I Havent Watched Rings Of Power Yet, But I Love This Fanfic.

I haven’t watched Rings of Power yet, but I love this fanfic. ❤️

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into darkness // halbrand, sauron.

summary: galadriel knows, and halbrand is running out of time. but he has one last card to play.

content warning: minors do not interact, gender neutral and female bodied reader, unprotected sex, creampie, choking, biting, corruption.

word count: 2k

All you can remember is his hand gripping your arm with a strength that had your entire body shivering, a few words whispered into your ear and his heavy footsteps leading you to the bedroom the elven king gifted him during his stay here in Eregion. You could have told him to stop: that his nails digging in your skin hurts, that he doesn’t have to walk that fast — but you didn’t. Torn between anxiety and excitement, you obediently followed the man you’ve ever had eyes for, not asking a single question.

Door locked, thick silence surrounded you both for a few seconds before he finally let go of your arm, cupping your face with his hands — Ridiculously big for a face as small as yours. They could crush you in a matter of seconds if he wanted to, strong and skilled, rough and crafted by the god — or the evil — himself.

‘You said you’d follow me wherever I go.’ Breaking the silence, he dares to ask, even if there is not a single trace of hesitation in his voice. He shouldn’t be asking questions he knows the answer to, yet, it doesn’t seem like he cares anymore.

‘I will,’ you whisper, blinded by both admiration and love for the man standing right in front of you. It was stupid, wasn’t it? To fall for someone you barely know. Someone you met a few weeks ago — Someone who seemed to care for that elf, anyone, but you. You had to beg to come with them, to let your dignity vanish in the air for a man who would barely look at you, as if you weren’t good enough for him. As if you didn’t exist in his world.

But now, things have changed. His eyes boring into your soul, his hands caressing your cheeks, the corner of his lips gently raised into the softest of smiles. A smile just for you, no one else, just for once. And your heart dropped as soon as his lips crashed on top of yours — a messy and filthy kiss where his teeth sank into your flesh, where his tongue invaded your mouth without warning and where his hand on your nape didn’t allow you to push him away. It’s all lips and teeth, a kiss so vile you can barely follow the rhythm, butterflies swirling around in your stomach and gifting you with a warmth you’ve never felt before.

‘I knew you would be the only one to understand me. I knew you’d be perfect.’ His words, sweet and poisonous, had your heart missing a beat. Your head is spinning, blood creeping up your cheeks as you slightly open your mouth, only for your words to flee, leaving you breathless.

‘Perfect… For what?’ You gather enough courage to ask, voice breaking halfway through your sentence, completely clueless. In the mean time, Halbrand led you to the bed, in the center of the room. With his hands on your shoulders, he only had to apply a slight pressure for you to sit on it, his tall right in front of you.

‘To be my queen.’ It made you feel stupid, how he said those words with such ease… Like it was such an obvious choice for him. His hands were already working on the buttons of your robe, getting rid of them one by one as you stand there, in utter shock. Eyes wide, throat dry, his words echo in your mind over and over again until you can process them.

Oblivious, it was a mistake from your part to see yourself as the queen of the Southlands. But that sounded so nice to ear, so nice to feel it roll on your tongue — Queen of the Southlands. What he has in mind is polar opposite, but why would he shatter your hopes and dreams when you look so pretty in your own disillusion?

In a ridiculously short amount of time, your body is fully exposed to him. And for a moment, Halbrand realizes there is still purity in this world, something he can’t wait to pull into the darkness of his own being. His eyes are everywhere all at once: Your swollen lips from the messy kisses you two shared, your pretty neck that begged to me marked.

You’re too stunned to help him undress himself, but your eyes wouldn’t miss a single second of that show he puts on for you. You didn’t even blink once, muttering a few incoherent words to yourself — Too drunk, too intoxicated to really understand what is going on.

Kneeling on the bed, the mattress sinks ever so slightly because of his weight, his tall figure now right in between your thighs. Seated on his heels, the palm of his hands gently creeps up your legs, stopping on your knees so they could spread you wide open just for him. It feels like your lungs are on fire, unable to keep the air they’re so desperately longing for as his eyes fall on your gorgeous face once again.

The tip of his cock prods at your entrance, pulling the softest gasp out of your parted lips — He wants more. He needs more of it. And it takes all of his damn strength not to ruin you on the spot, not to wreck your body until there’s nothing but blood and bones left.

‘I’ll be gentle, I promise.’ An other lie, enough to soothe your fear. The soft kisses he left on your ankle are delicate, almost too gentle to feel real and sincere. But in the mindset you’re in, the red flags are way too far to be seen. Why the sudden change of allegiance? Why does he suddenly care so much about you? Why you, and not an other? So many rational questions you forgot to ask yourself. So many answers that could have saved your soul.

Slowly, his hips move forward, guiding his cock with his right hand to fill you all nicely. It stings and it hurts, it has your body shaking and your eyes rolling at the back of your skull, fingers tightly gripping the sheets beneath you for leverage. Eyes fluttered shut, you can only sob when he finally bottoms out, the feeling of being so full, overwhelming. Halbrand leans forward, his lips finding your closed eyelids only for them to kiss the thin layer of skin. He hasn’t moved yet, waiting for your body to relax to finally ruin you. He’s patient, and waiting a few more seconds won’t be the death of him, after centuries of standing in the shadow.

‘Look at me.’ He mutters, his hand gripping your hip and keeping you in place when you tried to move underneath him. His hold is strong, so strong it pins you down and you’re unable to move anymore. So you do as you’re told, weakly opening your eyes, met with a blurry vision of the man you’re bonded to.

With a simple nod of your face, he knows. Rocking his hips against yours, his face soon disappears in the crook of your neck, a fight of lips, tongue and teeth biting, sucking and licking hot flesh of yours. His cock drags against your gummy walls, only the tip of it still inside before he thrusts back in, rough and fast. It steals the air off your lungs, moans shamelessly tumbling out of your mouth, a whisper of his name and a few meaningless babbles.

Legs wrapped around his hips and fingers messily gripping a fistful of his hair, you let him murder that innocence you’ve been keeping with you for so long, replaced by a darkness you can’t even see yet.

‘Say you’ll be mine forever. Say it.’ He spits, bitterness in his voice as he gets back on his knees, your bare body on full display for his filthy eyes. His right hand wrapped around your throat like the most glorious collar you’ll ever wear, he’s applying enough pressure for you to gasp out loud, obstructing your windpipes until you can no longer breathe. Your hands hopelessly find his, eyes watering from the pressure as his thrusts become more and more erratic, bringing you closer to your downfall. And you clench around him, so vile it has him grunting from the sudden tightness.

‘I will— I swear I will,’ you cry, strangled sob leaving your lips as his hand finally lets go of your throat, heading south and gripping your breast.

‘You’ll rule middle earth with me, and you’ll never escape from me. If you ever try, I will burn that sweet village of yours down.’ Those eyes of him, darkened by desire and hatred, are nothing but the gates of hell. His scorching touch a mere taste of what is yet to come. But you nod, pathetically, almost way too fast. Fat tears falling down your cheeks, he relishes in the way you’re slowly breaking down, not even bothering to fight anymore.

And when his cock bumps against that particular spot, you’re done for — And you’ve never experienced something as devastating, as beautiful and as ravaging — It feels like a wildfire is spreading through your entire body, like you’re sent to a foreign world and for a moment, you can’t hear, see or feel anymore. A silent cry leaves your throat as your back arches painfully, the grasp he has on your hips so strong and cruel it will leave bruises and scratches for days. All you know is his name, and witnessing your own fall was something he never thought would happen so soon — so easily.

His hips stutter, then come to a full stop when he finally releases his fluid inside you, painting your walls white and soiling your insides in a low grunt. The pleasure he has felt had nothing to do with the one of the flesh — It was the one of corrupting such a pure and angelic soul, turning it into something dark and malevolent. Something fitting his twisted fantasies.

A queen of the darkness, of pain and nightmares. Anything but holy. Leaning forward, his forehead against yours, an evil smirk pulls the corner of his lips up — a grin that sent shivers down your spine, that made you feel so uncomfortable you wish you could have run away from here, as far as possible.

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I am a Capricorn!!

Capricorn Astrological Observations

Fun fact; I used to really hate Capricorns.

Capricorn Moon’s annoy me in a good way; cap moons try so hard to not let their guard down, not show too many feelings or emotions or their past; but then just once that wall will falter; either by drinking alcohol or trust and they’ll regret it; they’ll act like nothing happened afterwards and you’ll be like what? Then they’ll bring it back up randomly years later.

Capricorn sun’s are the biggest players at times. I’ve met a tonne of Capricorn sons that will have like a girlfriend one day and they’ll break up and then like the next week they’ll have like a new girlfriend and I’m like trying to process.

Also, Capricorn suns are not afraid to talk about taboo stuff. Example, I knew two Capricorn suns who constantly brought up sexual stuff and like things that are considered taboo and I was like what. I was actually really impressed but they are not afraid to talk about weird taboo stuff and they act so serious as well like it’s not as taboo as it is. 

Capricorn moons can be super emotional. Like I hate when people just say Capricorns are so hard or they have no emotion’s they are the most emotional sign I have met along with cancer.  either that, or they play around and act like they do not have emotions and it’s all a game but that’s if they’re immature.

Capricorn suns are the most hilarious and sarcastic people I have met. They have a dry sense of humour and a dark sense of humour. They really know how to talk, like the only Zodiac sign besides Capricorn that really knows how to talk and isnt like a dry texter is Pisces but they are amazing talkers. 

A Capricorn chiron have this thing where they feel unappreciated in all aspects of life, example, two people will be doing the same task and they have the same skills and smart yet Capricorn chirons do not get congratulated like the other person. Also they may not be recognised or congratulated by family members and feel that their family members put on a fake congratulations. Capricorn chirons also might feel like the unappreciated sibling and that they’re no good compared to the sibling. Example, I know this person that constantly strives to be perfect and the best in their studies and in their workplace yet when they come to tell their parents they feel like their parents are faking it and are unappreciative of them,  because they won’t boast about them to other people or other family members instead they will talk about the sibling more and say they have a smart sibling and how the sibling did this and the Capricorn Chiron will feel like they have to speak for themselves and all they wanna do is be recognised for their hard work and the effort they put into everything.

Mercury in Capricorn. These people are the quiet communicators. They can’t socially keep up with conversations with people whom they are uncomfortable with or do not know well. They can talk great with introductions and teachers or they could be really reserved and shy and just say really short answers but I have tried to talk to majority of Capricorn Mercurys and it just feel really really awkward and that I’m the one doing the communication. On the other hand you could have a really good communicator with this planetary aspect that strive to have a good communication skills because Capricorn especially with Saturn ruler limits this. But Capricorn Mercurys can be extremely communicative with their friends; they talk like there is no tomorrow.

I’m noticed people with Capricorn risings take on more masculine styles or traits. Otherwise they are extremely neutral or cautious with the way they present themselves to the public. Capricorn rising are also funny and can pretend to be someone they are not in order for a movie or to play a role to achieve something. They are extremely smart and usually plan out things that they need to do, example, be more people pleasing to to obtain a raise from a boss. I’ve seen a lot of Capricorn rising celebrities play in comedy movies and they are really good at it; also they’re extremely versatile but usually stick to one role or one genre.

Also, I want saw a post, again I do not remember the post creator, but, it said that any Capricorn placement are usually backed up by Saturn [Especially in the big six], and if anyone does any wrong doings by them they will get karma: this also goes for the Capricorn individual. 

12th house in Capricorn can make an individual feel like although they put so much hard work into something they do not achieve the reward they deserve this is because Saturn is constantly constricting the individual. They may feel like the universe or the world is out to get them because of the unseen realm. They may feel alone and that no one is really looking over them especially from high above. However, if Saturn is highly dominant in the individuals chart or highly aspected this will make the individual feel like they are being backed up by the world and they are secure and they are getting the rewards they need and want and desire, this is the opposite if Saturn is negatively aspected. 

Also, Capricorn in the 12 house may feel like they need to be responsible for people and others and that they aren’t allowed to have fun or they need to grow up quickly. 

I feel like Capricorn Venus’ are actually style breakers, they aren’t those conservative, practical, pragmatic people; for example Miley Cyrus is constantly wearing shorter clothes [no hate to her; good on her] but it’s completely polar opposite to what they are known for. I feel like they break those constrictive norms and maybe as a child; when they were younger, they used to have the pragmatic and practical approach and maybe they still do, some Capricorn venus’ do, however, as they grow older they may change their approach to a more sensual one and awaken their deeper feminine being and masculine being because they are extremely sensual. 

Also, Capricorn Venus either are considered very beautiful or a sex symbol or they have drama relating to their life. They also could have like a really quiet life and are not really known by the public or by others and no one knows what’s going on in their life and then something will happen they would draw people‘s attention to their life and maybe people will forget after that but also not. Example,  Johnny Depp‘s ex-wife Vanessa Paradis, I had no idea who this woman was, until Johnny Depp got into some controversy and she had to speak out.

I feel like Capricorn moons are the best communicators out of all of the Capricorn placements, followed by a Capricorn suns.

Capricorn Venus’ probably crave a lot of love yet they do not want to show that on the surface and they constantly have to redirect themselves to something else other than love but they love love. They want to feel valid and appreciated by their spouses or partners. 

Also, ive noticed with Capricorn moon’s, that if they are somewhere in public; maybe a singer they will definitely have a song that is about work.

Capricorn suns have that don’t F with me face that kind of freaks me out and makes me not want to go near them. 

Capricorn rising‘s age backwards and are probably considered more mature for their age at a young age and people say that a lot to their face. 

Capricorn Mars are really resistance and resilient and constantly chase after their goals and will not stop until they get what they want or until they feel like they’re done or they’ve done it all, and are sick of it, which is unlikely. They are, so I think, maniacs in bed and have the endurance of a bull. They will constantly pursue you if they want you and will strive to make you feel good in bed and might be the type of person to go rounds and like sneak little cheeky comments to you while doing a position that is uncomfortable or new to you.

I feel like majority of Capricorn placements have daddy issues or majority of their dads are absent in some sort of way.  Literally, every Capricorn sun, moon have some sort of like daddy issues or daddy absence. 

Although, Capricorn moons may have issues with their mum. I actually feel like they have more issues with their dad and feel like they are not appreciated by their dads; they feel like a disappointment to their father this could go for the mother as well its just what I found out. 

Also, Cap sun’s have some how in relationships have gotten some trust issues or have attracted a lot of toxic partners and partners that are like karmic, at a young age. Also, Capricorn suns I feel don’t care to be like by the family or your family, if they only see you, you are all that matters to them and they don’t care whether your mother is watching or your father is watching, they are respectful of course yet they will defend you if family members oppose you. 

If Capricorn placements, especially risings attempt to break a rule, a law; they will be found out and charged or get in trouble. Saturn bby.

You can always tell when someone is a Capricorn or a Capricorn placement; it’s just how they look; a vibe. 

Every Capricorn placement I’ve met a super freaky; no doubt. Also very forward and soo observant.

Capricorns are sometimes liars and some can be so blindsided by themselves that they forget about the people around them and can be super judgy and categorise people into social groups or places.

Capricorn females especially, sun’s can be super jealous and think the world revolves around them and don’t care if other people see them especially when they are enraged.

Cap’s can be huge loners or real popular no in between. Also introverted introverted or introverted extroverted.

Have high standards and morals. Need someone as good as them or to their standard; not someone better because they’ll feel weird and the need to push themselves more.

Also, I don’t think Capricorns are given as much credit for this, but, they are amazing spies and investigators and are really good at reading people and observing people; especially suns and moons. 

Also, Capricorns are similar to Scorpios in which they are entranced by psychology and dark things and can get obsessive with some things.  That’s why they’re really good at reading people.

Capricorn’s are really smart in a subject or range of things. Street smart and school. Either puts in effort or not at all, or in subjects they like.

Cap’s never look worried at all, sort of like Aqua’s.

Also, Cap’s always have weird stories or sh!t that has happened to them that doesn’t sound real.



Let me know if this resonated with you and leave a comment if I got anything wrong so I can work on my skills and become the best of my abilities!! This is just what I observed with the Cap’s in my life and that I’ve met. Xx Enjoy!! 😝🥳😘💚✅

Halbrand stories are something.

thorn and blood // halbrand, sauron.

summary: the veil has been lifted. the man you loved ever so dearly and the evil you feared are one, shattering your heart in millions of pieces. two options have to be considered: leaving your people to follow the person that deceived you yet makes you feel alive, or staying behind. but when sauron is met with nothing but disappointment, things take an unexpected turn.

content warning: minors do not interact, female bodied reader, blood, mentions of death and trauma, manipulation, dubcon, p in v, biting, sauron deserves his own trigger warning.

word count: 2k

It’s sick and twisted. Lost paradise surrounded by darkness where hope and light vanished long ago. You can’t remember if what you see is real or not, you can’t even think rationally, emotionally drained. Saying no to him was a mistake, and you should have known better — You begged him to stop, a thousand times; at the sight of your lost ones, at the thoughts of them blaming you for their deaths. He was in your head, and nothing could have changed his will — Nothing, but a yes. A king needs his queen, and if you’re not able to give it to him willingly, then he will take it from you, one way or an other. It felt like tides were washing over you again and again, drowning you more and more every time without killing you still.

Tears and blood stained your cheeks, the sounds of your desperate cries music to his ears as he watched you kneel in front of him, clinging to his left leg and asking for forgiveness. You, who fought against the most powerful enemies, now reduced to a weakened soul, a brittle flame on the verge of dying. How many hours? How many days? It felt like months, years of torture. Yet, it took very few minutes to the dark lord to ruin your mind.

One knee on the ground, now face to face, he cupped your chin with his hand — a gentle touch that had you forgetting, for a second, your own downfall —, pushing back a few stray strands of hair behind your ear. The sight of your empty eyes, the pain and despair adorning your face, the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen in this world.

‘I’ll make you a queen— my queen. And all should bow at the sight of you’, his words taste like poison, breath fanning over your ear. Surrounded by chaos, flames engulfing earth, trees and skies, the stars are now long gone in the place he created for you with the strength of his twisted mind.

You can’t remember anything — How you got undressed, how he had you on his laps, seated on a throne you could barely see. But you weren’t wearing nothing — the crown made of thorns and twigs, sitting rightfully on top of your head, was the only attire you’ll ever need from now on. A faint gasp fell off your mouth when his cock parted your lips, pushing inside you with such ease you could have felt embarrassed if your mind wasn’t so clouded, still filled with the traumatic experiences you’ve been through. And it was so wrong, to feel at peace when you felt him bottoming out. You hated yourself for resting the back of your head on his toned shoulder, letting him do whatever he wanted with your sore body.

With your back flat against his chest and his arms keeping your legs wide open, forearms right under the fold of your knees, you were nothing but a puppet begging to be touched, to be filled by the man you oh so love and hate at the same time. Weren’t you the perfect prey? So pretty, so naive. So strong and feared by many. A perfect fit for the dark path he picked for you, a glorious toy for his own collection. An other slave willing to do anything just to please him.

Halbrand — that’s how you used to call him — started rocking his hips, back and forth, so painfully slow yet deep you had to arch your back to feel less full. But wasn’t it something that had to be done, in order to be his for an eternity of suffering? To be claimed, to be filled by him. His eyes would never leave your face, torn between pleasure and hatred.

Those eyes you couldn’t even see — thankfully. Anything but human, diving into darkness, red hue burning in the flames of hell. The whispers falling into your ear felt unfamiliar, foreign. A language as dark as the tongue spitting it out. A language that, in other circumstances, would have the hairs on your arms standing up in horror. But right now, in this very time and place, it had your eyes rolling at the back of your skull, right hand holding to his forearm for dear life. A pretty little thing, wrecked and corrupted.

Every time the tip of his cock would bump against that particular sweet spot of yours, your entire body would melt — Legs trembling, walls clamping down on him like a vice, a waterfall of tired moans falling off your mouth. It felt so wrong and so good at the same time, to stop fighting, to give up. To let your weapons fall on the filthy ground. It was nothing like someone could expect; slow and intimate, almost too sweet to be true; breaking his precious toy too fast would be way too easy, and the reward of witnessing you falling apart ever so slowly was a delightful thought, almost enough for him to cum on the spot.

‘Tell me you’ll be my queen— say it. Say you’ll rule middle earth with me.’ A soft kiss on the shell of your ear, one of his arm letting your leg go, just for his hand to travel south, nails of his —or were they claws, now?— scratching the skin of your belly, leaving a trail of scars and cuts, until his slender fingers found your aching clit.

‘I will,’ you sob, a pathetic little sound that had his lips twitching. Damn him, he even laughed at your face, and if you weren’t as lost as you were, you would have noticed. There was no hesitation in your voice, eyes struggling to stay open as heavy lids threaten to hide the burning world from you. And because you were so sweet, because you were so kind, a reward you should get. A particularly deep thrust, followed by the feeling of his middle finger rubbing your swollen bundle of nerves in slow circular motions. It has your head spinning and your entire body shaking, waves of electricity creeping up your body and fogging your cursed mind.

‘You’re mine, forever. And you’ll never escape from me.’ His teeth sink in the flesh of your shoulder, scarlet droplets falling down your arm and back, pulling the prettiest cry off your throat. A pain that had your walls clenching, fluttering around his cock as his thrusts became stronger and faster. And if it wasn’t for his arm holding you tight against him, you’d have fallen to your knees already, way too gone to steady yourself. Last strings of sanity vanishing in the air, you tipped off the edge, a firework exploding in your belly. Patches of color dance across your vision, a plethora of his name falling off your tongue like a deadly chant as you reach your high.

He lets you in your own fantasy, calling him with his made-up name, the one he won’t let you use anymore after this. He has this image of you imprinted in his mind; lost in the pleasure he’s given you, blood and dirt painted all over your body, too lost to think rationally, too scared to realize that you’ve made a pact with the devil. There’s a groan threatening to escape from his lips, too delighted by the beautiful sight of you, by your small hands gripping his — eager for his touch.

He gives it to you, the illusion of being loved, the dream of living a long and happy life with the one you’ve chosen. In one swift motion, his cock slowly leaves your warmth, bringing with it a feeling of loneliness and emptiness you’ve experienced way too many times. You could feel them, the tears creeping up your eyes, sitting so prettily on your lower lash line.

‘Sleep. Our travel will be long,’ the tears didn’t fall, but they are still there, eased by his stabbing words, for now. Exhausted, you can barely lift your head up to look at him one more time before falling head first into darkness. He’s just like he used to be — The same angel face, the same beautiful eyes. What if he changed? Foolish thoughts. But you can’t help but hold onto that hope.

Even in his most gentle moves, there’s a form of cruelty, of violence that no one could really explain. Lifting your wounded body with ease, he carries you in his arms, hiding your naked figure with a cape that barely hides anything from the world. Sauron isn’t one to care. Sauron is one to receive without asking, to get what he wants without a fight. And if he can’t love you, then you’ll take anything he could give you — Even if it means being enslaved. Even if it means losing the tiny shards of dignity you have left, as long as he sees you.

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Callan Mulvey in Mystery Road series 2 as Simon aka Declan James. Part 1/2

Another good story. Again, please like the original post by the author.

Light In The Shadows

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pairing: halbrand/sauron x fem!reader  

summary: you needed to do something before the darkness fully consumed you too, you only wished things could have turned out differently

warnings: heavy angst, slight allusions to sex, canon-typical violence, mentions of blood, major character death, toxic relationship, heartache, no happy endings here

word count: 706

this can be read as a stand-alone but i highly recommend reading part 1 first

a/n: i might make an alternate ending to this fic because this is really dark lmao so keep an eye out for that

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You were becoming what you swore you would not.

Years by his side in his dark realm had proven one thing and one thing only, there was no saving him. His delusions about saving Middle Earth were too strong, stronger than even his feelings for you.

Every second you spent beside him you felt the darkness trying to take a hold of you. Your heart was darkening, your lust for power growing as each day passed by.

But you still loved him. Despite it all.

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