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ห เฃช .Giving Them The Silent Treatmentห เฃช .
Headcanon: Amras, Argon, Angrod, Egalmoth, Gil Galad
Synopsis: In which they attempt to end the silent torture via their skillful methods.
หโโง๊ฐแ Amras โ ๐ฏ๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐
๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐.
Amras walked softly into the room, glancing at you with a mixture of curiosity and concern. The silence between you was heavy, each of his attempts to break it met with your determined silence. โAre you still angry with me?โ he asked gently, his voice barely more than a whisper.
You turned away, unable to meet his eyes, leading to him approaching, and sitting down beside you on the bed. The warmth of his presence was comforting, even though you still refused to speak.
โI know Iโve made mistakes,โ he continued, reaching out to gently touch your hand. โBut I want to make it right. Please, let me try.โ
Reaching into his pocket, he produced a small, delicate flower, its petals a soft shade of blue. With a smile, he tucked it behind your ear, his fingers brushing your cheek with a tenderness that made your heart flutter. โYou know,โ he began, his voice laced with sincerity, โthis flower reminds me of how I feel about you. Itโs rare and beautiful, just like you.โ
His eyes met yours, filled with an earnest hope. There was softness in his gaze and sincerity in his voice as they broke through your stubbornness. Turning to him, your eyes reflected a mixture of frustration and affection.
โWhy do you have to be so charming?โ you finally spoke, your voice softening.
Amrasโs face broke into a relieved, affectionate smile. โBecause Iโm in love with you,โ he said, leaning closer. โAnd Iโd do anything to see you smile again.โ
You couldnโt help but smile back, feeling the warmth of his love melting away your stubbornness.
หโโง๊ฐแ Argon โ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐.
His usually bright and cheerful demeanour dimmed with each moment of your silence. โAre you really not going to talk to me?โ he asked, his voice tinged with desperation. You on the other hand, remained silent, your eyes focused on anything but him.
He pouted, his lips forming a perfect, sorrowful curve. โYou know I hate it when you do this,โ he whined, but you stood firm, arms crossed.
Trying everything he could think of to get your attention, he started by bringing you your favourite flowers and holding them out with an apologetic smile. And when you didnโt respond, heโd place them gently on the table next to you, hoping their fragrance would soften your irritation.
โPlease, just talk to me,โ he pleaded, his voice almost a whisper while you remained silent with your aching heart.
Next, he tried to make you laugh, performing exaggerated antics and telling jokes that usually had you in stitches. But today, you didnโt even crack a smile, urging his frustration to grow as he huffed, running a hand through his hair in exasperation.
Finally, he resorted to his last tactic: sheer stubbornness. He followed you around, a constant presence, or rather, a pest, at your side, refusing to leave you alone. โIโll stay right here until you talk to me,โ he declared, his tone both petulant and determined.
You sighed inwardly. His persistence was endearing, and you knew you couldnโt hold out forever. With a soft smile, you turned to him and said, โYouโre more annoying than you give yourself credit. You do know that?โ
His face lit up with relief and joy. โAh, you had finally spoken! Iโm sorry,โ he said quickly, wrapping his arms around you. โI promise Iโll do better. Just please, donโt ever stop talking to me again.โ
โFine then, I wonโt ignore you,โ you whispered. โHowever, because Iโm still upset, no cuddling for a while.โ
หโโง๊ฐแ Angrod โ ๐ท๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐, ๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐ ๐๐๐.
The silence between you and Angrod had stretched for days. You sat in the common room of your shared quarters, reading a book while deliberately ignoring his attempts to bridge the gap. Each time he approached, you responded with nothing more than a silent nod or a hum, your eyes never leaving the pages.
Angrod tried to mask his frustration, though his usual easygoing demeanour was slipping. Heโd attempt small talk, casually asking about your day or mentioning something interesting heโd learned, but your responses remained minimal. It was clear he was struggling to decipher what had gone wrong.
But it wasnโt until you started sleeping on the sofa, leaving Angrod to his solitude in the bed, that the full weight of your silent treatment hit him. The normally calm and composed elf began to crumble. Heโd mutter to himself as he walked through the room, bumping into furniture and huffing with annoyance like an insane person.
When you finally noticed him pacing and mumbling, it was clear that the silence, while intended to make him reflect, was also gnawing at him more than youโd anticipated.
Hence why the next morning, you woke to find Angrod asleep on the sofa beside you, his face creased with worry and exhaustion, making him appear like a wrinkly old man.
โHey,โ you said, your voice warmer than intended. Angrod blinked open his eyes, seeing you with a mixture of relief and lingering frustration.
โAre you finally talโYes, my love,โ he answered, quickly, recollecting himself and rubbing his eyes to fully wake up before he said something out of turn.
You nodded, your heart softening as you took his hand. โYes, Iโm finally awake and ready to talk, but letโs have breakfast first. Youโre cooking though, so donโt burn anything.โ
หโโง๊ฐแ Egalmoth โ ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐.
Egalmoth paced the length of the garden, his usual composed demeanour replaced by visible frustration. You sat on a stone bench, steadfastly ignoring him, your gaze fixed on the blooming roses. It had been three days since youโd last spoken to him, and he was growing increasingly desperate.
โWill you please talk to me, my love,โ he said, his voice a mix of irritation and pleading. โThe silence is too loud.โ
Giving no indication that you heard him, maintaining your silence, Egalmoth sighed heavily, rubbing his temples. โIโd rather you punish me any other way than this silent treatment,โ he muttered under his breath, loud enough for you to hear.
His words hung in the air, but you remained calm which caused him to huff in frustration and storm off, leaving you alone with your thoughts. Minutes later, the sound of a clatter reached your ears, and you glanced over to see Egalmoth sprawled on the ground with a nearby ladder and several fallen books scattered around him.
โCurse this clumsiness,โ he groaned, holding his ankle. Your heart clenched, but you forced yourself to remain seated.
Egalmothโs eyes met yours, and for a moment, you saw a flash of genuine painโnot just from his injury, but from your silence. He had gone out of his way to create a situation where you had no choice but to speak with him, even if it meant injuring himself.
You stood up, your stubbornness wavering. As you approached, he winced, clearly in discomfort. โAre you alright?โ you finally asked, unable to maintain your silent treatment any longer.
Relief washed over his face despite his pain. โI will be, now that youโre talking to me,โ he said, his voice softer. โIโve missed your voice more than you know.โ
You sighed, kneeling beside him to assess his injury. โYouโre impossible,โ you murmured, but there was no anger in your toneโonly a reluctant affection.
Egalmoth smiled, reaching out to gently touch your hand. โAnd youโre everything to me,โ he replied, his eyes filled with love. โNever leave me in silence again.โ
You nodded, helping him to his feet. โJust donโt hurt yourself next time,โ you said, your voice laced with a mixture of exasperation and fondness.
โIโll try,โ he promised, leaning on you for support. โBut only if you promise to talk to me.โ
You couldnโt help but smile, shaking your head. โDeal.โ
หโโง๊ฐแ Gil Galad โ ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐
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๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
Gil-galad found you in the garden, the serene beauty of the flowering landscape contrasting with the cold silence you were giving him. For days, you had been distant, offering only curt nods and avoiding eye contact. He respected your space, but it was beginning to wear on him. He approached cautiously, his expression a mix of concern and gentle resolve.
โIs there an limit on words, or have I simply been unlucky in conversation?โ he asked, attempting a lighthearted tone. He knelt beside you, his gaze searching your face for any sign of the warmth that once was there.
You remained silent, focused on the vibrant petals of a nearby flower. Gil-galad sighed, sitting down beside you. โIf this is some form of punishment, I must say, Iโm terribly uninitiated,โ he continued, his voice softening. โBut Iโd very much like to understand whatโs troubling you, or at least, share a smile.โ
He reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch gentle and reassuring. โTell me what Iโve done wrong. Even a King can be humbled by the silence of someone he holds dear.โ
The sincerity in his voice finally broke through, bringing your eyes to meet his, and your vexation melting away gently.
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[What Amras hears from the other room]
Y/n: My lord, I'm not sure what would be a wise decision-
(Loud crashing noises)
Amras, rushing in: Y/n!? Love!? Are you okay!?
Y/n:
Y/n: Lord Oberon is being a homewrecker. Literally. >:(
Lord Oberon, the cat: :3 (acting innocent beside a broken vase and cracked window)
Y/n, talking to Oberon: My lord, you must calm down. Would you like catnip? Would you-
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Ambarussa for day 6 of @feanorianweek!
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An idea I had a while back that I finally sketched out
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Pretty Negotiators
Ambarussa x Vanifinwe
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Vanifinwรซ came running down the hallway as she spied Ambarussa walking into the household, squealing with excitement as she bounced and skipped in her run. A big beaming grin on her face, bringing the two from their conversation to see her coming full speed right at them. Pityafinwรซ leaned down to hold out his arms and lift her from the floor.ย
โVani! It is so good to see you!โ Pityo said and Vanifinwรซ threw her arms around his neck as she hugged her hanyo snugly.ย
โI misseded you so much!โ Vanifinwรซ said to her Pityo before pulling away from him and leaning towards Telufinwรซ, who reached to take her from Pityafinwรซ. Her arms also came around his neck to hug him close to her, and Telufinwรซ rubbed her back tenderly as he held her.ย
They had been gone on a hunting excursion for the last couple of weeks, missing out on a lot of the excitement that was going on in the household. So had Tyelkormo but Vanifinwรซ had seen her Tyelko already, who promised her that Pityo and Telvo would play with her when they got home.ย
โWill you guys play with me?โ Vanifinwรซ asked, Nelyafinwรซ was busy with their grandfather and Atya. Makalaure was gone for a recital today, and Carnistir was particularly in a mood now that Tyelkormo was back. And Curvoโฆ Well Curvo never wanted to play with Vanifinwรซ. At least, not in the ways she wanted to play.ย
โOf course we will nesa! We will have lots of fun together and everything!โ Pityafinwรซ said not thinking about what she might have up her sleeve, and they both watched as a big and happy grin spread across her face at the idea that they were going to come and play with her.ย
โYAY!โ Vanifinwรซ squealed out, clapping her hands together and the twins began to chuckle at her reaction. The little one began to wiggle out of Telufinwรซโs hold, forcing him to set her down and she was quick to grab both of their hands and begin to try and drag them along.ย
โWhat are we going to play, Vani?โ Telufinwรซ asked her and Vanifinwรซ thought for a long moment as they began their trek through the halls to her bedroom. Where there the games could begin and Vanifinwรซ had the perfect game in mind. She needed their help with talking to Tyelkormo and she was going to make them extra pretty for the occasion.ย
โItโs a secret.โ She whispered out to him, as she continued to drag them down the halls, the pair only exchanged a look between one another. They had an inkling as to where this was going and she didnโt want to get rejected. Both of them sighed out softly knowing that makeup was going to be involved undoubtedly.ย
They only silently continued their trek through the hallway, both of them deciding it was best not to argue with her whims and desires seeing as she had been without them for so long. Before the finally came to her bedroom door, for it to open and there they saw chaos in her room. Stuffing was everywhere, dolls were torn apart, it looked as though her room had been ransacked, and the only thing that seemed to be safe was King Rabbit that she had Nelyo put up high when she left the room this morning. Knowing this was going to happen.ย
โVani? What happened to your room?โ Pityafinwรซ asked as she continued to lead them in before letting go of their hands and pointing to the chairs for them to sit in. Both brothers exchanged another glance between one another and sighed out moving to pick up the knocked over chairs and sitting down in them. While Vanifinwรซ came over to her dresser to start pulling makeup out of it, before she came over to them with a palette in hand and stopped in front of them.ย
โI needs to make you pretty, so you can talk to Tyelko.โ Vanifinwรซ said beginning her explanation as she dug her finger into a copper shade on the palette and came to Telufinwรซ to smear it all over his eyelids.ย
โAnd why do we need to talk to Tyelko? What does it have to do with your room?โ Telufinwรซ asked her as she continued- generously- applying copper eyeshadow to his lids. Vanifinwรซ paused and sighed as Telufinwรซ opened his eyes,ย
โBecause his puppies keeps getting in here and tearing up my stuffs.โ She said to him, before she moved over to Pityafinwรซ and dug her finger around in a deep chocolate brown shade and Pityo closed his eyes.ย
โHave you tried talking to him about it Vani?โ Pityafinwรซ asked her and Vanifinwรซ began to nod her head as she drug her finger over his eyelids and smearing the brown around wildly over his eyelids. Telufinwรซ only began to snort at the mess she was making on his twins face, at least now people would be able to tell them apart for a short period of time,ย
โYes, and he says I should just keeps my door closed. But Amme wonโt let me close my doors โcause I canโts open it by myself.โ Vanifinwรซ said to him, and pulled away to march right back to her dresser indignantly, Pityafinwรซ shot Telufinwรซ a glare for his snorting. But it didnโt last long as he began to crack up at the copper bits all over his face too. At least he wasnโt the only one who looked crazy.ย
Vanifinwรซ marched back over with a blush brush in hand and a palette of blush๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ or maybe bronzer as Amme had called it before. They knew enough about makeup now thanks to Vanifinwรซ and what little bit their Amme used,ย
โWell thatโs not very fair.โ Telufinwรซ said with a frown as he watched Vanifinwรซ swirl the brush into the bronzer before she started on Pityafinwรซโs cheeks, applying a heavy orangey brown to his cheeks, and jaw and temple. None of it blended in so he just had spots of โtanโ applied to his face. Telufinwรซ grinned at the sight of him and his now orange face, oh this was just too good. Even if he knew he was next, it was hilarious to see what happened to his brother at Vanifinwรซโs hands.ย
โHow do I look, Vani?โ Pityafinwรซ asked her, and Vanifinwรซ paused to admire her work for a moment.ย
โVery tan.โ She said simply marching back to the dresser and pulling out a different palette of blush, this time it was absolutely a true orange. Telufinwรซ pulled his lips into a thin line as she dipped her brush in it and approached him and it was Pityafinwรซโs turn to begin chuckling at the sight of what was about to happen.ย
โWhy thank you, are you going to make Telvo tan?โ Pityafinwรซ asked, and Vanifinwรซ shrugged dragging the brush across his nose and cheeks.ย
โNo just blushes. But will you guys talk to Tyelko for me? Please?โ She asked as she pulled the brush away from his face and looked up at him with big pleading eyes. Telufinwรซ felt his heart swell before he looked to Pityafinwรซ and they both began to nod.ย
โYes Vani, we will talk to Tyelko for you.โ Telufinwรซ answered for both of them, and they both watched the way that she began to smile and jump up and down with excitement.ย
โThank you hanyoโs!โ She squeaked out and they both began to laugh at her excitement, and probably relief that an adult was going to speak with him. Even if they only had eighty years on her, they were still indeed older than she. Vanifinwรซ hurried to go and put the blush away, before she began to dig around for jewelry in another drawer.ย
Both twins held still as she attached clip on earrings and put necklaces over their head, layering so many that their necks felt heavy before she hurried off to her toy bin. Still they didnโt move, simply waiting to see what she would do, before she came out with a cape in each hand.
โHere put these on.โ She directed firmly and they both took a black cape from her hands. A cape that was only Vanifinwรซ sized, but that didnโt stop them from doing as she said.Tying the cape around their necks and making sure the little bit of it draped down their backs.ย
โHow do we look, Vani?โ Telufinwรซ asked, and Vanifinwรซ looked at them for a moment and hummed, placing a hand on her chin as her finger tapped her cheek. Her frilly pink gown swaying as she did so,ย
โBeautiful! You looks amazing!โ Vanifinwรซ finally decided bouncing in place for a moment, before she ran over to grab their hands and pull them up out of the chairs. The twins got up from their seats and let her pull them along out of the room and down the hallway. Vanifinwรซ didnโt say anything as she stood between them, holding each of their hands as they began to try and search for Tyelkormo.ย
It was no secret to those that worked on the estate that the Feanorian brothers were an absolute sucker for their littlest sister and let her draw all over their faces veryโฆ um well creatively. But all they did was smile and snicker as they passed them by, or got the occasional awe from the lady servants who found it so cute that theyโd indulge their little sister. It really was an endearing sight even despite how crazy and ridiculous the makeup looks might be.ย
Finally Vanifinwรซ could hear Tyelkormo talking to someone and she hurriedly began to pull them along with her right in his direction. There he stood talking to Curufinwรซ, his back to them but Curufinwรซโs eyes landed on Ambarussa and began to look them up and down, biting back the sneer at their appearance.ย
โTyelko!โ Vanifinwรซ said, bringing the ner to swivel around on the ball of his foot and look at his siblings, with a grin spreading across his face. Laughing at the sight of the โwell dressedโ twins, and Vanifinwรซ the little ring leader in the middle. Oh this had worked out better than he thought it would by talking Vanifinwรซ into asking them to play with her.ย
After all those weeks of being at her mercy it was nice to see that someone else was at her mercy for a change. His scalp felt relief at the sight of them, as did his face without having to wear anymore makeup.ย
โMy oh my Vanifinwรซ who do you have here?โ He chuckled folding his arms over his chest as Curufinwรซ took his place next to Tyelkormo. Vanifinwรซ didnโt smile though, she pursed her lips and scowled some at him. Making him quirk a brow up at her reaction.ย
โThese are my neragotiatorers.โ She said seriously, and it made Pityafinwรซ and Telufinwรซ begin to chuckle at her words. Trying to look serious as they cleared their throats and stood tall, nodding their heads in unison and in agreement of the little lady.ย
โNegotiators? For what? To talk to me?โ Tyelkormo asked with some surprise, seeing that they were going along with it. They only waited for Vanifinwรซ to nod her head again,ย
โYes, and theys can tell you why.โ She said matter-of-factly folding her arms over her chest, and the twins looked down at her before looking back to Tyelkormo.ย
โWell?โ He asked,ย
โWe have come to negotiate on behalf of the Lady Vanifinwรซ, and her bedroom.โ Telufinwรซ was the first to speak up as he oh so delicately steepled his fingers together. Pointing them in Tyelkormoโs direction, but he only raised his brows and began to shrug,ย
โAllow me to elaborate, your.. Creatures.. Are wreaking havoc on the young Ladyโs room.โ Pityafinwรซ said and then it clicked for Tyelkormo, they were talking about his dogs getting into her room. Tyelkormo began to shrug his shoulders at her โnegotiatorsโ words.ย
โSo close the door Vani.โ But Vani only stamped her foot down angrily and looked up at him in anger, but Telufinwรซ placed a hand on her shoulder.ย
โThe Ladyโs mother has prohibited her from shutting the bedroom door as it is too hard for the Lady to open it.โ Telufinwรซ said and Tyelkormo sighed out as he looked down at Vanifinwรซ who was staring intensely back at him.ย
โI see, that is a problem.โ Tyelkormo said nonchalantly, which only seemed to get a rise further out of Vanifinwรซ, but the twins kept her calm and relaxed. There was an air of reassurance that they were going to handle everything. That sheโd be okay and alright to not have to worry about whether or not Tyelkormo would agree or not.ย
โYes it is, and you should help out by agreeing to keep the creatures at bay. We donโt need to lose King Rabbit.โ At the mention of Vanifinwรซโs new stuffed animal that had saved him all those weeks ago from being at her mercy his face dropped. Recognizing immediately where this could go wrong, like he needed another one of his pups to destroy that Rabbit. Carnistir would kill him too if his hard work was torn up and their sister heartbroken again.ย
โAh a favor for not only Lady Vanifinwรซ but for King Rabbit too? Well why didnโt you say so? I suppose I can take extra care to make sure that the pups are confined to a certain part of the estate grounds and keep you and King Rabbit safe.โ Tyelkormo said to Vanifinwรซ who seemed to heave out a heavy sigh of relief at his words to know that sheโd not have to worry about the dogs anymore.ย
โThank you hanyo.โ Vanifinwรซ said in her relieved voice making everyone smile, though Curufinwรซโs eyes were on Ambarussa still and not their littlest sibling. He didnโt and couldnโt understand how Vanifinwรซ could manage to rope them into playing such games with her.ย
โJust one more final thing for negotiations, you should have to help pick up her room with our help of courseโฆ To make up for the atrocities.โ Telufinwรซ added, and Vanifinwรซ perked up tremendously and unfolded her arms to go and grab Tyelkormoโs hand. Who didnโt look enthused,ย
โYes! I need help! Please hanyo?โ She asked with big blue eyes, and Tyelkormo sighed out heavily and relented.ย
โAlright, alright. Fine. Iโll help.โ Vanifinwรซ released a shriek of a yay and began to pull Tyelkormo along quickly, practically running and making him speedwalk. Ambarussa only laughed and then playfully bowed to Curufinwรซ who began to scoff,ย
โWhy do you even let her bother? You two look ridiculous.โ Curufinwรซ asked, almost looking down his nose at Ambarussa in their ridiculous makeup and costumes. But it was there turn to wear a darker expression on their faces, always was he making some underhanded comment about Vanifinwรซ dressing them up. Neither understood why it mattered to him,ย
โAnd? Sheโs happy and thatโs what matters.โ Pityafinwรซ responded defensively, and Curufinwรซ shrugged at his words. Pocketing a small book that he usually kept on his person, a frown still on his lips as he looked his twin brothers over and their ridiculous makeup and costume.ย
โWell I can say with confidence sheโs never going to ensnare me in these childish games you all indulge her.โ He said with a snort, before he brushed past the both of them. Telufinwรซ ground his teeth at his words, before looking over at Pityo.ย
โI say we find a way to change that.โ Telvo said in a soft voice as Curufinwรซ grew out of earshot. Pityafinwรซ turned his head to look at his brother with a smile at this, oh that was a perfect idea.ย
โLetโs bring it up with Tyelko. After we help clean up the room as promised.โ Pityafinwรซ said, beginning to formulate a plan in his head. Theyโd have to talk to him when they were alone, if not Vanifinwรซ would proverbially spill the beans about the whole thing and ruin their chance to get back at Curvo.ย
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หโโง๊ฐแWhen You Dodge Their Kissesเป๊ฑ โงโห
Headcanon: Amras, Argon, Aegnor, Rog, Thingol

หโโง๊ฐแ Amras เป๊ฑ โงโห
Amras had been in high spirits that afternoon, the sun casting a golden glow over the gardens of Himlad. You were lounging on a plush bench beneath the shade of an ancient oak, enjoying the serenity of the moment. He had taken a seat beside you, his usual serious demeanour softened by a playful glint in his green eyes.
As the conversation meandered from topics of hunting to lighthearted banter, Amras leaned in, his lips curved into a teasing smile, clearly intent on stealing a kiss. With a mischievous glint in your eye, you leaned slightly away just as he approached. His lips met the air where your cheek had been moments before.
Amras raised an eyebrow, pretending to be oblivious as he leaned in again, this time aiming for the other cheek. You giggled and tilted your head, dodging his kiss once more, leading him to pout dramatically. โSo you want to play a game now?โ he asked, his voice a playful tease.
You continued to evade his attempts, each dodge accompanied by a burst of laughter from you. Amrasโs initial amusement gave way to a charming pout, his lower lip jutting out as he tried to hide his disappointment behind a mask of feigned seriousness. โWhen I catch you, youโll be sorry, arimelda,โ he said, his voice tinged with playful frustration.
However, he came to regret those words when you dragged out his attempts for much longer than he anticipated. The sounds of his grumbling and mutterings were far too loud, only fuelling you to frustrate him further by dancing out of his grasp and sticking your tongue out at him. โReady to give up, or youโre not that much of a sore loser?โ
โYou may regret those words when I get my hands on you, love,โ he exhaled before missing the opportunity to grab your arm. โI want my kiss, so you best come here.โ
Fortunately, after a few more failed attempts and your laughter echoing in the garden, you relentedโfeeling rather pitiful for himโand leaned in, letting him plant a soft, lingering kiss on your cheek. So easily did his pout melt into a satisfied smile, his eyes twinkling with affection. โThere,โ he said, his voice soft and content. โCaught you. I win.โ
โBecause I let you, otherwise you were going to cry,โ you teased.
หโโง๊ฐแ Argon เป๊ฑ โงโห
The day in Tirion was crisp and clear, with the gentle breeze rustling through the leaves as you and Argon strolled along a quiet path. His conversation was animated, full of stories from his recent scouting trips, but his eyes kept darting to you with an unmistakable glimmer of mischief.
As Argon spoke, he leaned in, his lips poised for a kiss. You, with a grin playing on your lips, deftly leaned away, causing his kiss to miss its mark. His expression shifted from playful to a feigned look of hurt. โAre you challenging me?โ he teased, his eyes sparkling with playful challenge.
Undeterred, Argon tried again, this time attempting to catch you off guard by leaning in from the other side. You shifted subtly, avoiding his kiss once more, and he let out a dramatic sigh. โHey, quit being difficult,โ he said, his tone a mix of amusement and mock frustration.
Each time he leaned in, you managed to dodge, and Argonโs pout grew more pronounced. His usually confident demeanour softened as he pretended to be hurt by your playful rejection. โHold still for a moment,โ he said, his voice dropping to a mock-serious tone. โOr Iโll bite you alongside all those kisses.โ
โOh, what a dreadful threat,โ you mocked with your hands to your face. โI feel terror in my bones.โ
โDonโt,โ he strained as he missed you by an inch and nearly crashed into the birdโs fountain, โtempt me, you little rascal.โ
Finally, with one last playful dodge, you relented after feeling sorry for his out of breath status, allowing him to catch you in a sweet, tender kiss. His pout immediately transformed into a radiant smile, and he pulled you into a warm embrace. โSee! That wasnโt so very hard you little cretin,โ he murmured, his voice filled with genuine affection. His arms wrapped around you, holding you close to prevent you from running off if you had any more bright ideas.
โOnly because you looked like you were out of breath.โ
หโโง๊ฐแ Aegnor เป๊ฑ โงโห
Aegnorโs sea-green eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in to kiss you, his lips curving into that charming smile that always made your heart skip a beat. But just as he was about to close the distance, you turned your head to the side, pretending to admire the landscape of Dorthonion. Blinking, momentarily taken aback, he chuckled softly.
โAdmiring the view, are we?โ he teased, his voice low and melodic, but you kept your gaze on the trees, feigning innocence.
He tried again, leaning in with a bit more determination, but you stepped away, pretending to adjust your hair. Aegnorโs smile faltered, and a small pout formed on his lips. He wasnโt used to being dodged like this, and you could see the wheels turning in his mind as he tried to figure out what you were up to.
For the third attempt, Aegnor placed a gentle hand on your waist, drawing you closer. โNow, where were we?โ he murmured, his voice carrying a playful edge. But just as he leaned in, you suddenly found something fascinating on the groundโa very interesting leaf that needed immediate inspection.
Aegnor groaned softly, his pout deepening. โAre you doing this on purpose?โ he asked, sounding adorably exasperated. His brows furrowed, and he crossed his arms over his chest, looking every bit like a sulking child.
You finally turned to face him, barely suppressing your laughter as you took in his pouty expression. "Whatever do you mean?" you asked, your voice full of feigned innocence.
He narrowed his eyes at you, clearly not buying your act. โYouโre too clever for your own good,โ he muttered, but his lips twitched, unable to stay serious for long.
Before he could protest further, you reached up and cupped his face, leaning in to press a soft, lingering kiss to his lips. Aegnorโs eyes fluttered shut, and when you pulled back, his pout had completely disappeared, replaced by a look of pure contentment.
โYouโre so annoying,โ he murmured against your lips, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. But there was no real frustration in his voice, just a warm affection that made your heart melt.
โOnly for you,โ you whispered, smiling up at him. Aegnor grinned, his earlier sulkiness forgotten as he kissed you again, this time with no interruptions.
หโโง๊ฐแ Rog เป๊ฑ โงโห
Rog, ever the patient one, had tried to kiss you at least three times that day, each time met with you deftly dodging his advances. The first time, youโd leaned back just as his lips were about to brush against yours, claiming you needed to stretch. The second time, youโd suddenly turned your head, pretending to notice something interesting in the distance. By the third attempt, Rog was beginning to catch on.
He leaned in again, slowly, as if giving you time to prepare for the kiss. But just as his lips were about to meet yours, you moved away, this time bending down to tie your already perfectly tied shoe. When you glanced up, Rogโs expression was a mixture of confusion and the slightest hint of a pout.
โIs there something more interesting than me?โ he asked, his deep voice tinged with mock seriousness. He wasnโt one to get easily flustered, but there was a glint of playful challenge in his eyes.
You stood up, shrugging nonchalantly. โWhat youโre talking about?" you innocently pouted, biting back a grin as you avoided his gaze once more.
Rog huffed softly, crossing his arms over his broad chest, his pout becoming more pronounced. โYouโre avoiding me,โ he accused, though the twinkle in his eyes betrayed his amusement.
You laughed lightly, pretending to be offended. โMe?! Avoid you? Never!โ
He stepped closer, towering over you, and leaned in again, this time with a determined look. โLetโs try this one more time then,โ he said, his voice a low rumble. But as he closed the distance, you quickly turned your head, causing him to kiss the air. Rog groaned, throwing his hands up in playful defeat.
โAlright, I surrender,โ he grumbled, though there was a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He sat down on a nearby bench, looking up at you with the most exaggerated, adorable pout youโd ever seen.
Your heart melted at the sight of this usually stoic warrior looking so adorably disgruntled. Finally, deciding youโd teased him enough, you walked over and sat beside him, gently taking his face in your hands. โOkay, okay, no more teasing,โ you said softly before leaning in and kissing him tenderly.
Rog let out a soft sigh of contentment, his hands coming up to rest on your waist as he deepened the kiss, savoring the moment. When you finally pulled away, he smiled at you, all traces of his pout gone.
โYou know, youโre lucky youโre so charming,โ he murmured, pressing another kiss to your forehead.
หโโง๊ฐแ Thingol เป๊ฑ โงโห
You had been seated beside Thingol, engrossed in a discussion about the latest festival preparations. His silver hair shimmered in the golden light, and his deep eyes were fixed on you with an affectionate gleam. With a gentle smile, Thingol leaned in, clearly intent on stealing a kiss.
A soft huff of frustration escaped him as he straightened up, his usually regal demeanour slipping as he pouted, just a little. You bit back a smile, enjoying how this mighty King of the Sindar, tall and majestic, could look so endearing when denied something as simple as a kiss.
โHave I done something, beloved?โ he asked, his deep voice laced with playful suspicion. There was a twinkle of mischief in your eyes, but you shook your head innocently.
โI donโt know. Did you do something wrong?โ you replied, keeping the twinkling of mischief brilliant in your eyes as you glanced up at him.
Thingol narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly unconvinced, but his pout deepened when you didnโt immediately lean in to kiss him back. He was starting to look more like an annoyed child than a dignified king, and it was impossible not to find it utterly charming.
He tried once more, this time determined to catch you off guard. He leaned in quickly, but you dodged him again, your laughter bubbling up at his exasperated sigh. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking every bit the sulking ruler who wasnโt getting his way. A little bit again, he stomped his feet.
With a soft smile, as you suppressed your laughter, you leaned closer to him, craning your neck to press a gentle kiss to his lips. Immediately, Thingolโs pout vanished, replaced by a pleased, almost smug expression as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close.
โNow youโre the one whoโs out here doing wrong things. Youโre being cruel,โ he murmured, his voice tinged with playful reproach. His eyes, however, betrayed the fondness he held for you, even as you continued to tease him.
Falling into a wheeze, you tossed your head backwards at his mini tantrum. โYou look as though youโre about to cry about it?โ
โWhat if I did?โ
โSee, that wasnโt so hard,โ he whispered against your lips, but the affection in his voice was undeniable. You laughed softly, resting your head against his chest as he finally got the kiss he had been so eagerly seeking.
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Y/n, cuddling their cat, reading, and singing quietly to themself (and the cat): Tears falling down at the party. Saddest little baby in the room. Fears, tell me fears, don't get me started. I get a little grey hair for every scare you share.
Amras, admiring from afar: :]
Y/n, only just noticing him and jumping: Ah! How long were you there??
โStanding? I'm not here at all, just continue your singing and pretend I don't exist.โ Leaning against the doorframe, he crossed his arms over his chest with a slight tilt of his head and a fond smile as he looked on.
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Imagine a 1st Age, Silmarils centred TV show!
Hereโs the House of Fรซanor and their pages in the credits.
In order of appearance: Fรซanor; Maedhros; Maglor; Caranthir, Celegorm and Curufin; Amrod and Amras
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The Sculptor in her Workshop, Unknown, Late Third Age, Tirion.
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The Return of the Lost Son, Unknown, Early Fourth Age, Tirion.
This is something of a companion piece to this Nerdanel character study (on AO3). In it, she sculpts her husband and sons as she feels them die across the sea, and she waits long ages for Maglor until he comes home.
(Makalaurรซ, standing still in the empty space that long awaited him, makes a better marble than live body.)
I think this is the most detailed piece I've ever done. I genuinely started it as "oh, I have a very vivid mind picture of this scene, I could do a little sketch!" and here I am about two weeks and 19 hours of painting later. I'm really proud of it, though.
Please reblog if you like it!


IDs (also in alt), details and more rambling under the cut.
[ID: Two digital paintings of the same room, a sculptor's workshop. In the first, Nerdanel, a light-skinned elf woman with long curly red hair, is working on an abstract sculpture in marble. Behind her are six marble life-sized statues: Fรซanor, brandishing a gem, Maedhros, with one hand missing, arms partly crossed, and after a gap, Celegorm, kneeling down to hold Huan, Caranthir, reading a book, Curufin, forging a dagger on an anvil, his arm raised to hammer it, and Ambarussa, holding each other. On the foreground right is a large stab of marble waiting to be sculpted. The second painting has the same background with the workshop and statues, with a more reddish tint as if it's sunset. The abstract sculpture has now replaced the slab of stone and in the middle, Nerdanel is kneeling in front of Maglor, as light-skinned elf with very long dark hair, holding his hand, while she has her other hand on her mouth. She is crying. Maglor is standing in the gap between the statues of Maedhros and Celegorm. The other pictures are details of the first two.]




The statues in order: Fรซanor, Maedhros, (Maglor), Celegorm&Huan, Caranthir, Curufin, Amrod and Amras. Feel free to zoom in, they are each pretty detailed.
This is the first time I've drawn any of the younger sons. I did Nerdanel and Fรซanor, Maedhros, Maglor and Celegorm before, each in slightly different AUs, but desiging Caranthir, Curufin and Ambarussa was fun!
Maedhros is missing his hand and has scars, because while Nerdanel never saw it, Finrod came to tell her what he looked like after Angband. She first sculpted him with his hand, though, so I imagine taking a hammer to it must have been... a specific sort of pain.
Curufin is a mix of Fรซanor and Celebrimbor, they all look like each other, but I headcanon that Fรซanor was more thin and wiry (though still strong), while Curufin was a bit buffer, as he focused more on large works (weapons and infrastructure) than jewellery, and Celebrimbor who was a teen/young adult in the war put up more fat once in Ost-en-Edhil, after many years of privation.
I can never settle on Caranthir's craft/occupation, but it's something bookish. As for Ambarussa, I think Nerdanel just wanted to remember them as happy youths, rather than attach them to any activity.
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Heraldic devices; Fรซanorions



Maedhros: It was quite a challenge to design Maedhros' device. He is the heir and therefore it must show, but it also have to contain his personality. Which I always interpreted as more elegant and simple, neat. I wanted to incorporate the motif of rose. Since I connect Maedhros (and Nerdanel) to roses. I wanted to incorporate both the star of Fรซanor and rose of Nerdanel.
I. the first picture shows the device of Maitimo as he used in Valinor
II. Maedhros after Fรซanor's death, high king of the Noldor in Beleriand. Used briefly of course. I believe it was designed by Maglor and he used it during Maedhros captivity. Maglor was not thrilled to be a king and so I can imagine he would use Maedhros' a lot. It has 16 points, just as Finwรซ's heraldic device.
III. Maedhros after his abdication, lord of Himring.. a lot of point for a lord, right? Fingolfin had 8 as well.


I. Makalaurรซ, I remember holly leaves were mentioned in Return to Aman (written by @cycas ). Since then they stuck in my head as Maglor's heraldic device. Of course they are golden. Picking themes for Maglor was not hard at all. The red circles are supposed to signify the berries of holly.
II. Maglor after Maedhros' capture. I am not sure if he was crowned the high king of the Noldor or not. He is not listed anywhere as one, it seems to me he managed to escape the kingship. After Maedhros' rescue, the golden circle was reduced in size as to not touch the sides. Maglor used this device in Beleriand and never used the Valinorean one again.

Celegorm, I was a little unsure what to choose, but it have not took me a long time to pick silver pine cone. I could not find any suitable animal-related theme, everything looked wuite ridiculous. I suppose even this look a little ridiculous. I was also unsure if I should go all the way and use the green or pick someting more inline with his siblings. However, Celegorm is odd one in the group really. He is Fรซanor's third son and still deserve distinct design, not to be confused with any other. 4 points obviously, his device follows the conventional rules.

Caranthir, oh Caranthir, I always have a problem with him. Caranthir is the one I do not know much about. I do not have headcanons about him, I just do not know. I could not pick anything personal for him and there are not informations about him. We know Celegorm, Amrod and Amras were hunters, Maedhros is the heir, Maglor is golden and musician, who is Caranthir? He is known for his temper, the dark Finwรซ.
I chose dark moody colours and many many stars. Instead of one central star he has 7 of them. His device is wuite formal. Of course the reason is that I did not know what to do with him. Yet what is the in-story reason? Maybe he used to have different device in Valinor, but began to use this one in Beleriand. He must have some very good reason to slap so many stars in. Maybe because he managed the trade, he used this neutral, formal and very "Fรซanor's son" screaming device?
I think that his Valinorean device might have some moths. Moths are suitable dark and moody.

Curufin, it was not hard to design. I wanted his device to be similar to Fรซanor's, yet it shall not outshine Maedhros. Technically the device break rules as there are 8 sides touching, but Curufin was never a king. I think the yellow can be ignored as a "point." After all the same motif is featured in Maedhros'. I wanted to reapeat the Maedhros theme, because although he is the oldest, Curufin is most similar to his father.
For Curufin I had chosen gems as symbols. I think diamnods are very fitting for him. I had it on my mind the entire time from the beginning. The question was only where I am going to place them. I think the inspiration by Fรซanor is also clear. I am not sure how Curufin felt about it later... he is always Atarinkรซ.
I have to do Celebrimbor too, but I think he had more than one device.


Amrod and Amras, I went a little wild with them. They are the youngest and therefore can have some fun. As such I chose more creative devices. Red maple for Amrod (because aesthetic, not really for the meaning) and oak for Amras. Oak is in many cultures regarded as the kingly tree. I think the devices are both similar enough and different enough to denote their relationship as twins while maintaining separate identities. Honestly Amros' device and Maglor's kingly Beleriand device are my favorites.
I would like to do Fingolfinwean and Finarfinwean devices as well, but I am not sure I'll have enough creativity in me.
Fingon & Turgon below!
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What do you think wouldโve happened if instead of the three Cs, Maedhros and Maglor had been the ones to fight Dior?
I mean we know theyโre much more skilled and less bloodthirsty and rash than the rest of their brothers. So hereโs an AU:
I think weโd see Mae and Mags come out on top, and assuming theyโre out of the main hall, the rest of their brothers would probably make it out of Doriath alive. Elured and Elurin make it out with Elwing.
With all seven still around and watching each otherโs backs, I imagine Sirion would be much the same, all all them surviving. The addition of Elwingโs brothers and their soldiers turning on them, *might* turn the tables just enough to kill a couple of Fรซanorions, probably Celegorm and Curufin who are still bitter about Luthien and Dior. But I feel itโs more likely due to inexperience, Elured and Elurin are killed, not necessarily by the Fรซanorions themselves.
The silmaril ends up with Elwing and we get the same situation of Maedhros and Maglor asking for it back and Elwing throwing herself off the cliff. Mae and Mags genuinely do not want to be here but the letters were refused and the Oath calls. Elwing probably knows her brothers were killed by word of mouth or seeing it herself and legged it.
Enter Elrond and Elros whoโd have a more interesting (and fun) time of things with 5-7 sons of Fรซanor around. Maedhros would back Maglor on caring for the twins though, less consumed by the oath with all his little brothers alive and kicking. And in canon he did go searching for Diorโs sons. Caranthir probably doesnโt really have an opinion on them, Amrod and Amras are willing to follow their brothersโ lead on things (also when are they ever gonna have a chance to see identical twins again. I think theyโd get along pretty well.) I donโt see any of them being particularly hateful towards the kids. Celegorm and Curufin seem to be most susceptible to the Oath and giving in to their nastier sides might be a bit more of a problem, but thereโs enough brothers to keep an eye on them. And I think theyโd warm up eventually, reluctantly though it may be. Curufin was a father first, remember, itโs more natural for him to care than not.
Safe to say by the time Elrond and Elros go to Gil Galad, theyโre very well trained in all manner of things ๐
As for the fate of the Fรซanorions, they wouldnโt go for the last ditch attempt Mae and Mags did. From the eldestโs perspective, thereโs too much to lose. I want to say the stones might be passed off to them, if only to prove a point, and whoever picks them up would no doubt be burned, but thereโs no suicides. Thereโs no endless lamentation.
In reality though thereโs probably still a battle by the chest, the oath awakened and clawing with the stones so close. There might be more of a push to bring them back to Valinor to stand trial, but theyโre a force to be reckoned with and Eรถnwรซ knows theyโd rather die than be dragged back. The Fรซanorions are let go with the stones, but instead of being tossed away as the Valar expect, the chest is kept and they go on.
With the oath mostly fulfilled much of the weight across their fรซa is gone, and Curufin and Celegorm head out to keep an eye on Celebrimbor. Elros might have a temporary tagalong in Maedhros and Caranthir (new kingdom needs someone with experience to get the economy up and running.) Maglor and both Ambarussa keep their distant eye on Elrond.
(Annatar didnโt expect the seven biggest pains in his Masterโs back to greet him at Eregionโs gate, two Silmarils in tow, burning him to the core. Celebrimbor doesnโt know whether to be horrified or thankful. Back in Lindon, Elrond - the one who tipped them off - is cackling and Gil Galad is Concerned TM but decides heโs better off not knowing. His cousins are insane on the best of days.)
Alternatively, Elured and Elurin perhaps remembering how reluctant Maedhros and Maglor were, how Maedhros pleaded with their father to just return the stone so this could all *end*, immediately send the silmaril back when the letter comes. Or maybe theyโre just cooler headed and see the logic of returning the stone. Things settle. The Valar do eventually get involved. Silmaril two and three are regained then reclaimed by the brothers as mentioned above. They might burn. They might reject the holders. But the oath is fulfilled and thatโs all that matters in the end.
#I love the idea of little Aragorn growing up with these guys visiting though#maedhros#maitimo#nelyafinwรซ#Maglor#makalaurรซ#celegorm#caranthir#curufin#Amrod#Amras#Ambarussa#feanorians#house of feanor#Doriath#elured#elurin#Elrond#Elros#silmarillion#silm hc#Silm au#silmarillion au#Tolkien#celebrimbor#Silmarils#I gotta stop posting so late expect minor edits for words ๐#Silm fic#ITHOF Writes
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"In later days [Amras and Amrod] were great hunters in the woods of Middle-earth; and a hunter also was Celegorm, who in Valinor was a friend of Orome, and often followed the Valaโs horn."
So, like, what kinds of hunting to do you the Ambarussa engaged in?
Celegorm 'followed Orome's horn'. Given what we know of Orome (his host, his horses, his dogs, the purging of evil monsters), I've always imaged the type of hunting these Elves and Ainur engaged was modeled after the Medieval mounted hunt.
Dogs chasing down on-foot game (deer, boar, wolves, foxes, badgers) while mounted riders followed with spears and bows (tho some considered bow hunting to be ignoble and an insult to the slain animal). Given Celegorm's canonical spear and bow use... safe bet.
It's important to note, though, that this manner of hunting was more ritual and sport than it was sustenance hunting. These enterprises were performed by the nobility as a past time with nice benefits, it was very well-organized and coordinated and /fancy/. They required an incredible amount of teamwork, preparation, and coordination, as well as grace and skill, so its no surprise someone could gain renown doing it, either in a leading or supporting role
Ambarussa don't follow Orome's horn. They aren't part of his host. And, in some texts, they are noted to be less 'great and renowed' hunters than Celegorm.
Given all this, I'd like to propose that Amrod and Amras engage in different types of hunting (of which there are many) in which they might have gained some renown, but wouldn't have been known as 'great' hunters as they weren't primarily interested in the pageantry and sport of the Hunt.
I like to think that Amrod was a very well-respected falconer and Amras was an excellent trap hunter.
Falconry was a common and highly respectable practice, wherein a falcon or hawk was trained to hunt waterfowl usually. Sometimes small animals. And heck, lets throw in that Amrod liked to train smaller dog breeds (terrier, spaniel) to hunt burrowing ground game. While Celegorm leans more spear, Amrod leans more bow.
Trapping was not really a 'sporting' type of hunting, it was hugely practical and, of course, takes more time (though all hunting takes time, in the kinds assisted by animals, you have the dogs or birds flush out the prey for you, rather than waiting for prey to come to you). And he fishes (fishing as we imagine it really pop up much until 15th century but shhh)! I imagine Amras enjoys setting traps before dawn, then going to fish for several hours before checking his traps and lines.
So there you go, they're very well accomplished hunters, but not in the way that big-game hunting Celegorm was skilled, and thus gained less renown for it.
#none of this is a knock on Celegorm in case that wasn't clear#he is my darling#takes incredible skill to be good enough at the Hunt to be known for it#but we're comparing pasttimes like Celegorm was a drafted football pro while in college A&A were on the rowing and tennis teams#less popular sports#lower stakes#amras#amrod#celegorm#tolkien#the silmarillion#tribble post
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Elven tattoo headcanons
I think tattoos will never be fully permanent for elves, they fade every hundred years, maybe they'll last a few hundred if your ink is of the highest quality & your tattoo artist is exceptional. It's not a flaw with the tattoos that they're never permanent permanent, elven biology just doesn't allow for it.
Miriel, being brilliant with a needle as ever & Finwe, who was a patron of the arts, invented tattoos in Cuiviรฉnen.
Most of the Minyar weren't so fond of them but they were appreciated by several of the Tatyar & Nelyar.
It started out as Finwe justโฆ painting on himself & his GF because why not? He started out using henna commonly used by his friend Elwe & the Teleri but he liked color so then he & Miriel decided to be โจexperimentalโจ & *boom* tattoos! He developed the ink & she learned how to work a needle in skin.
Finwe has one on his back that Miriel did right before she got pregnant with Feanor that he never let anyone touch it up after she died even though it was fading, until Feanor got older and asked for his dadโs permission to do it himself.
Miriel used to have a tattoo on her back as well like Finweโs but she didnโt get it redone after getting reembodied. She also used to have a few on her arms and legs and was overall quite bohemian before what happened, happened. She doesnโt regret co-creating tattoos but they donโt fit her anymore.
Feanor has 1 segmented tattoo along his collarbone. He has 2 stars about an inch tall/wide closest to his heart representing his parents, a slightly smaller but almost as big one near them representing himself, and seven even smaller ones trailing his left collarbone representing his sons.
Nerdanel doesnโt have tattoos, sheโs chill if her kids want them but theyโre personally not for her.
Fingolfin doesnโt have any for several reasons, they donโt fit him, heโs half Vanya & theyโre not really into tattoos, & they were partially invented by Feanorโs mother so itโs weird. Findis doesnโt have any for the same reasons.
Finarfin despite also being half Vanya & closer to that side of his family than Fingolfin, is actually open to them despite not having any yet. He just does not gaf about what other people think.
Earwen has a ton of aesthetically pleasing sea themed motifs on her body.
Fingon has an eagle tattoo.
Maedhros has the star of Feanor tattooed on him but thatโs it.
Maglor has a bunch of well put together gorgeous tattoos including both music motifs and symbols honoring his family like the Feanorian star and something for Elrond & Elros as well. They fade after he starts wandering the shores but he gets most of them redone in Valinor.
Celegorm used to have tattoos symbolizing Oromeโs hunt but he lets all of them fade away in middle earth. If he ever joined the hunt again after getting reembodied, I imagine he only ever got 1 more tattoo symbolizing Orome. Heโs accepted a part of his old life again but itโs not going to be the same.
Aredhel has a bow & arrow tattoo.
Curufin also has the star the Feanor & thatโs it.
Caranthir used to have some in the equivalent of his teenage years but cringes looking back at them. They didnโt actually look bad at all and were quite nice but he just gives off the impression of someone whoโd be unimpressed with his old self. He has none now.
Amrod & Amras get whatever theyโre feeling whenever theyโre feeling and change up their tattoos every couple centuries.
Galadriel has none because she thinks Feanor would feel smug if she did get them & she canโt let him be satisfied. (She loves henna though!)
Finrod has a bunch of different motifs representing all 3 of the clans that make up his heritage.
#silm headcanons#finwe#miriel#feanor#nerdanel#fingolfin#finarfin#earwen#finrod#galadriel#aredhel#fingon#maedhros#maglor#celegorm#caranthir#curufin#amrod and amras#silmarillion#the silmarillion
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