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myceliumelium · 7 months

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Daeron the bard, everybody, being a pensive lil guy in the forest, as voted by tumblr.

#daeron of doriath #silmarillion #art #oh look #a whole ass background

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averagenolofinwean · 3 days

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Daeron: *sings mainstream songs about romance and romantic love* And O, I lay alone in my bed every night, thinking about you and yearning for you, just hoping you'd be at my side-

Maglor, aromantic and asexual: *takes out his ukulele* Ohhhhhhhh and I lay alone in my bed at night, perfectly happy by myself, and I think, "Go fuck yourself Daeron, you and your stupid romance and sex songs can go to Utumno-"

#incorrect quotes #incorrect silmarillion quotes #incorrect finwean quotes #maglor #daeron of doriath #tolkien

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silmarillion-ways-to-die · 15 days

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sonneteer-fool · 9 months

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I will leave some of my art here because i want it to be here. I am not sure if i want to repost every single drawing i made into this blog too - but i ll see!

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olenris · 7 months

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WIP

Just redrawing the picture of Daeron from 2020

It's literally so strange seeing your old arts...😐

#digital art #art #silmarillion #art wip #daeron of doriath #lay of leithian

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carmisse · 29 days

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Fëanáro and his sons-(and daughter) in-law.

X : Rank your children's spouses or partners from one to ten.

Fëanor : ...

Fëanor : I've been waiting for this moment since Maitamo was in diapers!

Fëanor : Findekáno is an eight. He was the first one and I really came to see the fact that he and Maitamo would get married when they had the chance. He is quite nice though because of him I have to see Ñolofinwë's face on weekends at the family dinner. Other than that, it's stranger not to see him at home, I got used to having him there, he's good company.

Fëanor : the first time I met Makalaurë's wife she punched me in the jaw. She is sassy and not afraid to express her displeasure with anyone plus Dae is really very talented, she is also the only person who can manage to shut Káno up, she sings too well, a ten, she is my favorite.

Fëanor : Tyelko was always a free fëa, that's why I didn't expect him to settle down, not even with Irissë and even less with Oromë. That's why Dior was a strange surprise, I don't really know the history of those two and I haven't dealt much with him, he's usually serious, and I don't blame him for that. A seven.

Fëanor : Turukáno reminds me too much of Ñolofinwë; he openly hates me and I respect him for that; but he also makes Moryo smile more often than usual, his mood changes when he's around his husband. Besides they have been together for too long, they never told anyone but Aracáno and I suspected it. He is an eight.

Fëanor : I'm not sure if Findaráto counts, he and Curufinwë have been divorced for a long time, however they also kiss a closet when they think no one sees them. He and Curufin made me grandfather, although at the time there was yelling and a couple of broken things, he took responsibility, and like Findekáno his company is pleasant. He's a solid nine, plus Arafinwë is easier to stand than Ñolo.

Fëanor : Pityo has no husband, wife or partner; unless it's secret, I can't score this time.

Fëanor : Telvo on the other hand, well. He leaves Artaresto and Arakáno, the son, I mean. I must say that the three of them are really adorable, if somewhat disastrous, you don't want to know what an argument between them is. Frankly they are the healthiest polyamory I've seen in a long time. Both Arteresto and Arakáno are a nine.

Plus : Telperinquar's husband.

Fëanor : Annatar is an annoying little shit, I am offended that you think I accept him, if it were not for Tyelpe I would throw him into the void with his ex-husband.

Notes :

Daeron is trans, she is an elleth. When he and Maglor met, the son of Fëanor fell in love with her, he proposed to her a few days after they met for the first time. A hundred years pass before she accepts him, they marry with only trees as a witness, they drifted apart after Doriath.

She was upset for a long time, with her husband and her brothers-in-law.

They meet in Imladris, Elrond is the one who brings them together (he locks them in a room until they talk) Maglor apologizes and she accepts them even though she knows it will take time to heal. Finally, they sail to Valinor accompanying Elladan and Elrohir. Regarding her name, he doesn't really mind Daeron. But her family in-laws call her Dae, Maglor nicknamed her that when he met her, this with her permission.

Amrod has no interest in anyone, he is very tired of everyone.

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solmarillion · 6 months

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Pity over Reason

A DaeMags piece I drew for Scribbles & Drabbles 2023. (@fall-for-tolkien) I love Daeron and Maglor as a ship so much. Even though we barely get a hint of them (possibly) interacting, the parallels between them are so fascinating, there's so much potential.

Please read the fics by @searchingforserendipity25 and @i-did-not-mean-to when they're revealed in the gallery!

I haven't been drawing in this art style lately, so I'm glad I got to return to it. The original sketch in the gallery is a bit different, as back when I drew that sketch, I had a different headcanon for Maglor's appearance. It's changed since then, and I love drawing Maglor's curls so much! My favorite part of this is Maglor and Daeron's expressions, and their lips especially. I think the ears also turned out really nicely, and they look very elegant, as they should. I might render this piece further in the future if I get the chance, but right now I'm actually very happy with it.

#daemags #daeron #maglor #makalaure #kanafinwe #daeron/maglor #daeron of doriath #scribbles and drabbles 2023 #silmarillion #doriath #feanorians #soleil's artwork

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polutrope · 4 months

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Hello resident Daeron knower. I am... well I'm not actually writing anything with Daeron in it and in fact my thinking about Daeron is probably a form of procrastination, but, regardless, I was trying to figure out what we know of Daeron's appearance.

I see Tolkiengateway says that Daeron is tall, with dark hair and grey eyes, but I suspect this is one of the many times Tolkiengateway has just slapped on Tolkien's favorite descriptors to a character with no regard to canon.

I think the Lay of Leithian calls him "Dairon the dark" at some point, but that could be reference to hair, skin, eyes, personality, voice even, and I would not call that definitive proof of hair color.

Are you aware of any other hints at Daeron's appearance?

DAERON!!! A great guy to procrastinate on.

As a silver-haired Daeron truther, this question delights me. You're right: no canon on Daeron's hair colour, eye colour, and definitely not on his height.

(Unnecessary preamble:) The published Silmarillion says very little about him at all. His name has six index entries, two of which are just to remind us he's better than Maglor. Otherwise, he invented the Cirth, went to Mereth Aderthad, was Thingol's loremaster, and was the greatest minstrel (east of the sea) because he put his love of Luthien into his music. Also of course that he betrayed her meetings with Beren and then her intention to follow him, then wandered east after she went missing. Nothing about his appearance. (Sorry, I can't help being thorough with my guy.)

Lay of Leithian (1925-31) and Lay of Leithian Recommenced (c. 1950) give us a lot more characterisation but not much on appearance, either.

He is, as you say, "Dairon the dark with ferny crown" at line 500 (repeated in Recommenced, line 41 of 'Canto III Continued'), but at line 884 Thingol addresses him: "O Dairon fair, / thou master of all musics rare.' The latter does change to "O Daeron wise" in the 1950s rewrites, so if one wanted to argue that dark and fair refer to hair colour, then one might make a case that Tolkien was settling on dark for Daeron here. Not a strong case, and not definitive, but still.

As for his eyes, he has "fiery eyes" at line 841 and "his eyes were dark" at 1063. In both these cases I think they're pretty clearly intended as a reflection of his emotional state (pissed off) than the actual colour or hue of his eyes.

So, long story short, you're right: no canon on Daeron's appearance specifically, TG seems to be just slapping the general Teler/Elf look on him. Which, fair to assume, but not certain -- and I'll continue to cherish my silver-haired, dark-eyed aesthetic for him.

It is canonical, however, that he has lean and very skilled fingers:

When sky was clear and stars were keen, then Dairon with his fingers lean

and

Daeron the dark with ferny crown played on his pipes with elvish art unbearable my mortal heart. No other player has their been, no other lips or fingers seen so skilled, 'tis said in elven lore, save Maelor son of Feanor

Lay of Leithian Recommenced, lines 79-80 and 'Canto III Continued', lines 41-48

So. There's that 😉.

#asks #daeron #daeron of doriath #meta #very niche meta

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myceliumelium · 6 months

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Daeron + eurasian magpie

(Or Elured/in + eurasian magpie)

Please !

He summoned a little bird friend with his vibes!

#daeron of doriath #art #ask #silmarillion

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fflewddur-feanorion · 8 months

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#tolkien #silmarillion #maglor #daeron of doriath #for the record maglor can sing #he thinks knocking down walls is cooler though #comic

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persephonedasilva · 7 months

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Eluréd and Elurín Rescue Headcanon:

Daeron had disappeared from Doriath for years. But unknown to everyone, he resided in a small cabin he had built in Doriath. Mablung had come across him once, but he made the marchwarden swear to silence.

Every few years, Daeron would get close to Menegroth, but he never had the courage to go inside.

On one such occasion, on his way to Menegroth, he overheard angry voices and the whimpering of children.

"Your rotten father killed our beloved Lord Celegorm! Now you brats can freeze to death!" one voice raged.

There were a couple of blows landed, the children crying out in pain.

Daeron knew he was outnumbered and out matched, so he stayed hidden.

The children began to move away, unknown to the minstrel.

The adults left back to Menegroth.

Daeron was concerned for those there, but he knew he had to get to the kids.

He followed the tracks for a moment, finding the children huddled in a hollowed base of a tree.

They were twins with silver hair, gray eyes, and had features similar to King Thingol. They were both crying, each sporting a slowly forming bruise on a cheek.

Daeron talked with them, with the twins being too afraid to talk and come with him.

"You look a little like King Thingol. I was his minstrel, so you can trust me."

At the mention of their great-grandfather's name, the twins perked up. Daeron smiled softly.

The older Elf scooped up the kids.

"Pull my cloak closer around yourselves. It's quite cold," Daeron instructed, and they did so.

The minstrel quickly made for his cabin, tending to the twins.

A few days later, the trio went to the remains of Menegroth, packing some clothes, left behind food, and other necessities.

The twins had sobbed brokenly, seeing their home destroyed.

32 years later, they heard about Elwing still being alive, but her new home being attacked. It had been done by the same who attacked Menegroth years ago.

Nothing was known of their sister with rumors of her becoming a white bird.

Another 20 years later, the trio left Beleriand, surviving the sinking of that land.

100 years after that, the trio relocated to Lindon. There, Eluréd and Elurín met their nephew Elrond! He introduced them to his relative Celebrimbor.

Not long after, Daeron left, unable to ignore the call of the sea any longer.

Meanwhile, Eluréd and Elurín stayed until well into the Third Age, leaving in the year 2,713. They could no longer resist the call as well.

Once in Aman, they were happily reunited with Daeron. Only then did he go to see King Thingol. From there, they met their extended family: Maedhros and his siblings, their mom - Nerdanel, Celebrimbor, all of their relatives up to Fingolfin, and Finarfin, Eärwen and their descendants.

Celegorm apologized heavily to them, begging for forgiveness.

"Why do you ask this of us?" Elurín inquired.

"It was your servants, not you who abandoned us," Eluréd added.

"You are not them, and they are not you," Elurín told him.

"So do not burden yourself with their choices," Eluréd finished.

Celegorm smiled, crying due to how happy he was and the weight being lifted off his chest. He hugged the twins, thanking them.

Elrond came at the end of the Third Age, his sons in the year 471 of the Fourth Age, bringing Celeborn with them. The twins were happy to be reunited with their mother's uncle.

They also got to meet King Thranduil as well, telling him what had happened to them during the attack on Menegroth.

(Sorry this was so long. I didn't know how to make it into a one-shot fanfiction. But thank you to everyone who read through it all.)

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sonneteer-fool · 8 months

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I finally made a full version of Daeron's song on ocarina (i recorded it while listening the song along) I m a bit sad with how my mic records instruments - it s quite hard bc it s, well, quite loud and specific on its own. But i made it finally, at least! That s my comfort song now by far.

#daeron #daeron of doriath #ocarina #my art #lay of leithian #beren and luthien #lay of leithian rock opera #tolkien #russian rock operas #doriath #music

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isilwhore · 10 months

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@tolkiengenweek Day Three: Enemies and Rivalries

Maglor vs Daeron

Daeron is named as the mightiest of singers, but Maglor feels his reputation (and penchant for writing depressing music) has robbed him of his rightful title. Also, he just can’t stand the guy.

#well I think he’s the best singer anyway #tolkiengenweek #maglor #daeron of doriath #the silmarillion #silm elves #silm art

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imakemywings · 5 months

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“Now where did you get this?” Daeron sniggered as he raised the instrument up for examination. “It is interesting.” Elrond coughed.

“I, ah, made it myself.”

Daeron froze, the mandolin still held aloft in mock inspection, with the expression of one who has just realized he is tasting his toes.

“Well, I can see how much work you put into it,” he said at last, feigning to look the thing over more carefully. “What a very…kind and thoughtful gift.”

“How bad is it?” Elrond asked ruefully, looking from the mandolin up to Daeron’s face. Wisely conceding he could not believably lie, Daeron said:

“Instrument-making is a very particular skillset, which requires a great deal of experience. And I am—or have been—rather accustomed to having only the best. Nevertheless. I shall treasure this one as a most generous gesture of your friendship.” And his tone on this was sincere.

Elrond looked thoughtfully at the mandolin for a moment, and then he said: “I had intended it to be a gesture of something slightly more than friendship.”

Once more, Daeron froze. His eyes flicked quickly up to Elrond’s, scanning him with seeking intensity.

“Oh?” was all he said.

“Only if it would not be troublesome to you,” Elrond added quickly, cautiously. Daeron was having trouble choosing between looking at the mandolin, Elrond, or a spot on the wall behind him.

“Troublesome?” he echoed, his sweet voice unusually hoarse.

“Only that, ah, I know you have…had rather a difficult time of things lately, and while I should hope this is less the case now, I know very well that some wounds take a great deal of time to heal, and never would I wish to add to your burdens for my own peace of mind.” Elrond was shuffling his hands amidst his sleeves, a gesture that would go unnoticed by most, but which betrayed anxiety to the observant.

“I…” Once upon a time, it had been rare indeed for Thingol’s minstrel to be at a loss for words. That was no longer the case, but such total shock was still unusual. “I shall award myself considerable credit for deception,” Daeron said, fingering the strings of the instrument. “If you could believe I would find any…attention of yours burdensome. Or indeed that…” He hesitated, then slowly his eyes rose to once more meet Elrond’s. “That I…have not longed for some time to hear this from you.”

“Oh,” said Elrond.

“Shall I play it for you?” Daeron blurted out, holding the mishappen mandolin closer. Elrond laughed.

“Perhaps we will set that one aside, and you may use something more suitable,” he suggested. When Daeron looked relieved, Elrond only smiled.

#this is a concept from a more extended AU where Daeron shelters in Rivendell sometime mid-Second or early-Third Age #daeron #elrond #daeron x elrond #daeron of doriath #the silmarillion #rocky writes #tolkien tag #I wasn't going to post this but today I stumbled on another homophobic tolkien fan so #enjoy elrond and daeron being gay for each other

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herrgoth-art · 7 months

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#art #silmarillion #inktober #daeron of doriath #fantasy #tolkien #fanart

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solmarillion · 1 year

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ill-advised love

“You shouldn't love me, Findekáno.” “Discard that thought, Russo. Whatever awaits us, we will face it together.”

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“You shouldn't love me, Beleg.” “No curse, no warning, no threat of doom will ever stop me from loving you, Túrin.”

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“You shouldn't love me, Celebrimbor.” “But I do, Annatar. I shall never regret loving you. And I will do whatever it takes… so that you may love yourself, too.” “…”

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“You shouldn't love me, Daeron.” “You're right, Maglor. In fact, that was probably the wisest remark you’ve made today.” “Oh, thank you.” “… I didn't mean it as a compliment, kinslayer.”

#russingon #turleg #silvergifting #daemags #silmarillion headcanon #fingon #maedhros #turin turambar #beleg cuthalion #beleg #turin #celebrimbor #tyelpe #annatar #mairon #maglor #daeron #daeron of doriath #just some ship parallels

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