Isn't being your 1000% platonic best buddy's loyal vassal just the least homoerotic thing you can ever do? Maedhros thinks so. He's never done anything homosexual in his life.
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Maedhros and Maglor.
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hide and seek
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Two Half-Kings and a Full Lake Between
In the aftermath of their tumultuous arrival in Beleriand, Maglor has scarcely managed to hold together the bruised and splintering House of Fëanor and their Sindarin allies.
Then, the Sun's first rising brings with it Fingolfin’s host of Ice-hardened Noldor, hungry for retribution. With battered hearts and fraying minds, the two half-kings must navigate fragile relations even as they face the impossible task of reuniting the Noldor under a single leader.
Join @polutrope and me for this Mithrim drama fest for @silmarillionepistolary. We'll be adding a new chapter each day of the event week!
Cover art by the brilliant @myceliumelium
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Day 1: childhood
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I'm a simple man with simple needs- I see a suicidally depressed, terribly scarred elf who had it all before it was ripped violently away from him who then lost all will to live other than the drive to finish the vengence quest that he got tricked into and I imprint on him immidietly
(This is a Maedhros 🤝 Mithrun appreciation post)
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Silm AU Concept that Won't Leave me Alone:
Earendil falls ill, not long after his marriage. None of the healers in Sirion– human or elven– can explain why. Maybe it's because Idril and Tuor left for Valinor recently, and no one really thinks they'll make it there alive. Maybe it's the plague that's been sweeping through war-torn Beleriand. Maybe his body is just giving up on him– it's not unheard of for half-elves to die that way.
And it's becoming clear that Earendil is dying. Nothing they do helps. Some of Elwing's advisors try to keep her away from his bedside– half out of fear his illness is contagious and half because she spends all her time there, refusing to eat or rest. They're trying to protect her from the horrible truth. It isn't working.
Elwing knows of two great sources of magic. One is her own– inherited from Melian, running far stronger in her blood than any had expected, far stronger than it had in her father. Strong enough that she's spent most of her life learning to hide it. Flowers bloom under her feet, birds flock to her side. Elwing is powerful, but she's young; untrained. She tries to help Earendil. She fails.
And then there is the Silmaril. The Silmaril's power is not like hers. It does not make things grow, or bring the birds and gentle beasts of the world to their doorstep. But it drives away the orcs, keeps the wolves at bay, cuts through the darkness, burns away evil. It is a much more violent kind of purification.
And Elwing thinks, is it not evil coursing through my husband's veins, choking his lungs, threatening to tear him away from me?
She takes the Silmaril and pries it open with a dagger, pouring it's divine light into the abalone-shell cup that Idril had given her before she sailed away. She gives it to Earendil, comforts him, climbs into bed beside him. They hold each other, whisper their marriage vows again in the darkness. When Elwing drifts into sleep, she doesn't know if he'll still be there when she wakes up.
And then Earendil wakes up with clear, bright eyes. It works. It works very well. It works so well that Elwing has to teach Earendil how to hide the new light in his eyes and the shimmer under his skin.
Elwing keeps the Silmaril hidden away after that. Some whisper that she's become obsessed with it, just as her father had. In truth, she's just trying to hide the fact that the gem has no light left. Somehow, she doubts her advisors would approve of her decision.
But she doesn't care, and neither does Earendil. They are happy, and in love. Not long after Earendil's recovery– a recovery most think was a miracle sent by the Valar– they have children. Two very strange children with sharp teeth and bright eyes who they love very much.
It looks like everything will work out for Elwing's little family, right until the day the first letter from Maedhros Feanorian arrives.
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I’m curious what y’all think!
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POV:
You never took lock-picking classes even though your sister and cousin probably did, so the only way you can get your eldest cousin to escape is by chopping off his right hand.
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Not Without Maedhros
Thinking about a Fingon fic set in Mandos where Fingon is ready for reembodiment but won't leave the halls without Maedhros. Never mind the fact that he hasn't actually seen Maedhros's spirit yet...
The only way he can tell the passage of time is the influx of spirits into the Halls, the halls get larger to accommodate them all. Surely Maedhros is around here somewhere.
It's about Fingon being asked if he's consider Life again and he says he has, but he'd like to wait for Maedhros first. He does not want to leave without Maedhros.
More spirits enter and he waits.
When asked again he is indeed ready for Life but it is disturbing to him that it as taken this long for Maedhros to find him. So he reaffirms that he is waiting, he will not leave without Maedhros.
Spirits come and some start to leave.
The asking stops, and in its place he is told: "it is to leave these halls", "you have lingered long enough", "you can feel the yearning for Life in you, go on, it's time to go". He always says the same: Not without Maedhros, not withouth Maedhros, not without Maedhros.
It seems impossible, but the population of the Halls actually seems to decrease.
And yet he waits. He waits until all of his family has walked out of those great, beckoning doors. He waits as his fellow spirits dwindle around him.
He waits, until he is alone in the vast, silent halls.
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Oath of feanor related question:
Why does everyone seemingly agree it's over with the end of the first age? Every post first age fanfic or headcanon I've seen so far treats the oath as over and done after mae and maglor got their respective rocks but one is still out there!! Being very much withheld from the feanorians. I don't remember a clause in the oath going "unless it's up in the sky ofc, that's too far away". (Mae even says they can't go to aman cause there they would be too close to the doors of night wich would make the oath stir up) I also don't see why their hroa being destroyed should nullify the oath. This has been going around in my brain for over a year now, ideas and discussion very much welcome (plz I need answers)
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strong mama Nerdanel
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Err… hello. I'm having some technical issues but this won't stop me from painting problematic #elves… Have another #Maedhros because I 💙 him (ꈍ ᴗ ꈍ✿)
(Once again, ref from Pinterest but despite checking I couldn't find the original source! Sorry!)
Prints and other stuff on my RedBubble and Threadless
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