She’s so cute here

Chapters: 98/?
Fandom: The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power (TV 2022), The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Galadriel (Tolkien)/Halbrand (The Rings of Power), Galadriel/Sauron (Tolkien), Elrond Peredhel & Galadriel, Celebrían/Elrond Peredhel, Celeborn/Galadriel (Tolkien), Aulë | Mahal/Yavanna Kementári, Elu Thingol | Elwë Singollo/Melian, Tauriel/Thranduil, Tauriel/Kili, Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor/Sauron, melkoron, Legolas Greenleaf/Tauriel, Ossë/Uinen (Tolkien)
Characters: Sauron (Tolkien), Halbrand (The Rings of Power), Galadriel (Tolkien), Elrond Peredhel, Celeborn (Tolkien), Celebrían (Tolkien), Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor, Tauriel, Thranduil, Kíli (Tolkien), Feren (Hobbit Movies), Legolas Greenleaf, Gimli (Tolkien), OCs, Glorfindel (Tolkien), Erestor (Tolkien), Eönwë (Tolkien), Arien (Tolkien), Uinen (Tolkien), Ossë (Tolkien), Gandalf (Tolkien), Ilmarë (Tolkien), Rúmil of Lothlórien (Tolkien), Gildor Inglorion, Arwen Undómiel, Aragorn (Tolkien), Haldir of Lothlórien (Tolkien), Orophin (Tolkien)
Additional Tags: mature eventually, Whump, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Middle Earth, we are sailing, Elves, Swordfighting, Magic, Romance, Voyeurism, Shameless Smut, Bodysharing, the creation of desire, The Maiar (Tolkien), Lothlórien (Tolkien), Mordor (Tolkien), spaghetti sauronara, the height of whumpiness, Dwarves, Angband (Tolkien), inflagranti, Simple plot, being dramatic for the sake of it, I am pro-choice it just doesn’t fit the story, Pregnancy, Childbirth, Emetophilia, Fan Art
Summary:

Elrond is surprised to find that Galadriel isn’t with the Wandering Company set to sail West together. Troubled by her absence, he sets out to uncover the truth.

Chapters: 97/?
Fandom: The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power (TV 2022), The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Galadriel (Tolkien)/Halbrand (The Rings of Power), Galadriel/Sauron (Tolkien), Elrond Peredhel & Galadriel, Celebrían/Elrond Peredhel, Celeborn/Galadriel (Tolkien), Aulë | Mahal/Yavanna Kementári, Elu Thingol | Elwë Singollo/Melian, Tauriel/Thranduil, Tauriel/Kili, Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor/Sauron, melkoron, Legolas Greenleaf/Tauriel, Ossë/Uinen (Tolkien)
Characters: Sauron (Tolkien), Halbrand (The Rings of Power), Galadriel (Tolkien), Elrond Peredhel, Celeborn (Tolkien), Celebrían (Tolkien), Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor, Tauriel, Thranduil, Kíli (Tolkien), Feren (Hobbit Movies), Legolas Greenleaf, Gimli (Tolkien), OCs, Glorfindel (Tolkien), Erestor (Tolkien), Eönwë (Tolkien), Arien (Tolkien), Uinen (Tolkien), Ossë (Tolkien), Gandalf (Tolkien), Ilmarë (Tolkien), Rúmil of Lothlórien (Tolkien), Gildor Inglorion, Arwen Undómiel, Aragorn (Tolkien), Haldir of Lothlórien (Tolkien), Orophin (Tolkien)
Additional Tags: mature eventually, Whump, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Middle Earth, we are sailing, Elves, Swordfighting, Magic, Romance, Voyeurism, Shameless Smut, Bodysharing, the creation of desire, The Maiar (Tolkien), Lothlórien (Tolkien), Mordor (Tolkien), spaghetti sauronara, the height of whumpiness, Dwarves, Angband (Tolkien), inflagranti, Simple plot, being dramatic for the sake of it, I am pro-choice it just doesn’t fit the story, Pregnancy, Childbirth, Emetophilia, Fan Art
Summary:

Elrond is surprised to find that Galadriel isn’t with the Wandering Company set to sail West together. Troubled by her absence, he sets out to uncover the truth.

Illustrations pertaining to the plot:

i came here to ship haladriel and drink guinness and i’m all outta guinness

so where’s all the Halbrand x reader fics?

i want a man who is DIRTY i want a man with SAD BROWN EYES i want a man who is HOLDING A SWORD i want a man who has a BUSTED LIP i want a man who is BLEEDING

Hidden truths Ch.15

Warnings: SPICY -SEX-, oral, p in v, fingering, biting (one time), if you squint a bit of Dom/Sub dynamic and maybe if you read it a bit a certain way it can be taken as a virgin kink on Marions part, (Wrap it before tap it people) creampie (that word is gross ngl i just don’t know what else to put in for it).— Battle, blood, stabbing, knife thrown at head, lies, Death, branded mark, being dragged away. (If I miss any please tell me)

Auth Note: Welp, this is the last chapter of the back story!!!!! I do hope that you all have enjoyed the back story, and I hope that I did a decent enough job with the writing LMAO. Now we get to get to the fun parts!!! LMAO. As always there will be a 2nd note at the end <3

It was warm, and peaceful, the first quiet and dreamless rest I have had in months. I stirred a little in the middle of the night, turning I felt his arm tighten around me holding me closer to him and making me suddenly more self-aware of his skin touching mine. I closed my eyes, in attempt to shut my mind back off, but the feeling of his chest rising and falling against my back made it difficult for some reason. His closeness was comforting, yet also in a way tempting, I decide to turn back over, facing him should be easier than sleeping against him. Though he still pulled me close to him, my face in his chest once more, I felt his hand at my back, fingers slowly caressing up and down my spine soothingly, or in attempt of soothing, instead all it does is make me aware of his touch more. I lift my head away from his chest and nuzzle discreetly into his neck, I feel him swallow hard and his hold on me slightly tightens though he keeps his eyes closed to keep the allusion of being asleep. I place a small light kiss against his neck where I’m nuzzled at, and I hear him breath in heavily as I place another in the same spot. I’ve never initiated anything like this, him and Fin are the only men I’ve kissed, and I haven’t done anything other than that, not that I have ever felt the intent or desire to really. Yes, I have thought of it, and I won’t lie and say I wouldn’t have gone further in that forest all those years ago, or in that tent with Fin before I regained my memories, but what if all of that was to lead me back to this? His hand in my hair distracts me from my thoughts as he gently pulls my head away from his neck and stares at me with a soft hungry look in eyes. I reach my hand up to his face and caress his cheek my thumb touching his lips as I glance at them for a second before meeting his gaze once more, “What is it that you want?” He whispers against me as he leans closer, his voice soft, “I want you. Marion, I just want you.” With that he closes the distance and kisses me, his lips softer than I remember, my hands automatically go to his hair as if to keep him from pulling away and I feel one of his hands go to the small of my back to pull me closer to him, our fronts now fully touching. He made a deep throaty sound before he used his grip in my hair to pull my head back and start attacking my throat, biting slightly near my shoulder causing me to let out a high-pitched sound. “Shhh, it is still late we don’t want to wake anyone up, do we?” He asks, tone laced with teasing as he kissed back up my neck meeting my lips once more, and I shake my head and all he does is let out a small laugh. I tug at his hair a little as I deepen the kiss once more and suddenly, he pulls away, flipping me over onto my back as he hovers slightly over me, his green eyes now absorbed by the black of his pupils, I feel his hand go down the side of my body as he holds my gaze, I gasp at the feeling of his touch when his hand makes it the inside of my thigh starting at my knee going down slowly. “Tell me what you want.” His hand is so close, my mind can’t seem to form the words as I register his statement, my chemise now all the way to my hips and my thin cotton cover not doing much to hide my need for him. “I- you. Please.” I say incoherently as I slightly raise my hips in attempt to meet his hand but all he does is push my hips back down to the bed. “Marion, please. I want you-” “Want me to what?” That damn smirk, I wish I could smack it off of him, “T-to.. touch me, please.” I bite my lip, face turning red slightly in embarrassment, and I can tell he notices, “No one’s touched you like this before, have they?” I shake my head, “I uh- I’ve never done any of this before.”

It’s funny, I have lived a long enough life so far, and yet in this moment I am as shy as I was when I was living in the human village when I was younger. “Tell me if you wish to stop, we can-” “No, please, don’t stop.” I cut him off slightly pulling him closer to me and he kisses me, at the feeling of his fingers over my underclothes I break the kiss, the feeling foreign, as I moan into his mouth. Not even a second later he removes his hand, and goes to remove my chemise, I lift my arms to help him, and I nod when he has his hand at my underclothes next, and then I am left naked under his gaze. With out a word I sit up onto my knees and my hands go to untie his breeches, I’m worried he may stop me by the look in his eyes but instead he grabs my face and kisses me once more his tongue fighting mine. After he too is fully unclothed, he lays me back down and begins tracing kisses down my neck, chest, being sure to leave a mark or two on my breast, stomach, when he got to my hip, he bit my side making yelp a little as he wrapped his arms under my legs, kissing the inside of my thighs. I looked down at him, a slight furrow in my brow, as I sat up on my elbows to see him a bit better, using his grip around my legs he kept them spread open and slowly licked a strip through my folds. My jaw slack as my head fell back when he started doing it over and over, “Marion” I moaned, as I fell completely back my hand reaching down to his hair, as soon he felt my grip in his hair though his tactics changed and I couldn’t breathe, he sucked and licked, I swear I even felt his tongue inside me, “M-marion, don’t stop, please ahh.” With that I felt him enter a finger, as he sucked on my clit, and not even a second later it felt like something inside me snapped, arching my back, mouth open in a quiet moan as he fingered me through it. When the feeling was gone and he kept going I basically had scramble away from his hold, “t-too much, too much.”

I was out of breath, and as he sat up, he wiped his chin while wearing a proud smirk, when he came to lean back over me, his face centimeters from mine, “Was that what you expected?” I looked up at him, and he was leaning on his elbows so he could get the hair out of my face, he really was beautiful. With out answering I pushed his chest slightly, not missing the look of confusion on his face, and when I had the chance, I had him lay down and straddled his lap, the confusion from a second ago now gone, but before he could counter with anything I leaned down and kissed him, I could feel his surprise by the way it took him a second to fully kiss back, but he didn’t stop me. I felt him against my back, and I wanted him, “Marion, please. Take me fully, have me as I would have you.” I say as I lean my forehead against his, his hands on my waist, “You know that would fully bind us, more than we already are. My wife, body and soul.” I nod, if I am destined to be stuck here, I am willing to fully give myself to him. Just him. “Say it, I want to hear you say it.” He grabs my face making me look at him, “I am yours. Body and soul, completely.” He flips us back over and I let out a small laugh at the suddenness, my hair now splayed out on the pillow, his lips on mine in attempt to distract me from the feeling of him rubbing his tip at my entrance. “I’ll be gentle.” He says, as he starts going in slowly, though it doesn’t really hurt, my arousal helping, “Marion, you don’t need to.” As soon as I say that he starts to set a pace, my nails digging into his arm, he leans his forehead against mine, my breath getting caught in my throat at that similar feeling from before coming back, I can’t control the small noises I let out as he quickens his pace. “Say it again, say all of it.” He moans as he says this, looking at me, as if I may disappear, “I- ah, I am yours Marion, completely bound to you b-body and soul. You have me.” My voice a bit higher pitch than usual as I get closer, I feel him rub my clit with his thumb, “Look at me.” I re-open my eyes looking into his now black ones, we were both close I could tell by the scrunch in his brow, and the unevenness in his pace, “Come with me, please, I want to feel you.” He whispered against my lips and not even a second later I felt the snap in my stomach, moaning his name as he leaned down into my neck as he filled me.

He helped cleaned me up before we layed back under the covers, my head on his chest and his hand caressing up and down my back once more. I noticed his room had a window when light started peaking in from the corner of my eye, “It’s morning already?” I yawn as I ask, I feel him start to stand from the bed, kissing the top of my head as he moves me off of him, “Go back to sleep, I have a few things I should tend to since Morgoth is leaving out today, and I will be staying back. I will come wake you when I am finished.” I didn’t think Morgoth was serious when he said he was going to have Marion stay behind when he left again, somehow, I don’t think it was out of kindness I feel like it was meant as a punishment for choosing me over his duty, though I will never know the truth of it. I nod as I lay my head back onto the pillows and watch him dress himself in his red and gold dress robe, looking back at me smiling before walking out the door. I end up falling asleep quicker than I realized I would, and I must have slept through the day cause when I got woken up the room was dark again. “You know you could have woken me up while the sun was-” I freeze when the face I turn to after looking at the window to confirm it was nighttime, wasn’t Marion but instead Adar, “What are you doing in here?” I ask, instantly regretting how harsh I sounded, “Do you still trust me?” I’m shocked he’d even have to ask me that, after everything, “Adar, what’s going on, you’re practically shaking.” He grabbed my hand forcing me out of bed and walking towards the door leading to my room, “Woah, wait, slow down you’re hurting me. Tell me what is happ-” “Morgoth is gone!” He raised his voiced but kept it still low enough, “He took me in place of Marion to battle, and he fell. The fight was still going when I ran, I knew the second he was gone though, that Marion would feel it. Has he at all shifted? Acted different in any way?” My face fell a little, “I haven’t seen him all day, except for early this morning.” He loosened his grip on my hand and looked at me in the eyes with the most serious look I’ve seen, “I can get you out of here, I can get you back to your people and out of his grasp. I know what he’s planning and after I do what I have to I won’t let you be in the crossfire.” Escape? Would that even be possible now? Sure, it was a hard thing to think of before and I gave up, but now with Marion in control and after last night would he really risk losing me again? “He would kill you if he knew. I can’t let that happen.” He shook his head, “Let me get you out of here, if I told you your people were already on the way here, would you really choose to stay?” I gasped at his words, the reality of the decision spinning in my head, “But-” “Your blonde elven warrior being one of them.” The scrunch in my brow is deep as I shoot my confused gaze up at Adars unmoved face, “You’re lying, Fin is dead.” He draped a black hooded cloak over me tying the thick strings to keep it in place, “Let me take you to your people, convince them to go back to Lindon, that Sauron is gone along with Morgoth, for he will be soon enough-” “Wait!-” “No, listen, let them take you home.” He put his hand up to keep me silent, “But what if they don’t listen to me? What if I’ve been listed as a traitor?” He doesn’t even think about what he says next, his look still dead serious, “Then I will grab you out of there and take you back to Lindon myself. They cannot win against him now, and I will not see you dead.”

My confidence wasn’t as steady as his in this, but I nod and we go out the door to sneak through the hall almost getting caught a couple times. He takes me down a corridor I haven’t seen, “Where are we?” I whisper, his hold on my wrist to lead me a bit uncomfortable now, “It’s a passage that leads outside, but it will take to the side of the fortress directly in front of the forest. That way we can have a head start to where your people are most likely camped at.” Most likely? We could be doing all of this just to end up at the wrong place. I keep my mouth shut the rest of the way out, the second we step outside, it takes me a second to adjust, I didn’t realize it would be so cold. “Here, it’ll be faster than going on foot.” He reaches his out to me as he stands in front of a beautiful black stallion, “We only have one, are you comfortable with that?” I nod, not that I have a choice but it’s the last thing that I would be uncomfortable with at the moment. He helps me up first, there’s no saddle, so when he jumps on after me, I hold onto the long black main of the horse under me while he holds a tight grip around my waist. “No turning back now.” I say, as I hear clashing come from the open window tons of feet above us. We ride fast through the trees, in what direction I am not 100% sure, I could hear things behind us, but I kept telling myself that if it was him Adar would have been shot down and I’d be back locked in a room by now. “THERE!” I point my arm out, Adars hold on me tightening as I shift, “The Lindon banner.” We stop once we see it ahead of us, mainly because if they see Adar in any way he will be dead within seconds, “I don’t understand though, why put the banner up? Unless they mean to be found.” I jump off the onto the ground, and begin a fast pace towards the camp, “Hey! wait, we need discus-” “They are luring him out. I have sat in strategy meetings enough before to know that if we want to keep our advantage, no matter how small, we need to lure the enemy to our location. They won’t leave easily now. That-” I point to the banner that is up in the trees, “Is a declaration to fight.” It was as if being a prisoner as long as I have made him forget I was a soldier. “He won’t be far behind us; you will at most probably have an hour.” I nod taking in his words, “If he gets here and I see no sign of retreat, I meant what I said, I am grabbing you and taking you back myself.” He fixes the reigns of the horse, helping me back up, though he stays footed on the ground, “Thank you, Adar.” With that I head towards the camp, running past a few tents before I dismount in front of the one that stated it was the captain’s tent.

When I enter all the faces are covered in shock, but I pay no head when I catch a glimpse of the back of a certain blonde, “Fin?” His head shoots up, shoulders tensing. I walk slowly around the center table the men moving out of my way, and when I make it to where I am standing at his side, he turns his head and his face drops, the tension falling into a sense of relief as he turns to pick me up by the waist hugging me, my arms around his neck. “I thought you were dead, that maybe when they took you, they would have-” “Fin, I’m fine, but you have to listen to me, you all should. This battle you came here to fight, luring him out, you don’t know what it is you’re going up against now. You can’t beat him.” Fin rubs down my arms, grabbing my hands, opening his mouth to speak but stops when he feels something on my hand, “What’s this?” His voice low, a few of the men dismissed themselves leaving the tent, “I-Fin listen to me ple-” “A ring? Tell me it isn’t him that this is bonded to.” The hurt and anger clash on his face, and I can feel my stomach drop. “I was forced to. I was a prisoner of war for months kept as a pawn for Morgoth to use against all of you, and when he saw the perfect opening, he made me do things he knew would have me listed as a traitor, including marrying Sauron.” I could feel the tears on my cheeks as they fell, and Fin looked at me as if he almost didn’t know who I was, “Fin, please, just take me home, let’s just go back we can’t win this. I want to go home.” He places a hand on my cheek, the anger leaving his face, and he bring me close my face in his chest as he hugs me, and I feel him place a kiss on my head laying his head against mine for a second. “I want to take you back home, but I have to do this. He has taken enough from all of us-” “Fin, no please you don’t understand-” “Syrus she is not to leave this tent.” I feel a pair of arms around me holding me back as I fight to go after him, “FIN! PLEASE!” second later I hear a horn, signaling that an attack has started, “No.” I knew now that I would have to wait for Adar to find me, but if I could get out of this tent- Thud- I spin around and Sylus was lying on the ground unconscious, no one else was in the tent, this made no sense, but I decide to run, grabbing his sword and heading to find Fin. When I make it outside, it’s chaos, orks and elves fighting but no sign of Marion, not yet at least, I look around hastily in search for one specific person, and I find him yards away as he runs his sword through an ork before slicing it across the chest of another. I run in his direction, dodging swings at my head, and when one comes right for my throat, I kick my leg out sliding under his advance, and stabbing the ork in the back when regain my footing and grab the small knife from his side and throw it at the head of the next one making a b-line for my downed position. Standing back up and running, I make it to fin, now covered in dirt, and a few blood droplets on my face, “Fin, listen, I-” I gasp as I get a sudden ringing in my ears, movement around me blurring slightly, and Fins voice is fuzzy and incoherent when he speaks my name, seeing my state, “He’s here.” Fin is looking at me, and goes to speak, but something behind me catches his attention, same for me as I look behind him seeing the black armor that makes my skin crawl, “F-fin-” suddenly someone is grabbing my waist and pulling me away, but Fin just regrips his sword, as the distance between us grows, “FIN! NO! wait please, FIN! RUN, RUN PLEASE!” in the distance I see him mouth something to me, but I don’t get to register it before I feel something hit my head and everything falls black.

-Time Skip- Just a couple days-

The pounding my head is the first thing I register when I wake up, the next thing is the brightness of the room, the fluffy pillows I lay on, and floral scent filling my nose, “Augh,” I sit up slowly, eyes closed as I have my hand flat against my head in attempt to maybe dull the ache. When I open my eyes to look around, I jump back when the first thing I see is a person sitting at the edge of the bed, their face blurry for a few seconds, “Elrond?” I ask, shock evident in my voice, and he simply nods, letting me reach my hand out to touch his arm, face and hair before jumping at him and embracing him in a tight hug, “It’s really you? I’m not dreaming. Right?” He laughs his same usual laugh, “I promise you, it’s me.” I release my hold on him, and see his face isn’t exactly that of full happiness, “How did I get here? And how long was I out for?” I see his face scrunch a little as if he is thinking of what to say, and after a few minutes he finally tells me. “The guards found you right outside the city unconscious on the road. You were covered in dirt and blood, it was not your blood, but anyway. They were told by some villager that a man in a dark hood paid him to get the guard, and that he was the one that left you there after he allegedly helped you escape. After that we brought you here, you needed medical treatment, but you’ve only been asleep for three days.” I take in a deep breath along with his words, I was home, I was back in Lindon, it had to have been Adar that the villager described to the guard, he had to have been the one who- suddenly all the memories of what happened in that opening in the forest came flooding back, my gaze shooting to Elrond as I feel the tears fill my eyes, “Fin?” He stands then awkwardly, reaching his hand out for me, and he silently leads me down a hall, a few people in passing stopping and bowing, but I ignore them as I fight back the tears in my eyes. We stop in front of a pair of double doors, and he grabs my hand, placing something on my palm, “He had this made for you when you left out all those months ago, he knew you agreed on waiting for after the war but still wanted something simple for you, but when he returned without you, he asked me to hold onto it. I think you should have it now.” I look at what he gave me, and I couldn’t hold back my sobs anymore. A silver necklace, with two very small, imitated wedding bands intwined together, could almost be mistaken for the infinity symbol, if it weren’t for how they weren’t forged together. “Galadriel is in there with him, she had sat with you waiting for you to wake, but when the news of Fin-” “No, I understand, I would never expect her to leave him.”

He opened the door for me, and I slowly entered, looking ahead seeing the head of long blonde hair standing over Fins body in the distance. She turned as I started walking over to her slowly, “Galadriel, I- I am so-” I nearly get knocked over when she rushes over to me wrapping her arms around me, “You’re safe, that is what matters.” I return her embrace, holding her tight still afraid that this is all a dream and I’ll awake to this all being gone. When she finally pulls away from me, she places her hands on my shoulders, “He believed you were dead, and so he was determined to avenge you, kill Sauron.” She looked back over to him, and I walked up to his still form, “What is that?” I gasp and reach out to touch the mark branded onto Fins chest, “Sauron’s symbol I am assuming, now that he is succeeded Morgoth.” Her rage was starting to counter her grief, and I knew she had thoughts forming in her mind, it was written all over her face when she reached for Fins dagger that was placed in his hands. “I will not let him win. My brother made it his mission to end him, and it has been left unfinished-” she turns and looks at me then, “Will you still be my sister?” I reach my hand out on top of hers as she grips the dagger, Fin is gone we are each other has now, I will not let her go into anything alone. “I will never abandon you; you have me.” With that she takes Fin’s dagger and places it at her waist tied into the strings of her dress, “Nor will I ever abandon you, you’ll always have me at your side.” She places her arm out in front of her, and I do the same, grabbing each other’s forearms, and leaning our foreheads against one another’s, “Promise?” I whisper in the quiet of the room, “I promise.”

Auth Note: AHHH hahahaha, (Sorry for the bit of trickery the heartbreak, I had this chapter written out forever and was scared LMAO but I am a bit proud. I hope you guys enjoyed, Also I am one of the many people who do enjoy a good smut, I just cringe at overly inaccurate descriptive smut, so that is why mine is simplified and yet still “descriptive”. But love you guys, I hope you have enjoyed the back story, now we get to get to the main story line!!! (Which will be Halbrand x reader (main is obviously Sauron! any form x Reader) but I am thinking of adding a side interest maybe, not like a serious one just one of flirtation and maybe a dinner. but it will be a surprise hehehe)

Hidden Truths Ch.14 - Dress

This but you can imagine any color you’d prefer, I was trying to find a lighter green or blue of this style but couldn’t. but this dress is what I had in mind.

Hidden Truth Ch. 14

Warnings: MAIN: attempted assault (SENSITIVE WARNING), <-description of attack (not sexual just can be somewhat taken that way), a lot of mention of blood and a bit of reader going into an evil-ish/killer mindset near the end, mention of murder, mention of cut on hand, description of injury, change in P.O.V., “Torture room” , admissions of fault and lovers issues-ish. (Please if I miss anything tell me, I spent a week editing this so I could have forgotten one)

Auth Note: HEHHE. I do hope that before you read this chapter you read my last update, because this chapter can have a sensitive trigger in it (IT IS IN THE WARNING), but it is not meant to be taken sexually, the “Assault/attack” is them wanting to in a way hurt and kill her I just know with the way I wrote it, it can be taken sexually especially because the comments of the dialogue. After you read there will be a 2nd note at the end <3 Love you guys!!! I hope you enjoy reading so far!!!

-Time Skip- Two Months-

I lied there in my room staring up at the ceiling, I hadn’t moved from this position in the two months since what happened in the main hall other then for the few times I ate or had to relive myself. I drowned out any knocks or voices from other side of either door, including Adar, I just wanted to be alone like I was meant to be. A few times I’d know when Sauron was gone away to fight or to scout because his room would be silent for days, and when he’s away he tends to be to distracted to poke around in my mind. I could hear him on the other side of the door today, almost like he packing for a long journey, then a few minutes later I heard him knock. He’s tried this at least once a day before he leaves, and every-time I don’t answer, “I just wanted to say that Adar has been given permission to walk you around as long as he keeps you inside. You’re no longer to be kept under lock and key, as long as you don’t run.” I look over to the door that separates us, and a small part of me wonders if he feels guilty at all for what he’s done, or if he’s already forgotten the entire thing. Whenever I don’t respond I can hear him grab his things and leave out his main door and I know then that he’s gone, and that he’ll be gone for another fortnight at least, either scouting out another area or killing more people I care about.

As if on cue, Adar pops my door open, and tosses a light-colored dress at me, “Come, get up, I am to get you out of this room. Finally.” He says as he looks around as if the room disgusts him, though it probably does. “Is this some trick?” I ask as I stand gripping the gown to my chest in attempt to cover myself, and he looks at me slightly confused as I do so. He’s never seen me undressed before, not that I am now, I’m in the chemise he gifted me, and I never once thought it bothered him until now. He looks away though, “No, I- uh, do not believe it is, I believe you are no longer meant to be a prisoner here as you are now, um-” “A wife?” I cut him off at the end seeing his discomfort for the word. “I will leave you to get dressed.” with that he walked out the door, as I slipped the dress on and adjusted the strings in the back, which thankfully were easier than the other dress I last wore, I knocked on the door and Adar escorted me to the Main Hall. Today it was all decorated with candles for lighting and a table in the middle that had a red drape cloth with only one plate set up. “What is this?” I look over my shoulder to the brooding man behind me, “Breakfast.” A simple one-word response, and he walked me down to the table, it wasn’t a usual breakfast, most of the food I didn’t even recognize and felt like I shouldn’t ask what it was. I ate the bits of fruit options that surrounded the black questionable ‘meat’ and occasionally would try to start a conversation with Adar to quiet the silence, but he wouldn’t budge. It went on like that for days, the same routine, he’d wake me up, take me to breakfast, and we’d just sit in the main hall in silence. Somehow “no longer being a prisoner” still felt like a prisoner. A couple days before Morgoth and his men were to return, suddenly Adar had a change of spirit. “I want to show you something.” He said as he walked me down the corridor past the Main Hall, it was darker here and eventually I had to hold onto his arm, so I knew where to follow. Eventually light flowed into the corridor and when we got close to it, I realized it was a window. “The glass was never placed on this one, this is the only place I can escape to if I need a moment to breathe.” Adar says as he leans onto the stone looking out, but I just stand there, “You could get in trouble for this. Allowing me to see outside, where I am. For all you know I could jump from this window.” He laughs, for the first time in weeks, “Who’s to say I didn’t bring you here to give you that option? You wish to be free, yet you didn’t even try to look for an escape this entire time.” He turns to look at me, and I can tell he’s waiting for me to move. I walk up to the window, placing my hands on the stone, the cold moist feeling welcoming, “You can open your eyes.” My eyes were closed? I didn’t even realize I had done that; I slowly open my eyes and look out the window and let out quiet gasp at the sight. We were somewhere I had never seen before, if was written on maps I was never shown, the mountain to the right was taller than the fortress we stand in, and down in front spreading to the left was an open field that lead up a hill to the forest. “I wouldn’t even know where to begin, I don’t even know where I am.” We stood there in silence for a little while; he just let me enjoy the fresh air knowing I didn’t have to worry about being caught. As I looked out to the forest I saw something out in the distance above the tree line, “Is that smoke?” Adar’s face and mood changed in an instant, “If I told you to stay here, would you?” He had a grip on my arms and the look in his eyes made me worry. “What is go-” “Just will you stay here, no one will find you here, will you trust me?” That was the first time ever I had heard him raise his voice, he was scared, but of what I had no idea. I just nod, and not even a second later he has vanished down the dark hallway.

I am not sure how long I stood there; I had been looking out the window watching the smoke in the distance for any sign of movement coming through the trees, or to see Adar maybe going towards it, but nothing. I hear a small noise in the distance, and it makes me jump, turning away from the window. “Adar?” My voice echoes off the stone walls, I take a deep breath when silence returns my call and go to look out the window again. That’s when suddenly I hear a light laughter in distance, “Who’s there?” I walk away from the window and look down the corridor, my sight failing me, “I can see you, I know someone is there.” All I get back is another light laugh, “Well, don’t worry princess, we’re just here to safely return you to your room since we noticed you have been missing, we came looking for you. Imagine our surprise when we found Adar holding you at an open window. We sure do hope you’re not hurt.” His voice full of fake sympathy as he stepped into light so I could see his face, I tried to keep my breathing calm “I am perfectly fine, I can find my way back.” He just nods at me, “Of course you can, I have no doubt, but I would rather keep my head if your husband found out I left you unattended.” I almost scoffed at his words, I knew Sauron would have his head either way, if I didn’t take it first. I began walking past him, “I’ll be sure he doesn’t find out, good day sir.” But as I got just a few feet from him, I ran into something hard, a pair of hands stabilizing me by the waist, “Oh, miss, you must be careful, you never know what can be hiding in the dark.” The Elven guards who have done nothing but make my life here more uncomfortable than it already is, have me cornered in a dark hallway, and Adar is nowhere to be seen. I’m alone. “Get away from me. If you think my husband would kill you for leaving me, imagine what he’d do if you laid a hand on me.” I’m thankful it was dark, for they couldn’t see me shaking as I hid it with my voice coming out as harsh as it did. “Well, we should just be glad your husband is delayed on his journey home then.” The first one came up behind and whispered in my ear. The smoke, he’s here.

Cold. That’s all I could I feel when I went to run past the guard and was pushed into the stone wall. The wetness seeping into the front of my dress, “I will kill you.” I couldn’t see their faces, but I heard the sarcastic smirks, “Oh, I’m sure you could princess.” I closed my eyes. Please, if you can hear me, please come home. Help me. I need you. He was close he had to be, though I had no idea how to reach into his mind, or how he is able to do it. I need him now. I feel the coolness of metal at my throat pulling me away from my thoughts of reaching the only person who could save me from this, or so I was thinking. “Careful with that, wouldn’t want you cutting yourself.” I jab at the man behind me; I will not give them any satisfaction of thinking they have me afraid. “You hear that, Kieran? She’s not afraid of you.” They had never spoken their names before, I hear Kieran, the one with the blade, laugh, “Nah, I think she is Kyren, I can feel her trembling. She is just trying to fool us. Are you trying to fool us princess?” I’m at a loss for what to do, one wrong move and he can cut my throat, “I- I just want you to let me go. Please. I won’t tell anyone.” I feel his Kieran’s opposite hand come to my side, and my automatic reaction was to flinch away from him and push myself off the wall. When I moved my hips away from his touch, I used my hands on the wall to turn myself around and kneed him in the groin, or I hope I did, and I felt him trying to get a hold on my wrists but to my surprise I actually got the upper hand by grabbing the blade out of his grasp, despite grabbing the wrong end and reopening the cut from months ago, I still was able to stab him in the side and run. I could hear the quick steps of the other one, Kyren, behind me as I ran. When I made it to the corridor of my room and the main hall I knew I was still stuck. “Please. Marion, please.”

-Marions P.O.V.-

“What do you think?” Morgoth asked me this question after every battle, when he’d mockingly place the armor of the men we killed on one of the orks and make them march all the way back in it. “Fascinating, lord.” Is the same response I give him every time, “You seem distracted today, do you wish to enlighten me on what has your mind elsewhere?” The whole way back I have felt as if something was off, like something was wrong. I could hear orks paces quickening every now and then as if moving away from something, and they have never stepped out of order before, not once. “No si-” The ringing in my ears is only thing I remember next, as I look around from the ground, my horse lying on the ground behind me. The sound of metal clashing is what brings me out of my haze, and I stand up unsheathing my sword just in time to run it through a dark figure running towards me. “MARION!” I shoot around to see Morgoth on the back of a new horse, smoke now clouding around us, no doubt giving a signal to everyone our location. “WE HAVE TO GO!” I didn’t understand, these were his men, his army, and he’s abandoning them on the count of one surprise attack? I look around and see that most of our men were already dead, we were losing. I nod and run over to one of the men on horseback who just put an arrow in two of our orks and throwing him off guard I throw a small knife at his throat, knocking him off and taking his place on the horses back. After I meet up with Morgoth, he starts trying to talk to me about a strategy for getting around the attackers and out of the forest, but his voice gets drowned out by another’s, by hers. “Please, if you can hear me, please come home. Help me. I need you.” It rang loudly in my head, and I didn’t know how to react, I was frozen. “Are you listening to me?” I gasp and look over to the glaring man next to, “We have to get back. Now.” He looks at me, confusion written all over his face as I rear back on my horse and run, I knew he was following, and I knew that he’d probably give me some punishment for this, but I didn’t care. “Please. Marion, please.” her voice rang through my head again once I reached the tree line, and Morgoth cut me off by stopping in front of me, “ENOUGH! what is happening?” I stared at him, anger and fear present in my eyes, I don’t even know the answer to that, where you hurt? Were these attackers at the fortress to? Are you alive? So instead, I just continue pass him, and as soon as I’m close enough to the doors, I jump off the saddle.

The halls are all empty, not a single soul in sight. I can feel my heart racing in my chest. “Where are you?” I say aloud, I tried reaching out to her mind, as she had to mine but it was silence. I turn down the corridor that leads to our rooms, and a loud crash sounds through the hallway and suddenly I’m running.

-Readers P.O.V-

I made it to my room; I stood there for a second waiting for him to shoot through the door, but he never does. I turn around and head for the door connected to Marions room and think maybe I should stay in there. When I go open the door, Kyren jumps out, gabbing my hand and knocking the blade onto the floor. Backing me up back into my room he pushes me backwards into the desk by the door, causing the candle holders to fall, the noise echoing through the whole room. Leaning on the desk I take a second to look over for anything that may be useful as a weapon, but before I can grab anything I feel Kyren grab my hair, “You killed my brother, and think you can get away from me?” I’m still moving my hand on the desk feeling for anything sharp enough, and he grabs my wrist slamming down onto the desktop. There’s suddenly a ringing in my ears, and a sense of awareness, and I start laughing. “What’s so funny you crazy bi-” I turn around when his grip loosens and see an arrow through his neck, scrambling away from the desk and head for the door. When I turn into the hall I freeze, a pair of familiar green eyes looking back at me. “Y-you’re here.” Forgetting momentarily everything that’s happened, I shorten the distance between us, wrapping my arms around his neck. “You heard me.” I felt him place his hands on my waist and have me step back, the look on his face one of slight horror. My dress having been ripped, and wet from the stone wall, and now probably covered in blood no doubt. He grabs my hand after he took me in, placing the bow on the ground, “Are you hurt anywhere else?” I shake my head, but he looks me over once more anyway, I place my hand on his chest, “Marion.” He meets my eyes then and hesitates for a moment as if he’s scared this is when he’ll actually lose me. “I needed to save you. I was willing to give up everything I’ve worked for, everything he had me do, for you and he knew it, and he showed me images in my mind of how he could hurt you or kill you. Just to keep me in line. So, I thought marrying you was the only way to protect you here, but I see now it was a trap that he played out and I fell for it. That is why I did it. And when I heard you, and you were in trouble I thought I lost you.” He spoke quietly, like the words would somehow scare me. I didn’t know how to respond or how to take his honesty, I just stood there wide eyed and surprised. “Mar-” “No. You don’t have to say anything.” He leaned down and kissed me forehead, “I will have someone clean this all up, and Adar can tend to your hand if you wish.” I gasp, “Adar!” He looks at me then confused, “I think they did something to him. Adar was walking me around today and… well, he momentarily left me unattended and that’s when all this happened.” Marion’s mood shifted and was fuming, “Please don’t blame him, or hurt him.” He just walked away and back down the hall, and I decided to follow him, “Go back.” “Back to where the dead body is in my room? and where I least wish to be?” He turned in front of me, “You will not want to see where I am going. This place is-” “Adar is my friend. Please.” The hurt in his eyes was not hard to miss, but I was not going to lie, and I did not want Adar dead because of me. He just nodded and kept walking, we through a door that led down a circling staircase, the further down we got the hotter it seemed. “Where exactly are we going?” He didn’t respond. Once we finally reached the bottom, I covered my mouth in horror at the sights in front of me. A table at one end of the room had an ork cut open, next to it was some contraption where if a person stood in it and if the door closed, you’d get impaled with nearly 100 spikes, there were so many devices here that could only be described as torturous. “Y-you think t-that Adar is down here?” As soon as I said that a loud banging noise came from the opposite end of the room, making me nearly scream, the sound came again a couple seconds later right before Marion unlocked the latch of the small metal door to where it was coming from.

He was covered in blood, a cut on his cheek, his shirt nearly ripped off him, when he stood up, he fell onto Marion’s shoulder for support. “Adar?” I whispered as I walked up to him, reaching out and grabbing his arm and moving his hair out his face. “They cornered me in the Main Hall. They were threatening you, and when I threatened to take their tongues for their words, they attacked me and dragged me down here, before locking the latch they whispered to me how they promised to more than just words.” He spoke shakily as he looked at me, I moved my hand from his face and wrapped my arm around his waist “Come, let’s get you out of this.” He groaned as he stepped out of the small looking box, and I looked over to Marion who seemed to not know what to think of the situation. “Marion will help get-” “Tell me they didn’t hurt you.” Adar stopped walking and took his arm that on the redhead’s shoulder and turned himself in front of me fully. “No, they did not get that satisfaction, and they lost their lives for even attempting it.” I saw the tension in his body relax at my words, and Marion grabbed his arm gently placing it around his shoulder once more so we could get him up the stairs. Marion told me to meet him back at his quarters while he took Adar to get cleaned up and to rest, so I walked back to where our rooms were. “I had the mess cleaned up in your room.” I jump at Morgoth’s voice, “Next time I leave out I will be sure to leave your husband here, so you are not to have any more problems.” With that he walks away, and I finish my walk confused. When Marion returns, he helps clean my hand up and oddly had an ork draw up a bath for me after moving his from his chambers to mine. Though we just sat in silence, the events of the day taking their full exhausting effect on us both, when he is finished, I do say a simple thank you, as he walks to his room and closes the door that separates us.

I lied in bed, staring at the ceiling, I can’t help but think to myself that everything could have turned out very different if timing had only been off by a couple of minutes, and yet a part of me wasn’t horrified at the thought of the men being killed today. Yes, they were bad men, and they were killed because of me, but is it wrong that a part of me wished it was me who killed both? The one was an accident, unintentional, I wasn’t aiming nor could I see, but I wanted to kill the other one for just the thought alone of putting a hand on me. “Maybe I’m finally going mad.” I say to myself as I roll over in attempt to sleep, but instead I end up just lying there staring at the looming brown door in the middle of the room. I debate my next decision for what feels like forever until I stand up and walk over to the door, I don’t knock, I just slowly and quietly open the door and squeeze in. I look around and the room is not what I expected, yes, it’s dark, but it has more red decor then one would think. I freeze when my gaze lands on his sleeping form on the bed in the middle of the room, the sheet is pulled up to his stomach, so I don’t miss how he is shirtless. I debate for a second turning back, that maybe this was a bad decision, though to be honest I don’t even know what I’m doing here, so I eventually slowly walk towards the opposite side of the bed he’s sleeping on. Attempting not to wake him, I very carefully slide onto the bed one leg at a time, by the time I’m on the bed in an awkward position looking over to make sure I still haven’t disturbed him, the green orbs looking back at me make it clear he was never asleep to begin with. “What are you doing?” There was a slight smile on his face as if he could see some reason I couldn’t yet, “I-” I sat fully down criss crossing my legs under my white chemise. I thought for a second on my answer while he looked at me, his smile slowly fading, and I wondered if maybe I was annoying him for disrupting his sleep on account of me not being able to find my own, I sighed after a long while of silence, “I’m sorry, in truth I couldn’t sleep. So many things have happened and I don’t know what to think anymore, and my mind wouldn’t stop spinning and this was oddly the only place I could think to come to.” I may have spoken a tad too fast by the deep breath I let out after my confession, but he sat up sitting against his headboard and looked down to his hands for a few seconds before responding. “I have no words that will ever good enough to apologize for what happened, for the things I have done to you.” I furrow my brows; I knew he was meaning what occurred in the Main Hall a couple months ago, “Why did you do it? Of all things, how could you do that?” Not that his answer would bring Marthia or any of them back, I needed know. He leaned his head back against the headboard he sat against, “I have felt his control over me ever since I left Aul`e. I was so hungry for more and he saw that so, and he promised me just that, and that it would come with power. I just didn’t realize I’d have to lose control over my mind sometimes.” I bit my lip in attempt to keep myself from crying, not that it was working, “He made you. Didn’t he?” I whispered in the darkness of his room, he just looked at me, his green eyes outlined in red as if he were fighting tears. I didn’t know he could do that in all honesty, his kind isn’t supposed to have these feelings, maybe since he’s fallen, he’s burdened with them now. Maybe a part of him is human. He lifted his hand up to touch my cheek, I almost flinch away, a crease in my brow, but I let him, his thumb caressing my face. “Please stay, even if it is just for tonight. Don’t leave.” I stare into his soft green eyes for a minute before I nod and move to lay under the covers, but he stays sat watching me for a second, when he lays down meeting my eyes, I instinctively move closer to him putting my face in his chest engulfing myself in his warmth and within a few minutes sleep welcomes me.

Auth note: I unintentionally may have made this a tad longer than I planned, so I will go ahead and say the next chapter will be SPICY. <3

The next chapter I am also going to try and make the last one of this part so I can get to the main story line, of Rings of Power!!!

As always, thank you guys for the support and if I miss anything up top (Since I did actually spread the editing period out for this and could have honestly missed one) send me a message so I can edit it! I don’t want to be a person who misses a warning and people freak out lol.

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Halbrand: gatekeeping how insanely handsome I am by looking like total shit all the time

Hidden Truths Ch.12

Warnings: TAD SPICY (Not full smut, No sex), Forced Isolation, Arguing, Forced dreams, Implied uncomfortable interaction with guards (men), (I believe that is all, but as always let me know if I miss anything <#3)

Authors Note: uhh main note is after chapter to keep from any “spoilers” in a way, but welcome, welcome lovelies. This another shorter chaper because I am either going to make 13 really long or there is only going to be 3 more in total after this, because I am still splitting it up and with this being during the war, I will need to add time skips (nothing major happening in said time skips, just in the fact that Morgoth and Sauron do fight in battles during the war.)

’Bang, Bang’ “Ughhh” I hit my head against the surprisingly soft black bed frame. It’s been three weeks already and all they have done is keep me locked up in this room, I mean the least they could have done was give me a window. The only contact I’ve had, or rather accepted that is, is the uruk who almost dislocated my shoulder upon introduction. He hasn’t told me his name, so I don’t know if he has one, though a few orks in passing who I see trust and respect him, have called him Adar, though they scatter in fear when they see me. A knock at my door disturbs my thoughts and I slide grudgingly out of bed, “I have only come to bring you some food.” I freeze at the sound of his voice on the other side of the large door. He had tried talking to me for a few days after I was locked in this room but stopped trying after I kept ignoring him. “I was told you ignore most of your meals, fear of poison, is it?” I just let out a quiet scoff, that damn uruk. “Look, if he wanted you dead, he would have killed you all those weeks ago, not wait till you were in the comfort of food.” I roll my eyes, of course you’d say that he’d want us both to think that. “Ouch.” He scoffs from the other side of the door, “Get out of my head.” I finally speak my first words to him in weeks, “You can leave the plate at the door.” I hear nothing after that but fading steps; after waiting a few minutes, I decide to test the door, but the second I get close to the handle, the connecting door in the middle of the room opens for the first time, “Ah, ah, ah. No, you don’t.” I freeze staring at him walking towards me with the plate of food. My automatic reaction was to back away but the but my back meeting the door not even two seconds later reminded me I didn’t have anywhere to go. He set the plate on the small chest at the end of my bed and stands to meet my eyes once more, “Please, just eat.” I look at the plate, and the only appealing thing is the small stack of cut up apples, my favorite. “I remember. You always picked them for Mrs. Mar-” “Please. Stop.” I say walking over and picking up that plate and pushing it into his chest, “Stop trying to bring back the girl you killed.” His face was an automatic look of confusion and anger, as he knocks the tray out of my hand, food now all over the floor. He leans close to my face, and his voice is barely a whisper, “You have no idea what it’s like to live your life, your choices not actually your own. You don’t know what I was willing to trade to change what happened that day, to change the way you now look at me. Not that any of it matters now.” I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until he had closed his door and was out of my room and I let out a long sobbing breath, falling onto the floor. He was the reason my mother was gone and now is also the reason I lost Fin and that little girl I would have raised as my own after knowing for only a day, I have every right to hate him as I do. I stayed there on the floor, eventually curled up into a ball and cried myself to sleep, I don’t know what is worse though, being awake in this place, or the dreams I have while in the supposed comfort of sleep.

His soft lips grazed my neck, while I felt his hand firm on my waist, not gripping just there as reminder to stay still. My breathing was picking up along with my heart rate, and I knew he could tell by the smirk on those damned lips. “You nervous?” His voice was soft, as if genuinely asking, but I also could hear the hint of teasing as if he was trying to push me further. “N-no-” My voice was stuck in my throat, his hand started moving from waist up my stomach, his touch almost feather light, and it was aggravatingly edging me on and he knew it. “I’m impatient, p-please.” His gaze met mine, pupils dilatated to where his blues were almost black, my hands in his soft golden blonde hair trying to bring his face closer to mine. “Fin, kiss me. Please.” With that not even a second later his lips were on mine in a softly heated kiss, as if his life depended on it. I felt him move himself between my legs, and as if on instinct I moved against him causing him to make a deep guttural sound and depart from my lips. “I’m thinking maybe we should stop here, before I end up not being able to.” His forehead against mine, our breath mixing, “Fin, I want this. I want you; we don’t have to stop here.” I say looking at him, “You’re all I have ever wanted.” He says leaning down to attack my lips once more, his hands on my waist. I put my hand on his chest pushing a little and turn us so that I am straddling his hips, though when I look down at him, it’s no longer Fin under me. “What’s wrong, Love?” I scream scrambling off his lap.

I scream myself awake and shoot up off the floor; my torches having burned out a while ago. That wasn’t the first I’d dreamed of Fin, but that was the first time Sauron wriggled his way in. Avoiding him was easy when he kept his distance as well, but him only being separated by a door doesn’t exactly keep my mind at peace most nights. I sat in the corner of my room replaying the images of the dream in my head, thinking of any reasonable explanation as to what could be happening to me, maybe being in this place is making me go mad…like them, or maybe some part, deep inside of me, still wanted him. But the longer I sit, the longer I think, “Wait..” I whisper to myself, as I remember a small encounter between me and a couple of the guards from a few days after my containment.

-Flashback-

“HEY!” I yell as I bang on the door for probably the 100th time in the last five minutes, “HEY, YOU CAN’T KEEP ME IN HERE FOREVER.” I turn to stare at the other looming brown door that split the room in two, debating on if maybe I should be yelling at him instead, but before I could the door to the hall opened. “Why don’t you keep it down? Huh, princess?” I look at the unfamiliar faces in front of me, they don’t look like orks more so like Adar, but their faces are smooth, they have the same pointed ears of elves, and one even has purple eyes instead of the normal black I’ve seen here. Whoever these men are though, I’m not sure why they think I would listen to them of all people. “Where’s the Uruk that is normally watching my door?” The other guy that was there reached his hand out, playing with a strand of my hair in his fingers, “Could you imagine getting to see what goes on this pretty little head?” The other guy just hummed, “Imagine getting to play with that pretty little head. Why don’t you just go back to sleep and dream princess? We know how much fun those can be for you. ” They just laughed before I could fully process what they had meant and walked out, locking the door behind them. After that I just kept to myself, except for Adar, he wasn’t all bad conversation.

-End Flashback-

It was all him. He’d been messing with mind; he had to be. I stare over at the door that separates us and debate screaming in his face. I know it won’t matter though. I start to wonder how long I had been asleep, hearing my stomach and regretting having ruined a meal, I stand up and go towards the outer door to see if maybe the ork watching would be willing to get me some food. I risk knocking twice, “Hello? I- I was wondering what time it may be?” A few seconds later the door opened, I was afraid maybe it was those other two guys, and I disturbed their quiet once again, but when I started to apologize a familiar face slipped through. “You scared me! Maybe next time say a few words before barging in?” Adar looked at me and laughed a little bit, something I assume doesn’t happen often for him, “I did not mean to, but to answer your question its after nightfall, by at least an hour almost two.” I groaned and just walked back to my bed and plopped face down all Adar could hear was a muffled “Great.” I sit myself up and look over to him, “Would it be too much to ask for a glass of water, or maybe a small snack?” His face just scrunched into confusion, but that gave way when my stomach made noises again giving away that I still had not eaten anything, but before he can say anything the other door in the room opens. “You can go.” Is all he says staring at the uruk at the end of my bed. I went to stand up, to say that he had no right, but Adar put a hand up, cutting me off, and nodded towards the angry looking redhead a couple feet away. I followed Adar to the door as he left, I grabbed the door stopping it from closing and he looked at me, “Don’t leave. Please.” My voice was so quiet I was sure he couldn’t hear me by the look on his face; I saw him look past me and I knew it wouldn’t matter. “Let go of the door.” Adar’s voice wasn’t harsh, but he meant it sternly, as soon as I slid my grip away the door was locked once more. I sighed as I leaned my head against the hard wood, I didn’t have to say anything to know he was still there, I could feel his cold gaze boring a hole into the back of my head. I turned my head to look at him, “I liked it better when you left me alone.”

I picked my head up off the door and waited a second before turning around. “What has he done to earn your trust? Aren’t we your enemy?” I shoot my gaze around to face him fully, my anger from when I awoke now returning, “I don’t trust anyone, but at least he has the decency not to poke around in my dreams knowing sleep is my ONLY escape from here.” The shock on his face is almost laughable, he stands there in silence for a little while as if debating on a response, or if to deny my allegation. “I was trying to make your dreams a real escape, something I knew brought you peace. I wasn’t trying to give you nightmares, but a sanctuary in Hell.” I laughed at him then, like actually laughed to the point I was hunched over and had my hand on the doorframe for support. “Yes, oh of course.” My laughter dying down cutting me off mid-sentence, “Giving me dreams and visions of a life I now can never have is somehow… Peace? In this Hell?” I shake my head at him, “No, Marion, all you’ve done is make my Hell worse.” His face falls then as I use his given name that he allowed me to call him all those years ago when we were two different people sitting by a river under the cover of trees. “Y-you have taken. Enough- from me.” He walks up to me; I try to take a step back but am reminded quickly of the door behind me, he blocks me in with his hands by my head on the door. At first, I think maybe he’s angry, but he never says anything just looks at me, “What are-” I whisper but he cuts me off by gently grabbing the sides of my face with both of his hands and leaning his forehead against mine, and suddenly I’m holding my beath again. “You have no idea how I’ve missed hearing you say that.” I feel my brows crease together in confusion at his words, my voice still comes out barely audible, “Saying what?” We’ve both let our guards down, and we both know it. My gaze never leaves his face, even when he finally opens his eyes. “I’ve missed you saying my name. My real name.” I felt like I couldn’t breathe, the way he is looking at me, the feeling of his lips so close to mine and his hands that somehow feel less rougher than I remember. “Marion, I-” I reached my hand up to his arm, and it was like a spell breaking. Suddenly he pulled away from me and had a look of horror on his face, “I will retrieve you a plate from dinner. If I catch another of our men in your room, just know his punishment will be on your hands.” With that he slammed his door closed, leaving me standing now in the middle of my room, even more angry and confused then I was before.

Auth note: UHHH so, welcome to the start of the Marion! Sauron x Elf! Reader chapters, it is not going to be pretty because I am going to try and correctly write Sauron’s manipulative attitude but also portray his ‘being controlled by Morgoth and still wants her’ side.

You’re My Forbidden Fruit

Rich and freshly divorced Galadriel returns to her parents’ place with her daughter Celebrían. There she meets the twenty year old son of their groundskeeper, who will make some feelings flourish.

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The one where Halbrand is the Noldor’s sugar baby.

Rating: Explicit

Link to AO3 HERE

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Covert Operation - ch. 16 “Fresh Air”

Pairing: Galadriel/Halbrand
AU: modern, undercover spy situation
Rating: explicit

Summary:

Galadriel is ready. For three years, operation Red Eye has been in the making. Yet her infiltration into Morgoth Bauglir’s business doesn’t go entirely to plan. From the moment she meets Halbrand, the charismatic face behind which Morgoth hides his nefarious business, things seem to slip outside her control. With her carefully crafted plan out the window, she has to quickly find her footing in a world of illicit deals and lavish parties, surrounded by some of the most dangerous criminals in Middle Earth. Without blowing her cover. And certainly without catching feelings for her charming but dangerous host.

Read chapter 16 on AO3 here (In which there are tears and laughter and light in the after.)

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