#beach hermit maglor

[leucisticpuffin]

This beach belongs to a seal colony; wary of disturbing them, Maglor climbs the rugged cliffs of the headland. Slim chance of finding a good place to settle down for the night here - the ground is rocky and the wind punishing, strong enough to steal the voice even of the Noldor's greatest singer.

He won't sleep, anyway. The pain in his burnt hand lingers, though the wound itself closed up some time ago. (He still keeps it bandaged, so he does not have to look at the mark the Silmaril left behind.) Tonight it flares bright as the myriad stars over the headland. The stars are almost beautiful enough to make up for Maglor's sleeplessness. Perhaps this is why his brother so often took the night watch, in long-ago Himring.

The wind is just as cold.

More of Maglor's Second Age wanderings. Based on a photograph of Flamborough Head in Yorkshire.

[sakasakiii]

not really a modern au but more like a weird future timeline thing where beach hermit maglor Hibernates™ all through the 2nd and 3rd ages & misses the last boats to Valinor.... thus resulting in him skulking about history until he ends up living among modern day humans haha?? the kicker is that he one day finds an abandoned baby thats all-too-suspiciously like a certain dead brother and becomes a single dad-younger brother-adopted guardian person...

i wrote a few pages of this back in 2022 but never really thought abt it further after i started posting less frequently hahaha.... heres just some feel good domestic sketches of this AU bc i miss drawing modern clothes 🤭 i have sooo many thoughts about it that i couldnt fit into these doodles !! its quite a lot of yapping so feel free to skip past the cut haha

assorted au thoughts:

i planned for maglor to eventually find all 6 of his brothers one by one through the power of Accidental Child Acquisition ✨ example: he'd spot a kid lurking around some woods near his home and eventually realise said wild child living amongst stray dogs is a bit too similar to celegorm

i just couldnt fit in the time to draw that this round... maybe next time!

though he's raising reincarnated-Maedhros, i think it makes more sense for him to give him a modern name and not explicitly call him Nelyo/Maitimo/Russandol just bc he'd not want to get his own hopes up or shove said identity onto the kid

(the occasional 'hey Nelyo' does slip out by accident from time to time however)

i think as Mae-the-kid grows up he will in time start to remember bits and pieces of his original identity? with the nicer familial things (like valinor, his brothers, feanor and nerdanel) first, and then the darker things (kinslayings, angband, war) once he's grown up that Maglor will struggle explaining or even helping him through

i promise this is a wholesome au 😭

side characters include a high-strung but good guy policeman named Officer Borden who's very suspicious of Maglor bc of all the random kids he keeps adopting.... and his younger brother Farren, who happens to be Maglor's scholarly coworker

as well as Maglor's next door neighbour Morgan, a witch-woman married to some guy named Hugh... she's got 3 kids who visit from time to time but from what Maglor's heard, the oldest son is followed by misfortune and has supposedly never met his youngest sister...?

credit to Ted Nasmith and Cartoon Network for some assets used in the doodles :D

[thesummerestsolstice]

Hair Headcanons for the Feanorians:

Maedhros: Got Nerdanel's red hair, but filtered through Finwean Hair Magic™️, so instead of looking like normal red hair it looks like flickering flames, with deeper red tones and golden orange highlights, especially under Laurelin. After Angband, the gray streaks in his hair add the illusion of smoke. On the battlefield of Beleriand, he wears his fiery hair long and loose, almost an invitation to try and grab it. Taking that invitation is usually the last mistake his enemies ever make.

Maglor: Has dark, wavy hair with iridescent blue tones inherited from Feanor. Sometimes he puts some blue sparkle in it to really enhance the effect. It's always perfectly wavy and bouncy, and often tied into complicated up-dos for his appearances in Valinorean theaters and concert halls. His hair remains suspiciously luscious and styled even after thousands of years of being a beach hermit. His clothes are tattered, his skin is dirty, his eyes are bloodshot, but somehow, even the driftwood in his hair looks fresh and artistic.

Celegorm: He inherited his albinism from Miriel, and like her, has very light blonde/white hair. But because of the Finwean Hair Magic™️ his light hair actually has opalescent tones– light blues, greens, pinks, and oranges can all be seen in it from different angles. This is part of why he's called "the fair," his hair is light, but it's also as fair and beautiful as a polished opal.

Caranthir: Dark, relatively straight hair, with iridescent purple tones inherited from Feanor. A tangle has never been spotted in it, and he often keeps it up to avoid even the slightest chance of it getting dirty. He particularly appreciates the purple undertones in Beleriand, where purple dye is associated with luxury– it makes him look even richer than he already is. (tax fraud pays very, very well)

Curufin: Has hair very much like Feanor's, but his undertones are mostly on the green/teal side. Like Feanor, his hair doesn't really burn, even when it ends up in the forge fires, and as a result, he actually invents a kind of prototype curling iron and uses it to style his hair, since the heat doesn't damage it. He eventually abandons the curling iron, only for a young Celebrimbor to find it a few centuries later.

Amras: He's the darker haired one of the twins, and his hair is more reddish-brown than properly red. It's very shiny, and curly, and has very deep, rich colors. After Losgar, the ends of it always look dark and scorched.

Amrod: He's the lighter haired one of the twins, with hair that's more orange. It's bushy, shiny, and only Finwean Hair Magic™️ keeps it from being an absolute nightmare to brush. After he almost burns at Losgar, it becomes significantly darker, and loses some of its shine. Amrod always wore his hair long in Valinor, but typically wears it pretty short in Beleriand.

The headcanons for Maglor, Caranthir, and Curufin here are largely based on Sesamenom's wonderful art.

See headcanons for Finwe and his kids here.

[eri-pl]

A crack origin for Hobbits

Warnings: high levels of crack, Elf-Dwarf relationship, mentions of Sauron.

So my husband asked me how strictly canon is "Hobbits are just Men, but short" and we talked and yes, Hobbits do have some Dwarflike traits but also some Elflike traits—

OK. so, Eregion.

I could go with Celebrimbor, but Maglor is funnier. And he is the only Elf in the Silm said to be married but not any details about it. And Silm was redacted later, I can very well see Maglor marrying someone really inaproppriate in SA and Elrond noting it down as "Maglor was wed."

So, Maglor is taking a break from beach hermiting and visiting his nephew (I don't care the book says "he never came again among the elves" — Elrond wrote the book and I imagine they were on speaking terms and more close than resentful. also, he never officially did, but I imagine it wasn't a big secret in Eregion that he's Maglor. Yes, it freaked the jewelsmiths out.)

And Celebrimbor gets a mysterious visitor and Maglor doesn't like him (and when Maglor agrees with Galadriel, it is something), and Sauron is quite terrified that his plan will go into pieces. So he decides to get rid of Maglor, Maglor's credibility and some of the meddling Dwarves.

Now, in the Legendarium love potions etc don't exist, so I would assume more like "Sauron made them get lost in some mines and confused them with magics, and Maglor falling in love with the Dwarf was a side-effect". Anyway, Maglor falls in love with a Dwarven lady, and she with him (other Dwarves are fine, maybe even survive too). And it's Sauron's fault.

Anyway they marry, and even after their minds clear, they are still in love, because they did build ahealthy-ish relationship in the meantime (let Maglor have some happiness), and, well, they have kids. Who are weird and small and less hairy than Dwarves.

Depending on your preference, it may end with Maglor running away to the beach (especially after learning what happenned to Celebrimbor), or with his wife dying peacefully of old age in his arms or whatever. Or less peacefully but at least they both fight in the war against Sauron.

Anyway the kids are there, and they have marry some Dwarves and their kids are still very similar to the strange mix, and don't look like normal Dwarves, so after a few generations they are their own tribe and leave.

And yes: they are the hobbits.

Cons of this theory:

More tragedy for Maglor and other Elves would laugh at him

Elf-Dwarf relationships.

Hobbits are descendants of a doomed kinslayer (but does that matter?)

Where do Hobbits even go for afterlife??? (New Zealand)

Pros:

More tragedy for Maglor and now we know why he doesn't want to return

Hobbits have an explanation. Also, Hobbits being musical, hard to corrupt, and having a knack for finding treasure has an explanation

Sauron's evil schemming is an important factor in the emergence of the race which later will lead to his downfall. And that's just too good. I almost can ignore the Elf-Dwarf thing for this.

It gives Námo a headache? (I like him, but I also like to make him confused and that's hard XD )

[mag-lore]

I realized I never posted my Maglor doll here! I made him in his beach hermit days!

[kanalaure]

my favorite genre of fanart is when all the feanorian boys are piled into one frame, and there's this scale from maedhros, who is grown up or nearly so, going down to ambarussa, who are babies. it's just so cute

second favorite is all the sad wet cat beach hermit hours portraits of maglor

[polutrope]

ok who IS the canon character whom you hc as Maglor’s husband I have been thinking about this all day and I’m dying to know actually!!

Hehehe. Okay, well, at the risk of upsetting both textual ghost enthusiasts (I have real guilt about this) and OTP shippers of two hugely popular fandom ships... it's Glorfindel.

The entire reason is that I fell in love with their dynamic in Healing wounds by @ettelene and the Remix of that fic, Come Tomorrow (You Won’t Find Me Here) by @maglors-anion-gap, in which they get together in the third age.

In Ettelene's fic, she has Glorfindel crushing on Maglor back in Valinor and I was like, "Okay but what if it was reciprocated?" I was already tinkering with a Maglor's husband OC and Glorfindel found his way into the role. 

It's pretty random, I confess, but there is a certain appeal to it, which I will demonstrate below the cut:  

Aesthetically impeccable. Maglor appreciates beauty, okay?

A son of Fëanor getting with a half-Vanya (as I hc Glorfindel to be) is juicy (Fëanor does support it, by the way; Fingolfin finds that pretty rich).  

I like that it provides opportunity to explore Maglor’s non-musical interests. I mean, we don’t know what Glorfindel was into, but both of them do later become badass warriors and I think a bit of that trait, if not the actual activity, was in them before Beleriand. 

I hc Glorfindel as a cousin of Elenwë and old friend of Turgon. So, that friendship came first. This is so drama for a Glorfindel/Maglor marriage. (I might write it one day, so I won’t tell the whole story, but in brief: their estrangement starts pre-Darkening, Glorfindel ditches him post-kinslaying, and officially dumps him – as nicely as he can manage – at Mithrim. I do love making Maglor’s no good very bad time even worse.)

Angst of Glorfindel just disappearing to Gondolin, only for Maglor to a) learn ~450 years later that he died or b) never learn that he died. 

Opportunity for awkward encounter (and reconciliation?) with beach hermit Maglor in the second or third age.

For those concerned, the endgame is still Daemags and Glorthelion here. With room for others in between. (Or if I’m in a fix-it mood it’s all four of them in post-canon Valinor.) 

The only existing fic that explicitly incorporates this headcanon is a fun post-canon Daemags that Ettelene wrote for me, A contest. But in Laughing All the Way, Turgon calls out young Maglor for having a crush on him.

[kanafinwe-makalaure]

Funniest passage from a fic

Rules: Quote a passage from a completed work or WIP that made you laugh as you wrote it. 

Since @tinnurin , @skaelds and @dreamingthroughthenoise all tagged me, I suppose I really have no way of getting around doing this :D Thanks for tagging me!

I’m not sure if I do a lot of humour, I literally have like two funny passages that I know if in all my fics. This is from One Last Chance:

[Maglor] stretched and yawned heartily, and when he opened his eyes once again, he found himself looking directly into an enormous, elongated beastly face only centimetres away from his own. Stumbling backwards, he screamed again. “Greetings, traveller who forgot what a horse looks like,” said the dark-haired man who sat on the horse. Another identical man, who also sat on a horse a little behind the other one, chuckled. Maglor could not muster a single word at first, and not for disuse of his voice (well, that, too). Luckily for him, the rider continued to speak. “Say, my brother and I are looking for an old, senile beach hermit who desperately needs a bath; have you seen such a man?” “That way,” Maglor replied dutifully and pointed vaguely over his shoulder. Then, the rider laughed, leapt down from his horse, and took Maglor into a bone-crushing embrace, and the other one followed right after. Tears pricked at the corners of Maglor’s eyes as he took them both into his arms. They were all grown now, in spirit as well, but to him, they would always be those curious little Elflings Elrond had one day brought with him to the beach and introduced as his sons. “You smell like rotten fish, Grandfather,” said Elrohir cheerfully. “And you look truly, wholly awful,” Elladan added. “To ward off rude children,” replied Maglor pointedly.

No pressure tags for @i-did-not-mean-to and @sehnsuchts-trunken and anyone else who would like to do this :)

[leucisticpuffin]

landscape studies, with bonus elves

1: Elrond returns to Forlindon after some time away running an errand for Gil-galad.

2: A game of hide-and-seek. There are eight wood-elf children hidden in this image; can you find them?

3: Maglor being a sad beach hermit (my favourite genre of landscape art)

[animatorweirdo]

Do you think Maglor is still around?

I don't know. He might be still lurking around on the beaches, brooding and singing his dramatic laments. He might be living in a cave, writing stuff like a little hermit or maybe he decided to drop his depression phase, live in a house, adopts a few cats, and silently judge everyone's music taste and show performance on the tv.

[that-angry-noldo]

“Look to the sky”?

oh that's definitely something that has to do with hope and overcoming struggles/your darkest days. first character that came to mind was maybe finrod? but then i thought of that dialogue between maglor and maedhros about the silmaril/earendil in the sky so... maybe that's a story about Maglor and Earendil? I remember having an idea for a fic like that - it was supposed to be series of short drabbles about their relationship evolving

of course earendil resents maglor, but, really, seeing your enemy lamenting on the seashore while being a pathetic hermit gets boring after a few centuries. besides, maglor did raise elrond and elros, and they loved him.

so one night, when Vingilot approaches Middle-Earth, he notices maglor passed out on the beach, and, well. what do you do when your enemy (?) is passed out on a beach? that's right. for some reason you direct your space boat to the sea. your foot technically doesn't touch middle-earth, but you can still get pretty close to wake up the kinslayer and tell him to sleep further from the waves before tide approaches

i have no idea what happens in between, but i think it would be nice if by the end (maybe somewhere in 3rd age?) earendil took maglor to valinor

thank you for asking!!

[eloquentsisyphianturmoil]

holding out for the sequel where beach hermit Maglor and MIA-since-FA400 Daeron freak each other out by meeting in some suitably obscure place

I will never forgive Tolkien for chickening out and just straight up writing Daeron out of the tale of Beren and Luthien, and from the rest of the stories of Middleearth for that matter, and for no good reason. There are so, so many other, far more interesting things that Tolkien could have done with Daeron's character, but nope, instead he just writes him out of the story entirely. He could've, like, had Daeron be captured by the enemy and taken to Angband and when Beren and Lùthien go there they find him and bail him out, like cmon dude you can do better than that.

[gerardspuppy]

My otp is Maglor x Happiness so basically Glorfindel

[aragornsrockcollection]

I have read and enjoyed reading many fics with the plot “Elrond tracks down and refuses to leave Maglor behind when he sails to Valinor.”

I would happily read a dozen more, I am but a simple fan of angsty reunions and unexpected forgiveness that sets characters on a path of schmoopy healing through the power of love and family.

You know what I’ve never seen but would read the shit out of?

Galadriel tracks down Maglor and refuses to sail without him.

Why on earth would she do that? Who knows that’s why I’m interested!

She’s still full of pride and refuses to let one of her cousin’s out-stubborn her record-stay in Endor. If she’s going home, she’s gonna have been the last rebel Noldo on middle earth damnit. Of course this would be couched in language like “Our time on these shores is over, and even penance must have an end.” And sound very wise.

He’s still her cousin and she loves him despite everything. She thinks he’s suffered enough, maybe even regrets she did not interfere to stop his suffering earlier.

She love’s her son-in-law Elrond, and in light of losing her granddaughter to the choice of Luthien, and having been separated from her daughter all these years by the sea, she can’t stand to see a another perminent parting when she can prevent it. Maybe she was even friends with her aunt Nerdanel long ago and has been thinking about how Maglor may deserve what he has sentenced himself to, but those who love him don’t deserve to suffer with him.

She is finally forgiven and permitted to return to Valinor, but she’s still Galadriel, and if the Valar thought her return was going to be simple and predictable they forgot who they were dealing with. How better to stir the pot than bring the last Feanorian home?

She intended to just say goodbye and good riddance, and tie up a final loose end. But damnit, he’s so pathetic, she can’t build up the vitriol.

She feels like, having finally been forgiven, she should forgive in turn, having grown as a person. Boring, I know.

She never actually believed he was living like a hermit on the beach. Her cousin Makalaure? Sure, he was far from the worst of them, but he was as proud as any of his brothers, and perhaps the most fond of material comforts of them all, save maybe Caranthir. But he always was great at twisting a narrative to do what he wanted, and the penitent sinner wandering singing to the wind is just the sort of yarn he’d spin to cast himself in a sympathetic and romantic light before he disappeared to start over. Wait. He’s really here and half mad- half faded? That is the stupidest thing she’s ever heard, she refuses to let him stay like this.

Celebrian once told her offhand she wished she could have met the men that raised her husband and this is something she can give to her, after all the world has taken.

She doesn’t get to see Feanor’s face at finding out she gave three of her hairs to a dwarf, and telling Maglor is as close as she’s going to get to that satisfaction.

Without Maglor around, Finrod is considered the greatest bard of the Noldor, and she’s still pissed at him for dying in such a stupid way. So Maglor will be coming to Valinor to put him in his place whether he wants to or not.

She made a bet with Aredhel on the ice over which of the Feanorians would survive the longest, and she knows rumor and songs are not going to suffice for proof that she won.

Frodo asked her if it was true Maglor still wandered the shores, and if he would ever be permitted to come to Valinor to heal. And she refused to look like someone who keeps grudges for longer than his race has even existed in front of him.

He owes her money.

[sesamenom]

Beach hermit Maglor, questioning his life choices.

[kanafinwe-makalaure]

One Last Chance | Maglor Fëanorion

The singer of the shores has become silent at last; he has abandoned the one he once called his son (the last of two) and is now ready to fade. Could he still be saved?

(Aka Elrond has unfortunately failed to drag Maglor on a ship at the end of the Third Age, so now Elrohir and Elladan try their hand at it before they sail.)

Word count: 3k

Ever since Elrond Half-Elven had left Middle-Earth, no more singing had been heard at the shore. Those few Men who had heard it and told their children about it believed that perhaps now, the mournful spirit that had been haunting the beach might have finally found peace, and although they missed the beauty of his voice in the wind, most were glad, for indeed it had to be a terrible fate to be condemned to for eternity, and a lonely one, too. However, they did not know that the spirit had not found peace at all; he had merely ceased his singing. 

For ages, this spirit - who really was no mysterious spirit at all, but merely a very ragged, malnourished and sad Elf - had sung his laments for only the sea and the stars to hear, except once a year, when, always on the same day, the wind seemed to carry a choir of fair voices over the sea from far away. On such days, the Elf had always only listened, and eventually, every year on that day, he had had a visitor, another Elf who had the same dark hair but was of shorter and stronger build; and the visitor would sit with him all night by a fire, and eat with him, and they would trade stories and drink wine. For centuries now, no Man had seen the visitor.

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