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Request: Could I have some fluff with Fingon? Like reader visits him in the throne room, sits on his lap and simply makes him forget everything going on outside for just a moment. Just a little bit of peace in a time void of it
A/N: My brain had a difficult time writing this fic believe it or not. I really hope it was what you were looking for and that you enjoy it!
Fingon x Reader
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You slipped through the side door of the throne room without making a peep and a few servants rushed in right behind you. You came in through an entryway that was usually reserved for servants, though being aware of your relationship with the King they granted you permission to use it. Especially since your more humble background prevented you from participating in court fully.
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Hello 🌻 you know I gotta ask for my baby Fingon, so I'm about to hit you with angst today.
May I request a Fingon x reader fic where it's both their final days today in Valinor before he leaves for Middle Earth during the darkening. Fingon and reader were on the brink of developing a relationship (courtship) before the darkening occurred. He promises her that he would return to her one day, since she is not permitted to follow, but reader knows that he isn't going to return to her because of the ban on the Noldor. Basically, a tearful departure between them both, and her begging him not to leave her, reader confesses her love last minute in hopes of him staying but he still leaves. A kiss to her forehead as the final gesture.
Love is a Curse
featuring fingon x fem reader
fandom tolkien-the silmarillion
warnings here comes the angst again
a/n also my first time writing Finno – I hate you Mina (affectionately)
You smiled up as you saw Prince Findekáno making his way over to you in the sunflower meadow. You were in the middle of reading your book – when you heard footsteps coming your way.
You were sat leaned against the tree behind you – at first it was hard to make out it was him because of Arien’s rays casting right to your eyes. But from the shimmer of golden ribbons on the dark hair you instantly knew it was him.
“Prince Findekáno . . .”
You greeted and slowly began to stand.
“No, please – do sit mi ‘lady.”
He said – holding his hand out gently for you to stay seated.
“It is I, who should greet the beautiful maiden.”
You blushed at the compliment – and Findekáno smiled softly at you, holding a hint of a smirk. Standing in front of you – he crouched to your height and handed you a small sunflower.
You frowned taking it from his hand – rolling it between your fingers
“I was out riding my horse – there was this little beauty and out of all the tall, large flowers in this field – this one seems to have taken a liking to my heart.”
He looked directly at you at he said it – making your insides melt at the words.
It was still hard to look at him – not only because of his words that were hinting at something else but also because of Arien’s heavy rays. Then the prince suddenly shifted, noticing your discomfort – hiding the rays of Arien from your face – letting them hit his back instead.
You smiled softly at him – your eyes sparkling with an unsaid emotion and his reflected it. . .beautifully.
Your heart dropped at the news. You frantically shook your head. No, Findekáno would never. . . he can’t!
You ran out from your home – scared, nervous and unbelieving. The darkening from the destruction of the two trees had brought many misfortunes. The selfish part of you couldn’t understand why Findekáno had to leave for this.
He shouldn’t! This didn’t concern him – why was he going after something that concerned his half-uncle and half-cousins to retrieve the silmarils that held the light of the two trees?
He shouldn’t go – he really shouldn’t go! – Not when there was chance for you to happen, but more so if Melkor were to cause a darkening on him, cause his . . .- you didn’t want to think of the possibilities, but it was there – in the back of your mind.
You gasped – seeing him up ahead about to turn and leave with his kin. The shimmering golden ribbon you would recognize anywhere. . .
“Findekáno. . .”
You whispered out first – definite it was him.
“Findekáno!”
Then – you desperately shouted out – your vision blurring suddenly. It was only then you realized you were crying. Tears streaming down your cheeks.
“Where are you going?”
You shouted out – when he turned to you, his eyes widening seeing your shaking, tearing figure running towards him.
“Why are you leaving? – Please!”
“Y/N. . .”
He whispered – stepping towards you. Turukáno pulled him back for a second.
“Stay there – don’t run!”
He shouted towards you – but you kept running towards him desperately, crying.
“You can’t leave like this!”
With your blurred vision from your tears, you almost slipped and fell once or twice – each time he gasped, scared you might fall and cause hurt to yourself.
“I won’t let them take you!”
But you still kept running towards him. Crying your heart out and sobs wreaking your body.
“I won’t let them take you!”
His eyes widened at those words – so you truly felt the same. He was one step away from asking your hand in courtship. One step away from confessing his love for you. One step away in showing the filtering out the raw and powerful emotion in his eyes to you.
“What do I do if you just leave me like this?”
Findekáno heart broke hearing your words – more than anything his heart and soul were begging him to stay. His brother’s grip tightened the furthered he stepped out.
“How could I live after you just leave me like this?”
You cried almost falling again.
“Y/N!”
He yelled out – tears gathering his own eyes.
“What should I do?”
Eventually, your prince roughly pulled away from his brother’s hold and run towards you.
“Findekáno!”
You cried out, tripped over something and was falling– but he quickly caught you in arms. Holding your shaking crying body to him tightly. Neither of you cared for who saw.
You only cried and holding him desperately close to you – this never happened before. There were only lingering gazes and sweet words exchanged between the two of you – this was new and it ached every part of your heart and fëa knowing this probably the first and last time you will get to hold him.
A sob broke out from you when you realized it – and Findekáno held you tighter in his arms.
The both of you only pulled away enough to look into each other’s eyes but still held each other close– the sight of his teary eyes made your heart clench.
“Why are you going? – You can’t go!”
You shook your head – your voice shaking with every word
“Please don’t leave! Can’t you stay?”
You begged through your tears.
Findekáno let out a shaky breath – trying to hold a smile for you and gently cupped your frantically head. Slowly and gently making you stop from doing so.
“If you shake your head any more like that – I am afraid it’ll fall off your neck.”
He tried to joke.
You hit his chest – although not strong enough to hurt.
“This is no time to joke, you fool!”
You whimpered and he only smiled, bittersweetly and tenderly wiped your tears. His own hands were shaking – but Findekáno tried his best to stop that.
“Do not go.”
You whimpered again.
“Nothing will happen. . .”
He tried to promise you.
You sobbed – fisting his tunic at how much of a lie that was.
He wouldn’t be back — not as long as the rule for banning the Ñolder existed.
He would leave you – without a chance of returning. You wanted to hit him – slap him and crush him ever making your heart sing for him and your fëa aching for his.
“You will not!”
Your voice cracked again — the prince found himself gulping. The sight of you so broken in his arms hurt him so much more than he could understand.
He never once deserved your love and affection, did he? – He should not have made his advances known. Then you wouldn’t be here, crying and broken in his arms
It made breathing an impossible task for the Ñolder prince.
“Then come‐”
But your lithe fingers quickly rested on his beautiful lips — preventing the elf prince from speaking.
“Please, do not ask of that from me. . . I cannot Finno. . .”
You knew – if he asked you, you’d fold and leave with him without a second thought.
But you couldn’t – how can you blindly follow him to an unknown future leaving your family behind?
Love is a curse. . .
You remembered the the line of an old poem – you never understood what it meant, until now. . .
“Then forgive me, anarlótënya. . .” (my sunflower).
“No! No, please!”
Findekáno sighed and wiped away one last tear — before he delicately placed his head against your forehead.
“Finno. . .”
You sobbed – your grip on his clothing tightening.
“I must go. I am sorry. . .”
He whispered – then placed a kiss on your forehead. Slowly and delicately – lingering his lips there for a long moment.
Then – he started to pull away. You gasped taking his hand in your hands – trying to hold onto him.
The tears that gathered in his eyes finally slipped and he began to turn away from you.
“Finno. Finno!”
You desperately called him as he tried to pull away – you tried to hold onto him tighter but he managed to pull away from you.
“FINDEKÁNO!”
You yelled out desperately in agony as he broke free from your grasp and turned away from you.
A silent broken sob left him as he took steps further and further. You broken cries and desperate shouts were all he could here until he disappeared with his kin.
You watched until you could no longer see him. . . tears dried and stained on your cheeks as you lifelessly looked on, broken and lost. Your fëa drowning in loneliness.
Love really was a curse. . .
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Bilbo: Why do you guys look so upset?
Fili: Sit down and we’ll tell you
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Kili: This bench is freshly painted
This would definitely happen between them 😭
I can get a headcanon of how Itachi, Kakashi, Neji, Shikamaru and Sasuke would react to learning that their partner is a witch (can talk to spirits, see the past, future and summon spirits).If they are too many then only the first 3 and that S/O is female, thank you very much ❤
hey, nonnie, thank you for the request! Playing around with the witch concept was a lot of fun, so I do hope you like the following headcanons :)
hc: Itachi, Kakashi, Neji, Shikamaru and Sasuke learning that their s/o is a witch
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This hit me in the face at 3am while I was preparing for NejiTen month
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