#fall-for-tolkien

[dreamsofgold]

Last Breath

Done for the Scribbles & Drabbles Tolkien Event 2025 at @fall-for-tolkien

[oopsbirdficced]

A photo collage for @fall-for-tolkien's Scribbles and Drabbles event!

All jewelry made by me, modeling done by me, all photography taken by @aphrodites-bloody-rose

The prompt is: Fëanáro has found or been given his mother’s jewelry box. Inside he finds that one of her favorite necklaces has broken. He decides to remake the broken necklace into something new.

With suggested pairings: Fëanáro & Míriel, Míriel/Finwë, Míriel/Indis, Indis/Finwë, Míriel/Indis/Finwë, Fëanáro/Nerdanel I will post the individual photographs in a separate post if anyone is interested.

[nightmares-2]

Dream-weaver

Drawn for @fall-for-tolkien's Scribbles & Drabbles!

Art 184 in the gallery! If you want to write for it or any of the other arts, author signs up open again in fall! (You'll have less time to write, but the word minimum is 100, so you'll be fineee)

[melestasflight]

Yavanna Dreams of Middle-earth

art submission for @fall-for-tolkien Scribbles & Drabbles 2022, inspired by two quotes from The Silmarillion:

Then the seeds that Yavanna had sown began swiftly to sprout and to burgeon, and there arose a multitude of growing things great and small, mosses and grasses and great ferns, and trees whose tops were crowned with cloud as they were living mountains, but whose feet were wrapped in a green twilight. And beasts came forth and dwelt in the grassy plains, or in the rivers and the lakes, or walked in the shadows of the woods. As yet no flower had bloomed nor any bird had sung, for these things waited still their time in the bosom of Yavanna; but wealth there was of her imagining, and nowhere more rich than in the midmost parts of the Earth, where the light of both the Lamps met and blended. And there upon the Isle of Almaren in the Great Lake was the first dwelling of the Valar when all things were young, and new-made green was yet a marvel in the eyes of the makers; and they were long content.

And in that time of dark Yavanna also was unwilling utterly to forsake the Outer Lands; for all things that grow are dear to her, and she mourned for the works that she had begun in Middle-earth but Melkor had marred. Therefore leaving the house of Aulë and the flowering meads of Valinor she would come at times and heal the hurts of Melkor; and returning she would ever urge the Valar to that war with his evil dominion that they must surely wage ere the coming of the Firstborn.