TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Sweet Seals For You, Always
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Game of Thrones Daily
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
No title available
will byers stan first human second
Cosmic Funnies
Monterey Bay Aquarium
shark vs the universe
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Andulka
🪼
RMH
YOU ARE THE REASON
Stranger Things
Today's Document
DEAR READER
Origami Around
hello vonnie
seen from Spain
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United Arab Emirates
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from South Korea
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Chile
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
@ainur-confessions
❝ you promise forever and a day , ── ♡.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
❪ ♡ ❫ confessions ៸៸ headcanons ៸៸ imagines ៸៸ a blog for all your silmarillion confessions about our beloved valar and maiar — romantic, angsty, etc
·⊰ rules.
·⊰ tag navigation.
·⊰ character list. ( ocs included )
·⊰ main blog.
I just wanna wrap Lúmirë in some blankets and have tea with him while caring for his hands. I would kiss his hands every day and massage them also. I just wanna give him lots of comfort and love, and tell him he's doing a good job 🥺
considering that lúmirë has a horrible habit of overworking and pretending that everything is alright when it is certainly not, he would definitely appreciate this sort of thing. the poor maia might be surprised at first and it would definitely take some coaxing.
however, he has a soft heart for you. so the second you start with your affection and comfort, he's immediately melting into you. whimpering when you massage and kiss his trembling hands. he almost appears ashamed.
those trembling hands would then cup your face, as he presses butterfly kisses to your skin. murmuring about how grateful he is to have you in his life and how much he loves you.
♡. wanna know more about lúmirë? check out this post
just...just wanna give amaure so many kisses. just wanna tell him it's okay. just want to tell him he's not a monster, that he's always My Prince...just....
if amaurë could, he would tear up at such lovely gestures. he bites back the urge to simply collapse into your arms and cry his heart out into your shoulder. instead he shakily takes your hands in his, smiling despite his glossy eyes and trembling countenance. “I love you, my moon," he'd whisper, pressing a kiss to your cheek.
it's times like this, when his insecurities grow and he knows not who to turn to. he appreciates your support and always finds himself relying on you.
♡. wanna know more about amaurë? discover more here
❪ ♡ ❫ ── feel free to slot a confession in for any of the ainur canon characters. however, I also offer a wide range of ocs for you to choose from. send them confessions or request small imagines ~ for more info, click the links !
♡. navëquen ( @cilil 's oc )
a maia of námo serving as his personal attendant and prosecutor. vanimóre's counterpart with an eye that sees past misdeeds. has a strong sense of justice and is usually stoic and slightly awkward in social situations, leading many to wonder what it is that he truly thinks and feels
♡. almion ( @doodle-pops ' oc )
the son of námo and the maia erulissë. cold in nature but soft at heart. a blessed flower who brings forth sweetness with every touch, while death waits patiently in solitude
♡. melmë ( @doodle-pops ' oc )
the maia of irmo and a servant of ardour. her love is pure and true, freely giving and never asking in return, and yet, she suffers a broken heart
♡. erulissë
the handmaiden and maia of yavanna who has always been a kind and forgiving soul. turned harsh by the realisation of their creator's true nature. she rebukes eru's name and will, seeking to free her kin of the will
♡. amaurë
the prince of valinor who writes poetry and pleases the gods. always smiling with the dawn's radiance, ever as kind — ready to lend a helping hand whenever he can. but, he harbours a dark secret
♡. vanimóre
the general of angband and the former maia of námo who puppets the dead like a sadistic puppeteer. has an almost misleading sense of humour and leads many to believe that he is approachable for it. however, his humour is just as cunning as his overall self
♡. ruinë
the former strategist of angband who has a being of good and one of evil within her. chaos incarnate. a maia of fire who tries her hardest to fight off the evil within her — a grey character seeking to be righteous and failing miserably
♡. lúmirë
the servant of varda and the royal attendant to manwë. despite all the pain he tells himself that he must push on and work hard, because then it makes everything worth it. an overachiever by nature, uselessly good at his duties and a little stoic at first. but a sweetheart deep within
♡. lúilírë
valinor's strategist, the maia of manwë with a cunning, frightening intellect. a being of ice who is unlike most of his colleagues. he seeks vengeance as his form of justice — unaware that his eagerness for righteousness is what leads him down a path of no return
❪ ♡ ❫ ── tilion , coming back home to you
he's always so eager to rush back home to you after his shifts. with a puffy tail and perked ears. so much so that he ends up losing track of the path and getting lost on his way back home to you. bumping right into arien who twists his ear and scolds him silly.
tilion cannot help it. he simply wishes to find himself beside you. have you in his arms as he nuzzles and showers you with affection. he took great pride in his duty, but the one thing he hated about it was how it deprived him of the one thing that mattered most to him in all of arda — you.
when he eventually manages to rush himself home, he's beyond disappointed to see that he has missed you. laying on your shared bed and knocked out for the count. his deer ears droop and the flowers in his hand would have too if he willed them. nevertheless, he'll crawl in beside you, hooking his arms around you and snuggling you into oblivion before he himself also falls asleep.
melkor & fem!lover with ‘ one more time? for old times’ sake. ’ <3 pretty please <3
❪ ♡ ❫ ── melkor, "come on, for old time's sake?" prompt
"you should not be here.''
"oh, how cruel can you be?"
"cruel? such a word should be reserved for you.''
the warm presence against your back prompts you to spin on heel. lips pressed in a thin line and your gaze unfaltering in its icy stance. rivalling the warmth that emanates from his own violet stare.
dark and terrible, the lord of corruption and lies stands before you. tall, mighty - yet his face held a certain softness. one that no other being has seen for aeons, other than you. his love, his soul-bound, who chose to part with him upon his fall. even after all this time, he finds himself here in valinor's shadows to see you.
"have I truly lost your favour?"
you turn away from his question and place your hands onto your marble balcony railing. "what do you think?" you mutter after drawing a brief breath to quell the suffocating feeling that begins to rise in your lungs."I will not humour you, dark lord.'' from the corner of your eye you catch his frown before directing your gaze to the horizon once more. "leave in me peace.''
silence fills the air and for a moment you consider the possibility of his departure, but you knew him well. you knew him most.
which is why all you can do is sigh when that same warmth wraps around your middle and your back is engulfed in the familiar flame that now makes you frown. however, you do not part from him, you cannot will yourself to for the moment.
"what is it that you want, melkor?" your whisper mimics the softness of his face nuzzling your neck and his dark hair tickling your skin. "you of all people know what it is.''
"I cannot give it to you.'' you counter, finally turning to him. as if your arms knew where they belonged, they hook around his neck and he instinctively loops his tighter around your waist. "then at the very least indulge me before I am to let you go again.'' such gentleness would have been considered out of character to most. but you knew him, more than anyone.
melkor pulls you to the centre of the balcony and takes your hand in his larger one, his gaze never leaving yours. "dance with me.''
your gaze softens, yet you still attempt to shake your head. "melkor, I c-''
"oh, come on,'' the vala cuts you off and leans down, dark strands brushing your face as he brings himself a mere inch away from you. "one more time, for old time's sake?"
starstruck, is what you were. staring into the eyes that were once your world, that still are. the curl on your lips is faint, and slowly you nod your head as you lean closer to him as you always have.
"alright,'' your whisper brushes his lips as he twirls your body with his beneath the moonlight.
"for old time's sake.''
(You can pick which valar) How would they react when their former maia who followed Melkor, returned to them? They have grown weary and regretful of their actions, and wished nothing more than return to the light and repent for their actions.
námo might be one of the hardest on his own maia who turned to the dark side. whilst he does believe in redemption, the betrayal of having not only one of his very own — but also the person who held his heart betray him might be so severe that he gives you the cold shoulder more often than he would wish to.
deep down, he knows that you are trying your hardest. but you have betrayed his trust and love once, how is he supposed to recover so effortlessly? he will try, eventually, once he sees the crestfallen expression you give him when another one of your attempts to talk to him is turned down.
while he might have been harsh in the beginning, he will eventually ease up to you. but the process will be slow, and námo will need constant reassurance. rekindling his trust is one of the hardest tasks in all of arda.
Can you do a headcanon for what Manwë would do for fun on a winter day?
♡. taniquetil typically has snow, especially in the early morning. but during the winter, sometimes snowfall can really up the ante, and depending on your mood depends on what the two of you do
♡. if you are more of an indoor person, then manwë will stay with you, cuddled up in blankets whilst he wraps his wings around you. the two of you would enjoy warm meals and maybe even a dip in the warmer pools
♡. he would also read to you. sometimes it's the poetry that he has written for you, or a novel of your choice
♡. watching you fall asleep because of how comfortable you are against him is something that he adores. if he can, he'll snuggle up with you for the remainder of the day
♡. if you are up for going outside, then he'll take you on a little walk upon the mountain. he'll make sure to wrap you up in lots of warm robes, even his own if he must
♡. if you decide to be sneaky and pelt him with a snowball, you better be prepared for a war. he always loves letting loose and just having fun with you
♡. you both end up falling into the snow at some point and laughing to the point your stomachs hurt. this often will result in a plethora of kisses - until you start sneezing and manwë immediately scoops you up and takes you inside to enjoy some warm tea and cuddles
❰❰ LIFT ❱❱ sender carries receiver over their shoulder + reverse for Oromë or Tulkas (pretty please?)
❪ ♡ ❫ ── oromë | lift prompt
“oh? is that what you think?”
“yup,” pointing your nose to the air with a proud smirk, you fold your arms across your chest as you stare upon your lord. “you might be the vala of the hunt — but it seems that you are faring behind as of late. I wonder why?”
oh, you knew why. of course you did. you were such a wonderful distraction to your lover, so much so that he had missed his target more than he should have on your present hunting trip.
you delight in the way that his forest green hues narrow and his head quirks to the side. almost as if giving you a chance to reconsider your statement — yet you hold your head high. with that pointed, self-implored look that almost drove him mad with annoyance.
you were the love of his life, certainly, but by eru did you have a way of getting on his nerves.
the two of you had agreed on a bet. whoever was to hunt the lesser game would be subjected to the victor's rule for the entirety of the day. it seems that with your little distractions that you managed to clamber to the top — resulting in your win over the literal vala of hunting.
"well," oromë exhales, stringing his bow upon his back as he slowly inches closer. “seems as though you have won. shall we begin?”
your brows knit with suspicion and suddenly, you are on-guard. “why are you looking at me like that. . .”
you barely have time to process a thing before strong hands clamp down on your sides and you are yelping as you are tossed into the air. right over his shoulder in a careless motion that leaves you squeaking and squirming.
“oromë!”
“I am under your rule, am I not?” you can almost hear the smirk in his voice as he begins to walk back to your shared cottage whilst you kick and struggle upon his shoulder. “and as such, I shouldn't let my lady walk after such a tiring day.”
“jerk!” you laugh, running a hand down your face. there's no telling how unpleasant he'll make this little wager's win for you. but it certainly was worth it.
“keep squirming and I'll drop you, little deer.”
I love your blog! Mairon + CHIN plz?
❪ ♡ ❫ ── mairon | chin prompt ( ♡. : thank you lovely! )
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
“oh, aren't you a beauty?”
his compliments are void to you. never again would you allow such honeyed words to render your head in the clouds.
even so, your heart flutters when he places a warm hand atop your head. those lean, yet firm fingers that adorned rings caress your tresses. like a proud owner stroking his new pet. your eyes retain their harsh glare at the ground, you refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing your voice.
"what's this?" the lieutenant croons and soon, the warmth of his fingers is replaced by icy metal that threatens the skin of your throat. it traces upwards, teasing your flesh before the flat side of his blade nestles beneath your chin.
"cat got your tongue?"
fiery amber awaits you, brimmed with malice and cruelty as he lifts your head to face him. his hand tilts the handle so that the blade titters the possibility of a slice.
mairon's teeth flash at you. a smile you once loved that now drips with villainy. you attempt to keep up your death stare, alas, your expression falters when he lowers his head. auburn strands tickling your face and to your ear he whispers:
"did you miss me, beloved?"
「 RP MEME : ENEMIES TO FRIENDS TO LOVERS . 」 * change pronouns as needed.
ENEMIES :
‘ don’t act so coy. ’
‘ you! ’
‘ you don’t deserve them. ’
‘ you will never get away with this. ’
‘ i won’t rest until i find you again. ’
‘ how dare you pretend to be her friend. ’
‘ does she know the truth about you? ’
‘ how could you do this? ’
‘ this isn’t you. ’
‘ i will be the one who kills you. ’
TO FRIENDS :
‘ don’t act like you care. ’
‘ i never saw this coming. ’
‘ i’d call it an uneasy alliance if anything. ’
‘ you’re not so bad. ’
‘ i’m trying to trust you, but that’s going to take some time. ’
‘ just because we’re friends doesn’t mean i’m going any easier on you. ’
‘ i’m glad i have you now. ’
‘ try to keep up. ’
‘ so we’re cool now? ’
‘ don’t feel like you have to leave just because i got here. ’
TO LOVERS :
‘ we shouldn’t be doing this. ’
‘ we’ve come a long way, you and i. ’
‘ one more time? for old times’ sake. ’
‘ i want you. ’
‘ i don’t care about anything else. ’
‘ you’re the one for me. ’
‘ i can’t deny it anymore. ’
‘ come to me. ’
‘ i just wanted to let you know… ’
‘ please, stay. ’
❪ ♡ ❫ ── manwë | sleeping
manwë is big on holding you in his arms while the two of you drift off. more often than not he prefers to have you rested on his chest while he lays on his back.
why?
well do you know what else is big? manwë. he's tall, ranging from about 8 - 9ft so what happens when he is halfway through his seventh dream and he accidentally rolls the two of you in such a way that suddenly you're being crushed beneath him, hmm?
of course he doesn't do it intentionally. but damn are you left smothered by feathers, fluffy hair and silken robes by the end of it.
❪ ♡ ❫ ── modern!námo & manwë | polyamory
imagine how absolutely spoilt you would be in a modern setting when dating these two ( they're both dating you but not each other )
you cannot tell me these two do not just radiate s*gar daddy vibes right off the bat. if it's not manwë taking you on extensive shopping trips and immediately getting you everything that you look at for more than five seconds — then it's námo planning out your meals and making sure that they're all delivered to your doorstep along with a bouquet of flowers, that his brother helped pick out, weekly.
imagine getting your nails done with námo or trying out a variety of dresses for manwë.
of course, they meet in the middle when it comes to you and both have no issue with the amount of time you spend with the other. more often than not they are both with you. if one's driving, the other's in the backseat with you. if námo has a case that morning, manwë's ensuring you get your breakfast, if manwë's in a meeting a bit later than expected, námo's pulling up to your university / workplace to pick you up.
oh, and about picking you up from university / workplace, it is an entire riot when they BOTH show up. manwë coming in to lead you out and put his coat over your shoulders. your colleagues are practically staring in envy — and then they see námo leaning against the car. surely not —
and just as expected námo loops an arm around your shoulders and kisses your head before getting you into car. both of them following after.
oh, this isn't even half of it.
SCREAMING LMAO
❪ ♡ ❫ ── modern!námo & manwë | polyamory
imagine how absolutely spoilt you would be in a modern setting when dating these two ( they're both dating you but not each other )
you cannot tell me these two do not just radiate s*gar daddy vibes right off the bat. if it's not manwë taking you on extensive shopping trips and immediately getting you everything that you look at for more than five seconds — then it's námo planning out your meals and making sure that they're all delivered to your doorstep along with a bouquet of flowers, that his brother helped pick out, weekly.
imagine getting your nails done with námo or trying out a variety of dresses for manwë.
of course, they meet in the middle when it comes to you and both have no issue with the amount of time you spend with the other. more often than not they are both with you. if one's driving, the other's in the backseat with you. if námo has a case that morning, manwë's ensuring you get your breakfast, if manwë's in a meeting a bit later than expected, námo's pulling up to your university / workplace to pick you up.
oh, and about picking you up from university / workplace, it is an entire riot when they BOTH show up. manwë coming in to lead you out and put his coat over your shoulders. your colleagues are practically staring in envy — and then they see námo leaning against the car. surely not —
and just as expected námo loops an arm around your shoulders and kisses your head before getting you into car. both of them following after.
oh, this isn't even half of it.
❪ ♡ ❫ ── modern!námo | doggo things
breaking up with námo or taking a small break from your relationship with him — only to have gorgumoth run all the way to wherever you are, tug at your sleeve and try to lead you.
eventually, you discover that he's leading you back to námo's home. why? because 'dad isn't acting the same without you around, please come back'
❪ ♡ ❫ ── námo | a blessing and a curse ( tw. death )
as the vala of the dead it's only natural that námo would have inherited foresight. what many deemed as a blessing he would eventually come to know as a curse. and due to one, sole reason —
you. his beloved.
now it's no surprise that námo can see the death of an individual should he deem it necessary, however, he tends to not use that ability as often. unfortunately, sometimes the visions of an individual's immediately flash before his eyes upon looking at them — it's sporadic and can happen to people he's met multiple times.
take you, for instance. his lover, the person he has shared so much intimacy with, the holder of his heart. never would he have expected fate to be so cruel.
he wasn't sure whether it was something you said or something you did, but he has glanced over to your gleaming countenance — before everything went horribly wrong. viridian hues are replaced with soulless white as námo can all but watch as your smiling face twists into that of utter agony. crimson pouring from various wounds, splattering your face. the dark hand that fixed around your throat and the fear in your eyes.
but what he'll never get out of his head, no matter how hard he tries,
is your scream.
the bloodcurdling, heart-wrenching scream.
and of his name no less.
needless to say, námo would be in a state ever since he saw this vision. he knows exactly when it'll take place — at dagor dagorath. where he will be helpless and unable to help you in any sort of way.
it haunts him, day in and day out. how twisted and cruel your fate it. how he will be unable to safe you no matter what he tries.
but most of all,
whenever he looks upon you,
all he sees is the dawn of terror on your face —
and hears the ear-shattering scream from your throat.
Dialogue Prompts
Angst • Anger
Warnings: depictions of anger / hostile reactions / derogatory comments
✷
⇥ “How dare you?”
⇥ “What do you think you’re doing?”
⇥ “I hate you.”
⇥ “I never want to see you again.”
⇥ “Stay the fuck away from me.”
⇥ “I’m done trying to help you.”
⇥ “You ruin everything.”
⇥ “I can’t even look at you.”
⇥ “All you do is lie.”
⇥ “You only care about yourself.”
⇥ “If you touch me again, I will break your hand.”
⇥ “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
⇥ “That’s the problem.”
⇥ “You’re the problem.”
⇥ “You don’t get to tell me what to do.”
⇥ “Excuse me?”
⇥ “What the fuck did you just say?”
⇥ “Get out.”
⇥ “I should have never trusted you.”
⇥ “You mean nothing to me.”
⇥ “This is your fault.”
⇥ “You did this to me.”
⇥ “Move out of my way, or I’ll make you.”
⇥ “You haven’t seen angry yet, but if you don’t get the fuck away from me, you will.”
⇥ “Sorry isn’t good enough.”
⇥ “Say it. Say it!”
⇥ “I wish I never met you.”
⇥ “I’m trying to do the right thing! Don’t you see that?”
⇥ “Was it worth it?”
⇥ “I hope it was worth it.”
⇥ “You will never be one of us.”
⇥ “I don’t care.”
⇥ “There is nothing you can do to fix this.”
⇥ “I will get you back for this.”
⇥ “How could you do this to me?”
⇥ “You’re pathetic.”
⇥ “I would never have hurt you like you hurt me.”
⇥ “After everything I’ve done for you!”
Break my heart, send in a character with one of these. Break it, just break it,
