silm phrase prompt! maedhros + shadows of madness and despair
Thank you for the prompt! Have a little tfs missing moment for my first EVER tfs reader ❤️❤️
Even in his sleep Maglor’s fingers do not loosen their hold on Maedhros’ – tight enough that he cannot move them, but somehow still careful not to bruise.
He is always so careful, thinks Maedhros, even when—
Don’t think of it now. Maglor is here. He is living.
“Thank you,” Maedhros says aloud. “For staying. Even after—”
How can he even begin to enumerate his sins?
A sound at the door. “He is well?” Fingon asks quietly, coming to stand beside Maedhros’ chair. He radiates warmth.
“They said the danger is passed for good,” Maedhros says. “Yes. Yes, he is well.”
Fingon tilts Maedhros’ head gently towards him, and examines his expression in the moonlight. “And you, my heart?”
Maedhros leans forward to hide his face in Fingon’s clothes.
“It’s over,” Fingon says, putting an arm around Maedhros’ shoulder. “You’re safe now, Russo, both of you. No harm will come to you at Barad Eithel.”
“The shadow of my madness clings to me yet,” Maedhros murmurs.
“You are not mad,” says Fingon.
Maedhros has no heart for arguing seriously, when Maglor’s complexion is yet so pale that his face almost glows in the light of the Moon. He manages a smile. “Are you the best judge of that, beloved? Some might say walking up to Angband with a bow and a harp was not the very sanest course of action anyone has ever taken.”
Fingon snorts with laughter, before glancing at Maglor and stifling it guiltily. “I’d argue that it was,” he says. “Hope is not insane, Russo. And I hoped for you.”
“Do you still?” Maedhros whispers.
“All the time,” says Fingon, his voice very low.
Maedhros smiles and tilts his face up to be kissed.
When they have broken apart Fingon says, “Will you sleep here tonight?”
Maedhros nods. “In case Káno needs anything.”
Fingon frowns. “Sleep, then, Russo. You will do no one any good staying awake all day and night.”
“I will, I will,” Maedhros says; but once Fingon is gone he finds he is content to sit by Maglor’s bed and watch the play of light and shadow on his face, and listen to the soft sound of his breathing, more soothing than any lullaby he has ever sung.
“I’m glad you’re getting better,” Maedhros whispers. “I am – so glad, Káno. It is much more than I deserve.”
Maglor stirs and opens his eyes. “Nelyo,” he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep. “I knew you’d stay.”
Maedhros squeezes his fingers. “I’m here, Káno. Go back to sleep.”
“You too,” Maglor insists. “You should sleep.”
Maedhros smiles, although his throat is stinging. “You don’t always have to,” he begins, and then pauses.
It is hard to put into words all that Maglor does for him – all that Maglor is to him.
This is what he nearly lost. No, what he nearly destroyed.
Maglor has fallen back asleep, anyway. His grip on Maedhros’ hand has loosened a little.
Maedhros takes the opportunity to crawl into the bed next to his brother, mindful not to jostle his still-healing wounds.
The memory of what he did remains; but in this peaceful chamber, with Maglor’s warm living body close against his, Maedhros finds it is not so heavy as before.
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When my nephew was four, a friend of the family passed away. The man was in his 90s and died of natural causes, and we were going to the funeral. We sat my nephew down and explained who this was, and that he had passed away, and now we were going to a sort of quiet party to celebrate him, and that there he might see the gentleman in the casket, and he might be very still, because he had died, but that everything was alright.
My nephew contemplated this calmly for a few minutes, and then said, "I think he will be very flat."
What.
It turns out that at age four, my nephew's only real context for death was roadkill, which he frequently pointed out while we were driving. He therefore believed that the only way anyone died was getting run over by a car.
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the thing is that they're so fascinated by sex, they love sex, they can't imagine a world without sex - they need sex to sell things, they need sex to be part of their personality, they need sex to prove their power - but they hate sex. they are disgusted by it.
sex is the only thing that holds their attention, and it is also the thing that can never be discussed directly.
you can't tell a child the normal names for parts of their body, that's sexual in nature, because the body isn't a body, it's a vessel of sex. it doesn't matter that it's been proven in studies (over and over) that kids need to know the names of their genitals; that they internalize sexual shame at a very young age and know it's 'dirty' to have a body; that it overwhelmingly protects children for them to have the correct words to communicate with. what matters is that they're sexual organs. what matters is that it freaks them out to think about kids having body parts - which only exist in the context of sex.
it's gross to talk about a period or how to check for cancer in a testicle or breast. that is nasty, illicit. there will be no pain meds for harsh medical procedures, just because they feature a cervix.
but they will put out an ad of you scantily-clad. you will sell their cars for them, because you have abs, a body. you will drip sex. you will ooze it, like a goo. like you were put on this planet to secrete wealth into their open palms.
they will hit you with that same palm. it will be disgusting that you like leather or leashes, but they will put their movie characters in leather and latex. it will be wrong of you to want sexual freedom, but they will mark their success in the number of people they bed.
they will crow that it's inappropriate for children so there will be no lessons on how to properly apply a condom, even to teens. it's teaching them the wrong things. no lessons on the diversity of sexual organ growth, none on how to obtain consent properly, none on how to recognize when you feel unsafe in your body. if you are a teenager, you have probably already been sexualized at some point in your life. you will have seen someone also-your-age who is splashed across a tv screen or a magazine or married to someone three times your age. you will watch people pull their hair into pigtails so they look like you. so that they can be sexy because of youth. one of the most common pornography searches involves newly-18 young women. girls. the words "barely legal," a hiss of glass sand over your skin.
barely legal. there are bills in place that will not allow people to feel safe in their own bodies. there are people working so hard to punish any person for having sex in a way that isn't god-fearing and submissive. heteronormative. the sex has to be at their feet, on your knees, your eyes wet. when was the first time you saw another person crying in pornography and thought - okay but for real. she looks super unhappy. later, when you are unhappy, you will close your eyes and ignore the feeling and act the role you have been taught to keep playing. they will punish the sex workers, remove the places they can practice their trade safely. they will then make casual jokes about how they sexually harass their nanny.
and they love sex but they hate that you're having sex. you need to have their ornamental, perfunctory, dispassionate sex. so you can't kiss your girlfriend in the bible belt because it is gross to have sex with someone of the same gender. so you can't get your tubes tied in new england because you might change your mind. so you can't admit you were sexually assaulted because real men don't get hurt, you should be grateful. you cannot handle your own body, you cannot handle the risks involved, let other people decide that for you. you aren't ready yet.
but they need you to have sex because you need to have kids. at 15, you are old enough to parent. you are not old enough to hear the word fuck too many times on television.
they are horrified by sex and they never stop talking about it, thinking about it, making everything unnecessarily preverted. the saying - a thief thinks everyone steals. they stand up at their podiums and they look out at the crowd and they sign a bill into place that makes sexwork even more unsafe and they stand up and smile and sign a bill that makes gender-affirming care illegal and they get up and they shrug their shoulders and write don't say gay and they get up, and they make the world about sex, but this horrible, plastic vision of it that they have. this wretched, emotionless thing that holds so much weight it's staggering. they put their whole spine behind it and they push and they say it's normal!
this horrible world they live in. disgusted and also obsessed.
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jusr thought you should know that i am currently going sihdhdhiidj over this bit from chapter 11 of tfs:
"Also it's his fault that Maglor was injured, he only jumped in front of Carcharoth because Maedhros had frozen up, and then Maedhros left him – he might as well have dealt the killing blow himself."
also this bit:
"To love Maedhros, he has long known, is to grieve him.
“I ask so much of you,” says Maedhros, “and you keep on giving it—”
Maglor begins the painstaking work of unravelling the messy braids he has scattered through Maedhros’ hair. “I will,” he says, “I always will;” and Maedhros shudders."
Just both are so relevant to the most recent events of tfs!!! your foreshadowing!! maedhros feeling so guilty for maglor caring about him!!
Aaahhh thank you! I have more Thoughts on this, but one of the most fun parts of the third arc was exploring Maedhros’ growing awareness that he relies on Maglor too much, and that this relationship is Codependent and Fucked Up: something which I don’t think he ever really acknowledges in canon. Part 22 was the first one I wrote after deciding what was going to happen at the end of part 30, and so it’s from then on that you can see the foreshadowing really starting to creep in! To love Maedhros is to grieve him – both to grieve for him, because Maedhros hurts Maglor terribly at the end of part 30, and to cause him grief, because Maedhros cannot bear Maglor’s unconditional forgiveness, and every time Maglor reaffirms how much he loves his brother Maedhros gets upset. They are SO!!
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