#Aragorn’s daughters

[anghraine]

Maybe it's just because I'm sleepy and my brain is tired and irritable, but I do wish fandom in general weren't so absolutely intent on casting all familial or quasi-familial relationships into some near approximation of US nuclear family idealization.

Acting as a caretaker for a child doesn't automatically make someone their "real parent" or "adopted parent" or "any parent at all" if the child doesn't see them that way. These caretaking relationships can be messy, begrudging, or essentially coercive (in both fiction and IRL, and in life, forcing children into situations where "they'll be taken care of" is often coercive and/or predatory).

And sometimes a caretaker adult, whether a natural parent, adoptive parent, some kind of guardian, or more amorphous caretaker, is ... bad, actually. It's understandable for the children they take care of (whether literal children or now-adult people who experienced it previously) to have had negative experiences they have complicated feelings about, to have complicated feelings about their caretakers that may not distill down to "real parents", to be capable of harsh criticism of their former caretakers, even if they love them.

Sometimes it is the simpler scenario where a child is adopted and it looks very much like a conventional "nuclear" relationship (though even then, the child can have more complex and inconvenient feelings than they're often supposed to have). But—okay, I may be biased from coming from a family that was licensed for foster care, which saw a lot of children essentially forced into foster care with varying complicated feelings about it that didn't always equate to "this person who looks after me is my mother"—even after a long time, sometimes.

And there's frequently a nasty pressure on children placed in "care" to either reach out to their birth or adoptive parents, or to wholly turn their backs on them and accept their current caretakers as the only parents who matter. But usually things are messier than that. You can care about a caretaker, you can respect and love them, and still not feel like you're their child. Or maybe you do! It just depends.

This can happen with siblings as well, especially when there's a big age difference—yeah, one of the siblings may be functionally filling the shoes of their parents as well as they can, but it doesn't necessarily make them actual parents in the eyes of their younger siblings (or themselves). It can, but doesn't have to. Or maybe it's something messier, like when the relationship is almost parental, but not quite, and the exact nature of the dynamic is hard to pin down.

There's also the case where the relationship may have been parental at one point, but one of the parties (usually the caretaker) burned bridges so badly that the child (often an adult at this point) cuts ties and doesn't deny that the caretaker filled a parental role back then, but wholly rejects it as any kind of current reality. This can happen with biological family, but also with looser caretaker relationships as well (esp the cultier ones).

I'm thinking of a lot of fandom examples of these kinds of indeterminate caretaker-child (or former child) relationships, where either we know or have good reason to believe the child doesn't regard a former caretaker as exactly the same as a parent, or we just don't know what the nature of the relationship is, and fandom will be absolutely insistent that the only possible way to read it is parent-child.

And also, sometimes there's nothing wrong with the caretaker relationship, but it's still not parent-child. It simply doesn't map onto this parental mold that fandom tries to box all adult-child caretaking relationships into, because family is more complicated than a single, very simplistic model allows.

#i know i've grumped about this before—both the trend and specific instances of it #but it never goes away so my annoyance is evergreen #i've always thought it interesting that austen persistently characterizes georgiana's perception of darcy as /almost/ a father #they're close in this caretaker-child way that could be parental but isn't /quite/ #i also think that elrond loving aragorn as much as he loves elladan and elrohir is incredibly touching #but also that fandom tends to overlook gilraen's influence and how her being as much elrond's niece as arathorn was his nephew #may have played into the family dynamic at rivendell #i also wish there was more fic exploring the difference between how leia feels as an adopted daughter and luke as a loved nephew #because luke so emphatically identifies with anakin and considers padmé their 'real mother' and says he can't remember his #like ... it's very clear that he's not thinking of beru as his mother even though he loved her #but bail and breha are totally leia's parents! #it's okay for things to be complicated and messy in ways that a strict nuclear family structure doesn't account for #anghraine rants #general fanwank #long post #for the tags: #austen blogging #austen fanwank #legendarium blogging #legendarium fanwank #sw fanwank

[shy-blue-blossom]

Scary Day

Aragorn

After the war and all the fighting because of the dark lord, peace has finally graced Middle-earth. While everyone was enjoying themselves, there were still the problems of the remaining Orcs and uki-hai wondering middle-earth. That did not stop Aragorn and Arwen from having a son fourteen years after a little girl. A month after their son's birthday, they were blessed with a little girl, and they could not have been happier.

Four years later.

While Aragorn was teaching his son, Aaron, more techniques with a sword, Arwen was looking after their little girl, who had gotten lost in the castle once again. So as she was looking for her, she deemed it right to tell Aragorn and Aaron about it, well she told everyone in the castle that she was lost and if anyone saw her and they were to take her to either herself or Aragorn.

As they were searching the castle, they didn't think to look in the royal garden where all the beautiful flowers and breathtakingly tall trees. While the little princess was sitting in the gardens minding her own business and playing with the flowers, she didn't notice the things behind her.

Aragorn, Arwen and Aaron were looking all over the castle until Aaron said about the royal gardens and she could be there. When they arrived, they saw her playing with the flowers, but the shadow in the trees didn't go unnoticed by Aragorn.

"Y/n came here, please." He called to his little girl.

She looked to see her father, and the biggest grin found its way onto her face as she stood up and ran to her father, kneeling to hug her. He stood straight once again when her arms were around his neck, and his arm wrapped around her to stop her from falling. They began to go inside until Aragorn heard a string being pulled back. He put y/n down, who looked like she was about to cry, but when she looked up to him, reeling her pointy ears that she got from Arwen, she, too, heard the strings of bows being pulled back. Arwen had already got her in her arms and ran inside, closely followed by Aaron and Aragorn. Once inside, Aragorn began to give orders, and Arwen held y/n close. After everyone got into place, they made their way outside like nothing was happening, but when Orc began to fall to the ground, dead, they also began to help.

When everything had stopped, Aragorn looked to see elves standing there and at the front was a smiling Legolas. As he was about to say something, Aragorn heard people screaming and made his way back inside the castle to see an Orc with a scared little girl with h/c hair and watery e/c eyes was being held with a dagger to her throat. Instead of saying anything, he made his way up to the Orc and was about to cut his head off when he brought the dagger closer to y/n's neck. While he was having a staring contest with the Orc, Legolas made his way behind the Orc and grabbed his arm that had the dagger in and pulled it away from her neck, and the arm that was holding her was also pulled out. She dropped to the floor and crawled out from the Orc and towards her father. He scooped her up and hid her face in his neck as Legolas killed the Orc, and a guard dragged him outside to be burned alongside the other Orcs. When Aragorn moved to look at y/n's face, she did not move her face as she had her legs and arms tightly wrapped around him as she was crying softly. Arwen made her way over to them and hugged them both, and pulled Aaron in too.

A week later and the four-year-old still hadn't left the side of her mother, brother and mostly her father, and they did not mind because they knew where she was. Legolas was still in the kingdom, and she had already thanked him for saving her. One day Aragorn was looking over the city when a sudden happy giggle filled his ears and when he turned around, he saw little y/n being tickled by Aaron, who were both by the door, and y/n was in her brother's arms.

"Brother! Brother! Stop! Stop!" She cried in between giggles and laughter from Aaron.

"Never! For I'm going to keep my little sister all to myself." Aaron called as he stopped for a second and that was enough time for her to escape his grip and run into the room their father was in.

"Ada! Ada! Help me!" She called as she made pick-me-uppy hands as she ran towards him.

He didn't hesitate to pull her up when she got into arm's distance and swing her around, then bring her into a nice warm hug and kiss her forehead. He looked down at her to be greeted by a big grin on her face.

"So, sweetie, will you tell me what you have been up to with your brother?" He asked, and all she did was look towards Aaron with her head tilted to the side with a face debating whether to tell him or not.

"Well, when I had archery lessons with Uncle Legolas, she decided to have a go, with the help of uncle Legolas, of course. Then we played together and had something to eat. I read to her, and she played with nana for a while until I started to chase her and tickle her. She came to you." Aaron explained as he looked at y/n with brotherly love in his eyes and a bond that won't be easily broke.

When he looked down at her, she gripped his tunic, and he had a protective arm wrapped around her. He sat down and began to rock her backwards and forwards as she fell asleep in his arms, then Arwen came in with a blanket and when she saw Aragorn cradling y/n and talking quietly to Aaron as well she had a smile on her face and made her way over to them.

"It seems she beat me to it." Arwen said after placing the blanket onto her sleeping daughter.

"Nap Time?" Both Aragorn and Aaron asked at the same time.

She nodded then went to take her but was told otherwise by Aragorn who was enjoying holding his little princess like that, in his arms.

The end.

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Masterlist

#x reader #reader #x child reader #x daughter reader #sister reader #x sister reader #lord of the rings x reader #lord of the rings #Aragorn x daughter reader #aragorn x reader #Arwen x daughter reader #x daughter!reader #x sister!reader #scary day

[ettelenethelien]

I really like to think there is some debate among scholars on whether Tol Fuin is part of the Reunited Kingdom on a technicality, since its Kings are straight-line descendants of the last Lords of Dorthonion.

...

The opinion of His Highness King Elessar on the subject: It would, you know, make about as much sense for me to say we're still the Lords of Andunie.

The opinion of Her Highness the King's youngest daughter: That would actually be immeasurably cool and dad is a spoilsport.

The opinion of any given random inhabitant of Middle-Earth: I mean Gondor-and-Arnor is welcome to it; no one lives there for a reason, but if they want a barren wasteland with a feel altogether too similar to Mordor on sentimental grounds, who am I to stop them?

#no but actually I want a view on that debate because while absolutely pointless this raises a few interesting issues #what happens to a liegeman re: his liegedom if the liegelords are all dead and gone? #but then as it turns out the new royal family might also be the closest relatives those liegelords have on middle-earth #aragorn is king but from a very feudal point of view shouldn't Arwen's status compared to him be higher? both of them qre descended from #liegemen and liegelords but Arwen is related to more lords and closer #is Gondor even feudal enough to be interested? #my post #tolkien #Silmarillion #lotr #gondor #arnor #the fourth age #aragorn #Dorthonion #Tol Fuin #peoples of arda #aragorn and arwen's daughters #ok #Eireniel

[incomingalbatross]

The fact that the Numenoreans/Dunedain have Elvish blood is significant, but I think it is much less significant than the fact that both the mortal and Elvish descendants of Earendil have Maiar blood through Melian.

That's why Luthien was so so very beautiful and powerful, without peer among Elves or Men! That's why both Elrond and the Kings of the West are distinguished by healing powers (as I have seen pointed out somewhere, Aragorn wishes Elrond was there to help heal in Gondor because "he is the oldest of our race," and Elrond's sons do help even though their characters aren't associated with healing. it's an inherited power from their shared descent). That's why our hobbits repeatedly compare Aragorn, Denethor, and Faramir—the Most Numenorean Men Alive—to the Wizards, the Maiar in Middle-Earth.

All of the vibes of Extreme Specialness associated with Being Numenorean have much more to do with being children of Luthien specifically than just with being descended from Elves, is my stance, and you can see this also in the ways that Elrond Halfelven and his children are MORE Special for their descent, even among other Elves, rather than less.

It's not about being Elves or Men, it's about the SECRET THIRD THING.

#pippin sees gandalf and denethor as Alike very quickly #and later casually says to merry that he thinks gandalf and aragorn 'must be related' #he's RIGHT. how is he RIGHT #while either sam or frodo says to faramir that he reminds them of a wizard #also sidenote: if elrond WERE inclined to be racist about his daughter's marriage prospects #there's a very real sense in which aragorn is the ONLY guy out there On Her Level

[katjaschmitt]

Aragorn and Boromir's daughter Liramir - sketch for the Rapid Peril fanzine

"He found Aragorn to be oblivious to anything other than the child in his arms, replying to her gurgling in a sing-song whisper of Elvish." […] "Boromir doubted Aragorn would notice anything short of a cave troll entering, so entranced was he by Liramir. Boromir smiled and found he himself had trouble looking away from his daughter who was blinking and cooing up at her king." ['Rapid Peril' by Carolyn Golledge. 2008]

#aragorn #boromir's daughter #alternate universe #boromir lives #fanart #lotr #lotr fanart #lotr fanzine #lotr art #tolkien #lord of the rings #my art #traditional illustration #FanQ Award

[clarityshade]

also where the fuck is Celeborn

#rop #rings of power #i know i know he was inconvenient for the writers who wanted everyone to get on board galadribrand #but this is the kind of fan-disservice i'm talking about #WHERE IS CELEBORN #THEIR DAUGHTER MARRIES ELROND AND HAS A BABY NAMED ARWEN WHO HAS TO MARRY ARAGORN DON'T DO THIS TO ME AMAZON

[merilles]

@tolkienocweek day 4: mary sues

"...the innkeeper's daughter attended to all folk; hobbits, men, and dwarves alike. She treasured that which was simple and good above all else."

#my darling my baby my daughter 🥰 #she is in the mary sue category b/c she is technically a tenth walker #she goes with aragorn + the hobbits to rivendell and joins the fellowship #lord of the rings #lotr #legendarium ladies #mary sue #tenth walker #oc #ofc #lotr oc #pics #edit #tolkienocweek #oc: lalia #merilles

[dalleyan]

Elfwine Chronicles (new LoTR stories, Awry, ch 1 posted, 9-6-23

Perfection came easily to Eldarion, but on the one occasion it means most to him, it proves annoyingly elusive.  (Drama, Angst, Romance, Family, Humor) (2 chapter story)

Chapter 1  -  (Mar, 25 IV)

“You are not nervous, are you?” Eldarion asked, with some surprise.  He had never known Luthiel to be anything other than cool and collected in any situation.  It was one of the traits he most admired about her.

“A little,” she reluctantly confessed, then turned to eye him defensively as she explained, “it is not every day a girl marries the Prince of Gondor, which will one day make her queen.”

Her voice faltered and he dropped his gaze, smiling slightly in understanding.  He had not expected Luthiel to be intimidated by anything, least of all anything to do with him.  This was a new facet to her that he was seeing.  Raising his eyes to fix her gaze with his own, he lithely stepped in close, his hands moving to grasp her shoulders. 

“You will be a beautiful bride, my love – the perfect bride – setting the standard for all others.  And, when the time comes, you will be a wonderful queen.  I do not doubt it for a moment.”  He gave a deprecatory laugh, adding, “I have more concerns about my suitability as king than yours as queen.  All of Gondor may come to know me as the king who did only one thing right – married the best woman in the land, so she could rule beside him and save him from himself.”

He pulled her into his embrace, feeling the weight and truth of his words, and she held him tightly.  His observations had both touched and reassured her, something that she found rather surprising.  She knew better than most what a good man Eldarion was, though it was sometimes concealed beneath his bravado, but he still was able to catch her unaware in moments like this.  She doubted very much he was this open and sincere with many others.  Despite his gregarious personality, in many ways Eldarion was a closed book when it came to himself, and she had the feeling she had only skimmed a few of his many pages.

Winding her arms around his neck, she pulled him to her in a kiss, then whispered, “Thank you, beloved.  I will try to be the wife and queen you envision me to be.  And I am certain that you will be an excellent king.  My father has long spoken well of you, and he does not offer such praise lightly.”

Her cheek settled against his chest, and they stood silently in each other’s arms, content for this moment.  Eldarion was not completely convinced, by her words, of his own capability to be an effective monarch, but he could not imagine he would fail with her at his side.  Whatever good there was in him, she brought it out and made it better.  Gondor had no idea how fortunate they were that she had accepted him, had loved him – indeed, had put in the effort to mold him into someone she would consider marrying.

xx

The couple was due to wed in less than a fortnight, and Eldarion had spared no effort in planning the perfect wedding.  Naturally, as heir to the throne, the occasion would be special and require a high level of pomp and circumstance but, more than that, he wanted Luthiel to have the most magical wedding there had ever been.  Gondor would make this whole ceremony all about him, but as far as he was concerned, it was all about her.  She was not merely ‘the girl who was wedding the Prince of Gondor’, but rather she was the one woman who touched his heart and soul, who had seen beyond his bluster and liked the person she found hidden safely away from public view.  She had weaned him, for the most part, of his obnoxious behavior and transformed him into a better man and a better future king.  She deserved the place of honor at this fete.

It had all been arranged.  Invitations were sent far and wide to honored guests, friends and, most importantly, family.  The entire royal family of Rohan was expected to be in attendance, both because of their connection to Luthiel, but also to him.  Because of the hand his sister, Dariel, and her husband, Elfwine, had in helping the two of them get together in the first place, Eldarion was especially anticipating their arrival for the festivities.  He owed Elfwine a tremendous debt for his friendship and guidance during his rather clumsy attempts at wooing Luthiel.  The party from Rohan was due to arrive a couple of days before the wedding, and he welcomed the idea of a brother standing beside him through all this.

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               (https://archiveofourown.org/works/49917205/chapters/126020983)

#Eomer #Lothiriel #Lord of the Rings #Elfwine Chronicles #LOTR #Eldarion son of Aragorn #Luthiel daughter of Faramir #Aragorn #Arwen #Elfwine #Elboron #original characters

[lanthanum12]

Niennandil-verse advent calender day 4 (Arwen and children)

Eldarion and his little sisters, Maedhrill and Glorlin, watched as the batter swirled together in a creamy blend under the care of their Naneth. All three of them could not wait to taste the rich lembas. Naneth made it for them on special occasions and the upcoming Yule was certainly one of those.

“Can we make the lembas red because it’s Yule and my favorite color?” Maedhrill asked Naneth. It would be far improved that way. The waybread was delicious enough but Yule lembas would be even better!

“Of course not! That will ruin it!” Eldarion scolded. He had been told of the ancient tradition and to change it seemed disrespectful to him. Maedhrill crossed her arms and huffed at this response. Glorlin gave her twin sister a sympathetic glance. Eldarion was very rude.

Naneth abruptly stopped her stirring and set the bowl down. Such an idea required one’s full attention to consider after all, “Well…it would be unconventional but red is the color of the brave Fëanorians and Yule as you said.”

“So we can make it?” Maedhrill asked, clasping her hands together.

“Yes, I believe we can. As for you Eldarion, if your sister has an idea, be kind even if you don’t agree,” Naneth said.

“Sorry about that Maedhrill,” Eldarion mumbled.

“It’s fine,” Maedhrill said with a smirk. She had won.

“Could we put some berries in to turn it red?” Glorlin suggested.

“Yes, cranberries would be splendid,” Naneth nodded. Glorlin rushed away and as quick as she left she returned with a basket of the glistening berries ripe with a sharp tart bite to them that Glorlin loved. Maedhrill grabbed a masher and shoved it on the berries, the skins of them broke away letting the crimson juice flow. Finally once the berries had turned into a soup and Maedhrill was flopped down on the table in exhaustion, Naneth scooped up the basket and added the cranberries to her batter. Glorlin was scribbling down everything Naneth did in her lavender journal with sloppy handwriting that would prove unreadable the very next day.

Then it was time to cook the lembas which none of the children could aid in, all they could do was wait. When the lembas was finally done they let out a cheer. The vibrant scarlet of the batter had faded into a light tinge. It was no longer festive enough for Maedhrill, so she suggested; “We should add red sprinkles to the cakes, icing too!”

Naneth forced a smile and shook her head, “Well if you insist.”

“We do,” Maedhrill said. Glorlin agreed. Eldarion just looked frustrated but Maedhrill and Glorlin cared little about him now. Icing and sprinkles were too important.

The twins smeared layers upon layers of shimmering white frosting on their cakes and tossed sweet stars of red and even green on the tops. Then piled even more frosting once they had finished with the sprinkles.

At last, the world’s sweetest lembas was finished. It was overflowing with gooiness and sugar and color that no one would be able to look at them and not tell that it was meant to be eaten on Yule.

Though the days before Yule were still occasions for such treats, so Maedhrill, Glorlin, Eldarion all enjoyed a piece of lembas. Naneth and Father tried theirs later, though with slight frowns instead of smiles after eating a particularly large bite of icing. It was no issue though, as Glorlin recorded that they liked it very much upon being asked.

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I have just overlooked a bunch of the canon info about lembas. But the idea of Arwen teaching her kids (all of them, if Eldarion wants to be involved in making it she’s happy) lembas is so sweet. I can’t imagine that she wouldn’t do that. It’s much nicer than in canon where lembas is just forgotten. Yavanna would be very proud to see Yuletide lembas and eat it with a smile. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are elflings who grow up to be Yavannildi who have made Yule lembas before.

#arwen undomiel #lembas #eldarion #tolkien fandom #lord of the rings #4th age #wholesome #fluff #fanfiction #fanfic #Niennandil-verse #Aragorn's and Arwen's daughters #Niennandil-verse advent calendar

[streets-in-paradise]

Troy (2004) Agamemnon is so like lotr films Denethor

#it makes sense #lotr and gladiator were main inspirations for troy #both denethor and agamemnon are portrayed as stubborn asshole rullers taking the worse possible paths #and are very sensible to their autority being questioned #agamemnon being mistrustfull of achilles because power = denethor being mistrustfull of aragorn cause power #odysseus trying to end the war by himself cause agamemnon lost his mind like gandalf when denethor lost it #if any of his children would have been included in the film #agamemnon would have been such a terrible father #even worse than what could be expected for a guy that sacrificed his daughter so he could go to war #He would have been a denethor meme kind of father #troy 2004 #lotr #agamemnon #denethor

[elistariel]

#wombo dream #wombodream #ai art #elven #elves #Aragorn and Arwen daughters #do not remember what I typed in

[artbyleav]

“Then Aragorn was abashed, for he saw the elven-light in her eyes and the wisdom of many days; yet from that hour he loved Arwen Undomi daughter of Elrond.”

I saw all the valentine day posts and it made me want to draw my fave couple 🤍

Also if you were curious the elvish means “I love you”.

#my art #the best couple #lord of the rings #fanart #lotr fanart #aragorn and arwen #aragorn fanart #aragorn x arwen #arwen undomiel #aragorn #the return of the king

[ettelenethelien]

Headcanons for Aragorn and Arwen's kids

Eldarion:

So, he's the 100% canonical one... and I haven't got that much to say about him? Probably because he's canon, but...

He's known he'll one day be king since birth and it's always seemed the most natural thing in the world. He wears his heirship like well-worn coat; it's just that obvious a thing for him.

I don't mean he's entitled, by no means. If he lost this surety, he'd be disoriented, but he'd survive. As is, however, he knows he'll be king and it's as much a truth of life for him as grass being green or anything.

He's got this very specific air about him that's been common to all the half-elven boys (of his line at least, if there are more somewhere). It's not really definable, but if you stood him up next to Elladan/Elrohir/Elros/Elrond/even Eärendil at his age, it would have been obvious they're related.

Visually, he mostly takes after Arwen.

Long later, his first child is a daughter and Aragorn manages to get the law changed to allow for Ruling Queens in the future, citing the fact that his straight line of descent from Elros leads through two women who were unfairly passed over for the throne.

Gilraen Larinquë

For some reason I've decided the daughters both have a Sindarin and Quenya name each. Eldarion should also have one more name then, tbh, but I haven't come up with any.

"Gilraen" (S) is self explanatory. "Larinquë" (Q) popped into my head without explanation one day and associated itself very tightly with the character. It's the name of a tree that grew in Númenor ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

She usually goes by Larinquë.

She's got golden hair, which surprised literally everyone, because people of the line of Lúthien are typically dark. Her parents decide she must take after Galadriel, because that's the last person in her family tree to be blonde (actually there's also Eärendil but neither Arwen nor Aragorn ever saw him), but at some point Glorfindel pronounces her a carbon copy of Indis.

No one knows how come. The half-elven are famous for yielding people that look identical to their ancestors, but it's usually Lúthien. Still, Glorfindel should know so they shrug and move on.

Her character doesn't entirely fit in with the rest of the family either. No one knows where she got that certain primness and an exaggerated sense of what is proper, but she is like that.

They don't understand her, but respect her nonetheless.

When it comes to opinions on certain extended relatives, she absolutely loathes Fëanor & Sons in all the tales. She doesn't even think them narratively fascinating, just infuriating.

All of A&A's children are very musical (it took like a dozen generations of descent from Melian for the house of Elros to first produce someone who wasn't), but she's the most accomplished at playing the largest variety of instruments. Like virtuoso-level accomplished.

People are very surprised when after being quite suspicious of "those barbaric peoples in the South" she strikes up a friendship with the daughter of an ambassador.

Look, she knows how to admit she was wrong. That she now knows better. And she's always been too well-behaved to ever be impolite to somebody's face, that too, so turning a new leaf comes easily enough.

In fact the ambassador's daughter becomes her best friend and she visits her homeland with her one day.

And gets engaged to her cousin.

He's a scholar and they end up living in Minas Tirith where he translates things back and forth, sometimes official stuff, but also a lot of art, and dabbles in anthropology.

Eireniel Elrenë

"Eireniel" (S) means "daughter of kings", and tbh it's very appropriate, because there's few people descended from more kings in the world.

If it's formed analogously to "Eirenion"... well, that was a coincidence, thought it's not like Arwen is loath to commemorate her father's one-time best friend.

"Elrenë" (Q) means "memory of elves" and it might be a mothername of foresight actually??

Arwen spends a lot of time telling her children of the house of Finwë. Like, a lot.

But it's not just, or even mostly the legends. So much of it is composed of the stories Galadriel had told her once, of those little moments that never made it into history books, of who was like what in childhood... She doesn't think it should be forgotten.

And songs. Arwen knows a lot of songs that would mostly be scholarly interest at this point. And she teaches them to her kids, but mostly to Eireniel. Eireniel walks around Minas Tirith singing old songs of Doriath and Dorthonion in archaic dialects.

And one day, after Arwen is gone, she will decides to wrote those things up. And she does. It's not a typical history book, but it depicts everyone concerned as actual flesh-and-bone people. It becomes pretty popular for that.

On a different note, she also takes after Arwen and forms another link in the grand tradition of being Lúthien look-alikes.

Ok, it's not that simple actually. She does take after her father significantly and isn't identical to her mother. But when Celeborn first sees her after she goes through puberty, he takes a step back and exclaims "another one!". So the ressemblance is definitely there.

She and Eldarion are very close. Yes, poor Larinquë is the odd one out in this equation.

When it comes to musicality, she may not be as accomplished a player as her sister, but she really lives and breathes and thinks in music.

You know how people in ME are said to sometimes hear echoes of the Ainulindalë in the sea? Well, this is way stronger in Melian's descendants and doesn't only pertain to qater. In Eireniel's generation it's significantly weakend, but it's still there, and it shows.

Eireniel is just slightly weird.

There was this one time she stood in front of the sea somewhere in the coastal regions, and sang, and... things happened. There were people around, and they were intrigued to say the least.

She ends up marrying a son of the Lord of Dol Amroth and moving to the coast. She likes it there.

She has two children, Ëarnil and Eärwen and they're both silver haired. This is possibly even rarer than Larinquë's gold.

Two last completely random headcanons are that she enjoys sparring and has a funny habit of imitating birdcalls, which ability she bargained with a gardener to teach her as a child.

#mmm... I wonder if it shows that I first created Eireniel at c. 14 and she probably was a bit of an overdone teenage alter ego #not that she was ever meant to represent teen me closely but probably had elements of wish-fulfilment in her #... #I'm pretty sure I'm forgetting something important #but I suppose I'll edit it in if it returns to me. #// #my post #Tolkien #lotr #arwen's daughters #Aragorn and Arwen's daughters #Eldarion #tolkien headcanons #lord of the rings

[wildwarcat]

Merry Chrysler

I did a thing... in April. And now I'm going to share it with all of you as an early Christmas present! I've been working on and off on a LegolsxFem!OC fic on AO3 and will be continuing to work on it through the entire course of the trilogy. Hope you enjoy it!

#lord of the rings #lord of the rings fandom #lord of the rings movies #lord of the rings oc #aragorn #legolas greenleaf #legolas #frodo baggins #samwise gamgee #peregrine took #meriadoc brandybuck #gandalf #gimli son of gloin #gimli #sauron #fellowship of the ring #the two towers #return of the king #rohirrim #daughter of theoden #lotr fandom #lotr fanfic #lotr movies #lotr x reader #legolas x reader

[tanoraqui]

Theory: Elrond effectively wears headlamps like a Dad(TM)

Proof:

Elrond, at least on semi-formal occasions, wears “a star upon his forehead” (RotK book 6, ch.9)—that is, presumably, a pale glowing gem on some sort of coronet. This comes across as very classically Elvish (light, jewelry, star imagery), and a nigh-explicit reference to his father Eärendil. However…

Elrond’s children don’t see as well as Elves, as cited here. If his children don’t, then Elrond, even less Elvish by blood, certainly doesn’t. Now, I will admit that I forget if “Elves can see in the dark” is canon or very popular, D&D-enabled fanon, but it certainly makes sense considering that Elves flourished for centuries or millennia under just starlight, before daylight even existed…and it’s equally reasonable to assume that half-elven night vision is as relatively “weak” as their cited distance vision.

Elrond is the proud father of three, and exhibits traditional Dadly behaviors such as being a little bit of a nerd (loremaster) but also one of the most reliable guys you know, adopting any child left in his presence for a sufficient amount of time (Aragorn), and telling his daughter’s aspiring bf that he won’t be good enough for her until he has a steady job (also Aragorn).

My dad irl, who I promise is a pretty typical Dad, was positively delighted when he discovered casual-use head-mounted flashlights about a decade ago, and has self-satisfiedly worn them on every camping trip and nighttime dog walk ever since.

CONCLUSION: Elrond regularly wears glowing, star-evocative gems on his brow, especially while traveling or at fancy evening parties, and he looks great and it make people respectfully murmur Eärendilion (whether he likes it or not)… But really, it’s not a fashion statement or implicit political position or whatever; it’s because if he doesn’t have some sort of flashlight, he will trip on torchlit steps or walk into low-hanging tree branches in the dark. And it’s so much easier if it’s hands-free! (Especially when he’s spelunking for lost texts!)

His kids all go through a phase of thinking he’s mortifyingly dorky about this, then begrudgingly come to accept that it is really convenient to have a hands-free light for dark nights, caves, etc, and start wearing one themselves.

#lotr #lord of the rings #the silmarillion #elrond #elrond peredhel #elrond half elven #peredhil #theories #headcanon accepted

[camille-lachenille]

I was thinking about how, in fanfictions and in the fandom in general, Elrond is often depicted as a pure Noldorin lord, if not a die hard Fëanorian. And while I do enjoy Fëanorian!Elrond, the more I think about it the more I am convinced Elrond is not the fëanorian one of the twins. Elros is. Elros who adopted seven eight pointed stars as the heraldic device of his whole dynasty, a symbol still used 6000 years after his death. Elros who had Quenya be the official language of Númenor. Elros who decided to leave Arda for an unknown fate after his death; not Everlasting Darkness but not the rebirth in the bliss of Valinor either. He choose to go to a place Elves aren’t supposed to go, just like Fëanor and his sons went back to Beleriand. Elros, the mortal man, who decided to forge his own path in the world.

And I am not saying Elrond didn’t, because Eru knows how much strength, patience and stubbornness Elrond must have to become who he is in LotR. But when I first re-read LotR after reading the Silm, he did not strike me as Fëanorian at all (except for the no oath swearing rule that seems to apply in Rvendell). In fact, Elrond, and all three of his children, are defined by being half-Elven. Elrond is so much at the same time they had to creat a whole new category for him. He is described as kind as summer in The Hobbit, but also old and wise, and his friendly banter with Bilbo in FotR show he is also merry and full of humour. Elrond is both Elf and Man despite his immortality, and this is made quite clear in the text.

But. If I had to link him to an Elven clan, I’d say Elrond is more Sinda than Noldor, and even that is up to debate. Rivendell, this enchanting valley hidden from evil thanks to his power, is like a kinder version of Doriath. Yet, the name of Last Homely House and Elrond’s boundless hospitality make me think of Sirion: Rivendell is a place where lost souls can find s home, where multiple cultures live along each other in friendship and peace.

In FotR, Elrond introduces himself as the son of Eärendil and Elwing, claiming both his lineages instead of giving only his father’s name as is tradition amongst the Elves. It may be a political move, or it may be a genuine wish to claim his duality, his otherness, or even both at the same time. But from what is shown of Elrond in LotR, he seems to lean heavily in the symbols and heritage from the Sindar side of his family, rather than the Noldor one. I already gave the comparison with Doriath, but it seems history repeats itself as Arwen, said to be Lúthien reborn, chooses a mortal life. Yet Elrond doesn’t make the same mistake as Thingol by locking his daughter in a tower and sending her suitor to a deathly quest. Yes, he asks Aragorn to first reclaim the throne of Gondor before marrying Arwen, but this isn’t a whim on his part or an impossible challenge. Aragorn becoming king means that Middle-Earth is free from the shadow if Sauron and Arwen will live in peace and happiness. Which sounds like a reasonable wish for a parent to me.

Anyways, I went on a tangent, what strikes me with Elrond is his multiple identity. Elrond certainly has habits or traits coming from his upbringing amongst the Fëanorians, and he loved Maglor despite everything. The fact he is a skilled Minstrel shows he did learn and cultivate skills taught by a Fëanorion, that he is not rejecting them. There is a passage at the end of RotK, in the Grey Havens chapter, where Elrond is described carrying a silver harp. Is this a last relic from Maglor? Possible.

But while Elros choose the path of mortality and showed clear Noldorin influences in the kingdom he built, Elrond is happy in his undefined zone he lives in. He is an Elf, he is a Man, he is Sinda and Noldo and heir to half a dozen lost cultures and two crowns. He is the warrior and the healer, the only one of his kind in Middle-Earth. And that is why I will never tire of this character and I love so much fanworks depicting him as nuanced and multiple yet always recognisable as Elrond.

#tolkien #the silmarillion #the lord of the rings #peredhil #half elves #elros #elrond and elros #elrond #elrond peredhel #one blorbo to blorb them all #half baked ramblings by a sleep deprived tolkien fan #tolkien meta