#Yandere Maedhros

[floatyflowers]

You are the daughter of Sauron and everyone is obsessed with you as they are obsessed with the rings.(Part 1)

"Everyone was aware that falling in love with you was madness, given your father's identity. Still, no one minded as long as they could have you by their side."

Morgoth/Melkor

He is obsessed with you as much as he is obsessed with the Silmarils.

Doesn't care if you are the daughter of his servant, he wants you.

Despite your refusal of Morgoth's advences, Sauron encourages you, and wanting to please your father, you decided to try and please Melkor.

"Your soul and body are mine like those silmarils"

He crafted a necklace made out of one of the Silmarils, gifting it to you as a token of your unity.

Thankfully, the Valar captured him after the battle of Wrath, however you already left him before the battle.

Maedhros

You met him while he was in Thangorodrim, getting tormented by your father.

At that time Morgoth was imprisoned in Angband, so you were free from his obsessed jealousy.

However, after seeing the handsome red-haired elf for the first time, you decided to take care of him and try to free him, feeling sympathy and gulit.

After freeing him with the help of his cousin Fingon who had to cut off his hand to free him, Maedhros tried to convince you to escape with him, as you handed him the Silmaril Morgoth gave you.

"Come with me, you will find peace away from your father's clutches"

And you did leave with him when you realize how awful Sauron is.

But your decision is like falling into another trap.

As Maedhros appeared to be the same as Morgoth in causing violence.

Celebrimbor

After discovering what Maedhros and his brothers have done to their kin, you fled without a second thought.

And as years passed, you kept yourself hidden wandering alone, until you met Celebrimbor whom you find his knowledge remarkable.

You thought of leaving when you discovered that he is the nephew of Maedhros, but his generosity tempted you to stay, and you did.

Honestly, you thought you found peace with him in the safety of his home, but that was never the case, Celebrimbor was possessive and refused to let you leave.

He crafted special rings to keep you safe from danger, and also to keep you in love with him.

"Your pain, your pleasure, your every thought belongs to me. You're mine to command and possess."

Celebrimbor thought he owned you, until Annatar 'Sauron' came into the picture and corrupted Celebrimbor into making the rings.

Sauron/Annatar 'platonic'

Sauron didn't realize how much you meant to him until you ran away.

He almost went insane and never stopped searching for you.

So, when he encountered Celebrimbor, he didn't expect to see you, and deep down it steered horrible jealousy at the sight of you, his only child, happy with Celebrimbor.

Adding to this, he noticed Celebrimbor's obessesive behavior towards you and how he tried to keep you away from his sight.

What is more amusing to Annatar is that you didn't discover his disguise.

So, he decided to reveal it to you.

"How sad that you don't remember your father, my sweet child"

You warn Celebrimbor about your father before handing him the rings he made for you and leaving.

Elrond

You knew Elrond since Maglor, brother of Maedhros, was the one fostered him and his twin brother, Elros.

So, seeing him after so many years surprised you and what made you feel shy is the fact that he invited you to stay with him at his realm.

You decided to take on his offer because you didn't want to keep on wandering in the middle earth after you did for many years.

Actually, you came to his realm after his wife decided to leave to the Undying Lands.

And Elrond is the only one who felt like he wanted to marry you but he decided not to act on it to not frighten you.

Especially after everything you told him about others 'locking you up' and 'refusing to let you leave'

Actually he witnessed how his foster Uncle treated you, so he understood where you are coming from.

"Do not worry, Nin meld, you are safe here with me, I promise to protect you from any danger."

[lamemaster]

Beyond Reason

Request: @liar-anubiass-blog Can I request some Glorfindel? Period, with a happy ending. I just want to hug this Lord so tightly🤗 "The reader is from a super closed people (like Martin's Valyrians). But she somehow meets Glorfindel and they fall in love. But this is completely unacceptable for her family, so much so that they would rather kill her than allow her to mix blood with a stranger. After learning about this and after attempts at negotiation, the elf helps her escape (the reader helps and completely agrees). And so Glorfindel, one evening after the wedding, worries that because of him, the reader is cursed by his own people and family.

Genre: fluff

Pairing: Glorfindel x Reader

Summary: Loving the Lord of the Golden Flower was a act beyond reason.

AN: Thank you for requesting this! I loved coming up with the reader's backstory. That said, I did make some changes to the story, but hopefully you like it!

Next up- Yandere Maglor/Maeglin x Reader Fall trope event list

Of all Middle-earth’s secrets, the Thilnar remain the most elusive to both the short-lived Secondborn and even the immortal Firstborn of Ilúvatar.

In days long past, before the Quendi ventured west to the Undying Lands, five great Elven clans shaped their histories: the Noldor, Sindar, Vanyar, Teleri, and the hidden Thilnar.

Unlike their kin, the Thilnar were known as masters of the mind. Skilled in enchantments and illusion, they alone escaped the clutches of Melkor, concealing themselves beneath his gaze in the vast, shadowed plains of Rhûn. They were the unheard note of Ilúvatar’s song, a secret strength hidden even from the Valar.

The Thilnar bore the beauty of the Firstborn, yet with bodies hardened by labor and hair like fire, a fierce, unearthly red.

Among their number, Mahtan and his brood were most renowned, clever enough to blend in among the Noldor, disappearing into legends that shielded their clan’s existence.

It was perhaps this connection to distant kin that led the eldest Fëanorian to seek his mother Nerdanel’s clan. And there, amid a colony of redheads so like himself, he found a piece of himself he’d long forgotten. A jarring sight even for him.

“Oldon, what do you have for me?” you ask, stroking your eagle’s soft feathers. He shifts on his perch, his talons clicking against your arm, but his claws are empty.

No letter. Again.

It’s the second month without a response from Glorfindel, much to your irritation. Huffing, you bury your frustration by coddling Oldon, who, unlike a certain someone has at least not forgotten you.

Your meeting with the Balrog Slayer had been an unexpected affair, a result of an errand the elders had entrusted to you.

It began with a letter from Rivendell’s Lord Elrond the Peredhel, whom your cousin Maedhros had once, rather broadly put, “fostered.”

The letter was abrupt, a somber summons. Armed with a small fortune in protective amulets, you had set off westward to check on distant kin.

But what awaited you was hardly a simple family visit. Instead, you found your nephew a wraith-like Maglor, mind shattered, wandering as if Ilúvatar himself had abandoned him. The amulets did their work, silencing his pained wailing, much to Rivendell’s collective relief, Elrond included.

You were halfway through securing your maddened nephew to your saddle when he twisted with surprising strength and bit another horse’s ear, sparking mayhem in the stables.

“What the fuck, Maglor?” you yelled, shoving a scroll between his teeth to muffle his groans of “Maedhros,” as his grimy hands tangled in your hair.

Distant kin, you mused bitterly, were an absolute nightmare.

That’s when you met him—Glorfindel, the fabled Balrog Slayer, storming towards you with the wrath of an oncoming tempest. “Have you no sense?” he thundered, moving to calm the distressed horse with one hand, his gaze burning with barely-contained fury.

He was… huge. Towering and golden, every inch of him exuding a presence that seemed to fill the stables, leaving barely any space for anyone else. Had he consumed the Balrog to achieve such a size? Or was this simply the nature of Western Elves?

You found yourself staring longer than polite, only to snap back to reality as you glared at Maglor, silently cursing him for sabotaging the grand first impression you’d hoped to make.

“It wasn’t me,” you muttered, gesturing toward Maglor, now conveniently gagged with the scroll and feigning innocence.

Glorfindel cast you a quizzical, unimpressed look, his arms crossed, brow arched.

So much for a romantic first meeting.

“Where the hell have you been?” you demand now, gripping his collar and pulling him toward you. Glorfindel stumbles slightly, his composure slipping under the unexpected intensity.

“I thought you’d died once again or something,” you mutter, heat rising to your cheeks as frustration and embarrassment mix, a maddening hindrance to your carefully held anger.

By Eru’s grace, you’d found the perfect excuse to venture to the Valley of Imladris, claiming you were merely escorting Maglor to visit his foster son.

After successfully entrusting a much more manageable Maglor to Elrond’s care, you wasted no time tracking down your elusive lover the golden-haired lord now looking at you with a sheepish, almost boyish expression, a soft hiccup escaping him in a nervous tick you’d come to know well.

"I... forgive me," he stammers, his usual commanding demeanor nowhere to be found. His voice catches as he shifts uncomfortably, unable to meet your eyes. He looks down, studying his own hands as if seeking some answer there. "I was being an idiot."

You cross your arms, though your heart aches to close the space between you. "What’s brewing in that stubborn mind of yours, Glorfindel? Just tell me." You take his hands, feeling the weight of them in your grasp.

Despite everything, you feel giddy, like an elfling beneath the open sky. Being with him did it to you.

He hesitates, then speaks, his voice barely audible over the steady rush of Rivendell’s river. “The Thilnar don’t… they don’t marry outside their clan, do they?” He glances up briefly, his bright eyes veiled in pain.

“Elrond told me… about excommunication, about the abandonment of kin,” he continues, his voice breaking. “How they erase you strip away your name, your home, your family…”

He pauses, struggling for words, his lips trembling. "I can’t do that to you,” he whispers, voice choked with unshed tears. "How could I knowing, I would be the one to take you from them? You would lose so much to be with me. Your people, your birthright everything you’ve known and loved, everything that shaped you." He bites down on the words, as if they burn, his gaze dropping back to the ground.

He pulls one hand free to swipe roughly at his eyes, the Balrog Slayer reduced to a vulnerable figure standing before you, every layer of armor stripped away. "I would never forgive myself if I caused that pain." He lets out a tremulous breath, and his voice is softer, raw, almost pleading. "But I can’t stop wanting this. Wanting… you."

It wasn’t an unfounded fear. Mahtan himself had faced it when he wed a Noldor. Others had been scrubbed from the clan scrolls, their names erased, exiled from history.

The Thilnar bound themselves closely to their own, and to step beyond those bonds meant forfeiting all ties to kin and clan.

The thought had crossed your mind, too. You loved your people, their ageless ways, their wisdom, their tradition. The surviving Thilnar were older than the decaying ruins of Utumno itself, and you bore the weight of their history with pride.

But truthfully, all the glory and mystery of the Thilnar paled beside the Lord of the Golden Flower.

If the choice was between eternity with your clan or with Glorfindel, you knew without question where your heart lay.

Years spent studying amulets and spells had taught you many things, yet no magic or incantation could sway the heart’s will. Cupping Glorfindel’s reddened face, you wipe away the tears from his cheeks, which are now flushed in embarrassment.

“I chose you long ago, you beautiful fool,” you whisper, your voice breaking slightly as laughter and warmth slip into the words.

You watch hope flicker to life in his eyes, and the sight stirs something deep within you.“It was always you. Beyond the Thilnar, beyond the Sun and Moon, beyond any reason or tradition that dared to stand in my way.”

You pause, letting your thumb brush over his cheek, grounding yourself in the quiet strength of his presence. “Even if it meant leaving behind every part of my past... my choice would never change. You are where I belong.”

A tremor runs through you as the confession spills out, unguarded and fiercely true. “There is nothing I would not give up to be with you, Glorfindel. Not my clan, not my name, not even the home I once thought was everything. You are my home now. And I would choose you, again and again, across every life and every star.”

Not the first confession, nor the last, but perhaps the truest.

Like a blooming sunflower drawn irresistibly toward the Sun, Glorfindel pulls you into a kiss, his touch warm, golden, as though catching fire from within.

Of your kin, at least, you still possessed the ones who were beautifully, gloriously doomed. Though whether Maglor could bless a marriage was doubtful; he’d sooner curse it by proximity alone.

[kiatheinsomniac]

𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓:

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  queue name: gardening in the shire

𝐌𝐈𝐗𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:

｡･:*˚:✧｡ maglor, celegorm, caranthir

they realise you want to ride their face | smut

maglor, celegorm, caranthir 

they find their modern s/o writes about them | includes smut

thranduil, legolas, melkor | morgoth, mairon | sauron

how they react to their lover betraying them

melkor | morgoth, mairon | sauron

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒:

｡･:*˚:✧｡ aragorn, caranthir, celegorm, curufin, faramir, fëanor, finrod, legolas, maedhros, maglor, mairon | sauron, manwë | súlimo, melkor | morgoth, orodreth, thingol, thranduil

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  aragorn

stolen glances to rings | smut

over rivendell’s valley

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  caranthir

I like how responsive you are | suggestive

I love the way you look when I’m inside | smut

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  celegorm

the proprieties of courtship | smut

I’d rather die than marry you

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ curufin

wedding night | smut

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  faramir

more pleasant to meet over tea

you’re asking me to commit treason

I don’t want anyone else | smut

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  fëanor

do not be afraid, little one. I will not hurt you | smut

to tease a Fëanorian | smut

my jewel, my heart | lunar raffle

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ finrod

there is richest juice in poison-flowers 

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ haleth

where the world slows down | ko-fi reward, smut

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  legolas

cuddling on a rainy day

tall for a dwarf | dwarf/elf reader

away from the court

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ maedhros

make it fit | smut

insecurites | poc! reader, headcanons/drabble, hurt/comfort

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  maglor

keep your eyes open, look at me, baby | smut

a sweet, kind human s/o | headcanons

harp strings

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  mairon | sauron

eyeliner and tears | smut

I was sort’ve hoping you needed me. Is that selfish?

the lieutenant has a soft spot | smut

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  manwë | súlimo

I’ve got you | smut

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  melkor | morgoth

dragon’s blood | smut

courtesan’s cultivation | smut

jealousy | smut

better than fretting | smut

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ orodreth

cursed queen | yandere! orodreth

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  thingol

winter arrangements | smut

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥  thranduil

soft headcanons

the King’s bath chambers | smut

jealous! Thranduil | headcanons/drabble

allow me to rectify my mistake

nightmares

sweeter than poetry | modern-ish! au, smut

nobles are a trial

does it make you nervous when I stare? | smut

a scholar in the royal library | smut

peonies

Thranduil with an s/o with tan skin/dark hair | headcanons

pain relief | smut

golden morning | smut

this body I love so dearly | smut

parent-teacher conference | teacher! reader, modern au

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒 / 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒:

✧ 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

a semi-modern au where you, Legolas’ friend, fall for his father ft. the prologue Sweeter Than Poetry

✧ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

an event held by myself and edensrose

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[awkwardkindatries]

Just wanted to share a few things that I’m currently working on that I’m anticipating putting out soon!

* First time as a submissive (Thranduil/reader)

* NSFW Elladan Headcannons

* Oropher Headcannons

* Eomer/Reader/Eowyn Threesome

* First time with Maedhros Headcannons

*yandere Elrond Headcannons

*Thranduil/Reader/Elrond NSFW

[floatyflowers]

Melkor

You must have the courage to tell Melkor that, especially when you know that he is interested in you.

He would probably find out from one of his spies that you wish to give up your immortality for a human man.

So, he sends Mairon to get that man and have him tortured.

It all happened in front of your eyes, while you were being held down.

"You must always remember that your choice has consequences"

Annatar/Sauron

You didn't know that Annatar is Sauron, he befriended you to the point where you told him all your secrets.

As if he doesn't already know all your secrets.

However, you made the mistake of telling him about your human lover.

Annatar has become obsessed with you, already deciding that you will rule beside him for eternity, therefore, he can't allow you to give up your immortality.

"It saddens me to see your tears, I'm sure your lover is in a much better place now"

Maedhros

He has known you since childhood, so it displeased him greatly when you informed him that you have a human lover.

He tried to appear supportive of your relationship but deep down he was feeling pure rage.

He finally snapped when you informed him that you wished to become mortal.

Maedhros killed his own kin, what makes you believe he won't do the same to your human lover.

"You belong to me, I will take you as my wife so you don't have to give away your mortality."

Thranduil

"You would willingly choose the fleeting years of a mortal? Forsake the eternal beauty of our kind?"

The king of Mirkwood considered it treachery to choose a human lover over him.

Yes, you are not in love with him, but he is your king, and he believes that he deserves to have you whether you want it or not.

Thranduil would probably order the death of your lover in secret then blame it on Orcs.

And use the opportunity to blame you and make you feel guilty for falling in love with a human man.

Celebrimbor

He taught you everything about crafting, expecting in return your complete love and devotion to him.

But instead you only thought of him as an older brother...even a father if you dare admit.

This infuriated Celebrimbor especially when he discovers that you are in love with a human man.

You chose a human over the grandson of Fëanor who created the Silmarils?!

"Believe me, locking you up is the best option to prevent you from committing such foolishness, my dear."

Adar

His children 'The Orcs' captured you and your lover while you two were journeying together.

Adar took a great interest in you and was amused by your relationship with a human man.

And when your lover reveals that you will become a human for him, Adar only smirks in amusement before ordering his execution.

He has finally found a 'mother' for his children.

"Weeping will do you no good, my dear"

[a-funny-little-sunflower]

Can I request headcanons with Maedhros, Maeglin, Caranthir and Thranduil with reader, who brings a stray cat/dog and their first reaction was 'they're not keeping them' but then later they bond with the pet anyway and kinda a spoils them?

I'm afraid I couldn't write for Maeglin since I don't know enough about him but I hope you enjoy this regardless!

Maedhros, Caranthir and Thranduil's reactions to S/O bringing home a stray animal.

When Maedhros walked into your shared living room and saw you holding a wriggling ball of fluff, it was safe to say he was confused. “Darling we can’t keep-” But before he could say anything more you had already waved him towards you and dropped the small ball of fluffiness into his arms, and he had to admit, up close…It was cute! Her eyes were filled with joy and her tail wouldn’t stop wagging! Maedhros could hear you giggling beside him, but he shook it off in favour of petting the small pup. This lovely pup would be a wonderful addition to your family!

Caranthir had recently returned from a trip only to find that you curled up in the bedroom with a small grey kitten and completely fawning over it and give it soft kisses on the head. He had no idea how you had brought it into the house without him realising and when you finally noticed him, you were met with a bewildered expression. “Where did you find it?” You gave him a happy grin and excitedly said “I found him when I’m I was out on a walk!” “My sweet little gem, perhaps we could give it to another home? Surely it wouldn’t be suited here?” You looked up at him with a betrayed look and Caranthir felt his heart give a leap.

You both had small staring contest before Caranthir eventually caved in and gave you an exhausted grin as he sat down by you, opting not to argue. You did look so happy after all, and he didn’t want to ruin it. He supposes he would have to get used to the little furball.

Thranduil walked into your shared chambers after a long day of boring council meetings that seemed to drag on for hours and he couldn’t wait to just lay down with you but instead of being met with your undivided adoration, all your attention was on a small brown puppy that was nuzzled up to your chest. A wave of jealousy spread into his bones, and he glared at the small pup. You must have noticed the weight of his gaze because you looked up at him and smiled “Darling, are you alright? You look a bit annoyed?” Thranduil continued to stare at the animal in your arms with a frustrated expression. “Starlight…What are you doing with that thing…?” Your face lights up and you excitedly spoke “I found this little fella in the woods today!” Thranduil stared at you for a few moments before speaking. “We are not keeping that mutt in the palace, it's probably feral!” You let out a loud gasp and covered the puppy’s ears with your left hand and clutched him to your chest with your right, “Thranduil! How could you! He’s just a baby! He's like my own flesh and blood!”

Thranduil just stared at you and finally let out a sigh of defeat, knowing that he would never win this battle. “Alright, alright, we’ll keep the little beast…But it’s your responsibility!” You let out a little giggle and little did Thranduil know that he would be cuddled up with that puppy merely hours later. Your responsibility indeed.

[a-funny-little-sunflower]

Hey I love your writing! Could you do meathros with reader just cuddling because he was jealous earlier that day and he just brought reader home to cuddle and let her know who reader belongs to and ends up eating her out? I'm sorry if it's weird of confusing! If you want to ignore this thats completely fine. Have a lovely day!

Jealous Yandere Maedhros x reader Smut

I’m glad you enjoy my writing and thank you for such a wonderful ask! And don’t worry, your ask isn’t confusing in the slightest, very well thought out! I hope you enjoy it! And I hope you have a lovely day too!

A slight warning: There is smut and also, a little shit of an elf tries to kiss the reader against their will so be if that is triggering to anyone in the slightest, please either skip over it or just don’t read this specific fic 😊

You and Maedhros were laying peacefully beside one another after a very stressful day. You had been working so hard at the bakery you owned and today had been especially upsetting, not only for you but also for Maedhros.

One of your regulars at the bakery, a local guard that had been showing romantic interest in you for months, had finally gone too far. You had come out from behind the counter to deliver him his order, but after you had handed it to him and tried to go back inside, he grabbed your waist and yanked you towards him.

You had been caught completely by surprise and quickly shoved the disgusting creature away but before you could throw any insults of your own, Maedhros had appeared seemingly from nowhere and yanked your attacker off his feet by his shirt collar and growled into his face, “If you ever put your filthy hands on my starlight again, I’ll rip out your throat with my TEETH!”

The elf looked as though Melkor himself had appeared. He had gone completely pale and had lost the ability to speak entirely. Maedhros didn’t bother waiting for a reply and simply threw the elf to the ground and turned his attention to you.

Before he could say anything, you jumped into action. Maedhros always tried to hold up a front with everyone else, but you knew him too well, and you knew that he would be in desperate need of reassurance. So, you quickly shut up shop and made your way home to your shared cottage.

Which lead you to now, cuddling with Maedhros as he laid on your chest, listening to your heartbeat. You had been noticing Maedhros becoming more and more restless as time passed before all of a sudden, he shot up from where he was laying and stared into your eyes.

“You know you belong to me, don’t you? Me and no one else?”

You had been taken aback by the sudden outburst, so you merely nodded but that wasn’t enough in Maedhros eyes. “You don’t look so sure of that fact my darling, perhaps I should convince you?”

You didn’t exactly know where he was going with this but before you could ponder on his words for too long, Maedhros was already unlacing the bodice of your dress and before you could truly understand what was about to happen, Maedhros started on his pleasurable and yet, torturous attack.

A shameless moan of pleasure tumbled from your lips before you could stop it, which only seemed to encourage Maedhros and his instructions. You felt him smirk against you as he sucked on your clit, making your thighs shake at the sudden stimulation.

“Nhhh, pl-please! More~” Maedhros laughed at your desperate tone, before continuing to pleasure you in your most intimate place.

You can’t stop yourself from making desperate whimpering noises at the attention your getting, especially when he flattens his tongue against you starts rubbing your clit again, this time with his thumb.

You let out a moan of Maedhros’ name when you feel him shove a large finger inside you. It wasn’t like anything you had felt before and it only got better as Maedhros started pumping and curing the figure inside you, all the while he spoke to you in a possessive voice.

“You’re mine. Do you understand? Mine! No one is ever allowed to see how beautiful you look in this state, no one will ever be allowed to hear how divine you sound as you cry out in bliss, do you understand?”

You were too deep in your pleasure to even reply, so just nodded your head desperately and continued to let gasps and moans of pleasure and prayed to Eru that it would be enough to appease Maedhros because you didn’t want to be teased today, not now at least.

Thankfully, Maedhros seemed to be in a merciful mood and accepted your desperate nodding and pleasured noises as a sign that you understood and resumed pumping his finger inside of you. Although with the size of Maedhros fingers considered, it felt like two were inside of you.

Eru, help you if he decided to add another.

You felt yourself being coaxed towards your peak, tightness in your lower half, like a knot waiting to be unmade.

As the pleasure continued, your body began to move of its own accord. You couldn’t stop yourself as your hips began to thrust up into the air wildly, as you cried out in bliss. “Ahhh! I-it feels so g-good! Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

You felt your back arch up and your hands clutched your pillow as you felt the waves of orgasm crash through you, and your mouth opened in one last desperate cry before you went limp and weak, feeling dizzy from such a powerful orgasm.

You felt Maedhros peel the dress of your weak form and replace it with one of softer silk, perfect for keeping you cool. You felt him lift and place you under the covers of your shared bed, before climbing in beside you.

You were already at the edge of falling into the abyss of sleep before you felt Maedhros place a sweet kiss on your forehead and say “Goodnight my sweet starlight. Have sweet dreams.”

You smiled at the remark, and you fell into the land of dreams with a smile on your face.

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How would the feanorians react to lady Dimitrescu especially Meadhros?

Sorry that this took so long, I've been incredibly busy!! I am doing my best to get through the requests!

How would Yandere Maglor and Yandere Maedhros react to lady Dimitrescu?

Maedhros

Maedhros first met Lady Dimitrescu through his beloved. You mentioned that you had a dear friend that you wanted Maedhros to meet, and at first, he was overwhelmed by jealousy. You spoke about this ‘friend’ so highly, and so he decided to go and meet this them, with the intent to intimidate them. You can imagine his surprise when he laid eyes on Lady Alcina and saw that she towered over him.

And as much as you tried to convince him that she wasn’t a threat, he wouldn’t buy it. Not only was she a threat because of her beautiful appearance, but she was also a dangerous opponent due to the large blade-like claws she wielded with frightening effect.

Needless to say, Maedhros doesn’t want Lady Dimitrescu anywhere near you.

Maglor

Maglor’s first meeting with Lady Dimitrescu was when she wrote to him and asked for him to compose a sweet melody for her daughter’s birthday. Her name was …Cassandra…if he wasn’t mistaken. But that was many years ago, and when you mentioned her name, needless to say, Maglor’s curiosity was peaked.

Lady Dimitrescu invited you and Maglor to the castle for your birthday, and you were unbelievably excited. It had been many years since you’d last seen her, and when you two embraced, Maglor couldn’t deny the wave of jealousy that washed over him when he saw how happy you were to be held by Lady Dimitrescu…

He may have to keep a closer eye on this relationship of yours…

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Maedhros x reader : Soulmate Au Headcanon

This fic was based on an amazing idea given to me by even more amazing GF, @inserttrendymeme. It is was made special for her!

Warning: Angst at the end

In this Au, you are born with pure white blood, but if you commit sinful acts in your life, it causes your blood to turn from the pure and saintly white to a sick and sinful red. The worse the crime, the darker your blood becomes.

You remember the first time you set eyes on your soulmate; the feeling was indescribable.

It was as though nothing mattered anymore, all that you cared about was the tall elf standing only meters away.

The expression of utter love and adoration in his grey eyes as he stared at you was enough to shake you to your core, never before had someone looked at you so intensely and if you were honest with yourself, you didn’t want him to look away.

Something about this elf seemed so familiar…but before you could approach him, there was a sudden appearance of a large guard patrol that passed by and the tall elf coward away from them, like he was afraid of them.

You noticed his skittish nature and you tried to call out to him, but the market was loud, and there wasn’t a hope of him hearing you.

By the time the guard patrol had fully passed, the elf had disappeared completely.

Part of you was afraid that you would never see him again but all that worrying was for nought because it wasn’t long until he showed up at the door of your cottage, although you haven’t the slightest idea how he had found you.

You felt your heart swell with love as you looked at him standing in your doorway and you quickly invited him inside for a cup of tea. After all, it was freezing cold outside.

As you watched him shyly shuffle into your warm living room, you couldn’t help the soft smile that spread across your face.

As you placed the warm beverage into his large hands, he told you he went by the name Mae, you thought the name slightly out of the ordinary, but you shook it off. After all, Elvish names were very different from human ones.

As you both sat in the living room drinking your tea, you could feel him staring at you but every time you looked up, he would quickly avert his gaze, instead opting to stare into the flames of your cosy fireplace.

You spoke well into the late-night, and countless cups of tea had been brewed and enjoyed and by the time he was ready to take his leave, you felt as though you had known him all your life.

It wasn’t long before the pair of you had begun courting and you had learned so much about your beloved. You had been hesitant to court him because you saw the obvious problem, with you being a human and him being an elf.

He took no issue with this and instead promised to cherish every moment that you had now, and you agreed to it. After all, a life with your beloved soulmate was a wonderous thing.

As your courting became more public, you had a lot of small children coming up to you while you were out on walks. The little ones were curious about your beloved, your village rarely had elves visit, and Mae’s fiery red hair made him stand out even more.

And somehow your darling got you to fall in love with him even more through his kindness and gentleness when he played with the little children that wandered up to him in curiosity.

Not only that, but he was also incredibly helpful around the village, and you had to admit, the view of him lifting heavy pieces of wood and carrying them around when he was helping out did make you feel a certain type of way…

But even though the years of courting and eventual marriage to your beloved Mae, you never could shake the feeling of familiarity you had with him. Like you knew him from some kind of old story….

You had the feeling that he might have been some kind of great hero of an old legend, which would account for his missing hand.

But no matter how much you tried to get any answers out of him, he never told you anything. He never wanted to talk about his younger life.

But even though he didn’t like telling you much about his past, it never truly posed a problem.

He never raised his voice, and he was always helping whenever he could, and that didn’t just apply to you either. He was the designated babysitter for anyone and everyone whenever they had to work, and everyone was always singing his praises.

You had a joke between you that when you would finally give birth to your baby, they would have 50 siblings waiting for them!

But there would be the odd time when your beloved did something incredibly worrying. Whenever the little ones were playing something along the lines of sword fighting, a strange look would appear in his eyes that you couldn’t quite place.

And then there were the night terrors that would torment him night after night, and it would take hours to console him. Something you noticed was that the nightmares seemed to become more and more frequent with the closer you came to your due date.

But regardless of these strange happenings and hidden past, you still loved him!

Or at least…you used to…But after what you saw, you weren’t so sure anymore. You had once thought him a hero, taken from the legends of those mighty and true elves that never committed one evil deed…. How wrong you had been….

You had given birth not two months earlier and now you were enjoying some well-deserved sunshine, as you watched your beloved husband do some gardening.

You were watching him make his way across the garden to collect a tool he had forgotten when he suddenly tripped and fell, scraping his knee and drawing blood.

At first, you were worried for him and leapt to your feet to see if he was alright.

But then you saw the colour of his blood, and the world came crashing down around you. His blood was as black as night and that’s when the realisation hit you like a tidal wave.

He must have seen the shock on your face because he jumped up to his feet to try and explain himself, but you didn’t give him that chance. You grabbed your daughter and sprinted back into the house, desperate to get away from the elf you once loved.

You ran up the stairs as fast you could, clutching your darling daughter to your chest as you did. You could hear your husband sprinting after you, but you somehow managed to get to your bedroom and lock it behind you.

You stumbled to your bed and collapsed in shock, still clutching your little one who was now sobbing in fear. You could hear Mae pounding on the door, begging to be let in with honeyed promises.

How could you have not realised?

No wonder he was so familiar! How could you have missed it after being married all these years? How did you miss it?!

Maedhros Feanorian!

YOU HAD MARRIED A MONSTER!

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How would yandere Maedhros and Glorfindel react if their darling went insane?

How would Yandere Maedhros react if their darling went insane?

The thing that caused you to finally snap was the aftermath of one of Maedhros ‘punishments. It was a particularly harsh one and Maedhros had been so caught up in his own emotions that he had forgotten to ground you with aftercare. It would help to bring you back to reality and keep you stable but without it…Something in you shattered. Visions of things that weren’t truly there terrorised you as you lay paralysed on the bed. You sobbed in fear and your body shook violently! It was like you couldn’t breathe! YOU COULDN’T BREATHE!

And then suddenly…Everything went quiet. There were no more terrors, no more of anything really. In a desperate attempt to protect you, your mind had completely shut down, leaving nothing but an empty shell in its place.

When Maedhros returns after his temper cooled down, he tries to get your attention by calling your name. He thinks you're ignoring him when you don’t reply, so he tries again…And again…And again… Eventually he tires of you not replying and shouts “Why won't you look at me!?”

But there is no reaction. Not even a flinch, that’s when it hits him. There is something badly wrong…

He consults all the healers he can, but they all give the same answer. You’re broken. He simply went too far.

He knows that he should be horrified by the state he put you in…but he can’t bring himself to…You used to misbehave so much and now you are just such a well-behaved darling…He can’t lie to himself…He likes you like this.

Glorfindel pushed his darling over the edge by keeping them locked in a room for much too long, and without any contact from anyone else. The only times you saw anything even close to a person was when Glorfindel’s hand placed food through the cracked door before slamming it shut once more. All that time on your own with no one else…Your mind started to echo itself. You started to hear voices…Voices that told you to hurt Glorfindel.

At first, you desperately tried to ignore such terrible thoughts, you couldn’t hurt him! But the longer you were left alone, the more appealing the idea became…After all…Why shouldn’t your hurt him? He's left you all alone for so long, you wanted him to know how terrible it had made you feel.

So, you waited until the next time Glorfindel brought you your meal, sitting silently like a predator waiting for its prey. The door opened and you lunged! You didn’t even think, didn’t listen, didn’t care, all you wanted was to make Glorfindel hurt!

But it wasn’t Glorfindel that had opened the door…

Lindir’s corpse lay unmoving, and his face still held the look of terror he had when you had plunged the knife into his chest. His eyes stared into yours, but there was nothing behind them. Just a cold hard stare.

You stood in horror…You had just killed your best friend…He must have come to see you, after all, he was the only true friend you had in this wretched place and now he was gone…He was dead because of you!

“Oh god… what have I done?... WHAT HAVE I DONE!?”

Little did you know, Glorfindel knew you were planning an attack and had sent Lindir in as bait...And he killed two birds with one stone! He got rid of that pesky steward and he had finally broken you! What a wonderful ending!

He couldn't help the smile that broke out on his face when you turned to look at him, hands covered in Lindir's blood with a look of horror on your face... The look of desperation. The look in your eyes told him that you knew that you would have to rely on Glorfindel's help.

And that's exactly how he wanted it.

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How would Maedhros react to you clinging and crying to Maglor after one of his punishments?

He would be conflicted. Maedhros understands that in your current state you wouldn’t want him near you, he also knows in his heart of hearts that you only view Maglor as a friend, and he knows that Maglor is his brother and wouldn't betray him in such a way...But he can’t help the feelings of jealousy he has at the way you are clinging to Maglor, and he can't help but feel enraged at the way Maglor is cradling you...The same way he does when you're being intimate together.

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How would Yandere Maedhros react to you wanting to hang out with your male friend in Library?

If you reassure him or bring him along, he might be more lenient, but if the fella tries anything his head is gonna be ripped off. The only real exception would be if the friend were ace/Aro or if you're a girl and you have a friend that only is attracted to men, he’ll let you go.

But I have a little warning for you...If the friend is interested in your gender, or rather, has shown interest in you in the past, or in the present, this will happen. Maedhros will innocently enough, ask to accompany you, and by now, you’re already used to his protective ways, so you agree. But what you don't realise is that Maedhros has a plan...

You’re all sitting in the library together, you and Maedhros sitting next to each other on one side of the table, while your friend sits across from you. Your friend is telling you a story about what happened the other day when suddenly, you feel a hand rubbing the inside of your thigh.

You freeze in your seat and your eyes steal a glance at the elf sitting beside you. You don't dare draw attention to what he’s doing and try to focus on your friend's story. This idea doesn't last long because without warning, Maedhros shoves two of his fingers inside you and it takes everything you are not to crying out in bliss.

You don't dare open your mouth, and thankfully your friend is too wrapped up in their story to realise what's going on. But things are taking a turn for the worst, Maedhros is pumping his fingers in and out of you even faster, and you can't keep quiet.

“mm....mnnnhh! mmnnn!!!” You almost faint on the spot with embarrassment as you see the look of realisation on your friend’s face. Before you could say whatever pathetic excuse had come to mind, Maedhros speaks “You better go, I don’t want anyone else to hear their pretty noises.”

Your friend looks like they want to argue for a moment, but they decide against it, and go, leaving you and Maedhros all alone...

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Is Yandere Maedhros okay with you having a friend that can get you out of your shell?

If Maedhros finds out that you face time a lot, prepare for having multiple hickeys in full view, and if you're completely entranced in the conversation and not paying any attention to him, he likes to suddenly start giving you oral, just to see you struggle and try to maintain some dignity.

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Would Maedhros' brothers interfere with his Yandere behaviour?

Because he’s the eldest, he would be an authority figure to the rest of his brothers, so they would be intimidated by him, but I feel as though Maglor might feel the need to step in to tell him to let you have more freedom, or to be the one to calm you down after one of Maedhros’ punishments.

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The Cottage in the Storm [Part 2]

This series could not have been possible if it weren’t for my lovely petal, @inserttrendymeme. Their ideas are what made it possible!! It was a joint effort!!

Summary

The fic describes an intimate encounter between the reader and Maedhros from a fantasy setting. It explores themes of desire, passion, and a surprise interruption by the Ambarussa. The scene unfolds with explicit details, capturing the intense emotions and actions between the characters. The narrative concludes with a tender moment of cuddling between Maedhros and the reader.

Trigger Warning List

Smut,

Explicit descriptions of sexual acts,

Domination,

Choking,

Explicit language,

Elements of power dynamics.

A surprise interruption that may be unexpected for some readers.

This Fic Includes the Following Kinks

Heat/Rut Dynamics: Involving the reader experiencing heat, a biological mating cycle.

Masturbation: The reader engages in self-pleasure.

Straddling: The reader takes an active role by straddling Maedhros.

Power Dynamics: Maedhros takes a dominant role, demonstrating control.

Breath Play: Maedhros gently squeezes the reader's neck.

Oral Sex: Maedhros uses his fingers and tongue for stimulation.

Interruption: The Ambarussa interrupt an intimate moment.

Size Difference: Maedhros is larger, creating a physical contrast.

Penetration: Detailed descriptions of penetration and its impact.

Hair Pulling: Maedhros tugs on the reader's hair during intimacy.

Pregnancy Fetish: Reference to wanting to get the reader pregnant.

Cuddling/Aftercare: The fic concludes with a tender moment of cuddling.

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You woke up to the feeling of Maedhros’ arms wrapped protectively against your frame, and although your mind was still blurry from sleep, you knew that you desperately needed relief from your heat.

You turned around to look at the tall elf and were met with his sleeping form, and because he was resting on his back, you could see his chest rising and falling at a relaxed rate. You stared at him for a moment, taking in his peaceful appearance before you heat insisted that you get on with taking your pleasure into your own hands.

As quietly as you could, you moved out of Maedhros’ embrace and instead decided to straddle him. You didn’t dare move at first, not wanting to wake him, but eventually, you couldn’t stop yourself from starting to grind down on him.

As soon as you started, whimpers and quiet moans began escaping you, no matter how quiet you tried to be, you were so relieved to have the pleasure that you so desperately needed, that you didn’t even notice when Maedhros opened his eyes.

But you definitely noticed when he lunged upwards and threw you onto your back, pinning your hands above your head as he did so.

His steel-grey eyes seemed to be glowing with lust, and it looked like he was having to restrain himself from immediately slamming into you.

“My starlight was so desperate for pleasure, that she couldn’t wait until I woke up? She just had to rub herself all over me before I even got the chance to open my eyes, is that it?”

His tone was dangerous, and he was baiting you to say something, but you could find no words, you were only able to writhe beneath him, desperate to touch him. But it seemed that you writhing somewhat frustrated Maedhros because he was quick to grab you by the neck and gently squeeze it.

A warning to behave.

With his silent order understood, Maedhros decided to travel lower, and he kept intense eye contact with you as he took your right leg and placed it over his shoulder. His gaze was finally broken when he took eyes of you in favour of giving all his attention to your clit.

He gently pressed two of his fingers against it and began to slowly rub it in circles, as if he were testing your reactions. You tried to hold in some of your whimpering cries but that didn’t last long, you let a loud moan as Maedhros inserted those same two fingers into your wet pussy and quickly began thrusting them in and out at a merciless pace.

You start whining his name and moving your hips around in a desperate attempt to gain more pleasure. Soon, his tongue against your clit is added to your stimulation and you are so close to your peak when Maedhros suddenly stops and starts growling at the entrance to your nest.

Even though your heat has left you weak, you find the strength to turn your head and look at whatever Maedhros was growling at so ferociously, and to your shock, you were met with the rather flustered faces of the Ambarussa.

“Ummm…. We can explain –” Amrod began but he didn’t have much of a chance because Maedhros lunged towards the pair and attempted to grab them. Lucky for them, they just barely managed to escape his grasp.

Maedhros let out an annoyed sigh before returning to you and apologizing. “I’m so sorry for their manner’s starlight, it’s their first-time experience an omega’s heat in such closeness.”

You smiled up at him and gently rubbed his cheek in an attempt to comfort him, “It’s alright darling, I don’t think they could help themselves, they're so young after all.” They earned a soft laugh from him, and he kissed you softly for a moment, but it wasn’t long before it grew more intense.

Maedhros freed himself from his undergarments and lined himself up with your soaking centre. He slowly starts easing himself inside you, very aware of how small you are compared to him.

He tried his best to get as much of himself inside you as he could but to his shock and somewhat twisted amusement, he was only able to fit half of himself inside your tight little cunt. What turned him on the most, however, was how he could the outline of his dick on your stomach as he started to thrust inside of you.

He intertwined your hands and pinned them above your head as he began to slam into you at full force, showing not a once of mercy. His voice was deep, and his moans were toe-curling and it had you screaming and moaning in minutes.

“Ahh! That’s it starlight, you take me so well!” Maedhros moaned as he ploughed into you. You let out a string of moans at his words as a wave of pleasure hit you. “Maedhros, please! I wanna cum!”

Maedhros brought two of his fingers to your lips and you eagerly began sucking on them, swirling your tongue around them and moaning. Maedhros let out a loud moan at the sight and praised your eagerness. “That’s a good girl starlight.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” You cried out, and at a particular rough thrust, you moaned loudly and came around him. Maedhros gave a sadistic grin as you rode out the waves off your orgasm.

Maedhros leaned down a bit and wrapped his hand around your throat “Did you enjoy that my starlight?”

You let out a little whimper in response. “Uh-huh, please, harder Maedhros.” Maedhros squeezed your throat a little bit tighter, and he brought his hand up behind your head and he started to thrust faster and faster, all the while he was grunting into your ear.

Maedhros let out a growl as he felt his orgasm growing and he began to chase it. You gripped his shoulders and pulled him closer to you “Please Maedhros, cum in me, fill me up.” You pleaded in his ear.

“Wanna get you pregnant” he grunted, his hand gripping your locks and as he came inside of your swollen cunt, he tugged roughly on your hair. “Oh, so good starlight. You did so well” Maedhros laid still above you for a moment as he caught his breath, before deciding to instead lay beside you and cuddle into you as you both drifted off into sleep.

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Yandere Elves stuck in Mandos Au Part 1

In this Au, our lovely Yandere Elves are now in Mandos domain, some are there for longer than others but the thing to remember is that they are currently unable to leave, but it is possible to break out, but keep in mind that this is an incredibly difficult feat. So, unless they manage to escape, they are unable to see their darling, and because these elves are Yandere’s, this face upsets them incredibly.

The elves that are currently being kept in Mandos is Feanor, Fingolfin, Celegorm, Fingon, Glorfindel, Finwe, Maedhros, Maglor and many more! Requests are open for more elves so don’t be afraid to ask! They don’t even have to be canonically in Mandos.

So, because of this, misbehaviour in Mandos began to run rampant and arguments, as well as physical fighting, broke out easily.

Now, Mandos decided that he needed to find a way to stop this, so he set up a reward system to keep the elves in check. One of the first few things put in place was the production of pictures in the likeness of the elves s/o. The reward system was simple, if you behave well, you get pictures of your s/o.

The pictures quickly became a hot commodity in Mandos. Can't see your darling? Pull out that photo and try not to get anything on it.

However, some of the elves decided that a simple picture of their s/o was much too common of a thing to have, and the more elite elvish residence of Mandos decided to commission portraits of their s/o. That way, they could have control over what position their s/o was in or what level of clothing they were in.

However, not everyone can afford such high price portraits and so Mandos decided that he would start offering a catalogue of care packages! These care packages can vary but the cheapest one usually consists of a small magazine similar to a playboy one, except, it’s all hand-painted pictures of the s/o.

As well as that they usually have a recording of the s/o’s voice, a fleshlight, a plant that allows the owner to have more realistic and lifelike dreams of their s/o and an article of clothing belonging to their s/o. The more expensive the care package is, the more things are included.

When it comes to the making of said portraits, no one wants to be the painter for Feanor's s/o. He's already got a critical eye before Yandereness. Can you imagine if you mess up her face or something like that? If you mess up a single feature of his beloved, he's gonna mess up your entire bodily anatomy.

However, Mandos sees the potential to expand the lines of communication once more. Mandos has recently installed a Palantir so that the Elves can communicate with their s/o’s. Some of the families even have Palantir in their quarters.

Palantir’s are used for facetime or sending messages to s/o. The Palantir glows in preparation for an incoming message, and it’s even possible to send ‘gifts’ or audios with the Palantir. However, there aren’t enough Palantir’s for everybody. They are normally used by the elite, like princes or elven lords. But Mandos has to decide who gets them since there's a limited quantity.

The problems about the Palantir’s starts when there isn't enough and Feanor keeps hogging all the airtime. This leads Fingolfin to confront Feanor by saying, “stop hogging the Palantir, I want to talk to my s/o too!”, which quickly develops into pushing and shoving.

Eventually, the solution they came to at council is that Feanor will be last in line to use it due to his offences of hogging airtime. If he tries to go before his turn, the Palantir will not respond to him and not send his messages, it acts as a phone without service.

(A more detailed post on the Palantir is coming soon!)

When you are unwilling to send gifts in the beginning, each of the elves reacts differently.

Some Yandere have no shame and will outright demand audios or pictures of you, but this rudeness causes Mandos to hover over them and threaten to take the Palantir away, causing the elf in question to get bitchy and glare at Mandos.

In retaliation, Mandos would snatch the Palantir, and nobody gets it. He puts it on a high shelf in his office...Which results in the elves getting on each other’s shoulders to get at it.

Eventually, Mandos decided that he will allow visitors in, which means that the elves finally get to see their s/o! In advance, Mandos set up a system that goes as follows. If you were on good behaviour, you get these rewards:

•You get to see your s/o.

•You get a calendar to mark down the days until the next visit.

•You get more time to rail the reader.

•The ability to send their s/o letters and being allowed to have pictures and painting of their s/o in their room.

Feanor’s s/o doesn’t want to visit him at first, but eventually, they are forced to go because Feanor isn't behaving and Mandos is tired of it. So, they sent Eonwe to retrieve them.

Feanor would be a combination of happy yet disappointed if s/o had to bring to Mandos by force to visit him. He would be happy that you're there but when finds out that you were forced on him, he would feel so hurt.

When visiting finally does begin, it's utter madness. Mandos would have chains over the door whenever the reader comes to visit, especially if they are visiting Feanor. Mandos is very happy about you being there because Feanor is always on good behaviour whenever you’re there. As well as that, Feanor would rail the reader for hours on end when they come to visit.

When it comes to Fingolfin, he would be tamer if his s/o were to visit him. He understands that he just died, and they've been separated, so he’s willing to wait a while, or at least, after the 2nd or 3rd visit...then he just wants to rail his s/o and be warned, Fingolfin will make it so you can’t walk for a while.

Some Yanderes like Celegorm would try to keep their s/o with them in Mandos for longer by wearing out their legs. Glorfindel will just tie you to the bed to keep you there. However, there would be some Yandere like Fingolfin and Fingon who might let you go but the thought of you all to themselves might be too tempting.

When it comes to making excuses for not visiting, there are many different ways to go about doing it.

Say you had an argument with your yandere, and you decide to punish them by not coming back for a visit, you could do that, but then the elf might act up and Mandos would bring you back by force.

If you make the excuse that you’ve been sick, you better get ready for puppy eyes, tears and begging you not to leave when you finally do come to visit.

If you use the “I’m pregnant” excuse with Celegorm to explain why you haven’t or won't visit, he will break out to come to see you. Also, if you are telling the truth about being pregnant when you finally give birth and come to visit again, Celegorm would put his dick inside you from behind while you breastfeed your child.

If you and Feanor or Celegorm have had a baby, they would be expecting to see their child on visits, and they will also want for you to stay for longer so they can have more family time.

Now when it comes to leaving, your yandere doesn’t want you to go so they may try to trap you there. Now you could try to plead with Mandos to help you leave but he might just keep her there to save himself the trouble of having to deal with a misbehaving yandere.

However, the s/o can leave if they're fast enough. By that I mean, if they can get to the gates before the hourglass runs out, they can go home but that includes running across the hall with fluids dripping out. As well as that, their legs would be aching because of how much their yandere had railed them.

But say you do manage to escape, the yandere’s only source of contact with you will be by using the Palantir, and as soon as they’ve realised that you’ve escaped, they will be demanding that you send them audios, pictures, the works.

However, you may be unwilling to send pictures of yourself, so you may decide to send fake pictures, and by that, I mean, sending a picture of someone else, for example, a picture of the famous porn actress Belle Delphine could be used.

If you sent a fake picture to Feanor, he would immediately be like “Who is this? This isn’t you; her chest is lopsided, and her body is unproportionate!” He would then proceed to demand Mandos return that picture, even though Feanor already used his weekly time at the Palantir.

With Fingolfin, the only time he gets pissed is when he doesn't get his visits from s/o or if he gets pictures of Belle Delphine. He doesn’t want those; he wants audios of his s/o in the millions. (I’m serious, he’s pulled a dagger on Mandos and demanded hours’ worth of audios of you touching yourself before.)

If you constantly make excuses to not see Fingolfin, he will break into Rivendell and bring a vibrator with him. You can try to run from him, but Fingolfin is already chasing you throughout Rivendell.

This man would be full feral at this point, he hasn't had you in God knows how long so the second he grabs you; he’ll take you to the floor to rail you. Doesn't matter if you're in public or not.

(After this incident, Elrond and Erestor make the place of limits. So, because of this, a black market of bribery emerges. Erestor takes bribes of books and silence in his library.)

When sending things to Finwe, his preference is breast pictures or pictures of your face on the brink of orgasm. If you think playing play dumb will work with him, and decide to say, “What's an orgasm?” jokes on you, he has a corruption kink, and it turns him on when you pretend not to know what he's talking about.

If you didn’t send Finrod any goods it would upset him because he thought that you loved him and would want him to be a part of everything, and he thought that you loved him enough to send such photos.

On the unlikely occasion that a Palantir ends up sending your nude picture to another elf on accident, if that elf teases the Yandere, or says that they enjoyed the picture, they're gonna wind up dead.

Now eventually, the elves are allowed to leave Mandos. After leaving Mandos, all this portrait and audio business would be something that the elves never discuss. Everyone knows that they did it, but no one talks about it, if it’s even hinted at in public every elf in the vicinity freezes.

At least until Mandos starts expanding his services….

You see, Mandos realised the potential of his reward system and the thought eventually hit him. Why not expand?

So, in short, Mandos has become the Hugh Hefner of middle earth. It all started as a reward system. Now they’re expanding their services to living people. Hey, you're on guard duty in Lothlorien or fighting orcs in Rivendell? Well go to your local Palantir and order a portrait of your s/o. They have a Maiar deliver it straight to you, and if you're royalty, one of Manwe's eagles will have it delivered to you.

He even has bargains, like you know those 75% per cent off Bath and Bodyworks sale? Mando’s would so do that. Like 75% discount on catalogues and portraits.

Every 100 years or so Mando’s would clear out all the portraits and put them in catalogues. He would sell them to humans since it would seem new to them. Therefore, Mando’s saves money on making new material.

A quote from Mandos:

A Maiar: Is this even allowed?

Mandos: Don't care. I got a business to run.