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[jhelenivarsimae]

Daughters of Maedhros. Russamiré the Unimpressed and Russalindé the Singer. A late submission for @tolkienocweek

Russamiré, the older twin, was like her father in mood and manner, though she did not inherit the fairness that he once had. She was often found in his company if she was not wrestling with the boys her age or stealing her uncle Maglor's horse. Though she was likened to her father for her temperament, it was her mother's wildness of heart that she carried with her until the end of her life. She loved the trees, the fields, the mud, and the dust. She bore a bow of Sindarin make and a blade once held by a heavy hand.

Russalindé exemplified her mother's grace and was considered by many to be more beautiful than her twin. She was sweet of voice and gentle in her demeanour though she was not exempt from mischief and mayhem. She was often in the company of Maglor who taught her many songs of power. On her third year of life, her father presented her with a tarnished harp of gold. She delighted in the melodies her fingers coaxed from the aged harpstrings, oblivious to the conflict of joy and sorrow in her father's heart when he heard the familiar tunes.

[jhelenivarsimae]

YOOOO GUYS THIS IS MY PINCH-HIT!

Super happy I did this. Brilliant art and brilliant artist. I had soo much fun writing it. Do you want polyamorous Glorthelion? Do you want angst? Look no moreee!

Fic: A Box of Letters and Memories by @jhelenivarsimae / XirinOfArvada on ao3

Art by me

Rated: T

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Ecthelion of the Fountain/Glorfindel, Glorfindel (Tolkien)/Original Female Character(s), Ecthelion of the Fountain/Original Character(s)

Characters: Glorfindel, Ecthelion, Elenwë

Word count: 12,209

Glorfindel tells his story to his children through a series of letters, climaxing with the fall of Gondolin.

For @tolkienrsb

[daylilifiedsundrewdrops]

Tape Recording #3.

[ CLICK ] Goo-oood Morning, Mr. Tape Recorder! Or, well, Evening. But I just woke up from a short lil' nap, so whatevs. Oh, you will not believe today. So today is Friday, meaning tomorrow is.. Drum rolls please.. [They're slapping their hands on the table to make a drum noise.]

Tada! The weekends. Hopefully, this time, Mom will allow me to go with my classmates to their Gala. I heard from Sofia with an S and Zophia with a Z that they get ice cream and free restaurant food. Anywaayyyysss, that's not the only good news today. So, remember yesterday when I said that begging might get Ms. Joana to give me those flowers for free? I decided to try it, and she actually gave me some! Maybe out of pity but I don't care 'cause I got a bundle of- [Rustling. They pick something up.] -Piiinnnkkk roses up here. Look at them, Mr. Tape Recorder, aren't they beautiful? .... Glad to know you agree with me. Aside from that, I got only one headache in the past hours! Normally, I'd get like 4 or 5 and then 2 more while recording or after recording. Isn't that just fantasti-licious? Anyway, Anyway... Right, so remember that art contest I talked about when I first set you up? okay like, apparently, it'll come ask for volunteers at our school next week. That's too long and honestly, I deserve to be on that stage! Hopefully they come on Monday. And- Oh! I forgot, so I read 7 books today for the readathon. They were short but... Hey, they're still books. '' City of The Light '' By Mel Olbourne, '' The Clock '' By Ikira Nitto, '' Havens '' By... How do you even pronounce this? ...Never mind. Next, '' Darkened Skies '' By Evvon H. Jhelen. '' Dragon's Life '' By Sarah Dallimon, '' Time '' By Kirron KK, and lastly, '' Is He Here? '' By uh.... Zeus Tellisman. I feel like the other kids are reading more books than I am a day. Or maybe I'm just really slow. Oh well! Soo, some kids, don't really know who, but some kids decided to graffiti some art on the alleyway halls, like the one at the back of Wilvewood Highschool. Didn't know until I overheard some kids gossiping about it but apparently it was just some random letters, with some crossed out. '' Pa'z oly '' ...At least, I think that's what they said. Did I ever mention that my memory is good when I'm not rushing things? No? Okay. Speaking of which, 2 kids from Wilvewood high also went mssing. And only one today too. Laura from the kindergarten section. You know, usually I don't feel bad about the missing kids, but Laura is an exception. Not because I like her, no.. But uh, because she was a kindergartener, I guess. I feel bad for her parents. [Inaudible mumbling.] ...On a more positive note, I- shrk- [They curse under their breath. Another headache? And they thought they broke their usual headache streak.] [ 5 Minutes. ] [ 10 Minutes. ] [ 20 Minutes. ] [ 25 Minutes, ] [ 30-

Sorry, gosh, that headache was worse than all the others... Ugh.... Let me just end this quickly... I got home late and got scolded by my mother... So now I'm hungry and shit. Ugh, Sorry, Mr. Tape Recorder, I think I have to go to bed.. What is up with me this past week?

[ CLICK ]

[mia-cooper]

Ok one more. Janeway/Tom Paris, 28 or 46

28 … as a lie

@jhelenoftrek said #I WANT THE REST OF THIS STORY! but instead she gets the prequel :)

The Art of Diplomacy

He’d been on some weird away missions, but Tom Paris was pretty sure this one took the cake – or in this case, the jhelen. At least, he thought that was what this sweet, gooey substance was called. Someone had shoved a bowl of it into his hands; he’d sampled a little and almost been knocked off his feet by the sugar rush.

Or maybe it was the alien liquor their hosts had been plying the Voyager representatives with all evening. He’d caught Chakotay surreptitiously tipping the contents of his glass into a flower arrangement more than once, and Harry had already had to excuse himself after over-indulging. Tom had been pacing himself, but even he was feeling a little woozy.

He wondered what was taking B'Elanna so long. She’d been grumbling all night that the gold body paint and feathered headdress all the Voyager women had been instructed to wear were itchy as hell, and that this was the last time she was going to let Chakotay talk her into one of these stupid diplomatic events, and then she’d mumbled something about checking in with Engineering and disappeared.

Tom sighed. She wasn’t wrong about the paint, although the Jessian who’d applied his body art had been kind enough to add some shadowing that made him look as ripped as Ayala, and at least the pants they’d given him to wear were feather-free. B'Elanna had certainly been appreciative when she’d met him after the dressing ritual, and he’d noticed the captain ogling Chakotay even less subtly than usual.

He scanned the crowd again; B'Elanna was nowhere to be seen. Most of the Voyagers seemed to have made their excuses, though he spotted Chakotay with his head bent toward the captain’s, leaning against a pillar. Janeway looked pretty hot, he admitted privately. She carried off the sparkles and feathers and skimpy outfit almost as well as B'Elanna did.

Speaking of whom… turning, Tom caught sight of his girlfriend at last. She was out on the terrace, her back turned. As he watched, her hand came up to scratch at her shoulder, and he read annoyance in her stance.

Time to get out of here, he decided, and pushed through the crowd.

She didn’t turn as he came up behind her. “Hey, you,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around her from behind and nuzzling into her neck. “I’ve been thinking about peeling you out of that dress all night. Let’s go home so I can rip it off with my teeth,” and he turned her, dragging his lips across her jaw until he reached her mouth.

Her lips parted and he took advantage, sliding his tongue across her lower lip. Her hands came up to his chest and for a moment it seemed like she was going to push him away, but he stroked his hands down her back and she made a small sound and tilted her head, her lips softening.

She felt different, he realised. Tasted different, too. Maybe it was the paint…

And then she pulled back with a gasp, bracing her hands on his chest, and he looked into her eyes.

Eyes that were not velvety-brown, but blue. A blue that, as he continued to stare at her, was rapidly turning glacial.

The owner of the eyes spoke in a voice at once frosty and husky.

“Lieutenant Paris,” she said, “I strongly suggest you take your hands off me before you find yourself a permanent resident of my brig.”

He dropped his arms as if burned and hastily stepped back. “Ca- Captain?”

Janeway put her hands on her hips.

“But I just saw you talking to Chakotay – I thought you were B'Elanna –” Tom whipped around to search the room behind him and let out a squeak.

Standing in the open terrace doorway, face like thunder, was Chakotay.

“Fuck,” blurted Tom.

“Paris,” Chakotay growled.

“Uh…” Tom cowered. “Where’s B'Elanna?”

Chakotay pointed upward. “And I suggest you go after her. You have some explaining to do.”

Tom didn’t need to be asked twice. Fishing his combadge out of his pants pocket, he whispered, “Paris to Voyager. One to beam up. Right now.”

As the transporter beam caught him, the last thing he saw was Chakotay turning that angry black stare on the captain.

[jhelenivarsimae]

Presenting one of my trsb arts, The Love of a Servant! Featuring Galdor, Finrod, and Turgon in a romantic drama of conflicting loyalties.

Claimed by the wonderful @elentarial !!! I am so honoured to have worked with her this year.

You can read her fic HERE

[jhelenivarsimae]

Once again. Thank you! Thank you! Anna for posting this on my behalf. Tumblr has been horrible to me and refuses to let me post my art. Hope you all like my girl Lírëanna.

submission from @jhelenivarsimae for FLW 2022, Day 6!

Lírëanna Kanafinwiel was the only daughter of Maglor Kanafinwë and his beloved wife, Linherí Songweaver. She was raised in Mastomahtano by her grandmother, Nerdanel, and her great-grandfather, Mahtan. Lintarwë, heart-brother to Linherí and Kanafinwë, brought her up as his own child, and Lírëanna believed for many years that Lintarwë was her true father. However, Lintarwë would eventually recount to her the tragic tale of her parents, and why she had neither mother nor father on the day she was born. Lírëanna learned that her mother was close to the day of her labour when the Kinslaying at Alqualondë occured. With full belief in the rightousness of her and her husband’s decision to follow her father-in-law across the sea, her mother took part in the battle that was fought at the harbour. But before Linherí and Kanafinwë could board a ship, an arrow found her heart, and she collapsed into the crimson sand.

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[jhelenivarsimae]

That means that Galdor will have to go home, which has him thinking of Nevrast again. It’s a stressful conundrum to be in: Lord Turgon has always been very fair to him, and they have grown perhaps closer than is wise for lord and vassal throughout the years, but Finrod is such a literal ray of warm sunshine that Galdor cannot help but be drawn to him like a moth to a flame.

Author: @elentarial (Tumblr), BaccaratBlack (AO3)

Artist: @jhelenivarsimae (Tumblr), XirinOfArvada (AO3)

Fic Rating: E

Art Rating: G

Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Beor the Old/Finrod Felagund | Findarato (implied), Galdor of the Tree/Turgon of Gondolin (Tolkien), Finrod Felagund | Findarato/Galdor of the Tree, Amarië/Finrod Felagund | Findarato (implied), Finrod Felagund | Findarato/Turgon of Gondolin/Galdor of the Tree

Characters: Finrod Felagund | Findarato, Galdor of Gondolin (Tolkien), Turgon of Gondolin (Tolkien), Orodreth | Artaresto

Additional Tags: Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang 2024, Unrequited Love, Complicated Relationships, Liege/Vassal Dynamics, Dreams vs. Reality, Threesome - M/M/M, Nonbinary Character, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Galdor’s Mess of Feelings, Orodreth's Fortune Telling that No One Asked For, Drama in Nargothrond, Arafinwean Antics, Art Slide 143

Word Count: 5,486

@tolkienrsb

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[jhelenivarsimae]

And this year as well, I was honoured to have another collaboration with my dear friend @auntieaugury !!! This year, we deal with Fingon's children, Finbor and Erien, and how Maedhros came to take them under his wing after the Nirnaeth!

You can find the link to the fic HERE

[jhelenivarsimae]

Day 1 of Doodle December - Maglor Kanafinwë Post First Age Shenanigans

Requested by @auntieaugury !!! Thanks for the suggestion. I absolutely love this feral elf.

I'm back everyone! Please send more character requests to my inbox! I've got plenty of room in my to-doodle list!

[jhelenivarsimae]

I wish I had something more intellectual to say regarding this post, but I don't so... Yeah.

@werian-wintertid thanks for sending it to me. I'm once again obsessed with Turgon and Finrod, thank you.

Literally no one asked for this, but also I was inspired to finally write this all out because I’ve seen a couple of other posts about this cross my dash. So. I said that one day I would write a post about the parallels between Finrod and Turgon and their stories.

That day has come.

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[jhelenivarsimae]

Day 5-8 of Doodle December - The Making of Numenor

I am indeed aware of how late I am but it is what it is. School stuff unfortunately happened. But anyway. Here is a portrait taken during the making of Numenor with Elros, Tarathani (the future Queen-Consort of Numenor who is currently Elros' bodyguard), Elrond, and their younger cousin, Telpelen (Celebrimbor's son).

I shall be spending the next few days catching up!

[jhelenivarsimae]

Day 3 and 4 of Doodle December - Curunari Aramelda (OC) and Narvi

I will attempt to do two doodles at a time until I am caught up. Anyways, here's Curunari Aramelda and Narvi, two of the most important women in Celebrimbor's life aside from his mother.

This is for @thedaughterofshadows ! Thank you for the request!

Send more requests guys! They are still open!

[jhelenivarsimae]

Through Your Eyes

Celebrimbor thinks about the people he failed during his imprisonment by Sauron. For this year's trsb collab with the AMAZING @auntieaugury !!!! I am so happy to have worked with you and thank you for the brilliant fic which can be found here.

Anyway, I know I have been largely inactive on Tumblr, but I hope to be more active soon. Depending on how the schedule goes, there might be more art coming up soon, especially during events (which I all missed last year *sob*)

[jhelenivarsimae]

TRSB 23 - To Break Loose From The Past, You Must Go Back To Where It Began

Amathlithui, the widow of Ecthelion and Glorfindel, is a shadow of her old self. Galdor, once the valiant Lord of the Tree and praised Champion of the King, can neither wield a sword nor stand on his own without having to fight the excruciating pain left behind by old injuries that should have healed. Curunarí Aramelda, sister to Idril and ward to the late king wants exactly one thing. To spend the week with her long-lost cousin, Celebrimbor. But Idril has other plans for her, and she finds herself on the road back to Gondolin, seething at all and everything. Yet before they leave, they must first contend with the people in their lives, say their goodbyes, and ready themselves for the tough journey ahead. Will Amathlithui come to terms with the role she must play in her children's lives? Must Curunarí choose between her sister and her beloved cousin? Will Galdor learn to care for himself just as he cares for others?

Author: @jhelenivarsimae (Tumblr) XirinOfArvada (Ao3)

Artist: @fishing4stars(Tumblr) fishing4stars (Ao3)

Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Galdor of the Tree/Amathlithui Ashen-Shield (OFC), Galdor of the Tree & Curunarí Aramelda (OFC), Idril Celebrindal & Curunarí Aramelda (OFC), Curunarí Aramelda & Tyelperinquar | Celebrimbor, Idril Celebrindal & Galdor of the Tree, Curunarí Aramelda & Amathlithui Ashen-Shield

Characters: Galdor of the TreeAmathlithui Ashen-Shield (OFC), Curunarí Aramelda (OFC), Idril Celebrindal, Tyelperinquar | Celebrimbor

Additional Tags: Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, References To Postnatal Depression, References to Depression, Original Character(s), Minor Original Character(s), Sister-Sister Relationship, Found Family, Polyamorous Character

Word Count: 78,855

@tolkienrsb

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TRSB 2023 - His Limits

Celebrimbor's time, thoughts, and experiences while being tortured by Sauron.

Author: @auntieaugury (Tumblr) Lilithsea (Ao3)

Artist: @jhelenivarsimae (Tumblr) XirinOfArvada (Ao3)

Warning: Major Character Death

Relationships: Celebrimbor | Telperinquar/Curunari Aramelda (OFC)

Characters: Celebrimbor | Telperinquar, Sauron | Mairon, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s)

Additional Tags: Second Age (Tolkien), Eregion, Rings, Torture, Canonical Character Death, Regret, Pain

Word Count: 5,525

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Day 2 of Doodle December - Warden Tharachia Surana of the Circle of Ferelden

For Day 2, I decided to do something a little indulgent before I go back to the requests. This is my main Dragon Age: Origins character, Tharachia Surana of the Circle of Ferelden.

Born to a poor elven family in Lothering, she and her older brother were both sent to a Circle of Magi as a result of their arcane powers. She was sent to the Circle of Ferelden while her brother was shipped to the Free Marches and entered into the Circle of Starkhaven. Her parents, along with their eldest and last remaining non-magical child moved to the Free Marches where they eventually joined Clan Lavellan.

As a child, Tharachia was a mischievous prodigy who was indulged by her teachers, leading to a somewhat spoilt personality. She developed a rivalry with her fellow mage, Revaric Amell. Years later, not long after her Harrowing, she was recruited by Duncan into the ranks of the Grey Wardens, much to her dismay for she loved the Circle and did not wish to part from it.

Feel free to send requests! I still have a lot of free space in my list!!!