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Aemond remembers falling from his mount and plunging into Gods Eye Lake.
He remembers dying with the faint memory of Helaena's visions echoing throughout his head. He remembers walking into a dark tunnel and reaching for the light... When he awakens once more, he is back to the very morning after he lost his eye.
This time, he is no longer the son of a scheming queen but rather the heir to the Iron Throne.
(OR, where Aemond is reincarnated as Rhaenyra's son. [I got the inspiration while watching a Chinese drama on my reels])
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accustomed to destruction by theelvenqueen
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Hobbit - All Media Types
29 Oct 2025
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The beautiful days of the roses have ended. The night sky has begun to bloom.
It starts now, the thorny affairs of existence.
The tree of life that we were born from, the green fields of Valinor, the blue heavens, and the land of art and poetry. It has all been taken away.
'I heard the wind whisper once - for the love of these lands, they blew a hidden message. I ignored their plight and convinced myself that Sauron was not in our midst. Oh, Eru Illuvatar, forgive me for ruining your creation!'
Celebrimbor wiped the salt of his sweat from his brow as he continued forging. He should have listened to the young herald when he expressed his suspicions about Echthrós. He should not have blinded himself from Echthrós' rebellion when he expressed his desire to continue forging the rings. He should not have allowed a stranger this much power in his council - and now his people believe that he has gone mad. Mad from forging the rings!
(OR After coming across your presence, Sauron is beguiled with dark malice. He abducts the wife of a certain elf. The entire realm stops to watch the day that the world stood still for Thranduil Oropherion.)
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True to your brother’s remarks, Rhaenyra became beautiful. Gone were the days of her wrinkly skin sagging across her newborn features, gone were her brittle nails and the sparse hair on her scalp. Her beauty grows each year, overflowing and reaching the point where you cannot deny her uncanny resemblance to Lady Aemma. Every time this daughter of yours turns to meet your eyes, her aquiline nose stands out, her pale purple eyes, and her gentle features.
(You pass off Rhaenyra, an illegitimate daughter from Viserys' paramour, as your own while navigating the treacherous maze of the Red Keep. You enter a forbidden tryst with the Rogue Prince, which truly does prove that Lannisters are not as smart as they believe themselves to be.)
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The Flowers of Spring by erumelde
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
12 Mar 2026
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The story of Thranduil and his wife - how they met in the Second Age and fell in love. May include conflicts with neighboring realms, political drama, cultural misunderstandings, and Thranduil trying (and occasionally failing) to be charming.
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- Part 1 of Tales of Lasgalen
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20 Sep 2025
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The Cradlesinger by timelessutterances for zuo_zuo
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types
06 Sep 2025
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"Lullabies do not make kinslayers. This he knows. And yet, it never stops the worry from curdling in his chest, the only constant of all the cradles he has sung beside. For the tune endures after all, and nothing empty can truly endure: every vacant hroä holds a fragment of the fëa that once forsook it. Can a song be washed of meaning? Is tenderness immune to ideology? Groping about blindly in the dark of their dreams, Elrond had always worried that he was not watering the crops for his children to harvest, but salting the earth before the seeds could be planted."
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At a parade celebrating the the founding of Imladris, Elrond spots an unforgettable face in the crowd, a face he’s not seen for millennia. To his delight and apprehension, it is indeed Maglor Fëanorian, who brings with him two things. First, a suspiciously tame monkey he insists isn’t a metaphor. Second, the groundshaking admission that Elwing and Eärendil’s sons were not named Elrond and Elros.Or, a love letter to Maglor, Elwing, and Elrond.
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18 Sep 2025
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You work as a geneticist in Alchemax, unprophetic on the chaos that's ahead of you.
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26 Aug 2025
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Fawnteeth by orphan_account, Spiderella (CinnamonandSappho)
Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man: Spider-Verse (Sony Animated Movies)
05 Sep 2024
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You’ve always liked the idea of having a dominant partner - BDSM was something you’ve read about, watched videos about.
Something you made Pinterest boards and aesthetic tumblr posts about when you were 18 and curious, the idea always sounded nice, but you’ve never done it in practice, not really. Sure you bought fuzzy handcuffs at a gag gift store once, but that didn’t really count.
You’re still a virgin.
You’ve always had that chronically awkward, workaholic type of vibe that made typical dating near impossible at worst and frustrating at best. Normal dating apps have proven fruitless and agitating. So poor curious little you talked yourself into making a fetlife account. You weren’t looking for true love, but at least you could get laid.
DM Request from: 10:13 PM - WebRigger2099 - “Hello, Fawn.”
College was for new experiences after all.
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25 Aug 2025
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If Music Be The Food of Love, Play On. by thehouseofblack
Fandoms: The Odyssey - Homer, EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums), Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
19 May 2025
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“Oh, it hurts,” She moaned in pain.
Diomedes sighed heavily, just as he expected. “Put some cold salve on it. It will soothe the strain.”
She reached for the door’s handle and opened it slightly – only to then freeze. Her gasp was loud, sharp and immediate.
“What is it?” he demanded, striding to her side. The door swung open fully and Diomedes stopped short.
A cluster of at least a dozen servants stood in the corridor.
The silence fell like a thunderclap and Diomedes felt dread crash into him like a war chariot.
He and Telemache both blurted out together at once, “IT IS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!”
(or, Diomedes and Fem!Telemachus are forced to marry after being caught waking up together, chaos ensues as Odysseus' return looms in the background)
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23 May 2025