For the Tengwar prompt challenge.  To be updated as new prompts are completed.

For the instadrabble prompt: lost in memory

[F]or his father was dearer to him than the light of Valinor or the peerless works of his hands; - The Silmarillion

There came a time of winter, when night was dark and without moon; and the wide plain of Ard-galen stretched dim beneath the cold stars, from the hill-forts of the Noldor to the feet of Thangorodrim. The watchfires burned low, and the guards were few;

The Silmarillion - JRR Tolkien

A moment between those known by others as Petty Dwarves.  Their name for themselves is unknown.

Terentaulë makes her choice; but in the end, they were both fruit of the same tree.

Tirion's masked ball offers decadent delights, mistaken identities, insatiable yearnings, and inescapable philanderings.

For a "trick or treat" 3-setence story prompt on tumblr.  Thank you to shrikeseams for the request.

Finduilas has accompanied Finrod on a visit to Doriath, but she is soon drawn out into the forest to explore the land of hidden enchantments.

A new beginning cannot erase the past, but it can soften the blow.

A letter arrives for Galadriel, but what is left unsaid sends the loudest message.

“I thought I was stronger than a word, but I just discovered that having to say goodbye to you is by far the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.” – Colleen Hoover

For the prompt epistolary.

"What has so shadowed thy spirit? What is this wound thou bearest which I can neither bind nor soothe?"

“The cruelest wound, from which I shall never heal."

Andreth opens up to Aegnor, sharing something of her people and their past.

The story of Ernis, wife of Fingon, and Erien, their daughter.

Caranthir pens a letter to his cousin, seeking assistance for the People of Haleth.

A teaser from the Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang 2022 fic Wanderlust which is now available to read in full on AO3

Arafin seeks Elulindo's aid for a quest which will take them far to the south to waters filled with wonders he has never before seen.

A sonnet for Thingol and Melian

The sea-longing returns to Tuor, and he hopes he might be allowed to sail West, for the miseries of Middle-earth only grow and no place feels safe enough.

The cruel servants of Celegorm seized [Dior's] young sons and left them to starve in the forest... and of the fate of Eluréd and Elurín no tale tells.