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finweanladiesweek · 2 years
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submission from @jhelenivarsimae for FLW 2022, Day 6!
Lírëanna Kanafinwiel was the only daughter of Maglor Kanafinwë and his beloved wife, Linherí Songweaver. She was raised in Mastomahtano by her grandmother, Nerdanel, and her great-grandfather, Mahtan. Lintarwë, heart-brother to Linherí and Kanafinwë, brought her up as his own child, and Lírëanna believed for many years that Lintarwë was her true father. However, Lintarwë would eventually recount to her the tragic tale of her parents, and why she had neither mother nor father on the day she was born. Lírëanna learned that her mother was close to the day of her labour when the Kinslaying at Alqualondë occured. With full belief in the rightousness of her and her husband's decision to follow her father-in-law across the sea, her mother took part in the battle that was fought at the harbour. But before Linherí and Kanafinwë could board a ship, an arrow found her heart, and she collapsed into the crimson sand.
Lintarwë could not recall what happened to Kanafinwë, or what he did when he saw that his wife had fallen. All he knew was that when he found her, she was inches away from Mandos, and seconds later, she died. However, Lintarwë knew that her child yet lived, for he could feel the child's fea clinging to life. Thus, he did what he needed to do. Lintarwë took Lírëanna from her mother's womb and nursed her from his own breast as he wrapped her in her mother's torn skirts.
Naturally, Lírëanna found it difficult to accept and felt abandoned by her father for sailing across the sea in the name of revenge, and her mother who chose to accompany Miriel in Vairë's service, rather than to return to life and live with her own daughter.
Years passed and Lírëanna soon joined her foster father to live in Taniquetil after Lintarwë made amends with his paramour, Ingwë. There she lived in the royal palace, surrounded by grandeur and quickly won both the affection and disdain of the courtiers. Though she was likable, and her musical talent brought back the light of Linherí Songweaver into the gilded halls where she too once sang and performed, Lírëanna was a mischievous and cunning elf who took pleasure in pranks and mischief. She bowed to no one's reprimand, except for Lintarwë's or Ingwë's, and she made few friends amongst her Vanyarin cousins who disliked her on account of her wild and precocious personality, and her seeming lack of piety towards the Valar whom they revered.
Eventually, Lírëanna would grow into gracefulness and her mischief became tempered with her wit. She developed a sharp tongue, apparently inheriting her father's eloquence. She became friends with Ingwion, and she took great delight in Lintarwë's young daughter, who she loved like a little sister. She also visited her grandmother in Mastomahtano where she learned Nerdanel's craft, and Tirion where she stupefied Arafinwë's courtiers with songs and music so eeriely reminiscent of her mother and father's own performances.
She later joined the Host of the Valar with her foster father, Lintarwë, and sailed to Beleriand with the intention of seeking out her father. She did not find him, however, and instead met Elros and Elrond, the peredhel twins her father and uncle raised. Lírëanna found it difficult to get along with the twins at first, but eventually she was able to move past the bitterness in her heart that she kept for her father, and Lírëanna embraced them as her own younger brothers.
It was through Elros that she met Urwë of Gondolin, foster son of Lord Duilin Tuilindo. He was also Lintarwë's estranged son, who had followed his uncles across the ice as a young boy, determined to flee from his fathers and the gilded court of Ingwë where he found himself caged like a pretty bird in a garden. Though he was distant and aloof to her first attempts at friendship, Urwë eventually softened to her bright and sunny nature and grew to love her as his friend. And later on he loved her as his paramour, the first he took since the fall of his city. When asked why Lírëanna chose to pursue Erenion's aloof protector, Lírëanna reasoned that she had never seen such clever eyes like his, and never had she seen a face so filled with sorrow and beauty.
Of course, Lintarwë had the simpler explanation. Urwë was her muse, and how could an artist part with inspiration? Lírëanna had fallen for Urwë's handsome looks, and was determined to befriend him if only to continue gazing upon the face that led her to compose her most beautiful of songs.
The two of them were wed in the years following the War of Wrath and the end of the First Age and though she never returned to Valinor, she and her husband enjoyed a comfortable place in the court of Lindon before they dwelled in Numenor with her brother, Elros, who wished to have her closer to him so that she may advice him on all matters.
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fistfuloflightning · 6 months
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sesamenom · 6 months
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Ringlord High King of Everything Elrond, inspired here
(@the-writing-goblin)
I imagine in this situation elrond would have been partially tempted by boromir's declaration, but instead of trying to fight sauron with it (because even in the weirdest crack au i can think of elrond is still too genre-aware to try that) he tried to use it to supercharge his use of vilya and protect everyone.
basically Ringlord!Elrond turned the entirety of Eriador into a mega-gondolin situation: massive walls (courtesy of numenorean/eregion tech) around the regions bordering the north or Mordor, fortresses along the mountain range and several layers of gates along every road in or out. Everybody goes in; nobody goes out; everyone is safe.
and he ended up claiming the kingship to give him more authority in the process - he's High King of the Noldor and Sindar and King of the Edain (given that there are like three half-vanyar in middle-earth, he's more or less king of all children of iluvatar) and so he can have command over the entirety of the West.
and with the help of the Ring, this actually works! but the corruption starts to show eventually
he uses his kinship to Gondor to forcefully drag them into his neo-gondolin-empire-creation so he can ensure none of his great-nephews will ever have to face sauron. he extends the walls to encompass Mirkwood, because he's the high king of the sindar and has a duty to protect thranduil's realm, and unleashes the full might of his melian-lite powers to purge Sauron's Shadow and the spawn of Ungoliant from the now-Greenwood.
Galadriel and Glorfindel very much see where this is going and are very very worried. galadriel won't let him build walls around lothlorien (because she lives next door to a balrog and knows exactly what happened to gondolin) but celeborn thinks it's a good idea, since after all Doriath wouldn't have fallen if Melian's girdle had still been up. glorfindel tries to talk him out of it but the ring has taken hold
the Ring's power also enhances all his natural weirdness and powers - he has his wings and maia markings permanently activated now, with or without finwean anger. he can fully shapeshift, and he goes from raising waves in the bruinen to raising tsunamis in the great sea.
except the finwean anger seems to be permanently activated now, too, and anyone who harms someone he's deemed under his protection finds themselves the target of a rather ironic vengeance quest. the shapeshifting is looking weird now - his teeth are always sharp now, and his eyes have gone fully inhuman. sometimes he has claws and his wings look more like bats than eagles. and his water powers are more like osse's- he can't calm the waters now (goldberry is the first to notice something's up) and can only stir them into massive ship-sinking storms and tsunamis.
this progresses until he's basically Evil Luthien ruling over a continent-wide Mega-Gondolin, slaughtering orc-hordes before they even reach the white walls and sinking any naval fleet Sauron tries to send around the coast. Everybody is brought in; nobody leaves; everyone is safe...?
he figures out that the dwarven legend of "Durin's Bane" has to be one of the few first age balrogs thats still unaccounted for. and well, it's living right on his border, and he can't risk another fall of gondolin, right? so he leads a small force in there to clear moria, and they shove the balrog off the edge, but it takes one of his captains (except glorfindel) with it (maybe erestor?) and he uses the ring and saves erestor, (and maybe floods the balrog for good measure), and glorfindel is sure he saw elrond's eyes go yellow for a moment.
and even fully corrupted, he knows he can't take the ring directly into mordor. but he can wipe out sauron's armies outside the walls, to protect his kingdom - because turgon's mistake was thinking he was safe even when there were balrogs and dragons and orcs outside, right?
somewhere along the way, arwen realizes what's happening and goes to live with galadriel. one of the twins goes with her; the other stays out of loyalty but eventually follows.
elrond's kingdom has become a cross between doriath and gondolin now, with all the surrounding lands warped by ring-magic to hide it, and layers of stone walls and iron gates preventing anyone from leaving. because everyone is here; nobody leaves; everyone is... safe?
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superloves4 · 2 months
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Something that compels me so much about Maglor/Luthien is that if you change Beren with Maglor, the quest for the silmaril becomes so much more juicy
Because, yeah, on one hand it's still a suicide quest designated to either make Maglor give up Luthien or die in the process of the quest, thus freeing Luthien.
But on the other hand, this is Maglor's family treasure he is asking as bride price (which also makes it an actually accurate as a bride price is supposed to be something the groom's family already has yk), Thingol is asking Maglor to give him the whole reason the Feanorians even left Aman in the first place, the thing Feanor died trying to re-take, the reason he has been fighting for years.
Not to mention that depending on how you decide to read the oath, Thingol is asking him to not only curse himself but his entire family for Luthien, asking him if a life with Luthien is worth eternal damnation.
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ladyofthestarlight · 2 months
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Maedhros, Maglor and Valaros daughter of feanor OC
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Trying to transliterate Leara's name into Quenya, and it somehow becomes, uh,
Lëarra
Which basically means "You Sealion!"
And I'm just, "Oh yes, this is That Sealion Woman, and she can breathe fire, as all sealions do."
If Leara, for any reason at all, needed an actual Quenya or Sindarin name for any fun Elvish shenanigans, we'll just use Calairie/Calearil, which is "Light of the Sea" in Quenya and Sindarin, and what Leara actually means.
#I mean yes she uses vilya as her spy name but that's elrond's ring (ps elrond is my favorite i wanted you to know)#and elanor is her middle name and what she used in the blades but that's just a flower which yeah leara is big on roses#BUT ELANOR IS ALSO SAM'S DAUGHTER I CAN'T DO THAT#how did lin manuel miranda get on my likes playlist wth oh it's moana cool cool#anyway#coining a name like artanis felagund for a character has made me so twitchy that i have to do languages right now or not at all#ever look at aldmeris/altmeris and quenya and sindarin side by side and go 'huh there are a lot of crossover words what's up with that?'#BUT YOU KNOW IT'S BECAUSE TOLKIEN IS THE FATHER OF ELVISH AND ANY OTHER ELF LANGUAGE IS GOING TO BORROW#it's like uh oh he'd hate this comparison but it's like tolkien elvish is latin/greek and TES elvish is english#but yeah i brought maglor's name over into aldmeris so leara needed to be taken into quenya and sindarin#it's totally not because i'm still thinking of that hypothetical Skyrim/lotr leara/glorfindel fic#okay i am but it's even more pipedreamy than leara/astarion#keeping count is going to be 50+ chapters I am a COLLEGE STUDENT i am so tired please help me#I'm going to go make cookies in the air fryer now like an unhinged feral fey faerie child#which is what i am in case you were wondering which i note you WEREN'T#ahem#oc: leara roseblade#languages#mod post#BUT NO HOLD ON i don't know ANY D&D ELVISH WHATSOEVER but they told me astarion means little star and it's his childhood name#and i am like obviously because 'ion' means 'son of' in Sindarin and can easily become a diminutive suffix#i am dangerous around languages i can tell you where any cow is from just on the name alone its madness (is it? is it madness?)#okay now i'm done
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lamemaster · 10 months
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Nerdanel's Favorite Daughter-in-Law
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Pairing: Nerdanel and Maglor's Wife
Genre: Fluff
AN: Really wanted to write this because I feel soft.
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If someone asked Nerdanel about her favorite daughter-in-law, the redhead elleth would deny the possibility of having one or would vehemently insist on loving all her daughters-in-law equally.
But. There exists a But. There is one for whom Nerdanel feels greater. The most unexpected of the bunch. Makalaure's wife.
Your arrival had been, to state it lightly wildy unexpected. And maybe Nerdanel would have hated you for binding her son to a mortal but she could not.
You had come to Valinor bearing last fragment of Makalaure's soul. A part of her son that lived in your belly as your child. Nerdanel could have despised you for owning a part of her son but she could not.
Not when her son's presence has been a gift from you. How could she when you are a mortal who dared to give up the gift of Illuvatar for her son's sake.
Maybe that is why you were allowed to step on the soil that even the king of Nuemenor was forbidden.
So, Nerdanel finds herself endeared to you. Even when her eldest, Nelyafinwe, can not even bear to look your way. You are an Easterling from the lands and of the people that once betrayed Maitimo. The wounds of the past run deep and heal slow.
Yet, Nerdanel has found herself unable to hate you. Instead, she can't help but notice how you make the most convincing excuses to not attend a feast that seems to host most of Maitimo’s friends. A sacrifice made out of your will. Not even Makalaure notices it but Nerdanel does.
"Is y/n not coming?" Nerdanel asks Kano, who seems to have arrived dressed immaculately as always. His robes ironed and cuffs straightened. "No she sprained her foot the last minute, so I let her rest for today," Nerdanel knows well about these last-minute sprains that just seem to be a mortal thing. Right at the clap of the moment, Maitimo walks out dressed. "Let's go I'm ready," the one who had no plans on attending the feast seems to have dressed up as soon as the news of you not attending arrives. Maybe the rest did not notice but Nerdanel did. These intricacies of your behavior do not go unnoticed by her.
Nerdanel feels seething rage fill her when her son's words leave your eyes dull and your smiles forced. She knows well enough of lover's quarrel and arguments beyond that but she cannot bear seeing the lines of sadness etched on your face.
The unfairness of your despair tugs at Nerdanel's heart. "Can you not be a brute as such your father?" Nerdanel feels a headache build the more she talks to Makalaure. "But she-," "Makalaure she is alone here in a land foreign to her. Can you least be civil to the one who carries your child?" The carving tool in her hand feels dangerous for a lingering moment.
On nights when her own son's unfairness tugs her heart, Nerdanel seeks you. It isn't hard to find a mortal in Valinor. A mortal who stands out in a world full of immortals. Nerdanel seeks you.
You can't go far. So it isn't a surprise when she finds you in her own backyard. Perched next to blooming roses, Nerdanel can sense your heartbreak. Longing for a time and people long gone lines your eyes. It isn't an easy bargain, the one that you have made at your own cost. You stay here for her son, becoming his anchor you have submerged yourself into the seas of the unknown.
Now Nerdanel has never been much of a cook but today she sticks to her courage with the rounded bowl in her hands. Depositing herself next to you, Nerndal wonders if you can see her the way she can. She does not know the limits of mortal sight. "I hope you like this," gathering a morsel in her hand Nerndanel feeds you. And she feels the wetness of tears on her hands.
"Bibi," Nerdanel feels her heart stop at your words as you hug her. Bibi, the word for mother in your tongue. And Nerdanel hugs her daughter-in-law back. The only one who hugs her.
"My bibi used to make me choori, hot wheat bread mixed with jaggery and ghee. She used to feed me more than any of my brothers," your words from the past ring in her ears.
You have become more than a daughter-in-law, you have become a daughter.
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melestasflight · 9 months
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Fëanor was renowned as the father of seven sons, and the histories record none that surpassed him.
Fëanor kept trying for a daughter, none can convince me otherwise.
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Oropher: Where the hell did we find this fuckin' kid, man?
Elrond: My mom threw herself off a cliff because she thought that my 'adoptive' fathers were after the rock she loved more than us and then you kinda just picked me up
Elrond: I remember that very vividly.
Gil-Galad: *Mildly horrified laughter*
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hollowwhisperings · 7 months
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Justice For Celebrian!
Celebrian is a Character of Absence in Tolkien's Legendarium: we never truly meet her and yet her absence lingers throughout the text, affecting most every major actor of the Third Age (the eldar most of all).
How-so it this? Through this: the devastating grief, unspoken yet doubtless, of those who knew & loved her.
For Celebrian was this: to Celeborn & Galadriel, their daughter and only child; to Elrond, the Great Love of his life; to Elladan & Elrohir, a mother whom they failed to quickly rescue; to Arwen Undomiel, the mother whom she was never to meet again for choosing the Path of Man.
Celebrian was the Lady of Imladris, the princess in all but name to Lothlorien. She was kin to two Ringbearers and yet neither Ring could save her. We know only that she was gentle and beloved, by some of the most crucial players in the events of the Second & Third Ages of Middle-Earth.
Why Celebrian is Absent
Celebrian's status as one "beloved" by the eldar creates a formidable motive in their hatred of The Shadow. For the means by which Celebrian was "absented" from Middle-Earth was entirely of Its Reckoning: in the 2509th Year of the Third Age, Celebrian was "waylaid by orcs". She was "captured and tormented" until she was, at last, found and rescued by her twin sons.
This Fate is one of Horrific Implication, one that Tolkien's Appendix B avoids elaborating upon (beyond her "receiving a poisoned wound").
Fans have Imagination Enough to consider what Hurts could be beyond even Lord Elrond's means to Heal, beyond any of Galadriel's many powers, beyond the careful comforts found in Imladris & Lothlorien. Whatever befell Celebrian by the creations of Sauron, it left her so wounded that Sailing West (& thus Away from most everyone she had ever known) was her only Hope for recovery.
"Justice" within the Legendarium
The Fate of Celebrian was yet one blow more in a long list of Personal Grievances borne by her Kin against Sauron. The vigilance and ample assistance of Celebrian's Kin during the War of The Ring was undoubtedly inspired, in no small part by her Fate & subsequent Departure.
While Elrond & Galadriel would doubtlessly have aided The Fellowship without this most recent grievance to drive them, the otherwise reclusive eldar of Imladris & Lothlorien would certainly have found Celebrian's Fate "inspiring" enough to take arms once more, "postponing" (or hastening) their Leave of Middle-Earth to seek Justice for their Lost Lady.
"Injustices" in Adapted Works
The Injustices that adapted Tolkien works have done unto Celebrian are many: they have erased her very existence (TROP); they have denied her her Epic & Untold Love Story with her Husband (TROP, again); they have Lessened the person she chose to love by making him a Minor Antagonist (both of PJ's film trilogies); they have stolen the kinship between other characters that they share for her existence (PJ's trilogies imply her existence but fail to utilize its possibilities, many of them comical: Elrond is Galadriel's Son-in-Law; Gimli's Championship of "Grandma Galadriel"; Arwen's Looks being inherited not from Celebrian but from Elrond; etc).
The effects the Live-Action Adaptions have had on the Modern Tolkien Fandom are also Significant: Hugo Weaving's portrayal of Elrond is the most commonly known, despite its OOC-ness; the relationships between Celebrian's Family are unrealised or dismissed; the "Last Homely House", a title probably earned by Elrond & Celebrian both, is considered falsely named; the Many Incentives for Galadriel to Hate Sauron & to have ALWAYS Hated Sauron are... forgotten to enable a "will-they won't-they" romance(???).
To erase Celebrian is to remove from the Second Age one of its silliest love stories: she & Elrond were silently pining for each other for almost 2000 years! This surely amused her mother, who had become afflicted with Sea-Longing some few years prior, & caused Conflict at the Court of King Gil-Galad (for, by wedding Celebrian, Elrond's Claims for High Kingship of the Eldar would become even stronger). The politics are, perhaps, the primary purpose of the would-be couple's long silence: audiences do not know as the potential of their love story has had little attention dedicated to it.
Injustice to Celebrian exists also in the mischaracterization of Elrond: what impression must an audience have, afterall, of the one to love & be beloved by someone so antagonistic to those most in need of "The Last Homely House"? The hostility, the begrudging "hospitality" exhibited by the Elrond of PJ's film trilogies tarnishes not only Elrond but the Legacy of Celebrian as that House's Lost Lady.
(It also creates some varyingly minor/major Plot Holes, such as Elrond's ability to host a Council of the "Free Peoples" in the first place. If his hospitality is so poorly to non-elves, why on Arda would he so frequently be sought for counsel? Furthermore, the Elrond of the Third Age has made himself a Healer: how many elves of this Age would ever need his skill?)
More, varyingly serious charges of "injustice" to Celebrian are sure to follow: my discontent began in the rendering of her husband into a petty antagonist; it has been reignited upon my learning of Amazon's choices in its adapting of the Second Age. Mostly, however, my rallying cry is made in jest: "failures" of adaptions to make Elrond sufficiently pretty for his wife; the lack of "Celebrian/Elrond" content in tumblr feeds; melodrama over how many elven names start with "Celeb".
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My original characters, Maglor's daughters: Iþilmë (in pink), Alkarmë (in blue), and Armarë (in green), ca. YT 1495.
They are featured in this fic if you like them 💕
Notes under the cut (spoilers for the aforementioned fic :D)
In my version of things~ Maglor has four children, three daughters born in Valinor and one son born in Beleriand. Their mother is Ilmë Airëlírë, a grandchild of Olwë, and as such, they are princesses of both the Noldor and the Falmari. Here, they are wearing chitons, since I like to depict my Falmari as (ancient) Greek inspired in many ways, and the silver and pearls that we know the Falmari like, but at least the younger ones are also wearing Noldorin gold jewellery.
After the kinslaying of Alqualondë, they have no interest in seeing their father again at first, like their mother, but when Ilmë decides to cross the Helkaraxë with her cousins, the children of Finarfin, they follow her and, with her mother, dwell in the household of Finrod at first. After decades, they begin to reconcile with their father and subsequently alternate between living in Nargothrond and the Gap, especially after their little brother is born. When Maglor begins to foresee the end of the Long Peace, he sends his family away to the Falas, but his daughters decide to ride to Nargothrond instead; Alkarmë and Iþilmë are killed during its fall and Armarë travels to the Falas alone.
(Also, Celegorm is all of their favourite uncle for different reasons.)
Alkarmë, the eldest, is a few years younger than Tyelpë and inherited her grandfather's talent and enthusiasm for smithcraft (which definitely skipped a generation through Maglor). She is inventive and creative and also loves to mix scents and perfumes. In Beleriand, she develops outstanding military talent and is always righteous and splendid (as her mother foresaw when she named her) and also develops a deep connection with her father's horses. When Nargothrond falls, she escapes at first with Armarë, but goes back for Iþilmë and never makes it back out. She is re-embodied shortly after the Doom is lifted, later marries the Maia Vëar.
Armarë, the elder one of the twins, is a little ray of sunlight (hence her name); she bursts with energy, loves the outdoors and is a gifted musician like her father; they bond over music a lot. Losing both sisters, however, takes that light and warmth out of her. She returns to her mother and brother alone and bitter. Her mother teaches her songs of healing, which help a little, but she eventually decides to return to her father and uncles with some Fëanorian supporters of their household and stays with them until she is eventually captured by orcs on a patrol long after Sirion, making her the only one of Maglor’s children to become a kinslayer (but also the only one to help raise Elrond and Elros). Lucky for her, the orcs do not recognise her, but because she tried to use her voice to heal her dying companions, they damage her throat; it heals eventually, very slowly, but her voice sounds rough and she will never really regain her ability to sing. In Angband, she meets the blandest most boring wood elf ever and decides to take him with her when she escapes; they get married and live in what will later be Greenwood for a while until she can no longer bear the sea-longing and sails, but he stays behind because he cannot bear leaving his home. (He does promise, though, that if there is ever a last ship to Valinor, he will be on it, and he is not one to break a promise.)
Iþilmë is usually more mellow than her siblings, kind and forgiving, but is also the most stubborn, can even sometimes throw Fëanor-like temper tantrums. She looks almost exactly like Míriel (and gets her albinism from her), which complicates her otherwise very close relationship with Fëanor a little. She is very connected to plants, likes to carve wood, to ride out into the woods with her mother, and to tend to the gardens of Nargothrond and of Maglor’s stronghold. In Nargothrond, she falls in love with a Sindarin girl, the cause of her and her sisters’ fateful return. When Nargothrond falls, the two end up trapped; Alkarmë finds them and since it is their deepest wish to have their wedding blessed before they are separated by the Doom, Alkarmë does so instead of trying to rescue them, and there they remain, all three cuddled together, until they run out of air to breathe. Of course, when the Doom is lifted, they are re-embodied together and live happily ever after. :)
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My female Maglor headcanons
She’s an absolute drama queen. She insists that flowing dresses with several metres of a train are entirely necessary for her artistic creativity. She spends a lot of her time in Valinor splayed on various surfaces with a harp in the most impractical and dramatic dresses she could get someone (usually Caranthir) to make.
She does pick up swordsmanship and is quite skilled at it but has more interested in honing her musical skills. She keeps her chestnut hair loose most of the time but enjoys finding creative ways to braid it with jewellery for events. She’s curvier than the others which is accentuated by the fact she was responsible for most of the times low cut dresses went into fashion. She absolutely adores the attention at banquets especially when she’s given the opportunity to play for other people. Most people in Valinor like her a lot because she’s more approachable than most of her siblings and knows how to have fun. She enjoys flirting and has had more relationships than most of her sisters put together. She took it on herself to fill the role of annoying older sister because Maedhros was too busy being the responsible one. She perpetually annoys her sisters with her dramatics and constant teasing and is always the first to bring up their potential suitors at dinner to get a reaction. She always knows what to do to put people at ease and everyone feels like they can come to her with their problems. She’s more open with her emotions than her sisters and never understood why they felt the need to repress everything or express it with anger. She’s gentle and free with her affection while the rest of her family saves it only for moments between themselves.
She was always particularly over the top about her period and the whole household would know about it. She would always spend most of the day in bed and eating baked goods. Her sisters always rolled their eyes at her dramatics, particularly Maedhros as hers was much worse and you didn’t see her complaining. Most of them assumed this stopped after Alqualonde out of the seriousness of the situation but only Maedhros knew the full truth. She’d been hit by a spear in the abdomen during the panic and she’d told Maedhros after she missed the fourth cycle . Her sister never brings it up again. She knows Kano had always wanted to be a mother. If she notices that Maglor’s behaviour with Elrond and Elros seems a little too maternal she doesn’t bring it up then either.
She was always particularly effected by all the conflict and unpleasantness in the family and even by the second kinslaying still hates to hear her sisters arguing with each other and will always try to avert inner conflict. The hardest thing she ever did was rule in Maedhros’ absence because she wanted her back more than anything but also now needed to be fully responsible for her other siblings for the first time. She’s already lost so much family and is clinging onto what she has left. She doesn’t smile much after that. She’s figured out by the third kinslaying that there’s nothing she won’t do for her family no matter how much she might cry about it afterwards
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cosmic-walkers · 1 year
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It was probably Maglor who crowned Maedhros as king, come to think of it. In his lifetime, he has crowned three kings, and being king maker has not always been a happy time for him.
The first time he crowned a king, it was Maedhros and both were broken. There were tears in Maglor's eyes, regret in his heart. All seven of them had left the only home they'd known, had been abandoned and turned away from the Valar. Maglor did not know what it meant to be king, he also knew Maedhros did not know either. Perhaps Maedhros in that moment did not want the crown, he wanted his father, he wanted his mother, but he did not shed a tear, not like Maglor did. Because the second the crown touched Maedhros's red hair, he was no longer a boy, but a king. Still, Maglor was not happy.
Yet, when Maglor crowns his second king and is one again a king maker, he is filled with joy. There are celebrations, swans flying in the skies, roses at his feet. This is because the gold crown now sits upon the head of Elros. It was obvious that after all Maglor had done, including attempting to re-steal his Silmaril after the war of warth, he was no longer accepted by the elves (well there was elrond).
He would have faded away to the sea, but Elros, before he and his followers venture to Numenor, seeks Maglor out. Maglor follows Earendil's star with Elros, and they both come upon Numenor together. When Maglor settles in Numenor, he helps Elros the same way he helped Maedhros. He encourages him, teaches him, etc. but by this time, Elros is already seasoned; he's learned from Maedhros, Gil Galad, Eonwe, Earendil (even Finarfinn) he does not need Maglor's guidance. But when it comes time for his coronation, it is Maglor whom Elros wants to crown him. He wants Maglor to make him a king. It is the only way it feels real to him. It is the happiest Maglor has been, when he places the crown upon Elros's golden, Vanyar like curls.
Yet, five hundred years pass, and Maglor holds the crown again, tears in his eyes.
And he gazes into the tired, sad eyes of another. This is, the king of Nuemnor, the new king, the son of Elros. He is not ready to be king, similar to how Maedhros was all those years ago, he does not want it. Of course, he has been regent as his father grew ill years ago, but it does not make it easier now that he is dead. And Maglor holds the crown, after just have removing it from Elros's corpse, and there are tears in his eyes as he walks down the coornation hall to the throne. Even when he bows, he can hardly stand. And there the new king stands, his eyes wet, just as Maglor's, and with sadness in Maglor's heart, he crowns another king. But it reminds him so much of crowning Maedhros.
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🥀~LADIES OF THE HOUSE OF FEANOR~🥀
👑Lainfae Hriviel
Lady of Himring
“Slave of Thauron”
Wife to Maedhros the Tall
Mother of Aracarno and Tinestelodh
🐉Nindelire Sildarien
Lady of The Gap of Maglor
Daughter of Almawe
“Dragon Slayer”
Wife to Maglor Kanafinwe the Ministrel
🦜Uraewen Filidenthithiriel
Born in Doriath
Daughter of Mablung
“The Traitor”
Lover of Celegorm Turkafinwe the Fair
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Lady of Bethril
Daughter of Hardang of the House of Haleth
“Haleth Reborn”
Wife to Caranthir Morifinwe the Dark
Mother of Haliel Meldael
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Lady of Himlad
Daughter of Nolorad of the House of Rumil
“The Wise”
Wife to Curufin Atarnike the Crafty
Mother of Celebrimbor Tyelperinquar
❄️Ninquelosse Gaerwen
Princess of Doriath
Daughter of Galadhon
“The Exile”
Lover of Amrod Telufinwe the Wraith
🐍Istalind Aedhriel
Princess of the Vanyar
Lady of Amon Ereb
Daughter of Findis of the House of Finwe
“The Snake”
Wife to Amras Pityafinwe the Wicked
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Princess of the Noldor
Lady of Ossiriand and the Forsaken Lands
Daughter of Feanor Curufinwe
“The Dark Lady of the Noldor”
Every man’s wife and every woman’s husband
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I feel like this conversation only gets worse for everyone else involved in to too, like they start with 20+ bridenappings and then Anordil just keeps digging herself in deeper like (note: not saying this exact thing happened, but she DID wander the wilderness alone a LOT, and I am suddenly recalling SO many cases of people just vanishing in this world);
Anordil: pffft, those were nothing, i once got stuck in a sheer sided box canyon in the Eastern Desert for like, a 10 years before I managed to gather enough trace iron to make strong enough spikes to climb my way out! You have NO idea how glad i was Ada made me learn my way around a forge just like he had to. I TOTALLY thought I was gonna starve to death! I had to be SO careful not to over hunt or harvest, and I absolutely would have died if there hadn't been this little cave with a seep spring in it! :) (innocently proud of her hard won survival skills)
*dismayed looks from everyone*
Anordil: *looks from person to person* what? *absolutely ignorant of how overprotective everyone she knows are about to become*
Erestor: (ಥ_ಥ)
Glorfindel: (;﹏;)
(They're not freaking out at how close they came to never meeting her. At how close they came to having a huge Anordil shaped hole in their lives and never even knowing what was missing. NOT AT ALL. I bet they start slipping food onto her plate after this.)
(Elrond does NOT fall asleep later that night thinking of what might have happened to his wife if his sister had not bullied her way into joining her on each and every Lothlorien trip. Nope, not at all.)
Elrond: so we know why we’re here
Erestor, Glorfindel, Celebrian, Lindir and various other bards that Like Anordil: *nods*
Elrond: alright so our mission is to make sure Anordil doesn’t do anything too reckless-
Galadriel: *looking very put out as she walks in* what did my cousin do this time?
Elrond: …not that it isn’t a pleasure to see you but how did you get here? Why are you here?
Galadriel: Well it seems my cousin has done some incredibly stupid things and so I must see to it that she is well taken care of.
Celebrian: *grinning* you likeeee her!
Galadriel: …..that’s a moot point. Now tell me what she did and why we’re all here.
Celebrian: *still grinning*
*meanwhile*
Anordil: *sneezes*
The Twins Elladan and Elrohir who know what their parents are up to: *concerned glance* are you alright?
Anordil: I’m fine? But I think someone is talking about me
The twins: *who have been told not to tell Anordil about the first meeting of the ‘Protect Anordil Club’* hahaha surely it’s just one of your admirers!
Anordil: sounds fake but ok
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