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doodle-pops · 8 months

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Modern AU: Brother's Best Friend

Headcanons: Maedhros, Celegorm, Fingon, Angrod, Egalmoth, Beleg

A/N: Back with my Modern AU headcanons, I decided to switch it up for a change today. They're quite long since I did both headcanons and fic for more content. Enjoy!!

Warnings: fembod, exhibitionism, cunnilingus (face sitting and from behind), vaginal penetration, fingering

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Maedhros

He’s always softer and protective around you and even scolds your brother for being too harsh. You can count on him to be at your beck and call whenever something is off, and you require assistance.

Quick to compliment your outfits and throw a secretive wink. His eyes are always on your figure whenever you're walking around the house. Your brother could be chatting his head off and his eyes are on you (he’s using his handsome looks to benefit him).

Wards off all suitors and would even threaten a few to ensure that no one else but him can have you. This means that whenever your brother is asleep in the next room at night, you can bet he’s already slithered into your room to have his filthy way with you.

He’s ruthless and a menace about it. Part of you would think that he doesn’t care whether your brother caught him or not, but it was just the thrill of having consecutive rendezvous.

The loud thuds of the bedhead knocking against the wall alerted you of the volume and aggression he was pounding into you, though, it appeared that Maedhros had no care in the world. He was lost in your heat and all that mattered was you cumming around his cock and him filling you up.

Sweaty skin rubbed against one another, and your hands were fighting to catch a firm grip on his arms while his hips expertly twisted and angled themselves to aim for that one spot right off the bat. While his mouth had covered yours to swallow your moans, he was still sinfully wicked to force them out. “M-Mae…please…ngghh—”

The wicked gleam in his eyes as he broke the kiss and pulled away to lift your right leg and hook it over his shoulder urged a squeak to follow. He was relentless as his hips continuously worked their way against yours. Every touch had your body on fire. “You don’t sound like you want me to stop princess? Do you hear that? Listen…”

Forcing yourself to listen to want he wanted you to hear, you gasp at the lewd sounds of your cunt squelching as his cock drove deeper and deeper. You wanted to look down to where you were both connected, but the harsh thrust he sent your way made you bury your face into the pillow. Your brother had to be drunk or sick to not hear a single sound emitting from your room, even the knocking of the bedhead.

“Fuck Mae! I’m s-so close—”

Leaning into your neck to kiss your pulse, he gave a little nibble before steadying his hips once he felt the tightness around him increasing. “Go ahead princess, cum all over my cock. Show me just how filthy my friend’s little sister is…”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Celegorm

He looks like a fuckboy and acts like he’s the biggest and best out of them all, but it’s all a façade. Deep down, he simply tags along with the latest gossip about him so long as it isn’t ruining the reputation of Mr Popular.

As your brother’s bestie, he’s always over and doesn’t know how to be subtle about anything he says or does. If you’re wearing something revealing, he’s biting his lip or raking his eyes from head to toe, and in return, he’ll walk around shirtless to capture your attention.

Compliments roll off his tongue and nicknames are attached to them. Whether it be ‘princess’, ‘dollface’, ‘babygirl’, kitten’, or ‘vixen’, those are his names for you alone. No one had the privilege to use them; only he can shamelessly flirt with you.

Loves to act like the big bad wolf or fake boyfriend so you can come running to him, proving to your brother that he can trust and protect you. He really does that to corrupt you to end up as his plaything until you submit.

“What’s the matter kitten, cat got your tongue? What happened to all that noise you were making earlier?” His sickeningly patronising grin was hidden from your line of sight as he pressed you against the wall in the corridor of your house and buried his face between your legs.

Taking his large hands, he parted your thighs and spread your ass apart so his tongue could reach your puss better and have a taste. The vicious swirls of his tongue against your clit once his tongue came in contact with your sensitive bud forced a squeak from your lips. Not once did Celegorm cease his actions despite your brother and the rest of his friends lounging downstairs. If they heard, then so be it. Right now, he was having dessert.

Nipping and circling your clit with his teeth and tongue, he enjoyed the squeaks and squelches emanating from you with each ministration. Wanting to dive deeper, he pressed you into the wall and arched your back so your ass would meet his face and his tongue would slip into your slit. The sound of slick being slurped by him shamelessly ricocheted throughout the upper floor and prompted you to push against and away from him. “Relax dollface, no one is going to interrupt us,” his voice muffled by your pussy as a slap came down on your ass to silence your whines. “Enjoy what I’m giving you.”

Panting like you were in labour, your nails scraped the paint off the wall from the palpability of his actions. He was relentless and showed no signs of stopping until you came upon his face, even if it was in the open corridor. Feeling the languid rolls and thrusts of his tongue, your eyes rolled back, and your body began convulsing.

“That’s it princess, cum all over my face. Show me just how sweet your pussy is.”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Fingon

Your brother trusts him so much that not even for a second he would suspect that his best friend had already locked his eyes on his little sister. All the sweet interactions between you and Fingon before your brother’s eyes were all a candy show.

In secrecy and right before his eyes, Fingon was staking his claim on you from the simple gestures of brushing your hair out the way, complementing your outfit or racking his eyes up and down your figure when you wear a little too-revealing dress.

For your brother’s sake of fearing when other people approach you, Fingon would pretend to be your boyfriend and when your brother’s back was turned, he’d have you all to himself.

It’s all a part of fulfilling his role and duty as your boyfriend. Smug, seductive and highly secretive, it’s more your brother being blind to the obvious actions of his best friend fucking you right in the kitchen while he’s playing games.

“Shush, princess. Not so loud now. You don’t want your dear old brother to catch us? What would he say about you getting fucked by his best friend?” his voice was beyond stable for someone drilling into you rapidly. Even the stable mocking tone he displayed made your walls clenched around his cock causing him to hiss.

The faint sound of skin slapping against each other echoed in the kitchen and faintly in the living room while it reverberated loudly in the pantry you were cooped up in. The straps of your top were rolled down your shoulder, shorts off and panties pushed to the side with one leg hooked on his hip. Your fingers were fighting to catch a good grip with the way his hips were battering against yours. “F-Finno…slowly down…too much, ngghh—” Your words were cut off by a squeak when he pinched your clit.

“Too much? Oh no princess, this is more than enough. It’s what you wanted, craved—walking around in those shorts and expecting that I wouldn’t scold you…” His voice trailed off when he decided to look down and notice you creaming all over him. “So fucking innocent aren’t you? Look at the mess you made sweetheart…all for me,” he cooed in your ear before giving it a nibble and dropping to your neck.

Digging your nails into his shirt and tugging him closer as the heat and pressure grew, your body began trembling from the high levels of sensation and thrill of being caught. Any moment now, your brother would come looking for you and Fingon. “Fin-…Finno, close, close…please…”

“Go ahead princess, give it all to me.”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Angrod

With his stern and stoic appearance, you were afraid to approach him at first since he barely spoke to you at all, but you were wrong. The way he looked at you whenever you entered the room told a different story.

He came off as a tsundere at first, always grumbling and keeping his distance, but that was just a façade to show your brother that he was serious about the bro code—not that he cared about it at all.

Any chance he had with you alone, he would strike to corner you against some surface and lock lips or run his hands up and down your body, marvelling at your figure. Whispering about how he wants you terribly and what he’ll do to you.

Your brother trusts him so much with your safety that he doesn’t realise that he’s giving Angrod exactly the time he wants to have you all to himself, and he must thank your brother for that.

Windows foggy despite the tinted glass, bare legs wrapped around an aggressive waistline and hands struggling to grip some surface, you and Angrod were trapped in the backseat of his car. His lips were attached to yours, sucking the life out of you while his hips pumped vigorously into yours. No matter how much you attempted to catch your breath, he knocked it out of your chest.

“An-…Angrod…fuck! Oh my god!” you whined against his lips as he broke the kiss to stare into the darkness between you both at his cock sliding in and out of your cunt. The lewd sounds of sweaty skins slapping against each other and the slickness of his cock pumping into your cunt traversed the car.

“I seriously…ngghh, need to thank your brother for this…opportunity. Couldn’t have done it without him,” he groaned and breathed against your neck when your walls clamped down on him. The feel of your gummy walls around his cock was divine after all those months of waiting. “I’ll have to send him a gift; his little sister is not so innocent anymore…huh?”

Widening your eyes at the suggestion, your legs naturally tightened around his waist for him to finish inside you and return to your brother. The thrill of being claimed by his best friend was exhilarating, and you didn’t want for this to be the only occurrence. Nodding your head with glossy eyes, you whined and begged him, “P-Please, Angrod…fill me up, ruin me! P-…Please!”

Loving the teary look in your eyes, he couldn’t be more pleased to comply with his princess's wishes. “Anything you ask for princess.”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Egalmoth

He will outrightly flirt with you before your brother’s eyes but in a more subtle manner to not make things awkward or to break the bro code. In private when your brother isn’t there, he’ll lay all the sexual innuendos while cornering you.

His eyes are always dark and glossy whenever he’s staring at you and if anyone ever noticed him, they would understand the meaning of his gaze. Egalmoth has no shame in eye-fucking you as you stand before him and ask if he likes your outfit.

Always biting or licking his lips whenever he’s speaking with you (that is when no one’s around) or making some serious sexual eye contact. You could feel his desire to fuck you every time he’s around you.

It’s awfully easy for Egalmoth to have his way with you, even when your brother is around because he’s just smooth and naturally mysterious with his actions. The both of you could be sitting beside each other and your brother wouldn’t have a clue.

The images on the screen were bright but blurred with the vigorous motion of two fingers pumping in and out of your cunt at a steady pace. Given the dark settings of the room and the blanket that covered both you and Egalmoth—since the cold air conditioner was the excuse—your bother was oblivious to Egalmoth fucking you under the covering. All your attempts at stifling your moans were vanishing the faster his fingers worked.

“Eg-…Egalmoth…ughh…” you moaned into his neck while his lips were by your ear whispering intense levels of filth.

“Are you cum all over my fingers pretty girl, huh? Right in front of your brother? I thought you were innocent babygirl?” he taunted while nibbling on your earlobe. His fingers in accordance dug deeper and curled against your soft spot, earning him a sharp pain to his biceps. Your nails were clawing into his bare arm and leaving moon crescents. “You look so pretty when you when you cry like that.”

Breathlessly wheezing, you pushed your face into his neck deeper and clung to him while cutting your clueless brother a look from the corner of your eye. His eyes were still glued to the show which meant that Egalmoth wasn’t letting up. “He’ll catch us…hurry up…ngghh.”

Pulling his fingers out and laughing at your whines, he pushed three in this time and immediately went after your soft spot. Curling and pressing against your gummy walls and relishing in its softness, he groaned into your ear, “After you’ve cum all over my fingers princess, you’re cum on my cock later, hmm? But you gotta cum for me first baby…”

Thrusting your hips upwards as he rocked his fingers, the coil and pressure grew instantaneously, and came all over his fingers. A loud squelch echoed when he withdrew his fingers and brought them to his lips to have a taste. Maintaining eye contact as he did so when he was finished, he leaned over to land a chaste kiss on your lips and whispered, “You taste good, but I want more.”

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ. Beleg

No one would ever suspect he was already fucking you behind your brother’s back. Not the sweet, friendly and charming boy who was friends with everyone and all the animals loved. Not the sweet boy would do voluntary work at the community centre.

Beleg was the last person anyone would assume to be visiting you, when he was away at college behind your brother’s back, to spend some quality time with his princess. He would make the extra effort to make the trip to spend a few hours and then vanish.

Always complimenting, in private, how beautiful you looked in your outfit and getting filthier with he was fucking you. Making sure that you understood just how much he wanted to let everyone know you were a spectacle in your outfit.

He uses friendly flirtations to get away with having your all to himself when your brother wasn’t looking. Whether it be in your house or away at college, Beleg was making it his business to see his favourite babygirl.

“You know, you can make all the nose you want, right princess? Your brother’s fast asleep, he can’t hear us.” His puppy eyes flashed up at you while you sat without your underwear, on his chest. He was attempting to have you sit on his face since it was the first time in months he was seeing you, and you were fucking without your brother hovering (though he was sleeping next door). “Come have a seat love, I missed you.”

From rubbing your thighs with his thumbs, his hands gripped them with eagerness and dragged you forward to drop into his mouth. The minute you sat on his face; you squealed once his tongue wasted no time to reach out a lick a bold stripe. Twisting and flicking your clit, his lips formed a suction to suckle your clit while his fingers dug into your flesh and left prints.

Beleg was lost in paradise between your legs without a care in the world knowing that your brother was miles away and he had you all to himself. Every cry and moan you made, he devoured and dipped his tongue to push it past your folds. Hardening his tongue and thrusting it enthusiastically in and out, he groaned as your fingers entangled in his silvery strands and tugged. “Hmm, you’re so damn perfect every time I have you, but today…you’re even better…come on princess, be louder. Cum all over my face!”

“B-…Beleg, fuck! You feel so good!” you cried out as his hands urged your hips to rock against his mouth. You could see the gloss smeared on his nose and cheeks from the light, but Beleg didn’t seem to care. He was pleased to be between your legs and basking in paradise as he longed for. It irritated him that your brother was home, and he couldn’t behave as freely as desired, but he’ll make the moment worth it. Being away at college and not having you around was hellish.

“That's it, princess, just like that, you’re so close. You taste so good on my tongue,” he groaned before pressing his tongue against your clit for a languid flick.

Choking on a muffled sob, you had forgotten about keeping tabs on the door to ensure it wasn’t opened and tossed your head backwards. Your body was easily consumed in convulsed once the coil had snapped and released at the built-up pressure and frustration of missing Beleg. On his end, he had refused to let you escape his grip, pushing you into overstimulation all to have a taste.

“Let’s see if you can be a little louder, hmm? Round two.”

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lovefairymina · 5 months

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Y/N: *trying to sneak up on him*

Celegorm: don't even think about it.

Y/N: *stops but then immediately jumps on him back*

Colliding awkwardly and face first into the floor, he groaned loudly which then turned into a playful growl as he shook you off his back. His glare was menacing as he crawled over to tackle you with the same force you did to him, sending you both rolling around the floor in a pile limbs. “Now that I have caught you, what ought to be your punishment? Endless tickles or should I bite you up?”

#♡{sweet.hugs} ~ {celegorm}#celegorm imagine #celegorm x y/n #celegorm x you #celegorm #tyelkormo #tyelko #turcafinwe #house of feanor #silm imagines #middle earth imagine

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elentarial · 5 months

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WIP/Last Line Game

I was tagged by @swanhild, thank you!

I have two new WIPs in addition to Kinktober, which I still have not finished.

Turgon/Caranthir modern AU- these two likely autistic nerds finally get the fluffy, sexy redemption that they deserve. Featuring separated t4t Elenwe and Turgon and soon to be born baby Idril. Caranthir is already setting up a trust fund.

Turgon/Finrod/Celegorm- for MoonLord on AO3. Celegorm crashes a private tea party and is not at all pleased with Turgon’s seduction of Finrod. So he volunteers to demonstrate what he considers his vast knowledge of on the subject.

"Don't think your ogling will get you anywhere," Turgon snapped.

"I'm already where I want to be," Tyelko replied shamelessly, shrugging as he continued to ogle and sprawl gracelessly in Turgon’s former seat.

"You're a menace."

"I'm known to be."

No pressure tagging whoever wants to join in! Just about everybody has been covered by now.

#silm fic #my writing #my wips #turgon #caranthir #celegorm #finrod

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thecoolblackwaves · 2 months

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It’s gonna be okay because “Then Celegorm no more would stay, and Curufin smiled and turned away.”

And also: “In Tauron's friths and pastures green had Huan once a young whelp been.

He grew the ·swiftest of the swift,

and Oromë gave him as a gift

to Celegorm, who loved to follow

the Vala's horn o'er hill and hollow.”

And:

“Curufin spake: 'Good brother mine,

I like it not. What dark design

doth this portend? These evil things,

we swift must end their wanderings!

And more, 'twould please my heart full well to hunt a while and wolves to fell.'

And then he leaned and whispered low that Orodreth was a dullard slow;

long time it was since the king had gone, and rumor or tidings came there none.

'At least thy profit it would be

to know whether dead he is or free;

to gather thy men and thy array.

"I go to hunt" then thou wilt say,

and men will think that Narog's good ever thou heedest. But in the wood things may be learned; and if by grace, by some blind fortune he retrace

his footsteps mad, and if he bear

a Silmaril—I need declare

no more in words; but one by right

is thine (and ours), the jewel of light; another may be won—a throne.

The eldest blood our house doth own.'”

And:

“In scorn stood Celegorm, unbowed, with glance of fire in anger proud

and menacing; but at his side

smiling and silent, wary-eyed,

was Curufin, with hand on haft

of his long knife. And then he laughed, and 'Well?' said he. 'Why didst thou call for us, Sir Steward? In thy hall

we are not wont to stand. Come, speak, if aught of us thou hast to seek!'”

Thank you so much 😭😭😭 these two nasty Elves always cheer me up, you know that well. Huan as a young puppy is too cute to imagine!

#youre the best #i appreciate it! the effort you put in to gather these quotes and send them to me 💕💕💕#really thank you #curufiin #asks #mutuals

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remornia · 11 months

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I understand why people are like Fëanor wouldn't want Huan around or wouldn't want Celegorm to get a dog but you have to consider that Huan only looks like a dog and is actually a Maia of Oromë. Meaning that he definitely beat Celegorm in the intelligence department throughout his entire life. I think Fëanor and Nerdanel would see their child coming home with a literal minor deity shaped like a dog and sigh a breath of relief that they finally have a babysitter for their little menace

#and also huan was presumably commanded by oromë to go with celegorm becaude he was given as a gift so #so...its not like they could just get rid of him if they dont want him around #government assigned pubby

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ladythespera · 2 years

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the sons of elrond half-elven.

unfinished, but my csp free trial period ran out so this is what i'm posting. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

i have so many feelings abt this though......after celebrían leaving, the twins maybe becoming isolated, angry, bitter.....maybe getting used to their human friends always dying, always leaving....torn between their identities...the fact that they saw arathorn die...the fact that elrond adopts aragorn as his son...."hope"...maybe they didn't want to get attached again...but they do...the fact that to jrrt notes that young aragorn happily comes back to rivendell in the company of the sons of elrond...the fact that they joined aragorn with the rest of the rangers and are always following near him...healing people with him in minas tirith....riding out to the black gate...the fact that they stay behind in rivendell when elrond sails...and we still don't know what they chose...

[IMAGE ID: A sketch of the three (two biological plus one adopted) sons of Elrond. Elladan and Elrohir have dark hair, grey eyes, and are wearing grey and silver clothes with Feanorian stars. They are looking at the camera rather menacingly. Between them is a small Estel with green stars/dots over his head, looking happy (why is he making the peace signs? idk). There are red whooshy shapes in the background.]

#strong caranthir and celegorm energy here tbh #i am unwell #hate that whatever they choose they lose someone #anyways i have like 5 rivendell fics in my head only #my art #sketches #why are they posed like this? i have no idea #they look like they r about to menace anyone who is mean to estel #e&e: 'we don't want a human' also e&e when their dad adopts a human:#elladan #elrohir #elladan and elrohir #aragorn #lord of the rings #tolkien #peredhel fam

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welcometolotr · 3 years

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super into my TFO headcanon of Russingon getting married in Valinor and having a kid earlier than Gil-Galad,* and wanting to give Tauriel a canon explanation for the red hair dovetailed neatly into that. 😂 so my first submission for @tolkienrsb 2021 was this little family scene of (cis) Fingon, (trans) Maedhros, and their daughter Ariën Erëamíriel who takes on the name Tauriel much much later in life.

(and yes, they are wearing each other’s colors)

@arofili took on this prompt and wrote a beast of a story that I am VERY excited about!!! It’s called All Things Turn and can be read at this link starting Sept 5, 2021!

*so many writers concentrate on characters starting love lives/families after the Exile, or write them off as never having had either in Valinor, but with the existing timeline I think that’s such a huge loss because that’s thousands of years of peace that, what, nothing happened in??? you’re really telling me that a bunch of extremely handsome and powerful people spent that long in one place being celibate and/or monogamous? have you heard what happens in the Olympic village??? ....so yes i will die on the hill of characters having significant others & families that Tolkien never mentions.

*in TFO Penlod (“the tallest of the Gnomes”) was their first kid and he applied himself assiduously to the study of politics merely to figure out how to withdraw himself from the line of succession and then never attend mandatory committee rotation ever again. Tauriel obviously has a different backstory tho lol

#maedhros #fingon #tauriel #silmarillion #lotr #tolkienrsb #trans maedhros #baby tauriel is an absolute menace #feanor and fingolfin both love her very much #russingon's assorted siblings absolutely despise babysitting her #except for celegorm and aredhel #who are delighted to take this little gremlin child under their woodland wings #does tauriel keep her hair ridiculously long in the third age because of maedhros? maybe #welcometolotr #to clarify this is not in the TFO universe #tauriel has a different backstory there lol #also i absolutely drew this with arofili in mind so i was sooo happy when they picked it!!!

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tarninausta · 2 years

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@tolkienfamilyweek day 4: cut ties; curufin and celebrimbor

'Let it be so!' said Celegorm, and there was a light of menace in his eyes; but Curufin smiled. Ten they took horse and rode away like fire, to find if they might their kindred in the east. But none would go with them, not even those that were of their own people; for all perceived that the curse lay heavily upon the brothers, and that evil followed them. In that time Celebrimbor the son of Curufin repudiated the deeds of his father, and remained in Nargothrond yet Huan followed still the horse of Celegorm his master.

#tolkienfamilyweek #usernimloth #oneringnet #tolkienedit #silmedit #tolkien #the silmarillion #silm #feanorians #curufin #celebrimbor #silmarillion #tfw21 #not a big fan of this but hey it's something #🌟 edits

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space-hobbits · 3 years

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"'Let it be so!' said Celegorm and there was a light of menace in his eyes"

#silmarillion #tolkien #jrr tolkien #lotr #celegorm #huan #feanorians #moodboard #silm #i feel pretty good about this one?#tumblr stop ruining the omage quality challeneg #q

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queenlucythevaliant · 3 years

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“‘Let it be so!’ said Celegorm, and there was a light of menace in his eyes; but Curufin smiled.”

#curufin #silmarillion #tolkien legendarium #pontifications and creations #aurë entuluva!#in our madness #Leah edits

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doodle-pops · 1 year

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Celegorm NSFW Alphabet

Request: Heya...Can I get a SFW or NSFW with Celebrimbor or Celegorm? They needs more love! - anon

A/N: I chose Celegorm for now since I had a ton of requests for him already, perhaps I'll do Celebrimbor another time when requested. Here you go, everyone's favourite horny feral elf. I feel like I've went seriously in depth with his character due to his constant-like horniness lol.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Aftercare is the last thing on Celegorm’s mind when he’s finished fucking the life out of you. When he's thrown his body on whatever surface you two were going at it, the most he’d do is pull you close to him and cling to you like some oversized child. The sweatiness between you two doesn’t bother him and he pays no mind to if it bothers you because in his mind, you two were sweaty while fucking and you weren’t complaining. If for some reason Celegorm was overly rough and realised that you can’t move or walk, then he’d act on caring for you while making some smug comment about how his skills were great and you couldn’t keep up. He’d prep you a warm bath with healing herbs and would most definitely get in with you, in an attempt to initiate some more intimacy well giving you a massage. He’s still affectionate as ever and it doesn’t change before and after sex, if anything, it might become unbearable at times, but it’s Celegorm. What else to expect?

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Like all his muscular cousins, Celegorm loves every part of him that showcases his strength. From his arms to his chest and abs to his thighs and legs. He’d even go as far as tell you that he loves his cock because of the things he can do with it to you. Very vain with his appearance and prides himself on being probably the strongest. As someone who spends time in the forest, he would adopt many animalistic traits, and like animals who adore showing off their strength to their lovers, Celegorm does the same. From pinning you, or picking you up in mid-air, Celegorm never lets you question his strength because he’s always proving it to you.

On you, this elf loves your ass and anything he could do to it. Has coaxed you into trying anal and it has become his favourite part of sex. During the activity, his hands would be greedily on your ass, slapping and pinching, groping and rubbing your flesh as if he was kneading dough. You can bet that during the day, it doesn’t matter if you're wearing a dress, skirt or pants (better if it’s pants) Celegorm’s hands have found purchase upon your ass and smacked it numerously. Complaining about it doesn’t help either, because it gives him leeway to touch your ass more by offering to rub it. But during sex, he’s a menace when it comes to your ass. He has stuck his finger in your ass while fucking you and rimming is a fav of his to show appreciation.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He’s at times, a bit selfish when it comes to cum. As much as he’s fucking you, he puts his pleasure on the front burner and demands to be pleasured rightly so he could cum. Celegorm doesn’t have a problem with creating mess and would cover you in his cum if he could, and he probably has before. He considers it a privilege to have his cum either in or on you, so it’s best to not complain. He paints your body with his cum as if it’s a canvas, your face, your chest, your stomach, your ass, your back, heck even your folds. The sight of you covered in his cum makes him find you more beautiful or maybe it’s his hunter-like traits of wanting to mark you and keep you away from other males. When he does decide to cum in you, it’s for the sake of his undeniable breeding kink that his entire house adopted. Celegorm will fill you to the brim and remain logged in you, refusing to allow one drop of his cum to seep out. when he fucks you, he tends to adopt an animalistic approach after spending years in the forest intermingling with other predators.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Not really a dirty secret, but it’s no joke that Celegorm has a talented nose that can sniff out anything within a mile. He could even sniff out whenever someone lying. So, he uses this ability of his to sniff out whenever you’re fertile and your pheromones are at their highest before cornering you. Very predatory about his approach and would chase you like a wolf and bunny, throwing in the pet names to make the chase more exciting. He likes to spend a good portion before the actual sex smelling you. Yes, and I mean he'd bury his face between every crook of your body and legs to smell your arousal before having a taste. It is practically impossible to hide your arousal from him especially when he’s the reason behind it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

This ellon is experienced with pleasuring himself and understands the inner working of the body of others and that’s all everyone needs to know. When he approaches you, whether it’s the first time or five hundredth time, he’s professional with his movements. They make you question if he’s experienced or not, but that’s just Celegorm saying that he’s the best at what he does. As a Feanorian, he never does anything half-assed and would hate to have rumours spread about him not excelling in the department of pleasure, it would kill his pride as a Feanorian. The first time the both of you got together, there wasn’t an ounce of fear or nervousness in his eyes or body language, his movements were that of a predatory stalking its prey.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

An elf with a taste for your ass would obviously love to fuck you doggy style. Just to have his hands all over your ass, touching, biting, slapping until it’s a bruising red, groping, you name it. Celegorm has done it all to and with your ass in that position. He’d go as far as to accidentally say “oops, wrong hole” before taking you anal. Uses this position three-quarters of the time when he wants to be rough (which is all the time) and feral or that animalistic side to him takes control. He loves to rest his full weight atop you in the position, sandwiching you between the mattress, so you can’t do anything but lie there and take it. Whenever it gets rough in that position, he’d arch your back in the most painful arches and then tug your head back to look him in the eye.

This goes without saying, mating press because it’s Celegorm, enough said. The other quarter of the time, you’re in the mating press and whenever he’s finished with you, aftercare is extremely important. Sex with Celegorm is something no one should take lightly. He’s rough and aggressive with his movements, thus, it takes a great toll on your body when he’s finished with contortion. Whether he’s in the breeding mood or not, it’s a popular go-to position for him that gets his blood pumping. It makes his brain fuzzy because you’re so much smaller underneath him and you’re struggling to take him all. Brings out that size and stomach-bulging kink.

Loves when you ride him because he loves to watch you struggle to stay upright as you attempt to take him all. In between, he’s thrust upwards just to make you fall onto his chest, only for him to plant his feet into the mattress and drive himself into your heat. He’ll pin you to his chest and force you to lay there and take his cock. When he’s feeling a bit forgiving, he’ll lean back and let you do your thing without helping. Teasing you about how you require help but you’re a big girl/boy, so you could do it on your own. It’s a position that gives him free access to your chest and neck. When he’s finished, you’ll look as though a vampire had its way with you.

Being someone who’s one of the strongest in the family and super buff, Celegorm does not shy away from picking you up and bouncing you on his cock. He’s more than strong to hold your weight and move you along his length. Behind a pair of curtains, in public in an alleyway or in a cramped closet, he makes use of the position. Also uses it to show off his infamous strength if you ever doubt him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

It’s impossible to laugh during sex with Celegorm given the way he’s fucking you. He’s majority of the time rough, and in no way can you catch your breath to laugh about intrusive thoughts or his actions. Celegorm would literally fuck the laughing jitters out of you, he hates it. The noises you should be making are moans and cries of his name from pleasure, scream if you want to, but only from pleasure. He becomes aggravated whenever you laugh, it gives him the right to assume you’re making fun of him and as a Feanorian, it wounds his pride. This leads him to prove that sex with him is no laughing matter.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Our hunter-elf doesn’t have a spec of hair or even a happy trail, disappointing. He’s completely shaven and clean, he’s never had to worry about the growth of hair down there. You’re lucky he doesn’t have hair, if he did, he’d keep it trimmed but never completely bare.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

It’s rare for Celegorm to be interested in intimacy given his rough nature during sex because whether you make eye contact or not, whether you have your lips attached to his or not, it doesn’t bother him – all he wants to is to be buried in your heat and nothing else. Perhaps when it was your first time, he decided to be a bit soft by looking you in the eyes and wanting to have his lips attached to yours, but as times rolled on by, it didn’t really matter.

There are times (rare times) when Celegorm gets hit with sentimental feelings and decides to be softer – tell me what spell you cast. During such moments, you can expect to hear him whisper how much he loves you or he’s grateful for you in his life.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I agree with numerous headcanons about him his sex drive being the highest in the family because of his hunter-like characteristics. Spending years in the forest among the animals and understanding their nature prompts Celegorm to adapt their behavioural traits. He acts as though he’s always in heat and has to relieve himself 25/8. Not someone who’s ashamed about his sexual desire but makes the effort to relieve himself somewhere quiet. If someone were to come across his, it’s not his fault but theirs. Any clothing attire of yours would do since he has an excellent nose, but the best article is your underwear. He’ll wrap it around his cock and imagine it’s your mouth sucking him off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I’d break my wrist if I wrote all this elf’s kinks, he’s the kinkiest of them all. Let’s start with the most obvious, breeding kink. Celegorm comes from a huge family, and even though thoughts of having children may have or have not been circulating in his head, the urge to breed you is strong. It’s like breeding kinks hereditary among the house of Feanor. The idea of you being all round and stuff, consumed by him and his cum is the tipping block that makes him ravenous. He doesn’t care if you could barely contain all the cum he’s giving you and some is spilling out, he’s filling you up. By the end of the session, there’s normally a small bump that clearly indicates that’s his cum.

Exhibitionism all the way and it’s something as his lover, you’re going to have to become familiar with performing. He doesn’t necessarily have a reason for when his kink strikes. He’ll make you sit on his lap while his cock is buried in you as he speaks with his brothers as if he isn’t fucking you. Celegorm has no shame. Curufin being his closest brother would sometimes walk in on you both in his study or room and simply sit and wait until you two are finished. Curufin has seen it all and I’m surprised he isn’t scarred. There is no part of the palace where you two haven’t fucked and almost no work has not come across the both of you in very provocative positions. It’s worse when his jealousy is boiling because he’ll go as far as to fucking you in his cousin's room and have them sit and watch.

Dacryphilia is high on his list as well. To him, seeing tears of pleasure streaming down your face as he’s giving it to you hard and fast makes his pride swell. You’re so riddled by the pleasure he’s donning, that you can’t help but shed tears which makes you appear more beautiful. The level of filth that gets spewed past his lips as you're crying is phenomenal. He has it in his mind that if you’re not crying from pleasure, then he isn’t fucking you right. It pushes him to overstimulate or become even rougher, and lots of other kinks get whipped out.

A two-in-one, Celegorm is an avid dirty talker and tends to humiliate you with a tad bit of degradation, but it’s never overdone. His form of degradation is more praising if you get what I’m saying. It goes up a notch when he’s feeling to breed you. I guess that’s three in one, but he combines it all into one and layers them on you. Reducing you to a pathetic mess that’s hungry for his cock, but is willing to please him well, are the main topics he humiliates you on. Pinning you down while burying his fingers in your heat and mocking you with your voice, laughing in your face and dragging things out. it’s a surprise that he had the patience to do tease you given his insatiable appetite. His favourite thing to call you is his 'cock sleeve'.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere that allows him to have you is good enough for him, however, he can bend to your wish if you aren’t a fan of public sex and prefers to be indoors. The exception he got you to allow was forest sex once you were far from civilization. He’d take you deep into the wood near a hot spring or waterfall and have some outdoor sex with you. Celegorm is grandiose and spontaneous, so it’s expected of him to be open to trying adventurous sexual acts with you. He's open to taking you wherever he pleases. He’d take you behind doors and leave the door open for the thrill of getting caught, so if you’re having sex behind closed doors, tell him to lock it.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Just say the word and Celegorm is ready to go. He has a lot of pent-up frustration during the war and oath, so initiating sex would be pleasing to him as an output. You could wear anything, and Celegorm would find you appetizing with the desire to have you. Low cuts, revealing back and legs, tight clothes and pants, he’s licking and biting his lips imagining that it’s your skin. Furthermore, any sort of high-pitched whines and gasps from you, makes his cock hard and he’s pulling you away from any activity you’re busy with to fuck in some room.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

The only few acts that Celegorm wouldn’t engage in are things like watersport and scat. He doesn't mind sharing despite being an extremely jealous person (Curufin is the exception). Not to mention possessive which is why you’re constantly covered in hickeys and appear as if you’ve been attacked by a vampire. They are many kinks that Celegorm would definitely try because it was thrilling and brings excitement to your sex life. He isn’t a boring person, he’s grandiose and over-the-top, thus things that would make his adrenaline pump is perfect for him. He fancies a literal game of wolf and bunny and would hunt you just like a predator.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Celegorm is aggressive with his oral skills. He’s eager and doesn’t hesitate to tear off your clothes before you’ve even had the chance to remove them yourself. At times, he’ll just pull your underwear to the side or rip them and just dive in. He has no problem if you want to sit on his face and ride his tongue like a rodeo, go right ahead. He loves seeing how crazy you become and lose yourself on his tongue. Very skilled and second to his older brother in the orals department. Doesn’t have an oral fixation but enjoys it when he can sit between your legs and spend some time savouring your essence. There are moments when he’s very cruel with his oral skills – he’ll hold you down and overstimulate you, prompting you to squirt on his face. He doesn’t let you control the pace and demands that you bask in the pleasure he’s giving.

Never will he ever says no to you sucking him off and doesn’t fancy letting you control the pace. Everything for Celegorm is hard and fast, which also includes when you’re sucking him off. Terrifyingly dominant and either guides your head along his cock or holds your head still and thrusts his hips hard and fast. He loves when he hears you gagging on his cock because it fuels his ego into him believing that his cock is big. He loves his blowjobs sloppy and messy, so cry and drool all over his cock and makes him feel as if he has the best in the world. Celegorm would be honest that he prefers to receive over giving, thus sucking him off is more highly performed than him going down on you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

I don’t know if he understands what slow and sensual mean given that he’s beyond hasty and quick-tempered. Doing things with precision and accuracy is all Celegorm, but he knows how to mix those two attributes with rough and fast and still get the job done to perfection. Even in soft sessions with praising and worshipping him would happen, he's still rough. Fast and rough is the rightest pacing for someone like Tyelko given his nature and animalistic personality.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Loves them wholeheartedly because he’s still able to enjoy himself and get you both off given his phenomenal skills. He doesn’t care if he has to fit you both into a cramped spacing like a broom closet or in a closet, he’s making that quickie work. Celegorm would simply drag you off to some empty room or area in the palace and remove whatever clothing into the way before taking you right there. He indulges in his kinks during quickies and the intensity of the session heighten. In ten minutes, Celegorm would have gotten you to two orgasms and spewing filth about how you’re gonna cum again for him.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Outdoor and public sex as well as having an exhibitionism kink are the risks that he’s willing to run with. He’ll try to get you to indulge in his hunting kink of playing chase in the woods – wolf and bunny. The most unsure kink of his you’ve attempted to incorporate into your lives was his knife kink, and even that was a challenge until you found some way to incorporate it into your lifestyle. Threesome are also on the list, he pairs up with his brother, you can guess which one. The only thing is that, Curufin doesn't get the pleasure of cumming inside you at no expense, that's reserved for Celegorm alone.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

How long he goes for depends on your stamina because if you don’t speak up then you’re in for one hell of a night. When he starts, he doesn’t stop – he’ll keep you up from sundown to sunrise. In one evening, Celegorm would be greedy and go for four or five rounds until you call it quits. Sometimes, you feel insure because of your inability to sedate his hunger but he’s quick to reassure you that your performance isn’t the reason. “Kitten, I just can’t get enough of you – every time I feast my eyes on you, I get hungry.” That’s his response whenever you begin to feel insecure in your skills. Aside from that, Celegorm’s hunger is that of a wolf, he’s passionate about sleeping with you, and makes every minute count and enjoyable.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

This is a hard nut to crack because Celegorm is always there to please you, so the idea of you turning to a toy for extra pleasure or desired pleasure because he isn’t around is an ultimate slap in his face. All your pleasure must come from him and no one or nothing else. But at the same time when punishment and teasing you come into play, he loves the idea of tying your arms and legs to the bedpost and fucking you with a dildo. He’ll use it to overstimulate you and listen to your cries and pleas. If vibrators existed, then he’d use that as well as you’re tied to the bedpost. He puts his brother in misery when it comes to making all sorts of dildos for your pleasure. As for Celegorm, he doesn’t mind using toys (fleshlight) on himself, but it isn’t a comfort since it doesn’t compare to your heat.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Celegorm has no sense of danger and would definitely finger you under the dinner table as you converse with his family. He’ll wait until you’re in deep conservation with his siblings and just run his fingers up your leg, slapping your hands away and just finger you. He laughs as you struggle to remain composed as you speak because your orgasm is approaching – the sucker makes you cum right there and forces you to hold in your moans. Have him deny you orgasm after orgasm and watch as you cry and beg him to let you cum. Have him whisper in your ear and drag you off to some corner to go down on you and leave you wanting at the last minute. It’s in his nature to tease, so from the start, you were playing his game.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Loud as a howler monkey and proud as a peacock with it – no shame, wants the entire world to know that his lover is making him feel amazing and to show off your skills. Wants to make everyone around jealous that he’s getting a little something and they aren’t. Furthermore, he wants you to know just how good you’re making him feel and to boost your confidence. However, he can be quite loud and alert the entire vicinity of your activity, so it’s best if you have sex outdoors in the wildlife (but you might scare them off) or ask him to dial it down. Lots of grunting, growling, swearing and dirty talking.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Probably the most shocking thing about Celegorm and he would die if the rest of the world knew about it is pegging. He hates invoking the idea but loves the pleasure that surges through his body. It’s the only time Celegorm would allow himself to be submissive, and even as he’s being pegged, he takes control of the situation. He wants to be in control of how he’s being pleasured. He’ll ride you like a stallion and make you question if he’s done that before.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

The veiniest cock out of all his brothers and packs the most weight to it. His tip is bulbous and gets red while the rest remains the same complexion as his body. Celegorm is a grower, hence his reason for being super cocky. He knows that when his cock is erected, it shocks people who didn’t think he had length on his side. He does stand out with girth more than length though, but it doesn’t give his cock a disproportionate appearance. Celegorm’s cock is straight as a needle without the slightest curve.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

There isn’t a member in the family whose sex drive is as close as his, some might come close but it’s still nowhere near. He would have sex no less than four times a week, and the rounds he goes for adds to his drive. His sex drive never dropped during the times of war, if anything, it remained the same. His desire for you just increased. Whenever Celegorm sees you with children, his mind pushes his body into heat to breed you which makes his sex drive in one week equivalent to a month’s worth.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) He’s out like a light once you’re not looking like the dead and isn’t broken. Once you’ve shown the expressions of comfort, Celegorm will drag you into his embrace and fall right to sleep. He sleeps like a log and the house could be burning down, the earth could split in half, the dead could rise, God could walk the earth and an apocalypse could be happening, Celegorm is still snoozing. Once he’s out, you simply have to lie there in his embrace and suffer.

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elentarial · 8 months

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6 Sentence Sun-Tuesday

I was tagged by @runawaymun to post the last six sentences I wrote, but of course, I forgot. I have ADHD guys. I can’t remember to go back and do stuff… can barely focus on what I’m doing atm.

So it’s now Tuesday and here are my six sentences.

Oromë offered Celegorm a sidelong glance. “So you got mad and ran away from home,” he repeated slowly.

“Not ‘ran away’, I just left for a little bit. I used to do it all the time. I always came back a few hours later.”

“And you were just wandering around town being a menace?”

“Exactly!”

“And you found a puppy in a box and decided to bring it home?” He was quiet for a few moments and then broke into an amused laugh. “That seems logical.”

Tagging (with zero pressure) @curufinswife @i-did-not-mean-to @sallysavestheday @leucisticpuffin @epphfervescent

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elennalore · 3 years

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Curufin’s Plan

Written for @feanorianweek Day 5: Curufin. I didn’t have any prompts in mind while writing this, but in retrospect, the prompt Manipulation suits rather well.

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Curufin takes a slow, deep breath in and exhales. This is his new life. The air is filled with familiar scents and the weather is mild. Overall, it’s a pleasant awakening, like coming home. Well, it is a homecoming for him. He is almost ashamed to admit it, but Middle-earth never felt like home to him. It was a mission to accomplish. (He didn’t succeed.)

He is standing outside the gates of Mandos, and his memories of the gloomy place are already becoming hazy. He’s looking forward to the future, his mind is busy making plans. The past doesn’t interest him. Even in Mandos he was always planning what he would do when he finally was re-embodied. (He hadn’t expected it to happen so soon.) There were tapestries on the walls of his cell, showing him events of the world. He had studied them thoroughly. It was important to memorize everything that had happened. Only with that knowledge he could decide on the best action.

Nerdanel is waiting for him outside the gates, happy but also a bit wary. A pleasant surprise is that Celegorm stands beside her.

“You rascal, how are you released before me!” he exclaims, and then they hug, brothers and partners in crime.

Nerdanel takes him to her house; it’s a new one and does not bear any memories. She gives him a brief update on the situation, knowing what he wants to hear – she has given a similar briefing before, Curufin realizes. Caranthir has been the first of them to return; he lives a secluded life in the countryside. It sounds like he’s not changed. Celegorm came back next, and he has not settled down – he lives in the forests of Oromë like a wood elf, but comes every now and then to help Nerdanel. The twins are still in Mandos and so is Maedhros – and no one knows Maglor’s whereabouts.

“And my son?” he has to ask, although he already knows what the answer is. Celebrimbor’s fate has been the most horrible of them all – he is probably going to remain in Mandos for eternity. Nerdanel shakes her head, looking suddenly forlorn, and for a moment Curufin is overwhelmed by feelings of guilt. He should have never taken his son with him when he left Aman. But there’s no use dwelling in the past.

He needs a plan.

Before his mind has formed any real plan, though, people start to arrive at Nerdanel’s house. The word of his return has spread quickly. But these are not his enemies, as he had thought at first. They are elves who have sworn their loyalty to him, and they are coming back now.

And why wouldn’t they come? They have followed him to Middle-earth; they have fought alongside him. Some have died in the wars against Morgoth, some have died in Doriath, or even Alqualondë (not many because their power was superior). Like him, they have returned to a world that sees them as kinslayers rather than brave warriors they really are.

“Let it not be that way,” Curufin speaks. He’s not as masterful a speaker as atar was, but he has heard Fëanor speaking so often that he can try to imitate him at least. They have gathered around him in Nerdanel’s backyard, carrying his flags and pennants. Many of them see him as the heir of Fëanor, and he decides that they are not wrong. Caranthir or Celegorm are clearly not up to the task, anyway.

So his plan begins to take shape.

“We are those who defended Arda from the evil of Morgoth when the Valar did nothing. We endured harsh conditions and became more powerful because of that. We have been betrayed.” His words make the eyes of the elves shine like in the old times. They shout his name like a chant: Curufinwë, Curufinwë.

Oh, it’s just like in the good old days. The elves come to listen him again and again. The commotion makes the Valar of course nervous. One day, in the middle of their gathering, Námo appears.

I didn’t release you to start another civil war, Námo speaks inside his mind. There’s something in the presence of the Vala that causes pure terror in Curufin’s heart, the fear of annihilation, and he swallows a sharp comment he was about to say. But he manages to look calm, earning the respect of the elves around him. Námo’s appearance is nothing but beneficial to his cause. It’s a perfect time to reveal his plan.

“I’m going to rebuild Formenos.” His words are meant as much to Námo as to the crowd of elves. “Assuming the Valar allow me to rebuild what one of them has destroyed.” He turns to look at Námo’s menacing grey shape. “How is it, lord Mandos?”

Everyone is silent, waiting for Námo’s next words. Curufin already knows that he has won. The Valar claim to have no control over the life decisions of elves. Námo can’t withhold Formenos from him without appearing a hypocrite.

“Formenos is yours,” Námo agrees at last, and the elves surrounding Curufin break into tumultuous applause. They don’t hear Námo’s final words in his mind before the Vala vanishes without trace. I’m watching you.

Curufin doesn’t care, he’s already looking to the future. “You heard Mandos. Even the Valar can’t deny us what is rightfully ours! Every one of you is welcome to live in the stronghold of the Noldor. Together, we’ll start a new life there, with our own laws and rules.”

He pauses for a while. The place is haunted, Nerdanel has heard people say, but he’s not afraid of the ghosts of the past. Not when he can learn from them.

“The rule number one will be: No Ainu is allowed to step inside the gates of Formenos.”

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