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.

Black background, white stars (linked by a thin line) - the constellation Pisces, The Fish.

It looks like a doodle or a sketch, or maybe it's a coded message? Who knows, just enjoy. Someone is drawing/encoding something, let it be whoever, whenever, and whyever you want. Could be Silmarillion, or beyond.

I’ve written this lament for the Hungarian Tolkien Society’s 2024/25 Annual Mailing Competition. Requirements were as folllows:
- a lament (or song, but I chose the lament) not more than 20 lines long
- it had to deal with an event mentioned in canon, but with nothing written about it
So I’ve written Melian’s lament I imagine she sings after her return to Lórien

Two drabbles about re-embodied Elves in Valinor. Chapter 1: Maeglin. Chapter 2: Celebrimbor.

Two elderly hobbit-ladies find ways to get through the time of Saruman's rule over the Shire.

Fingon's rescue of Maedhros in An Attempt at poetry
For the July 2025 Challenge Swinging 40s

Fingon steals Maedhros away a hundred times during the long peace.
Double drabble

Findekáno, son of Fëanáro, and Maitimo, son of Nolofinwë, have always been close. A pity, then, that their fathers' relationship trickles down to them.
A role reversal fic

It is an unfortunate fact that Findekáno has a reputation for making girls think he is courting them. Maitimo, as his friend, knows that this is simply a miscommunication, a disconnect between Findekáno's easy affection and the norms of Tirion. Knowing all this does not help him at all.

Maglor sings the blues.
Umbels, such as those among which Luthien danced.

Rían sitting on the arm of her Entwife girlfriend.

Maedhros and Fingon, ie Russo and Finnu from Prayers to Broken Stone, 19 years old and up to no-good at all. If you want to know why they’re dressed up like a Mecca pilgrim and a Roman cardinal, check out the snippet in the notes!

In his youth, Mîm, the Petty Dwarf, was enamoured of the beauty of nature, and poured his very being into the fine sculptures of flowers that he forged from gold and silver and gemstones.

In Aman, no one dies (unless they are related to Fëanor).

Elrond muses, and mourns, and moves on as he must. For the Gates of Summer challenge prompt 'as kind as summer'.

A glass paperweight that brings to mind the fire and fury of an atomic detonation.

Fëanáro is reembodied as the Fourth Age of the Sun commences, and he has to deal with several things. But there's one thing he cannot quite manage to fix. That is, his relationship with his wife.
Or: five (but more like six) times Nerdanel doesn't reach out, and one time she does.

Maglor has given his family everything, but he will not give them his death. But he cannot sea-wander forever, and he finds peace in the East.

What then, auntie, separates us from the ones who left them here, save for the reasons behind our cruelty?

Searching for documents related to her father's life, Aragorn's daughter instead finds a jumble of conflicting documents about the nature of Maglor and Maedhros's fosterage of Elrond and Elros.

"I wonder what sort of tale we've fallen into?" asked Sam.
"I wonder," said Frodo. "But I don't know."
Frodo reflects on greatness, and stories, after Galadriel shares a memory.

Arwen contemplates three people who share her name.
Fic for Jaz' MA presentation (Twilight, Child Of: Comparisons Between Tinúviel, Lómion, and Undómiel)

for the prompt "i'll be the man my father never was" for any trans son of feanor

Hemmoril, Maglor's master of horses, has struck up a tenuous friendship with a new ex-thrall in Himring. He invites her to come to the tea gardens where he works to taste a new blend based on some flowers she harvested for him.