New Challenge: Title Track
Tolkien's titles range from epic to lyrical to metaphorical. This month's challenge selected 125 of them as prompts for fanworks.

A fluff breakfast conversation in Himring, between Maedhros and Fingon, because they deserve some happiness. Mild Maedhros/Fingon slash.
The Dragon Helm was the most meaningful gift Maedhros could have given Fingon. It always bothered me that he gave it away when it could have saved him at the Nirnaeth Arnoediad.

Maedhros and Maglor in the immediate aftermath of the Nirnaeth Arnoediad. Flashbacks to Tirion. Maedhros and Fingon first realizing about their relationship and feelings for each other.
My thanks to Alpha Ori for being my beta on this.
Many thanks to Dawn Felagund for creating the culture and atmosphere of Tirion and Fëanor's family in her brilliant story "Another Man's Cage." It influenced my thoughts on this and the family of Fëanor

Borrowed the general idea from nyx thranduillon's 100 short one-shots on fanfiction.net This is not 100 one shots--my goal is a series of one shots each consisting of less than 100 words. Tryng to see how concise I can be and still set a scene. These are all entirely from Maedhros' point of view. Could not keep it less than 100 words for the last one shot.

There is a scene in "Children of Hurin" in which Turin watches Fingon ride over the bridge near his home.
I believe, in canon, this is meant to be about Elves being remote and elusive--but, personally, I can't image Fingon on that bridge in white and silver with his knights unless he were actually dropping in to visit Hurin (or Morwen), even if it was on the way to somewhere else.
So--in my Gloom cycle--he does visit Hurin. ( Turin, I suppose, may be just too young to be in on most of the proceedings.)
Now, maybe Rian was there, too--and what more natural than that, as a maker of songs, she would make a song to welcome him?
And this bit of song here would have sounded a lot better when Rian herself sang it to the tune she had made up--all spontaneously, of course!

It is twenty-eight years, three months, one week, and six days from the date of Maedhros' rescue, meaning that starting today, he has been free for longer than he was a prisoner.

Fingon arrives at Lake Mithrim and learns of Maedhros' capture. His search, discovery and rescue of Maedhros. No slash.

After six thousand years in Mandos, Fingon and Maedhros rejoin the world. Nothing will ever be the same as it was, but a remote plot of land, a cabin, a garden, and a few animals are all they need.

Fingon and Maedhros try to overcome what separates them, even death.

It's the night the Oath of Feanor was taken. Maedhros has doubts. Fingon comes to comfort him.

Aredhel deals with Fëanorians, family, and the Ice. (A sequence of eight drabbles.)

Prodigal, you have given me love – therefore I to you give love!
O unspeakable passionate love.
Maedhros navigates new realities -- with the help of Fingon and Maglor.
Written for Smut Swap 2016.

Two pieces featuring Findis, eldest daughter of Finwe, and her choices after the Darkening.
I. A Season on Taniquetil (Findis, Fingon; quadrabble)
II. The Hermit (Findis, Finarfin)

Helcaraxe spares no one.

In which May is captured and Fin rescues her (with some string-pulling help given by Commander Skywalker, of course). Or, the Fingon/Maedhros edition of Star Wars AUs.
(Written for Amy Fortuna for Chocolate Box 2015)

Fingon arrives in Formenos on a clandestine mission -- to spend some time with his cousin, Maedhros. Written for My Slashy Valentine 2016, for Nuredhel.

Fingon, Caranthir, and the aftermath of Maedhros' capture by Morgoth.

Recueil de mini-épisodes et drabbles dans un univers alternatif moderne de la fanfiction Maudits Silmarils. Nouveaux chapitres.

In Mithrim, after the rescue of Maedhros: Fingon and his half-orphaned niece Idril and an apple, a special one.

Just before the Union of Maedhros, Araloth overhears one conversation, and remembers several others.
(Written for Himring for Fandom Stocking 2015)

À Gondolin, pendant que ses chevaliers parcourent le monde, Turgon déprime... Une parodie crack du Silmarillion façon Kaamelott et Sacré Graal. Suite du livre I. Nouveau chapitre : L'absence.

When Erestor was young, his father had shown him their family’s heirloom: a primitive map of Cuiviénen and the inland sea scratched out on deer hide in ink made from soot and oak galls, the work of his father’s father. To the east of the Orocarni was written in the ancient cirth, Here be Monsters; a warning that what lay beyond was unknown, and best left unexamined. Erestor knew, as his grandsire had known, that some things were best left unexplored. Yet like his grandsire, he pressed on in spite of this knowledge.

A ball in which no-one dances, and the morning after. (Featuring angst, politics, conversations, foreshadowing, and a guest appearance by doors. Yes, actual doorways. Also some Maedhros/Fingon.)
Written for Platinum_and_Diamonds for the 2015 LotR Secret Santa exchange.

A catch-all for short ficlets, largely centering on yet another OFC in the Pandë!verse, namely Culinen (referenced in various fics, including The Elendilmir and The Writhen Pool), who eventually becomes the master of the Guild of the Heart (healers' guild) in Ost-in-Edhil, and who contributes to the "eldritch alleles" of J. Robert Oppenheimer, Hypatia of Alexandria, and Hedy Lamarr (among others!) in the alternative history of the Pandë!verse.
Ratings will be given per chapter.