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thelordofgifs · 2 months

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Congrats on the milestone! How about Maglor or Maedhros and jewellery, from the worldbuilding prompt list?

Digging up this old prompt for @maedhrosmaglorweek day 3! Have both of them.

"You will jingle as you walk," says Maedhros, "they will hear you coming for miles."

Maglor laughs, and tosses his head so that the dangling silver earrings chime. "A poor minstrel I will make, if my jewellery plays more music than I! No, Nelyo, these will not do." He removes them carefully, and lays them aside in the growing pile of precious metal heaped upon the side-table.

Maedhros, sitting cross-legged on the stone floor of his chambers in Himring, watches him with a faint little frown. "You must choose something," he says; "you cannot go to the feast dressed as plainly as a Vanya monk."

"My songbird's voice is adornment enough," Maglor says blithely, "and anyhow I did not come here to pick out my own gems. We must make some progress on deciding what to bring as gifts."

From the chest Maedhros draws out a long string of pearls, meant to be draped three times around the neck for the full effect. A souvenir from a summer Maglor spent in Alqualondë, long before the light of the Trees went out, or indeed before their father took it into his mind to preserve it. Maglor chose the pearls himself, going up and down a hundred beachside stalls to pick out those most perfectly round and white, and had Finrod his cousin teach him how to string them on a thread of silk before presenting them to Maedhros. How lovely they had looked set against his brother's fair skin; they had seemed almost to glow.

"These – these stones," Maedhros says, hesitant, "we could gift them to the envoys of the Sindar, perhaps."

Maglor swallows. "They are pearls, Nelyo," he says, keeping his voice light. Maedhros blinks at him, and he explains, "They come from the sea, from oysters. We used to get them from the Teleri." He pauses, and then, when Maedhros still looks bewildered, adds, "I do not think it good politics to gift them to the kin of those we slaughtered, whether or not they know of it."

Maedhros' face darkens. "You are right – Nolofinwë's host will murmur to see them, besides." He gives the pearls another troubled look and then sets them aside.

No use, Maglor has learned, in dwelling on these missing spaces in his brother's memory. They frustrate Maedhros enough as it is: and it is nothing personal, Maglor knows, that he has forgotten the pearls were a gift from Maglor. Their Enemy has taken from Maedhros things far more precious than the recollection of a trinket. It does not sting, that Maedhros does not remember.

Maedhros has turned his attention back to the chest before him. These are all his personal jewels, salvaged from their father's house in Tirion in the brief hours they had to pack before setting out on their ill-fated march. In the years of his captivity Maglor would indulge himself, sometimes, and open the chest, and admire the treasure within as though he were yet a fanciful child trying on his brother's baubles; and he would tell himself that he would hear Maedhros' laughing voice at the door any moment now, saying, Are you going through my things again, little magpie?

Maedhros does not much like to wear jewellery, these days. He says that it chafes against his skin, and on darker days that it puts him in mind of chains; occasionally he will consent to Maglor pinning back his hair with a bejewelled clip, or to an unobtrusive pair of earrings, but all his fine gold necklaces and ornate jewel-encrusted bracelets are useless now.

"Too few gemstones," he says now with a frown; "they were more marvellous than the metalwork, and would be better received."

Maglor thinks with some regret of a fine set of rubies his father had made him for his two hundredth begetting-day. Like all the house of Fëanor's best jewels, they were locked in the vault at Formenos, and stolen by Morgoth when he ransacked it.

"I know not how things are done in Doriath," he says, "but in any case the Mithrim Sindar are not over-fond of jewels, much like their Falmari kin. I do not think we need worry that our gifts will seem poor to them; in truth they will know not what to do with them. They wear flowers in their hair oftener than gems."

"It may be different in Doriath," Maedhros argues. "Findaráto says of Menegroth that the very walls are studded with jewels. Perhaps a gift of our own best would go some way towards earning Elwë's favour."

Maglor frowns. "Think you he will come himself, then?"

"Perhaps," says Maedhros, "but even if he does not we must not seem to be ungenerous. Many of those in Nolofinwë's host will be searching for any excuse to name us so." He passes his hand over his eyes, looking tired. Maglor only arrived yesterday, but he has his suspicions about how long his brother had gone without sleep before that. "We must choose presents for them too—"

"You gave Nolofinwë a crown," says Maglor; "surely he will be sated with that!"

The jest makes Maedhros laugh, as it would not coming from any of their other brothers, edged as it would be with resentment or mockery. Maglor is awfully, selfishly glad of that.

"Come here," says Maedhros, "you are distracting me. Help me choose what to give our own kin, at least."

Maglor settles on the floor beside him. "This for Findaráto," he says, picking out a necklace of sapphires that Maedhros never much liked in the first place, "it will go well with his eyes."

Maedhros favours him with a smile. "Well chosen," he says. Then he finds a very fine emerald, set into the front of a copper circlet but easily prised free, and examines it thoughtfully. This, Maglor remembers, is a relic of their father's first experiments with the art of capturing light; it does not shine with a light of its own as do the Silmarils, but catches and magnifies all the daylight coming through the window in a most pleasing manner, reflecting them back in every shade of green imaginable. Maedhros sets it aside, and when Maglor casts him a questioning look blushes and says only, "For Finno."

The next piece Maedhros draws out of the chest is a golden bangle, from Fëanor's filigree phase: the metal worked into the shapes of trees and flowers and leaping horses, studded all over with tiny gems in a multitude of colours. Their father was in a good mood, when he made this, Maglor recalls. The precision of the work appealed to him. Perhaps it was that more than the loveliness of the finished product that made Maedhros fond of it.

"You always liked this one," says Maedhros, his eyes warm now with recollection. "The number of times it turned up on your dressing-table, after I had spent hours searching for it! Here." And he slips the bangle onto Maglor's wrist.

Maglor tenses, forces himself to relax, and takes it off again. "I do not want it," he says, "thank you, Nelyo."

Maedhros blinks at him. "I cannot wear it," he says, "not a bangle, it will be – too tight." He shudders briefly and then masters himself. "You might as well take it, and then someone can have use of it."

You do not want him back, Celegorm spat once; all your mourning is performance only. You are quite content to sit here wearing his crown and playing dress-up with his jewels, in truth.

"I do not want it," Maglor says again.

"Káno," Maedhros says, very gently. He tilts Maglor's chin up to examine his face. "What troubles you?"

But how can Maglor tell him, I am not now the child you knew in Valinor, the little magpie who so loved to be adorned? How can he say, I too was sated with a crown? He cannot unburden himself to Maedhros, who so depends on him to be merry and bright and unruffled. He has lost the right to do so.

"It will get in the way," he says, "when I play my harp." Then he summons up a smile and says, cheerfully, "Five cousins yet to choose gifts for, and then you promised you would let me practice my new Sindarin songs after we dine! We had better hurry." And he turns back to the chest before Maedhros can object.

#asks #silmarillion #my fic #maedhros #maglor #echo-bleu #maedhrosmaglorweek #maglor is fine he's fine he's SO FINE ok

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doodle-pops · 1 month

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Lords of Gondolin | With A Musician Reader

Request: hi mina how have you been? i hope you’re doing ok c: i was wondering if you’d write a scenario about human!reader showing off her greatest musical creation to the elves? it’s a piano they’ve spent a decade workshopping & building to perfection. readers also made middle earth versions of the upright bass, acoustic guitar, & cello. they plan on making more instruments cause it’s their passion and how they want to be remembered by. for the lords of gondolin - @dicksoutformtl

A/N: I’m doing just fine! It was fun writing this request know that all of them would be impressed at reader’s craftsmanship. Enjoy!

.𑁍༊˚ Galdor

Galdor is thoroughly impressed by your craftsmanship in creating new and improved versions of some of the instruments they already have while crafting newly discovered pieces as well.

He would have known you were into the musical arts, hence why you were always playing or composing a new piece every few weeks. However, what he had never suspected was a entire batch of new instruments being presented to him.

He is enthralled and eager. While some instruments may not be a favourite to his ear due to the sounds they emit, you can bet he’s informing you of some upcoming festival where you can show off your creative talents.

Galdor is a proud elf Lord who would happily talk about what you’ve created to the others and recommend you to the King to play your pieces at balls. He wants everyone to be aware that you’ve made inventions and they’re groundbreaking.

There are moments when he’d sit around and listen as you explain to him how you created each piece and the inspiration behind them or watch as you play songs on them.

It touches him when he becomes aware of the purpose of your collection of paper in the corner of your room. They were all songs written to be played on these instruments about how much you like or care about him. He’s touched and appreciative.

.𑁍༊˚ Ecthelion

The musical master is too stunned to speak as he enters your humble abode and notices all the new “classical” instruments lying about. Ecthelion’s curiosity gets the better of him and he can’t help but strum the strings of the bass and cello, or press the keys on the piano and gasp at the new pitch echoing.

He becomes aware that these are not instruments that exist in Middle Earth and bombard you with a million questions. “How did you make this?” “Where did your idea come from?” “What inspired you?” “Who are you really?”

Ecthelion probably assumes that you’re not normal to come up with all these instruments since the Valar would have created their instruments for them…so are you a Maiar or Valar in disguise?

You will be followed around until you answer all of his questions with responses that tickle his brain the right way. And be prepared for him to request if you two can now play duets at festivals and balls. He wants you to be the musician couple.

Ecthelion will show you off, more than Galdor and some of the others because he’s proud and wants everyone to know how talented you are. He doesn’t care if the other Lords comments that you’re more talented than him, he would simply acknowledge and say, “Yes!”

And not to forget, he’s making sure that your name gets recorded in the history books as an important figure in music. He’s even more proud when he realises that you’ve outdone musical protégé like Maglor and Daeron.

.𑁍༊˚ Glorfindel

There is not a person without a ten-mile radius who hasn’t been alerted by him of your musical genius abilities. Even Lord Elrond would be shaken aggressively as he is being told about your creation. “Y/N has reinvented the world of music! There is no one as great as them!”

Goodbye Lindir or Ecthelion, hello to Y/N, the new musical protégé of Gondolin or Imladris. Get used to being announced at dinners or balls to play your newest pieces and having Glorfindel looking like a proud dad (if he had a camera, his look would be completed).

Anytime you’re making a trip to your music room, don’t go without Glorfindel or else he’ll barge in all grumpy, complaining that you forgot him. He wants to be present at each new masterpiece you’re making, whether it be a new instrument or song. He likes watching the look of concentration as you play each piece to conclude which suits the song best.

Be noted that he’s curious, so he is bound to touch the piano or cello and gasp as the notes ring out. I can see him being drawn towards the guitar and requesting that you teach him. I don’t know, but Glorfindel playing the guitar suits him (idk if it’s just me).

Cue Glorfindel wanting to join you whenever you’re playing and the guitar can be included. He’ll happily sit beside you and strum away lightly while you play the piano or violin.

Like Ecthelion, be prepared to be announced/talked about by Glorfindel any chance he gets. He’s not rubbing it in anyone’s face, simply expressing how proud he is of his little human creating instruments that “change everything”.

.𑁍༊˚ Egalmoth

Most proud of them all, however, he’s torn between wanting the world to learn about your skills and also keeping them hidden so he alone can know this secret and cherish it.

A bit stingy sharing your talents with the rest of the world because they should be for him to enjoy and praise. He does complain when people don’t praise you enough and encourages them to be louder.

I don’t see anyone surpassing him in terms of being the biggest cheerleader. This elf considers himself blessed to be around such a gifted person (you’re more gifted than his friends in his eyes). You’re a miracle worker creating new instruments unheard of or reinventing old ones.

He wants to learn about your pieces even though he doesn’t know about music deeply, he would to be told everything. Don’t worry if it sounds all foreign to him, he’s understanding.

Egalmoth would inquire if you would like more materials to make more instruments because he understands that it’s your passion. He would even ask if you would like to open up a school to teach others.

Like the others, he would request that you play at dinners when the Lords come over or if the King is hosting a dinner party. Might get annoyed if someone wants to collaborate with you because you sound great on your own.

.𑁍༊˚ Rog

This craftsman is enthralled, amazed, excited, and proud of your creation. You made these instruments all on your own! Rog cannot cease talking about how you designed and crafted all the instruments by yourself. This is one of the rare moments when he's talkative nonstop.

You’ve got one of the great blacksmiths hooked on your inventions and wants to know the process you took to create each piece. He’ll be teary if you mention that you used some of his instructions during his days of teaching you basic material crafting.

Learning more and more that everything was done on your own and you spent years making each puts a type of ride in his heart that’s unshakable. If you show him how each piece is played, Rog finds himself whipped and ready to boast.

It’s strange seeing the quiet blacksmith boasting and talkative, and it’s for good reasons, you. All the Lords know, the citizens know and the King as well. Very soon, you’ll be having a hearing with the King who was intrigued by your new inventions courtesy of Rog cheerful chattering.

Rog doesn’t mind whether you choose to play privately or publicly, the choice is yours and he’s pleased with either decision. He wants you to be comfortable, but he would ask if you could play him a piece so he could experience the beauty of your creations.

.𑁍༊˚ Maeglin

Curiosity caught his attention for a great purpose and it led him to discover new things worthwhile. Maeglin is enamoured and his curiosity is piqued tenfold. Questions rattle off the top of his head about all that he’s seeing and how did you manage to think about creating these pieces.

You’ll be seen as someone highly skilled and great in his eyes because you’re out here reinventing the world of music, something the elves are passionately known for.

“Can I come to watch?” “Can I sit and listen?” “Will you play for others to see what you’ve made?” He will stand in the doorway as you play your pieces and write songs suited best for each with a sense of pride in his chest. You’re a part of his House and creating all these great inventions to make a name for yourself. How could he not be pleased?

Definitely another one who would recommend you to the King to present your showstopping performances during balls. Whether you play with the orchestra or sole, Maeglin is supportive.

You’re Maeglin little songbird who he wakes up to playing your piano or guitar on the balcony or in the drawing room. You provide him with melodies that allow him to melt in and drive his tension away.

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silvantransthranduiltrash · 6 months

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Ok, but i can just imagine, many years post canon in valinor when legolas is visiting the twins at the same time as the kidnap dads are visiting elrond:

Maglor, trying to be friendly with his grandsons’ friend: so... what are your thoughts in regards to the kinslayings?

Legolas: idk, i mean it’s not like i was directly affected by it so i can’t exactly hold out too much judgement. Also, while horrible, the shit ya’ll did does not even come near my top 100 fucked up things i’ve witnessed while in middle earth.

Maedhros: wasn’t- wasn’t your grandfather, oropher, from Doriath though?

Legolas: lmao, yeah, but if you think he didn’t contemplate murder, specifically regicide, a time or 100, then you’ve clearly never met him.

Legolas: besides, he once tried to destroy the world way back in the days before Orome stumbled across the elves, he has no leg to stand on.

Maedhros:...

Maglor: your dad, though?

Legolas: both my father and grandmother chose to stay with the silvans when they split off during the great journey. So even if grandfather Oropher had died in doriath, it wouldn’t have affected my existence.

Legolas: so like i said, it’s really not my place to hold a grudge against you when there are plenty of elves that were actually affected by it doing the job just fine.

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Btw, this is my Miriel and thranduil are twins au so don’t come at me with “but that’s not canon!”

#lord of the rings #lotr #silmarillion #the hobbit #lotr elves #legolas #thranduil #incorrect tolkien quotes #incorrect lotr quotes #silm incorrect quotes #oropher #trans thranduil #shamelessly pushing my ‘miriel and thranduil are twins agenda’#maglor #maedhros #legolas’s thought process really just boils down to ‘not my circus #not my monkeys’#there are so many other things for him to be pissed off at the kinslayings don’t even come close

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myceliumelium · 29 days

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I am lowkey terrified to ask, but I absolutely adore your Silm art (your Fëanorian designs never miss! also you somehow came up with multiple of my favorite Gil-Galad designs I've ever seen), and have been similarly stress-doodling myself through a bunch of deadlines this week, so I thought I might throw one of my Silm OCs your way. (And am hereby reassuring myself that you can just ignore any asks that don't tickle your fancy and it'll be fine :p)

I humbly submit my headcanon for Maglor's spouse for your prompt bank - he's a Noldo/Vanya who first met the family through being a sculpting student of Nerdanel's, but didn't actually end up with Maglor until the Kidnap Fam years (and it was exactly as doomed and tragic as it sounds). Tall, broad-shouldered (hauling blocks of marble around is hard work!), long red-gold hair, eyes roughly the color of forget-me-nots; A bit on the paler side, but has one of those complexions that turns golden in the sun. Terribly beautiful, in the way people often think of when they think of Greek statues, albeit with that sharp Noldo jawline/cheekbone profile.

Wow ok so, like describing him as a marble statue? Inspired. It gave me such a Specific image in my brain. I generally love to bedazzle my elves, but this guy? No sir. He immediately gave me the vibe of a guy who absolutely lets his face do the talking.

#art #silmarillion #tolkien #ask #other people's ocs

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annoyinglandmagazine · 1 year

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Summary: ‘Kano, I swear to the Valar, that better not be my lipstick!’

Maglor heard the commotion of the guards admitting two of the stray residents of the keep back inside. He heard one of the twins laughably try to maintain some level of silence in creeping back to their rooms down the hall. It’s not like he was going to be angry at them. Quite surprisingly, they’d actually obeyed his instructions for once from what he knew. He’d given them permission to spend the evening at the neighbouring village, as long as they were accompanied by his guards and returned with the same guards at a reasonable time.

They would be surrounded both by Elvish and Edain warriors the whole time and the twins were nowhere near defenceless anyway. He understood they were young and needed to spend some time with people of a similar age and it was good for them to get to know the Edain as well. They were half mortal after all. He was still shocked they’d agreed to the escort, though he supposed they recognised a fair deal when they saw one. In fact he’d probably been absolutely played. Nelyo taught them too well.

He was disturbed by a muffled disturbance of something clattering in the room above him. He tried not to panic as he dashed up to Elrond’s room. ‘Are you ok, little one?’ there was further clattering inside, ‘yes absolutely fine Ada,’ his voice was strained and his words made even less plausible by the sound of something breaking. ‘I’m coming in. I will knock the door down if needs be.’ There was a deep sigh from inside that could only come from a teenager and then the sound of the door unlocking.

He was greeted by a scene that was much less worrying than he’d been expecting. Elrond appeared to be struggling with the unlacing of a gown that had probably been borrowed from an elleth, probably one of his guards. ‘Do you want a hand,’ Maglor decided to open with. ‘I thought we banned that phrase after too many terrible puns from you and Atya.’ He relented, however and let Maglor undo the lacing before turning around to let Elrond get into his nightshirt.

‘Do you want to talk about it? We don’t have to,’ Maglor said casually sitting cross legged on the bed facing his child. Elrond hugged his knees to his chest refusing to meet Maglor’s eyes ‘They didn’t notice. The mortals I mean. They couldn’t tell I wasn’t-,’ he broke off here as if not sure how to continue. ‘They thought I was an elleth. Or a half elleth I guess. I asked Meliniel to borrow one beforehand and none of the others would have noticed, I wore a cloak while riding and it was dark. I stayed separate from Elros so they wouldn’t have had a point of reference. It doesn’t really mean anything elvish gender is meant to be difficult for non elves to guess at. It was just a bit of fun.’

‘It’s perfectly fine if it was. But I’m not entirely certain that’s all, is it? You can talk to me.’ Elrond looked up and when he finally worked up the courage to speak it was barely a whisper, ‘I liked it. Being seen as female. I think I feel more like an elleth than an ellyn sometimes.’ Maglor nodded smiling reassuringly at his child and squeezing his shoulder. ‘Well alright then. We do not have as many spare clothes lying around as we had in earlier days but I can scrape some garments together so you have options. And oh- wait here a moment,’ Maglor cut off as a thought occurred to him and he dashed off into his chambers.

He returned a few minutes later carrying a box containing several kinds of make up. ‘Who did you steal these from?’ Elrond inquired. ‘They’re mine don’t worry. I haven’t had much use for them in a while so you can take whatever you’d like. I can show you how to use them if you want,’ Elrond looked slightly surprised but tried to mask it.

‘Well technically at least half of them are mine,’ came a voice from the door frame. ‘How the fuck do you still remember that? That must have been in Valinor,’ Maglor exclaimed but not too seriously as Nelyo interacting so casually was always a good sign. Ribbing him like this made it feel almost like old times. ‘I remember everything any of you every stole from me. I don’t lose things. Especially not’ and he demonstrated by picking out a stick of reddish purple lipstick, ‘the only purple lipstick that didn’t make me look washed out.’ This was definitely a good day. Maedhros must be in a great mood to so obviously invite memories of Valinor, in front of someone else no less!

‘Please, you’ve never looked washed out in your life.’ Maglor scoffed. ‘It’s one of the many trials of being a red head,’ Maedhros replied solemnly. ‘Your name literally translates to the good looking one,’ and Maedhros sat next to Elrond on the bed. ‘I can teach you how to put it on darling. Ignore Maglor, if his make up skills are anything like they used to be you’d be better off asking Huan for help,’ he said the last bit with a pointed glance at Kano though he didn’t really mind. The offer of his time for something as personal as that, casually though it was spoken, meant a lot for how Nelyo viewed the twins

*in Valinor, the years of the trees*

‘Ok Kano there’s a lot of things we need to deal with here,’ Maitimo said as he hauled Kano up off the ground. ‘Firstly, yes I will cover for you to amme and atya. You went riding and there was no alcohol or nudity involved. Most importantly however, that better not be my lipstick or I swear to the Valar. . .’ Maitimo broke off while wrapping his arm over Kano’s shoulders and beginning to walk back home.

‘I thought it was Amme’s’ Kano slurred. ‘Was it in my possessions? Then it was mine. It’s my favourite shade to,’ Nelyo sighed. ‘Your favourite shade or Finno’s? I noticed a lot of that particular shade on our dear cousin’s collar at the last family gathering,’ this was met by Nelyo’s patented do not mess with me glare.

‘Sorry about your lipstick,’ Kano sighed. ‘I can get you your own so you don’t have to steal mine. I should also teach you how to apply it, because honestly Kano, what even is that.’

#This is definitely a longer than I planned but I really like it #Silmarillion #tolkien #kidnap fam #elrond peredhel #elrond and Maglor #Maglor and maedhros #Elrond and Maedhros #maedhros #Maglor #russingon #genderqueer #gender exploration

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runawaymun · 1 year

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🔥🤔🐉

(And for a special challenge how about making the last one not Elrond, or in addition to Elrond - that'd be easy mode for you!)

🔥 Give us your hottest Silm hot take.

anti Earendil hot take (SORRY)

🤔 Tell us one of your favorite Silm headcanons. Can be one that’s out in the wild or a personal one!

I have so many, but I'll do one that I don't think I've posted about before. It's been floating around in my head for a while and I don't think it's really living in my brain as a canon headcannon, if that makes sense, but it's something I like to entertain every once in awhile.

Listen, a lot of wack things happened in the Silmarillion so I'm not saying that it is implausible that Elwing got turned into a white bird by Ulmo and flew to be with Earendil in the sky, and they sailed to Valinor together-- but I'm just saying it sounds very much like the kind of thing you would tell a distraught six-year-old to get them to stop crying, or-- as a leader, would tell a disinhertened group of people in the wake of a massacre to try and ease the sting of the fact that you can't find a body.

Like I just think there's something juicy about it. Like the last time we couldn't find a body in the Silm it was because Fingon had gotten trampled in the mire of his blood. And I like the idea of everyone going no, not again, not her, she's too little, she's not even fifty years old, not the child we crowned too early. It feels like the way that humans in the real world mythologized saints who met grisly deaths.

And also I wouldn't put it past the Ambarussa, ok? @ellrond and I were chatting about this because like...the Ambarussa are canonically two of the most vicious and unhinged of the sons of Feanor, and were in some versions of the story absolutely chomping at the bit for bloodshed when it came to Sirion, and also were pretty messed up due to the Oath. Crazy, crazy shit went down at Sirion -- and Celegorm was their fav brother, and that's the daughter of the man that killed/humiliated him.

And again idk I just think it sounds like something you'd tell a pair of distraught six year olds. There's something I very much like about "no, no you're fine omg please stop crying your mom's ok! your mom's ok i promise she uhhhhhhhhhh she jumped in the ocean and Ulmo turned her into a bird and she's with your dad in the sky!! Kano please get them to stop crying--"

🐉 A lot of figures in the Silm have weird Eldritch powers or possibly biology. Tell us about your headcanons for one.

fine, fineeeeee

IDK how to explain this one very well in terms of biology, but I love taking things Jirt gave us about characters to the most literal extreme I can, and that includes Maglor "Kanafinwe". I think aside from Elrond, my headcannons about Maglor were my first exploration into my system of Songs of Power and what it all looks like/what's possible from a Music standpoint. Again, not really sure how to explain it so here are some excerpts from And the Stars Shine the Same and Boundless Sky

A shout pierced the night. A shout full of power such that Glorfindel had not heard in an Age. The shock of it knocked three legions of Orcs off their feet as the very earth trembled. Glorfindel's eardrums popped. The Champion's blade actually froze mid-swing and a figure launched through the air, sword gripped in two bandaged hands, glowing gold. Black hair glimmering in the starshine, storm-gray eyes swirling with the light of Valinor, a Song rising from his lips which pained the Champion as much as any weapon.

An ear-splitting Shout cracked through the air: a slide of dissonant notes loud as an avalanche. The wolverine snapped back the opposite direction as if yanked by a rope, slammed into a nearby rock, then went limp. Maglor stumbled for a second, out of breath, and Elrohir had to catch him before his legs buckled.

“He’s panicking. We need to get him home.” Maglor’s voice had taken on a whip-crack quality that neither of the twins had heard before, but obeyed without thinking. Elrohir bent to collect the scattered remains of Thalionel’s knapsack, and Elladan found himself starting up the hill to pack up their things before he was even aware he’d begun to walk.

I just love thinking about these legendary figures and thinking how legendary are they, really? Like on the one hand this is probably not what Jirt meant when it came to kanafinwe, but I think it's Neat. I love the idea of Maglor's Voice and command of Music being so strong that he can cause physical damage. Hell, I mean, from a scientific point sheer volume can kill someone. But I think it's more along the lines of not only volume, but also a uncanny ability to take someone's Theme and confuse it/yank it out of tune, or to find a kind of music that sounds so Wrong to them that it drives them to pain/madness (like Dissonant Whispers in DnD, you know?)

And then there's the makalaure angle - which I read as like, okay sure his voice is gorgeous, but how persuasive is he? To the point that you don't even really realize it? Playing your mind/body like an instrument to do exactly what he needs/wants you to do in that moment? No fucking wonder he was terrifying and earned his epithets.

I love wet pathetic woobie baby apologetic minstrel Maglor as much as the next person, but also give me terrifying Maglor. "Gold-cleaver" Maglor who can rip people apart at a molecular level with his voice. "Commanding" Maglor who can write his own intentions into your Musical Theme itself. Unhinged and powerful and terrifying.

And then let him miss when he was young, in Valinor, and was using that golden-tongue to sing lullabies to his baby brothers and sappy love-songs to adoring/exasperated audiences, instead of using it to kill.

silm ask meme

#the silmarillion #elwing #maglor

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symphonyofsilence · 2 years

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Ok, let's talk about the last 3 episodes of TROP:

Uh...wtf did I just watch.

Well...what'd'y'know...turns out we had a fourth Silmaril? Was anybody going to tell the sons of Fëanor? Was anybody going tell FËANOR himself?!

And, you know, if Mithril contained the light of a Silmaril, which is enough to work as a star, anybody would know that Frodo was wearing a Mithril chainmail. And it would be really shit as armor or weapon 'cause it would immediately give away your place and draw eyes to you.

And since when do the elves need the light of the two trees to survive? How about the Avari? With that logic, they should have been dead by now. Why are we calling them immortal if they're going to die next Saturday? Everyone in ME is more immortal than them.

And does time mean nothing in this show? When they talked about compressing the timeline I didn't think they'd do it in every scene!

do people teleport in this show? How did the Numenoreans charge to Bronwyn's village JUST at the right moment? How did they know they should go there? How did the NUMENOREANS get to Bronwyn's village only one day after the orcs? How does it take more time for Arondir, a trained elven warrior to fight one orc (& he doesn't even defeat him) than a village of untrained peasants to defeat an army of orcs?

And...a watch tower fell just by an arrow?! Really?! This whole tower was kept together by only a rope? Who made that and why? And how's it been standing for so long? Even if it's only 1 day? Is that time compressed, too? And A lever broke a dam and that somehow activated a volcano?! And why couldn't the orcs break the dam with the grandfather of Grond? Why did they have to give so many orc casualties to take that sword back? Why did the villagers corner themselves in their village instead of fighting from the fucking tower and having the high ground? Is it because it was held together by a rope? What is this stupidity?

And it speaks volumes about the writing of this show that we both knew that there is no way that anybody could survive that eruption especially Galadriel should have been baked in her armor and that all the main characters would survive.

I mean...Bronwyn not only survives that wound but she also walks out just fine the next day and she's not even pale. Halbrand, mortaly wounded RODE to Eregion! What makes you think a volcanic eruption will kill them? Eru can't kill them.

THEY LEFT WHETHER ISILDUR WILL SURVIVE OR NOT AS A CLIFFHANGER!!!

And Adar is the only interesting character. I'm kinda rooting for him ngl.

And did Elendil even search for him before announcing him dead and crying?

Also, one would think that in a dangerous situation like this, the commander would rush in to protect the queen. And the other soldiers would protect the commander and the Queen. Except, in this case, the commander walked into volcanic ashes and started one of her famous staring contests with it.

Also, a little thing. But, how did Galadriel find Elrond when he was first orphaned alone, without friends or kin? I guess the first time Elrond was orphaned was after Elwing jumped into the sea. Well, at that time Elrond had both kin and friend. He had his twin brother Elros and then was found by Maglor & Maedhros who were both kin and later turned out to be friends. (And they are in and outside a cave). Why would Galadriel find Elrond alone without his twin and why would she hand them into the Fëanorians?

Now listen, having callbacks to certain LOTR scenes wouldn't have been so bad if they weren't blatant rip-off and a much, much lesser version and the scenes have been earned.

Like Arondir and Bronwyn promising each other that they'd grow a garden like Faramir and Eowyn did, doesn't have the same impact 'cause unlike Faramir and Eowyn, we haven't spent enough time with these characters and from what we've seen of them, both of them look bland. And we haven't seen their relationship develop. Also, the dialogue is not that good. And Galadriel and Theo hiding beneath a tree while the orcs start for them?...no. just no. And Theo saying that the sword can't be unmade by any crafts that they there possessed also doesn't work 'cause the threat of it is not explained. And giving the scene of Beren and Luthien's first meeting to Galadriel and Celeborn doesn't work cuz it's very OOC for Galadriel. And it was a special scene for Tolkien.

& now off to the big reveal I guess.

Listen...the 2nd age is not told in details like the first and third age are. there were few plotpoints that they had to meet and they WERE few! Like the Numenoreans being jealous of the Eldar's immprtality. And like Annatar coming to Eregion and deciving Celebrimbor after Galadriel, Gil-Galad and Elrond refused him cuz they didn't trust him.

THIS SEASON SHOULD HAVD WORKED ON ANATAR DECIEVING CELEBRIMBOR! HE SAW HIM FOR LIKE ONE SCENE AND HE WASN'T EVEN ANNATAR! AND THE RINGS ARE ALREADY MADE! AND THE SAURON REVEAL IS WASTED! AND THE ICONIC SAURON MAKING THE ONE RING AND LAUGHING TO HIMSELF AND CELEBRIMBOR OVERHEARING IT AND PANICING IS GONE!!

and the writers are probably congratulating themselves because we all knew that Annatar was Sauron and it wouldn't have been a shocking reveal for us. Well, guess what! It would have been for the people who haven't read the books and the people who had would have enjoyed the tension of well-written scenes between Celebrimbor and Annatar knowing who he was. And when Galadriel and Gil-Galad and Elrond warned Celebrimbor we would have sympathize with them and mourned and remorsed with them when it got too late. It's like if in HP movies the director said:"you know what, every book reader knows that Alastor Moody is Barty CrouchJr. Let's introduce a hot guy who will have a romantic relationship with Professor McGonagall who will turn out to be Barty Crouch.Jr.

They keep thinking they can write better than Tolkien, the father of modern fantasy, and they can't.

And remember when it was explicitly told that Galadriel knew Annatar was fishy from the get-go and NEVER trusted him? Because not only she was extremely intelligent and wise but also she had the gift of seeing into the minds of others and for that, Sauron was AFRAID of her? And returned her scorns with apparent curtsey? And he thought that he had found his match (as in, an enemy to be weary of) in Galadriel? And how becoming a powerful queen, stronger than the foundations of the earth was Galadriel's own ambition?

Who in all these years of reading tolkien have had thought of writing a Galadriel/Sauron fanfiction!

I'll tell you who. Mormons!

I can't help but think that how every male elf except Gil-Galad, even the extras have short hair has something to do with the showrunners being Mormons.

So does how Sauron can't be a hot twink elf with long luscious locks getting close to young Celebrimbor and seducing him over a long time until eventually Celebrimbor gets betrayed. because it may give gay vibes.

I think that elf servant being all veiled women who don't speak also has something to do with the showrunners being Mormons.

So does that Galadriel was bereft of all her tradirionally feminine traits, wise and mature personality, the reverence everyone had for her, and her ambition and desire to rule and her goal in life was given to her by her brother (keeping the oath he never had in the books) and her iconic lines in the show are told to her by Sauron and she wasn't the one with the desire to rule and she wasn't the one who knew her worth, and her husband had to be presumed dead and in the showrunners eyes, she couldn't be a mother AND a powerful woman and had to be deceived by Sauron and have romantic tension with her instead of Sauron being scared of her.

Good for you if you liked the show. Don't let random strangers on the internet ruin your enjoyment of tv shows.

But for my part, sometimes Fëanor spontanously combusting from inside sounds fantastical until I see the shits that TROP pulls and the blatant lies and or the narcissistic bullshits that the showrunners say.

#anti rop #anti trop #trop critical #anti rings of power #lotr #tolkien #galadriel #sauron #my two cents #rings of power critical #the silmarillion #jirt #jrrt

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artoolante · 2 years

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on maedhros and maglor's trip with finrod

Ok so first,

Finrod finds out about the Men while on a trip with Maedhros and Maglor; they were friends. While Finrod taking in Celegorm and Curufin could be considered an act of mercy to shelter them during wartime, this trip was a choice that he made because he just wanted to hang out with them.

However, what about the Kinslaying at Alqualondë? As far as we know, Maglor participated at Losgar too. How does he just go back to hanging out with them, especially in the middle of the woods where literally anything could happen. I want to say that there must have been some awkwardness/distrust but the circumstances imply that Finrod did trust Maedhros and Maglor a lot there.

Which brings us to the next point of Finrod disappearing. Obviously this was not their fault, but it would have looked really bad for Maedhros and Maglor, kinslayers, that their - half-Telerin, prince of Alqualondë, grandnephew of Thingol - cousin just vanished while in their company in the middle of nowhere. It's not just about the family drama, but the larger ramifications of Maedhros and Maglor possibly returning without Finrod given that they are Kinslayers

Also, while the last part was my analysis of what happened, my headcanon is that in Valinor Fingon went camping with Maedhros, Maglor, and Fingon. Obviously there's Russingon but I feel that Maglor and Finrod would be more than fine with him joining them especially because things were a lot less complicated in Valinor. Idk I just think he would fit in there, even if he wasn't on the canon trip, there was a lot going on and maybe he was busy.

Also, given the nature of their fathers' relationship, Maedhros and Fingon probably had the most freedom outside of Tirion. I feel like out of all the brothers, Maglor would be the least likely to tell on Maedhros and considering Finrod was fine with his younger sister marrying their maternal cousin, I don't think he'd have issue with russingon.

#tolkien #the silm #the silmarillion #maedhros #maglor #finrod #fingon #russingon

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deadqueernoldor · 1 year

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what do you think about their brothers pisses off each of the feanorians the most? like a specific pet peeve like CELEGORM IF YOU CARVE ANOTHER BIRD WHISTLE YOU WILL BE WORSE OFF THAN THE TELERI FAMILIAL RELATIONS BE DAMNED

That is literally the perfect reply I could see for curufin. Ok i could go into so much details about what annoyed each brother about each brother but that'd be too much so I'll limit to the most annoying brother lol

Maedhros – Curufin → peeved bc curufin asks him on the opinion on a current project, only to completely ignore any input maedhros has given. Hates hates hates it, but also cant not give input because that will anger curufin.

Maglor – Amras and Amrod → they always come to him while he's composing which, fine, he's ok with briefly being interrupted, but they keep pestering him until they have his undivided attention aka youngest child syndrome and Maglor HATES it

Celegorm – Caranthir → caranthir's so goddamn peculiar with his preferred ink and wax seals. He will simply not write a letter when he is out of either, which means sometimes nobody gets any messages from Caranthir for decades and Celevorm is always the one who's ordered to check up on him.

Caranthir – Maglor → they're close, but by god Maglor is always late with letters. ALWAYS. Especially when Caranthir needs to do the ledgers bc Maglor hates doing it.

Curufin – Celegorm → those fucking goddamn bird whistles make him want to start a one-man-kinslaying every time. Maedhros said no to that, unfortunately

Amrod & Amras – Maedhros → party pooper. He spoils them bc they are the youngest, but he also keeps them on the shortest leash bc he doesnt need another brother to mess with his perfectly laid plans. They're happy when they're far away from Himring bc that means maedhros nagging is contained to letters

#ask box

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red-riding · 3 years

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Hello! I loved your headcanon on how Maglor/Celegorm and Caranthir would be with a strong and independent fem!reader.. I was wondering if you could write that headcanon with Feanor and/or Maedhros..?

Feanor and Maedhros with a strong independent S/O

Feanor

I feel like any significant other of Feanor would be strong and independent by default. No one else could put up with this man.

Your independence makes things easier between you and Feanor since you can manage just fine when he disappears for weeks into the forges or on trips.

Feanor also has great pride in your fighting ability, and may even brag about it to those around him at times. He also will always bet on you in sparring matches.

The only downside is that sometimes you both will be too independent and never relay one another for help, when it would make things so much easier if you did.

Maedhros

pre Capture

I feel before being tortured and losing his hand, Maedhros would love a strong and independent significant other

Maedhros already has enough to worry about because his six younger brothers, he loves that his significant other does not add to his worries since he knows they have everything handled.

Maedhros loves sparring with his significant other, though may hold back at the begging worried he will hurt them.

Post Capture

Not to say Maedhros stops liking your strength and independence now. It just makes things harder.

Maedhros is not in a good state and likes being around you whenever he can to have you as comfort and make sure you are ok. If you are really independent and like your freedom, that may be an issue.

After spending so long alone in his torture, Maedhros becomes a mix between clingy in always wanting to be around you, but also distant and over protective.

Don't even think about sparring with him or anyone. Maedhros will not allow you to do anything that could get you harmed if he has a say.

#maedhros #maedhros x reader #maedhros the tall #tolkien #tolkien headcanon #silm #the silmarillion #silmarillion #silmarillion x reader #the simarillion #hobbit #lord of the rings #lotr #elves #feanor #feanor x reader #sons of feanor

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thelordofgifs · 5 months

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director's cut on dearest..................

(director’s cut ask game)

fhshfhshdh ok FINE. (For context, I hinted at/threatened a ramble on the use of the word “dearest” in the fairest stars in this post.)

Maedhros has called Maglor “dearest” six times so far in tfs:

Part 3: He stands up, and then stoops to kiss Maglor's brow. “I don't want to leave you, dearest,” he whispers. “That's how I know I have to.”

Part 15: He puts his hand against Maglor's clammy cheek. "Thank you, dearest," he says softly. "I'll be back soon."

Part 16: “Should I send you away, dearest?” he asks.

Part 20: "I am sorry," he says again. "But I am asking now. Will you stay, dearest? For me?" (sooo fine and normal about this one in particular)

Part 28: Maedhros looks at him as though trying to memorise him. He rises, and then stoops to press a kiss to Maglor’s brow, bathing them both for a moment in the gentle hopeful light of the Silmaril. “I’ll come back to you, dearest.”

Part 30: Some of Maedhros’ thoughts must be showing on his face. He rearranges it into a smile, and says, “Shall I sing you to sleep, dearest?”

… just realised the phrasing on the part 3 and part 28 lines is almost identical, which was not actually intentional and is now giving me a crisis about being repetitive. IT’S FINE IT’S FINE just pretend I am a genius writer who was doing Parallels on purpose ok.

Anyway! For some reason this whole thing has become a minor brand of mine and shows up in most of my m&m fics. I do not know why, but I’m attached to it now. I do think “dearest” is an excellent affectionate nickname for Maedhros to give Maglor: it’s Tolkien-esque – that man did love his words with proto-Germanic roots rather more than he did the Romantic ones – and also, more importantly, it speaks to a very specific dynamic between the two of them. Maglor likes to be reassured that he is Maedhros’ favourite brother, and that Maedhros loves him best, I think: in Valinor he was rather jealous of Maedhros’ affections, and after Thangorodrim it has become rather more of a Guilt thing and a reminder that Maedhros still loves him after what he did. In tfs, Maedhros never uses the word when he is seeking reassurance from Maglor (it’s notably absent in parts 22 and 25, for example, as those both contain m&m scenes where Maedhros is feeling guilty and tormented and desperate for absolution from Maglor); calling Maglor “dearest” is one of his ways of casting himself explicitly in the role of affectionate elder brother, of making himself Maglor’s protector. In reality, their relationship is much more complicated than that – unfortunately for him.

But another thing the word has ended up signifying in tfs is how frightened Maedhros and Maglor are of leaving each other: and Maedhros almost always uses it specifically when he is saying goodbye to Maglor, whether because he is heading out to battle or because Maglor is minutes away from dying in his arms or because he is about to do the stupidest thing he has ever done in his life. For this reason I was Cackling Evilly when I dropped it into part 30, because it was very much directly foreshadowing Maedhros’ imminent departure, and intended to dramatically raise the blood pressure of any reader who had picked up on this.

#asks #welcomingdisaster #ask game #the fairest stars #tfs spoilers #maedhros #maglor #I put a completely normal amount of thought into this one word don’t mind me

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dagnyart · 4 years

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I’ve tried to show all the bitterness of Maedhros’es internal conflict during the raid in Middle Earth. !!Disclaimer: I have a huge speech below about Maedhros and Feanor with my own opinion and headcanons about it, so if you are not ready for this, just skip :D \ \ Let’s talk about them. Their relationships are very complicated and hide a long story. Maedhros got a difficult place in his family, because he is the eldest son and the first heir. By the time of Maedhros birth, Feanor was already had some issues with his own dad (Finwe), so he translated some of them on Maedhros. It was very important for Feanor, he had a boy! Having a heir made him more independent and well-established. He kinda told Finwe «Look I have my own family, now I'm gonna do what I think is right, I won’t be like you!» Also he named his son after Finwe and actually didn’t solve his conflict with father. For Elves Feanor was very young then, Even in their trip he showed his vernal ardent temper. He became father very early. Elvish life is so long, so Maedhros grew up and still didn't have other brothers, so he and Feanor become more like friends, nor like father and son. They had a lot of time for hunting and horse riding together, for some noble stuff and fancy elvish parties, for doing some business together and fooling around. Then Maglor was born and then the other kids. It became more complicated to share the same time with everyone and look after kids. But first two sons had a lot of time with Feanor and now they were very good at help. According to their will they had to follow their father, how they were standing for him, the family was united and strong. We shouldn't forget that Feanor lost his mind and had PTSD after Finwe’s death. He was different before Melkor came to him. Before that, he act differently, he was the favorite of many Vallar, he couldn’t attack his brother with a weapon, because there weren’t any weapons in Valinor, and he didn’t have paranoia about Silmarills. There was a time there weren’t any gems themselves and he didn’t lost some part of his soul inside them. Ok, back to suffering. The Elder brothers had more time with their father,but still Maedhros knew him close than others. If any of 7 sons could advise and object to their father, it would be Maitimo. He knew him good. Just imagine how weird it was to him watching Feanor’s paranoia growth. And still he supported him everywhere. To simplify the whole story, imagine that you’ve known someone for 30 years and they are wonderful despite their downsides and fails. You know when they can act like moron and what can make them mad, but you adore them, you feel their love and tender connection, support and careness. And then someone comes to visit them, tells them something in private and you watch them literally change in a month.They become strange, then lose their mind, while sometimes they look absolutely normal and everything is fine. But you can’t throw out these years you have with them and absolutely don’t know what to do. I think Maedhros finally understood that his father is sick in the head when he started burning the ships.Just imagine, Just imagine, he turns, look at Maedhros and says he knows that others can't go across the sea, he leaves them and Fingon too. And then he starts laughing like a psycho. BOOM and the first ship explodes with fire. And with Amrod. Commonly relied on his father in everything, Maedhros is horrified by everything that happens, he doesn't know how to stop it, and events develop frighteningly quick. The fever of revenge reaches its peak and Feanor burns out, consumed by his own anger. This is a dreadful loss. Maedhros loses his friend and father, the fate of everyone in this campaign falls on him, he is the head of their house and the king, and they also managed to take an oath, not knowing its price. Then Maedhros did not have time to ponder everything and think it over, but he will have a rather long life, full of troubles. And every new tragedy in his life will be connected with these damn gems. Feanor didn't know where all this would lead, but it was him who doomed all his children to death himself, and this is his fault. He abandoned them. Yes, he died. Yes, he was out of his mind, but he wasn't there when he was needed. When Maitimo was in captivity, when he fought , when his brothers died. He wasn't with them in their moments of madness and in their moments of contrition. It’s hard to take and it’s hard to forgive. Maedhros' love for his father is incredibly strong, he also still respects him. But his pain is also strong. Even if Feanor freed his spirit by visiting Mandos and knew everything happened there with the children, he still wasn't there and he couldn't prevent it. This is guilt that will be as heavy and pervasive as the anger that he once burned by. How would they look to each other? They wouldn't have any words to express what they feel. Maedhros also feels guilty about death of his brothers, losing the crown and the greatness of the Feanor's house. Who knows what nightmares he has at night, what's he thinks about when he is alone. He's changed. He had to cope with many things alone. They’re both different now. Any of Maedhros’es brothers. Any of Maedhros’es brothers would find it easier to meet him again. It’s impossible to say how it will end for them, WHAT must happen to bring them closer again. But still. I want to believe.

#silmarillion #silmart #silm #maedhros #feanor #feanorians #noldor #finwe #silmarillion fanart #maedhros fanart #feanor fanart

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procrastinationonvacation · 3 years

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We very much appreciate your last answer! May I ask for some headcanons on Maglor, Maedhros and the twins, post-third kinslaying? Thank you 😊

- Captain Anon

Hello! We very much appreciate your patience this last week an—

*HC BRAIN SLAMS FOUND FAMILY BUTTON SO FAST IT BREAKS THE SOUND BARRIER* (under cut as per ususal)

Ok first, for the life of me, I can’t decide on why Maglor took the twins, or why Maedhros agreed to keep them. So here’s a couple of theories I’ve seen as well as one that’s more mine:

The good old “can we keep them” + 🥺🥺 = “fine” followed by “what no they are hostages and I have no emotional attach- wow! you made that? That’s amazing! Can you teach me?”

The Twins 2.0

I think Mags deciding to keep the twins is the start of his character arc (he’s late to the party but oh well)

My interpretation is he’s always been a little short sighted, not really prone to introspection, trying to ignore that he and his family are all kinda… monsters, at least until this part of the book. (That probably comes from how he barely shows up in the story.)

He probably shows up to the kinslayings in a very detached “its one of those days” manner.

Maybe he realizes its time to face up to everything once the 3 Cs die. Or maybe it really does take Amrod and Amras for the introspection gears to start turning. Either way, who/what their family is can’t be ignored anymore, and it’s time to take the route that takes down the fewest bystanders as they go to their doom.

—

Ok so at first the twins are very much not gonna talk to the creepy murderers thank you, even if Elrond already knows they aren’t going to kill them (Certainly his foresight would notify him of his own death. he hopes). They’re 6 but they know what’s up and you bet your ass Elrond can hold a grudge. Plus Elros says They’re creepy, and Elrond’s gotta agree.

Maglor is pretty stumped cause ofcourse it makes sense the kids aren’t talking to him or anyone, but that can’t be good for their health and he does actually want them to be happy. He goes over to Maedhros like “oi help” to which Maedhros is like “bro ur so fucking dumb, listen to them, they sing 24/7 just like u.” and Maglor is like “oh. right. singing. i do that. ok.”

It’d be really cute if he went and started singing a song that’s meant to be easy to join into, one of the silly dumb ones that are entirely out of place in a war but make everyone laugh and be happy and just forget for a minute. It takes a while, but Elros’ voice quietly joins in. Then Elrond’s. Unfortunately its one of those ditties that gets stuck in your head, and with the twins and Maglor singing it, the whole camp has it stuck in their heads for *ages.* And I mean ages. In the fourth age, people are sitting in the halls of Mandos, almost to a peaceful state of mind, when freaking “the cat and the fiddle, the cow jumped over the moon” gets stuck in their head again and fills them with Pure Rage (they only remember one verse! it’s not even a full verse!) (it’s been thousands of years dammit). It would be really sad if Maglor started singing a lullaby Feanor taught him, only to realize Finwe sang it to Nolo, who sang it to Turgon, [insert generations], who sang it to Elrond and Elros, who sing it back to him. Even cooler if Elros sings it to his kids, and it becomes an ages long game of telephone until one day in the 5th age Maglor hears it on the beach and is about to cry, but then realises it’s in the wrong fucking key, and half the words are mistranslated, and is annoyed instead.

Not sure exactly why, but singing together brokers a kind of peace. As for Maedhros, he isn’t exactly a singer, but he’s not tone deaf, and if Maglor’s a kid who sang 24/7 Maedhros is the older brother who knew how to deal with it. (in other words he’s very good at encouraging artistic talents, even when those talents seem to consist solely of being annoyingly Loud.

Anyways fast forwards thru hugs and kisses and kinda questionable parenting (but with good intentions!) and lots of love. I head canon that M&M “kick out” the twins like “you have to go because uh… we hate you very much” which would have been believable but they also sent them away with a guard on the road and carefully packed bags, plus once M&M were gone, a lot of their old followers showed up in rivendell like “This is Maglor’s child and we love him very much.” Which was a very interesting diplomatic incident to say the least, but reminded Elrond they did actually care about him and his brother. (Dunno if elves are going to Numenor)

Elrond, Elros, Celebrimbor (and sometimes Gil-galad, depending on his father of the week) have monthly parent crisis meetings. They are also all cousins and friends. I don’t make the rules. Thanks giving dinner is a hoot, I’m sure.

Also, unrelated note: but wouldn’t it be cool if Elros was the one with stronger foresight, and it’s because of that long view of life that he chose to be mortal? Like Elrond would see maybe a few years, or a century ahead, but Elros sees the millennia stretching out before them, all the destruction and futility and just nopes right on out.

again thank you so much for your patience with me while I was doing AP tests. I had quite a few ideas written out, but needed the headspace to organize them. Ily! Have a great day :)

-Sam

#captain anon #emotional support hostages #thanks for the ask!!#as always if that's not what u wantd come bother me

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narijem · 3 years

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High School of the Murdered

Mandos' High School was created so that their students will learn some manners and be ready to face the workplace called Valinor. In one class, adviser Olorin was having trouble with his thirteen students who should have graduated already but WILL NOT LEAVE - Feanor and Fingolfin who would fight to determine who is Class President(it is Maedhros), Maedhros did not want to finish his volcano project, Maglor, who sings sad songs, Celegorm who is looking for his dog, Caranthir who just sleeps in class, Curufin who serves as Feanor's sidekick, Amrod and Amras who both play pranks, Fingon and Finrod who will not submit their work unless Maedhros does, Celebrimbor and Maeglin who went with the flow.

Gandalf just wanted them out already but he needs to figure out what can bring them out with passing marks in good manners and right conduct...he had an idea; a crazy (and terrible) idea and it will involve students that were forever placed in detention - Morgoth and his gang.

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"Get him!"

Maeglin was running away from Gothmog and Glaurung who were running after him as ordered by their gang leader - Morgoth. He hid in the classroom, beside the bookshelves and prayed that he was not followed. Suddenly, the door opened with a bang.

"Oh Maeglin! Come out, come out wherever you are," Glaurung sang;

Maeglin closed his eyes...

"GOTCHA!"

Maeglin opened his eyes and was grabbed by Gothmog.

"Come now, Maeglin, give us your money. We will give you the latest issue of Idril's magazine," Gothmog said.

Maeglin's eyes widened; Idril's magazine was his favorite; he had a massive crush on the model - Idril but her magazine is not allowed in the High School.

"M-Mister Gandalf said that's not allowed," Maeglin said.

"As if that old man will find out, come on, give us your money," Gothmog said.

Maeglin reached into his pockets when the door to their left opened with a bang. Maeglin saw Feanor and Fingolfin who were bickering.

"I'm telling you, Feanor, 15 minutes is too long a break,"

"And I'm telling...oi! Get the fuck out of my classroom," Feanor said, pushing Fingolfin aside and confronting Gothmog and Glaurung.

"This isn't any of your business, small fry," Gothmog said.

"It is since you involved him," Feanor grabbed Maeglin by his collar and pulled him away from Gothmog and pushed him to Fingolfin who caught him.

"Get out of my classroom, losers." Feanor said.

Glaurung looked at Gothmog and held his arm, seeing that Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm, Caranthir, Curufin, Fingon and Finrod entered the classroom. Gothmog scoffed;

"Better watch your back, Feanor," Gothmog said.

"Tell your boss never to mess with me;" Feanor said.

Gothmog and Glaurung left the classroom;

"Are you ok?" Fingolfin asked Maeglin who nodded;

Maeglin then felt someone slap his head.

"Ow! What was that for?" Maeglin asked as he looked at Feanor.

"Just to get Idril's magazine?" Feanor asked.

"How did you know?" Maeglin asked.

"Everyone in class knows your massive crush on her. Dude, if you have a crush on someone, at least choose someone with a brain," Feanor said.

"Oi! Idril is family," Fingolfin said.

"I don't care; you, were you not listening when I held the class meeting?" Feanor asked Maeglin.

"Nobody listens to you talk," Fingolfin said.

Feanor raised his hand at Fingolfin as he looked at Maeglin seriously.

"Morgoth and his gang are our enemies; they cannot be trusted. If you cannot understand that, leave," Feanor said, pointing the door.

"He is an enemy; I won't betray our class," Maeglin said.

"Good; not even for Idril's magazine, you hear?" Feanor asked, looking at Maeglin.

"Not even for Idril," Maeglin said.

"Good;" Feanor said.

"Maeglin! Are you ok?" Fingolfin let go of Maeglin as Maeglin's best friend, Celebrimbor, ran towards him with Amrod and Amras behind him.

"I'm fine," Maeglin said.

Suddenly, they heard screams outside; Amrod and Amras laughed;

"What did you do?" Maedhros asked.

"We placed ants in their jackets," Amrod replied.

"The biting kind," Amras said.

Suddenly, the door to their classroom opened and they saw Morgoth, Sauron, Gothmog, Glaurung, Draugluin, Carcharoth, Thuringwethil, Ancalagon and Saruman.

"Kill them boss," Ancalagon said, looking at Morgoth who looked at Feanor and Fingolfin.

Morgoth laughed;

"You do not want me as your enemy; you will be...crushed," Morgoth said, looking at the two while stepping on two ants.

"Bring it, you fucker. We won't back down," Feanor said.

Fingolfin stepped beside Feanor and looked at Morgoth seriously.

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Somewhere in Mandos' High School, a man was watching the footage in one of the classrooms in the security room.

"This is great; great idea, Gandalf," Gandalf said, seeing Morgoth, Feanor and Fingolfin facing each other.

Meanwhile, the true security guard looked at Gandalf disbelievingly as Gandalf left the room.

"I guess I better look for a new job soon. I don't want to get involved in any of that shit," The security guard said, bringing out a piece of paper to fill out his resume.

This will be a story in AO3 soon...

#feanor #fingolfin #maeglin #morgoth #silmarillion #gandalf #au

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‘So. Kano. I noticed that your gaze happened to linger on certain nèr over the course of the evening.’ Maedhros said this casually as they walked back to the house. Maglor stopped in his steps staring at his brother in disbelief. ‘Is this payback for the Finno stuff? I’m the younger sibling I get away with it! You can’t just decide today that you’re going to be annoying too, that’s my job!’ Maedhros laughed holding his hands up ‘I’m not trying to torment you Kano. I just think this is something we should be able to talk about!’ ‘Well I don’t! Not even remotely! So just leave it, ok!’ Maglor was turning red and looking away. ‘I’m just saying that you’re growing up now Makalaure, and with that you may want to start experimenting with your sexuality and that’s absolutely fine you just need to remember-’ ‘Oh sweet Valar. Are you trying to give me the Talk?! I already had to deal with that from Amil and Atar I don’t need to sit through another one!’

‘Well,’ and Maedhros finally looked a bit uncomfortable, ‘I’m sure they did a perfectly …. comprehensive job,’ he grimaced clearly remembering his own ordeal so many years ago, as Kano began covering his ears and singing to himself ‘tra la la la I can not hear youuu.’ ‘but they have a uh….. limited pool of reference for certain areas.’ He visibly steeled himself for the next sentence, ‘I just thought that when it comes to situations involving two nèr I may be able to prepare you with a bit more information-’

‘Oh Eru no! I don’t want to hear your advice on gay sex Nelyo! Absolutely fucking not! I don’t know if I’m like you or not but I sure as Mandos know I don’t want to know any more about what exactly you and Finno were doing in that forest last month, so please just shut the fuck up!’

#Silmarillion #Tolkien #russingon #maedhros and maglor #maedhros #maglor #feanorians

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