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doodle-pops · 11 months

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Eönwë With An Architect Reader

Request: Greatings Mina The Magnificent! If I may... can I please request either a fic or headcannons with Manwe, Eonwe or Irmo (you can pick!) x reader were they are an architect. Have you ever seen the River of Light in London (the Thames) what if their s/o did that in their town or palace area? Do you think they’d like it? Oh! Oh! What if they surprise their Godly lover with it as a gift??? Thanks for taking the time to read and consider! 🙏🏻💙 have a nice day/night! - Anon

A/N: *takes a bow* Hi Hi! I decided to write about him having an architect s/o and you building something for him, a little gift. Enjoy!

·⊰ You were a famous architect under the tutelage of Aüle and known throughout Aman for designing some of the most lavish and outstanding projects. You were also known for participating in the early designs of the city of Tirion and Alqualonde in the earliest years.

·⊰ To say that Eӧnwё was not ecstatic to have you as a partner was a lie. He was always found hovering and touching all your gadgets in your study anytime he came by while you were working.

·⊰ Most of his favourite times are when you were constructing miniature models of your latest project, commissioned by one of the great Lords or High Kings, and he would come along to act as your little helper.

·⊰ Handing you your chisel and hammer, moulding clay, and even participating in painting the buildings and structures. The only thing he wouldn’t do would be carve or place the pieces together properly.

·⊰ Eӧnwё assumed it would be child’s play when he watched as you stuck the pieces of wood together and attempted to copy. Let’s just say that it was more difficult than he expected (he glued the wrong pieces together and left out important foundations).

·⊰ After realising that he wasn’t great with building, he stuck to painting the structures and handing you all your tools while sitting back and observing you work. Expect lots of questions, like ‘what got you into this?’ or ‘how did you know you wanted to be an architect?’.

·⊰ Eӧnwё does enjoy visiting you on the construction sites while you're working. He uses his ability to fly to take you on aerial tours so you can view your creation from above. In fact, he does this a lot for all of your creations, wanting to show you the view he has of your masterpieces.

·⊰ Know that he’s you’re number one hype man/maia. Even if there was another architect who was proving to be better than you, in his eyes, you were the best and no one could outshine your brilliance. He even boasts to his fellow Maiar about your skills. If you have an opening for a new project, he’ll invite his friends and others to support you.

·⊰ During his many years of courtship, he has picked up many new skills even if he wasn’t great in the beginning with them. Soon, he’ll be building models with you and not mismatching the pieces, even giving you innovative ideas for new projects.

·⊰ As his lover, Eӧnwё wasn’t aware of the benefits of dating an architect when he came to visit you one day for a date, and you instructed him to take you elsewhere. During your courtship, you had designed a fancy getaway cabin and garden for you both (mostly him).

·⊰ He’ll ask you to take him on a tour around the area and show him all the specialities you added to the design because you always have something extra up your sleeves. When you show him the lights and decorations you’ve added, Eӧnwё is beaming, and you can see it in his puffed-up feathers.

·⊰ He couldn’t believe that you would do something so wonderful and extraordinary for him. Know that he will make use of your gift and bring you along when he wasn’t alone time. You even built him a pool so he could wash his wings whenever he needed to preen, and you must help him.

·⊰ There would be lights running along a stream that leads into the pool where he'd clean off. He would choose to preen at night or take a wash off so he could witness the colourful lights and then get lost in them, forgetting his bath.

·⊰ Sometimes during the colour-changing show, you would see his feather ruffled and puffed up in a more relaxing manner while he's busy gazing at the lights. He looks like those cats staring at pretty lights.

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cilil · 9 months

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Imagine Eönwë playing with some Elf children in Valinor and showing them how to hold their toy swords while they reenact epic battles of the First Age. He then offers to be a big bad Balrog they can fight, but one of the children lowers their toy sword despite his encouragement and just pets his wings with their small chubby hand, saying they don't want to accidentally hurt him, and Eönwë is trying so hard not to cry because a tiny incarnate being so determined not to hurt the greatest warrior among the Maiar is the most precious thing he's ever seen

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edensrose · 2 years

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Can I ask for a fluffy one shot of Eonwë and reader cuddling and having a calmling morning together? I think a fluffy one shot is perfect.

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( ❀ ) ˙ ˖ eönwë ⠀〳 reader⠀ ❜࿔

· ⊰ synopsis. you just so manage to pull your maia lover back into bed despite his attempts to get started on his busy day. of course, he is defenseless against your pleads and gives in to your need to cuddle

· ⊰ note. absolutely! I hope this is to your liking

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“My dawn,’’ he attempts.

“Eönwë,’’ you counter.

The softness of your ardour was breaking through each and every one of his defences, not that he was surprised. He might be known as the greatest of arms in all of Arda but you certainly wield an arsenal that tears him down at every waking moment. Your tender touch, your captivating kisses and not to mention, that voice of yours was akin to that of a siren. Luring him away and shattering his resolve as though it were nothing more than the glass. The same panes which pour sunlight into this very room.

The morning sun’s warmth is pale in comparison to the caress of your body flushed against his back or your arms that loop his torse, nor the feel of your hands against his bare chest with fingers tracing every indent and tone of his flesh. “I have duties, training —” he futilely tries one more. “But laying here in my arms should be of the utmost importance.’’ You oppose with a few kisses to the back of his shoulder for good measure. “Is it such a crime to lay with your bride for but a bit longer?”

A shiver crawls up his spine and Eönwë is uncertain whether it is due to the nuzzle of your soft cheek against those sensitive feathers of his folded wings, or the name that you refer to yourself as. Yes, his bride. His soon-to-be wife.

Unable to stop the smile that slips onto his lips, the herald exhales and accepts his defeat at your hand. His thumb, calloused from centuries-worth of swordsmanship, grants you a few rubs against the back of your palm before he at last turns in your hold and presses his lips to your forehead. “You certainly are persistent, my angel.’’ You can all but hum in response and mirror his smile as your arms retreat from his middle in favour of hooking around his neck instead. “I have to be with the stubborn man I call my lover.’’ He scoffs at your giggling but knows good and well you speak only from experience rather than malice. Certainly, he could be quite the stubborn man should he choose, especially when it came to his work. At times he would feel guilt pricking at his heart when he thinks back to your lonely form curling up in the bed you both shared, yearning for him whilst he pushed himself to the extremes. He could only thank Eru that you still remained ever as loyal to him despite it all — not that he doubts you in the slightest.

Eönwë’s weight begins to tip you over and soon you are yelping as you fall over onto the bed with minimal effort. As always he ensures to be wary of your smaller stature as he was well aware of the difference in size between the two of you. An arm tucks beneath your spine, caressing the small of your back for a second or two before snaking around you completely. He then shifts to the side and hoists you to his chest so that you may both lay within the soft sheets as his white, feathery wings extend to wrap around you just as his arms do.

There is a hum of delight on your tongue as you find refuge in his chest, nuzzling into the comfort of his warmth and thanking the stars above that you managed to pull him back into bed with you. At times he would leave far too early and the feel of waking up in an empty bed, void of warmth, depraved of him, had begun to leave a mark on your heart. You only wished for more time with the one that held your heart — alas, you knew that with the never-ending duties of a Chief maia, it may be asking for too much.

“I have missed you,’’ you almost fear that he will miss your words as they come from your lips like a wavering whisper in the wind. However, the benign tightening of his hold assures you that he is listening loud and clear. “I know it is selfish of me, but sometimes I wish that you could simply brush away those duties. That I can hold you like this until my heart’s content.’’

There’s a rumble of his chest, a chuckle that leaves you bashful as fingers find the top of your head. “I wish for the same, my dawn.’’ His sigh tells you that it plagues his mind just as much. “Perhaps I can take a sort of leave from my duties? Surely they will be able to hold someone in my place for a week, at the very least.’’ The smoothness of his lips finds your forehead once more, then your temple, below your lid, your cheek and soon he is kissing all across your face while you giggle and push at his chest. “Eönnnwwë,’’ the whine of his name draws another chuckle but not once does he stop. Instead, he drinks in your giggles, squeals and your gleaming countenance, hoping to paint a picture in his mind that he will carry through for the rest of the day.

“Hmm? Did you not wish for my attention?” Eönwë muses with the pads of his fingers now prodding at your side, daring to tickle and draw out more of your chittering. “And by that I mean I kiss!’’ Your protest has him tilting his head. “Have I not kissed you, my dawn?” “Not here,’’ you pout, emphasising your lips and hoping that he will catch your drift. Which thankfully, he did as he leans down to peck your nose. “There?’’ He teases before granting your wish and pressing his lips to yours in that feathery way that leaves your heart fluttering.

Your arms find perchance around his neck once more, so that you can flush against him as though you are fearful that he may slip through your fingers for the sake of dreadful training once more. In-turn his hand caresses your face and draws you nearer. Seems as though that fear pricks at his mind too.

Eönwë holds you there, tilting his head and leading the kiss in an attempt to show you the passion that still burns within him, for you, only for you. Even if he will leave you once more today, his kiss serves as a silent promise that he will always return to his bride. That one day he will stand at the altar just as the silver band around your finger promises.

“Someone’s needy,’’ you joke after parting for a breath of air. As you expected, pink creeps onto his fair cheeks and his eyes avert to the side. “Am I to be blamed for the things you do to me?” Now it is your turn to emit heat from your face at the drop in octave of his voice, but instead, you bury your face into his neck and press a kiss to his nape. “You say it as though you are blameless. You do the same things to me.’’

Once again, he chuckles and brings a hand to the back of your head in a tender caress. “I suppose that makes us even. Besides, I think it’s only fair with your. . . deceptive talent of making me bend to your every will.’’ He pertains to your most recent deployment of this ‘deceptive talent’, when you managed to pull him back to bed and delay his training. Not that he minds.

“I’m quite the charmer,’’

He rolls your eyes at your wink and stifles a laugh as he brings his face back in to peck at your grinning lips. “Oh certainly. What a little enchantress you are.’’ With that he pulls you back in so that he might rest his chin against your head. Feathers puff out and flush against you just as his strong arms embrace your smaller form. He supposes he is simply vulnerable to all your tactics and like any soldier without a defence, he will gladly fall under your reign.

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saurongorthaur9 · 6 days

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In which I recommend one of my favorite Sauron fics each Sunday!

Fallen by AzureSkye23

After sailing into the West after the War of the Ring, Frodo is called upon to play a part in decided the fate of the defeated former dark lord, and he takes the path of unforeseen mercy.

I am a HUGE sucker for fics that involve Sauron and Frodo meeting, and this one is beautiful and sweet, with lots of feels and fluff, and does not disappoint on the Frodo-meeting-Sauron front. It also features guest appearances from Bilbo, Olorin, Finrod, and Eonwe, all of whom are lovingly characterized.

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animatorweirdo · 2 years

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Falling in love Mairon/You

(Well, this kinda turned into a several scenario analysis, so I hope you enjoy it anon)

Requested by anonymous

Warnings: Fluff and relationship stuff at the beginning, then slowly turn for the angst. Mentions of getting hunted and shunned, sad, separation, mairon being loyal.

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-Falling in love would have been a long progress for Mairon.

-He doesn’t give his love and devotion to anyone, so you have to be someone really special to earn those things from him.

-Mairon would most likely not realize he’s in love at first, but when he does – he thinks about it long and hard.

-If this happened during his time as an apprentice in Aule’s house of craftsman — he would most likely hesitate to come through with his feelings for you.

-His reputation being a perfectionist and unsocial didn’t give him the best image, so he would doubt you would want to be with someone like him.

-However, if you show interest in him or that you felt the same for him. It would give him a little confidence boost, and after some nagging from Eonwe, he would finally come through and ask the question.

-He would be delighted and crack a beautiful smile if you said yes to his proposal for courtship.

-He’s not the best at expressing his feelings, but little gestures like finding time to spend time with you, giving you little gifts, and slowly getting into intimate acts like giving you short forehead kisses are enough for you.

-He would still be active and focused on his projects, so if you respected his pace and found time for yourself while he was working – it would make him appreciate you even more, and he would give all of his time to you after he’s finished.

-He would not mind if you came to his forge – just don’t bother him with unnecessary noise or things, then he won’t usher you away. He would not mind if you simply wished to observe as he worked.

-He would love it if you asked about his latest work because he would end up rambling about it, describing the details and the future use with such passion that Mairon would worry that he was boring you.

-If you tell him to continue and assure him you like hearing him talk, you will earn a little smile.

-It was one of the things that made him love you. You had that uncanny ability to make him smile. It was also a privilege reserved only for you.

-You would most likely end up as his muse as you would inspire him in many of his projects, which he would later give you as a gift.

-Mairon would feel pride if you wore any of the jewelry he made for you and feel smug about it when you praised his skills to others.

-He usually didn’t care when others praised his skills, but the feeling felt different when you did it. There was a different kind of envy resulting from it, which he enjoyed laughing at.

-He would melt a bit from the inside if you decided to give him something in return made by your hands.

-He would assure you the quality of your little gift was acceptable because he adored the gesture too much to judge it. He would have judged it if it got made by someone else, but since it was you – he kept it to himself because he did not want to hurt your feelings.

-You were precious to him, so he would do anything to make you happy.

-If this happened in Middle Earth, Mairon would have difficulties accepting his feelings for you.

-You would most likely have a hard time, as well, if you knew his past and that he was Sauron.

-If he used a disguise during your relationship — you would feel reluctant and maybe even betrayed to know his true identity. It would be a big secret since you most likely got raised with the stories of his evil deeds and how he served Morgoth, so you knew people would not take it kindly if they knew you courted Sauron.

-Mairon would feel hurt, but he would understand the meaning of your rejection.

-He would be the one who would suggest ending it since your safety would have been on the line if you remained together.

-If you went on your separate ways, he would respect your decision and think about you for some time before closing his heart to avoid such a mistake as falling in love again.

-But if you decided to remain with him, he would feel the warmth that you accepted him and his past.

-He would pledge his loyalty to you like he once did with Melkor and most likely try to redeem himself and try for the better if this happened before he got the ideas for the rings and desired to conquer Middle Earth.

-However, if this happened somewhere between. Mairon would likely face a dilemma between his desire for power and his wish to remain with you.

-It would depend on how much you mattered to him.

-He would respect your decision to leave and end it there as there was a low chance you would want to join him and his quest to conquer Middle Earth.

-It would have been a better solution for him. His heart might feel pain, but he would not need to worry about your involvement and pretend your courtship never mattered to him. It would have been easier for him.

-If you decided to leave, but people learned about your relationship and began to shun you for it. Mairon would feel slightly bad about it, and if you suddenly got hunted and people were out to kill you — he would come to your rescue. He would offer you a safe place by his side if you had nowhere else to go.

-It would be a difficult and tragic position to get into, especially if you didn’t have anyone else to go to or a place where you could be safe from the rejection of the world. But if you decided to stay by Mairon’s side: he would swear by his blackened heart that he would keep you safe.

-He would destroy and kill anyone who would dare to lay harm upon you.

-And if you remained together, he would even offer you a place as his ruling consort.

-In any case, Mairon would be loyal, devoted, and never tell you a lie, even if one of his names was the great deceiver.

-He would have even given you the one ring, his life, in your hands to prove his love to you.

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ao3feed-silvergifting · 1 year

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Oppurrtunity for Improvement

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/mJfWA0v

by mynameisjessejk

In which Eonwe, Elladan, and Celebrimbor drag Mairon kicking and screaming into redemption.

Or, Mairon is a grumpy cat even in elf-fana.

Words: 31372, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 96 of Otter Mayhem

Fandoms: TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Celebrimbor | Telperinquar/Sauron | Mairon

Additional Tags: Fluff, Family, Redemption, Forgiveness, Alternate Universe - Skinchangers, Mairon Redeemed, Post-Second Singing, Get In Loser We're Getting Redeemed, learning how to person

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ao3feed-tolkien · 11 months

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The Dagor Ostlos

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by Chisscientist

After the horror and the wonder of the War of Wrath, it is time for everyone to lower their guard a little and take joy in being alive and free.

Words: 750, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 7 of The Sillymarils are coming!

Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Elrond Peredhel, Elros Tar-Minyatur, Ereinion Gil-galad, Celebrimbor | Telperinquar, Eönwë (Tolkien), Finarfin | Arafinwë, Gandalf | Mithrandir, Círdan | Nowë

Relationships: Elrond Peredhel & Elros Tar-Minyatur

Additional Tags: Fluff, Eonwe does not understand elves, Amused Gandalf, Young Elrond Peredhel, young elves goofing off, Celebrimbor and his dwarvish friends, original dog character - Freeform

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bluezenzennie · 11 months

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Well while I bawl my eyes out, I'm gonna go make some spiced chai. And then write some EONWE S M U T. Promise there will be fluff soon to those who prefer fluff and sfw content over nsfw and dark content !

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ao3feed-thehobbit · 2 years

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A Knock On The Door

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by WeezlBot

Eonwe wants to apologize to Frodo.

Features guilty Eonwe, confused Frodo, and the lasting effects of Sauron's treachery.

Words: 1317, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 30 of Weezl's Fics of Tolkien Novels, Part 8 of The Little Ones

Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Hobbit - All Media Types

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Eönwë (Tolkien), Frodo Baggins, Gandalf | Mithrandir

Relationships: Eönwë & Frodo Baggins, Eönwë/Sauron | Mairon, Eönwë & Sauron | Mairon, Frodo Baggins & Gandalf | Mithrandir

Additional Tags: Apologies, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Hangover, Festivals, First Meetings, Poor Frodo, Poor Eonwe, Guilty Eonwe

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slumbering-lore · 3 years

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anon asked:

#18 fluff/general for Maglor/Eonwe please?

“Did I ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?”

A rarepair! I’ve never written for this ship before, so I hope you like it! Also this turned out into a weird sad fluff thing don’t mind me. (prompts)

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Maglor had very little memories of Eonwe from Valinor. The first time he actually remembers seeing the herald of Manwe was during the War of Wrath. He was terrifying yet beautiful.

Eonwe was the oft called the greatest Maia. He was strong, in strength and confidence, and he was beautiful too. He had the power of Manwe’s eagles, yet as lithe as a swallow.

Maglor was smitten from his first glance. But among his many troubles, the memory of Eonwe had been buried. He had forgotten about his feeling, focused only on following his brother and reclaiming the silmarils.

Their madness led to disaster. Left with no one, Maglor spent his days by the sea, his memory fading away from the remaining elves. They took him for dead, but he was alive, ridden with strange emotions.

His love for a maia he had never spoken to resurfaced. It felt like a small desire at first, but it now had grown into a yearning, and he craved for Eonwe’s presence. They had met in his dreams, and had spoken many times.

It might have been lord Irmo’s work. Or it could have been his own fantasies. Laying down by the beach, he would fall into a trance, losing his grasp on reality. His fea longed to escape and go to Namo, but he wouldn’t let it.

There was so much to live for. He remembered the first time he met Eonwe:

The world seemed to sway away, leaving him afloat in an empty space. He couldn’t move. Scared, he tried screaming for help. A feanorian, asking for help.

A strong force pulled him into an opening, and he fell face-first onto a hard ground. Awkward.

There was fog everywhere, as far as the eye could see.

“Stop trying to meet me.”

Maglor turned back, and was greeted with a very concerned Eonwe. Maglor couldn’t believe his eyes. He was here! Right in front of his eyes!

Maglor reached out to the entity. To his delight, Eonwe grasped his hand, his concern fading away.

“You are tired. Stop hurting yourself like this.”

Maglor ignored him. “Did I ever tell you how beautiful your eyes are?”

Eonwe shifted in his place, and let go of Maglor’s hand with a sigh. “I’m not supposed to be here. Yet you seemed so desperate in you calls...”

“Eonwe…” Maglor had teared up. Somebody heard him. The one he wished would listen to him had heard him. He felt like he would combust, like his father did.

Eonwe had only one request in all of his dreams- To come back to valinor. But he never listened. Maglor was happy with himself and this dreamed form of Eonwe. Whether it be real or a hallucination.

He had not felt such love in a long time. He didn’t wish to lose this feeling. Eonwe accepted his wish. He was kind.

They’d spend time together, laughing, joking, and enjoying all sorts of merriment. What was this luxury Maglor got?

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doodle-pops · 3 months

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The Ainur | With Reader Experiencing Panic Attacks

Request: I've been like an overexcited Buddy the Elf since you announced requests open, I love them so unbelievably much, they make my week and sometimes my month. So if I may please make a little request... how do you think the Ainur would react if the reader suffers from panic attacks? - anon

A/N: I went with the classic bunch I usually write for, however, I found it difficult to come up with something for Melkor (because I couldn't picture him being patient or soft enough? Idk, if that's just me). So he’s out in this one. Enjoy!

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Manwë

As someone gentle and nurturing when it comes to dealing with others, Manwë would be a wonderful individual to assess your panic attacks when they strike. Whether they come in waves of frantic panicking or silence, he’s observant and on the lookout for when an episode can arise. Hence why he has a hand in certain activities in your day-to-day duties to reduce any form of stress that would bring it on. This also extends to arranging secluded spots where you can be at peace and blend into nature.

If your panic attacks derive from traumatic events or stress, the Lord of Airs will do his best to ensure that you are never placed in situations where you can relive or entertain such build-ups. His eyes are always on your figure, not too close nor too far, as he observes the people you communicate with and the level of work you handle.

All in all, you’ve got someone who would invite his little bird friends to perform melodies to ease your pain, or the Lord himself would engage in leisurely activities for your sanity.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Irmo

The moment he enters you spot your figure, he’s aware that something is off. In fact, it was the reason why he was drawn to your presence in the first place, high levels stress of radiating strongly. Irmo would be worried about the blank look on your face as you’re staring off into the distance and your body slumps. He’s more familiar with the frantic forms of panic attacks, that this other outcome has him slightly worried. Just how much stress or possible trauma were you under at that very moment.

Communicating with you by calling out your name would come surprisingly at ease as you take glances at him with a lethargic expression. He could see that in your mind, thoughts were raging war rapidly to the point you could barely keep up with a single focal point, and he understood how you felt at that moment. He is tender and gentle as he calls out to you and informs you that he’s going to hold you closely to help bring you back into reality.

With Irmo, you get the opportunity to spend lots of time in his gardens to soothe your mind. He practically opens it to you and invites you to use it when the thoughts in your mind are colliding and creating a frenzy. There are moments, when he would pay you a visit as you’re relaxing to hold your hand and reassure you that he’s here and you not drifting off deep into your thoughts.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Námo

The Lord of the Dead would find the situation unfamiliar to him since his profession deals with souls and not of the flesh. When he faces you in your panicked state, panting and gasping for air as your eyes flutter like a storm around the room and clinging to some surface, his first thought is that you were harmed. Quickly rushing to your side, Námo would attempt his best to pacify your erraticism, placing his hands against your face to get you to focus on him while guiding your hands to his face to anchor yourself back to earth. It breaks his heart to eventually learn that it wasn’t an injury but rather a panic attack once his brother accessed your health.

As Námo now learns of what a panic attack looks like and has become familiar with it and how it can arise, he would arrange with his brother to pardon you visitations to his garden for peaceful moments while he was busy attempting to create one at his domain to surprise you upon your return. It’s difficult for Námo to find breaks in between his duties, but he tries his hardest to meet with you and spend more time conversing about any problems or possible traumatic experiences that can cause your panic attacks.

He would remedy incense, teas, and music for you, under the assistance of his brother and Lady Ëste. There would be more breaks in your schedule if stress is the cause and a higher demand that you relax and enjoy the beauty of life while leaving the heavier duties to him. While Námo would be eyeing you like a hawk, courtesy his Maiar who would be placed in charge of you, he would step in and handle your care on his own.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Ëonwë

The Herald of Manwë would be partially familiar with the dynamic of what serve panicking looks like after fighting alongside other elves who are more susceptible to such conditions. He may not have treated soldiers who suffered the attacks but witnessed the procedure, which is why when it occurred to you, he was able to access the situation. Swiftly he moves, but beneath his appearance, he’s panicking as well, as he captures your attention after noticing your symptoms. Using his wings, Ëonwë will embrace you in a hug and have them cocoon you both from the outside world.

His wings are one of the best sources to dealing with your panic attacks as it brings an extra sense of security and comfort. He normally uses his wings when he wants to shut the world (noises) out, so it comes in handy in a situation like yours. His hands are on your face as he guides your breathing to reduce your erraticism. The soft coos and a few chirps would slip out because his heart breaks at the sight of you appearing distorted.

Ëonwë would whisk you away to an enclosed area where it can simply be you and him without any distractions. He would spend the rest of the moment in tranquillity, lounging about the place with you in his arms, stroking your hair and watching as you sleep.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Mairon

Confused and concerned at your state of silence, you blankly stare off into God knows where, probably the wall, as your mind turns into a battlefield of thoughts. At first, he’ll ignore you and believe you’re just being your usual self (weird), but as time passes and you’re still sitting there for almost an hour unresponsive, he becomes concerned. He’ll hover over you, unsure if to gently touch you or firmly shake you awake, instead, he settles on calling you. Mairon wouldn’t understand that it was a panic attack because he tends to experience erratic ones and is familiar with those.

However, after learning, he would be on the lookout anytime he notices you slumped with a blank expression and eyes distantly gazing into the unknown. His actions would be a lot more caring as he gingerly touches your shoulder or hands for you to grasp the concept of not slipping away too deeply into your thoughts. Mairon wouldn’t be an expert at having professional care, because how he deals with his own panic attacks isn’t for everyone, so he understands that being sensitive is necessary.

It’s one of the times when his tone changes, and so do his expressions as he tends to you. Might crack a few jokes to test the waters and see where you stand on the scale before advancing with the rest of his care. You might get him to stop for a moment with his plotting and crafting to sit with you in a quiet embrace and listen to your thoughts. A small kiss to your forehead before he sends you off to your shared chambers or gardens (if he has one appropriate to sit in) to spend the rest of the day.

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saurons-pr-department · 4 years

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Mairon/Eönwë popped into my head and I know we’ve talked about them before but not in detail, so I’d love to hear any thoughts you have!

I love Mairon/Eönwë!! I think it needs more love <3

I think of it as Mairon’s first relationship type thing. ‘Type thing’ because I think of them as having been a bit ‘young’ at the time (for Maiar anyway) and not really understanding what they felt towards each other.

Eönwë was pretty much the only person that Mairon didn’t really want to turn his back on and yet...he felt so stifled under Aulë, and Melkor was so much stronger than any of the other Valar....when push came to shove, Mairon used information he got from Eönwë to gain him favour with his new Vala. He felt guilty at first, but of course that faded over time. He was rising through the ranks on Melkor’s side, gaining power and promised the chance to research whatever he wanted with nothing off limits. Mairon cares deeply, but his love of power and having things his own way overrides everything else.

He never 100% lost his fondness for Eönwë and their memories together even though he tried. It’s partly why he went to Eönwë after the War of Wrath. He hoped that Eönwë still cared enough to get him an easy pardon. He was far too proud to actually say anything like that out loud and so he left when Eönwë wasn’t willing to be the first one to bend.

So he went off alone and angry (angry at Eönwë or himself for his sentimentality? Who knows?! He doesn’t!)

Eönwë would have secretly mourned when Mairon ‘died’.

#mairon #eonwe #mairon/eonwe #answered asks #(sorry if this is really bity i'm quite sleepy)#(i feel like you were looking for fluff...sorry! XD)

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edensrose · 2 years

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Hi hun, hope you’re having a good day! 🌸 I just wanted to say that your writing is gorgeous, especially so for Manwe and Irmo - your Irmo comforting reader fluff made me completely and utterly melt into a gooey puddle, it was so beautifully written and your portrayal of him was so true to character! You now have me hooked on your Valar imagines and I am fully unopposed to it and also Irmo with purple/violet eyes. I also just wanted to declare that even though you said you wouldn’t, I think your writing for Eonwe would be incredible and you’d do them and their beautiful flowing hair complete justice (I’m sorry I had to get that off my chest) Here’s to more Valar content of both the sfw and nsfw kind!

Omg this was so so so nice to read just before I head to bed I'm literally so soft??? Thank you SO MUCH? 😭💔

So glad that you enjoy the valar content because there is SO much more to come ~ my goal is to fill up their tags because there's next to no reader insert content with them and is a CRIME. I've been consistently simping over manwë for like — two?? weeks?? now??? He's holding me by the ear istg

Also, hehe, the Eonwë thing is in motion. I gave it some thought and was like, why the hell not? Who doesn't love an angel boi with long white hair and a sword and just ✨soldier boy vibes✨

Thanks again for your kind words and for making my night, you're an absolute DARL 🥺💕

#— ꒰🌺꒱ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐬 ៸៸ anon ❜‧#🥺💕#tolkien #lotr #valar

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atanes-universe · 4 years

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Sav´s Universe

What would happen if the Valar found Melkor´s kid and decided to raise him? This is the story of Sav and how he found his way in the world (my first post on the idea ist linked here)

The first two pages will be published on the 25th of march. I´m still figuring out the schedule but there should be two pages every one or two weeks (two weeks may be a bit more realistic in the long run but maybe I´ll get them out faster in the beginning to set the story)

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atane-is-here · 4 years

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yeah... about this. Birb dad just loves his nephew (his name is Sav because I suck at names and this also kind of started as a Steven Universe crossover before it develloped into something else entirely)

#sav´s universe #atanes shit comics #my art #silmarillion #manwe sulimo #manwe #and his little family #eonwe #unfinished tales #lotr #tolkien #jrr tolkien #fanart #comic #fluff #sillymarillion

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idahlrillion · 7 years

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Can you draw Eönwë/Sauron ship please

#fluff didn't happen #angst happened #eonwe #mairon #sauron

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