After their deaths, Túrin, Nienor and Brandir wake in the land of Westeros. But why and for what, and more importantly, was it Eru or Morgoth who sent them here?

Maedhros eldest of the sons of Feanor plunged into a chasm, the Silmaril clutched to his breast. It should have been the end. Whether the Halls of Mandos or the Void were his fate should not have mattered. Instead he was dragged through the space between worlds and landed in Thedas. What will he do? How will he find his feet? Has he learned anything at all? Edited Quest

Pretty much against my own will – or rather, without my agreement, as there really was no way for me to foresee it – I'm forced to correct someone else's mistakes *heavy sigh*. Mind you, I'm a pretty short and young artist who, being an introvert, is suddenly very uncomfortable to find himself having to play the part of a silver-tongued social charmer. And I suck at acting, so...

AU universe, Gandalf leds a group of familiar heroes as he is summoned to valinor by the powers

Harry uses a spell that transfers memories from powerful historical figures into people living in the same century as the spellcaster. He expects Merlin, or even the founders, to appear. What he gets are the seven sons of Feanor. He is not even slightly prepared.

Erika's vacation has a string of bad luck. First, it was ruined after a jealous witch cursed her to be something she never imagined to be and found herself in a weird place with beautiful people armed with weird weapons pointed directly on her face. Their leader, a golden haired warrior gave her not just garments to cover her bareness but also hope. A mermaid in Arda! Glorfindel/OC

Maglor cast his Silmaril into the sea, and lingered to haunt the shores and sing his sorrow, too stubborn to fade and too disconsolate to sail. Centuries later, his song was heard by a most unexpected creature: Sam Gamgee, on his way to the Gray Havens...

Wanda is offered a chance at a fresh start, but the catch is that her and her brother will have to leave their Multi-verse to get it.

The Dunedain are sworn to serve and protect the heir of Isildur. But for one, dreams of a shining jewel and violent waves sometimes get in the way. Elrohir x OFC, Rewrite of The Other Ranger. NEW Book 1 of The Feanoriel Chronicles

A crack story based on my old (but still frequently visited) Silmarillion map for Heroes of Might and Magic II. What would (some of) Tolkien's characters think about being thrust into a reflection of their own world shaped by the rules of a very different setting?

At the start of a new Age, a young Thranduil feels burdened by his past and anxious over his future – he has no time for Yule or jolly Noldos. Elrond, one of said jolly Noldos, begs to differ and tries to show the stressed Sinda that there is still joy to be found even in the uncertain times they find themselves living in. A Christmas 2023 Prompt Fic.

When elfling Thranduil sets his heart on getting his Ada a particular gift for Yule, he has little idea of the adventure he is about to embark on and the ancient new friend he will make along the way. A Christmas 2023 Prompt Fic.

An advent calendar of my Tolkien AU, the Niennandil-verse. Featuring 25 short fics, updating daily! (I hope...)

In the beginning, they let anything happen to them to keep the innocents from being slaughtered Part I of A Song For Fantasies.

Steve Rogers was found in the arctic on the morning of April 14th,'12. It was supposed to be a time of mourning, solace, a day all would remember that Steve Rogers came home. It was supposed to be a day of closure. But instead of a funeral, there was a hospital room. Instead of a dirge, a baseball game. Instead of a dead father and friend, they got a living one. better inside sum.

To earn the favor of Odium, I must present him with powers he has never possessed. Centuries of planning and preparation have led up to this point, and I'm putting eternity on the line...

The life and adventures of the daughter of Fëanor (and her insane relatives) from the early childhood and throughout the long Elven life. A tale of how the bright carefree days prior to the creation of the Silmarils were replaced by trials in the new lands.

Hoid writes a letter of urgency to the last friend he trusts in the entire Cosmere, fearing that the Dark Tyrant will find him soon.

The Witch King died, along with the rest of the world, ravaged by the accursed Archaon in the name of Chaos. However, a soul that has been burning with the fire of hatred for six thousand years is not so easily destroyed. The Lord of Naggaroth gets to incarnate anew, in the body of the one who was destined to shine brighter than any star.

They were strangers up until one fateful mid-morning when they awoke in a field. Will they find a way home, or have to accept the unscientific reality of their predicament? It was either a second chance at life, or some weird form of purgatory.

In the final moments before his death, Medivh realizes what has truly happened. He realizes that it is not only he who failed - they all have. And the End begins.

With the fall of Gondolin, Elvish power in Beleriand is almost extinct. Morgoth controls the North, and it's only a matter of time until the Mouths of Sirion are decimated by his hordes. But into this hopeless situation falls a madman in a box...

The stories chronicling the wonderful works of the noblest and most beautiful angels of the Lord during the biblical times. Of how Manwë, Varda, Ulmo, Námo and all the others assisted the Children of Israel, the Prophets, the Apostles and Lord Himself during His life on Earth and of how they were there in all things.

While Morgoth ravaged the Earth and bound his power to it, Yavanna planted a new garden beyond his reach. After he was imprisoned, she returned there, and was delighted by what she found. For long ages she dwelled there in peace. But eventually, Men would find their way where Morgoth could not. A blending of Tolkien’s Legendarium with Cameron’s Avatar. Now cross-posted to AO3.

When Fëanor son of Finwë does the impossible and escapes the eternal halls of Mandos, he throws the neatly ordered song of Arda into chaos. The fate of all people, both mortal and otherwise, will be forever changed and not even Námo Doomsayer can tell where this terrible path will lead us.