you because he can always replace them with another child but he can’t replace you.

🪽he would go to war for his children though to keep them safe.

🪽he won’t admit it but if you have a daughter with him then he will put her on a pedestal higher then Legolas.

🪽the servants mostly deal with the children though . Running after while you and your husband have time together.

🪽even if you didn’t want the children you can’t find it in your heart to hate them .

🪽he feels the most joy seeing his family all together and happy.

Thank you for this request ❤️❤️

#yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #obsessive love #obsessive yandere #x reader #obsessed #obssesive #obssessed #yandere family #yandere hobbit #yandere lotr #yandere lord of the rings #yandere Thranduil #thranduil #lord of the rings #the hobbit

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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After the battle of the five armies, the fairy reader receives treatment in the tent. After the healers leave, yandere Thranduil enters the tent. The fairy sees the reader silently shedding tears.

Thranduil: Are you okay?

Fairy Reader: Yes. Thank you.

Thranduil: Why are you crying? Are you hurting?

Fairy reader : I couldn't save everyone.

Thranduil: You did your best. Besides, you fought for everyone at the cost of your life.

Fairy reader: You lost your soldiers too. Aren't you angry with me?

Thranduil: No. Don't worry about it. Believe me, my soldiers appreciate you laying down your life for them.

Fairy reader: Thank you for your understanding.

#thranduil x you #yandere thranduil x reader #yandere thranduil #thranduil x oc #yandere hobbit x reader #yandere hobbit #yandere the hobbit #yandere lord of the rings x reader #yandere lord of the rings #yandere silmarillion x reader #yandere silmarillion

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zwolfgames · 4 months

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Slight Yandere! Sauron x Childhood friend!reader

Requested:/

(Cuz... Armoured men. Can be seen as romantic or platonic.)

(Warnings: Gore, genocide, sickness, death.)

(3rd person POV)

"Sire. The one ring, it has been located, deep within the elven kigdom."

An orc servant spoke to Sauron, who was sitting on his throne in contempt.

"Retrieve it." Sauron ordered simply, waving a hand clad in sharp armour. The metal clinking together with each twitch of his fingers.

"The orc forces are unable to break the front lines, sire." The trembeling servant explains. The mosnter is obviously sweating with the heat of the blazing lava-waterfalls.

"... Is that so?" Sauron stands up, his metal armour scraping against itself as he descends from the platform of his throne.

He violently throws the orc into the lava pool beneath before storming out in rage.

The elves.... They had the ring, the one ring.

He needs it. It's his. Just like how middle earth would be his aswell.

And.... His long lost friend. If he had the ring, it would be easy to track them down.

So, he stormed out of the castle or Mordor, if it could even be called that. Barking orders at the remaining forces around him to ride with him towards the elven kigdom by dawn.

As quick as he tought of the plan, it got done.

His remaining orc forces joined the ones at the front line with burning torches and weapons utelizing fire.

This forest, the home of the elves, would burn.

The flames engulfed the old trees, the grass, the animals... and the elves.

They didn't know what was coming for them. Some may hide in the large rivers and lakes, but an escape from the suffocating smoke wouldn't come.

Sauron marched into the flames, his armour protecting his large form. His footsteps leaving prints in the ashes of a once powerfull and prosperous kigdom.

He was just in time to hear the screams of agony. To smell the burning of nature.... To see the scorched bodies.

He breathes in the scent of death and ashes. Stepping over the burning corpses of a species he couldn't care less about.

The orc army followed behind, making sure not to let anyone out alive.

Yet Sauron couldn'y care about survivors. He just wanted the one ring.

Simple as that.

So when he found an elf, still partially concious, he picked it up by its collar and glared trough the eyeholes in his intimidating helmet.

"The one ring, where is it?" He sneered at the poor elf.

"I-I won't tell you..." The elf coughed weakly. Staring at the destrucion of its home.

Sauron jammed his sharp fingers onto the elfs chest, twisting its skin around painfully.

The elf screams out in agony, its screams echoeing trough the burning forest, the deafening fire crackles keeping the sound from reaching far.

"I-It's... in the secret vault.." The elf whispers weakly, even such a high ranking creature wasn't able to stand such torture.

"And where is this 'secret' vault?" Sauron asks, his tone that of an impatient man. The elf had given up on live before it could answer. Sauron throws the being aside without any trace of care.

Sauron sighs heavily as this means he has to go find it himself. But for the one ring... he would.

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It wasn't that hard. With the forest burned down, it was easier to spot the usually overgrown cave, littered with crystals. He felt the presence of his precious ring in there.

Entering the cave alone, he makes quick work of the stone door, ignoring the carvings on it meant to aid in finding a way to open it as he just smashes the irritating obstacle.

And he's in.

What foolish elves to think a stone door would keep anything thats desparate enough out.

Sauron explores this 'secret vault' and stumbles upon multiple treassures he couldn't possibly give two flying shits about.

And then, at long last, the one ring. Beautifully layed out for him on a pedestal. It's like the elves wanted him to come get it himself.

He slowly reaches for the golden object, sliding it over his steel clad fingers cooly. He didn't have to put on a show like this... there was no-one else here... Yet, after decenia, he deserved it.

The moment he connected with the one ring, his superiour powers flowed back into him. He was unstopable now.

And... that meant middle earth would soon fall to him. Bow their pathetic heads. And you, you would be by his side.

As if a switch had been flipped, his next goal just popped into his dark head. Get Y/N.

That was one of the things he had vowed to do after losing his dear childhood friend such a long time ago.

Y/N had beeb seperated from him by his master, to cast more darkness in his heart, make him a better pupil. But now that his master was no longer, he coul take Y/N back. Wherever they were...

Who-ever took them... would pay.

He vowed to that.

Yet, why did he feel.. so close to that goal?

Like he's already done it?

It's so strange. It's like you're right next to him.

Wait a minute... Is he... going crazy?!

No, probaly not, he's always been crazy.

But he swore that he could feel your prensence in this very room.

Sauron looked around the vault, his hidden eyes scanning over the various elven treassures and artefacts. The vines casting a slightly green glow on the chamber.

He couldn't spot... anything that looked like you. I mean, these were all just objects....

Sauron walked closer, trying to tell where your presence was coming from.

He picked up some trinkets, looking each over before throwing it behind him carelessly. That is, untill he picked up what appears to be a crystall ball.

This had to be it. It just had to as it made him feel like he was holding you again.

Sauron peered into the crystal sphere. Eyeing the inside, tough not much but some blinding light was revealed.

"No, no. This is it. They sealed you, didn't they, dear?" He whispers to the magic object. Slowly holding it closer to his chest.

Sauron muses to himself as he walks out with the crystal ball in his hands. Who would have tought the elves would have both of his desired things in one room. What fools. Dead fools.

It doesn't take him long to find his troups, playing with dead bodies... Great.

They march back to Mordor, leaving the destroyed elven kingdom behind without a speck of remorse.

It would take them five days to get back, at this leisury pace... Sauron didn't mind, he had time now. He had the one ring.

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Sauron sat awake in his large tent. Holding the crystal ball.. It brought him immense comfort. Holding you... Sort of.

He wants this damm thing open. But not to be hasty... he doesn't want to end up killing you... That would be awfull.

So, Sauron sits awake at night, looking over the crystal prison, trying the way to properly open it, let you out.

He taps it with his metal clad fingers, blows on it. Chants spells. But nothing happens.

He gets an orc to licks it. Also doesn't work. Why would it.. thats silly.

Sauron notices a small crack in the crystal sphere..... Should he break it? Most of the time... thats how objects like this work. But what if this one was special? Who knows...?

But he's so desparate to see you. He hand't seen your smile in so long...

So he does it. He jabs his armoured thumb into the small crack to enlarge it. It began cracking more, a rip going trough the crystal ball. Eventually splitting it in two.

He pulled the two halves appart like people do with coconuts, a blinding light coming out of it.

The moment that he regained his vision, Sauron saw what he had waited eons for. You... So sweetly on the ground in front of him. You appeared to be sleeping.

Oh... and the elves seemed to have dressed you in some nice white clothes before they sealed you... Tradition, maybe?

He actually felt breathless for a moment. Gently picking you up in his steel arms. Being very carefull as to not harm even a hair on your body. Your so fragile looking body. he couldn't blame you, you had been sealed for a long, long time.

"Y/N.... my dear...." Sauron whipsers and brushes some hair out of your sleeping face. He brings his head towards yours for a forehead kiss before he remebers he has a permanent helmet on. Sauron sighs and holds you just a bit closer.

It was so fun when things went his way.

He held you there for hours, waiting for any signs of you awakening from your eon long slumber.

And finally, there it was, a flutter of your lashes, that beautifull (e/c) hue looking up at him.

Oh... and a weak scream. He was a bit concerened untill he realised you must not recognize him in the slightest. The armour was quite scary afterall.

"Shh, Y/N, it's me. Sauron. Remember?" He held your face in his cold metal hands. Trying to calm you down.

And ofcourse, just like he remembered, you put on that cute thinking face.

"Prove it." You spoke hoarsly. Throath dry like the Sahara desert after eons of being sealed away.

Sauron grabbed your hand and did the silly handshake you had made up back in your childhood.

He smiles behind the scary helmet as he sees your eyes soften at him. The warmth of you finally hugging him again after all these years was all he had wished for. He embraces you, wanting to bury his nose in your hair, yet he couldn't.

"You... came to get me..." You whispered as you held the man you've lost eons ago. You didn't recognize him.... But he had proven it. He was Sauron.

"Ofcourse I did, dear." Sauron whispered just as softly. If anyone saw this... they'd think he was a fraud. Being this soft with someone, having feelings. But it was you. You had been with him before he became cold and unfeeling, a monster.

The two of you stayed in a comfrotable hug untill the dawn broke trough the darkness of the sky. Signalling that they'd be venturing further to get back to Mordor.

"Y/N, darling.... I may have unsealed you a bit too early.... You're okay with riding on my horse with me, right?" Sauron asked softly, brushing a strand of your hair out of your eyes.

You nod, a bit surprised at what was even happening as you had been sealed for eons.

Sauron smiled at you, even if you couldn't see. Taking your fragile little hand in his metal claws to lead you out with him.

He leads you to his way too big horse. Hoisting up at you and glaring down any orc who looks at you funny. They think you're fresh meat....

Sauron wraps one of his metal arms around you to make sure you don't fall off of the horse, the other on the bridle.

You ride off. Sauron securely holding you against him as his giant horse runs ahead of the goblin army. He wants to get you home, as soon as possible.

Preferably... before you realised what he's become and all the things he's done.

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You eventually arrive at Mordor, sweating a bit from the vulcanic heat and the poor air condition. Sauron is worried, he hand't tought of that since he hand't been a normal mortal for eons.

But no matter, he has the ring, he'll find something to solve your issue.

"We're here, dear." Sauron helps you off of the horse, holding your hand like some disney prince.

He notices how wobbly you are on your legs so he supports your weight with his arm. He walks inside with you, into the wide doors of his 'castle'.

"Y/N, I welcome you back to my side." Sauron appears to be smiling behind the intimidating helmet. Leading you to a bedroom... Or well... a giant room with a bed.

It's darkly decorated. The same evil colours the rest of his castle has. But this room... was actually nicely decorated. Cozy and with everything you may need.

Due to you observing the decor, you didn't truly register the click of the heavy door you came in from...

"Y/N, sweetheart. You need to promise me... You'll stay right here. Okay?" Sauron speaks, now basically pressed against your back. His metal arms wrapping around your waist once more.

"... Okay?" You nod in uncertainity. Surely your friend had his reasons, like always.

Sauron pats your head, briefly showing you around the room before he instructed you to rest. The new dark ruler being out of the room in moments. He still had a lot to do. and for now, you were secure.

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His happily ever after didn't last long, however. He had middle earth almost taken over.. yes.

But you... were declining.

It wasn't noticable at first... You hid it from him.

He came by your room everyday, just to chat. He told you of what happned during your long period of being sealed... and he got to bask in your presence again. It was perfect.

That is, untill he caight sight of your new condition.

He was just telling you about the start of his dark reign when you started coughing. Violently so.

The dark ruler notices how you cough into your hands, a faint spatter of blood seeping trough the crevaces of you fingers. His face twists into a worried frown, taking your hands into his to look at the bloodied mess...

Along with some... Crystals?

Little, sharp shards of clear crystals, coloured with your blood lay there on your soft palms.

His face twits in shock. That.. isn't whats supposed to happen. Why is this happening.

"Y/N... Are you hurt?" Sauron asks as he cups your cheek with his free hand. Making sure he can look into your eyes for any signs of lies.

"N-No... I'm fine, really." You speak softly, a bit of blood still on your lips... between your teeth. Naturally, he doesn't believe that. You coughed up blood, for gods sake.

"Y/N... sweatheart. Don't lie. It won't help you. I'll get to the bottom of this, alright?" Sauron speaks lightly, not wishing to raise his voice when you look this fragile.

He looks at the crystal shards in his hands again, looking the sharp little pieces over. They remind him of your crystal ball of a prison.

The elves must have had something to do with this...

But... those were all dead. He was going to have to solve this on his own.

And fast. You were declining... On his watch. In his arms.

He couldn't lose you, not again. He couldn't lose one of the only things he still cared about.

"Lie down, you nedd rest." Sauron advised and gently nudged you towards your bed. Before you could lie to him about being fine again. He's seen you do that before. When you were kids...

Playing by the river.. you scraped your knee and didn't tell him untill it bled trough your pants. He should have seen the tear you blinked back. Seen trough that smile.

And just like back then, he had noticed you pain too late once again.

Sauron tucks you in, against your embarrasment and protests.

The dark ruler leaves your room and you could finally drop the smile.

You didn't want him to worry. He's already saved you... you didn't want to cause more trouble.

But you felt it. Inside you... the suffacting feeling. Something heavy was growing inside of you.

Occasionally, a shard broke off and you coighed it up. painfully tearing open your throath. It wasn't pleasant, but you could bite trough.

If only he hadn't seen.

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Not a month later, you were bedridden. Stuck under the soft covers as only Saurons most trusted servants tended to you.

Beautifull crystal shards grew on your (s/c) skin. Glittering in the light. Catching Saurons depressed gaze.

He was watching his childhood friend slowly die...

Slowly crystalize and dim out.

He wanted to murder those elves all over again.

They did this to you. sealed you away and cursed you. With such beautifull crystals. It's ironic how beautifull you looked while approaching the end of your mortal life.

And he couldn't do anything but be beside you for it all.

Holding your hand. Talking to you. Hearing your voice weaken each day. Yet you'd never drop that smile.

That dammned smile...

He couldn't stand how you were trying to cheer him up.

Trying to ease his grief even before your death.

He tried everything, potions, spells, medicines, rituals. None worked. Only an elf would have the cure. And he killed them all.

It's all his fault....

He repeats it over and over in his head as he holds your hand. Still breathing.. barely.

A week ago, you had fallen asleep, only to remain so, a coma.

One his doctors decided you'd never wake up from.

So he sat by your bed, day to night. He knew this was it, you were dying. Slowly... painfully... beautifully.

The crystal shards had grown over one of your eyes, like a twisted eyepatch. Making you look eternal.

Why couldn't they just go back to their childhood.

He should have never left you for the dark arts...

Look at you now.

Taking your last breath...

The last.

While he holds your hand.

Tears welling up in his eyes.

He shouldn't cry.

It's beneath him.

But... You're gone.

Forever.

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LOL, what did i just do?

I suppose i was feeling silly. RIP bestie of Sauron.

I got inspired by my character AI convo by the bot i made.

Tough that one didnt let me die, but ya know, emotion. link to that bot here: https://c.ai/c/lJhHpTBSSW7ipW6qUuV6DZqAaTwJXK5QrvghVSjw3uI

Have a nice day and do request stuff if ya want!

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#platonic yandere #yandere #sauron #lord of the rings #yandere x reader #sauron x reader #off plot #yandere sauron #plaronic yandere sauron

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aphroditelovesu · 8 months

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Can i request a love letter from Sauron (lotr)?! Love your blog!

Dear (Y/N),

From the moment I laid eyes on you, my precious one, my heart burned with a fiery passion that consumed my soul. I am Sauron, the Dark Lord, and it is you who dominate my thoughts, my desires, my entire life.

Every time I see your shining eyes, I am reminded of the fire that burns in my single eye, a fire that can only be compared to the heat of my love for you. Your smile is more radiant than the glow of the One Ring, and your voice is sweeter than any honey I've ever tasted.

I would do anything for you, my beloved. I would destroy entire kingdoms, subdue nations, and even face the Valar in your name. There are no limits to what I am willing to do to protect and possess you, my precious one.

I know that maybe my love is dangerous, that my devotion is dark and dangerous, but it's sincere. There is no one else in my heart but you. And even if you try to walk away from me, remember that my eye never stops watching, and I will always be waiting for you, ready to take you into my arms, no matter what.

Accept my love, (Y/N), and you'll never need to fear anything again. Together we can reign over all the kingdoms of Middle-Earth, and none will ever dare to separate us.

Yours sincerely,

Sauron.

#yandere lord of the rings #lord of the rings #lotr #yandere lotr #yandere sauron #yandere sauron x reader #yandere sauron love letter #sauron x reader #love letter #yandere love letter #and thank uuu #<3

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wxnheart · 10 months

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Oh my lord. The golden consort, slipping away from yandere Rarika, only to be found by Rennala? Spicy. Delicious. I love it. It's a disaster waiting to happen. Like watching a train with cut brakes hurling towards an oil tanker stuck on the rails.

Imagine yourself as the Golden Consort, smothered in love and disillusioned with the Golden Order, and you just want to... escape.

You want to escape those beautiful rays and by the Erdtree, the darkness looked so appealing before.

And after a few attempts, some thwarted by the attentiveness of your spouses, others thwarted because you chickened out at the last minute, you leave under the cover of night.

You go as far as your steed can take you before you seek refuge in the last place anyone would ever think to find you, finding yourself in the arms of a soul broken and changed. A soul who's lost so much... and will be damned if she loses you, too.

And then you meet Godfrey.

#elden ring #elden crack.#yandere rarika #eldensoulsborne #rennala queen of the full moon #godfrey the first elden lord #marika x reader x radagon #put a pin on this anon because when I finish these requests I'mma make a list about this.

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whitewitchqueen · 12 days

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Marika and Radagon inmediately sensing Reader's presence once they return to the world is so ominous in a way. They know you're back but I wonder if they know where exactly. I have always found Ranni to be such an interesting character too, the way she desperately doesn't want to become a puppet of the Greater Will and goes to a such long extent to break free from it and start her Age of Stars. That part of Malenia saying Miquella will be back soon and that he must be very happy that Reader has returned has a little kick to it 😭 I wonder if Malenia says this just to reassure Reader, while at the same time feeling guilty that she wasn't there to protect Miquella when he was taken away (and it just makes her even more overbearing, because she doesn't know where Miquella is and you're one of the few people she has left and doesn't want to repeat the same thing again - this might be wrong during the first part though, I've read that maybe it isn't that Malenia didn't know where Miquella was, but rather the fact she's been comatose after her fight agaisnt Radahn and woke up only when the player encounters her, so since she was slumbering there wasn't anything she could've done. It's just super unclear). Miquella within the coocoon is currently unconscious and unresponsive - but imagine that for a second, he's able to tell that Reader has returned too. You described Miquella as the most terrifying yandere in Elden Ring not because of greed or possession, but because of his unbridled love and that stuck to me.

I love Elden Ring so much :( Can't wait to see what the DLC brings us. THIS IS SO LONG TOO. I'M SORRY. I went a little crazy there!

Please don't feel bad for sending in long asks, I prefer them actually, it gives me more to work with.

Marika/Radagon don't know exactly where you are, but they know that you're In the lands between. I feel as though this has to do with the Erd Tree and how it spreads over all of the lands. And since they're connect to it, they can feel when something changes or shifts, at leasts that's how I interpret it.

My interpretation of Malenia is that she isn't aware that he brother is missing, which I feel makes her story a lot more tragic, however I get what you're saying, there are a lot of theories about Malenia and the whole game in general that make a lot of things super confusing. But either way, Malenia finally having something that makes her feel normal is so tragic, especially if you take into account how she really just wants her family back together. Imagine explaining to her that Miquella is gone and watching as she's incapable of crying because of the rot covering her eyes.

I also love your suggestion of Miquella also being able to tell that reader is back within the Lands Between even while in his cocoon. Like imagine Mogh finally thinking Miquella responded to him only for Miquella to call out for reader. I do think Miquella is one of the most terrifying yanderes because of how much he loves reader, even while comatose and trapped within Moghwyn Palace, he still longs for them.

Anyway keep sending in your ideas please!!

#elden ring #elden ring x reader #yandere elden ring #platonic yandere #soft yandere #yandere x reader #platonic yandere elden ring #elden ring godwyn #elden ring radagon #godfrey the first elden lord

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reverieparacosm · 7 months

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Could i perhaps request what it would be like to be in a relationship with the witch-king during his reign of Angmar? F!Reader please! (Also hello hope you are well!)

Headcanons what it would be like to be in a relationship with the Witch-King of Angmar

Witch-King of Angmar (Lord of the Rings) x F!Reader

Warnings: manipulative behavior, toxic relationship, possessive behaviors, worshipping

Note: Hiii! I am fine. :D I am happy that someone finally wants a Witch-King fanfic! There are not enough fanfics about him! :3

Living in Angmar, you would be surrounded by a desolate and barren landscape. The realm itself reflects the Witch-King's malevolent influence, adding to the overall sense of despair and hopelessness

You become a source of light and hope for the Witch-King

You see beyond his dark exterior and recognize the flicker of humanity that still resides within him. Your presence challenges his beliefs and makes him question his allegiance to Sauron

"You are mine, body and soul. No one else shall lay claim to what belongs to me."

His possessive and manipulative nature would drive him to do anything to have you and keep you away from others

You would be the first person to evoke unfamiliar emotions within him, and he would be determined not to let you slip away easily

The Witch-King has high expectations regarding your appearance in public. He will not tolerate you dressing like a slob, and he will react strongly if you challenge him on this matter

Prepare to be lavished with an extravagant amount of jewelry. The Witch-King will spare no expense in adorning you with opulent accessories

He would give you your own servants

His love language for him can be quality time together, although sometimes he can leave his comfort zone and be affectionate with physical contact

Despite the darkness that surrounds him, the Witch-King has an insatiable desire to make you happy

"In my arms, you shall find ecstasy that transcends the mortal realm. I will show you pleasures beyond your wildest imagination."

He may go to great lengths to fulfill your desires and shower you with extravagant gifts and grand gestures

He treats you like an absolute Queen

Living with the Witch-King would likely require you to isolate yourself from the outside world

Your relationship would need to be kept secret, and your interactions with others would be limited to ensure your safety and the preservation of the Witch-King's image

The halls of Angmar would be populated by monsters, serving as the Witch-King's loyal minions. These monsters would add to the sense of dread and foreboding within the realm

Being in a relationship with the Witch-King would expose you to constant fear and danger. His enemies would view you as a potential weakness to exploit, making you a target for their attacks

A deep sense of loyalty binds you to the Witch-King. Despite the challenges and dangers, you find yourself drawn to him, captivated by his enigmatic presence and the intensity of your connection

He is quite interested in what you like, and he is willing to learn things you like just for the fun of it

Occasionally, he may refer to you as his pet. However, it is crucial to note that anyone else who dares to use that term in reference to you will face a painful death

"My love for you is an eternal flame, burning brighter with each passing moment. No distance or obstacle can extinguish it."

Having the Witch-King as your protector ensures that no one with a functioning brain would dare to mess with you. The mere thought of crossing him fills people with unimaginable fear, and some individuals are even afraid to look in your direction due to the consequences they may face

He becomes fiercely protective of you, willing to defy Sauron's orders to keep you safe

Sauron would be jealous of the Witch-King's divided attention and suspicious of your influence on his most trusted servant. He would closely monitor your interactions, trying to discern any signs of disloyalty or betrayal

"I am the shadow that protects you, my love. With a single command, I can bring kingdoms to their knees and shape the world to our whims."

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