Something uh idk prophecy enlightened me in my dream so I am starting a Diablo au scheme. Here’s Tyelpe as the last Horadrim
I guess that makes his family the dead Horadrims?

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Something uh idk prophecy enlightened me in my dream so I am starting a Diablo au scheme. Here’s Tyelpe as the last Horadrim
I guess that makes his family the dead Horadrims?
I was tagged in two different snippet games by @aroacebaggins and @gauntletgirlie so here's a snippet from my Dracula AU:
Celebrimbor ran his hand through his curls and Adar had the strange instinct to soothingly rub his back.
"One step at a time, Celebrimbor," said Adar, not missing the shiver that ran down the smith's back or the increase in his heart rate as he said his name. "That is the only way we'll defeat him."
Celebrimbor stood up straight and nodded. "You're right."
He met Adar's gaze, the pair unable to look away, and Celebrimbor's lips curved into adorable absentminded, dreamy smile of his. Oh, Adar was being ridiculous. One would think he had never met a handsome human before.
"You should come home with me."
"What?!"
Celebrimbor blinked and then his eyes widened to the size of saucers as he seemingly realized what he said.
"I mean um you should come home to me, with me! To my house!" he snapped, gesturing with finality. "You should come to my house. It'll be the safest place in London after we fortify it and you can help me research this mysterious metal of yours."
pushing my t4t silvergifting agenda
Tales of Angband | Choice 27
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"You have a sweet voice, you remind me of my littlest brothers when they were your age."
The young elf blushed, it was stark against his pale skin. He knew he shouldn't stay longer but... well this elf seemed so nice, and so grand.
"That's very kind of you to say, sir." He added the formal address because the sentence felt almost bare to him without it. Placing down his bundle of bandages he crapt closer again.
"Not at all, it was merely on my mind... but I am cursed, not in the way you know, but in a curse of the heart. A potion was given to me by Sauron- or Gorthaur- to make my heart ache without him. He must have an antidote in his lab... If only I could get it."
It didn't sound too bad really, being in love with Sauron. He had to try to love his masters anyway, so a little help should be good, right? But this elf looked so distressed... Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to help him?
"...I can try, sir." He tried to look brave.
"Thank you, boy."
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Sauron awoke to the feeling of the alarm spells in his laboratory shaking him awake. Carefully he slipped past Celebrimbor, who was still curled up under the sheets. He clearly missed sleeping in a bed, Sauron thought, but he didn't intend to let him get accustomed to it.
Instead he rushed to the lab hoping to find Maedhros back again. But it wasn't him. Just an elfling. He was about the same age as Celebrimbor, but nowhere near as cute. He was scruffy, ill-looking, and pale.
You, the reader, are Sauron.
What shall you do?
Release him immediately, you just want to go back to bed with Tyelpë.
Briefly punish him for this then let him go, he must learn.
Harshly punish him and keep him a day, he isn't going to forget this.
Keep him as a test subject, if he wants to be here then so be it.
Take him up to meet Tyelpë, elves are social and he may want a friend.
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Me @ everybody in the Rings of Power S3 cause I'm not losing anybody else do you hear me??
On Family and Metallurgy: Chapter 1
Summary:
Tyelperinquar watched as Makalaurë’s eyes scanned the letter. Makalaurë’s eyes widened and he took a sharp breath, his hands grasping the page even tighter. “What is it?” Atyarussa asked. Tyelperinquar braced himself for bad news or ill tidings. “Maitimo is alive. Findekáno has rescued him.”
When the Fëanorians learn that Maitimo is alive and has been rescued, they travel to Lake Mithrim, where the Nolofinwëan host resides. Tyelperinquar struggles to navigate familial relationships and new friendships during this uncertain time, but eventually, he finds a way forward.
How do I find as much art of Celebrimbor with holly as possible, it's my favorite?
Brave as a Noun is a very very Celebrimbor song "I could go off the deep end, I could kill all my best friends, I could follow those stylish trends and God knows I could make amends, but I've got an angry heart filled with cancers and Poppy tarts, if this is how you folks make art it's fucking depressing. And it's sad to know that we are not alone and it's sad to know there's not honest way out."