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Fandom: TOLKIEN J. R. R. • The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth
Rating: T+
Relationship: Celegorm/Dior/Nimloth
Word Count: 6,229
( Content Warnings: )
Summary:

In which Celegorm tries to do some reconnaissance on Doriath, finds some children in the woods, does his good deed for the century, and promptly gets taken prisoner for it.

Dior's bitter he can't just murder Celegorm. After all, he's not one of the eldar, it doesn't count as kinslaying if he does it.

Nimloth's impressed no one is dead yet and plans on keeping it that way for as long as possible.
( Beginning Notes: )( one time salt / the next honey / each disguised to cover poison )( End Notes: )

Originally posted on AO3

Fandom: TOLKIEN J. R. R. • The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth
Rating: T+
Relationship: Celegorm/Dior/Nimloth
Word Count: 5,238
( Content Warnings: )
Summary:

“Dior, son of Luthien,” Námo intones, “you do not belong in these halls. I will show you the way to where your path is meant to lead.”

Celegorm looks to Dior and tilts his head in curiosity at the defiant look being directed at Námo. “No,” Dior says, voice hard. “I feel no call to follow the path of men. I will stay in the halls with my kin.”

“I was not presenting it as a choice,” Námo says severely and Celegorm frowns. Sees Curufin across the room shaking his head and gesturing for Celegorm to join him. He thinks to but then looks at Dior again and gets distracted by the look on his face.

An animal backed into a corner, his mind supplies, glancing down at the way Dior’s fingers are beginning to press into Celegorm’s fëa from how hard he is gripping Celegorm’s wrist.

Dior bares his teeth. “I was not either."
( our souls real enough to burn )( End Notes: )

Originally posted on AO3

Fandom: TOLKIEN J. R. R. • The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth
Rating: T+
Relationship: Celegorm & Finrod
Word Count: 3,560
( Content Warnings: )( Series: there's a lake at the bottom of our river )
Summary:

He doesn’t need to stay but he knows, that buried in his heart is that same little desire that had sometimes had him looking over his shoulder after he’d left Nargothrond. That little thought that he’d turn to look and find Curufin and Celegorm riding up behind them because they’d realized they didn’t want him to go into danger alone. He just wants his friend back really. Doesn’t know if that’s possible. Especially if Celegorm isn’t willing to even try to apologize.

He’s just hurt. He’s never handled that as gracefully as he should.

Or: Finrod just wanted to retrieve his niece and return to Tirion so he didn’t have to explain to his sister why he let her daughter come to even more harm. He absolutely did not want to deal with all the old hurts that seeing Celegorm brought back up. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like he's going to get much of a choice in the matter. Everything is going totally fine.
( the lullaby i wrote on your throat )

Originally posted on AO3

Fandom: TOLKIEN J. R. R. • The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth
Rating: T+
Relationship: Celebrían & Celegorm • Celebrían & Celegorm & Finrod
Word Count: 10,957
( Content Warnings )( Series: there's a lake at the bottom of our river )
Summary:

Celebrían sails.

They send her to Lórien first and she flees. She stays with her grandfather and Finarfin does not understand. Finrod tries to help and she doesn’t know how to let him. She smiles a lot. Nods. Grits her teeth and tries to find anything, anything, to spark a desire to live in her chest again.

And then three years later, wandering the streets of Tirion, she hears the whispers - the Fëanorians have begun returning - and for the first time since she arrived, a small spark of interest takes root in her chest.

Or: Celebrían makes some choices many would find questionable, Celegorm grapples with the difficulty of having genuine interactions with anyone, and Finrod was completely prepared to rip Celegorm's throat out too if he'd harmed Celebrían. Everything is going totally fine.
( I left myself in the lost and found box )( end notes )

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Entries tagged with silm: celegorm

one time salt / the next honey / each disguised to cover poison

our souls real enough to burn

part 2: the lullaby i wrote on your throat

Part 1: I left myself in the lost and found box

my heart is a tripwire

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