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[inceptgen]

InceptGen 2022 Master List

December is officially here, which means InceptGen has ended! Please join us in congratulating everyone who created content for this year’s fest!

Media, Art, Gifsets, & Edits

Yusuf Moodboard by @mister-eames​

We all yearn for— by @halfofawhole

The dream has become their reality by @halfofawhole

the joker is me by @mister-eames​

Ariadne edit by @belbeten​

After a while, it becomes the only way you can dream by @halfofawhole

Ariadne art by @silverbrume​​

Fanfiction and Rec Lists

a haiku (about Saito’s carpet!) by @seleswrites​

Inception Gen Recs 2022 by @bayta-darell​

of the deep blue by @seleswrites​

Arthur & Mal Cobb, rated T, 251 words

Summary: He meets her by the edge of a cliff side. She doesn’t turn, only asking a question that makes his heart drop.

The First Things to Go by @iamanonniemouse​

Phillipa Cobb, rated G, 94 words

Summary: The names are the first things to go, after the breath has gone, and the beating of the heart. We keep our memories longer than our names.

Found by @iamanonniemouse​

Robert Fischer, rated G, 2.1k words

Summary: The monster under Robert’s bed doesn’t speak.

See you next September for InceptGen 2023!

#inceptgen #inceptgen2022 #master list #inception #mister eames #halfofawhole #belbeten #silverbrume #seleswrites #iamanonniemouse #bayta darell

[inceptionpositivity]

@bayta-darell - HAPPY INCEPTIVERSARY!

#baytadarell #inception positivity #bayta darell #inceptiversary #inceptiversary ip 2022

[yuviur]

A tight hug after a terrible night. Gondolin is gone, and so are many beloved people, and the best thing they could do is hold on to each other.

My Secret Santa gift for @bayta-darell! I wish you a happy holiday!  And thank you @officialtolkiensecretsanta for the organization <3

#tss2022 #tolkien #fall of gondolin #silmarillion #tuor #idril #voronwe #first time posting my art! exciting

[nothinghereisworking]

Voronwë Appreciation

(Shoutout to @starspray for sparking the idea and gratitude to @polutrope and @melestasflight for fic suggestions)

From Tolkien Gateway:

Voronwë was related to the House of Fingolfin through his father, Aranwë, a nobleman of Gondolin and to Círdan himself through his mother, who was one of the Sindar Elves of Falas. He was sent by King Turgon to seek a passage to Aman and call on the Valar for aid against Morgoth. He delayed on the road, tarrying in Nan-tathren and because of this he was the final one to embark on the last ship that Círdan, at the request of Turgon, had built for them. After sailing for seven years without reaching the lands in the West, his ship attempted to return to Middle-Earth defeated. In a storm within sight of the coast the ship was wrecked and all save him were drowned. By the grace of Ulmo, Voronwë was saved from the wreck and washed ashore in Nevrast, near Vinyamar. He was sitting at its wall when he encountered Tuor and heard his story as the messenger of Ulmo and led him back to Gondolin.

Important moments: ✨There Was Only One Cloak ✨ and ⛵ Sailing West With Tuor and Idril 🌊. This character deserves way more love!

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Fanfiction

Kisses Chapter 2 Idril/Tuor/Voronwë (T) by @polutrope

Indemmar Tuor/Voronwë (M) by @cuarthol

I remember your voice Elemmakil/Voronwë (M) by @melestasflight

Shipwrecked Voronwë (G) by @i-did-not-mean-to

FotFictober 2022 Chapter 9 Tuor & Voronwë (NR) by @swanfloatieknight

Gentle yearning of the heart Voronwë (and others) (G) by @ettelene

Comfort and Joy Elemmakil/Voronwë (M) by @naryaflame

We Kiss in a Shadow Elemmakil/Voronwë (E) by @naryaflame

beneath the gates of gondolin Elemmakil/Voronwë (T) by @raisingcain-onceagain

A Flower, Set Upon A Stone Elemmakil/Voronwë (M) by @idrilsscribe

The Time of Moths and Warm Evenings Tuor/Voronwë (T) by @maggiehoneybite

Like The Sea Over Sand Tuor/Voronwë (T) by platinum_firebird

Tolkien Gen Week Day 1: Family Voronwë, Tuor, Aranwë (NR) by @avantegarda

Green-Gray Idril/Tuor/Voronwë (M) by @bayta-darell

Fanart

art - Voronwë by @rittare

art - Idril, Tuor, Voronwë by @yuviur

art - Elemmakil, Tuor, Voronwë by @prastevnik

art - Voronwë (also Beleg) by @cochart

art - Voronwë by @amaite

art - mermaid!Voronwë, Tuor by @oopsbirdficced

moodboard - Voronwë, Tuor by @arofili

art - Tuor, Voronwë by @shootingstarsue

art - Voronwë, Tuor by @cochart

art - Voronwë, Tuor by @matrose

Bonus Very Important Quote

"As for me, I am of the Noldor, and long must be the hunger and cold the winter that shall slay the kin of those who passed the Grinding Ice." - Unfinished Tales

#voronwe #appreciation #tolkien fanfiction #tolkien fanart

[zealouswerewolfcollector]

Friday Fic Recs

I’m getting more and more overwhelmed because I’m missing out on so many good fics on account of real life being a mess, but I still want to rec a few fics for @fellowshipofthefics‘ Friday Fic Rec

Elwing’s Strategy by @lifeisyetfair

Elwing doesn’t lose her sharp mind during her last, desperate stand. 525 words, T

Green-Grey by @bayta-darell

Voronwe’s last moments before fading. Made me tear up. 542 words, M

a sword once sheathed by @mc-dude

This is an old one, but it’s also one of the few explicit fics I have bookmarked. A long-awaited meeting between Maedhros and Fingon. 3590 words, E

#silmarillion #silm fic #fic rec #friday fic rec

[gaal-dornick]

already told @sindirimba , but it they changed the darell surname to mallow because bayta's the one who's the more important character out of the two/a legacy character as constant and hober's descendant, and then have toran take her surname instead of the opposite. then i'm very down for it

#it's a way to tie her/them to preexisting characters in the public's mind #i don't care for toran i should also say that 😃 #foundation #personal #also if they never have bayta making dinner i'll also thank them

[igrpdc]

IGRPDC 2023 sign-ups are closed!

Thank you to all who signed up for your interest!

The authors participating in IGRPDC 2023 are:

​@iamanonniemouse

@stormofsharpthings

@mister-eames

@bayta-darell

anticline (@strangegeology)

@citrinesunset

seles (@seleswrites)

@hideyseek

The first prompt will be revealed on Friday, March 10 at 2AM EST (click here for your time zone!)

Writers, please check your emails for rules and guidelines. Good luck!

#inception #igrpdc #igrpdc 2023 #participants

[the-l-spacer]

Bayta darell character of all time with the worst name imaginable

#she rocks tho #I think the mule is great bc it’s the first time in foundation we actually get 1- good villain and 2- good female character #amy reads asimov

[amethysttribble]

Do Not Swear by the Moon

For @bayta-darell, who mentioend in the tags of @lesbianhaleth’s Ainur/Elf ship poll that they’d never seen Tilion/Celegorm fic but liked the ship in theory, and I decided I had a civic duty. (I fulfilled my civic duty in 40 min, forgive the lack of editing and the roughness)

Shout-out to Ainur canon asexuality and my ever-present ainursexual Celegorm headcanon.

Tilion has had Elven friends before, but Tyelkormo was a little different.

The Elves are the most beautiful things in Arda, Olorin once said to him, and Tilion did not believe him at the time.

The Elves were fun; Tilion had thought that much since he stalked his master’s procession across the Hither Lands, keeping Elves from getting lost or hurt or stolen. At least where he could. 

He also knew the Elves to be very silly; they occupied themselves with little arguments and little arrangements. Each group of them- Teler, Vanyar, Noldor- had their own strange proclivities and complexities that they took quite seriously, and Tilion could smile and encourage and laugh at them, but he had little time for it.

The ones his master, Orome, took on were talented; skilled and clever hunters, who knew how to hide themselves even while trapped in physical forms and make themselves fearsome even while soft. Tilion admired them, and enjoyed teaching them, and befriending some of them, after a time.

But by and large, Tilion was someone whose chief joys was to let his spirit run fierce and high with his fellow Ainur- which no Elf could keep up with- and then retreat to the Gardens or Lorien to sink into dreams that took him to the Firmament and the Timeless Halls once more. These were not the joys of the Elves. There were those among his brethren who were more grounded and enjoyed the pasttimes of the quendi. That was not where Tilion saw beauty.

Except... except that here and now, upon the shore of the lake that girded the eastern side of Ezellohar, Tilion looked upon Tyelkormo in the light of just dawned Laurelin.

And he was beautiful.

They had stalked far to make it to this lake in time, and then enjoyed the morning shooting ducks. It was Tyelkormo’s idea to strip from their clothes and help the dogs fetch their prizes from the water, and then to swim with their hounds. Tilion was- as he often was with this prince- helpless to deny him, not when his suggestions simply... fun and silly and irrepressible. 

Now they relaxed upon the green grass, Tilion upon his back and Tyelkormow sitting up, straining towards Laurelin, a wide-toothy grin on his face, even as his eyes were closed. 

Tilion was taken with the desire to touch him.

He lifted a hand up and ran a thumb over Tyelkormo’s cheek. This strange and pretty creature before him leaned into it, mouth still open in a smile, and even nipped at his thumb with his teeth.

Tilion chuckled.

“Do you act this wild in your father’s court?”

“In my father’s court? Oh, yes,” Tylekormo laughed. “In my grandfather’s? Now that is another story.”

He flopped to the ground, but Tilion kept his hand on Tyelkormo’s cheek, taken by this moment in a way he rarely was while awake. He pressed a nail he’d willed onto his form into that cheek, and Tyelkormo let him.

Tilion was reminded of the first time he’d touched this Elf’s skin, when he marred it.

They did not even know each other’s name. But Tilion had made some glib statement to another member of Orome’s retinue about Feanaro and Tyelkormo was loathe to let anyone but himself speak ill of his father. He poked a bow he’d been restringing against Tilion’s chest.

Insult my father again.

Your father? Tilion had replied, embarrassed and surprised and unprepared for what came next.

My father.

Tyelkormo’s Elven fist had cracked across Tilions face, and it had stung his artificial skin and made his artificial blood race. He had tackled Tyelkormo to the ground and returned the favor in kind before a single thought could go through his head. It was only as the Elven boy kneed him in the stomach and he bit at his shoulder that he thought, if the Elf wants to settle this like wolves...

Huan broke them apart, furious with them both, having apparently pack-bonded with the little Elf prince. He was disappointed and angry at them for fighting among comrades, and a scolding was never a good thing to receive from Huan. They were even placed before Orome to resolve the squabble.

Tilion and Tyelkormo had long since resolved the squabble, though. The exchange of fists and feet and teeth has erased any insult, any escalation.

Do I want to know? Master Orome asked them.

Probably not, Tyelkormo replied with a grin.

Wil this happen again?

Probably yes, Tilion cheerfully said.

And that was the end. Except for, of course, the many more tussles he and Tyelkormo got in, and hunting techniques he helped the Elf perfect, and the times wherein Tilion used his own spirit to help him dip into the Song itself; a ritual so sacred and dangerous that very few Elves attempted it and very few Maiar assisted.

But Tilion kept inventing reasons to touch Tyelkormo for some reason, and he might have just figured out why.

Tyelkormo’s skin was hot to the touch, like a flame burned within him. His spirit was bright and enthralling, and Tilion had never seen anything quite like him, among Ainur or Elves. He was- simply put- beauitful.

“Are you actually thinking something,” Tyelkormo asked, silvery hair threaded with the bright grass, skin still glistening with water, “or are you just staring off into the distance as you are sometimes wont to do?”

“I am thinking,” Tilion said, “A rare occurrence, sure, but something I do ever now and again.”

Tyelkormo laughed. He was so liberal with his laughter, which was a bit of a crime, because Tilion liked the sound enough to want it to be a harder prize to win.

“What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking I’d like to kiss you.”

Tyelkormo did not move besides his eyes widening a little and his mouth falling open a tad. Tyelkormo was so bombastic, so without shame, so learned and used to wonder that it was often times hard to shock him. This was a worthy trophy to hunt, Tilion was glad he’d caught such a sight today.

He would like more new sights.

“May I kiss you?” he asked.

Tilion had never done it before. But he’d never had an Elf friend before to pursue such hroa-based pleasures with. And Tilion did like his lazy pleasures and he did like Tyelkormo. 

Tyelkormo, for his part, blushed. 

“I- uh, yes?” he stuttered, uncharacteristically. He was nervous. Another rare sight.

But Tilion had taught Tyelkormo to breathe in the Song of the Ainur and to shoot a bow while on horseback, upside down, he knew the Elf’s nervousness faded quickly once there was excitement in the air. Hopefully he could incite some excitement? That was the goal of a kiss, wasn’t it?

With his permission granted, Tilion leaned in close, pressed his lips to Tyelkormo’s. 

His mouth tasted like lake water and the wine they’d been passing back and forth. He was warm, and their breathes- Tyelkormo’s real and rapid, Tilion affected and slow- mingled together for a time. Tilion did not know what was next. He started to pull back.

Tyelkormo chased him.

Their mouth crashed back together and this time, Tyelkormo opened his wide. On instinct, Tilion pushed his tongue inside and swiped over Tyelkormo’s, which made him shudder. The next he knew, there was a push against his shoulder, making him lie flat again, and Tyelkormo was straddling his waist, their mouths sealed together.

Tilion made a pleased sound, and took the opportunity to use one hand to card through Tyelkormo’s gorgeous hair and the other caress the skin at his hip.

They remained in that position for some time, their mouths pushing and pulled against each other, and it was exciting and slow at the same time, a decidedly new kind of joy. Tilion enjoyed it, but Tyelkormo seemed to enjoy it greatly, as when he pulled back, his entire face and part of his chest was flush red and he was panting.

“You sing,” Tyelkormo gasped, tossing his head back as he shuddered again. Tilion tried to run his hands soothingly up and down his sides. “I can feel your fea vibrating through me. It’s... a lot.”

“I didn’t expect that,” Tilion said, frowning. “Is it bad? I don’t want to hurt you like this-”

“It’s good,” he said, shaking his head and wet hair wildly. “It’s good, I- I’ve never wanted someone like this before. You’re amazing.”

Tilion hummed in consideration. 

“Like this? I would have thought you more experienced with your kindred. I’ve never kissed before, I was hoping you’d teach me. You did seem to know what you were doing when you put me on my back,” he teased.

“No,” Tyelkormo laughed, “no, I’ve never thought any of my kindred to look or feel that desirable. But my brother, Carnistir, he thinks a new girl is that desirable every week and he tells me- we tell each other everything.”

“Will you tell him this?” Tilion asked, still running his hands over the Elf. He did not care either way, but he’d be curious to know how Tyelkormo explained this sensation they’d just shared.

Tilion knew what words he’d use to describe it to Arien, next time he visisted Lorien. Like drinking good wine or eating good food or any other Elven pleasure. Not something he needed, not something he felt a drive towards, but certainly something to be enjoyed for it’s own sake, even without the desperation of a hroa.

But Tyelkormo...

“I don’t know,” he breathed out, smiling... perhaps a little shyly. “I don’t know. Maybe this just stays between us, here.”

“Between us, here,” Tilion said, “and with Huan, who is keeping the dogs away but has still no doubt noticed.”

“Yeah, precisely,” Tyelkormo said, leaning down.

Tilion kissed him again, and resolved that while by and large Elves were not the most beautiful things in Arda, his Elf was the exception.

#does this have a ship name I don't even know #celegorm/tilion #celegorm #tilion #the silmarillion #tolkien #tribble post #fanfic

[solelystarling]

Here is my @aftgexchange gift for @bayta-darell 

Alvarez and Laila are carving pumpkins to decorate the dorm

#aftg #aftg exchange #alvarez #laila dermott #all for the game #the foxhole court #digital art #fan art #my art #do they have a shipname? #I do not know

[communistchilchuck]

i said im done with foundation but i just remembered bayta darell and dors venabili. i love you two forever

[inceptgen]

We’re already halfway through InceptGen 2022!

And people have created some wonderful fanworks already! Here’s a list, if you’ve missed any so far:

Yusuf Moodboard by @mister-eames

a haiku (about Saito’s carpet!) by @seleswrites

Inception Gen Recs 2022 by @bayta-darell

of the deep blue by @seleswrites

We all yearn for— by @halfofawhole

The dream has become their reality by @halfofawhole

the joker is me by @mister-eames

Ariadne edit by @belbeten

After a while, it becomes the only way you can dream by @halfofawhole

If you still have works you’d like to create, don’t worry! InceptGen is continuing through the end of November!

And if you want to create something with Halloween vibes, consider counting it towards the lovely @inceptiontrick-or-treat​ event too!

Posting day for Inception Trick or Treat is October 31. More details about the event can be found here!

#inceptgen2022 #master list #inceptgen #inception #mister eames #seleswrites #bayta darell #halfofawhole #gifset #edit #moodboard #haiku #fanfic

[prurientpuddlejumper]

idk if there is literally any The Mule fandom whatsoever, so if there is & you have a preference, now is your time XD

#I'm leaning a certain way but I have notes for both lol #foundation series #isaac asimov #foundation and empire #the mule

[avoyagetoarcturus]

Goldberry (wearing some of the Cardolanian loot Tom scavenged from the Barrow-downs) for @bayta-darell for the @officialtolkiensecretsanta 2020! 🎅🎄

#tss2020 #goldberry #lord of the rings #lotr #tolkien #barrow downs #women in armor #lady knights #bayta-darell #the lord of the rings #lord of the rings fan art #lord of the rings fanart #in the house of tom bombadil #fog on the barrow-downs #the fellowship of the ring #tolkien secret santa #cottagecore #watercolor #my art #fanart

[inceptionfandombirthdays]

Enjoy your special day today, @bayta-darell!

You can read her stories on AO3!

#inception #inception fandom birthdays #bayta-darell

[theloneliestshipper]

Hey!!! Just wanted to say that I've never seen anyone else who ships Leia/Boba Fett - you're doing the good work over here! I'm so excited I found your blog :)

YES! Love to find more Leia/Boba fans! 

#boba fett/princess leia #rebelbounty #rarepair hell #A FRIEND #bayta-darell