gonna be framing the whole thing as if maglor is writing it for a women’s magazine teehee y’all are gonna regret asking me 😈

sorry, I'm a little bit late for Halloween.

Maybe this is how the Oath of Feanor feels 🤩

@nolofinweanweek extremely late day 2 prompt

Smile Lines

Thank you to @zealouswerewolfcollector for the tag to share 5 snippets from my recent fics that made me laugh. I honestly haven't had much silliness on the table lately, but here are some that at least made me smile.

From Hunt (Chapter 15 of The Gentle Tide, my birthday drabbles), in which Celegorm escapes from the noise, with Oromë:

From Fame (Chapter 22 of The Gentle Tide), in which Rivendell is inundated with fan mail for Elrond:

From Such a Tender Bite (G: 500 words of Fingon and potatoes)

From A Most Enjoyable Garden Party (G: 2,000 words of Gimli/Legolas and Fingon/Maedhros):

Also from Garden Party:

From Theme and Variation (G: 1,800 words of Fingon/Maedhros hanging around)

It's been so long since I've been attentive to tumblr that I have no idea who might have done this. Tagging, um... @polutrope, @idleleaves, @annarobots, @balrogballs, @tathrin? Got any silliness you want to share?

Baby Maglor and Curufin adventures being almost kidnapped by frogs and befriending Manwe baby griffins

Shieldmaiden of Rohan, and Lady of Ithilien; Warrior and Healer

Chamomile: Chamomile helps to improve sleep, reduce anxiety, hay fever, inflammation, muscle spasms, wounds, ulcers, digestive disorders, and rheumatic pain - Chamomile symbolizes joy, positivity, peace, grace, and good luck.

Calendula: Calendula treats burns, bruises, and cuts - Calendula symbolizes endurance (due to its long bloom time), joy, remembrance, and grief.

Lavender: Lavender helps with sleep, treats skin blemishes, relieves pain, reduces blood pressure, combats fungus growth, and promotes hair growth; Lavender symbolizes purity, devotion, serenity, and grace - the color purple is the color of royalty, elegance, refinement and luxury.

Taraxacum (dandelion): Taraxacum leaves are used to stimulate the appetit, help digestion, and help the immune system - Taraxacum symbolizes hope, strength, and transformation.

Eowyn lived in Ithilien with Faramir, who had been declared ruling Prince of the land, after the war of the ring, and dwelt together in the hills of Emyn Arnen, where she was known as both the Lady of Ithilien and Emyn Arnen, as well as Shieldmaiden of Rohan, and shield arm.

Chastity

3/3 chapters, 10k words. tags: chastity device / knifeplay / courtly love / penis in vagina sex / beleriand / overstimulation / porn with plot / sadism and masochism / dudes having actual duels over lalwen / but only fingolfin gets to hit

read here

I thought you a thunderstorm, that first night in Tirion. One of Manwë’s Maiar, come down from Taniquetil, carrying the rain. Dangerous, and so very beautiful.

I wondered, then, and wonder still: if I kissed you, would you taste of lightning? 

From Each Heart's Echo by @sallysavestheday

My art skills are no match for this writing but @myceliumelium's absolutely are. Thanks for capturing this lightning Fingon!

With the apparent influx of hate comment bots on AO3, the second most important thing you can do is learn to recognise very obvious GenAI writing. The most important thing is to learn to block/delete hate comments on sight regardless of whether they’re written by a human or a bot, and internalise the idea that you don’t owe your time and energy to people whose idea of fun is being a dick online.

I think a vital part of growing up is developing a healthy sense of self and values that let you ignore the opinions of people who have done absolutely nothing to earn your respect. Find the people who are kind, wise, competent, and take their advice, and stop listening to people who willingly waste their time engaging in pointless cruelty.

Maitimo gave Feanor and Nerdanel a false sense of security when he was born. He wasn't too fussy, slept through the night, and was a very happy baby. They thought they were absolute naturals as parents.

Then Macalaurë was born

the ice in the paragon, pt. 7

The most ready to leave, Fingon had been. Had urged, together with Turgon, eagerness for wide lands and for revenge against the dark enemy hot in their blood.

And then, bloodshed; and then, abandonment.

And so abandoned, they had crossed the Ice. Had committed acts none speak of now, to see the other side of it, and told themselves that regret had no place in the measure of survival.

Oh, how Findekáno learns of regret. The Ice has been a patient teacher, fine-boned fingers sliding beneath his skin; ever does it make sure, after, that he does not forget it.

—

Arakáno dies underneath the first return of Telperion’s light, his blood on Findekáno’s hands making his stomach turn, at last.

Írissë and Turukáno slip away quietly, their silence a harsher condemnation than any fight could have been.

Findekáno learns of his sister’s death weeks after the fact. He thinks of her unflinching tenacity, how it kept them all alive, and cannot shake the cold, settling back into his bones.

His father dies in despair. His father dies, and leaves Findekáno king.

His father leaves; Findekáno learns what it means to move beyond the cold. What it means to die there.

—

Findekáno dies in flames.

A fitting end, he thinks, almost idly, as whips of fire render him immovable; ever, after all, has it been fire bringing him ruin.

Now, too, Maedhros is not here. Not on purpose, Findekáno knows—never is it so. It does not change the fact that he is not here. Had not changed the fact back then, either, when Findekáno let the fire on the horizon freeze him solid.

Findekáno knows that no one will come for him.

The axe hurls towards him, and Findekáno dreams of going under, ice burning like home within his bones.

@nolofinweanweek day four | elrond

—The Hobbit, “A Short Rest”

Biblically accurate first age elrond/elros and maedhros