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Silm September

Galadriel has open-air sex with her husband.

Prompt: Ritual Sex

Words: 100

Pairing: Galadriel x Teleporno (Yes, I like that name)

Warning: Reference to outdoor sex lol

Galadriel cast off her clothes as she’d discarded her name along with all the painful memories linked to the girl she’d been—swiftly and without hesitation.

Pulling her husband against her heaving chest as she’d done countless times before, she tilted her head back to gaze up at the starlit sky.

Hers was a brazen act of worship and defiance; this hallowed ritual of cleansing and restoring was a soundless cry in the night, declaring that she was still unbroken by the weight of the merciless ages.

Her heart and love were still as strong as her flesh was yielding.

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May Fic Recs

All That's Best of Dark and Bright

Author: clothonono Characters: Thingol/Melian Rating: Gen Word Count: 1844

Tell me more about married. "I do not know very much," Thingol said. "I have never been married before.” The night laughed. The woodland breeze caressed his hair. A nightingale settled on his shoulder. We are the same. He thought they must be the two most different people in all of Arda. He tried to think of more to tell her. "Among my people, marriage is a bond in the spirit and the flesh." Flesh! So much of you is flesh. What is it like to be matter? "I am matter?" You are enormous! she said. And you are very full of water. "No lady has ever given me such a compliment," he said. He could tell that it was a compliment, a strong one.

In which Thingol and Melian finally take stock after the dissipation of the enchantments of Nan. I think this is one of my favourite fics of this pairing that I read so far. They are both so delightfully weird and low key creepy but in a way that shows how perfect they are for each other. I love it so much!

Read here. Author’s Tumblr: @clothonono

Note: This fic is archive locked

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Silm September

Oromë is a fair master.

Prompt: I want your leather studded kiss

Words: 100

Pairing: Oromë x Celegorm

Warning: mention of death, animal death, mention of blood

“Turko,” the Vala purred, his voice reminiscent of the rumble of the ground splitting beneath their feet. “How good of you to join us.”

Standing as straight as he could, Turcafinwë Tyelkormo presented the lifeless body of a grown hare to his teacher and friend wordlessly.

“Well done,” Oromë smiled.

When he reached for the offering, his impressive form shifted alluringly under the decoratively studded boiled leather in a way that made his spellbound acolyte shiver with greed.

“What token of gratitude and congratulation do you seek?”

Leaning forward, Tyelkormo boldly claimed a kiss, red and sweet with fresh blood.

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Silm September

A snippet of that Nunnery AU that was never written and in which Maedhros is undercover as a novice whose peaceful retreat is interrupted by the sudden arrival of Fingon at the convent's doors.

Prompt: In the most biblical sense, I am beyond repentance

Words: 200

Pairing: Maedhros x Fingon

Warning: blasphemy, sexual tension, a bit of seduction

Kneeling on the floor of the damp, dark room into which he’d been led by a very flustered novice, Findekáno took a deep, steadying breath.

“I take it you didn’t come to repent for your previous trespasses,” Nelyafinwë hissed as he wriggled the old, rusty bolt loose as quietly as possible to bar the door.

Had things been less dire, he would have laughed at the utter failure of his father’s masterfully wrought plan—Fëanáro—worried about his firstborn son’s famed beauty—had decided to hide Nelyafinwë in a convent to keep him from any and all temptation.

The chance arrival of a wounded warrior at the gates had been as unpredictable as it had been nefarious, and the alleged novice had spent many a night on his knees to pray for God’s forgiveness for the acts of blasphemous depravity in which he’d engaged with this unlooked-for guest.

Now, Findekáno had returned to the nunnery under the cover of darkness, and Nelyafinwë felt his thighs tense in almost reluctant anticipation.

“In the most biblical sense,” Findekáno grinned winningly, letting his broad hands slip under the rough tunic and up endless, smooth legs teasingly, “I am beyond repentance.”

Sighing, Nelyafinwë succumbed.

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Silm September

Thingol bites. Finwë likes it.

Prompt: Biting/Bitemarks

Words: 100

Pairing: Finwë x Thingol

Warning: Biting

Finwë gasped with shock rather than pain—his old friend and first lover had always liked to nibble on any exposed skin teasingly, but the intervening ages seemed to have stripped him of his initial inhibitions.

Lifting the hand he’d outstretched so trustingly to his eyes, the ancestor of monsters and marvels gaped at the clear-cut impression of Elwë’s perfect teeth.

The angry, red mark was a symbol of the inexorable change even their love couldn’t withstand unscathed—the past was dead and the future uncertain now.

With a feline grin, Elwë waited.

“More,” Finwë whispered, shedding his tunic invitingly.

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Silm September

Idril wants.

Prompt: My hands are shaking from holding back from you

Words: 100

Pairing: Idril x Tuor, Idril x Maeglin

Warning: Desire for cousin while being married

Idril would never have considered herself spoiled.

Most days, she felt as if she’d lost more than she’d ever been given.

At other moments, though, she was convinced that she was the most fortunate of women, basking in the admiration of her husband and the boundless love of her imperious but warm-hearted father.

Caught in that dichotomy, she cursed herself for her single-minded greed as she followed her cousin noiselessly down the hall.

“What do you want?” Maeglin hissed, whirling around suddenly, eyes ablaze.

“You,” she replied. “My hands are shaking from holding back from you!”

“Then…don’t,” he purred invitingly.

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Silm September

Based on my visit of the crypts of Stephan’s Dom (in Vienna) which boasted a huge poster of Halbrand/Sauron, and the fact that the first sarcophagus I’ve seen in the crypt was that of some “Melchior” (lame disguise)…

Prompt: Now come and fuck me, baby

Words: 100

Pairing: Mairon x Melkor

Warning: Nudity, sexual language, implied imminent sex

Pushing aside the heavy stone lid, Melkor arose in might as he clambered, gloriously naked and unapologetically irreverent, out of the richly ornamented sarcophagus.

He’d heard his most trusted servant’s irresistible siren call and had consequently lost no time to cast off the chains of mendacious faith that had bound him for so long.

Mairon, clad in nought but golden chains, stood smirking seductively in the centre of the dank crypt.

“I’ve waited for so long, for you,” Melkor purred, grasping the other by his slender waist and pulling him into a passionate kiss. “Now come and fuck me, baby.”

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Silm September

Aredhel has an interesting affair :D

Prompt: And I run for miles just to get a taste

Words: 100

Pairing: Aredhel x Thuringwethil

Warning: implied blood-drinking

Írissë ducked behind a sturdy tree, delving into the deeper shadow as into a pool of cool water.

The one she’d come for was already waiting, her sharp, glistening fangs bared in a not-entirely reassuring smile.

“The skies are watched closely—how did you…” the Elven lady gasped, her luminous eyes wide with shock.

“I walked,” Thuringwethil grinned and embraced the newcomer passionately to soothe the wave of instinctive tension rippling through Írissë’s firm flesh. “I do, at times, walk, and I run for miles just to get a taste.”

Cocking her head slowly, Írissë laid her throat bare invitingly.

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