#void reader

The house of Feanor meets the embodiment of the void, who is not what they expected to be.

Requested by Anon

Hi there, hope you're doing well :)

May I send a request for the Feanorians, who meet the embodiment of the Void (reader) when they're in the Void after death, and after witnessing how regretful they were of their actions, reader pleads with Eru/Mandos to give them another chance and they do, but that would mean that the Feanorians have to leave her behind, so they ask to bring her along and she does get to go to Valinor with them?

It's up to you if you want to do a romantic pairing or go for a platonic route.

Thanks!

Warnings: mentions of Feanor and his actions, the oath, kin slaying, mentions of death, being disembodied spirits, Ungoliant, madness, eating itself, self-reflection, some soft moments, and Melkor being kind of an ass.

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- Darkness is what elves expected to meet once they damned themselves on the path of doom and their souls are banished to the void, beyond the doors of the night, where they might never return. 

- It was mostly true. There was no light like the stars, the sun, or the light of valars in the void, but most importantly, there was nothing. 

- One of the tales of the void shared that there were creatures of horrors who desired and envied the light of Eru, but surprisingly, there was none, and even when a soul sensed another presence, it would vanish or leave them alone. 

- However, one thing they did not expect was to dream within the void and meet a powerful presence. 

This is an outside pov from Darkness And Devotion.

Warnings: Horror theme, death, being devoured alive, destruction, and all the good horror stuff.

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The orcs and the other servants of Morgoth could only describe that day as the day the formless monster sang and bore its teeth. 

No one truly knows what happened or where it came. Some heard alarms that someone was trying to escape with an elven thrall. No one thought much of it, to the savage orcs it was an invitation to hunt and punish the escapees. That’s what it was like when some thrall dared to try to escape. Angband’s residents believed it would be over before it began. 

They were wrong as the formless monster then appeared. 

Really baro....What the heck

Request was for Void sister reader and with a cliffhanger ending. Hope this doesn’t suck as bad as it probably does (?)

It was the worst time of the year. Exams. In school. You were not that much of a study person and it got to you, too bad. You were losing it literally and for some reason, you couldn’t hold it, and everyone was going to know, everyone you cared for, were going to know that reason.

You were reading, book after book and you wanted to be in peace. You were for that reason at your boyfriend’s place. At Liam’s house. By boyfriend, meaning a friend who is a boy. Or maybe more. You really didn’t want to go through discovering it at the moment with your dark secret to hide while struggling of letting it out.

Liam of course came home, making it hard to pass, the knowledge of to company you, and you were already on your edge. Suggesting the pen in hand, making notes, the loud bang of the front door when it closed, Liam then calling for you you were ready to snap the one in half. You were in rage. You grit your teeth and let a single tear go down your cheek. Holding the pen hurt. Fighting the pain and anger were something that had a weight on your psychical level. Also trying to hold in the triggering beast in you was not something you had only chosen to do, you forced yourself to do it. Knowing you’d be in deep water if this one would come out.

Liam was a pain in the ass to say the least. He was eager, like a puppy, wanting to help you study, but not long did it take you to lose it and finally break the pen in your hand and turn towards him. You had let it go and you were now, deep inside of your mind, trying to relax so you could restrain the thing soon enough. Like taking in deep and slow breaths in your soul while your body was causing destruction.

”Say one more word again and I will kill you with my bare hands, you dog!” Your voice was raspy and sounded unfamiliar to you when you let out your threatening whisper. Liam had stopped talking, his smile died and his body froze. You walked closer to him slowly, approaching him like a prey would it’s victim, and glaring at him with dangerous glee shining in your eyes. ”I have not in years met anyone as annoying and infuriating as you, nor have I ever had such a short temper, so tempted to just strangle you at the moment, but if you just keep you voice down, I’m sure we’ll both survive.”

And as soon as you closed your mouth, smirking darkly at your friend, you claimed the body to yourself again. It was a silent agreement of both sides of yourself. The evil spirit had had their fun and you were now ready to go on from that.

Liam was not the same. He was fearful, scared and weary of you. You knew he wouldn’t probably trust you as much as he usually did, but that was only his problem. You were now a little more relaxed. The storm inside of you let out and the air clear, your brain concentrating on the tests again more willingly, giving you a much less of a work to keep what you read in your head.

You tried to get ready for the tests as much as you could, trying your best to keep your mind clear and your thoughts on the test subjects but you wondered what would Liam do with the knowledge of you being the victim of an evil spirit? Maybe he didn’t even know about it, not actually, only knowing you had act weird? You hoped it would be it but knew it was something else and the thought of your brothers becoming aware of it pained you. You felt worse than ever. You knew you had to get this sadness and darkness out somehow, but you were also afraid of letting go. Every time you let go you feared it would be it. You wouldn’t be able to take the hold of it anymore and that you’d be a prisoner in your own body.

You were able to keep up with the thought of Liam knowing only for two days or so, before you couldn’t hold it back anymore. You had to get some of it out and you tried to convince yourself you’d be able to take your body back soon enough. The thing was, when you let it out, the more you kept the spirit in control the better you started to feel. So as like a drug addict, you held onto the moment, only enjoying how the affect of relaxing felt and then, before you knew it, you had let your grip loosen enough for it to be impossible to grab back.

Liam had just made it to the school yard, he had been running, and he looked like he had been running for his life. He had found the triplets, your brothers, discussing about something, that he had no interest in.

”Guys!” Liam could barely talk, so out of breath he was. You could already see sweat forming on his forehead. ”I think something’s wrong with (Y/n)!” Liam took a deep breath, putting his hands on his knees, bending his back to take in some air and then he continued. ”She’s crazy mad and she looks like she could kill me! She was just yelling me the other day!”

The three brothers looked at each other in disbelief. Stuart checked his phone and gave him a shook of head, signaling Liam was wrong. He lifted his phone up and shook his head again and gave a slight smile, or more of a smirk. ”She shouldn’t be like that in about two weeks.” He smiled proudly and folded his arms. ”You just made her mad or something just on your own.”

Liam looked at him, now he in disbelief and shook his head, his mouth open while he breathed heavily. ”No man, she was-” he let out a breath and then kept going. ”She was threatening to actually kill me! She’s like this all the time when she’s stressed, she actually freaks out every time the tests start!”

”What are you implying for, Liam?” Stiles asked. He sounded frustrated. Like he had a little hint of what he meant but at the same time he didn’t think it to be real. Or even possible.

”She has this, mad look in her eyes.” Liam had almost steadied his breath, now straightening and standing up right, his hands on his hips, still slightly gasping. ”And she, her voice, it’s like, dark and sinister, and her eyes look dark, I-I can’t explain it!” But he didn’t, Stiles already knew what he was talking about. And he feared for the worst.

Stiles looked at his brothers who were like a mirror, giving him the same expression he had on his face right at the moment. Worry and horror. They too had seen him as void. They had seen him, they had tried to get him out of it and helped Scott find the answer, but it was already too late. Without even getting a chance to give an order to his brothers to go look for you, they got a text message. All three, at the exact same time.