Hi Tolkien fandom! Olórin would like to remind you that Ainur Week is in 3 days (September 1 – 9, 2025)! Get excited! 🧡 I can’t wait to see what y’all create. If you have any questions, feel free to send this blog an ask or message me at @glorf1ndel!

Dead Dove December 2025

It's that time of year again! Time to cozy up with blankets and hot cocoa, and read some beautifully crafted Dead Dove Smut . . . Everyone does that, right?

We are bringing Dead Dove December back with all new prompts!

This year we are switching it up with some song prompts and some quotes. Let us know if you like these, we will try and include more!

As always, any fic, moodboard, fanart, edit, etc is allowed to be submitted!

To submit:

1) Tag us @tolkienpinupcalendar 2) use the tag #tpcdeaddovedecember 3) use the smutmissions form here

Filiori Fest 2026 Optional Prompts

*taps mic* Is this thing on?

Hi!

We're officially 2 months away from the beginning of Filiori Fest, and now I'm finally getting around to writing entirely optional prompts! (Take as much or as little as you need from what follows; mix and match, or change them up to your liking, to fit your creation style. Or don't even use them at all! These are just here for those who work better off of prompts. I may add more as we get closer, but for now here are 31 different prompts for those who'd like them.)

If you'd like to suggest a prompt as well, feel free!

Welcome to Dick Grayson Anniversary Week 2026! From April 6th to 12th, we’ll be celebrating 86 YEARS OF DICK GRAYSON 🐦 with the following amazing prompts you voted for:

💙 DICK GRAYSON ANNIVERSARY WEEK 2026 PROMPTS 💙

‘A Celebration of 86 Years’ is the free prompt. You have 3 months to create your works. 🥁

🤺OPTIONAL EXTRA CHALLENGE🤺

A few words from the bingo blackout winner: While Dick is a decidedly male character despite some feminine or androgenous traits in canon, fandom has been treating him as the eldest daughter since at least Battle for the Cowl by putting him under emotional pressure, high expectations, and making him responsibile for any bad actions perpetuated by other male characters. If Dick does not meet impossible standards, he is infantilized and vilified. I'm challenging my fellow participants to instead showcase the resilience and strength Dick has in common with the eldest daughters of the DC Universe.

The optional extra challenge can be used throughout the 2026 event.

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Arcanine -- Nisota Niso

'She doesn't breathe as she watches Shikamaru, handsome and... something, something else, pull out his phone on television and read the message she'd just sent him. His mouth. The reaction is so slight, just a minuscule opening of his lips, the slightest tension in the corners; the lowest twitch of a smile.'

Inspired by @senbons Good Girl, Sharp Teeth on ao3

first nejilee art of the year :3

It's been awhile huh? Here's a poll for you guys

I wanted to study silly expressions, so I did some study of my fav screenshots I took while rewatching Naruto haha

Life is an Adventure

Kankuro and Gaara take it upon themselves to "rescue" their sister.

But since when do things go according to plan?

Gaara didn't curse — ever. But the hiss that escaped him was the closest thing he ever got to it. Nowhere, in all the documents, security protocols, or even in the receipts, was it mentioned that Kidomaru’s office would practically become a safe room when disconnected from the network.

How could this have happened? It was his responsibility to ensure that everyone got out safely. Only he had access to the cameras and could assess the situation accordingly. He was the conductor of all their moves, and now Kankuro seemed lost, and all the evidence with him.

Gara had never been reckless. He had always been more of a general who sent his troops —in this case, his siblings— into battle. Not because he was a coward, but because he felt the need to have everything under control, not just his part, but everyone else's as well. For him, chance was a fairy tale, something people talked about, but didn't truly exist.

Well, he was out of backup plans. His precious control had slipped through his fingers like sand in an hourglass, leaving him with nothing.

But even though he didn't know exactly how to save the situation, he knew what his next step had to be: get out of the surveillance van and walk into the lion's den. There was nothing he could do from out here anymore, not with the servers down.

“Guess, for everyone comes the time to believe in fairy tales.” He murmured and got on the move.

ao3 link