Instadrabbles (delayed dribbles) by 0ur_Ouroboros

Teen spirit (names of our own)

Conflicts: peer pressure

Themes: self-acceptance

Stock characters: social justice activist

LGBTQA+: new names

“Have ye ‘eard o’ this thing? Ever ‘eard of a ‘name?’” The kitchen orc whispers as she stirs elf-meat stew. The recent skirmish, where the beautiful one with flame-red braids was captured, caused the hearts of Angband’s working class to swell. All stomachs would be full tonight. Her crooked mouth cocks a smile at her sister, busy preparing elf-bone broth beside her.

“A ‘name?’ What in the void does’at mean?”

“A word of yer own. Belongs t’ ye.. But others can say it, if ye let ‘em.”

“Yer own, y’say? What on Melkor’s taint y’talking ‘bout?”

“Aye, ye get it at birth, and later too. The beautiful one says it, they says, the proud one we caught and took ‘is hair right off. Says ‘is is Nelyafin-somethin’ er other.”

“Can y’pick yer own?”

“Ask ‘em, how should I know?”

The beautiful one teaches his name, and a stirring occurs. 

Morgoth’s thralls each want one of their own.