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pinkbeastie · 5 months
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chuckles
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galadriel and Halbrand (miv and charlie) bts!!!!!
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shia-the-buff · 2 years
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don't let me down, guys
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maarigolds · 1 year
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Ok but wait a second. Wait a second. WAIT A FUCKING SECOND
Think about it.
An old god with incredible powers has a crush on a greiving, vengeful warrior princess with whom he has a heart to heart by the sea (during which he offers her a very important piece of jewlery)
They are similar in many ways and feel an immediate connection but things go south because he kills her family member.
He asks her to wage war on the world together but she turns him down because she will never give in to her (surprisingly very present) dark side.
So they fight, but they both come out of it alive: a promise of more to come.
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....Do you see where I'm getting at???
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I can't believe both of these smug bastards introduced themselves with "I have many names" only to beg the heroine to be his queen:
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Fall 2022 has truly been the glory days of the villain-f*ckers.
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power (TV 2022) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Galadriel | Artanis/Halbrand (The Rings of Power), Galadriel | Artanis/Sauron | Mairon, Celeborn/Galadriel | Artanis (past), Sauron | Mairon/Thuringwethil (past), Sauron | Mairon/Melkor Bauglir | Morgoth (past), Sauron | Mairon/Other(s), Finrod Felagund | Findaráto & Galadriel | Artanis, Celebrían & Galadriel | Artanis Characters: Galadriel | Artanis, Sauron | Mairon, Halbrand (The Rings of Power), Thuringwethil (Tolkien), Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor, Celeborn (Tolkien), Celebrían (Tolkien), Finrod Felagund | Findaráto, Lúthien Tinúviel, Bronwyn (The Rings of Power) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Succubi & Incubi, Fae & Fairies, Seelie Court, Vampires, Sexual Content, meet not so cute, Bars and Pubs, Shapeshifting, Alternate Universe - Magic, Dubious Consent, Introspection, Private Investigators, Blood Drinking, Police Procedural Elements, Names Hold Power Here, Supernatural Bonds, Size Difference Summary:
Mairon had heard that The House of Fëanor was the only place in this thrice-damned city to get a decent meal these days, but standing outside the nightclub, bathed in flickering neon light and the thumping of a heavy bass line, he was beginning to seriously doubt those claims.
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somebirdortheother · 1 year
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Snippets - Breaking the Ice - My little Star Trekky AU 🤓
So listen up, Haladriel crew, how about a Star Trekky sex pollen fic? Yeah, that’s how I’m procrastinating everything else I’m working on…
“And don’t touch anything,” Commander Noldor’s voice came out like a shrill screech as the door of their pod opened with a satisfying whoosh.
“I’m not an idiot,” Halbrand was still stretching his legs as the Vulcan wasted no time and proceeded to scan the atmosphere, taking off her helmet when she found it acceptable and taking a deep, satisfied inhale.
“That’s debatable, Commander Sauron.”
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 “You pointy-ears sure have a way of taking the fun out of everything.”
“Firstly, I could hear you,” Commander Noldor snapped at him. “Secondly, last time you called something fun, I had to personally extricate you from an armed conflict - riding a large hoofed mammal and using primitive weaponry - all because you seemed to have forgotten the Prime Directive and thought that it would be amusing to get involved in politics of a pre-industrial planet and start a cult.”
Halbrand grinned at the memory, not passing an opportunity to correct Commander Noldor, who still hadn’t told him her other name - though he could have simply looked up her records, which would have been less interesting - in her recollection of the events, “The large hoofed mammal that you ineptly rode is called a horse,” he drawled, “and I didn’t start a cult on Arda… it sort of… formed around me.”
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princessfantaghiro · 10 months
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Lover...Hunter...Friend or Enemy? 🖤🤍
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pursuitseternal · 1 year
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Behold, my fic charcuterie board for today….
I’ve been bouncing between works today. I cannot wait to share. Enjoy a small sampling from today’s fruits of my labor…
From “Touch the Darkness:”
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At first, Sauron thought him weak hearted at the mild rumbling of the volcano, but then, he sensed the shadows, his ears hearing the labored breathing beyond the trees. “Orcs,” Celebrimbor mouthed as his eyes trained deep into the brush.
A growl came from the back of Sauron’s throat, his hand reaching immediately behind him for Galadriel’s body, and his grip clutched tightly at her arm. His magic thrummed through her, filling her with that pressure and smoke, “I can hear their hushed commands, their black speech meant for only their ears.” He grimaced at the fools who would forget their master that gave them that tongue. They would die before they were reminded.
“They are after the Queen,” he pushed his presence deep into both elves beside him, Celebrimbor’s eyes growing instantly wider at the intrusion and the rush of magic. But the king only continued. “Are your soldiers good fighters?”
“Good enough for an Orc raid and more,” the elf nodded his head along with his thoughts. “Take Galadriel to safety, my lord. You have found the first of your allies with me.”
With that, in the dim and greying light, they each scattering over the slopes of Oroduìn. Drawing his blade, Celebrimbor and his warriors charged into the treeline, cutting off the ambush in the shadows that they sought as cover.
“I can fight,” Galadriel hissed, her anger and frustration crashing into her king with icy power.
“You are stubborn, my Elf,” he sneered aloud before giving a low whistle to his steed. “You are beyond value to me, and I will do whatever necessary to protect you, now. Even if I have to carry you on my shoulder, throw you over Burzum’s back and ride you into the castle.”
Galadriel froze in silent rage.
“Very well, it is as you wish,” his sneer drew more twisted into that gut-dropping smirk of his. “But you should know I will take far more delight in it this way.”
A moment before she could confirm his sultry words, he did as he said. Heaving her atop his shoulders he was ready to set her gently on his tall destrier the moment it obeyed his command. Sauron spared no moment to kick his horse forward, away from the fighting and into the brightest patches of fading sun.
As they rode, she melted into him. She knew he was right. The child within her drained her energy, tapping on both their magics as it grew. But more importantly, her life was no longer just her own again. The rhythm of the warhorse’s canter swayed her hard against his chest, and she curled into him for warmth against the whipping near-winter air. That stubble of his face scratched at her ear as he bent his head to whisper, “I am not one to keep my mighty commander from a fight, but you cannot forget just how precious you have become to me. Never in a thousand ages would I find one to replace you.” He placed a halting kiss on her temple as they lurched across the plains, Barad-Dûr growing closer with each moment. Then he whispered it again. “Far, far too precious.”
From “Dark Wolf of the Woods:”
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Magic seeped from him, already almost reduced to nothing, it would be so easy to let the warm dark settle around him at last.
To just shed the form that trapped him.
Eyes fluttered shut as two soft hands lifted his heavy head. One of his last breaths escaped as a whine, pitiful even to his own ears. His neck wounds soured, his haunch still weeping blood. Too much blood.
Suddenly, something stung on his hip, something slick and sticky heating right on the seeping gash that was killing him. “Hush now,” Galadriel soothed him, her fingers gingerly pressing some fragrant paste into his open wound. “Thank you for ending him,” her voice floated through the mists that clouded his mind, unable yet to open his eyes. Strength depleting so rapidly, she but only slowed his life draining from him with her healing. Ignoring his approaching death, that infernal She-elf just kept talking. “I would like to say that you saved me, but I think we both know, cast-off servant of the Dark One, I would have made quick work of him myself.”
Great, he sneered in foul humor. It would have been nice at least to die in this form having done something worth remembering. But, alas, even his faint attempts at heroics failed, just as pitifully as his attempts to be the enemy.
Not a villain; not a hero. And yet she remained blissfully unaware that he was dying.
His lungs grew dry, his breaths shallow and rattling. And all the while she tended his wounds, her fingers now pressing that stenching paste into the soured bite marks at his neck. At the least, he could die with one last glimpse of that ethereal face and that glowing, beautiful hair.
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I'll never be normal again will I
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demonscantgothere · 1 year
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Y'all, I can't stop myself. Send halp.
Beasts of the Hill and Serpents of the Den by Helholden - Chapter Five: A Dance of Freedom
Werewolf/Beauty and the Beast AU. Takes place during the First Age on an alternate timeline on the island of Tol-in-Gaurhoth, the Isle of Werewolves, one of Sauron's former strongholds. Instead of sending his wolves out to kill Finrod, Sauron demands an exchange for his life. Galadriel offers herself.
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power (TV 2022), The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
Warnings: Explicit, No Archive Warnings Apply, F/M, Work in Progress
Relationship(s): Galadriel/Sauron, Galadriel/Halbrand
Tags: Alternate Universe - Beauty and the Beast Fusion, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, First Age, Alternate Timelines, Beauty and the Beast Elements, Werewolves, Magic, Kidnapping, Slow Build, Seduction, Power Imbalance, Conversations, Walks In The Park, Ballroom Dancing, Hunters & Hunting, Bathing/Washing, Hair Washing, Drunken Flirting, Flirting, Masturbation in Bathroom, Voyeurism, Dirty Jokes, Dirty Talk, Sharing Body Heat, Sharing a Bed, Tenderness, Vulnerability, Cuddling & Snuggling, Eventual Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Mind Sex, Dream Sex, Consensual Mind Control, Mutual Masturbation, Bad BDSM Etiquette, BDSM, Bondage and Discipline, Rope Bondage, Dom/sub, Dom/sub Play, Dom/sub Undertones, Power Play, Blindfolds, Sensory Deprivation, Praise Kink, Body Worship, Rough Kissing, Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Spanking, Biting, Master/Servant, Master/Pet, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Sauron Being an Asshole, Sauron Kidnaps Galadriel and Seduces Her, that's the plot, That's it, that's how this works, Finrod Will Show Up Again Later and Try to Rescue Galadriel
Chapter Summary:
“Kidnapping is hardly the way to court a lady—”
“Ah,” Halbrand said with a sigh, “but when you have a reputation like mine—” He leaned in close to her hair as they danced, whispering the next words into her ear, “—it tends to scare all the pretty Elf maidens away.” He pulled back from her to look her in the eyes, and Galadriel could not stop herself from meeting them.
“Why not a human woman?” Galadriel demanded. “They would be easier to sway, I assume?”
“Easier and better are not equals,” Halbrand admonished her. His feet came to an easy pause during the music, and the hand that held her waist slipped around her back to hold her more fully with his entire arm as he dipped her low. He took the moment to speak the next words directly to her as he stared down at her face. “Besides,” he added, saying it as if it was almost an afterthought, though it was not, and he raised his eyebrows at her at the same time. “They are not immortal like you and me.”
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buffyfan145 · 4 months
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I just wanted to point out an important detail to add to the infamous Forest Scene between Haladriel: Sauron, the Dark Lord, the Abhorred Necromancer, had TEARS in his eyes when he described how fighting by Galadriel's side affected him. He was so moved by this new feeling, that he wanted to "bind" it to himself forever, that his eyes litterally started welling with tears. And they weren't to manipulate anyone either, because he was not even looking at Gal when it occurred. I also noticed she had to shut her own eyes like she was holding back tears when she admitted: "I felt it too." Also, don't get me started on their raspy voices. I listened to their dialog, free of music, and to quote another user, it sounded like they were naked and in bed together, whisperering after a love scene.
I love that detail too!!! 😀 Makes me love that scene even more and it meant so much to both of them. And I've heard that too in a video of that scene without music and it is so intimate.
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pinkbeastie · 2 years
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pt two of @kallielef on twitter 💕
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bad-surprise · 7 months
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at the museum, with you across the way
chapter 19: these things take forever, i especially am slow
haladriel modern au | E | 68.1k | 19/?
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gil-galadhwen · 10 months
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Rings of Power | Galadriel x Halbrand
Notes: I started this for Haladriel Week but never got around to finishing it until now!
I took inspiration from the song No Limit of Stars by The Veils.
Word Count: 700+
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Forever Entwined
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Sauron might’ve preferred to inhabit an elf; they were strong, wise and immortal, and while he didn’t think he was particular about these things, the human man who lay dying with an orc’s spear piercing his chest, was probably his last choice. No one was going to miss him. That was a good thing, he guessed. It wouldn’t do to occupy a vessel that was recognisable.
The first thing he’d touched when he opened his blood-crusted eyes was what he thought was a scabbard - the leathery material beneath his hand was rough and plated with metal, but as he brought it up to his face to inspect it more closely, he saw that it was a medallion of some kind; time worn and oddly comforting. He had meant to throw it away or at least hide it somewhere for safekeeping but there was something about it that stopped him from parting with it. A strange familiarity that despite it having belonged to a dead king of a now dying kingdom, it still filled him with hope.
“You treat that talisman like a child with a beloved blanket.”
Sauron felt the reassuring weight of the amulet once more before tucking it beneath his tunic.
“Something tells me you never had a beloved item in childhood, Galadriel, because you were never a child.” 
“I was a child once. Although it was some time ago.” There was a smile in the she-elf’s voice, warm and inviting. 
“So tell me then, what was it?” He glanced her way, hoping to meet those blazing eyes of hers, but her attention was on the map spread out in front of them.
“I do not recall,” she said. “We live too long to keep a count of every single meaningful thing.”
Just like that, the smile in her voice was gone and something clutched at Sauron’s insides. Immortality was a coveted quality. It was unsettling to hear it spoken with a tinge of sadness. He was immortal himself but he was seeing it now through a mortal gaze and a human man’s compulsions. 
He watched her fingertip follow the line drawn on the map depicting the river that ran through the Southlands. 
“I had a boat once. It was only made from a piece of vellum paper but it was special. I remember placing it on the water and its sides fanning out like a swan. Something about it struck me as important at the time, and I still to this day, cannot tell you why. Perhaps it was a child’s imaginings.”
“What became of it?” he asked, moving closer to her side. “The paper boat?”
Galadriel stood up straight, rubbing her thumb over her forefinger stained blue from the map’s ink. “It sank, which is not surprising as paper does not do well with water. I knew then that nothing can truly last forever. Not even the paper we write our histories and draw maps upon, hoping to pass them on to future generations.”
That was the most she’d ever said to him since they’d met and he felt a man’s compulsion rise in him; the desire to draw even closer. To breathe in the scent of her warm skin and murmur comforting words against her neck. He’d tell her that they were as limitless as the stars. That together, they were forever entwined in the partition between the living and the dead and could do great things. That he alone could see her greatness. He alone could see her light. He would serve her and only her forever, if she let him.
But instead he let the Maiar part of him take over, blotting out the compulsions and compassion within him that belonged to someone else. A dead human king.
“Well, perhaps you should have made it from something more sustainable,” he said, hating every word as they left his traitorous lips.
He didn't wait for her reaction. Something told him she wouldn't bestow her usual scowl but something much more vulnerable that he didn't deserve to see. So he turned on his heel and marched out of the room, his hand clutching the Southlands amulet tight enough for it to break.
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ophidion · 3 months
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Hi, it took me forever to find your Tumblr account since the link on AO3 wasn't working. I was just wanting to check and see if you are the author of Constellations Inked In Blood? If you are, when do you think you might update again? I totally understand if life has gotten crazy or if you have writer's block, and it's perfectly fine for you to take some time to do it, I was just wondering if there is a timeline or if you have an estimate on when the next chapter might be released? It's definitely one of my favorite fics, I'm rereading it now for the third or fourth time. You are an amazing author and I hope you are doing well, life is going well, and your day is going well!
Constellations is one of my favorite pieces because of its intricacies and I love HP but… it’s a fandom that despite all of your lovely things in my inbox and quiet support, Haladriel has provided me a community when life has gotten me down. I do have some writers block due to just generally everything going on with life. But more importantly, when I’ve been unable to write for that particular fic, I don’t have the same community that I do for working on my Haladriel fics.
It’s not abandoned just… it’s not the writing am able to do right now. Nor is it the writing I need to write during this season of big life changes. I know I’ll be back, just, when I am writing the stories that I feel need to be told.
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The start of my In Every Universe 5+1 Haladriel fic comes with a WW2 Nurse/Soldier AU. This one is just the prologue, there will be more soon-ish :)
Definitely fills one @saurondrielprompts prompt currently, will likely fill a second one, too, as we go.
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