#Maedhros has a lot of parent energy

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Turgon: Hey Maedhros, did you get my report?

Maedhros: Yeah, I looked it over. Nice work. 

Turgon: Good. Thanks, dad. 

Maedhros: ...

Fingon: ...

Celegorm: ...

Aeredhel: ...

Turgon: Why is everyone staring at me?

Fingon: You just called Maedhros ‘Dad’. You said, ‘Thanks, dad.’

Turgon: What? No, I didn’t. I said, ‘Thanks, man.’

Maedhros: Do you see me as a father figure?

Turgon: No. If anything, I see you as a bother figure ‘cause you’re always bothering me. 

Aredhel: Hey! Show your father some respect.

Turgon: I didn’t call him dad!

Maedhros: No, no-no-no. I take it as a compliment. 

Finrod: It’s not a big deal. I called my ex ‘mom’ once.  

Turgon: Guys, jump on that. Finrod has psycho-sexual issues. 

Aredhel: Old news. But you calling Maedhros ‘daddy’-

Turgon: Hey, ‘daddy’ is not on the table here. 

Celegorm : But you did call him ‘dad’, dude.

Turgon: You shut up, you’ve done nothing but lie since you got here. 

Celegorm: Alright, alright, I was lying about the hold-up, but that thing... that happened. 

Turgon: Aha! He admitted that his alibi was a lie. It was a trap. All part of my crazy, devious plan.

Maedhros: I believe you.

Turgon: Thank you.

Maedhros : ...kid

Turgon: ...

Maedhros: You wanna talk about it later, over a... game of catch?

Turgon ...I’d like that... 

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Ok a lil hc for why Curufin is so close to Fëanor and why the twins went to Beleriand.

So idk how many of you have seen twin pregnancies, and no doubt many of you will know more than me. But the ones I have seen were *exhausting* for the mother. Constantly tired, unable to do a whole lot, usually in some kind of pain be it back, ribs from the kicking babies, legs, hips, you name it. Not to mention the nausea. Nerdanel would have been absolutely shattered for most of her pregnancy, but by this point Fëanor is confident enough (has been reassured by Nerdanel over the last five pregnancies) that he’s ok leaving her to her own devices.

What this means though is Nerdanel doesn’t have a lot of energy to spare looking after her other children. Caranthir is old enough to happily stick with his brothers or sit with his embroidery, but little Curvo is around 5/6 equivalent and is very attached to his parents. Nerdanel suddenly not being able to do much creates a distance, neither of their faults, in which Fëanor steps in. This time spent with his father shapes Curufin’s interests and personality to make him embody his mother name. Atarinkë indeed, in more than just looks.

Now this temporary distance that should’ve started to close by the time Ambarussa were two or three is furthered because now is when Fëanor and Nerdanel start getting into arguments. At this point they’re small spats at most, nothing too serious, but Curufin who’s very attached to his now primary caregiver and distanced from the other, immediately takes Fëanor’s side. Again at this point both parents are still trying to get him close to his mother again, but it’s not going well and with how heated both parents get, it’s difficult to keep disagreements behind closed doors.

Then Curvo becomes a teen and it’s his father above all else. The time for change is passing, Fëanor and Nerdanel have started to spend days apart, days in which Maedhros and Maglor often take care of the twins so their mother can have a break, and Curufin sees this as another sign his mother isn’t worthy of their family. By the time we get to the banishment to Formenos, Curvo refuses to speak to Nerdanel, and whilst his brothers still send letters and occasionally go out to meet her, he burns the letters as soon as they come.

On a side note, the twins end up very very close to their oldest brothers because of this. It’s why they decide to go to Beleriand: their brothers, their primary caregivers, are all going. So they are too. They don’t know their mother well enough to stay.

Disclaimer: I adore Nerdanel and think she’s absolutely brilliant. You have to have some guts to not only marry Fëanaro Curufinwë, but then stick to your guns and refuse to follow him. And successfully wrangle seven very skilled, very opinionated sons. She’s the best and was no doubt an amazing mother, but the way things turned out just didn’t work in anyone’s favour.

Also to still be known as ‘the wise’ after marrying Fëanor and everything he did? Insane.

Fëanor was also a great father ok. At least until Morgoth really got in his head towards the end of their time in Aman. There’s a reason all his kids followed him to Beleriand.

[erendur]

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2. Daeron and Any Fëanorian but Maglor

This one is just because I would like to add even more awkwardness/drama to their family dynamics. We are told that Maglor is considered the best singer, “second only to Daeron”, so I would like to put them in the same room/family on a regular basis. I think they would behave like hostile cats. The Fëanorians would be torn between family solidarity (Maglor, our brother,  is the best !)and the fact that they have ears (they can tell that Daeron is objectively better). 

I think Daeron/Caranthir could be interesting. I think Caranthir is very depressed that his wife left him, and he’s a loner, so is being pretty miserable all alone in his castle with his snooty servants, and I want him to be happy. I think he is a bit overlooked among the Fëanorians, because he’s not tall and well-formed like Maedhros, he’s not a genius singer like Maglor, he’s not handsome like Celegorm, and he’s not like his father like Curufin. So I think he would like someone to hang out with him, be nice to him, and he would love a trophy husband. Daeron would sing to him and tell him he’s great. Daeron is the greatest singer, so Caranthir would finally have something to be super proud of. The other Fëanorians (minus Maglor) would also be super proud of the new genius family member (they like collecting geniuses, it’s a family thing), they would boast about him when Maglor is not around (and look super awkward when Maglor is around).

Daeron is in love with Lúthien, but it’s hopeless. He’s too Elvish and too clean for her tastes. So he should just leave and go somewhere where he can be better appreciated. He’s an artists, so he would be attracted to the fatal charm of the Fëanorian drama. He would spot the potential for great songs. Plus he’s pissed off at Lúthien and her dad, who never recognised him at his just value, so he “passes to the enemy”. He immediately recognises in Caranthir a fellow brooder, who also thinks he is under-valued. Plus Caranthir might be one of the least-good looking Fëanorian, but he’s still a Fëanorian (he’s hot). He’s got blazing eyes and amazing black hair, plus probably looks a bit eldrichty to an Elf who did not go to Valinor like Daeron, all things we know that Daeron is partial to.

Next thing you know, Daeron lets himself be pampered by an actual prince like he always thought he deserved. He writes songs about how great Caranthir is, and about how much the Arafinweans suck, which Caranthir always thought he deserved. Caranthir gets super intense at singing/music competitions (mad football/soccer parents energy), and nobody dares to utter even the mildest of criticisms against Daeron, even well out of earshot of Caranthir, because we all know how hot-tempered and prone to violence he can be. Daeron’s reputation, as a result, has never been better. 

Maybe the fact that Maglor is considered “second only to Daeron” is in fact because Maglor doesn’t have a proud, hot-tempered and stabbing-happy husband, so whenever people say nice things about Maglor, they immediately feel the need to add “but Daeron is better, of course”, no matter where they are in Beleriand and beyond.

3. Amrod and Amras and Amazon Wives

These are the two Fëanorians we know the least about. If they both make it to Beleriand, it seems that they just enjoy hanging out together in the woods and hunt, and somehow manage to survive all the way to the last Kinslaying. So maybe they are like proto-hobbits Elves, who are just happy to chill together as bachelors and out of harm’s way. Maybe they invent pipe-weed and waistcoats during the 500 odds years where they do not have much fighting to do.

But since they seem to be spending lots of time East, in the forest, and seem pretty good at fighting, I would like to give them Avari Amazon Wives. Maybe also twins, for the matching look. They would woo each other with their respective prowesses with bows. They would go on hunts together. I imagine the Fëanorians in general being interested in other varieties of Elves, and in not marrying other Noldor. So A&A could go on adventures in the East with their cool wives. Maybe have some more red-hair babies, if they feel like it. That’s it, I have nothing more on that. 

3. Curufin and a Dwarf.

We only have unions of Elves and Men, and nothing with Dwarves. But Curufin, we are told, befriends the Dwarves enough that the few things Elves know about Khuzdul all come from him (not Celebrimbor. Curufin). Which denotes a very deep level of trust and friendship there, since Tolkien wrote somewhere (yes, somewhere), that Dwarves keep that language Super Secret. They never speak or teach it to anyone, in fact they never speak it in front of non-Dwarves, preferring to learn and use other race’s tongues in front of them to keep it a secret. They even go as far as to keep their Khudzul names secret, and only ever use other non-Khuzdul ones with non-Dwarves. And yet Curufin managed to learn some of it, or at least to learn some things about it.

Of course Curufin is great at smithing, is probably super interested in Dwarvish techniques and maybe aesthetics. A Dwarf partner would also be interested on learning more about Fëanorian Forge Magic. They would have a lot of interests in common (well, they would have forge-work, but since they would be both super into it, that’s quite enough). 

Curufin is also his Father’s Son, so I don’t think he would care what anybody would have to say about his choice of partner, or be particularly prejudiced when it comes his choice of romantic interest. If someone is going to cross that interracial barrier in Middle-Earth, it’s Curvo. 

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[runawaymun]

End of Year Fic Recs <3

Happy New Year y'all!!!! I got tagged by both @deadqueernoldor & @camille-lachenille for this and what better day to fill it out than December 31st.

I must confess I haven't had the time or energy to read a lot of fics this year, but this is a great excuse to look back on the ones I have read and sort through my bookmarks!!!! I am going to cheat for some of these, purely because I'm very behind on fic reading. So not all of these will be fics that were posted this year, but they're fics that I read this year and loved.

So here we go with some recs:

Recommend up to 5 series or multi-chapter fics from 2023 that everyone should read (multi-year WIPs count, if the last update was in 2023).

Prefacing this by saying that I have not kept up with a lot of multichaptered fics this year 😭 but I will try to rec some that I have been religiously reading!

1. Sacrifice - Sekikaru (unsure if the author is on tumblr, nothing comes up for the tag!) [Original Fiction]

Hanyu is a human who has been delivered as a sacrifice to one of the powerful seafaring beings his people worship as gods. Antony is a bored vampire looking forward to a simple meal and a quiet new servant. Neither gets quite what he is expecting. But as old enemies resurface and the old order proves unsustainable, they might just find in each other exactly what they need.

Listennnn I read this on a whim while sick one day and it gripped me instantly. Every OC is fantastic. It's outstandingly queer. The author explores a lot of really difficult topics with incredible depth and care, and there have been points at the plot where I have yelled out loud or fist pumped. It's insane. It is so, so, so good. Rated E, though, and not just for smut. It can get very intense at some points. It is so, so so good. I've been meaning to do art for it one of these days.

2. The Secret of Formenos House - @jaz-the-bard

Once, Maedhros and Fingon were engaged to be married, before Maedhros broke it off for reasons unknown, and with his family took to the secluded manor of Formenos House. After their departure, only Maedhros ever came to Lindon to speak with his other kin again. The truth was that in the isolation of Formenos House a curse came upon Fëanor and his children, killing nearly all of them and leaving Formenos widely considered to be haunted. But when the curse abates from Maglor unexpectedly, he and Maedhros discover that they are now the guardians of two very sick children whose parents were lost at sea. Maedhros and Maglor might not be the caretakers Elrond and Elros need, unable to give them the spotless reputations they need to make their way in Society as orphans, but once the twins recover, they refuse to be sent to anyone else. It's up to the last remaining lords of Formenos House to turn the manor into a home.

I'm behind on this but it's Jaz, it's a Victorian AU, it's a kidnap fam. WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE. It's so good.

3. Aemond, First of His Name - @ellrond

Aegon Targaryen was never fit for rule. He begged with his brother to let him disappear, and his brother helped him. Said brother took the burden upon his shoulders to rule as king, and to crush the threat of Rhaenyra Targaryen. Canon divergence, Aemond is king and Aegon, not allowed to disappear for fear of inciting rebellion, has been sworn to his brother’s Kingsguard. Heavy Aemond/Helaena. Chapters with smut will be described as such.

EXCELLENT. STELLAR. OUTSTANDING. Prose, at times, feels just like GRRM's. The characterization is perfect. It's so delicious. I love it so much and the plot bunny is so intriguing!

4. We Will Make This Place Our Home - @leucisticpuffin

Elrond and Elros are sent to live with their distant cousins in a house that is crumbling slowly to pieces. They aren't especially happy about this. For Maedhros and Maglor, the twins are a rare chance to start living again. It will take a lot of work to turn a house full of ghosts into anything resembling a home.

Once again, a kidnap fam AU that I'm terribly behind on but enjoying nonetheless!!!! Excellent characterization and writing. I know I keep saying that, but that's what's really important to me in fics -- so naturally I love this one!

5. Vincarna - morgana-deryn (unsure if author is on Tumblr, if anyone knows lmk so I can tag them!)

When her life went from bad, to worse, to unbearable, she prayed for change. She could never have expected the answer she got. It came in the form of creatures that shouldn't exist, in a city too beautiful for words, in a heart that no longer beat. It should have been impossible, and yet there she was, living a life she wouldn't have been able to dream for herself. Elrond/OFC slowburn friends to lovers

Another one of those fics I picked up while sick and then really, really loved. The OC is a really well fleshed out human, with lots of wants, needs, trauma, and skills - and the Elrond characterization is perfect! I also really enjoyed the language barrier. It's something that gets ignored in a lot of these kinds of fics, but it's handled really well here!

Recommend up to 5 single chapter fics/one-shots (long or short) from 2023 that everyone should read.

Without the Leave of Thee - @jaz-the-bard

Celebrían is hosting a fairy revel, and she's determined to impress Elrond, who's promised to be in attendance. It's hard to hold herself back from stealing him away as the fae do to their lovers, but she knows it'd be a bad idea. But what is she supposed to do, when Elrond goes and eats from the basket of magic pears from her garden?

What can I say? This was a gift for me and it's Celrond + Fae elves it's like a no brainer. Jaz is a genius and the prose is so damn pretty & the characterization is PERFECT.

2. The First Water - @ellrond

“How did we first meet?” “You gave me water.” The first meeting of Galadriel and Elrond as a child is mentioned in Rings of Power. This is an incorporation of the kidnapping of Elrond and Elros by Maedhros and Maglor with that story. Not very happy.

Amazing fic based on one of my favorite moments in the show, and one of the moments I found most intriguing. The prose is really vivid and I just loved the portrayals of both Galadriel and Elwing in this.

3. Stirring - @slightnettles

Just a mostly sappy vignette for Rings of Power Valentine's Week. (Day 1: OTP)

Brimbrond is my other Elrond otp, and @slightnettles writes them perfectly. I adore this fic & come back to it often.

4. I Promise You You're Not Broken (I Promise You There's More) - @maglor-my-beloved

It is late in the evening when Celebrimbor is informed of the Elf who had arrived at the gates of Ost-in-Edhil and yielded to the guards, pleading to be brought to the realm's Lord. A strange Elf comes to Eregion. Celebrimbor meets a long-lost cousin.

So many pretty turns of phrase!!! So many incredible descriptions!!! I am just obsessed with the idea of Celebrimbor taking Maeglin in. AAA.

5. Braided - @glorf1ndel

Artanis and Celeborn are fascinated by each other's braids.

Hair customs among the elves!!!!!!!! Celeborn x Galadriel!!!! EVERYTHING I LOVE. Plus it is so well written!!!!

6. (I know, I'm cheating. I love this fic though!) A Million Miles Apart (I hold you close) - @raointean

"Elrond took a sharp breath in surprise. Eärendil’s fëa was not white-hot and blindingly bright like he had imagined the soul of a star to be. It was instead vibrantly colorful and full of life." OR Elrond speaks to his father for the first time since he left.

Listen. If you've followed me for some time you know I'm very iffy on my feelings about Eärendil. This fic made me like him.

Recommend up to 5 fics NOT from 2023 that everyone should read (oldies but goodies.)

Sugar and Diamonds - @nocompromise-noregrets

Celebrían, visiting Imladris for Midwinter with her mother, has a very important conversation with Elrond.

This was a gift for me and I'm obsessed with it. Celrond getting together!!!!! <3 <3 <3

2. bijebtorv’afâh - @arofili

Fíli comes to terms with his identity.

When I say this fic lives RENT FREE in my brain!!! The worldbuilding, the bead-making, Fili...everything is so good. Read it read it read it.

3. All The Ways to Love - @thatfeanorian

When Fingon is forced into an arranged marriage with a cousin he has never met before, he expects the worst. Soon, however, he will realize that Maedhros is not at all what he expected and might in fact be exactly what he has been looking for his whole life. featuring Mae's terrible mental health, Fingon's stubborn determination to make Mae love himself, and Feanor who naturally tries to ruin everything.

I know I recommend this fic regularly but it just hits all my buttons, okay? It's formative Russingon for me. I love it to death & reread whenever I'm sad!

4. All That Is Left - @tuuliii

When Nerdanel has finished the face of Fëanor she looks him in the eye, satisfied. "Some of my best work", she says and strokes his cheek. A tear glides down her own and falls to the while marble floor. "You left me. You left me and now all that is left of you are statues…” A story about Nerdanel and her family in five parts.

My favorite Nerdanel character study. It's so fucking good.

5. Under Strange Stars - @idrilsscribe

Barely a long-year after the Last Alliance all is not well in Imladris. Elrond's household has been dealt a crippling blow: a very young Elrohir has disappeared. After decades of false leads he is found in the Far South of Middle-Earth. Can Glorfindel rescue the House of Earendil once more? His task is not an easy one: Elrohir has no memory of who he was, and little interest in leaving his people's fight against the Black Númenóreans of Umbar ...

One of the first LOTR fics I ever read, and it's a favorite. I recommend this one a lot, too, but for good reason!!! The whole series is excellent and honestly just peerless.

Recommend up to 5 of your own fics (completed or WIP) from 2023 that everyone should read.

I actually haven't done a lot this year. Here's what I've been working on:

Beneath a Boundless Sky (WIP)

Set directly after the events of And the Stars Shine the Same -- Elrond’s two new wards both struggle to feel at home in Rivendell. The wounds from their slavery in King Frumgar’s court are still fresh, and the scars are deep -- and they’re not the only ones. Maglor is home at last, but each day he lives he is haunted by guilt and grief. Elrond is nothing if not patient, and he is certain that given enough time in Rivendell, all three will heal. Meanwhile, the twins set out to join Legolas and investigate the source of the mysterious Shadow which attacked Rivendell, but are held up in Rhovanion. In Greenwood, something evil festers beneath the trees. Only Lothlorien, protected by Nenya, seems to be safe...but for how long? Rhovanion stands on the brink of political catastrophe. Sickness spreads through the Misty Mountains, and to make matters worse...something is wrong with the children. A story about dysfunction and trauma, healing, the breaking of trust and of regaining it, and also the birth of the Kingdom of Rohan, redemption, and hope...if I can pull it off. No graphic depictions, some dark content ahead, mature themes.

This one is a continuation of the And the Stars Shine the Same series! Elrond centric, focusing mostly on the Peredhil fam -- but there are a lot of OCs and sideplots, too :)

To Partake (WIP, rated E.)

Even if it takes until the breaking of the world, Celebrimbor is determined to help Elrond feel comfortable in his own bones. He is too precious a creature to hate himself so much. (Or, the one where shortly before the scheduled mission to Khazad-dûm, Gil-Galad offers Celebrimbor a taste of his herald. Celebrimbor accepts, and regrets it.)

Based on the characterizations in Rings of Power, because I wanted to put the relationship between Elrond and Gil-Galad in the first season of the show under a microscope, but it isn't necessary to have seen the show to read this fic. I veer completely off of the canon events of the show after episode 5, and simply never return to the show's plot -- sticking a lot closer to the Silm.

There are several really difficult scenes in the fic, but I have tried to be very thorough in warning readers at the start of the associated chapters. If you really love Gil though this might not be a fic for you. He is uhhhhh--- well I am trying to fix him, but he remains a very large looming antagonist so far.

Really, it's an Elrond character study (exploring how his childhood trauma affects his current relationships with everyone in the second age, and how he grows into the strong leader we all know and love) disguised as shipfic porn. It's got me in an absolute vice rn. I've had such a blast working on it.

[tanoraqui]

Hi, Maedhros and Fingon from the superhero au make me feral, I love everything about them. if you feel like it I would love to see some more about Elros and Elrond from that au. Or alternatively, i was too shy to suggest anything the other week when you were doing the prompt list, but how about Elros and Elrond, the mafia au, library?

I’ll take ���Elros and Elrond from the superhero au” for 500, Alex; thank you!

Elros’s Finwëan superpower is healing, because in THIS house we respect “the hands of the king are the hands of a healer” as an ancient truism of Arda and, accordingly, believe that Elros was the one with innate healing talent and Elrond only learned it later in life, likely in memory of Elros. Superhero au!Elros can heal others and himself by laying hands on them and willing it, though it does require energy from him and concentration. He gets much more efficient with both power and speed once he learns anatomy.

Elrond’s Finwëan power is the ability to radially radiate an aura of peace, in which harmful attacks are physically slowed and the will to violence, and all other negative emotions, are calmed. Ranged projectiles which enter the space also slow, though not necessarily enough to do no damage. He can push it farther out and/or more intensely the longer it goes, with limits. Elrond has to maintain his own sense of peace in order to do this, no anger, fear, desire to injure, etc. Elrond glows while he does this; the light marks the area and strength of effect.

Five generations down from Finwë, these powers are relatively weak compared to previous generations. However, their Maiaran blood means they both have a natural talent for Singing (ie, magic), which they can most easily use to augment their Light-based abilities.

These twins grew up in a post-apocalyptic hellscape timeline in which Morgoth conquered Earth and now most people are dead or, if unlucky, enslaved. The small group of free survivors which their parents led, constantly on the run, was luckier and more protected than most thanks largely to the Silmaril Elwing bore, but they were hunted fiercely by the small surviving band of the Sons of Fëanor (down to Maedhros, Maglor and Amrod) and their few remaining followers...while all were hunted by orcs, wolves, vampires, etc.

They found some sort of rip in reality, maybe caused by Morgoth's discordant war of conquest. Eärendil went through it to seek aid from the Valar. When the Fëanorians cornered them there, waiting for his return, Elwing tried to go through it with the Silmaril. Her sons tried to follow her, holding on to the back of her shirt, holding on to each other.

They got about 1.5 out of 3, and ended up by the side of a random freeway in modern America....

Maglor and Maedhros were driving (being driven) by on their way to a concert - Maglor to sing, Maedhros bullied into having a pleasant night off while supporting his beloved (annoying) brother and smiling for the cameras. Maglor saw 2 bedraggled 6yos trudging along by the side of this random freeway and told the limo driver to pull over...

In short order,

- the Fëanorians are like, 'holy shit, hitherto unknown baby cousins of some sort?!?' because these kids eyes definitely have Light in them

- Elros tries to stab Maglor, because Maglor reaches for them and these are literally the terrible monsters they were fleeing from 30 minutes ago, albeit much cleaner and less obviously scarred, and of course the 6yos from the post-apocalyptic hellscape have their own knives + basic combat training

- Elrond is too scared to stop anything with his power, see: previous comment about monsters.

Maglor's hand gets a little stabbed. Maedhros grabs Elros's arm and wrenches the knife away before he can try again. Elrond bites Maedhros's arm, like, really hard, the way you secretly always want to try biting someone just once, lots of blood.

- Maglor Sings the children to sleep with a hasty but strong lullaby (he was under stress, okay, and stabbed!). He and Maedhros look down at the uneasily-sleeping children.

- "They look a little Turgon-y," Maglor offers. "In the eyebrows?"

- "I don't even know if that's Light like ours," says Maedhros. He kneels down to frisk each boy for more weapons, then picks them up, one in each arm. "Remember Dior?"

- (Dior, son of Lúthien and Beren, had time-travelled back a comic books time!couple years ago from a terrible future in which Fingon was actually for real and ever killed this time so the House of Fëanor went to war with the magical isolated island of Doriath, in the name of retrieving the one Silmaril free of Morgoth, to the detriment of most of the rest of the world. That terrible timeline averted, Dior had stayed in the present and (re?)married his non-future wife, a millennia-old Iathrin forest ranger named Nimloth. They'd just recently had twin sons, though clearly not these ones - those were silver-haired rather than dark, and this one who'd just stabbed Maglor definitely had Fingolfin's nose.)

- (So the Fëanorians both knew that all-out war was to be avoided at almost all cost. But Doriath actually now had two Silmarils, or rather, the same Silmaril twice over, and Maedhros didn't need to say it aloud for Maglor to understand: ransom.)

[youareunbearable]

Thinking about an Age Swap!Grandchildren of Finwe, and I want to share with you a snippet :)) I just think that a lot would change about the dynamics of Finwe's house if the ages were reversed:

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No matter how hard we try, history can never perfectly repeat itself a second time. History is built on relationships and experiences and reactions and feelings and so many many different perspectives. But most importantly, history is built on chance. A roll of a dice. Coincidence.

Within the story we know, it was a coincidence that Maedhros, the natural born leader and tragic villain of the feared Sons of Feanor, was the eldest of Finwe’s grandsons. His birth and upbringing and personality and his relationship set the stage for the story that unfolds. 

But what if he wasn’t? What if that dice role landed differently? What if instead of the eldest, he’s the youngest of Finwe’s grandchildren? Instead of Maedhros, Fingon, and Finrod being the eldest of their siblings, it’s Ambarussa, Argon, and Galadriel? 

Feanor and Nerdanel’s first birth being Ambarussa would change everything.

They are worried at first about having twins, but don’t worry too much and continue their travelling, knowing that when the time is close they will have a home back in Tirion either with Finwe, in Formenos with Miriel’s kin, or in the small hamlet nestled between the two cities with Mathan and Nerdanel’s kin. It isn’t until Nerdanel is in her third trimester and Feanor is kicking open Finwe’s palace doors in Tirion, stressed and about to break down in tears over how Not Well his pregnant wife is. Finwe is matching his energy and settles his daughter in law into the nicest guest suites, and even calls in some Maiar healers from Lorien to attend her.

This all may seem overboard, but this pregnancy is Not Going Well for Nerdanel. She is weak, can hardly keep down food, has terrible pains, and is plagued by nightmares of flames and sea winds for her final weeks of pregnancy. Feanor is one hairbreath away from pulling his hair out himself and sobbing at her bedside. The Maiar share some looks with each other, but tell the new parents that this can be normal, as twin pregnancies are typically hard, especially for your first time. This doesn’t calm Feanor down, if anything it makes him fret even more.

The birth goes as expected. She does end up having to have a C-section but it's quick and the Maiar perform admirably enough and there are no worries about infection or any further complications. Nerdanel is still sleeping off the poppy seeds they gave her, so Feanor gets to name their twin sons first.

The eldest, the twin with the lighter ginger puff of hair, he names Nelyafinwë. Feanor isn’t above the petty glee the snub of the name gives him. As his wife rests and he holds his sons close to his chest, he takes a moment to delight in the affront the name will bring to his half-siblings. He gives his son a quick kiss on the forehead, ignoring the lingering afterbirth that covers him, and whispers his new father-name into his perfect little ear.

The younger twin, with slightly darker hair and all his fathers love, is a little harder for Feanor to name. His birth was harder for Nerdanel, for it was after he was removed she had a slight haemorrhage, but was easily healed by the Maiar performing the C-section. Feanor loved children, he and Nerdanel joked about wanting half a dozen, enough to fill both of their workrooms with apprentices. But this pregnancy was hard, and it scared them both. Feanor would clutch both of his sons to his chest and stare at his sleeping wife, who looked so pale and worn. It was then he took a deep breath and pressed a kiss to his youngest’s forehead and named him Telufinwë. For as much as he longed for children, he didn’t have the heart to put more strain on his wife.

It is a while yet before Nerdanel wakes, so Feanor just holds his children and paces with them around the room, keeping one eye on his boys and another on his wife. Once she begins to stir, he is at her side, relief slamming into her mind via ósanwe.

They both share time just finding peace with each other. Pride, relief, excitement building between them the more Nerdanel wakes all until she is demanding to meet her sons. Her eldest, Nelyafinwë, is placed into her waiting arms and she kisses his brow and tears up. Her Mother Vision fills her sight and all she can see is her twins, all grown up and laughing and running through the woods, Laurelin’s light making their long braids look like pure copper wire swinging behind them. Ambarussa, she will name him when the vision finishes, breathless and delighted at seeing her sons grown and healthy. 

Feanor, charmed at the name, bends down to pass her younger son to her. Once the child settles into her arms, however, she goes rigid from the scene of her Mother Vision. It holds her trapped, held hostage as she feels the ghostly heat of flames all around her. She almost doesn’t see her son at first, with his copper hair and Feanorian red robes, but there he is, foot entangled amongst some sailing rope at the ship he is on burns all around him. He screams as the flames crawl up his limbs and she screams with him.

Feanor calls for the Maiar and for his father before she even takes the breath to scream. He can feel her terror through their bond, the anguish that claws at them both. When Finwë and the Maiar come bursting into the room, they are just in time to hear Nerdanel scream, “My son, oh not my son! The flames! The flames!” Before the Maiar put her into a forced sleep. 

Everyone is shaken. Finwë has a steadying grip on his eldest son, while Feanor clutches the twins to his chest, staring horrified at his wife. Nolofinwë and the rest of Finwë’s children crowd the doorway, heavy silence covers them all. No one will say anything, but all are thinking about Miriel. 

It’s then, that Feanor whispers, that young Telufinwë was not given a mother name. 

Nerdanel takes a long time to heal, especially since Feanor refuses to let her go to Lorien, afraid that if she goes, she will never come back. So she stays home, with her apprentices and her parents and many sisters and their families all visiting and helping out as they can. Feanor is so thankful that he has his wife’s family to help him with the twins. For his mother-in-law and sisters-in-law to help take over some mother roles when Nerdanel is overcome, just so their boys won’t know the pain of only having one grieving father taking care of them as he did.

As Nerdanel recovers, the twins are almost exclusively called Ambarussa. While it is a little confusing if one is trying to differentiate the two, they are hardly separated enough for that problem to really arise. 

But Nerdanel does heal. Once she is well enough Feanor breaches the topic of a mother name for their youngest. She holds little Telufinwë close to her chest, this infant that is already more than a month old, and gives him the name Umbarto. It feels like a Doom settled over his young head, but she refuses any alternative names Feanor offers. No one blames the twins for insisting to both be called Ambarussa as they grow up, nor does anyone, not even Nerdanel’s kin, call the youngest Ambarussa by his mother name.

[sesamenom]

OK so headcanons/ideas/interpretations below the cut:

1. Twins run in feanors family (specifically the miriel side). feanor absorbed his twin (hence the too-much-fea problem he seems to have). gil galad also has a twin (pt 5/6)

2. Nerdanel is just as fiery as feanor (she was the one carrying their 7 kids!!), she’s just a lot smarter about directing her energy at productive tasks. So after another insufferable political thing where they have to dress up and make polite small talk for hours, she’ll disappear into her workshop for a week or two, because a big part of stone sculpting is hitting giant rocks with a hammer, which I would imagine to be a very good outlet for her. (meanwhile feanor after the same political thing is brandishing a sword at fingolfin)

3. Of their kids, maedhros, caranthir, celegorm, and the ambarussa ended up more like nerdanel in terms of fire spirit management. (maedhros slowly loses control towards the end of the first age but still.) specifically celegorm & the ambarussa use hunting/tracking with orome’s Hunt as a way to redirect from hunting fingolfin, and maedhros & caranthir tend to disappear to go camping after a particularly difficult family reunion.

4. Maglor and curufin are more like feanor, and tend to direct anger towards people instead of things. this was one of the major factors in putting maglor in the gap next to morgoth because he snapped around the same time feanor did and didn’t really recover until after the third kinslaying, so during the aglareb period he was one of the most immediately terrifying feanorions.

5. Gil galad is actually maglor’s kid. maglor’s wife was a telerin luthier who went with him up to alqualonde, then divorced him when he announced support of feanor stealing the ships. in the chaos of the first kinslaying, maglor ended up taking gil galad w/ him to beleriand. he then sent Gil to Cirdan (a distant relative of maglors ex wife), since he realized he wasn’t in a great position to raise a kid by himself. However, he sent him anonymously because he was worried cirdan would refuse on the basis of the kinslaying (which of course makes sense). he never ended up meeting gil galad again (in beleriand at least), and gil never actually knew who his parents were, only that his father was finwean. (after he went to mandos, maedhros explained the situation to him)

6. Gil galad also has a twin, finwain, who was raised in valinor by their mother. durign the first kinslaying, they both ended up grabbing the nearest kid and running, and finwain lived with the remainder of the teleri. he doesn’t meet gil until mandos and he doesn’t meet maglor until he sails (read: is dragged to valinor by elladan & elrohir). also, gil galad has too many used-once-etymology-unknown names, so finwain can have them. (x)

7. Gildor is finrod & amarie’s kid from after finrod was reembodied. he sailed to beleriand during the war of wrath and never left.

8. Erestor is caranthir’s son. he keeps it somewhat of a secret during the second and third ages. (x)

9. Of elrond’s kids, Elladan is the Mannish one (hence adan) Elrohir is the Noldorin one (rohir) and Arwen is the sindarin/Doriathrim one

10. Undomiel/Tindomiel was absolutely planned, before either of them were even married

11. Galadriel’s hair is a mix of gold and silver, but the exact hue shifts with the waxing and waning of the Trees. She also reflects treelight and used to wear basically a blackout showercap at night to prevent telperion head. during the darkness her hair glowed a little more faintly with the absorbed light (like those glow in the dark toys you charge up under a lamp) and was one of the few light sources on the Helcaraxe. after the creation of the sun and moon, her hair still shifts with the day/night cycle but the glowing is tame enough she only needs to cover it on full moons.

12. Melian’s descendants all have some maia weirdness

12a. Daeron can slightly influence the Music with his flute to spawn small plants and animals 12b. Dior was able to slightly affect his perception of time ainur-style when fighting the feanorions as a last-resort superpower like fingolfin’s Vala-mode 12c. Elured & elurin hid themselves from maedhros by blending into the forest 12d. Elwing’s birding was mostly caused by her maia-ness; ulmo only prodded it a bit. also post-birding and with the instruction of the valinor birds she can grow maia-style wings on command. she does wing races with Eonwe. 12e. Elrond & elros’ hair shifts to match whoever they’re (emotionally) close to. their finwean stuff mixed with their melian stuff also means they can grow temporary wings and glow when sufficiently angered, but the wings aren’t strong enough to go more than a few feet off the ground. mostly it’s good for intimidation, and also how elrond scared annatar away.

13. Elrond’s kids have extra weird hair as a side effect of being the product of the two Weird Hair Families. Arwen has the strongest Treelight hair (galadriel advises her to use blackout showercaps during full moons). elladan and elrohir wear dark hoods when hunting so they can actually sneak up on things without worrying about time-based strobelight hair. (x)

14. Elladan would be blond without luthien hair and elrohir would have white hair. unfortunately, they are otherwise completely identical.

15. All finweans create some degree of fire or light when they die

16. Ainur have glowy facial markings, and maia match their respective valar. Melkor is the only one who doesn’t have them. Huan has them. (x)

16a. Melian’s descendants have them. luthien, daeron, and dior are the only ones who have them by default; the others’ markings show up when excited/angry. Elrond & elros’ glow because of the fingolfin thing.

17. All the El twins (elured & elurin, elrond & elros, elladan & elrohir) are identical in any combination aside from hair color (and maia markings when they show up). elured & elurin can alter their appearance enough to temporarily shift their hair to luthien mode. someone eventually labels them all (minus elros for obvious reasons) in valinor because five identical people is very confusing, especially when one of them is politically significant. paperwork was never delivered to the right person in rivendell

18. glorfindel upon his return to middle earth immediately took a boat out to dig up his old stuff from the ruins of gondolin.

19. noldorin steel and gondolindrim steel are both mithril; celebrimbor was just the first person to actually name it

20. the palantir have a block button but nobody in the third age knows where it is

21. feanor has raven hair (basically a combo of dark blue/purple/teal). maglor has blue hair, caranthir has purple hair, and celebrimbor has teal hair. (x)

22. celegorm has silvery blond hair courtesy of miriel

23. finwain [gil galads oc twin] has silver hair with bluish tips from maglor. erestor has brown hair with purple highlights. everyone always asks if he dyes it.

24. the non-maia members of Orome’s Hunt tattoo their arms/faces to match orome’s markings.

25. aredhel would have joined the Hunt, but she was too young before the flight of the noldor

26. the arkenstone was one of feanor’s older prototypes/floor scraps. aule put it in the mountain to see what the dwarves would do with it (they ended up properly polishing/cutting it)

27. Maglor wears jewel dust in his hair to make it extra blue and extra sparkly. (which means 2/3 of elronds dads are sparkly)

28. Rochallor & the mearas are descendants of Nahar

29. Gandalf tried Valarin on the Doors. Celebrimbor does not speak Valarin. Gandalf knows that.

30. Mandos himself was absolutely yelling the Doom at feanor

31. Luthien goes back to look for Daeron after the events of the Lay. he ends up living w/ her, beren, and dior in their little house in the woods. After their deaths, Daeron adopts elured & elurin (hc courtesy of @sakasakiii​ [lol i feel like ive tagged you in every other one of my posts lately, sorry rin!])

32. daeron is a miriel-level weaver, but his tapestries are mostly ignored in comparison to Luthien’s hair cloak

33. The Earendel star discovered by Hubble is in fact Earendil. he took a wrong turn and got lost

34. Elladan & elrohir drag maglor along when they sail. he’s affected by the oath’s “afar casteth” and has to be tied up to stop him from trying to oath-punch-himself-in-the-face

35. the Noldolante, the Lay of Earendel, and the Lay of Leithian are all banned in Rivendell’s song hall because hearing them once in a while is nice, but hearing them for hours on end is incredibly annoying and also nobody was writing anything new. the Song of Earendel is promptly added to the banned list.

36. Glorfindel is elenwe’s cousin (or nephew maybe?) on the vanyarin side

and more that i can't think of at the moment

Silm fandom, who wants to share their character headcanons with me? Tell me about your blorbo’s favorite hobbies. Tell me about the OC you created or the textual ghost you expanded on. Tell me which characters are more than a little fruity. Tell me Maedhros’ favorite color. I want to hear it all.

[feanorianethicsdepartment]

Alright, I read your recent post and need to know - what is your interpretation of Maglor’s relationship with the twins?

askjdhslkjag my biggest self-inflicted problem in this fandom is that my take on maglor, elrond, and elros' relationship is so intensely detailed and specific i am forever tormented by none of the fic i read ever quite getting it right (from my perspective; i’ve read plenty of fic that presents a good interpretation on their own terms, it’s just never mine.) it’s simultaneously way darker than the fluffy kidnap dads stuff and nowhere near as black-and-white awful as the anti-fëanorian crowd likes to paint it, it’s messy and complicated and surrounded by darkness, and yet there’s also a sincere connection within it which mostly serves to make all those complications worse. angry teenage elrond is angry for a great many reasons, and the circumstances around him being raised by kinslayers account for at least half of them. there’s lots of complexity here, and i don’t see it in fic nearly as often as i’d like

(warning: the post... feathers? i already have an internet friend called faeiri this could be awkward - anyway, the post she’s talking about includes the line ‘everyone is wrong about kidnap dads except me.’ this post follows on from that in being as much a commentary about why various popular interpretations of both how the kidnapdoption went and the way people subsequently characterise the twins just don’t work for me as it is a setting out of my own ideas. i’m not really interested in getting into discourse here, i’m just trying to get my thoughts down. i’ve read fic with these interpretations before that i’ve liked, even, don’t take this as a Condemnation, aight? also this turned out long as hell, so i’m putting it under a cut)

i can never buy entirely fluffy depictions of kidnap dads

which isn’t to say i don’t read them! sometimes all i want is something sweet, for these kids to get to be happy for once. it’s not like i think their time with the fëanorians was completely devoid of laughter

it’s just. the pet names, the special days out, the home-cooked meals, it can get so treacly it stops feeling like the characters they are in the situation they’re in and turns into Generic Found Family #272

it soaks out all the complexity - which is the thing i am here for - and acts like oh, these kids were never in any danger, they were perfectly happy being abducted by the people who murdered everyone they knew, there’s nothing possibly questionable about this relationship at all

and... yeah. that’s not the characters i know. that’s not the context i know they belong to

i just can’t forget the circumstances that led them to meet

rivers of blood, the air filled with screams, a town ablaze, a woman choosing to die. every interaction the three of them have is going to proceed from that nightmare

(sidenote: i tend to hold it was maglor that raised the twins, with maedhros looming ominously in the background not really getting involved. it’s mostly personal preference, i’ve been in and out of the fandom since before this kidnap dads thing blew up and when i joined that was a perfectly standard reading)

(also the cave thing was a dumb idea, old man, if only because it implies beleriand had streams safe enough for children to play in at that point. the way it separates the twins from the third kinslaying is also something i don’t particularly vibe with)

probably my least favourite angle i’ve seen on the situation (edged out only by ‘maglor was actively abusive towards the twins’ which no no no no no no no no NO) is the idea that maglor (and/or maedhros, append as necessary) took the twins specifically to raise them

like, i get where it’s coming from, but it makes maglor come off as really creepy

(i have read fics where it is indeed played off as really creepy, but that’s not a maglor i have any interest in reading about)

(’mags 100% bad’ is just as facile a take to me as ‘mags 100% good’)

even if you’re saying maglor took them in because they had no one left to take care of them - i highly doubt they were the only children the fëanorians orphaned at sirion. idk, it always makes maglor seem much less sympathetic than i think it’s meant to

i prefer to think of it as more... organic? something that evolved, not something that was preordained. them growing closer gradually, the twins finding an adult who might maybe be on their side, maglor becoming invested in them almost by accident

and then the twins are so comfortable with the second scariest monster in amon ereb they frequently sass him off and maglor’s gotten so used to not hurting them he’s not even thinking about it any more. no one’s quite sure how it happened, but they’ve made a Connection

‘wait aren’t they a murderous warlord of questionable mental stability and a pair of terrified small children who’ve lost everyone they ever knew? isn’t that kinda fucked up?’ yup! that’s the point! complexity!

another idea i don’t like is the idea that maglor was an objectively better parent to the twins than eärendil or elwing

other people have talked about this already, i won’t rehash the whole thing. i will say that while i don’t think elwing was a perfect parent - someone so young, in such a horrible situation, i wouldn’t blame her for screwing up - i do think she (and eärendil) did the best by them they possibly could

this is one of the few things they have in common with maglor

something i come across now and again is the idea that sure, elwing and eärendil weren’t abusive or horrible or anything, but they were a couple of basically-teenagers with so many other responsibilities, there was only so much they could do. maglor, on the other hand, is an experienced adult who could take much better care of the twins

and...

first off, it’s not like mags doesn’t have a job. he’s a warlord, he has a fortress to help run, military shit to handle, lots of other stuff that needs to get done to stop everyone from starving or getting eaten by orcs. i feel like sirion had enough of a government there was plenty of opportunity for elwing to take days off and play with her kids, but in the fëanorian camp nobody really has the time to chase after a couple of toddlers, least of all one of the last points on the command network. they just don’t have the people any more

(seriously, the twins getting a formal education with tutors and classes and shit is a weirdly specific pet peeve of mine. this is a band of renegades, not a royal household; if there’s anyone left with those kinds of skills they almost certainly have more important things to do)

more than that, though - well, a quick glance through my late stage fëanorians tag should tell you a lot about what i think maglor’s mental state is like at this point. he is so accustomed to violence death means nothing to him, he’s lost most of his capacity for genuinely positive emotion to an endless century of defeat and despair, he hates everything in the universe, especially himself, he’s only able to keep functioning through a truly astounding amount of denial, and he covers it all up with a layer of snark and feigned apathy, which he defends aggressively because he’s subconsciously realised that if it breaks he’ll have absolutely nothing left

(maedhros, for the record, is... i’d say more stable, but at a lower point. maglor may interact with the world mostly through cold stares and mocking laughter, but at least his mind is firmly rooted in the present)

(on the other hand, at least maedhros lets himself be aware of what they are and where their road will lead)

which... this doesn’t mean maglor doesn’t try to be kind to the twins, or rein in his worst impulses around them

there’s just so little of him left but the weapon

he stalks through the halls like a portent of death and gets into hours-long screaming matches with maedhros and has definitely killed people in front of the twins

not even as, like, a deliberate attempt to scare them, but because when you solve most of your problems by stabbing them it’s pretty much a given that people who spend a lot of time around you are going to see you do it at least once

and sometimes, he curls up in an empty hallway, and weeps

... suffice it to say i don’t think elwing’s the more preoccupied, or the less mentally ill, parent here

just. in general, the fëanorians aren’t cackling boogeymen, but they’re not particularly nice either

no one has the energy left for that. not these isolated and weary soldiers at the end of a long losing war and the beginning of the end of the world. they don’t really bother to guard the kids against them escaping. where else are they going to go?

the sheer despair that must have been in the fëanorian camp after sirion, the knowledge that the cause cannot be fulfilled, that they are utterly forsaken, that they’re really just waiting to die -

it can’t have been a happy place to grow up in, under the shadow of loss and grief and deeds unrepentable, and the slow march of inevitable defeat

they would have had a better childhood if they stayed in sirion, raised by people who knew how to hope

but that isn’t the childhood they had. and despite everything i’ve said, i don’t think that childhood was an entirely awful one

yeah, see, this is where the other side of my self-inflicted fandom catch-22 comes in. just as much of the pro-kidnap dads stuff comes off as overly saccharine and simplified to me, i find much of the anti-kidnap dads stuff equally simplistic in the opposite direction

the idea that maglor and the fëanorians never meant anything to elros and elrond, that they had no effect on the people they became at all, that it was just a horrible thing that happened when they were children, easily thrown in the rear-view mirror...

that’s even more impossible to me than the idea that life with the fëanorians was 100% fluffy and nice

like, i’ve seen the take that elros and elrond hated the fëanorians from start to finish. they were perfect little sindarin princes, loyal to their people and the memory of doriath, spurning every scrap of kindness offered to them and knowing just what to say to twist the knife into the kinslayers’ wounds

... dude. they were six. hell, given their peredhelness, mentally they could easily have been younger

what six year old has a firm grasp of their ethnic identity? what six year old is fully aware of their place in history? what six year old would understand the politics that led to their situation?

don’t get me wrong, i can see hatred in there. but something else that doesn’t get acknowledged alongside it often enough is the fear

some of the stuff i’ve read feels like it gives the kids too much power in the situation. they’re perfectly happy to talk back to and belittle the people who burned down their hometown and killed everyone they ever knew, like miniature adults who don’t feel threatened at all

and, like, six. i can see them going for insults as a defensive measure, but it is defensive. it’s covering up fear, not coming from secure disdain

(and a lot of those insults sound, again, like things an adult who’s already familiar with the fëanorians would say, not a scared child who’s lost almost everything. why would a six year old raised by sindar and gondolindrim know what the noldolantë is, let alone what it means to maglor?)

(... i’m just ranting about this one fic that’s been ruffling my feathers for five years straight now, aren’t i)

i mean, i write elrond as the world’s angriest teenager, who snipes at maglor pretty much constantly, but the thing about angry teenage elrond is that he’s angry teenage elrond

he’s spent long enough with the fëanorians he has a pretty secure position within the camp, and he knows that maglor won’t hurt him from a decade and change of maglor not, in fact, hurting him

but as a small and terrified child abducted by the monsters his mother had nightmares about? he fluctuated wildly between ‘randomly guessing at things to say that wouldn’t get him killed’ ‘screaming at maglor to go away in words rarely more complicated than that’ 'desperately trying not to do or say anything in the hopes of not being noticed’ and ‘hiding’

(and i don’t think the twins were never in any danger from the fëanorians, either. quite besides the point that before they started orbiting maglor nobody was really sure what to do with them... well, they wouldn’t be the first children of thingol’s line the minions took revenge on)

(fortunately for them, maglor did, in fact, take them under his wing. by this point even their own followers are shit scared of the last two sons of fëanor, nobody’s going to mess with their stuff and risk getting mauled. tactically, it was a pretty good decision for a couple of toddlers)

more to the point, i feel like a child that young, in a situation that horrible, wouldn’t reject any kindness they were offered, any soothing touch in a universe of terror

in a world full of big scary monsters, the best way to survive is to get the biggest scariest monster possible to protect you. that’s how elros rationalises it when they’re, like, eight, mentally, but at the time they were just latching on to the only person around them who seemed to care about them

that’s how it started, on their end. two very young very scared children lost in a neverending nightmare clinging tightly to the lone outstretched pair of hands

as for maglor...

i’ve called mags evil before, but i see that as more of a... technical term? he is evil because he did the murder, he remains evil because he won’t stop doing the murder. hot take: murder bad

but that doesn’t make him, like, a moustache-twirling saturday morning cartoon villain. he is deeply unhappy with the position he’s in and the person he’s become, and he’s always trying not to take that final step over the edge

it’s not that i can’t see a maglor who is abusive or manipulative or who sees the twins more as objects than people. it’s just that that characterisation is one i am profoundly uninterested in. i do occasionally read fic with it, but it never enters my own headcanons

horrible people can do good things!! kinslayers can do good things!! the fallen are capable of humanity!! people can do both good and evil things at the same time, because people are complicated!! maglor is not psychologically incapable of actually taking pity on these kids!!!!

it’s... again, complexity. the fëanorians straddle the line between black and white, which is a lot less sharp in the legendarium than it’s sometimes characterised as. it’s what draws me to their characters so much, why i have so many stupid headcanons about them. pretending they fall firmly on either side of the line is my real fandom pet peeve

and, like, this moment? this sincere connection between a bloodstained warlord and two children who will grow up to be great and kind in equal measure? i may not entirely like the direction the fandom’s taken it recently, but that beat, that relationship, it still gets me

so no, i don’t think elrond and elros’ years with the fëanorians were an endless cavalcade of abuse and misery. i think there was love there, despite the darkness all around them

an old, tired monster, and the two tiny children it protects

maglor never hurts the twins, not ever, not once. his claws are sharp and his fangs are keen, if he so much as swatted them he’d rip them in half. instead he folds down the razor edges of his being, interacting with them ever so carefully. he has nightmares of suddenly tearing into their skin

seriously, the power differential between them is so great, maglor so much as raising his voice would break any trust they have in this horribly dangerous creature. fics where he does corporal punishment always get the side-eye from me

the mood of their relationship is... i find it hard to put into words. melancholy, maybe, like a sunny afternoon a few days before the end of the world. three people who’ve lost so much finding what respite they can in each other as the world slowly crumbles around them

there are times when it feels like the three of them exist in a world of their own, marked out by the edges of the firelight. maglor telling stories of the stars, elros giving relaxed irreverent commentary, elrond getting a few moments to just be, all their troubles kept at bay

they are the last two lights in a world sunk into darkness, the last two living beings he does not on some level hate. he will tear his own heart out before he sees them in pain

he teaches them to ride, he teaches them to read, he gives them everything he still has left. the twins should never have been in this situation, maglor probably isn’t entirely fit to take care of them, but it is what it is, and they take what love they can

(maglor depends on the twins emotionally a bit more than any adult should rely on any child. he’s still very much the caretaker in their relationship, but that relationship is the only one he has left that’s not stained by a century of rage and grief. he’s obsessed with them, maedhros tells him frequently. maglor’s standard response to this is to try to gouge maedhros’ eyes out)

(that particular darker side to their relationship, where maglor’s attachment to the twins turns into a desperate possessiveness - that’s not something i think i’ve ever seen in fic. which is a shame, it feels much closer to my own characterisation than the standard ways this relationship gets maleficised. darker, in a different way than usual. horribly compelling in its plausibility)

however you want to read it, i don’t think you can deny this is a relationship that defines elrond and elros’ childhood. they were raised in the woods by a pack of kinslayers, the text is quite clear on this

but i’ve seen a lot of talk about how elros and elrond are only sirion’s children. they are completely 100% sindarin, they love and forgive eärendil and elwing thoroughly and without question, they identify with doriath over - even gondolin, let alone tirion. the fëanorians - the people who raised them - had zero effect on the people they grew into and the selves they created

and that, more than anything else, i find utterly unbelievable

look, i get what this is a reaction to. a lot of the kidnap dads stuff paints the fëanorians as elrond and elros’ ‘real’ family, and i’ve already talked about what i think of the idea that maglor-and-possibly-also-maedhros were better parents than eärendil and elwing. i think it’s reductive and overly optimistic and just a little too neat

but to say instead that elrond and elros held no great love in their hearts for maglor, no lingering affinity with the fëanorians, no influence on their identity from the people they grew up around, none at all? that after it happened they just left it behind and resumed being the same people they were in sirion?

that strikes me as just as much an oversimplification. it sands down all the potential rough edges of their identity, all that inconvenient complexity that stops them from fitting into any well-defined box, and replaces it with a nice safe simple self-conception i find just as flat and boring as declaring them 100% fëanorian

we can quibble over who they call ‘father’ (i personally find that whole debate kinda petty) but denying that it was actually maglor who was the closest thing they knew to a parent for most of their childhoods, and that that would, in fact, affect the way they thought of themselves and their family, elides so many interesting possibilities out of existence

(i’m not even going to get into the most braindead take i have ever heard on the subject, namely that because their time with the fëanorians was such a small fraction of elrond’s total lifespan it was like being kidnapped for two weeks as a toddler and had no greater significance than that. do you not understand what childhood is????)

like, i tend to think of elrond as a child as being very loudly not-a-fëanorian. elros is more willing to go with the flow - hey, if the creepy kinslayer wants kids, elros is happy to play into that in order to not be murdered - but elrond is very firm that he’s not happy to be here and he doesn’t belong with them

(this is after they get over their initial terror, of course, when they’ve realised they won’t be fed to the orcs for the tiniest slight. even so, elrond only really gets shirty about it around people he’s comfortable with, whose reactions he can reasonably guess at. naturally, the first person he does it to is maglor)

elros calls maglor their father exactly once, when they’re... maybe early preteens? this is because elrond hears him do it and immediately loses his shit. they have a dad, elrond says, in tears, and a mum, and any day now their real parents are going to come to pick them up and take them home

... right?

it gets harder to believe as the years roll on, as their memories of sirion fade, as they find their own places within the host, as maglor watches over them as they grow. elrond still mentally sets himself apart from the fëanorians, but it’s more of an effort every year. life in the fëanorian camp is the only one he’s ever really known. he can barely remember his mother’s voice

then the war of wrath starts, and the fëanorian host drifts closer to the army of valinor, and the twins come into contact with non-fëanorians for the first time in forever, and it becomes clear just how obviously fëanorian elrond is. he always insisted he wasn’t like the kinslayers at all, but he dresses like them, talks like them, fights like them

the myth cycles the edain tell are almost completely unfamiliar to him, he barely remembers the shape of the songs of lost doriath. even these sarcastic commentary and subversive reinterpretations he made of maglor’s stories - those were still maglor’s stories! he’s been trying to guess at the person he was meant to be, but it’s growing nightmarishly blatant how little elrond ever knew about him

instead, the people he was born to are as alien to him as the orcs of morgoth. he is a fëanorian, through and through

... yeah, elrond (and/or elros) having an absolutely massive identity crisis upon being reintroduced to his quote-unquote ‘true kin’ is another angle i’d love to see in fic that i don’t think i’ve ever come across. all those potential grey areas around who they are and who they’re supposed to be sound utterly fascinating, and i think it’s the complexity i hate to see elided over the most

i really, really doubt they could effortlessly slot back into being eärendil and elwing’s children. not when they’ve been surrounded by, lived alongside, been raised by the people who were supposed to enemies for most of their lives

they just don’t fit into that box any more. they can’t

speaking of eärendil and elwing, while i do agree that they both (especially elwing) get a lot more flak than they deserve, i don’t agree that therefore elrond and elros were never the slightest bit mad at them and fully forgave them for everything with no reservations

because, well, they were left behind. elwing had no other choice, but they were still left behind; it led to the world being saved, but they were still left behind. all the best intentions in the universe don’t erase the weeks and months and years of waiting, of a hope that grew thinner and frailer until it finally quietly broke

that’s a real hurt, and a real grievance. even if the twins rationally understand that their parents were making the best out of their terrible situation, you can’t logic away emotions like that. it’s perfectly possible for them to know they have no reason to resent eärendil or elwing, and yet still harbour that bitterness and pain

(i did write a thing once where elrond loudly rejects eärendil as his father in favour of maglor, but something i didn’t add in that i probably should have is that elrond later regretted doing that)

(not like, several centuries later, when he’d grown old and wise. two hours later, when he’d calmed down. but he was still legitimately angry at eärendil, because the one thing angry teenage elrond was not lacking in was reasons to be mad at the adults around him, and before he could figure out if he had anything less furious to say the hosts of the valar left middle-earth behind)

(it’s another element to the tragedy of the whole thing. in that particular story, which is mostly aiming for maximum pain, the only thing elrond’s birth parents know about their son for thousands of years is that he hates them)

(and he doesn’t, not really. you can’t hate someone you’ve never known)

not that i think they couldn’t ever make up with their parents! fics where elrond and his birth parents work past all the things that lie between them and form a functional familial bond despite it all give me life. i just don’t like the idea that there’s nothing difficult for them to work past

i don’t like the idea that elrond and elros would naturally, effortlessly identify with the mother they last saw when they were six and the people they only vaguely remember. i can see them doing it as a political move, i can see them going for it as a deliberate personal choice, but i can’t seeing it being immediate and automatic and easy

no matter how great a pair of heroes eärendil and elwing are, that doesn’t change the fact that to elrond and elros, they’re at most a few scattered memories and a collection of far-off stories. and so long as the twins stay in middle-earth, they’re never going to draw any closer

compared to the dynamic, multifaceted, personal, and deep bonds they have with the fëanorians - who, and i know i keep saying this but i think it gets tossed aside way more casually than it should, are the people who actually raised them, their birth parents must feel like a distant idea

and that’s why i can never buy interpretations of elrond as 100% sindarin, a pure son of doriath, with no messy grey areas or awkward jagged edges to his identity. given everything we know about his life, it seems almost cartoonishly simplistic

honestly it seems like a narrative a bunch of old doriathrin nobles trying to manouevre elrond into being high king of the sindar or something would propagate. it's neat and nice and tidy, something that’d be much more convenient for everyone if elrond did feel that way

but i just don’t see how he can. this narrative is easy and simple in a way real people never are, it ignores all the forces pulling him apart. elrond being uncomplicatedly sindarin with the life he lives and the people he's close to - that doesn’t make any sense to me

which isn’t to say i think he’s 100% noldorin, from either a gondolindrim or a fëanorian perspective. (i find it a little more believable, given, again, who he grew up around and who he hangs out with, but it’s still a bit too reductive for my tastes.) it’s also not to say i couldn’t believe an elrond who made an active choice to emphasise his sindarin heritage

it’s not how i think of him, but it works. i don’t have a problem with other people interpreting the complexities of the twins’ identities differently

i just have a problem with people acting like it doesn’t exist

in general i think there’s a lot untapped potential that gets left behind when you declare the twins, separately or together, as All One Thing

they’re descended from half the noble houses of beleriand, and they have deep personal ties to most of the rest. they belong to all of the free peoples even the dwarves, somehow, probably and i feel like that was kind of the old man’s point? so many peoples meet in them, to say they wholly belong to any one species is probably an oversimplification

they sit at a crossroads of potential identities, and rather than narrowing down their worldviews to one single path, they take the hard road and choose all of them. that’s what you need to do, if you want to change the world

and, to bring this back to my ostensible topic, in my estimation at least this mélange of possible selves does include them as fëanorians! it’s not overpowering, but it’s certainly there, and the adults they grow into long after they’ve left the host still bear influence from their childhood

nothing super obvious, nothing that wouldn’t stand out if you didn’t know what to look for, but there’s something almost incandescent in how fiercely elros reaches out for his dreams

there’s something almost defiant in elrond’s drive to be as kind as summer

as for who they publically claim as their family... honestly, it depends. while it’s usually more tactically prudent for elros to connect himself to his various human ancestors, on occasion he does find a use for his free in with the elf mafia, and elrond, code switcher par excellence, is famously the son of whoever is most politically convenient at the moment, which is rarely, but not never, maglor

(in the privacy of their own minds, well, eärendil and elwing may have been the parents elros was supposed to have, but maglor was the parent he actually had, and elros doesn’t particularly care to mope over what might have been. elrond, for his part, figures that after all the shit maglor has put him through, the least that bastard owes him is a father)

but honestly? i think before any of their mountain of identities, before thinking of themselves as sindarin or gondolindel or hadorian or haladin or fëanorian or anything, elrond and elros identify as themselves

they are peredhil, they are númenóreans, they are whoever they make themselves to be. that’s how elrond finally resolved his identity, figured out who he was and found something past the pain and the rage

he wasn’t doriathrin, or gondolindrin, or falathrin, or fëanorian, or whatever else. he was elrond, no more and no less

and that person, elrond, could be whatever he chose to be

... elros came to a similar conclusion, with much less sturm und drang that he’s willing to admit. being able to go ‘hey, i can’t possibly be biased towards any one of your cultures, because i’m descended from all of you and i was raised by murderelves’ makes it a lot easier to unite people around your personal banner, turns out

the stories other people tried to force on them shattered into pieces, and the peredhel twins were free to shape themselves into anything they could dream of

and as the new world struggles alive, these lost children of an Age of death begin to bloom into their full glorious selves -

i just. i love the poetry of that. despite every single shadow that hangs over their past, despite all the clashing notes pulling them apart, they harmonise it all into a greater, kinder theme, determined to make their world a better place in whatever way they can

they fail, of course, but so do all things. the inevitable march of entropy doesn’t diminish the long millennia they (and their descendants) held onto the light

and their growing up in the fëanorian host definitely had a huge effect on the noble lords they became. you can see it in elros’ loud ambition to create a land of happiness and hope, elrond’s quiet resolve to heal all the hurts inflicted by this marred reality

it wasn’t a perfect time by any means, but neither was it a nightmare. it was what it was, a desperate existence at the edge of a knife where, nevertheless, they were loved

even after years upon decades upon centuries have passed, it’s hard for the wise king and the honourable sage to separate out and identify all the conflicting emotions swirling around their childhood. they never knew eärendil or elwing, true, but they also never really knew maglor

not as equals, not as adults, not as people who could truly understand him. he disappeared into the fog of history, leaving only childhood memories of razor-sharp, gentle hands

it’s messy and it’s complicated and getting any real closure would be like shoving their way through a thornbush with bare hands even if elrond could find the shithead, and yet at the core of it all, there is light. not the brightest of lights, maybe, but an enduring one

that contrast, above all, that note of warmth amidst the shadows, is what fascinates me so much about their relationship. three screwed up people in a screwed up world, finding a little peace with each other

and the fact that somehow, it does have a good ending - the children grow up magnificent and compassionate and just, they become exemplars of all their peoples, lodestars of the new world born out of the ashes of the old - that makes it seem to me like this relationship must have contained some fragment of happiness

but, fuck, all the darkness that surrounds that love, all the tangled-up emotions its existence necessitates, all the prefabricated self-identities it can never slot into - nothing about it is simple, nothing about it is easy, and i find that utterly enthralling. especially how, despite everything, that flickering light never goes out

well, i don’t think it does, anyway. my take on this relationship is both complicated enough no one else ever quite gets it right and well-defined enough every single ‘error’ in other people’s interpretations sticks out like a kinslayer in rivendell

it is an entirely self-inflicted problem, i will admit. other people are allowed to interpret those complexities differently from me, and it’s entirely my own fault i lack the :waves hands around nebulously: to write my own hypothetical fic on the subject at a pace faster than glacial

still, though. i do wish there was more fic out there that engaged with these complexities. a lot of the common fandom interpretations of this relationship just sweep it all away

[iminye]

Characters:

Maedhros

Húrin

Fingolfin

Maeglin

-@outofangband

Ui that's a lot of characters! This post is going to be long but thank you for the ask @outofangband !

Maedhros - I have mentioned it somewhere before but I don't see Maedhros as someone who particularly likes social gatherings or talking to strangers, talking in front of a crowd, being vocal about things that he isn't really interested in. He likes being crown prince, he likes sitting in court and listening to debates, he likes debating when he knows he can contribute something useful but when he is forced to hold a speech on a topic he knows nothing about? He gets so nervous. Maglor has written most of his speeches and he always needs a lot of encouragement from Fingon before he steps on stage. After his capture he just doesn't care about stuff like this anymore, Maglor holds most of his speeches for him. He really hates the sound of his own voice and wants to hear himself speak as little as possible.

Húrin - Húrin tried to befriend Maeglin in Gondolin and he tried really hard. While Huor latched onto Idril and let her guide him through the elven city, being the best possible father-in-law without even knowing it, Húrin did his best to get closer to Maeglin. He saw a frightened, orphaned child with trust issues and he just wanted to adopt help him. He wanted to make Maeglin understand that there are people who wanted to be close to him as a person not as a prince and well he wanted to help him get over the traumas from his childhood. If they had more time with eachother I'm sure he would've succeeded. Húrin probably would've smuggled him out of Gondolin somehow and Maeglin would've become Turin's big brother or something.

Fingolfin - When Fingolfin was a young teen he visited Míriel in Lórien once. He just wanted to see the woman his half brother missed to this day and that still sometimes was the talk of castle gossip. Nothing happens during this first visit, he doesn't even find the energy to stay for long but from time to time he returns and talks to her. He just let's out all of his feelings and his frustration, talks about the things he would never mention in front of his parents and it really helps him. Míriel may not have been his mother but she is like an anchor for him when the world around him becomes too much. She waits for him in the halls when he dies and holds him for awhile, talks to him and answers all the questions he ever asked her while sitting by her side.

Maeglin - Maeglin doesn't love Idril in a romantic way, he doesn't want to marry her or have children with her, he just loves her. It's a very pure form of love, a child's love. Aredhel always portrayed Idril as the kindest and most wonderful person in the world in her stories and Maeglin wished as a child for her to be his friend. She was in his mind his best friend, his guiding star. In Gondolin however his behaviour around her, which was awestruck and just full of admiration, this was kind of misinterpreted as obsessive love. So when Idril rejects his attempts at becoming friend (which are very clumsy because HE NEVER HAD A FRIEND BEFORE) he slowly resents the real Idril. The story Idril remains the one he still wishes was his friend however.

[argonapricot]

all of them

ALEX THERE ARE TWO HUNDRED OF THESE PLS

200: My crush’s name is: Nupur199: I was born in: is this asking for time or place198: I am really: too tired to be dealing with this rn197: My cellphone company is: verizon I think196: My eye color is: brown. like 20% hazel-ish if you squint195: My shoe size is: 9 1/2194: My ring size is: uh193: My height is: 5′5″192: I am allergic to: capital pi191: My 1st car was: lol190: My 1st job was: working as a Hebrew teacher? That is. Still my job.189: Last book you read: Invisible Man for school, Adaptation by Melinda Lo outside of it, and I’m currently working on a book written about Tolkien.188: My bed is: A CASTLE IT’S THE BEST BED OKAY187: My pet: Sasha and Maya, the bestest cats186: My best friend: “””””””””””””””””you”””””””””””””””””” that’s a lie it really is you

185: My favorite shampoo is: I use Pantene but like. I don’t really think of shampoo in terms of favorites?184: Xbox or ps3: what are those183: Piggy banks are: c u t e182: In my pockets: money, quarters, this one teabag that I keep forgetting to do anything with, and occasionally small wrappers.181: On my calendar: your birthday!180: Marriage is: classy179: Spongebob can: sponge the bobs but can he rob the mobs?178: My mom: a great and good and amazing mom177: The last three songs I bought were? Three individual movements of Johan de Meij’s Lord of the Rings symphony176: Last YouTube video watched:175: How many cousins do you have? 4174: Do you have any siblings? 1173: Are your parents divorced? nope172: Are you taller than your mom? yup171: Do you play an instrument? DO I EVER170: What did you do yesterday? sure as heck not any calculus homework[ I Believe In ]169: Love at first sight: I thought I did, until yesterday 3168: Luck: Yeah?167: Fate: I mean idk166: Yourself: “””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””sure””””””””””””””””””””””165: Aliens: I believe in the possibility, I’ve never pretended to know!164: Heaven: I wish I did more than I do163: Hell: nah162: God: *waves my hands in a squiggly agnostic way* not in like a biblical sense but in a unifying connect-y energy in everything idk161: Horoscopes: I mean I believe in them as concepts like. They exist. That’s a thing. I don’t buy into them but I like them all the same.160: Soul mates: 159: Ghosts: nnnnnah158: Gay Marriage: HELL YEAH157: War: not in so many words156: Orbs: what155: Magic: the elf sitting in my computer says yes[ This or That ]154: Hugs or Kisses: hugs153: Drunk or High: drugs are bad152: Phone or Online: Are these mutually exclusive? Online151: Red heads or Black haired: BOTH I mean red heads bc maedhros but I find both very attractive150: Blondes or Brunettes: brunettes all the way149: Hot or cold: how cot or how cold?148: Summer or winter: mmmeh147: Autumn or Spring: autumn!146: Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla!145: Night or Day: night as a concept, day as a time when I’m awake144: Oranges or Apples: apples. unless we’re talking clementines or mandarins here in which case...143: Curly or Straight hair: shrug?142: McDonalds or Burger King: I only eat organic kale cubes141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: dark chocolate what sort of a rigged survey is this (but okay I like all chocolates they are all good and great)

140: Mac or PC: ...............mac139: Flip flops or high heals: neither gross sneakers are good138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: I love how it’s not even pretty and poor but “sweet”, like what kind of asshole would say ugly and rich and have that be an official statement that they make.137: Coke or Pepsi: I don’t like fizzy drinks136: Hillary or Obama: I’m going to cry135: Burried or cremated: planted into a tree134: Singing or Dancing: BOTH133: Coach or Chanel: what does this mean132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: who are these people131: Small town or Big city: Once upon a time I would’ve said small town, but these past two years I’ve really come into my own as a citygirl.130: Wal-Mart or Target: target ofc129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: uh128: Manicure or Pedicure: I don’t have nails127: East Coast or West Coast: I mean I feel like I kind of have to say east126: Your Birthday or Christmas: my birthday lol christmas is. not a thing. that I celebrate.125: Chocolate or Flowers: I’ve always thought flowers were the cutest, but I’ve also always wanted chocolate the most124: Disney or Six Flags: Disney I guess? I’ve been to neither123: Yankees or Red Sox: what are sports[ Here’s What I Think About ]122: War: really really fucked up and unfortunate121: George Bush: which george bush120: Gay Marriage: I don’t have specific thoughts on this it’s just a thing that should be a thing that I want to be a thing119: The presidential election: let’s not118: Abortion: I think I would have a hard time getting one personally, but I would never presume to speak for everyone.117: MySpace: sure is a website116: Reality TV: oh you mean the sitcomarillion?115: Parents: parents in general? Or my parents? My parents are the best most understanding loving parents and I’m really lucky to have them114: Back stabbers: “””””pals””””””113: Ebay: a party112: Facebook: I sure don’t use that consistently. I only really made my account to check in with my mom’s account.111: Work: should be FUN AND LIFE ENRICHING WOA110: My Neighbors: a okay109: Gas Prices: priced108: Designer Clothes: designed107: College: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH LETS NOT106: Sports: ew105: My family: I LOVE MY FAMILY104: The future: L E T S  N O T[ Last time I ]103: Hugged someone: I just hugged Benjamin goodnight a moment ago102: Last time you ate: I had eggs for dinner101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile:100: Cried in front of someone: the real question is when is the last time I DIDNT cry in front of someone?99: Went to a movie theater: To see Hidden Figures the day after it came out!!98: Took a vacation: for a given value of “taken”...97: Swam in a pool: I honestly can’t remember96: Changed a diaper: Have I ever changed a diaper?95: Got my nails done: That one and only time at Lena’s birthday party where Elizabeth made me even though I didn’t want to.94: Went to a wedding: I can’t remember right now I’m too tired93: Broke a bone: 7th grade. Clarissa was there.92: Got a peircing: I got my ears pierced in fifth grade?91: Broke the law: I stole a firetruck to go to starbux90: Texted: 500 years ago in Vampire Scotland[ MISC ]89: Who makes you laugh the most: u88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: I can’t think about this or I will cry87: The last movie I saw: Hidden Figures86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: going to Starbucks85: The thing im not looking forward to: calculus examinations84: People call me: Buttermay83: The most difficult thing to do is: answer all these questions in one go82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: what’s driving81: My zodiac sign is: capricorn!80: The first person i talked to today was: My cat?79: First time you had a crush: You already know this leave me alone78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: sometimes you and sometimes Benjamin but mostly JRR Tolkien77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: that time you said “I want an oreo” in class today76: Right now I am talking to: my own exhaustion75: What are you going to do when you grow up: gay marry74: I have/will get a job: what is this even asking73: Tomorrow: Thursday72: Today: Wednesday71: Next Summer: pre-college screaming70: Next Weekend: pre your birthday excitement!69: I have these pets: Sasha and Maya, the bestest cats68: The worst sound in the world: Dr. Propst67: The person that makes me cry the most is: Uzuki Kakinuma66: People that make you happy: lots of people, you know the people65: Last time I cried: :}64: My friends are: the actual absolute best friends in the world63: My computer is: trying its best62: My School: has a fire microwave GK GK WE ALL WE GOT61: My Car: what’s a car60: I lose all respect for people who: are in robotics59: The movie I cried at was: the singular movie???? who does this survey think I am?58: Your hair color is: dark brown!57: TV shows you watch: the Uzuki Files56: Favorite web site: mspadventures obviously55: Your dream vacation: to middle earth yes hello54: The worst pain I was ever in was: when I last gave birth to my uterus and almost died53: How do you like your steak cooked: medium rare?52: My room is: smallish, messish, comfy51: My favorite celebrity is: Yuna Kim50: Where would you like to be: in bed49: Do you want children: we’ve discussed this. I go back and forth48: Ever been in love: ye47: Who’s your best friend: this was literally already asked46: More guy friends or girl friends: what are guys45: One thing that makes you feel great is: not having to answer 200 questions in a row44: One person that you wish you could see right now: Uzuuuuuuuki43: Do you have a 5 year plan: nnnnnup42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: we started one at least?41: Have you pre-named your children: HAVE I EVER40: Last person I got mad at: horst39: I would like to move to: bed38: I wish I was a professional: bed. I mean artist[ My Favorites ]37: Candy: Reeses36: Vehicle: bus35: President: Guiney34: State visited: California sounds so cliche but. I mean.33: Cellphone provider: idc32: Athlete: Yuna Kim31: Actor: *mumbleslumbles*30: Actress: too many to choose from help29: Singer: selena gomez obvious28: Band: selena gomez and the slene27: Clothing store: my mom’s closet26: Grocery store: Publix25: TV show: Galavant, Stranger Things, Community in the earlier seasons...24: Movie: I watched Boy Meets Girl lately and it was Fantastic23: Website: fernferction.dert.nert22: Animal: snow leopard21: Theme park: harry potter. world.20: Holiday: Tubishvat19: Sport to watch: ice skating18: Sport to play: night tennis17: Magazine: Elves Weekly16: Book: let’s not open this can of worms I need to go to bed15: Day of the week: tuesday14: Beach: all beaches are great13: Concert attended: Midori performing the Mendelssohn left a really lasting impression on me forever12: Thing to cook: eggs11: Food: eggs10: Restaurant: Tuk Tuk Thai Loft 9: Radio station: GPB OBVIOUSLY8: Yankee candle scent: wat7: Perfume: no6: Flower: azalea5: Color: jewel tones4: Talk show host: Stephen Colbert3: Comedian: andrew hussie2: Dog breed: cats1: Did you answer all these truthfully? of course

I hope this satisfies u u hellspawn

[coopsgirl]

I have no problem calling Maedhros 'daddy' 😛

Turgon: Hey Maedhros, did you get my report?

Maedhros: Yeah, I looked it over. Nice work. 

Turgon: Good. Thanks, dad. 

Maedhros: ...

Fingon: ...

Celegorm: ...

Aeredhel: ...

Turgon: Why is everyone staring at me?

Fingon: You just called Maedhros ‘Dad’. You said, ‘Thanks, dad.’

Turgon: What? No, I didn’t. I said, ‘Thanks, man.’

Maedhros: Do you see me as a father figure?

Turgon: No. If anything, I see you as a bother figure ‘cause you’re always bothering me. 

Aredhel: Hey! Show your father some respect.

Turgon: I didn’t call him dad!

Maedhros: No, no-no-no. I take it as a compliment. 

Finrod: It’s not a big deal. I called my ex ‘mom’ once.  

Turgon: Guys, jump on that. Finrod has psycho-sexual issues. 

Aredhel: Old news. But you calling Maedhros ‘daddy’-

Turgon: Hey, ‘daddy’ is not on the table here. 

Celegorm : But you did call him ‘dad’, dude.

Turgon: You shut up, you’ve done nothing but lie since you got here. 

Celegorm: Alright, alright, I was lying about the hold-up, but that thing... that happened. 

Turgon: Aha! He admitted that his alibi was a lie. It was a trap. All part of my crazy, devious plan.

Maedhros: I believe you.

Turgon: Thank you.

Maedhros : ...kid

Turgon: ...

Maedhros: You wanna talk about it later, over a... game of catch?

Turgon ...I’d like that...