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The Colour Red is Hereditary by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
21 Mar 2026
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“Do I not care for you as though you were my own?” Lalwen asks. Wordlessly she urges Idril to keep moving, encouraging her to seek her pleasure. “Do I not do for you things that only a mother can? Your father tries, but you are a woman now, Itarillë. There are things he cannot teach you, things that only another woman can know.”
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It is only natural that the girl would yearn for a mother.
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To be Alive on this Fresh Morning by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
09 Feb 2026
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Idril's cheeks are flushed a beautiful blotchy pink, and sweat sticks strands of golden hair to her face and neck, and oh, what Glorfindel wouldn't give to have this each and every day. Would that she could commission a painting of this very moment to hang over the mantel in her bedchamber, so that it might be the last thing she sees before sleep and the first thing she knows upon waking: her Idril, legs spread and breasts heaving, open and wanting and lost entirely in her pleasure.
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The Ocean Is Coming, Coming Through the Wall by lukesguywalker for justonelastdance
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
30 Dec 2025
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“It’s alright,” Turukáno says again; terribly soft, barely even a whisper. And he slides his hand lower, between Findekáno’s legs.
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The Helcaraxë is a lonely, bitter place.
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A Mass of Ice, Melting by lukesguywalker for Toofeanorianforthisshit
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
29 Dec 2025
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Findekáno is guided through the camp in a daze.
He is distantly aware of the commotion surrounding them, the bodies that weave to and fro in their path and the clamour of overlapping shouts, but it all comes to him as if from underwater; like he is back once more in the golden days of his youth, having whiled away an afternoon in the lake behind Grandfather’s palace, hearing Father calling him inside to wash up before dinner. But these are not shouts of fond exasperation— they are cries of cold panic, or shock, or else utter disbelief, and several times he nearly falters, but Findaráto’s guiding hand between his shoulder blades will not let him.
He cannot crumble, not now. Not yet.
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Findekáno returns from Thangorodrim with hands soaked in blood.
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To Radiate With Inexhaustible Light by lukesguywalker for StormsBreadth
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
30 Dec 2025
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There was a time, not so long ago, when Maitimo would have shied away from such singular attention. When she would have shrank from any request to look upon herself with anything more than a passing glance, bared as she is in both body and soul. She has long been an expert at turning the tables, at ignoring the venomous thing twisting up her insides for long enough to force the attention back onto Findekáno, distracting him with her hands or mouth or cock until he has forgotten he said anything at all, or is at least willing to pretend.
Not so, now.
Now, Maitimo looks. Not only does she look— she revels.
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After transitioning, Maitimo finds herself wanting things she's never before felt comfortable receiving. Findekáno is endlessly delighted by her.
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A Perfectly Adequate Sex Partner by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
09 Dec 2025
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“I am in the mood to be taken, I think,” Turukáno says thoughtfully at last, “but it does not seem overly practical given the setting and time constraints.”
Tragically, in spite of his cock’s enthusiastic interest in the idea, Morifinwë has to agree.
“We will see one another again in two weeks’ time for Findekáno’s begetting day,” he offers. “It will be easier there to sneak away to your chambers without being missed. I could take you then.”
“Agreed,” Turukáno nods, and Morifinwë jots down a mental note of the commitment in the back of his mind. “I would have your fingers tonight, then, if you are amenable.”
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Autistic4Autistic Cousins With Benefits <3
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- Part 3 of Family Bonding Time
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Peel Your Heart Like a Pomegranate by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
06 Dec 2025
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“I could do it, you know.” Curufin sits astride Celegorm’s lap, a dagger held to his throat.
Fury smoulders as a fell fire within him, growing hotter still in the face of the amusement dancing in his brother’s eyes. He tightens his jaw and pushes the keen edge of the blade harder against Celegorm’s throat, drawing forth the smallest bead of scarlet.
“And what would you have left?” Celegorm asks in a whisper. A cruel smile twists his handsome features, warping them into something vile, monstrous. “A dead wife, a whore, and a child who cannot stand you.”
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Is Not Bite Also Touch? by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
30 Nov 2025
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“Are you not embarrassed?”
Tyelkormo bit the words out against the back of his brother's neck. He dragged his mouth across warm, damp skin, tasted salt under his tongue, closed his teeth sharply around the meat of Curvo's shoulder. It earned him a stunning little whine as his brother's arms trembled, threatening to give out.
“Does it not shame you?” He nosed at the fresh mark and hid a smirk in the next kiss he placed there. “To want so plainly that which you cannot have?”
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Tyelkormo does not cope well with his brother’s split affections.
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- Part 2 of Family Bonding Time
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Sayable and Unsayable by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
07 Nov 2025
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They will not be bothered, here. Locked away in this chamber, the six of them may exist without scrutiny— a bubble outside of time and space in which they are free from princely duties, from politics, from the laws and norms of their lands and the watchful eyes of the Valar. It is a fittingly intimate space: not so large as to be impersonal, yet not so small, either, that it becomes suffocating. There is room for them to sprawl, to move, to pair off or to not.
It has been decorated, also. Leave it to Findaráto to decorate for an orgy.
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- Part 1 of Family Bonding Time
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More Blessed to Give Than to Receive by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
04 Nov 2025
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It is just so good— so many new sensations to be explored, so many ways to take and be taken, sex still such a novelty. Melkor wants it never to end. He cannot understand, having now experienced it for himself, how the newly-awoken Children do not spend all of their waking hours doing this and this alone. Surely it does not feel so good for them as for him. Surely it can be nothing at all like it is when he joins with Mairon, for if it was then never would the Children waste their time with such frivolities as language and music and art when they could instead be doing this, day after day, without end.
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Melkor asks for much. Mairon does his best to deliver.
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Flood by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
06 Oct 2025
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Maitimo makes a soft, pained sound. His fingers tighten their grip on the lip of the tub. “I’m so…” he breathes, then trails off, chest rising and falling shallowly.
“So full,” Findekáno agrees, awed.
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- Part 3 of Pissmarillion
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Then Comes the Blood by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
30 Sep 2025
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His master caressed his cheek with the blade. It was so very gentle, the touch so soft that if Mairon closed his eyes he might convince himself that it was his master’s thumb stroking over his cheekbone, or the tip of his master’s nose brushing his face as he coaxed him into a kiss. There was a tenderness to it that was almost unbearable. Mairon shut his eyes and let out an exhale that shook more than he would have liked.
“Look at me,” his master said quietly.
Such softness from him was always more terrifying than if he shouted.
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Mairon bleeds for his master.
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Like Two Hands Wrapped Around a Throat by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
24 Sep 2025
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“Again?” Mairon teased in between kisses, letting Melkor ruck up his robes enough to get a firm grip on his bare thigh. “Already?”
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Melkor wants, constantly and without reprieve. Mairon loves to be wanted.
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Light-Eater, Light-Loving by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
11 Aug 2025
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Celebrimbor woke to the pale light of dawn spilling in through the open windows. The sheer curtains were billowing gently in the chill breeze, but in the air was a promise of warmth to come. Annatar was asleep beside him, and it was the easiest thing in the world for Celebrimbor to reach out and sling an arm over his waist, press himself up along his back, and nuzzle in with a sleepy sigh.
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Annatar and Celebrimbor enjoy a sleepy, golden morning, and each other.
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- Part 8 of The Blurriness of Being Alive; Take It or Leave It
- Part 8 of Silvergifting Week 2025
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To Cease to be A Ghost by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
11 Aug 2025
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In spite of everything— every law of the universe telling him that this cannot be done, every part of his being that recoils each time Annatar lays hands on him, every scrap of common sense he has ever possessed begging him to run and put as much distance between himself and Annatar as he can— Celebrimbor cannot bring himself to give this up.
For it isn’t every part of his being that recoils, is it? It never could be, for always there will remain his heart— his foolish, reckless heart— that presses ever in, in, seeking Annatar’s touch, seeking his warmth, seeking him. Always, always. To its own ruination.
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Celebrimbor has been re-embodied, and he and Annatar have reunited in Valinor. Annatar is desperate to redeem himself, and Celebrimbor, in spite of everything, wants desperately to be able to let him.
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- Part 9 of The Blurriness of Being Alive; Take It or Leave It
- Part 7 of Silvergifting Week 2025
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With Longing For Relief by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power (TV 2022)
10 Aug 2025
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“So why not?” Annatar coaxed.
Celebrimbor’s cheeks had gone deliciously pink, his fingers drumming absently on the table. He shrugged. “Perhaps it is just that nobody has caught my eye.”
“No?” Annatar raised his eyebrows. He took in the nervous tension radiating from Celebrimbor, the shifting eyes that could not seem to stay focused on him for any longer than a few seconds before flitting away. He slid to the edge of his seat, closing the distance Celebrimbor had just created. “I don’t believe you.”
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Annatar is curious about why Celebrimbor has not wed.
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- Part 6 of Silvergifting Week 2025
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The Black Wave Rushes Down by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
10 Aug 2025
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In the bedchamber, Annatar pressed the hilt of a dagger into Celebrimbor's hand. He held Celebrimbor's gaze, something pleading in his eyes.
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Annatar is upset about something he will not speak about. Celebrimbor just wants to help. Unfortunately, he may have bitten off more than he can chew.
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- Part 5 of The Blurriness of Being Alive; Take It or Leave It
- Part 5 of Silvergifting Week 2025
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This Hath Pleased, Doth Please, and Long Will Please by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
08 Aug 2025
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"Now," said Mairon, extricating himself from his master and going to kneel at Celebrimbor's side, "kiss and make up."
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The Angbang/Silvergifting threesome <3
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- Part 4 of Silvergifting Week 2025
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Guilty of Dust by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
06 Aug 2025
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The thing was, Annatar was well aware that Celebrimbor desired him. It was not vain to say so, though he would not have minded if it was. It was obvious; as much an immutable fact of the universe as the grass being green or Varda having made the stars.
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While 'instructing' Celebrimbor on a new technique, Annatar muses on the nature of their relationship.
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- Part 2 of The Blurriness of Being Alive; Take It or Leave It
- Part 3 of Silvergifting Week 2025
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The Sea is a Drop by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
05 Aug 2025
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“Your land is very beautiful,” said Annatar at length, speaking softly, as if he was reluctant to break the silence. “It is well to enjoy such sights with such wonderful company.” He was looking not out at the beauty of the landscape but at Celebrimbor, and he was smiling, and Celebrimbor’s heart was in his throat.
“I have something for you,” Celebrimbor said all in a rush, before he could talk himself out of it.
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Celebrimbor has a gift for Annatar. Things do not go quite as he had hoped.
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- Part 3 of The Blurriness of Being Alive; Take It or Leave It
- Part 2 of Silvergifting Week 2025