I've taken a longer video w/ unboxing, but it's struggling to send through bluetooth. So.
Anyway! They're here!! My first ever batch of charms â„
(used music is Happy by NastelBom from pixabay)
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titsay

shark vs the universe
sheepfilms
untitled
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Cosimo Galluzzi

if i look back, i am lost
Noah Kahan
occasionally subtle

pixel skylines
Peter Solarz

#extradirty
Stranger Things

oozey mess
official daine visual archive
EXPECTATIONS
we're not kids anymore.
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I've taken a longer video w/ unboxing, but it's struggling to send through bluetooth. So.
Anyway! They're here!! My first ever batch of charms â„
(used music is Happy by NastelBom from pixabay)

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Mandos and LĂłrien as stained glass paintings
Tolkien Gen Week 2026 Entries
Hello!
These are entries to Tolkien Gen Week 2026, other than the fic Brother, which I posted yesterday. I wrote each of these prior to knowing about this event, but they all qualify, so I hope you enjoy!
A Gathering of Kindling
Word Count: 1,975.
Summary: FĂli, KĂli and Ori meet.
2. Girl of the Flaming Water
Word Count: 1,215.
Summary: In which 16-year-old Sigrid is the one to give Bard the black arrow, thus leading to her one day earning the moniker, 'Girl of the Flaming Water'.
3. Tied to Past and Present
Word Count: 500.
Summary: FĂli is caught up on the last-minute details, but KĂli reminds him of what's important, whilst helping him re-do his bow tie for a final time.
4. Tug of War
Word Count: 1,595.
Summary:
Ori is cold, so FĂli offers his coat. This leads to further complications and disagreements once Nori finds out, the following day.
Ori is unamused and determined to prove a point after that. FĂli is not happy about the way in which Ori deals with his irritation.
However, eventually another morning dawns, where the acquaintances begin anew.
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A message
For @tolkiengenweek - language & craft
Story describtion:
A Celebrimbor need to figure out a message that Narvi did sent to him. It's not easy.
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Celegorm was very proud of his birch tree. He guarded it well and kept its leaves free from bugs and similar pests.
But one night, something curious happened.
Celegorm was sitting on a branch, enjoying the warm evening air. Fireflies were darting around, and he could hear an owl, hotting in the distance. The stars twinkled overhead and king Finarfinâs palace gleamed golden.
But there was a new light...at the base of the birch tree. A strange, glowing green lightâŠ
Celegorm dropped silently through the branches; making his way to the bottom of the tree. Now he could see that the light belonged to a little mushroom elf. He crept over to them; ready to shoo them away.
The mushroom elf looked around, and Celegorm gasped. He recognised him immediately! His pale face and intense eyesâŠ
âMaeglin!â Celegorm exclaimed.
âUncle Celegorm,â Maeglin replied; awkward and shy. âIâm sheltering here. I hope I am not a botherâ.
Celegorm sat down besides his young nephew. Maeglin, the son of his cousin and best friend, Aredhel.
âNot at all,â Celegorm said, with a warm grin. âYou can stay with me as long as you likeâ.
âThank you,â Maeglin replied. He returned his uncleâs smile, then settled comfortably between two big roots.
And Celegorm perched on a nearby root; ready to guard his nephew all night.
Garden plans
For @tolkiengenweek - I am sorry again for all the troubles and thanks to everyone for much patience!
Story for rivarly and fealty again, this time is a small story about a good, fealty Findecano, who wants his cousins and family to be happy and in peace - even when they have a little, silly conflicts growing into a terrible rivarly
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Poll results
The poll is over! 27 council members of Gondolin have decided Maeglin's fate!
Ecthelion can now devote all his time to his fountains, as only two council members voted for him.
Pengolodh received three votes. While Salgant came in third place, with four votes.
In second place was Rog, with five of the council's votes.
And the winner is Glorfindel, with thirteen votes!
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"So it has been decided!" Turgon stood up, to look tall and impressive. Only Elenwe was impressed. Everybody else had turned their attention to Maeglin. He appeared to be ready to faint!
"Glorfindel..." Turgon continued. "You will be wed to my nephew, Maeglin!"
Glorfindel beamed. The council cheered. Pengolodh whipped out a notepad, so he could record the event as it was happening. Elenwe gazed at Turgon, thinking he was majestic and commanding.
"How splendid!" Glorfindel exclaimed. He bowed before Turgon and Elenwe, then he turned and bowed to the council. Maeglin held onto the sides of his bench, trying to keep himself steady.
And then Glorfindel went over to him! He smiled at Maeglin, but it was a kind, genuine smile. He took Maeglin's hands in his, and kissed the long fingers.
"Maeglin, do not be afraid," he murmured. "It will be my great honour, and I will care for you with all the love you deserve".
Maeglin blushed and gave Glorfindel a tentative smile. Maybe this wouldn't be so dreadful after all!
ââŠHe had a strong friendship with Fingon and grace to him, and he followed the Exiles under the host of Fingolfin.â
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A seriously underrated friendship. Aegnor and Fingon, by the lovely @asinoeiv
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Braiding
For @tolkiengenweek
Characters: Narvi & Celebrimbor
Describtion:
âYes, I am,â he whispered, closing his eyes slowly to hide the tears of sadness, joy and everything in between. âDo it.â
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Here it is, a sweet, fluffy moment! (This time)
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Small Mistake
For @tolkiengenweek day 4: Language, craft
Characters involved: Sauron, in at least two forms
Describtion:
The contact was not stronger nor longer than a brushing of butterflyâ wings between them.
But it was enough to ruin everything.
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@tolkiengenweek day one | mentorships | aulë and mahtan
While still in his early youth he wedded Nerdanel, the daughter of a great smith named Mahtan, among those of the Noldor most dear to Aulë; and of Mahtan he learned much of the making of things in metal and in stone.
âThe Silmarillion, âOf FĂ«anor and the Unchaining of Melkorâ
@tolkiengenweek day two | animal friendship | caranthir & cats
Now the people of Caranthir dwelt furthest east beyond the upper waters of Gelion, about Lake Helevorn under Mount Rerir and to the southward; and they climbed the heights of Ered Luin and looked eastward in wonder, for wild and wide it seemed to them were the lands of Middle-earth.
âThe Silmarillion, âOf the Return of the Noldorâ
My 400th Tolkien related story on ao3!
"INTRUDER"
Dedicated to @tolkiengenweek day 3: fealty, rivairly âš
A crack-like Daeron/Maglor fanfiction story with poor Nerdanel in the middle of absurd reunion â€ïž
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Moth (Tolkien Gen Week)
Andrethâs musings on her life and her world.
Day 1: Family
No event had shaped Andrethâs life as much as her motherâs death. It was not the grief, but the ever-increasing duties that had changed. Before she knew it, she was expected to act as a lordâs wife and mother to her siblings, while receiving little of the respect such a position should bestow. Her brother Bregor, as fatherâs heir, could do as he pleased to a degree. Her sister Beril was doted upon, a final parting gift from their mother, but actually raising her was Andrethâs responsibility.
It made her miss her time spent with aunt Adanel all the more.

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Tolkien Gen Week starts tomorrow, July 6!
July 6-12, 2026
Hello and welcome to Tolkien Gen Week!
This is a week to appreciate all of the incredible characters and relationships within Tolkienâs legendarium that fall under the broad category of âgen.â 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 âKeep readingâ 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 â Mentorships â Community
DAY TWO: Friendship â Animals â Group Dynamic
DAY THREE: Gray Spaces â Enemies and Rivalries â Fealty
DAY FOUR: Solo â Work and Craft â Language
DAY FIVE: Culture â Diversity â Traditions
DAY SIX: Environment â Places â 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.
For further clarification, check out our FAQ, code of conduct, and prompts pages! Happy creating!!
family (found?)
another event, another fic I didn't finish...oh well, here's an excerpt from the second chapter of A Compromise of Children, in which Maglor adopts LĂșthien!
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LĂșthien was surprised to find that she actually liked these Noldor.
MakalaurĂ«, her new âfather,â was at first overexuberant in his welcome, but his wife EzellĂ« was mellow and practical enough to balance out his frenetic energy. It was certainly awkward, integrating into their home, but they were delighted to have her there and eager to please her.
She had no intention of being rude to them, even if she did not at all want to be here in the land of Valinorâshe was a princess, after all, and no matter what her actual father said, she did have manners. But the first time she saw MakalaurĂ« sweep up his wife and carry her, laughing, to her art studio, LĂșthien watched with a strange fondness, and found her heart moved.
Her parents were wondrous, mystical creatures. They were not, however...domestic.
Yes, Makalaurë was a Prince of the Noldor. But he seemed utterly content to leave most of the politics to those of his family who were interested in such things, and spent his energies in creativity.
And he was good. He was excellent, in fact: LĂșthien was astonished by his skills. It was not in exaggeration that the Noldor claimed he was the best minstrel in the world! He even made her miss Daeron, for she was certain the two of them making music together would bring all of Arda to tears.
âDaeron is the best minstrel in Doriath, and before I would have named him the best of all the Edhil,â LĂșthien murmured after one of her foster-fatherâs more heartfelt performances. âBut you, MakalaurĂ«, are something else!â
âSo I am the best musician of all the Eldar?â he said, smirking.
She clucked her tongue. âHe is the better piper,â she corrected. âBut his voice cannot compare to yours!â