#nasty finwe au

[lordgrimwing]

Tagged by @thescrapwitch

THE RULES: Make a poll with the titles of all your current WIPs. For whichever one wins, write 300 words and share a snippet if you want.

Limiting to the wips i have a reasonable chance of actually getting 300 words written on if they win (as always i have too many wips in my basket that will never see the light of ao3).

tagging: @tathrin, @tethysresort, @runawaymun, @curufiin, @nighttimepatrons. -- no pressure of course, and if you'd rather do art wips that would be so cool

[lordgrimwing]

Go stupid go crazy, is what I always say

okay so because of this post my brain was of course like "heh. what if melkor cut maedhros' dick into the shape of a human's" 💀💀💀

which is now sending me down that path of What if elf penises don't look like human penises. and uh...

[sparklecryptid]

*cackles*

Is it an isekai if attempts to change things don't quite work out right tho? And attempts at drastic changes backfire in weird ways?

So like, I'm picturing the slipper chasing thing STILL somehow leading to Feanor getting exiled. But in a 'somehow this caused major property damage' and 'now you're not allowed in Tirion for a few hundred years bc twenty guild leaders signed a petition and also the leader of the bakers guild CRIED Feanor, the terrifying elleth was CRYING in RAGE and I think it's safer for you to get out of town before she hunts you down' kind of exile. Maybe Fingolfin has to go with him in this AU bc the property damage was half his fault.

Moose!Feanor in this verse obviously has a better relationship with his siblings, so maybe they visit, and would Finwe go with Feanor in this verse? IDK

Other non-refusible quests are/were;

Have at least Seven Children (d'you think the System would let Mooseanor change Maitimo's father name to be less insulting to the rest of his family?)

Create Three Silmarils (This ones gonna take some doing. Mooseanor needs to NOT make them out of large chunks of his soul and treelight. Is there a penalty for making this a group project?)

Swear an Oath (okay okay, Mooseanor can do this one. They've surely been working on the wording since they realized where they were and WHO they were. Still a very anxiety inducing count down in the corner window thoooo!)

Follow Melkor to Beleriand (Maybe you're Mooseanor studied boat building for a bit? As a non-smithing hobby! That no one really understands bc I kinda don't picture you liking woodwork much? *G*

Nerdanel, watching Feanor mutter nasty imprecations about the tree this wood came from as he sands down a rough patch: You know love, most people choose a hobby that they find relaxing?

Moose!Feanor, hunching a little: I have no idea what you mean. This is very relaxing!

Nerdanel, fond and completely disbelieving: mmmhmmm *hands over the cold water she brought*)

NOT immolate on the battlefield (self assigned)

Mooseanor: in my defence, nolofinwë interrupted me

Nolofinwë: you went three days without food and water and locked yourself in your smithy.

Mooseanor: okay but I had a reason for it!

System: mission complete the silmarils is 45% complete! Arafinwë is waiting to help you finish it!

Finwë: you need to take better care of yourself. Which is why we are going on a family vacation

Mooseanor: are you sure it’s not because the head of the bakers guild wants to turn me into a roast?

-

Mooseanor: *remembers what it was like Having All Those Bits and Bobs needed for childbirth* do I. Really need to get my wife pregnant six times?

System: quest: father seven sons is non-negotiable

Mooseanor: I am going to have to buy my wife so many pretty things.

-

Mooseanor: thank fucking god I was a poet before all this

*swears oath that does not doom people to the void or is magically binding.*

-

Nerdanel follows him too. Because SOMEONE needs to be the brains of this operation.

Nerdanel: husband dear. Why are you smoking.

Mooseanor: I’m Fine

Nerdanel: of course, and I can pluck the stars from the sky. Please don’t combust

Mooseanor; okay. But you’ll stay by me?

Nerdanel; of course.

[lordgrimwing]

Nasty Finwë #01

Providing a link because I would not be surprised if it violates the rules of tumblr to actually post the fic here.

[the collection is automatically anonymous but i did, in fact, write this. Yeah, I'll claim the kind of trash I write]

Rating: Explicet

Warning: Rape/Non-con

Word count: ~2,800

Characters: Nerdanel, Finwë, Fëanor

Summary:

She has always been unsettled around Finwë. In the beginning, she thought the discomfort came because he was a king. Her manners were not refined enough for his presence, she told herself many times. That was why she often did not know how to answer his questions or felt wrong-footed when he spoke to her. But the years passed and her manners grew with her and, still, she found no comfort in his company.

Or

Consider: a) telepathy exists through osanwe and "weaker" minds may be bent to the will of stronger minds. b) elves must mentally consent to become pregnant.

[lordgrimwing]

Shape and Form

“Ah, Nerdanel, there you are.”

Nerdanel looks up from the block of greywacke, chisel and mallet falling silent. 

Indis steps through the beaded strings in the doorway to Nerdanel’s stoneroom. 

Today, she’s wrapped herself in a soft pink and green gossamer skirt with matching open front bodice over an airy shift—a fashionable choice for a warm summer day. The queen was always at the peak of fashion; a creator of it, Nerdanel might go so far as to suspect, given the way preferences in Tirion tend to follow where Indis leads. She’s been mixing Noldor sensibilities with more Vanya attire as of late and time will tell if it catches on.

“When your housekeeper told me you had gone out, I thought he might have meant you left Tirion on some errand,” Indis says. She trails a finger through the stone dust that settled on Nerdanel's drafting desk in the time since she's last cleaned. 

“I only came here to work,” Nerdanel says, folding her arms to rest against her leather apron and watching as the King's wife inspects her space with keen eyes.

“Yes,” Indis finally says. “It is nice to have something to do outside of the palace, on occasion.”

Without looking at Nerdanel, she strolls over to a bench pushed up against the wall which holds a row of half-began, child-sized busts.

“Who are these?” She asks, curiously running the tip of a forefinger over the vague impression of a round face.

“My children,” Nerdanel answers, hands itching to push the Queen's away, tongue twisting with the effort of not telling her to keep away from her children her art.

“They will be beautiful,” the Queen judges. Her gaze moves across the rest of the room, taking in the tools, clay mock ups and stone blocks.

Nerdanel stays where she is, one hand resting on the speckled graywacke, the other holding the mallet and chisel. She doesn't know what to make of Finwë's wife. Indis has never been overtly disagreeable, but neither has she been particularly warm. She'll carry small talk and ask after Maitimo, Makalaurë, and baby Tyelkormo, but they see little of each other outside of formalities. 

Perhaps that is expected. Fëanáro and Indis are distant, their relationship strained by old hurts, and she has her own children and grandchildren. There is nothing unnatural in her lack of interest in Nerdanel or her children, only…

How can she not know?

Indis has a keen mind and an eye for detail. The king did not marry her for her beauty alone. How can she not know what her husband does?

“Thank you,” Nerdanel finally says with little warmth. “May I help you with something?”

Indis removes her hands from the bust. “The Celebration of Western Light is approaching,” she says. “Fëanáro’s household should participate in the planning and hosting of festivities. Can I expect to see you at the committee’s next meeting?”

All perfectly polite and proper to ask but underneath it there is something else, Nerdanel is certain. Indis hadn’t needed to come all this way to deliver the invitation personally: a note or letter would have sufficed. At the very most, this could have waited until Nerdanel was back in her family’s wing of the palace. There was no reason for Indis to come all this way—unless she wanted to meet out here? To speak somewhere where there was no risk of being overheard by sharp ears attached to tattling tongues?

But why? Not a single phrase out of her mouth would have raised eyebrows at the court.

“Of course,” Nerdanel says with a small bow, more of a head bob. “I will be there.”

Why did Indis want to meet her out here?

“Good,” Indis says, turning to leave. She pauses on the way out, reaching out a hand to trail one fine finger over a nearly finished statue of Varda in miniature near the door. “I might commission something of this sort when you are not so busy.”

She leaves before Nerdanel can respond to that.

The sculptor stands in the middle of her work room, tools held loosely in her hands for some time after that.

What does it mean?

[first-son-of-finwe]

@inkwoodprince​‘s reply: I think Yua’s intervention would have helped massively tbh, maybe he wouldn’t have ended up so awful XD but anyway, I feel like sharing it now so here’s what I had

Trigger warnings for bad mental health, suicide, murder, criminals getting away with crimes and in general all kinds of nastiness.

It was a modern AU where Feanor ended up being a hotshot lawyer who got crime bosses (or pretty much anyone rich) out of trouble.

His mother had lots of mental health issues and ended up committing suicide when he was very young, and Finwe was just sort of absent...so Feanor ended up being very delinquent as a youth. He hated his stepfamily and actually tried to get Fingolfin killed in an ‘accident’ and Indis ended up involving the police, but he was able to lie and manipulate his way out of any consequences. He no longer has contact with any of his family.

He ended up developing very psychopathic traits, which are actually very helpful in his job. He’s quite happy to tear into the experiences and credibility of witnesses on the stand, most of whom have gone through a lot of trauma, to benefit his clients. He’s basically the kind to reduce victims to tears on the stand through vigorous questioning, prey on poor memory or “inconsistencies” and make it look like they’d made everything up. He also handles a lot of stuff related to financial crimes and is the go-to person for “doctoring” evidence and making everything look clean.

He’s very smooth and charming on the surface, but also a compulsive liar and manipulator, and is not above using every underhanded tactic in the book to get his way. He has trouble forming any kind of genuine attachment to anyone and is very emotionally ‘flat’, so feels no particular way about keeping rich scumbags out of prison. It pays well.

He’s had a string of failed (and very brief) relationships, and he has seven kids from six different women. He provides for the children financially but has no relationship with any of them. He’s only ever seen one of his sons in person.

Found some of my earlier ideas for modern Feanor AUs and my god....I really made him awful 🤣 he’s basically a full on psychopath

[lordgrimwing]

Writing Patterns Game

I was tagged by @thescrapwitch and @thecoolblackwaves for this this game (it was a hot minute ago but now I have time to do it). The game appears to involve posting the first sentence of my last 10 published stories and doing a little analysis of how I tend to start fics. So, here goes for the last 10 things I posted to AO3 since that's easier to keep track of than tumblr:

It's Raining Outside (TWDD au) - It's raining outside.

Begetting (Nasty Finwë au) - Nerdanel stands in the empty entryway to the grant suite of rooms—more like an entire wing of the palace—given over for the personal use of her husband’s family and household servants.

She Would Have Kept Him There All Night (TWDD au) - “And how does this one look?” Hithundil asked, holding up a piece of lingerie with metal beads that could hardly be called a bra.

As Brothers (Old Gods au) - Maedhros grabbed Maglor’s hand and pulled him up onto the weather-worn boulder.

The Placement Test (TWDD au) - “We’re going to school here?” Elrond asked, wide-eyed as he and Elros walked beside Maglor down the arched, stone hallway.

On Wanting (Old Gods au) - Rays of sunlight reached down through the leafy canopy, filtering out the summer heat to a pleasant warmth under the trees.

For A Simple Explanation (TWDD au) - Arwen came home from school furious.

Papa! (old gods au) - It was early.

Glorfindel The Child Balrog Slayer - The songs often spoke of the youthfulness of Glorfindel of Gondolin, Lord of the House of the Golden Flower.

In The Living Room (TWDD au) - “Hello, Arwen,” Elrond greeted the black-haired teen sitting on the living room couch surrounded by a veritable blizzard of note paper.

Analysis:

I think there's a good mix of starting with setting the scene vs diving write into what characters are doing. The stories that do have more scene description also tend to be outside my normal style of writing (1 and 2) or dealing with a character/content I'm a uncomfortable writing (6). When I'm not starting with description, I tend to include main characters' names in the first sentence. This is likely a result of trying to get people interested in the story (and this is fanfiction so we're all here for the characters) as quickly as possible.

Tagging: (sorry if you've already done this and I've just forgotten)

@runawaymun, @zannolin, @curufiin, and @hellofeanor

[lordgrimwing]

more bad news:

too many people responded to my last post so now you all get this

‘Perhaps,’ She would tell herself in the warm embrace of Laurelin’s golden light. She would not speak these words to her husband, ever devoted to his father as he was. ‘Perhaps I did not like how he took to naming me as his daughter since the marriage.’ Such a silly thing to dislike.

[lordgrimwing]

Story Index for easy reference

Index for all of the stories I post on tumblr. I don't post in chronological order, but I'm trying to keep the index in order in case anyone wants to read them that way (can't promise it's exactly right, especially with some of the side character stuff).

Because Tumblr keeps eating my posts, this is the best place to find each story.

The Wives Don't Die

Babysitting #01 (Maglor, Maedhros, Elrond, Elros, Elwing)

School #01 (Elrond, Elros, Maglor)

Friends and Family #12 (Glorfindel, Ecthelion)

Friends and Family #03 (Maglor, Maedhros, Elrond, Elros)

Friends and Family #04 (Elros, Maedhros, Maglor, Elrond, Caranthir, Feanor, Celegorm)

Feanor's Racist #01 (Elros, Celebrimbor, Elrond, Maglor, Maedhors, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin, Amrod, Amras, Fëanor)

Smut #06 (Glorfindel, Erestor, Elrond, Ereinion)

Silly Flirtations of The Heart #01 (Fingon, Henry)

Twinks Boutta Pounce (Fingon, Henry) - digital art

Food #01 (Celebrían, Celeborn)

Accidents #01 (Celebrían, Celeborn, Elrond, Glorfindel)

Smut #1 (Celebrían, Elrond) - podfic

Aredhel and Eӧl #1 (Aredhel, Eӧl)

Side Character Fluff #03 (Annatar, Celebrimbor)

Side Character Fluff #01 (Celebrimbor, Annatar)

Smut #04 (Thranduil, Hithundil, Legolas)

At The Park #1 (Thranduil, Legolas)

Domestic Bliss #01 (Glorfindel, Erestor)

Food #03 (Elrond, Celebrían, Gilly the cat, Arwen, Elladan, Elrohir)

Troll-Ainu (art) (Annatar)

Side Character Fluff #04 (Annatar, Celebrimbor)

Friends and Family #1 (Celebrían, Arwen, Elladan, Elrohir, Erestor, Glorfindel, Elrond)

Friends and Family #05 (Elrond, Arwen, Maeglin)

Friends and Family #08 (Arwen, Celebrían, Maeglin, Elladan, Elrohir)

First Meetings #08 / At The Park #02 (Celebrían, Thranduil, Elladan, Elrohir, Legolas)

Food #02 (Thranduil, Legolas)

Friends and Family #10 (Thranduil, Legolas)

Friends and Family #02 (Thranduil, Legolas, Hithundil)

Accidents #03 (Thranduil, Legolas, Hithundil)

Cousins of a Kind/First Meetings #03 (Celebrían, Celebrimbor)

Smut #03 (Erestor, Glorfindel)

Brewing Darkness #02 (Glorfindel)

Brewing Darkness #04 (Glorfindel, Thranduil)

Old Gods Illness #02 (Fëanor, Finwë, Fingolfin)

Illness #03 (Fëanor, Finwe, Indis, Lalwen, Finarfin, Fingolfin)

First Meetings #03 / Names (Nerdanel, Fëanor, Finwë)

Silly Flirtations of the Heart #03 (Fëanor, Nerdanel)

Omen: BITE #01 (Fëanor, Celegorm, Maedhros)

Identity #02 (Maedhros, Maglor)

In Town #03 (Maglor, Maedhros, Curufin)

Friends and Family #09 (Maglor, Maedhors, Fingon, Turgon, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin, Aredhel, Anairë’s children)

First Meetings #06 (Maglor, Maedhros, foal)

Identity #01 (Maglor, Maedhros)

In Town #04 (Maglor, Maedhros)

Friends and Family #13 (Nerdanel, Fëanor, Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin)

Teasing #01 (Celegorm, Curufin, Caranthir)

Silly Flirtations of the Heart #02 (Maedhros, Fingon)

Smut #05 (Maedhros, Maglor)

Teasing #02 (Celegorm, Curufin, Caranthir, Celebrimbor, Nerdanel, Amrod, Amras)

Friends and Family #07 (Nerdanel, Fëanor , Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin, Amras, Amrod, Celebrimbor)

In Town #1 (Caranthir, Celegorm, Curufin, Celebrimbor, Maryann)

Sweet things #01 (Celebrimbor, Amras)

First Meetings #04 (Oropher, Erestor)

Foundlings #01 (Fëanor, Maglor, Nerdanel, Elros, Elrond, Maedhros, Caranthir)

Sheltered #01 (Maglor, Maedhros, Elrond, Elros)

Teasing #03 (Celebrimbor, Elros, Elrond)

Friends and Family #06 (Elros, Celebrimbor, Elrond, Maglor, Maedhors, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin, Amrod, Amras, Fëanor, Nerdanel)

Friends and Family #11 (Caranthir, Amrod, Amras)

A Not Uncommon Night (Celegorm, Curufin) - zine

Me. My Brother. And our cousin (Elros, Elrond, Celebrimbor) - fake social media post

On Any Given Night/Smut #02 (Celebrimbor, Elrond, Elros, Celegorm, Curufin)

Brewing Darkness #01 (Maryann, Old Joe, Caranthir, sons of Fëanor, Eӧl)

In Town #02 (Eöl, Curufin, Maedhros)

First Meetings #05 (Eöl, Aredhel)

The Hunt #01 (Aredhel, Celegorm, Eöl, Nerdanel)

The Hunt #02 (Celegorm, Eöl)

Brewing Darkness #05 (Curufin, Celegorm)

Arguing #1 (Curufin, Fëanor, Celebrimbor, Celegorm, Maglor)

Brewing Darkness #03 (Erestor, Oropher)

Illness #01 (Curufin, Celegorm, Caranthir)

In The Woods #1 (Fëanor) - story and art

Silmarillion Alpha/Beta/Omega

Letter (Míriel, Finwë, Indis)

Nesting (Gil-galad, Elrond)

Fruit (Gil-galad, Elrond)

Dessert (Gil-galad, Celebrían)

Clothes part 1, part 2 (Gil-galad, Celebrían, Elrond)

Awake (Glorfindel, Elrond)

Repercussions (Gil-galad, Elrond, Finrod)

Nasty Finwë

Begetting (Nerdanel, Finwë, Fëanor)

Sisters (Nerdanel, Anairë, Finwë)

Shape and Form (Nerdanel, Indis)

Adventures of Eärwen and Arafinwë

Eärwen tends to her pregnant husband (Eärwen, Arafinwë)

Arafinwë has dinner, and Eärwen teases him (Eärwen, Arafinwë)

Glorfindel the Child Balrog Slayer

Glorfindel the Child Lord (Glorfindel, Turgon)

Glorfindel the Child Balrog Slayer (Elrond, Glorfindel)

More Mouths

The Monster #01 (Glorfindel)

Tiny Elrond

How Elrond Saw Celebrian (Elrond, Celebrian, Galadriel)

Things that are (currently) one shots

Feanor and Finwe in Formenos (Fëanor, Finwë)

How Elwing Lost A Silmaril (Elwing, Maedhros, Amrod, Amras)

On the Complicated Nature of Making Peredhil (Tuor, Idril, Turgon, Maeglin)

Meeting In Tirion (Glorfindel, Ecthelion)

Glorfindel's Long Day (Glorfindel, Elrond)

The Big 5-0-0 (or Glorfindel has a gift for his husband) (Glorfindel, Erestor)

Love is a Woman (Erestor, Glorfindel)

Findekano's Tattoo (Fingon, Maedhros-kinda)

To The Hilt (Fingolfin, Anairë)

Under the Open Sky (Finrod, Maedhros, Maglor)

[lordgrimwing]

Y'all really chose the WIP I've spent the least amount of time on, so I guess I know what I'm doing with the rest of my evening.

Badly Summarized WIP Game!

I was tagged by @thescrapwitch for this silly little game.

Tagging @zannolin and @niennawept (plus anyone else who wants to!) because I'm nosy and want to know about your WIPs!

[lordgrimwing]

Stealthros AU

[from this ask!]

The Basics: Malkor establishes his on kingdom in Middle-earth, enthralling/enslaving most of the elves before being defeated by the Valar and tossed into Mandos to contemplate his bad behavior (no elves ever went to Valinor). When he gets out on good behavior, he steals three glowing eggs from a group of dragons, killing dragon!Finwe and wounding dragon!Nerdanel in the process (similar process to Melkor leaving in the book). He then flees across the sea back to Middle-earth to reclaim his kingship. The rest of the dragon family chases after him, desperate to get their unhatched children/siblings back. The dragons work with the free peoples to over-throw Melkor, Feanor is killed at some point never seeing his lost eggs again. — @nighttimepatrons has some fricken awesome art of these dragons. Go check it out! —

Now, the dragons never tell their tentative allies that the ‘silmarils’ are eggs, so as far as anyone knows, the silmarils are just special gems that the dragons want back. Once Melkor is defeated, the elves/men/dwarves don’t give the remaining dragons the silmarils as agreed upon when the alliance was first made, keeping them for themselves (the light of the silmarils helps crops grow and keeps evil creatures away and are just all around very tempting things to keep hold of in a war-ruined land).

Inevitably, this leads to the dragons turning on the newly freed peoples (ie, welcome to the kinslayings on a massive scale). The dragons die one by one, the eggs always just out of reach. Celegorm has a classic western dragon arc with Luthien and Beren before they slay him. Finally, it’s down to Maedhors (the Enormous) and Maglor, and Celebrimbor who never took part in the slaughter for the silmarils because he loves elves, and he’s actually living in Eregion with the elves.

Because Kidnap Fam is kind of a requirement for us, M+M end up with young Elros and Elrond after another failed attempt to get a silmaril. M+M raise E+E and they become half-feral, fearless foster sons committed to helping their dragon dads get what’s theirs!

Okay, that was a lot but there you have the basis for the AU. Now on to some fun details.

The AU got it’s name because Elros is a silly guy who is very proud of how sneaky he can be, how stealthy. He calls himself Stealthros (get it? Stealthy Elros. Steathros. We’re so funny)

Now, because Elros and Elrond are So stealthy and sneaky and want to help their dads, who by this time are starting to give up, they decide to sneak into the treasury of the Noldor King and get the silmaril hidden within. Things go great until they get caught. Elros manages to escape (Stealthros for the win!) but Elrond gets tossed into a prison cell while the king figures out what to do.

Let’s talk about Gil-galad, the King of the Noldor.

Gil-galad, like many of the Noldor, was a thrall of Morgoth, freed after the dragons defeated the Vala. He bares a passing resemblance to Fingon, one of the free Noldor kings who died during the wars and dear friend of Maedhros. With some coaching from Cirdan (who never was a thrall), Gil-galad manages to convince the newly freed and leaderless Noldor that he is the son/grandson of Fingon. Whatever your thoughts on this deception, he’s doing a great shop of rebuilding the world and ensuring people don’t starve. Maedhros refuses to meet with him for any kind of treaties to end the attacks because he knows this upstart usurper is no relation of Fingon the Valiant. Gil-galad has the scars of a setting/rising star cut into his forehead. He doesn’t talk about it.

He's a good king, and he’s terrified when he ends up with a silmaril. He feels the Doom hanging over him and a bit of disappointment: from the stories, he expected something far grander from a silmaril, something glowing with otherworldly light, bright and holy; instead, all he has is a slightly shiny rock that collects dust and invites two nasty dragons to descend on the city. Whatever goodness and power that was housed in the thing is long gone. He hates it.

Now he has this this wild half-elf, foster son of the same monsters, too. He’s so Doomed.

He tries to talk with Elrond. In an ideal world, he’d get an agreement where he frees the boy and gives him the rock, but based on history, even that could bring death flying on dragon wings.

The talk doesn’t go well. Elrond appears to have forgotten his native language, and he only hisses and snaps at Gil-galad, even biting his hand when he gets too close!

There’s only one thing for it: he sends a message to Eregion, asking for someone who’s learned dragon-speech from Celebrimbor to home translate for him.

Celebrimbor is kind of a busybody, though, so he flies over to Lindon himself to see what’s going on and meet the elf-child his uncles raised.

Elrond bullies Celebrimbor. He’s so mean to the dragon 100x his size, it’s unbelievable. He says all kinds of things about Celebrimbor abandoning his family. He punches him in the nose!—Celebrimbor has no idea how to handle this from someone so small. He maybe cries a little. Gil-galad tries not to get second-hand embarrassment.

And that’s kind of it. I Elrond gets back to his dragon dads (Stealthros probably breaks him out), Gil-galad and Celebrimbor probably don’t die (but couldn’t you just imagine a scene like that one from HotD, with Elros on Maedhros chasing them down? shivers).

I’m sure Nightie has more awesome ideas to share (especially focused on the dragons)!

Ask me about fics that live rent-free in my head!

[lordgrimwing]

wip folder game!

tagged by @zannolin

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

So I don't have a wip folder (because I never finish anything). But here's the documents I have in my Middle-earth folder that I still occasionally worked on:

αβΩ au

Tiny Elrond

thoughts

The Wives Don't Die AU

Old Gods AU

Nasty Finwe au

More Mouths AU

LOTR stories

Glorfindel stories shared with Tia

Foresight

Eleven's a big number, so have some low-stakes tags: @potatoobsessed999, @annab99awritersdream, @camille-lachenille, @curufiin, @eclectickefi, @runawaymun, @thescrapwitch, @hellofeanor, @welcomingdisaster, @tathrin, and @growingingreenwood.

[lordgrimwing]

WIPs

tagged by the stupendous @zannolin

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPS.

I don't have specific WIP folder, so here's the files names of things I've worked on that will theoretically still be worked on:

Olds Gods AU

The Wives Don't Die AU

αβΩ au

More Mouths AU

Nasty Finwe au

Ainur Love

Glorfindel stories shared with Tia

Foresight

Tiny Elrond

#15--Beyonders

Very low pressure tags: @thescrapwitch, @runawaymun, @aroace-moron, @curufin, @tathrin, @tethysresort, @bizzybee429, @growingingreenwood, @sesamenom, and @maglorsthighgap.

[lordgrimwing]

anyway, more Nasty Finwe is in the works if nothing else

when you have time to write but so little motivation and ideas

[lordgrimwing]

Last Sentence/Tag Game

@thescrapwitch tagged me for this little game.

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Thanks to the last game (pick a wip) I've been working on another fic for my Nasty Finwe au. So, you can all be blessed with a peek at it:

She does not look up as Nerdanel settles on the cushioned chair nearby, drafting papers in hand to plan a new statue.

There's a lot of games going around and I've tagged a lot of people as of late, so I won't tag 22 folks for this, but if @curufiin and @totallynotadisplacer want to share I would be thrilled to take a peek. If there's anyone who wants to do it and hasn't been tagged, here's your invitation! (also, if you aren't a writer but have some other wip that could be shared, would love to see it!)

[lordgrimwing]

Unfortunately 'nasty finwe au' could become one of my official organizing tags.