Hey

[sankta-wraith]

baby!Celegorm: Nelyo why am I blonde when Ata and Amme aren’t? Maitimo: Well Turka— Maglor: You’re adopted Maitimo: Oh for Eru’s sake Celgorm: Nelyo is that true? Maitimo: Of course not. Maglor: Don’t listen to him. He won’t tell you the truth. Arafinwë is your real father. Celegorm: You’re lying! Maglor: Just think about it Turka. Artanis and Findaráto are both blonde, right? Celegorm:… Celegorm: ATAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Maitimo: I’m going to throw you into the sea, Kano.

[maureen2musings]

throughdarkforests

[ariagreenleaf]

Some new vanyar scholars: So why is it always the smiths that turn evil ?

Aulë: *trying to shift the blame* So there’s this gay guy called Melkor who has a type—

[thetiredprometheus]

Glorfindel: what if we throw the ring into the ocean?

Lindir (Maglor in disguise): wow

Elrond: no actually we'll throw it into a volcano

Lindir (Maglor in disguise): WOW

[imflevrett]

wow

[aotearoa20]

Celegorm: Oh hey bitch

Curufin: I'm here with my son, Celegorm

Celegorm: Ohhh. Hey bitches

Curufin: Celegorm! He's a kid

Celegorm:

Celegorm: ...hey little bitches

[maycix]

Fëanor and his seven sons

[lyragoth]

My beloved Tyelperinquar,

I send you these, knowing well that you do not speak of him, nor wish to. But they are yours by right, and I do not think he would have wanted them lost to time, nor with anyone else. Keep them, or cast them away as you will... only know that they are yours (...) _ The chest sat before him, silver gleaming under the dim candlelight. Among the weapons, the mithril armor and so many other things that were sent, it was this luxurious box that held Celebrimbor frozen in place. He did not need to open it to know what lay inside.

Curufin’s jewels. His father had always worn a multitude of them—boldly, beautifully. From the eternal halls of Aman to the golden halls of Nargothrond, he had drawn every gaze, the light reflecting in the cascade of his black curls, his ornaments glinting like captured stars. A vision to behold, an image of sharp elegance, his presence filling a room before he even spoke—the kind of beauty, it was said, that could capture even a king’s heart.

(...) His hand trembled as he lifted the lid. The jewels lay in careful order, untouched since Curufin had last worn them. Diamond-shaped flowers, golden bees and so many more. His breath caught as he reached for one—a jade anklet, carved with intricate swirls of vines. His fingers brushed against the cool metal, and he could almost see it encircling his father’s ankle, catching the light as he walked with his usual grace.

His father, whom he had left.

His father, kingslayer, liar, betrayer. One of the last things Celebrimbor heard of him was his despair at Nargothrond’s fall—until he learned his son had survived. Then, sorrow turned to satisfaction, and he took pleasure in its ruin, showing no regret for what he had done.

Finrod’s face surfaced in his mind—golden and kind, his voice weighted with quiet wisdom. He had taught a young Celebrimbor much about honor and compassion. But the strength to choose his own path… this was his father’s heritage alone. And Celebrimbor had chosen. He had stood by Finrod’s side, and Lúthien had been the final breaking point—the last stone laid in the wall between them. He knew it was time to let Lord Curufinwë go for good.  Curufin had never fought him, never begged him to stay. He was too proud. They both were.

The wounds were there, deep and unspoken. And now, there would never be a chance to heal them.

His vision blurred. He blinked, only realizing when something cold struck the back of his hand—a single tear, vanishing into the gleaming surface of the jewels.

He let out a slow, unsteady breath, tracing the delicate carvings with his fingertip.

He had never thought to see these things again. (...)

His grip tightened on the silver chest as he shut his eyes. He wished, more than anything, that he could see him one last time. Just one last time. _

But remember, his true legacy lies not in these things but in you, your strength, skills, and the fire of your spirit. —Your father’s brother, always. Uncle Nelyo.

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

Maglor, coming home after living through the 5th age amongst humans: Oh! ada! I have a gift for you!

Maglor: *sets up a gaming consol and downloads minecraft* it’s this game where you can creat an entire world for yourself made out of cubes.

Feanor: i will test it out later.

*3 days later*

Nerdanel: feanor! Are you ok, you haven’t left the room in 3 days! You’ve even been ignoring the forge!

Feanor, looking like a mess: not now, love! I’m almost finished recreating fermanos!

[insidethehalloftheflame-eyedking]

Dagor Dagorth is solved by giving Morgoth a Minecraft account.

[imflevrett]

🤌✨🗿

[iamdefinitelyaperson]

Finwe: *picks up his phone* Hello?

Kidnapper: We have your child.

Finwe: But Feanaro is sitting next to me and I can see Nolofinwe across the room.

Kidnapper: I meant your other child.

Finwe: Oh my Valar, you have Arafinwe!

Kidnapper: No, another one.

Finwe: ...

Finwe: ...Nelyafinwe?

Kidnapper: You know what, nevermind, we just gonna keep her.

Finwe: What?

Kidnapper: *Hungs up*

[imflevrett]

🤌🤌🤌

[aotearoa20]

Finrarfin: How did he get away

Eonwë: I... let him go

Finarfin:

Eonwë: I let him go! Cause shit got weird, okay!?!

Eonwë: I had him cornered, we were fighting, it was a normal altercation and my hand ended up around his throat

Eonwë: he looks me dead into my pupils - into my soul and says...

Sauron: Harder

Eonwë: And I was like ExCuSE mE?!?

Finarfin:

Eonwê: and then he was just gone

[overlord-of-fantasy]

First impressions matter!

Finwe: It's almost time, Feanaro! Soon your new baby sibling will be here!

Finwe: ...

Finwe: Feanaro, why are you dressed in all of your most exquisit jewlery, while Indis is giving birth?

Feanor: I'm about to meet the new prince or princess of the Noldor and they have to know right from the start who the crown prince is. First impressions matter, Adar!

[green-ajah]

《天盛长歌》 The Rise of Phoenixes Chen Kun as Ning Yi

[cuthalions]

He planted an informer in my residence. How typical of him.

[theyilinglaozus]

"Since those demons can give me power, why don't I live a different life?"

Luo Yunxi as Tantai Jin →Till The End of the Moon, episode 05

[kitty--white]

Maglor: How much wine do you drink every day?

Maedhros: Not enough.

[twelve-feathers]

Cang Jiumin x Li Susu ┊︎ Till The End of The Moon

[zhanglinghez]

Till The End Of The Moon 长月烬明, episode 23, 2023.