5 Bookmarks by Emerla
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The Dark Wind and Onward Towards Morning by Castile181
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
05 Jun 2016
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Elwing was not the first Sindarin woman to abandon her children.
A story about Celeborn's mother, inspired by the Legendarium Ladies textual ghosts, women who exist but never appear in Tolkien's works. It was for April...but I'm really late...
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A Wind Amid the Dust by sallysavestheday
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
19 Dec 2022
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Fingon helps his father arm himself for his final challenge to Morgoth.
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19 Dec 2022
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friends and drugs by little_bugger
Fandoms: Goncharov (1973) dir. Martin Scorsese - beelzeebub
22 Nov 2022
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Four words under Andrey's collarbone set his entire life on a peculiar, America-headed course no matter how much he denies the idea and hates the thought of a boring soulmate.
Walking in on a guy snorting coke in the bathroom is probably the least boring way things can unfold.
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24 Nov 2022
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Nothing Gold Can Stay by Penknife
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien
27 Feb 2014
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The rise and fall of Eregion in the Second Age (or, in which Celeborn has a tragic love affair with a city.)
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no forest, no trees by palmviolet
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
10 Sep 2022
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'The teeth are not the thing, really. The teeth were somewhere between what she was and what she became, a stop on the way when she was carrying over an essence of herself to a body that was new, a body that was not meant to be predatory. (Or perhaps it was. He does not know.)
Sorry, she said into his mouth. Blood was dripping from his chin. His own. I know only one way of doing this.
A way that bled. A way that spilled out red into the river. As feathers moltened and bruised into skin under his fingertips, there was a moment, between god and god made flesh, that held fur.'
— Thingol, seduced by Melian. with beautiful art by toastedbuckwheat, slide #136 for TRSB!