New Challenge: Epic 80s
This month's challenge features hundreds of fresh prompts from the bodacious decade of the 1980s.

Two High Kings and the calm acceptance of guilt, grace, and pressures of decision-making, leadership, and family.

Gil-galad's earliest memories are shadowed by the dynastic intrigue of kings and princesses. He was supposed to be a child of the Long Peace.

A modern AU centering around the house of finwë: who they are how they grow, and in the end, how they love. Mostly Russingon centric, but definitely involving other characters pretty liberally, especially the other feanorians.

Elf children are more precocious than human children, says Tolkien. But some elf children are even more so.

Les enfants elfes sont plus précoces que les enfants humains, nous dit Tolkien. Mais certains enfants elfes le sont plus encore.

At the Feast of Reuniting, Fingolfin finds himself missing Anaire.

After a few busy days, I read a discord discussion and had to write this utter crack.
But yes, whose is better, between Fëanor and Fingolfin?

Young Fëanáro doesn't like his baby half-brother. Until one particular day.

Findekano arrives in the world: a drabble set.

A great party has been thrown to celebrate Fingolfin’s return to life but Anairë finds not everyone is pleased by it. Gift fic for Isilloth and Grundy.

Posted for a friend, J. Mortimer Tarantula, who wanted to try drabbling, but with dark prompts: charnel, dire, spectre, vain.

Boodle’s Gentleman's Club was not normally a place of drama and excitement.

Fingolfin Returned reflects on petitioning for the release of Feanor

"Fëanaro and I lived in different worlds that did not mingle until the Pink Robes incident: that evening when Fëanaro came to our family dinner dressed in girl’s clothes."
Lalwendë, from childhood to Alqualondë, or how Dancing Like A Vanya can pave the road to killing.

Welcome to Mereth Aderthad, the Feast of Reuniting! The High King of the Noldor is throwing a truly spectacular party. Tables are set with silver, Beleriand's finest wines sparkle in crystal glasses, and Fingolfin eagerly awaits his guests. Invitations were sent far and wide, but how many will turn up? And is that a dark, terrible secret tucked away behind the festive greenery?
This story is a holiday gift for Dawn Felagund, beta-reader extraordinaire, who requested a meeting between Maglor and Daeron and a look at Fingolfin. The story has both, though Lalwen insisted on doing most of the talking.
Many thanks to Grundy for the excellent beta!

The march of Fingolfin from Lanthir Lammoth to Thangorodrim.
"It was night again."

Fingolfin's decision to cross the ice, weighs heavily on him.

From the point of view of someone different, someone who was next to the King in his last battle

Fingon is constantly pushing Maedhros's boundaries, but this time, he has gone too far. Put on mandatory sick leave after an injury, Maedhros decides to spend his three weeks recuperating alone, setting Fingon on a chase across Aman to find and make amends to his lover ... and yes, transgress one more boundary, one more time. Maedhros/Fingon. Written for Oshun, for the occasion of her 100th character biography.

Written for the 2019 Pride challenge,
My prompt: “The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal.” ~ E.M. Forster
Not gonna explain how this ficlet fits the prompt. But it does. You have to trust me.

Short stories mostly in drabble form written for the Solstice Instadrabbling Challenge 2019 on the discord server.

enter the dragon (helm of Dor-lómin).
Fingon returns to Barad Eithel with a wild wood elf. Gildis meets him.

Gundor, youngest child of Hador Lórindo, grows up and falls in love.

scenes from the life of Glóredhel, eldest child of Hador Lórindol and Gildis.
married Haldir son of Hamdir, of the Haladin.
also Legendarium Ladies April.

Summary: The First Kinslaying and its aftermath told by the fighters on both sides and the ones they left behind.
Written for B2MEM 2019 with the prompts: “the War of Telerin Aggression,” battered but not broken (Fëanorians), crippled by worry, bruise (purple), royal (purple), Fëanor was framed.
Side Note: As someone born in the South, but to proud Northern parents, I’ve heard a lot of opinions about the phrase this parody comes from. I was intrigued by this idea even before all the cards were out, and I ended up choosing this card at least partially because I wanted to see what would happen if B14 was ever called. I’m very enthused about writing this out from multiple perspectives.