Title: Immortality
Author: Elrohir (Assisted by the Hobbit on the more slashy bits, and I can’t tell you how much that disturbs me.)
Part: 12/?
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, many pairings according to the Ages
Rating: NC17/R
Disclaimer: Tolkien owns these elves, the history, Middle-earth and my soul. No profit is made - even if there was, I’d be spending it on Tolkien.
Timeline: Four Ages of Arda
Warning: Angst (no one can live that long without it), violence in some parts, explicit sexual content/slash - I’ll add the rest as I go along.
Beta:
Summary: The morning after.

( Where I attempt to write like my mathairCollapse )

Title: Immortality
Author: destinial and rewritten by the hobbit
Part: 11/? (The Beltane episode part 6!)
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, many pairings according to the Ages
Rating: NC17/R
Disclaimer: Tolkien owns these elves, the history, Middle-earth and my soul. No profit is made- even if there is, I’d be spending it on Tolkien.
Timeline: Four Ages of Arda
Warning: Angst (no one can live that long without it), violence in some parts, explicit sexual content/slash- I’ll add the rest as I go along.
Beta: Agie and Athos
Summary: Four Ages of Arda through the story of Erestor and Glorfindel. My mother started it, my father had a little part to play and methinks I'll try to continue it. We assume of course that I am up to this mammoth task. My mathair, being the queen of essay-planning, has actually left plot lines in her notebooks, sheesh. The deal however is, you'll have to convince Elladan to illustrate, because I am determined not to do it alone.
/italics/: Glorfindel’s perspective more than two millennia later.

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itle: Twin-talk
Author: Elrohir
Rating: PG13
Cast: Gwanunig
Warnings: Don't expect a tale. -grin-
Disclaimer: Tolkien owns this family's collective soul, even if we do own our names.

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I had to disappear from the face of the earth for a bit. Took me a month of travelling to see all seven of my brothers and the numerous cousins I have. I discovered that I have reached the age where, if I don't catch my peers fast, they will slip through the gaps of my fingers without my realising it. (Sorry, Agie, I'll reply to your email once I settle my work Inbox - mea culpa).

That and I need to deliver wedding invitations. Wedding preparations are going on much more smoothly now, and it pleases me greatly that we have agreed on a compromise. Unfortunately, there are so many things to look out for in a wedding and for the umpteenth time, I wish I had daughters instead. On top of my new academic duties this semester, my R-life is insanely busy yet again, and I am due at the cardiologist next month, something which I am not looking forward to. Elrohir however will be back home on February 15 thereabouts, for which I am most grateful for.

But yes, otherwise, I am writing the next chapter of Immortality (finally) and in between I actually wrote these for Christmas. Naturally I didn't post them in time, but better late than never I say:

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Title: A child’s yuletide
Author: jalynne
Rating: PG13
Cast: Erestor, Glorfindel, Lindir, Vehiron
Warnings: None
Word count: 91
Author's note: Yes, I know I should be writing the next chapter of Immortality but until RL settles down a bit, drabbles (little windows into the future of Immortality at that) will have to be my muse-outlet.

Erestor scowled at Lindir, who had the grace to look very sheepish. It was bright and early on Yuletide morning, and Vehiron had been very excited to see his Uncle Ecthelion visit quite so early. His parents however were not very pleased to have their little celebration in the comfort of their bed so abruptly interrupted.

“He did ask for an instrument!” Lindir said rather defensively.

Even as Erestor’s frown deepened, Glorfindel looked at his son and regarded the racket with much chagrin.

“But did you HAVE to give him a drum?!”

Title: A Christmas Tree
Author: jalynne
Rating: PG13
Cast: Erestor, Glorfindel
Warnings: None
Summary: Athos dared me.
Word count: 100 exactly

“Erestor. The tree looks perfectly fine where it is.” Glorfindel grumbled as he shifted the tree to the left of the window again. He cursed Galdor once more for starting the ridiculous trend of bringing Yule indoors – you would have thought that after the Helcarxe, a little chill would not have mattered.

“It will catch the light better if you would shift it just a little right.”

“Erestor!”

Erestor walked right to his husband and kissed him most soundly on the lips. Resting his nose against Glorfindel, he waited for an answer.

“A little more to the right, you say?”

Title: A peep into the future
Author: jalynne
Rating: PG13
Cast: Erestor, Glorfindel
Warnings: None
Summary: Of course I had to answer to a dare, but here's a little peep into Immortality's universe.
Word count: 98

Erestor leant against Glorfindel and gazed lovingly at his present this Yuletide. So much thought, so much love had been placed in his hands that he was quite in awe. Silently basking in the beauty of the moment, he whispered, “I am much blessed, Fin, so very blessed.”

Glorfindel hugged his husband close, relishing in the intimacy of the moment. Nothing could come close to the love he felt for Erestor, but as he leant down to kiss the elfling in Erestor’s arms, he thought one other came close.

“But still not quite as much as I, Tor.”

I have been meaning to save all the very pretty icons Agie made for me, but dang, livejournal is not allowing me. I keep getting the error in loading page. Any ideas, anyone?

Title: Immortality
Author: destinial
Part: 10/? (The Beltane episode part 5: much longer than I expected it to be)
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, many pairings according to the Ages
Rating: NC17/R
Disclaimer: Tolkien owns these elves, the history, Middle-earth and my soul. No profit is made- even if there is, I’d be spending it on Tolkien.
Timeline: Four Ages of Arda
Warning: Angst (no one can live that long without it), violence in some parts, explicit sexual content/slash- I’ll add the rest as I go along.
Beta: Agie and Athos, who probably killed all my past particles between them. *grin* I promise to write the next chapter today.
Summary: Four Ages of Arda through the story of Erestor and Glorfindel. I am just a tad insane.
/italics/: Glorfindel’s perspective more than seven millennia later.
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*sheepish* I have disappeared for a long while, I know. It would have been my fault except that I have been hard at work over that square piece of fabric I mentioned before. That and the annual Samhain ball for a gang of costume historians. That is our annual opportunity to leave the labs, the archives and the computer aside, and seek to outperform everyone else within the circle. I decided upon Elizabethan era, and sewing is a serious bitch. Perry is not helping the progress, seeing how he has just landed in the same project as Elladan and the two of them are forever dragging me out of the house to another survey of yet another glorious building. As a result, my muse is dead. Here's a chapter I did before the muse ran dry.

Title: Immortality
Author: destinial
Part: 9/? (The Beltane episode part 4)
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel, many pairings according to the Ages
Rating: NC17/R
Disclaimer: Tolkien owns these elves, the history, Middle-earth and my soul. No profit is made- even if there is, I’d be spending it on Tolkien.
Timeline: Four Ages of Arda
Warning: Angst (no one can live that long without it), violence in some parts, explicit sexual content/slash- I’ll add the rest as I go along.
Beta: Athos and Agie! Thanks ladies!
Summary: Four Ages of Arda through the story of Erestor and Glorfindel. I am just a tad insane.

( Immortality 9/?Collapse )

( My father Tauron and my husband, somewhat of a GlorfindelCollapse )

I finally got my mail client hooked up. Do you know what this means? I actually get mailing lists!!! *coughs, coughs* That's why I haven't been posting to Erestor Lovers. That and the fact that the husband AND the brother are still quarreling. MEN.

We are due back home Friday so that I can meet relatives and share in the oohing-and-ahhing over my sons' impending matrimony. I most certainly do not want to miss the chance of seeing my oldest son squirm. Put the Irish and the Scot together, you'll get: ladies with a nose for gossip, marvellous home cooked food, a lot of music, a generous flow of Guinness and whisky. These are just the things you'll know from stereotypes. What they don't tell you's we'll also get: a good game of shinty (hockey, only more violent), incomprehensible accents, multiple insults, dart games at politicians' potshots and for this occasion, every single story of wedding nights.

Oh yes, Elladan will squirm. I am an evil mother, I know. But I did give birth to hellions, who after catching an unfortunate moment of me, tried to wax the dog.

I am looking forward to Scotland, but I have had a most fruitful time out field in Germany as well. We have not learnt anything extremely fancy, but I managed to get a square inch worth of actual fabric. That, in historian/archaeologist terms, is gold. Absolute gold. I want to get back to my lab and mull over it, but I do have an event coming up at the museum, so I do what any in my position would do. I tasked my master students. *twiddle thumbs*