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the-elusive-soleil · 3 months

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Some things that might have happened if the Valar had gone to war with Morgoth immediately after the Silmaril theft, and evacuated the Sindar, Avari, and very first Men to Aman to escape the continental destruction:

Nobody swears any Oaths. Feanor doesn't get the chance to, because the Valar go after Morgoth before he can.

He would have liked to go help with the war, but the Valar have made it clear that the Eruhini need to keep out from underfoot, and Ulmo is actually enforcing this one.

Feanor does contribute weapon designs in exchange for the promise of the Silmarils being returned to him ASAP.

(We have the sun and moon, I feel like I should say. The Valar made them when they needed light sources for the war and it was clear they weren't getting the Silmarils back all that soon.)

There's a lot of excitement when the new arrivals show up. Olwe is ecstatic to see his brother again - with a Maiarin wife and a daughter, too!

Thingol is upset about losing his realm and also grieving his friend FInwe, but cautiously intrigued to meet Finwe's family.

Feanor has become High King of the Noldor at least in name, but in practice what's developed is that Fingolfin and Maedhros and Caranthir and Turgon handle a lot of the day-to-day and Feanor is so busy crafting that he never noticed the shift. No one is super interested in telling him.

Thingol very nearly breaks it all open by accident, but they avoid a crisis just in time.

The Avari disappear into the outlands and forests and assimilate as little as possible.

Thingol and Melian start up a new city, but it's...not quite the same.

Luthien is restless. Her parents' new city might not have a girdle, but she feels fenced in anyway - partially with her parents not wanting her to stray too far in this strange new place, and partially because she's the one and only half-Maia and stunningly beautiful and everyone wants a piece of her, so to speak.

Funnily enough, certain of the Feanorians know exactly how those itchy feet feel, and her father doesn't hate them in this timeline.

She's not into hunting to kill things, really, but Celegorm teaches her this neat trick that sometimes you can just say you're 'going hunting' and head off to the woods to do whatever you want, like running just for the sake of it or dancing without anyone watching you, and no one will ask any questions.

She ends up spending a lot of time with him and the twins and Aredhel.

(Celegorm and Luthien eventually get married, because why not.)

(Melian gives her blessing on the condition that their firstborn son marries Nimloth, who goes along with it because she trusts Melian's foresight. Or, alternatively, they might have a daughter who marries Beren when he comes along; that'd be a fun twist.)

(The point is that Elrond and Elros eventually exist. They aren't in need of adoption, but they develop a surprising bond with their uncle Maglor.)

Almost forgot, the dwarves got brought over, too.

Caranthir does a lot of the negotiation with them, since his bluntness meshes best with their ways.

They and the Men keep having new generations be born and die, and it's...an adjustment for the elves.

Finrod, nonetheless, becomes great friends with a Man called Balan and his folk.

Caranthir encounters a Haladin woman named Haleth when she comes to court to arrange for greater independence for her people. He's in love at first sight. It takes her a little longer.

None of Caranthir's family understands why he'd choose to go through the eventual heartbreak of losing a spouse, but he ignores them all, and gets married anyway.

They have an astounding number of children. This is partially because they have better proximity and aren't in survival mode, partially because it takes them a sec to figure out how human conception works, and partially because Caranthir wants there to be as much Haleth in the world as possible before she's inevitably gone.

Hurin Thalion and Morwen have three lovely children. Nienor probably has a different name. Lalaith lives to an astoundingly old age, healthy as a horse.

Tuor and Idril, of course, get together. Turgon is a bit less enthusiastic about it this time, what with Tuor just being A Guy and not Ulmo's champion, but when would that ever stop Idril. Tuor does die eventually, but they have a good life till then.

Feanor ends up liking the Men and dwarves a lot more than anyone thought he would. He learns All The Languages, and loves to swap techniques with the dwarves and bounce off Men's ingenuity.

Also, the Sindar introduce a radical notion called marriage counseling, which is apparently something you invent if you're coping with Arda Marred instead of trying to maintain an assumption of perfection. They've also invented family therapy. Feanor and Nerdanel, and really the whole House of Finwe, benefit hugely from this.

Oh, and elf/dwarf relationships become hugely popular among the Noldor, because when your dwarf spouse dies you can literally go see them at Aule's house still as long as you're discreet about it, so no one bats an eye when Celebrimbor announces his engagement to the craftswoman Narvi some time down the line.

#silmarillion #alternate universe #feanor #house of feanor #house of finwe #halenthir #celebrimbor x narvi #also i'm not sure how this happened but #celegorm x luthien #mutual and everything #huh #fix-it

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friendlyneighborhoodplebeian · 10 months

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Circa burning of Mahal’s halls

Elrond and Celebrimbor appearing before Mahal.

Mahal: *sigh* Let me guess, you’re here for your husbands too.

Celebrimbor: Yes.

Elrond: It’s complicated—

Mahal: Go. Just go.

Elrond and Celebrimbor: Thank you.

#Lotr #I have yet to read #the silmarillion #🤷‍♀️#I’ve watched #rings of power #tho #and read a lot on the lotr wiki #Idk what #elrond x durin #ship name is #Same with #Celebrimbor x Narvi #Mahal #elrond #elrond peredhel #celebrimbor

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camille-lachenille · 1 year

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Day 1 of All of Arda is Autistic 2023:

Prompt: laughing out loud

Rating: Gen

Queerplatonic Celebrimbor/Narvi

The peace of the workshop, only troubled by the scratching of a quill against parchment and the rhythm of the hammer on the anvil, was suddenly disturbed by a loud rumbling sound. Startled, Celebrimbor almost dropped his hammer and the still reddish piece of metal he was working on his feet in his haste to see what was going on. To his utter amazement, the sound came from Narvi. The Dwarrowdam was bent over a piece of parchment, her stout figure shaking.

“Narvi, are you alright?” Celebrimbor asked his friend, worry already gnawing at him. She looked up with teary eyes and, to the Elf’s relief and wonder, she was shaking with mirth.

“I… I can’t believe it…” she wheezed, gesturing at the parchment in front of her. “You really used the pun for the Doors!” she managed to explain. Celebrimbor felt his face crack in a grin.

“I did. I can’t wait to see people scratch their beards for hours to find the password when it’s right under their nose.” This time, Narvi let out a howl of laughter before collapsing on the workbench in a cackling pile, far from her usual composure that was often qualified of stone-faced. It was all it took for Celebrimbor to burst out laughing too, free and unrestrained in sharing his dearest friend’s joy.

#all of arda is autistic 2023 #tolkien #the silmarillion #celebrimbor #narvi #autistic characters #queerplatonic relationship #celebrimbor x narvi #trans narvi #ficlet #writing prompt #autism acceptance month

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silmsmutweek · 7 months

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ROUND-UP: ELF/MORTAL

All creations are Mature or Explicit unless marked as *sfw. Please see work tags for warnings.

Aegnor/Andreth I hate you, I love you by @between-thepages One Little Lie by Elves_Behaving_Badly

Bëor/Finrod A Harmony Refracted by @eilinelsghost

Beren/Lúthien An Offering Before the Fairest by @daegred-winsterhand the red blood flowing by Anonymous

Caranthir/Haleth The first of many glorious nights by @a-world-of-whimsy-5 Day 4 by @isilwhore

Caranthir/Haleth/Original Characters Put to the Test by @maglor-my-beloved

Celebrimbor/Narvi Untitled by @sallysavestheday *sfw & Gimli/Legolas Elf-Dwarf Coupling by @welcomingdisaster

Idril/Tuor/Voronwë Day 4 by @tethysresort

Maeglin/Túrin WiP excerpt by @jaz-the-bard

Míriel/Tar-Míriel Queens of Númenor by @maglor-my-beloved

Nellas/Niënor Day 1 by @slightnettles

Orodreth/Túrin Solace by @polutrope

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caliawen · 1 year

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Safe And Sound

Pairing = Celebrimbor x Reader

Genre = General audiences

General ratings = fluff (only fluff <3)

Content warnings = none

Cálë = light (Quenya)

Reader’s gender = no explicit gender (you/your)

Word count = 2,2k

Notes = I hope you enjoy! Here are some words you should know before you read = Meleth nîn means ‘my love’, Vanimelda is the highest word of praise for beauty, Gamil means ‘old’ in Khuzdûl and Bund means ‘head’ in Khuzdûl so Gamilbund means ‘old head’, Cidinn means ‘small’ and tuig means ‘sprout/shoot/sapling’ so Cidinntuig means ‘small sprout’, Zigil means ‘silver’ in Khuzdûl and Gáld means ‘bright’ in Khuzdûl so Zigilgáld means ‘bright silver’ and finally, Sirya- means ‘to flow, to flow [smoothly]’ and Cálë means ‘light’ so Siryacálë means ‘flowing light’ (so many words 💀)

In the comfort and security of your chambers, you checked yourself in your mirror. Tonight was a special night, as the whole of Eregion celebrated it’s Lord’s birthday. Indeed, today was your love’s begetting day. Tyelpë tended to downplay such events and to say that they were unnecessary. He didn’t particularly enjoy being the center of attention. However, this time, you had made sure everything would be comfortable for your love. The party would take place outside, near the trees so that beautiful lamps could hang from their branches.

You had put your blood, sweat and soul into planning this party. It had to be perfect for Celebrimbor. So, as you checked yourself in the mirror, you weren’t satisfied. You had picked your best outfit and prettiest jewelry, however, something was missing. It frustrated you to not know what was wrong. Even if you knew that Celebrimbor couldn't care less about what you wore, you still wanted to be dressed according to the event. As you looked again at your outfit critically, a knock startled you out of your assessment.

You smiled as you knew who would be there. As you opened the door and your suspicions were confirmed, you beamed at the person. Celebrimbor was magnificent in his red and gold tunic. He was also looking at you like you had created Arda and hung the stars in the sky before coming down to grant him your love, and that warmed your heart beyond words. You let your husband enter your shared chambers, rolling your eyes a little as you realized he had knocked, again. No matter how many times you reminded him that your shared chambers were, well, shared, he still insisted on knocking every time before letting you open the door. You honestly couldn’t care less if he walked in on you changing, anyway he had seen you naked plenty of times already.

“Hello, meleth nîn” he calmly said.

“Hello, Tyelpë” you said, as your lips turned upwards in joy.

Your husband approached you while looking at you up and down, obviously appreciating the effort you put into dressing yourself. His eyes seemed to shine and sparkle as Tirion offered his love to them. The light silver was brought out by his night black hair, styled more fancily than normal. His lips looked delectable and plump as cherries and made you want to kiss him, badly.

You were, once again, startled out of your thoughts by your love, as he approached you and embraced you. His bare arms encircled you and you couldn’t help but appreciate the muscles in them, flexing and moving as he slowly trailed his hand up and down your back. Celebrimbor seemed to love doing that, for some unknown reason. He pressed a kiss to your head and then murmured :

“I have a gift for you, vanimelda.”

“Really? Meleth, I should be the one saying that, it is your birthday after all!” You replied jokingly.

Celebrimbor simply smiled before taking out a relatively middle-sized velvet box from one of his pant’s pockets. He offered it to you, still looking at you like you were a gift from Eru. You took the box, quietly thanking your husband, before opening his gift and gasping. Inside the box was a magnificent necklace, made from your husband’s hands and tailored exclusively for you. It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry you had ever seen. You looked from the necklace towards your husband, before looking back at the necklace and then at your husband. You smiled, touched and quietly asked Celebrimbor to put it on you.

You turned around and let your love put on his gift for you. You looked in the mirror and smiled, for you had finally found what had been missing. The necklace fitted the outfit perfectly and even matched your eyes. You turned around and kissed Celebrimbor, who made a surprised but delighted noise, before enclosing you in his strong arms. As you detached yourselves from each other, you both put your forehead on the other’s. It was like this most of the time with Celebrimbor : full of love and calmness. You were each other’s fortresses.

“Well, Meleth, I’m afraid we’ll have to go now or we’ll be late.” You whispered, afraid to break the tender moment.

“Alright my love. You know I really appreciate your efforts at planning this party? I don’t want me saying that ‘it wasn’t necessary’ let you think the opposite. Although I still stand by the point that a private little party with only us too would have also been perfect.”

You smiled and kissed your husband’s cheek, before leaving your chambers.

As you walked in the practically empty corridors, you pushed and joked with each other, giggling like teenagers all the while. It was refreshing to let go entirely of responsibilities for just one night. The people of Ost-in-Edhil all were okay with this, seeing at how well you and Celebrimbor took care of the city. It was also partly because it was the only night you could offer a gift to the Lord without having to fight to get Celebrimbor to accept it.

It was always a joy to give Tyelpë things, because you knew he was always grateful when he received any kind of gift. He cherished everything he received, even little branches or empty snails’ shells given by children. He kept everything on shelves that were reserved for this exact reason. It was always endearing to watch him happily put something new on a shelf.

As you both arrived at the party, multiple voices raised in joy, shouting “happy birthday”’s and “there they are!”’s. Celebrimbor took the time to stop and talk with everyone who called out to him. As he was busy talking with Elrond, who had taken the time to come and celebrate his favorite cousin’s birthday, you walked away mischievously. In fact, there was a surprise awaiting your loving husband and you almost vibrated with excitement.

As you took a glass of your favorite beverage, someone said your name loudly, making you turn with a smile on your face. There, with a whole chicken thigh in his hand, stood Narvi. As usual, his kind face was illuminated by his wonderful smile, displaying his white teeth. You put your hand on your forehead and lightly hit it with your fist, before hitting Narvi’s forehead with it. Narvi did the same, for the exception that he hit your hand instead. It was a greeting that you two had adopted to replace the usual Dwarf greeting. After all, the height difference between the two of you made it so that you couldn’t knock your foreheads together. Not that you’d ever have done it anyway, you’d probably have ended up with a concussion.

“Haa, how wonderful to see ya again, Gamilbund! It has been too long!”

“Indeed, Cidinntuig, it has been too long! How have you been?”

“Oh, I’ve been well! But more interestingly, it’s wonderful to be here! It’s clear ya worked ya’ arse off to put this together!”

“Ah, many thanks, I tried! I just feel like Tyelpë deserves the best, you know?”

“Indeed I do, Gamilbund! Now, I’m really sorry, but I need to give good ol’ Zigilgáld the gift I brought!” He said, taking a bite out of the chicken thigh.

You laughed, before shooing him away and towards Celebrimbor.

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Tyelpë was extremely funny to watch when given gifts. Indeed, you laughed so much you couldn’t breathe properly when you saw him try to fight Narvi because the gift was ‘too much’. The two being completely and utterly stubborn made it only funnier. When they weren’t agreeing on something, they butted heads aggressively but lovingly.

“I insist, Zigilgáld! I made it for ya and only ya! I ain’t goin’ to give this to someone else!”

“Cidinntuig, this is too much! I can’t accept this, I’d be forever in your debt! I’d have to claw my way to your Father’s halls to give you presents at each of your birthdays!”

“Don’t be ridiculous and just accept tha’ gift, my friend. Or I’ll make you!”

“Narvi!”

Your attention was stolen from the two bickering adults by someone tapping your shoulder. You turned around and smiled as you saw Elrond. Indeed, he had helped you form your plan and get the materials necessary to make it come to life. As it turned out, you and Elrond got along extremely well. It was fun to let out your mischievous streak with someone that could match it.

“Everything is ready!” He said, clearly excited about this.

“Wonderful! We’ll just have to wait until Tyelpë has accepted Narvi’s gift.”

“Ah, I hope he won’t take thirty years to accept.”

You smiled with Elrond at his joke and turned your attention back to the now arguing Narvi and Celebrimbor. At least, it seemed like Tyelpë had accepted the gift. You looked at Elrond and nodded.

Seconds later, magnificent lanterns rose from the Earth to go float in the Sky. Narvi and Celebrimbor stopped arguing, raising their heads to look at the lanterns. Your lover’s mouth was open and his eyes were full of amazement. Letting lanterns go up in the sky on someone’s birthday was a Noldorin tradition that was practiced mostly in Valinor. You knew this because on a calm night, Celebrimbor had told you about the first time he remembers seeing the Siryacálë. He had climbed on his father’s shoulders to look at them more closely, mouth agape. He had spent the rest of the night questioning his grandfather about the lanterns.

Soft music started playing as the lanterns stopped being released. People smiled and craned their necks to have a better look at the Siryacálë, for they seemed to dance in the gentle breeze, harmonizing perfectly with Tirion’s soft gleam and the Stars’ glow. You looked towards Celebrimbor and saw him approaching at a leisurely pace, his eyes still glued to the lanterns. Your heart was overflowing with joy, for the look in Tyelpë’s eyes was priceless. Such joy and happiness was held in it, it made the stress of making this party perfect worth it.

People started to dance to the soft melody, raising their voices to sing and hum along. Your love arrived at your side, still smiling.

“Thank you, meleth nîn,.. a thousand words cannot begin to describe how grateful I am to you for tonight.”

“It is nothing you do not deserve, my love.”

“Well, in this case… would you accord me this dance, vanimelda?”

You smiled, before responding : “Of course, my love!”

Your husband took your hand and led you to the circle of dancers. Dancing with Celebrimbor was a rare experience but still something that you enjoyed immensely. The way you were encased in his arms made you feel like you two were in an impenetrable bubble, protected from the rest of the world. Just the two of you, dancing and listening to music, basking in each other’s presence. Celebrimbor had that special something that made people feel comfortable around him. Around him, you felt like no harm could ever befall you. You were safe and sound. Always.

Suddenly, Celebrimbor picked you up and twirled you around, smiling as you laughed and asked him not-so-gently to put you down. As he obliged your request, he kissed you, or well, tried to. You were both smiling too much to kiss properly, but you didn’t mind. This moment was perfect and you would exchange it for nothing.

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Later on, when everyone was leaving to go sleep in their chambers, you and Tyelpë decided to do the same. Elrond and Narvi made sure to boast loudly that they had succeeded in giving Celebrimbor, The Celebrimbor, a gift. They laughed as Celebrimbor threatened to give them a better present at their birthday, and how would that feel, eh?

You tugged Tyelpë to your chambers, humming the songs they had played all the while. As you entered your chambers, Celebrimbor picked you up and went to place you on the plushy couch on the exterior balcony connected to your chambers. He went back to put his gifts lovingly and carefully on his shelves, before joining you outside again, closing the door-window after him. He let himself fall on the couch beside you, smiling as you tutted at him. You put your head on his shoulder before yawning, feeling your tiredness creeping onto you.

Celebrimbor smiled as you placed yourself more comfortably on him, hugging one of his biceps, while his forearm caressed your back in circular motions. He hummed a song he vaguely remembered his mother and uncles singing to him on one of his birthdays. It reminded him of you, in an unexplainable way.

You felt yourself slip into Irmo’s arms as Celebrimbor hummed to you. You felt safe in his arms. Tyelpë radiated heat and so you felt comfortable even if the breeze was a little cold, for your husband protected you from it.

“I love you, Tyelpë..”

“I love you, vanimelda.”

You fell asleep to the feeling of the crown of your head being kissed.

End notes : I hope you enjoyed! Thank you for reading!

@theladyvanya @noldorinpainter

#the silmarillion #celebrimbor #tyelpë #tyelpe #tyelperinquar #x reader #celebrimbor x reader #tyelpë x reader #tyelpe x reader #tyelperinquar x reader #fluff #love #best husband celebrimbor #best cousin elrond #best friend narvi #so much fluff #only fluff #Safe And Sound

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3ampeidd · 4 months

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Heyy your art is beautiful 💖 Do you like celebrimbor x narvi ship as well?

friendship

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ringsofpowervalentinesweek · 1 year

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Hello everyone! If you’re reading this, welcome to Rings of Power Valentines Week 2023! Thank you so much for your interest. Events like this help keep the fandom alive and thriving while we wait for season two to drop.

This is an event meant to celebrate the various relationships presented in The Rings of Power, whether romantic, platonic, or somewhere in between.

Below are some basic rules of the event and a quick FAQ. Please read it through thoroughly.

Love you all and I look forward to seeing what you guys make!

Event Rules

The event will start on Valentines Day (2/14/23) at 6AM PST and run until 2/21/23, closing at 12:00AM PST.

I will be tracking the tag #tropvalentinesweek2023 and do my best to reblog everything, but I’m just one person! To help me out you can also @ this blog, and if I haven’t reblogged your post then also feel free to message this blog with a link to remind me!

Here is the list of prompts - you can post as much for one prompt as you want! And you can skip prompts if you’re not a fan of one, or disregard prompts entirely and do whatever your heart desires. They’re just a guide. :)

This is a LGBTQIA+ friendly space. Terfs absolutely are not welcome in any form. And I want to make it especially clear that people and content on the aroace spectrum are welcome!

All kinds of content are welcome, whether that be fics, headcannons, art, edits, fanvids, reader-inserts, cosplay, poetry, music, podfics, calligraphy, tiktoks, or handcrafts — if you make it, I’ll reblog it!

Absolutely no ship-shaming. If you don’t like a ship, then don’t consume the content. Ships will be tagged character x character (romantic) and character + character (platonic). If you don’t like a ship or it squicks you, please feel free to blacklist the tag. Harassment and negative comments about ships may bar you from participating in the event in the future

If you are posting to AO3 - you can add your work to the event collection! Optional, but highly recommended :)

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FAQ:

Do I Have to Sign Up?

Nope! All you have to do to participate and have your work shared is add it to the hashtag and preferably @ the blog

Do I Have to Follow the Prompts?

Nope! The prompts are there to jog creative juices, but you don’t have to follow them if you don’t want to.

Can I Post Late Or Skip a Day?

Yep! You don’t have to do every single day, and if you post a couple days late on a prompt that’s totally fine. Posting after the event closes is also fine, but sharing won’t happen nearly as fast or as reliably because I will no longer be actively tracking the tag.

Is NSFW Content Okay?

Yep! But please tag it as such and stick any explicit content under a read more.

Are Platonic and Queerplatonic Relationships Okay?

Absolutely!!! This is an event for all kinds of relationships and there will be days specifically devoted to those kinds of relationships as well, but you can post that kind of content all throughout the event.

Are OT3s/Polyamory Welcome?

Yes!

Am I Limited ONLY to Characters and Places in the Show?

Preferably, your work should include characters from the show, but you are absolutely not limited to what they have covered. Anything from Tolkien’s legendarium that tickles your brain is welcome, whether that’s kidnap fam, Celebrimbor and Narvi, Elwing and Eärendil, Celeborn, Celebrían, etc. etc.

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If you have any further questions, please feel free to message this blog, drop an ask, or message me on @gi-nathlam-hi

Happy posting! Have a dumb Elrond doodle per fandom tradition.

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tathrin · 7 months

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💚 a ship that you think deserves more love

[from this ask meme]

Okay hear me out: Celebrimbor/Narvi/Sauron.

It's a disaster! It's three incredibly talented smiths trying to one-up one another all the time; it's three creative outcasts supporting one another in their shared craft; it's three people from the most different possible backgrounds imaginable coming together to forge something greater than any one of them could have made alone.

It's beautiful! It's the heart of what the Gwaith-i-Mírdain was supposed to be about... (and only one of them knows that it's been rotten at the core all along.)

It's hopeful! It's overcoming suspicion and distrust on all sides with the power of love... (and then dying alone in the dark.) It's doomed! It's lovely! It's tragic! It's terrible!

It never could have ended well...but it could have ended better than this.

(Is Celebrimbor's grief over Narvi's mortal death part of how Annatar entices him to push further than before and make the Rings of Power? Rings that greatly extend the lifespan of whatever mortal wears them? Rings that could have kept Narvi alive and with them if they'd only been forged sooner?)

(Is Narvi's distrust of Annatar part of what pushes Celebrimbor to overlook his own suspicions of the maia? Because after all, he and Narvi were suspicious of one another at first, and now look at all they have done together! Or maybe it was the other way around; maybe Celebrimbor was the one who distrusted this ostensible emissary of the Valar, and good-hearted Narvi who urged Celebrimbor to open his heart again...)

(Is Annatar's initial dismissal of Narvi part of what first draws them all together, as Celebrimbor determines to prove to this stuffy maia that Aulë's children are just as noble and good and talented as those of Illuvatar, even as Narvi shrugs and shrugs it off because it's hardly the first time someone has looked down on a dwarf...

...but Celebrimbor won't allow anyone so smart to be stupid enough to disrespect his beloved, and he pushes and pushes and pushes until Annatar finally sees and agrees; and then when the three of them finally do put their heads together there's nothing, nothing they can't do...unfortunately for everyone.)

(Maybe Sauron did think briefly about just being Annatar; maybe he let himself toy with the idea that he could really, truly, be happy without domination; could be happy here, in Ost-in-Edhil, with them... but mortals die. Mortals die. And Annatar, even with all his necromantic arts, could not stop that. He needed more power. He needed to never, ever let that happen to anyone he cared about again. He needed the Rings...which meant that Annatar had to die too, and leave only Sauron to remain.)

(Is the strength of Narvi's heart, distilled in their thoughts as they craft the Rings, part of why the Dwarven Rings are less devastatingly corruptive than the Nine? Because they were forged with a knowledge and respect of dwarven strength, and so they can only strengthen dwarves—especially their worst aspects admittedly—rather than consume them, as Men are consumed?)

(Maybe the strength of a dwarven heart, the unshakable mountain of dwarven love, was briefly enough to hold the past at bay; to let Celebrimbor step beyond his fear of what the works of his family's hands could do, and embrace the risk of forging to the very best of his ability, because he knew that Narvi would be there to steady him...and if not for Narvi, he would never have had the courage to follow Annatar into the making of the Rings.)

(Did losing Narvi—and worse, watching Celebrimbor lose Narvi—teach Sauron some of the crucial lessons that allowed the Necromancer to bind and break mortal souls that way he does with his Rings? Or did it just convince him that mortals are weak enough to be dominated after all, given how fast they die?)

(Maybe the strength of a dwarven heart, the unshakable mountain of dwarven love, was briefly enough to hold his past at bay; to let Sauron step beyond Morgoth's shadow and shine as Annatar, as the memory of Mairon that had lain so long dormant: to make for the sake of making alone instead of in pursuit of power and domination. And then, when Narvi died, that shattered and all that was left was the comfort of command and corruption and Sauron, again, for all time; the safety of keeping a wounded heart safe behind hatred.)

(Does Sauron sometimes look at his Nine Ringwraiths and wish that he had Seven more, dwarven-strong and bright and clever, to remind him of better days in Ost-in-Edhil? Or is some small part of him glad not to have seen dwarves corrupted that far? And does he hate that little thread of weakness that his lingering affection for Narvi begets, or does he cherish it as one last reminder of what oh-so-briefly almost was?)

(Maybe they were never all three of them together at once; maybe it was Celebrimbor and Narvi first, and Annatar on the outside trying to worm his way in; not jealous of course, oh no, never jealous of a mere dwarf don't be absurd! but they were such a closed-loop, such a perfect pair and partnership, he could not help but envy them...but mortals are so momentary. Sauron knew all along that all he had to do was wait. Knew that his best entry to Celebrimbor's heart was through Narvi: that by earning Narvi's friendship he would earn Celebrimbor's trust, and then when Narvi—inevitably, as mortals do—died, then the greatest living smith of Middle-earth would be lost and vulnerable and his to mold as he desired...)

(Does jealousy of Narvi—of the fact that Celebrimbor died still loving Narvi, and hating Annatar—drive Sauron to make war on Erebor, to want to see Moria torn down to ruins, to bend all the dwarves finally, finally to his will with the Rings and promises that came so close to almost working once before?)

(Is memory of Narvi why the dwarves of Erebor are given three chances to change their minds and do Sauron's bidding before he tries to destroy them? Does he think that, like Narvi, surely they'll be clever enough to come around eventually...or does he know all along that, like Narvi, they'll be too strong and stubborn to give-in, but he gives them the chance anyway in hopes of getting those clever hands and minds pledged to his cause?)

The Rings were as great as they were because the three of them, together, were made for greatness. The Rings were terrible because love built on a lie always is.

What wonders could they have made together, if Sauron's heart was true? How could he have ever made the Rings at all, if their own hearts hadn't first been won by his lies?

How much of their love was him lying to them, and how much of what came after was him lying to himself?

#there's just SO MUCH potential when you stir the three of them up together i think #silvergifting #celebrimbor x narvi #shipping #emoji shipping asks #lotr #the one ring #rings of power #gwaith i mirdain #celebrimbor #sauron #annatar #narvi #silverdoorsgifting

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junk-whunk-punk · 3 months

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Do you like celebrimbor/narvi ship as well?

Wooo🫣 I fight for global lovas!!❤️‍🔥

Their ship seems damn specific to me: they are, you know, like bromance, both avid and tireless hard workers with twinkles of inspiration in their eyes, both definitely drink beer in taverns after work. As for me, in such conditions the strongest smith ship is built😌 Narvibrimbor has its own charm, but I'm not so obsessed with it😅 But its cool for sure! I mean it!

(p.s. I see them more like colleagues who are damn bros and giggle at each other's jokes about shit during their whole work day)

Thanxeys for an ask kitto🤍🤍🤍

#sirtack purrs back #silmarillion #celebrimbor #tyelpe #celebrimbor x narvi #narvi #narvibrimbor #lovas #loveys💅

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the-elusive-soleil · 7 months

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#silmarillion #kiliel #celebrimbor #narvi #celebrimbor x narvi #the pipeline is weird but real

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i-did-not-mean-to · 8 months

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Kinktober 2023

Ladies and Gents, here is the Masterlist for the Kinktober Challenge, brought to you by @cilil

Body worship & virginity - Caranthir x Finrod

Roleplay/role reversal/CNC & bondage - Thorin x OC/reader

Intercrural sex & wings - Day 1 - Gothmog x Eönwë

Bath/shower & incubi/succubi - Manwë x Ulmo

Cam & temperature play - Daeron x Maglor

Knotting & frottage - Finrod x Wolf-Sauron (dark)

Dirty talk & lingerie - Angbang

Voyeurism & dub-con/non-con - Gríma

(Pseudo) Incest & torture Fëanor x Fingolfin

Orgy & Predator/prey - Day 4 - Celegorm x Oromë x Aredhel

Size difference & friends/enemies with benefits - Glorestor

Breath play & humiliation/degradation - Maglor x Glorfindel for @maglor-my-beloved

Masturbation & massages - Ori x OC

Authority kink & oral - Russingon (for anon)

Somnophilia & impact play - Day 7 - Nerdanel x Anairë

Fingering & aphrodisiacs - Bagginshield

Blood play & wet dreams/dream sex - Nightmare!Irmo x Curufin

ABO & praise kink - Day 3 - Melkor/Maedhros for anon

Telepathy & sex worker/stripper - Gondolin ot3 (for @jaz-the-bard)

Crossdressing & pegging - Day 2 - Námo x Vairë (for @cilil)

Clothed sex & blindfolds- Finwë/Thingol

Electrostimulation & pet play - Finrod/Celegorm/Curufin for MoonLord

Knife/Sword/Gun play & cock warming - Fíli x OC/reader

Hand kink/gloves & toys - Celebrimbor x Narvi for anon

Daddy/Mommy & edging/OD - Théoden x OC/reader

Hate fucking & Emotional/therapy sex - Day 5 - Manwë x Melkor

Glory Hole & breeding kink/creampie - Maeglin x Gondolin (lol) for anon

Boots/feet & intoxication - Beleg x Mablung

Public & Biting/Marking - Day 6 - Curumo x Aiwendil

Tentacles & nipple play - Silvergifting

Extra: Monsterfucking, claustrophilia, mirror play, hypnosis/mind control, dumbification, oviposition, dacryphilia, voice kink, mistaken identity

ʙᴏɴᴜꜱ: Voyeurism, Virginity, and Sex Pollen - Gothmog x Eönwë, Thuri x Ilmarë, Russingon

I will try to write short ficlets for all of these ("try" being the keyword).

Please give it up for @cilil who has compiled this lovely list -> ✨post!✨

The original graphic is under the "read more" <3

And, as if this was not suicidal enough, I'll integrate the 7 days of @silmsmutweek into the roster (in green).

#og post #IDNMT writes #fanfiction #writing #tolkien writing #jrrt #Masterlist #Kinktober 2023 #cilil #Minors DNI

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glorf1ndel · 10 months

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Fic prompt

Celebrimbor x happiness!!!!

Ahh, thank you for this prompt! He deserves all the happiness! Here is your fic. <3

Happiness, Deserved (700 words, gen)

Narvi does his best to comfort a stressed Celebrimbor.

On Ao3 and below!

Recently, Celebrimbor has taken to worrying. His friend Narvi is the first person to notice, and he grows concerned. The Lord of Eregion is the type to dismiss his anxieties with a wave of the hand – or worse, he claims that he has none when Narvi can see the lines of worry on his forehead, as clear as the designs chiseled into the columns that hold up Khazad-dûm. Of all people, Celebrimbor can’t fool Narvi, who has known him for almost fifty years. That may not be much in the lifetime of an Elf, but it is not insignificant for a Dwarf. Narvi expects Celebrimbor to outlive him, but what good is a long life if it is frittered away in distress?

Well, Narvi is not the type to keep his thoughts to himself. He has had many conversations with Celebrimbor about this, and some have gone better than others. But when Celebrimbor nearly drops an anvil on his foot in the smithy, Narvi decides he needs to take a firmer approach.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” he says, once the workday is over. “You’ve been frazzled lately, and I don’t know why.”

Celebrimbor sticks his tongue out at Narvi, like a dwarfling.

“Do you need to know why?”

“I’m not falling for that,” Narvi says. “You play at being easygoing, but you’re so high-strung, it’s unbearable. Your stress is making me stressed.”

“I–I’m sorry,” Celebrimbor mutters. “I’ve just been thinking a lot lately. About my… History. You know what my family has done; there’s a lot to think about.”

Narvi nods. Frankly, this is more than he was expecting to hear. When he replies, the words come out softly.

“You deserve happiness, Tyelpë.”

“Sometimes I feel like I don’t,” Celebrimbor admits. Narvi restrains the urge to roll his eyes and goes to his side. They stand in front of the forge, whose embers are still flickering.

“Why? Because you’re the grandson of Fëanor? That doesn’t make you a killer, Tyelpë. You didn’t swear that oath. You didn’t take anyone’s life. You didn’t do anything.”

“That’s the point!” Celebrimbor whirls toward him. “I did nothing!”

Crossing his arms, Narvi clears his throat and says,

“Weren’t you a child when this kinslaying thing happened?”

“There was more than one kinslaying,” Celebrimbor says impatiently. “The point is, my family – my father – did many cruel things. I wasn’t a child for all of it. But I certainly behaved like one, because I was blind to his faults. When my father and uncle tried to take over Nargothrond, I should have realized. Instead, I only found out when they were exiled from the city. And do you know what I did?”

“What?”

“I cut ties.”

“Nobody could blame you for that.”

“Don’t you see? I should have stayed with him! If I had, maybe he wouldn’t have gone on to do even more horrible things–“

“Maybe,” Narvi echoes, “And maybe not. Who can know for certain? You should not blame yourself for what your father chose to do. You aren’t him.”

“I suppose that’s true –“

“It is certainly true,” Narvi insists. “Listen, Tyelpë, this is what the mind-advisors of Khazad-dûm call “generational trauma.” Now, this may not be the usual version of it, but keep in mind that your father and grandfather underwent great stress in their lives. It is understandable that some of that stress should pass down to you. But it’s not something you should blame yourself for, just as you can’t blame yourself for your father’s deeds–“

Celebrimbor blinks in surprise, then manages something between a laugh and a sob. Narvi welcomes the hug that follows. Wrapping his arms around Celebrimbor, he can feel the tension drain out of the Elf’s body. Narvi believes that a person’s happiness ultimately depends on what is in one’s own heart, not on what other people do. But a dear friend? That is a boon in difficult times.

Perhaps Celebrimbor’s thoughts mirror his own in that moment, because he says,

“You’re a good friend, Narvi.”

“Of course I am,” the Dwarf huffs. “I’m your best friend. Now, can I go on?”

“You certainly can,” says Celebrimbor, and together, they leave the forge.

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