#male elf

[feyspeaker]

more than a blep, more than a mlem (commission for @/Villanite on birdsite)

#monsterboy #alien #tongue #elf #male elf #male alien #portrait #fangs

[liches-covered-in-lich]

Haven’t drawn in my iPad properly in. Ages. . .

But I decided to take a gander at Erandur! Such a sweet guy

#tes #Skyrim #erandur #the elder scrolls #dunmer #elf #male elf #elder scrolls #lichen art

[running-with-kn1ves]

Soooo since you asked for comfy requests, my comfort character of yours is Cirdan, and I would love covering his scars with little kisses and telling him how handsome he is cause I know dude has to be insecure about that and he would combust on spot

I know its cliché but I enjoy simple pleasures

A/N: Naur I love the little(big) elf guy and the softness of this idea. I wish I did it more detailed justice but here's my drabble take. UGHH I LOVEd how sweet it was it makes me all gushy inside.

CW: None! Fluff and comfort all the way through buddy

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“You don’t have to be alone, you know.” Ice-tipped toes of yours brushed the wood panels lining the floor, an electric chill running down your back as the wind from the slightly ajar window perused inside. Your husband always liked it cold, but lately you couldn’t stand it. It was getting too cold outside. Maybe it was because you grew up in suffocatingly warm homes with seasons that hardly shifted, you didn’t have the ability to stand below freezing temperatures like elves did year-round. 

Cirdan gently turned his head at your voice, softening his pursed brow as he saw you there shrinking into yourself, leaning a shoulder against the door frame. It didn’t help that all you had to wear were these thin cotton pajamas, white and hip-fitting to show the color of your skin underneath when put under the right light. It made him gaze at you, when all that illuminated the shared bedroom was muted-orange oil lamps and the shine of the moon decorating the floor in a thin silver. It was strange, to be stared at. There was a certain sadness in the elf’s eyes, but it seemed to morph into a relief when that greyish green bore into you, taking in all that you were, only to run back to your eyes and give the softest stare. 

You walked to him as he gave a short, croaky hum. “Just cleaning these. Already finished up dinner.” He said simply, in that short way he always seemed to speak when he was down. 

You looked over his shoulder to see what he concentrated so painfully on, peering at the delicate pair of battle sickles he hasn’t used since… well, before you got married.

You put a gentle hand on his bare shoulder, musing at the thin and thick pinkish-brown scars along his back. 

“I don’t know how you can wear nothing in this weather.” You say with a shiver, sitting down on the spot directly behind the elf.

You practically heard him smile, head still down-turned to look at the sharp steel between the tan cloth he used to rub against them. Your fingers traced the scars you could touch, the long one crossing over his shoulder, the thick few stuck between the blades of his back, which seemed to twitch methodically under your touch. 

“S’because you aren’t used to the cold. We sleep in the snow.” Cirdan hummed, “we” meaning his old elven clan. 

He grabbed your hand all of a frightful sudden, placing it on the clean and untouched part of his neck not covered by starlight hair or scars. It was so soft and gentle, one of the few places Cirdan had yet to be wounded. 

“Hm?” You let through closed lips, sitting on your knees to bring your face up close to his from behind. “Don’t want me touching your cuts?” 

“Scars,” He corrected, like it was an ugly word. “Wouldn’t you rather feel something soft?”

He turned just slightly to look at you, eyes shifting to see your face only a nose touch away. Your hands rested on his warm shoulders, feeling them lift just slightly as his chest rose. 

“Nope.” You respond, nudging against Cirdan’s temple as you nuzzled into his hair and flattened ear rim. “I’d rather feel you. Wanna memorize every scar and stitch.” 

Your hands slide to his back, feeling the ridges of indents in his skin as they fall. “Mmh, its fun to touch them; you don’t feel like anyone else.” 

You soak in the warm that pulses from his body, a different heat from the sharp sheets and iced floor. He smelled akin to the grassy scent that whaffed in from the window, a slight musk about him that came from his body glazing over with its natural smell after a bath had rubbed it off not long ago. Oh how you loved it, loved how flesh-like it was, reminding you that there was a living, breathing person by your side, his heart beating through his back and his body altering at every new spot you claimed with your fingers. 

Cirdan stopped from cleaning the sickle blades, shoulders hunched as his elbows rested on his knees. He was silent, moping a little over how much you stared, a nagging thought making him want to put his shirt back on. 

You snaked your arms around to the front of his chest, giving the best reach of a back hug that you could, bringing your legs to wrap around his warm flank. Your cold feel seemed to make him jolt as you clung onto him like a baby to its mama, burying your face against the deep indent of his shoulder. 

“But, wouldn’t you rather--” 

“Shh.” You hushed, fingers brushing over the invisible scars from his chest that you could only memorize by touch. “If you keep worrying I’m going to have to kiss each and every scratch on you.” 

You pressed noisy smooches to the teensy bits on his shoulder, running your way to his bicep and armpit, showing no sign of stopping. 

“Alright alright,” He tittered, putting a hand over one of yours that cupped his chest. 

Your fingers rubbed over each single change in flesh, feeling the softer ridges of his nipples, running to the dip of his chest, caressing the deep uneven ‘X’ scar against his collar bone. 

“Don’t ever try to change them for me, pretty boy.” You mumbled to his ear, playfully kissing from its tip down to his cheek. “I want your scars and your bits and pieces just how they are. I want all of it.” 

You rested your smooshed face against his sharp jaw, letting it dig into your cheek as you kept your nose nearly nestled under his chin. 

Cirdan was still, an arm grabbing one of the thighs that wrapped around him, the other entertwining his fingers with the hands that held the fat of his chest. He feared if he moved, the moment would break, that you would suddenly pull away and be gone forever. He wanted desperately to push you deeper against him, to make it so you were both smothered with his warmth, that he enveloped every part of your body to keep it safe. There would be no piece of you undiscovered, and you would fill in the gaps of him that were missing. 

“What do you do to me…” He mumbles, hoping you’ll lift your head as he turns his. You do, curious. But he looks partially down, a faded eye following his good one as silver-toned lashes made his honey-soaked eyes look like they were covered with snow. 

Cirdan doesn’t let the time slip away from him, pressing his warmed lips against yours with an inward tilt. His nose fits snuggly against the side of yours, forehead pushing forward as you lean into him. The elf drops the sickles to the floor, aside from his bare feet. 

He wraps the fullness of his hand around your thigh, trying to smush it deeper against his skin. But the break away from your mouth is too long for him, he moves in again. The longing in his chest he feels, when he senses that desperation to kiss you, a genuine ache of withdrawal when he doesn’t feel that cold cheek against his or the dampened warmth of your tongue. 

But you avoid his lips, slipping away the hand of yours that he held to his chest. You rested it to his temple, thumb against his cheek. As cirdan moved in expecting your lips, he found your chin instead, your own mouth covering the usually hidden eye he kept away. You wished he had the confidence to leave it visible; baby steps. 

The warm wet poke of a tongue darted between fleshy lips against your chin and jaw, your own mouth opening just slightly. You felt the warm cavern of his eye, eyelashes touching your upper lip as your open mouth pressed a deep kiss to his blind eye, Cirdan freezing as you moved. You lingered there for a moment, pausing to give another gently pressing kiss to the scarred skin below his eye. 

You moved away, a bit nervous from how Cirdan’s body was suddenly so stiff. But the moment you moved away, he melted. His shoulders slumped looking up at you with slightly parted lips. He was at your mercy, anything you told him or commanded of him, he’d do without a thought of conscience or hesitation. 

There was a gentle drugged look in his gaze, desperate for any little affection you would so graciously bestow upon him. 

“So beautiful…” You hummed, looking into the droopy pool of smoke-green he stared back with. 

If it was possible, the elf sinked even further into your touch, letting your hands hold his firm cheeks as you planted small kiss after kiss onto the bridge of his nose, to the corner of his stilled lips. But he could not take staying still for so much longer, diving for your moving mouth as you were about to kiss the other side. But he caught you in a smooth mouth to mouth, opened lips begging you to come to him. 

You followed, letting your jaw go slack, allowing cirdan’s mouth to fit snuggly against yours, like a puzzle piece of warm air breathing into you. 

Your fingers tangled into the elf’s hair that seemed to surround him, listening to the needy groans that left his adored mouth as both his hands held your thighs around his flank, flexing his fingers into your skin like a cat, wanting you deeper, closer. But for now, he’d settle for this, letting you agonizingly sweeten him up with each syrupy kiss and touch that was like a buzzing pleasure, making his heart lurch with desire.

#kn1ves rants #knives rants #writing #x reader #self insert #fiction #elf x reader #male elf x reader #comfort #reverse comfort #elf x human #story prompts #drabble #affection #male elf #elven #x you #xreader #elf oc x reader #comfort x reader #comfort fics #original fiction

[evssword]

Stolas for @sinthelyss 💜

#art #digital art #commission #commissions open #commission art #dnd #artists on tumblr #dnd commission #dungeons and dragons #dnd oc #male elf #elf tav #drow elf #drow #elf #dark elf #tav #tav commission #tav art #bg3 tav #bg3 oc #bg3 #baldurs gate 3

[aukanemin]

With the sun of the blinding day thrown up high, With the copper-bodied clang of the golden bulls, I talked to you in the tongues of fire - As I know no other tongues.

So much of my love, and adore, and joy - and a full heart in treasured hand of gorgeous @daulizm, and still there is no words I may think to describe the beauty of their olive simoom<зз

#art #fantasy #dnd #dungeons and dragons #original character #other's oc #Alvarven Crezin #cleric #male elf #portrait

[bboying]

Glad I'm getting people engaged with my other post. Makes me want to keep posting. Anyways, I've also been getting back into DA:I lately and by the Maker, this dude is the best thing I've ever conceived in my playthroughs

I was aiming for a style that I hope some of you can guess. it starts with a K and ends in BL lmao

#dragon age inquisition #dragon age #illustration #my art #digital art #sketch #dai #dai inquisitor #inquisitor #inquisitor lavellan #lavellan #male elf #elven inquisitor #bro it's gay #sorry im not much into finishing stuff but ill try to actually clean this up and post the whole thing #just testing the waters 🤘🤷

[sirielle]

A Wild Elf. Then and... then 😉 Perhaps also one day?

Prints available at: Redbubble - get it on glossy photographic metallic paper for deeper, more dimensional reds & INPRNT, choose glossy finish for more vivid colors.

Better video quality at: YT :: TT :: FB & Instagram

#wildelf #gingerelf #artists on tumblr #sirielle #male elf

[vesprynna]

A while ago I shared some OCs I had simmering in my brain juices after watching OFMD and Pirates of Darkwater again, and... I finally found some names and began writing a bit on their story. It's a work in progress, but I'm having fun world building with them so far ^^

Read on below for some colorful blorbo drabble c:

Randa is a young Sun elf living on a remote island paradise, but despite his idyllic homeland, he keeps gazing out at the ocean, wishing for more. Engrossing himself in tales of daring adventure, exciting seafaring and treasure hunting, his dreams of a life beyond his island rests on the wings of the gulls that fly out to sea. Across the very same ocean, sails a charming and mischievous pirate captain by the name of Baltan. Making friends and foes alike, he and his crew travel far and wide in search of treasure and adventure. Their freedom is highly cherished, and while Baltan feels like he should be satisfied with his lot in life... something still feels like it's missing.

As fate will have it, the two men will cross paths for better or for worse. Will Randa find the freedom he desperately craves, and will Baltan finally discover the treasure he's always been missing? Idk, I guess we'll find out eventually -_(ツ)_/¯

#Baltan and Randa #fantasy art #terato art #monster boyfriend #alien boyfriend #monster husband #monster romance #size difference #elf #male elf #alien pirates #vesprynna ocs #vesprynna art #pirates #piratecore #exophilia #gay #gay romance #alien romance

[the-drow-fucker]

#dnd memes #male elf #elfmen

[noobsydraws]

A little try at a more painterly coloring style again. Here's our elf mage Haeleon in all his insanity... I mean glory. 😇

#dragon age inquisition #dragon age #fanart #Haeleon #noobsydafanart #Dragon age au #Dragon age oc #Dalish #Elf #Mage #Male elf #Da3 #Dai #Procreate #Dragon age fanart

[punkyzed]

So... My tav had his first sex scene in BG3 and I just can't help it! He and Astarion are so cute and pretty and I'm obsessed with them, I just have to share 😭

#astarion #bg3 spoilers #bg3 tav #bg3 #look at them #male elf #astarion x tav #astarion x male tav #gay elves #i love them #hot stuff

[stef-gallery]

#Bg3 #baldur's gate #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #baldur's gate iii #baldur's gate 3 #virtualphotography #VP #Elf #Male elf #bg3 OC #BG3 screenshots #vgedit #gamingnetwork #gamingdaily #videogameedit

[feyspeaker]

absolute mushroom gremlin boy

#my ocs #brannon #fairy #fey #faerie #elf #monster boy #greenman #wings #fantasy art #male fairy #male elf

[running-with-kn1ves]

My brain goes brrrrrr for Cirdan, and since you mentioned he was a massive virgin, could you write a lil something about the Physical intimacy TM of his first time, like how was it?

well *technically* his first time was right after the marriage ceremony, though that honestly was more of a forced performance than anything. I mentioned it a little bit in the OG one-shot but its a sort of elven tradition for couples on their wedding night to be physically intimate, lest their marriage be doomed and void of love or attraction. However, for Cirdan and reader, it wasn't particularly enjoyable like most would assume. It was mostly awkward and without rhythm, with both cirdan and his darling fumbling around just to get the job done. It was an experience that neither would prefer to talk about.

After that though, once Cirdan and reader became more comfortable with one another, say specifically after their bath moment, he was far more involved therein. Cirdan's a very affectionate lover and loves to be the small spoon, so he very much has his head buried in reader's neck, partly out of bashfullness and overstimulation. He's had very little sex education in his lifetime, so the entire process was very much a trial and error. Despite his amateurity, he gets into the rhythm and emotional aspect of sex very quickly. His lack of experience has led him to be very sensitive, and honestly finishes twice before the reader does. He has stamina for days though-- and despite his emotions running wild, hes very in tune with the readers needs.

He honestly has a massive praise kink that's both sexual and nonsexual; though his eagerness to please and lack of hesitation from how pent up he is, is far more present on the bedroom. If you so much as utter how good hes being, how good hes making you feel, it takes the elf all of his willpower not to finish right then and there.

I'd like to think he was mildly emotional once he was physically intimate past the original wedding ceremony. The first time after that, he may have shed a few tears from the rush of physical intensity, but also because he had never felt so loved within one moment. Hes a strongly silent type, but he wears his heart on his sleeve with physical touch as his love language. Whether its suffocating the reader with a bear hug or putting them in a mating press, hes all in for it.

#Did not proofread this so #ridiculous thoughts galore! #I love cirdan and writing that piece was honestly therapeutic #It remains as one of my favorite pieces ive written so far #kn1ves rants #knives rants #elf x reader #male elf x reader #male elf

[evssword]

Commission for @ dreamermika 🖤

#art #digital art #commission #commissions open #commission art #artists on tumblr #male elf #oc #dnd oc #oc commission #elf #high elf #tentacles #dungeons and dragons #dnd commission #dnd #oc artwork #bg3 #tav #tav art #portrait #fantasy #fantasy art

[voiceofnature]

earendilsteen "Come with me to the realms of the Eldar" 🌿✨..Third photo from the Elf-shoot "Lord of Caras Galadhon" with photographer @cornflowertint "Ever since their starlight birth at the shores of Cuivíenen, the Elves have always had a deep love for all of Yvannas creations. Every flower, blade of grass and every leafy tree"

#silmarillion #lotr #lord of the rings #male elf #elf cosplay #tolkien #J.R.R. Tolkien #mypost #elven #elf lord #celeborn