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So happy to be able to share my submission for this year's @tolkienrsb Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang: Aredhel finding Eöl in Nan Elmoth.

Click here for @melestasflight ' s amazing story:

hi hi melesta!! <3 <3 the clockmaker's son is my silly little aman era fic, starring finrod, maglor, and fingon in the main roles of a vanity project play put on by the royal houses. here's the opening!

Findaráto stared sulkily down at the script. He knew exactly how this was going to go. Makalaurë, the best singer of them and of the eldest house, would naturally be given the lead part; the soldier, the hero of the romance. Findekáno, then, would take his foil; the slighted king, as noble and tragic. 

And Findaráto, the youngest and least among them three, would have to scavenge for whatever other part was left — and given none would let him play the maiden-love of one of his cousins, nothing of any significance remained. 

Again he’d be given some bit part, as though he was still a child — no great solo to sing nor speech to give, a costume he would have to modify himself if he wanted to shine. Again his elder cousins would be the talk of town and he would have to content himself with only his father’s enthusiastic applause. 

Just then the great doors burst open, striking the wall with a dull thud. Makalaurë bounced in, a pep in his step, waving his script at his younger cousin.

“It is decided, then!” he called with great cheer,“I shall play the clockmaker’s son!” 

“What?” Findaráto glanced up at him sharply, not thinking to hide his confusion. He could not remember even who that was, nor when he appeared in the script. 

Findekáno could see him writing this letter as clearly as if Maitimo were before him. Sitting with his back straight, head tilted a little, the fingers of his left hand drumming on the table as he pondered over the words. Findekáno could see him opening one of Elemmírë’s poetry books that he always kept on his desk to make sure he had not quoted her poem erroneously, even though he knew all of her works by heart. Findekáno could see Maitimo’s meticulously and richly embroidered sleeve smearing the ink on the sheet. Maitimo would huff in annoyance and roll his sleeves back, then start writing the letter anew. His letters had to be perfect without mistakes or marks.

Maedhros and Fingon's relationship from Valinor to Beleriand told through a series of letters

Link to the fic

Written for @tolkienrsb

Art: @melestasflight/ Melesta

See additional art made by melesta HERE

Story: HewerOfCaves / @zealouswerewolfcollector​

Rating: T

Warnings: Major character death

Relationships: Maedhros/Fingon

Characters: Maedhros, Fingon

And He Was Loved by the King

This is a little visual gift for @melestasflight and @polutrope, inspired by Melesta's beautiful story (now complete!) featuring Hador Lórindol and Fingon.

Hador Lórindol, first of your name, I offer you this dragon-helm... Or four versions of how and why Fingon gave Hador the Dragon-helm of Dor-lómin.

The Music of the Ainur

Melian plays the harp for Daeron in Doriath.

Illustration of Hearken Still Unsated by @polutrope for @tolkienrsb 2022.

Summary:

“For how many years," he asks, "have we two listened for the echoes of the Music of Creation in the oceans and lakes and rivers? And yet we will never be sated. Like the water in which they say it lives, the Song does not rest but ever moves and changes. It may pool in a great lake for an age and then pour down into the Sea in another. It fills whatever spaces it can and flows by whatever paths most easily open before it.”

Stars Above, Voice Within

a fic for the @tolkienrsb​ 2022, written by @melestasflight​ and featuring art by me @arofili​ !

Canon divergence: Maeglin and Aredhel escaped to Himlad and never went to Gondolin. During the Dagor Bragollach, Maeglin flees to Nargothrond with Celegorm and Curufin, but Aredhel refuses to leave the battlefield. Now the Fëanorians have been exiled, and Maeglin remains in Orodreth’s kingdom.

Enter: Túrin Turambar, with a doom from his father and a sentient sword that is very familiar to Maeglin. It needs reforging—and who better to do that than the son of its maker?

Rating: M | No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Maeglin/Túrin, past Beleg/Túrin, Gwindor & Túrin, Finduilas & Túrin  Characters: Túrin Turambar, Maeglin Lómion, Gwindor, Finduilas Faelivrin, Orodreth, Gwidhil (Orodreth's Wife), Celebrimbor, Anglachel, Anguirel Word count: 10.5k

Full art piece rebloggable HERE! (Rating: T)

hi hi hi!! here's a lil thing:

To Find a Home in the Twilight

Upon leaving Gondolin, Aredhel Ar-Feiniel journeyed East and was lost in a forest, enchanted by Eöl the Dark Elf, who lured her to his dwelling and took her to wife. This is the sorrowful story remembered among the Noldor of Beleriand.

But the Wise-women of the Edain tell a different tale of Aredhel’s coming to Nan Elmoth.

Everyone please go check out @melestasflight 's fantastic fic when it reveals on the 8th of September!

I will also make the full version of the art public once the fic is live and you will be able to see it on my blog (I will also update this post with a link!)

Find the fic here!

Fic and Artwork Rating: G

Warnings: None

Relationships: consensual Aredhel/Eöl

Characters: Aredhel, Eöl, Zimrahin, Marach, Malach Aradan, Imlach, Idril Celebrindal, Anairë, Original Female Character

Word count: 8k