#bluthien

Second Chances

He wakes in Valinor, and at first he thinks he is reborn. But he remembers dying fresh as his own undried blood, and he does not remember his soul flying to Mandos. And outside, the Two Trees shine. Something is wrong.

for @tolkientimewarp Day 4: Out of Time! a Finrod time travel fix-it, originally started as a gift for @oopsbirdficced for @innumerable-stars 2022, I'm really glad I had a chance to finally finish it :)

Rating: T | Creator Chose Not To Warn Relationships: Finrod/Amárië, Finrod & Turgon, Finrod/Bëor, Finrod & Maeglin, Finrod & Galadriel, Beren/Lúthien, Finrod & Thingol Characters: Finrod, Amárië, Turgon, Bëor, Maeglin, Aredhel, Galadriel, Beren, Lúthien, Thingol Word count: 2.3k

Andreth/Aegnor— a pale sunrise over the mountains, reading a well-loved book beneath a maple tree, long braided hair, autumn leaves, beaded jewelry, the golden hour, a tranquil lake, kissing the freckles of one's face, silver courtly robes, earth-coloured dresses, morning horse rides, shy smiles, the ache of nostalgia, herbal tea, writing love poems, campfire stories, forget-me-nots, flickering candles, red robins, the smell of cinnamon, a bowl of mushroom soup, amber gemstones, the taste of lingonberries, bittersweet memories, tears of regret, parting ways but never letting go.

Beren/Lúthien— hot summer nights, dancing barefoot in a glade, daisies, gentle warrior hands, sweet blackberries, fiery sunsets, flower petals caught in strands of hair, stubble tickling smooth cheeks, fireflies lighting up the night, stars that glitter like diamonds, crystal clear waters, shimmering skin, dark-green capes, flowing blue gowns, kisses upon fingertips, nightingales, blue butterflies, strolls through the forest, the sound of rushing rivers, the smell of lilacs, undying loyalty and love, the pale blue dawn, a crackling campfire, silver jewelry, emeralds, always keeping promises, a life of peace and bliss together.

Tuor/Idril— baroque architecture, eyes as blue as the ocean, braided golden hair, white doves, grandiose fountains, sparkling white towers, the smell of rosewater, grand baths with petals in the water, citrus trees, stolen kisses in flower gardens, an instant connection, rich silks, gold jewelry, blue summer skies, a shining city, snow-capped mountains, chandeliers of crystal and gold, sunlight filtering through stained glass, high ceilings, marble floors, the warmth of falling in love, romantic paintings, pink roses, rebuilding a broken home together, staying strong for others.

For @silmsmutweek, sexy older Luthien and sexy older Beren (M: 700 words). What's not to love? The fun doesn't stop just because you're getting a little creaky. :) Here's a snippet:

Her body knows Beren's as though it is an extension of herself: all the tender places and the secret points of bliss. And after so many years, they have a full library of loving history to draw on for delight - pacing and positions and practices of infinite variety, mentally catalogued to meet each mood, each urge for satisfaction. There is no place on their bodies that does not hold a memory of joy.

Hello! Dear one! Most excellent silm artist! I apologize for being gone so long, feels like I have had several years of bad brain days in a row😭 but thank you so much for prompting me anyway - and what a prompt! I was instantly taken by an image and had to write it down. I hope you enjoy this one<3

TW for descriptions of blood, gore, bones, and general dead bodies.

But because it's a fairytale situated in an epic tragedy, putting beren and lúthien back into the context of beleriand... makes them look bad

Their whole "nobody matters but us" thing is sweet in a love story and unbelievably selfish when you remember that the rest of beleriand exists. And then there's the bit about them killing a bunch of dwarves? Which is in my opinion not great?

As @shrikeseams points out, lúthien seems to be totally out of the loop with literally everything outside doriath, to a degree that seems indefensible for the princess of a realm that claims to rule all of beleriand. Of course, this isn't even getting into the whole property law stuff with the silmaril