#isildur x estrid

[bellejolras]

ch 2 is posted now! featuring estrid Getting What She Wants 😇

ride this like a wave

Isildur comes down with a mysterious illness… luckily Arondir is a talented healer and there to help. Set in ROP 2x04.

(in other words, this is an insane sex pollen fic for a ship that doesn’t exist until now. enjoy!!!!)

for @tolkienpinupcalendar kinktober 2024

Rating: E(xplicit) / No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Arondir/Isildur (so far)

WC: 3384

Other tags: PWP, sex pollen, blowjobs, dubious consent, semi-public sex, gratuitous ocean metaphors, crack treated seriously, putting the ‘fun’ in sexual dysfunction

checking off kinktober prompts (4) handjobs, (5) clothed sex, (6) aftercare, (14) begging, (24) intoxicated sex

It has been hours since they survived a near-death encounter with mud, but Isildur can still feel it dry and crusting against his skin.

No amount of scrubbing with river water seemed to be able to thoroughly clean himself or his clothes, leaving a persistent film behind. The day has truly been one unpleasant experience after another: the mud, the beast, the freezing river, and now an itching, aching discomfort.

It had been bad enough to strip in the water, freezing and bare, vulnerable to the elements and the eyes of his friends should they look his way. Estrid had left them to bathe in peace, setting up a fire and their encampment for the night nearby, but Arondir is there in the water. So stoic he seemed as he washed, the dim light shining off his strong arms and broad back, focused and impervious to the elements. Isildur had stolen a glance and, reminded of his own mannish fragility, shuddered.

Now drying off in front of the cooking fire, Isildur is starting to feel a bit odd. His heartbeat is pounding, he is short of breath, getting chills, and not just from the cold air. In fact, sitting closer to the fire seems to make it worse.

“Smells delicious,” he says, the meat of the mud creature crackling over the scrapped-together fire pit.

Estrid raises an eyebrow. “You must really be starving,” she says, unimpressed.

Arondir grunts in amusement, but keeps his eyes on the fire, prodding it with a stick. A spray of sparks shoots up and he jumps out of the way to avoid the puffing smoke. He leans over to poke the fire from a different angle and readjust the embers, a breath away from Isildur. Isildur shivers.

Unsurpassed in his elven perception, Arondir turns to look at him. “Cold?”

Isildur rubs his hands together by the fire, but the heat doesn’t seem to seep in. “Just the mud. I’m still drying,” he answers, hoping it’s the truth. He can’t stand the thought of having a fever out here in the wild, with danger lurking literally at every turn.

Arondir nods, and goes back to stoking the flames. “I feel it too,” he says. “Something weird in that pit. Nasty stuff.” With his free hand, he flicks a missed spot of dried mud off the front of his armor. It sizzles as it lands in the fire, as though still wet.

Isildur wraps his cloak tighter around himself and tries to remember how to breathe.

The meat is, as Estrid predicted, awful. Nothing worse than a mud beast steak with no seasoning. But food is food, and Isildur is grateful to have it.

It doesn’t make him feel any better, though. If anything, he feels worse. His head is pounding now, he’s beginning to sweat despite the cold, and his heart is still racing. He puts his head down to his hands, suddenly, rubbing his face and trying to take a deep breath.

When Arondir puts a hand on his shoulder, he nearly cries.

“Isildur,” he says quietly, nearly a whisper. “What is it?”

Isildur looks up at him, eyes wild, searching his face. Is it concern he reads on the elf’s face, or does he catch a glimpse of the same madness in Arondir’s eye? As quickly as the thought occurs, it’s gone. “I don’t know,” he rasps. “I need–” and suddenly breaks into a fit of coughing.

“Estrid! Can you get some water?”

The next thing Isildur knows, he’s lying on his back on the ground in their makeshift encampment, an elf gently pouring water into his mouth. There’s a blanket beneath him, protecting him from lying directly on the dirt. The enclosure is not much more than a tarp draped over sticks, but it offers some protection from the wild. And some privacy, Isildur thinks faintly. The water is cold, which is nice, but having Arondir so intimately near is oddly dizzying. Every nerve is on edge, and as the blood races through his body, heat pools in his groin. it must be an effect of the fever, but Isildur can’t recall this as a symptom before. Or maybe his mind is too foggy to think clearly. But when Arondir touches a hand to Isildur’s forehead, a moan escapes. Surely this isn’t a normal fever.

Arondir doesn’t pull away at the sound, though, but rather leans back in and brushes the damp hair off Isildur’s forehead. Isildur can feel the heat radiating off as Arondir leans in to whisper to him, something strange and foreign.

Isildur tries to focus on the words and not the feeling of Arondir’s breath hot on his cheek, but all his schooling fails him and the best he can tell is that it sounds like Quenya.

Arondir pauses, puts a hand back to Isildur’s face for a moment, and then sits back up.

“Isildur, I need you to disrobe”

Isildur’s eyes open wide and search Arondir’s face. “Disrobe?” This can’t be a good sign.

“I suspect poison, but I need to check for wounds. Rule out any injuries that could be causing this.”

Arondir helps him sit up, and shivering, Isildur pulls the still-drenched tunic off over his head. A breeze catches in the damp curls of hair on his chest, raising every follicle to a peak. He shivers, and looks up at Arondir kneeling by his side.

“Pants too”

Hesitantly, Isildur complies, undoing the waist tie and sliding the filthy material over his hips and down, past the stab wound from Estrid’s dagger only days before. He winces, hunching over, knowing Arondir can see.

But Arondir looks him over with only a glance, not appearing alarmed by the obvious injury in Isildur’s thigh.

There’s something much more prominent that catches his eye, a much more pressing matter. Not Isildur’s thigh, but rather between them.

read the rest on ao3!

[wildwren]

Whenever you're stabbed, you leave it in.

NIA TOWLE and MAXIM BALDRY as ESTRID and ISILDUR

[sluttyseacadet]

Isildur + looking horrendously down bad

[bluetiefling]

I don't know if you can earn a thing like that. You just have to accept it as a gift. One that she gave freely because you were precious to her.

[earthshine-moon]

I’m completely normal about this

[boromirswife]

Isildur & Estrid + Almost Kisses

[deus-sema]

Can't an adult in Middle Earth enjoy a potential romantic moment in peace without getting interrupted?

[luzriels]

Isildur and Estrid in Season 2 of Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power

[aadmelioraa]

i'm being extremely normal about this btw

[rey-jake-therapist]

I must confess one thing : I don't care at all about Isildur and Estrid's romance. I can't say I don't like it, and I hope they'll find each other in season 3 I guess, but I don't vibe for them.

But what I find interesting about this romance is how it's clearly meant to be a mirror to Haladriel... How? Here's how :

Both romances start as friends who fall in love with one of them deceiving the other, but the genders are reversed; Estrid is the one pretending to be one of the "good guys" here. Both she and Sauron believe they'll be rejected if they tell the truth about their villainous past.

Galadriel has a missing husband, Estrid has a missing fiancé. But while Galadriel believes Celeborn's dead and doesn't search for him, Estrid still hopes to find her fiancé alive. And as a matter of fact, she finds him. Oops.

In both cases, there's a he-Elf who gets involved : Arondir first distrusts Estrid but sympathetic to Isildur's heartbreak, he leaves him the choice to free her or not ; Elrond, on the other hand, doesn't sympathize at all and rejects Galadriel's friendship because she insists on wearing a Ring he thinks corrupted by Sauron.

Estrid's literally a prisoner of Isildur. Galadriel's not a prisoner of Sauron, but she still is not free of him. As Elrond reminds her : "he never left". Spoiler alert : he lives rent free in her mind now *evil laugh*.

Isildur forgives Estrid and still wants to be with her, while Galadriel rejects Sauron as soon as she learns what he is, and never changes her mind.

Sauron's unredeemable because he insists in his evil ways, while Estrid seems headed towards getting a redemption arc, probably because she did what she did for survival and not for ambition.

Isildur and Estrid are separated by circumstances at the of season 2. Galadriel and Sauron are also separated, but because Galadriel jumps off a cliff to escape him.

Did I forget something ? :)

[crazyaboutto]

Hear me out

that sexy spin, that lock she can't escape and those toned arms 😶‍🌫️🔥🔥

My OT3 of season 2. They share one braincell and insane chemistry. Hope nothing bad happens to any of them :)

Isildur looking at Estrid with lovesick eyes, Arondir's sexy twist and Arondir saving these two from wildmen. Then that advanced groot scene...

Of course there is also a moment they truly shared one braincell.

P.S: 3 episodes left for me to finish the season so no spoilers from them please

[the-lonelybarricade]

THE RINGS OF POWER 2.03 ― Isildur x Estrid

[wildwren]

ISILDUR AND ESTRID in 2.04

for @aadmelioraa and @sluttyseacadet

[sluttyseacadet]

I love them your honor

[dadattebayo]

You know what guys…

I just watched this teaser for the final episode, and of course I am thrilled and blown away by Sauron's maniac face telling he is gonna rape his preciousssss eat Galadriel alive

oh fuck help me i can´t

BUT

I still have something to say. Like okay, i get it, all this unspoken sexual tension and stuff between them, and kinda obvious crazy thirst for her in his creepy face - all could be fine by me except the one tiny detail. What we can see more in this teaser is another freaking kiss that is going to happen this time between Isildur and his girl sorry I forgot her name,

so what’s really pissing me off is that so far we would have 4 kisses in the show and basically these are 4 KISSES NO ONE ACTUALLY GIVES A FUCK ABOUT.

1. Harfoots. Who cares about the hobbits kissing scene? Like what the hell was it for? Does someone for real ship them? Was this kiss important to the story?

Fucking NO.

2. Elrond and Galadriel. Totally unnecessary. No one expected this and no one would want this to happen actually. Especially considering the fact he eventually just put the key into her hand without any special use of his mouth required.

Okay I get it can explained he wanted to distract the orcs, but anyway, somehow the writers did came up with this particular idea!

3. Arondir and Bronwin. Totally fine by me except she´s dead now.

4. Now Isildur and Estrid (I remembered the name).

At first I was blind enough watching the teaser to think it was Halbrand so I got a mini stroke.

Pretty sure once we will see Elendil/Miriel kissing too. Of course I do not mind any of these kisses happening, I even ship some of them but still these are not something the whole fandom is waiting for.

There is literally only one kiss EVERYONE is expecting. Not only the haladriel shippers, but everyone (some might want it to happen, some might not, but it would not be a surprise for anyone) since in fact nobody has ever asked for Saurondriel in the first place, it was totally up to the showrunners to literally just start pushing this ship into our throats from their first meeting using all scrupulously planned moments between them throughout the season 1 and countless hints and moments of nostalgia in the season 2! God, they even invented the whole Mirdania character just to prove Sauron´s feelings (and of course to show his cruelty later, but thats not the point)

guess where the kiss should have happened if they hadn't been interrupted

The writers made this ship up consciously and intentionally. THEY HAVE BEEN FEEDING US WITH HALADRIEL SINCE THE BEGINING,

So why the fuck this couple which has always been promoted in such obvious way is the only one that is not likely to get a goddamn kiss?! At this point i would rather believe that even Stranger and Nori would kiss, but not Saurondriel.

This is disturbing. BECAUSE EXCUSE ME WE'LL HAVE TO WAIT 2 MORE YEARS to get the s3. I am not still quite sure though cause there is still no official announcement on s3

So, they all have already messed up enough with the original plot by putting some of the kisses mentioned above in the series, so why just not let also Saurondriel finally happen? What difference would it make anyway? none! all plot holes will all be fixed thanks to impossibility to fix sauron.

I am just fed up with another 'LETS TOUCH THE DARKNESS TOGETHER', "NO NEVER', 'DIE BECAUSE OF ME', BLABLA...

It needs something better to get us screaming and making views to the show.

[boromirswife]

Isildur and Estrid in The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power s02e04 ‘Eldest’