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The King's Lover

A love story between Elu Thingol, the Elvenking of Doriath and Oropher, a beautiful noble young elf.

Initium Novum (Series)

A new Alternate Universe Sci-Fi. The setting is in Space. See tags for characters. With Thorinduil, Russingon to name only 2 ships now available.

Read the 1st Part now on AO3!

𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐣𝐨𝐲

Pairing = Finarfin x reader

Genre = mature

General ratings = 18+ (explicit sexual content), fluff, smut

Content warnings = mentions of pregnancy & of birth, mentions of vomiting, oral sex (f!receiving), male masturbation

Reader’s gender = afab!reader, but no ‘explicit’ gender (the only pronoun used to describe reader is ‘you’)

Word count = 1.7k

Notes = yayyy! This is my first ever fanfic, so please be indulgent and leave constructive criticism! Also, melmë means ‘love’

The sun rays caress your skin gently, waking you up from your slumber. You crack open an eye, before smiling. You are cocooned in your bedsheets and you can feel your husband nuzzling his face in your back. You turn around and smile as you see Finarfin grin in his sleep, his sunny mane flowing like rivers of gold on his pillow.

It’s then that you lose your smile as you’re hit by a wave of nausea. You quickly get up and make a run for the bathroom, falling to your knees in front of the toilet.

“For Eru’s sake!” you murmur, a little angry that your morning was ruined by this. You start to vomit, sweating as your body works hard. You distantly hear your husband call out your name worriedly.

“Melmë, are you alright?” He asks, holding your hair back and stroking your back comfortingly.

You smile a little at your husband’s worry and because you’re finished vomiting. You look up at him after you wiped your mouth.

“I’m fine now, my love. It was just morning sickness!” You tell him, trying to ease his worry.

His shoulders relax and he smiles back at you, helping you get up and get to the sink so you could wash out the taste of bile from your mouth.

~~~

You were seated in your bed, head on Finarfin’s shoulder as he hand-fed you, despite your protests.

“My dear, I can feed myself just as well as you!”

“I know, honey, I know. I just want to do it. You deserve to be pampered!” He says, smiling brightly.

You roll your eyes while smiling. Finarfin had gotten even more dotting when your pregnancy started, almost letting you do nothing so that he could do everything. You had to fight him tooth and nail to be able to do certain things on your own, as he seemed dead set on spoiling you. It seemed to get even worse as time passed and as your belly bump grew.

“You know, my love, we could go take a walk in the gardens today. Have a picnic, just you and me..?”

You smiled at your husband, love overflowing your heart as you saw him bite his lip, as if you could refuse such a wonderful date idea. That was one of the things you adored about Finarfin. He never took you for granted and still made efforts to please you, long into your marriage.

“I’d love that, sweetheart!”

~~~

You were seated on a soft and smooth nap on the still damp grass, leaning against a tree. Your legs were stretched out in front of you and Finarfin used that to his advantage. His head was resting on your thighs and he was telling your very pregnant belly a silly story, claiming he was telling the little one so that he would stop kicking you.

“Onece upon a time, there was a very pretty golden bunny that adored carrots! He liked them so much, he ate all the carrots that existed! The bunny was then sad, because there were no carrots left to eat and he realised he was also lonely ; he had no friends. A majestic and beautiful swan then descended from the sky on day, calling out to the bunny. She told him ‘I will give you carrot seeds, bunny, but only if you promise to let your greed rest aside and share the carrots you grow to all the other animals that are starving!’ The bunny, having learned his lesson, accepted the deal. Later, when the carrots were finally ready to be eaten, he shared all of them with the other animals. There was a magnificent crow, a beautiful fox, an enchanting nightingale and a baby lion! No longer famished, all these animals thanked the bunny and promised him that they would come to his aid if he ever needed it. When they were about to go on their way, the bunny called out : ‘Wait!’ The animals turned around and looked at him, confused. The bunny shyly told them : ‘I would like to be your friend, if you would have me!’ The animals all looked at each other, unsure. This bunny was the reason they had starved! But in the end, they accepted. And so, the animals never went hungry again and the bunny wasn’t lonely anymore. The End.”

You giggled at Finarfin’s story, asking him with a raised brow :

“Where do you get your imagination, love?”

“Well, I have the most inspiring muse of all times!” He responded, winking at you.

You both laughed and spent the rest of the afternoon lazily lounging under that tree.

~~~

It was now night, and for someone who had such a lazy day, you were exhausted, to say the least. Finarfin was of course there to take care of you, murmuring terms of endearments to you. Finarfin started to massage you and you relaxed back into his hands. He then started humming a song you didn’t know and you smiled, appreciating his voice. That is, until your baby kicked you hard.

“Ouch! Oh, Eru! You’re going to be the death of me, little one!”

Finarfin chuckled and pressed a kiss to the nape of your neck. While you grumbled, faking being irritated with your baby, Finarfin started leaving gentle bites on your neck and ears. When he sucked upon a particularly sensitive spot, you moaned.

“Ahh, Arafinwë..!”

You yelped when you felt him pick you up and carry you bridal style to your shared bed. He put you down delicately on your back and you looked into his eyes, lust beginning to make heat spread in your body. Your husband took one of your hands in his and kissed your knuckles, while simultaneously disrobing you with the other. When you felt he was taking too long, you took matters into your own hands and finished undressing yourself and started to do the same to your love, who simply looked at you, adoration and devotion pouring out of his eyes and making you want to cry.

When you were both naked, you started to kiss him deeply, hearing and feeling him moan. You lost track of time as you made out with Finarfin, but your pussy was aching to be touched and filled. You pulled back from him and chuckled a little as his mouth followed yours. You looked into his eyes and he seemed to get the message, making you lay down on the bed excitedly. He kissed his way up your legs, passing a particularly long amount of time on the inside of your thighs. Your moans became impatient and louder, frustrated that he was so close but not where you wanted him to be!

You put a hand in his silky locks and pushed him closer to your cunt, practically desperate at this point to have any possible friction on your throbbing pussy. He went happily, moaning as he finally started to eat you out. He did so like a man starved, like your juices could make him a Vala, like this was what his purpose in life was. Your moans increased and they were the only sounds that could be heard, along with the obscene noises of Finarfin’s mouth on your pussy did. At one point, he started to rut into his hand, making him moan and grunt into your cunt, which gave you a delicious kind of pleasure. It wasn’t long before you came, chanting his name over and over, as he also spilled in his hand.

You both laid on the bed, sweaty and tired but feeling satisfied. You closed your eyes as you heard Finarfin get up and going to get a rag, shivering a little as the heat left your body, making you feel cold. You opened your eyes again as you heard Finarfin coming back, already cleaned, and starting to wipe you down with a wet and hot rag. You sighed contently and closed your eyes, Irmo’s calling becoming too insistent to resist. You vaguely heard your husband tell you to have good dreams before you fell asleep.

~~~

You woke up, feeling too hot and uncomfortable. You opened your eyes, moaning in despair as you saw the light of (telperion?) coming in through the curtains. You looked at the ceiling and suddenly tought. ‘Now’. You quickly put yourself in the foetus position as you felt an unbearably painful cramp take hold of your abdomen. You held your tummy as you cried out. This woke up your husband, who you tought called the healers in a strong and powerful voice, as you could mostly just hear your blood being pumped by your frantic heart. The healers arrived, and the rest was a painful and hazy blur, your mind seemingly hiding itself from the pain you felt.

You came back when you heard the first cries of your sweet baby and the healer telling you it was a baby boy that was healthy. The healer gently laid you small child in your awaiting arms, and you cooed at your baby.

“My small and perfect boy…” You realized as you said this that you were crying, Finarfin hugging you and kissing your cheek.

“What will his amilissë be, my love?” He gently asked you, like he was afraid of startling you.

You smiled adoringly, thinking back to the dream you had of the name of your child.

“His amilissë shall be Findaráto.”

Your husband smiled at you lovingly, before turning his eyes back to your child.

“Well hello, Findaráto.. I think your ataressë will be Ingoldo..”

Finarfin then looked back at you.

“What a beautiful name you chose for our son! He even inherited your beauty!”

You snorted, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

“He has your hair and your beautiful eyes, my dear.” You said, grinning.

“Well, he has your nose, your ears and your hands.”

“How could you know if he has my hands? His are so tiny!”

“I just know it, melmë. Call it father instinct!”

You snort again, smiling softly at your husband. Finarfin smiles back, before leaning in and kissing you on the lips, softly. He then looks down as your precious son yawns.

“Welcome to our family, Findaráto… our little bundle of joy.”

End notes = I know that in canon, Ingoldo is Finrod’s amilissë and Findaráto is ataressë, but I wanted to change it up, sooo I did. Also, ataressë means ‘father name’ and amilissë ‘mother name’.

Yearn and Ache

Pairing = Maglor x reader

Genre = Teen and up audiences

General ratings = angst, fluff, happy ending

Content warnings = some of this story takes place after the Oath, so Maglor is not well mentally. I don’t know if I can call it depression, but it comes close to it. There is also a very brief and implied (not explicit) mention of suicidal thoughts, so if you’re not comfortable reading that, please don’t. Your mental health is important <3

Reader’s gender = gn!reader (you/your are the only pronouns used for reader)

Word count = 4,3k

Notes = yayyy! Another fic done!! I’m actually really proud of this one! Here are the words you need to know before you start reading = melmë means ‘love’, aurë means ‘sunshine’ (in this context) and ataressë means ‘father name’

Maglor was lost. He had been for centuries now, or so he thought. He had no idea what year it was. He had no idea how many times he saw Arien go up in the sky and then leave her place for Tilion to take. His feet were calloused from years of walking on sand and his vocal cords were so damaged from his incessant singing, they ached all the time. His mind hurt all the time. Thoughts about the past hunted him every day and every night.

The ones that hurt the most were about you. Oh, how you had looked so hurt and so disappointed when he told you he had taken the oath. How horrified you had looked when you saw what he had done at Alqualondë. Tears in your eyes and hatred in your mouth, your words had hurt him more than being burned by the Silmaril.

He missed you. He missed you so much. He’d do just about anything to get to see you one last time. Even if you screamed at him that you loathed him. Even if you stabbed him repeatedly. Even if you did not acknowledge his existence. He didn’t care anymore, he only wanted to see you again. He wanted to apologize to you, beg you to forgive him for his sins and worship the ground you walked upon again.

Maglor let those thoughts fly away, for they hurt him more than words could describe. You were not the only one he missed. He missed his father. Oh, how he longed to see him again, sane and happy. He had loathed his father for dying and leaving him and his brothers alone, bound to an oath that would cause their demise. But hatred can only last so long before hurt takes its place. He wanted to be held like a child again and to listen to his father sing him lullabies to make him sleep.

Maglor sighed and let his tears fall. He deserved this. He deserved to suffer for all the pain he had caused. And yet, he found that he could not bear to think about what he had done and who he had lost.

Maedhros had been a shock to his core. He had not been healed yet from his father’s loss, and then he had lost his anchor. His big brother, Maitimo. The one who was always at his recitals with a smile on his face. The one who was just, and brave, and so, so full of life and love. The one who was the most worthy to be forgiven. Maedhros came back, of course, but not completely. Maglor would always, always be thankful to Fingon for bringing back his brother. Yet, Maedhros had lost a part of himself to the hands of Morgoth. It felt, most of the time, like a part of his fëa had been subdued, if not torn apart.

Caranthir had not been lost to them in one day. It took years, gradually, to lose him to anger and hatred. He had always been more solitary, so when he pulled away from them, they didn’t see anything wrong. Until it was too late. Caranthir was lost, lost, lost. Lost in his anger to the world. Lost in his hatred for Morgoth. Lost in his pain. Oh, how his pain was great. It was incomprehensible how Caranthir refused to get help, especially from his brothers. Maglor blamed himself. It was his duty to take care of his brothers, for even if it had always been Maedhros who took care of them, he was too weakened at the time.

Celegorm became wilder and lashed out more. He was lost in the past as much as any of them, except he didn’t come out of his memories and back to the present. He sounded so much like their father at the end… So much pain in his eyes and voice as he begged father to make it all better.. Maglor had not had the heart to tell him that Father was dead and that he was talking to him. Celegorm died, thinking his father held him in his arms, saying soothing words. Maglor had cried that day. He cried so much, Maedhros hugged him that night. They didn’t sleep.

Curufin’s fall into insanity had been the fastest and the one that hurt everyone. As soon as the day after he learned of Father’s death, he fell. Denial, denial, denial. That was what Curufin’s mind had been made of. Father wasn’t dead, he was waiting for them to save him. When asked where Father was, Curufin would lose himself in his mind and not come back for a long time. Celebrimbor was the one who kept Curufin anchored at least a little to the present. When he left, Curufin shattered. He was only the ghost of himself. One night, Curufin admitted to Maglor that he thought Celebrimbor hated him and that everything was his fault.

Maglor’s heart clenched as he thought back to the day he found Curufin’s dead body. He remembered thinking that his little brother, the one so sentimental he lashed out any time he was hurt, had died thinking his son loathed him.

The twins had died too young and Maglor did his damnest not to think about their respective death. So much innocence torn from them.. so much love engulfed by hate.. so much scars on their minds. They would never be the same. At least, Maglor thought that in death they would not be separated. At least he hoped. Surely Námo would not be so cruel? But Maglor knew the answer to that question and it wasn’t the one he liked.

Maglor sighed again and tried his best to stop thinking. Then his thoughts came back with a vengeance. He stood frozen, looking at an hallucination, for this couldn’t be real.

There, standing on the beach, was Elrond. Or at least, the hallucination looked like what Elrond would probably seem like as an adult. Elrond-hallucination started walking rapidly towards Maglor. He hugged him. Maglor didn’t bother hugging back, for when the hallucination went away, it would only hurt him more. He closed his eyes and tried not to think.

~~~

It had been a year since Elrond had found him. Maglor now understood that this was real. And if it was a dream and he was still on the beach, he didn’t want to wake up.

Maglor had met Elladan and Elrohir. They looked so much like Elrond and Elros, it made Maglor’s heart ache. They were very kind boys and spent much of their time with him.

Maglor had also seen Erestor again. At first, he couldn’t believe his eyes. One of his most devoted followers, standing here, in front of him. Then Erestor had hugged him while simultaneously insulting him and Maglor realized that Erestor was real. He couldn’t understand why Erestor seemed happy to see him. He had basically ruined his life. Why was he hugging him? Why was he not screaming at him to get out of his face?

Maglor later realized, after Erestor had insisted on talking to him everyday, that maybe, maybe, Erestor didn’t blame him.

When Maglor met Glorfindel again, they were both shocked. It had been a glacial meeting. Maglor didn’t blame Glorfindel for his reluctance to have a kinslayer in Imladris. It took Maglor by surprise when Glorfindel started hanging out with him. Maglor wasn’t very good company. He was in the healing ward all day, every day. He had lost way too much weight during his self-imposed exile and Elrond was relieved to see Maglor alive. It was almost impossible. Maglor almost wished he had died. Then again, Maglor couldn’t leave Elrond, even if he would be better off without him, because Elrond seemed happy to have Maglor around and making Elrond happy was the least Maglor could do.

Maglor and Glorfindel found themselves bonding about their shared pain of losing loved ones and of losing their innocence to the First Age.

~~~

When Elrond proposed to Maglor to go back to the undying lands, Maglor almost laughed in his face. He was healing slowly and sometimes found himself smiling slightly. However, it was impossible that the Valar would let Maglor go back to Valinor.

Maglor lost all his amusement of Elrond proposing such a thing, for he thought about you. He would never see you again. He would never see your smile, your eyes, your beautiful hair. He would never hear your excited voice telling him about your passion. He would never hear your laugh again. Never, never, never. You were lost to him and it was his fault. His fault. His fault. HIS FAULT.

He came back to the present when Elrond called his name worriedly. Maglor told him that it would be impossible for him to go back to Valinor. Elrond insisted that he wanted to try. Maglor relented. He was too tired to argue. Tired of his thoughts. Tired of waiting for something that would never happen. Tired of waiting to see the day he would see his brothers, father and you again. Yet, he wanted to think about the good moments with you.

When he went to sleep that night, he prayed for once in the longest time. He prayed to Eru to let him be selfish. He prayed that he could dream about you. About the happy moments. He prayed that he would wake up not feeling guilty about tarnishing you with his mind. He slept like a baby, but couldn’t remember what he had dreamt about when he woke up, only that it was a very pleasant dream.

~~~

One day, when Maglor felt good enough to walk, he went to the gardens. There, he met a very strange guest. He was so very little, Maglor first thought he was the child of some Dwarves. Then, as he looked closer, he saw that the strange being was old. He had white hair and wrinkles, and therefore could not be a child.

Approaching this little guest was probably one of the best decisions Maglor ever made. That day, Maglor made a friend.

Bilbo was a delight to have around. He was witty, funny and extremely kind. Maglor felt like he didn’t deserve his friendship and told Bilbo as much. The latter spent a good thirty minutes lecturing Maglor about making decisions for others and assuming they thought something without asking them. Maglor became very fond of Bilbo extremely fast.

~~~

As the day of the departure towards Valinor approached, Maglor thought much more about you. About your lips on his, about you letting him braid your hair, about fooling around together. He missed you. He yearned to see you again.

~~~

When Maglor met Gandalf, there was something extremely familiar about the wizard. Gandalf seemed amused and only kept talking to him. When Maglor realized that Gandalf was Olorín, he was shocked. What was he doing here, in Arda Marred? Maglor went to bed that night with less answers than questions. It seemed to amuse Olorín to be purposefully cryptic and mysterious. It annoyed and delighted Maglor. It had been a while since he had to think so critically to find out something. It reminded him of you.

Or, well, the riddles and play on words you’d tell each other as a game. He remembered that if you found out the good answer and what the play on the words was, he’d give you something. More often than not it was a kiss. You both laughed too much sometimes to even kiss properly. He missed you.

~~~

When the day to leave was finally here, he met Frodo, which was a very pleasant experience. Seeing Galadriel again and her husband (from Doriath, by Eru..) was not so pleasant. He spent a good hour listening to the both of them screaming at him and arguing with Elrond that ‘He cannot come with us to Valinor, he’s a kinslayer!’. When he tried to interrupt the conversation, Galadriel punched him. He didn’t blame her.

Surprisingly, the one to put an end to the debate was Bilbo. He calmly said that Maglor was going, because he was Bilbo’s friend, and Bilbo needed him to be there, for Valinor was surely going to be a very confusing place and Bilbo would need his very supportive (mentally and physically) friend to be there.

Maglor was very amused. Galadriel, not so much, for she would have to leave her husband behind for a few centuries, but be with her kinslayer cousin. Yet, she listened to Bilbo, for she had great respect and fondness for him and Frodo as well, who was of the same opinion.

~~~

Maglor found himself very grateful for Bilbo and Frodo’s friendship. They seemed completely unafraid to defend Maglor against any and all slander to his person. They (especially Bilbo) seemed to give absolutely no care that he was talking fairly rudely to Galadriel.

At first, it angered her that Bilbo would defend such a repulsive being, but in the end, she found it amusing that Maglor would never defend himself, but someone more than half his size would. Maglor was very surprised when she started teasing him, like when they were still young and innocent elflings in Valinor. He didn’t mind the change.

~~~

Maglor was very surprised that the trip to Valinor did not have any difficulties. He had expected to at least be taken by the waves from the boat. No such thing happened.

The more they approached Valinor, the more Maglor’s stomach twisted in on itself. He was nervous. Extremely so. He dreaded the moment he would set foot on land, only to find no one waiting for him, except for Námo. Surely he would be thrown into the Void.

Apparently, Bilbo heard him say something about that particular thought process and was affronted. He assured Maglor that Námo would have to pass over his dead body to do such a thing.

Maglor laughed. It was a bright and clear sound. His throat had healed much since the time he spent on the beach. He realized that while he was not happy, he was on his way there. He wondered if you would be proud of him for going from a shell of himself to whatever he was now. He promptly stopped smiling.

~~~

When Maglor set foot on Valinor, he was surprised to see all of his brothers. He also saw his mother and his father. He cried. He cried and cried and cried. In their arms. He felt safe and he felt at home. He got to introduce Elrond to his family and see them interact with each other.

He saw a woman with beautiful silver hair and recognized her from old portraits in his parents’ house. He met his grandmother that day. It was one of the most joyful moment of his whole life.

He learned that Maedhros and Fingon had gotten married (finally) and that Celebrimbor had come out of the halls to heal more in the gardens of Lórien. He and Curufin had started working together on a project again.

Caranthir was at peace and seemed much more relaxed than even before they left Valinor, which brought tears to Maglor’s eyes. Amrod and Amras acted like children, running around and screaming in joy, but no one said anything, for they deserved to enjoy small things after everything that had happened.

To see his family so happy warmed Maglor. It was also heartwarming to see them so happy to have him back.

~~~

Maglor felt good. He had met Celebrían and found out that together they had a very good chemistry. In fact, it was almost too easy to tease and embarrass Elrond when they teamed up. Elrond seemed mortified, but it was very amusing for all parties involved when Galadriel joined them. Celeborn (Galadriel’s husband, Maglor had learned) was still extremely unhappy to have Maglor near him. Maglor found that he didn’t mind the glares and suspicious looks thrown his way, for his son was here. On top of that, it seemed that Elladan and Elrohir had appointed themselves as his personal guards while he was close to Celeborn, for they would shield him from their grandfather, much to his amusement.

Erestor and Glorfindel seemed determined to annoy him to death, but he didn’t mind. In fact, he enjoyed their relentless teasing a lot, for it was a fun way to not think about you.. not that he’d ever admit it, of course. Learning that they were married was not a great surprise, but was a magnificent subject he could use to tease them.

Olórin was still as annoying as ever, but it was all in jest and made Maglor’s mood better, for what it was worth.

Maglor had seen Celebrimbor again and most of his cousins. He had been extremely surprised when Finrod had basically thrown himself in his arms. Apparently, he had no one to sing duets with and had been extremely lonely without Maglor around. Maglor was happy, if not astonished, to agree to sing with Finrod sometime.

Maglor met Gil-Galad, who was Fingon’s son and Maedhros’ adopted one. The last time he had seen Erenion, he had been but a babe, practically eating Maedhros’ hair. It was refreshing to see him, for he was all smiles and jokes.

Maglor was embarrassed to admit that he had cried when he had seen Fingon again. Maedhros, while amused, comforted his brother, while Fingon tried to cheer him up. They had eaten together and Maglor had been convinced to admit that he had cried because Fingon remade his brother. He made him happy, but most of all whole. Fingon had started crying too and Maedhros had sighed, exasperated.

~~~

Maglor had not seen you since the day he arrived in Valinor and found himself sad. Even if he knew he deserved it, even if he did not deserve you.

That day, he found himself asking his mother why no one was screaming at him when he walked in the streets of Tirion. Nerdanel explained that while no one had forgotten what happened, they were all forgiven. His father had properly apologized to every victim of the First Kinslaying and he and his brothers had done charity work for a few centuries. His mother also explained that his exile had been long and Elrond had advocated for him shortly after he arrived. His son had explained to Tirion that not even Morgoth had spent so much time alone as a punishment. It hadn’t taken long for people to feel for him and forgive him.

Maglor still didn’t feel worthy of such forgiveness. His father and his brothers had worked for forgiveness and he had only moped around for thousands of years. He went to bed feeling like trash.

~~~

Maglor spent most of his days with his brothers, cousins and son, but sometimes, he went to see Bilbo, Frodo and the wonderful new arrivants; Samwise and Gimli. Samwise was a joyful chap that never failed to bring a smile to Maglor’s face. Gimli was bombarded with questions from Fëanor, Curufin, Celebrimbor and Maedhros, much to Maglor’s amusement and Gimli’s delight. A budding friendship was developing between all of them and it was a beautiful sight to Maglor’s sore eyes.

They were wonderful company and were arguably the most wise in all Valinor. On top of Bilbo, Frodo and Samwise’s company, another amazing plus was their weird but extremely cozy and charming home. It had been constructed in the ground, kind of like a hole, and had a chimney and a round door. Bilbo had expressed the wish to have a Hobbit home in Valinor once and when prompted, had explained to Maglor how it looked like.

To express his gratitude and to thank Bilbo for all that he had done for him, Maglor had asked his father to build a Hobbit home. To say Fëanor had been delighted would be an understatement. With Curufin and Celebrimbor’s help, they designed a comfortable Hobbit home. They built it in record time, for they were all excited to build something new and foreign. Nerdanel had even insisted to give Bilbo and Frodo a gift for making her last missing son come home. She had sculpted a magnificent set of tea cups with mushrooms on them. Bilbo and Frodo had been delighted and thanked them by throwing a small feast for them.

(Celegorm had been laughed at for he had drunk too much and made a fool of himself, but that was a secret that no one would ever discover..if he kept his promise to Caranthir to wash his dirty dishes.)

One day, when he knocked on the round door of their Hobbit house, Maglor was pensive. He was still extremely sad that he had not seen you, but he was coming to accept that you were out of his life. It was probably better for you anyway. Maglor wondered if you had married someone else when he was gone. Did you have any children? Were you happy?

Maglor was startled out of his thoughts by the door opening. He was invited inside by a smiling Bilbo (whose smile was entirely too mischievous to be unsuspicious) and guided to the dining table. Maglor froze in his tracks at the view before him. There you sat, on a small chair inside a Hobbit house, looking even more beautiful than ever. Maglor almost didn’t register Bilbo saying he was going for a walk before leaving abruptly.

Your wonderfully pretty eyes looked at him. Him. He gaped like a total idiot at you. You seemed to take pity on him, for you were the first one to talk.

“Welcome home, Makalaurë.”

Your sweet voice was a delight to his ears. He looked at you, tears brimming in his eyes and sniffling a little. You got up and calmly walked towards him, before stopping.

“I-… (Y/N)..” he said, unintelligently.

“Yes…?” Your tone seemed to be teasing, yet he couldn’t understand why.

“What-…what are you doing here? I thought you hated me..?”

Your eyes visibly saddened and you made a hurt noise.

“No melmë, I could never hate you. I tried at first, and I hated the fact that I couldn’t help but love you, no matter what you had done. My anger rapidly fizzled out and I was left empty and aching, for I was so accustomed to your presence and love that without it, I was lost. I was a shell of myself, for you bring out the best in me, darling. I loved you then and I love you now, with no intention of ever stopping.”

Your words made Maglor’s tears fall down his cheeks and you made a mournful noise at the sight of them. You gently took his cheeks in your hands and wiped his tears away. His defenses were crumbling rapidly. He still thought you would be better off with someone else, even if he selfishly wanted you all for himself.

“I am broken beyond repair, aurë. You should not waste your beautiful self on me.” He said, the last word being accentuated by the disgust in his voice.

You frowned sadly and went to take his damaged hand in yours, kissing it reverently.

“I love you, melmë. I love all of you. The broken parts, the angry and sad ones, the ones that are joyful and playful, the ones full of resentment and hurt, the musical and socially pretty ones. I love you.”

You were the one who kissed him and Maglor found himself grateful for you. Grateful for all that you had done for him. Grateful for your love and patience.

~~~

Your wedding was full of emotions. At one point, Fëanor burst into tears, making Fingolfin shed a tear and in turn, everyone seeing the normally stoic Fingolfin cry, wailed out. It was kind of embarrassing for Maglor, seeing his side of the family weeping while yours looked faintly amused, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. It was seeing his father clinging to Míriel that made you laugh. In turn, Maglor laughed too and it was a wonderful experience to kiss you again while laughing.

~~~

Your son was born in a world full of love and happiness. Maglor had healed mentally and was proud of it, with reason. You named your son Elmaion; Son of a Miracle. Maglor gave him the ataressë Felminfinwë; Passionate Finwë. He was a joy. Especially to his grandparents, for Nerdanel almost immediately wanted to hold him, as did Fëanor. They fought often over whose turn it was to hold your son. Meanwhile, all of Maglor’s cousins (at least the ones who had forgiven him, which excluded Turgon, much to Finrod’s dismay. Finrod wanted to gush about Elmaion but couldn’t do it to Turgon for he was a ‘stick in the mud who couldn’t overcome his misplaced anger’) and brothers argued over who would be the best uncle or aunt (Maedhros and Fingon were currently winning, which was why Finrod wanted Turgon to meet the child, surely he could become one of the favorites if the child saw Turgon’s scowl).

Erestor and Glorfindel were appointed as The Babysitters, for Elmaion seemed to love Glorfindel, specifically his golden mane. Elrond was the healer that would take care of his baby brother if anything happened to him and Míriel was delighted to have another great-grandchild.

Bilbo asked for Maglor to remember him when he left, for he was the one who reunited you both, wasn’t he? The reminder that Bilbo would die one day hurt, but Maglor stayed in the present, for he wanted to enjoy Bilbo’s presence while he was still alive.

Life was full and Maglor had everything he could have ever wanted and more. Yes, the years where he was only yearning and aching were long behind him. He looked forward to the future instead of back in the past.

@theladyvanya

Sex with Fëanor (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Fëanor would be the most generous sexual partner ever

No matter your genitals, he’ll make sure you end up not being able to walk the next morning

Making you overstimulated, make love to you well into the night, so he’s sure you will be able to spend the morning in bed with him

Even if you don’t have a pussy, he clearly has a breeding kink

« Want me to fill you up, hm? Be a good boy/be good for me, Vanimelda. »

Tears of pleasure would run down your face and you would receive soooo many compliments

« So pretty, just for me »

« Come on, love, I know you can have one more »

« Tired, handsome? »

Hickeys everywhere, on your tights, your neck, your chest, etc.

I headcanon him as someone who loves to eat out their partner, whether it’s your pussy or your asshole, or even give you a blowjob

He just loves seeing your fucked out face, the noises you make and he lives for your praise

Tell him he only can make you feel like this, that he’s the most handsome elf to ever walk on Arda, he eats it up and rewards you for it

He also loves hearing you tell him you’re his, and his only

When he’s about to cum for the who-knows-how-many-times, he’ll say

« My love, my joy, my heart, mine, can I? » while panting in your neck

You only need to say « Yours, my love, you can! » and he’s cumming, balls deep into you

What is also wonderful, is after the mind blowing sex, he has the best aftercare

He kisses you, massages you, brings you a drink/food if you want some, cuddles you, tells you over and over how much he loves you, etc.

All in all, he’s one of the best elves you could ever have sex with

@Caliawen

Sex with Maedhros and Fingon (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Maedhros and Fingon are a duo not to be reckoned with

They love to team up and make you feel the heights of pleasure

Maedhros is the more ‘serious’ one : he asks feedback

« How do you feel, beautiful? Good? Hmm, perfect. »

« Is this okay? You want me to go faster? »

Fingon is a bit of a brat and he loves to tease

« Look at you, love. So desperate for our cocks »

« Your pussy’s/dick’s so wet! Do we arouse you that much? » he says, wearing a teasing grin.

They both love to dote on you and each other

They love seeing you between them, being a whimpering mess

Maedhros likes the size difference between the two of you, because even if you are an elf, there’s no way you’re as tall as him

It never fails to get him going

Fingon adores when you play with, grip or even pull his hair

It always makes him groan or moan and kiss you or Maedhros stupid

After sex, Fingon will cuddle you while Maedhros wipes down all three of you

Then he gets in bed and Fingon will beg him to tell you two a story, as you two find his voice extremely sexy

He always indulge you, an amused smile on his face

@Caliawen

Sex with Maglor (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Maglor is a pure and unabashed tease

You’ll feel the ghost of his lips trailing your body, his fingers leaving goosebumps everywhere with his featherlight touches

He waits until you beg him to touch you, to fuck you, before smirking and doing exactly what you asked

He lives for the sounds you make, whether it be moans, groans, whimpers, gasps, or others

« Come on lovely, let me hear that majestic voice of yours~ »

He is vocal too, as he thinks of both of your sounds mixed together as a magnificent song

He knows just where to touch you to have you cum in minutes with his musician hands

He plays with your body like he plays his harp, delicately but sure of himself

He’s fascinated by the faces you make when he enters your pussy or ass

He’ll have a hand on your dick or clit, humming as you cry out during your orgasm

He gets a little wild when chasing his own orgasm, snapping his hips a little harder, but always looking into your eyes, lovingly

In the aftermath, he’ll draw you both a bath and clean you up

When you’re both too tired, he cleans you up with a rag, leaving trails of butterfly kisses as he goes.

@Caliawen

Sex with Celegorm (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Celegorm has two methods of fucking that come about regularly

Rough and fast, or calm and lazy

During rough and fast, he’ll snap his hips fastly, making you cry out from pleasure as he plunges deep into your pussy/ass

He loves to bite at you and mark you up, not unlike an animal

He also grunts a lot, but doesn’t really talk

This type of fucking often comes when he’s pent up from a hunt, or got into an argument with a member of his family

Calm and lazy often comes when he’s feeling playful

You’ll both wake up and he’ll start leaving kisses all over your face

During this time, he loves to tickle you, make you laugh with a silly face, blow raspberries in your neck, ect.

He’ll never go faster during this type of fucking, as the point of it is to take things slow, to drag the pleasure out

No matter the type of fucking that is happening, he’ll always tell you he loves you before cumming

« Fuck, gorgeous! I love you -mmh-, so fucking much, you have -ah- no idea! »

After sex, he’ll wait a few minutes before going to search a rag to wipe down the both of you

Always makes sure you’re satisfied and doesn’t hesitate to walk around half naked to get you a drink/snack

Brings you close and falls asleep with you in his arms, being the small spoon

@Caliawen

Sex with Caranthir (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Caranthir likes being taken care of

Tell him how handsome he is, how good he makes you feel, how your love for him is all consuming, he loves it

Poor baby has some self-esteem issues, so hearing those compliments while being intimate boosts his confidence

He always keeps his hands on your hips, no matter the position

He likes the contact (and leverage) this gives him

Especially loves to watch you ride him, practically in a trance as he watches your tits/dick bounce up and down

Will hide his face in your neck if the compliments become too much, and cum right then and there

Likes fingering your pussy/asshole after coming, as he often does so before you can

« I’m going to be the one taking care of you now, alright melmë (love)? »

Basically worships you

Adores you and tells you so, encouraging you to cum as he works on your clit/dick with his mouth

Aftercare is top tier with him

He’ll almost bend himself over for your needs

You want a bath? He’s on it

You’re thirsty? Would you prefer water or wine?

You want a massage? He’s more than happy to give you one!

Ends up sleeping with his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat as your hand cards through his hair

@Caliawen

Sex with Curufin (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Curufin is a lot like his dad in this regard, only picks it up a notch on marking you as his

He of course asks you if you’re okay with it and when you respond by the affirmative, he takes his sweet time putting hickeys on you everywhere

Making sure there’s no inch of you that’s uncovered

He wants everyone to know when they look at you that you’re his

Absolutely lives for praise, but won’t ask for it

He does have some esteem issues, only because he feels as if he lives in the shadow of his father

So to have you tell him he’s the only one who can make you feel like this, that he’s the most beautiful elf you’ve ever seen, that you love him to death and back again, makes him hornier and more vocal

Likes being in charge, but once in a while will ask you if you want to be the more dominant role of the sex session

Loves seeing you wear jewelry he made for you

« That necklace suits you like a glove darling. Especially now, when you’re completely naked and under me. »

Afterwards, he cleans you both up and picks up a book to read, as he’s not really tired

He’ll read to you if you ask him, with a small smile on his face

Ends up looking at your face, admiring you, for the better part of the night, before falling asleep with his head in the juncture of your neck

@Caliawen

Sex with Finwë (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Finwë is the one who has the most experience, but only with women as he had two wives

If you have male genitals, he’ll happily listen to you as you explain to him how exactly to pleasure you

He’s a fast learner and soon, makes your legs tremble in pleasure

Whether you have male or female genitalia, he’ll always be the sweetest elf ever

Kissing your lips while smiling a little, looking into your eyes adoringly, praising you, ect.

« You’re doing so well for me, sweetheart. I love you. »

He always talks in a calm manner, while looking directly into your eyes, making you see the love he holds for you

He actually loves watching you masturbate

Whether it’s by fucking your pussy/ass hole on your fingers or pumping your dick, he’s always fascinated by what you’re doing

Will kiss you and touch you as you pleasure yourself, whispering to you what he wants to do to you after your first orgasm of the night

Kinda like his son (Fëanor), he can go at it for a reaaaally long time

You arouse him so damn much, that’s how

Aftercare is a lot of love and delicate touches

Will draw you a bath if you want one, or will hold one of your hands as he wipes you down

He lays gentle kisses on your shoulders as he cleans you

Afterwards, he loves to hold you into his arms and talk to you while looking at you

He falls asleep long after you, delicately tracing your face with his fingers

@Caliawen

Sex with Celebrimbor (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Celebrimbor is the most enthusiastic about giving you pleasure

He likes to have you close as you two fuck, just encaging you in his arms and breathing in your neck

He’s a total romantic, often putting candles all around the bedroom and flower petals on the bed

He loves to just kiss you everywhere and take things slow, but also likes it to take it fast

This type of fucking usually happens when he’s frustrated by a project that isn’t working ou or he’s excited he just finished a massive project

He actually quite likes being teased and being flustered

He basically worships you and your body, and absolutely adores when you fuck with your hands linked

He’s not very vocal on moans/groans, but he likes to compliment you and sometimes make you laugh with his cheesy lines too

« Is your father a thief? Because it seems he stole all the stars from the sky and put them into your eyes. »

He always looks proud of himself after making you laugh, having a charming grin on his face

He loves to cum inside your pussy/ass, his face scrunched up in pleasure, his jaw hanging open from his orgasm

He’ll lay gentle kisses all across your face, while taking the time to massage you a little and make sure you’re completely relaxed, before cleaning up the both of you with a wet rag

You both usually look outside the window, in eachother’s arms, as he continues to tell you corny pick up lines

« If you let me borrow a kiss, I promise I’ll give it right back. »

« Tyelpë! »

You both laugh until you fall asleep

@Caliawen

Sex with Fingolfin (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Fingolfin is someone who likes it a lot to be dominant, but respectfully

He always makes sure you’re okay with what he’d like to do beforehand and doesn’t hesitate to stop if you look uncomfortable or unsure of what you’re doing

He especially likes when you give him a blowjob, gently holding your head, but thrusting up in your mouth, while his other hand caresses your jaw and cheek

« So good for me, gorgeous. Can I -ah- cum inside your pretty little mouth, my love? »

When he’s cummed, he likes to have you ride his face. He eats your pussy/ass hole out like a man starved, grinding you down on his face so much, you think he wants you two to be attached there for the rest of eternity

If you express concern for how he’s breathing, he’ll simply respond calmly, while licking his lips

« What if this is the way I want to go, hmm? Eating out my beloved’s pussy/ass hole until they know nothing by my name? »

He’s so smooth, he always leaves you blushing with his comments and praises

He can go all night if you want to, but most often than not, you both stop so you can get some very well deserved sleep

He’ll clean you with a rag or draw you both a bath if you’re not too exhausted and brush your hair, while occasionally leaving kisses to the crown of your head

He likes to lay down with your head on his chest as you talk to him about your day, playing with his fingers

He’ll listen attentively and make comments here and there, until you fall asleep

As he feels you going into Irmo’s arms, he’ll whisper you goodnight

@Caliawen

Sex with Aredhel (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Aredhel is a gigantic tease that likes it when you cry and beg for your release

She’ll start by teasing you throughout the day, brushing your tits/dick with her hand, winking at you, sucking on her fingers suggestively, etc.

She always grins when she sees the effect she has on you

When you’re in the bedroom, she’ll take her time undressing herself, basically strip teasing

She will push you down on the bed, looking onto your face and smirking at your eagerness

Aredhel will slowly mouth at your chest, before making out with you and letting her hands roam all over your form

She will go down on you and eat your pussy out/give you a blowjob, but let your genitals be as she feels your orgasm coming

She will bat your hands away if you try to touch yourself, amused

« Aww, poor baby! Are you that desperate to cum, dear? Want me to help you, hmm? »

She’ll say that, grinning a little maniacly, as you both know she will repeat this cycle a few more times before she lets you come

If you have female genitalia, she’ll pump her fingers rapidly in your pussy, teasing your clit and kissing you stupid

If you have male genitalia, she’ll ride you like her life depends on it, also kissing you stupid

When you come, she makes you eat her out, which you do happily, and comes on your tongue

Aftercare is a lot of cuddles and drinks after being cleaned up

She’ll make sure you’re okay and then she hugs you to her chest, while talking animatedly about her last hunt until you fall asleep

@Caliawen

Sex with Turgon (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Turgon is a mix of shy and pent up energy

He blushes easily and is a little mortified at first, before relaxing little by little

He lets you take the reins, not quite sure what to do with himself

He likes to have you ride him slowly, watching his dick enter your pussy/ass hole, entranced

When your thighs are getting sore and tired, he’ll take the reins back, confident enough in his ability to make you feel good

He’ll take your hips in his hands and make you ride him, while thrusting up to match the pace he set

He likes to have you nip on his ears, each time you do that, he shudders and goes a bit faster

He likes to give you hickeys, but lives for when you give him those

He feels proud that you love him so much, you lay down a claim to him, make sure everyone knows he’s yours and yours only

He likes to cum in you, whether it’s in your lower region or your mouth

He’s kinda ashamed by how fast you can make him cum if you play with his nipples, but it makes him feel good, so he just moans and tries to forget his shame

He also likes to be fucked in the ass with your dick/a strap

The first time he came from his prostate, he passed out

When he came back to your worried face, he begs you to fuck him again this way, that it feels so good

« Please my love, I beg you, fuck me again, it felt so good! I want to feel like that again! »

Aftercare is really important for him and he cleans you both, the sheets, brings you snacks and drinks

He’ll curl up on you and lay his head in the crook of you neck, laying gentle kisses as you both doze off

@Caliawen

Sex with Finarfin (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Finarfin is an absolute sweetheart and is the most gentle elf eveeerr

He doesn’t mind you or him being in charge, he just wants you to feel good

If you’re on top of him, being the more dominant role and holding his wrists above his heads, he just looks at you with pure adoration, moaning unabashedly and tells you how good you feel

« Mirwa (precious), you -ahh- feel s-so goooood~ »

When he’s the one in charge and on top of you, it’s practically the same as when you’re in charge, except this time, you’re the one with his dick inside your pussy/ass hole

He loves kissing you gently but deeply while trusting deep inside of you, making you see stars

He prefers giving over receiving, but if you’re dead set on giving him a blowjob, he’s more than happy to let you do it

Has his head thrown back and his hands in your hair, hips giving little aborted thrusts, because he doesn’t want to make you choke and hurt you accidentally

Finarfin actually has a small breeding kink and likes cumming deep inside of you, no matter your genitalia

He’ll have a hand on your stomach as he cums, murmuring praises and talking about babies

« So good, you feel so good my love. You gon’ get pregnant with my baby, right-ahh? »

Aftercare is the absolute best with him

He’ll do anything you ask for

If you want a bath, you have it

If you want a drink, you have it

If you want him to brush your hair, he’s more than happy to do it

He loves to cuddle naked afterwards and just whisper to you about funny stories or anecdotes until you both fall asleep, a smile on your faces

@Caliawen

Sex with Finrod (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Finrod is a smug elf, as he knows how good he makes you feel

He always has this little smirk as he fingers you, like you’re a competition and he has won first place

He adores your chest, basically obsessed with it

He’ll gently tug on your nipples with his teeth, leave hickeys all over it, lick your nipples and chest all over, etc.

He absolutely lives for the noises you make

He has a major voice kink and isn’t ashamed about it at all

« Come on, honey. I know you can moan louder than that. »

He likes to randomly crack a joke out of nowhere when he’s inside you, as the reverbations of your laugh gives his dick a good amount of pleasure

He also loves telling you he loves you, over and over again, so much that he kinda sounds like he only knows those words

« I love you, I love you, I-ah fuck-love you! »

Finrod also likes fucking you in lingerie or his clothes

It just drives him mad with lust and is a foolproof way to rile him up

He likes to hug and kiss you while he cums, chanting your name over and over again

After sex, he’s practically boneless for a few minutes, before he decides you both need to clean up

He almost always clean you with a rag, as one time, he fell asleep in the bath while you were cleaning yourselves

He basically passes out as soon as his head hits the pillow

You often end up stroking his hair while humming as he smiles in his sleep and leans in your hand

@Caliawen

Sex with Glorfindel (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Glorfindel is a people pleaser and so likes when you tell him, shyly or confidently, what you’d like him to do to you

He likes to have you in a position where he can see your face, but doesn’t mind those where he can’t

He absolutely goes feral when you tug at his hair

If he’s eating you out/giving you a blowjob, he’ll moan obscenely and work his tongue faster than ever

If he’s inside you, he’ll snap his hips faster and stronger than before, fucking you like an animal in heat

He likes to fuck you against a wall, showing off his strenght

On top of that, he likes it because he can hit deeper inside of you, it’s a win-win situation!

He absolutely does not look away from your face during sex, no matter the position

He’s fascinated by the way you bite your lip, the tears of pleasure in your eyes, the way your blush darkens as time pass, the way your eyes close when his dick hits that spot inside you, etc.

He encourages you to be as loud as you want, smiling a charming smile everytime you listen to him

« Come on, melethel (darling, sweetheart), let everyone know that you’re mine just as I am yours… that’s it my love! »

Grins wolfishly each time he feels you’re about to come and goes faster and deeper, while applying pressure on your clit/dick

He likes to overstimulate you until your legs shake from pleasure and you can’t recall the number of times you’ve cummed

Whipes you both down with a wet rag and promises you he’ll draw you both a bath tomorrow morning (and Glorfindel always keeps his promises)

He kisses you and tickles you, while calling you ridiculous pet names that make you laugh

« The moon to my sun, cutie pie, muffin, sweet cheeks, boo boo love. »

He smiles into you skin while you laugh and when you calm down, you both lay down as he recalls stupid things he did years ago to see you smile

You both fall asleep, with your head in the juncture of his neck, inhaling his comforting and familiar scent.

@Caliawen

Sex with Ecthelion (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Ecthelion likes to have bath sex

After all, you won’t have to move to the bathroom afterwards to clean yourselves up, you’re already in the bathroom!

He takes care to put scented oils, bath salt and oil that’s good for your skin in the water

He likes to put glasses of wine or water near the bath, so you can relax before getting into it

He’ll help you into the bath and then give you a massage as you get off your chest your frustrations of the day

Your back is against his chest as you’re installed in between his legs

As he gives you a massage, he slowly starts to leave sensual kisses to your neck, lightly grazing his teeth against your skin from time to time

When you start to moan, he’ll slowly massage your chest, before going downwards towards your throbbing pussy/dick

He’ll masturbate you slowly, sensually, until you cum for the first time

After you’ve come back from your orgasm, he’ll turn you around and make out with you, until you beg him to get inside of you now

Ecthelion likes to lick you everywhere he can, he just loves the way you taste

« Darling, you taste divine. I wonder sometimes if you were sent by the Valar to make me delirious with lust. »

He fucks up into you and holds you close, moaning and groaning into your ear

He cums in you and lets out a long moan, his face blissed out in pleasure

After coming down from his orgasm, he kisses you sweetly while smiling, before washing you

If there’s other rounds, it happens on the bed, but if there aren’t, you both get in bed to cuddle

You just both silently stare at each other, smiling in delight and happiness, until your eyes are too heavy to keep them open

@Caliawen

Sex with Elrond (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Elrond is an elf that prefers it when you’re in charge

He has the stress of taking care of a whole valley and it’s inhabitants on his shoulder, so when it comes to sexy times, he likes to let go and let you take the reins

He likes when you trace his battle scars, as they’re a good type of sensitive

He’s down for a lot of things and is curious about what you’d like to try

He often likes having slow sex after a long day of stress, to finally relax

He likes giving you praise, but gets flustered when you praise him back

« You feel so good meleth nîn.. »

« I-.. thank you my love, but you’re not obligated to compliment me back.. »

Likes to tell you in unique and original ways that he loves you and would do anything for you

He also really likes it when you scratch his back in pleasure, it makes him kinda giddy to think that he’ll have the proof of your pleasure on his body

Rarely curses, but when you’ve teased him for a really long time and he’s about to orgasm -finally-, he does let out a few (that he’ll be ashamed of later -just because you make him go crazy with pleasure doesn’t mean he can’t stay polite-)

« Please, darling, let me fucking cum! »

Likes to hold you close after he came, panting in your neck as you coo into his ear

If you haven’t orgasmed yet, he’s more than happy to help you ride his tight, flexing the muscles in it so you have more friction

When you’re both satiated, he’ll wipe you down with a rag, whispering his thanks for how you took care of him

You’ll lay together, quietly making conversation sometimes, or just going directly to sleep at others

@Caliawen