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( ❀ ) ˙ ˖ melkor ⠀〳 reader⠀ ❜࿔

· ⊰ synopsis. how melkor kisses his s/o

· ⊰ note. hehe well dear, I hope I don't disappoint then ~ here we go, first melkor request <3

ʚ Does not know the meaning of personal space, especially when it comes to kisses. Melkor's hands are all over you, majority of the time grabbing your waist, sometimes burying into your hair — particularly he enjoys cupping one of his hands over your throat, giving you little squeezes here and there just to mess with you

ʚ Loves kissing you when you least expect it and especially as a way to 'shut you up' if you're going off of him for another one of his reckless notions. One moment you are ranting and raving, the next: he's grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you in or slipping a hand beneath your jaw and turning your head before pressing his lips to yours — and don't expect him to let up until you're weak in the knees and have forgotten exactly what it is you were angry over

ʚ There is quite the height gap between you and him; he uses this to his advantage, especially if he wishes to see you flustered. Melkor traps in corners, hoists you up against walls, all whilst kissing you and taking your very breath away. He knows damn well of his strength in comparison to yours and always has little ways such as this of showing your power differences

ʚ Favourite spot other than your lips? Your neck and jaw, he can feel the way your pulse picks up and he gets a kick out of it. Alternatively, this also applies to your inner wrist

ʚ Lip. Biting. I'm not saying any more

ʚ Melkor adores when you bury your hands into his hair and tug during a kiss — not that he'll ever admit to it, though. You caught on once or twice considering he often shudders a little at it

ʚ Does not give two fucks who is around, he'll kiss you when and where he feels like. To him, it's almost like his little display of a claim. They can watch, sure, but you're his and his alone

ʚ Not really one for soft or lackluster kisses, every one of them is brimming with passion. At most you'll get the rare tired kiss in which it's toned down a little, but otherwise don't expect anything less from him

ʚ Again, he will never admit this but he loves when you kiss the nape of his neck

ʚ Can and will point out if you're blushing, usually followed by a small pinch of your cheek or making you maintain eye contact with him. He's a little tease like that

( ❀ ) ˙ ˖ melkor ⠀〳 reader⠀ ❜࿔

· ⊰ synopsis. nsfw headcanons with melkor and his s/o ( minors dni ៸៸ sexual content ៸៸ biting ៸៸ degradation ៸៸ name calling )

· ⊰ note. but of course ~

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ( ❀ ) ˙ ˖ melkor | morgoth ⠀〳 ⠀vala!reader ❜᭡ㅤㅤㅤ

·⊰ 𝓵𝔂𝓻𝓲𝓬 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓽 : imagine being the wife of manwë and melkor tries to win you over ( insistent behaviour? )

“oh, what’s with that look?”

your brow twitches, gaze steeling as the recently plucked flower rests between pale fingers, twirling before you. “must you look at me as though I’m the epitome of everything wrong in the world?”

“is that supposed to be a joke, melkor?’’ after scoffing you push his hand to the side, carelessly disregarding his ‘gift’. “do not think for a second that just because you claim to have turned over a new leaf that all is forgiven. you still lack the honour of speaking with me.’’ 

your words mattered not for they only appeared to further egg him on and feed his grinning countenance. “fiesty as ever. my brother truly isn’t keeping you in line huh.’’ “whatever goes on between your brother and me is none of your business. now, if you would excuse me.’’ having enough of this conversation you turned on heel and proceeded to walk away. 

your relationship with the once dark lord had always been on the complicated side, even before his corruption. the last place you wanted to be was anywhere around him, for you knew his ulterior motives. it had been quite literally since the beginning of time; his pursuit for you. 

“now, where do you think you are going?” 

a yelp flees your lips as an icy sensation encircles your wrist and suddenly you’re hauled right back. “melkor!’’ the gasp is cut short once you realise that your body flushes right up against his. before you could stop the heat from rising to your cheeks you realise that you’re already blushing and altogether hitch your breath. 

“so flustered. . . he really must not be satisfying you.’’ irritation licks at your core as you attempt to yank your wrist back. “do not speak ill of my husband -” “husband, you say it with such pride. . . but I see it in your eyes, clear as day.’’ 

he leans in, prompting every muscle within you to grow rigid. “tell me, have you any idea what you are missing out on?” you suck a breath, snapping your head to the side as cold fingers take a lock of your hair between them.

“melkor. . . let go of me.’’ comes your shaky breath.

“no, I don’t think I will.’’ he rejects. 

he releases your wrist in favour of circling you like a stalking predator, pale violet analysing each and every one of your reactions. “I almost feel pity. you could be having the time of your life and yet you would rather remain with that stiff-neck.’’

a shivered gasp flees your lips as the chilly presence now flushes against your back and the cold touch returns to your skin. “oh, how precious,’’ he tuts, hands finding your shoulders. “you could have so much more. . .” his fingers trace up, cupping below your jaw as lips find your ear. 

“so much fun. if you were mine.’’ 

you’re stiff, mind turning into mush yet racing concurrently. He is right up against you, breath fanning your neck, fingers flushed upon your skin. but soon sense knocks you in the head and you jerk away, spinning to face him and bringing a hand to your chest. 

“leave, melkor.’’ you quake. “now.’’ 

he sighs, only to chuckle and take a step closer. “if you insist. . .’’ the flower is tucked behind your ear as he shoots you one final smirk before finally walking on and leaving you alone. trembling and gaze dropping to the ground. 

his cold touch lingered still, sending shivers to your spine as you do everything in your power to forget whatever had just occurred, forget his words, that face of his. 

damn him. 

( ❀ ) ˙ ˖ melkor ⠀〳 reader⠀ ❜࿔

· ⊰ synopsis. he had always seen you scampering around, he found you cute. however, it was only when a council of the valar led to him officially meeting you that he knew the extent of how endearing you were

· ⊰ note. thank you! here you go, I hope you enjoy. I gave it a little plot that's been in my head hehe

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ʚ You were a maia of Manwë, however, you had only officially been noticed by Melkor after his first capture; when he dwelled in the lands of Valinor once more as he was given a ‘second chance’

ʚ You had heard many stories of the once dark lord, especially from his brother whom you served, those of which were positive and sorrowful, whereas some of the other valar such as Mandos spoke of him in a far different light. As to be expected, Manwë was his brother after all - of course he would have contradicting opinions when it came to Melkor 

ʚ However, you had no interest in actually going out of your way to meet him one-on-one. You had your duties, being the maia of the literal king of the valar was far from an easy role

ʚ But you had caught his eye, he had seen you running around and carrying out your duties so enthusiastically. To him you were like a little mouse - he almost found it amusing 

ʚ Your official meeting was when you felt a strange presence in your vala’s home and immediately sought it out - knowing well that there was a meeting of the valar so such a powerful presence was certainly not from any of them - you were both right and wrong 

ʚ Indeed, there was a valar standing there, but none of which you had expected. Instead, you were greeted by a head of long, raven hair and when he turned; a dull violet locked upon your eyes. Now that he was up-close you managed to get a good look of him - and damn, were the rumours true. He was gorgeous 

ʚ He arched his brow, finding your curious stare endearing as a smirk found his lips “Am I that good-looking?” he’d tease, leaving you profusely apologising and directing your gaze elsewhere. You tried to explain that you merely weren’t expecting him but alas, he refused to let your little stare simply slip by 

ʚ This is what began a string of future meetings and a slew of teases; especially in front of his brother who was quite confused of this new development. When had you met Melkor? And why did your cheeks burn so much whenever he was around or looked at you?

ʚ It wasn't only him who had began to take notice. In fact, the other ainur were beginning to acknowledge just how close you were getting to Melkor, how he teased you to no end, how you went bright red each and ever time

ʚ Varda, being a little more cautious about her Melkor and also unable to watch his confusion any longer, pointed out that you seemed to have developed a little interest in the once dark lord 

ʚ Manwë didn’t pay it much mind after that. After all, it’s not as if it was a particularly bad thing - right? It was just a smal infatuation and he doubted Melkor would make any pursuits. Even if he did, it’s not like it would result in anything catastrophic

ʚ . . . right?

ʚ pairing : melkor / reader

ʚ summary : soft relationship hcs with melkor and his s/o

ʚ note : hi there! no problem at all, writing our dark lords as soft makes me all kinds of fluffy <3 here you go!

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ʚ Melkor had a little knack for playing with your knuckles and hands in general. Now, I know this may sound out of the ordinary but in general, this is one of the first things he goes for when showing affection. Be it by taking your hands into his far larger ones or simply rubbing into the grooves of your knuckles with his thumb when the two of you are laying. He likes how petite your hands are compared to his 

ʚ Let’s you sit in his lap a lot, especially if he’s on his throne or something. It once again has to do with the fact that you’re smaller in comparison to him and he finds that beyond endearing

ʚ Can and will sometimes scoop you up when you least expect it. One moment you’re telling his followers of his latest commands, the next, you’re being hoisted up into a pair of arms or potentially thrown over his shoulder 

ʚ Favourite place to kiss is the nape of your neck, he thinks it is incredibly cute how you shiver snd shudder 

ʚ He knows damn well that any of his robes would be too big on you and yet he insists that you wear them either way. Melkor would most likely tease you as the large robes drape around you

ʚ He has a knack for patting your head. Melkor isn’t exactly good at comfort and reassurance, so this is one of his main ways of attempting to comfort you. He’ll pat your head, maybe rake his hand through your hair while he is at it 

ʚ As we all know he is old as time itself, meaning he must have a thousand and one stories - much of which he often tells you when you’re preparing to sleep. Often, he’ll tell you of tales far and wide, they serve as your bedtime story or lullaby almost

ʚ Calls you his little songbird if he is feeling particularly affectionate

ʚ He created a tiny mini dragon especially for you, which served more of a pet than anything not considering it wouldn't grow from that size. In a way, he also made it your guardian - knowing that being his s/o meant a lot of people were out for your head

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ʚ incubi!valar au

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misc ‧₊˚࿔

ʚ kissing his s/o ៸៸❀

ʚ “ I can be a better boyfriend than him ” ៸៸✾

ʚ meeting his s/o for the first time ៸៸❀

ʚ catching him staring៸៸✾

ʚ asking him to hold your drink ៸៸✾

ʚ walking in on you changing៸៸✾

ʚ seeing reader cry៸៸✾

ʚ when he's jealous៸៸❀

ʚ with a s/o from the modern world ៸៸❀

ʚ telling him you want a baby prank, modern!au៸៸✾

ʚ dodging his kisses៸៸✾

ʚ meeting his s/o's ex៸៸❀

ʚ relationship hcs៸៸❀

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fluff ‧₊˚࿔

ʚ sleeping with his s/o, poly with mairon ៸៸✿

ʚ with daughter!reader, familial platonic៸៸❀

ʚ s/o falling asleep in his lap៸៸❀

ʚ finding out that his s/o is pregnant៸៸❀

ʚ when his s/o has a nightmare៸៸❀

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angst ‧₊˚࿔

ʚ “ come back home ”៸៸✾

ʚ taking mairon's s/o away from him៸៸✿

ʚ losing his s/o៸៸❀

ʚ can't remember to forget you៸៸✿

ʚ accidentally killing his s/o៸៸❀

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smut ‧₊˚࿔

ʚ nsfw hcs៸៸❀

ʚ practice makes perfect ៸៸✿

ʚ preferences in bed ៸៸✾

ʚ overstimulating his s/o៸៸❀

ʚ when his s/o asks him to join them in the shower៸៸✾

ʚ teasing him in public៸៸✾

ʚ receiving a dirty text៸៸❀

ʚ what his cum tastes like៸៸❀

ʚ catching their s/o touching themselves៸៸❀

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dark ‧₊˚࿔

ʚ pregnant with his children, yandere ៸៸❀

ʚ smoke & mirrors ៸៸✿

ʚ yandere alphabet ៸៸❀

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 & 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 1k event: yandere

ʚ pairing : melkor / reader

ʚ cw : yandere themes ៸៸ possessive and obsessive behaviour ៸៸ degradation ៸៸ dark themes in general viewer discretion advised

ʚ note : of course ~

ʚ pairing : melkor / vala!reader

ʚ cw : war mention

ʚ summary : you were once joined at the hip, but what happens when melkor's admiration for your works turns into something far more devastating?

ʚ note : awww thank you <3 I actually think this is my first time writing a vala!reader so hehe

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ʚ One would say that you and Melkor were close, especially in the days before his corruption and Arda itself. However, during his little rebellion against Eru, you had chosen against his ways. And when Arda was formed, you continued on with the rest of the valar 

ʚ Melkor would admit that he felt some sort of betrayal when you had denied joining him, especially given the fact that the two of you were joined by the hip for aeons. However, he did not attempt to force you ( although, on that note: he had tried multiple times to persuade you )

ʚ One of the main reasons that he had refrained from forcing you to join his ranks was due to a mutual respect that the two of you had built up over the years. You were the valar of volcanoes and fire, the original creator of the dragons. Your dragons were bringers of peace and prosperity, serving the world of Arda and eventually, solely Valinor. Such creatures remained in his memory and would ultimately inspire his own take on them. 

ʚ However, unlike your dragons that were winged, Melkor found some difficulty in breeding dragons with wings. Rather, his take on the species was land-bound, something that frustrated him just a tad. A part of him also wished to one-up you when it came to the creation of such beasts, of course he admired your work. . . so why not try to create something better?

ʚ When you caught wind of the great beasts that were plaguing Middle-Earth, a part of you couldn’t help but note how eerily similar they were to your creations. And during the War of Wrath was when you finally saw the beasts - including his newly achieved winged-drakes. They greatly rivalled your own creations, so much so that you were astounded and even a part of you a little thrown-off. 

ʚ When the battle game to an end and Melkor was captured for the last time, you exchanged a few words with him. That of anger, out of disgust that he had taken the idea of your docile, majestic creations and morphed them into monstrous and vile. Any bond with the dark lord had been broken then and there as such a notion only further added on to the feelings of betrayal you had festered due to him

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