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Hi i just wanted to ask, since you write nsfw content, are you an adult or minor? Just asking since i wouldnt want to read this content from minors, hope you dont mind this question :)

Hello! I understand the concern, but I am an adult. Though I do not like sharing anything personal online I can safely assure you I am an adult. Thank you for asking though! I really appreciate people on this site who look out for the younger community.

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Do you write for Dwalin? I was thinking of sending a request for him but don't want to if he's not a character you write for! Thanks :))

Hello! I do write for Dwalin! I actually have several requests for him at the moment, but not nearly enough and I welcome more! Sorry this is a bit late, my life has been very busy; but yes. I do write for Dwalin!

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For your viewing pleasure I curse you all with this.

And on an unrelated note; Kink headcannons for Thranduil coming soon.

What is this nature of Middle Earth thing I'm going thorough your blog trying to find our and I am Terrified.

It's a collection of hitherto unpublished Middle Earth essays by Tolkien, due for publication this autumn. There's a preview available, and there's A Lot about chronology and Tolkien trying to do the math to make the story he had already written somewhat plausible within the framework of a timeline where one elf year is at least ten human years. My favourite part of this is the note he wrote in pencil at the bottom of one essay: "This will not fit the narrative in the Silmarillion. What of Maeglin?" Even Tollers himself realises, at some level, that his timeline is completely nuts and requires olympic levels of mental gymnastics to make it work.

However, the thing that's blowing up in the fandom (because of course it is), is the fact that Tolkien also writes extensively about the elven life-cycle, including procreation:

On the other hand the act of procreation, being of a will and desire shared and indeed controlled by the fëa, was achieved at the speed of other conscious and willful acts of delight or of making. It was one of the acts of chief delight, in process and in memory, in an Elvish life, but its intensity alone provided its importance, not its time or length: it could not have been endured for a great length of time, without disastrous “expense”.

This seems to imply that a) elves have sex for fun and not just for childmaking purposes and b) elves fuck hard and fast.

So that's why everybody's losing their minds right now.

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When the Dawn Comes

Hey! Sorry I’ve been gone so long, had a few things happen. Life has gotten crazy, but I’m trying to make a bit of a comeback. This blog has gotten more followers since I left and I am so sorry to everyone who’s kept looking here. I hope you’ll accept my next few updates, including this one, which for some reason no longer has an ask submission. But I do have the original text of the ask so here:

Hello! I'm very excited for this blog. Could I request EowynxFem!reader, reader is an elf warrior. It's the night before the Battle of Pelennor Fields and Eowyn sneaks into readers tent, wanting to "spend some time with them" (wink wink) as it might be their last. Eowyn bottoms. Make as smutty as you wish ✌

It was an Anon ask and I can’t find it, so I’m posting it as is. Thank you for the Ask I am so sorry I lost the original. Please Enjoy! I loved writing this one.

Éowyn x Fem!Elf Reader

Warning NSFW Content Below Line

Tags: Dom!Reader, Sub! Éowyn, AFAB!Reader, Light BDSM(Hand tying), Thigh Riding, Vaginal Fingering, Oral sex, Almost being caught, Comfort, Misunderstandings, Aftercare

Word Count: 3503

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The first rustle woke you up, it had been quiet barely louder than a whisper, but it had you awake instantly. You laid there quietly, eyes closed as you listened to the flap of your tent pull back as someone ducked inside. You made no indication you’d heard as you waited, whoever came in stood still, unmoving as if waiting for you to acknowledge them.

You didn’t move, you kept your breathing even as you waited. Eventually they moved forward, their steps light, far lighter than any of the soldiers, but also far louder than Legolas would have been had he still been in the camp.

That left only two options and you knew only one of them would seek you out this late.

“Éowyn.”

The footsteps stopped.

“To what do I owe the pleasure?”

You still didn’t move, staying completely still, though your eyes did open so you could stare at the canvas of the tent wall.

Éowyn sighed, and you heard a rustle of fabric as she settled herself on the dirt where your voice had stopped her.

“I wanted to see you,” she said, low and quiet as if afraid someone would hear her, “we haven’t talked much the past few days.”

You sighed and sat up, looking over to her. “You seemed rather occupied with the Ranger. I’d have hated to interrupt.” You shook off the furs on your lap so you could stand fully and Éowyn watched you as you did so, still kneeling where she’d settled herself. 

You sat on a small stool someone had dragged into your tent for you and leaned back against the table you’d also been given. You didn’t speak as you stared at Éowyn expectantly. 

Éowyn only stared back, a furrow forming on her brow. “The Ranger? Strider? Is he why you’ve stayed away from me?”

You shrugged. “I didn’t think you’d appreciate my constant hovering.” You swallowed, squashing down any feelings that could show on your face. “I thought it would be better if I stepped away, give you your space.”

Éowyn’s eyes narrowed. “Why would I want that?”

You didn’t reply, only waited for Éowyn to piece it together. 

When she seemed to, her eyes widened. “You thought-Me and him?”

You didn’t nod or move and Éowyn scoffed. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Is it?” You asked, hiding the tremble in your voice. “I know I’m not the ideal-hell I’m barely the wanted. I know we can’t be together like you want-”

“Stop.”

You paused, aware you’d let your tongue get away from you as you swallowed and focused back on Éowyn. 

She shook her head. “I don’t care about that. Why would I?” She stood swiftly, moving herself onto your lap before you could react. She cradled your face and stared deep into your eyes as she kissed you softly. 

You leaned into the kiss and tried to keep her from pulling away, though your efforts were useless and Éowyn soon pulled back to rest her forehead on yours as she watched you with soft eyes. 

“I don’t want any of that. Men have been trying for me my whole life, and Grima-” she shuddered and you held her tighter letting her lean further on you, guilty that you’d left her long enough for him to get a way to weasel in; damned fellowship.

“My point is-'' She leaned back again, meeting your eyes firmly. “I don’t want that. I don’t want someone for status, if I could get rid of my own I would in a heartbeat.” She took a deep breath. “I only want you, and I know that’s selfish. You will live far longer than I ever will, and you may choose to part with me at any point; but I can’t-” 

You surged forward and kissed her suddenly, keeping a firm hand on her back so she wouldn’t fall. “I won’t.” You promised when you broke away, meeting her eyes and keeping them as you shook your head. “I can’t. Mandos himself will have to tear you from me while we both still live.”

She nodded, almost relieved before she grew somber again. “Tomorrow may decide for us.”

You sighed and shook your head. “Not if I can help that.”

 Éowyn only shook her head. “There is no guarantee.”

“But there is a promise.” You held her tighter. “And I can promise you after tomorrow that no matter how things turn out I will follow you through it all.”

 Éowyn sighed and shook her head. “I can’t ask that-”

“You’re not. I’m offering.”

Éowyn stared at you for a long moment before leaning forward and catching your lips for another kiss. It started slow, before it quickly heated up and the both of you were grasping at each other’s clothes. 

When you finally broke you both panted in the dark before you dug your nails into her side, gaining her attention as she waited for you to say something. You licked your lips and tilted your chin back. “Strip for me.” 

Éowyn’s hands immediately went to the clasps of her armor, she undid them as you watched, not lifting a hand to help as you watched her slowly unclothe herself. When she was finally bare you spread your legs and motioned her forward, grabbing her when she was close enough and pulling you onto your lap, you placed your left thigh between her legs and let her sit there for a moment as you gazed up at her.

Éowyn stared back, biting her lip and waiting for you to make a move. You bumped up your  thigh and she immediately clutched at your shoulders, a huff coming from her as you didn’t move again. 

“Is this what you want?”

Éowyn nodded and you smiled as you used your hands to guide her, getting her to rut against your thighs slowly, as you moved your leg to try and get the right angle for her. On one of the downward strokes Éowyn let out a low sound and you froze your thigh, urging her a little quicker and watching as a wet patch grew on your pants where she met them.

As she moved she began to pant, trying to keep her noises low and contained. A few times she would slip, letting out a soft grunt or low moan. You only watched, keeping your eyes on her face and the pleasure you saw there. Her eyes were closed, and she was biting her lip hard to try and keep her noises at bay. 

You looked back down to watch her rut, arousal running through you at the sight before you tore your eyes away to focus on her chest, they were right in front of you, in perfect reach and you took the opportunity. 

You licked and nipped at her nipples, taking special care to go at the same pace as her rutting. When she slowed you did as well, not moving until she picked up pace again. Eventually she began tensing and untensing, barely able to hide her noises now. 

“Look at you,” you murmured, flexing the muscles in your thigh, hoping to make her fall over the edge, “always so pretty when you’re riding.”

Éowyn made a strained noise, far too loud for the thin walls of your tent and you quickly raised your right hand from her hip to her lips.

“Suck.”

She obeyed eagerly, her tongue running over the fingers you’d quieted her with. 

With your left hand you pushed her to move even quicker. Éowyn took the directions with ease, seeking out friction and barely being able to hide her sounds despite the fingers in her mouth. 

She was almost there, but not quite. You hummed and leaned forward to nip between her breasts again. “Come on sweet one. Just a little more, you’re so close aren’t you?” She huffed, and you quickly took your fingers from her mouth. “Come on.” You trailed your fingers down her body and to where her body made contact with your thigh. 

You slipped a finger into her, immediately feeling her clench and changing her from riding your thigh to your finger, fingers when you slipped in another and began to stretch her out. 

Éowyn seemed to appreciate the new additions, panting a little more and trying not to make a noise as she clenched around your fingers. You began making motions again, careful as you gauged her reaction, all at once she tensed and the wetness on your thigh grew further, your fingers also being soaked in the process.

She leaned heavily on you as the tremors wracked through her body while she moaned lowly in your ear. You didn’t attempt to lower her volume though you did shush her gently, kissing her heaving breasts and chest where you could reach. “Good girl, there you go.”

As Éowyn came down from her high you lifted her by her thighs, carrying her to your furs before you dropped to your knees and laid her in front of you, rubbing the outsides of her thighs for a moment before sitting back on your heels, giving her a chance to calm down and settle before you did anymore.

As you waited you began undoing your shirt, putting aside the ribbon you used to tie the front and tossing the shirt itself away from you. Next you undid the bindings on your chest and placed them with the ribbon you’d discarded. 

You left your breeches on and moved back to your knees, framing Éowyn’s hips as you leaned back over her, catching her eyes as she finally opened them. She gave you a small smile and you returned it as you brought your right hand up to cradle her face, keeping you suspended with your right. 

Éowyn also lifted a hand and cradled your face in return, kissing you softly as she tried to control her breathing. You gave her plenty of breaks, catching her lips and nipping at her jaw when she pulled away. 

After a few seconds you removed your left hand from her face and began tracing down her shoulders, your touch featherlight as you kept her occupied with kisses. Eventually you reached her breasts and you pinched a nipple softly, making Éowyn moan into your mouth before she pulled away to kiss your cheek.

You huffed and tried to chase her but stopped. There were footsteps.

You froze and beneath you Éowyn did the same, though she stared at you in confusion, her lips still against your cheek.

The footsteps stopped just outside of your tent, unheard by Éowyn. She opened her mouth but you shook your head, waiting and listening, much to her confusion until her brother’s voice came from outside the tent.

“Is everything alright soldier?”

Éowyn’s terrified eyes met your own and you looked down at her with a grin as you began moving your fingers against her nipple before you responded. “Perfectly fine! Just tending to some of my personal effects.”

Éowyn’s nails dug into your skin and you bit your lip to hide a laugh as you moved quicker. Éowyn let out a small startled noise and then immediately froze and looked back to the flap of the tent as Éomer’s voice came through it again.

“Are you certain? If you are injured it is not-”

“I’m fine Éomer! I was only-” you stared down at Éowyn and smiled, flicking her nipple again as you did so, “tending to some personal things. I’m fine.”

Outside the tent you could hear Éomer shuffle awkwardly and cough. “I see. I apologize.” His footsteps moved away quickly and you didn’t move at all until they were gone completely.

As soon as they were out of range you looked back at Éowyn and smiled at her. 

Éowyn shook her head and huffed, smacking you lightly on the back of the head. “I can’t believe you.”

You smiled, kissing her deeply before taking your left hand down to her hip as you stared at her. “Did you want me to tell him I was currently defiling his sister?”

Éowyn only shook her head, “Anything else would have done.”

You chuckled before sitting yourself back, falling back on your heels. “Then he might have come in.”

Éowyn rolled her eyes and followed you up, reaching for your face and drawing you into a kiss, which you met with enthusiasm, only breaking it when her hands went to the ties of your pants. 

You huffed against her cheek and allowed her to work at them, your breathing becoming pants as she undid the laces enough to get a hand in. You widened your stance, going to your knees and leaning further into her, allowing her to get a better angle, while also giving her a chance to get at your throat. 

Immediately she began nipping at your neck, almost distracting you from the fingers that had begun playing with your clit. She held you up easily as you went nearly boneless with pleasure, leaning on her fully as she skillfully played with you, the calluses on her fingers only adding to the sensation and you were helpless as she kept you suspended in pleasure. 

The nipping at your throat raised to your ears and your breath stuttered as her teeth caught on the fine edge of your ear. 

“That’s… not fair.”  

Éowyn chuckled and nipped the edge again. “You didn’t care about fair earlier.”

You huffed a breath and finally began reacting, moving your right hand to clutch at her shoulders as your left pulled at her hair. 

 Éowyn reacted to the touch with a soft moan and a thrust forward. You rolled with the movement and leaned forward, causing Éowyn to be unbalanced as she ended up on her back again.

The movement dislodged her from your ear, though she still had a hand in your trousers, which she was trying in vain to get a better angle with. You could only laugh at her, hiding your frustration at the lost pleasure behind a smile as you stared down at her. 

She rolled her eyes and arched her back, pressing her hips towards you expectantly.

You chuckled under your breath and moved your hands to her hips, keeping her still as you gazed down at her. 

“Do you want to go further?”

Éowyn took a breath before nodding, watching as you reached over to the ribbon and fabric you’d discarded earlier. You pulled the ribbon first and stared at it for a long moment before smiling to yourself. “On your stomach.” You sat up to give her enough room and you watched eagerly as she turned, settling on her stomach and waiting. 

You settled yourself back down, kneeling on her upper thighs and taking in the view. She had a few scars, small and few, but you still took the time to brush over them before you reached for  Éowyn’s hands. She let you maneuver them to her lower back and you paused with them there. 

“Is this ok?”

Éowyn let out a breath and nodded. “Yes.” Her voice was heavy, strained, but more from pleasure than anything else. 

You nodded and leaned over her, nipping at the nape of her neck as you kept her hands at the bottom of her back. “Give me a word.”

Éowyn took a moment before she replied. “Nettle.” 

You hummed and kissed her nape gently before you sat back, you drew your hands back and just sat there, waiting. With a soft sigh you got up, leaving Éowyn where she was and standing to take off your pants and underwear. 

Éowyn didn’t move, she stayed still and twitched at every rustle of fabric you didn’t muffle. When you finally got your pants off you walked to sit in front of her. You settled, watching as Éowyn tried her best not to move towards you. You reached forward, grabbing her at the base of her neck and using your other hand to pull her to her knees and making sure she was comfortable in the kneeling position. 

When the two finally settled her face was settled on your thigh, her breath sending shocks over your sensitive cunt. She stared up at you, waiting and watching for any signal from you. With a sigh you directed her head between the apex of your thighs, immediately she latched onto your clit and you could only grip her hair tightly and let yourself go along for the ride. 

Éowyn was skillful, a quick tongue and gentle nips and licks at your clit brought you to the edge quickly. As she worked on you she rutted the air, obviously frustrated at the lack of stimulation she was receiving and you chuckled around pants as you watched her hips stutter. 

Éowyn didn’t let her lack of pleasure impact yours and soon you were holding her tight to your cunt as you bucked into her face. When you came it was quick and quiet, your panting only picked up in rapidness. 

Éowyn kept licking at you, cleaning you up and licking away the mess on your thighs after you released the grip you had on her hair. 

You let Éowyn continue for several moments before you grabbed her chin and stared down at her. Éowyn stared back and licked her lips, cleaning only a little of your slick off her lips. 

You pulled her up again, moving forward to allow her to rest comfortably against you as you kissed her. Éowyn easily fell into your grasp, smiling as you reached around her to release the tie. It came undone in one quick pull and her arms wrapped around your shoulders. 

You continued kissing her as you ran a careful hand up and down her arms, squeezing gently and rubbing the tenser muscles as you felt them. As you worked out the kinks you continued kissing her, only breaking apart to whisper endearments. “Good girl. Thank you.”

Éowyn took the praise with a soft smile and allowed you to continue kissing her, though she did try rutting against you intermittently. 

You only shushed her and continued checking her arms. When you were satisfied you picked her up, making her tighten her grip on you and let out a startled noise. You only turned yourselves and resettled so you could sleep. 

Éowyn settled easily, though she tilted her hips up and gave you a pleading look.

You huffed and pressed a hand to her chest. “I’m getting there.”

“Go quicker.” 

You chuckled and shimmied yourself down, pressing kisses to her hips and belly before you sat back up and placed a hand between her thighs, urging her to open them as you slipped further down, getting yourself comfortable with her legs over your shoulder. 

You started slow, soft nips, taking your time and using your hands to fondle and grope her thighs as you teased her. Éowyn squirmed and moved, only stopped by your hands on her hips.

When you finally reached her cunt you began with slow strokes, gentle nips at her clit as you grasped and fondled her hips. Éowyn tried to buck against you, but you stopped her, keeping her still as you continued, only speeding up when she gave a soft gasp. 

From there you added some of your fingers, careful not to stretch or hurt her as she bucked up against you. You sped up even more and fucked her with your fingers quickly, no longer stretching her as your mouth focused on her clit. 

Éowyn came quickly, panting through a strained whine that you just knew someone had heard, but you honestly didn’t care at the moment. 

As you dropped Éowyn’s legs from your shoulder she didn’t respond, too strung out and exhausted as you crawled back up her body to give her a kiss. She responded, though her eyes were beginning to shut and you watched as her breathing slowed and evened out. 

You sighed softly when she went out and you stood slowly, watching for any signs of distress as you moved to wet a cloth with your water skin and a cloth. When you returned from cleaning yourself, now wearing a new set of pants, and with a wet cloth to clean Éowyn she has rolled on her side, cuddled up with a fur, though she’s still mostly bare. 

You only chuckle at the scene before you go down to your knees at the edge of the pile of furs and begin cleaning her gently, making sure not to rub harshly enough to wake her. When you finish you throw the cloth to the side and grab the fur you’d discarded earlier, laying down with Éowyn on your chest as you do your best to wrap the fur around you both, ending up with one of your legs out, though you accept it with a shrug and sigh as you settle with a final kiss to Éowyn’s head. 

“To the end I’ll follow, even if you find you’ve no use for me.”

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New Story

I’m back. Hopefully more permanently. I was sick for a while. I’m back though! And I wrote a story. It’s Bagginshield, because I can’t let it go.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29065695/chapters/71344728

If anyone wants to look at it I’d appreciate it, and hopefully I can start writing more again. I’ve missed you all.

#Bagginshield #bilbo baggins #thorin oakenshield #The Company #the company of thorin oakenshield #Thranduil #legolas

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I made this for some friends that just rewatched BOTFA but you know,,, I think we all might need it 😔🧡

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so I bought the hobbit :cloaks and daggers artbook recently and theres this picture of Fili being watered for the mirkwood barrel scene

AND THIS IS THE ONLY THING I CAN THINK OF

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Just to be clear. Because apparently I have to clarify????????????

If you support Trump, if you think COVID-19 is no big deal, if you are an enemy of the BLM movement or the LGBTQA+ community, do not engage with any of my blogs. You are not welcome. If you negatively interact with this post or any of my posts, you will be blocked without hesistation.

Have a great day friends. 🌼🌸🌻🌺🌹💐🌾

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So here's my repaint of my copy's cover of The Two Towers.

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Not my gif. Gif credit goes to the amazing creators!

Imagine: Thranduil hearing word that the orc’s captured you during the dwarves escape.

Thranduil paced gracefully around his son and the orc, he seemed very stoic and far away. “What else have you not told us, filth?” he spat viciously.

“There was another She-elf.” this peeked the kings interest, stopping his pacing for but of a moment, his ears rising. “She is your queen, sire.” it sneered, mocking the mighty elven king before him. “We caught her fighting as the dwarves escaped. We captured her and -”

That orc never got the chance to finish his filth of a sentence, it’s head rolled and toppled onto the ground, it’s body trembling as Thranduil’s drawn sword shone in the glimmer of light within his kingdom.

Legolas’s eyes were wide, shaking, his brows knitted. “Mother got caught?” he breathed out more to himself than his father. “I did not see her there…”

“He’s lying.” Thranduil growled through gritted teeth as he bounded down the stairs. “He has to be…” he breathed.

Please keep requesting imagines! If you like it, please follow for more.

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Remember my Dragon-sickness-series with the heirs of Durin a while before? This is kind of a continuation of that concept. I wanted to do this for a while now but did not feel confident enough to try designing those outfits before.

Doing the designs AND also picking the right colors for them was very difficult but I hope the outcome is presentable and that you’ll like them.

In case anyone would like to use these designs for own fanarts or fanfictions or something feel free to do so but please let me know about it or show me your finished work(s), I would really like to see them!! Also in that case it would be nice to credit me for the designs, it was hard work to do them. ^^

— Done with PaintTool SAI

Find more art from me on deviantArt

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smol people only

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Hey sweetie! I see you'd like to have more (elves) requests? If you allow me, I can send a lot of them :3 I come up with ideas (sometimes VERY stupid ones) like every second of my little life. But before I request, tell me everything you like to write, favorite characters, kinks, what you would never do, prefer angst smut fluff or whatever, pour your heart out! I feel pretty alone and useless nowadays, reading is kinda helping me deal with it that's why I sound a bit crazy. Thank you doll!

Okay, I have never been called Sweetie and now I’m blushing. ANYWAYS as for more requests with elves, yes please! Most of my requests are the dwarves or the men. I have 3 requests for elves. 2 of those are threesomes. Only one of them is for Thranduil and it’s very new! And here on this blog we appreciate endless ideas! Mostly because I understand so much! So feel free to vent and unload at the very least I’ll reply and chat on it because I love hearing about the thought process of others! Don’t read below if you don’t want to know what I like to write.

I have also never been asked what I like to write. What I like to write is character ideas. I know, odd. However I enjoy ranting about what characters like or dislike. In the context of this blog I like writing filth. No other way to put it. I like writing the down and dirty; overstimulation, breeding kinks, cock-warming, cum kinks, BDSM in any context, knife play is always interesting, free-use, dirty talk, among others that go down similar veins. I like writing fluffy stories, however I excel in angst and smut. I actually have an angsty Bagginshield in the works at the moment that I plan to post on my AO3 as my first story there for my new account. Angst is where I excel and Smut is where I have fun to sum it all up.

As for characters in the Tolkien verse, I enjoy writing for Thranduil, Aragorn, Thorin, Fili, Kili, Tauriel, Eowyn, Boromir, Arwen, Legolas, Elrond, Eomer, Galadriel, Haldir. I like writing essentially every character. As for The Witcher; Geralt, Yennefer, Aiden, Vesemir, Lambert, Eskel. If you can’t tell I like powerful people.

I do not write incest, rape, or watersports. The only context I will write rape in would be for negotiated kinks and even then it will be heavily hinted and there will be lots of check-ins from the dominating party. I do this, because rape is awful and no one should ever have to go through that pain. If there is a limit of my writing capabilities reached or I do not feel comfortable writing something I will not.

Oh! I understand the feeling alone, and I am so sorry you feel that way. You don’t sound crazy at all! It was really great of you to ask and I appreciate it a lot! And oh my god the nicknames. I have never been called any of these sweet endearments and I keep blushing. Which you may think odd, but like sweet words kill me, I just break at endearments so thank you for making me blush!

#anon asks

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In the books, there is a line about Boromir absolutely not wanting to marry and have kids, so many people (including my ace self) are happy to view him as Asexual representation. I don't know if I can request some writing on that subject since the magic of this blog is NSFW content, but even if you don't feel like writing this (which is totally fine)... thoughts? :D

I have so many other requests, but I saw this and immediately knew I needed to respond to this!! I agree that he could be used as ace representation! How characters are interpreted differently based on sexuality and context of scenes is so fascinating! I love this take and interpretation of his character and I agree! My girlfriend is ace and I’ve always wanted to write an ace character(and not a maybe, one that is clearly ace) so she could feel more included in media and not feel ashamed for her likes and dislikes. Based on Boromir’s character and the many ways he can be interpreted I can see him being ace very easily and I actually really enjoy the thought of it!

Also this blog, although mainly NSFW I made it so there could be more inclusion in the community. It’s always so weird to see descriptions like pale, or tall, or thin in stories that are meant to be for the reader. Not all readers are the picture perfect white girl that’s skinny and it completely ruins immersion to see a descriptor that doesn’t fit. And for those who put in oc’s or write self-inserts I am not talking about you. You do you and rock it. I’m talking about all the stories that let you put in your own details, but then turn around and fill in something for you.

I’m guilty of it, for sure. When I first started writing reader-inserts I didn’t think about what it really meant to put my writings online and who would read it. I didn’t realize how much of a reach my stories might actually have, and that’s on me. I’ve learned and now I have this Tumblr where I can hopefully write inclusive stories. And I also want everyone to know, if a detail throws you off, please message me! The only way I can improve is if I know what I do wrong, so feel free to call me out.

Now, back to Ace Boromir. I would love to write some stories for the aces! I would love to write some soft stories for those who don’t want the smut.

#boromir #ace #asexual #inclusion #LOTR #lotr headcanons #x-reader #reader insert #boromir x reader

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I was wondering do you do any of the elves from the Tolkien universe? I have not seen any on your blog, maybe I just missed them. Love your blog btw!

Hi!! I only have two requests I’m working on that involve the elves of Middle Earth. I don’t get many and I’m always hoping for more requests! If you’d like to see a particular elf please request, I do my absolute best to write when I have time. Thank you for viewing my blog, I hope soon I can have something for you!

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HI! I know I just followed you but 👉🏻👈🏻I am already in love with your blog! I'm really thankful I found it, you know it is kinda difficult to find nsfw blogs about lotr, so really THANK YOU 💙

Oh HI! Welcome! So good to see new people! I’m really happy you liked my blog enough to follow! Unfortunately there aren’t many NSFW blogs for LOTR so I’m really happy I can contribute to the fandom in some small way. Thank YOU for the nice message. Knowing people appreciate and interact with my blog makes me look forward to posting and writing! So thank you for showing support!

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SFW server

But I wanted to get the word out. Don’t go there and be gross

Tolkien Discord Server

Sadly, I have seen racism and homophobia rise in the fandom, and after having to leave a server myself because I felt unsafe, I have decided to make my own.

Here is a safe place for all LGBT+ fans and fans of colour!

- SFW server, at least for now

- separate channels for Lotr, the Hobbit, and the Silmarillion talks, plus a multifandom channel

- fun little bots like HaikuBot roam the server

- writers and artists dedicated channels with their own bot

- WE ARE ACCEPTING SUGGESTIONS FOR THE NAME

To join us: https://discord.gg/qJgSyup