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    Maeglin is ready to leave the Halls, but will only be released if another agrees to take him in. To the shock of many, Idril Celebrindal agrees to sponsor and house her dark cousin. Still, even with a home to return to, life after death is never easy. Elves have long memories.
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    In which: Glorfindel is kind of an asshole sometimes, Maeglin deals with a lot of internalized self-hatred, Turgon's a bad uncle but tries his best, Fingon's a good uncle even at his worst, and Idril is the only one who knows what's going on.

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    08 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 18

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    The Lord of the Rings teaches that even in great darkness, there is good worth fighting for. But what happens when you fight for that good — and fail?

    In the year 1310, Findis Aratarinië and Ingwion Laimarindil are granted a daughter — a child meant to bind the lines of Ingwë and Finwë, though the latter are decidedly absent, in heart and in presence.

    Over the centuries, she will earn many names: the Queen of the Dawn, She of Sweetened Words, the Lady of Ash.

    But in the beginning — before blood, before loss — she is simply Elvorië Alyariniel: a princess never meant to inherit, nor to leave.

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    In a far away land, Arvrenil Leihbethril, the Queen of the Dawn, took up her sword and brought it down upon her own chest, ending her life in just the span of a second. And her death was unnoticed, for those who had once loved her had long since let her go, and when her body fell, untethered, no one was left to catch it.

    But what decides a person’s worth?

    A tragic death, or the entire life before it?

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    05 Feb 2026

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    "Thus strangely are our souls constructed, and by slight ligaments are we bound to prosperity and ruin." - Mary Shelly, Frankenstein.

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    It's been nine years since you've been home. Nine years of forfeited dreams and slowly fermenting insanity. Then you get a letter in the mail. Complete radio silence, and now they're asking you—begging, really—to kill someone. Sukuna's vessel, to be precise. Seems like an impossible ultimatum, especially for a semi-second-grade sorcerer, and that's because it is. Sukuna isn't back—not entirely. Instead, he's manifested into the body of a teenage boy.

    That complicates things.

    It's the first time in your life you genuinely consider that maybe you're a bad person. Because going home means being near him, and that was the whole point of throwing it all away.

    There's no such thing as old wounds with Gojo Satoru.

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    26 Jan 2026

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    Choso’s life has been defined by falls. Not necessarily the act itself, but the aftermath.

    It started when his mother pushed his father down the stairs only for her wounds to last longer than his pain. Over a decade has passed since then. Now, a woman stands within his reach, burning hard and fast, almost reminiscent of the stars she loves to talk about.

    He can’t help but wonder if this is worth the fall. After all, if there’s one thing he’s learned from all the nature documentaries he’s watched with Kechizu it’s that the prettiest creatures are often the most dangerous and Tsukumo Yuki is not the exception.

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    24 Jan 2026

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    "Chiron only trains heroes." He repeats the same words from that day. "It’s not something you choose.”

    "And you are one?"

    The question stung. Mydeimos’ jaw tightened. "It was foretold."

    “Right. Foretold,” Phainon scoffed, as if it were a minor detail. “Well, no one’s foretold anything about me, so I guess I have to make my own way.”

    One trained by fate, the other chasing it. The gods, of course, remain entertained.
    Chiron watches them both, and wonders how many ways a heart could break.

    Or; Mydeimos and Phainon grow up together in the forest, undergoing a decade of training to become heroes.

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    20 Oct 2025