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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
30 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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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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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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Love's Perfect Ache by lukesguywalker
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
18 Jun 2025
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From the moment Fingon arrived at Himring, it was clear that he was up to something.
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Fingon surprises Maedhros with an opportunity to indulge in a kink they don't often get to enjoy.
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- Part 2 of Pissmarillion