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A collection of Halloween Prompted and Requested work for the Tolkien Elves!!

A random collection of fanfics and imagines that I have decided to write. Fanfiction on your favourite Silm characters! I will CONSIDER requests.

Before she was Ecthelien she was someone else, but that didn't matter. Her new parents loved her and all her strange ways. Everything was peaceful, everything was content. It didn't matter that everyone had been expecting her to be a boy. It didn't matter that she was going to be called Ecthelion if that'd been the case. At least until she played in a fountain one day. At least until one of the elves watching her jokingly called her Ecthelien of the Fountain. At least until she remembered everything. A Fem!Ecthelion-SI Fanfiction PAIRINGS: Glorfindel/OC (Fem!Ecthelion) Crossposted on AO3 and ff.net, the link to my profile for AO3 is in my bio, and my username is the same anyway. I do not own the image on the cover and it has been used entirely for non-profit, but if the owner wishes for me to take it down, then please inform me. I also don't own Lord of the Rings - this is called a fanfiction for a reason.

Gondolin was said to be the last hope of the Eldar, and for the most part it seemed perfect. But as the kingdoms around it begin to fall to the might of Morgoth will Gondolin still stand. The power of Gondolin relies upon the trust of all those within its walls, if all of the elves keep the secret of its location from the Dark Foe then the white walls will never fall. But when loyalty has to fight betrayel, which will win?

Short storys set in Gondolin. Characters include Turgon, Idril, Ëarendil, Ecthelion and Glorfindel. Some humour and light-hearted scenes although the beginning is a bit dark.

modern silmarillion au || enter tirion. a gleaming city of perfect houses, the living dream. maedhros, the son of a wealthy jeweller, is in university and the worst that could happen is him failing classic literature. for him, his world is home and nearby, nowhere like the stories that seem so far away about melkor and his growing empire. but no place is perfect, not even home.

A Tolkien fanfic. I DO NOT OWN Tolkien's world or his original characters. I only claim my OCs. Celethuil gazed out across the sea of trees and Ents in Fangorn, his moss green eyes squinting as he spotted his Captain of the Guard, Thilion, ensuring that their borders were safe. He and his people had managed to stay hidden for thousands of years. Not even the supposedly all-seeing eye of Sauron knew where or who they were. Celethuil's only allies were the elves he governed and the Ents that protected them. However, he acknowledged a stirring in the air. Something was changing. The King shifted his gaze toward the tower of Saruman. An uneasy knot settled in his stomach as he stared suspiciously at Isengard. He knew the White Wizard had a plan brewing, and he knew it would bring a time of terror to the world. For he could feel the draw of the ring, calling to him from afar. He could smell the stench of orcs in the misty air around him. War was coming. And there was nothing he could do to stop it. The King whistled lowly to his Captain, mimicking the trill of a swallow. Thilion raised his head and met his King's eyes. "Send your brother to Mirkwood. Take yourself to Lorien. It is time we make ourselves known to our kin".

Fingon simply smiled. If this was to be his fate then so be it. The beautiful man that he was sitting across from was worth it. After all that he had been through, there was nothing he wasn't willing to do for him. Modern AU Fingon x Maedhros Disclaimer: I don't own the characters they belong to the genius Tolkien.