Category: writing

Fae-Feeding

Children were normally considered precious amongst the Elves; however, relationships amongst Elves could go awry just like they could amongst Men, Dwarves, or any other Folk. While there was nothing Lord Glorfindel could do about his little warrior’s past, he could nurture his future.

“fëa (pl. fëar), and hröa (pl. hröar), are Quenya terms for ‘soul’ (or ‘spirit’) and ‘body’. The Sindarin equivalents are fae and rhaw, respectively.”

Tolkien Gateway wiki.

Elves are cuddly vampires instead of crunchy vampires. Lord Glorfindel is also your old fashioned grandpa raising a 20-something-by-human-standards horrifically abused elf lad adult.

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Real Adulthood™️

Identity’s hard enough for loved and safe people to figure out. It’s even harder to figure out when the people who are supposed to be taking care of you act more childish than their children.

Starring Shrouded Chaos as faerself.

Also Featuring: Dancer and Wolfgang as themselves.

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Wisdom from Raven

Fair warning, bad fictional parenting. It doesn’t get much worse than your father being an actual, literal demon trying to bring about the end of the world.

“When I use my powers, I have to put a little of my soul into whatever I’m moving. I become a part of it and it becomes a part of me.”

Raven, Teen Titans 2003.
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Of Wolves and Elves

Wolf!Barry has gotten injured in a fight with a bear, so Rogue Pack travels to Lady Caitlin’s Whitewood for healing.

Written for the 2020 Arrowverse Quarantine Fic Exchange. I was matched with my good friend blueelvewithwings and elected to write for the prompt sick/injured.

This features the good ship coldflashwave: Barry Allen / Mick Rory / Leonard Snart.

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Hartmon Domestic Bliss

Written for VioletTeaTime during the 2020 Hartmon Fanworks Exchange. In this instance, “Hartmon” refers to the good ship Cisco Ramon / Hartley Rathaway. This was also intended to be my last work created for the CW Flash fandom. Who knows? We all need some superheros in our lives.

This was going to be purely sweet and happy.

And then emotions happened.

Imagine being safe in your own house. Sounds pretty great.

my notes back from 2020.

Here’s the link if you’d prefer to read on AO3.

Lastly, this story contains depictions of food and (pet) rats; as well as mentions of transphobia, biphobia, and homophobia.

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Focus, Little Fox!

“What do you mean my parentage is ‘in dispute’?!” Lord Glorfindel laughed.

“You’re the only named member of your house,” Umbarto said, wagging his tail like a dog. He was a skin-changer. Currently, he was a fox with bluish-black fur and green eyes.

“Our house,” he said. This was his boy now. He didn’t need Maglor or any of those kin-slayers. He just needed him: his father! If it was easier for him to be a fox than a person, he could be a fox.

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Silver Papa Wolves

“Child,” the lord of Lórien spoke with a voice that was as grimly firm as his face. “You need a home. That is all anybody needs to know. And you are correct, you are absurd for even worrying about being ‘adopted out of wedlock’.” He chuckled as he gathered the poor child into his arms. He was the clingiest kitten Lord Celeborn had ever seen, rather justifiably. He had less than an inch of black hair on him, and his eyes were emeralds that were shining with the first polish they’d been given in years.

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