"I’m only lightly armed and it’s just the two of us.” He had barely thought to bring a sword, the valley felt safe even under siege.

Erestor turned to stare at him from the shadow of an ancient oak, his eyes a-glitter in the low light. “You’ve fought wargs and orcs and all sorts of humans,” he pointed out. “And a balrog. You’re an army all wrapped up in one package. Come on.”

Set in Imladris under siege early in the Third Age. More correctly called Eklach's Story, or An Orc's Tale, because that is what it is.

Over a cup of wine, Finarfin and Ingwion discuss family, the weather, and their status as figurehead war leaders, then start a little rebellion of their own.

A long way from Balar, Erestor and Gildor share some bittersweet midwinter memories.  Sometimes the window opens a crack and then it closes, allowing just a glimpse of the road less travelled.

Everything that belongs in the Even Quicker than Doubt \'verse.

There’s a ferry (eventually) and a sunrise, and two people with a lot of history between them talking while they wait.

Mainly about Gil-galad :)

After his village is attacked and his family destroyed, half-Avarin Erestor has to start a new life in Imladris. He and Glorfindel, both outsiders of sorts, are drawn together through shared grief and survived disaster. Some angst, much sweetness in the looming shadow of war with Angmar.

About the war between Sauron and the elves, the hiding of the rings of power, and the appeal to Númenor for aid. And wherever else it decides to to go next.

On a request meme pandemonium_213 asked for: The War of Wrath has ended, and Beleriand is no more. Refugees, scattered due to the cataclysm, now reunite, including Galadriel and Celebrimbor who have not seen one another for...well, you tell me. :^)

Or: Galadriel and Celebrimbor have some catching up to do.

Or: Never assume.

Early in the second age, Celeborn and Galadriel take a walk on the beach and talk about the future.

On the Helcaraxë at the first moonrise, past memories and future hope

Memory can be a complex puzzle for the reborn, but Glorfindel finds the pieces of his past that matter most.

Sequel to Another Future

When 12 year old Elwing, the fey, half-elven grandchild of Beren and Lúthien, realises that she might age and die like a mortal, she goes to the person she trusts most for advice and incidentally discovers a new aspect of her heritage.

Both parties in this unlikely friendship = written with love.

Glorfindel meets a strange being beside the sea at Mithlond and is amazed months later when Erestor makes his way to Imladris to find him. But for everything, there is a price.

Fate, Ulmo's goodwill, and a family history of stubborn determination bring Idril to a reunion she had never thought possible.

Because life is full of unlikely surprises, Market day on the island of Balar brings a few unexpected guests.

In the wake of the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, Galadriel has sent Amareth, a former friend, to guide Meril and her young son Gil-galad down the coast from Eglarest to Balar.

“It feels like someone has a leash around the world and is pulling tight.” As Númenor sinks and the seas are bent, a storm lashes Lindon’s coast and Elrond has a vision of destruction.

In the lands that are called Undying, Elwing still trusts her gut.

Gil-galad, his Herald and his SO (Senior Organiser?) are separated from their hunting party by a blizzard and are forced to spend the night in a cave.