#Meril

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Meril for Darkk Rose 🌹

'I pray thee, Tulkas, lend me strength and guide my sword with sharpness, My time has come to join the fray, I need my heart be dauntless. Don't let me tire, falter, fail, don't let my courage dwindle, If I'm about to give up hope, the flame of hope rekindle.

And if by chance the Waiting Halls would open wide before me, Great Námo, keeper of my fate, have pity and restore me. Don't let me dwell too long a time in solitude and sadness, but let me walk under the Sun and feel again its warmness.' \author of the poem: Darkk Rose\ This is my fifth illustration with Meryl, the rest you can see in earlier publications here 🙂

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yonya

by starlightwalking (@arofili)

Findekáno comes home to his family.

General, No Archive Warnings

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"Le Cinéma de Jean-Pierre Léaud" documentaire de Cyril Leuthy avec Michel Fau, Enzo Tinebra, Jean-Baptiste Le Vaillant et le jeune Antonio Lanciano, les participations des cinéastes Olivier Assayas, Noémie Lvovsky, Lucas Belvaux, Tsai Ming-liang, Nobuhiro Suwa et des actrices Françoise Lebrun, Macha Méril, Nathalie Baye, Josiane Balasko et Chantal Goya, octobre 2024.

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[the-dreaming-plastic-dinosaur]

Maedhros as Meril

Some weeks ago, I came across that idea by reading @captainadwen 's crack fic and I must say, I really really love that idea!

And, as with any good idea it's now stuck in my head, so I finally caved in and drew Maedhros-as-Meril (in class, obviously...)

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4 allies to the Red Crown. Each one with their own backstory and lore. But which one do you guys want to know about? The anxious light house keeper Meril? The goofy assistant healer Sozo? The ghost pirate Plimbo of Anchordeep? Or the secret treasure guardian Midas. Whatever character you choose will have a comic made to reveal their backstory.

The poll won’t have an end date. I have no idea when it will end. But since it will only last a week I’ll just make another poll and write down the votes on the poll. So take your time everyone! Without further ado…

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i love moodboards

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Finrod Felagund/Meril, Amarië/Finrod Felagund, Finrod Felagund/Thranduil Characters: Finrod Felagund, Amarië (Tolkien), Meril (Tolkien), Galadriel (Tolkien), Celeborn (Tolkien), Thranduil (Tolkien) Additional Tags: Unhealthy Relationships, Finrod's past relationships with Meril, Finrod's current relationship with Amarie, Finrod's developing relationship with Thranduil, Finrod is homophobic and doesn't even know why, Valinor is a little more liberal than it was during the First Age, Matchmaker Galadriel, more tags as the story develops, These Elves swear like sailors and I don't need anyone's opinions on that, Indoor plumbing in Valinor because I say so, I'm just here to have a good time Summary:

It's the Fourth Age, and Finrod Felagund is poised to become the next King of the Noldor in Valinor. He initially expects that he will have Amarië rule by his side, but it turns out that their problematic relationship is unable to endure through the coronation. Galadriel attempts to play matchmaker.

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✨💕🌸 Queen of Flowers 🌸💕✨

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Part 12 -->

<—- Tenor Part 2 —>

Disgust.

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elwenya

by starlightwalking (@arofili)

Findaráto loves Maitimo and Findekáno both, and while they are fond of him, he knows they love one another more than anything.

Mature, No Archive Warnings

Words: 5,793

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Sépulture du compositeur Michel Legrand (1932-2019) - déjà prête pour accueillir son épouse l'actrice Macha Méril - surmontée d'une sculpture de Pierre-Yves Beaudouin (2021) au Cimetière du Père-Lachaise, Paris, avril 2024.

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@silmarillionepistolary 2025 #2

[For anyone who has read the first chapter when it was first posted – you might remember that it strongly implied Gondolin was already in existence at this point. Timeline-wise, however, Turgon should still be in Nevrast and the work has been edited to reflect this. I apologise for any confusion. Also somehow, I managed to miswrite the title originally, I have no idea how.]

Fingon to Turgon, private missive, Quenya:

Turno, please tell me, how do you woo a lady? How do you woo a lady if you really aren't sure what to do and whether it would be suitable for you to wed anytime soon?

F.

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Turgon to Fingon:

For questions on how to progress through courtship at an infinitesimal pace, I would suggest addressing Findaráto.

Also, Elenwë did not – does not compare to – anyone. What wisdom I have on these matters does not apply to whatever you have gotten yourself into.

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Fingon to Turgon:

I apologize if my letter brought back bad memories.

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Fingon to Turgon:

Are you in any way hurt or offended by what I wrote? I'm truly sorry.

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Turgon to Fingon:

Not ‘bad memories’. An old sorrow.

I'm not offended. Itarillë broke her wrist and continually demands her already otherwise engaged father assist her. I have had little time to write.

T.

P.S: the smudges are Itarillë’s doing. She insisted on sending you a kiss.

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Fingon to Fingolfin, private, semi-formal missive:

My Lord and Father,

In matters of the heart, what is there to be said of royal duty? In matters of moral duty, what might be said of the heart?

I am taking the liberty to assume you have not yet received the following information from other quarters, and please forgive me for not having addressed you earlier. Rest assured that only three or four others know so far. I have said nothing even to my sister, under the assumption that it would be better for this not to reach Turkafinwë and Curufinwë at this juncture.

If a child of yours were to feel stirred in particular wise towards a – Sinda, what would you advise – both as my father and as the King of our people? There are certainly grave matters in the way of such a liaison and I should not blame you if you demand that out of propriety and responsibility for his people and for the wrongs that he himself has brought upon them, you son should cleave away from it entirely. And yet, would it not at the same time be an advantageous show of goodwill towards the Grey Elves? Can a hypothetical union be entered into in good will if one of the sides of such an agreement holds an unrevealed matter in their heart such as the one you know of?

If I am to proceed, I would like at least a hint of your blessing; if I am to abandon all thoughts of love, I deserve your clear and explicit judgement on the matter.

In sincere love and reverence,

Findekáno Kanyalintë your son, Lord of Lóminórë and Crown Prince of the Noldor

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Fingolfin to Fingon, Quenya:

Findekáno,

Expect my arrival early in the next week. No ceremony is necessary, but I wish to speak of this with you face to face.

And I beg of you! In the future do not send such messages through Sindarin couriers! Both treason and fear of treason we ought to be wary of.

Your father, High King Nolofinwë etc.

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Fingon to Fingolfin, private message, Quenya:

Dear father,

If we are to fear the fear of treason then by very inference we cannot fear treason itself. And – I do not know who would reveal this knowledge for mere spite. Surely no one could gain from such a thing, save Morgoth maybe. But I understand what you mean and shall comply.

Findekáno

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Fingon to Meril of the Mithrim, semi-formal missive, dated on the day after Fingon’s first message to his father. Sindarin:

The blessings of the Valar upon the Lady Meril of the Northern Sindar,

It is with great joy that I look back upon our conversations when we last met, and I hope that they will be but the first of many, and a portent of like friendship between our closely kindred peoples. Surely, your very presence ought to quell any such doubts on whether the Mithrim can be worthy comrades to the Noldor newly-arrived as have been present at whiles, your bearing being if anything – superior to some of my own kin.

In token of friendship, I would ask if there is aught that your people have desire of that we might bestow? Great assistance you have already rendered to us in many matters; this must be returned more than in kind, and if you would but assist me in determining – but only if it suits you, Lady Meril. I demand nothing. I ask only for – friendship.

In honour and esteem,

Fingon, Lord of Dor-Lómin

Silmarillion Epistolary Week 2025 #1

here's to the mess we make

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Fingon to Maedhros, private correspondence, in Quenya:

Nelyo, Russandol, dearest and most beloved friend and cousin, or however it is you wish to be called these days:

My father is well, the weather is mild and fair at this time of year, no stray orcs since my last letter, and so, and so on. If you have anything more worth the effort of writing down to in that vein, please feel free to share – by which I mean, what new insult against law and love have you prevented T&C from committing recently? And the twins’ falconry project – have you already found the one you promised to me? (Which you did, I remind you) But lest you think me a poor correspondent, I do indeed have a weightier matter to describe – of which, in fact, you will be the first to hear.

Russo, I do believe I am in love.

She is a Sinda of Mithrim, named after the rose, and indeed as fair, though I will not attempt to do her (or indeed any other; I am no poet to describe charm or grace) justice for fear of making a fool of myself. But her hair is that rare silver, not so pale, but dark and yet still shining, and she wears her braids longer than Artanis.

But oh – how you would believe her to be of the house of Finwë by the way she carries herself! It is as if – as if all the other Sindar I have met in this land were looking down at the ground, and she was the first to look me in the eye. Not literally, of course, though she is tall for her people, but I cannot describe it to you better.

I want to see a crown of adamant upon those braids. She deserves to be part of this House – it is as if by a mistake of the tides of the world that she is not. I would rectify it.

Russandol, Russandol – how can I make you understand what I am speaking about – without having seen her, without having my heart within your chest. I love you, I love you; I am drunk on the world – and very foolish. I do not know whether she would ever return my affection – but I doubt she would be more likely to if she knew how silly I'm being, would she?

Russandol, forget the above and give me some advice! The political workings of such an issue would have to be tumultuous, would they not?

Lovingly, your Finno

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Maedhros to Fingon, private correspondence, in Quenya:

Dear Finno,

Should I reply to your desire for more concrete news in the same way as you have served me? No new outrage has happened in Himlad, thank you for asking. As for the falcons – ask the twins. They have told me nothing.

Some dunce set fire to the bathhouse by the city wall (accidentally, I presume – or at least hope). I have been doing my best to stop the entirely ridiculous rumour going around that it was the deed of a thrall, because yes, Morgoth certainly would set his sights on a bathhouse and at the hour when it's most empty, would he not? On such days as these, I hate the Noldor, I hate the Sindar, and I hate Middle Earth. You forbid me to joke about my own life and death, which I comply with, note, only because I owe it to you, so I will refrain from saying what else I hate. Either way, this is mostly in jest, I have had coffee and broken fast, and hardly feel as irritated as I was a while ago, but it bore saying.

Without further ado – regarding the heavy matter you dropped on me so suddenly – I am flattered that I am the first person you share this with (although, I wonder – have you spoken with anyone else by the time you are reading this? I might refrain from making it widely known if I were you)... but Finno. Finno. Have you – you must have – thought of the consequences of this in conjunction with certain deeds of the past? To wit, your untimely intervention in Alqualondë, curse myself and my house for bringing this upon you.

I am afraid you are in an unresolvable quandary on which I have little advice to give. There is nothing I would counsel you against more strictly than entering a holy and permanent relationship with a member of the third clan while concealing this matter, though. And yet you cannot think of telling her, I assume. Please tell me you do not. If our presence in this land is to be fruitful and untroubled, there can be no risk of the particulars leaking out. Nor do I think that the knowledge of this would make the lady look upon you favourably, I'm afraid.

I do not know if joining the House is a blessing I would wish upon one I loved.

It is a heavy matter and I feel loath to counsel you on that which I have never known – but if you still may, would it not be wiser to forget about her?

Do not do anything reckless.

Russandol

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Finrod to Fingon, private note, Quenya:

I cannot believe you have fallen in love because you found someone just as haughty as you are.

On a more serious note, you do realise, I hope, how a secret might prove an obstacle in these conditions?

[Initials which can be made out with some difficulty from under several layers of flourishes and a snake monogram:] F.I.

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I want to write a Fingon x Meril slowburn…

…The grump and her disaster boyfren