#dark Galadriel

[laerien]

Never got around to taking proper photos at NYCC, so bringing our Queen back out for Halloween

Bonus heavily-edited jump scare:

[mirroringdust]

Gift for @myfavouritelunatic 🥰 (rated M)

She had killed this man. She had killed him and she did not regret it. She rather enjoyed it somehow.

It was the feeling of falling into something she had avoided for so long and now she dived in completely. She hit the surface, felt the sudden pain of the impact as she slid through the tension of the water and plunged into the comforting, dark cold. No need to hold back anymore, just devour. 

And she stayed there, as she sank her sharp teeth into her victim's neck and the red liquid into her own body. Once she started, cessation was an eternity away. There was nothing to stop her, for the feeling of devouring something completely, of stealing something completely off one's power and making it hers, made her hands tremble and made her feel more alive than ever before. 

Even if she was far away from the living. But the more life was drained from the being in her arms, the more she felt the energy and how her veins pulsed, how she was taken to a delirium she had never dared to feel. Hadn't she? Reality and vision mingled as images flashed past her.

A figure in a black cloak, shrouded in darkness, cold dark eyes gazing down from an equally gloomy fortress. There are wafts of mist enveloping her thoughts and this image, as if the black walls stand between clouds. But they are only rocks surrounding it, barren rocks, a defence against all those who are not part of his world. Not dead, not drinking the blood as Galadriel does now. Darkness mantles him, and from darkness he was born.

She knew who he was. She knew the angular, steely face, had even seen it smile, framed by dark curls. And she knew she would go to him. Because he had called her. Her damnation was final, but there was nothing that could save her from him now. She was completely encircled, standing in blood and had given her own to stop him, to become him, to face him. She would come to him. To the dark lord Sauron.

He had made her what she was now. He had saved her from a death she had welcomed and against which she had not resisted. It had been time to go, but he hadn't let her go. Unwilling to live an eternity without her, he had dragged her into the darkness, into the world of shadows she had always despised. Hungry and abandoned, she had done what her body had demanded. She had drained an elf, then a human, and now she saw them lying there, limp and so dead. All of her doing, all her own work of destruction.

She stood up from her kneeling position and stared down at her doing, clenching her hands into fists as she contemplated her fate. One body simply lay carelessly on top of the other. She had almost torn their clothes off in her haste and left only shreds hanging down loosely. They lay on the cold ground of the forest between the trees that Galadriel had once cherished and had been the source of her energy. But now they were only a distraction. She despised the thought, she despised what she had done and she would avenge it.

She wiped the blood from her lips, but didn't bother with the rest that ran down her neck and over her white, loose dress. Why should these stains mean anything to her when the stains were on her soul anyway? She looked up at the dark sky, far away from all the light she stood. Everywhere but here and within her the glow had been dispelled.

He had killed and deceived more than she could count, and only a few had come to be reawakened and linger on the other side. If she had to come to him, she was determined to turn it around, to use the time well. To avenge the deaths.

So she searched for him, searched for the image she had seen.

(Continue on AO3)

[yoursghouly]

“You have no power here, servant of Morgoth.

You are nameless… faceless… formless.

Go back to the void from whence you came…” x

[princessfantaghiro]

Universe: The Lord of the Rings/Rings of Power

Ship/Pairing: Galadriel × Sauron

Warnings: angst, feelings denial, smut, nfsw+18, love/hate relationship, one-sided humilitation, dark!Galadriel, soft Sauron/Halbrand, dom!Galadriel/sub!Sauron/Halbrand, sex scenes, vaginal penetration.

PS. And sorry for my bad English. It is not my first language!

"Shadow of Morgoth...You belong only to me."

The warm air smelled...of spring.

The Lady of Lothlórien was hanging out the washing. She loved hanging it out with her own hands.

She felt so...ordinary then. So normal.

Something suddenly stabbed her in the heart.

This feeling...

He came to her. As always.

Pretending to be a man.

A Mortal.

Her King.

She felt unbearably hot...And cold at the same time. Like ice that burns. And Galadriel was burning. Her mind was wrapped in an impenetrable fog.

She had the impression that her heart was directly connected to a special place between her thighs.

She felt him there too. Immediately, moisture flooded her, pouring out of her abundantly.

She hated it...And loved it; in the same time.

- "Look...what you did to yourself." - the low timbre of his voice, soft as velvet; attacked her with perfect precision.

With one movement of his hand, he made the underwear covering her womb disappear, as if touched by a magic wand.

- You ruined your panties. All wet...You don't need it any more.

She felt like her knees were giving way under her.

Today he put on her favorite tunic. He only changed the color. Instead of the usual dark blue, he chose a snow-white one. The tiny diamonds decorating the edges of the robe, sparkled beautifully like fireflies.

He looked wonderful, as always. Like each of her wet Dreams...

She leaned against the tree, digging her nails into the bark. She wanted to do the same to him...Hurt him, tearing up his beautiful face. Leave furrows and scars that even His power wouldn't remove.

Eternal Proof of Her Hate. Or something like that...

His magic lifted her higher.

Galadriel's eyes were at the same height as his own.

- Did I told you to come?

- You don't have to use words. I know when you need me.

- I NEVER NEED YOU! - she managed to shout straight into his mouth.

- Little Liar... - he whispered, cornering her in the dangerous trap of his arms.

He placed his hands on either side of her head.

She knew that if he only wanted to, he could crush her like a nutshell. She knew that his power had almost no limits.

He could crush the whole world in his fist.

Galadriel also knew that she would not let him do that...

Because she alone had unlimited power over him. She had twisted Sauron around her little finger, so easily...She did not even have to try. He bent under her, obedient like a faithful dog.

The Dark One loved to say:"You put a Spell on me, Enchantress."

She wanted to laugh out loud.

"His great power is useless for Sauron, if he has chosen me as his Queen; and he willingly falls at my feet to worship me!"

How strong was his weakness to the Noldor!Princess...

He will never admit it directly. The Great Deceiver. He loves to deceive not only others, but also himself.

And yet...A cynical smile blossomed on his face.

She wanted to scratch it off.

- You deserve it, Queen...

She felt his hand, wandering along her thighs with a sensual movement. She fought the great urge to squeeze her thighs, and trap his fingers before they reached their destination.

- Will you allow me?

She nodded silently, allowing him to invade her most intimate place. She sighed, feeling Sauron's fingers delve into her pussy; without any resistance, they immersed her in the sea of ​​her desire. Immediately another wave of moisture flooded her, and he harshly rubbed his thumb over her swollen clit, delighted, forcing her to wrap her arms around his neck; because the pleasure had overpowered her, taken possession of her. She had the impression that she would fly away.

- My...my Own. - she whispered, her eyes flashing like Silmarils in the darkness of night. Even though it was a bright morning.

She didn't have to worry about anything, she didn't have to be ashamed. She didn't care. Not with him. He knew everything about her, and he rejected nothing. He didn't reject any part of her. He desired her Light as well as her Darkness...He wanted his Galadriel as she was. Well, maybe it was only that she tried so hard to kill him sometimes that bothered him...

"Your only sin, Gal."

She heard it not out loud, but in her mind. Since the day he stabbed her in the heart with the Crown of Morgoth, its ends, stained with his divine and at once cursed blood, had entered her body, mind and soul; changing her forever.

It seemed that he had possessed her, marked her with himself. But in truth, she had possessed him.

She could now read his thoughts directly in her own head.

- Please...Ride me, Queen. - he asked, and his voice was so terrifyingly tender.

She knew how lonely he was, how much he needed her. He had no one in this world.

Galadriel the Noldor had real friends, Elrond and Gil - Galad.

He only had...an illusion.

His own, invented world. A fairy tale in which he saved it. "The prince who saves the world." What a farce, like a House of cards...

She didn't have the heart to refuse him. To push him away.

- Come to me, my spoiled boy...

He pushed his knee between her legs. She couldn't help herself; and she began to rub her heated womb against him like crazy. She felt his manhood, hard as a rock.

- Harder, my Beauty...- he whispered, holding her hips with one hand and covering her mouth with the other.

And good. Otherwise, all of Lothlórien could hear how well the Bright Lady felt, how much pleasure Galadriel took in riding the Dark Lord's thigh wildly...

None of them could know about this. Never.

Ever.

- Give me your cock, you vile bastard...- she croaked hungrily, feeling him teasing her clit with his rough thumb like a mad man.

- I SAID FUCK ME, RIGHT NOW! - hoping no one will hear her voice in that moment. So dark, so...dangerous.

-I command you...- she added quietly.

- Whatever you wish, my Lady.

He smiled like the devil himself. Which he was, after all.

Galadriel knew that Sauron wanted her sweetness. That he wanted to be satisfied with it. To plunge his mouth into her pussy and drink, drink that nectar. Until the Lord of Darkness quenched his thirst. But his thirst was endless. He could never get enough.

Besides, she was already too wet. And her patience was running out.

- Stop tormenting me.

- It's your fault.

- Don't you dare to speak to me like that, you dirty Snake.

- You make me jealous...

You gave this dwarf the three of your hairs...What's his name?

- Gimli.

- Why did you scare those little ones almost to death? Those few Hobbits and Men? You told them that I would take power over all creation. Over the minds of all the inhabitants of Arda. You lied to them...

She fluttered her long eyelashes innocently.

- I don't understand what you're talking about. I told them the truth.

- Not the whole truth.

- You would have done it...If it weren't for me.

- You're right. I could have done it. And I would have. I would have taken the whole world...If it weren't for you, Galadriel of the Noldor. - he lifted the corner of his mouth.

- But please...don't tell anyone. I have to look after my reputation...Beloved.

- Don't complain that I gifted Gimli. You would be ashamed. This dwarf got only a little. I gave you much, much more. I gave you everything!Even if I don't need a man.

- Yes, of course. Goddess like You don't need a man. - he agreed with her.

- But, luckily...I am not a man. And you want a God, Little One.

She snorted in his face with disdain.

- Don't call me that. You are no more than a godly bastard!

He smiled sarcastically, and repeated in a voice sweeter than honey.

- Lucky me...

She couldn't stand his self-confidence.

That cold scoundrel was taking too much liberties.

- Enough! Not another word.

She covered his mouth with her hand. And then grabbed him strongly by the neck.

- Beg for me, Hound of Hell!

She forced Sauron to his knees.

He was at the eye-level with her glistening cunt, licking his lips.

She pushed him back with disgust.

- Not this time. - she hissed.

I don't want your sneaky tongue right now, you Deceiver.

I want you raw.

His face turned serious in an instant. He closed her mouth with a kiss, found the slit in her long dress; he moved the material and in one move he entered her pussy thirsty for fucking with his incredibly hard cock.

Strong emotions took over her, she screamed. She screamed the whole time, trying to took him deeper inside, loving the way he impaled her vagina. She heard her juices sloshing around. A blush covered her cheeks.

"I can’t...It feels so good....it shouldn't!"

The beautiful Elf repeated to herself, letting The Beast to fuck her. To claim her.

- Please, my Sweet. Just let it go...Don't resist to me. - he asked, whispering in her ear.

She knew she was safe, that no one could hear her.

He drowned out all sound to the outside world.

He locked them both in a big bubble, invisible to the eyes of the Beholder.

Sometimes Galadriel wished he didn't.

Sometimes she had really sinful thoughts.

Sometimes she wanted everyone to know.

So that they could see.

So that they could see them together. So that they could see the Lady of Light and the Lord of Darkness fucking each other, like animals; right before their blind, unaware eyes.

They know nothing. Nothing at all.

She laughed, darkly.

- What amuses you so, Doll?

- Nothing, shut up and do as I tell you...Take me harder!

She could order him to do whatever he wanted. And he would grant her wish.

Galadriel's divine Servant. Her loyal dog. The Hound from the very Hell.

Suddenly she found herself on top of him. He lied on the ground. The pleasure overwhelmed her...The burning fire in her bones.

Now she can ride him as hard as she could.

And she did!

The Man-Maiden couldn't resist and put her hands on Sauron's neck, chocking him forcefully.

- Never forget to whom you belong, Shadow of Morgoth. You have no master, except me.

- I will not forget, Galadriel.

Never.

When she reached her orgasm, she felt nothing but bliss. And the change in the position...She felt the tip of his demanding tongue, sliding between her swollen pussy lips like a little snake. Dragging her nub, and slurping her juices. He lapped at her, lazily and precisely. Not wanting to waste a single drop of her nectar. Finally, she lost her patience and pushed his face so hard at her crotch, that he had to breath in the smell her arousal. And he didn't stop to eating her out for a second.

And she loved it.

"Such a good Puppy..."

- Now...This is your rightul place, Lord of Mordor.

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[neyafromfrance95]

the fact that in trop canon, sauron is written with bearing in mind the fact that he LOVES galadriel??????? L O V E S HER???

imagine being galadriel knowing that the evil incarnate loves you? the abyss that she gazed into with hatred for so long gazed back into her with love!!!

and she is the only one he is capable of loving? bc there is this cosmic connection between their spirits that is just out of this world, metaphysical, entirely unique??? the fact that they have their very beings bound to one another? that it's something much greater and of a higher essence than anything shallow and common? that they are the light and the dark fated to never unite but destined to be eternally connected in a way that they are unable to with anyone else?

what are we even supposed to do with this information? how are we going to collectively ever be sane again???

THE love story of TV, i'm afraid.

[minamorsart]

We love a dark lord supporting his queen 👑 And something tells me these two would be absolutely insufferable around everyone one else hehe

[anetherealpoetess]

tbh characters like galadriel are more important now than ever. there's morfydd clark saying that every time she's played a human woman, shame has been at the heart of the character, but there is no shame in galadriel.

galadriel turning her back on the ethereal light of elven heaven to hunt down and savage a demigod with her dead brother's dagger, only to accidentally fall in love with that demigod isn't the fragile, guilt-laden journey we're used to seeing women undertake.

it's unapologetic. it's defiant. it's staring into the storm and deciding you have the right to step forward into that tempest. (a decision men have made time and time again in story and in song while women are rarely given the opportunity.) she's not watching the rings of power from a distance. she's the heart of the show, her delirious appetite to kill sauron the only reason the story even exists in the first place. and yes, for those knowingly or unknowingly anxious about women, it's a hard watch. that's exactly why they should watch it.

i love galadriel. i hope she never takes her hand off the hilt of her sword. i hope she never learns shame.

[valar-did-me-wrong]

More of my memes

[hallbrand]

She lives! Our hosts. Saviors or captors?

THE RINGS OF POWER 1.03 — "Adar"

[laerien]

Felt cute, might delete heal Middle-Earth later

Inspired by this incredible concept art by Julien Gauthier:

Made this for my singular day at NYCC this year, but only started construction after the Rings of Power finale (in case they showed us an alternative Galadriel-embracing-darkness costume). I debated dying my roots back to blonde, but we're going to say that the darkness is seeping in. (I also considered that this could be half-Maia Celebrían, because interpretation is fascinating).

More photos to come after tomorrow!

[bookofsecretstotell]

Sauron and Galadriel, they have a very interesting connection...

[yoursghouly]

“In place of a Dark Lord, you would have a QUEEN

Not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn

Treacherous as the sea

Stronger than the foundations of the Earth

All shall love me and despair…”

x

[princessfantaghiro]

Ok...I'M CRYYYYYYYINGGGGG!!!!😭😭😭😿💔

MY POOR HEART...MY POOR LITTLE MEOW-MEOW...

He never had a chance. 😢

Not even once, for his whole, endless existence. 😿

[elenapandas]

ginger sauron and galadriel

possibly, in another universe.

please if posting on pinterest or other social, @ me.

[fatcatlittlebox]

You needn't keep your distance.