Elurín

pfp by @arlenianchronicles // follows from @fallensmith // twin of @eluredlost

[elurinlost]

Elurín

ROLEPLAY ACCOUNT

Carrd: Promises of stone (Keeping him confined to his tab there)

Mun; Toby, They/Them, 30s, UK

Multimuse account : @promisesofstone

(There you can find Kili, Legolas, Radagast/Aiwendil, Finarfin, Finrod, Lindir, Nerdanel and my hobbit OC, Pansy Diggle.)

Celebrimbor account : @fallensmith

Maeglin account: @asharpglance

Regarding Elurín and OC's

My iteration of Elurín, in general, will not have children. This blog will not be interacting with OCs, who are children of Elurín. Sorry! Sibling OCs, discuss with me first, and I'm a bit finicky with that sort of thing. He has his twin and Elwing, that's plenty!

Twins to @eluredlost

I'm happy to rp with other OCs, but dm me to clarify connections.

Tags (when I remember to use them)

#Elurín // appearance - images etc

#rp memes - self explanatory

#little lost prince - headcanons etc.

Various verse # see carrd

art by @ arlenianchronicles

dividers by @ zaldritzosrose

See below cut for guidelines, shipping rules etc.

GUIDELINES

1. I'm a teacher and as such have precious little energy and spare time. As such, I can be slow to reply. If you do not have the patience for that, I advise you do not seek to write with me.

2. Don't be an asshole, I've long lost patience for people being rude or arrogant.

3. I will not engage with minors. If you are under 18, do not write with me.

SHIPPING

1. I am open to shipping Elurín when he's an adult, but there must be chemistry. I can't force a ship, and I won't try to be honest. I have yet to even consider ships with him, so know next to nothing about his preferences.

2. Ships must be established first, please don't use any nsfw prompts unless we've established a ship.

3. I will not tolerate rp bleed. Hoping this isn't as prevalent as it used to be, but I'm married irl and while I'm happy to ship characters, this does not mean you and I are involved.

4. Not massively shipping related but adjacent? No, my Elurín does not have children and never will. Not interested in going down that path for him.

[bouncingbeleg]

6B Elurín and Eluréd

let me dress your doll!

tehe I already drew Elurin from the discord ask and you also asked for 6b back then 🤣 to make it fun for me I gave Elurin a different fit tehe

[eluredlost]

@lumecalar @elurinlost

"All right. Sit down you two. We need to go over something."

Elured rolls out the chalkboard. "This is very important. This

is bad. A monster! Got it?"

[elurinlost]

@lumecalar @eluredlost

Elurín looks at the chalkboard and then to his brother, with a worried expression. He does not want to disagree with Elurín, but he cannot deny that Maedhros had made him quite the scrumptious breakfast that morning that conflicted with the monster label....

[lumecalar]

Elwing stared at the chalkboard discerningly, their round silver eyes peering at the face. It was hard to tell with just chalk who Eluréd was drawing, and they stood, walking to the board and hopping onto a stone to be able to reach. “If that’s Maedhros,” they said, smudging the chalk with their chubby finger, “you should draw the bugs he caught with me last week in his hand! We got patter-pillers. And rollies.”

[eluredlost]

Eluréd could see the doubt on his brother's face. This was the problem. That creep does a couple nice things and they forgive him?

And now his sister is smudging his hard work!! He stared up, tamping down his annoyance. They're just kids after all.

"His fists are closed," he pointed to where he'd drawn them, "he's crushing the bugs because he's evil. He'll play with you and he'll cook for you until you get in his way. Remember that."

[lumecalar]

Elwing’s nose wrinkled as they looked at their brother. Hm. Elwing had a hard time really wrapping their mind around why their brothers talked about Maedhros and Maglor the way they did, and they knew something intangible stood between them. They assumed it was a trouble for grown ups. “He didn’t crush the bugs,” they mustered at last, slumping against the chalkboard. “We should give him a test. How do you tell if someone is bad?”

[elurinlost]

Elurín looked between his siblings with an expression of growing dismay. He remembered well the horror of Doriath and the way he and Eluréd were taken into the woods by the monsters. He remembered Maedhros finding him and getting them warm and fed. He knew Maedhros was the brother of those who attacked their home and slaughtered their parents...

But he had saved them.

Looking to Elwing, he placed a gentle hand on their shoulder and smiled reassuringly. He should say something. He knew he should. It was hard.

"Okay..."

He had meant to say 'it's okay Elwing' but two of the words never quite made it out and, unfortunately, led to him seemingly agreeing to test Maedhros.

Alas.

@eluredlost @lumecalar

[eluredlost]

@lumecalar @elurinlost

"All right. Sit down you two. We need to go over something."

Elured rolls out the chalkboard. "This is very important. This

is bad. A monster! Got it?"

[elurinlost]

@lumecalar @eluredlost

Elurín looks at the chalkboard and then to his brother, with a worried expression. He does not want to disagree with Elurín, but he cannot deny that Maedhros had made him quite the scrumptious breakfast that morning that conflicted with the monster label....

[eluredlost]

@lumecalar @elurinlost

"All right. Sit down you two. We need to go over something."

Elured rolls out the chalkboard. "This is very important. This

is bad. A monster! Got it?"

[elurinlost]

@lumecalar @eluredlost

Elurín looks at the chalkboard and then to his brother, with a worried expression. He does not want to disagree with Elurín, but he cannot deny that Maedhros had made him quite the scrumptious breakfast that morning that conflicted with the monster label....

[gezelligheiid]

Maedhros gets a drawing from Elurín of Maedhros, Maglor and the twins in a field of very large flowers.. It is not terribly good, but he tried.

@elurinlost ;; birthday gifts!!

“Is… is this for me?”

Maedhros took the drawing with care, brushing his thumb against the heavy card stock. What drawing supplies he still had he’d given to them both, and it seemed Elurín had taken to it. Everything about the image was strange— there were few flowers in Himring, and to see them all within striking distance without some sort of fight beginning felt surreal. It was perfect, perfect in the way that only a child’s drawing could be. He looked so tall on the paper. As a smile began on his lips, his eyes grew soft, lowering the picture to see the boy behind it. They were nothing alike in face; he wouldn’t ask for anything different.

“It’s perfect. Thank you.”

Maedhros nodded his head towards the stairs,

“Do you want to find a place for it? My father always said that artists get that honor.”

[elurinlost]

"Mhm!"

Though Elurín struggled often to find voice enough for words, the grim silence had slowly melted away to be replaced with little hums or grumbles that he found got his point across rather well. With his twin, he spoke only in Osanwë, with the occasional few whispered words managing to break through. With Maedhros... the warriors mind was not yet open to such things, and Elurín feared to try. Hums and facial expressions sufficed, as did grabbing the much taller elfs hand when needed (or the hem of his clothing, if the hand was too high to reach. Which was often.)

Suddenly presented with such an honour, the elfling blinked and nodded. Making his way cautiously to the stairs (he had grown to dislike corners... for anything could be hidden behind them...) Elurín gazed up at the wall. Where would it be best seen by all... it HAD to be up high so the recipient could view it with ease... it would be no good if Maedhros had to stoop to see his own present- but low enough so others could see it too.

After a few hesitant hums and mumbles, the boy finally pointed to a spot somewhere in the middle ground.

"Mm!"

@gezelligheiid

[gezelligheiid]

To say he understood the boy was likely too generous, but he tried. He began to learn the subtle language of hums and expressions, every movement slow and careful; as he had wanted back when he was scared. Somehow that felt easy, and in a way it felt as if it mended something. As if an old wound finally began to scab over rather than simply weep. For once in a long while, his mind felt quiet. This place didn’t feel so haunted.

As Elurín began to walk he followed with careful steps. A friendly shadow, almost. Watching to see what the boy would do on his own before interfering. Skirting around his side, Maedhros approached the wall and tapped at one of the wooden beams interlaced between the stone.

“Here? It seems like a good spot. Do you want to come and get the nails with me?”

[elurinlost]

Elurín nodded, content with the choice of position and pleased that Maedhros approved. When asked if he would like to accompany the older elf to fetch the nails, the former Prince hesitated, contemplating the spot with a tilted head. Would they remember the exact place if they both took their eyes off of it? Would they forget?

But Maedhros only had the one proper hand... he might not be able to pick up the nails by himself.

Squinting hard at the spot, committing it to memory, Elurín nodded again with a mumble of affirmation.

"Yes."

An expectant gaze was then levied at Maedhros, awaiting instruction on where to go.

@gezelligheiid

[elurinlost]

Continued from here

A ghost.

Perhaps he was, for much of what had once composed the song of Elurín, Prince of Doriath, brother of Elwing and Eluréd, son of Dior and Nimloth had been lost to the annals of history. He had grown from a clumsy, wide-eyed child into a lithe, agile young man with sharp eyes and quiet feet. His hair had been chopped short about an angular face and once flawless skin was tarnished with scars and old bruises. The most startling difference, however, was the fact he carried a weapon. The little boy Elwing would remember had ever been afraid of sharp edges and violence. Now, he seemed too comfortable with his hand about the hilt of a sword.

Until he had recognised her, and dropped it to the ground, as though her very presence brought back something of his past self into the shell that had backed her into a corner.

Somewhere, those he had come to call family were hunting, searching for the silmaril. Elurín had been so sure that they were misinformed- that his family had never possessed something so rare... but oh, he had been young and forgetful, not realising the importance of the jewel tucked about Elwing's neck. Now he saw it, plain as day, and it terrified him.

No, no you can't be here- His mind screamed, as he stumbled back, abandoning his fallen weapon. You have to go- you have to fly again-

"Elwing..."

Elurín looked up sharply, scanning the spaces behind her for Maedhros and Maglor, for their followers. It seemed he was alone in discovering his sister for now, but how long they had, he did not know.

"You must run."

@lumecalar

[elurinlost]

Continued from here

It was so hard to comprehend their new life. Deep down, he knew he ought not feel as comfortable with Maedhros as he did. The elf was their captor, was he not? Had it not been his own kindred that slaughtered their family? How could he have allowed himself to develop a bond with the Noldorin warrior? How had it been so easy for him to separate Maedhros from his brothers and see in him a caretaker, while Eluréd stayed true to the hatred Elurín knew he ought to share? For he understood his brother's feelings entirely, knew that were it not for the brothers of Maedhros that his family would be alive... and yet...

and yet

"Mm," he agreed, shaking the thoughts from his mind, for they were heavy and complicated and he wished only for the quiet comfort of his brothers company, and the sweet taste of berries. That was simpler, that was easier to handle. In time, as he grew, he would come to wrestle with those conflicting feelings and understand himself a little better but in that moment he was a traumatised child weaving a blanket of desperate disassociation about himself that he might survive the horrors of the world.

To survive, a child needed an adult to provide for them and protect them. He and Eluréd had lost theirs, and Maedhros had stepped up to fill the space. Easier, then, to accept that, than ponder the ifs and buts of it all.

His face dried of tears, he took Eluréd by the hand and hopped down from the stool. Reaching out to his twin and their shared connection, he spoke without moving his lips: you lead the way, should we take a basket?

@eluredlost

[elurinlost]

Continued from here

"My pocket is magic!" He assured her with a gentle smile, producing the 'egg' from his pocket to prove it had remained in one piece. It did not feel right to lie to Elwing... but surely it was harmless, and he could not bear to think of how upset she would be if he told her the egg was simply a rock!

Returning the rock to his pocket, he took his little sister by the hand and set off with her in search of berries. "We will go slow," he promised dutifully. "For the egg."

@lumecalar

[elurinlost]

Maedhros carefully hands a box to Elurin, its held shut with a somewhat awkward looking bow. Inside was a small leather satchel, inside of that a bag of sponge candy. It’s not showy or ornate, but the cover does have a flower carved into the leather. Maedhros forces his hand into his pocket, looking away from the box. “… Just in case you find things you want to carry home.”

The boy stared in awe at the gift. Holding it in his small hands, he turned it over and drank in every minor detail. Upon discovering the candy, a delighted squeak left him. The sound was followed by quiet, raspy words: "thank you, ata!" The endearment was spoken before Elurín had a moment to realise what he had called Maedhros, and when he did- he looked nervously up at the towering elf. The silence stretched between them, with the boy hoping he had not angered his guardian.

[sophachipupa]

elured, elurin and elwing

[elurinlost]

“Happy Christmas!” Elwing has got a whole collection of beetle and bug shells and wings that she has collected for the last few months, in a wooden box clearly borrowed from their mother’s vanity. “I found all the jewels! Yours. Christmas!” @lumecalar

If Elurín is a little horrified by the box of discarded beetle bits, he does not show it. Instead, he smiles brightly at his little sister and plants a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Thank you! Such beautiful colours! They are all for me?" After enough time has been spent admiring the box, he carefully sets it aside and produces a bouquet of wildflowers for Elwing, along with a painting of some ducks in their pond.

@lumecalar

[elurinlost]

"I didn't have time to wrap it," his twin says handing over a delicate silver necklace dotted with small silver stars. "Do you like it?"

Elurín stares at the necklace with wide, shining eyes as he holds it in his hands. It is handled as though it is the most precious thing in the entire world, and he fixes Eluréd with a bright, eager smile as he holds it back out, gesturing to his own neck. He wants to wear it immediately!

@eluredlost

[elurinlost]

🎀 What does the mun have for a music taste? Do you like it?

He writes his answer on a piece of parchment.

'They listen to all sorts of different music. I like some of it- the "classical" music and I like music with guitar or violin... but I do not like the loud, angry music.'

[elurinlost]

☀ Does the mun listen to you while writing or not?

Elurín blinks, then nods. It is evident he does not fully understand the question, likely due to taking it very literally and not being one to speak out loud... one cannot very well listen to him.

[elurinlost]

Continued from here

@fainloth "That would be wonderful," Dior did have such skilled hands. Nimloth picked Elurín up and rested him against her hip. Her boys were growing fast now, and soon she would not be able to carry them at all, "I am so lucky to have a family that spoils me so."

"It is because we love you so much emig," Elurín informed her dutifully, pressing a clumsy kiss to her cheek as he wrapped his arms about her neck. "You spoil us too! I love my bear..." He referred to the silver stuffed bear his mother had gifted him on his last birthday, a most treasured companion that accompanied him almost everywhere.

[fainloth]

"That is because you deserve it," Nimloth kissed him on the cheek. She could never tire of kissing her boys, so dear to her as they were to her. She spun Elurín around with a smile, "I love you, sweetness,"

[elurinlost]

Elurín squealed happily as he was spun about, giggling and beaming at his mother. "I love you too emig!"

[fallensmith]

Short hiatus

Probably not going to be long enough to bother making a post but I will be taking a day or two away from tumblr rp and such. Without going into too much detail I've come off the hormonal pill after 17 odd years of taking it and it has wrecked my mental health. Hoping once my hormone levels calm down I'll be back to normal but right now the "everyone hates you" feelings are strong and I'd rather not put that negative energy on my friends or people I want to be friends with.

So, brb :) Hopefully just a couple days to sort my head out.

Might pussy out and come back sooner who knows.

Impacts @promisesofstone , @asharpglance and @elurinlost