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[sorisooyaa]

Moodboard prompt if you're still accepting them! XD Please and thank you!

Thranduil, Wedding, with song lyrics: "I have loved you for a thousand years. I'll love you for a thousand more."

FINALLY I AM HERE!!! HEHE

So sorry, this almost took me a year!! Just been really busy!!

But hehe I really really hope you like it @sotwk and that it was worth the wait

I also made a blend...... cuz I couldn't help myself hehe

[vladtoly]

heyyy so could i request a reader x frontman fic cs i have had this idea for so long but i just cant write it myself😓😓

so the idea is reader is a daughter of one of the vips and one day reader's father decideds to fund the game by marrying her to frontman if that make sense?? or reader's father made some sort of deal with ilnam (up to you) , and reader is just totally against it at first bcs she thinks the games are cruel but once she spends more time around inho she warms up more and grows to really him and he also warms up to her😣😣🙏🙏 (so its like an arranged marriage, enemies to lovers type shi🤞🤞)

Hello dear!

I actually wrote something similar to this a while back when season one came out, just without the enemies to lovers trope. I'll leave a link to it at the bottom, but if that doesn't satisfy the craving, let me know!

I totally get what you're saying and don't mind revisiting/rewriting the idea if you would like :)

[blue-istari-stars-of-the-south]

Manó of Mandos

- The Blue Istari

Edit done for me by:

[lathalea]

Armitage Summer Splash - Shalinizhara's Moodboards

I'm sure some of you remember @shalinizhara 💙She is sadly not on Tumblr any longer, but she wanted to participate in Armitage Summer Splash and so she shared some beautiful works with @fizzyxcustard and me. Now we're sharing them with you - we hope you'll enjoy these works as much as we do! Here you can find the list of prompts for WEEK 1. The links below will take you to the original art on Deviantart. DAY 2 - Only one bed:

DAY 3 - Unrequited Love:

DAY 4 - Betrayal:

DAY 5 - Drunken Admission of Feelings:

DAY 6 - Friends with Benefits:

DAY 7 - Soulmates:

DAY 8 - A Secret Is Found Out:

Thank you so much, Shalini! They are simply beautiful! 💙💙💙

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[fizzyxcustard]

omg omg omg I can't believe I'm requesting to you rn!!! So I was wondering if you could do 'Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead' with Thorin x wife!reader? One where like Thorin is over working himself to death and his queen comes in? Idk whatever you decide to write will be amazing 😍😭

There he was, yet again, hunched over his desk, signing trade deals and new contracts with neighbouring villages and cities. Many Dwarves were also being sent into Dale to help with the re-building, and so their contracts of employment also had to be signed.

The candle by now was burning low at Thorin's desk. "You're going to strain your eyes, my love," you told him, stepping beside him. The King never looked up, but instead sighed. You brushed your hand through your husband's hair, idly tangling your fingers in the strands and then you kissed the top of his head. "You'll never know how much I love you."

Thorin couldn't help but smile and tilt his head towards you.

Instantly you captured his lips in a kiss, trying your hardest to pull him away from those blasted contracts. Then you heard Thorin sigh beneath your kiss, but this time it was a pleasurable sigh, wanting so much to give up on the signing and pursue something more passionate with you.

Then you moved your lips away and stepped to the side, watching Thorin's blue gaze follow you. His expression became one of longing. "You know how to distract me," he said, his voice low and full to the brim of lustful want.

Seductively, you waltzed forward again and kissed down his cheek and then moved back. "This baby we keep discussing isn't going to just conceive itself," you grinned.

[middleearthpixie]

*boops your nose* send this to ten blogs you think are lovely and deserve a boop on the nose 🎀💛

AHHH SHOOT MY STUPID FINGERS!! SORRY I ACCIDENTALLY UNFOLLOWED U!!! 😭😭

Aww... if I had a nickel for every time I accidentally unfollowed someone, I'd have a lot of nickels!! <3 And a *boop* right back! 💜

[laurfilijames]

*hugs you real tight* would you please send this to the first ten people on your dash? make sure someone gets a hug today, and stay safe 🤍🤍🤍

Oh my stars you’re too sweet! Thank you and back to you 💗

[sorisooyaa]

Guy of Gisbourne x Robin Hood's sibling!Reader

@absentmindeduniverse​ in all honestly Idk what was going through mind when I was making this XD

But I think.....I like it?

Reader's been betrothed to their brother's enemy and finds that Guy isn't as bad as he looks

[midearthwritings]

Day 8: After Sex

You and Fíli enjoy a moment after your lovemaking.

Pairing: Fíli x Reader

Warning: Mentions of sex, nakedness.

Author's Note: Not exactly smut but it should be enough to please all the Fíli lovers out there.

"Are you well, my love?"

You were shaking. There was a perfectly fine fire burning and cracking in the hearth, enveloping you with an invisible cloak of warmth, but you were shaking. The soft fur carpet beneath you was not helping, but it soothed the ache in your back from lying on a hard floor. 

You were quite uncertain, though, on the reason for your trembling. Between your legs, your pulsating core was telling you that it was the afterglow of your pleasure when the goosebumps on your arms indicated that it was the cold.

Looking at Fíli, you smiled. The dim light was making his sweat-covered skin look golden, as well as his slightly disheveled hair. His chest was rising and falling a bit quicker than usual. As for his eyes… He was looking at you with such tenderness in them that for a moment, you felt as if you were worth more than any amount of gold, more than any jewel. 

"I simply wish we had been patient enough to reach the bed," you admitted, scooting closer to him to rest your head onto his chest. 

Above you, Fíli chuckled. "So do I. My back is sore from lying on the floor too long, and I fear it will make tomorrow's Council seem like torture," he said before sighing. 

"Isn't Council torture already?" you asked, tracing invisible patterns on his skin with the tip of your fingers.

"Only because you aren't there."

You looked up at him, your eyes shimmering with mischief, and small satisfied smiles painting both of your faces.

Stealing a quick kiss from him, you sat up. "Shall we have a bath?" You offered, your hand finding his.

"Sounds perfect to me," he replied, sitting up as well. 

Tipping his head down, Fíli dropped a single kiss to your shoulder, causing you to shiver. Your reaction not remaining unnoticed, he kissed your skin again, circling your waist with his strong arms.

"Fíli," you scolded halfheartedly. He hummed quietly as his lips began to assault your neck. "Fíli, the bath."

Fíli laughed and pulled you into a tight hug before standing up, dragging you along. The night was so far from over…

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[lathalea]

Hope u r taking care of yourself! I love you! Stay safe! Hoping u have a wonderful weekend 💛💖- Shalini.

Hello Shalini! Big hugs! Thank you so much for dropping by into my inbox. I’m taking it easy, no worries. I hope you do too! 💙💙💙

I’m planning to have a very relaxing weekend filled only with fun things, keeping my fingers crossed for you having a wonderful time too ☀️

[lathalea]

Shalini, you're a darling 💙💙💙 It's so great to hear from you! :)

As for the inspiring pics, hmmm you might have woken up a monster, I take tons of pics every day and I might start spamming you all with them one day until you beg me to stop 😈😈😈 Do you really want it?

Hope your weekend went well! 💙

OMGG I JUST READ THAT ORI SMUT FIC!! Yes, just a causal stroll on tumblr, cuz I missed your writings and woohoo what a surprise!! I LOVE MIDDLEEARTHPIXIE FOR MAKING YOU WRITIE THAT!! I LOVED HOW CUTELY HOT THAT WAS!!! - Is that a thing?...Idk! BUT MY WHOLE SINFUL SOUL JUST LOVED IT. Omg the way portrayed Ori and the feels! The feels I tell you!! I was just dyinggg! Oh Mahal!!! AND @LATHALEA PLZ BE POSTING MORE INSPIRING PICS PLZ!!!- Shalini.

Tzzzzz...my dear...Thank you for your super kind words and I'll make sure @lathalea and @middleearthpixie get your well-wishes :D

On the other hand...I do not want to be responsible for "sinful souls" haha...And I think cutely hot or hotly cute should definitively be categories 😍

I love you and miss you <3

[fizzyxcustard]

HEYA FIZZY!!

Hope you're doing well and taking care of yourself! Missing you! Love you lots!

harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?

cider - a food that you disliked as a child but now enjoy?

maize - share the weirdest encounter you’ve had with a stranger on the street.

quilt - how do you take your tea (or coffee)?

Thank you queen!

- Shalini! <33

Hello, my darling! I'm trying to keep well - got a lot of pain in my neck and left shoulder at the moment. I don't know whether it's repressed tension/stress or I've slept funny. Hahahaha! How are you doing, beautiful? All okay?

At the moment, and don't laugh, I probably identify with Elsa from Frozen the most. "Conceal, don't feel." That's how I'm feeling with my grief. I'm trying to hide it so it's coming through as aching in my body.

The one food that I can think of disliking as a child but liking as an adult is an egg custard tart. I'm not sure how many people have ever heard of one.

The weirdest encounter with a stranger? Ummmm. I've had unusual things happen, like people randomly stroke my hair. I had one man who was handing out books in Cardiff, tell me that he could tell I was a spiritual person and I told him I'm a Christian. Oh, and then there was a guy at the bus stop when I was in college who was just eery and kept saying "You're nice" and asking for my number. hahahaha!!!!

I have black tea with milk and half a sugar. When it comes to coffee, I prefer a latte with one sugar or a chai. :)

[middleearthpixie]

Heyy I can I ask you? 🥰

Who wrote your all time favorite fanfic and what is it?:

What fanfic do you wish you got more response on?

Fandom you haven’t written for yet but want to?

Weirdest trope you love?

Thank you!! 💖

-Shalini.

You can ask me anything!! 💜

My all time favorite fanfic... Oh, I've read so many over the last few months, and I've loved them all, and trying to choose the favorite would be like trying to choose a favorite child. A weenie answer, but I don't think I can choose one. :)

I wish my Thorin/Seren store - Someone to Watch Over Me got more love. It was one of the first ones I wrote, and it was before I knew many people in the fandom, so it got some love, but not much. Like More Than Meets the Eye, the heroine is disguised as a boy, and it follows AUJ almost to a mirror degree and I had so much fun writing it... Especially the way she interacts with the rest of the Company (Thorin knows she's a girl but no one else does... at first.)

Fandom I haven't written for yet? Probably an RA RPF (is that a separate fandom from the Hobbit? It must be, right?) I have a few ideas floating around, so, it might still happen...

Weirdest trope that I love? I tried to think of one before, but really can't come up with any. I'm sure I'll think of at least three though, once I hit post...

Thank you for these !! I love this game. 💜

[vladtoly]

An Arrangement

Requested: Yes, by the amazing @shalinizhara who gives me the best storylines ever! 

A/N: I honestly had so much fun writing this, i kind of got carried away 

Warnings: Unedited 

You always knew from a young age that you would end up in an arranged marriage. Not because your father, Il-Nam, had brought it up that much- though he did speak of it a lot- but because you never really got the chance to meet anyone on your own. Your father had always made it his top priority to keep you sheltered, safe. And in the process of doing that, you had ended up with no social circle, no one to even consider as a suitor. It was a lonely life, the one your father created, but it was the only life you’d known.

As a form of escapism, you would read, watch shows, anything to feel apart of something. The characters and their stories warmed your heart, but also made it hurt. You yearned for something new; something other than the daily ritual you had grown so accustomed to. Something about the relationships were nice, too. You knew you would never find a man on your own, that decision made for you, but watching the love unfold before you made the repeating days feel more... okay.

That’s how you ended up staying with your father until your early 30s. You knew he would never let you leave his safety, too afraid of what may happen to you. And with your escape by your side, you saw no need to leave the life so effortlessly handed to you. Until you had to leave.

Your arms rested on the outer railings of the ferry, watching the waves crash against the metal of the vessel. In all the movies you’d seen, when someone was going to marry who they’d spend the rest of their lives with, they were nervous, but happy. But you were only nervous. You had never met this man before; all you knew was what your father had told you before hurrying you onto the boat- he’s a good man and he’s going to take care of you. And you were so hoping that that was true.

Arriving at an island, a man in a pink suit with a mask adorning a square approached you. “Miss, if you’ll follow me, I’ll lead you to the Front Man.”

Your brow creased and you were going to ask who that was, but the man had already turned around to leave. Quickly picking up your bags, you followed him off the boat.

After a short walk, you entered a hidden building and were led to an elevator. The silence in the confined space felt uncomfortable, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything. At this point, you were used to your questions going unanswered.

Once the elevator opened, the man motioned for you to exit. It was obvious he wasn’t escorting you any further. So, you grabbed your bags and began to walk down the dark, dimly lit hallway before you. The new atmosphere was surprisingly homey to you, almost like you hadn’t uprooted your life to be here.

“I see you made it safely.”

Letting out a small squeak, you turned to see a man in a black turtleneck and dress pants of the same color. His dark eyes watched you curiously, almost like he was trying to see your next move. And he was handsome, more handsome than any man you’d seen in one of your daily escapes. This must’ve been the man you were marrying.

In-Ho was more or less trying to find out how you were real. Il-Nam had showed him pictures of his daughter before and he had found you gorgeous. But seeing you here, standing in his kitchen, was something else entirely. You were the woman he was marrying.

You put your few bags on the ground. “I’m Y/N. it’s very nice to meet you,�� you stuttered out, putting your hand out for him to shake.

He stared at the gesture before making his way to you, taking your hand in his. “In-Ho. It’s a pleasure to meet you, as well.”

Following your first meeting, things had been quiet. You both spoke about small things to get to know each other, but it became very blatant that neither of you was particularly a talker. So, In-Ho showed you your room, leaving you to settle in.

Just as it had been at your father’s home, you settled into a daily ritual. In the morning, you would eat breakfast together before he headed to work, leaving you alone. You would watch the large TV in the living room, lounging on the love seat. You’d help yourself to the kitchen. Then around 7 or 8, In-Ho would enter the suite, removing a black mask from his face. He never talked about his job, so you never asked. In honesty, you didn’t want to ruin the domesticity of the situation. It was comfortable, it was nice, even if he felt more like a roommate than a husband.

You two would eat dinner together, making small talk, more effort to get to know each other. The conversations were more relaxed than the first night and a part of you hoped he wanted to know you, not just for the marriage. But you knew the conversation was ending every night by one phrase he always asked without fail.

He would grasp your hand softly from across the table and ask, “Are you alright, dear? Do you like it here?”

The show of affection always set off butterflies in your stomach, and you could see the relief wash over him when you without a second thought replied, “Yes.”

And as quickly as his hand was on yours, it was pulled away, leaving you empty.

In-Ho admitted to himself days after the first meeting that he hated the circumstances of your meeting. He wished he had denied Il-Nam’s offer in hopes of meeting you more naturally. He hated how he left you every morning without a word, only to return later at night for a mostly silent dinner. He adored, however, how you quietly spoke about your interests, what you did all day while he was gone. It was all such simple actions, but he just loved hearing you speak. But by the end of the meal, he must remind himself of the harsh reality around them, the situation neither of you truly had a say in. Then he would repeat what he said every night, taking your hand, allowing himself the small indulgence of physical touch.

“Are you alright, dear? Do you like it here?”

When you always said ‘Yes’, he would allow himself to feel joy at the answer. Before taking his hand away, feeling empty.

Then, one night, the comfortable routine shattered.

The front door to the suite slammed open, startling you from your show. You looked over the love seat just in time to see In-Ho clutching his shoulder, rushing into his room, and slamming the door shut. You knew you should’ve left it, but your curiosity got the better of you. You silently shuffled to his door and cracked it open, seeing his room empty. Then you heard a pained grunt from the joining bathroom.

Quickly, you went to open the bathroom door and were horrified at what you saw. There was your husband, down to a black tank top, with blood seeping from a bullet hole in his shoulder.

He turned to you, holding gauze to the wound. “Y/N, you shouldn’t see this, just- “

You ignored him, shuffling around in a close cabinet for a first aid kit. Upon finding it, you moved past him to sit on the sink, facing him. You wanted to flush at the close contact, but instead ripped open an alcohol pad package and began to dab at the gory scene.

In-Ho grunted at the sudden sting but allowed you to clean and wrap his wound. After so many nights of cleaning his injuries alone, it was nice to have someone take care of him. He never would’ve allowed it before, much less expected it.

He went to speak before noticing your hands shaking, the gauze held in them falling to the ground. Worry flooded his mind as he took one of your hands in his, the other tilting your face to look at him. Your eyes were red, tears falling silently down to stain your clothes. “Hey, hey, it’s okay, I’m going to be okay,” he tried.

“Please don’t leave me,” he heard you whimper.

It was a simple sentence. But enough for him to pull you into a tight embrace, one hand cradling your head to his good shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere, love.”

“You came in in such a hurry and I came to see you and just the blood- oh my god the blood, In-Ho, I’m so scared, I’m so worried. I don’t want to lose you.” The words tumbled out of you like water from a faucet, your thoughts right out in the open. You had never expected to admit you cared for him in a blood-soaked bathroom, but that seemed to be how it turned out.

In-Ho was shocked by the sudden admission. He knew he cared about you, but he never would’ve expected you to return the feelings. The start to your relationship was so messy, so uncertain. He feared that if he said anything, he would ruin what good there was.

But your words touched him. He adored you. And when he was bandaged, and in a clear head, he would tell you just that.

In that moment though, he kissed your forehead and whispered to you, “I’m not leaving. I’m here as long as you’ll have me.”

[sorisooyaa]

I'M SOO HAPPY YOU LIKE IT 😁😊😊😊

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@sorisooyaa — You know how much I love you right ? ! 😭😭 this so freaking beautiful — am in love!

Your artistry is breathtaking — never stop or am sending Lú after you!

I can stare as this for hours! — please everyone, go support my friend ! ! — she's fabulous with graphics 😍 ♥️

[eunoiaastralwings]

featuring haldir x @shalinizhara (because I miss the great haldir conversations we had)

fandom tolkien- the lord of the rings

a/n an ‘in your face’ to tolkien estate 2.0 pretend oropher snd rúmil are speaking in sindarin

haldir watched as his elleth conversed with that cheerful ellon from her home. Her eyes were sparkling with each laugh, making his eyes start twitching.

He tried to stop, remain calm, Lindir was just an old friend after all. There was no reason for his usually stoic appearance to twitch.

His hand unknowingly tightened on the glass of wine he held, when she moved closer to Lindir, when he wanted to whisper something in her ear. A light crack made him look down.

It ran along the middle, another tough hold would definitely break it.

Before he could react Rúmil grabbed the glass from him.

"Why brother? Is this why they say jealousy is powerful?"

He asked incredulously.

Orophin quickly answered, inspecting it as if it was an unknown weapon.

"I think so, little brother, look how it cracked with a single hold" he snickered.

Haldir held back a groan.

"It is not jealously" the oldest muttered lowly, much to enjoyment of his younger brothers.

"Then what may it be, big brother?" Orophin asked, almost too eagerly.

Haldir ignored the question and forced his eyes on his plate at the untouched food.

"You know, if I didn't know any better I think the elleth you are courting much prefers the company of dear lindir" his youngest said.

Haldir snapped his eyes up at this, the distance between his dark-haired elleth and lindir seemed to have grown smaller.

He didn't know what happened, one minute he was seated beside his brothers, the next he was suddenly upon the two elves- one being his beloved and the other a friend of sorts.

Poor lindir almost jumped at the sudden appearance of the marchwarden, the elleth however, was calm, definitely used to his sudden appearances.

"Haldir, meleth, you are here. You must listen to his story of the twins. I can't stop laughing" his elleth said with eyes that beamed. Her wide smile made him frown, harder than he should have.

"Oh yes, well it happened this one afternoon. They were supposed to be training but they decided it was good idea to cut Erestor's favorite rose bush and place it as flower crown on Glorfindel..."

Her smile widened more as the story continued, deeply immersed in it. Haldir though, Lindir's words didn't even know go in one ear to come out the other.

"Stop smiling so much, he will get the wrong idea!"

The words quickly flew out.

Words with no thoughts.

His elleth jumped this time. Her dark eyes blinking up at him in confusion.

"W-what?"

Haldir only noticed then, he attracted the eyes of many elves around them. Lindir gulped, face flustered.

With a mutter under his breath just for his own ears, Halidir quickly exited from the scene. His eyes refused to look at his brothers, he already knew of the smug looks on their faces.

The elleth sat there, her eyes wide in surprise and confusion.

"I think you should talk to him" her friend offered. She nodded and thanked him for understanding. She ran after her marchwarden. She hated how fast he was able to exit and have himself perched on the highest branch of one of the many tall trees in a matter of seconds.

With a roll of her eyes, she carefully climbed up to him. But the dress she wore almost made it impossible.

"I can't believe you are making me climb this tree with this long dress on, Haldir. And did you have to sit on the highest possible branch?" she asked despite with the knowledge that she will not receive an answer.

It wasn't until the second last branch, her dress really became a disadvantage and her clumsiness to kick in. Her dress caught on the branch with her foot and she slipped.

With an yelp she lost her footing. Though a strong hand caught her wrist and pulled her with ease. Carefully to place her correctly on the branch.

His elleth blushed at being caught clumsy again. She was not like the other elleths. Though she had grace, beauty and a kind heart, the clumsiness made her more human.

It was always amusing to the marchwarden.

"Thanks" she said lowly.

Haldir nodded and sat down, again.

"Are you going to tell me what happened back there?"

"Nothing, other than the fact how you seem to very much enjoy the company of your friend."

The elleth let out a light laugh placing herself beside him.

"Wait, is my mighty marchwadern... jealous? Do I really smell jealousy from you?

"Why does everyone keep saying that?"

His elleth was laughing with tears, throwing her head back.

"Beacause you are, meleth" she chirped.

"I am not" he retorted.

She placed her on hand on his.

"While I'm flattered you feel this. I must tell you, you don't need to be, you are the only one my heart sings for, Haldir. Lindir is my friend. My dear childhood friend, whom I missed so much. He's like a brother, in all honesty. I simply missed him, and wanted catch up with life in Rivendell. That is all."

"That is all?"

"Yes, melelth nin, that is all. My truest smiles are all for you" she confirmed.

"So no need to get jealous, my mighty marchwarden" she said with a giggle and a pinch of his cheeks.

She very much loved how she could make her mighty marchwarden's pointy ears coat in a bright red color. Her jealous mighty marchwarden.