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doodle-pops · 6 months

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“How Much Do You Love Me?”

A/N: This was originally planned for the underrated character event and ended up being scrapped at the last minute. Enjoy!

I’D DIE FOR YOU…in a heartbeat, if you ever asked them to choose, they would instead give their lives so that you can continue living. They preferably die, even if the act was selfish, which meant leaving you alone for the rest of your life. It would pain them to leave you behind to suffer and grieve their deaths, but it was better than staining their hands with blood while continuing to live. It simply wasn’t a part of their nature. It felt more heroic to give their life to save the love of theirs.

Celebrimbor, Fingolfin, Fingon, Argon, Finarfin, Finrod, Angrod, Aegnor, Glorfindel, Ecthelion, Egalmoth, Rog, Galdor, Beleg, Elrond, Elrohir, Elladan, Erestor, Gil Galad, Manwë, Irmo, Námo, Eönwë, Tilion

I’D KILL FOR YOU…and there’s no joking around when some got on their knees and swore to remove anyone and anything that threatened to harm or take you away from them. They have no issue in removing the enemy with their hands—getting them dirty was all a part of your protection. The act of taking someone’s life never or no longer bothers them so long as you remain safe and alive.

Feanor, Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin, Amrod, Amras, Fingon, Turgon, Maeglin, Thingol

I'D BURN THE WORLD FOR YOU…and they would do it in a heartbeat if that was the only way for the both of you to live in peace without any enemies and threats. A guaranteed method to sustain both your happiness and forever. A world without anyone to obstruct your love and steal either of you away. They would set the world on fire to remove everything so long as you remain at their side, and from the ashes, they’ll merely create a new world for you both to live in peace.

Feanor, Thingol, Melkor, Mairon

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eunoiaastralwings · 2 years

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You're still accepting request right? I have a complicated one here for you. I didn't know how to write this one for myself, so I'm passing the mantle on to you to write. >.< forgive me.

Reader is Maedhros wife from the years of the trees and came with the host of Finarfin for the War of Wrath and along with Eonwe and Maglor, was able to convince Maedhros to return to Valinor and accept his punishment - that way they could be together again. Years after he did his time, he was the first to leave and reunite with his wife. His wife obviously forgave him.

If it's too complicated to write it's okay, you can omit and change it up to your liking to make it easier to write. 🌻🌻

featuring maedhros x wife reader

fandom tolkien- the silmarillion

a/n i loved this request so much - i couldn’t stop thinking about it

warnings angst, little spicy especially towards the end, sadness, forgiveness, small violence, arguments

You didn't know what to do— just continued staring at your husband.

His flaming red hair over his shoulders, freely flowing— standing so tall and handsome about 5 feet away from you.

His fiery blue eyes glimmered— and you realized he was holding back his tears as much as you were.

When your mother-in-law said there was someone here to meet you, you never expected it to be your husband— your long lost husband — the one that you even thought had given up on your marriage— considering the way he spoke to you last— as if dismissing you for good.

For a moment your mind replayed the day of your wedding— just before the year of the trees of Valinor— that day you thought the sun was shining its brightest.

You stood hand-in-hand— you in a shimmering white dress with sparkles of silver and gold— while he stood there as your prince charming and husband-to- be— promising each other the brightest of futures.

When completing your marriage that night— he whispered all and everything into your ears as he made love to you— sweet and tender, pulling his name from you and kissed you with the utmost passion you thought would collapse in his arms— that nothing shall come before you and it was your comfort and heart that mattered the most to him.

He promised you everything and more as he held you close, skin to skin and with your souls intertwined.

But all that and more vanished when he swore under the oath of his father— alongside his brothers and nephew.

It was like you were speaking with another ellon on the shores of Valinor as he was ready to depart with them— you begged him not to go, to stay with you.

He raised his hand — but he stopped seeing the frightened look in your eyes, he trying to cup your face but seeing you react negatively. . . deep down he knew it was only the beginning.

Maedhros sighed and left you on the shores, with his mother and Curufin’s wife.

You stayed put as instructed to do so — but during the War of Wrath you no longer cared what Maedhros had told you — you set out to fight putting yourself in as the host of Finarfin even if your kin had disagreed with you.

But you had to go. You had mainly joined to see your beloved again — to comfort and hold him for just moment and promised Nerdanel to deliver her prayers to her last two lving sons.

Silently thanking him for the years of training your Maitimo had given you, fought your way through battle — even as the fire breathing beasts joined.

You kept fighting through — with the one goal of wanting to see your husband again — you didn’t care for the wounds, ache, blood and mud on you. You kept fighting through, even when tears flowed down your face and rejoiced as Manwe’s eagles came.

When the battle was over and with the defeat of Morgoth — you tried to face your husband. But Eonwe and Maglor was already there by the time you found him.

Eonwe was right they had to summon themselves to justice for everything they had done.

You never witnessed the two brother break into a heated argument— the oath had broken apart this family more than you could ever imagine.

When Maglor had made the point of Manwe or even Varda being able to release them from the oath you had jumped to agree — that’s when Maedhros froze and it broke your heart because your beloved husband had only noticed you now.

The entire time Maedhros had kept his back to you and he tried to turn but he stopped himself — and strictly dismissed you.

“This does not concern you, Y/N.”

That was definitely not ellon you once knew — he spoke to you with a gentle and loving words and with a tone that made you float.

No — this rough edged voice. . . it shocked you.

Your Maitimo has changed — after watching his younger brothers die, take the precious lives of others and tortured under Morgoth. . . he had changed completely.

You reached for his hand — you did not care for which one — it didn’t matter to you because you had hoped at least your touch would bring back the ellon you knew before.

You looked up at him.

“Maitimo, vero, please listen to us. We can stop this now. We can be together. We do not need to take anymore lives. Please just accept your punishment and then. . . we can be together again. . .” (husband).

“Together?”

He glared down at you — then roughly yanked away the arm that was missing a limb from your hand.

“Together? And what? Have everything my brothers died for come to nothing? Everything brothers and I have done become nothing? We have done so much and been through so much, Y/N! — And what the fuck do you want to do? Throw that all away? Do you even understand what you are asking me to do, you foolish girl?”

“Vero. . .” (husband).

His eyes twitched like a madman’s.

“If you do not understand what any of this means to me — then you shouldn’t be my wife at all!”

Maedhros suddenly raised your sword at you — almost shocking and scaring the life out of you.

Maglor had jumped in — quickly pushing you out of the way, making you trip and fall onto the ground and held back his brother.

You sobbed on the ground in seeing you have completely lost your husband to the oath.

From that day you had never stopped crying —wondering if Maedhros wanted to break off your marriage then. Then when hearing Maedhros and Maglor has stolen the silmarils — Maedhros throwing himself into a volcano with two of them and Maglor casting his into the sea you had never known.

You simply returned to Nerdanel in heartbreak and utter loss.

Living there almost like a soulless dying elleth, wondering if your marriage was over and when or if Maedhros returns, would he search for you?

Over the years — you brought yourself out less and less —only meeting Nerdanel, Curufin’s wife or Maglor’s wife unless absolutely necessary — otherwise you locked yourself away in your own world.

“Veri . . .” (Wife).

Maedhros’ voice quickly brought you back to the present.

He has taken a step closer.

“Please say something. . .”

He begged you — the whole time he watching you as shifted into your mind’s eye.

After all this time. . .

“Am I still your wife?”

You whimpered — wondering what you meant to him.

“Of course you are!”

He didn’t hesitate to answer you.

Then — he suddenly lifted you onto the table — you gasped as he did — he wanted to look into your eyes without causing strain on your neck or his neck.

He carefully and slowly cupped your face — he had scared you so many times and it was eating him apart —he kept punishing himself for it.

While taking the oath he had broken all his promises to you.

“If you will still have me. . .”

He whispered — tears pooling his eyes when he looked into your eyes.

You noticed how he sometimes forgot how he has both hands when he tried brush away your own tears.

“. . .Because Eru knows, am not deserving of fair loving maiden like you.”

You let out a sob and placed your forehead against his forehead.

“Of course, Maitimo . . .- of course I’ll still have you. I was so . . . - so scared you wanted to break off our marriage.”

“No.”

He immediately shook his head.

“That is not what I wanted, melda. I want you. . . I want us. . .”

“Then prove it to me. . .Make love to me. . . Renew our wedding. . .”

You whispered to him.

Maedhros didn’t need to be told twice —he lips quickly smashed onto your lips, latching on and immediately lifted you, wrapping your legs around his waist.

Your husband was on you —pressing himself to you and kissing you deeply as he made his way over to your once shared chambers.

He delicately placed you on the bed as if you were fragile thing.

He pulled back to look into your eyes, still looking for permission and when you nodded he dived back in — littering kisses all over you.

Maedhros harshly pulled down your dress and his robes and took you in his arms, his hands roaming every inch of skin he could find.

Years —centuries had he waited for this and this time he planned to keep his promises to you as he pushed himself in and out of you with tenderness, marking your skin with his kisses and whispers sweet nothing in your ears.

“I love you . . .”

He whispered delicately into you ears.

“I love you too, Maitimo. . . — but don’t you dare break my heart again!”

He chuckled, but still placed a loving kiss on your forehead and still buried deep inside you.

“I promise, veri. . .never. . . I do not plan on losing you ever again.”

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lockedloki · 4 years

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masterlist✨

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Rules: X

Tolkien

Elves

maedhros fic learning he’s going to be a dad : X

maedhros domestic headcanons: X

finrod fic “irises are symbols of hope” : X

dating celegorm would include: X

dating finrod headcanons: X

finarfin proposing and domestic bliss: X

dating fingon would include: X

married life with fingon: X

being married to fingolfin would include: X

elrond and lindir meeting a tiger-skinchanger scenarios: X

dating lindir would include: X

dating elladan headcanons: X

gwindor dating a younger s/o would include: X

dating mablung would include: X

egalmoth with a short s/o - dating headcanons: X

dating glorfindel: X

glorfindel fic where the reader has a bad head injury: X

being in a poly-relationship with legolas and gimli would include: X

father figure!elrond and dealing with reader’s nightmare: 1

elladan, elrohir and arwen comforting reader after a break-up: X

celeborn, galadriel and cirdan comforting reader with a breakdown/tantrum: X

dating and marriage finrod post-rebirth headcanons: X

celebrimbor general headcanons: X

random headcanons for the house of elrond: X

maedhros, gwindor and maeglin headcanons about s/o rescuing them from Angband: X

domestic life with feanor headcanons: X

aredhel and celegorm goes surfing: X

family headcanons with curufin : X

cirdan and elrond father!headcanons: X

nsft maglor headcanons: X

Ainur

dating mairon would include: X

random 5 eonwe headcanons: X

mairon/sauron/annatar and y/n: the meme-ening

Dwarves

the company wishing you happy birthday and the gifts they’d give you: X

Hobbits

bilbo celebrating your birthday with you would include: X

bilbo asking you very important questions would include: X

Men/Humans

éomer fic where the reader gets hurt sparring: X

boromir and aragorn with a short s/o headcanons : X

#masterlist #lord of the rings x reader #the hobbit x reader #the silmarillion x reader #tolkien x reader #hobbits #dwarves #elves #men #ainur #valar #maiar #loki's lists

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glorf1ndel · 2 months

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RULES: Post descriptions of your WIPs in a poll. For whichever one wins, write 8 sentences.

Okay here we go, pals! 😄

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glorf1ndel · 1 month

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PLEASE tell us about His Braid In The Wind

So His Braid in the Wind is a series about Finarfin and Eönwë, and the specific WIP with that title is a love confessions fic! I imagine both of them as a little emotionally awkward, but in this story, they're trying to talk things out. :P

“Arafinwë,” Eönwë began, “You like me, right?” Finarfin drew his brows together, letting the question linger. Those were words he had not expected to hear from Eönwë. Then again, the Maia – Manwë’s glorious herald, who guarded the Máhanaxar where the Valar held their councils and flew among the Eagles with wings of his own – did many things that Finarfin, as an Elda, could not fathom. “Yes, I like you,” he ventured.

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cilil · 6 months

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» AN: Alright, since you guys voted to see the other ficlet I wrote for Eönwë x Arafinwë too, here you go! Feel free to let me know what you think of the premise ^^

⸙ Fairytale(ish) AU | Eönwë x Arafinwë ⸙ Synopsis: Eönwë injures his wing during a storm and is found by a certain Elven prince. ⸙ Warnings: Injury ⸙ Quintuple drabble

» (Brief) AU background information: Being angels of music, the voices of the Ainur and their ethereal beauty have become known to be dangerously alluring for the Incarnates. To protect them as well as the Ainur themselves, Manwë forbade his Maiar from speaking to any of the Incarnates - unless they have explicit permission for special circumstances - and placed a spell on them to enforce this ban.

He shouldn't be here, straying so far from his path. He shouldn't have flown into a storm so recklessly.

And yet...

"Hello?"

Eönwë let out a soundless gasp when he saw another approaching him and stopped nursing his injured wing, wrapping both around himself instead. This one, he knew immediately, was an Elf – and Manwë would be furious if he knew of this.

The Elf had golden hair, was dressed in fine garments, looking like some sort of prince, and continued to approach, his mien cautious, but full of concern.

"You must be a Maia..."

Eönwë wasn't sure whether it was a question or a statement of fact, and all he could do was nod. In his mind he could hear Manwë's warning and felt the weight of his command bear down on his neck.

You must not speak to them.

They must never see you or hear your voice.

"Are you hurt? Do you need help?" The Elf knelt down next to him and reached out to touch his wing. Eönwë, his eyes still wide with panic, allowed it; he didn't know what else to do.

"My name is Arafinwë. What is your name?"

Arafinwë... What a lovely name.

He managed a smile and nodded to show that he had heard him, though he couldn't answer. It felt as if the very air disappeared from his lungs whenever he opened his mouth to communicate.

"You cannot speak?" Arafinwë seemed to catch on quickly. "That is alright. Maybe we can talk once you feel better."

Eönwë regarded him quietly. Now that he had gotten over the initial shock, he was quite intrigued by this kind, lovely Elf who so readily offered to help a strange creature he had found in the wilderness and would very much like to talk to him – it truly was a shame that he wouldn't be able to. He doubted that Manwë would reward his misbehaviour by granting him permission to meet with and speak to Arafinwë.

In fact, he believed he could already feel his lord's displeasure.

The storm above continued to rage as Arafinwë attempted to tend to his injured wing. Reflexively, Eönwë raised the other one to shield them both from wind, rain and lightning, causing his Elven companion to inch closer and lean into the warm, feathery embrace.

"You have such beautiful wings," Arafinwë complimented while carefully removing some twigs and leaves that had gotten stuck.

Eönwë smiled and bowed his head to express gratitude.

He didn't deserve any of this. He had done wrong and he should have disappeared before Arafinwë even found him, but here he was, letting this wonderful Elf take care of him.

Maybe this was why the Valar wanted to save the Elves, Eönwë mused as he continued to watch. Their incarnate forms were so frail – an ironic observation considering his current injured state – yet so precious, especially Arafinwë with his golden hair and sapphire eyes and kind smile on his rosy lips.

He loved him already.

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cilil · 4 months

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November prompts Soft cuddles - Eowen/Gothmog/Arafinwe

⸙ Prompt: Soft Cuddles | Gothmog x Eönwë x Finarfin ⸙ Synopsis: Gothmog finds out that Eönwë is rather fond of a certain Elven companion of his. ⸙ Warnings: Almost attempted murder (no violence happens though) ⸙ Drabble

» AN: Thanks for your message. Nothing really to say, except... poor Finarfin XD

He found his lover in the arms of a Noldo, the High King no less.

A low growl of displeasure rumbled in his chest, and Gothmog was about to summon his fiery whip to take care of the interloper when Eönwë suddenly wrapped his wings around the sleeping Elf, having sensed his anger.

"Leave him alone!" His eyes were wide, almost pleading, but his voice was firm. "He belongs to me."

"Normally I only share with my brothers, but for you I shall make an exception," Gothmog decided, taking his place at his side, and nuzzled his feathered ears lovingly.

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cilil · 6 months

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Can I ask for requests, for example 29 - fairytale, based on the little mermaid Eönwë/Arafinwe? Or the Beauty and the Beast with Melkor/Mairon but in the end it's Belle who is corrupted too? Which idea do you prefer?

⸙ Prompt: Fairytale (little mermaid) | Eönwë x Arafinwë ⸙ Synopsis: After an accident at sea, Arafinwë nearly drowns - if not for a certain Maia swooping in to save him. ⸙ Warnings: Implied/referenced near death experience ⸙ Double drabble, switching POV

» AN: First of all I need to say that I adore both of these prompts you've given me and tbh they deserve a full fic - while I won't make any promises there, I'll definitely keep them in my notes. I chose the Eönwë x Arafinwë one for now, simply because inspiration struck (might revisit the other one at least for a drabble later, but again no promises). I was also inspired to create a fun little AU that goes beyond the fairytale, but that'll be in another post. For now, please enjoy this one!

He was beautiful, even now that he looked like he had been kissed by death itself.

Eönwë cradled the unconscious Elf in his arms and wrapped his wings around him, a warm, protective embrace of white feathers.

Arafinwë was his name. And noble he was indeed.

He shifted, restless now, and Eönwë leaned down to nuzzle his damp hair while humming a soothing melody. The storm was dissipating, and they were safe on the shore, but Arafinwë needed to rest.

Eönwë knew he shouldn't be here, but he couldn't help himself. He needed to make sure he would be well.

˚ ੈ✧̣̇·˖ 　˚ .　　　✶ ˚　　✦　. 　 ˚　.　　 . ★⋆. ࿐࿔　. ˚　

When Arafinwë awoke, he was surprised to be greeted by the gentle sounds of the sea and Laurelin's light. He remembered falling, being taken by the waves, lost in the darkness...

But there was something else, a memory of strong arms holding him and a wonderful voice singing to him. He remembered warmth and feathers and the calming scent of snow and fresh wind.

Slowly, Arafinwë rose. He wished to thank his mysterious rescuer, but he was alone. Had everything been just a dream?

There was a single white feather stuck in his hair, and he knew it had not.

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cilil · 6 months

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Alright, quick question!

A while ago I received a request for the fairytale prompt with two absolutely wonderful - thanks again, anon!💚 - ideas attached. I ended up choosing the little mermaid with Eönwë/Finarfin and actually wrote two versions, one that stays fairly faithful to the little mermaid plot and one that, to sum it up, takes the voice idea and turns it into a whole AU outside of the fairytale's plot.

I'm thinking I'll post the former in response to the ask because that seems fairer to me, but I wanted to ask:

#thanks!#eonwe #eönwë #finarfin #arafinwe #eonwe x finarfin #cílil's quick queries #my polls #polls

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cilil · 8 months

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I'm supposed to write but instead I was jumped by a plot bunny... and it brought me a little Eönwë/Finarfin idea👀

#plot bunny attack #eonwe #finarfin #eonwe x finarfin

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glorf1ndel · 2 months

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Eonwe/Finarfin for the ship grid?

Yo, I love this ship. I am always here for eldritch beings/ angels/ aliens and regular dudes falling in love. I think the ship makes a bit of sense given that Eönwë and Finarfin fight together in the War of Wrath. There is the fact that Finarfin's married to Eärwen, though. Between the Swan-Maiden of Alqualondë and Manwë's herald, maybe Finarfin has a thing for bird people? XD Anyway, I think the relationship between Finarfin and Eönwë is interesting whether it's romantic or platonic. And it's at its most intriguing when they're trying to navigate their differences as an Elda and one of the Ainur. They want to understand one another, even if that's difficult sometimes. And above all, they're here for each other.

Send me a Tolkien ship and I'll put it on the grid above!

#silm #silmarillion #eonwe x finarfin #finarfin #eonwe #earwen #ask game #tolkien

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cilil · 4 months

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lol i really want to see arafinwë's reaction to the last drabble i bet he will be surprised upon waking up

⸙ Prompt: Extra - Soft Cuddles | Gothmog x Eönwë x Finarfin ⸙ Synopsis: Arafinwë wakes up to a Balrog and finds out the truth about Eönwë's "solo" training sessions. ⸙ Warnings: References to monsterfucking (Balrog) ⸙ Short oneshot

AN: You know what? So do I - and thus I wrote it down. It's even a longer one (compared to the drabbles). Hope you enjoy ;)

This is probably also a good time to mention that this is a post-canon "everyone is reembodied in Valinor" verse.

The first thing Arafinwë noticed when he awoke was the smouldering, all-encompassing heat. Drowsily dragging his mind away from pleasant dreams, he reached for Eönwë and found himself wrapped in the soft, feathery embrace of his wings, though he didn't remember his plumage being this warm.

He might have fallen back asleep if the heat hadn't been so pressing and his fingers hadn't grazed something rough and scaly, some sort of huge limb holding on to his favourite Maia, belonging to neither of them.

Arafinwë sat up suddenly, adrenaline rushing through him as he instinctively recognised the foreign, distinctly hostile presence, and he found himself face to face with a Balrog glaring at him.

"You're lucky he likes you."

He blinked. In all the tales he had heard about these monstrous Maiar over the years, he couldn't remember much about them speaking, yet there they were.

"Unhand us," Arafinwë demanded. There were dozens of questions he wanted to ask – where had the Balrog come from, how was it that Eönwë still slept peacefully – but their present position seemed like a more pressing issue to him.

As he had already expected, they were not released, and his demand was met with low, rumbling laughter.

"I knew him even before you Incarnates walked Arda. He's mine, and you won't tell me when to unhand him."

Their dispute finally roused Eönwë from his slumber, and he unfurled his wings to stretch his limbs. Arafinwë felt saddened at the loss of his touch, though the small breeze caused by his movements brought temporary relief from the heat.

"Gothmog, I told you –"

"You said I can't kill him, not that I can't tell him where his place is."

Gothmog, Lord of Balrogs, responsible for the deaths of several members of his family. Arafinwë sighed.

With the dust of past ages settled and everyone being released over the many millennia that followed, the Valar had done their very best to achieve peace between all parties, but the Noldor had most certainly not forgotten their mortal enemies. A sense of betrayal mixed with Arafinwë's confusion, yet his heart remained mellow as he witnessed Eönwë's determination to defend him against such a terrible foe.

"What do you mean he's yours?" he tried, only for Gothmog to sneer at him.

"Make some more wind, bird, your friend isn't quite heatproof. And slow in the head."

Eönwë politely cleared his throat. "You see, Arafinwë, we are acquainted –"

"We're lovers," Gothmog corrected.

Arafinwë looked back and forth between the two Maiar until his eyes came to rest on Eönwë.

"With a servant of the Enemy?!"

"In secret and only recently." At least Eönwë had the decency to appear contrite.

"He needed a better sparring partner than you fragile Incarnates," Gothmog supplied helpfully. "And as it turned out in other things too."

He reached out with a clawed index finger to gingerly scratch the soft skin underneath Eönwë's chin, eliciting a happy cooing noise.

"But if he wants to keep pets, so be it. I can be generous."

Arafinwë was still surveying the two Maiar. Now that the idea of them bridging the cosmic divide of good and evil through illicit intercourse settled within his mind, he began to see different issues.

"How do you even... do it?" he blurted out, gesturing towards their fánar - most notably Gothmog being roughly twice his and Eönwë's size. "Do you... change shape... or...?"

"Would you like to find out?"

Eönwë, now blushing, elbowed the Balrog. "Don't scare him!"

"Well, bird, I'm not yet sure if I can share with a Noldo, but he can watch us if he wants."

Arafinwë truly wished he could say no and that the mere idea was outrageous and disgusting to him, but he would be lying if he said he hadn't been imagining beautiful Eönwë in various lewd scenarios for ages and that the idea of him taking on a monster in a different way wasn't strangely appealing.

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