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Precious baby, you’re so sweet.
Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you either. We’re in the middle of a move and setting up a new scanner/printer but I know that I owe you.
RP wise too, I think. I miss you. We should talk more and I should introduce Charlie to Billy.
Quoting lintamaide, who always offer good prompts to think about:
Once you accept the idea that the Silmarillion is a biased historical document, it’s easy to start wondering how many other things didn’t happen exactly the way the text told us.
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The whole Silmarillion is narrated from the perspective of Elves, therefore, even if we take in account their best intentions, it’s still a biased narrative.
We could go further and ask ourselves which elves’ perspective, but you get the point, don’t you?So, given the same events, there are as many truths as there are people involved.
Welcome to relativism.
The relationship between Mairon and Melkor is never really go into that much! Hehe wonder what really happened that the elves didn’t know about.
Elladan’s eyes glanced to the missing hand and sat down on the side of the bed heavily. Concern and anger mixing with hurt, “I do not understand Marion.” He lifted wounded eyes to look at Mairon then and shook his head slowly, “I do not understand any of what has happened. Are you happy now? Are you whole? Can you live here in Rivendell and be happy or will you leave me again when you guilt and self loathing demand it?”
Mairon sat up slowly and placed his left hand over Elladan’s. He hated seeing his bond mate so hurt. It was like an arrow lodged in his heart. “I can do more then that Elladan. I will stay and live with you as the husband you wanted. I love you dearly and I do not wish to see that pain in your eyes ever again.”
Slowly, the former Maia leaned close to him and kissed his lips softly. It felt so natural to kiss the elven prince and he only wished for more. Mairon truly loved Elladan as much as his brothers and sisters in Valinor. To hurt him was never his intention. “I love you.”
(Source: maiar-of-aule)
A cleaner cut of Sauron after he had his hair chopped off. Ignore the modern look even if it is sexy.
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Dr.Lecter gave a hum of acknowledgement. ”Most don’t trust easily—not with what matters.” He assured, then fell silent as the other continued with his explanation. Hannibal inhaled and leaned closer. ”I can promise you that nothing you share with me here will leave this room. I do not work for Melkor. I am your doctor and I am here to help you.”
“Home is not an especially comforting place for you?” He lead carefully. ”Tell me about your home life. What do you do to entertain yourself? What do you enjoy?” He asked, starting slowly. It wouldn’t be too difficult to draw more information out of the man, no matter how guarded the model thought he was, but it wouldn’t be any use to him to push things too quickly.
Mairon nodded a little when the doctor said he did not work for Melkor. It was hard to tell, but there was something different about Dr. Lecter. This man was too intelligent to be under his agent. “Alright…” He whispered and stood up to make his way to the bookshelves.
Those golden eyes scan each spine carefully as if he worshiped them in a way. These were his salvation from true reality. “I hate home because…it is not my real home. My home is in the middle of nowhere where there are fields with cattle and horses…” His slender fingers brushed over the books and he took one out to look through the pages. It was beautiful - the words, the scent, and the feel under his the model’s finger tips.
“I love reading. I read the same books over and over sometimes because it reminds me of my brothers. I have two older brothers named Eonwe and Osse. We were all named after beings called Maiar in the novels of Tolkien so our favorite books were his works…” He never looked up as he spoke, only kept his eyes trained upon the pages of the book in his hands. “Reading is going into another world, and I can be safe there. I can be safe from everyone…from him.”
(Source: maiar-of-aule)
Have you ever raped someone when you were evil, or been an accomplice in such a thing? Who were the victims?
Anonymous
Mairon looked down and sighed. “Yes I have when my heart was twisted. I was doing a small part of it because Melkor’s abuse had started to get worse, but that is no excuse. I do not remember their names but I remember their faces…I know for sure Maedhros though was among them…”
Do you judge people that have rape fantasies?
Anonymous
“No I do not, it’s just not for me. What people do is their business. Why should I judge them based on their sex lives?”
Do you like to play pretend that your lover is forcing you?
Anonymous
“That is a good question, but no not really. I’ve been in situations like that and it is not a place I was to be in…I have my kinks, but I am not into rape or rape fantasies.”
tell me about your biggest turn on
Anonymous
“My biggest turn on?” Mairon sat back thinking. “I guess it would be a dominate person whispering sinful things into my ear. I can’t help but enjoy a bit of dirty talk.”
About Mairon the Maiar of Aulë
