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[fallensmith]

sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and im losing sense of time

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The boy's eyes were filled with tears as he gazed up at his father, clutching at Curufin's robes with desperate fingers. His knee was stinging most horribly, and he thought he would certainly fade away should he not receive aid. Now and again, the sting would burn stronger, and he wailed. Having been so sheltered by his father, he was not accustomed to such scrapes.

"Are you certain, ata?"

@curufiin

"Am I going to die?"

“Of course not,” Curufinwë said with a chuckle as he carried his son back into the house. His father had once again been in a mood to travel, and now that Tyelpërinquar was nearing the age of seven, Curufinwë thought to take him along and let him run about in the clearings.

When he heard his son’s cries, he nearly knocked over the chair he sat in with the force at which he stood, and terrible worry was set in his heart. What if something happened? What if an animal had attacked Tyelpë? What if he broke a bone?

When he arrived to the scene, however, he discovered little more than a scrape on his son’s knee, with the faintest hint of blood. “Your uncle has gotten himself into much worse injuries, yet he still lives, that one! You’ll be just fine, my boy.”

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Gift my bestie @rosenrotstuff made for me. Thank you, babygirl. Tyelpe is arriving in Mordor, and Sauron (Tyelpe still calls him Annatar) is mindful and concerned about ash getting in his elf’s perfect silky hair.

A Dark Lord, is still a lord.

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It was as though the halfling had stolen away his very breath. As Celebrimbor stared down at Frodo's gentle urgency, he found himself utterly lost for words. What could he say to such kindness from one who was about to go through untold suffering to finish something Celebrimbor had helped begin?

Bereft of the right words, all he could do in the moment was place his other hand over Frodo's and hope the hobbit could see the gratitude in his watery eyes.

@alightindarkplaces

Continued from here

@alightindarkplaces Frodo held a hand to his breast as he regarded this elf. More strange he seemed than the others, as if touched by long shadow and beset by age, though he did not appear old. As did all elves, he had clear eyes which betrayed deeper depths and spoke of ages long past, but beyond that, Frodo thought he could almost see with naked eyes that shadow he otherwise perceived. "What do you mean?" he returned cautiously, for he was ill at ease in the company of this stranger, though he did not know why. "Who are you?"

Celebrimbor kept his distance, doing all he could not to look at the ring hanging around the halfling's neck. For it called to him, he knew, could hear the whispers in the back of his mind even as he desperately shut his mind to Sauron. A shaking breath left him, and the smith forced himself to sit on the nearby stone bench, hoping the tangible sensation might ground his thoughts and frantic soul.

"I am Celebrimbor, greatest elven smith of the Second Age," the accolade sounded bitter on his weary tongue. "I forged the three elven rings of power, and helped to create those that went to dwarves and men... without them- without me..." he gestured loosely to the ring and sighed again, face twisted in anguish for the hobbit. "This would not have come to pass. I am responsible for your burden and I am so sorry."

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"I do not need a servant," he began with an awkward chuckle. Despite his misgivings, despite his fear and knowing what could have (and still may) befall him... there was that fondness in his eyes and his smile as he regarded Annatar in his urgency. "I need a true friend, a partner. Someone I can trust and who trusts me in turn... there is no trust in bondage, Annatar..."

@admirableringmaker

Was it Fëanorian arrogance that led him to even consider this plan? This alliance with one who had formerly sworn himself to The Enemy? Was it possible that Celebrimbor had managed to change the heart of he who had once been admirable yet turned abhorrent? Was it possible?

No, surely it was a trap. A trick. Another lie.

And yet...

The chance to bring peace to a land deeply scarred with tragedy and war. To a people who had suffered so very much since coming to these shores or since the moment of their birth?

Could he even consider declining, knowing that Annatar- that Sauron would forge on regardless, and that without his input, his influence; the outcome would be a cruel one.

He had come this far. He should at least try.

"I..."

You have changed my heart.

"I..."

I cannot commit to my plan.

"I'll help you."

@admirableringmaker

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Tyelpe must have been spoiled rotten by everyone

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Celebrimbor and Annatar

light and darkness

[fallensmith]

The last kiss.

CELEBRIMBOR and ANNATAR.

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The last Fëanorian star (Curufinwë III) arrives in the halls of Mandos, and Fëanor (Curufinwë I) comforts his dearest (Curufinwë II). An attempt to study Chiaroscuro

[fallensmith]

More from Shall these Bones Live by @undercat-overdog

+ one of my fav scenes with Sauron Being Horrible (again)

[fallensmith]

Making jewelry with bestie, what could go wrong?

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something something about doomed yaoi

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Can Sauron stop being horrible for five seconds? No.

[fallensmith]

(( So basically, this month's been a bit of a write-off, I do apologise!! I'm still around and wanting to continue with threads, so please don't forget me 🥲 ))

[[ Apologies for the silence! It was test week, then data week, and now it's the end of term. I just need to survive today and tomorrow, and I can finally breathe... and hopefully do some replies! ]]

[fallensmith]

Celebrimbanner.