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I did try to warn you...
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in my defense, your honor, I was left unsupervised and with access to Google Forms
I did try to warn you...
The Official Post-Coital Satisfaction Assessment, for the Private Analysis and Edification of Lord Maedhros Fëanorion
by @annarobots @vaciena @beatles4ever65 @amorbidcorvid glitterlessgold @zealouswerewolfcollector @isilme-among-the-stars @gaydhros @justdrowthings @onereyofstarlight and @a-tehta
Rating: E
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Warn
Summary:
Lord Maedhros thanks you for your encounter, and hopes it was pleasurable for you both! Please take the time to answer the following questions, so he can more effectively service you in the future.
Among the possessions of Lord Maedhros Fëanorion confiscated by the Maia Eonwë at the end of the War of Wrath was a box containing a number of disorganized files. Shocked, perhaps, by their content, Eonwë decided not to take them to Valinor, and we have decided to publish them now for the benefit of First-Age Scholars everywhere. - Elrond Peredhel, Loremaster of Rivendell
Read on AO3
When several folks in the @leaf-and-lore discord server began joking that Maedhros would make his lovers fill out a post-sex questionnaire, I (who has never known when to quit) took it upon myself to write the whole survey in Google Forms. People submitted such clever, creative, and hilarious responses that we decided to share them for @silmarillionepistolary Silmarillion Epistolary Week Day 4: Friendship, Alliance, Bookkeeping, because, well, Maedhros has several "friends," he's definitely trying to make some alliances, and what is an archive of sex survey responses if not a form of bookkeeping? @onereyofstarlight coded a Google Forms workskin, @justdrowthings started calligraphing in Tengwar, and I should probably never be trusted around Google Forms again.
Image Credits:
Photo of the Survey in Tengwar: @justdrowthings
Parchment background: Photo by Divya M on Unsplash
Stamps: Font generator
Modifications by me
WIP Wednesday!
Thanks again for the tag, @glitterlessgold! Tagging whoever wants to take this on.
Yet again, here's a little tidbit of Metropolis II: The Second One. I am starting to think I need a beta...
where the fuck are the horse and the rider. like where even is the horn that was blowing
(Excellent tags by @opportunity-strikes)
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Thanks @annarobots and @fiammagalathon for the tag!
From the next chapter of The Sun and the Clear Pebbles of the Rain:
Ecthelion sits in his cold spring room for a long time, listening to the rush of the waterfall until all his limbs grow numb, but still he hurts. He falls asleep there, and one of the servants finds him and half drags, half carries him, blue and trembling, to his bed. The next morning, when he wakes, he realizes he had forgotten to practice the flute, and there is no flower left on his windowsill. This realization is enough to make him vomit up the half-cup of tea that was all he could manage for breakfast. This is objectively bad, and he should probably do something about it or the city will never get interior running water, so he goes to the only place he can: the bank. “I need to see Lord Egalmoth,” he announces to the teller at the window.
Tagging @whenstarsignite @a-tehta @eastofakkala @drowninginmytbr and anyone else who would like to participate!
Continuing this format. I saw two beautiful ORV pieces by @crimson-chains "Hey, I like *pain*, let's draw this with Yin Yu!" This is my favorite quote from tgcf.
A little flourish for Galadriel, based on Nenya
See if you can spot this doodle in I hope this letter finds you… !
Letters from Beleriand
An Incident occurs and the Finwëan brood of Middle Earth are called to defend themselves.
The start of a charming tale of complete silliness told through letters.
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Brought to you by the collective brains of Leaf and Lore with a huge shout out to @isilme-among-the-stars @glitterlessgold @a-tehta @beatles4ever65 @infiniteriver @mnimeresponding @stormsbreadth @motherfuckingnazgul @vaciena @gaydhros @dreamychaos
“There you are,” says Glorfindel with a smile, although he still looks a little frazzled. He is also wearing some of Turgon’s robes and they fit him better than Ecthelion’s do. They are a deep purple that sets off the gold in his hair and the green in his eyes beautifully. Someone has given him a crown of purple asters with bright yellow centers. Ecthelion feels his stomach flip, his mouth go dry. He takes a gulp of Aredhel’s wine in hopes that it will help. It does not. Glorfindel’s eyes flick over him. “Your hair is down.” “Yes,” says Ecthelion, drinking more of the wine. “I—is that—” “No, I—it looks nice.” Perhaps Glorfindel has been drinking—his face is a bit flushed. “Here, I—Lómion and I thought you might need some flowers as well.” He pulls out a wreath made out of bleeding heart flowers. The blossoms are pink. They are going to clash horribly with Ecthelion’s red robes. They are so beautiful. Glorfindel steps forward and holds out the wreath, then notices that Ecthelion has a goblet in each hand. “Uh,” he says, and lifts the wreath. “May I?” Ecthelion almost flinches away, but then he realizes that he can’t feel Eru watching. No one has invoked Eru, this is no great gesture of commitment, or a symbol of promises to each other the way it was earlier in the day at the Gate of Wood. Ecthelion now has a data point. He knows what it is like when he is about to get married, which means that now he knows what it is like when he is not about to get married. And he’s not about to get married right now. Which means that Glorfindel can touch him. Ecthelion steps forward and ducks his head slightly. “Yes.”
this is from my & @glitterlessgold's fic the sun & the clear pebbles of the rain!! i really wanted to give this moment from the most recent chapter a piece of art, because it's just so vividly in my head. glorfindel looking at ecthelion like he's the most beautiful thing glorfindel's ever seen, and ecthelion looking at him softly because it's a party and they rescued aredhel and everyone is safe and things are .... good ??? anyway !!
to live is one quest you cannot abandon my knight
THE LORD OF THE RINGS The Fellowship of the Ring
A little flourish for Galadriel, based on Nenya
rip, Caranthir, you would have hated political correctness.
spring 2026 in review, silm Tolkien fandom edition
Every three months, I like to create a little round-up of my fandom experiences from the past season: fics I've written, great fics I've read, events I've participated in, and other milestones and notes. It's been a nice way to keep track of the highlights and raise awareness for some great fanworks that people are creating around the world.
Favorite fic I wrote this season: This might be the recency bias talking, but I'm extremely proud of The Sting of Salt and Pity, the fic I wrote as a fill for the May 2026 prompts in Leaf & Lore and LTC, and MerMay. Original female Elf character (a Bad Mom of Arda), Mature, 1.1k, horror themes, creator chose not to use archive warnings, see fic on ao3 for detailed tags and warnings.
Favorite fic I read this season: The Swan-Road by @glitterlessgold, Amrod-centric, General, 8.5k. A post-Losgar fic, not crispy Amrod, not toasted Amrod, but a new kind of Amrod we're calling BLANCHED AMROD!! I loved this fic so much. The imaginativeness, the grief, the inevitability & the Adventure of it all! Amrod talks to his boat much as Tom Hanks talks to Wilson the volleyball in Cast Away, and it's fantastic. (Btw, the author's Glorthelion WIP is also excellent!)
Complete roundup of fic and miscellany under the cut.
Oh my GOD what an honor!!! Thank you so, so much.
also hey @whenstarsignite Pebbles got recced!! :-)
Happy 24-6-01!
not every mutual fits neatly into an archetypal medievalism but there are some mutuals that im like yeah addressing you as “my liege” would come strangely naturally
what mutual is prev
my liege lord
my loyal knight
my wise wizard
my evil advisor
my brother in arms
my lady muse
my wild mermaid friend
my fellow alchemist
my dashing rapscallion
my monstrous foe