#wrap ring

[treasurecovejewels]

Spiral fish ring in hammered and antiqued brass.

[arkisilver]

Silver Snake Ring for Men at XY ELEMENT

[missradiantjewels]

[hyunpic]

240821 hynjinnnn instagram live

[cheeseproducts]

Oh, don't mind me, just trying to assimilate all Lilin souls into one being and all, nothing big. No no, take your time, it's cool. I don't mind.

[masterelrond]

@lotr20 | Day 7 ↳ 20th anniversary of The Return of the King

For Frodo the Halfling, it is said, at the bidding of Mithrandir took on himself the burden, and alone with his servant he passed through peril and darkness and came at last in Sauron's despite even to Mount Doom; and there into the Fire where it was wrought he cast the Great Ring of Power, and so at last it was unmade and its evil consumed.

[mobius-m-mobius]

(i n / s p)

[self-destructinganimal]

He looks like such a child here I am unwell. Please someone, protect this innocent soul

[deadshadowcreature]

Redesigning Ink Nezha 🖋🪷

[girltoya]

Old prsk events are so short compared to newer ones damn. I blame the fact that they started making the characters question and repeat everything that’s said ever for why they’re longer now. Someone will say something like “Let’s make a new song!” and we’ll have to go around the room as everyone goes “a new song?” “eh?”. Yes girl that’s what they said. They meant business back in the day. No time for dillydallying. From one thing to the next in the blink of an eye

[oaksentinel]

SixFanarts for my latest VK anniversary

[myusuchaa]

༊·˚ wrapped in wicked romance spin off - vogel : a date with darius

࿐pairing: Darius x f!reader ࿐scenario: Victor has assigned you a day of lover pretend with one of the Crown or Vogel members. Much to your surprise, Dari quickly volunteers. The deal? He is your boyfriend until dinnertime. Unless... ࿐wc: 1.2K ࿐tags: light R18, roleplay, light degradation, invasion of space, teasing, clit rubbing with foreign object ࿐a/n: hullo~ this idea came to me in a fever dream literally. basically this series is meant to mimic the endings/epilogues of the wrapped event we got with the Crown boys! i'm starting to hyperfixate on dari.... i thought it would be ring who would win me over from vogel but alas.. something about dari's effervescent voice skdfhjsd and he's cute!! hehe. anyway i wanted to write something for vogel since they weren't included in the welcome event wrapped in wicked romance! hope you enjoy~~ next will be ring then nica.

-> ༊ a date with ring coming soon

-> ༊ a date with nica coming soon

After a long day of pretending to be Darius's lover, you are all but relieved to part ways with him now that dinner has ended.

Not that there was anything wrong with his company per se; you quite enjoyed your time with him - learning more about his likes, dislikes, his mannerisms.

You learned he has a childlike innocence to him, with his fickle nature and interesting eating habits. You two wandered about London in the morning before stopping at a café that finally had a scone and hot drink to his liking (picky boy). His treat, of course. At midday, you assisted him in note taking at his scheduled meetings. In public, he called you his "adorable doll", acting quite dignified and showing you off among the other international noblemen and parliamentary members. In the carriage ride back to the castle in late afternoon, he gently held your hand to help you in and out, smiling softly while watching your every move.

It was, in the truest sense of the word, a splendid day with him.

However, there were times when the conversation between you two stopped and the silence was so pronounced that you could hear your own heartbeat. In those seemingly harmless seconds, void of meaning, you swear you caught a glimpse of him as something other than a honey-eyed, gregarious gentleman.

Something imposing, something dark.

As if a shadow of a hand stretched behind your neck while you weren't looking, the sensation causing gooseflesh to rise. As if an uncanny feeling gurgled its way up from the depths of doubt and made itself a reality before you.

"Mm?" he inquired, "What is this spacey expression you wear on your face?"

The bright tone of his voice snapped you back into the moment. You must have gotten lost in your thoughts again... just how many times has that happened today?

"Ah, I'm sorry, it's nothing! I was just thinking back on the day..." you quickly cover up any sign of curiosity. "Thank you very much for treating me so well today, I had a good time."

"Why of course," he retorted, a prideful expression graced his face as he closed his eyes slowly in satisfaction.

"I'm surprised a normal little girl like you could keep up with the demanding schedule of Crown and Vogel members... But!! In any case, perhaps it was because of this pretense between us, that you enjoyed yourself so?"

Both of you stood in the hallway outside of the main dining room. The sunset was in full bloom on the horizon, sending golden rays onto the wall curtains akin to the locks of his bangs that draped his eyes. You look down at the notepad you are holding, fidgeting with the pages, and he turns to watch the slow drop of the sun outside while waiting for your response.

"I'm still not sure why Victor suggested this," you hestiantly reply, "but… yes, perhaps. Though I think that, even if we weren't pretending...," 

He listens to you while keeping his focus on the windows. Timidly, you continue, "..whether I was... with you in that way or not..," the corners of the pages curl with your nervousness, "... I would have still enjoyed your company."

Immediately you regret that last line. Damn!

Like a trained predator waiting for the first sound of its prey, Darius's eyes instantly cast a discerning side glance, his face still toward the window. Then, painfully slow, he turns his head to face you, keeping his eyes locked on yours all the while. 

Ah… this again. 

The sound of the grandfather clock at the end of the hallway was deafening.

*tic.. toc.. tic.. toc..*

It was absolute torture, these seconds. 

“Haahhh…,” a sigh? No, a scoff left his lips as he took one step toward you. Suddenly you are filled with dread and…  anticipation.

Another step. 

He’s looking down. With the third step he will have closed the distance between you two. It takes everything in you not to step back. You instinctively pull your hands behind your back and swallow.

The third step echoes like an angel’s bell, the sound bouncing across the high ceilings and landing on your sensitive eardrums.

Mere centimeters away from you, Darius raises his eyes to meet yours while keeping his head hung slightly. The now darker, golden sunset rays hit his back and cast a black shadow on his fur coat and curly eyelashes. Yet his eyes remain a gleaming gold.

In this position he looks like a mischievous little boy. That smirk on his face, so unassuming and yet so demanding. 

His head still cocked to one side, he leans into your ear and whispers in a melodic voice, “You are faaar too trusting, Miss Fairytale Keeper.” He lifts one hand up to your face, bringing his fingers to sweep across your cheekbone and downward until he grabs and lifts your chin. 

“Ngh- Dari–!!”

“Shhhhhhh, shhhh,” with his other hand he waves his index finger *no* in front of your face which is locked-in by his grip, taunting you as if you did something naughty. He then slowly brings that index finger to your lips while shushing you.

“When I’m this close, I can’t help but be more intrigued by you,” he almost growls. “Such an innocent human girl, and yet these features…,” his finger traces your lips sensually, “...are practically begging to do that which should be left……unspoken.”

His sing-songy voice seemed to fill the entire hall with his presence. Even though you felt trapped against him and the wall, you can’t help but linger on the image he painted in your mind. More time alone with Darius… didn’t seem half bad.

“I-, I wouldn’t say I’m too trusting…,” you manage to squeak out. “I think I can decide for myself who to listen to, and what to do.” You try to stand your ground against him - first out of defiance, but second because you were strangely curious about what he may do to you next.

Your face grew hot as he kept his hand on your chin. 

“Ohh?”

With his eyebrow raised and a lustful and scheming look in his eyes, he brings up his cane and presses it across your neck, belting you in. He drags the ornate hand-knob down your chest, ribcage, and waist, until it settles nicely in the warm nook between your thighs. Giving it a light twist, he chuckles. 

“Tell me, my dear, sweet girl…,” Darius hums as he continues to twirl his cane into your folds. The smallest moan escapes your lips. “Do you think Crown could bear to part with their precious Robin?” An intoxicating fresh and luxurious scent rolls over you, along with the warmth of his breath. “Dare to entertain me?”

“That… I don’t know if I-” you mumble, squeezing your legs together a bit. Before you could finish, Darius cut you off by abruptly stepping back, leaving your face free from his grasp and your tingling heat yearning for more. 

“Ahhh, an ordinary human, after all,” he muses and pouts, his voice tinged with disappointment.

Without turning to look back at you, he begins walking away to his room, leaving you frozen still against the wall. He waves a hand in the air as if to bid adieu. 

“Goodnight, Miss Fairytale Keeper,” he says demurely before he turns the corner. His voice was distant, yet the shadow of his presence was still rooting you in your spot. 

After you caught your breath, you meekly said goodnight to yourself before trudging back to your room.

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by myusuchaa, please do not steal

[jeanne-de-valois]

Local gentleman not prepared for his romantic comedy adventure to suddenly take a turn for the tragic, news at 11

[kultofathena]

[elerrinacrownedwithstars]

The idea that only Ulmo or Nienna care about Middle-earth and do anything to help Eruhini is a strange misconception because Tolkien pretty clearly shows that at least Manwë is watching very closely what's going on and sometimes even interferes? It's just that the Valar mostly seem to work through the elements they represent, which if you think about it is pretty neat.

Like there are various instances where the wind acts up suddenly, causing storms or rising in just the right moment (as in ROTK, clearing the air for the Rohirrim and speeding Aragorn's journey as he sails for Minas Tirith)

And even more obviously, the Eagles. Tolkien specifically says that the Eagles are Manwë's advocates in Middle-earth, providing miraculous aid when all else fails. Without the Eagles, Beren and Lúthien's quest would have failed and Huor would not have got to Gondolin (which then would have prevented Eärendil's success or even meant he was never born). They give crucial aid to Gandalf more than once. The Eagles also help Fingon to save Maedhros, because Manwë "would not wholly abandon the Noldor". Tolkien recognises that the Eagles are "deus ex machina", and in this case, the meaning is quite literal.

Then there are the Istari, envoys of the Valar: while there is proof of only Gandalf's success, even just the efforts of one of the Wizards was enough to bring down Sauron.

As for Ulmo, you could argue that he is responsible for the whole Eärendil and Elwing arc - and that it was a job between him and Manwë. It's Manwë's Eagles that bring Huor to Gondolin, and Ulmo later sends Huor's son Tuor into the hidden city. Tuor and Eärendil both get sea-longing in their hearts. During the flight of the survivors of Gondolin, Eagles are again present and bring up the body of Glorfindel, making you wonder whether they would have interfered more in the Balrog fight if Glorfindel had not stepped up to protect the refugees - and Eärendil, the fated saviour of Middle-earth. Also, Ulmo rescues Elwing when she casts herself into the sea, turning her into a bird so that she can fly to find Eärendil. Water and air and birds keep showing up in the stories of Eärendil and Elwing and if that's not proof of Manwë and Ulmo's plotting, I don't know what is. I mean, it's even said in the first pages of the Silmarillion that they are fast friends and closely allied from the beginning! Eärendil becoming a star also in a weird way even combines the elements of Ulmo, Manwë, and Varda: bearing the Silmaril, Eärendil sails an immortal ship in the sea of heaven and stars, forever as a sign of hope to the Children of Ilúvatar.

What about the other Valar? If we keep in mind that they chiefly work through the elements they represent, their abilities to interfere are limited (and this is a self-imposed limitation clearly). Yavanna's creation of the Ents proves to be a pretty great one in The Two Towers, although you can argue to what degree she is influencing the events. More obviously In Shelob's lair, Sam calls for Varda, and the light of the phial of Galadriel comes alive in his hand and smites the great spider, helping Sam to defeat the monster. Also, during Sam and Frodo's desperate march through the hellscape that is Mordor, Sam yearns for a little bit of light and water to hearten him - and lo and behold, he gets these exact things as if Varda and Ulmo personally delivered.

In other words, the Valar are a lot more active in Middle-earth than they get credit for, and they work in subtle and indirect ways because only then can they make sure they don't accidentally kill a lot of the Children.