Tyelperinquar

RP Account for Lord Celebrimbor

[memoriesoferegion]

ooc: moved to @fallensmith

[mephisto-art]

I'm asking nicely: give me what I want. I'll ask politely: give me what I want.

[arobinsonart]

“You were destined for me. Perhaps as a punishment.” —Fyodor Dostoevsky

kind of love how this quote could work from either perspective

[dailyflicks]

THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE RINGS OF POWER (2022 - ) 2.05 Halls of Stone

[endiness]

celebrimbor x saint sebastian

The Martyrdom of Saint Sebastian by Francisco de Zurbarán // Martyrdom of St Sebastian by Andrea Vaccaro // St Sébastien soigné par Ste Irène by Alessandro Rosi // Martyrdom of St Sebastian by Pietro della Vecchia // Saint Sebastian and the Angel by Anthony van Dyck // Saint Sebastian by Marco Palmezzano

[notarakhae]

Nah actually nothing bad ever happened in Arda

I love unreasonably long braids 😗

(Open it if the quality looks bad)

[memoriesoferegion]

Favourite ship for Celebrimbor?

OOC: // I am a fan of #Silvergifting of course, but a ship that's taken my husband and I by surprise is #Kingsmith with Gil Galad taking a shine to the last Fëanorian.

[queenmeriadoc]

[haladriellove]

Favorite facial expressions 4/¥

[lotrcolors]

EREINION GIL-GALAD The Rings of Power (2024)

[falchionthesage]

My piece for the TRoP artsy secret santa, I really enjoyed making this silvergifting piece!

[oathkeptmusings]

darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

[saubrimbor]

Where is the Nine, Celebrimbor?

[queenmeriadoc]

When someone else ships Kingsmith 🥹

Them 💚💚💚

[memoriesoferegion]

Favourite ship for Celebrimbor?

OOC: // I am a fan of #Silvergifting of course, but a ship that's taken my husband and I by surprise is #Kingsmith with Gil Galad taking a shine to the last Fëanorian.

[memoriesoferegion]

OOC: // In most of my RP verses where Celebrimbor somehow survives his torment and torture at Sauron's hand, his mind never fully recovers and, occasionally, he'll fret over being away from Eregion and express his hope that Annatar won't mind terribly watching the forge.

Gil Galad has expressly forbidden anyone from questioning him and advised that they play along as best they can or change the subject to something pleasant until the moment passes. His heart breaks every time.

My husband hates me. (We RP Kingsmith (Gil Galad x Celebrimbor) together.)

[celebrimborium]

Do you know what it is to be tortured at the hands of a god?

[smaugthcgolden]

OPEN RP | Muse: Annatar

The sun shone brighter than ever, casting sharp light across the long hallway. From one of its many doors, a shadow slipped quietly into view. His hair gleamed, as golden as the sun's rays, as the elven 'Lord of Gifts' moved gracefully through the corridor. His destination was always the same: Celebrimbor's grand study, high in the tallest tower of Eregion, where their greatest works lay unfinished.

He had only recently revealed himself, carefully crafting a disguise to win the favor of the city’s Lord. Every word, every gesture was embellished with pleasantries, all designed to nurture their fragile 'friendship.' Yet much work remained, and time was slipping away. He hungered for the greatest of creations, a work that only one as skilled as Celebrimbor could complete. The Nine Rings, forged through ancient spells and bound by sweat and blood, their power unmatched. This was their shared purpose. Soon, all of Middle-earth would witness their glory, and he would ensure its completion.

For now, he made his way to the tower, eyes burning with determination. Nothing could stand in the way of his task. Yet, though he would never admit it aloud, a brief flicker of intrigue... and something close to fondness... threatened to pierce his cold heart. He almost felt excitement at the prospect of seeing the greatest of the Elven lords, the fair-faced Celebrimbor, deep in the midst of his craft.

[memoriesoferegion]

However had he wound up here? The last of the Fëanorians, son of Curufin, son of Fëanor... brought so low. Fitting, perhaps, given his families predilection for hubris. Had his own grandfather not damned himself to an eternity wandering the halls of Mandos due to his own egotistical ways? Had not his father and uncle Celegorm invited ruin through the pursuit of Lúthien? He had tried, oh, how he had tried to evade a similar end and yet here he was...

Annatar had tried to comfort him, had told him that no matter how sullied the seven from his deception, the situation could be solved. That the swift forging of the nine would redeem them, redeem him of his lies. Gil Galad would understand, in time, they all would. Celebrimbor would earn their forgiveness and their understanding once the nine were forged and with them, a new era of peace. They had to be perfect. He could not afford to ruin these as he had the seven... with lies and doubt in his heart.

Annatar had wisely advised the other smiths to keep clear of the Lords study, and while at first he'd missed the company of his fellow smiths and his students... Tyelperinquar had to concede to the wisdom of the maia. He could focus far more easily in this relative solitude... with the occasional visiting forge mouse, or the warmth of Annatar's company.

The door opened and that warmth flooded the room, the man's radiance somehow overpowering even the heat of the forge itself. Celebrimbor wiped his brow and looked up, his smile betraying his relief at being paid a visit. It had been hours, he thought, since last he spoke to another being.

"Annatar! Look, look here- I've been toying with the idea of using local stones to decorate each of the nine... to compliment their region. What do you think? I thought it rather a nice touch?"

@smaugthcgolden