#elemir

[tauforged]

it’s just how she shows affection 🙄🙄 god forbid women do anything …

i do actually think they’d be really cute together is the thing… it’s just that i don’t think she’d be able to be normal about it 😔💔

[incarnon]

tangentially related elemir doodle that came out cute enough that i wanted to post also . eleanor has singlehandedly made me a hypno / mind control enjoyer . i get it now . i understand

[sotwk]

hi! in the spirit of showing oc love, I was wondering if there's a particular oc you're looking forward to introducing to people in upcoming projects?

I'm tripping over myself to answer this Ask! (Thank you thank you thank you, Ace!)

May I please introduce two?

I've been shy about sharing these because they're not only Silmarillion OCs (I'm still intimidated by the Silm fandom, even though I have many lovely Mutuals from there, you included), they're OC WIVES of Silm Canons. Two of the most popular Silm canons. I'm pretty sure OC creators have been flogged for that.

But since you asked... onward with SotWK AU reveals and spoilers! The stories are tragic because that's the First Age for you!

Velcálë Vanandur

Wife of Maglor and grandmother of Elvenqueen Maereth (wife of Thranduil)

SotWK Fancast: Zendaya Coleman as Velcálë

Her name means "flame doer" in Quenya.

Velcálë had one child with Maglor, a daughter named Laurinwen, who was born and grew up in Tirion.

She was a Noldorin apprentice who served directly under Vána, and was thus given the prestigious epithet "Vanandur" (Servant of Vána).

She was a great tender of gardens, and her songs could cause plants to immediately flower or bear fruit.

Only out of love and devotion to Maglor did she decide to follow the Fëanorians in Exile, taking their daughter with them.

Velcálë was greatly affected by the violence of her kin and constantly homesick for Valinor. A lover of light and warmth, she suffered in the harsh lands where her family dwelt.

The toll of her heartbreak muted the strength and power she possessed in Valimar to nearly nothing, although she did her best to help sustain their people by cultivating the lands for limited-scale food production.

Because she tried to hold Maglor back from "necessary" violence and constantly made him question his commitment to the Oath, she was disliked by all of her brothers-in-law, except for Maedhros.

Velcálë was eventually slain in the battle of Dagor Bragollach when Himlad fell, leading to a permanent estrangement between Maglor and his daughter, Laurinwen.

Elemírë

Wife of Glorfindel and twin sister of Elenwë (wife of Turgon) 

SotWK Fancast: Vanessa Kirby as Elemírë

Elemírë had a fierce warrior’s spirit, but violence of any kind was considered unbecoming by her family.

She joined the Exile because she did not want to be separated from her sister Elenwë, a gentle spirit whom she always sought to protect.

She was loved by her childhood friend, Glorfindel. Although she reciprocated his feelings, he was the more passionate and demonstrative one. Elemírë factored in Glorfindel's own decision to (reluctantly) join the Exile.

Elemírë nearly died trying to dive under the Grinding Ice to save her sister, but she was held back by Glorfindel. This embittered her heart towards him. Instead of following Turgon to Vinyamar (and eventually Gondolin), she decided to join Fingon’s people. 

Over the course of the decades, she grew into a skilled cavalry rider, and was accepted into the ranks of Fingon. She became devoted to Fingon for personally mentoring and training her. 

During the Long Peace, Glorfindel (who had missed and yearned for Elemírë all those years), sought permission from Turgon to leave Gondolin so he could seek her out.

He came to Hithlum reaffirming his love for her and seeking her hand in marriage. Elemírë would not say yes, but could not bring herself to refuse him either. Glorfindel committed to staying for as long as needed to convince her, and this courtship lasted for nearly half a century.

Eventually, Fingon himself encouraged Elemírë to realize and follow her true desires for peace and love. She betrothed herself to Glorfindel and returned to Gondolin with him.

The couple married and bore one child, a son named Ingwil.

As the Lady of the House of the Golden Flower, Elemírë was also one of its fiercest warriors. She fought alongside her husband for the first time in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad.

Elemírë died during the Fall of Gondolin, rescuing her son from an attacking fire drake, which she successfully slayed before perishing.

Thank you again for the ask @hobbitwrangler, and for encouraging my foray into the Silm fandom. I hope you (and anyone reading this) enjoy learning about these OC ladies! Maybe with the right amount of courage, time, and motivation, I may someday even write some actual one-shots including them!

For more SotWK AU headcanons: SotWK HC Masterlist

Elves HC Tag List: @a-world-of-whimsy-5 @achromaticerebus @acornsandoaktrees @aduialel @asianbutnotjapanese @auttumnsayshi @blueberryrock @conversacomsmaug @elan-ho-detto-elan-15 @entishramblings @glassgulls @heilith @heranintomyknife23times @ladyweaslette @laneynoir @lathalea @quickslvxrr @spacecluster @stormchaser819 @talkdifferently6 @tamryniel @tamurilofrivendell

Special Moots who might be interested tag: @emmanuellececchi @from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras @scyllas-revenge @g-m-kaye @quillofspirit

Other useful links:

Introduction to SotWK

Fanfiction Masterlist

Fanfiction Request Guidelines

[howl-of-the-blood]

Sister...

[thecommaconstellation]

“Ho avuto solo qualche colloquio umano (o almeno tale è stato per me) con Elémir Zolla, di cui le dissi, mi sembra. Non posso dire molto di lui, ma dopo il saggio su «Tempo Presente» mi sembra di poter rischiare - puntare molto su quest’uomo, intendo. Se lo avessimo avuto a Firenze (quando ancora eravamo uniti, solitari e orgogliosi) l’«Attenzione» forse sarebbe nata. Ma lui allora stava solo a Torino, in una cameretta, scrivendo. Si è preparato per lunghi anni, con una ascesi indefettibile (che non ha rotto neppure venendo qui, buttandosi nella lotta), ed ora è una spada lucida, di nobile metallo. Credo di averlo incontrato al momento giusto - sulla via di ritorno al mio centro, dopo due anni di viaggio (necessari). Ma Z. di viaggi non ha avuto bisogno: aveva l’attenzione. È molto malato, mi dicono, di petto e di reni. La nevrosi, certo, gli gronda da ogni gesto. Ma nulla di tutto questo lo intacca (potrebb’essere un meraviglioso personaggio di Cechov).

Ieri, unico giorno di tregua dal 13 gennaio, parlammo insieme dalle 5 all’1 di notte. Non so che cosa pensi di me e non me ne importa. La sua intransigenza è un miracolo che mi basta; è il solo che non abbia ceduto, che l’ipnosi del costume non abbia mai attaccato. (E non ha fede, ch’io sappia, né altra dottrina che non sia il culto della verità).”

Cristina Campo, Lettere a Mita

[howl-of-the-blood]

Vasilisa Mikulishna / Василиса Микулишна (1975) Eng Subs

Василиса Микулишна | Vasilisa Mikulishna (1975)

[jjkfilth]

my yoonmin fic recs (masterlist)

some classics:

when you're in love all the lines get blurred by jflawless

oil, lube, service by embryonic grip

cleaning clam shells, raising children and falling in love by softarchive

only breathing by sharleena

浮世 U K I Y O by sharleena

the songbird and the sea by maia_archives

conflicting arrangement by prettyboykiller

love at first sigh by elemir

you got daddy issues (I do too) by sharleena

only breathing by sharleena

help desk ticket by ridejimin

blueberry muffins by springrain21

personal recs:

any road will do by shizukaxsakura

sunflower by ignooy

you make my palms sweat by heukhanuel

every 3:45AM by sonyeondan

sugar and spice (and a lot of coffee) by embyr

green corduroy and glitter by ititnotmyforte

kiss me when I'm sober by sharleena

maybe if our worlds collide (we could be together) by sharleena

(help me) I'm buried alive by hereigoagain

they say teenage years mess you up by boywithmin

weight of living by amazonqueen

buy me love by pornographicpenguin

I just fell in love with a gangster by jonghyunlisterine

ambrosia by momora

petal in the wind, butterfly in the wood by autumnjade

not crying on a sunday by abucketofchicken

stay here I'm there by momora (ONGOING)

im glad you're my first (first for everything) by heukhaneul

passengers by unclassified_lkg

pieces of you by lemongloss

been waiting for you to make a move by bangtanbananas

it's bad enough we get along so well by brightlight

just a wifi password by xalaskarose

waiting on the wine glass by momora

just down the hall by donateblood

sad eyes by whenitstarted

pwps:

get it (size) queen by wannythefanboy

I like u by themininthemoon

浮世 : komorebi by sharleena

stroke of luck by whenitstarted

the way I fuck him (you'd think I love this --) by jonghyunlisterine

bound to fall by when it started

midnight snack by suga_cubes

lazy saturday at the mins by autumnjade

[zuqan]

Salam uşaqlar. Necesiz?)

Menim yazmağa vaxtım bol olduğu üçün uzun yazacam, ama sizin biliremki oxumağa vaxtınız yoxdu... Başlayım söhbete)

Çoxda uzun olmasa da ara verdikden sonra gelib sizinle yaxından uzaqdan marağınızda olmasa bele burda bir neçe şey haqqında (esasda özüm) yazmaq istedim. Çox qarişiq yazacam isteyirsiz başa düşün isteyirsiz düşmeyin. Neyse)

Bildiyiniz ya da bilmediyiniz kimi burda men qısa bir münasibet yaşadım. Ve bu yaşadığım münasibet mene bezilerinin gerçey üzünü gösterdi. Demek istediyim odurki menim ezizlerim sosialda münasibet yasayırsızsa en birinci hemin insani 50 defe süzgecden keçirin, çünki ne olub ne olacağını bilmey olmur. Rusların bir oyuncağı matruşka vare he baxın eynile onun kimisidi yeni. Bilmirem yoxsa menimmi qarşima ele birisi çıxmışdı?! :D. He sonraaa. Sonra dost dediklerinizde hemçinin. Üzünüze qarşi dost deyib arxanızca zarafat adı altında her cüre söhbetler edile biler. Ama bunun arxanızca danışılmış olması ne qeder zarafat olsa bele qebul edile bilmeyecek qeder iyrenc bir davranışdır. Hele bunu önemsediyiniz insanlarla birlikde edirlerse). Bu ondan da pisdi. İyrencliyin pro versiyasıdı. Hetda üzüme qarşi bir kelme demeyib arxamca (sizde meni üzrlü sayın) tehqir edici ifadelerden bele deyibler). Men buna önem veriremmi? Vermirem elbetde.. Niyemi? Niyesi sizlere çoxda maraqli olmasa bele önem verdiyim insanların arxamca danışdıqları zarafatyana murdar söhbetlere göre onları adam yerine qoymamalı olduğumu bilsinler deye. Ele bundan sonra ne qeder isteyirlerse, kimle isteyirlerse danışsınlar tüküm bele terpetmerem. Sadece bilsinlerki ahım üzerlerindedi :)

He yeniden başa qayıdaq. Bu münasibet belke de Allah terefinden verilmiş bir sınaq oldu. Belke de yox eledi. Başımıza gelen her bir şey ferq elemir yaxşi ve ya pis hamısı imtahandı. Ve Allah bizi bunlarla sınağa çekerek bizleri yoxlayır. Ve mende sınandım ama keçmedim ve bezi şeyler başima geldi. Bu başima gelen şeylerde meni yaradılan birine Yaradandan çox bağlanmamayı, Ondan çox sevmemeyi öyretdi. Allah keçsin günahımdan ama men cidden çox bağlanmışdım, yoxe olmaz falan deyirdim. Ama neymiş? Olurmuş, hetda onsuz daha da gözel olurmuş.

Bu münasibet ve bir neçe şeylere göre de dinden ağlınıza gelmeyecek qeder çox uzaq qalmışdım. Yeni il girenden beri belede çox yaxşı şeyler yaşamamışam. Texmin edirdimki bunların hamısı İslamdan uzaq qaldığım üçün idi. Bu Ramazan ayı gelenden beri ancaq demek olarki İslam haqqında oxudum, maraqlandım, beynimde yaranan suallara cavab tapmağa çalışdım. Evveller oyunlarda gecesini-gündüzünü qurban veren men aylar olduki oyundan uzaq durub. Demek olar heç deqiqesini bele oyundan ötrü serf elemir. Ancaq öyrenmeye , qelbindeki Allah sevgisini artırmağa çalışır. Ve bunların hamısına demek olarki bir münasibet sebeb oldu. Buna göre ne qeder şükür elesemde azdi.

Bu haqqda daha da etrafli yazsam Vallah bu postumu kitab olsa belke de vereqleyereq oxuyarsız. Dostoyevskidi, bukovskidi ve s. skili yazıçıların yazdığı eserden bele uzun olar. Hetda o eserin içinde burdakılardan bir çoxunun maskasının bele düşüreceyimin şahidi olarsız) özümün bele :d. Sadece özet keçdim. Sözümün canı odurki uşaqlar heçkese ama heçkese, Yaradanın yaratdığı birine sensiz olmur, ay nebilim çox bağlanmışam falan demeyin, ele onunla sınağa çekilersiz, eynile menim kimi). Özünüze yaxşı baxın. Oxuduzsa eger bura kimi gözlerinizden öpürem :)

He bu arada bu postuda men duyqu sömürüsüdü nedi ona göre atmıram. Nece deyerler blog menimdi men bilerem, ne istesem ataram :d.

[feralandmoonstruck]

He's so gentle with her I love ittt

To get your writing gears going again for something smutty "Don’t think so much, just let your body take control.” “I know, baby, I know. I’m right here, just breathe.”

Thank you!

Something very soft for starters. Since a lot of you don’t know my characters yet, here are some short introductions:

Tajena - let’s call her a princess, but she is far from a classical one. She is stoic and sarcastic, often very stubborn, very protective of her family and loyal to her father. Can be quite anxious at times. She is rather kinky and open-minded, but she is hiding it.

Elemir - let’s call him a prince as he is a classical albeit asshole prince. Full of himself, loud and cocky. Also temperamental and stubborn. But he is a loyal friend. He is not as kinky as he thinks he is, but he is sexually far more experienced than Tajena.   

Non-canon, fluff (none of the bad cannon thingies happened), established relationship

TW: gentle sex, strong language, first time

Pairing: Tajena x Elemir

WC: 1670

Elemir has always loved spending time in the countryside. Spring, summer, winter - he didn’t care. He loved the basic life he could indulge there, forgetting about his noble blood for a few weeks. Owning several houses around his domain certainly enabled him to enjoy this lifestyle any time he wanted and in the best way possible. 

The light snow had just started and Tajena’s and Elemir’s horses were ready to rest. The climb, even though not too steep, was long and the path was in bad shape. They reached a small village hidden in the mountains. And Elemir’s winter cottage was unexpectedly small and quaint.

“Does it fit there?” Tajena asked while dismounting.

“What?” Elemir looked at the house from the roof to the foundation.

“Your ego.”

Elemir’s pout was adorable. “Not really. I’m afraid you’ll have to leave some of your bubbly personality outside.”

After taking care of their horses, they entered the house. Tajena was surprised with how modest but comfortable it looked. The single room had many blankets and floral carpets covering every horizontal surface, as well as walls. The wooden furniture was decorated with simple shapes just like the large stove that was ready to be lit. The bed, however, was a big and bulky thing. And it was one bed. She knew there would be one bed. And that they would be alone. Her mind conjured pictures and sensations she never felt before, excited and fearful at the same time.

Probably noticing her stare, Elemir moved next to the bed, a huge grin covering his face. “Do you like it? I ordered it a year ago. It looks amazing, doesn’t it?”

“It really does,” Tajena commented while removing the gloves from her hands. “Do you have any servants here?”

“None,” Elemir’s exclamation was so giddy, Tajena laughed as well. “We’re gonna do everything by ourselves.”

Tajena wasn’t sure how she felt about that idea, but she wasn’t about to let Elemir know about her apprehension. On the other hand, she was more than curious to see Elemir doing servant’s jobs. Imagining him cleaning the dishes or sweeping the floor was quite entertaining.

“You should put on your furs again,” said Elemir, “We’re gonna need some firewood first. It’s gonna be cold for a little while.”

He took an axe that was standing next to the stove and swung it around as if it was his sword. “Would you like to watch me chop some wood?” he asked with a wink.

“Why not. I have nothing better to do. I just hope you won’t chop something else while swinging that.”

“Awww, are you worried?” Elemir gave her a peck on the nose. “Would you treat my wounds if I hurt myself?”

“Only after I stop laughing,” Tajena’s retort was met with a chuckle. 

“Ah, my gentle goddess of love, I can always count on your healing words and hands.”

Tajena watched him as he walked to the wardrobe, opened it and started removing his own clothes. Raising an eyebrow, she asked: “What are you doing?”

“Well, I won’t chop wood in my clothes. I don’t want to get them dirty.”

Tajena giggled. Of course. This still was knežević Elemir. His precious Ubejan silk, summer lynx fur and high quality leather should never get soiled. She turned around to give him privacy, even though she honestly didn’t want to. She saw him almost naked several times. Never completely, though. Not yet anyway. She smirked. 

“You don’t need to turn around, you know.” Elemir’s voice was like honey, coating her very core in sweet warmth. He stood behind her back and placed his hands on her shoulders, brushing her neck with his thumbs. “All I am is yours.”

When his fingers caressed her jaw, she shivered in delight. Elemir kissed her neck, slowly, leaving wet marks. “My goddess… “

“If you continue like this,” Tajena spoke in a faint voice, mind already foggy, “you’re never going to chop that firewood.”

“Fuck firewood.” Elemir grabbed her around her waist and spun her around. His face was flushed, eyes deeply coated in something carnal. Her warm breath mixed with his. Tajena looked down - he was completely naked, his cock standing up and high, pulsating against her belt. The cottage was quiet, filled only with their shallow breaths and aroma of their sweat. It felt like they were the only two people in the world. Tajena felt a surge of impudence, took his manhood, maybe too forcefully since Elemir jerked a little bit. “Fuck me.”

A sly smile spread on Elemir’s face before turning into a wolfish grin. He shouted at the top of his lungs before grabbing Tajena into a bear hug, smooching her and shattering the sensual moment into small pieces.

“Why did you have to roar, you ox?” Tajena’s annoyance was as sharp as her morning star.

“I couldn’t help it.” Elemir’s smile didn’t waver even for a second. “I have you for myself. You’re mine.” He placed his forehead on hers. “You’re mine.”

Tajena looked into his eyes. They were gleeful, glittering like a pure spring stream. “But you know that already.”

“Say it again,” he requested.

Tajena’s chest filled with warmth. “I am yours.”

He kissed her, sharply but less messy than the last time. “Again.”

“I am yours.”

Elemir cupped Tajena’s face into his hands. “Say my name.”

“I am yours, Elemir…”

Their lips connected, sending a spark into their veins. Tajena’s skin lit up, igniting inside out. Elemir skillfully removed her garments, piece by piece, only breaking their kiss when absolutely necessary. When her breasts were free, he stopped. He knelt in front of Tajena, looking at her face in burning submission. Tajena’s face flushed. This was a step further than everything they’ve had done before. This was new for her. 

“Are you fine?” he asked softly.

Tajena nodded, gently placing her palms on his cheeks. He kissed them both before continuing to undress her. Soon they were both bare and vulnerable in front of each other. Elemir smiled mischievously and picked Tajena up before almost throwing her on the bed. He immediately covered her entire body in hot kisses. And every kiss was touching deeper parts of her being. Tajena’s heart and mind raced, experiencing her own body in a more different way - through another man’s touch. It was unfamiliar, it was overwhelming. 

“Are you fine?” Elemir repeated his question.

“I don’t know.” 

He immediately stopped, his amber eyes sharp from worry. “What is wrong?”

“I don’t know.”

He sat down next to her, pulling her into his lap. “Talk with me, my moonlight.”

His features were so kind, so soft, Tajena could just smile, nervously biting her lip. “This is all new for me. Am I��� doing everything right?”

Elemir tried not to show it, but soft annoyance spread across his face. Tajena hit him in the shoulder. “I’m serious.”

“Tajena, you… Do you like what we’re doing?”

“Yes, of course.”

“Then let’s do it until you stop liking it and you tell me, okay? Don’t think so much, just let your body take control.”

Tajena was silent, inspecting his face. “And you’ll be there?”

Elemir blinked, surprised. “Of course. I’m not going anywhere. Ever. Where would I go without you?”

He asked this in an innocent way, but… Tajena knew it was a promise. She placed her hands on his neck and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth, tasting him until they were both out of breath. Her body was trembling, but it was wanting something too.

“Hold me,” she whispered, taking his hand, tangling their fingers. 

“I’m here.”

Tajena took his manhood and placed it under herself. It was strange, so strange, but it felt so good to rub against it. Elemir groaned, holding her, not pushing her or guiding her. He was just supporting her, whispering words of comfort. But she needed to feel him deeper. Once, twice, she tried to lower herself but it hurt too much. The third time it stung but his cock entered her and they both gasped. Elemir smiled and kissed her, slowly guiding her hips up and down. Tajena followed, swaying, gliding up and down. She needed more but it was too uncomfortable.

“Not good, huh?” he asked. Tajena shook her head. “Nevermind. Come here.”

He lifted her off his cock, and turned her around, so that she could lean her back on his chest. Between her thighs was Elemir’s throbbing cock, needy of release. Elemir started kissing her neck, slowly rubbing her breasts with his hands. Tajena’s breath quickened. When he pinched her nipples, she moaned, feeling her flame becoming stronger. 

“Please…” she whispered.

“I know…” he replied into her ear, moving one of his hands between her legs. He quickly found her bud, swollen and sensitive. Tajena's hips jerked and he moistened his fingers before pressing them on the little eager bundle of nerves again. 

“Please… Oh…” her whimpers were getting louder. But it was too much. Everything was too much. But it was too good as well. “Elemir, I’m… I’m…” She couldn’t verbalize her thoughts. Will she burst? Will she shatter?

“I know, my moonlight, I know. I’m right here, just breathe. I’m holding you. I’m here.”

His fingers circled around her bud, lighting her desire, pushing her over the edge where she couldn’t feel anything else but endless pleasure. And it was given to her by him. Something she’s never experienced before. While still on her high, Elemir grabbed his cock and started rubbing it, smearing Tajena’s wetness all over it. He growled into Tajena’s hair when he sprayed her thighs and stomach with his warm seed.

While catching their breaths, Elemir caressed Tajena’s hips. “Well… how was it? Not too bad, huh?”

Tajena mulled over before touching her sticky legs. “Very messy.”

Elemir snickered. “True. Unfortunately, it can get a lot messier than this."

"I don't understand one thing. Why did you say unfortunately?" Tajena's eyes had a hungry glimmer and all Elemir could do was grin.

[annabawritersdream]

I finally included these two in my character profiles! It took me way too long...

Also, he has a name now!

Let me introduce you to...*drum roll*

ELEMIR!

Ahmir + Eledhwen

Both of them are OCs. She's Halbarad's eldest daughter and he's a Haradrim lord. He was originally supposed to die in some sort of tragic, horrific way, but I think I'll spare him? They're so cute, I really don't want to tear them apart.

Alas, I am a sucker for angst and drama so...who knows what will happen. She was supposed to fall in love with a major canon character after Ahmir's death.

Decisions, decisions, decisions...

I guess I'll just stare at them for a while.

[incarnon]

idk i just think there’s something to be said for the ‘hanging out with the bestie to kill time’ to “haha woah that’s so crazy that you’ve got such big sharp fangs like that’s just sooo cool to me. btw i only just noticed the other day that i have claws now isn’t that wild? ahaha i wonder what else is going to happen” which turns into “yeah idk there’s just something going on idk what maybe there’s like something in the air or something i just feel like crazy restless and uhhh distracted lately like so far this week has just been weird. hey do you smell that btw? oh no it’s probably nothing i just… wow your face is really close to my neck haha i mean huh what no im not sweating that’s ridicu— did you just sniff me” to ‘just kinda impulsively making out and pawing at eachother w/o really thinking too hard about it’ to ‘raw wild instinctual animalistic sex doing shit that neither of us would have even considered at any other point but currently just totally lost in the sauce’ to “holy fuck what just happened. do you want to do it again” pipeline . im just a vocal proponent of the concept is all . i think it bears considering . and im doing my part

[ayahuascadiaries]

To live is to absorb light. Look at the vegetables in the gardens. Before turning green they were hidden, virtual, in the seed. And what made a hard rough grain seed? What makes the seed seed? The need for light, which, as little as it can, explodes out of that shell. The seed is a need for light, the vegetable is that need that is satisfied. By eating the vegetables, cooking them and distilling them in the stomach, the animal extracts an essence which it assimilates to itself, so that, at the height of the internal cooking and distillation, they become part of the animal that sees the light, they become a vision of light .

Life on earth is light that returns to light.

How could the light that illuminates the world not be light to itself as it is light to us? And we, when we come to embrace the whole cycle of light, that is, when we are enlightened, we are the place where the light returns to itself and knows it is returning to itself. Observing the bread we eat from light, we recognize the sun that extracted it from the wheat, and if we are what we eat, we are light that wants to return to itself, to itself:

lumen de lumine.

Quote from the book The Wonders of Nature: An Introduction to Alchemy of Elemire Zolla

[howl-of-the-blood]

OC SMASH OR PASS

rules: include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda

Propaganda: Elemir is absolutely gorgeous, charming and confident. Also a prince. Knows sign language and drinks a fair amount of respect-women juice... maybe a bit too much. Can be slightly rigid and confrontational and incredibly stubborn. Firmly believes he's a cis dom (inaccurate assessment lol)

Pros:

ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴍᴇɴᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. and not in an insincere way. he truly sees you as the most beautiful creature he’s ever laid his eyes on. and his admiration towards you is not only skin deep.

ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. elemir will do just anything just to keep you safe: from carrying you over a pond to guarding you with his own body and risking his own life.

ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ. you will know right away how he feels. no games with him. sometimes elemir can get too forward but he is really good at reading people. he knows when to back off.

sʜᴏᴡᴇʀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɢɪғᴛs. almost literally. you can ask for the stars and he will spend next couple of weeks figuring out how to do that. eventually, he’ll get creative, but he will fulfill your every wish.

ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ʜᴜɢs. he is really strong but knows how to control his strength. there is no place on earth you’ll feel as safe and sound as in elemir’s arms.

ʙɪɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴏʀɢᴇᴏᴜs. elemir is tall, handsome and muscular. and intelligent. quite the prince charming… if there wasn’t for cons.

Cons:

ʜᴏᴛ-ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ. his nature can be quite explosive. especially if you want to do something even mildly dangerous. fights with elemir are loud and long.

sᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ. he’ll listen to your arguments carefully. he’ll even admit you are right. but it will take a miracle for him to change his mind.

ᴏᴠᴇʀᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. you are so precious to him that it can become suffocating. you couldn’t possibly be competent enough to do certain things on your own, according to elemir.

ᴄᴏᴄᴋʏ. he looks the best. he knows everything the best. ʜᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ.

ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜs. it will take some time for elemir to trust you completely. especially since he is the one prone to casual flirting and expects you’ll act the same. he is more insecure than he dares to admit.

[muqeddesblog]

Lezet elemir,atas

[lanthanum12]

I gave it a go and I got 280!

Here is my list!

It took two pages haha! (I am now reminded as to why I don't write stuff out by hand as a Dysgraphic person XD (my wrist is so sore!)

[Image ID: List of names written in the purple pen. The names are: Maeglin, Finwe, Miriel, Indis, Feanor, Nerdanel, Mahtan, Findis, Faniel, Fingolfin, Anaire, Lalwende, Finarfin, Earwen, Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin, Amras, Amrod, Fingon, Turgon, Elenwe, Aredhel, Eol, Argon, Finrod, Amarie, Angrod, Eldalote, Aegnor, Galadriel, Celeborn, Celebrimbor, Idril, Tuor, Orodreth, Celebrian, Earendil, Gil-Galad, Finduilas, Elros, Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, Arwen, Eldarion, Vardamir, Tindomiel, Manwendil, Atanalcar, Amandil, Vardilme, Aulendil, Nolondil, Mairen, Erendis, Aldarion, Ancalime, Tar-Palantir, Tar-Miriel, Ar-Pharazon, Elendil, Ilsidur, Beruthiel, Fuinur, Lenwe, Denethor the elf, Mablung, Beleg, Daeron, Saeros, Elmo, Olwe, Thingol, Luthien, Dior, Nimloth, Elwing, Elured, Elurin, Ingwe, Ingwion, Elemire, Meleth, Edrahil, Nellas, Voronwe, Elmmakil, Gwindor, Legolas of Gondolin, Gelmir, Dulian of the Swallow, Galdor of the Tree, Glorfindel, Ecthelion, Salgant, Rog, Egalmoth, Penlod, Haldir the marchwarden, Oropher, thranduil, Legolas Greenleaf, Galion, Gildor Inglorion, Gimli the elf, Vaire of cottage Lost Play, Erestor, Lindir, Cirdan, Manwe, Varda, Aule, Yavanna, Irmo, Este, Nienna, Ulmo, Tulkas, Vana, Nessa, Orome, Namo, Vaire, Tinfang Warble, Makar, Maesse, Tom Bombadil, Goldberry, Fanuin, Langon, Kuruki, Salmar, Osse, Uinen, Saruman, Alatar, Pallando, Radagast, Gandalf, Melian, Arien, Tilion, Ilmare, Eonwe, Thuringwethil, Zigur, Gothmog the balrog, Fankil, Nimrodel, Mithrellas, Amrod, Eru, Mouth of Sauron, Azog, Bolg, Shagrat, Gorbag, Grima, Gothmog of Mordor, Khamul, Witch-king, Bill Ferny, Shelob, Ungoliant, Gollum, Ulfang, Uldor, Brodda, Freca, Wulf, Carcharoth, Draugluin, Scatha. Maeglin's, Nienna's, Goldberry's, Vaire's, Zigur's, Khamul's, Witch King's, and Gollum's names have hearts drawn near them. /end ID]

[Image ID: List of characters written in purple pen. The names are: Smaug, Glaurung, Anlcagon, Lotho Sackewille-Baggins, Otho SB, Lobelia SB, Belladonna Baggins, Bruno Bracegirdle, Lily, the other Lily, Diamound, Pippin, Merry, Frodo, Samwise, Hamfast, Frodo Gardner, Alfreda of Yale, Rosie, Farmer Cotton, Farmer Maggot, Odo Proudfoot, Bilbo Baggins, Anglachel/Gurthang, Elanor Gardner, Barliman Butterbur, Bard Bowman, Beorn, Grimbeorn, Eowyn, Eomer, Lothiriel, Elboron, Theoden, Theodwyn, theodred, Hazad Longbeam, Tal-Elmar, Boron, Beren, Gorlim, Beor, Haldad, Haleth, Hador, Andreth, Dorlas, Brandir, Bledis, Turin, Lalaith, Nienor, Morwen, Hurin, Huor, Mim, Ori, Dori, Nori, Thorin Oakensheild, kili, Fili, Dis, Boromir, Faramir, Denethor the steward, Finduilas of dol Amroth, Imarahil, Ioreth, Gimli the Dwarf, Glion, Grion, Telchar, Azaghal, Dain Ironfoot, Bifur, Bombur, Bofur, Durin I, Durin II, Durin III, Durin IV, Huan, Old Man Willow, Nahar, Asafola, Bill the Pony, Fang, Fatty Lumpkin, Annael, Sador, Aerin, Quickbeam, Treeberead, Rumil the loremaster, Pengoloth, Thorondor, Gwahir, Tevildo, Bregolas, Shadowfax, Morgoth, Helm, Rian. Lobelia's, Bill the Pony's, Angalchel/Gurthang's, and Brandir's, names all have hearts near them. /end ID] And yes Anglachel/Gurthang being a character is a hill I am willing to die on, I treat her as such and she has dialog which is more than I can say for many of these characters! It would be very sad if I had to leave out one of my top ten.

This took forever!! Thank you for reading!

Bonus internet points will be awarded to anyone who actually tries this exercise before voting.

Assume you need to get the spelling at least somewhat close, and if a character has multiple names, only one counts. Also, if a character doesn't have a canonical name, I'm sorry, but "that guy's wife" doesn't count.

For reference, if you can name the 9 members of the Fellowship, the eponymous Hobbit and his 13 dwarf buddies, 3 prominent women, and the guy who runs the Rivendell B&B, that's 27 characters right there. And you probably also know the name of a dragon.

For further reference, Tolkien Gateway has 637 (!!) pages dedicated to Third Age characters. (Don't click that link until you've voted, of course)

Edit: Your humble pollmaker gave this a try, and got as far as 73 before deciding she was too tired to keep trying to remember dwarf and Silm names. If you also want to share (and don't mind people being incredulous at your having forgot ____), pastebin allows you to paste text and share it for free. :)

[jamyangking]

20.Yoonmin . This Side of Paradise by Elemir

(https://archiveofourown.org/works/4540023)