#Vampire! Maglor

[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

Hello M, hoping I made it in time! Sending you a request for Vampire!Maglor x reader with prompt 8 please? Thank you so much, hope you’re doing well and have a great day!

Awww! I am doing very well, actually! As for your request:

"Rescue"

Pairing: Vampire! Maglor x Reader (second person POV)

Location and time: London /Late 20th century England

Prompt 8: "I've got you, darling. And if anyone tries to hurt you, I will rip them to shreds."

Themes: Angst | Happy ending

Wordcount: 800+words

Warnings: Vampirism |  Some explicit language | Walking home alone at night | Being followed | Catcalling (nothing explicit or graphic)

Summary: After having to return home late at night, you find that you’re not walking on your own.

Minors DNI | You are responsible for the media you consume

A/n: this is for the @fellowshipofthefics October challenge.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

You looked at the time. It was eleven p.m., and the streets were empty save for the rare pedestrian. Picking your way past darkened streets and a labyrinth of alleys, you pull your jacket even closer. Whether it was to ward off the cold or to make yourself more inconspicuous, you could not say.  

Well y/n, this is what you get for losing track of time at the office.

There was no one now. At least there was no one you would stop to have a casual conversation with. A pervasive fog crept in, making the light from nearby streetlights look strange and almost magical. You could not stop to admire the scene, no matter how much you ached to do so. The fog grew thicker. It was now so cold that your very breath turned to mist before your eyes every time you exhaled. You shivered.

A bottle shattered nearby, forcing you to walk even faster as shadows formed and grew. Worry gnarled at you when those shadows grew and you slipped down another alley, this time a shortcut to your home.

“What’s your name?”

Fuck me. You ignored the question and pretended as if you could not hear. There were footsteps now, growing louder as more than one person followed you down the alley. It was so dark now; there wasn’t going to be any street lights to be found until you reached the other side, and the only light you had to guide was the dim light of a full noon.

“Come on, love, give us a name.”

Shitshitshit.

The alley seemed to stretch on forever. You threw a quick, nervous glance over your shoulder. There were at least three people—that much, you could say. You fumbled around in your bag for your phone, then cursed yourself when you realized the battery had died just as you were about to board the train. You could not call him, and he insisted on being called when you left your place of work. The footsteps grew louder and were followed by laughter. You kept your eye on the end of the alley, hoping and praying he could feel your dread through the bond you shared with him.

Breathe. One step forward. Then another. Breathe again.

The words repeated themselves over and over again, like a prayer. Someone drew near. In fact, it made the hair on the back of your neck stand up even as fear chilled your heart. You braced yourself, then shook when a sudden rush of cold wind brushed past your arm.

“Who the fuck are you?”

The question was full of confusion and thick with terror. You turned, your sight now blocked by a towering figure garbed in rich black velvet.

“The question should be, who the fuck are you?” Maglor drawled in that soft, angelic voice of his. “And more importantly, who the fuck do any of you think you are, following my lady like this?"

You looked around his arm. The man—at least it was a man—took a step back, startled. “We meant no harm,” he muttered quickly, and took another step back. “We just wanted to know her name and—”

Maglor growled—vicious and otherworldly. The walls around you vibrated from the power it held. “Finish that sentence,” he warned, “and it will be the last thing you ever say.”

He then bared his teeth. The others fell back, then turned on their heels and ran. Once the alley was empty of them, Maglor turned to face you.

“You are cold. Let’s get you home.”

“The others… they saw your…”

“My fangs?” Maglor chuckled. “No one will believe them. And they will not say a word, not unless they want to give themselves away.”

“But they could come back,” you protested. “They would be ready.”

“I will take care of it,” he vowed under his breath.

“Maglor.” You stopped and looked back the way you came. Then you looked at him. His fangs were gone, but his eyes still shone with a strange, reflective light. “You promised not to harm anyone.”

“I am not going to harm them, little one.” Maglor leaned in, his eyes now bright with mischief. “I will simply glamor them into behaving. Then anyone who walks this way will be safe.”

He laughed when you rolled your eyes and stomped the rest of the way. “I envy that, being able to flutter your pretty eyelashes and glamor someone. Alright. Glamor away.”

The walk home was pleasant after that, but the experience left you shaken. Maglor questioned you, bit his tongue when you told him about the phone, then made you swear to call him once you were ready to leave work, so he could accompany you and keep you safe.

“You do not have to do all of that,” you contested. It may endanger him. Someone may see him for what he truly was. A vampire. “Really. You don’t need to—”

"Let me do this for you. It would honor me if you did."

"Alright. And thank you for saving me from them. I don't know how to even thank you."

"I've got you, darling. Alright?” Maglor drew you into a loose embrace. “And if anyone tries to hurt you, I will rip them to shreds."

“Maglor!”

His laughter did a great deal to throw off the chills that had gripped your heart. You finally felt safe. 

[braxix]

Maglor: *Lost track of time*

Maglor: Um... What year is it?

Human: Two thousand and-

Maglor: Two thousand?! But that- oh dear.

Human: Are you okay, sir?

Maglor: No.

[aotearoa20]

Sneaking into camp to steal the last Silmarils

Maglor: We need to do something to distract the guards

Maedhros: Right…

Maglor: What are you going to do?

Maedhros: I’m gonna to kill them all. That should distract them

[elronds-library]

Blood and Fire

by SunflowerSupreme (@sunflowersupremes)

After the destruction of Maglor's Gap during the Battle of the Sudden Flame, Maglor flees to Maedhros at Himring and finds that his brother has not been taking care of himself.

Teen, No Archive Warnings

Words: 1,581

[animatorweirdo]

Under the star-filled sky

The former elven prince, Maglor, lives a lonely life as a vampire after his misfortune of taking his brother's place and escaping Morgoth's captivity. But one night, the cold snowy wind brought him his fate.

Warnings: mentions of violence, torture, death, suicide, turning into a vampire, blood. Don't worry this has a wholesome ending.

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It all began before the birth of the sun and the moon when the Noldor arrived in the vast lands of Beleriand and lost their high king Feanor to the attack of the Balrogs. Morgoth had sent an embassy to offer a peace treaty and promised to surrender the silmarils. However, Maedhros, the newly crowned high king, and his kin doubted the Black enemy's words, even though he desired to have the silmarils returned. Sensing treachery, Maglor volunteered to go in his brother's stead so they would not lose another high king to the dark lord’s tricks. Maedhros objected to the idea, but after deep persuasion, he allowed his brother to go.

As suspected, the dark lord had sent a larger force than agreed upon to meet with Maglor's embassy, slaying all of his guards and taking him as a captive. 

Morgoth sent out word that he would be released if they forsook their war and left Beleriand. Though devastated by the loss of his younger brother, Maedhros refused out of spite and mistrust of the enemy's word and thus began the long terrible years of torture for Maglor Feanorion.

He endured many terrible things at the hands of his hosts. He held on to his pride and hoped he would eventually escape, but his resolve slowly crumbled each year until the enemy ruined the most precious thing for him—music.

He fell into deep despair, and in his madness – he attempted to free himself through death. However, Morgoth in his cruelty did not allow him such a thing and forced the prince to drink the blood of vampires, which healed him of his wounds and saved him from death. It also resulted in him turning into one of the wretched creatures, giving him fangs and turning his arms into large wings. 

Despising what he had become yet seeing a chance of escape – Maglor broke free from his chains and escaped the Iron hell in the form of a great bat. He flew away through the night sky, never to be seen among his kin or anywhere else. 

He did not dare to return to his kin as he was now one of the wretched vampires. He found his home in a lonely forest and hid away from the sun and the prying eyes of elves and humans who arrived soon after the birth of the sun and moon. He only came out at night to feed on fruits and berries his body allowed him to eat — not willing to quench his hunger with blood even though it made his body weak and sometimes sick. 

He could not bring himself to sing anything beautiful. The enemy had twisted the meaning of music into something dark and terrible where it would only hurt his ears. He also suffered an injury to his throat, where prolonged use of his voice would cause him severe pain to his throat. He could talk, but he could no longer sing. 

It broke his heart to lose the gift he was born with, but he couldn't let go of his love for songs and music, so the only thing he could do was humm soft melodies filled with sorrow and loneliness.  

Those who happened to pass through his forest and hear his sorrowful humming would be struck with sorrow and not dare to try to find him, not out of fear but to avoid causing further heartbreak. Through those people, rumors were born, and he was known as the Weeping Spirit of the Forest. 

Many years pass. Maglor yearned to see his family again yet was fearful since he no longer resembled one of the Eldar. He held no doubt that they would see him as a monster and take his life since creatures and the thralls of Morgoth are not to be trusted. 

It felt like a punishment for his crimes — to live his immortal life as a monster, never to be welcomed by anyone. He was forever alone until...one night. 

He was seated on a tree branch, eating berries and pomegranates he managed to find during his flight. The tangy yet sweet taste of the red fruit graced his lips as he munched through the skin with his teeth, spitting out the inedible parts and enjoying his nightly dinner. Flying and his keen senses made it easy for him to find food, and he did not mind eating fruits and berries — it made him feel somewhat like the elf he used to be. 

It was a quiet night, like always, but then something happened. 

His long furry ears caught running, and suddenly a brush of cold wind blew against him, making him shudder from the sudden cold. 

Something suddenly appeared from the forest. Maglor was startled yet intrigued as he laid his eyes upon you. Your skin was covered with patterns of frost, and your claws looked like they were carved from ice — sharp and deadly. A row of sharp teeth filled your mouth, and you had eyes pale as the moon. 

Maglor was curious as you looked human, yet your appearance made it clear you were not. You were a creature he had never seen before, a creature of snow. 

You snapped your eyes toward the vampire on the tree branch and were captivated by what you saw. 

His messy dark hair curled and nearly glowed in the moonlight, resembling dark waves of the sea. Two large bat wings hugged his body, and your nose picked up the scent of berries and pomegranates emanating from his hands. You could see two fuzzy ears peeking out beneath his hair while his silvery eyes glimmered like two bright stones in the darkness.

You were mesmerized, to say at least. You do not believe you have seen someone so beautiful before— especially a vampire. From the length of his hair and the shine in his eyes, you could tell he used to be an elf. Only they would possess such light behind their eyes.

Maglor grew anxious as you two locked eyes with each other. He grew frightful by the sight of blood that covered your claws, so he dropped his food and prepared to fly away. 

"An angel?" you gasped with your slightly distorted voice. 

Maglor stopped when he heard you say that. He has never heard anyone say such a thing about him. He was baffled and filled with newfound courage as he turned to look at you. 

"Wait..." he started with his quiet voice. "You're not...afraid of me?" he questioned with a curious frown. 

"Not at all..." you answered with a smile. "I think you're one of the most beautiful creatures I have seen on these lands so far," you stated, wonder reflected in your moonlike eyes. Maglor felt his heart beat faster as he sensed no lies in your voice—you said it wholeheartedly and with earnest sincerity.

“Oh! Forgive me! That must have been rude of me,” you looked down in shame. "Why...why would you think that?" Maglor questioned, startled to hear such a thing. 

"Well… we just met, and my hands are covered in blood. I must be disgusting to look at," you motioned to your bloodied hands, speaking lowly of yourself. Maglor felt his heart twist in pain. "I don't think so at all," he said, making you look at him. "You... don't think I'm disgusting to look at?" you asked. "No," he shook his head. "I think you're very sweet, like a gentle snow breeze, and the icy patterns on your skin remind me of the finest art I have ever seen," he said, feeling himself become bolder.

"Oh," your face warmed up from the sudden praise. You couldn't help but giggle and release a shy smile. 

Maglor felt his heart skip a beat and his face warm up when he realized what he said, but when he saw your smile — he couldn't help but smile bashfully in return. A sense of shyness overtook him, a feeling he had not experienced for a long time. It was a surprising yet wonderful feeling.

And thus– the lonely night prince was no longer lonely as he found his fate intertwined with yours, an edain with a strange curse.

[lscullzthegreat]

Silmarillion characters as things my friends have said because insomnia is a bitch

1. Fëanor: I’m not advocating for murder I’m just saying if you’re going to kill people kill the right ones

2. Maglor: our entire aesthetic is depression

3. Celegorm: these children are looking real kickable right now

4. Sauron(Numenor era): I’m not God you idiots I’m just making you think I am

5. Finrod: *claps hands* (Cheerily) lets get this train wreck on the tracks

6. Fingon: that’s it we can’t be blasphemous before 12pm

7. Sauron: IM A VAMPIRE (runs into doorframe)

8. Maedhros: How do we always descend from something dumb like fruity pebbles to arson to HUMAN SACRIFICE

9. Fëanor: Arson is life

10. Fingolfin: *marching across the tundra* if you can’t join them beat them

11. Caranthir: your body is a temple don’t do meth

Celegorm: it’s incense

12. Elros: carpe diem assholes!

13. Elrond: I’d actually rather die than be the president, they’d vote me into office and I’d flat out jump off the White House roof

14. Galadriel: I am a problem and i’m proud of it!

15. Maglor: I’m canonically (Elrond’s) Dad now

16. Maedhros: 🎶it’s my break down and I’ll cope how I want to🎶

[aquaregiaart]

bloodthirsty vampire Maedhros and capri-sun takeout sacrificial lamb bloodbag Maglor from october's monster themed updates.

[sweetteaanddragons]

No pressure to write any of them, but here are some prompts!

Anything involving a swap between RoP!Gil-Galad and SoSP!Gil-Galad (or any other characters that are substantially different)

Peggy Sue Celebrimbor (from death to birth/childhood or otherwise)

Peggy Sue anyone tbh

I realize that this is almost certainly not what you intended, but your mention of swapping any other characters who are substantially different has me suddenly tempted to switch out my AU where bby!Elrond and Elros are vampires with literally any other versions of them.

(Most AU versions of Maglor: panic, horror, trying very hard not to show either)

(Songs of Shadow, Songs of Blood Maglor [aka: Siren Maglor]: Well, it's unfortunate that you don't have wings, but at least we can get you food easily enough. Got to make sure you get enough to grow - what do you mean you stopped growing? Have you tried just drinking more blood? Let's get you more blood.)

Probably more in the spirit of the ask to stick with expanding SoS!Gil's thoughts on the manhunt for Elrond, though.

Thank you for the prompts!

[i-did-not-mean-to]

Kinktober 2024

Dear friends, the time has come...(but I'm tired and I'll have to ponder this later lol)

I'll be using the @tolkienpinupcalendar Kinktober-List, combined with this list by @cilil...

To protect your sensible eyes, the prompts are under the cut! (Requests are welcome)

White Chocolate 🔥

Cuddling (Body worship/feminisation) - Nerdanel x Fëanor

Making out (Courtesan/Stripper, Rare pair) Eönwë x Gothmog

Virgin (Virginity/purity kink & roleplay/CNC) Caranthir x Turgon

Handjobs (Knife/sword/gun play & hand/glove kink) Annatar x Celebrimbor for @bellejolras

Clothed Sex (Clothed sex & masturbation) Celebrían x Nerdanel for @maglor-my-beloved

Aftercare (Pet play & breeding kink) T4T Aredhel x Celegorm

Cockwarming (Sensory deprivation (blindfolds etc) & cock warming) Haleth x Caranthir

Lapdance (Daddy/mommy & voice kink) Eärwen x Finarfin for @between-thepages

Dirty Talk (Humiliation/degradation & bondage/shibari/suspension) Daeron x Maglor

Car/Cart sex (Getting caught & fingering) - Erestor x Glorfindel for @sortumavaara

Milk Chocolate🔥🔥

11. Bondage (Feather play & torture) Beleg x Mablung for @thegreatstrongbow

12. Rimming (Bath/shower/water sex & piercings) - Éomer x fem!OC for @laurfilijames

13. Breeding Kink (Knotting & aphrodisiacs) - Turgon x werewolf!Finrod for MoonLord

14. Begging (Impact play & edging/OD (orgasm denial)) - Duilin x Balrog by popular demand

15. ABO (ABO (omegaverse) & group sex/orgy) - Turgon x Celegorm x Curufin x Finrod for MoonLord

16. Desk Sex (Authority kink/power imbalance & throne sex) - Thorin x Bilbo (because I love @mithrilhearts)

17. Praise Kink (Lingerie & praise kink) - FInwë x Thingol

18. Prostitution (Mistaken identity/anonymous sex & pegging) - Idril x Tuor x Maeglin

19 . Double Penetration (Dub-con/non-con/blackmail & dacryphilia) - Melkor/Mairon/Maedhros for MoonLord

20. Rough Sex (Boots/feet & marking/branding) - Éowyn x Faramir

Dark Chocolate 🔥🔥🔥

21. Ovipositors (Size difference & nipple play) - Finrod x Caranthir for Anon

22. Free Use (Somnophilia & oral) Angrod x Caranthir for Anon (Dark Revenge Fantasies Part I)

23. Sounding (Glory hole & breath play) - Glorfindel x Maglor for @maglor-my-beloved (Dark Revenge Fantasies Part II)

24. Intoxicated Sex (Wet dreams & mind control) - Elwing x Eärendil for @the-red-butterfly

25. Voyeurism (Voyeurism & cuckolding) - Galadriel x Elrond (and Teleporno getting a tele porno) for @theswarmkeeper

26. Pet Play (Rimming & crossdressing) - Thorin x Bilbo for anon

27. Gaping (Electrostimulation & toys) - Maedhros x Fingon

28. Pain Play (Fealty kink & dirty talk) - Túrin x Orodreth for @elentarial

29. Gags (Tender sex & (pseudo) incest) - Rog/Maeglin for Anon

30. Degradation (Predator/prey & hate fucking) - Ori x Elf!OC

31. Free Space (Ritual sex, vampirism, incubi/succubi, tentacles, oviposition, monsterfucking/eldritch, cages, leather, intercrural sex) - Celegorm x Lúthien for @elentarial

[jessicanjpa]

Don't worry vampires, I love you, but tragic elves (Tolkien, not Santa) have got me by the throat right now.

Marcus = Maglor and all the angsty grief that comes with it!!!

[marchwardenofmordor]

Introducing my newest Silm OC (he’s based in canon!)

For the sake of showing you his face, I created him in BG3 character creator.

Funny looking for an elf, isn’t he? There’s a reason for his pallor.

So for those who aren’t familiar, in the first age, the Feanorians were horrifcally dead set on getting those Silmarils. A sweet guy named Dior - who was the fairest creature in the world, made up of elven blood, human blood and the essence of the maiar - ruled Doriath after Thingol. He had three children with Nimloth of Doriath: Elwing (Elrond’s mother), and two twin boys; Eluréd and Elurín.

During the Second Kinslaying (in which the Feanorians sieged Doriath for the silmaril previously possessed by Dior’s mother, Luthien), Dior and Nimloth were murdered, and Celegorm’s servants cruelly took the twin boys into the woods and left them there to starve and die. Maedhros later came back to look for them, but they were lost.

This is where the canon ends and the OC shenanigans begin:

One of those boys survived and ate the other after he succumbed to the elements.

The twin who survived fended for himself, feral, naked, and far away from civilisation. As he matured, his nightly torments attracted the attention of the Lady of Shadows, Sauron’s messenger, Thuringwethil, the vampire.

She watched him from a distance and slowly seduced him, before squirrelling him away to Tol Sirion - Tol-in-Gaurhoth / The Isle of Werewolves, where she subsequently sired him, possessive of him and keeping him a well-guarded secret, longing for the company of another vampire. It was his memories of cannibalism that drew her attention, and it was through those memories that she seduced him, expressing that she knew he had tasted the flesh of his kin at a young age, and that there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Thuringwethil, however, was not completely heartless, and sensing that Anlanchon (as he was named, for his nudity) was unhappy in Tol-in-Gaurhoth, she unleashed him upon the world.

When the Third Kinslaying came about, he took out his vengeance on the servants of Celegorm and the other Feanorians, killing as many of them as he could before the break of dawn. His primary target, however (Maedhros, whom he feared), was already far away, and with the help of Maglor, seized his sister, Elwing’s, children after she was felled - Elrond and Elros, whom Maglor then raised as his own.

He is Elrond’s grumpy vampiric uncle, and looks more like Dior and Beren than Luthien, Nimloth and Elwing. He chose to live as an elf rather than a human.

Due to his change of name and the fact that he fled East towards the Greenwood to live as a Silvan elf, not many people are aware of his lineage. What could possibly give him away, though, is the fact that he is still in possession of his chain bearing the symbol of Doriath.

A royal mystery. There were even headstones and statues erected to mark the passing of Elúred and Elurín. Nobody knows he exists.

Despite being ‘naked’ in his demeanour (and sometimes physically, despising the texture of clothing), he fits in relatively well with the Silvan elves and goes completely undetected. He’s deemed ‘eccentric’ or a ‘bit odd’ at most. To blend in further, he even smears his hair, eyebrows and eyelashes with natural brownish-red dye to offset the red of his eyes and make them appear more brown, so he simply looks like a brunette with brown eyes, with a slightly sickly pallor, which gains him the kind-of privileges and both the upsides and downsides of someone who is chronically ill.

He’s infiltrated Thranduil’s court (having followed him, knowing Oropher as a loose acquaintance), and is very subtle and passes easily under the radar, just going about his business and duties in the dark comfort of the halls, his work never requiring him to step outside into the sun… and he only picks off those who won’t be missed. He hasn’t sought a position of power or attention (such as advisor or head of anything); he’s just a lowly servant.

He doesn’t like those of feanorian descent, and from Thuringwethil’s accounts, he also doesn’t like Sauron or his affiliations. There are very few people he actually likes (Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir and Arwen being a few of them, of course; he sometimes uses magic to ‘check in’ on them every so often). He’s appeared to Arwen and Aragorn a few times to help them whilst in disguise (he shouldn’t have favourites, but he does because they remind him of his grandparents, Beren and Luthien).

(I headcanon that he gave Arwen his chain, and told her to keep it hidden, keep it safe, and to use it to “find him” if she was ever in trouble. Elrond has never seen the chain, but if he did, he would recognise the seal and immediately become suspicious.)

Some inspiration I’ve taken for his character:

- Richard III and the Princes in the Tower

- Prince Aegon Targaryen/Blackfyre

- Jaqen H’Ghar, the Faceless Man

[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

Fellowship of the Fics Halloween Challenge: Vampire! AU Masterlist

And here it is. The full list of requests as part of @fellowshipofthefics October challenge. It was wonderful to write all of this, and hopefully, it may lead to a full AU next year!

🩸 Vampire! Manwë x Námo : The choice

🩸 Vampire! Finrod x reader: Revelation

🩸 Vampire! Fëanor x reader- Sacrifice

🩸 Vampire! Maglor x reader: Rescue

🩸 Vampire! Námo x reader: Loathing

🩸 Vampire! Finrod x readef: The change

Divider by @firefly-graphics

[welcomingdisaster]

Welp, WIP Wednesday

i was tagged by @meadowlarkx to share a snippet of a WiP. as per usual i will self-indulgently post a whole-ass scene

If he’d been wiser, perhaps Canto Goldsmith would be rich. There are ways to grow capital that need only time, a steady accumulation of percentages and figures. You must have some starting sum, easily enough conjured by performance fees or artifact sales or his translation-work. He is not stupid; he could learn to manage his money, if he put his mind to it, and if he had done so he might by now, have the capital to raise up the streets on the lower East-side of Minas Tirith university into a place worth looking at, a place where children need not sleep shivering on dirty street corners, where windows are covered with good double-paned glass instead of hastily-nailed wooden boards, where there are shops and parks and flower-pots on the windowsills. 

  But he has not, until recently, seen any use in having money beyond material survival. His focus had been too inwards. He’d thought to be build nothing. 

So what is there now? 

What he does not need for his rent he gives away thoughtlessly, still, because he cannot stomach to save it even to good purpose. They know him and follow him, the dancing drunks, the street-children, the beaten stray dogs, and he cannot help but give whatever he carries. It has been so for some fifty or sixty years; those who noticed this fact spread stories of him, praise and fear in equal measure. Once, on a particularly cold night, he’d overheard voices beneath his window, two street urchins who had followed him through town debating if the vampire would let them sleep by his stove, if they knocked. 

He had. 

One of those girls ambushes him on his doorstep quite often, now. There is something of the old way in her manner, some pride absent in many of her peers. She wishes to trade, to sell, to bargain; she must be coaxed into gifts. 

Today she has brought him a porcelain figure, dinged and cracked in places. It small enough to fit easily in his hand; two little girls, sisters, one carrying flowers and one a lamb. The older of the two is fair-headed and tall; porcelain has chipped off on some part of her chin and all the fingers of her right hand. The younger is darker and more whole, looking up wide-eyed at the other girl. In one hand she carries a basket of lilies, in the other a horn, which she raises to her lips to blow on. 

Goldsmith runs scarred fingers over the smooth coat of the paint, then the cracks on the older girl’s face, rough and crumbling. They are bringing the lamb to slaughter, he thinks. 

“Beautiful,” he says, “I am not sure I could pay you what it is worth.” 

credit to @polutrope for maglor using the name "Goldsmith" in a modern context! I borrowed it for another fic and have not given it back. tagging @thelordofgifs @zealouswerewolfcollector @eilinelsghost @that-angry-noldo @outofangband @melestasflight @searchingforserendipity25 @sallysavestheday. join me in sharing a whole ass scene of your WiPs!

[runawaymun]

End of Year Fic Recs <3

Happy New Year y'all!!!! I got tagged by both @deadqueernoldor & @camille-lachenille for this and what better day to fill it out than December 31st.

I must confess I haven't had the time or energy to read a lot of fics this year, but this is a great excuse to look back on the ones I have read and sort through my bookmarks!!!! I am going to cheat for some of these, purely because I'm very behind on fic reading. So not all of these will be fics that were posted this year, but they're fics that I read this year and loved.

So here we go with some recs:

Recommend up to 5 series or multi-chapter fics from 2023 that everyone should read (multi-year WIPs count, if the last update was in 2023).

Prefacing this by saying that I have not kept up with a lot of multichaptered fics this year 😭 but I will try to rec some that I have been religiously reading!

1. Sacrifice - Sekikaru (unsure if the author is on tumblr, nothing comes up for the tag!) [Original Fiction]

Hanyu is a human who has been delivered as a sacrifice to one of the powerful seafaring beings his people worship as gods. Antony is a bored vampire looking forward to a simple meal and a quiet new servant. Neither gets quite what he is expecting. But as old enemies resurface and the old order proves unsustainable, they might just find in each other exactly what they need.

Listennnn I read this on a whim while sick one day and it gripped me instantly. Every OC is fantastic. It's outstandingly queer. The author explores a lot of really difficult topics with incredible depth and care, and there have been points at the plot where I have yelled out loud or fist pumped. It's insane. It is so, so, so good. Rated E, though, and not just for smut. It can get very intense at some points. It is so, so so good. I've been meaning to do art for it one of these days.

2. The Secret of Formenos House - @jaz-the-bard

Once, Maedhros and Fingon were engaged to be married, before Maedhros broke it off for reasons unknown, and with his family took to the secluded manor of Formenos House. After their departure, only Maedhros ever came to Lindon to speak with his other kin again. The truth was that in the isolation of Formenos House a curse came upon Fëanor and his children, killing nearly all of them and leaving Formenos widely considered to be haunted. But when the curse abates from Maglor unexpectedly, he and Maedhros discover that they are now the guardians of two very sick children whose parents were lost at sea. Maedhros and Maglor might not be the caretakers Elrond and Elros need, unable to give them the spotless reputations they need to make their way in Society as orphans, but once the twins recover, they refuse to be sent to anyone else. It's up to the last remaining lords of Formenos House to turn the manor into a home.

I'm behind on this but it's Jaz, it's a Victorian AU, it's a kidnap fam. WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE. It's so good.

3. Aemond, First of His Name - @ellrond

Aegon Targaryen was never fit for rule. He begged with his brother to let him disappear, and his brother helped him. Said brother took the burden upon his shoulders to rule as king, and to crush the threat of Rhaenyra Targaryen. Canon divergence, Aemond is king and Aegon, not allowed to disappear for fear of inciting rebellion, has been sworn to his brother’s Kingsguard. Heavy Aemond/Helaena. Chapters with smut will be described as such.

EXCELLENT. STELLAR. OUTSTANDING. Prose, at times, feels just like GRRM's. The characterization is perfect. It's so delicious. I love it so much and the plot bunny is so intriguing!

4. We Will Make This Place Our Home - @leucisticpuffin

Elrond and Elros are sent to live with their distant cousins in a house that is crumbling slowly to pieces. They aren't especially happy about this. For Maedhros and Maglor, the twins are a rare chance to start living again. It will take a lot of work to turn a house full of ghosts into anything resembling a home.

Once again, a kidnap fam AU that I'm terribly behind on but enjoying nonetheless!!!! Excellent characterization and writing. I know I keep saying that, but that's what's really important to me in fics -- so naturally I love this one!

5. Vincarna - morgana-deryn (unsure if author is on Tumblr, if anyone knows lmk so I can tag them!)

When her life went from bad, to worse, to unbearable, she prayed for change. She could never have expected the answer she got. It came in the form of creatures that shouldn't exist, in a city too beautiful for words, in a heart that no longer beat. It should have been impossible, and yet there she was, living a life she wouldn't have been able to dream for herself. Elrond/OFC slowburn friends to lovers

Another one of those fics I picked up while sick and then really, really loved. The OC is a really well fleshed out human, with lots of wants, needs, trauma, and skills - and the Elrond characterization is perfect! I also really enjoyed the language barrier. It's something that gets ignored in a lot of these kinds of fics, but it's handled really well here!

Recommend up to 5 single chapter fics/one-shots (long or short) from 2023 that everyone should read.

Without the Leave of Thee - @jaz-the-bard

Celebrían is hosting a fairy revel, and she's determined to impress Elrond, who's promised to be in attendance. It's hard to hold herself back from stealing him away as the fae do to their lovers, but she knows it'd be a bad idea. But what is she supposed to do, when Elrond goes and eats from the basket of magic pears from her garden?

What can I say? This was a gift for me and it's Celrond + Fae elves it's like a no brainer. Jaz is a genius and the prose is so damn pretty & the characterization is PERFECT.

2. The First Water - @ellrond

“How did we first meet?” “You gave me water.” The first meeting of Galadriel and Elrond as a child is mentioned in Rings of Power. This is an incorporation of the kidnapping of Elrond and Elros by Maedhros and Maglor with that story. Not very happy.

Amazing fic based on one of my favorite moments in the show, and one of the moments I found most intriguing. The prose is really vivid and I just loved the portrayals of both Galadriel and Elwing in this.

3. Stirring - @slightnettles

Just a mostly sappy vignette for Rings of Power Valentine's Week. (Day 1: OTP)

Brimbrond is my other Elrond otp, and @slightnettles writes them perfectly. I adore this fic & come back to it often.

4. I Promise You You're Not Broken (I Promise You There's More) - @maglor-my-beloved

It is late in the evening when Celebrimbor is informed of the Elf who had arrived at the gates of Ost-in-Edhil and yielded to the guards, pleading to be brought to the realm's Lord. A strange Elf comes to Eregion. Celebrimbor meets a long-lost cousin.

So many pretty turns of phrase!!! So many incredible descriptions!!! I am just obsessed with the idea of Celebrimbor taking Maeglin in. AAA.

5. Braided - @glorf1ndel

Artanis and Celeborn are fascinated by each other's braids.

Hair customs among the elves!!!!!!!! Celeborn x Galadriel!!!! EVERYTHING I LOVE. Plus it is so well written!!!!

6. (I know, I'm cheating. I love this fic though!) A Million Miles Apart (I hold you close) - @raointean

"Elrond took a sharp breath in surprise. Eärendil’s fëa was not white-hot and blindingly bright like he had imagined the soul of a star to be. It was instead vibrantly colorful and full of life." OR Elrond speaks to his father for the first time since he left.

Listen. If you've followed me for some time you know I'm very iffy on my feelings about Eärendil. This fic made me like him.

Recommend up to 5 fics NOT from 2023 that everyone should read (oldies but goodies.)

Sugar and Diamonds - @nocompromise-noregrets

Celebrían, visiting Imladris for Midwinter with her mother, has a very important conversation with Elrond.

This was a gift for me and I'm obsessed with it. Celrond getting together!!!!! <3 <3 <3

2. bijebtorv’afâh - @arofili

Fíli comes to terms with his identity.

When I say this fic lives RENT FREE in my brain!!! The worldbuilding, the bead-making, Fili...everything is so good. Read it read it read it.

3. All The Ways to Love - @thatfeanorian

When Fingon is forced into an arranged marriage with a cousin he has never met before, he expects the worst. Soon, however, he will realize that Maedhros is not at all what he expected and might in fact be exactly what he has been looking for his whole life. featuring Mae's terrible mental health, Fingon's stubborn determination to make Mae love himself, and Feanor who naturally tries to ruin everything.

I know I recommend this fic regularly but it just hits all my buttons, okay? It's formative Russingon for me. I love it to death & reread whenever I'm sad!

4. All That Is Left - @tuuliii

When Nerdanel has finished the face of Fëanor she looks him in the eye, satisfied. "Some of my best work", she says and strokes his cheek. A tear glides down her own and falls to the while marble floor. "You left me. You left me and now all that is left of you are statues…” A story about Nerdanel and her family in five parts.

My favorite Nerdanel character study. It's so fucking good.

5. Under Strange Stars - @idrilsscribe

Barely a long-year after the Last Alliance all is not well in Imladris. Elrond's household has been dealt a crippling blow: a very young Elrohir has disappeared. After decades of false leads he is found in the Far South of Middle-Earth. Can Glorfindel rescue the House of Earendil once more? His task is not an easy one: Elrohir has no memory of who he was, and little interest in leaving his people's fight against the Black Númenóreans of Umbar ...

One of the first LOTR fics I ever read, and it's a favorite. I recommend this one a lot, too, but for good reason!!! The whole series is excellent and honestly just peerless.

Recommend up to 5 of your own fics (completed or WIP) from 2023 that everyone should read.

I actually haven't done a lot this year. Here's what I've been working on:

Beneath a Boundless Sky (WIP)

Set directly after the events of And the Stars Shine the Same -- Elrond’s two new wards both struggle to feel at home in Rivendell. The wounds from their slavery in King Frumgar’s court are still fresh, and the scars are deep -- and they’re not the only ones. Maglor is home at last, but each day he lives he is haunted by guilt and grief. Elrond is nothing if not patient, and he is certain that given enough time in Rivendell, all three will heal. Meanwhile, the twins set out to join Legolas and investigate the source of the mysterious Shadow which attacked Rivendell, but are held up in Rhovanion. In Greenwood, something evil festers beneath the trees. Only Lothlorien, protected by Nenya, seems to be safe...but for how long? Rhovanion stands on the brink of political catastrophe. Sickness spreads through the Misty Mountains, and to make matters worse...something is wrong with the children. A story about dysfunction and trauma, healing, the breaking of trust and of regaining it, and also the birth of the Kingdom of Rohan, redemption, and hope...if I can pull it off. No graphic depictions, some dark content ahead, mature themes.

This one is a continuation of the And the Stars Shine the Same series! Elrond centric, focusing mostly on the Peredhil fam -- but there are a lot of OCs and sideplots, too :)

To Partake (WIP, rated E.)

Even if it takes until the breaking of the world, Celebrimbor is determined to help Elrond feel comfortable in his own bones. He is too precious a creature to hate himself so much. (Or, the one where shortly before the scheduled mission to Khazad-dûm, Gil-Galad offers Celebrimbor a taste of his herald. Celebrimbor accepts, and regrets it.)

Based on the characterizations in Rings of Power, because I wanted to put the relationship between Elrond and Gil-Galad in the first season of the show under a microscope, but it isn't necessary to have seen the show to read this fic. I veer completely off of the canon events of the show after episode 5, and simply never return to the show's plot -- sticking a lot closer to the Silm.

There are several really difficult scenes in the fic, but I have tried to be very thorough in warning readers at the start of the associated chapters. If you really love Gil though this might not be a fic for you. He is uhhhhh--- well I am trying to fix him, but he remains a very large looming antagonist so far.

Really, it's an Elrond character study (exploring how his childhood trauma affects his current relationships with everyone in the second age, and how he grows into the strong leader we all know and love) disguised as shipfic porn. It's got me in an absolute vice rn. I've had such a blast working on it.

[lamemaster]

The Silmarillion Elves Finding My Mutual's Blog

AN: why am I doing this? Lack of brain cells, I tell you. But here we go (lmk if you would like to be removed...I don't intend to offend anyone). A small gift for mutuals and feel free to add more blogs if needed.

Summary: How would characters from the Silmarillion react to finding my mutual's blogs. Purely based on my interpretation which may or may not be messed up.

@asianbutnotjapanese: the loremaster with all the records. Elrond and Finrod. Do I need to say more? This trio would sit together to appreciate all the writings together. A group that thrives together as they compare their findings.

Finrod's appreciation might originate in the form of odes complimented by the notes of his harp.

Kings and queens of reblogging stuff for easier access.

@doodle-pops: There's going to be a crowd here. But the chief guest of this gathering can be none other than Fingon. Accompanied by Glorfindel and Fingolfin (because I see you with that sugar daddy fic Mina).

I completely expect Fingon to encounter the blog, binge-read everything and then create his own the very next day (and yes, he will write the most cursed ships). This elf will create multiple other accounts to comment on the Fingon fics...Will jokingly compare the note count of his fic with that of Maedhros'.

Glorfindel is just another golden retriever. He will meticulously thank you and the rebloggers (celebrates humbly at his popularity). And he will be the one to send super sweet 'you're amazing' kind of asks to the writer.

Fingofin will become an established annon on the blog. No one knows it's him. His online personality is 180 from his real life. (He's got some ships and opinions and mans won't stop from stating them *aggressively*.

@a-world-of-whimsy-5: The Ainur. Sauron, Namo, and Irmo (Manwe and Eonwe are lurking) are here and they will read everything. Don't be surprised if you get a bunch of passionate Sauron requests by an 'annon' the next day. Very specific requests.

Irmo on the other hand reads even the spiciest fics with a poker face late at night. I can just imagine him laying with his phone in his hand as he scrolls through the blog. A quiet existence but don't be surprised when you wake up with 50 notes and a new followers.

Namo will start by restraining himself to the sfw fics but somehow ends up reading nsfw and goes down the rabbit hole. Next day the he can't look anyone in the eye (especially Manwe). Decides never to do that again only to come back for more (don't even bring him close to hurt no comfort, this Ainur cried for Luthien. He can't handle angst).

@wandererindreams: Ulmo, Manwe, Eru, and The Void. Just a merry group having existential conversations. You all would be sitting there with your copy of texts and believe me Eru will pull out receipts to prove shit.

The sight of the Void being hyped by all the extensive headcanons...chef's kiss. Literal black hole feels included in the fandom for the first time.

Manwe and Ulmo would be there with wisdom and appreciation for your deep contemplation. Both commenting their piece and views about the subject in lengthy comments.

Eru will be taking notes. I can envision Iluvatar, playing devil's advocate (ironic) and arguing against anything and everything. Eru likes hooman who challenge him (ask Numenorians).

@animatorweirdo: Maglor and Sauron. The second eldest Feanorian will be found blushing as he reads your works and he will revisit the blog in bouts of day-dreaming of his true love. Leaves adorable emojis in the comments.

Believe me, Sauron would get some pretty interesting ideas from all your sci-fi fics. Now he really really really needs a vampire plus werewolf SO so bad. This maia will flourish under all the attention given to him. Follows fervently but will like sparingly (he's got an image to maintain).

I would also spy a lingering Maedhros but he's got the tired mom energy so he'll be a flickering presence who remembers Tumblr once every 3 months.

Lamemaster: dead. Feanor or Finwe will smite me the second they see my blog.

[sesamenom]