Silmarienthequeen

She/her. I'm really into the Silmarillion and Lord of the Rings. I write fanfiction and sometimes I do art :) profile pic is by @aroacebaggins

[balrogballs]

FARAMIR & ÉOWYN

"And so they stood on the walls of the City of Gondor, and a great wind rose and blew, and their hair, raven and golden, streamed out mingling in the air."

latest finished commission, where i had the opportunity to go with my own vision of the characters, and here's what i landed on... they may look like squares but i know they freak4freak in their hearts etc.

commission me / prints

[rubysapphrald]

i feel so defensive and protective of people with ARFID like if i had a disorder that made my brain register 90% of food as poison for no reason and i had a bazillion people on the internet constantly calling me a manchild who needs to just grow up and stop being a picky eater i would start killing people

[rubysapphrald]

people with ARFID and people with very few autism safe foods and people with contamination OCD and people in ED recovery and everyone else with a complicated relationship with food that no one takes seriously GET BEHIND ME!!!!!!!

[aregebidan]

Picked up the Silm again and felt compelled to draw this

[ID: A drawing of Maedhros based on that one behind the scenes photo of Hayden Christensen sitting down with the world's most haunted expression. Maedhros has the same look on his face, as well as red hair, dark robes, a gold prosthesis, and flames burning behind him. End ID.]

[thescrapwitch]

would you mind one day giving us a wip tour ? i am terribly curious about it after that one ask .

i love your works immensely .

Hi Anon! First, thank you so much! I'm so glad you like my fics 😊

Secondly, oh god, the WIPs. Okay, I will organize them into sections here. Please be warned that the list is long and never ending, because as soon as I get one done three more rise up to take its place. Like fighting a hydra (also titles could change in the future if I think of something that I feel will fit better).

One-shots

(* means this fic could become a multi-chapter)

Broken Piece - Feanaro catches little Carnister trying to run away from home to the Halls.

Me Without You - a series of 100 drabbles as Maedhros waits (and waits and waits) for Maglor to sail home.

Home from the Sea* - Maglor has been reborn as a baby with a new family. Maedhros does not take this well.

Controlled Burn - In the Halls, Thingol asks Feanor to help him end the world.

Triptych - a look at Maedhros-Fingon-Maglor friendship and how they take care of each other.

Much Ado About You - Much Ado About Nothing AU feat. Maedhros and Fingon as Beatrice and Benedict, and Maglor and Daeron as Hero and Claudio.

Second Sons - Feanaro makes some comments about the uselessness of second sons intending to insult Nolofinwe, forgetting that there are other little ears present.

Wraith of Himring - Something haunts Tol Himling. Something monstrous, gigantic and bloodthirsty, guarding a beautiful treasure.

We Three Kings - After his father's death and in need of a distraction, Eldarion uses the palantir. He ends up contacting three long ago elven kings instead.

Red Lily, White Rose - Miriel, newly returned from the Halls, and Indis, grieving her children and grandchildren who still linger within it, have a conversation.

The Last Good Deed of Maglor Feanorian - When a certain star appears in the sky, Maglor takes the twins to Gil-Galad.

The Case of the Stolen Silmaril - Maglor and Daeron, in the modern era, are trying to have a relaxing time in Cornwall. This is cut short when a dead Maia is found on the beach.

Sweetness and Sorrow - Elwing decides that she and Maglor are going to learn to get along and become friends, and no, he doesn't have a choice in the matter. Involves lots of baking/chocolate.

The Weight of a Name* - In order to keep the Doors of Night from breaking earlier than they should, the Valar have the three greatest smiths - the three Curufinwes - work together to repair it.

A Heart Full of Ashes - Maedhros takes care of Maglor after the Dagor Bragollach.

War Games - In Fourth Age Valinor, Maedhros and Thingol decide to settle old differences through war-strategy gaming.

We All Burn Down - A look at the Ambarussa, from Valinor to Sirion, and a history of fire.

Wedding Crashers - Elrond and Celebrian are getting married. Maglor, wanting to attend, sneaks in. Unknown to him, Daeron also sneaks in. Shenanigans ensue.

One-shots specifically connected to ongoing series

(because these are ongoing series, there will be more fics added to it as I write; I've only listed here the ones with titles/plot summaries that I'm actively working on)

Crabs in Space! - (from my Crablor series) Written in the style of a captain's log, Maglor sneaks aboard the Vingilot to try and steal the Silmaril, knocking the ship off its normal route. The little crab and Earendil must work together to fix it.

A Home for Crablor - (from my Crablor series) Based off of the picture book "A Home for Hermit Crab" by Eric Carle, Elrond takes care of Maglor while the whole family works on rebuilding a home for him.

Wild and Precious - (from my The Stars Thy Witness series) Aredhel comes to Doriath where she meets two very important people, Luthien and Eol, and must pick which one to follow.

The Valiant and Broken Hearted - (from my The Stars Thy Witness series) Findekano, grieving and in pain, throws himself again and again at the enemy. It was only a matter of time before his recklessness got someone hurt.

Love, Always - (from my The Stars Thy Witness series) Back in Valinor, Anarie writes letters to her family who have gone to war across the sea.

[found footage] - (from my Maglor is an Eldritch Horror series) Set in the AU of my AU, a group of college kids decide to film themselves performing the 'King in Yellow' play in the ruins of Imladris.

The Midnight Society - (from my Maglor is an Eldritch Horror series) Bored, Elrohir and Elladan decide to start a ghost hunting club in Valinor. One would think there are no hidden monsters in the blessed lands, but that quickly turns out to be wrong.

Multi-chapter fics (currently ongoing)

Oh Sing, Defiant Stars - During the third kinslaying, Maglor gets amnesia and 'saves' E+E from the 'evil Feanorians'. Currently working on Chapter 6 (out of 7).

For Want of a Crown - In which: the Teleri give the Noldor their ships but only some are sent over, fracturing their forces - and Feanor from his sons - and the rest of canon happens a little differently. Currently working on Chapter 14 (out of 18).

Multi-chapter fics (not yet posted on AO3)

Restoration - Returned to life, the Sons of Feanor are sent into exile back to Formenos, where they need to repair the crumbling building and their lives. Written in a diary format as Maedhros attempts to keep a record of everything for a catatonic Maglor.

Sincerely - Daemags Modern Day AU, where both have been through something terrible (Maglor in a fire, Daeron the loss of his close friend) and form a connection - and later romance - through letters.

Two Bards and a Baby - Maglor and Daeron hook up as they sail over to Valinor, thinking to never see the other again once in there. Then Maglor finds out he's pregnant. A very silly romantic comedy with feelings where I pretend that LaCE doesn't exist.

The Disappearance of Maglor Feanorian - Maedhros' life is falling apart: his father is claiming everyone to be enemies, his mother is spending more and more time away from home, there's rumours that a dangerous criminal is going to be released from prison, and his best friend, Fingon, is refusing to talk to him. Things, he thinks, cannot get worse. And then his little brother goes missing.

Birds of a Feather - Maeglin, separated from his mother as they flee Nan Elmoth, and Celebrimbor, nearly killed by some of his uncle's jealous followers, met in the wilds. A friendship is formed, one that only deepens as the two uncover a plot of Morgoth's that could send all of Beleriand up in flames.

Brightly Burning - Finduilas as Gil-Galad AU, from her being speared on the tree to the end of the War of Wrath. Feat: Celebrimbor-Finduilas-Idril friendship, secret identity, and gender-confusion.

So Breaks the World - Melkor breaks free from the Halls, imprisoning the other Valar and plunging Valinor into terror. But the elves - and the House of Finwe especially - will not go without a fight.

Other tiny ideas that will one day grow big and strong into proper WIPs

Maglor and Celebrian vs orcs

flipped first kinslaying

Haunted House AU (feat Curufin, Celegorm, and little Celebrimbor)

Thomas the Rhymer but with cowboys (I just found this in its own Google Doc and I have many questions but some of the writing is fun so we'll see where it goes?)

Crablor loses a claw and his family reacts in a calm, appropriate manner

Crablor + the Great British Bake Off (Valinor edition)

Crablor, beach day episode

A Crab in King Ingwe's Court

Crablor and Nerdanel have some mother-son bonding time by going on an art heist

Crablor Prison Break (not related to the art heist fic)

Bright Hearts of Numenor (series title) - Celebrimbor reborn into Numenor due to Sauron necromancy; adopted by Elendil and his sons and thus the Second Age unravels slightly differently

E+E, at the end of the War of Wrath, time travel and kidnap Maglor (pre-Maedhros in Angband, post-Feanor death)

Maglor and Maedhros dual healing fic (Maglor looking after Maedhros post-Angband; Maedhros looking after Maglor in Fourth Age Valinor)

As I said, these are the current fic ideas haunting me. More will rise up in my head soon enough.

Feel free to ask me about any if you want more details! I'm always happy to ramble on about my writing projects 😊

[silmarienthequeen]

And I thought I had a lot of wips

[princesssarisa]

Where did your first name come from?

I was named after one of my parents

I was named after a dead relative or family friend

I was named after a living relative or family friend

I was named after a religious figure

I was named after a historical figure

I was named after a fictional character

I was named after a place

My parents just chose a name they liked

Other

Voting ended onJul 13

Having been named after a character in The Great Gatsby by my English-major dad, I thought I would ask about this.

[silmarienthequeen]

Snippet

Thanks for the tag @abomination-unto-nuggan (several weeks ago now… oops)

A couple months ago, @outofangband sent me a Silm ask in which I talked about my headcanon that Nellas has magic forest powers. That got me thinking, and then I started writing a fic about her. It’s split between scenes with Nellas and her friends, Lúthien, Nimloth, and Galadriel, and the aftermath of the second kinslaying, where Nellas rescues Elurín and Eluréd. It’s currently about 40k words and I’m getting close to finishing. Thank you @outofangband! I’m excited about this fic and it wouldn’t have happened without you.

Anyway here’s a snippet!

“Nellas?” Eluréd said in alarm as she buried her face in her hands. “What’s wrong?”

“Are you okay?” Elurín asked. 

“I’m okay,” Nellas said. “I just miss my home.”

The boys nodded seriously.

“I miss my home too,” said Eluréd. “I miss the castle. It was really big, and we liked exploring it and finding new things.”

“We liked watching the marchwardens practicing,” said Elurín. “In the courtyard. They would duel each other and it was so cool to watch! We wanted to try, but they said we were too little, and one day they’d teach us. But one time, Mablung gave us some wooden swords and let us fight him. And we won!”

“I think he let us win,” said Eluréd.

“Yeah but we still won!”

“And exploring the city too,” said Eluréd. “We got to see a lot of stuff. Like we would visit the blacksmith’s forge, or the wood carving place, or the bakery. One of the bakers gave us some cinnamon rolls. I really liked that part.”

“I miss my room,” said Elurín, his eyes lighting up. “We had two rooms but they were right next to each other, and they had a secret passage going between them. It wasn’t really secret, but we called it a secret passage. I had a bed that had a CANOPY. Which is like a roof for your bed, so it’s kind of like this tent! Except it was fancier. And I had all my stuffies on my bed too. I had so many stuffies! I had my bear stuffy that was my favorite. And I had a sheep stuffy and a llama stuffy and a dinosaur stuffy and a bunny stuffy and also a puppy dog stuffy.” 

“I had stuffies too,” said Eluréd. “Our mother made stuffies for us sometimes. I liked playing with them. And we had pictures painted in our rooms. Trees on the walls, and stars on the ceiling. We got to help paint them. We got to put our thumbprints on the walls and they made them into bees. So there are bees on the wall made of our thumbprints. And,” he added excitedly “There were windows in our rooms with little seats next to them. We put pillows on the seats, and you can sit there and look out the window down into the courtyard and see everyone. Or you can sit in the window and read. I love my room.”

“And Naneth and Adar and Elwing,” said Elurín. “I miss them.”

The tears were growing thicker in Nellas’s eyes. When she went to wipe them off her cheeks, she found they had frozen.

“I’ve lived in the forest all my life,” she told them. Her throat was too tight to say more than “I never thought I would leave it.”

Elurín nodded. Then he said “Do you need a hug?”

She was startled by the question, but she nodded. Elurín crawled into her lap and wrapped his arms around her. Eluréd burrowed against her side, and she pressed her head against Elurín’s and put her arms around them both.

…

She still had a little material left over. It probably would have been smarter to save it, make it into bandages or something. Instead, she glanced at the children and started making more marks.

After another hour or more, she had two lumpy, roughly round balls of cloth, filled with grass and sewn shut. She’d then marked little smiling faces on them with charcoal, and sewn on her best impression of an ear. They had four legs that were nothing more than long strips of cloth sewn on, since she really didn’t have enough space or time to add stuffed legs. They looked more than anything like white potatoes with weird ribbons growing out of them. They were not soft; in fact, the grass stuffing poked you if you tried to squeeze it. There was no distinction between the head and body. They had to be the worst stuffed sheep anyone had ever made. But she’d made do with the materials she had, and she wanted the children to have something that reminded them of home.

No pressure tagging @ma-aurelius, @thescrapwitch, @starspray, @queerofthedagger, @melestasflight, @thelordofgifs, @ulmondil, @jaz-the-bard, and anyone else who wants to join!

[silmarienthequeen]

Mark Watney, Jazz Bashara, Ryland Grace

I had to draw these three together, I love them so much. I call them the Weirdos in my head. No I am not accepting criticism.

[ecobanshee]

I'm never getting over how, in the book, Stratt's first priority after being thrown around inside her portable by a (potentially literally) world ending explosion is to yell for Grace and make sure that he's okay.

He's not the most important person on the project at that point. She only checks on the primary and secondary crews after getting a grasp on what happened. i am not normal about them.

[silmarienthequeen]

ohhhh and also he says “yeah I’m okay” but he’s not. he doesn’t know it yet but as soon as that explosion happened he was doomed.

[balrogballs]

nobody:

literally not a single fucking person:

me: actually if i was going to handle silmarils i no longer have any right to because i killed people and shit, i would simply not touch them bare handed. i, being an intellectual who knows that these stones burned the innards of a literal werewolf, a creature whose own stomach acids probably had the same corrosive effect as lava, am perfectly aware that my silly little tummy (which throws tantrums about dairy) is no match. a silmaril would give me instant stigmata. carve a perfect tunnel through my flesh. i, being clever and possessing the ability to look up at the sky, am equally aware that eärendil’s newest labret piercing being visible to the naked eye from the stratosphere makes it pretty clear that the thing is probably very bright. as bright as a star. neil armstrong walked on the moon in a space suit. he did not wank off the stars in his birthday suit. all things considered, i, unlike maedhros fëanorian who spent the first 500 years of his life eating hot chip, specialising in himbodom, lying, and not educating himself on basic physics, i would be trotting away peacefully from eönwë’s camp, my silmarils clenched victoriously in

[tanoraqui]

that theory that the Arkenstone is a Silmaril…it’s doubly implausible, but imagine if nobody knew. If the dwarves were guarded enough of their greatest treasure that…you wouldn’t even need to hide it from that many people, honestly. Mostly a few elves, and all wizards.

and then Bilbo sidles up to Gandalf like, “Thorin and all are holed up in the Mountain, but I think they’re being nuts, so I…kind of stole the Arkenstone, I think.” And (it’s been thousands of years since the light of the trees was doused save for the precious brilliance locked away in Feanor’s gems, since oaths and blood and war that raged until the skies cracked and the earth shattered, and the little people of the Shire have no memory of it at all) he pulls out a fucking Silmaril.

[tanoraqui]

Gandalf: *spittake*

Gandalf: *hurriedly glances at Thranduil. the king of Mirkwood’s eyes shine with curiosity and greed, but not recognition, nor the terrible lust that overtook Feanor and his sons. right, right, he was never in Thingol’s court while the jewel that Luthien and Beren took was there. we’re good. we’re good for now*

Gandalf: That’s, uh, nice, Bilbo. Put it away, would you?

[tanoraqui]

Gandalf, telepathically(?): EMERGENCY RINGBEARERS ONLY CONFAB NOW

Gandalf: [mental image of a goddam Silmaril in hobbit hands, labelled “thisfuckingrockagain.jpg”]

Galadriel, who watched 95% of her family slaughter everyone within 100 miles for several thousand years over these things, including each other and themselves: no.

Elrond, who was very nearly one of those people slaughtered, and did watch most of his town be killed before he and his twin were kidnapped for a while: Absolutely Fucking Not.

Gandalf: Apparently fucking yes. The legendary Arkenstone-

Galadriel: You’ve got to be kidding me.

Elrond: Thorin Oakenshield has a Silmaril right now?

Gandalf: No, no.

Gandalf: Bilbo stole it.

Elrond: *wordless sputtering*

Gandalf: @Galadriel [information packet: BilboBagginsoftheShire.pdf]

Galadriel: Oh yes, Belladonna’s boy, you were telling me about him last winter. 

Galadriel: Btw, orc+warg army probably coming your way. Spotted it in the mirror last night. Thank goodness we dealt with Dol Goldur at least, huh?

Elrond: No fucking shit.

[tanoraqui]

Gandalf @Gwaihir Windlord: hey, sorry to bother you again, I know it’s nearly mating season. but we have a situation again

Gandalf: [thisfuckingrockagain.jpg]

Gandalf: [oncomingorcwargarmy.jpg]

Gandalf: [flashbacktobadasseaglesinwarofwrathhinthint.mov]

[avelera]

I mean, given that Tolkien retconned “The Hobbit” so Bilbo’s little invisibility ring became an ancient piece of jewelry that controls minds and drives the mighty mad, one can at least understand why it seems plausible that the other shiny white gem that destroys empires and makes the mighty go mad with greed could be linked from his kid’s book to his gigantic early mythology in retrospect??

[crazy-pages]

You know this actually explains a lot about why Gandalf didn’t immediately raise the alarm about Bilbo’s ring out of an abundance of caution. I mean, what are the odds, what are the fucking odds, that this one little hobbit stole both a Silmaril and the Ring of Power? Like, you are Gandalf the Grey and you have already dealt with the heart attack to end all heart attacks because this little innocent fool stole a world war inspiring artifact once. You still get flashbacks every time Bilbo offers to show you something and have to employ all of your angel’s serenity and thousands of years of learned composure not start giBbERinG “ pleaseletitnotbeanotherartifactpleaseletitnotbeanotherartifact”. And then. AND THEN! One day he’s like, “hey Gandalf let me show you this neat ring I found back on our journey”. And on the inside a tiny part of you is screaming “nottheoneringnottheoneringnottheonering” while a more rational part of your brain assures you it could not possibly be the one- “It’s this plain gold ring that’s very precious to me and turns me invisible!”

AND THEN YOU FUCK OFF AND SEARCH THROUGH EVERY POSSIBLE TOME YOU CAN TO PROVE IT CAN’T REALLY BE THE RING OF POWER, SAURON’S RING OF POWER, THAT RING, THE ONE RING, LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE TOME, BEFORE FINALLY FUCKING ACKNOWLEDGING THAT THIS SHIT IS REALLY HAPPENING AGAIN

[countesskittymeow]

@shewhodoesnotexist what says you? :P

[shewhodoesnotexist]

I’ve never been a proponent of this theory, but I gotta admit the idea of Bilbo finding two world war inspiring artifacts is alluring ;D

Next you’ll be telling me Sting is Gurthang

[abrownpanther]

Sting may or may not be Angrist, the knife that Beren used to get the Silmarill off of Morgoth’s crown

[queenofthequillandink]

“Average Hobbit finds at least one world war inspiring artifact when on a journey” statistic inaccurate. The Spiders Took Family, who find a world war inspiring artifact every five feet they step outside the Shire, were outliers and should not have been counted.

[sunderwight]

Bilbo: I’m not a burglar I wouldn’t even know how to be!

Also Bilbo: *trips and grabs seven legendary artifacts on the way down*

[curufiin]

Might I request a Nellas who looks kind of like this? (Not my drawing) (she is asexual!)

get a #GayElf // my kofi (these are free but if you want to support a fag this june <3)

i tried to put the ace flag in the bg but her hair covered it so i put a purple overlay on her (you can't really tell but. there in spirit)

[silmarienthequeen]

yay, she’s so cute! Thank you!!

[foxglovedforest]

[cinemairon]

Fingon and Maedhros Dawn

Motivated by @lotrart 's support to my older works of them, I just made something new.

The pose is partly inspired by some CD (idk which is it, I just liked the pose but I altered it a bit).

[butchscientist]

you will never catch me complaining about an actress on a tv show having an imperfectly concealed pregnancy or a character going on a sudden trip somewhere while her actress is on maternity leave. so many actresses (and women working in any other field) are fired, punished and pressured into making reproductive decisions for their employers' convenience & if i have to try a bit harder to suspend my disbelief then that's absolutely what i'm going to do if it means people are getting to exercise reproductive & bodily autonomy without punishment

[confusedlamp]

My favorite writing of this was how Star Trek DS9 handled Nana Visitor's pregnancy. It felt out of character for her character (Kira Nerys) to get pregnant and it's the semi-utopian future, so presumably birth control works quite well and abortions are easily available. Solution: another female character gets pregnant, is injured in an emergency situation, and Kira agrees to act as surrogate. They effectively wrote this entire story line well enough, with implications for the dynamics between Kira and the biological parents, that I didn't realize until later that the actress was actually pregnant. I thought it was just an interesting plot line.

[aroacebaggins-art]

Hi! Could I request aro, ace, or aroace Nellas for the pride month drawings? Thanks!!

Ooh good one

I had fun with this one she has garden fairy vibes.

I think I have as many pride reqs as I can get done this month, but if I do finish them all I'll open it up again. Thank you to everyone who has sent one!

Pfp version below

[silmarienthequeen]

OMG THANK YOU I LOVE HER!!! The purple and green color scheme? The flower crown, and the plant and animal motifs? It’s so pretty thank you!! 😊💜💚

[littlehippyhehe]

I like to think there is sentient life on Adrian and like three of them saw Rocky and Grace and were like "omg a ufo?!?"

And everyone else is like yeah okay you saw an alien ship with a ball hanging from it why tf would an alien do that you're being crazy rn

[pukiirice]

All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But when the men have died in battle and honour, you leave to be burned in the house, for the men will need it no more. But I am of the House of Eorl and not a serving-woman. I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death.