#Adar x Shelob

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“Union,” an update to “Touch the Darkness:”

Chapter Summary: the forging of Sauron’s Ring—the union of their Light and Power, where realities blend with dreams, where they find themselves where it should have all began. King and Queen on that raft. But their union does not go unnoticed by Shelob, who pursues her own ways of fortifying her power in the one way she knows best—glutting on all that Adar can give her.

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CW: NSFW x2, Royal Raft sex™️, oaths being sworn, Making of The One, Shelob lusting after Adar, and hate sex

And there he was, her king, her husband, the father of their child just drinking in the vision of her before him.

His touch was pure adoration as he caressed her chin, the same hand, the same hold as he once used in this vision of his making. Golden green eyes scanned her face, the picture of devotion, of loyalty and obsession. Of love. “My queen,” he whispered, cautious, as if he did not wish to disturb so endearing a moment.

Galadriel smiled softly, the words floating to her lips, even as her eyes drifted to his mouth in anticipation of the kiss his lips promised. “And you,” she breathed, “my king.”

Mouth lifting up to meet his, she could wait no longer for his embrace. The meeting of Light and Dark. The union of their bodies and their magic. The waters rippled from the burst of power, the very earth at the floor of the Sea shuddering. His lips crushed hers, a surge of his power tingling through her body and filling her nose, her mouth with that thick and sweet scent of smoke. Hungry, empty, she wanted to be filled in every way. She drew his tongue inside her mouth, letting him devour her. She ran her hands over the thick black robes that hung from his body. She wanted them gone. Tearing into them, the fabric gave way so easily, his laughter tingling in her mouth as he eagerly repaid the same.

Only crowns atop their heads, the calm seas and bright sun sent sparkles of light dancing over their skin. “Galadriel of the Noldor,” his hands clung to hers, holding them between their naked bodies. “I give you my protection for you and our line, as long as my spirit burns, even if my bones should break and my breath should cease. I give you my oath to keep you safe…” those eyes began to glow, iridescent greens and ambers, as if he lit from within, “my precious.”

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Summary:

Shelob, a giant evil spider, and Adar, who supervises Uruks (orcs) for Mairon (Sauron), meet. They discover that they are soulmates. This happens in MidnightNinja27’s fiction. Here I write about how they bridge cultural gaps between spider and Uruk, have sex, and fall in love. Sorry — I like cryptid romances. Shelob has a Humanoid form as well as a spider form in the game Shadow of Mordor (see above photo).

ROP Summer Celebration, Week 6: Rare Pairs (Adar x Shelob)

[eowyn7023]

Adar and Shelob!!

THANK YOU!! to @auurea for drawing this for my rare pair! Aren’t they gorgeous?

for @eowyn7023 I hope you like it. I had fun trying out new characters 😊

Adar(rop) and humanoid!Shelob(SoW)

[buffyfan145]

Ended up getting 5 "Rings of Power" season 2 spoiler scoops this week from Fellowship of Fans and really excited about them, especially since some are about Halbrand/Sauron!!! :D Also confirmed more about Ameila Kenworthy's character too.

Starting off with the Twitter thread FOF made and the order they posted them. The first spoiler is that Pelargir will be a location in season 2 and that soldiers will arrive by boat to get there possibly from Númenor as this city does play a big part when the downfall of the island happens and the flee to Middle Earth.

Halbrand will be at one of the human villages, possibly Pelargir, as well as a forest in Surrey to recruit humans to his side. They confirmed Charlie was filming at both locations. It makes sense that he keeps the Halbrand form as they already trusted him as the King of the Southlands and a lot of us were thinking he'd keep using this form to get the men and his 9 ring bearers to his side.

Sam Hazeldine/Adar, Ameila Kenwothy, and Zates Yatour were all spotted at the village speech too.

Amelia and Zates' characters are likely not human and there's now speculation that they're playing either dark elves, vampires, werewolves, or for Amelia even the human form of Shelob if they do the same as that video game (which I'm a bit surprised about if it's that) and she will be on the show in spider form or the human form of vampire Thuringwethil.

Amelia also had a chemistry test with both Charlie and Sam. I didn't expect this at all and makes me even more curious who she is playing to have tested with both of them meaning they'll share a lot of scenes together. It also all but confirms she's not Celebrían, not only since most of us are certain she hasn't been born yet, but it's highly unlikely that she would be sharing scenes with Halbrand/Sauron and Adar. This seems more to be she's on their side and either is a dark elf, vampire, or Shelob. Though this also makes me think of when "Buffy" had Spike with Harmony and she realized he was in love with Buffy and didn't feel the same about her and with how much she and Buffy looked alike, as there is a resemblance between Amelia and Morfydd Clark's Galadriel, so I can see this from a Haladriel perspective too. Not sure if this show would get that soap opera like but would be crazy if there was whatever you call a love triangle but with 5 people involved (Halbrand/Sauron, Galadriel, Amelia's character, Adar, and Celeborn LOL). But would also be nice to show that Sauron can have romantic/sexual feelings for others as some of the purists seem to think he's not capable of that. LOL :)

ETA: It would be a love pentagon or pentagram. LOL Didn't even know that was a thing. :D

[incorrectringsofpower]

Season 2, Episode 4 liveblog notes (spoilers behind the cut)

So much r-roll flexing. I'm jealous.

Flexing the pretty scenery again, alrighty.

Elf OCs!!!

Gal is handling Elrond leading really well /s

TOM TOM TOM :D

Tree: *nom*

Hey Mr. Bombadil. Care to do anything or...?

STOORS

j'scuse are we suddenly breaking up the Harfoot wife ship? Roodt

Aaaah Stoor food spotted!

Child stoors!

ilu Poppy

Ah the Hermit sign is Tom. That explains it.

Is the Dark Wizard a Blue? Who is heee?

GOLDBERRY

Adorable lamb!

Tom lore!

Well this is gonna kick off a Dark Wizard x Sauron ship, ain't it

Barrow Wight Time!

Elves about to get murked

Daemor nooooooo we barely knew ye

Elrond fighting time yasss

Elrond saving Galadriel oho

GALADRIEL ARCHERY YESSS

Theo better be okay ffs. Don't torture Arondir more.

But is Berek okay? May I see Berek?

Scenes are so darrrk. Let me see shit!

Handyman Isildur!

Oh boi Estrid x Isildur vibes are strong here. Flirrrrting.

Arondir is suspicious.

Well that subplot got resolved quickly. At least this kinda puts the Shelob shifter theory to rest.

Oh this is awkward.

Is Arondir gonna talk to the Ents first? If so, I love that for him. Call back to his S1 talk of being a Grower.

Maxim wasn't joking about the mud for him this season.

Ah fuck quicksand, my childhood fear! Glad he still has plot armor

Y'all better be okay!

What the fuck was that. What the actual fuck.

Ok food note: Giant snake thing. Survival food time!

Shire foreshadowing!

Don't you touch her, you asshat.

More hiding behind things at night!

Lol that's an awkward reveal for that show photo of Estrid and Isildur we all saw this summer.

ENT TIME

YES ARONDIR OF THE GREENWOOD.

OH THIS IS AWKWARD FOR HIM! S1 ANGST!

Theo and Arondir hug I'm gonna cry ;_;

Ohhh this is even more awkward for the Estrid x Isildur shippers. RIP. (Look we all thought Hagen was dead. It's fine.)

Aronwyn theme :(((

Lord of Pelargir but alas I have a bad feeling about what that might foreshadow, oh dear.

Gotta bring back the Nampat theme somehow I guess.

Don't let that be Berek :(

Fuuuck

I thought Elrond would have a healer moment but nope, Galadriel healer time.

Elrond having to hold a ring, fascinating! Explains a lot.

Galadriel BAMF stuff, love to see it!

AYYY THAT WAS FUCKED UP,  ADAR. I LOVE IT.

[inappropriatemetalfilth]

Uruks in The Rings of Power “Culture and Language Tidbits” In the Nerd of the Rings interview (https://youtu.be/eDJ9SgAyjL4) the uruk cast talks about some of the aspects of creating their orcs.

Beyond being one dimensional They mention how the show is “set in a period of time when orcs are closer to their creation and further removed from dominating Mordor” (~7:05) and around ~20:40 Jed Brophy talks about the work that went into creating the backstory for the uruks. Robert Strange mentions how Adar as well as actor Joseph Mawle were “very passionate about making the uruks, the orcs come across as a people”. The orcs should not just be seen as a “kind of killing machines, or just generic battle evil minions”.  Around ~7:05 Phil Grieve mentions this background work as well and Mawle being “very keen that we take a very different approach, in terms of seeing ourselves; perhaps as refugees looking for our own homeland, so culturally it is quite different I think,” compared to the orcs and uruk-hai we see in the movies.  Tangible elements of culture Around ~33:10 they talk about the orcs of this age, their sensitivity to sunlight, their physicality and the culture of the orcs e.g. their armour designs being based on things scavenged and stolen, such as Magrot´s chestplate which gets handed to someone else after his death or the helmets (some of them being made of bones, some of them being first age elven helmets refashioned) and their protective capes/cloaks made from dragonskin (x / x / x). It seems they filmed more material than can be seen on the show e.g. of the armour bits getting distributed after Magrot´s death.   Black Speech (x) As Jed Brophy mentions around ~16:44 there was resistance to them having too much Black Speech in the show. Joseph Mawle (x) and dialect coach Leith McPherson supported them in having more “sprinkled in there”. Having this harsh guttural language is amazing for them as actors. “It does give us a kind of identity … you got dwarves speaking Khuzdûl,  you got elves speaking different dialects of elvish but we have our own language and we would not use common speech especially in a battle situation, so we were very chuffed to be able to have sprinkled in our own language.”  E.g. In the Tavern scene Jed´s “Fabio” (?) says  ushun? nampuk (”kill them all” / “they all must die”) which Arondir understands, so he knows what the uruk is saying, but all the others taverners have no idea what’s coming so “it’s a bit of a surprise” there. “Fortunately we were able to have those conversation and support from various people to allow us to have” some Black Speech.  Phil Grieve mentions that however the process was interesting, with a “round table back in the states”, everything said having to be vetted, then coming back to them through the dialogue coach. Beyond being one dimensional - Before TRoP?  Tolkien was rather undecided on the “nature” of the orcs (” (I nearly wrote 'irredeemably bad'; but that would be going too far. Because by accepting or tolerating their making — necessary to their actual existence — even Orcs would become part of the World, which is God's and ultimately good.) But whether they could have 'souls' or 'spirits' seems a different question;”  Letter 153) but there is little more in his writing that gives much insight? We have some quotes that give hints that orcs might reject authority but not necessarily (a life of) violence. Rebellion was not unheard of (Gorbag gets called “that filthy rebel” or a rebel pack is mentioned “then it must be a pack of rebel Uruk-hai“ and there is most famously the scene with Shagrat and Gorbag: “‘Grr! Those Nazgûl give me the creeps.[...] But He likes ’em; they’re His favourites nowadays, so it’s no use grumbling. I tell you, it’s no game serving down in the city.’ ‘You should try being up here with Shelob for company,’ said Shagrat. ‘I’d like to try somewhere where there’s none of ’em. But the war’s on now, and when that’s over things may be easier.’ ‘It’s going well, they say.’  ‘They would,’ grunted Gorbag. ‘We’ll see. But anyway, if it does go well, there should be a lot more room. What d’you say? – if we get a chance, you and me’ll slip off and set up somewhere on our own with a few trusty lads, somewhere where there’s good loot nice and handy, and no big bosses.’ ‘Ah!’ said Shagrat. ‘Like old times.’ ‘Yes,’ said Gorbag. ‘But don’t count on it. I’m not easy in my mind. As I said, the Big Bosses, ay,’ his voice sank almost to a whisper, ‘ay, even the Biggest, can make mistakes. Something nearly slipped, you say. I say, something has slipped. And we’ve got to look out. Always the poor Uruks to put slips right, and small thanks. But don’t forget: the enemies don’t love us any more than they love Him, and if they get topsides on Him, we’re done too.’”

[Gif from TRoP episode 01x06 "Udûn"]

[eowyn7023]

Shelob's wedding dress.

This is what she should have worn in The Wedding of Shelob and Adar (https://archiveofourown.org/works/50542408).

Annie's Ibiza Fall 2024

[pursuitseternal]

“Pride and Precious:” an update to “Touch the Darkness” ready for your pleasure🖤🔥🖤

Summary: War Councils, winning favors, and convincing allies leads only to one thing: Sauron needs a weapon of greatest power… and even greater protection. That is, if he wants to protect all he finds… precious.

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Haladriel | Explicit | 3.9 K Chapter

“You seem so proud to have so much for others in Middle Earth to covet,” Elrond quirked a single brow, that unimpressed flat line forming on his mouth. “Hardly the overture to alliances I expected to find upon my arrival.”

“Exactly the sort of overture I expected,” Elendil whispered under his breath, inaudible for mortal ears, but for a Maia, Sauron heard it all.

“Perhaps I should add that it certainly makes me very proud to call you warriors my allies as well,” Sauron nodded his head, first to the elven lord, and then to the Mortal.

“Pride will not win against Orcs and the spawn of darkness on eight-legs, now will it?” Elendil fired back, unphased by any words that he could utter. “We will need to know their plan, their weapons, and the Spider’s powers.”

Sauron gave half a smile, for he had another virtue he clung to for all his life… subtlety. “Of course, Lord Elendil, which is why I intended to find a way to not only amplify our power, but allow us to see with inerrant accuracy, without the need to send scouts or spies into the barren crags of Cirith Ungol…”

“Magic?” Elrond breathed. “You are planning to use… sorcery…”

Tensely held breaths deafened the tent.

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Return to “Touch the Darkness…”

An update so nice, I NSFW’d twice…

[pursuitseternal]

You will “Beg” me to post this update soon for “Touch the Darkness”

At least I hope! And while I promise some more saurondriel smut, I cannot wait to share some juicy Shelob from this chapter…

From chapter 40: “Beg”

CW: minor violence, bad bitch energy

“It won’t happen ag…” the orc’s words ceased midbreath, Shelob’s hand flying faster than sight could catch as her unnaturally long nails sliced through the soldier’s neck. As they began to shrink back into her fingers, she licked them clean of the black-spurted blood that soiled them. Serves them right for not grabbing the puny She-elf when she was vulnerable.

Shelob gave a weighted sigh as she stepped over the nearly-decapitated body to return to her favorite perch in the cavern wall. Those vile lesser creatures should all be thus punished for their failure. They must learn who is truly in command now, no longer a father, a sire of their line, but a ruthless and fearless being of power that could suck the very breath from their bodies on sight. Alas, she continued to muse as she wiped the rest of the blood on her dress. She tired of the taste of orc now. Only that Moriondor remotely came close to sating her.

As if summoned, Adar’s footfalls sounded from the entrance, quick and measured steps to match the precise and critical stare he leveled at her. “What is this?” He demanded, pressed and hushed in voice as he stopped short of his fallen child.

“A bit of a mess I haven’t had the time to clean properly, dear,” she called from aloft, savoring the way he squirmed when she used such terms of affection. Such pet names. And she certainly fed on such discomfort. “Now, I take it you did not come to see me in such a state…”

Her preternatural speed launched her to the floor beside him. A hand reached out to caress his shoulder, but even as he withdrew from her touch, her pointed teeth peeked barely from the bottom of her plump upper lip as she smiled her greeting. Undeterred.

“We require more power, more resources for breeding,” he stated. Still distant and cold, even as he retained her dark and alluring gaze.

“A shame to hear you speak of breeding so…” she paused to pass behind him, pressing her lips against the back of his mottled and pointed ear “… so dispassionately.”

“It is a matter of growing more soldiers, more warriors as we see the masses Sauron has called to muster for him.”

“Masses?” She demanded quietly, rounding to face him again more swiftly than before.

“Nearly ten thousand, an alliance of Men and Elves now camps between his tower and the mountain,” Adar’s smirk widened to see her perturbation twisting her pale face. “And you promised us aid, protecting, until we unlock the secret to Morgoth’s return.”

Her eyes rolled all the way back in her head, a toss of her long, ebony hair as she spun away from him. Her bare feet silent on the floor. “It matters not,” she hissed. “Let them come, we need but one thing to hold away over Sauron, and then he will feel truly Abhorred. To make him fall lower than ever before, to debase him worse than Melkor ever did, we must capture his mate.”

She rounded slowly, already feeling the rage flowing from the Moriondor, his ire like coals behind the black of his eyes. “We are not merely provoking Sauron,” he commented quietly. Always quietly. “This is about regaining a land for Darkness to thrive, a way of returning to Morgoth’s plan for a land of our own, for my children. And if his Chief Servant abandons loyalty, we must remove him or remind him of just whom he serves. We must reach the Dark One in the void.”

“You fool,” she chided, her tongue tutting the roof of her mouth. “You are in such denial, Adar. For you no longer serve your children now.” Eyes glinting like starlight in blackest night, she reached for him, feeling his shoulder twitch beneath her fingertips. “You belonged to me the moment you crossed into my domain, into Cirith Ungol,” she paused to lean up into his face. His own dark eyes stared down his nose at her, unyielding. “You are mine, Moriondor. You should have learned that by now for all the times you’ve had to please me just to keep your children here, safe… and alive.”

“You wish to put yourself on the throne of Middle Earth? In place of a Dark Lord, all shall bow to the Webbed Queen on her throne of corpses sucked dry and lifeless?” Adar taunted, almost leaning in as his barbs hit home. But he saved the best for last. “Even your own kind, another Maia, has chosen a She-elf for a mate,” his eyes flickered as he quirked a single brow. “And not just any of the Eldar, a most powerful warrior, brimming with boundless light now that he has gifted her with his own power. They will be nigh unstoppable.”

Shelob’s whole frame drew rigged, spindly power threatened to burst through her skin, fangs grinding in blinding wrath. It was meant to be you. It should have been you, the hiss of ages of jealousy wound tight over her heart. Always in the shadows as she was, the great Lieutenant had never stopped to gift her with more than a glance, but it was enough to whet her appetite for his power. For the depths of his smoke-scented magic And for more enticing form he now embodied, for all that he had to offer. For all that the blonde She-elf enjoyed. It should have been hers…

Only as Adar attempted to turn away did the visions of her green-eyed past cease. Her hand gripped hard into the flesh in her grasp, nails drawing black blood that began to darken his faded black tunic. “Where are you going?” Shelob hissed, pulling his body tight against the curves of her own.

“To breed you an army,” his mouth refuses to turn in displeasure, revealing no hints of pain. Pain he could no longer feel. “We can see to the details of power, of dominion later.” She felt a hand slink down her back, tracing around the fullness of her ass before gripping it tightly himself. “You should not forget I am just like you, Lady Shelob. Neglected, overshadowed, but not just lying in wait. We wait for the right prey.”

A cold smile of pleasure turned the fullness of her mouth into a beguiling smile. “Time to earn the resources you have requested,” Shelob’s free hand drew up her skirts as the other, still piercing his shoulder, pushed him to the ground. “Now get on your knees and use that tongue of yours for more than just words to beg me for my favor.”

[pursuitseternal]

An update to “Touch the Darkness” is imminent, so there is no longer “Cause for Concern:”

Read a taste of what’s to come, this time not for our powerful King and Queen of Mordor, but for their enemy:

Saurondriel | Explicit | 2.6K Chapter

“You speak of love… pleasure…” Adar strode closer, his shoulders squared and ready for a fight. “What would you know of either, trapped between spider and female and shadow for all eternity?”

“I certainly know the thrill of power,” Shelob’s mouth widened in her dark glee. “I know the rush of glutting just to feel good, to feast on life or light, or flesh or sex until I am sated.”

Adar breathed, a twist of his head and a narrowing of his eyes, sizing up her many meanings. “You are but a means to an end,” he whispered, “a key to unlock our allies, to release the greatest darkness to have covered this world.”

“A means to an end that wields a power far greater than any you could wish to bear,” she snapped her teeth, a sort of hissing sound trailing in her wake. “Perhaps you better consider what would gratify me to keep you and your children in my good graces as long as you seek my protection?”

“And what would you suggest…”

The key to pleasing a daughter of Ungoliant was always to feed her. Her sleek smile broadcast her every intent as she gripped his shoulders and thrust him hard against the cavern wall. Adar's mouth curled with the joy of battle, and before he could counter, her hands clutched his, pinning them above his head and exerting her Maiar strength with one grip.

A glimmer of fear brightened his black eyes. Good, she purred inwardly. Now, that blood blackened with Morgoth’s torture and evil would only ruin her appetite. But as her magic held him firmly chained to the wall, her touch wandered slowly over his body, first caressing those lines of scars over his cheek. She could not feed on him in any literal sense, no appetite for the taste of the old Dark One’s poison anymore. But there were other ways to be sated. Other ways to satisfy her. Other things to occupy her mouth and draw out his power to engorge her own….

[eowyn7023]

Summary:

Shelob and Adar plan an Uruk wedding after discovering that they are soulmates. Adar doesn’t remember his Elven past, but he may have been Avari, like his friend Maeglin. Adar happily accepts his friend’s suggestions on adding Avari flavor to the wedding. Shelob and Adar incorporate elements of Uruk, Evil Spider from the Void, Avari, and Hobbit culture into the celebrations. Set in Mordor during the Second Age, in the AU of MidnightNinja’s fiction “Our Song Ringing Through the Void”.

ROP Summer Celebration 2024, Week 6: Rare Pairs (Adar x Shelob)

I bought an Adar ("corrupted Elf") figurine on Etsy, and posed it next to a toy spider I made. See above photo.

[pursuitseternal]

There is many a “Cause for Concern” for the King and Queen of Mordor with this new chapter… But none for you, Dear Readers

Touch the Darkness, chapter 38

Saurondriel | Explicit | 2.7K Chapter

Enjoy, lovelies 🖤❤️‍🔥

@myfavouritelunatic @mamanmae @eowyn7023 @jurassiclexie @jhalya

[eowyn7023]

Can a Spider Love, ch. 2

ch. 2: Frustration

Adar and Shelob are able to spend the night together, now that Adar can borrow a horse to ride. Adar introduces Shelob to kissing. One thing leads to another — until Adar decides that Shelob needs to think about whether she really wants sex rather than letting her be swept away by sexual arousal.

I am writing in @allpowerfulnarrator’s AU, “Our Song Ringing Through the Void”, where evil spider Shelob and Adar of the Moriondor are soulmates.

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[eowyn7023]

Summary: Shelob and Adar plan an Uruk wedding after discovering that they are soulmates. Adar doesn’t remember his Elven past, but he may have been Avari, like his friend Maeglin. Adar happily accepts his friend’s suggestions on adding Avari flavor to the wedding. Shelob and Adar incorporate elements of Uruk, Evil Spider from the Void, Avari, and Hobbit culture into the celebrations. Set in Mordor during the Second Age.

inspired by “Our Song Ringing Through the Void” by MidnightNinja27, aka @allpowerfulnarrator.

[eowyn7023]

Summary: Adar wants morning sex, first thing. Shelob, in her human-like form, wants coffee, first thing. Adar takes steps to get his way, but Shelob makes a counter-offer. Pure smut, no plot. NSFW.