Anna Robots

Finally finished painting this water nymph

At the End, when Morgoth, cloaked in doom, came forth through the Door out of the Timeless Night and into the world, it was the Sun he sought before aught else. An eclipse, thought Elwing, on the wing with her flock. What else could bring nightfall at noon?

Elwing and Arien, together in a little boat on the wide seas at the end of the world.

Arien/Elwing, Mature, 3.8k, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Minor Eärendil the Mariner/Elwing (Tolkien), unfaithful Elwing, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Ambar-metta, Falling in Love at the End of the World, Dagor Dagorath (Tolkien), the death of the Sun, but Arien survives!, mixing and matching canon as it pleases me, Book: Revelation (Christian Bible), Blind Character, the Sun is a lesbian, Elwing is a bird, and a birdfucker, and a pirate captain, Post-Canon, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Apocalypse, Surreal

I have once again been collecting tags from dear mutuals, including @amorbidcorvid, @starshadeemilyart, @riding-with-the-wild-hunt, @ecofutural, @ffigwit, @starspray, @bad-writer, @slashmarks. Tagging you all back, plus @holy-marmalade, @ulmondil @sallysavestheday @vaciena @isilme-among-the-stars, @feyandferal and @vefanyar to share a snippet from a WIP whenever you like.

This is from the Arien/Elwing at the end of the world WIP, which @feyandferal has nicknamed "Reverse Icarus" 😂.

Arien, who guides the Sun ☀️

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What's the first "big news story" you remember from when you were a kid?

It's something I love to ask mixed-aged groups sometimes because I think it's really interesting to see the responses. I've gotten answers from the Olympics of [whatever year] to Watergate to more recent stuff from my niblings.

by Louise Glück

One summer she goes into the field as usual stopping for a bit at the pool where she often looks at herself, to see if she detects any changes. She sees the same person, the horrible mantle of daughterliness still clinging to her.

The sun seems, in the water, very close. That’s my uncle spying again, she thinks — everything in nature is in some way her relative. I am never alone, she thinks, turning the thought into a prayer. Then death appears, like the answer to a prayer.

No one understands anymore how beautiful he was. But Persephone remembers. Also that he embraced her, right there, with her uncle watching. She remembers sunlight flashing on his bare arms.

This is the last moment she remembers clearly. Then the dark god bore her away.

She also remembers, less clearly, the chilling insight that from this moment she couldn’t live without him again.

The girl who disappears from the pool will never return. A woman will return, looking for the girl she was.

She stands by the pool saying, from time to time, I was abducted, but it sounds wrong to her, nothing like what she felt. Then she says, I was not abducted. Then she says, I offered myself, I wanted to escape my body. Even, sometimes, I willed this. But ignorance

cannot will knowledge. Ignorance wills something imagined, which it believes exists.

All the different nouns — she says them in rotation. Death, husband, god, stranger. Everything sounds so simple, so conventional. I must have been, she thinks, a simple girl.

by Irnina (@irnina)

Samwise Gamgee has more sense than half the Elf-lords in Valinor.

Explicit, No Archive Warnings

It has 30 prompts for November but feel free to write and post whenever, but please add the tag #No one nuts November or #NoonenutsNovember wherever you post. You do not have to @ or credit this blog if you use any of these prompts.

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"I'm most dangerous when I'm hungry. I'm most hungry

when I'm hurting. Seems like I'm always hurting. Nothing but teeth. Nothing but the same words calling out to me

in my sleep. Grief asking its ghosts not to leave. Please. It's not up to me when I get to stop crying. Or hurting.

Or holding memories in my mouth, gentle as bees I promised not to eat, but oh, the hurt is so sweet."

Summer fruits my beloved! I love peaches too so much! I am gonna do a bit of a good mix!