#2022 fest

[silmkinkmeme]

Prompts 2022 Fest - Week 6

Finrod/humans - gangband, dark AU | TW: rape

Rating: E

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Prompt: Finrod wanders off alone during a hunt with Maedhros and Maglor. As he wanders through the woods, he comes across the Aftercomers. True to his bubbly self, he decides to befriend them. Everything quickly goes down hill when it turns out that these humans are not as friendly as Finrod thought they would be. Finrod is taken and becomes the humans’ new plaything. At first he is good natured, if not a bit confused. He quickly realizes that he's in trouble when they gag and bind him before proceeding to rape him.

Does Finrod escape? Is he kept as prisoner? Either one is fine, choose the one that inspires you.

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Thranduil/Legolas, post-ROTK

Rating: M

Prompt: Legolas returns to Mirkwood after his long sojourn with the Three Hunters and is confronted by his relationship with his father, the elvenking. Unspoken tensions built up through long absences and Thranduil's longstanding expectations for Legolas as an heir erupt into.... whatever the writer thinks best!

Can be as implicit or explicit as you're comfortable writing. I just want to see these two proud and lonely people navigate who they are to each other after so long apart.

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Genderfluid Elves

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Additional tags: Genderfluid Character, Worldbuilding

Prompt: The Vanya started out with the few Elves that they figured out how to be genderfluid whenever they want.

How do the Noldor/Sindar react? How does it affect their mixed descendants?

Does Ingwe demand that they produce children in spite of his subjects feeling different on the matter? Is their society lax or strict with sex within/outside marriage?

Feel free to make of the idea whatever you want.

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idril x tuor x maeglin hate sex

Rating: E

Warnings: Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Additional tags: Hate Sex

Prompt: what it says on the tin: the three of them get too into antagonizing each other at a council meeting, or something, and it turns into hate sex (with maybe hints of something more than hate, i leave that up to you). is this the first time it's happened, or a regular occurrence none of them would ever admit to?

i would love one or more of the characters to be trans, especially maeglin

DNW: totally evil maeglin, totally perfect idril. they're both weirdos with flaws and bad coping mechanisms

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To see all 450 prompts, please visit the kinkmeme's Ao3 collection. Don't forget to give some love to the authors of our 202 works. Check out also our Prompt Post 1 on dreamwidth for prompts and fills not posted on Ao3, to ask any clarifying questions to the prompters or just to squeal under the prompts you loved.

[dummystubbornme]

Well he wasn't lying when he said that, was he?

[mychemicalraymance]

"We could take to the highway With this trunk of ammunition, too" I'd end my days with you, in a hail of bullets

[smeagles]

Riot Fest 2022 📸: saucewithspoons

[dulcevenganzaa]

Gerard Way performing @ Riot Fest 2022 by Rob Grabowski

[milliesfishes]

⋆౨ৎbilly comforts you when you're scared from a ghost story⋆౨ৎ fem reader x billy the kid

"You ever hear the one about the ghost bride?" Charlie asked, the ching of his knife against the rock in front of him sharpening both the blade and his words.

You looked up from where you'd been gazing into the dancing flames circled by stones. A few of the other Regulators raised eyebrows, but they paid him attention. Billy adjusted his arm around you, pulling you snug into his side.

When Charlie realized he had everyone's attention, he grinned, adjusting himself on the fallen log where he sat. "'s true, y'know. It all happened back east."

"What's the story?" Billy spoke up, his fingers absentmindedly stroking your arm. You leaned your head on his shoulder and he gave you a brief, but fond look, pressing his lips to your hair.

"Well," Charlie started, giving his knife another scratch against the rock. "There was a wealthy fella back in some big city. He had a wife, but he met a younger woman he fell head over heels for. So he got a divorce 'n married the new girl." You furrowed your brow, blinking interestedly. Of all the tales told around the fire at these things, you'd never heard this one.

Some of the other girls around the fire already looked terrified at whatever Charlie was about to say next. They huddled into their men like birds seeking shelter. You slid your hand across Billy's chest, rubbing him slightly, your body turning naturally into his. Another kiss was dropped to your head.

"The old wife..." Charlie continued. "...wasn't happy 'bout her former husband's decision. She got wind of where he'd taken his new wife- to a honeymoon town not too far down the coast. Lotsa newlyweds were stayin' there on their wedding nights." The fire cast flickering shadows across his face as he said the next part. "She didn't know which room they were stayin' in. And so just to make sure she got the right girl, she killed every woman in every room."

A gasp drew forth from your lips, as it did from several other mouths around the fire. Charlie chuckled as he took in every horrified expression directed at him. He shook his head once, casting his eyes back on his knife. "They say if you go 'round that town you can still hear the screams of every new husband wakin' up to their bride's bloody corpses."

That last bit caused a commotion of whispers, of stunned noises from both men and women. You frowned, body stiffening as the image planted itself in your head. Billy's hand came to yours on his chest, loosening your grip on his shirt and sliding his fingers into yours. "You okay, baby?"

"Uh huh," you mumbled, mind still half on Charlie's gruesome telling. Now your thoughts were full of ghost brides and bloody knives, swarming around you like a cloud of locusts.

Billy squeezed your hand, seeming to read your thoughts. "Why don't we get outta here, hm? 'S gettin' late."

Nodding hazily, you stood with him, saying half-hearted goodbyes to everybody present. He led you by the hand all the way back home- it was a short enough walk that you hadn't needed to take a horse.

You were tense for the whole walk, every crunch of a leaf, every fallen stick snapping under Billy's boot causing you to freeze up. Keeping a tight hold on Billy's hand, you kept a steady pace, looking over your shoulder every few minutes.

The door creaked open as Billy held it for you, keeping hold of your hand when you went in first. He lit a candle immediately, lifting the dish carefully and lighting the way to the bedroom. You didn't say a word, not wanting to pierce the silence with your silly fear. It was just a story. And yet the darkness of the earth amplified it, made you shiver in a way you wouldn't have if the sun was out.

You slipped your shoes off, letting go of Billy's hand to dress for bed. He settled into the routine of the night, hanging his hat on the hook by the door, leaving his boots beside your shoes and undressing. Your hands shook ever so slightly as you tugged on the buttons of your dress, sliding it over your head and deciding to just sleep in your thin chemise tonight.

Slipping into bed, covers thrown back, you lifted your feet quickly from the edge where shadows lurked beneath the frame. Billy had discarded his shirt, and now he was pulling you close and throwing the covers over the both of you. Tucking your head under his chin, he sheathed you in his arms, your safe spot.

It was quiet for a minute before Billy murmured, "Charlie oughtta be careful 'bout when he's tellin' stories like that."

"Yeah," you murmured, snuggling into his chest. Both your hands were situated there between you, chasing away the chill of the world outside.

Billy pressed his cheek to your head, nuzzling against you like a cat. "I've got you."

You didn't need to say anything- he'd read you the way priests read the Bible. He knew, he always knew. Whatever fear or hesitation you had, he was aware, and he drank it up, bearing it alongside you. Even if it was something as silly as a ghost story.

Pressing your lips to his chest, you breathed easy. "I've got you too."

tagging @kellielovesmovies because <3

[mikeywayarchive]

When We Were Young Festival, Las Vegas, NV // Oct 23rd 2022 // Jawn

[on-this-day-mcr]

On this day, September 16

In 2022: My Chemical Romance performed their 40th show of the 2022-2023 Swarm tour at Riot Fest in Chicago, Illinois, USA. At this show, Gerard Way wore a navy blue dress and overcoat with a patterned headscarf, and "DEStroy" was written on the drums. (🖤)

Watch the show here!

Laurie Fanelli

[nalyra-dreaming]

IGN Fan Fest FOOD!! - a whole new scene!!!!

Claudia and Louis in Paris 🥺

(And Claudia's eyes truly seem pinkish... 👀)

Loumand! Devil's Minion! Louis bitching!!! Armand glowering!! Eric challenging!!! LOOK AT THEM!

Oh I LOVE IT!!!!

[silmkinkmeme]

Prompts 2022 Fest - Week 4

Angbang, BDSM, Dom Mairon

Rating: E

Prompt: Melkor loves to submit to his lieutenant in the bedroom after a long day of being an evil lord. I honestly have no other requests. Just Angbang with dom Mairon and sumb Melkor. Go wild.

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Baby Fingon fluff

Rating: G

Prompt: I need baby Fingon being cute. That's it. Baby Fingon being adorable with his favorite cousin Maedhros? Yes please. Baby Fingon trying to be a good older cousin or brother? Yes please. Baby Fingon charming all the adults, even Fëanor? YES PLEASE.

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Elrond/Gil-galad/Celebrimbor - rarepair

Rating: G-E

Prompt: I've wanted fic for them since my earliest days in fandom. No reason other than I think they'd be neat together. I'm fine with anything from G to E-rated, and any genre, really. Just feed my rarepair obsession and I promise you'll have my undying gratitude.

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Russingon: Fingon in Angband Edition, Rape, Torture

Rating: E

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Prompt: Fingon is captured when he comes to save Maedhros. Now he has to learn to survive in Angband. What I want is the conflict between Maedhros who already knows Angband inside out and Fingon who still tries to cling to his pride. For example, Fingon is horrified and traumatized when Maedhros is ordered to rape him and complies with no objection. Obviously, Maedhros does it to save him from worse things, but Fingon takes it as a sign that he has been broken. He refuses to do the same to Maedhros when he's ordered to, though Maedhros tries to convince him. Then he's horrified to see what happens to Maedhros and Maedhros is hurt that Fingon didn't try to save him from it.

Maybe with time Fingon learns that Maedhros isn't a coward, he's just doing what he can to survive and to help Fingon. And maybe Maedhros learns that survival isn't all and starts hoping again.

Please don't focus on only Maedhros's pain and trauma. They both should be hurt and suffer equally. I'd like the fic to include emotional aspect too, not only torture porn. I would love if they get out of there eventually, but happy ending isn't a requirement.

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To see all 448 prompts, please visit the kinkmeme's Ao3 collection. Don't forget to give some love to the authors of our 202 works. Check out also our Prompt Post 1 on dreamwidth for prompts and fills not posted on Ao3, to ask any clarifying questions to the prompters or just to squeal under the prompts you loved.

[luigislady]

My favourite photos of the irl 4*Town guys😭😭😭

Sorry for the Tae erasure

Photo creds: @/sunkist.jr and @/mousekephotos on Instagram 🤎

[mychemicalraymance]

creating workplace distraction

[thesleeptokenarchive]

Blue Ridge Rock Festival 2022

In the midst of the tour the collective was performing in support of In This Moment, they made an appearance at the Blue Ridge Rock Festival on September 8 2022. This day they opened the Fan Driven stage at 12:00 PM local time.

The setlist was reported to be as follows:

Alkaline Hypnosis Like That Sugar Higher The Offering

Photographic imagery by Joshua Lowe [Soundlink]

Additional imagery by Triple D Photography [FB]

While no full set exists publicly, here is a YouTube playlist courtesy of SoundlinkTV that has the first 3 songs of the set.

[dulcevenganzaa]

Gerard Way | Riot Fest 2022 by Rob Grabowski

[bajo3stesol]

In honor of WWWY festival week , here is my crappy video I took of MCR at Riot Fest 2022 pt1.

[milliesfishes]

⋆౨ৎyou tell ghost billy about town festivities⋆౨ৎ fem reader x ghost billy the kid

"Halloween's coming up."

Billy nodded, leaning against his headstone. While Halloween hadn't been a big deal back when he was alive, he'd watched the holiday swell into a cultural keystone over the decades. And you seemed to be as thrilled about it as he'd seen anybody.

You were sweeter than honey, the happiest of additions to his afterlife. Billy's luck had been bad in life, but it seemed death brought a surplus of good. The longer he'd been forced to haunt the earth, the better his reward would be. And you were the best one he could have ever dreamt up.

"What's everything like nowadays?" Billy asked casually, watching your expression turn to fireworks.

He couldn't help his smile as you fidgeted with your fingers excitedly. "There're parties in town, lots of them. I like to go to the ones on the west side of town. Better company."

"Like me?" Billy asked cheekily, and you giggled, that delightful sound.

"Like you," you confirmed, setting your hand atop his, a sweet smile on your lips. "I've got a costume and everything."

"What's your costume?" Billy asked, leaning his head on the tombstone. He could listen to you talk about near anything for hours, from the reason for the color of the sky to the shape of the earth.

Immediately he was happy he'd asked because of the way your eyes lit up. "I'm going as an angel."

He grinned. "Well that's just perfect, ain't it sweetheart?"

You laughed again, and he relished it, committing it to memory for later. Playing with your hands, you said, "I'll come and see you while I'm still in it. I want to see you that night anyways."

Billy frowned, shifting in his spot. "That late, darlin'?"

"It's not terribly dangerous," you said casually, twirling a strand of your hair. "I don't want you to be alone on Halloween night."

He could have protested, could have said he'd spent over a hundred Halloweens alone. But your expression was so earnest, so insistent that he merely smiles and nods. "Okay. Just be careful, sweet."

"I will," you smiled, and if he'd had a heart it would have swelled, maybe even beat double time.

tagging @kellielovesmovies because <3