#don't judge me pls

[lamemaster]

Yandere the Silmarillion Elves

Request: Hello! May I request yandere headcanons for Maeglin and Maglor (separately), perhaps with a human reader? Also, I really love your blog you write incredible stories :))

Pairings: Maeglin x human reader & Maglor x human reader

Genre: Dark themes. Maeglin's is gorey >"<

AN: Thank you for requesting this! I enjoy writing dark themes and this definitely was my cup of tea. I hope you like it.

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Maeglin- (yandere reader)

A mangled mess of limbs was how you found him, withering beneath the ruins of the fallen city.

Somehow, against all odds, he lived. An amalgamation of mass bound to a body. Condemned to survive in a body tortured by death’s refusal to grant him peace.

He had endured this state for nearly a year, trapped between life and death, as if the world itself were determined to deny him release.

And then, there was you. As a wandering bandit, the sight of Gondolin’s ruins had seemed a fortune, a treasure mine promising riches to last a lifetime.

Yet amid the remnants of shattered stone and splintered wooden furniture, there he lay—the last survivor of the city’s fall. The one who instigated it all.

The incestuous bastard who, miraculously, had survived it. Every elven bards’ latest villain, the one sung of in recent ballads with curses on their lips.

You lifted the broken elf, cradling his twisted form—if his position could even be called that. His eyes, devoid of lids, remained fixed on you, unblinking, raw from months of crying out for help that never came. Gods, even now, he was beautiful.

Thus began your labor. Five days passed as you set bones that had grown crooked with time, wrapped him in scraps of cloth salvaged from the ruins, and nursed him with poppy milk poured into his helpless lips. With his face streaked by dried tears, he grew drowsy, finally slipping into fevered dreams.

As he lay shivering in your arms, lost in visions of a life that had abandoned him, you brushed your hand over his unmarred skin, tracing the contours of his trembling eyelids.

You murmured softly, your voice a mix of promise and threat ���I would never let anyone hurt you. They’d have to get through me first... and believe me, they wouldn’t make it.” As if your reassurance could pull him back from his dreams of the past life without you.

Here, in the grave of his past, he was yours. No one would come for the one even death had forsaken. He was yours alone, bound by fate’s cruelty and your own claim upon him.

Cupping his damp cheek, you grinned, a glint of madness in your eyes. “My darling incestuous bastard,” you whispered, a low cackle slipping from your lips.

Maglor- (yandere character)

Maglor would follow you into death. Not even Eru Himself could hope to take you from him. No one would ever take what was his, not again.

The wedding was swift. In fact, the secondborn Fëanorian had insisted upon it within weeks of meeting you, brushing aside your hesitations with fervent kisses.

Your concerns about the doom of mortality were hushed in whispers and promises; if death was a gift granted to Men, then Maglor would seize it back from its giver. His breaths would ebb and flow with yours. Nothing could alter that.

It was all he could do now. Time had sharpened his resolve, even blunted the burns of the Silmaril, leaving behind only faint scars.

He had glamoured away his past, letting his skin heal so he could become the perfect lover for you, forsaking his true name for a new one.

Peldis, he called himself. A mountain elf from distant valleys. By sheer luck, you hadn’t noticed the faint scent of brine lingering about him, nor the care he took in combing his tangled hair until it shone.

You hadn’t glimpsed the quiet ferocity with which he shed his former self to stand before you, a stranger made whole in the reflection of your wants.

It had been one fateful night, when the ache of the Silmaril consumed him, that he’d first seen you.

Or rather, he’d caught sight of you wading in moonlit waters, bare as the light itself, utterly unguarded. He hadn’t looked away. The years had been long, and the Fëanorian had been starved.

The vision of silvery moonlight tracing your body had entranced him, struck him with a longing sharper than any oath. 

You were it, he thought. The Silmaril reborn. Perhaps even better than any of his father’s works. You were more than a cursed jewel.

Like a viper shedding its skin, Maglor transformed himself into Peldis. A convenient presence in your village, a simple trader of carved wooden combs.

It had not taken him long to notice the way your own hair flowed down your back like silk, and he knew, watching you, that you would come to him.

From offering a delicate comb for your hair to placing the ring upon your finger, Maglor had orchestrated each moment, each touch.

The songs of your fairytale romance made it easy to draw you into his arms, into the warmth of your bed, far from prying eyes and whispers.

And there, as he held you close, his touch guiding you deeper into his embrace, he tugged your soul into a quiet submission, bending your will and your mind to his desire.

Maglor knew what was best for you. And in this life, that place was here, wrapped in his arms, your heart tethered to his.

Even in the harmony of the Timeless Halls, yours would be the song he would compose. His muse. His beloved. You were his, now and forever.

[kamal-nayan]

I just remembered my first childhood crush was king Vikram from the adventures of king Vikram💀

Who was your first childhood crush?

Don't judge me pls😭😭

[yunnd3]

:(((...

[cynicalband1396]

Excuse my baby, she was raised by a evil colonizer who taught her not to be merciful nor have sympathy for others, is afraid of said colonizer, she was raised to be a perfectionist and the greatest warrior from her nation and, also, has abandonment issues since her mother and everyone she trusted left her :(

[polyhedraldreamgirl]

The only way I was ever not going to save Treviso is if I could manage this ...

[fernywashere]

winter king x lizard

.・゜゜・ a new map

♡ bonus:

[multiverseanimecrossover]

[northgirl09]

Some ✨Morzatorix✨ stuff

He had had a really unpleasant day. Some of the prisoners he wanted to execute had committed suicide, and Durza was taking way too much time bringing back the egg- after all, he suffered without his stone.

Galbatorix entered his room and dismissed his servants from his appartments, and there, lying on his bed, he had the surprise to see Morzan, dressed in red as always, with his shirt slightly opened and reading a book. He raised a brow:

- «What are you doing here?

Morzan lifted his head and smiled a bit:

- I was... reading.

He gestured vaguely in the direction of the library covering the wall at the left. A thought crossed Galbatorix's wicked mind.

- I can leave if you want...

- Oh no. Stay where you are.»

[starry-eyed-clown]

This is more or less an oc lineup, but also not really because these are not even half of my ocs T-T

I made this bc I need to actually draw clean lineart every few months!! Yayyyy!

(Ignore that wonky height chart btw I picked a rdm one)

[blogofsara]

Some Reactions at Rozetta's F-word against her mother: Emilio Fuller

Emilio be' like: "Oh no, what have I done?" 😂. (In case you don't remember, Emilio told Rozetta to vent and say what she's always wanted to say).

[8-narii-8]

Most akward thing? Friends asking for Smut recs Like dude what u're about to see is between us and god

[jkvjimin]

even in my game these 3 are attached by the hip

[casually-prish]

looking back at old writing...

it was so good?? like yeah, there was like one hundred and ten spelling mistakes and most of is cringy and lacks actually good writing etc, but the wit?? the humour??

here's an example:

‘Wow man,’ Tommy says, looking confused and stopping, ‘What is your problem? You need therapy or just some kind of a bloody hobby if you stalk kids for fun.’

The guy stops for a second, clearly looking upset. Tommy can mess with anyone’s feelings. It’s his toxic trait. Or so Wilbur says so.

‘I don’t need therapy,’ he says, his face in a deep frown.

‘You do,’ Tommy says with a nod, ‘I can make a referral if you like.’

Tommy cannot make a referral but it would be nice to say so. 

There is silence. Tommy sighs and turns around to leave. Some people need help in life, honestly.

and bro manages to get this stalker arrested?? by biting him?? and then proceeds to make finger guns at a police officer??

i think maybe i am growing too old. my creative juices are drying up just like the prophecy of children foretold. or maybe i've not found a muse as interesting as fanfiction Tommyinnit. he was pretty neat. maybe i'll try write about him again. maybe.

[rius-cave]

This idea would just NOT leave my head. Listen Adam is fucking awful I want him to get obliterated

There's also uh, an "extra" on Twitter if you wanna see that lol (+18)

[glow-youyoumu]

⛩️ SHRINE MAIDEN WRAPPED ⛩️

This year you...

Grazed 3283 BULLETS ⭕️

Resolved 2 INCIDENTS ☯️

Exterminated 27 YOUKAI 👺

Kissed 12 WOMEN 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

Drank 907 cups SAKE 🍶

Timed out 50 SPELL CARDS 🎴

Went to HELL 4 times 🔥

Received ¥1900 DONATIONS 💸

[blogofsara]

Some Reactions at Rozetta's F-word against her mother: David Jones and Heaven Oberman

David be' like: "Honey, remind me to never get on Rozetta's bad side...." 😂 Heaven on the other hand is worried about her adoptive daughter, poor thing 🥺. (Summary: in this scene they behave like two worried parents).