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Set in Cuiviénen. The future kings of the Eldar discuss Oromë's invitation. There is cake, and tea.
Very canon-ish, sorry.
Interludes with Finwë, from before the Journey to after.
Upon his return from Númenor, Eönwë has memories to face, conversations to have, and old companions to meet.
Finwë and friends go West
Ingwe receives the invitation to Finwe and Indis's wedding.
Gil-galad found that battles in Valinor were not that different from battles anywhere else, even if they used words instead of swords. It was still a fight against despair and loss, with reminders of the cost of failure lurking behind every corner.
Elrond was no longer by his side to help, but Finarfin and Ingwë were. If there had to be a battle of words to get the rest of their family from the Halls - well, Gil-galad would not shy from planning that battle.
Glorfindel gets a booty call from Ingwë.
for the "Kings and Kink" challenge. NSFW!
"“To the true votaries of these love orgies grossness of language is a stimulant to passion. Fuck-frig — bugger — cunt — prick — ballocks — bubbles — arsehole — are all sacred words only to be pronounced when in the exercise of love's mysteries. At all other times a guarded decency of word, act, and gesture is imperative, as enhancing the delight of an unbridled vocabulary in the voluptuary of raging lust. I shall from time to time inculcate sage precepts on this point — enough for the present. Let us now indulge in mutual embraces.”
~From The Romance of Lust, Vol. 3"
Earendil comes home to Elwing's Tower in Aewellond (the Bird-haven) to rest from his labors, and finds her just beginning hers. She's been...nesting in his absence.
He hadn't counted on Elwing's bird-skinchanging affecting her like this...
Controversy rages at the Games as the House of Fëanor is accused of using performance enhancing drugs.
Glorfindel, whose father awoke at Cuiviénen, sees the perfect elf, and is compelled to undress him.
Manwe and Mandos watch the Nirnaeth. They break the fourth wall.
In the beginning, the Elves awakened...what else happened at Cuivienen, and where might things go from there?
As the Fourth Age begins, Elu Thingol at last returns from the Halls of Mandos.
Tolkien Secret Santa 2020 (for wonderwafles)
A forager of the Nelyar recalls the long journey to Valinor.
Finwë gets creative.
At the winter solstice celebrations in Cuiviénen, Ingwë’s brew goes to Finwë’s head…
Two High Kings and the calm acceptance of guilt, grace, and pressures of decision-making, leadership, and family.
Finwë looked at Elwë, and then at Ingwë. "What if we volunteered?" he asked. "I'm not afraid—and I want to see these Trees that Oromë keeps telling us about."
"Try your hand at a form of fanwork you have not done before"
It has been said that the Silmarillion is unfilmable. That's probably true - but could it be made into a TV series as per Game of Thrones? (With, hopefully, a better ending).
This will (I hope) contain the suggested scripts for episodes of various seasons of a Silmarillion TV series.
sex pollen in Valinor: Olórin summons a council.
One day, in the orangery on Ilmarin, Queen Elindis, wife to Ingwe, and her adolescent great-niece Artanis have a quiet talk, and Elindis reveals some surprising information.
Challenge quote:
"In my time, I have been called many things: sister, lover, priestess, wise-woman, queen." ~ Marion Zimmer Bradley, The Mists of Avalon
Letters between Elemmírë, the great poet-singer of the Vanyar and Amárië, beloved of Finrod, and between Ingwion, Captain of the Vanyar Host in the War of Wrath, and his father Ingwë, High King of the Elves.
With the odd intrusion from Finrod, because Finrod likes to turn up uninvited and just start doing his thing. Written for Narya-flame as a gift for Worldbuilding Exchange 2019
Glorfindel is surprised on the way to Ezelloha.
Glorfindel tells Bilbo of an early romantic conquest.
It is high time that I explained a head-canon that became the bedrock upon which sits "Of Ingwë Ingweron". Building off some ideas about the Vanyar and my ideas and opinions about Cuiviénen, I landed on what I swear is not a crack theory.
A series of snapshots from Fëanor’s early life, centred around a beloved stuffed owl.
(Or, adventures in single fatherhood with Finwë)