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She wasn’t happy, but then she wasn’t unhappy. She wasn’t anything. But I don’t believe anyone is a nothing. There has to be something inside, if only to keep the skin from collapsing.

John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley (via wordsnquotes)

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“And how fortunate I am to have such a bride” he replied, chuckling deeply. His warm smile, however, faded into an expression of concern as he smoothed a hand over Aredhel’s hair.

“But my love, you must know, that whatever fears and faults you have, you may confide in me. I will help you carry them. As you have done for me”

He gently pulled back, hands on her shoulders. “What is it that’s brought these though, Aredhel?”

     “You’re blinded by your love of me, you know. There are many who may be considered better, you know.” She replied. “Though thank every fate in existence that that blindness exists. May you always be blind in my favor, Beloved Thunderer.”

     His distance brought a frown, and his question caused a sigh, her shoulders slumping as her gaze turned to the ground for a moment. She’d hoped she might just melt to his embrace--- but he was more caring than that, she should have known. Thor, though gentle and loving, was one who worried for his loved ones, and would not rest until they were at peace. “I angered one by mistake, and my mistakes refuse to leave me in peace. I would prefer that anger had been my response, for then at least I’d feel more than I feel at present. Instead  my thoughts haunt me, Thor.” Her eyes met his his with the vulnerability she felt. “And I don’t know what to do.”

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“I can accept that.” Curufin tilted his head in acknowledgement of her reasoning. He smiled letting go of her. “If you wouldn’t mind. I do not mind the occasional hug, but… well I am sure you remember that I much prefer small gifts as signs of affection.” He could count on one hand the number of people that could regularly get away with such demonstrations without issue or warning. “Well then, moonstone, I shall ask you now if you have any requests for your next gift from me.”

    Aredhel nodded in understanding, backing away to a more reasonable distance, leaving a last token of affection as a kiss on the cheek. Gifts he mentioned... and she bit her lip in thought, they were not her forte, though if it was the best way to bestow affection upon him she would. “As you wish.” She finally replied. “I will keep such things to a minimum then, I promise. Though I cannot think of a thing for a gift-- not for myself anyway. Forgive me, cousin, but I’m not used to gifts I’m afraid.”

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     ❝I am no Lord, my Lady, but a simple Marchwarden,❞ he smiled at her gently, tilting his head to the side. ❝Beleg will suffice if it pleases you.❞ He was, most certainly, astonished with her beauty. There were tales of the daughters of Finwë and how beautiful they were, but Beleg never believed he would cross paths with one of them.  The wink and the squeezing of his hand merely lead him to turn his gaze down, a scarlet color filling his cheeks, as his dark eyes moved upwards once more to take it the beauty of her countenance once more.

     The other Lords who accompanied her seemed to carry amused smiles that they were containing, for the sake of Beleg’s own self, he was far too obvious towards any other beautiful Elven Maid. None in Doriath seem to had caught his attention, since he was always concerned with his duties, occupied, not sparing a moment to take a breath and appreciate the beautiful woods that even surrounded him. Perhaps Aredhel would be precisely what he needed.

     ❝We shall,❞ he realized he stood there for far too long, the other Lords keeping their amused smiles to themselves. He was quite perceptive ———— per times it was a blessing, in others, a curse. ❝I apologize, My Lady, we are not properly used to having visitors crossing through Doriath. If I may ask, which friends will you seek on the edge of the forest?❞ dark eyes glanced upon her as the walking begun. ❝Our woods are safe with the Girdle of Melian, our Queen, yet beyond the borders we will not be able to guarantee your safety…❞ he spoke such words to the care of the Fëanorians that he knew, still wandered through these woods.

     A simple marchwarden named ‘Beleg’, he said, though his blush was something which Aredhel took mild amusement in, the prospect of making him turn red at her mere playfulness something she was looking forward to. There were few who reacted so to her boldness, and she took a strange pleasure in knowing she would not be without ability to have some fun while here. “Beleg it shall be then, simple Marchwarden.” she lightly teased, already taking to his personality in curiosity of knowing more.

     She could sense the shaken heads of her companions without even seeing them, a soft whisper among them confirming her suspicions as she looked behind her and saw a wry smile from Ecthelion while a smug one accompanied Glorfindel-- bets, doubtlessly. She’d have to find out the exact wager later... poor Beleg.

      Her attention returned to Beleg, and her head tilted as she sought to answer his question. “No need to apologize, I am well aware that your kin do not trust mine and therefore would not so easily allow us merely to wander about.” She replied understandingly, granted she thought it was ridiculous that their kin were not better allies-- but she as hardly in a position to speak of it. “I do not seek one outward at present, but inward. I have a cousin who resides here, your kind call her ‘Galadriel’ from what I understand.”

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                   A chuckle escaped her lips as she draped a leg over his as she moved onto his lap when he had his arms around her. She laid her forehead on his as a smile, a more genuine one, appeared upon her already fair face.

One finger was placed onto Aredhon’s phone as she pushed it down and eventually snatched it from his grasp. She tossed it to the other side of the couch. Her eyes were heavy lidded as her smile transformed into a seductive smirk.

Mairon leaned to close the distance between their lips. Her kiss was passionate and gentle– it had shown true and very genuine love for Aredhon. How could she not? He was perfect in every sense to her. He would not fluster under her very palm unlike some others, whom would mewl at her very touch. They feared the very aura and confidence she carried herself with but not Aredhon. He did not care and it caught her attention and respect. Not to mention, she worked for the greatest crime lord of Arda and her boyfriend just did not care at all.

She purred, pulling away.

❝ Fire Queen? I like that. It’s quite… fearsome but   also regal. Exactly like me, do you   not think so, mellon nin? ❞

    Aredhon snickered softly, passively giving up his phone as she took it from his grasp, his hands wandering to her waist with a roguish smirk. He always enjoyed when she got like this, and given how a moment ago he’d had to deal with problematic texts from his curious brother-- he was quite enjoying the change of both scenery and topic.

      Especially given that kiss.

       He hummed in definite appreciation. Such a minx she made, and so clever that he felt at times like a moth drawn to her flickering flames, who might burn but for her grace-- though if he did burn, he’d not regret a moment of it. He’d rather burn to ash with her than bother with any other safe choice.

       “Well I’m glad you do since I rather intend to keep that nickname for you.” he replied, his hand catching her neck so he might lavish it with affectionate kisses as much as he had her lips. “And quite fitting. Fire to warm the cold, or to consume me-- either way what bliss.” He smiled against her throat, his other arm pulling her a little closer.

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He chuckled and pressed a kiss to her lips before drawing her close. "If these are indeed your faults, knowing them makes you all the more wiser than others" An affectionate kiss was pressed to her crown. "But you are more understanding than you believe. Remember? I was not as dashing a charming as I am now" A chuckle accompanied his cheeky statement. "And here I am with the most wonderful bride"       

     Tucking her head into the crook of his neck she snuggled into Thor, his statements washing over her and filling her with warmth at his surely biased comments. “True. Wisdom comes from experience and experience from mistakes it seems. I just wish they only affected myself instead of others as well.” Her voice was thin and full of the doubts she kept to herself normally. Regret was one of the worst things to feel, she was beginning to believe, though she couldn’t deny he was right, and she chuckled in response despite the blush in her cheeks. “Well...you were always dashing...” Came her teasing response. “Else I never would have been a bride in the first place, would I?”

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“Perhaps grey. Like the sky before the days chill not dark yet not bright either just as it is. Like a cloud half light and half dark not a storm cloud though for that would be too dark.” Maglor replied thoughtfully, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, thinking of the colors that she word and what would seem darker yet not too dark for his cousin. She may be depressed for the moment, and rightly so after such a relationship ending as it had, but she was such a light being that dark colors would merely sap her energy.

“Considering your eldest brother is a musician in his spare time I’d rather worry more if you did not rhyme from time to time.” He teased her lightly, gently combing his fingers through her hair. As he did so he felt an urge to braid her hair as he had a time or two when she was little. Seeing no reason not to braid it into a more elaborate style Maglor allowed his hands to start doing so with small sections. “Maybe you should do something with your hair instead~ Come up with this elaborate style that drives your father crazy and wear it when you aren’t feeling quite like yourself.”

    “Grey...” She repeated, his word description giving her pause as she pictured the color he spoke of trying to imagine a garment in that tone. It might work well enough, perhaps not as drastic as what she had in mind but a relatively good compromise. Enough to make the message known-- but not enough to have anyone worry about her abrupt changes. Red would certainly shock in its boldness. She tucked he head into his shoulder, hoping he wouldn’t mind at her clingyness at this moment.

     Still his teasing brought a twitch of a smile to her lips, however, and she peered out the side of her eyes with a raised brow. “Is that so? Well let’s hope one day Turu’s logic rubs off on me. It would certainly be useful in situations like this.” A contented hum was her reply to her hair receiving attention and she momentarily nuzzled his cheek in approval and affection. “I could do that. There’s certainly enough hair to work with.” She said, shaking her head ever so slightly before she went still again. “Question is whether I’d be too lazy to take it out later and it’d turn into a mess.”

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His smile in reply was warm, and perhaps sad in a way. For how could he sooth his wife's troubles. "Whatever is on your heart, my love" he tilted her face upwards to press a kiss to her forehead, before leaning back to stroke the soft skin of her cheeks "even if it be naught but confusion, you may confide in me"

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    She leaned into his touch, eyes sliding closed as she pressed a kiss to his palm, her thoughts doing their best to sort out enough to put into words, for the shadow in her mind could not be translated easily. “It is confusion for the most part.” She replied looking back up to him. There was only acceptance in his eyes, as was always his gaze, a softness she rarely found in any… and yet was fortunate to find in one so loving. “Perhaps it is a wondering of whether I am capable of understanding others who are confusing to try and speak to. I’m perfectly capable of inflicting wounds on others unknowingly— and incapable of overcoming my pride enough to heal those wounds it seems.” Her head tilted. “I don’t make much sense, do I?”

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To anyone who thinks that Aredhel is in any way sane:

She isn’t. Seriously. She’s not. The woman is crazy. You’ve been warned.

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💕 Send me a ship and I’ll tell you the first 5 things that come to mind when I think about it 💕 @iwillgoalone

If it’s raining and either one is feeling angry or sad they’ll sit together and watch the rain.

Maglor internalizes his issues with expecting others to leave while Aredhel is perfectly willing to yell and walk away if she feels like she’s being slighted like this. Strangely this is a part of why they work together really well.

Both respect that the other might not tell them everything but that if they ask they will get the space they need from the other, this is especially true for Aredhel because Maglor is always willing to give her room.

Their eldest brothers were the first ones they actually told they were getting together, Fingon was pleased because Maglor is honorable and Maedhros was pleased because he knew someone wold make Maglor eat meals rather than him just putting it off indefinitely.

They both have nightmares that they wake up from, sometimes nearly screaming and other times just wanting to cling and cry, but the other is always there to offer a hug and a few words of comfort, it’s never asked what is dreamed about though because neither really wants to know about the horrors that are seen in those dreams.

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The Silmarillion aesthetic | Aredhel, The White Lady of The Noldor

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     @lordsofhimlad

I feel that I should ask what I did to deserve that~” Curufin teased her his eyes alight with amusement he couldn’t quite manage to stay relaxed but he didn’t push her away. After a second he wrapped his arms around her giving her a proper hug. “Unless it’s being an awesome cousin who makes you pretty and shiny trinkets.”

Aredhel smiled and nodded. “Yes to the ‘awesome cousin’ part... that is my main reason. Second being that I just felt the urge. It happens, I’m afraid. Though I won’t be obnoxious, I promise. I can pull away now if you’d like.” She was satisfied, after all, and given that there was still some tension in him she didn’t want to push it.

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*flies in and drops this ★ off from Arefhel for Curvo before flying back into the sunset*

 @elvellonath *puts on shipping goggles* || Send me a ★ and I’ll bold what applies to your muse.

I like you / I hate you / I dislike you/ I love you / Youare family / I would take a bullet for you / I would shoot you / I would lie toyour face / I would say something cruel to you on purpose / I would saysomething cruel to you accidentally  / Iwould cheat on you / I would physically hurt you / You annoy me/ You amuse me /I’d laugh at you / I’d laugh with you / I’d manipulate you / You scare me / Youconfuse me / I wish I knew you better / I trust you / I don’t trust you / Youinspire me / I consider you an equal / You are beneath me / You’re better thanme / I would trust you with my life / I think you’re mean / I think you’repetty / I think you’re childish / I think you’re smart / I think you’re stupid/ I think you’re a bad person / I think you’re a good person / I’m not surewhat kind of person you are / I wish you would listen to me / I want to makeyou proud / I wish you would notice me / I want to impress you / I would hurtother people for you / I’m not sure how to make you happy / I’m a bad influenceon you / You deserve better than me / We make a great team / I’d have a onenight stand with you / I’d have a relationship with you / I would marry you / Ifantasize about our life together / I would trust you with my most treasuredbelonging / I would tell you my darkest secrets / You disgust me / Youintimidate me / I hope I intimidate you / I’d hug you / I’d let you hug me  / I’m scared of losing you / I don’t think youlike me / I want to be better for you / I respect you / I don’t respect you /You’re my mentor / You’re my friend / You’re my best friend / I have a crush onyou / I could easily watch you die / I’d get drunk with you / I’d party withyou / I’d comfort you / I’d prank you / I’d spike your drink / I’d act behindyour back / I’d abandon you / I’d hurt you to get what I want / I would choosemy happiness over yours / I would choose your happiness over mine / I despisehow much I care for you / I need you / I’m dependent on you / I don’t know whatI’d do without you / I’m scared of you leaving me / I’d give my life for you / Youfrustrate me / I’d call for you in a time of need / I would protect you / I’dvisit you in hospital / I’d carry you if you were hurt / I’d feel guilty if Ihurt you / I’d let you be near me when I am vulnerable / I’d ignore a phonecall from you / I’d call you at 3am / I’d break you out of jail / I’d get angryat you / I would shout at you / You’re too loud / You’re too quiet / You’re toosensitive / You can’t take a joke / You embarrass me / I feel nothing for you /You’re reckless / You’re bossy / You bore me / I would ask your advice / Iwould blame you for something I did / I would cry in your arms / You have thepower to hurt me more than anyone else /

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Finwe & his descendants by  _star热爱生活呀巴扎嘿

Where are Faniel, Irime, Findis, Gil-Galad, Finduilas, Maeglin? *_*

And Miriel (for equity)