Celedriel Week

Hello and welcome to Tolkien Gen Week!

July 6-12, 2026

This is a week to appreciate all of the incredible characters and relationships within Tolkien’s legendarium that fall under the broad category of “gen.” There is a great wealth of wonderful gen content in the Tolkien fandom, but those creations are not always the most visible because of the shipping-focused nature of fandom at large. This week is an effort to give them the appreciation they deserve.

This year, Tolkien Gen Week will run from July 6-12, 2026!

Any content and creations are welcome as long as it is non-romantic and non-sexual! You can create edits, gifs, fanart, fanfic, fanmixes, and more! Please tag your posts with #tolkiengenweek AND @ mention this blog @tolkiengenweek so they can be easily found. If your submission turns into a long post, please put what you can beneath a “Keep reading” divider. You may also post your creations to our AO3 collection.

Below are some prompts for each day of the week. They are not mandatory, but they are here to inspire you. This post will lead to an explanation for each one.

DAY ONE: Family ● Mentorships ● Community

DAY TWO: Friendship ● Animals ● Group Dynamic

DAY THREE: Gray Spaces ● Enemies and Rivalries ● Fealty

DAY FOUR: Solo ● Work and Craft ● Language

DAY FIVE: Culture ● Diversity ● Traditions

DAY SIX: Environment ● Places ● Objects and Symbols

DAY SEVEN: Freeform

This event is being organized by @arofili. If you have any questions or suggestions, feel free to message this blog or my main.

Per the results of the poll, Celedriel Week will return for 2026! Now I need ya'll to decide if we're doing this in June or July. Thank you to everyone who voted on the poll!

A fitting name. (His treasure gone.)

He had Telperion's fate after all: Wounded to his core, poison infecting every tissue, every drop of blood. (His treasure gone.)

He tried to cling to hope. (His treasure gone.)

For ages he wanted to be anchored. He is in exile, but not quite. Because even exiles might have a family and a home, waiting for them. Doriath was annihilated. His kin with it. (His treasure gone).

He is not unlike the trees among which he chooses to linger. Lindon, Eriador and Eregion, Rivendell, Lothlórien ... He tried to embed himself to each new place. Because maybe, just maybe, if he buried his bones in the soil, if he planted them shallow and watered them deep*, something new might arise in his stead. (His treasure gone).

Yet he feels the same; worse even. The only vivid presence in his life... (His treasure gone.)

He doesn't know what haunts him more; the screaming of the living that still echoes in his head or the silence of the dead? But maybe if even Lothlorien can't be his home anymore being with Celebrian's sons could be enough. It will be enough. It must be enough. (His treasure gone.)

But he eventually understands. His roots keep spreading in the dark, but his branches are reaching towards the sun; to the light that he had gotten so used to before he had to let go. And he is wise enough to know he must choose once more. (His treasure gone.)

It takes him time to accept what he's always known: Even as he cannot belong to any one place, all of them are part of him. He is not merely Celeborn of Doriath; not anymore. He's a child of every place he's ever been in; a son of Middle-earth and nothing can take that away from him. (His treasure gone.)

And sometimes... sometimes home is not a place; it's a person. She's more than he could ever dream of, and she's waiting at the Havens.

(The last living memory of the Elder Days in Middle-earth is gone.)

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So here’s a drawing inspired by @llcsocksme

Of Celeborn singing to Galadriel ✨❤️😂

continuing my theme, the Lord and Lady of Lothlorien in the Hades style(ish)!