#maeglin imagine

[lovefairymina]

Y/n, upon seeing Meaglin weary and stressed, walks slowly towards him as not to startle him. "Oh love, who brought those clouds on your clear sky?" Y/n asks with the softest tone of her melodic voice, as she carefully wraps her arms around him from behind. "May I help you in any way?"

Startled at your sudden appearance, he paused, only to cock his head to the side at your comment. “Do I appear to be that gloomy? Could have sworn that I was smiling just a bit,” he uttered softly. “I suppose your presence will be comforting. I would hate to not have you around, love.”

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[doodle-pops]

Since You Been Like This

Maeglin x reader

Request: I can’t find a lot of Maeglin x reader online, so I was wondering if I can get an Maeglin x human reader, where he’s overprotective and possessive of her due to her being human? -Anon

A/N: This is probably the furthest idea of what you had in mind when you requested for this. I decided to take a trip down the angst and manipulative path and I slipped...oops! I have tagged this as yandere content since the possessive behaviour opens up to that theme displayed.

Warnings: possessive behaviour (borderline yandere), manipulation, argument, overprotectiveness, hurt/no comfort

Words: 1.3k

Synopsis: The day you met Maeglin was the day your life changed for the worse. After years of endurance, you took your stance, unaware of the possible dangers that lay ahead.

“Maeglin…Lómion, I’m sorry, but…I can’t do this anymore.”

Your words were like an arrow filled with deadly nightshade which shot through his heart and left him doubled over, gripping his chest where your venom made its make before spreading to his mind. Glassy eyes that reflected your heartbreaking figure standing in the doorway of his vestibule, blinked once, then twice before a single tear rolled down his cold cheeks and soiled the onyx carpet. He couldn’t move to stand before you like he desired; to shake the nonsense out of your mind that someone perhaps had poisoned you with. An unmovable force was restricting his body from making that step to convince you he was right, and you were safe with him. You didn’t know what you were saying, you were placing yourself in danger by walking away.

Groaning as his body was forced to make one step in your direction, his glassy eyes blinked and released another tear before straightening from his hunched disposition. His body ached and cried, screaming at him to rush over to your tiny figure and pull you closer to him. To lock the door and teach you all over again, the horrors of the world beyond for the life of a simple mortal. Gondolin might have been considered a safe haven by others, but not by him who has seen the treachery within its walls between kin. He lost one who meant the world to him, he would not lose another.

“Y/N…what are you—what are you saying?” His lips trembled as they lifted to formulate a smile, resisting the urge to drop and become stern, showing you his displeasure at your decision.

Not able to take another step closer and left to stand beside the bottom of the staircase, his left hand rose to brace his weakened body. His heart was grieving at the space between you both, yelling at him to close the gap and whisk you away to safety. Could you remove all foul thoughts about you not wanting or needing him anymore? You were young compared to him, and a mortal; you knew nothing about the horrors of the world out there and within these walls. Without him at your side, where would you be?

Fidgeting with your sleeves, you fought to drop the eye contact he attempted to hold—you knew his trick by now. He would use it to read your soul, becoming ten steps ahead of you and chaining your head with your weakness as a mortal. Now was not the time to fall for it…even if the action clawed at your heart. You loved his eyes; they were a beautiful shade of black you could spend hours gazing into. You could see many things in his orbs, beyond his simple-minded comprehension.

“Lómion, I’m leaving. I can’t stay…with you any longer. I’m not happy like I once used to be,” you squeezed out in a lower pitch, soft enough for only him to pick up.

Shaking his head and fidgeting while his smile fluctuated, his right hand pushed his body off the balustrade and strolled towards you. Tall and straight, he stood like a knight before the enemy—your self-doubt—ready to strike it with his fury and hatred for its attempt at stealing you away. Nothing could come between you both when his mind was set on keeping you at his side…forever. “You can’t leave me Y/N; you’re just a mortal. You need my protection, you need me,” he whispered connivingly like a snake slithering its foul words into your ear and constricting its body around you. Preying on its helpless victim.

You were the bunny, and he, the snake. He’d bite you and blame the lion, and silly you would believe it poisoned you. But not today.

“No I don’t!” you shouted, too loudly for the first time, leaving you both stunned. “The only person I should need protection from is you. I-…I haven’t had a proper life since I met you. Everything was always an issue! You’ve kept me away from everything that was good—”

“I kept you away from harm and danger! You’re too fragile and weak, you cannot defend yourself alone!”

“Then I will find someone else who can…someone who will not treat me like a prisoner!”

You spoke back to him?! No, you threatened to find someone else? Someone apart from him, better than him!

You shrunk as soon as the words slipped past your lips, fearful of what next he would say to lure like a spider into its web. A million different images were displayed across his face in a mere second. With rage, disbelief, fear, humour and craze, he was deciphering his next course of action to show you how wrong you were about your ideals. He wanted nothing more than to crush your bubble and have you running back like a bunny, meek and timid, begging for his protection and crying about his truths. To watch as you clung to his robes, praising his protectiveness and finally understanding his reasons was all he wanted, and he would have it whether you desired it or not. He always got what he aspired for.

Rocking back on his heels, his tongue kisses his teeth as he releases a single laugh; it was the start of something catastrophic. It was as though a timer went off and bellows of laughter echoed throughout the vestibule before vibrating the house. His laugh sounded, at first, comical, mocking your pathetic attempts at standing up for yourself before growing broken and becoming a sob. Now hunched with his head resting against the wall, obscured from your line of vision to prevent the gleam in his eyes, he sobbed and wailed like a woman in pain. Clutching his stomach and dropping to his knees, he knelt with one hand on the wall and pleaded.

“T-There’s nothing that I can do to make you s-…stay?” he hiccupped. “You are human, you cannot survive among the elves with me…we need each other…”

You sensed the air within the house shifting to something sinister the longer you observed his performance. The stench of the atmosphere felt suffocating, filling your fragile heart with worry the longer you looked on. This was new, never before had you seen this side to him and never had he ever had reason to show this. You’ve always been obedient and complacent, only receiving minor pleas and reminders, but this… It felt like a horror scene.

Taking a step back and making your way towards the front door, you held your eyes on his figure while shaking your head to answer him. “I can’t…I can’t stay Lómion. I can’t let you clip my wings, I need to fly,” you whispered before turning to march towards the exit. If you stayed another minute longer in his house, you would have gone back on all the help you received to find courage. Right back down the rabbit hole and into his arms.

He waited for the soft click to echo in his ear, signally your departure before rising off the floor and wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. There was no mistaking the silent gleam in his eyes as he glared at the door. He wanted to rip it from its hinges as it release you from his clutches. But you would come back, and he was sure about that. Gondolin wasn’t huge and he knew many persons who would be willing to assist him with proving the dangers within this paradise city. All that was needed was a tiny little accident and you’d come running back.

“Fly for as long as you want.”

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[eunoiaastralwings]

Heya Lovie , hope you're doing well😁

I'm obsessed with the idea that Maeglin didn't actually love Idril romantically and it was a rumour made to villainize him to cover up the fact her husband killed him ... I did see a post on it hence why I'm obsessed with it but your thoughts on that?

Second- Maeglin request please if you don't mind 😅 but my idea is a human comes to Gondolin for..whatever reason maybe a black Smith in training? And hence forth maeglin is assigned their mentor. But just said human trying to hide their feelings because insecurity is massive thanks to them gorgeous elves and their annoyingly good looks. I am liking the idea they're a male , even more reason to hide their feelings cause humans don't really accept gay relationships , specially in those times, so safe to assume that elves don't either (but they do thanks to love binds by the soul and not the body of said soul) so just fluff and some young love panic . I completely understand if you don't want to do the whole gay thing, gender neutral is perfect aswell. Take care 💕

Love Through Souls

featuring maeglin x male reader

fandom tolkien- the silmarillion

warnings ooc, shitty writing. . . and what not

a/n am sorry. . .

You carefully tried to do as Maeglin had instructed you - feeling a little nervous with every move. 

You hoped you weren’t too obvious on how you continuously looked at him.

It was because you couldn’t help yourself - from gazing at the tall and dark haired ellon in front of you.

He was assigned as your mentor the moment you show interest in smith work.

It was rather kind of king Turgon to take in your poor shivering human male soul from unkind lands. 

It was common knowledge that the wise king did let almost anyone into his hidden kingdom - to say you were lucky were an understatement.

“Careful!”

Maeglin ordered - keeping you away from the sparks that soared from the fire.

Your heart couldn’t help the involuntary leap it had done when he had put himself in between the fire and yourself - pulling you beside him as it soared.

Maeglin never ceased to mesmerize you everyday with skills and abilities as a smith.

It was rather both inspiring as well as mesmerizing - it had only made you fall deeper for him.

But sadly you knew the case - not only were you a human, but a male. . . besides the young prince had already set his sights on the princess of Gondolin.

She was rather beautiful with her long golden-like hair that seemed to sparkle and tint like of a jewel - and her eyes of deep blue could draw anyone in.

Not only herself - but every elleth and ellon present in your sights only made you question deeper about yourself.

You felt fat and frumpy in the sights of such beauty that left your eyes wide in wonder.

But out of all elves present - especially among the males of course - the only one that truly caught your attention had been Maeglin.

WIth his broody and silent nature - with sharp stares and careful gazes he managed to capture you in at once without taking too long.

You had not meant to fall for the ellon - you had known how humans alone in your village had felt about same sex couples.

Therefore - you could not even begin to think on how elves would react towards it.

So you kept it down - ignoring the hurt that caged your heart every time you spotted Maeglin’s eyes linger on Princess Idril.

But even as you did - everything he said or did, like for example now how he pulled you behind him to protect yourself from the fire - the more you fell and the harder it was for you to suppress your feelings towards him.

It was getting harder and harder day by day to be around him as he mentored you.

Therefore finally you had decided to let it go - for the sake of further humiliation and the ache of your heart you let go of your passion of smithing.

So Maeglin no longer needed to mentor you - and you no longer needed to face him every day.

Your hands delicately brushed over the small metal tag chain necklace you made - it had both your own name and Maeglin’s name carved on it.

It was something you made yourself - sure as you were still learning there were a few dents and misshapes but it was still worth it for you.

You had made it when Maeglin was away with king Turgon in his gardens and was not able to mentor you one day.

While it may never happen - at least you were free to dream about it right? 

Then suddenly your door slammed open - making you jump from the edge of the bed where you were sitting. You instantly hid the chain necklace.

If looks could kill you would be 10 feet under the ground right now - because of how Maeglin glared as he walked over to you.

He reached within milliseconds because of his long strides and you did not even have time to react.

“You could have knocked…”

You said quietly.

“I rather not have - considering how my student failed to attend his class today.”

Maeglin’s deep voice rumbled - making you shiver.

“I had informed the king I will no longer be attending smithwork.”

You said - looking at your feet.

“Yes - I’m aware you informed my ever wise uncle but you did not inform me - nor did you give him my uncle a valid reasoning - therefore I do not approve of you quitting!” 

Maeglin said.

It was the first time you had seen Maeglin react like so - usually he was quiet and reserved but this was like he was speaking before thinking like he usually does.

It means you had struck hard to make Maeglin mad enough to behave like so.

“I apologize for not coming to you. . .” 

You offered a straight heartfelt apology - keeping the chain necklace clasped in your hands and hidden behind you.

Maeglin looked surprised - even a soft red tinge appeared suddenly on his cheeks as he blinked and cleared his throat, looking both shameful and awkward.

“. . .Why have you quit?”

He asked instead - from the sound of his tone, it was easy to tell he had wondered about it too many times and had been trying to hide it. 

But emotions had been something Maeglin always struggled with - either he wouldn’t come to terms with something, or other times he never understood what they meant.

“I do. . . - I do not have the passion for it, no more. . .”

You sighed with a gulp - your hands clasping tighter around the necklace.

“I do not believe that for a second!”

Maeglin declared - making you shocked for a moment.

You only frowned at him.

Then Maeglin tried to peek behind you.

“What is it you hold behind you?”

Your eyes widened and your clasped the necklace tighter.

“Nothing of which concerns the matter.”

You tried to put out formally - then stepped backwards as Maeglin took a step towards you.

Maeglin narrowed his eyes - staring into your eyes as if debating on something in this mind.

This seemed to be the Maeglin you knew  - the one who was careful and calculated, who needed time to formulate his thoughts into words as he stared at the person he wished to speak with. 

Others found it uncomfortable - you did too at first - but later realized it was how he was able to function.

This time however - he swiftly reached behind you.

With this elvish swiftness you didn’t even have the time to react as he quickly grabbed the chain necklace off your hands and dangled it above your head reading engraving on it.

You gasped trying to reach for it - but Maeglin kept it away from your grasp.

“What is this?”

He asked incredulously.

Your heart couldn’t but beat painfully fast.

You managed to grab it back and turned away from him - he probably felt so disgusted.

Tears had pricked the corners of your eyes.

“Nothing!”

“Let me see. . .”

Maeglin offered - feeling awkward and guilty at the sight of your tears.

“No - you should leave. . .”

You whimpered.

Maeglin gulped.

“Please. . .Y/N - I did not mean to offend you. . .It does-”

“It does not matter, please leave. . .”

You said starting to cry, your heart aching.

Maeglin fisted and unfisted his hands - before he harshly turned away slammed your door shut behind him as you cried.

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It has been a week since the incident. You had been in the gardens - randomly walking thinking of what to do with your life since you already gave up your passion for smithing.

Then sooner or later become the gossip in the hidden city.

You had thought of leaving - but you knew yourself walking outside these borders was a death sentence in a literal format.

You sat near the fountain leaning against it.

It was no use crying - you already did that a few times, no point in wasting another round of tears that can’t help anything.

You leaned back further - when you suddenly felt something odd against your head.

You turned your head to see a chain necklace hanging off the edge of the fountain.

You frowned and took it in your hands softly.

There was a centre stone - pendent necklace - and it had been your birthstone.

Your frown only deepened - then you turned it as you felt something engraved in the back of it in Sindarin. 

You couldn’t understand it - but you obviously made out your name and Maeglin’s, making your eyes widen.

“From me to you, Y/N. Yours, Maeglin. . .”

Suddenly - you heard his name, making your head snap up at him.

Your eyes were still wide and unbelieving as Maeglin awkwardly shifting from one foot to another.

“May I sit?” 

He asked - when you didn’t respond.

You gulped and nodded.

Maeglin sat down close to you - sending you a disapproving gaze and looked so much like King Turgon’s scowl as you tried to scoot away. 

You sighed staying put.

Either of you spoke for a long time - simply staring ahead.

“You know. . .it is frowned upon. . .and perhaps even wrong. . .”

You bit your lip saying it.

“What is?”

Maeglin frowned.

“Two males. . .in a relationship. . .”

You struggled to stay.

Maeglin didn’t say anything for a moment.

“I have given it thought and I do not see any wrong in us. . .”

He tried to say.

But you shook your head.

“Mae. . .It is frowned upon. They will not accept it. We will be disowned, mocked and gossip.”

You softly said.

“Why do you think they will not accept? Humans do not accept this form of relationship?”

Maeglin frowned - some bit of fury in him rising.

“No. I presume the same for elves.”

You frowned.

“Sure. . .It may not be common and I have not seen another couple such as this. . . but Gondolin will accept us. . .”

Maeglin promised you.

“How?”

You frowned deeper.

“Because elves do not care for what body your lover is, meleth. . .we love and cherish through souls. . .that is love. . .and that is what my mother has taught me. . .”

He said quietly and softly - still having a hard time talking about his mother.

You blinked, sighing. You were scared that you will not lie about.

“Are you sure. . .they will not. . .”

You struggled to say the words.

“Trust me. . .”

Maeglin whispered and you nodded.

Then he leaned forward - pressing his lips against your lips calming the anxiety in your heart and soul. . .

Maeglin was right. . . this was love through the souls. . .

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[imakemywings]

Anyone else ever think about how traumatizing the end of Earendil’s relationship with Maeglin must have been? Even if you imagine Idril was trying to limit contact between them, Earendil would’ve known Maeglin was family and they probably interacted semi-regularly at least, and then on the worst, scariest day of the kid’s life, Cousin Maeglin tries to kill him for no apparent reason.

#earendil #maeglin #the silmarillion #tolkien tag #like earendil was already having a terrible day for anyone let alone a seven year old #and then his uncle tries to toss him over the city walls and stab him #it's even worse if you imagine they had more contact before this #bracketed ofc by the deaths of the lords of Gondolin whom Earendil was friendly with #oh and grandpa's death #it's really a shit day all around for this kid #not even mentioning the fate of the city overall

[theelvenhaven]

Dating Maeglin

Navigating his C-PTSD

Request: Maybe headcanons about his potential journey with cPTSD? Maybe this is the better hc idea than the previous one, how did their culture integrate someone with his background into society? I feel like he had unique circumstances compared to most and their understanding of childhood PTSD wasn’t as great as ours (we still have work to do too ofc). I’d be curious how he navigated the challenges and misunderstandings he got from people with normal family backgrounds. We know he was loved and adopted by Turgon but I suspect he had a lot of lingering resentment and felt “apart” or isolated from most people in Gondolin. Either way, thank you for opening requests and I understand if either or both of these asks are a bit ambitious lol. May is also my birth month so I love reading your blog while celebrating. :)) thank you for posting again, and especially then!!

A/N: I tried to cover everything that you mentioned here, but I mostly focused on it being with a significant other, but hopefully this covered most of what you were looking for. Also I was so happy to do these for you! Happy Early Birthday! I hope you enjoy and this covers most of what you were looking for!

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♦ When it comes to dating Maeglin, it's going to be pretty hard not to notice that Maeglin has been through horrible things.

♦ Between the intimate and obvious knowledge of his father murdering his mother, it's going to be clear that there were other things he had been through too.

♦ Maeglin is very iffy when it comes to opening up and regards you with suspicion even despite the fact that you two are courting.

♦ Especially when you announce that you need to discuss something with him, it makes him really anxious to hear it and he might assume- very obviously- that he is in trouble.

♦ Even if it is just for a simple talk, you will find that Maeglin will ask you straight up if he's done something wrong.

♦ OR he will profusely apologize for something he has done wrong, he doesn't really do well with the suspense of whatever that conversation might be and needs reassurance that he's not in trouble of some kind.

♦ Maeglin also tends to be a people pleaser, because of how Eol treated him.

♦ You will find that often times he goes out of his way to do things for you for your approval, even if it was completely unnecessary.

♦ That and he tends to take too much, no matter how annoyed or upset he might get, and he won't let you in on it until he's exploding and its come out of nowhere.

♦ When unfortunately he's been doing everything under the sun to please you and make you happy, neglecting his own emotions and needs.

♦ It takes a lot of patience, and understanding to get him to learn how to set boundaries that are fair and reasonable for him so he can navigate his life without any stress.

♦ Because Maeglin is used to walking on egg shells around everyone, it takes some time for him to not do the same with you.

♦ You'll notice that he often times seems to "test the waters" by being apprehensive or not coming straight out with the fact that he has a request or a simple question or talking about his emotions.

♦ Showing emotions especially is a big deal for Maeglin, because his father would've taught him that they are gender specific and "feminine" despite the fact that they are not.

♦ You'll probably find that it takes a long time to get Maeglin to open up about anything that isn't surface happiness.

♦ Getting into his real feelings is uncomfortable and difficult, and it takes a long time for him to get comfortable with you as a result of how his father treated him.

♦ It's not that he doesn't have feelings for you or doesn't care about you, it's just not easy to break years and years of habits that were formed by his abuse.

♦ Should the two of you ever argue, you'll probably find that Maeglin will completely and totally shut down around you.

♦ He probably won't want to keep up with the argument at all, and will probably just "lie there and take it", even if you are in the wrong and he is in the right.

♦ Maeglin has a lot of self loathing and thinks that he deserves whatever "bashing" or negative feelings you have towards him.

♦ He requires a lot of patience and understanding, especially when he has shut down on you. He really can't help it he just doesn't know what else he should do.

♦ Seeing that Maeglin has a lot of issues as a result of the C-PTSD he is suffering with, it would most definitely be in your best interest to get involved with a Healer.

♦ Someone who you could talk to about your concerns for Maeglin, and who you could eventually bring Maeglin too.

♦ He'd probably resist especially at first, thinking that there's nothing wrong with him and delving into his emotions is a woman's place not his.

♦ But Maeglin trusts you, and eventually that façade of everything being alright would crumble down and he'd let you take him to a Healer to be seen and start discussing what is going on with him.

♦ It would be a good way for the two of you to build a healthier relationship and set up a good foundation for trust in one another.

♦ It would also help Maeglin work through how badly his father treated him, and how it wasn't normal.

♦ Learning that Ada's aren't supposed to treat their children like dirt is a hard concept to accept and will most certainly need your support.

♦ Maeglin would be very grateful for any support you give and you sticking by his side through the tough things he will have to go through.

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[tanoraqui]

as a secret fan of the trope “immortal being imprints on family but is initially 1 or more generations off from their actual Destined Romance in it, leading to tragic problems”, and an even bigger fan of relationships (romantic or otherwise) which are wildly awkward for everyone except the happy couple, I think it’d be great, actually, if:

Idril and Tuor decide to have another child at some point, really any time in the Second Age or later (just one, though—living in Aman is already kinda straining Tuor’s fëa; he’s fine, but parenting a half-elf is…a lot)

The Choice of Peredhil is innate, actually, though only for one generation out unless complicated by Maia blood. Their daughter (Name TBD) chooses to be an Elf with no hesitation—save 1 Man kept alive by dint of Ulmo being clingy a loyal friend and patron, everyone she knows are Elves, or Ainur! Why would she want to leave her family, friends and home?

Shortly after Maeglin gets out of Mandos (which takes longer than anyone in the family but the Fëanorians), they meet in circumstances wherein neither realizes who the other is, familially speaking, and nor does either introduce themselves properly

They almost just straight-up elope, but NameTBD Idriliel decides at the last moment that she really would like to introduce him to her parents first, and she to be introduced to his. Possibly all at once?

(Maeglin either genuinely thinks she knows who he is or by some contrivance fails to tell her between the proposal of this meeting and the meeting itself. Either way, he fully intends to introduce himself fully to her parents, and he has no intention of marrying this maiden whom he loves without her knowing his identity and dark first life.)

Absolutely nobody, including Maeglin, is adequately forewarned

Chaos ensues

#aman ever after #maeglin #idril #tuor #yes my brain just autogenerates female silm ocs what of it #probably she’s born in the early 3rd age at the same time as finrod&turgon&amarie&elenwe’s twins #bc idril heard about that and she and tuor had been kicking the idea around for a long while and they were like #‘fuck it yeah let’s also have a new kid’ #but ambalaura are such a Pair and nametbd peredhel is actually! dark-haired! 2 of her grandparents had dark hair damnit! #so she’s not traditionally counted among the golden horde #I keep imagining them meeting and spending a lot of time in a library? but I’m not committed #the silmarillion #my fic

[dark-in-mine-imagination]

Imagine being Ecthelion’s daughter and faling for Maeglin.

#silmarillion #silmarillion imagine #ecthelion #maeglin #ecthelion x reader #maeglin x reader #Ecthelion imagine #maeglin imagin

[imagine-all-the-elves]

Imagine being from the House of the Golden Flower and Maeglin falling in love with you.

Author: @thatkgrl

Artist: Ladyoftheflower

#maeglin #maeglin imagines #imagines #elves #elf imagines #the silmarillion

[lovefairymina]

*Y/N sitting down next to Maeglin*

"I know you think no one loves you, but thats not true."you say and grab his hand softly. "I do."

Unable to meet your eyes, he looked down at your hands holding his and smiled softly. He slipped his thumbs out of your grasp to rub them over your knuckles, basking in the tender touch of your warmth. “I know you do, Y/N, and I’ve never doubted you for a second. I love you too.”

#♡{sweet.hugs} ~ {maeglin} #lomion #lómion #maeglin x you #maeglin x y/n #maeglin imagine #maeglin #house of the mole #lords of gondolin #silm imagines #middle earth imagine

[doodle-pops]

Lords of Gondolin | With A Short S/O

Request: Beautiful blog! Absolute perfection! Never let anyone tell you otherwise!! So... can I please request either the Feanorians or Lords of Gondolin with a short!reader... please? - anon

A/N: Many thanks nonnie. I pictured these elves as the usual 7ft - 8ft because they're from Valinor, thus, super tall. Enjoy!!

Galdor

Elves are already tall beings by nature and mortals are already shorter by nature as well, but then there’s you – a different breed of short, and it makes Galdor’s eyes soften and his heart flutter when he sees your smaller frame running to meet him.

Your short legs struggle to keep up the pace just to cover the distance so you can launch yourself into his larger arms and have him swaddle you.

Sometimes, he’d walk into your chambers and watch from the doorway as you struggle to reach a book on your bookshelf. It’s the little jump you do with no success because your feet barely lift off the ground that makes him want to squeal at the adorableness.

He’s not the type to hold things over your head to tease you about your height, but at times, he’ll place little objects in too high to reach places just to watch you jump before asking him for assistance.

It’s one of two things, either he lifts you up, and being the gentleman he is Galdor would hold you by your knees and elevate your body to reach the object. Or he would stand behind you just to compare the cuteness in the height difference as he gives you the object.

Cuddling with Galdor is bliss because he’s so much larger that he would pass for a body pillow or giant plushie. He’s soft and warm so he makes perfect for sleeping already and you tend to cling to him like a koala.

Because of your height advantage, you make use of the opportunity and play hide and seek while running off to hide in the furniture because they were made for giant-sized elves. He has admitted that it was difficult to find you one time.

Ecthelion

Ecthelion would have mistaken you for a toddler had you not confessed your age and revealed that you were a mortal and adult and not a child. You probably reached his diaphragm or lower.

He would hide his smirks behind his hands or his wine glass as he looks on at your tiny form climbing into one of the chairs made for elves and your legs dangling off the ground by a foot.

All the furniture is larger than you, even walking up the ladder in the library felt like going up a staircase. Ecthelion had to go through a process of having certain furniture made to suit your height.

It’s easier for him to pick you up and carry you around because he just needs to use one hand and wrap it around your waist and he’s carrying you like a pillow.

He does have to constantly tell people that he’s not courting a child because of the strange looks that people give him whenever they notice you both in public. Someone had once mistaken you for his child and congratulated him while you clung to his side acting like his child.

Whenever you two are holding hands, his two fingers are encased by your entire hand and despite knowing this, you love to compare hand sizes. His hand covered your entire face.

He does get worried about losing you in the crowds at parties and festivals, it’s impossible for him to spot your head.

Glorfindel

“Are you such you’re not a dwarf my love, you do look like –” those were the last words spoken by Glorfindel, Lord of the House of the Golden Flower as you climbed his larger body in an attempt to stifle him with his pillow.

You’re the little bag pack that clings to him when mornings come and you refuse to let him roll out of bed, he’ll get out with your arms and legs wrapped around his body and walk around the room like it’s nothing. Or sometimes cling to his legs.

Unlike our loveable Galdor, Glorfindel purposefully puts objects in high places to watch you struggle and jump. The laughter that escapes him as he clutches his stomach watching you jump and not come off the ground is ridiculous.

If he knew what penguins looked like, then he would compare you to one, but for now, he calls you his little duckling because you waddle like one when you walk.

He loves to see you in his clothes. His shirt doesn’t even stay on your shoulders, the material just slips right off and pools at your feet.

This gives him the opportunity to spoil you with tons of clothes that are made just for you. As a running streak between you both, he once gifted you a bib because someone thought you were a young elfling.

Cuddling with him is a mess because he doesn’t like to let you go, you’re his personal stuff toy. He can’t wrap his legs around you but if you give him a chance, Glorfindel would attempt to.

Egalmoth

I don’t know who’s worse, him or Glorfindel. Egalmoth is a menace when it comes to your height and uses every opportunity provided to remind you of how short and cute you are.

You’re his little fairy who he loves to shower in jewels just to see you sparkle and glow. Egalmoth makes no expenses in spoiling you now that you’re super short and tiny.

He gets a kick out of surprising you with miniature items or furniture from around the house. For example, his wine glasses are like bowls for you so he’d get a tea set that elven children would play with and gift it to you to drink and eat in.

Loves to randomly pick you up and place you on his shoulders or walk around with you in his arms like a pillow. He loves to throw you into the air like you would with a child and catch you.

One night as you were sleeping over, you were putting on a performance for him and re-enacting him in battle. When you reached for his sword, you and the weapon toppled over as you attempted to lift it. Egalmoth never forgets that moment and brings it up any chance he gets.

Whenever someone asks if you’re a child, Egalmoth would stroll behind you and rest his hand on your head and look the person dead in the eyes and tell them yes. To make matters worse, he’ll stick his hand out and call out to you ‘come little one’.

Being shorter than him just means that Egalmoth has a righter way of spoiling you and cuddling you to death. He just loves his short lover and can’t help but pinch your cheeks.

Rog

Rog is already a giant compared to the rest of the elves on this list, you’re definitely a dwarf when you stand beside him and he’s going to question it as well. However, Rog is more respectful with his approach and not like Glorfindel.

Rog is going to be staring at your tiny figure walking under his arm as he holds open doors for you or marvels at how you clamber onto chairs when he pulls them out for you to sit.

If you were to spend the night and bathe in his bathtub, you once commented on the fact that you could swim in it.

He doesn’t tease you the way the others do and leans more toward acting like Galdor when dealing with your height. He’ll reach for objects on higher shelves or lift you up gracefully. Though, he does get a kick out of watching you climb or jump for the desired object.

He does invest in building ladders and stools made for your height, so you don’t have to struggle to climb or jump. Not all the time he’s there to assist so he’d like to have helpers lying around, easy to use.

Very careful with his strength because he doesn’t want to accidentally crush you. He’s extremely cautious whenever you ask him to rest his head on your lap because to him, his head is heavy compared to your size.

You love to compare hand sizes with Rog. Since he’s a blacksmith, his hands are huge, and your hand barely fits in his palm. When you have to hold hands with him, he’d give you his fingers to hold because your entire hand wraps around them.

Maeglin

You were the first human Maeglin had ever seen, and he was sure from the description he received on them that they didn’t appear this short. Were you a child or perhaps an elfling?

Maeglin’s gonna be shocked to learn that it’s your actual height and you’re a fully grown adult, not an elfling or dwarf.

There’s this little smile that graces his face whenever he observes you running over to meet him or watching around the room full of giant-sized furniture. He hides his smile from you because he doesn’t want to tease and anger you.

He’s seen how displeased you become when people mistake you for a child and he tends to swoop in to the rescue before you throw hands at the elf for calling you a child.

Maeglin adores sleeping with you because you literally sleep on his chest and he feels nothing, your weight is non-existent. You cling to him as if he’s a body pillow or stuffed teddy bear. His muscles make for excellent pillows.

Another elf who marvels at your figure as you pass under him whenever he opens doors for you. Your little figure is just waddling around aimlessly among the giant crowd. He had to stop himself from fawning over you.

He uses your shortness and cuteness as an excuse to spoil you even further, implying that you are deserving of being spoiled regardless of what you looked like, but he just wanted to make tons of miniature trinkets for you.

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[celebrimbor-loves-you]

okay, all is fine, but still:

Sauron/Finrod THE WAY Findo is way darker after the song of power duel. Sauron found a way to change his fea and it made Ingoldo not a beast, but a powerful wizard, who is Sauron's alliance now. and maybe- you know what i mean- not only alliance, but his dark husband, because Sauron LOVES that dark power of him and those new cruelty and despicableness of him :)

please kill me already what am I thinking about;)))))

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[onomatoseeyah]

| It should have been me. |

#the silmarillion #maeglin #I imagine he has intense guilt over his mother's death #I am slightly obsessed with him #I tried to draw this and watch the Rings of Power but I just #I have to pause every 10 minutes #It's taken me 3 days to get through the first half of the FIRST episode #I'm weak and a coward #onomatodoodles

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

26 for lorindol?

26. Warm - Lorindol

or, lorindol is a Good Boy and doesn’t make me write 10 pages unlike SOME ocs i could mention 

The sun's nearly directly overhead and makes the white stone nearly blinding. Sweat trickles down your neck.  Your quiver is heavy on your back and your neck and shoulders aches from standing at attention for so long.

At any other time, the wind might dance through the parapets or stir the grasses of the plains beyond the city itself but today? 

Nothing.

Just nearly an overwhelming wall of heat.

You try to remind yourself that your shift on guard-duty is almost over, and you won't have to do it again for another week – then you can have a refreshing glass of cool water and spend your time celebrating the warmth of Gondolin's summer anyway you like.

(It doesn’t quite do the trick.)

But, you suppose, being warm is better than the cold.

A little while later, something catches your eye, and despite yourself, you smile. A swallow – the symbol of your house – darts across the sky, swirling and quick. 

Maybe the day won’t be so bad after all.

#my fic #ask game reply tag #lorindol of gondolin #good times in gondolin!!! #i thought abt making it helcaraxe times but then i was like #nah i've been working on too many sad things so! #lorindol gets to have a good time! #but that's the thing abt silm fic tho even if you intend something happy it's also lowkey sad because you know what happens later #anyways #i imagine this is. middle gondolin? like before the nirnaeth but after maeglin shows up #og post

[theelvenhaven]

Kissing the Elves

Gondolin

Request 1:  Can I request Kissing - The Lords of Gondolin?

Request 2:  Kissing the Lords of Gondolin!

A/N: Since I have done a couple of these for the elves on different ones I added their previous headcanons for this. The rest are new though. <3 Shout out to @saviorsong​ for helping me do Galdor’s though I reworked it to fit with the rest of the post. I added her rendition at the bottom.

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Turgon

Turgon’s kisses are always done in the privacy of his chambers, where here he can kiss you without any prying eyes. Sometimes they are incredibly slow and lingering, forehead almost pressing against yours as he wraps an arm around your waist to keep flush against him. Sometimes they are deep and fiery full of pent up passion that he has been dying to shower you in, no less gentle with you keeping you as close as he can, needy for such intimacy.

Aredhel

Aredhel always takes the time to meld her lips with yours with some passion, her hands either resting around your neck or she’s gripping the collar of top to keep you close. In no way does she want to part from you the moment your lips are pressed together. So she is always giving you several shared kisses- much to the embarrassment of Turgon. Aredhel certainly isn’t afraid of a little PDA and she is happy to share kisses with you both in public and in private. This means the intensity of her kisses are rather unrestrained. 

Maeglin

Maeglin’s kisses are always private and always unrestrained and long. He can never get enough of the way your lips feel against his and often he loves just laying in bed making out with you. Lips always starting out timid and mindful before pressing them firmly against yours. Taking his time to savor the way you feel against him, humming softly as he slowly slips his tongue into your mouth. A hand holding yours keeping it pulled to his chest, with the other arm resting beneath your head.

Glorfindel

Kissing Glorfindel is always such a sweet and tender experience, even despite his more determined younger attitude. His lips are always incredibly warm and soft against yours and they taste faintly of vanilla. Gently he always cradles your face in his hands, while his thumbs gently stroke your cheeks taking his time to taste and savor the way you feel against him.

Ecthelion

Kissing Ecthelion is always going to be a private affair, expect if you do receive any in public eye that they are going to be quick pecks to your lips and maybe a few hand kisses. But should you both be in an empty courtyard or workshop or alleyway, Ecthelion is happy to dote on you with controlled and confident kisses. Never letting himself get carried away, even in your most private chambers Ecthelion takes the lead keeping your head tilted back while he melds his lips to yours. 

Rog

For all his rough housing and horse play when Rog kisses you he is utterly delicate and loves to keep you close. Rog is all for PDA but he still likes to keep things pretty toned down in public, but unlike Ecthelion, Rog is more than willing to linger in a public kiss. Bringing his hand up to gently caress your cheek beneath his large hand, 

Egalmoth

Egalmoth’s kisses are always suavely done, with great confidence and certainty. There is also most certainly a hint of seduction in his kisses. Bringing a hand up to tilt your head back before he leans in to slowly kiss you, with every single degree of passion behind his lips melding with yours. He’s certainly unafraid to slip his tongue in to taste you, with a hand lightly caressing down your jaw and neck.

Galdor

For all of Galdor’s go with the flow nature, you will find that he is surprisingly teasing when it comes to kissing you. He enjoys the feel of you shuddering beneath the tips of his fingers as he traces over sensitive places like the underside of your arms or down your neck. His lips caressing over yours teasingly before he finally presses them to yours. Even still once his lips press to yours, it is slow and sensual bringing you to yearn for more.

Penlod

Penlod for all his talkative and extroverted behavior, when it comes to kissing he is surprisingly timid and easily flustered by the ordeal. He is unafraid to give you small pecks here or there, especially when no one is looking- propriety and all that. But for something longer it’s something you’ll have to coax out of him. At first he’s very timid, blushing bright red the moment your lips meld together clearly not looking for a peck. Penlod is very restrained and controlled as he continues to kiss you back timidly, finally as you continue and coax him into relaxing do his kisses grow more firm

Duilin

Duilin cares about appearances and you’ll find that the Lord isn’t into a lot of PDA, and prefers that any and most affections are done in private. You’ll find that Duilin will certainly play games with you all day leading up to his kisses, with once overs and looks of appreciation as he passes you by. Or with light and almost teasing like caresses to spare when he can get close to you. Duilin will only then relinquish to kiss you once he has wound you up when you are finally in private, not sparing you your breath as he kisses you passionately. 

Bonus from @saviorsong​:

Galdor’s as likely to rake the tips of his fingers on the underside of your arm to distract you as he is about making the process slow and delirious. His lips gently stroking yours while his thumb holds your chin imobile. Every touch teasing and sensual, until you can’t possibly wait his other hand on the small of your back. Before the agonizingly slow meld of your lips burns it’s way to your core. - Saviorsong is horny…and was also here

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[novemberthecatadmirer]

One thing I always feel very important about the whole Maeglin selling out Gondolin for life & freedom matter is...

Morgoth promised him lordship and Idril AFTER Maeglin already told him about Gondolin’s location and defense secrets.

Yeah obviously the promise of power and Idril might be what kept him in line and continue to cooperate with Morgoth after returning to Gondolin (can be interpreted in various ways from “the world is ending better take care of my own desire” to “the world is ending better preserve what I can still save”)

But the lordship and Idril were NOT what directly caused the initial betrayal.

Here comes my dumb headcanon:

Maeglin initially cracked not because of anything related to Idril and Tuor. 

He cracked because of the torture & what Turgon did to Hurin.

When Hurin came to seek help nearly three decades after his imprisonment, Turgon assumed Hurin was released because he sold out the location of Gondolin for freedom. Turgon was overwhelmed by this assumption and let emotions run over his own judgement (again). He directly told the eagle “my heart is shut,” and refused to take Hurin in.

Of course Turgon changed his mind after calming down. But it took too long; the night fell and the eagles could not find Hurin again. From Hurin’s pov he was abandoned by his friend (or even a father figure), and thus was driven to complete despair, crying out in pain, accidentally letting Morgoth know the general location of Gondolin. 

I think it is rather possible that Maeglin knew of this, at the moment or later.

Then when he got captured by Morgoth and put through tortures, he would realize he was essentially in the role of Hurin.

Turgon did love Maeglin. But Maeglin knew Turgon treasured Hurin too. The king treasured Hurin enough to make an exception and let the brothers leave the city to return home. Probably after Unnumbered Tears Turgon also built statues in Gondolin honoring Hurin. But when Hurin actually showed up at door and seeked help? Turgon immediately grew suspicious and assumed that Hurin betrayed the city.

And Morgoth could even tell Maeglin what really happened to Hurin. How Hurin endured torture for 28 years without betraying Gondolin, but was viewed as traitor and abandoned by the king of Gondolin anyway. How Turgon became the last straw that break Hurin into leaking the location. How ultimately it was thanks to Turgon’s closed heart that Maeglin got captured.

In a word, I think what caused Maeglin’s betrayal was him realizing that

Morgoth could torture him forever

No one from Gondolin would come to save him (And other realms had fallen so there was really no hope)

Even he suffered forever to keep the secrets, it was expected and not appreciated by Gondolin

Even if he found a way to escape back to Gondolin, he might still be rejected/executed by Turgon because no one was allowed to lead danger to Gondolin (according to “of Tuor and his coming to Gondolin”)

Morgoth already knew the general location, no matter he cope or not Gondolin would eventually be found. And then Turgon would believe it was him that betrayed Gondolin anyway.

So yeah.

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I just think Turgon rejecting Hurin should has more long term damages than letting Morgoth knew the general location of Gondolin (which was already very bad).

It was something that could send out all the wrong messages and greatly damage the morale. I always imagine the event was kept as a secret, and even most of the lords did not know about the matter. 

I think Tuor absolutely was kept out of it and he never knew he was so close to meeting his uncle until after the Fall.

Idril probably knew it, and helped to keep the secret from Tuor, and felt guilty. And that was one of the crucial moments that made she further distrust Turgon’s judgement. (I want all the “my father did an evil thing and I am helping him to keep it as a secret” angst)

Maeglin... Actually fought the losing war along with Hurin and Huor and was there when they sacrificed themselves to help troop of Gondolin escape. IDK I think that’s another “silently pondering in horror” moment for him. And he kept thinking about it, and kept trying to not thinking about it, until Morgoth forced him to think.

#tolkien #The Silmarillion #silmarillion #silm #maeglin #turgon #hurin #Gondolin #Fall of Gondolin #silm headcanon #silmarillion headcanon

[fistfuloflightning]

”You said the Vala in black is a mourner?” Maeglin looked up from reading through a handful of Salgant’s harp scores. A conversation from when the Lord of the Harp had first befriended a grieving , freshly orphaned young elf. When Maeglin had first learned more of the Valar than the brief words Aredhel could spare in Eol’s absence.

“Nienna is the Weeper, yes. She comforts those who have died. It is why she was invoked at the funeral.” There were lots of things Maeglin did not know about Noldorin customs, much of which Aredhel had simply neglected to teach him. But Salgant did not ridicule him for his ignorance, instead treating his never ending questions with patience. Even now he stopped his hands to give Maeglin’s question his full attention. “Though she is not the one to call the fëa once it has left the hroa. It is the Doomsman of the Valar who does that. Though there are those who simply refuse the call.” Salgant dropped his attention to the lathe before him, the mask he was shaping. The scent of cut cedar warmed the air. “Those who might not heed the call to Mandos, those who wish to remain Houseless—to say nothing of those who wish not to leave this land for one they’ve never seen.”

A surge of fear had Maeglin’s fingers almost tearing apart the parchment in his hands. He watched the older elf with wide eyes. Might not heed… “Will…will I be able to see Emel after she is reborn?”

But Salgant merely nodded as if there were no question as to Aredhel’s decisions. “I am sure of it. Should you die here—and I pray upon the grace of the Valar that you do not—you would also be called to the Halls of Mandos, where all the dead receive comfort and healing.”

Something tightened in Maeglin’s chest and he once more felt the prickle of tears in his eyes. He whipped his head away, ostensibly to examine the nearby masks Salgant had nearly finished for an upcoming festival, all tassels and gold and richly layered paints. “Is it…peaceful? In the Halls?”

Salgant gently set down the wooden mask he’d been shaping. He looked out the window at the plaza below, but Maeglin felt as if he was looking with those kind eyes at him. “I would imagine it is so. A place where you can lay your burden down. Where all pain and hurt is soothed away. At least, I would hope so.”

Maeglin remembered belatedly that Salgant’s brother died upon the Ice. Perhaps Salgant missed him just as much as Maeglin missed his mother. He dropped his watering gaze to the music scores in his lap.

A hand rested on the top of his head, patting softly. For a heartbreaking moment he could pretend it was Aredhel’s hand stroking his hair, as was her wont. But she was gone. And he wouldn’t see her unless the Ban was lifted and they could sail across to a world he’d never even dreamed of. She was so far away and Maeglin felt every inch of that distance.

So when Salgant pulled him into a hug, he went gratefully.

Snippet from an unpublished fic where Salgant adopts Maeglin

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