#the dark lord and lady of light

[martanis]

MORFYDD CLARK and CHARLIE VICKERS » San Diego Comic Con '24 → London World Premiere '24

[crazychicke]

Benedict & Sophie from An Offer from a Gentleman

[tired0artist]

| Celebrían & Galadriel |

in this au celebrían is supposed to be halbrand’s (sauron’s) daughter

[halbrannatar]

The Dark Lord and The Lady of Light

Charlie Vickers and Morfydd Clark 👑

[autumnteawithfriends]

Is this funny or is it just me

[yoursghouly]

“You have no power here, servant of Morgoth.

You are nameless… faceless… formless.

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

[pursuitseternal]

“Forbidden Fruit,” a Hades x Persephone Haladriel fic tastes all the sweeter… when such things are forbidden

Second Age One Shot… when the King of Darkness takes the Lady of Light to be the Queen of his Shadowlands.

Read on AO3

Saurondriel | Explicit | 4K One shot

CW: lurking, voyerism, Greek mythology tones, and *ahem* Pomegranate s*x

A gift to @cliffdivingsblog with thanks to @marimosalad and @myfavouritelunatic for their reading and insights 🍇

Oft, when she would fall under the pull of sleep, he sent his shadows to soften her eyes and murmur words of love in her pointed ear. Words saturated with desire, verses that praised her beauty more than the Lamps that once lit distant shores. He sent his yearning for her on their whispering, tickling breath, seeping into her dreams until she smiled as she awoke.

But words and whispers, pining and watching would no longer satisfy him.

Lord Sauron would take her for his own. To make her a queen, stronger than the foundations of earth in which he dwelt.

That day, in place of his ravens, he came to hide in the shades of the grove himself, his cloak black as night to cover his pale flesh. Lest her eyes should see him. Her voice drifted on the breeze, humming melody after melody as she sat herself in her usual spot by the river, nestled between the roots of her favorite willow. Then he emerged.

Read on AO3

[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. 😿

[chaoticallymuse]

Kit and Ty : Forgiveness

Ty said, “How long do you think it will take you to forgive me?” "I don't know," he said. "But not now," Ty said in the smallest voice. "No," Kit said. "Not Now."

- Secrets of Blackthorn Hall

"But remember that forgiveness too is a power. To beg for it is a power, and to withhold or bestow it is a power, perhaps the greatest. Maybe none of this is about control. Maybe it isn't really about who can own whom, who can do what to whom and get away with it, even as far as death. Maybe it isn't about who can sit and who has to kneel or stand or lie down, legs spread open. Maybe it's about who can do what to whom and be forgiven for it. Never tell me it amounts to the same thing."

- Margaret Atwood

For @tys-kitty

[karebeast]

Darkness and the Light

🎶MUSIC🎶

DO NOT STEAL, DO NOT PROFIT, DO NOT REUPLOAD

Finally some actual art with these two

Lord Sainterious and Lady Adara ™ @karebeast

[martanis]

MORFYDD CLARK AND CHARLIE VICKERS for EW photographed by SOPHY HOLLAND

[darklinaforever]

Child of light. Child of darkness.

Child of love. Child of hate.

Child of war. Child of sorrow.

Child of chaos. Child of balance.

[tired0artist]

| The Temptation of Galadriel |

[greypetrel]

A moment of peace, between faking not to be home when Saruman calls on the Palantir and trying to find a way to move the giant spider without killing her.

More Dark Lady AU, these two needed a moment of quiet to spill some tea and discuss. Because running a Dark Land and being this stylish takes up a lot of energy, you wouldn't believe.

Oh well by the way there's also something written related to this if you'd like.

Flats and inks under the cut, I am now happily announcing you that they're also matching each other's clothes, someone stop them.

[cliffdivingsblog]

WIP ping pong

Thank you for tagging @pursuitseternal

A little something from the next chapter of Consume, a dark Melkor/Varda romance.

Are you afraid of the Dark?

Melkor is even more insufferable the next time Varda goes to meet him. All smug grin, showing slightly too pointy teeth and sly, glittering dark eyes that watch her every move hungrily.

Like a snake in the grass, waiting to strike the moment its prey is close enough. And she has decided to be at his mercy voluntarily.

Or at least is pretending to.

She plays the intrigued-against-her-will maiden to perfection, inwardly rolling her eyes at the way he goads her into coming into the Void with him by appealing to her pride. “And I doubt my brother will allow his bride to accompany me to the Void.”

He probably honestly thinks he is subtle.

“I don‘t need Manwë‘s permission for anything,“ she tells him with a willful toss of her hair. Varda can guess he does not want to get her alone for any innocent reason.

Will he really attempt to harm her? As much as she distrusts him, she is reluctant to believe that even Melkor will sink that low, that he will go so far to hurt his brother.

It does not matter though. If he is innocent no harm will come of this. And if he isn’t… Varda lets her power rise up, a few sparks catching in her balled fist. Then she will be prepared for anything he tries. And finally prove to Manwë his brother is beyond any hope of salvation.

“Of course not.” Melkor offers her his hand with another challenging smile, palm up, fingers curled. The darkness around him deepens, either purposefully or because his powers react to the wild anticipation flaming up in his eyes.

“Well then, prepared to touch the darkness, sister?” he breathes, that smooth voice a taunting caress, a few shadowy tendrils reaching for her eagerly, making her flowing white dress flutter around her.

Should she be afraid now? Varda wonders. Instead all she feels is fierce determination, a nearly violent urge to show him his place, to prove that not everyone will cower before the dark force of his power without resistance.

“Show me.” She says boldly as she puts her hand in his. His fingers are surprisingly cool as they close around hers just a tad too firmly. A strange feeling settles into her stomach when she realizes it is the first time they touch.

His smile turns downright menacing as he pulls her closer with a sharp tug, his magic and the warmth of his body a disconcerting presence against her. “Come.”

“What? Now?” she gasps as the world shifts around them, a surge of his power bringing them to the nearest point where the Veil between worlds is thin, the Void only a step away.

“Why not?” Those cunning eyes watch her with rapt attention, daring her to back down as he gestures at the telltale reflection in front of them, the air there flickering, showing little glimpses of a dim, foreign sky and swirling shadows. “Or is the One‘s favorite daughter afraid of the dark?”

Tagging @marimosalad @scriberated @thrillofhope @myfavouritelunatic @myrsinemezzo @bad-surprise @coraleethroughthelookingglass @jhalya @klynnvakarian

[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