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Adeliniel, 27, ukrainian. she/her

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DUNE

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen (alphabet)

The Witcher

Iorveth (alphabet) Dettlaff (alphabet)

LOTR/The Hobbit 

Alphabets

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Little portraits of Aen Seidhe from The Witcher 2🌿

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SFW alphabet | Iorveth

No one ever asked for it, but I wrote it anyway. Dear tumblr, just incase you wanted some Iorveth fluff, here it is! Happy weekends^^

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?) 

Not a fan of making out in front of others, but doesn't hide his affection either. Holding hands or just holding you in his arms are absolutely normal things for Iorveth.

His true nature, though, comes to life when the two of you are left alone. Gentle and passionate kisses, touches all over the body, words of love and adoration and so much more. This elf has a big passionate heart and it stores so many feelings.

B = Body (Their favourite body part of their partner, why? Do they like touch?) 

He admires all of you, but your back is something that always draws Iorveth’s attention. He remembers you being younger and smaller, and with just looking on your back he can tell what a long way you’ve come to become who you are and how strong you are now. 

C = Courtship (What do they do to take your attention?) 

You have known each other since you were a child, so it all just happened naturally, when you grew up. The biggest show of his interest to you reached when Iorveth started dancing with you only during elven feasts and different celebrations. Even if the celebration will go for the whole night, he will prioritise you amongst everyone else.

D = Domestic (Are they the type to settle down with you? Are they willing to help with chores? What is your daily routine with them?) 

Despite the path Iorveth chose for himself long ago - to fight for the freedom of elves - deep inside he dreams more and more about a place he can call home. With a warm campfire, food always on the table, simple and steady life. The time is passing and Iorveth is getting older and more sentimental too. Although he's not sure, he'd be able to sustain a lifestyle like this, he definitely would like to try it with you. 

E = Espousal (Do they want to marry you eventually? Who proposes to who?) 

Yes, eventually, Iorveth sees you as his dearest spouse. Maybe not right now, as he’d like to believe that better times are lying ahead, and there’ll be more time and opportunities in the future. He’s also well aware that it might never happen as any of you can die any day, but the thought of having a family gives him hope.   

F = Fragile (How protective are they of you? If they are, how do they show this?) 

Iorveth knows well that you're a great and careful fighter. Yet in his sleep he dreams about a peaceful life where Scoia'tael don't have to fight to survive anymore. Any time he loses you out of sight in battle, his heart skips a beat. If only he could protect you from all of the misery of the world...

G = Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they like receiving gifts?)

Elf doesn’t have much to give you, Life of an elven rebel didn’t bring him any wealth, rather the opposite. He and his squad are struggling to afford basic stuff like food or new armours and weapons, what to say about something luxurious. Iorveth realises it well, and sometimes sadness hits him hard, when he feels that you deserve better than this poor miserable life. Yet still he’s forever grateful that you choose him every day and that you stay.  

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?) 

Not so huge on hugs at first, simply doesn’t remember how it feels. However, grew to like it really quickly. The feeling of someone warm and completely devoted to him is something incredible he hasn’t experienced for years. When you hold him back, gently but firmly, he for the rare moment finally feels safe.    

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)  

Iorveth has more problems with being intimate than he'd like to admit. Rough life of a Scoia'tael taught him to always be on guard, and it's really hard for him to just let it go.

Despite it, he always tries to give you his full presence whenever you're together. He listens carefully to what you say, he remembers little things, he tries to open his heart and share things with you, even if it's really hard.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?) 

You expected Iorveth to be more jealous than he actually is. Gets jealous here and there, but his overall trust in you and your relationships is way stronger.

When he does get jealous you can tell that he's starting to show off. Crossing hands on his chest, giving everyone that arrogant look of his, standing right behind you and stabbing the opponent with his stare. A frightening picture to look at and a really scary situation to be in. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?) 

His kisses reflect his passionate nature. They are hungry, sometimes rough, but always full of love. 

He likes to kiss your hands, starting with peppering your fingers with light kisses, slowly going up to your elbow and then shoulder, softly continuing until he reaches your neck. He is as gentle as he could be, patient and dedicated to covering as much of your skin with kisses as he can.

For himself, Iorveth enjoys when you kiss (and sometimes bite) his collarones. It makes him shiver, leaves goosebumps on his skin. 

L = Love language (What’s their love language?) 

In private Iorveth is rather talkative and manages to express his feelings in all different ways, be it words of love or appreciation or touches.

He's good at actions, always making sure that you have anything you need, like a covered place to sleep, food to eat and that he's always there for you.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?) 

Some time into the relationship you found out that Iorveth enjoys slow lazy mornings. He’s the type to stay in bed for longer, have cuddles, nap or chat, whatever brings you both joy. He calls it his guilty pleasure, that he cannot indulge in too often.   

N = Nicknames (What do they call you? What do you call them?)

Iorveth has so many names, given him by all the people he hurt and frightened, that he prefers when you call him by his name. Without fear in your voice or judgement it sounds nice to him.

Mostly calls you by your name as well, rarely adds something like "my dear" or "my lady".

O = Overture (How did everything start?) 

All of it began so long ago, that it’s even hard to remember when exactly. You just came out of your teenage years and started joining elder elves in their feasts and other entertainments. Iorveth was your older brother's best friend and witnessed how out of rebellious child you slowly became a beautiful young elf. And that’s about a time you both developed romantic feelings for each other. 

On one hand, Iorveth was worried that you’re still too young, on the other hand - he couldn’t help but fall in love with you.     

P = Pace (Are they fast-paced in a relationship? Or do they like to take things slow?) 

Elves live long and there’s no point in speeding things up. Even Iorveth with his passionate nature agrees that rushing is the last thing that makes a relationship stronger. He waited so many years to just be able to see you again, that couple of days wouldn’t change anything. He tries to take it as it goes and just follow destiny, believing that this time it’s not going to separate you.

Q = Queen/King (Who takes the initiative in relationships?)

It actually appeared to be quite equal. Although Iorveth is an intense partner with a tough, heavy personality, he manages to recognise other strong individuals and to listen to them (sometimes), to cooperate with them. He wouldn’t even consider you as a partner unless you live up to his expectations, so when you’re already together it’s easier for you to reason with Iorveth when needed.    

R = Remembrance (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?) 

He’d never forget your first kiss. After years of longing and waiting, he finally had you in his arms. When you were recovering from the battle, resting on the bench, enjoying the evening sun, Iorveth was massaging your injured arm. He looked you in the eyes and there he knew - it was now or never moment. He leaned forward, resting one hand on the bench and putting his other hand on the back of your head, and touched your lips with his. He deepened the kiss when he felt that you were reciprocating, letting him in. For a spare moment Iorveth felt a little bit lightheaded, barely believing that what was happening was true, his heart full of happiness.    

S = Salvage (What issues does this relationship help him to cope with?) 

These relationships do make Iorveth feel needed.He feels like he finally belongs somewhere, he’s cared for, loved and he’s not alone. It’s been years since he felt something like warmth inside, years since someone treated him with love. You took away his loneliness, his feeling of unworthiness. You showed him that life can be different and that there is more to it than misery, poverty and eternal fighting for survival.   

T = Tiny (How are they around children?) 

Iorveth is highly concerned about the future of Aen Seidhe, he worries about the extinction of your race, and if he’d be able to have offspring himself. Despite his harsh temper and complicated past, he actually likes little elven children and would like to have a kid or two (or three). Currently he understands he’s not in the position of having any, as he would never put his own child at risk, but he believes that there’ll be a time when you both can create a new elven life and provide it with a better future.   

U = Ulterior (What’s their secret?) 

This elf has a fear of rejection. Well, he doesn’t trust anyone, and no one likes him as well. So many times Iorveth and his Scoia'tael were used, abused and lied to, that his revenge fell a heavy burden on the shoulders of his enemies.

When it comes to relationships Iorveth knows what kind of elf he is (unkind and unfriendly at least), how much hurt he caused to others and that loving him is not an easy task. So he preferred to stay away from anything that might bring a rejection to his life. Because hearing it is hard, and it hurts more than any arrow that pierces the flesh.  

V = Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?) 

Iorveth is definitely not the one who is used to being vulnerable in front of others. As a leader of his group of Scoia'tael he is forced to maintain an image of a strong and confident elf. When it comes to the vulnerability in the relationship, at the start Iorveth feels that if he lets his guard down he would be considered as weak and unable to protect you. As time passes he learns that it’s impossible to build a strong bond between the two of you without being completely honest and open, and that he has to make an attempt to risk and open his heart.   

W = Wound (How do they feel about exposing their scars/injuries?) 

It took you quite some time to understand how Iorveth himself feels about his scars. For a long time you were sure he was completely indifferent and didn’t care at all.

Right until one day you caught him looking at his reflection in the water with unbearable sadness. Iorveth knows very well what he has become and he accepts it, but you can still see that he’s mourning those long gone days of him being the pure beauty of an elf. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon about your relationship) 

Long ago, when you were just out of your teenage years, and Iorveth just joined Vrihedd, not wearing his scar yet, and was about to leave the camp, you gave him a little bowl of fresh berries, trying to show your affection and to wish him good luck. It deeply touched his heart and he remembered.

 So when you were injured in the battle for Vergen and ended up having a fever, Iorveth secretly went to the forest to pick some fresh berries for you.He wanted to remain anonymous and to just leave the berries by the side of your bed.

Little did he know that the whole Vergen already noticed his feelings towards you and it quickly became obvious who left those berries for you. 

Y = Yearning (How well do they cope when their SO isn’t with them?) 

Well, he waited for about 10 years to just have a chance to see you again. He devoted his life to the path of Scoia'tael and he was and is ready to sacrifice a lot for the higher goal.

Yet he still misses you badly when you part ways, even if for shorter periods of time. You both know that any moment can become the last one. You never ask each other to promise that you'll see each other again, but you both always hope for this.

Z = Zzz (How are nights spent with them?) 

Quiet and sensitive sleeper. Even if he’s deep asleep, Iorveth is still always on guard. Will always notice if you have trouble sleeping or something is bothering you. 

Since you got together, he started to care more about whether you have a good place to sleep, whether it’s protected from the rain and safe enough to relax and rest. This is one of his ways of showing you that he cares.   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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SFW alphabet | Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen

It's been 2 years since I wrote anything! Such a long pause for me. But Dune brought me back. Happy to write again!

Please, enjoy and let me know what you think^^

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

As a surprise for you he’s not that affectionate in public. Feyd might hold your hand or touch your shoulder, just to remind everyone who you belong to, but he doesn’t really need to prove anything to anyone. Things change dramatically when you two are in private. Feyd doesn’t talk much, he prefers to express himself through touching. Depending on the mood, it doesn’t always mean a nice, gentle touch. It can be rough and demanding, or light, almost teasing as well. But he tries to make sure that you’re on the same page and he’s not hurting you deliberately. 

B = Body (Their favorite body part of their partner, why? Do they like touch?)

Eyes. He likes how you look away, your cheeks red, when he stares you right in the eyes. He likes your tender gaze when he looks back at you with so much desire to be intimate, to share something only you two can understand.

Feyd is more into touching than talking. He knows his body well and he can express more with just a simple touch. He has an opinion that talking is just a wasted effort and that the body never lies, so why waste precious time when he can show you his true feelings right there simply using the body language.     

C = Courtship (What do they do to take your attention?)

Na Baron has such a famous and intriguing personality, he doesn't have to do much to attract your attention. People either want to know him, or prefer to stay as far away as possible to not get into trouble.

It’s you who one day caught yourself thinking about him more than usual. Wanting to have at least one more look at him, you started taking longer ways to your chambers, just in case Feyd is wandering around the station sometime late at night.  

D = Domestic (Are they the type to settle down with you? Are they willing to help with chores? What is your daily routine with them?)

Wherever he goes - you go with him. You are his family and Feyd has no intentions to leave you behind. You’re his wife and he wants you right beside him.

E = Espousal (Do they want to marry you eventually? Who proposes to who?)

Of course. That’s the only way he sees your future together. Not just tradition, not just necessity, but a way of confirming how serious and precious this relationship is. It was kind of mutual decision, Feyd did a proper proposal anyway.

(Although forget about kneeling, sweet words and typical "Will you marry me?", cause it wasn't even a question.

F = Fragile (How protective are they of you? If they are, how do they show this?)

Absolutely knows that you’re fully capable of defending yourself if needed, knows that you can stand up for yourself and would never interfere unless he senses a real danger. Feyd gets a great pleasure out of watching how independent and confident his darling is. And even more when he sees you putting his brother to his place (below you).

G = Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they like receiving gifts?)

Feyd is not big on gifts. You already have so many things, everything you want is there, he feels like whatever he chooses, it won't be worth it. If only he could give you, say, a planet, that would make a great gift. Just enough to show you the depth of his feelings.

Nor is he huge on receiving presents. In fact, there’s nothing you can give him that he doesn’t already have. Wealth, power, glory and love - Feyd is blessed to have it all. The best gift you can give him - your full presence and loyalty. And an heir.  

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He didn’t really understand what’s so special about hugs at the start, but grew to kinda like them as the time passed. Although he likes physical touch and that’s how he usually shows affection, Feyd thinks that hugs are just a substitute for something more significant. He’d rather hold your hands or grip his hands around your neck. He will also definitely choose stroking, petting and/or choking over hugs.   

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?) 

Not that Feyd has particular problems with intimacy, he just doesn’t know what to do. Playing with you is easy, but being present and real is challenging. It took a lot of time before he could put his smirk down and look you straight in the eyes with his heart wide open, showing his naked insecurities.  

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Jealousy is, probably, his biggest insecurity. He knows that he’s good, but sometimes he questions himself whether you find him good enough. Despite his power and status, Feyd knows that there are other men and he can’t help but compare himself to them.

Noone knows about it, even you for a long time, because he never talks about it. He never shows when he’s really jealous. He does play with you sometimes, pretending to punish you out of jealousy, but it is never the case of his real feelings. He keeps it all to himself.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

All that you can and can’t imagine. He starts slowly and then ends up biting your lips and tongue. He likes the power it gives him over you, likes the taste of your blood, he likes to dominate and to use his opportunities.

And more than that he loves that you reciprocate it, that you show your passion, you express your love and loyalty to him. He does like that it goes both ways. He likes to feel that both of you are alive and feeling.

Recently Feyd has discovered that pleasant feeling when you kiss the back of his neck. it gives him goosebumps and he can’t get over it.     

L = Love language (What’s their love language?)

Touch. He doesn’t need words to express his feelings when he can just touch you. Feyd uses his hands, mouth, tongue to love and punish you, to express his worries, anger, to be gentle or to be rude. Years of training made him a great master of his body and he’s convinced that his body language is way better than him talking.   

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He’s usually awake and gone long before you get up. But on those rare occasions when he doesn’t need to be anywhere early, he’d wake you up just because he’s bored.

N = Nicknames (What do they call you? What do you call them?)

Was happy when you moved from calling him Na-Baron to just simply calling him by his name. He finds it intimate enough and doesn’t see a point in creating nicknames. 

He tried to say “My love” a couple of times, but didn’t really feel into it, so he stopped.

O = Overture (How did everything start?)

Slowly and way less serious. Feyd mocked around quite a bit before actually growing feelings towards you. You didn’t expect much, considering the difference between your social positions, but the man of his power can do whatever he wants and choose whoever he desires. You felt you were lucky enough to fall in love with him before he approached you with his confession.

“Possessive” you thought, accepting Feyd’s invitation to visit him in his room that night.

(To your biggest surprise nothing sexual happened. Instead you met a deadly serious Na-Baron telling you about his plans to build a long-term relationship with you.)  

P = Pace (Are they fast-paced in a relationship? Or do they like to take things slow?)

Feyd is unexpectedly chill in the relationship. Apart from all the passion and desire, he smells a sense of security, he knows that you’re not playing around, that you’re not going anywhere, so there’s no need for drama. No need to rush when you have the eternity ahead to enjoy each other. 

Q = Queen/King (Who takes the initiative in relationships?)

Absolutely, 99%, he’s the lead. Even though he likes to play games, where he pretends to give you control over him and lets you dominate, it never goes beyond the bedroom door.

R = Remembrance (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The night when you first had sex. That tingling feeling of something completely new happening, so expected and desired. Exciting moment of mutual trust. Feyd’s fascination, seeing you wanting him just as much, feeling that you’re not afraid, even knowing who and how he is. Holding and having you all for himself, and even more than that - belonging.

 It was no vanilla, rather a night full of passion, a bit rough, but definitely long and enormously pleasant.

S = Salvage (What issues does this relationship help him to cope with?)

Feyd doesn’t have many insecurities, but for a long time he felt like he can’t find a suitable partner, and it made him feel like he’s lacking something significant in his power. A partner that’d be strong enough to put up with his character. Someone not just for breeding, but to show the world that he has it all.

Marrying you gave him more control over his social status and made his life complete. Love is a nice addition to it, but it also cured him from feeling not good enough.

T = Tiny (How are they around children?)

Children are not an option, they are an obligation, you knew it from the very beginning. But it doesn’t necessarily feel like a burden. It has to happen sooner or later, so Feyd is generally looking forward to it.

The idea of being able to create something all by himself, without his uncle’s or brother’s influence or power, makes him feel really proud of himself. And you.

U = Ulterior (What’s their secret?)

Quite rare, but he feels tired. Feyd doesn’t want anyone to know or see him like it. He’s afraid that it will affect the way others perceive him. And so he disappears. Sometimes for hours, sometimes for days.

It scared the shit out of you when it happened for the first time. You genuinely thought he died in a battle. But you got used to it with time, and learnt not to disturb him in moments like these.    

V = Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?)

No surprise it takes quite a while. He’s longing to be seen and heard, but it also takes a lot out of him to start sharing. Not that he’s afraid of being ridiculed or betrayed (he’d simply kill you, if this happens). He worries that if he starts talking, he might not want to stop. Having someone loving and caring listening to him with no judgment is something completely new in Feyd’s experience. And for a long time he doesn't know how to address it. 

W = Wound (How do they feel about exposing their scars/injuries?)

Feyd is proud of his wounds and scars. His masochistic side induces him to mutilate himself, and the sadist inside of him prefers to do it right in front of you. Just to enjoy that look of confusion and disgust on your face. It really turns him on.

As much as that he likes when after this little play you take care of his wounds and cause him some more pain.      

X = Xtra (A random headcanon about your relationship)

Feyd LOVES to be spoiled and to have your undivided attention. Something he never had before. He wants it all, all the time. Whether he’s bragging about how good he’s at fighting, or just quietly lies on his stomach while you gently stroke his back, or complaining to you how hard it is to be a Baron, he wants your full attention to his persona right there, right now.

Y = Yearning (How well do they cope when their SO isn’t with them?)

It is a really rare occasion that you are apart from each other for more than a couple of hours. Usually you just don’t have anywhere else to be. Feyd is so used to having you around, he doesn’t even think that it can be different or that you’ll disappear. And if it ever happens, he’ll set the whole universe on fire just to get you back.     

Z = Zzz (How are nights spent with them?)

Feyd is actually a nice quiet sleeper. He doesn't snore or steal the blanket, doesn’t even take your side of the bed, even though he’s used to sleeping alone. Although being busy in his new role, he spends more and more time managing tasks and goes to sleep really late, so you do get lonely nights sometimes.   

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sweater weather | Will Graham

This one was waiting for ages to be published!

Actually, this was my first ever story written in English. I was so inspired by The Neighbourhood’s “Sweater weather”, that I wrote it in October 2021.

And here where I am now is autumn again, so I think it’s time for this story to see the world.

The light was cold. So were your hands. Cold, you barely could feel them, desperately trying to find keys in the big pockets of your old black coat. Weak blue luminescence of the corridor lamp brought up melancholy. You sighed. Keys were finally found, and, in a moment, you closed the door behind your back.

- It’s cold here, – he said, looking right in your eyes.

You felt goosebumps on your back, on your hands, and nodded silently. Your frozen hands got a little wet, and this made you shiver a little. Air around was viscous and stuffy, yet too cold for you to even think about taking off your coat.

A small room in a road motel that you shared for two. When Jack sent you to help his "agent", you definitely didn't expect to find Will Graham in this decrepit room. However, his glance told you that he was also rather surprised to see you.

You both made a step to each other at the same time and stopped abruptly, catching your breath. The tension was so high, you barely heard the world around you. You felt Will’s breath – hot and heavy - very close to your neck.  

The place was completely inappropriate - neither for confessions, nor for anything else. Not that it made any difference. The wounds inflicted by your feigned indifference to each other now hurt especially painfully. You can’t walk away from your destiny, they said. Especially when she locks you in a cold, cramped room, and it is so ironic, that the only source of warmth is the one who hurt you so deeply.

Will carefully unbutton your coat, pulling the lapels to the sides. You exhaled, knowing that you have to run, that you must not let this happen. Remember that Jack warned you, begged you, even threatened you. And you failed him.

Will was unstable. Sometimes he was not himself, did not remember, did not see, did not know who he was. But now, at this very moment, he was here - you saw it in his eyes, felt it in his touch. Not an opportunity to miss.

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His shaking fingers touched your bare skin under the shirt. You inhaled harshly, never expecting such a reaction of yours. It was like an electric shock, still it felt good. Extremely good. Will’s hands were warm and despite his fingertips being rough, the touch remained soft. He squeezed your sides a little bit, making you blush. Little grin appeared on his face. Your body was responding to him. Such a great feeling.

Will helped you to get off your coat, leaving you to wear only a thin shirt. You unintendedly started to tremble. Your body so in heat, but the room still being cold.  

- Put your hands in the holes of my sweater, - Will whispered, tenderly taking your hands in his, bringing you closer.

You gingerly slipped your palms into the stretched sleeves of Will's sweater, trying not to touch his forearms with your fingers, and at the same time burning with the desire to touch. Even if your body gave up long ago, your head stubbornly resisted, trying to remind you of common sense.

And yet it had to shut up. You caught his gaze – right on your dry lips – for a second – and back straight to your eyes.

- We should stop, - you muttered.

Will gently pulled you closer. Your palms are now wrapped around his arms above his elbows. Without noticing it you gently stroked his skin with your thumbs. You looked at him, pleadingly, trying to say with your eyes what you could not say out loud, desperately hoping that he would understand. So did he. Silent dialog, revealing cards and weak points, finally being honest with your feelings.  

- I know, - Will responded.

Oh hell, how well he knew.  Right now he was making the same mistake twice. He never learns. Not in your case. Not today.

His lips found yours in a hasty kiss. Mix of pure insanity and desperate fever. Taste of longing love. The beginning of the end.

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SFW alphabet | Dettlaff

Yes, I do write not only LOTR things, but some others as well.

Enjoy and have a nice day^^

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?) 

Dettlaff feels everything deeper than we, humans, so it must be said that his affection is really strong. It grows slowly, cause he questions all of his feelings toward you.

It makes him feel completely vulnerable, seeing you watching him, and at first he ignores you a little rudely. Later he changed the way he interacted with you to something more warm and polite, and it became the point of no return.

B = Body (Their favorite body part of their partner, why? Do they like touch?) 

Shoulders line. Considering Beauclair's fashion on closed dresses, Dettlaff finds this part of your body very intimate to show. And it feels very precious to be able to touch you there, kiss soft skin on your sharp bones.

C = Courtship (What do they do to take your attention?) 

Doesn't really want to take your attention. He prefers to stay in the shadows and watch, waiting if you would notice him or not. Being sure that you like him back makes him more confident - he'll come to talk with you, share a meal or drink, escort you on a journey to the nearby city - having no other thoughts that make you feel comfortable around him.

D = Domestic (Are they the type to settle down with you? Are they willing to help with chores? What is your daily routine with them?) 

He doesn't have a real understanding of what home really is. Dettlaff thinks about it as a place where you can sleep or wait out the danger. At this point he doesn't care about having one special place to stay.  It'll take a lot of time for him to get used to what home really is, not without your help, of course.  

E = Espousal (Do they want to marry you eventually? Who proposes to who?) 

Believes you're his forever from the moment you became lovers. Doesn't really get the concept of marriage, because for him it changes nothing in his attitude - he loves you and only this makes sense. May agree to the ceremony, if you explain why this is so important to you, but definitely won't be that one who proposed.

F = Fragile (How protective are they of you? If they are, how do they show this?) 

Extremely protective, sometimes even too much. Rarely does it feel like he's making a bubble around you, so no one and nothing could hurt you. Vampires do not die in the usual sense, but live, knowing he couldn't protect you, seems much worse to him. Dettlaff does everything he could and even more for you to still be safe.

G = Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they like receiving gifts?)

It could be both usual gifts, popular in the human world, and something crazy, that he finds suitable for the occasion. Has an explanation for why he chose this or that to give to you, but what really makes him happy is when you see right through and understand the meaning of the gift by yourself.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?) 

He'd like to say that he is not a hug-lover, but the point is he's just not used to it. The more you hug him, the more he likes it. If it started as some awkward friend hugs, soon it'll evolve to more passionate and tight hugs. For now he could really spend an hour or two lying down and hugging you.

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)  

Intimacy and romance are hard things for Dettlaff. He has no need for such, and barely catches the right mood. But the closer you get, the more intimate he will become. Bare sex changes to making love, usual meetings in the town become something more like dates, his words and action appear more and more dedicated to you and express his real feelings. He opens his heart, and it is priceless.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He has a big feeling of possessiveness. Despite he considers you as a part of his pack, Dettlaff has no intentions of sharing you with anybody. He gets truly aggressive when jealous, but the most difficult thing is that his jealousy sometimes is indeed unfounded. He is not good at understanding people's ways of communication and it happens that he perceives someone's good manners for flirting.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?) 

Most of Dettlaff’s kisses are passionate and wild. It feels like you're walking on a knife blade. Sometimes he bites your lips to blood, unintentionally, and it feels dangerous and exciting at the same time. But on those rare (well, not really rare) occasions, when you kiss him first, he froses for a moment and then answers softly and gently, maintaining your path.

L = Love language (What’s their love language?) 

Attention and actions. If Dettlaff is in love - he is fully dedicated to his partner. All his thoughts and actions are aimed at his beloved one. He notices every change, every little detail, and he remembers all of them. Actions mean more than words, but before acting he wants to be sure he knows how to do it properly.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?) 

Depends on whether he spends the night with you or not. If yes, he'd probably wait until you wake up, looking at your face, touching your hair or tracing his fingertips on your bare shoulders.

If not, he'll wait for you somewhere around the house, smirking at your sleepy look and gladly responding to your morning hugs.

N = Nicknames (What do they call you? What do you call them?)

Doesn't use them and simply call you by the name. And for very rare occasions may use "Love". Similarly isn't very fond of hearing different nicknames towards himself, but secretly loves that time, when you couldn't remember his name and used to call him "Mister Vampire".

O = Overture (How did everything start?) 

First he saw you some years after his Beauclair "adventure". He was living quietly, hiding in a small village near the mountains, when you came there to visit your friends. Dettlaff followed you back to Beauclair, attracted by curiosity he never expected to feel towards the human world again.

P = Pace (Are they fast-paced in a relationship? Or do they like to take things slow?) 

Unexpectedly, he really hurries into a relationship. Because Dettlaff feels everything very deeply, his feelings overwhelm him, and he just couldn't resist his urgent need to speed up the events. He barely touches your hand, but blood already rushes through his veins, making him want to grab you in his arms and never let go.

Q = Queen/King (Who takes the initiative in relationships?)

It could be said that you take the initiative equally. Sometimes it's him who leads, other times it's your turn to reveal your wishes and be the one who takes responsibility. Everything is fine while you listen to one another.

R = Remembrance (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?) 

That day when you first stayed for the night together somewhere in the little house in the mountains. Staring at the stars, drinking wine, talking about something funny and noncenless... That felt so surreal, so unbelievable, and yet that was so true.  

S = Salvage (What issues does this relationship help him to cope with?) 

From the very start your relationship helps him with his total distrust of people. Humans lied to him and betrayed him many times, so he didn't expect to give them any other chance. But here he is, trying to learn how to live with people around, trying to join your circle of friends.

T = Tiny (How are they around children?)

That fact that he voluntarily worked as a toy maker in Beauclair says that at least he is not against children. Is not a type who wants his own children but will not be against if one or two orphans would be around.

U = Ulterior (What’s their secret?) 

Dettlaff would never admit it, even under the threat of death, but he likes when you scratch his back. Especially when during this he could embrace you.

V = Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?) 

He is quick enough with the relations, but it takes really a lot of time for him to be able to reveal what's on his mind. Most of the time he takes time for your problems and needs, neglecting his own. And it means so much when you sit next to him, take his pale cold palms to yours and make him speak, listen to everything he wants to whisper to you, either it's words of love or his biggest fear.

W = Wound (How do they feel about exposing their scars/injuries?) 

As a vampire Dettlaff has great regeneration skills, so he doesn't get scars or so. And all of the injuries heal really quick on him. Only the one time you saw him wounded - when some other vampire pierced him with his claws. You lost consciousness, being scared to death by that picture. He swore that never again he would let you see anything like that.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon about your relationship) 

He finds it cute when you get a little drunk. It's mostly impossible for a vampire to feel intoxicated, but humans do get drunk, and it seems funny for him. Seeing you smiling more than usual and how your cheeks become red, excites him a lot.

Y = Yearning (How well do they cope when their SO isn’t with them?) 

He panics. Your absence makes him so nervous that he can't concentrate on anything. Even if you let him know that you'd be gone for some time, he will hastily pacing around the room, waiting for your comeback. There were a couple of times when he tried to follow you, but when you asked for some time to be alone, Dettlaff tries his best to stay away and not bother you.

Z = Zzz (How are nights spent with them?) 

Vampires don't need to sleep, actually, so at first he just said "Good night" to you and left you alone, then wandering around the house till morning. Yet sometimes you fell asleep on his chest or laps and he could stay still all night just to let you sleep. Still strange to him, but he likes it when you say that it's too cold or too scary to sleep alone, and he can legally stay in your bed. 

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SFW alphabet | Eomer

Wow, it’s such an incredible feeling to finally finish something you’ve started so long ago!

Long time no see, dearests! Hope you all are doing great.

No promises and no expectations this time.

Just read, enjoy and feel good.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

At first, Eomer is even ashamed that he fell in love with you, so he tries to avoid any public interactions and even pretends that he is not very happy to see you. However, when your relationship becomes more serious, he builds a completely opposite strategy, trying to protect you from the attacks of envious people. Eomer takes you everywhere with him and with subtle gestures shows others that you are his woman.

B = Body (Their favorite body part of their partner, why? Do they like touch?)  

Eomer adores your fingers. In his huge palm, your tender fingers seem so small and fragile. He could break them with one sharp squeeze, he knows it, and this paradox blows his head off. He likes to kiss each finger in turn, feeling your soft skin in front of his rough lips.

C = Courtship (What do they do to take your attention?)

At first, Eomer didn't even want to try to invite you on a date or confess his feelings. After all, he knew that he spent most of his time on military campaigns, and he thought you wouldn't want to wait. However, you began to spend a lot of time together when he was in Edoras, and rumors that you are now together spread faster than Eomer managed to make an official confession.

D = Domestic (Are they the type to settle down with you? Are they willing to help with chores? What is your daily routine with them?)

Yes, Eomer dreams of one day being able to leave the service and you (along with your future children) moving to a calmer and quieter place. However, today he can not accept the fact that you refuse to officially move to the palace and live in its rooms. Because he only feels at home where you two are.

E = Espousal (Do they want to marry you eventually? Who proposes to who?)

He never actually thought about marriage, but the longer your relationship lasts the more he considers proposing to you. It just seems right to Eomer for the two of you to be a lawful husband and wife. And the least in the world he would want to dishonor you or be the cause of gossip. 

F = Fragile (How protective are they of you? If they are, how do they show this?)

Eomer is probably the synonym to the word “protective”. He would panic if you cut your finger or accidentally hit something, and he cannot live with thoughts that you can be seriously wounded. The man would be extremely happy if you agreed to stay home and mind your business, but if you don’t he would try to keep you as close as possible to be sure you’re alive and safe.     

G = Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they like receiving gifts?)

He could easily forget about your wedding anniversary, but for no reason would he forget to bring you at least a small bouquet of flowers when returning home from another military campaign. He isn't really aware of whether you wait for something special, but he considers flowers as the best and most universal present.  

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Eomer does not particularly like to hug. He prefers to kiss the back of your hand (if you're in public), or to kiss your forehead if the situation allows. Usually, he initiates a hug only when you meet after a long separation. His hugs are quite strong, he presses you so close that it becomes difficult for you to breathe. Sometimes he even hides his face in the crook of your neck and exhales noisily, thus tickling your skin.

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)

Unexpectedly, but deep in his soul, Eomer is very worried about all sorts of romantic things. He knows that he is not a romantic at all, but he is afraid that he will not be able to satisfy your desires and needs. He learns quickly and never ceases to amaze you with various surprises.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

With a cold head, Eomer realizes that he has no reason to be jealous of anyone, because you were the first to confess your feelings. That is, you chose him among the other men around you. However, a hot heart makes his blood boil every time you talk to other guys or when someone shows a keen interest in you. He never accuses you of being jealous, but sometimes you still have to convince him that he is the only one for you.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses always seem hasty and nervous, as if he hesitates, as if he is not entirely sure that you will kiss him in return. Therefore, kisses on the lips, he prefers kisses on the forehead. He gently presses his lips to your forehead, and sometimes freezes for a few minutes, gently stroking your shoulders with his strong palms. In return, he loves it when you kiss him on the chin. In fact, because of the difference in height, you just can't reach out to kiss him somewhere else. And it seems infinitely dear to him.

L = Love language (What’s their love language?)

Time. Unfortunately, Eomer has to spend a lot of time on military campaigns, patrols and missions. That's why every minute spent with you is so precious to him. He knows that you also have a lot of work to do, but the fact that you leave all your business when he returns home and devotes all your time to him means much more to him than all possible words.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Eomer is an early bird. He wakes up almost at dawn, because there is a lot of work ahead. At first, according to the old habit, he dressed for the service quite noisily. But several times he caught your dissatisfied and even unhappy look and later tried to be quieter. Later, he even got into the habit of kissing you on the forehead every morning before going to work to the sounds of your unintelligible growl.

N = Nicknames (What do they call you? What do you call them?)

You jokingly call him "My best Rohirrim" or “The strongest man on the Earth” and it always makes him blush. He also tried to create some funny nicknames for you, but he pronounced it with such a serious voice, that everything sounded more cringy than fun. So he just goes with “Flower Lady” or “Dear wife”.  

O = Overture (How did everything start?)

You've known each other for a long time, because you both grew up in Edoras, played and quarreled, and had secrets. Then you went to study in another country, and when you came back, you realized that you two have changed a lot. Eomer saw the same. Instead of the simple girl next door, there was now a beautiful independent woman beside him who filled his thoughts and heart more and more, until he could no longer resist his feelings.

P = Pace (Are they fast-paced in a relationship? Or do they like to take things slow?)

The path of your relationship is more like an ECG than a romantic walk. Since Eomer has never been interested in a relationship before, everything that is happening now is new to him. Therefore, he acts in accordance with his own feelings and emotions, which change almost every minute.

Q = Queen/King (Who takes the initiative in relationships?)

Eomer likes to brag that he is the boss in your pair, but in fact he will not take a step without consulting you. Even during quarrels, he is usually the first to apologize, because your sad eyes do not allow him to live in peace and do everyday things until he is convinced that everything is fine between you.

R = Remembrance (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

That special day when you first accompanied him on his way to a military campaign. Eowyn usually played this honorable role, but after your engagement you were given the right to be a woman who goes along with the commander in chief. He felt as happy and proud as ever. Especially since he knew that in a few weeks you would meet him back home as well.

S = Salvage (What issues does this relationship help him to cope with?

Ever since you came into his life, Eomer has felt full, complete. It was as if all the pieces of the puzzle of his life were finally in place. He knew he didn't have much time for personal life, and the fact that you were willing to put up with his constant trips only confirmed his assumption that you were made for each other.

T = Tiny (How are they around children?)

All Eomer knows about children is that they have to have them sooner or later. He is not ready for his children now, but when he thinks about the distant future and perhaps old age, he definitely sees you as the mother of his descendants.

U = Ulterior (What’s their secret?)

He really likes it when you not only braid your hair, but also add flowers. Eomer sometimes likes to go with you on secret walks in the woods to collect wild flowers, which you then weave into your braids.

V = Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?)

From the outside, Eomer seemed to you quite carefree, or at least one who quickly releases heavy feelings and can move on. Later you learned that your husband not only keeps everything to himself, but also does not know how to share and talk about his pain. Many nights you heard him wake up and run away from you to the next room to suppress his grief there again in solitude.One night you just silently stopped him, grabbed his arm tightly, and then hugged him just as tightly, showing that he doesn't have to express his feelings in words to get support.

W = Wound (How do they feel about exposing their scars/injuries?)

Scars and wounds are an integral part of his life. Eomer does not perceive them as something special and would be very happy if his partner won’t pay attention to this. However, he likes it when in the morning you gently run his old scars with your fingers to wake him up.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon about your relationship)

Unlike Eowyn, Eomer cooks quite well. Even better than you. He is ashamed of this, because he considers household chores not a man's occupation, but rather - that it doesn’t suit a brave warrior. However, he is ready to step over himself again and again to see your eyes light up again when you eat what he has prepared for you.

Y = Yearning (How well do they cope when their SO isn’t with them?)

He is used to the fact that you often do not see each other for weeks or even months, so he does not feel much sadness. Eomer consoles himself with the thought that your reunion is getting closer every day. However, the closer he gets home, the more nervous he becomes, because he always worries that your feelings may have changed during a long separation.

Z = Zzz (How are nights spent with them?)

The army taught him to sleep at any time and in any position, but also to wake up from any sound. The first night you spent together, Eomer hardly slept, because when you moved in his arms, he was worried that something had happened and had to check if everything was okay. Eventually, the quiet family life relaxed him a little and taught him comfort, so now he sometimes complains that I can't sleep peacefully in a tent without you by his side.

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Imagine | Thranduil

“Playing chess with an elven king is quite a dangerous thing. Your win could disappoint his majesty and probably leave you headless. Your loss will definitely inflict a fatal blow to your honour. But you've always loved danger. “Risking a life is like drinking wine - unnecessary but I could not resist” that's what you usually say. 

- Checkmat, - you said contentedly, looking at how folds of dissatisfaction appear between the king's eyebrows. 

- Should I be punished, your majesty? - you asked with a fake concern in your voice. 

- I'll consider doing it if you'd try to cheat. Again, - he greened, noticed the points of your ears turned red. 

- Would you mind another game? 

You never respond being busy placing the figures in the starting position.”

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Imagine | Bard

"- If you break someone's roof, who'll be responsible for it? Who'll fix it? 

In some ways he was right. He always was, and you knew it. It was something that pisses you off the most about Bard. He was older,wiser, faster, he was better in everything and unconsciously you found that you put your life to prove that you are nothing worse than him. One-sided competition that no one needed. 

He cupped your checks and left a barely perceptible kiss on your forehead. Your eyes were swollen and red from tears of fury and helplessness. And, after all, from the pain of your scratched elbow. 

- Was it worth it? - he asked you quietly. 

- You don't understand, - you brushed off his words. 

- Yes, I don't, - he said, gently removing your hair from your face. - But I still love you the way you are, just in case you forgot it."

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an alphabet with Eomer would be amazing! I also love the idea of him walking in on reader changing and becoming a blushing flustered mess. and I know it's cliche but maybe a fluffy "there was only one bed" trope where reader is riding along with the rohirrim and they stop for the night only to find they're short a tent so she'll have to stay with him. truly anything for Eomer would be great, I have slightly fallen in love with him🥺 feel free to take only what inspires you out of these ideas and leave the rest. I'm sure anything you write will be wonderful. thank you!!!!!!

Dear Anon, I'm so sorry it took me so much time to write your request. Actually, I finished the story about two weeks ago, just didn't have time to publish it.

Hope you (and others as well) will anjoy it!

One bed story | Eomer

- Oh, c’mon, mister “I’m the bravest Rohirrim”, it’s just a bed!

- Yeah, it’s just the bed, – he said quietly to himself, turning around his face.

Oh no, it wasn’t “just a bed” for him, it was a full night with the woman he loves with all his heart, with the woman he desires most of all in this fucking one narrow bed.

- I’ll go get some air, - he said, so incomprehensible you could barely figure out, - so when you’d be ready, just go to sleep.

You skeptically raised an eyebrow, but he left sooner that you could say a word.

/

Eomer was frustrated, to put it mildly. First you ignored his command to stay in town and mind your own business. Yet he knew you so well, that when he found out you joined the raid, it didn’t surprise or anger him. He just sighed wearily.  

Your curiosity and desire to know everything in the world has impressed him since the days when you were children. Eomer remembered how you always stuck your nose in the wrong place, and then you got reprimanded from Theoden. And even the punishment, which was usually the cleaning of stables, never stopped you from looking for new adventures. Needless to say, his words and requests did not make you stay at home. Like any of your most inappropriate and strange actions could not make him give up loving you.

The man rubbed his face with his palm again, as if it might help remove or hide such an inappropriate blush.

“Damn you, (…)”.

/

- I'm not sleeping, so no need to sneak, - you said, barely holding back a smile, watching Eomer's shadow freeze. You didn't look at him, but you felt how tense he was.

Clearing his throat, the man straightened up, but could not dare to take even a few steps to bed. Different thoughts filled his head, from how he could go to bed with a woman who didn't belong to him, to whether he could look you in the eye tomorrow if something… unexpected happens tonight.

- I'll probably stand guard today, - he said awkwardly, never daring to look at you, and he was about to turn around and leave when you dropped the blanket and jumped out of bed indignantly.

- Eomer, what’s up?! Why are you avoiding me? – you stood before him in a nightgown, and Eomer did not know where to turn his eyes. – You know, we're not kids anymore, and if you suddenly don't like me, you can tell me about it directly, instead of playing hide and seek.

- No, no, it's not like that, (…) - for the first time in the whole trip he looked at you and for a second you even lost confidence, so miserable and exhausted he seemed to you in the light of several candles in the wind.

- Then what makes you constantly look away? - you were going to get answers to all your questions today and now. - Why don't you talk to me? What...

- I love you, (…), - Eomer interrupted you, and it seemed to you that his voice broke, as if he was about to cry. - I have loved you for a long time. And I do love you very much.

- Eomer, - you whispered his name, covering your mouth with your palms and shaking your head in denying.

He smiled bitterly as he looked at the shock you were in.

- You didn't even think about it, did you? When you flirted with my soldiers or when you danced with foreign ambassadors…

His words brought you back to reality and you suddenly laughed.

- No, I had no idea it made you jealous, - you took a step in his direction, smiling sincerely. - Because usually men in love do not look at their chosen ones so sullenly and do not order them in a commanding tone "do not even dare to think about going beyond Edoras."

You copied his manner of speaking, and blush appeared on Eomer's cheeks.

- I'm incredibly worried about you, - he said, not falling into your playful tone and speaking seriously, though the atmosphere in the tent became less tense. - I'm very afraid of losing you.

You took a few more steps toward him, and now Eomer had a chance to take your palms in his.

- I know, - you said softly, looking him in the eye and gently stroking the rough skin of his palm with the thumbs of your hands. - And you know that you can not lock me in the castle and make me sit and wait until all the fun is happening outside.

- Yes, I do, - he agreed, and you could feel him gradually calming down and starting to feel comfortable around you.

- Do you have anything to say to my confession? - he asked almost in a whisper, not sure if he wanted to know your answer.

-  I’ll better show you, - you grinned mischievously before kissing him passionately, while undoing his armor. 

/

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Imagine | Haldir

"- I thought you were quite aware about Lorien 's laws, - Haldir 's voice sounded dissatisfied, you'd rather say annoyed. - Probably, I was mistaken. 

You froze, waiting for execution to be done. 

- I've heard about someone insane who, spitting on security rules, sneaks to the border, but I’d never expected it to be you. 

You finally turned around and now you looked at him guiltily. The surprise in his voice was real and you felt ashamed. 

- You know, orcs are the theme of my interest, scientific. 

He frowned, he was unhappy with your excuse. You stood in silence for a while, but soon Haldin exhaled heavily and looked at you. He looked exhausted and quite concerned. 

- And you are a theme of my very personal interest, - you blushed. - And I'd like to be able to study you for a lifetime. That's why I need you to be alive and safe. 

He closed the distance between you and rested his forehead on yours. 

- I'll consider changing my theme of interest to something more close and familiar, - you grinned before pressing your lips to his."

WOW, who is back!! I missed Tumblr and writing so so much т.т A lot have happened till this day, but FINALLY I have some time to return to my blog and write more. Hope you missed me too...

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Touch | Haldir

Hi there!

I’m here to wish you all great weekends and Happy Easter for all who’s celebrating this weekends! Easter is my favourite holiday! But I have to wait another week until Orthodox Easter :c    Here I bring a fluffy story for you to cheer up and make your weekend even better.

Please, enjoy! 

- What’s wrong?  

You were sorting flowers on the windowsill and didn't even realize at first that Haldir was addressing you.

- What do you mean? - you smiled awkwardly, trying not to reveal your thoughts.

He was not accustomed to express his feelings at all - not in words or gestures, much less -  in touch. And in most of the moments when he was around, his presence was enough. One of his loving gazes was enough to make your heart beat faster again, and the tips of your ears involuntarily reddened.

Yet sometimes, very rarely, you really wanted more. Feel his strong hands on your body, kiss almost to the point of unconsciousness, hear his voice whispering some loving nonsense to you, hug so long that you do not notice how the night changes into day and vice versa.

You never talked to him about it (because you didn't even know how to say it) and tried to hide your desires as deeply as possible. And yet, sooner or later, Haldir's sharp eye could not help but see a change in your behavior.

- Your ears are red, - he said, watching in amazement as your expression changed and how nervously you twisted the poor green leaf between your fingers.

You tried to say something, but so far you could only look helplessly at your lover - he spoke to you right in the middle of when you were dreaming your little dreams of how he would hug you one day. Strange, isn't it? 

- No, it's all right, - you lied, laughing awkwardly, - you just caught me by surprise.

/

He poked his nose right behind your ear, causing goosebumps. You gasped - it felt like you were finally getting a gift you've been dreaming of for a long time, but didn't even dare ask for. You felt Haldir smile, amused by your reaction.

- So, that’s the point. Touch-starved, my love?

He was definitely making fun of you. 

- That's it, - you whispered, trying to sound annoyed, but it turned out to be quite the opposite.

Haldir hugged you tightly from behind, kissing your neck at the same time. You tried to get out of his arms and avoid the tickling sensation, but that only provoked him to strengthen his grip. 

- What else do you need, darling? - he asked kindly, placing his chin comfortably on your shoulder.

- I've had enough of everything while you are near, - you answered. 

It was true, you never needed anything, and you took these strange desires for your whims rather than real needs.

But your answer did not satisfy Haldir. You were his first and only love and most of all in the world he wanted all your needs and desires to be fulfilled, especially if he can do it right here and now.

– Tell me, my love, - he muttered in your ear. - Tell me, and I'll do whatever you want.

You felt how quickly your face turned red, your head immediately took out of the corners of your consciousness your most secret secrets and desires.

You felt him turn you around without breaking a hug. At first he gently and carefully touched your lips with his own, while you continued to awkwardly press your palms to your chest, not knowing where to put your hands in embarrassment. The kiss was soft and light, like a spring breeze.

Without tearing it apart, he carefully took you by the wrists, spreading your arms and slowly wrapping them around his back, urging you to hug him. Releasing his hands, he cupped your face while deepening your kiss. You grabbed him, squeezing the fabric of his clothes in your fists, trying to stand on your feet.

Breaking the kiss, he continued to pepper your face with kisses while you breathed hard, trying to understand what had happened.

- You all right? - he asked, returning to your lips, so close, barely touching yours with his.

You nodded, realizing you couldn't say a word. 

- Shall we continue?

He didn't smile, but you could hear the jocosity in his voice. No, he was just making fun of you today.

You nodded again, but only one small kiss followed.

- Say it.

Another light kiss.

- I want to know that you really want it.

- Yes, I do, - you could barely move your tongue, and the blood in your ears was so loud that you weren't even sure if you said these words out loud. – I really do.

And he kissed you again, fiercely and wantingly. Somehow like he never did before. And maybe ever imagine that he could. 

/

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Imagine | Faramir

“He never asked you to follow him. Even more, he was the one against you joining the guerrilla detachment. For goodness sake, he would be the happiest man in the world if you do as he said. But you never actually did. 

It was... distracting. Instead of constantly concentrating on his duties, with his mind he always follows you, just to be sure you are still alive. “Please, please, come back to me, come back alive” he pleads Gods every night and day when you are not hanging around the camp and fooling with his soldiers. He dies and rises every time you are wounded or ill. He almost lost his mind when you lost your way and came back from your journey a month later than you should. He kissed you passionately and he swore that he'll never let you go anywhere in a lifetime. And he did what he said. By marrying you.”

[adeliniel]

Imagine | Legolas

“You didn't find the time to get acquainted with any elves but already found a favourite corner in Mirkwood, a hidden spot where no one can reach you. You came here not so long ago with your friends and others seeking asylum. You surely liked the place and were very thankful,but homesicking was really hard. So you hid from the world being sure not a single elf would even know where you are. Except one. Young elven prince Legolas found out about your secret long ago, yet he still doesn't find the courage to talk to you. His heart is yearning when he sees your sad eyes, but he doesn't know how to approach you and what he should say.”

[adeliniel]

I absolutely love how you write Eomer! do you have anything in the works for him right now? if not, can I request some?

Hi! Thank you very much!♥️

I'm currently running out of ideas, so I'd gladly work on your request ^^

[adeliniel]

Hello! I wanted to thank you for your lovely message about my work being inspiring!! You're such a kind soul and I wish you the best this world has to offer. I can't thank you enough.

Out of curiosity, do you take requests? I've loved your work for awhile now and just wanted to ask, have a great day/night and best wishes!

Thank you very much, sweetheart ♥️ Your words definitely made my day better🥺

Yes, I do take requests, so feel free to write me anything what's on your mind 😊

[adeliniel]

Come back | Bard

Well, it’s good to be back!

Hope you’all were doing great these days (and that you missed me a little bit^^)

I’ve barely settled up and had time to do some writings. So, please, enjoy <3

Let me know if you have some requests or stuff you want me to write, and I”ll try my best!

And don’t forget to press a heart button, please:3

And yesterday was my one month on tumblr!! Little happy anniversary^^ Thank you all for spending this month with me! There will be much more, so I hope, you'll stay here for long! <3

All Esgaroth was buzzing today with terrible news - the killer (...) returned home. You tried to sneak into the city unnoticed and hide somewhere in a dilapidated hotel on the outskirts, so that no one would know, but the guard caught you on the way.. The rumor quickly spread throughout the city and none of the townspeople disdained to spit in your back or shout a few dirty words. No one but him. He silently grabbed your hand, a little rough and even painful, and pulled you after him.

/

- You, God damn it, take money for killing people! - he shouted, and you thought that you've probably never seen the Bard so angry.

Dinner on the table cooled, but no one even looked at it. 

- So what? - you answered wearily, realizing that you can barely stand on your feet and simply had no desire to argue with him.

- Don't you really understand what kind of work it is, (...)?

- You don’t understand… - you took a deep breath and looked sadly at the Bard. - I also want to eat! You probably know that no one distributes food for free!

You didn't notice how you broke into a scream, releasing everything that had been accumulating inside for years.

- When my father died, I didn't have many options left. You should be thankful that I didn't become a slut. Now at least they are afraid of me, otherwise they would despise me. All of them. Including you.

- You could have come to me, (...), - he still thought he could save the whole world. 

- And what? Walk all over you? Become your fourth child?

You thought that the children wouldn't even have to overhear - the walls here were so thin that probably half the city, if not all, could have heard you.

- I'd come up with something, - Bard said quietly, sitting down on the bench next to you.

You gratefully patted him on the knee.

- You don't have to do that.

- Oh, Bard, please… - you began irritably, having no desire to speak about the subject again.

However, when you turned your face to him, you inadvertently touched his nose with yours. It turned out that he was sitting much closer than you thought. 

- Um, sorry, I…

You didn't finish because his lips covered yours in a passionate but bitter kiss. He touched your hair very carefully and gently, burying his fingers in it, while you ran yours over his jawline.

/

- I have to go, - you said quietly as Bard buttoned up your thick cloak.

- I know, - he replied, not looking up at you.

- But… - you said hastily, shaking your head so that Bard had to recoil. - But I’d like to come back, - you continued more calmly. - Of course, if you allow me.

- You're always welcome in this house, - he smiled, tying the last knot on your hood. 

When he took a step back, behind him you noticed children looking at you a little awkwardly, but with hope. You nodded goodbye to them and took a deep breath. It turned out that going when there is a place to return to is both easier and harder.  

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