#Lúthriel x Erestor

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Erestor x Lúthriel

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"They're quite."

Lúthriel whispered to Erestor.

"Hey psst over here" Aerdis said throwing a rock to gain Lúthriel's attention he was hiding behind a tree not very well because it didn't hid his wings, but he obviously was also using his wings to hid but who else in the greenwood even had wings, he was staking out Thalion's tavern that much was obvious.

"Lúthriel over here and don't ask questions" Aerdis whisper yelled to her

~@very-shootable-messenger

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Lúthriel raised an eyebrow as a small rock hit her. From the voice and the incredibly obvious brown wings she instantly knew who it was.

Without care and crossing her arms - Lúthriel's hooded figure walked slowly over to Aerdis - she had to admit it was rather cute seeing her eagle friend getting annoyed with her.

“What ever is this about, Aerdis?”

She asked - she wasn't bothered with whisper

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The Loss of True Familiarity

-ˋˏ ༻❁ characters erestor x lúthriel (my oc)

-ˋˏ ༻❁ fandom tolkien- the lord the rings/the hobbit

-ˋˏ ༻❁ summary Lú misses Dior and earns for comfort. – here you are @batsyforyou sorry for the angst.

Lúthriel sat on the outside steps towards her room – watching Elrond’s twins play amongst themselves in the yard not too far away from where she was sat.

Her eyes watched them play and tease – Elladan teasing Elrohir on how easily he was able to beat him in their latest round, due to Elrohir’s clumsiness – but Lúthriel’s mind was far away; their voices and sounds of the birds in her garden alone with the light breeze were drowned out as remembered a familiar scene. . . 

“Hi clumsy.”

The teasing voice of her twin reached her ears followed by his laughter.

“Not funny, Dior!”

Lúthriel grunted at him as she tried pull away the pieces of leaves and twigs off her black, silvery tinted hair from the light. 

Once again, she had lost concentration within her magic – where she was intended draw the leaves and twigs into the hair, it suddenly snapped and it came flying towards, knowing her off her feet in the process too.

There had been too many occurrences so far and hence she had received the name ‘clumsy’ from her own twin. 

It was all too funny for Dior to watch the number of times Lúthriel had caused havoc with her powers – going as far as hanging their father upside down on a tree because of her vines and even once accidentally hitting their grandfather in the head with a branch.

“What? Are you going to hang me upside down from a tree as well? – or whack me in the head with a branch?”

Dior laughed as he helped Lúthriel back on her feet.

“Or would it be the time you brought the forest inside-”

“Do not tempt me to do all those things to you!”

Lúthriel glared – her two different colored eyes sharp as her face scowled. Then– sighed and looked down at her hands, wondering when she would finally learn to control her magic and emotions. 

She hated having strong emotions that triggered her magic freely.

“Stop worrying, Lú. . .”

Dior said – he covered her hands with his hands, giving them a gentle squeeze.

“You will learn – I have seen how massively you have progressed so far and I am so proud of you, twin. . . ”

Lúthriel rolled her eyes with a little laugh as she raised an eyebrow.

“And yet– I still have you calling me clumsy.”

“Well, of course, I will – I am the only one allowed to do so!”

He laughed – ending with a gentle smile, holding a little seriousness too.

“You worry too much, that is the problem. Look at you – you are far different from the first time I called you clumsy.”

Dior smirked – teasing his twin to a never end as he remembered her of the times she skip along the forest singing, forgetting she harnessed magic that followed freely among her fingertips – which got herself into many accidents, tripping over new roots or plants she accidentally created – including inside their home. It was funny – but now a familiar– sight to see flowers and all sorts of plants that symbolize her emotions growing on the walls of their home.

“So will you stop calling me clumsy once I learn to control my magic?”

Lúthriel crossed her armed – as they began walking homewards, both silently understanding it was enough training for one day.

“Never, Clumsy!”

Lúthriel’s eyes gathered tears that the memory and she released a shaky breath. Seeing her great nephew’s twins brought back too many memories for her – all them containing one person in parties, the twin she lost a long time ago – it was her unhealing wound.

“Lúthriel, you have missed today’s counsel, dearest.”

Erestor said – himself climbing up the steps towards where she sat.

He failed to see the tears in her eyes until he came closed. With his eyes scowling he slowly crouched in front of his lover – his forehead beginning to crease at the sight.

The wilting flowers beside her were enough proof that the emotion that reached her heart.

Erestor’s eyes closely followed her gaze towards the twins that carelessly tossed their swords at what they called trained. 

Did not take long for Erestor to figure out what was plaguing his beloved and slowly he turned back to her.

“You should-”

“I remember a time like this one. . .”

But Lúthriel had begun speaking before he could finish – it was something that greatly annoyed, if it were anyone else that is. But Lúthriel had her reasons for cutting him off – her valuing thoughts and enchanting voice were enough to melt that annoyance away.

It was not like Lúthriel cut him off to say anything meaningless – he considered each of her thoughts and words utterly valuable, no matter how clumsy she sometimes seemed to him at times. 

Erestor did not speak – he waited, patiently, for her to continue, still crouched on the steps in front of her. He learned it was always best to let her speak her mind – rather than caging it away like she had been for the longest time, it was dangerous – especially considering she was part maia and her magic relied strongly on emotions she carried.

Forcing her emotions down and bottling them up was never good – he learnt that many times, painfully so. . .and how she would be sick with her mind. . .madly. . .

“My powers. . .I could easily lose my control over them and. . .my twin would tease me endlessly for it. Dior was always there. . .trying to make me feel better at every little mishap. He knew I needed to be distracted from it, otherwise, I would worry too much. . .”

Erestor’s eyes quickly snapped down to her half-star necklace as she spoke of her long lost twin - remembering how she had comforted Elrond when losing Elros, she was the only one who knew how it felt for him.

“Twins have a special bond, you know. . .”

It was then her tears spilled - and she bit down on her bottom lip trying to keep her sobs in as she ripped her gaze away from Elladan and Elrohir.

Erestor still did not speak - but his hand carefully reached forward and cupped the side of her face, gently wiping away her tears.

“We would be able to feel each other’s emotions. . .we would know when the other is feeling sad or unhappy. . .”

Lúthriel looked up at Erestor, her eyes overflowing with tears - one that looked like a tidal wave, the other looking like a drowning forest. . .

“I actually. . .felt him dying. . .”

She sobbed and Erestor’s eyes softened, his heart aching at her words and quickly he pulled her trembling body close to him - resting her head on his shoulder and wrapped his arms around her.

Lúthriel sobbed into his shoulder - wetting his robes with her tears, but Erestor could not care less at that moment.

“I felt him die. . .”

She repeated.

“Lúthriel. . .”

Erestor did not know what to say - he gritted his teeth, feeling angry at himself for not being able to deliver and comfort her with words. It did not matter for the amount of knowledge he held - he failed in giving. Elrond, being his friend, had taught him to then give her comfort through his actions, but even then he was struggling to do so.

“I lost a part of myself. . .when I felt him die. . .”

Lúthriel sobbed, her hands fisting his robes as she held on to her lover desperately. Erestor never had the chance to meet Dior, but had a burning anger inside of him because of the fact Dior had chosen to be a mortal - when Lúthriel had no such choice. . .

But he must have had his reasons to do so. . .

However - when he could forgive him for that. . .he could never forgive Dior for seeing Lúthriel as a traitor before his dying moments for having different beliefs, leaving her forever scarred with every thing he had told her before he had died. . .words he could not take back. . .ever. . .

“He was my twin!”

“I know. . .”

It was all Erestor could say as he pulled her closer to him.

He cursed all known magic for giving her powers that prevented her from reaching mortality - even though deep down it had hurt him knowing he would possibly have never met her, if she had chosen to do so. . .

But it would mean she would be suffering every day like this. . .Erestor wanted that for her. . .

Perhaps that was why he freely let her roam around the library, leaving books in the wrong places and allowing her to tease him for his scowls and empty threats and insults so she would laugh more freely than cry in his arms like this. 

Erestor let out a deep sigh - he had come to scold her for missing the counsel this morning, but now knowing where her thoughts had been, he could not find himself to do so.

Then - easily, he slid arm over her back and under her knees to lift her up.

Normally Lúthriel wouldn’t approve of him for doing so - even though she secretly liked it - it was only embarrassing for her, especially if someone were to see it. But right now she did not have the energy to do so and was rather desperate to be comforted by her lover.

It was unlikely for Erestor to stay away from his library for long periods of hours, but right now his lover needed him and he was willing to spend the rest of the evening with Lúthriel cuddled to his side as they took turns in reading - until the flowers outside would stop wilting and return to their original beauty. . .

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Erestor and Lúthriel

Thank you again to the wonderful @windrelyn of my dearest Lú (@luthriel-tinuviel) and her canon love interest - who's but of course Erestor, who else did you think it would be ;)

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Here is an oc Lú x Eres ft. Faeron, crack request am working on:

Erestor smiled softly at Lúthriel, knowing they were friends – but to his utter surprise Lúthriel looked too shocked, like his adopted father had grown two heads.

“What?!”

She suddenly shrieked – letting go off Erestor’s arm as she broke all proper etiquettes belonging to proper princess, which made Nerdanel throw her head back and laugh.

“I could ask you the same think, Lú! What the actual fuck?!”

Faeron shouted at her.

“You’re asking me that!”

She flared back – the sudden exchange making both Erestor and Caranthir shift unfortunately.

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Lúthriel and Erestor

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How Ardently

-ˋˏ ༻❁ characters erestor x lúthriel (my oc), maedhros, maglor, celegorm, @calistefinwe (@aeonianarchives 's oc), caranthir, curufin, ambarussa, nerdanel

-ˋˏ ༻❁ fandom tolkien- the silmarillion

-ˋˏ ༻❁ summary Lú learns an interesting and shocking connection between her lover and best friend requested by my wonderful friend @aeonianarchives

-ˋˏ ༻❁ a/n for content everyone this is based of a roleplay myself and Kaiden is doing - Erestor is Lú's canon love interest, whom we are also basing off as Cara's child - and well you know Dior, Lú's twin, could have possibly killed Cara too (he did in the rp au) and Faeron (who happens to be Cara's twins and one of Lú's best friends whom she lost connection after the ruin of Doriath but found again after Rivendell) had killed Dior too after well witnessing Cara's death - Fae didn't swear the oath btw :) ABSOLUTE CRACK

“It’ll be alright, meleth. . .” Erestor tightened his hold on Lúthriel’s hand – which made her look at him unsurely, but she gave him the most reassuring smile she could muster at the moment. Her nerves were getting the best of her – and she let out a shaking breath.

“Do you really think they’ll approve of me? – After everything my family and your family. . .-”

Lúthriel sighed not knowing how to even begin explaining their situation – it was a type of forbidden love. Erestor belonged to the Nolder family that caused ruin to her home and Lúthriel belonged to the Sindar family were their enemy.

“It was a long time ago.”

Erestor reassured her.

“Besides my uncles had taken in Lord Elrond and King Elros in their days – they raised and protected them. Everything will be fine, dîs nin. . .” (my bride).

He whispered – and tucked a lose strand of her dark hair behind her ear and looking into her green and blue eyes with so much reassurance Lúthriel felt like she was floating.

Lúthriel finally gave him a stern nod – holding her chin high to which Erestor smiled and finally knocked on the door to the banquet hall.

Lúthriel nervously straitened her mother’s hair pin she wore and her dress when the doorknob turned.

To her surprise a tall and freckled woman with bright auburn hair had opened the door. She smiled sweetly at them.

“There you are, come in. They are waiting for you.”

She said opening the door wide for them to enter – Lúthriel didn’t even need to look up but she could already sense many pairs of eyes on her.

“Oh, you have got to be joking me!”

Lúthriel looked up to see one of the silver-haired Feanorians glaring down at her with hatred. The silver eyes of Celegorm bore into her, but Lúthriel didn’t dare, she only glared back at him. She wanted to say something, but she bit down her tongue – Erestor caressed her knuckles hoping to calm her down.

“Tyelko, that’s enough!”

Nerdanel snapped – the fondness in her voice had suddenly disappeared.

Her gazed then shifted to his brother – she nervously avoided eye contact with Erestor’s father, but she smiled to the ellon who stood beside him, Faeron. They put their different aside and saved their friendship through understanding.

Lúthriel felt like she would have done the same thing – so she chose to forgive him and apologized to Faeron on behalf of Dior.

But for some strange reason today – Faeron had her arms crossed and somewhat glaring at her, which only made her frown at him. She silently gave him a questioning look and Faeron raised his sharp eyebrow as her.

Lúthriel was about to speak – but her betrothed beat her to it.

“Well – you have met my grandmother, Nerdanel.”

Erestor said and she smiled warmly at holding nothing by approval and fondness in her eyes for the Sindarin princess, which made her feel a little more at ease.

“And, you know my uncles. . .”

He said very awkwardly – gesturing to Nerdanel’s sons one by one.

“Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm. . . – then there’s Curufin and the Ambarussa. . .”

Lúthriel had been too busy giving Celegorm murderous glares to notice Erestor had introduced Faeron as his uncle. Celegorm had a long line of history with her family – including kidnapping and lusting after beloved mother to a point her mother was almost shuddered in fear at the mention of his name.

She did not feel one bit of remorse when Dior had beheaded – her only pain was seeing Dior had to be one to do it. Seeing her own twin do the kill certainly took a toll on her.

Erestor slowly stood in front of her eye line and gently gestured her to Caranthir.

“My birth father, Caranthir – Morifinwë.”

Lúthriel’s sharp glares suddenly disappeared and she found herself gulping under his dark judgemental gaze. He really wasn’t called ‘Dark Finwë’ for nothing. She wanted to say something but she couldn’t – for the first time in her life she found herself unable to take a stand. This was the father of the ellon she loved, who also happens to be killed by her own twin.

Just when Lúthriel believed it could not get any of dramatic, Erestor finally gestured to the last Feanorian; Faeron or Calistefinwë – whim she thought she knew well enough as one of her best friends now.

“And finally, you know well enough here – Calistefinwë, my adopted father. He raised me.”

Erestor smiled softly at Lúthriel, knowing they were friends – but to his utter surprise Lúthriel looked too shocked, like his adopted father had grown two heads.

“What?!”

She suddenly shrieked – letting go off Erestor’s arm as she broke all proper etiquettes belonging to proper princess, which made Nerdanel throw her head back and laugh.

“I could ask you the same think, Lú! What the actual fuck?!”

Faeron shouted at her.

“You’re asking me that!”

She flared back – the sudden exchange making both Erestor and Caranthir shift unfortunately. Caranthir didn’t know where he stood in all this – it was his first time meeting his son whom he last saw as a toddler and now he was suddenly betrothed to, not only the twin sister of his killer, but she also happened to be a friend of his own twin?

“YES! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A BROTHER TO YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT ME FOR STEALING YOUR NIECE’S KIDS?!”

Faeron shot back.

“Aren’t we the one who took Elrond and Elros?”

Maglor suddenly questioned to Maedhros.

“I think he means after the War of Wrath.”

Maedhros replied – pinching the bridge of nose as their voices raised.

“I NEVER KNEW YOU WERE HIS ADOPTED FATHER, FAE! YOU NEVER TOLD ME!”

Nerdanel looked at them with curious eyes – this was certainly drama at its finest. She did not involve herself, unless another one of her sons chose to intervene.

“Well, this is quite dramatic!”

Celegorm stated – sitting back to enjoy how would this turn out for Lúthien’s daughter.

“Hope it ends terribly for her!”

He said and suddenly getting sharp glares from his non-occupied siblings, bar Curufin who looked like he rather wanted to leave this whole ordeal and meet up with his own son, Celebrimbor. But Celebrimbor purposely chose not to be here – as he still was not ready to come face-to-face with his father, but promised to his first cousin Erestor and Lúthriel in private afterwards.

“So, you’re telling me, if you had known he was my son you wouldn’t have fallen for him?”

Lúthriel let out something in between scoff and a laugh – Erestor looked at her concerned, perhaps a little scared too and Caranthir watched the emotions on Erestor’s face, realizing his features were an awful lot like his own, only missing his ruddy skin – Erestor had his mother’s slightly tanned skin.

“Fae, you know as much as I do how love works – it has no boundaries. I fell in love with him, even knowing he was a Feanorian, what makes you think I wouldn’t have fallen for him when knowing he was your son too!”

Lúthriel told him with a stern voice, making Nerdanel smirk – the more she saw this Sindarin elleth the more she approved her. Lúthriel reminded of herself, stubborn and won’t back down easily – and for Feanorian someone like that simply needed.

“Now, all I am asking you is for your blessing for your son and I, is that so hard?”

Lúthriel stated dramatically.

The Ambarussa came to sit beside their mother.

“How did see not know Erestor was adopted by her friend?”

Armod asked and Nerdanel chuckled.

“This is you brother Telpërinisquar we are talking about! When has he made it easy to understand and perhaps it never came up until now.”

Nerdanel replied with a shrug – fondly using the name she has given Faeron.

“Yes, it is hard! It’s you, you of all people with my son. MY SON.”

Caranthir then tried to say something – however it went in one ear and out the other.

“He’s actually my son, you know? Eve though you raised him. . .”

But Faeron paid no heed to his twin and shouted.

“LÚ YOU’RE CRAZY!”

“I don’t think we should keep talking about this. . .”

Erestor tried to say as he looked around the room with a sigh – certainly this wasn’t how he hoped it would go. His uncle Maedhros and Maglor looked like the were used to something like this – but it not mean they enjoyed it.

“Oh please, Fae! How am I crazy for falling in love? It is not like I fell in love with an orc! Besides! You always encouraged to try and court and fall in love!”

That middle sentence made Erestor raise an eyebrow at Lúthriel.

“Seriously?”

He questioned.

“Shh! Not now!”

She snapped at him.

“He is an orc when it comes to you and I never said my own son you missed the assignment!”

Faeron snapped suddenly – making Erestor look at him unbelievably. Both Erestor and Caranthir let out an offended scoff at the same – Caranthir somewhat smilrd at his son noticing he had some of his habits even though he did not raise him.

“How? How did miss it? You were specific Fae! You said I should date anyone! Anyone! Be it maiar, ellon or elleth! Erestor is an ellon!”

Lúthriel shot back.

“I thought you would know my son wouldn’t be part of ANYONE!”

Faeron shouted.

Every one in the room looked at one another awkwardly – this clearly wasn’t ending any time soon. However, Nerdanel still watched on making no move to end this – she clearly knew what was happening and perhaps that’s why no one chose to move.

“Excuse me! You make it sound like I was some sort of witch that wrongfully seduced your son!”

Lúthriel was not going to back down out of this – and Erestor regretted on telling her beforehand. He thought both of them would have been excited to know.

“Knowing your part maia.”

Faeron muttered.

“AND YOU'RE MARRIED TWO MAIAR - NEED I REMIND YOU ?!”

“He’s my son, his actual father is my twin here– what would he think of you worth his son!”

Faeron snapped – making Caranthir turn red as he was unexpectedly mentioned.”

“Can’t you are friends with the twin of my killer.”

Caranthir muttered to Faeron with small glare.

“She is friends with the killer of her own twin”

Faeron muttered back.

“Doesn’t make it any better”

Caranthir replied to his twin.

“To be honest it happened before your death I was pissy for a while and then friends again”

Faeron explain easily.

“Loving this family drama we have going on here!”

Celegorm decided to comment.

“Oh shut up, you are cause most of it most of the time!”

Faeron snapped at him.

“Are we done here? Can we get the blessings we came here for?”

Lúthriel spoke again – raising her eyebrow.

“No you are not getting any blessings from me!”

Faeron erupted.

“Ada. . .” (dad).

Erestor tried to intervene then – too shocked by Faeron’s behavior. He really wanted to pull the both them into another room and demand to stop this – but knowing his own stubborn lover and an even more stubborn father it wouldn’t be that simple.

His eyes twitched as he felt a headache coming on.

“How the hell not?”

Lúthriel suddenly cursed – surprising everyone in the room.

Armas chuckled.

“Nolder or not, I actually like her!”

He said – making faeron snapped his eyes at him.

“Don’t encourage her. And you know exactly why, Lú!”

He spoke to the both of them at the same time.

“Do you know how much trouble you have caused me?!”

He asked her.

“Yes you! - I do that on purpose! Not with Erestor!”

She smirked and leaned on Erestor again – hugging his arm and Erestor sighed in exhaustion.

“You are nothing but trouble did Ranya curse me to deal with you! I swear he may of done!”

Faeron questioned – referring to one of the Mandos’ horsemen; the youngest brother of his beloved.

“Maybe, so you going to give us your blessing now?”

The elleth smirked.

“If you are a curse, I will exercise you with exorcism!”

“I am no curse, Fae! JUST GIVE US YOUR BLESSING!! WE DONT HAVE ALL DAY”

Lúthriel exclaimed, throwing her hands.

“Then no. No blessing for you. You rush me to much and will be even more of a pain in the ass if i give it to you”

Faeron said – brushing her off.

“So no blessing?”

Lúthriel grumbled under her breath – Erester sighed out loud again and looking away to the side. He really regretted not telling either of them.

He debated whoever or not just leave them be – but they had promised to never walk put on each other. Erestor would break her heart if you would do such a thing.

“Yes none! No blessing and no other one of his fathers to get it from.”

“BUT IT IS WRONG TO GET MARRIED WITHOUT BLESSINGS!”

Lúthriel tried to explain – reaching to a point she was almost desperate and this would be the one time she would be doing for Erestor’s sake.

“I am saving my son from a life with maiar and a pain in the ass won't shut up. Half elf who always believes she is right and doesn't take a no as an answer, and is quite frankly reckless and will never listen, unless, it is to help with something she asked for help with and it is not saying something going against.”

Lúthriel let out something in between a scoff and a laugh as she said so – while his words somewhat stung, there was nothing he could or anyone could throw at her that would make her leave Erestor. Unless it was Erestor himself.

“Telpërinisquar!”

Now Nerdanel chose to step in – unsure what exactly her so was planning– calling him sternly by the name chosen by her.

But Faeron only send her a gaze – silently asking his beautiful mother wait, though he knew the impatience was starting to get the better of her.

“Fine! So be it! We do not need your blessing! We shall do this ourselves Fae! I will show I can make an excellent lover and wife to your son – I WILL SHOW YOU!”

Lúthriel chose to say and took Erestor’s hand again – she almost sighed out in relief as he held her tightly.

Even Erestor seemed to shocked by Faeron’s response and he hoped to have his birth father’s approval, but Caranthir only stood there looking with a frown on his eyes as if he was deep in thought.

“i was hoping you would say that, I would hate if my son chooses a push over, like i know you have been so many times before, but step out of line and you are ending up like your brother!”

Faeron finally said and delivered with a massive grin.

Lúthriel gaped at him for second her eyes widening – she decided to have him a murderous gaze and whacked Faeron’s shoulder.

“You little-”

She screamed – but Erestor immediately grabbed her by her waist and pulled her back, holding her back from attacking his father.

“Really?! You had be scared, Ada!”

Faeron rolled his eyes and muttered about taking the blessing away – and Lúthriel only retorted back with:

“You can’t take away a gift!”

“I can and I will – besides you should have known I would do this after all that training I gave you back in Doriath.”

But Lúthriel only muttered something incoherent under her breath and crossed her arms.

“Well – if that is all let me get the dinner out and so we can finally eat!”

Nerdanel announced going into the kitchen – Maglor willingly followed.

Lúthriel was about to as well – but not before whispering to Faeron and Erestor.

“Can I poison Celery’s food?”

Which Caranthi happened to overhear and he raised and eyebrow. Before Faeron would answer, the eldest twin answered first.

“Any other time, I probably would have said yes – but we promised our mother not to upset her this evening.”

Lúthriel sighed with a fine and walked herself over to the kitchen.

The food was sound with the help of Lúthriel and Nerdanel smiled at her gratefully. As they sat to eat – Nerdanel stirred away from hurtful topics with a stern voice and sharp glare to any one of her sons and the entire time Erestor held Lúthriel’s hand underneath the table. . . Never letting go.

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They’re ’s a 10, but she gives everyone a headache

(through hitting people with branches)

~ Erestor

Lúthriel laughs.

“Please, beloved – I only do so, when someone gives me a headache.”

She wraps her arms around him despite the scowl on his face.

“Besides I do not do it to you.”

Lúthriel smirked at him.

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Can I get headcanons on how elves flirt in general or court someone they have a crush on? I'm assuming it's not like how humans do, since they are wise and fairer than most other races. 💘

How Elves Crush/Flirt or Being in Love ft. my original characters

pairing elves x reader (separate)

a/n I put many elves as I possibly could - added my ocs too (in italics). I may have changed it up a little - sorry it just flowed. As always I love for you @theladyvanya for helping me out with characters I haven’t written before

HOPELESS ROMANTICS: Sings songs or dedicates poetry or make handcrafted ornaments or trinkets to win you over - something made their with love and admiration for you. Sometimes stumbles when speaking to you. Showers you with compliments daily - although nervous. Brings flowers or handcrafted delicate hair clip pieces. Hair is important to very elf - but they would make it romantic, if even gifting giving is not your style. They makes things special and mark every little occasion and make it romantic. Basically they show their love to through gifts.

Maglor, Finrod, Nerdanel, Celebrian, Arwen, Galadriel, Celeborn, Fingon, Idril, Ecthelion, Míriel, Aredhel, Pre-Oath Maedhros, Fingolfin, Finarfin, Glorfindel, Lúthien, Beleg, Dior Lúthriel, Cóloniélë

THE OBLIVOUSLY OBVIOUS TO GIFT GIVERS: They are really head over heels in love without you - they are usually very stubborn act stern around most. But the moment you walk through that door, it like you ground them - suddenly whatever stress, frustration or anger they felt melted away with the site of you. They think they are being completely oblivious - but the stares and the visually relaxing of their stress-filled bodies, or how they speak to with the utmost care trying to throw in a few nice words here or there, that speaks volumes to others. They do not know show to show proper affection - or it would take time to learn so instead they showers you with gifts once they have come to terms with their feelings - once the gifts come in they will not stop until you tell them it is too much xD

Caranthir, Erestor, Thranduil, Feanor, Haldir, Feanor, Curufin, Argon, Post-Angband Maedhros, Ixalië

HELPLESSY AND HOPELESSY IN LOVE IDIOTS: The cannot make one sentence out correctly to their crush. They try to be discreet but it never goes as plans - easily when other elves easily point it out. They are blushing mess trying to speak with you. Sometimes they try the way of becoming your secret admirer - trying to build up their courageous through sweet little notes it trinkets, before they try and confess to you. They will stumble and fall over their words - embarrassed and flustered - they might try and make a run for it but hold on to them please.

Lindir, Maeglin, Caranthir, Finarfin, Penlod, Amrod, Amras, Beleg, Cala, Lúthriel

THE CONFIDENT ONES: They can be real flirts - yes the smirking, winking, innuendo jokes and all. They are not ashamed or embarrassed to flirt with you - but rather confident in their feeling of wanting to make you theirs. They try and snatch you up fast too as they are afraid of others trying to whisk you away - the faster your heart belongs to them the better. They will make it very obvious they are interest in you so - except lots of PDA when trying to flirt with you, especially when you fall hard and fast.

Celegorm, Egalmoth, Elladan, Elrohir, Amrod, Amras, Glorfindel, Rog, Angrod, Valinor!Quildalótien

AFRAID TO FALL IN LOVE AGAIN: They are truly and utterly in love with you - but they are afraid of the feeling of love or falling in love again. Especially if you are a mortal - they either cannot give up their immortality and watch you pass away or gain mortality and leave behind their family - but if they are from a high rank family or already have children unfortunately they would need to choose the former and it the hardest choice they ever had to make. They are afraid of getting their heartbroken again - please cherish and love them for as long as you can. While crushing on you - they are very overprotective of you and thats how you will know - perhaps an argument breaks out where they have been bottling it all up. They need to know where you are all times to keep themselves sane too. Their overprotectiveness speaks for their lover for you. They are also afraid to put you in danger by being involved romantically with them.

Turgon, Caranthir, Elrond, Haldir, Nerdanel, Amrod, Celebrimbor, Fingolfin, Fingon, Post-Angband Maedhros, Ecthelion, Míriel, Dior, Beleg, Argon, Aegnor, Middle Earth!Quildalótien, Cóloniélë, Cala

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[eunoiaastralwings]

I have not started on requests - sorry, my time is very limited lately.

But I have a few oc stuff from a while back any of these interest you for me to post?

[eunoiaastralwings]

Eunoia's Masterlist

A/N: All credit to the artists who made the gif

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Random Headcanons Rules for roleplaying Original Characters - Side blogs: Elf-related rp blog, Daughter of Beren and Luthien: @luthriel-tinuviel Valar-related rp blog, Daughter of Oromë and Vána: @quiet-flower-wonderlings Maia of Mandos: @illicit-unknown-shadows Son of Tilion and Arien: @son-of-the-moon-and-sun Maia of Nienna: @tears-of-burden Non-Tolkien: Tara Harrington-Kim (MCU): @shadow-hazehuntress Alora Matei (Spider-verse): @spider-lily-droplets

ELVES OF IMLADRIS

ERESTOR

ELROND

CELEBRIAN

ARWEN

GLORFINDEL

ELLADAN

ELROHIR

LINDIR

ELVES OF LOTHLÓRIEN

HALDIR

GALADRIEL

CELEBORN

RÚMIL

OROPHIN

ELVES OF FËANOR

FËANOR

NERDANEL

MAEDHROS

MAGLOR 

CELEGORM 

CARANTHIR

CURUFIN

AMROD 

AMRAS

CELEBRIMBOR

ELVES OF FINGOLFIN

FINGOLFIN

FINGON

TURGON

ARGON

AREDHEL

ELVES OF FINARFIN

FINARFIN

FINROD

ANGROD

AEGNOR

GALADRIEL

ELVES OF GONDOLIN

TURGON

MAEGLIN

IDRIL

GLORFINDEL

ROG

EGALMOTH

PENLOD

ECTHELION

MISC

MIRIEL

VAIRË

EÖNWË

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

LÚTHRIEL

QUILDALÓTIEN

GIFTS

😍 Amazing fanart by @maironsmaid​ for my incorrect quotes ​

😍 Fabulous story of Lindir x reader (+ Erestor x me!) from @i-did-not-mean-to

😍 Beautifully touching story ​from @i-did-not-mean-to

😍 This wonderful Erestor headcanon moodboard from @sorisooyaa

😍 This beautiful piece of art from @danceinshadowundermoonlight

😍 Heart touching fic by @i-did-not-mean-to

😍 Cute Papa Ghost fic by @batsyforyou

Non-Tolkien:

MCU

JAMES BUCKY JR MASTERLIST - Bucky with reader and their son.

[luthriel-tinuviel]

AU/Canon Divergence Friendly - RULES

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FICS/HEADCANONS: I’ve got you, Brother | I’ll Be Your Light (Lúthriel x @vanifinwe-feanorian) | How Ardently (Lúthriel x Erestor) | Sleeping Beauty AU (Lúthriel x Vanifinwë) | Lúthriel NSFW Alphabet

Artworks: Aestheic | Lúthriel x Erestor | Lú Animation artwork | Lúthriel x Vanifinwë | Lúthriel and Dior (twins) | Lúthriel x Erestor | Lú monochrome artwork | Poor Grandpa Thingol | Lúthriel | Sorry Ada. . . | Lú writing letters | Erestor x Lú | Lúthien & Lúthriel

NAME: Lúthriel Tinuviel

MEANING: lútha - to enchant, tinuviel - nightingale (named after her mother)

REASON: Her eyes are made to enchant according to her mother - her singing is as beautiful as her mother's according to her father.

NICKNAMES: Lú, princess, snowdrop

GENDER: Female

BIRTH DATE: F.A. 470

BIRTHPLACE: Tol Galen

ORDER OF BIRTH: Born 12 minutes after her twin brother

HOUSE: House of Bëor, distaff descent from House of Thingol

HERITAGE: Heritage Mannish father, half-Elf/half-Maia mother

PARENTAGE: Beren and Luthien

SIBLINGS: Twin sister to Dior Eluchil

POWERS: Controls the forest and reading stars for incoming danger

SOCIAL CLASS: Wealthy, Princess, later loses her home. Eventual advisor to Elrond in Rivendell.

FACECLAIM: Bogdana Kadritskaya

VISUAL AGE: Mid 20's (immortal)

HEIGHT: 6’3

BUILD: Lean, Lithe

RACE/ETHNICITY: Sindar

EYE SHAPE: Almond

EYE COLOR: hazel/green (right eye), blue (left eye) - heterochromia

HAIR COLOR: black - left down, sometimes ties the sides to keep hair away from her face.

HAIR STYLE: freely left down most of the time — sometimes ties the fronts to leave hair away from her face

DISTINGUISHING MARKS/FEATURE: her eyes

SKIN: fair, slightly sensitive

HANDS: small, slim fingers, squoval nails

SCARS: a long hyperpigmented scar on her neck she gained when escaping the ruin of Doriath.

TYPES OF CLOTHES: mostly velvety light flowy hooded dresses - e.g one - dark in color like navy or dark purple

WHAT ARE THEIR FEET LIKE: boots or clean slippers, but does enjoy walking barefoot in the forest and grassy fields a lot - it's her way of connecting with nature.

MANNERISMS: Has a stubborn look with narrowed eyes when angry - also balls her fists until her nails are digging into her palms.

MULTISHIP: Yes

SEXUALITY: Bisexual

LIKES: books, family, exploring the forest and stars, archery, singing, enjoys writing poetry, play fights (especially with Dior), lawfully good personalities, red wine.

DISLIKES: her eyes (sometimes), unmoral, immorality, arguments (with Dior especially - or another loved one).

FEARS: The inevitable losing of her family, losing control of her powers because of her strong emotions, orcs, oath-blinded Feanorians.

LITERATURE: Romance novels and poetry.

MOST PRIZED TREASURE: The half star necklace she shares with Dior.

FAVORTIE COLOR AND WHY: Green because symbolizes aspirations, resumption, and peace - also because it's the color of nature.

FAVORED EXPLETIVES: Oh my Stars! Eru give me patience!

HOBBIES: singing, poetry, reading, listening to the sounds of the forest - it's relaxing for her.

FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY: When she received the half-star necklace she can share with her twin or her any picnics she had with her family in Tol Galen.

LEAST FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY: Lú's least favorite memory when she dreamt of losing her family - but later when she was safely tucked in her father's arms, she realized she was safe with them and it made her happy - her emotions are linked her magic, so it caused flowers to bloom inside their home. It was also the first time everyone realized she was born with magic - but also a time Melian had realized Lú was born to be an immortal.

(Lú's first memory was from when she was a little elfling. She had woken up from a terrible nightmare - Beren instantly took her into his arms, while Lúthien attended Dior who had woken up from his twin's cries. She fell asleep on his chest and Beren had to hold her for the whole night - she was too afraid to let him go. The next morning everyone had woken up to see flowers blooming inside their home).

PERSONAL TRIGGERS: reminders of the losses of her family - the ruin of Doriath, running into the forest barefoot hoping to save her nephews. Battle and blood.

WHAT ARE PHRASES OR WORDS THEY OVER USE: Eru give me patience!

ARE THEY OPTIMISTIC OR PESSIMISTIC: Optimistic in Tol Galen and before the ruin of Doriath. Pessimistic and in depression afterwards until she reaches Rivendell.

WHAT MAKES THEN LAUGH OUT LOUD: Anything hilariously stupid done by her friends or the twins before the ruin of Doriath. Afterwards she doesn't tend to laugh even if something seems funny a small smile is the most you get from her.

HOW DO THEY DISPLAY AFFECTION: Words of affirmation, acts of service - and physical touch (when a romantic relationship).

STRONGEST CHARACTER TRAIT: Compassion, fair.

WEAKEST CHARACTER TRAIT: Stubbornness, jealousy (she already lost so many people in her life she easily gets jealous. But it is not toxic, she tries subtle ways to get her lover's attention back. Little puffing, shifting from one foot to the other; after some time even step closer to her beloved or link arms with them— this is when she feels a little insecure and starts comparing herself to the other person). Has Thingol’s temperament for sure (but denies it).

GREATEST FEAR: Losing yet another loved one.

WHAT DO THEY CONSIDER AN OVERRATED VIRTUE: Solemnity.

IF THEY COULD CHANCE ONE THING ABOUT THEMSELVES, WHAT WOULD IT BE: Her eyes - she hates it at times some people think they are too strange and she grows to dislike them. Her family was the only ones loved them - she has yet to meet someone who loved her eyes like they did. Her powers - they are the one thing stopping her from sailing west and giving up her immortality , times when she feels alone and lost after the ruin of Doriath she wishes she didn't have these powers and can freely sail west.

Song: Dynasty by MIIA, Lovely by Billie Eilish, and Arcade (Loving You Is A Losing Game) by Duncan Laurence ft. Fletcher are songs that can describe Lú's life.

Smell: she prefers to wear perfume that smells like lilies and snowdrops.

PARENTS (Beren and Lúthien):

Lúthriel and her parents have a great relationship. They both encourage her to take her powers to the fullest but also be careful how she wishes to use them. Luthien and Beren always gave a talk with Dior and her — considering their future and gifted them small necklace that can be connected together to make a whole star Lúthriel and Dior always had it with them and they never took it off — even after Dior's death she always keeps it as her most prized treasure. Beren would always tell Lúthriel to use her powers for good — and try to help those in need — like how Luthien saved him. Luthien would always encourage not her to be never dishearted because her parents and brother are mortal and tell her she was made to be immortal for a reason and she must fulfill it.

DIOR (Twin):

Dior and her are very close — they have each other's backs. She trusts him with almost anything. He's always the one protecting her if seome ever said anything bad about her 2 different colored eyes. She spend countless nights crying to him about it. She feared no one would ever love her because she's so different from others. He's actually the first she told and she thinks she's bi. Their relationship however strained a little — when the silmaril came into Dior's hands.

Since she's immortal because of her inherited powers — most of the time Dior and her, try not to argue and cause strain on their relationship. Instead encourage each other to the fullest.

She stays with her parents for a few years — then travels to Doriath to stay with him afterwards. She's really hates separating with anyone — especially family. But Beren, especially — tells her to stay with her twin because one day she will regret not having all the time spent with him. Both their parents know how much the twins mean to each other — so they rather them be together than separates. I like to describe Dior and Lúthriel as like two bright stars on each side (north and south) shining as much as the other — providing so much light.

Herself and Dior shares a special bond like that — and either of them can tell if the other is feeling upset or unwell. They can't hide anything from each other.

NIMLOTH (SISTER-IN-LAW):

Lúthriel didn't know how to feel about her at first — but then she saw Nimloth was kind and loved Dior. So she wished them a bright future and was happy for her brother. She only wishes she can find a love like theirs too

ELWING, ELURÉD, ELURÍN (NIECE AND NEPHEWS):

She's a great aunt— always up to mischief with her nephews and niece. She's the type of a aunt that gives them goodies even if they are grounded — so you can imagine how much they love her. She always showed them her powers ,— little things like growing flowers or strengthening trees.

THINGOL (Grandfather):

Her relationship with Thingol is very strained because of the silmaril. From an young age Lúthriel could always tell the silmaril was bad news. She always could get a strong dark vibe from it. She never understood what good it brought. She had multiple arguments with Thingol as she grew up — but knowing he was still her grandfather matter what she still respected to him to an extend.

MELIAN (Grandmother):

She definitely closer with Melian. Melian understood her views — she was always the one that helped Lúthriel calm down after than argument with Thingol.

CANON LOVE INTEREST:

Erestor — Chief Councilor and Librarian of Imladris - former warrior in Eregion

MCU AU LOVE INTEREST: Loki — god of mischief and lies.

ROLEPLAY LOVE INTERESTS (in different AUs):

@vanifinwe-feanorian — 8th Fëanorian and Daughter of Fëanor

Wielding her Magic:

She can wield magic — she can command the forest to her will and she can read into the pattern of the stars — to tell if any danger is incoming.

Melian and Luthien both tried helping her hone in her powers— but soon they and her learnt it was better if she was self-taught as her powers has almost a mind of its own — and she needed to harness them on it on her own. They were still on the sidelines encouraging and giving her advice. It's through their encouragement she developed.

However, there was a lot of mishaps along the way — Dior sometimes still tease her about it. - She almost hit Thingol in the head with a branch once and another time she accidentally hung her father downside on a tree.

During the time Dior was in possession of the silmaril - their relationship was strained and she did not spot the oncoming danger. She felt at fault for the death of her twin and sister-in-law, she hugged his lifeless body - crying her heart out. She connected their half necklaces one last time and set out to find her nephews - because her niece thankfully escaped - the pattern of the stars told her, Elured and Elurin was in greater danger. Due to the heartache of her twin brother's death - it was hard for her to locate her nephews - she was exhausted and tired. She crashed in woods and cried out to the forest to save them - in canon tradition among the Nandor of Ossiriand held that they were led to the safety of the woodlands by birds and beasts and thereby survived - for my oc this was caused by her powers - she knew they survived but never found them again.

[luthriel-tinuviel]

Lúthriel rolled her eyes - as usual Faeron didn't let her finish.

". . .Cute!"

She whispered - giggling to Erestor.

"Hey psst over here" Aerdis said throwing a rock to gain Lúthriel's attention he was hiding behind a tree not very well because it didn't hid his wings, but he obviously was also using his wings to hid but who else in the greenwood even had wings, he was staking out Thalion's tavern that much was obvious.

"Lúthriel over here and don't ask questions" Aerdis whisper yelled to her

~@very-shootable-messenger

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         ⠀                             ˗ˏˋ​ ​ ​​ ​――  answered . . . ​ ​​ ​ ​❞

Lúthriel raised an eyebrow as a small rock hit her. From the voice and the incredibly obvious brown wings she instantly knew who it was.

Without care and crossing her arms - Lúthriel's hooded figure walked slowly over to Aerdis - she had to admit it was rather cute seeing her eagle friend getting annoyed with her.

“What ever is this about, Aerdis?”

She asked - she wasn't bothered with whisper

@very-shootable-messenger (yes - he is lmao! - I love him though)

[luthriel-tinuviel]

"Perhaps "

She said.

"But I ship them very much!"

She stated proudly.

Then looked at him unsure — as Faeron teasingly dodged Valkor's advances.

"So about us. . .?"

"Hey psst over here" Aerdis said throwing a rock to gain Lúthriel's attention he was hiding behind a tree not very well because it didn't hid his wings, but he obviously was also using his wings to hid but who else in the greenwood even had wings, he was staking out Thalion's tavern that much was obvious.

"Lúthriel over here and don't ask questions" Aerdis whisper yelled to her

~@very-shootable-messenger

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         ⠀                             ˗ˏˋ​ ​ ​​ ​――  answered . . . ​ ​​ ​ ​❞

Lúthriel raised an eyebrow as a small rock hit her. From the voice and the incredibly obvious brown wings she instantly knew who it was.

Without care and crossing her arms - Lúthriel's hooded figure walked slowly over to Aerdis - she had to admit it was rather cute seeing her eagle friend getting annoyed with her.

“What ever is this about, Aerdis?”

She asked - she wasn't bothered with whisper

@very-shootable-messenger (yes - he is lmao! - I love him though)