#secrets of elvendale

[elvendoodles]

Hey. Sorry to bug you, but, I have a request for you. Would you mind making some outfits for Emily? Asking as a friend.

Some Emily fits coming right up!

Art/Ask Prompt Masterlist

ON TUMBLR REBLOGS ARE BETTER THAN LIKES!!!

#lego elves #secrets of elvendale #artists on tumblr #elvendoodles #lego elves emily #emily jones #asks #tmntsubspace12

[ace-and-the-rpg-horrors]

dead fandom time!!!

if you are in these fandoms/enjoyed the series even just a little bit please please please interact, i have literally never been able to talk about them with anyone cause no one else knows them (cough prolly cause all four are children's shows/books)

Lego Elves: Secrets of Elvendale

The 13 Treasures Trilogy

Heirs of the Night

Malory Towers

#heirs of the night #lego elves #secrets of elvendale #the 13 treasures #the 13 curses #the 13 secrets #lesoe #malory towers

[of-elves-and-mad-hatters]

"The Azure Sky" - Chapter 11

Masterlist 

Request Guidelines

Shadows to the Brightest Flame: Series

- The legacy of Lumia’s influence is scarred eternally into the lands of Elvendale. Burdened by a prophecy foretelling her demise and need for a successor, she watches for one capable of such power. Yet her enemies are working steadily to undo all she’s labored so long for, and it is millenia too late to make peace. 

Emily Jones, heir to Eimileen, is a bold girl dedicated to protecting Elvendale, but the world she has grown so fond of is not so black and white as it seems, and the titles of Guardian of Portal and Guardian of Light may hold darker legacies some ancient elves have worked tirelessly to hide

In conjunction with the extended version of the Guardian of Light prophecy I wrote previously

Basically a rewrite of all of the Lego Elves & Secrets of Elvendale storylines with an additional arc beyond the Season 4: Into the Shadows. There will be a varying degree of deviation from canon.

Technically a crossover with Lord of the Rings/Hobbit/Silmarillion in terms of worldbuidling, as I set Elvendale as being north of Middle-Earth, cause this is fanfic and I can. So there will be mentions of the Noldor, Sindar, Silvan, and some Tolkien characters, but they will be mostly background. Definitely not an issue if you aren’t familiar with the Middle-Earth fandom; everything will still be easy to understand.

Book 1: The Azure Sky

Grieving over the unexpected death of her grandmother, Emily Jones is accidentally trapped in another world. Befriending a few young elves in an attempt to find her way home, Emily discovers many secrets about her grandmother’s past, but for every truth she learns two more questions take its place, leaving her vulnerable to darker force inhabiting this realm. 

A rewrite of Unite the Magic

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10 

_________________________________

Chapter 11

Eimileen must have loved this place. 

The small, open-air market of Urisil is like something out of a painting, surreal in the way light shines down through the silk canopies, crystals and lanterns illuminating the stalls, the structures surrounded by trees.

Emily’s gaze is darting around, trying to absorb it all, a grin helplessly plastered on her face. She doesn’t even hear Naida’s voice at first; the water elf has to tap her on the shoulder. “Emily, are you sure this will be enough? Do you need anything else?”

She looks down at the small pile of clothes Naida’s about to pay for, absorbing the question. Enough? She’s relying on the water elf’s expertise for what the mountain weather will be like, only Emily isn’t an elf, and humans seem to be frail in comparison. 

“Another coat? Just to be on the safe side?” 

Naida nods, and the shopkeeper suggests a fur-lined one in a dark, muted blue. 

Emily reaches a hand absentmindedly to her amulet. It feels cold again, prickly with static. Unpleasant. 

An intense spark jolts her finger. She recoils. 

A rush of half-faded images, a memory, impress upon her mind. Her eight-year-old self trembling under a quilt on her grandmother’s couch, crying because there was a wailing thunderstorm that night and she hated the way the world looked when it was lit up by lightning. 

They illuminated the dark faces in the trees, the ones too melded with the night to see any other time. And she begged her grandmother to make them go away. 

Her grandmother smiled pityingly, and whispered that she was too old to be hunting spirits anymore, but not to worry, that the dark things were farther away than they appeared, and that there were barriers that kept them locked away. Because that’s how the light deals with darkness, by casting it far away. 

Of course there were the few who dealt with things by swallowing the shadows, but her grandmother told her never to pay them much mind. That you should just tell them white lies because they tended to be grumpy and might not otherwise help anyone with the darkness. 

Little Emily objected. Her parents said that lying was always wrong. 

Her grandmother only smiled gently, tucked a strand of hair behind the child’s ear. Whispered, “Sometimes the only way to love is to lie”. 

And lie, Eimileen most certainly did, only Emily isn’t sure she can see the love in that particular choice. How was concealing her own heritage, the world she’d grown up in and loved, necessary to love her human family? 

“Something on your mind?”

Emily’s eyes flicker over to Naida. “Nothing…everything. I don’t know,” and she shrugs her shoulders. 

“I did not mean to upset you.”

The human shakes her head. “You didn’t. Sometimes, I just feel overwhelmed, still.” She hesitates. “…and I guess it doesn’t help that this amulet continues to surprise me.” 

Naida frowns. “How so?”

“Just little things. Like feeling as though it were charged with static electricity. Like sparking an old memory of my grandmother that I had forgotten…” Emily shakes her head. “I don’t know. It drew me to this realm. It wanted me to come here. But somehow I have this feeling it doesn’t like me very much. Does that sound stupid? I mean, it’s an amulet, not a person.”

Naida reaches out, just grazing the stone with her fingertips. “It is an artifact of great power. I’d be surprised if it did not behave strangely.” She tilts her head, thoughtful. “It was given to you by Eimileen. It should be loyal to you, but perhaps it is not fully confident in its new owner. Sometimes trust must be earned.” She takes a deep breath then, as if washing away her contemplations. “Come. We need to be on our way if we are to still stop by the bakery and return to the others by nightfall.”

________________________________________

After regrouping that night, and a restful sleep, the five travelers began their trek up the mountain paths. They hike in single file; Aira leading with the map, Farran just over her shoulder, Emily securely in the middle of the entourage, and Naida and Azari bringing up the rear. 

The human pulls her cloak tighter over her shoulders, shivers. The spots of green grass along the path are tinged with frost; she can see her breath in the crisp air. The higher they climb, the sky shifts from lavender to a crystal clear blue, unmarred by cloud and occasionally broken by birds flying in the distance. 

Emily feels Naida’s eyes on her, and hears the water elf shout, “It’s time for a rest!”. 

Aira jerks her head back, confused until her gaze falls on the human girl. “The path widens just around the next bend. Plenty of space to set up camp.” Emily can barely hide her sigh of relief. 

The narrows path does end up widening suddenly into a clearing that had been intentionally carved into the side of the mountain. Out on the edge of outcropping, to their left, stands a dilapidated windmill. The sky is quickly dimming to dusk, and Azari builds a fire close to the face of the mountain. Emily drops to her knees, stretching out her hands to warm them. She nods in Aira’s direction,“So, how much farther to the next key?” 

Azari shrugs. 

Aira, overhearing, trills, “Just a few more miles!”

“And what are we looking for, exactly?” inquires Farran. 

The wind elf finally seats herself around the fire, spreading the map on the ground, and reads, 

“Under the wings of those who rule the skies

Buried in the dark with all they find precious

An ancient hold for a beast long dead

Forgotten by those who knew not the days of malice”

Farran’s eyes widen. “A dragon cave.”

Dragon? “Wait, do you mean like an actual fire-breathing dragon, or is that a metaphor for something?” Emily questions. 

“Well, not all dragons breathe fire, but yes,” Naida confirms, “The riddle clearly points to the actual lair of one of those creatures. One long deceased.”

Azari scrunches her face, “But what on earth does the line ‘Forgotten by those who knew not the days of malice’ mean?”

Aira frowns. “Maybe it’s referring to a melkorian dragon.”

Naida mirrors her frown. “Let’s hope not. Their treasure hoards are rumored to be cursed, inciting delirium in those who linger too long.”

Emily winces at the thought. “So, what’s the difference between a melkorian dragon and other dragons?”

“Dragons are native to these lands, present at the time of creation, and friends of the northernmost elves. Melkor, an evil and powerful spirit to the south, captured a dragon and transformed it. Twisted its mind and body into a weapon of war. Its descendants we call melkorian dragons. They range from apathetic to completely wicked. Devouring sentient peoples like cattle, and hoarding gold with a compulsive greed far outweighing the natural dragons’ appreciation for beautiful gems.

It’s easy to tell the two races apart. Melkorian dragons grow to be far larger, and more powerful. Unlike other dragons, who are colorful and shimmer in the light, the scales of melkorian dragons are dull and muted in hue. They dwell along our southern borders, a frequent threat to the cities there. Though some have claimed that in rare cases, elves have been able to befriend these drakes, and redeem their natures. 

The last time melkorian dragons came this far north was before elves had established permanent towns up here, just scattered settlements. A treasure hoard of their kind would be very ancient indeed, at least by our reckoning,” the water elf explains. 

Emily absorbs this, picking a croissant out of the bakery bag being passed around the campfire. She pulls the bread apart, only realizing how hungry she is once she takes a bite. “If the cave was made by a dragon, which can fly, how do we know if it’s even accessible on foot?”

“We don’t,” Aira chirps. “But don’t worry, I’ve invented dozens of different ways to get around the problem of flight!” 

Azari makes a nauseated expression. “Flight is a problem, all right. And something to be avoided, not solved.” 

“Nonsense! Once you get over your fear of plummeting to your death…”

“Aira, stop,” Naida cuts her off. “We’re about to go to sleep, and you’re going to give Azari nightmares over a hypothetical situation.” 

“Fine. But a few pegasi-sky-diving sessions would really do her a world of good.”

_________________________________

Emily opens her eyes. She blinks, slowly, the world around her seeming blurred. The air around her is heavy with fog; she can barely distinguish the forms of her sleeping friends around the remnants of their campfire. 

The mist is dark, but as she peers into the night, she sees even deeper, darker shapes in the distance. They’re indistinct, fluid, with glowing blue eyes. Shadows. 

Emily sits up, wary, pulling her legs to her chest. The shadows are whistling, a high-pitched almost-white noise that makes her ears ache. There are whispers, too, in her head. Overlapping, wispy phrases, aggressive, rambling on and on about mortals and the passageway. 

Electric blue lightning crackles through the fog. Emily’s amulet begins to glow, shining like the shadows’ eyes. It levitates, lifting itself from the girl’s chest until the chain bites into the back of her neck. 

It’s leading her.

Shaking with apprehension, Emily allows herself to be pulled to her feet. She stumbles forward, the heavy fog obscuring anything more than a couple yards ahead. She’s lead further up the narrow mountain trail, winding endlessly towards a sky she can’t see. 

At some point, she’s turned sharply to the left. The girl continues walking forward, but realizes the ground feels different, absent. She looks down to see a gaping chasm beneath her. 

Emily considers, for the first time, that this might be a dream.

As though air were as solid as stone, the girl is lead on. She trips when her feet meet rock again, scraping her shins on a jagged outcropping. There’s a rough-hewn path with deep gauges that perhaps could have been carved from talons, if it was ever possible for a creature to have claws as wide as a school bus. 

The rock is damp from the mist, and Emily ends up sliding down the tumultuous path. Now with a scratched-up arms to match her bloody legs, she barely has time to catch her breath before the amulet drags her forward again, and enters the mouth of a monstrous cave. 

The blue glow of the amulet is her only source of light, and even that is quickly swallowed up by the darkness. Every step she takes sends small, clinking objects scattering. Gold, gems, she can’t tell what kind of treasure she’s stumbling through, but the deeper she’s lead, the more her legs sink into the hoard. 

Emily’s standing knee-deep when the amulet stops. Glow softening, it drops back against her chest with a soft thud, the surface crackling with static electricity. As its light dims, another light, deeper in the cave, moves towards her. It grows rapidly in size as it approaches, a dark, shadowy shape forming in its center, evolving into a humanoid shape. 

Emily’s heart drops. It’s them, the presence she felt in the forest. She’s sure of it, even though a part of her mind reminds her that this could just be a dream, a nightmare. 

“Who are you?” she asks, trying to still the tremor in her voice. 

“Who?” the shadowy figure repeats, tilting its head. The voice is warped, but it sounds vaguely female. “Who I am never really mattered to your grandmother. She held her own assumptions as gospel. So why do you inquire? Or did she not warn her own descendant of the dangers of this realm?”

“She must have had her reasons,” Emily spits back, defensive. “And it’s too late for me to ask her now. But I can ask you why you��ve been stalking me, and how you’re somehow connected to her amulet.”

“It was a gift, and a foolish mistake.”

Emily lifts her hand, letting it hover over the jewel, feeling the sharp pricks of electricity jumping to her skin. “Is that why it hurts me? Because you regret giving my grandmother the amulet?”

“Because I made it, and Eimileen used it for something I never condoned. As long as its purpose is being abused, it will always try to find its way back to me.” The shadow’s voice grows in volume, the cave beginning to shake. “It may be yours, little half-blood, but don’t mistake ownership for loyalty. For your own sake, give the amulet to the guardian of the castle. She has sworn to safeguard it till I return to these lands.”

The shadowy figure vanishes into a wreath of blue and green light, as the ground opens up underneath Emily, crumbling away. She falls, jewels and coins pouring in after her. And far beneath, in the darkness, are hundreds of glowing blue eyes, waiting. 

_______________

A/N: I can't believe it's been two years since I've updated this story, and a full year since I shared a segment of this chapter as a WIP. I'm so sorry to have made everyone wait so long! Hopefully, now that I'm over the hurdle that was this clunky chapter, I can finish the Azure Sky this year? Crossing my fingers.

#secrets of elvendale #lego elves #fanfiction #emily jones #fanfic #azari firedancer #aira windwhistler #naida riverheart

[itsamemamachi]

Rosalyn, getting home: Hello people who do not live here Aira: Hi Farran: Hey Rosalyn: I gave you the key for emergencies Farran: We were out of Doritos

#not mine #secrets of elvendale #rosalyn #aira #farran leafshade

[toacody]

Bionicle MOC: Tinuviel, the Twilight Breach

Two-hundred years later, Elvendale is on the brink of war.

Source

Creator: Matteo-T-I-F

#lego #bionicle #armor #armor plates #female #female moc #female warrior #warrior #feminine #humanoid #humanoid dragon #dragon #draconic #wings #winged #winged creature #winged dragon #elvendale #secrets of elvendale #lego elves #technology #power armor #blaster #tail

[karamina]

I am aware this fandom is dead at this point, but I have a burning question.

What elemental type of elf is Rosalyn? I know she’s a healer, but like is she an earth elf or a water elf? I can see her as being either. What thoughts do y’all have?

#lego elves #secrets of elvendale #rosalyn #rosalyn nightshade #elemental powers #earth bending #water bending #water healing

[pangolinsandnewts]

Uhhh Emily jones or something idk

#Crying over exams #lego elves #emily jones #secrets of elvendale #Lego elves fanart

[pyrolitheus]

I am finally watching “Lego Elves: Secrets of Elvendale” and at first I thought it was a hokey rip on the new She-Ra but then I found out it was made in 2015 and the new She-Ra was made in 2018 and my mind was a little bit blown.

#cartoons #she-ra #lego elves #secrets of elvendale

[ao3feed-elvendale]

Merina The Water Dragon

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/zGIuybU

by Morwen_the_Dark_Elf

Words: 0, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: LEGO Elves: Secrets of Elvendale (Cartoon)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Merina the Water Dragon

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/zGIuybU

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #secrets of elvendale #lego elves #soe

[pandora-da-kriket]

I like the pose but I kinda sucked it on the lighting. Think I was going for a water color style(which failed) I also lust realized I like adding in a LOT of yellow/orange light on things for some reason

#LEGO Elves #lego elves #LEGO #Elves #Sapphire #Secrets of Elvendale #LEGO Elves season three #season three

[elvendoodles]

Rosalyn's design is just 🤌

AKA I really wanted to redo that super old ref sheet and make a post-S3 outfit for her

Art/Ask Prompt Masterlist

ON TUMBLR REBLOGS ARE BETTER THAN LIKES!!!

#lego elves #secrets of elvendale #elvendoodles #artists on tumblr #lego elves rosalyn #rosalyn nightshade

[ace-and-the-rpg-horrors]

share ten different favorite characters from ten different pieces of media in no particular order, then send this to 10 people (anon or not, your choice) 🎥🎬📺

what an interesting ask!!

YTTD - Shin Tsukimi

Witch's Heart - Noel Levine

Omori - Basil

A3! - Azami Izumida

AGGGTM - Cara Ward

Secrets of Elvendale - Rosalyn Nightshade

Ever After High - Madeline Hatter

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power - Mermista

Black Butler - Snake

Little Witch Academia - Sucy Manbavaran

#asks answered by ace :) #will i tag all the fandoms? #okay thennnnn #yttd #witch's heart #a3! #omori #ever after high #agggtm #lego elves #secrets of elvendale #black butler #she ra #little witch academia

[of-elves-and-mad-hatters]

(Please) Choose the next Drabble/Oneshot

Options:

Boromir x (fem)Reader

Relationship: Romantic

The Reader is a spirit who has been doomed to haunt the riverbank where she died, who Boromir crosses paths with on the way to the afterlife.

Caspian x Reader

Relationship: Romantic

A Telmarine, and childhood friend of Caspian, must choose to face their fear of Narnians and remain loyal to the true heir to the throne, or swear fealty to Miraz.

Farran Leafshade x Reader

Relationship: Platonic

The Reader has spent their life imprisoned in the depths of a mountain cell. They are finally freed when some elves stumble upon her by accident, but after all the despair and trauma they’ve endured, they still refuse to speak. When they finally see plants for the first time since their imprisonment, they become fascinated, which Farran gently encourages. 

#lotr #lord of the rings #reader insert #polls #narnia #chronicles of narnia #prince caspian #lego elves #elvendale #secrets of elvendale #boromir #caspian #farran #farran leafshade #x reader

[joshuasumter]

The Netflix-Verse

In Across the Netflix-Verse: Joshua Sumter Meets She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, the Netflix-Verse, as the name applies, is a multiverse of worlds and universes that are based on, inspired by, and from your favorite Netflix shows and movies in the tradition of Powerpuff Girls: Super Smash-Up!, Sonic Prime, and the Kingdom Hearts series. The main hub of the Netflix-Verse is a vast expanse of space between that resembles Netflix's home menu, composed and surrounded by posters that served as gateways to these worlds. The She-Ra and the Princesses of Power world that Joshua was first isekai-ed into was one of the Netflix-based worlds in the Netflix-Verse, so he then later goes on a world-hopping journey across the Netflix-Verse as he went to so many different worlds and made so many heaps of new friends (and enemies) in those respective worlds along the way and helps them out. From the wild, the wacky, the scary to the magical, the mythical, the epic and sometimes very mature, it's a dimension-spanning epic into these Netflix-based worlds.

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

The Cuphead Show

Green Eggs and Ham

The Dragon Prince

Tiger & Bunny

We Can Be Heroes

Lego Elves: Secrets of Elvendale

The Sea Beast

Maya and the Three

Jurassic World Camp Cretaceous

Nimona

Firedrake: The Silver Dragon

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish

My Dad the Bounty Hunter

Dragon Age Absolution and MUCH MORE!

In the trope of Crossover Alternate Universe

#she-ra and the princesses of power #shera and the princesses of power #she ra and the princesses of power #the cuphead show #cuphead show #green eggs and ham #the dragon prince #dragon prince #tiger & bunny #tiger and bunny #lego elves secrets of elvendale #lego elves #the sea beast #maya and the three #jurassic world camp cretaceous #nimona #nimona netflix #firedrake the silver dragon #puss in boots the last wish #my dad the bounty hunter #dragon age absolution #we can be heroes #crossover #crossovers

[starburstdragon]

Guys Who Are Multiple Guys Tournament, Round 1

Ben

“1. Turns into multiple aliens. Some aliens can multiple (Ditto, Echo Echo) and he has used this to create clones of himself. 2. At least one alien rival is stuck in a color swapped version of his body (Albedo). 3. The multiverse is real and he's met several alternate Bens. (Ben 23, Mad Ben, No Watch Ben, Ben 10k, etc.).” - User submission

MK

“So, this guy can make duplicates if himself. I don't know if you know Journey to the West, but MK has the Monkey King's powers (which is...a loaded statement) and a Monkey King power is creating clones of yourself. Obviously that's not very compelling, so let me talk about s4 where there's a curse ink version of this character! It's absolutely terrible, like this ink version of MK shows up (the nature of this ink curse is unknown) and just completely fucks with MK's sense of identity. Like imma quote him, "We're just like Wukong, a fraud! A trickster! Why would our legacy be any different? Actually, no, no—we'll make Wukong's past look like nothing." "You can't escape it, this thing, whatever you are, embrace it. Embrace your destiny!" And this is like, in regards to MK ACTUALLY being a Monkey Demon who was maybe hatched from Sun Wukong's (the Monkey King's) stone. So MK is maybe kinda a version of Sun Wukong? IDK dude it's so fucked here. Like, this curse MK guy is trying to convince MK that no matter what he does he's going to cause pain and suffering. No matter the decision no matter that intent, he's just an agent if chaos. Do you know what watching legos go through it like this does to a person? I'm losing my fucking mind. Where does fighting for your beliefs lead you? TOO PAIN. TOO PAIN OP. FUCK ME” - User submission

#ben 10 #ben 10 series #benjamin tennyson #mk lego monkie kid #mk lmk #lego monkie kid #@ the person who submitted mk i understand completely i cried over the lego elves secrets of elvendale show #this sounds way more intense than that #guys who are multiple guys tournament #bloomposting

[karamina]

Didn't Farran refer to Rosalyn as an earth elf when they met...? Idk it's been a long time since I watched the show (I should rewarch it...👀)

You definitely should! It's feeling very lonely in this fandom rn haha.

I think that you may be thinking of when Farran first met Cronan. But Rosalyn def has some Earth powers I think, like when she opened the vines to enter her home in the forest and her hand glowed green. But almost every other time she used an elemental power her hand was blue and she was manipulating water.

So I think @elevendoodles was correct in saying that she is a water elf that developed some earth powers as well. (perhaps that's how she ended up queen of the forest)

That introduces interesting lore. Although Rosalyn might just be a special case and I'm reading too much into this, this could imply any one of the following:

Elves have the innate ability to do any type of magic but have to develop the power, specifically in one area. Such as how humans have the ability to speak any human language, but usually only develop one or two to speaking proficiency (usually the one our parents and the society around us speak).

The elves genetically inherit their powers from their parents. In this, most elves naturally become involved with elves that have the same powers as them, meaning their children will have the same elemental powers as the parents. For example, if two fire elves have a child, it's almost guaranteed their children will be fire elves. If parents have different powers, children develop one power or the other .... or any combination of both. So if an air elf has a child with a water elf, their child will be one of three things: an air elf, a water elf, or an air/water elf. Rosalyn would have to be in the dual power parents category. In this, elemental powers are like hair color or eye color.

Elemental powers in elves are similar to biological sex. In this, Rosalyn would be like an intersex person, in that she fits into more than one elemental power category.

For me, 1 is the least plausible, as Rosalyn is the only elf that uses more than one power, and I think if every elf had the ability to use powers outside of their specialty, we'd see it, even accidentally. So either 2 or 3 seems most likely to me, but I can't come to a conclusion with the limited pool of elves that we actually meet (maybe I should get around to watching the webseries).

#lego elves #secrets of elvendale #rosalyn nightshade #rosalyn #elemental powers #misc elves