#silvergifting

by lulumiche

Fresh out of prison, world-class card shark Curufin Feanorian is already dealing himself back into a life he swore he was done with. His straight-laced son Celebrimbor has an offer too good to refuse: a plan to crack the most impossible vault in Vegas, which holds everything their family lost.

But for Celebrimbor, the contents of the vault don't matter. His eyes are on a much bigger prize: Angband Casino's notorious head of security. He'll do anything to get what he wants, even if it means teaming up with the family he once foreswore.

Words: 4171, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, J. R. R. Tolkien's Middle-earth Legendarium & Related Fandoms

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Curufin (Tolkien), Celebrimbor (Tolkien), Sons of Fëanor (Tolkien)

Relationships: Celebrimbor/Sauron (Tolkien)

welcome to the inside of annatar's head! we're having a bad time in here! <3

One night, Celebrimbor catches Mairon coming in to watch him sleep. He almost leaves again when he realizes Celebrimbor’s awake, but he asks to fall asleep in Mairon's arms, which is, as per usual, an irresistible prospect.

Once they’re situated in bed, lying down with Celebrimbor’s head on Annatar’s shoulder so he can’t escape, Celebrimbor springs his trap. He asks, “Why have you been so cagey lately?”

...Mairon had hoped he hadn't noticed. It isn't - reasonable. Celebrimbor allows him a thousand liberties; the lack of a single one should not grate on him so.

"You know we’re married, right?” teases Celebrimbor. “I can tell when you’re around. And I can also tell when you mysteriously have somewhere else to be every time I notice that you’re around.”

This is – true. Unfortunately. The unfortunate part is not that they're married, of course, their marriage is Mairon's highest priority, but that Celebrimbor can know so much about him. Mairon quite enjoys the reverse, though, so he will live with it. "I'm aware of that, yes," he admits.

“So what is it? What do you want?”

Mairon says, wishing he'd just leave it alone, "Nothing. It's fine."

“Sure, it’s fine," Celebrimbor says, with no sign of leaving it alone, "but you’re not being this weird because you don’t want anything. I’m not going to be angry with you, you know.”

How would he possibly know that? He doesn't - Mairon knows that Celebrimbor doesn't want this, that it violates the terms of their agreement, that he cannot ask for it. "Are you sure about that?"

Celebrimbor pushes himself up on his elbows to look Mairon in the eyes like Mairon is being deliberately obtuse. “That I won’t be angry about you asking me for something? Pretty damn sure, yes," he says, but he can't know that–

And therefore I have come to the only logical conclusion, which is that the lenses themselves are shaped differently, possibly also with gaudy colours. What sort of differently, you ask? '90s bowling alley carpet wet dreams! One of the lenses is shaped like a cartoon daisy and the other is shaped like a cartoon heart! They have colourful squiggles that move around! They glow under uv light! There's another pair shaped like a five pointed star and a three dimensional rose! Celebrimbor has a pair with a penis on one side and a perfectly regular round lens on the other

the stupid-looking spectacles are like. they're highly specialized lenses, so they are ground to strange shapes -- like maybe thinner in the center and like half an inch thick round the edges -- and possibly. like you know the thing at the eye doctor where they flip seventeen different lenses up and down and ask you which ones are easier to see through? several swappable lenses like that. for looking at different wavelengths or whatever.

by pumkinpatchwork (@pumkin-patchwork)

Celebrimbor began to stretch and sit up, and stopped dead instantly. Because were those— were those paws??? By Erú Ilúvatar! He had become a rabbit!

General, No Archive Warnings