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rotten seed, rotten bloom by queerofthedagger for timelessutterances
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
12 Dec 2025
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“Can I not what?” he asks, at last. “What do you want me to say, Nolvo—oh no, brother, please do not wed, so that we may continue our ill-advised perversion behind closed doors? Do you want me to fuck you slow and gentle, tell you that it has always been you? That I will ruin your wedding and leave my wife, so we may run away to live life—“
Nolofinwë reverses their positions with such force that Fëanáro is slammed into the wood panelling, all air punched out of his lungs. This is more like it; this is how they began, what they know; what is, in the end, all they ever ought to be to each other—Nolofinwë’s features contorted in fury and hurt, Fëanáro baring his teeth like he is just waiting to cause more of the same.
They stay there for a moment, both breathing harshly, a precipice that is only waiting for them to fall.
Fëanor, Fingolfin, and their last night before Fingolfin is to be wed.
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- Part 42 of Silmarillion Stories
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but the dawn is brief by queerofthedagger
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
29 Nov 2025
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His brother has returned for the first time in four hundred years, and Fingon does not want to start a fight. He is glad; he is. It has been so long since there was anyone he called family to lean on. It has been so long since he heard Turgon’s booming laughter, his haughty commentary from beneath his breath that he would deny uttering to anyone but his siblings. Since Fingon thought of his younger brother and felt anything that was simple and fond, rather than complicated, threaded through with resentment, and guilt, and anger that tastes a little too much like regret.
“Findekáno,” Turgon says, and this is the lesson his father never finished teaching—how to swallow the words, and how to keep them off his face, too.
Fingon and Turgon, and their long-awaited reunion at the Nirnaeth Arnoediad.
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- Part 41 of Silmarillion Stories
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all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring by queerofthedagger
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
29 Nov 2025
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From one panting breath to the next, the forest goes silent and empty, its absence like a blow. The shadows lengthen, thicken, turning into a tangible, weighty thing that shivers across Celegorm’s skin. It is silent, and he is alone. The hair on his body stands with dread and shivering anticipation.
He turns still. Against the back of his neck, he can feel hot breath; can feel the presence, wrapping itself around him, both home and threat.
“Do you think you can outrun me?”
Celegorm refuses to return. Oromë gets inventive about it.
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- Part 40 of Silmarillion Stories
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all the songs and kings of old by queerofthedagger
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
29 Nov 2025
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In the war camps of Beleriand, Finarfin assembles the missing pieces of his family’s history; assembles the bits and pieces that make not-regret calcify into something jagged and uncomfortable, where it makes a home beneath his breastbone.
He meets men whose ancestors used to march beneath his son’s banner. Most of their house, too, is decimated now, a strange, hollow kinship that Finarfin wants to flinch from, and that they weather as they bend their knees to him, seeing someone other than Finarfin. He meets victims of his nephews’ terror; meets those who are left of Fingolfin’s people, of Fingon’s, of Turgon’s. Learns how they passed, each of them falling to blazing heroics and bristling despair, and wonders how any of them are ever meant to return from this. How these serrated, brittle remains of a devastated land are meant to be spit out into Aman’s idle serenity, and not break the world all over.
Finarfin, the War of Wrath, and the price it demands.
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- Part 39 of Silmarillion Stories
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the ice in the paragon by queerofthedagger
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
08 Nov 2025
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Those who survive do so by cutting parts of themselves off; their innocence, sacrificed to the altar of devouring hunger. Their faith, drowned alongside their children. Their fingers, toes, limbs, coin the Ice demands in exchange for passage.
Those who survive do so in despite; they do not know yet that this will be true for centuries to come.
The House of Nolofinwë, and their time on the Ice. A deed of great renown and endurance, told in an assortment of loosely connected drabbles.
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- Part 38 of Silmarillion Stories
Recent series
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Silmarillion Stories by EngeancedHyver, HeavenOnFire, MagicInAvalon, queerofthedagger, ShadowMaster379
Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
12 Dec 2025
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All of my Silmarillion stories in one place. The works are unrelated unless stated otherwise.
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- 210,850
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- 42
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- 19,300
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The Hobbit & LOTR Stories by MagicInAvalon, queerofthedagger
Fandom: The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, TOLKIEN J. R. R. - Works & Related Fandoms
06 Jul 2024
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Most of my Merlin stories in one place. The works are unrelated to each other unless stated otherwise.
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- 793,650
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- 93
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- 268
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All of my Stranger Things stories in one place. The works are unrelated to each other unless stated otherwise.
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- 118,700
- Works:
- 7
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Canvas Walls by Irnina
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
02 Nov 2025
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Fingolfin visits Maedhros while Fingon is away.
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27 Nov 2025
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Canvas Walls by Irnina
Fingolfin visits Maedhros while Fingon is away. -
Pussy Palace by EmberOfTheSea
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
25 Nov 2025
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Armed with guile, determination, and Anairë’s stolen wedding dress, Makalaurë sets out to give Ñolofinwë a night he’ll never forget. Unfortunately for him, Ñolofinwë has plans of his own.
Featuring Makalaurë’s itty bitty titties, a never-ending pile of paperwork, burgeoning nationalism, an unexpected appearance from Fëanáro, and, of course, the Finwëan arms race.
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- 7,264
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26 Nov 2025
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Pussy Palace by EmberOfTheSea
Armed with guile, determination, and Anairë’s stolen wedding dress, Makalaurë sets out to give Ñolofinwë a night he’ll never forget. Unfortunately for him, Ñolofinwë has plans of his own.Featuring Makalaurë’s itty bitty titties, a never-ending pile of paperwork, burgeoning nationalism, an unexpected appearance from Fëanáro, and, of course, the Finwëan arms race.
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Better to bed a philandering rake than a conscientious gentleman – at least with the former, you knew exactly where you stood.
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Five Times a Son of Fëanor Came in Somebody Else’s Pants (And the Time One Didn’t) by AnnaRobots
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
25 Oct 2025
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“Findekáno’s pants smelled of wild honey, stallion sweat, and something else—something that was uniquely Findekáno. Perhaps the gooseberry pie he’d sat on.”
An exercise in answering the question: how many different ways are there, actually, to come in somebody else’s pants?
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27 Nov 2025
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Five Times a Son of Fëanor Came in Somebody Else’s Pants (And the Time One Didn’t) by AnnaRobots
“Findekáno’s pants smelled of wild honey, stallion sweat, and something else—something that was uniquely Findekáno. Perhaps the gooseberry pie he’d sat on.”An exercise in answering the question: how many different ways are there, actually, to come in somebody else’s pants?
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Visitation Rights by julomaiboulomai
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
09 Nov 2025
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Fingon comes to visit Maedhros at Himring, in a world where Himring is a free use environment.
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27 Nov 2025
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Visitation Rights by julomaiboulomai
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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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27 Nov 2025
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Sayable and Unsayable by lukesguywalker
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.