Honouring their ancient promise, many Elves never left Middle-Earth - though the situation is not without its problems. Aragorn's latest descendant doesn't believe in Elves, for starters. But then again, Lindir never believed in anything but music, Elrond never thought he would be Master of Rivendell twice, and Legolas never expected to like Instagram quite this much.

Sequel to Dark Fascinations of Light. I was once the slave of Morgoth, but now I am servant of Melkor. Morgoth shattered my life, but Melkor glued the pieces back together. I was a vessel for the Secret Flame of Eru, but I gave that up willingly. Now, I have been called back for another, final task, and given back what I had given up. What am I supposed to do with it now? AU Temp H

Okay, okay, okay. So MAYBE I panicked! So MAYBE I told my grandma that I was married when, in fact, I'm not! So MAYBE the only person she'd believe I'm "married" to is the Winter Soldier. So what? Pretending to be married isn't THAT hard... right? It's all duct tape and safety pins - we're only gonna be "together" for a short time! ... Right?

An Average Whovian has her life turned upside down when she is sucked into the world of her favorite tv show. Join Elena as she travels through time and space with the Doctor and discovers things about herself she never thought possible. (Story is hopefully better than summary. Rated T cause I'm paranoid. Cover by the wonderful queenofmud Currently being edited by LilactheDrad.)

Translation: Stranger. Flying headfirst through a windshield is supposed to kill a person, not drop them in the creepiest forest in the entire bloody universe. Given what Lorna left behind her, however, she'll take giant spiders, incomprehensible strangers, and culture shock any day. Or, what was an attempt at a realistic GiME fic, until I added zombies.