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djbrat69 · 1 year
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the claws of Lothlorien 🌿✨
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glassgulls · 1 year
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Welcome Home
Fandom: Lord Of The Rings
Pairing: Haldir x fem!reader
Warnings: NSFW do not interact if under 18. Sexual themes. Community label compliant.
Summary:  Haldir returns from a patrol to readers open arms. Blatant smut with no plot whatsoever. Sorry Haldir fans.
Comments: Another product of my hyperfixation on Haldir. I've teased this a lot and I'm glad it's finally finished and out my brain now. @creativity-of-death I've finished mine now I'm looking forward to your own. 😉 If anyone would like to be added to my general tag list let me know. ♥️
Word count: 5, 106
NSFW UNDER 18'S DO NOT INTERACT
Haldir ran his fingers over your bare skin tracing the delicate skin over your ribs. Your whimpers of his name driving him on as the blood thundered in his ears. Pressing close to you he growled as you bared your neck to him so he could trail his lips over the sensitive flesh.
“Haldir.” You whined in need, making him chuckle against you.
“So impatient meleth nin.” His voice a low warm rumble as he continued to suck on your pulse. Moaning loudly you arch into his body that’s pinning you to the bed.
“I need you.” You breath out, raising your hands to grab at him, he’s still wearing the grey grab he wore as Marchwarden. He was not long back from his patrol, upon seeing you waiting with open arms and loving smiles the broad chested elf had been unable to resist you.
It was a common occurrence now with you, that careful and painful calm and collectiveness he had cultivated over decades in his position would snap in a moment with just a glance from you. It was a terrifying experience for him as Marchwarden to Lothlórien when he had first met you, he thought everything he was was wrapped up in that role. He was a protector of this land and older brother, almost to the point that it was difficult to see anything else outside of that.
Until you came along.
Under his bulkier frame you looped your arms around his neck to pull him against you. Your love and desire for him was insatiable. Though he was still uncomfortable with public displays of affection, alone your handsome elven lover couldn't keep his hands off you. Indeed when he had arrived at your flet after returning back from his patrol he had not hesitated to stride into your ecstatic embrace. Welcoming him home and gripping him close to you he was the one to initiate the heated kiss. Citing that he had missed you so while starting to walk you backwards towards your bedroom while stripping you bare.
His blood burned for you, in all these years alone, self isolation due to his responsibilities, Haldir had become convinced that he was incapable of feelings like this after all this time. But now, looking down at you spread before him and so accepting of him and all that entailed the ellon couldn’t imagine life without you, couldn’t comprehend being alone and not sharing his heart and soul with you.
“I love you.” You whispered to him, making his usual stoic expression slip into a stunning smile that shatters your world every time. Nothing is more beautiful to you. Those blue eyes boring into you, through you and setting your blood on fire.
“Meleth nin,” he says and cups your face seeing how your eyes are blown out with desire. Desire for him.
Leaning close he trails his lips across your own, then drifts along your cheekbones to your ear, nuzzling against you. “There will be no one but you for me." He promises and starts to nip at your ear savouring the way your breath hitches. Your hands are tugging at his clothes wanting his skin against your own now.
"I need you," you repeat, making him chuckle again. You were so needy for him that Haldir feels relieved that he wasn't the only one to feel this way. You were just more vocal about it. He sits up and watches you try to rip off his grey robe. When you scoot closer and start to straddle his thighs his laughter dies in his throat as you brush against his blatant erection. A shudder runs through him and seeing the reaction you lean up and suck on his lower lip. His own hands start to help you and the way you tremble against him makes the ellon feel dizzy.
"Haldir I swear I'll start screaming soon." You mutter against his lips. He only hums and kisses you ravenously, his fingers making quick work of the laces and straps of his clothing. Your hands slip under the clothing and both break apart to tug the cloak and tunic off.
Feeling your bare skin against his chest he groans softly.
"I ache for you meleth nin." He confesses and he swears he can feel the flutter of your heart against your ribs, you're pressed so close to him. Haldir watches you as you bite your lip, look down and with a hurried and impatient breath start on the lacing of his trousers. Glancing up at him you see Haldir watch you, he grins again as you lunge at him to kiss him hungrily. It's not an elegant kiss but it's beautiful to him in how it is utter demanding.
Again his own hands help with the untying as you busy yourself cupping his jaw and kissing and biting his lips. As soon as his hard on hits the cool afternoon air the Marchwarden hisses. You pull back and Haldir can't help but marvel at how breathtaking you look with kiss swollen lips and near feral gaze. Whispering your name Haldir watches as you lick your palm before reaching for his erection. The Marchwarden barely recognises the strangled groan that comes from him as you run your slick hand over his dick carefully. Gathering the leaking beads of precum at the tip you gaze reverently and start to give testing strokes.
The blond ellon reaches up and palms your breasts with the same devotion. Marvelling at how perfectly they fit in his grasp, like you were created to complement each other. Leaning towards you Haldir nuzzles your neck again while pinching your nipples savouring the way you gasp.
With your free hand that's not around his hard dick you push him onto his back. Trailing your hand down his chest to trace his defined abs. You help him pull his trousers down and toe off his boots. Lying there finally naked Haldir regards you under his blond eyelashes, that cool, control mask back on his face. Leaning over him, you place a lingering kiss above where his heart beats frantically despite his expression.
Your gaze flick up to meet his, eyes nearly black with how wide your pupils are with lust and he’s surprised he’s still physically able to blush considering all his blood has rushed to his groin. Slowly you drag yourself up his torso kissing and sucking on his skin, chasing along battle scars that have been hard won.
As you reach the hollow of his throat he lifts his head back for you to have access and stares at the ceiling trying to gain back some self composure otherwise this will end all too quickly. It’s entirely his own fault, being away from you on patrol has frayed his nerves. His desire and lust dissolving the Marchwardens famous composure. You make him feel young and entirely vulnerable which is both exhilarating and terrifying.
Your face looms into his field of vision and you nuzzle at his jaw.
“Marchwarden,” You purr indecently and Haldir groans, breathing harshly through his nose. “Take pity on me and let me love you sir,” Your voice is like honey, the words making his resolve disappear at the title “You will won’t you?” You continue kissing his lips softly and nipping at them. Haldir grunts an affirmative as he grasps at your jaw kissing you back and flicking his tongue out against your own. You pull back and grasp his chin so he looks at you before gazing at him.
“Let me show you how I worship you, how my thoughts are always filled with you.” Your voice is barely unrecognisable with the raw desire that torments you.
“Show me.” Haldir commands, watching how your eyes burn and a wicked smile on your pouting lips. In a blink you crawl down his body nipping and biting at him leaving little marks on his perfect skin. As you go lower your fingers trail along his knees, then thighs in a maddening whisper, you trace words of love below his navel and suck a little bruising mark on his hip. Your hand starts to slowly pump his dick again, savouring the burning heat of his flesh. Pausing, you look at your lover.
“Watch me my Marchwarden.” You whisper then keeping full eye contact swallow the head of his cock. Haldir hisses out a soft curse as you try and suck more of his large dick into your eager mouth. He’s large, not only in length but girth also which always makes your lips pinch with the stretch. The ellon’s fingers are already in your hair sweeping it out of your face so he can watch you clearly. The urge to snap his hips up into your drooling mouth is taking the last of his self control. Grunting your name he watches awe struck as you slowly start to bob your head down his length, hollowing your cheeks to create a blissful suction. Humming wantonly around him makes him groan loudly and he grabs at the bed covers below him to ground himself. His hips roll gently in time with your ministrations and you sink lower onto him. Tears springing at your eyes as his cock hits the back of your throat. You try to relax your throat and swallow around him.
“Meleth nin,” He gasps out, his blue eyes burning into yours and he’s watching in rapture. You continue to please him, keeping your gaze on him as much as possible through the watery mist. When pulling back to gasp for air you continue with your hands to keep up the pace. Haldir nearly chokes on his own tongue when you lick at his balls, carefully sucking and playing with them. His fingers tangle in your hair as he moans out praises to you.
“You are so perfect,” He utters and his hips are thrusting at a lazy pace with your fist. “Not even in my dreams are you this beautiful.” He murmurs. When you shiver at his praise you lick a long stripe up the underside of his cock and suck on the head, humming happily around him.
The sounds of your gagging and excited moans makes Haldir grunt loudly, spurring him on to run his fingers through your hair tugging gently.
"Come to me meleth nin." He orders you. Releasing his cock from your mouth you give the tip a chaste kiss. The sheer contrast of such an innocent gesture in a lewd way sends delicious shivers through the ellon. He pushes himself up and pulls you up to him kissing you as he repositions you both of your bed. He can taste himself on your tongue as he licks into your mouth chasing the whimpers that escape you. Lying down on the pillow the Marchwarden holds you close, kissing your neck making you keen in delight.
"Now it's my turn," He purrs against your ear letting his fingers trace your spine. Shivering in bliss you can't help the mewl of his name. Haldir tugs you further up ordering you to kneel on the pillows hands on the wall. With the gorgeous ellon between your thighs and you can't help but blush even now as you fully expose yourself to his eager eyes.
"So wet for me my darling", he breathes, the puff of air ticking your sopping cunt, his hands circling your thighs. "Look at me."
You look down to see his impossibly blue eyes connect with your own making you tremble. Haldir lets his nose nuzzle against your mound inhaling your scent and a low groan rumbles through him.
"Haldir," You stutter out shyly, he was so close to where you needed him.
"Let me quench my thirst." He mutters seductively as his hands tug on your thighs pulling you to him. As you gaze at him Haldir makes a show of opening his mouth and takes one long swipe of his tongue from cunt to clit, causing your whole body to convulse as you cry out.
His fingers dig into the flesh of your thigh enough to leave bruises and you know you'll wear them in private with pride. Haldir's strength ensures you can't move as you are now seated on his face as he devours you. Sharp cries and whimpers roll out of you as Haldir flicks his tongue through your soaked folds tasting and sucking at you. Your hips start to roll softly in time with his mouth and the room fills with the lewd wet sounds.
Keeping your eyes on your lover below you don't bother hiding your moans and cries of his name. You know that Haldir thrills at that, hearing his name uttered in such a ravaged way by your lips. He rewards you with a wet suck on your clit that makes your eyes roll in your head.
Your hands fly out to steady yourself on the wall above the bed as you look down to see the look in Haldir's piercing gaze. Oceans of blue eclipsed by pupils blown wide in wanton lust. Lifetimes of desire rolling out to consume you and drag you under in that forever blue. You welcome it, breath ragged and frantic to dive in and drown in those eyes.
A whiny whimper crawls through your teeth as Haldir adds one finger into your tight heat. You buck your hips against the intrusion desperate for friction. The sounds of your body's desire are loud and lewd in the still air.
Haldir keeps up a steady slow pace to whip you up into a feral mess. His name spilling from your lips in a torturous plea as he introduces another finger and then another which has you clawing at the wall as you writhe in ecstasy. When you gasp out how close you are, Haldir doubles his efforts, thrusting his fingers in a pounding pace while he alternates whispering praises and sucking on your clit that has tears springing to your eyes.
Looking up at you Haldir takes in the sight of you completely unravelled, sweat glistened skin that he aches to taste. His long fingers revel in the feel of your thigh muscles frantically twitching and roil as you use him to hunt your release. Those long nights away from you had been filled with thoughts and dreams of you like this. One who was always giving everything they had to him to make him happy. Now it was his turn to do so, he curled his tongue around the fingers fucking you at steady pace to ravenously chase the arousal dripping down your thighs.
"Haldir," you cry, your voice wavering in the afternoon air. The tight cord within is stung taught at his heavy pace. The crest of your climax licks up your spine as your whole body freezes as the wave hits you. His name is choked out as you claw at the wall you try to find purchase as the hot bliss hits you over and over again. Haldir keeps tempo with you as you ride out your release, his clever mouth alternating between sweet praise and lapping up your juices. Resting your forehead on the wall in front of you you gasp ragged breaths twitching as Haldir's mouth continues to lick and suck on your cunt and thighs that borders on over stimulation.
Whining softly you open your eyes to see the smirk in his gaze which you try to throw back but your whole body feels like water. His hands run up and down your thighs soothingly and with the grace of a newborn deer you swing your leg over so you can lie down next to him.
You feel his gaze on you and turning to the side you see the evidence of your climax glistening over his mouth and chin and you’ve never seen Haldir look so smug. His hair is dishevelled and falls loose over his shoulders as the ellon leans over you and you can’t think of anything that could compare to his glory.
Despite the hot flush of your body the touch of your fingers are cool to his burning skin as the Marchwarden chases the sensation and leans into your caress to his face. With your free hand you slide it up his arm to then drag your nails back down, throwing him a smug grin when Haldir shivers.
Biting on your bottom lips you can’t help but glance down and let out a breathy gasp at the sight of Haldir's cock sitting heavy and proud against his stomach. His skin is sticky with prespend and it’s all thanks to you. Your mouth waters at the thought and all you want is to taste him again. Swallow him down as much as he will let you and you’ll be thankful to Eru that you are blessed to do so.
Blond lashes flutter as Haldir's gaze follows your own and seems to be able to read your thoughts. Moving over you you let your hand on his arm skim up to rest on his shoulder so you can feel the bunched coil of his built body slowly drape over you and settle between your waiting parted thighs.
The heavy weight of his muscular body presses you in the bed as he leans on his arms to stare down at you.
“Bain.” He breathes reverently. Despite the situation you can’t help the heat settle in your cheeks.
“I’m not beautiful Haldir, I look a mess.” You laugh softly wiping your sweat slicked hair from your forehead. The blond elf blinks slowly and leans down to nuzzle his nose against your temple before pulling back to kiss you softly.
He knows you’ll never believe him when he tells you how beautiful you are like this. Naked and wrecked under him, letting him ruin you completely and be allowed to witness how utterly transcendent you are while open and vulnerable. It’s a gift he still doesn’t quite understand how he’s earned but he will fight to the death to protect it. To protect you and give you anything that you ask for.
Wrapping your legs around his waist you let your feet caress his thighs for a moment.
“Haldir,” You whisper against his mouth as you nip at his bottom lip. “I’ve been empty without you please.” The hushed confession seems to bring him out of his thoughts and you both shudder as his slick erection slides against your stomach.
“Le melin.” He rasps out, desperate for you.
"I love you too." You whisper while letting your hands wrap around his neck. As you let one hand freely tangle in his golden hair. His braids holding his hair back, now loose thanks to your actions, let his hair tumble down around you both. Letting your gaze flick over him he looks wild and untamed, the control of his duties forgotten in the pleasure of your connection. Haldir’s gaze is intense and pinpointed on you, the whole world outside forgotten as the two of you are the only ones in your contained universe.
There’s an empty ache inside of you that is desperate for Haldir to fill. Reaching up you cup his face and kiss him with a sizzling hunger that he returns eagerly.
“Take me Marchwarden,” You order him before there is a clash of teeth and tongue between you, a low growl from him answers you. Holding his jaw you see the feral look in his eye as you softly suck on his bottom lip a moment before whispering. “Make me yours Haldir.” Your voice now takes a keening plea to it. The blue of his eyes go dark at your words as he quickly notches his hard cock at your slick entrance. His eyes find yours again as he slowly enters you, making you arch your back and scramble at his shoulders.
There’s always a stretch that accompanies Haldir's ample sized hard dick entering you despite the careful foreplay, the time apart always exasperates it.
Haldir can never look away as he takes you like this, the glassy look that enters your eye as you mouth opens in a silent “o” to take in air. The Marchwardens breath is haggard and harsh through his nose as your tight heat envelopes him, drawing him deeper. He can only grunt your name as he rests his forehead against your own.
You gasp Haldir's name in a way that borders animalistic as your nails claw desperately at his back. Gazing up at your lover you find him watching you still in that unblinking way that should border on unsettling but it only fills you with ease as you know your possessive look matches his own.
As he continues to ease his way into you you can feel the bunched mass of muscle of his shoulders as he holds himself in check. Knowing that he’s having to stop himself from losing complete control with you. Every inch that pushes into you makes you whine at the stretch, the delicious throb as Haldir’s cock nudges into you. You know you’ll feel him for days after this but can’t help yourself.
The groan that rattles out of him as he finally bottoms out in you vibrates through you both as you gasp for breath and bury your face into his neck. There’s a sheen of sweat across his skin, a taste of salt and dirt from his patrol as you flick your tongue out and take a long swipe along his neck and collar bone. His breath catches and Haldir mutters something particularly filthy in his own tongue that makes you giggle.
Pulling him close you nuzzle at his ear and nip at the lobe.
“Welcome home.” You purr in his ear and can't help the wicked grin as Haldir shivers when you punctuate the word by clenching around his hard cock in you.
Haldir rolls his hips once to test your adjustment to him, he knows he’s more than a little well endowed and the fear that he may hurt you is always in the back of his mind. Even now as you cling to him Haldir is conscious of you, your body a safe harbour for him to return to and become whole again. Your words in his ear stir up the fire in his veins. He knows the double meaning of your welcome home. As being one with you like this, connecting as one, is his home.
Haldir can feel the grin against his ear and repays you with a shallow thrust that makes you fall back on the bed and moan loudly.
Blunt nails drag along his shoulder blades and knowing he’ll have your marks on him fills Haldir with a carnal possessory. He gives another thrust and watches in awe as you arch your back again and let out a ragged call of his name. Over and over he draws in and out of you making you squirm and mewl under him. His breath comes quick as he sets a hard pace making sure to hit deep inside you.
Arching your back Haldir hits the spot inside you that makes your eyes roll white at the bolt of pleasure. He leans down and kisses your neck, sucking and worrying the delicate skin at his pulse point. At your whine Haldir runs his tongue over the blooming mark to soothe it. He can feel each shuddering breath that leaves you as Haldir continues a plunging beat, the wet sounds of your bodies coming together sits in the air.
Leaning back Haldir disentangles your leg from his waist so he can lift them higher and hook them over his shoulders. At this angle Haldir is able to slide deeper than you thought possible. Clutching at the bed cover beneath you all you can do is shriek Haldir's name.
“Eru don’t stop!” You plead savouring the fact that he’s finally let go of that control he’s always under.
“Look at me.” Haldir commands and your eyes snap open. “Bain,” He repeats and gives a particular heavy thrust that punches the air from your lungs as your whole body jolts.
“Bain!” He growls loudly watching as your breasts jiggle with each powerful thrust.
“Haldir.” You call and feel your eyes prick with tears, you feel full, the pleasure overwhelming.
“Le melin,” He calls out as he grinds his hips into you. “You take me so well meleth nin.” Haldir praises you in a low throaty tone.
He marvels at the way the sheen of sweat makes you glow in the late afternoon sun, draped in gold hues as you lie under him at his mercy. Your eyes always so bright and full of unbridled adoration for him were distant and lost in a haze of rapturous lust. Gripping your thighs closer to him he picks up the pace as he feels the oncoming wave of his own release but first he needs to feel you, see you come again.
“Touch yourself meleth nin, I need to feel you come around me,” He sees your eyes focus and with a heavy hand release the bed cover to snake a hand down your body. Haldir blinks with his blond lashes, the sweat dripping down his forehead away. Nothing can get in the way of this view. The hiss you release as you start to circle your clit in time with his thrusts is mesmerising.
“Haldir, I’m so close.” You wail and Haldir moves your legs up straight tilting your hips back as your wail tails off into a howl at the steep angle. You didn’t think he could get deeper but Eru you don’t think you’ll ever not feel complete again without him inside you like this.
“That’s it meleth nin, let go.” He calls softly and watches in rapture as your whole body freezes up under him, your free hand in the covers twists the material beneath your grip as you gasp for air and only struggle out a strangled groan.
Haldir drops your legs and lies flat against you as your walls convulse and flutter around his dick. Your legs wrap instinctively around his hips and lock at the ankles to keep him there as he grinds in deep to chase his own climax, crashing his mouth against your own Haldir licks the inside of your mouth as you whimper softly. The punishing tempo of his thrusts boarders on over stimulation and you squirm in his grasp as another wave of an orgasim hit you.
Swearing loudly you cling to your lover as he ground out your name between slams of his hips. The headboard rattled against the wall loudly but you couldn’t comprehend trying to have the mind to wonder if anyone could hear you both.
Haldir buries his face in your neck as his body loses rhythm, his thrusts become erratic as you wrap your arms around his neck.
“Fill me meleth nin,” You coo with a hoarse voice. Haldir grunts softly and wraps his arms under your back to pull you tight against him. With a shuddering final thrust you feel Haldir’s hot release flood you. The heady groan that erupted from you both shattering the air around you. Clinging to Haldir you savoured the slowing grinding thrusts of his body as he fills you deep with his cum.
His pants echoed your own as Haldir’s breath whispered against your sweat soaked skin. Letting out soft groans Haldir swivelled his hips to grind them against you and you can feel the mixture of both your releases trickle down your thighs. Haldir nuzzles against your neck humming soft words of adoration into your skin as you run your fingers through his long hair.
After a while of basking in each other's embrace Haldir pulls carefully out of you and rolls on to his back beside you. Throwing an arm over your eyes you can’t help the tired smile tugging at your lips. Exhaustion is creeping into your bones and you should really get up to clean yourself down but you’re enjoying the feeling of being thoroughly fucked by the love of your life. Haldir leans over you to kiss your lips softly before pulling back and you feel the bed shift as he gets up. Peeking open an eye you marvel at his naked retreating back and the light swagger as he stalks into the adjoining bathroom.
Letting your eyes flutter close again you hear the soft sound of water and then the tread of Haldir return to the room.
There is a heavy pause in his movements that make you peek from under your arm to see him leaning in the doorway to the bedroom watching you. Standing completely naked, hair tousled and sweat now cooling on his skin you’ve never seen him look more handsome. You throw him a tired smile with which he gives you a cocky smirk knowing how much he’s wrecked you.
“You don’t have to look so smug Marchwarden.” You throw at him and let your arm flop over your eyes again. You can hear his light laugh as he returns to the bed again, the dip below you alerts you to his position.
Opening your eyes you see him prowl up towards you and if you weren't so severely blissed out and exhausted you’d feel inclined to another round but the heavy sleep tugging at your eyes is too powerful. The cold brush of cloth against your inner thighs makes you jump and hiss at the touch though and you lean up slightly to see Haldir wiping down your inner thighs.
He carefully lifts your legs with a loving caress and cleans you up before placing a chaste kiss to your stomach. Looking up at you he takes your breath away with the adoring look in those gorgeous blue eyes. Opening up your arms you call to him to which he readily submits to after dropping the cloth on the ground by the bed.
After settling down together you curl up next to Haldir as he flings an arm around you to hold you close to his chest. Letting your head rest on his shoulder you can feel the ellons soft breathing, kissing the skin there you can see his lips twitch into a smile.
“Welcome home again, Haldir.” You whisper. After a heart beat you feel Haldir roll you both onto your side, your own body starting to protest after the strenuous acts of before. He tucks you into his side as he presses a kiss to your temple.
“It’s good to be home meleth nin.” He answers softly.
Taglist: @fizzyxcustard, @knittastically, @heilith, @sotwk, @middleearthpixie, @asgardianhobbit98, @evenstaredits
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foerodens · 1 year
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One of my favourite photos from last year happened quite spontaneously when I noticed a little bit of fog around here and decided to drive up the mountain a few km to a pond which I visit occasionally, which has some older trees around it. I took photos of those too but then, walking the path next to the water, I turned around and a liiiittle bit of indirect sunlight came through the fog and turned the autumn leaves bright yellow, including the ones on the path.
I went back to the same location 3 days later and almost all the leaves had fallen down or turned into a messy brown, so I was really lucky to capture this moment.
Photo: Foe Rodens.
The photo is available in my Redbubble and my Society6 shop.
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dalish-delight · 3 months
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The light of sun and star and moon In shining lamps of crystal hewn Undimmed by cloud or shade of night There shone forever, fair and bright
I know we're probably never getting the restoration of moria in-game, it would just be too similar to the iron garrison story. but the glimpses we get of khazad-dum in its full glory are SO -
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simpforsix · 5 months
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i just had a cursed thought. okay so ella can make herself younger, right? does that mean that, hypothetically, if she stayed at a younger age for long enough she could lose her baby teeth again? could she go back to the exact moment her tooth was ready to fall out and have infinite baby teeth? do loric even have baby teeth like how different is their anatomy from humans? i need to know i can't stop thinking about this
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cornerful · 1 month
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new-lorien-artist · 3 months
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Won't you be my bad boy be my man
Unshaded darker version
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figtreeandvine · 23 days
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I was video calling with my brother today and he shared a photo of my nephew, who is a teaching assistant/teacher-in-training. He was in costume for a "Book Fair" day and my brother asked if I recognized what his costume was.
I gave it a good, hard look: "Mmm, Celeborn, maybe?" My brother, not apparently as insane a Tolkien fan as me: "What?" Me: "A Tolkien elf, then. I was guessing on which one." My brother: "He's [a gloriously terrible pun on Elrond of Rivendell and my nephew's full name that I wish I could share]." Me (after groaning and praising the pun): "But the leaf pin on his cloak means he's from Lothlorien, not Rivendell." My brother, slightly grumpy: "I came up with the name. I doubt many fifth graders have read the books."
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someoneinjersey The shot of his profile in the rain is the BEST shot imo
You mean this one?
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Or this one?
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I'm personally a big fan of him with his bow
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Did I purposely have every Haldir part gif'ed just in case? Maybe.
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lochley · 8 months
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honestly rest in peace to lennier thinking sheridan died at z'ha'dum, and probably having empathy for delenn going through that of course, but ultimately relishing in being the one there to comfort her and fantasizing about being her closest companion etc only for sheridan to come back fine and probably make out with delenn in front of him for 849039084 minutes straight immediately after
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cry4thenightbird · 11 months
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for the prompt 'nive, NL!nine, picking up the pieces.' cws for blood and Poor Mental Health.
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"Fuckin'," and Nine takes a ragged breath, on the verge of tears.
"Hey. Hey. Shhh. It happens."
"I just wanted some cereal, man." His voice is thick, and yeah, those are tears. Five doesn't need to be able to see him in the dark to tell. "Fuck."
"Yeah."
"I'm not used to this shit." He doesn't just mean the arm. Nine doesn't like to use his telekinesis these days; says it gives him headaches. Five gets the feeling that's not the only reason, but he's not about to pry. He's needed and that's all he needs to know.
"Yeah," says Five, again, because he knows by now when Nine needs understanding more than words. "Me either."
Nine says nothing, just stares down at the shards of bowl around his feet. Five can't tell if there's blood mixed in with the milk that's reached every corner of the kitchen floor. "Did you get cut?"
It's a moment before Nine replies. "Yeah. I think so."
"Alright," says Five. "I'll get you some shoes. And antiseptic. Stay where you are, okay?"
Nine nods mutely. After a moment's hesitation, Five picks up a spoon off the counter and holds it in his fist. Glass crunches under his feet as he crosses the kitchen to stand by Nine; he doesn't need to worry about it, like this.
"Hey," he says, and holds out his hand. Nine stares at it, head turning for the first time, as the moon reflects dully off the metal through the kitchen window. After a moment's thought, Five shifts his feet, feeling out the shape of the glass--where it won't cut under his weight, as long as he doesn't move--and braces his legs; stands solid. And then he drops his Externa, and his hand is pale flesh in the moonlight again.
Nine stares at it for a long time. Five waits. He won't be offended if he doesn't take him up on it, but sometimes he needs a minute.
Just as he's about to lower his hand again, though, Nine reaches out to lay his own on Five's upturned palm. It's clammy and cold, large in his hand as Nine's fingers wrap around him in a death grip that lasts a few seconds. It grinds Five's knuckles together, but he doesn't mind; instead he squeezes back until Nine lets up again. His grip is loose, almost weak, just as suddenly as he'd borne down.
Nine is still staring down at their hands; his eyes are wet in the dark. Five holds him a moment longer. Then he squeezes again, rubbing his thumb across the back of Nine's knuckles, and gently lets him go.
"I'll be right back."
A pause. Another nod. And then Five's skin is silver again, and he's crunching away from Nine's looming silhouette by the window to get the broom and dustpan.
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oneleggedflamingo · 2 years
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21.05-22
Lórien you say? 
- Vivera Rossi
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bookishwonderblog · 2 years
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I love painting leaves inspired by the leaves of lórien. 🌿 These have smudges and some of the lines are weird 🥴 but I had fun painting it and learned a lot about masking fluid! I especially like the middle left leaf.
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abhorrentabby · 9 months
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Viggo Mortenson does not get enough credit for delivering lines like "not idly do the leaves of Lorien fall" with a complete sincerity and gravitas
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