basking in the pure blue air

I’m Ukrainian (also fluently speaking Russian, German, and English).

Journalist (my first degree), currently studying political science.

Classical literature enthusiast & pretentious cinema enjoyer.

Here, I’ll be a Tolkien fan.

Back when Tumblr was at its peak, I was still in middle school, reading my very first fanfics — but I didn’t discover Tumblr in 2016. Apparently, 2026 is the right year to finally do so.

I’ve been writing fanfiction since my early teens. Unfortunately, I also had internet access back then.

Prior to February 24, 2022, I used to post on the Russian-speaking platform Ficbook. My most popular works were (unsurprisingly) Harry Potter (Drarry) fanfics, but I also had some locally successful Silmarillion fics. In particular, I wrote a series of stories about Melkor and Mairon.

My favourite characters (characters I will not shut up about): Fëanor and Fingolfin & Celegorm and Curufin as well as Melkor and Mairon in their trash-decadent aesthetic.

My long posts about Silmarillion (headcanons, AUs, musings, character analysis, etc.) are tagged under m. on fandom

Right now, I’m working on a long fic Unreal Unearth about Fëanáro and Nolofinwë (in English).

It’s a heavy, angsty slow burn with full immersion into:

Nolofinwë’s intentionally patriarchal, conservative, homophobic, and otherwise biased POV

political struggle

the moral downfall of the Noldor under the “watchful guidance” of the freshly released Melkor (who doesn’t even appear in the fic, God)

But in the end, it’s really about a tragic, desperate, doomed, obsessive love — one that keeps descending deeper into darkness. What else could it be about?

Posts about my writing are tagged as my fic

Last but not least: my pseudonym refers to David Bowie’s Lady Stardust, with the German word for “star” in it.

My avatar: Eve by Lucien Lévy-Dhurmer.

Thank you @ffigwit for the tag!!

Since I set myself the ambitious goal of finishing the new chapter of Unreal Unearth by Monday, I've only just gotten around to responding. So I'm sharing lines that are technically no longer the latest ones, but were at the moment I was tagged.

Fearless in the face of reckoning, Írissë crossed the threshold of night, white lace crumpled, eyes alight with youthful passion, lips kiss-flushed. And stern, prim, righteous father tasted only the bitterness of inevitability. The anger was gone.

Anyway, the chapter is now on ao3!

And some no pressure tags! @xximmortalkissxx, @yewfae, @lissomelace, @tdhvn @deckofmanymore, @dreamyshiftyaching, @glorfindelcorner, @mossquitoman, @abomination-unto-nuggan

So. I’ve finally finished a new chapter of my fanfic, and I’d like to take this opportunity to share it (along with its summary). This text is very important to me, and although I’m never fully satisfied with my own work, I’m still proud of this fic. And yes, we all write for ourselves — but kudos and comments are incredibly motivating. I would be grateful for reblogs and feedback 🖤

Chapters: 9/12 Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fëanor/Fingolfin (Tolkien), Aredhel/Celegorm (Tolkien) Characters: Anairë (Tolkien), Nerdanel (Tolkien), Maedhros (Tolkien), Aredhel (Tolkien), Celegorm (Tolkien), Finwë (Tolkien), Írimë | Lalwen (Tolkien) Additional Tags: Sibling Incest, Angst, Psychological Warfare, Unhealthy Relationships, Hurt No Comfort, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Denial of Feelings, Possibly Unrequited Love, Pining, Character Study, Slow Burn, Power Dynamics, Politics, Exploration of Patriarchal Dynamics, Internalized Homophobia, Infidelity, Eroticism, Symbolism, Foreshadowing, Minor Anairë/Fingolfin (Tolkien), Years of the Trees (Tolkien), Pre-Darkening of Valinor (Tolkien) Summary:

There were plenty of blood ties among their people, and none could ever cause such a deep wound upon the world as their never complete, never healing, never ceasing half bond. Fëanáro could cross the sea, wishing to force the wretched thing all the way to Ulmo’s abysmal stomach – and find himself not parted from Nolofinwë by a step.

About aroace Maedhros and about Russingon that is still vital

Platonic Russingon is so important to me.

I understand and support them as a romantic pairing, but I wish more people saw the significance of platonic love. It is natural to say: of course Fingon did it out of love for Maedhros! What other explanation could there possibly be?

Sometimes I want to answer: of course he did it out of love! But must it only be the love for a romantic partner?

Because Maedhros and Fingon do understand one another almost without words. Because Maedhros and Fingon are soulmates.

For Maitimo, this is the highest expression of love he has ever felt for anyone outside his immediate family.

Fëanor raised his children with a sense of duty toward desperate, almost painful loyalty — to him and to one another. Maitimo’s heart — the heart of an eldest son, the eldest brother, the responsible one — is already full, and there is something so powerful, so pure, in his decision to love someone else.

In this headcanon, Maedhros grows up aroace. He grows up surrounded by filial, brotherly, and platonic love. Fingon’s feelings for him are vast and multifaceted, and he knows that Maedhros is his destiny. He would want to be with Maedhros in every possible sense of the word. But Maitimo’s inability to return the romantic aspect of those feelings does not become a tragedy.

Because this is not a story about unrequited love. It is about being different — together.

I love their relationship. I love their ancient friendship. I love the grandeur of sacrifice made for its sake.

For Nelyafinwë, the burning of the ships at Losgar is a catastrophe because he believes he will never see his best friend again. Because Fëanor — who had already, without ever realizing it, claimed too much of Maitimo’s heart for himself and his younger sons — has now physically taken away the only thing Maedhros chose for himself. But giving up Fingon is what Maedhros would never have agreed to. The one thing in which he would not submit to his father.

For Findekáno, a suicidal decision to save Maedhros from captivity is the only possible one. He saves the peace between the Houses of the Noldor. He saves his friend.

Friendships matter just as much as romances do. They can be the driving forces in the lives of characters. They are complete and meaningful in their own right.