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Randomly Cornering Them For Kisses | House of Finarfin

Synopsis: In which you suddenly pin them against a wall and smother them in endless kisses.

︶꒦꒷Finarfin꒷꒦︶

You found Finarfin deep in thought, wandering through the gardens, his elegant robes trailing as he mulled over some political matter. He didn’t see you coming at first, not until you grabbed his arm and spun him around, pinning him playfully against the garden wall. His eyes went wide, utterly stunned by the suddenness of it.

Without hesitation, you began to smother him with kisses, your lips trailing from his cheek to his jaw. He was too shocked to do anything but blink at first, his regal composure entirely shattered. Finarfin’s initial surprise melted into quiet, breathy laughter as he tried to speak but was quickly cut off by another kiss. He was the picture of gentle nobility, now caught in the storm of your playful affection.

“What…what has gotten into you?” he finally managed between chuckles, his hands coming up to rest on your shoulders, though not to push you away—he seemed too amused, too delighted to stop you. His laughter grew as you kept kissing him, and before long, he was wrapping his arms around you, giving in to the moment with a soft smile. His forehead pressed to yours, still chuckling lightly, thoroughly caught off guard by the affectionate ambush.

︶꒦꒷Finrod꒷꒦︶

Finrod didn’t even see you coming. One moment he was walking through the halls of his home, the next you had him backed against the stone wall, a startled gasp escaping his lips as you pinned him. His eyes flickered with surprise, but there was that familiar spark of amusement as he quickly realised what you were up to.

You didn’t waste any time, pressing kiss after kiss to his face, your fingers curling into his tunic as you smothered him with playful affection. Finrod’s surprise quickly turned into giggles, bright and full of joy, his hands instinctively landing on your waist. “By the Valar, you’re relentless,” he managed to say between kisses, though the wide grin on his face betrayed that he was far from displeased.

His laughter became contagious as he tilted his head to make it easier for you, entirely giving in to your game. He pulled you closer, still giggling, clearly loving every second of it. His eyes sparkled with mischief, and soon he was returning the kisses, playfully nipping at your jawline. “I didn’t think you had it in you,” he teased, still breathless from laughter, as though the suddenness of it all had left him completely off balance in the best way.

︶꒦꒷Angrod꒷꒦︶

Angrod had been minding his own business, seated by the hearth with a book in hand, completely unprepared for what was about to happen. Without warning, you crossed the room and pushed him back against the chair, effectively pinning him there as your lips descended on his face with a barrage of kisses. His book slipped from his fingers in shock, and his head tilted back as he blinked up at you, stunned.

His lips parted, ready to ask what you were doing, but your kisses left him no time to speak. His hands hovered awkwardly in the air before finally settling on your arms, unsure whether to stop you or just surrender to the onslaught. After a moment, a helpless laugh bubbled up from his throat as he realised what you were doing. “Are you trying to smother me?” he asked, amusement colouring his voice, though his laughter betrayed him.

The way you kissed him so eagerly caught him completely off guard, but Angrod couldn’t stop smiling, his usually serious demeanour cracked wide open. He chuckled breathlessly, shaking his head at your antics, and eventually, he tilted his face towards yours, accepting the kisses with a gentle, contented sigh, all resistance gone.

︶꒦꒷Aegnor꒷꒦︶

Aegnor had been training in the courtyard when you approached him, his focus entirely on his swordwork. He didn’t even notice you until you grabbed him, pushing him back against one of the stone pillars with enough force to take him by complete surprise. His sword clattered to the ground as you pressed yourself against him, your lips attacking his with a barrage of playful kisses.

He froze, wide-eyed and startled, clearly not used to being ambushed like this. His breath hitched, but then, as the realisation set in, a low chuckle escaped his lips, his body relaxing against yours. “What—what are you doing?” he managed to ask between breaths, but you didn’t stop. The shock in his eyes slowly gave way to something softer, more amused, as he found himself chuckling under the weight of your kisses.

His arms wrapped around you instinctively, pulling you closer. Though Aegnor was known for his fiery temperament, here he was utterly disarmed by your affection. He let out a deep laugh, the tension melting away as he tilted his head to kiss you back. “I suppose I’ve been outmatched,” he murmured with a grin, completely giving in to your playful attack, his eyes gleaming with warmth as he returned your kisses with equal fervour.

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Feanor, Fingolfin and Finarfin as horses

Requested by Anon

hopefully I made it in time and it's not considered to hectic to be fulfilled. congratulations on achieving 500 followers btw 🎉🎊🥳. we should go out an eat pizza!!

I'd like to request a continuation to the Silm horse AU that you were doing (I really enjoyed them). I noticed you spoke about the heads (feanor, fingolfin and finarfin) but didn't actually write for.them. so I was wondering if you'd be will to make a few headcanons like how you did it for the others with reader caring for them on the farm. Thanks btw

Warnings: mentions of horses being dramatic, Feanor being moody, reader not being a willing caregiver, mentions of horse passing, reader obviously having a favorite.

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- You were one of the famed horseriders. You were praised for your talent in dressage and your beloved Finarfin, who was considered one of the most beautiful white horses in the world.  

- You enjoyed what you were doing, but after traveling around the world on tours and winning competitions. You have decided to take a break with Finarfin and return to one of the horse stables, Tirion. 

- It was a homely place where you had spent most of your childhood and met Finarfin when he was a foal. 

- It was a fond memory. You were 14 or 15 years old at the time and wandered to one of the pastures, where you saw Finarfin for the first time, running around his mother and having the cutest whine. 

- When he saw you, he ran up to you, and you did not know what it was, but the next thing you knew, you were in love and playing with him. It was like an invisible bond was born between you when you locked eyes, and you started nagging your parents to take you to Tirion so you could see him most of the time. 

- Technically, you were breaking the rules since he was not yours, and your parents would have to pay a lot of money if they wanted to buy him, but when Manwe, Finarfin’s mother’s owner, caught you playing with Finarfin, he wasn’t angry at all. On the contrary, he had a feeling what you had been doing but couldn’t bring himself to separate you two since you two had an adorable bond. 

- And for your passion for riding and love for Finarfin, Manwe struct you a little deal. He told you if you managed to train Finarfin on the saddle and win three competitions in your choice of horse riding, he would pass the legal ownership to you. Since Finarfin was just a little extra, he could do that for you. 

- You were so excited that you started working tiredly to improve your riding skills and then started saddle training Finarfin when he was old enough. It was rough work to get him to wear the saddle, but you succeeded and then started learning dressage and competing in competitions. 

- Due to your determination and hard work, you managed to win gold three times in a row, crushing your competition and fulfilling the end of your deal with Manwe. 

- The man only laughed, admiring your determination, and then Finarfin was finally legally yours. 

- It was such a happy day, and your family threw a party when they learned you actually managed to fulfill the deal and became a horse owner. 

- You and Finarfin had been inseparable ever since.

- You experienced a lot of things together as you continued riding. You were there when he met the mare Earwen and became absolutely enamored with her. You were there when each of his kids was born and watched how doting he was toward them. It was adorable. 

- You were certain Finarfin would be happy to come back to Tirion and be with his wife. You simply adored how sweet he was toward her. They were a real married horse couple. 

- However, when you finally arrived in Tirion, two of your friends came to greet you. You caught up and shared some news, but then they asked if you could watch over their horses since they needed to go away for some time. 

- You first refused since their horses were Feanor and Fingolfin. You tolerated the latter, but there was no way you could handle Feanor. 

- Your friends begged you as they couldn't find anyone else to take the job. For some reason, Tirion was currently short on horse caregivers. When you heard that, you relented and agreed since you didn’t like leaving them in trouble. 

- They nearly cried and hugged you in gratitude. They gave you the worksheets and instructions on handling their horses and then scurried off to god knows where. 

- You could only hug Finarfin in despair and regret for accepting. 

- So much for having a vacation.

Finarfin

- Finarfin, your sweet white stallion with a golden mane and a golden heart. He had never been a troublemaker for you. He's friendly with people, sweet toward other horses, and doesn't shy away from many things.

- He's one of the most perfect horses in the world—to you, he was perfect, and you do not care for others' opinions about it. 

- And you treat him as such. You always make sure he eats well and has something to do so he doesn't get bored, and use warm water during bath times because even you don't like the feeling of cold water against your skin. 

- The only troublesome thing about him is when you try to get some fly repellent on him. He doesn't like the smell, but unfortunately, he attracts a lot of flies and mosquitos to himself. You always ensure to give him a treat after that. 

- Since he's specialized in dressage, you mostly do basic exercises together, but sometimes jump and ride through the woods to break a real sweat.

- He likes spending time in the pasture with Earwen, and you always take cute videos of them together. 

- Sometimes, you two spend time together in the pasture, lying on the grass while you read a book and have petting sessions, where he enjoys when you give him a good scratch on the right spot. 

- He has a peculiar relationship with his brothers. He’s very playful with Fingolfin and would follow him around sometimes. However, he tends to avoid Feanor. It was perhaps out of fear since Feanor was rather temperamental toward them. 

- Finarfin would be your source of comfort whenever you feel down or stressed after dealing with his brothers, letting you hug him and rub your back in comfort. 

- You might have hidden in his stall a couple of times to avoid his brother’s owners or just to avoid reality. 

+100/10 Best horse. Your precious boy will always be the number one in your heart. You do not like the drama his brothers cause, but at least he’s there, so you manage to endure it all. 

Fingolfin

- Fingolfin was a large black stallion with a diamond-shaped marking on his forehead. He's calm and a friendly horse, so you don't have problems with him. You would have been more than happy to look after him if Feanor was not added to the list. 

- You usually let him run free in the riding field and the pasture to release the extra energy he has after being scooped up in his stall for so long. He sometimes plays with Finarfin, which you find cute, and Finarfin follows him around like a follower.

- But when it comes to Feanor, Fingolfin turns rather melodramatic, attempting to interact with the other stallion and failing to grasp the hint when the latter makes it painfully obvious that they don’t like him in the slightest.

- You don't know what it is, but you've had to keep them in separate pastures to ensure the idiot doesn't end up with a hoof to the face.

- You don’t know much about racehorses, but when your friend offered you to let you ride him once, you got curious and accepted. You wanted to know what it was like, and oh boy, you were stunned by the speed when you galloped together through the usual forest path. 

- It was also terrifying, and Fingolfin still had energy when you were done, so you just let him run free in the riding field to let it out. 

- You decided you would never try riding racehorses ever again. The speed was just too much for you. 

- Luckily, Fingolfin was easy to brush and wash, but one time, you forgot to turn the water to a warmer temperature, and he freaked out when the cold water hit his coat. You were lucky to avoid getting hit by the hoof when he neighed and nearly kicked you. 

- Apparently, he has a severe beef with cold water. The incident nearly gave you a heart attack, so you now remember to ensure the water is warm when it comes to bath times. 

- He did feel guilty, so you got over it rather quickly. 

- Fingolfin was pretty calm around his wife. He turns less dramatic even around Feanor, and you sometimes see him care for his mare. 

- It was adorable, so you sometimes take a video of them together and send them to his owner, who would gush about it for a week. 

10 /10 You grew to like him in a way. He wasn’t challenging, but you would appreciate it if he would finally get it in his head that Feanor did not want to be his friend or even look at him. 

Feanor

- Feanor was a black stallion with a peculiar star-shaped marking on his forehead. He's a relatively very gorgeous horse, but in personality, he is proud, and you are terrified of him. 

- He doesn't get along with his brothers, most likely because they came from a different mother. You heard that his mother tragically passed away when he was born, which is sad and likely the reason he refused another mare as his mother. He had to be fed with formulas and personally cared for by people until he reached adolescence and didn't require as much care anymore.

- He was a famous racehorse and considered one of the fastest horses in the world. He only tolerates your friend, his owner, so you prefer just brushing him, feeding him, and letting him run freely in the pasture and field to release his energy.

- He doesn't show much attitude, except when you brush him in the wrong spot or give him the wrong amount of food. 

- He refuses to interact with his brothers, chases Fingolfin away, and sometimes seeks a fight. You made sure to never put him in the same pasture as Finarfin. You're not letting that beast hurt your precious boy. 

- Your friend told you that he's very energetic and needs a lot of exercise, but you refuse to ride him or do anything else, so the best thing you can do is let him run free in the field or have others exercise him.

- He's surprisingly calmer around a red-colored mare named Nerdanel. He’s pretty sweet toward her and even tolerates other horses when she’s around him. 

- It was pretty surprising because he’s such a snob toward others. You didn’t mind it, but you never thought he and both of his brothers were such gentlemen toward their ladies. 

- You had heard the two were close and had seven foals together. It wasn’t even intended to make that many; the two just liked each other that much. Nerdanel’s owner wanted to keep them separate after her sixth birth, which ended up having twins. They wouldn't have been against making more foals, but they started to get concerned over Nerdanel’s health and the potential consequences if the two were allowed to mingle more. 

- But, they were allowed to be near each other. They just needed a fence in between with only certain exceptions being in the same pasture under supervision. 

- 9 / 10 You don't like him much. He causes you stress when he interacts with other horses with that pissy mood of his. However, he was not as bad as you thought. He at least makes caring for him easy. You do want to know how your friend manages him.

[thesummerestsolstice]

Notes on the Care and Keeping of the Peredhel, by Maglor Feanorian:

Need to eat three times a day, more if they can be persuaded (they do not seem to have the refined palettes elves do, and do not like my attempts at Valinorean fine dining)

They are very fond of maple syrup

One of the human healers told me they were "growing boys," unsure of the significance of this– a reference to their shapeshifting abilities, perhaps?

It does not appear that they will reach a full elvish height, though that may change

They can hear high tones that elves can, but humans can't

This bodes very well for their education in music theory

They do not appear to have the venom that some humans do, as evidenced by the fact that both Mae and I have been bitten several times with no ill effect

Still, I am thankful that Finrod warned me of this human feature, as it has served me well in many battles

They have not bitten anyone in months, which I appreciate, especially given how sharp their teeth are

Boys said that they could talk to shadows– unsure whether or not they were just attempting to scare me (ask later? Bribe with maple syrup??)

They like having their hair brushed, but do not like any of the scented hair oils we have at the fortress

They refuse to eat bird meat; unsure of why but I won't push

Elros prefers wooden toys, Elrond fabric ones, and neither of them is fond of metal

They grow faster than elves, but are still too young to begin intensive battle training, Maedhros

They are very sensitive to the cold, ensure that they have ample blankets and cloaks, especially in winter

Feel much better after spending time with them– those who spent time around Luthien reported similar effects

They appear to appreciate being pat on the head

Based on information by uncle Arfin (regarding Eonwe), this is common amongst Maiar

I've only had them two years, an incredibly small time in the face of the centuries I've lived, but if anything happened to them I would kill everyone in this fortress and then myself

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Fëanor, Fingolfin, and Finarfin loved all their nephews and nieces I take no argument. They showed it in different ways, but there were never any malicious thoughts towards them.

Any competition they had was between each other (though Finarfin was very much youngest sibling literally cba to deal with his older brothers.)

Fëanor: Always has too much food, used to his kids bringing over their respective favourite cousin for a meal because they were out playing too late and he’s not exactly going to send a child home hungry. As they got older it was because they’d been out and this was the closest place to disappear away to and crash. He’s used to seeing various kids sprawled across the carpet in the living room, waking up with headaches and groans. He’ll never admit it, but he finds it hilarious and enjoys seeing the children happy. If his brothers ask? ‘What do you mean they were out, I’ve had your children here with me all night.’

Fingolfin: One day I’ll stop linking this post but I really like how it turned out so you get to see it again! Fingolfin happily lets them traverse his house, go through his belongings. He’s very much a partner in crime, helping them sneak around, acting as lookout. Pretending not to see a majority of sweet pasties disappear overnight. He lives closest to the busy parts of the city, so it’s not unusual for the kids to get ready at his house if they’re going out anywhere or even preparing for Court. Most of the kids have their own shared room, and they’re full to the brim of everyone’s clothes, jewellery, shoes. Essentially a whole wardrobe. It gets messy, but he loves seeing his house full of life. Even if he could do without the mess Tyeko and Iressë bring in… and the various musicals at 3am. ‘You know we never tire of having you here�� but perhaps you could tone down the partying? Just a little?’ He wouldn’t have it any other way.

Finarfin: My guy ofc has his house by the sea which like Fingolfin’s, has many many rooms full to the brim with clothes and jewellery. It’s essentially a home away from home for his niece and nephews, they don’t have to pack because everything’s already there. As youngest uncle and closest in age, he’ll just so happen to tell the kids where to have fun. He had the least pressure on him growing up and knows the best places in Tirion and Alqualondë. Going to Finarfin’s is like going on holiday, he’ll back them up and make sure they can do what they want without worrying about their reputations as princes and princesses. ‘The kids are far too stressed and don’t get to come here often, brothers. Let them have their fun. I’ll take care of them.’

Bonus!

Finwë: The mastermind. The accomplice. The alibi. He has a wild side to him born in Cuivienen and honed over the Great Journey. Court life is too stuffy even for him sometimes, let alone his grandchildren. He’s the one telling them all the wild things he got up to in his youth with a wink at the end subtly telling them how to do things their parents definitely would not approve of. High King Finwë would never! High King Finwë definitely would, and he’s making sure his grandkids get the experience too. He’s the one who gets the parents to leave for weeks at a time and his grandchildren have the time of their lives. ‘My sons, you worry too much! Don’t you trust your father?’

[psstwantsomecheese]

Finarfin will usually remain neutral whenever Feanor and Fingolfin get into dumb arguments but since music is an important part of Eldar culture and all three of them happen to have sons that are really talented harpists I like to think it's one of the only true petty rivalries that Finarfin allows himself to indulge in because

1. Eh it's not killing anyone

2. Get some really good bangers out of it

3. Fuck you Kano wishes he could play as well as my Findarato

[eloquentsisyphianturmoil]

Earwen and Finarfin are the most even-tempered noldo around and somehow spawned these total chaos rockets who bite werewolfs to death, fall in love with mortals, and run off with hippies in the woods. Since Finarfin is more straight-laced than Turgon, the only explanation is that Earwen is secretly also an eldritch diva who presumably brews moonshine and has even less sense than her children.

[dfwbwfbbwfbwf]

I just had the epiphany that all three of Finwë's sons named a son after themselves.

Curufinwë Fëanáro namer his son Curufinwë Atarincë.

Ñolofinwë Aracáno named his son Aracáno (and we don't know his mother name).

Arafinwë Ingoldo named his son Findaráto Ingoldo.

Yet we only ever (justifiably) give Náro crap about it.

[silmarillaure]

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 Cuiviénen.

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 just… 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 ✨experimental✨ & *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 dad’s permission to do it himself.

Miriel used to have a tattoo on her back as well like Finwe’s but she didn’t 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 doesn’t regret co-creating tattoos but they don’t 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 doesn’t have tattoos, she’s chill if her kids want them but they’re personally not for her.

Fingolfin doesn’t have any for several reasons, they don’t fit him, he’s half Vanya & they’re not really into tattoos, & they were partially invented by Feanor’s mother so it’s weird. Findis doesn’t 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 that’s 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 Orome’s 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. He’s accepted a part of his old life again but it’s not going to be the same.

Aredhel has a bow & arrow tattoo.

Curufin also has the star the Feanor & that’s it.

Caranthir used to have some in the equivalent of his teenage years but cringes looking back at them. They didn’t actually look bad at all and were quite nice but he just gives off the impression of someone who’d be unimpressed with his old self. He has none now.

Amrod & Amras get whatever they’re feeling whenever they’re 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 can’t 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.

[serene-faerie]

A list of Thingol’s most unlikely friendships in Aman:

Celebrimbor: I’ve spoken about this before, but thanks to his sincere repentance and his efforts in helping Lúthien escape captivity, Celebrimbor is the only Fëanorian to earn Thingol’s respect and friendship. It also helps that Celebrimbor is genuinely interested in learning more about Lúthien, and Thingol is more than happy to share stories about his daughter with him. He also encourages Celebrimbor to meet with Melian so she can help him come to terms with the trauma of his betrayal by Sauron. Thanks to this, their unlikely friendship becomes quite strong.

Turgon: Even though Turgon is younger than Thingol, they’re able to bond over the fact that their daughters both fell in love with and married mortal Men. Thingol is occasionally envious of Turgon, since Idril is still alive, but Turgon helps him and Melian work through the lingering grief of losing Lúthien and Beren, which eases those feelings of jealousy. Plus, they both like to trade stories about their daughters and realms, and they also bond over their shared grudge for most of the Fëanorians.

Finarfin: Since Thingol already has a high opinion of Finrod, he most definitely gets along with Finrod's own father; that is, after he apologizes to him for inadvertently getting Finrod killed on the Quest for the Silmaril. Finarfin is also very grateful for Thingol's friendship, since Thingol lets him vent about his messed-up family; much like how Olwë used to back when he was first courting Eärwen. He also makes sure to apologize to Thingol for the Kinslaying at Alqualondë, since the Teleri are kindred with Thingol, who really appreciates the apology. Basically, Finarfin also becomes a regular guest at New Doriath, and because of his genuine interest in the Sindar and their way of living, he's able to have a strong friendship with the Sindarin king.

Idril: Despite how different she is from Lúthien, there's something about Idril that still reminds Thingol very much of his own daughter. Maybe it's her courage. Or maybe he just misses Lúthien a lot. Regardless, Thingol becomes very fond of Idril, who is also very curious to learn about her daughter-in-law's great-grandfather. Idril is also eager to learn about Lúthien, the first Elleth to fall in love with a mortal Man, and Thingol is more than happy to share his stories with her.

Legolas: When Legolas shows up to Aman, he quickly becomes one of Thingol's most favorite people. After all, he was part of the Fellowship of the Ring, and he's the son of Thranduil, who had been a young elfling back in Doriath. Legolas is also really excited to meet Thingol, having heard many stories about him and the realm of Doriath from his grandfather Oropher. They spend a lot of time together, sharing stories about their respective Elven realms. Legolas shares stories about the Woodland Realm, about what it was like being raised by Thranduil, and Thingol is more than happy to share stories about the beauty of Doriath as well. He's also quite curious about Legolas's friendship with Gimli, who is also just as curious to meet Thingol. Despite an awkward start, Thingol and Gimli warm up to one another, so he also becomes one of Thingol's new friends in Aman.

[wanderer-clarisse]

"Mano po."

Pagmamano (Tagalog) - "honouring-gesture;" a sign of respect towards elders

A continuation of sorts, of this other drawing I made of the Feänorians, which was roughly inspired by Filipino culture. I originally planned on completing this for @nolofinweanweek, specifically the first prompt about how Fingolfin and Feänor's families got along, but life got in the way and I didn't finish it in time. More background/my long rambles under the cut:

Pagmamano - touching the back of an elder's hand on one's forehead - is not restricted to family, but it's usually done in the context of elder family members. I have many memories of attending family reunions and being told to follow the other kids to "mano po" a grandfather, aunt, or uncle. While Elves don't have elderly relatives, per se, I thought this image was too fun not to draw. Also, I love envisioning Feänor as that cool uncle who gives the most amazing gifts but like, the kids are intimidated by him, so they have to be told (and supervised) by their parents to line up and greet him properly. Fingolfin's just standing there making sure his kids all greet their uncle. (Maedhros, presumably having already finished his greetings, is sidetracking Fingon.)

All this to say, I think that these guys didn't have the perfect relationship. But. You can't convince me Finwë didn't get the whole family together from time to time on some sort of family reunion camping trip. And Feänor just has to begrudgingly tolerate it because he can't say no to his dad. While the kids, obviously, have a great time.

[straybreeze]

Silm characters as Tarot cards

Okay so I've been thinking on this lately. Maybe it's not completely correct, but I think most of them still fits (also I was very tempted to give Maedhros the Hanged Man card fdkglfkdk).

Also I wanted to exlcude all the valar and maiar and put only the children of Ilúvatar into this list. There is one extra, who is not exactly a Silm character, but oh well.

Also I'm open to any other ideas too!

I. The Magician: Fëanor II. The High Priestess: Aredhel III. The Empress: Galadriel IV. The Emperor: Thingol V. The Hierophant: Elrond VI. The Lovers: Beren and Lúthien VII. The Chariot: Fingon VIII. Strength: Fingolfin IX. The Hermit: Maglor X. The Wheel of Fortune: Tuor XI. Justice: Húrin XII. The Hanged Man: Finrod XIII. Death: Míriel XIV. Temperance: Finarfin XV. The Devil: Eöl XVI. The Tower: Turgon XVII. The Star: Eärendil XVIII. The Moon: Maeglin XIX. The Sun: Finwë XX. Judgement: Maedhros XXI. The World: Aragorn 0. The Fool: Túrin Turambar

[doodle-pops]

𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆You Have Heterochromia Eyes

Headcanons: Curufin, Argon, Finarfin, Egalmoth, Thingol and Beleg

A/N: First of the event to go up. Been thinking of doing one with reader having starry eyes, but that’s an idea for another time. Enjoy!

𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ Curufin

Known for his keen senses, the moment you entered the room, he was able to distinguish the difference in your aura from everyone else, and it was all because of your eyes.

“Your eyes are quite captivating,” he remarks as he stares into your orbs, wondering which to focus on. His inquisitiveness causes him to slightly lean into your space to gain a closer look.

Of course, you respond informing him that your eyes were more unusual than captivating. To which he shuts down politely, informing you that ‘unique’ and ‘majestic’ were the proper words to describe your eyes.

Curufin usually finds it impossible to leave your side, wanting to learn all that he can from you while gazing off into your eyes and getting lost as the conversation continues. He finds it difficult to remain focused, especially when you meet his eyes with an equal stare. “Which eyes should I stare into today?”

As a way of appreciating your eyes, he doesn’t waste a moment launching himself into the forge to whip up a piece of jewellery that matches the shades of your eyes and your personality.

𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ Argon

The youngest Prince of the House of Fingolfin becomes a stuttering, blushing mess as he morphs into a poet while lying about his poetic skills being terrible. He can’t take his eyes off yours to the point that he gets scolded for staring too hard.

He always finds excuses whenever he’s around you to look into your eyes, so he doesn’t come off as creepy. Mostly making jokes or performing some stunts so your eyes can always be on him.

Compliments roll off his tongue ten times every ten minutes because you deserve to know that he adores your eyes and how much they suit everything about you. Loves to make comments about Eru not knowing which colour to give you, so he gifted you the two/three most beautiful.

“It’s almost as if your eyes match your mood as well,” he’ll mumble while pushing his face closer to get a better look as if he wasn’t already an inch away from your face.

As a way of showing his appreciation, he could commission a piece of jewellery for him to wear with the respective gemstones that match your eyes. That way, whenever you’re apart and he looks at it, he’ll remember your eyes (because they’re also sparkly and bright).

𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ Finarfin

He has seen his fair share of heterochromatic eyes before (his eldest brother), so it wasn’t a big thing when he heard people speaking about yours. That was until he stumbled upon you for the first time and blurted out that your eyes were the prettiest to ever exist, better than his brother.

Finarfin makes it his business to ensure that you don’t ever forget that your eyes are filled with the essence of the Light of the Two Trees, and if anyone disagrees, he’s having none of that.

Poems and songs written by yours truly and recited on the cliffsides or beaches during sunsets and sunrises because your eyes sparkle and light up even more. Gets lost in your eyes, literally, because they’re the windows to your soul.

Loves to observe you as you speak due to your expressiveness which becomes enhanced by your eyes. Every micro-expression, he picks up and fawns over because how can someone look as beautiful as you do when blinking.

Can never be upset with you because all you have to do is pout and flash him those puppy and BAM, the argument is over. It’s worse if you cry because you look beautiful when you do, and he forgets that you’re sad, caught up in your gorgeousness.

𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ Egalmoth

He tells you immediately, right off the bat, that your eyes were the blueprint for the reason behind the name of his House (lies obviously) because he’s starstruck by the magnificence behind them.

Egalmoth deeply appreciates your eyes and the significance they hold (in his opinion). As a Lord of exquisite taste in art and all beautiful things, he makes it his business to turn your eyes into a passionate subject of admiration.

“Your eyes are as captivating as a starlit night,” he would whisper one night while stargazing. “I have never seen anything like them, for I do not know if you should share them with the world or be selfish and share them with only me.”

He can’t figure out which eye he should focus on as you speak because both are equally captivating, it’s impossible to pick one, so you’re stuck with his tropical bird dance. At least he has impressed you, so it worked in some ways.

Like the others, he easily finds himself under hypnosis the minute to flash him a sweet expression whilst using your eyes to do most of the work. Whatever you want, just say the word and Egalmoth will get it for you.

𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ Thingol

“You must be a Maia or Vala, for no ordinary person can possess such beauty all at the same time.” Smooth words to greet you with upon your first meeting, and it did work. Thingol feels as though you have cast a spell and placed him under it upon first sight.

It’s impossible to deny you whatever you want when you bat those pretty lashes and flash him puppy eyes to have your way. You’ve found his weakness, and he isn’t ashamed to say that he enjoys it.

Praises unlike any other and worships the ground you walk on, ensuring that you don’t ever feel ostracised. He wants you to understand that your uniqueness should be cherished and understood.

Like the others, he believes that there must be something extraordinary about you, hence the reason you possess those eyes. It’s as if they enhance a special ability of yours (yeah, getting spoilt).

To him, beyond all the weakness they make him feel, they also bring about a sense of tranquillity, similar to the forest of Doriath. He seldom finds himself strolling throughout the forest, deep in thoughts about you.

𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ Beleg

The moment he met you, he almost fell to his knees, believing that you were some deity come to bless or speak with him. Turned out even better, you were sent to be with him, and he is thankful each and every day.

He claims that whenever he looks into your eye, he sees the forest and suddenly calmness washes over him. It’s as though you bring to forest with you, wherever you go, and Beleg is eternally grateful your gift.

Doesn’t like to disagree with you, so even if you were to agree, those eyes were enough to end the dispute. He crumbles so easily while clinging to you and pouting about not liking the look your beautiful eyes are giving him.

You’ll be speaking to him, and his eyes are just like ←↑→↓ because he doesn’t know which one to focus on. He finds it difficult to focus on one eye when both deserves equal attention at the same time, yet with all the hunter skills he has, he can barely focus on both.

He believes that with eyes like yours, you probably see the world differently, hence why he enjoys listening to your stories of adventures. There is a level of privilege he feels when he is told off the world through your eyes.

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[a-hundred-musings]

You know, here's a small rant from me: I hate it when Celebrimbor is shown to be a "softie-boy" or a "naïve child" or just... someone condescending and stupid. Like, yeah I'm guilty of it too (who isn't?) but it just makes me wonder why he's presented as that in fics anywhere.

I read this fic on AO3? Celebrimbor is a stupid duck. Or he's just very naïve and easy to prank. I read another fic? Celebrimbor is a whiny baby who can't stand up for himself. I read another one? He's a man-child.

Look, I get why he's presented in that way, but can we not do that? Especially considering the things this boy has gone through which really wouldn't make him a "child-like" person, but more of a mature adult who has experienced things no one should ever experience.

Before and during the First Age, he's experienced so much:

Nerdanel and Feanor falling out -- that basically messed up entire Aman back then, but mainly their kids, so imagine how Curufin would have reacted to that.

The feud between Feanor and Fingolfin and Finarfin

The time when Feanor threatened Fingolfin

The time when the Two Trees were destroyed

The time when Melkor killed his great-grandfather Finwe.

Feanor going Mad™

The uprising of the Noldor

The First Kinslaying

His grandfather going feral and his father and uncles swearing an oath on a literal suicide-mission

One of his youngest uncles getting burned and basically died (or lived, depends on which version you follow)

A time of literal darkness. Like, no light at all. It really messed up the psyche of so many people.

Feanor abandoning his brother on the shores of Valinor -- that would mess up anyone really.

A literal battle. Like, more blood is being shed -- not only of elves, but of other creatures Tyelpe has probably never seen or heard of before.

His grandfather being so consumed by his fire and spontaneously combusting. That too, he either saw or heard of Feanor literally bursting into flames -- that is pretty traumatising.

The crossing of the Helcaraxe -- no seriously, that would mess anyone up knowing that people they love are literally walking on glaciers and over deathly waters with a 50% chance of survival.

Maedhros being crowned King of the Noldor, and an unspoken fact that there is more than one king of the Noldor -- the political implications here...

The abduction of Maedhros. Need this be explained further?

His uncles and father being concerningly close to starting a whole world-war

The rising of the Sun and the moon (like, what are those big spheres in the sky? Are they something from Melkor? Are they a sign of the End™? What is it?)

The arrival of Fingolfin's group, with more dead and furious people.

The mental health of everyone deteriorating. No, I won't explain because this era was filled with bad times.

No one knowing what to do now, since Maglor was naturally crowned the Regent King of the Noldor, and he has his own problems.

After 34 years of wondering what on earth has happened to Maedhros, he returns scarred with no right hand, and presumed torture marks.

Everyone literally holding their breaths for what will happen next.

Maedhros surrendering his crown to Fingolfin. That would hurt bad like a blow.

Literally only a few years of peace filled with tension.

Fingolfin decides to kick Melkor's arse and dies.

The Nirnaeth Arnoediad.

The Second Kinslaying.

The Fall of Gondolin

Making the decision of abandoning his father and uncles, going on his own separate path.

The death of so many of his family members and father and uncles. That is messed up. The amount of psychological trauma he's already been through...

Like, imagine his guilt of not being there with his father, imagine how much he second-guessed his actions...

The Third Kinslaying. The deaths of more elves, his uncle (or uncles), and really, just more death.

The crown of the Noldor being passed on so many times until it reached Gil-Galad. Imagine the humiliation and just the shock of the realisation of the number of people who have been crowned within a span of a few centuries.

The kidnapping of Elrond and Elros. While it probably wouldn't harm Tyelpe's psychological health, it must have been pretty messed up to find out that your two remaining uncles have committed a few more war crimes.

The War of the Wrath. Now, while it was mainly against Men, there is no doubt that some elves have been killed due to the war (given Gil-Galad's camps etc), so imagine him getting into some stray fights with the orcs or those Men who follow Melkor.

The Fourth Kinslaying. No need to further elaborate.

The death of Maedhros, and Maglor becoming a cryptid. Who wouldn't that mess up?

Surviving the First Age. Like, give this Tyelpe the recognition he truly deserves. Give him a few rings and trophies for enduring so long and he still hasn't gone down to insanity. That too, all this happened within the span of like, 600 years.

The Second Age:

Beleriand is under the sea

His "cousins" (Elrond and Elros) going their separate ways

The death of Elros (I think this is pretty self-explanatory, given the numerous HCs on the twins and Celebrimbor)

No one has any idea what has happened to Maglor. Is he alive? Is he dead? Who knows.

Rumours of a sinister evil lurking in the shadows and really, some tensions are visibly arising.

He finds this very powerful and alluring stranger who knows quite a bit about the art of smithing. They collaborate despite warnings from Galadriel, Gil-Galad, Elrond and a few others.

After giving thought to make powerful rings, Annatar watches over as Celebrimbor makes the rings for Men and Dwarves.

Newsflash: Annatar wants the rings, and he tainted them.

Celebrimbor makes the 3 Elven Rings in secret so Annatar can't get to them, but he gets kidnapped and tortured.

Like, really badly tortured. Annatar wants those 3 rings.

Celebrimbor eventually is killed, and is impaled on a spear, then given to Gil-Galad's camp after years of torture.

He went straight to his family. Can't tell if this will add to his trauma, but still.

While he didn't survive the Second Age, this boy went through so much pain, and... really, I feel like he doesn't get much of the appreciation he deserves.

Thank you for coming to my little rant as to why we need more fics that paint Celebrimbor as someone who isn't a stupid and naïve child, but more of a wiser version of Feanor and Curufin. He is not a tantrummy baby, for Ilúvatar's sake!

[thesummerestsolstice]

I like the idea that the Valar can grant boons to men or elves they favor. Sometimes visible– glowing markings, feathers, claws– and sometimes not. Attitudes of these blessings ranged from fear to reverence to jealousy, often reflecting opinions of the Valar more generally.

Galadriel's special treelight hair came from Finarfin. Finarfin got it as a result of Manwe's favor. Given how rare it was for Manwe to bestow such gifts, this caused quite a stir. Later, Morgoth would spread rumors that Manwe was trying to set Finarfin up as the new Noldor crown prince, bypassing Finwe's older children.

Namo gave Fingolfin a blessing, and no one was particularly sure why, Fingolfin included. The truth was that Namo had already foreseen Fingolfin's death, and wanted to give him the strength to let him wound Morgoth before falling to him. Namo has always felt a sense of responsibility for those who choose to come to his halls, even if he's powerless to change their fates.

Celegorm was blessed by Orome, given the kind of teeth and claws that a few of his best disciples had been granted over the years. Orome couldn't take those gifts back, so Celegorm kept them for all his life. You wouldn't know that looking at paintings of him, though, because none of them show him with the marks of Orome's hunt. Whether this was a choice made by him or by later revisionists trying to minimize his connection with the Valar is unknown.

Varda gave blessings to both Earendil and Gil-Galad in the final years of the First Age. Both of them are said to have shone like stars afterwards, and there were some darker rumors that like the hallowed Silmarils, they would burn any unholy flesh that touched them. Some speculated that the blessings were Varda's way of apologizing for leaving the elves to face Morgoth alone for so long.

Ulmo is probably the Vala who's given out the most blessings– Cirdan, Turgon, Finrod, and Tuor all recieved boons from him, among others. But everyone who's gotten blessings from Ulmo is weirdly secretive about it. There's lots of gossip floating around– Ulmo is the reason Cirdan has a beard, Ulmo is the reason Turgon is taller than Maedhros, Ulmo is the reason that everyone likes Finrod so much, actually everyone blessed by Ulmo gets gills and he has secret underwater meetings with them– you get the idea. Well, probably no reason to consider that last one. I can't imagine any of the Valar using their power for something that foolish.

There is fierce scholarly debate on whether Thingol received a blessing from Melian, and whether her descendants could, theoretically, do the same. Elrond would like everyone to please stop asking him about it. Elrond would also like everyone to please stop talking about Gil-Galad's hair turning silver after the two of them took a very normal hunting trip together.

(Multiple Valar have tried to take credit for just how amazingly luscious and wonderful Finwe's hair is. But no, that wasn't a blessing. He's just like that.)

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Maybe the reason Legolas always looks so perfect is elves don’t need to sweat to regulate body temperate. Maybe they just don’t sweat. Or it needs to be some seriously extreme physical strain.

Like I don’t see immortality working if elves are going to overheat as easily as humans do.

Then again maybe it’s an evolutionary trait of later elves born under the sun, and the later they’re born, the better the evolution (eg. Legolas’ is way better than Elrond’s because he was born 3rd Age.)

Which would be really funny to hold over the heads of these older ‘hardier’ elves. Like yes they’re harder to kill, but they also sweat worse than humans do. It’s only said hardiness which stops them very literally boiling to death, but it’s still an all round uncomfortable experience.

Because I don’t think the trees gave out heat? Unless it was a byproduct of the light, but I don’t think so.

…unless it’s a Laurelin specific thing because the sun and moon still come into existence and seem to work the same as ours.

Either way I imagine Valinor had some kind of thermostat keeping everything within a certain range. Then we get to Beleriand and sun and moon and everyone’s in for a surprise.

Fingolfin’s host included. They’ve seen the ice, sure. But they have no idea what deserts, or even hot summer days are like.

Even in Valinor it takes time to devise a new thermostat that accommodates for the new temp changes between day and night and all the stuff that comes with it.

[nelyos-right-hand]

I'm not sure if this is kind of a hot take, but I really think that people overestimate killing balrogs. I mean, don't get me wrong, they definitely aren't easy to kill and they're Maia and they're on fire and everything, but I often feel like who killed a balrog and who didn't is something like a filter for the best warriors. And I think that the main reason for that is that there are so few elves that Tolkien actually names to kill a balrog. But I don't think that that means other DIDN'T.

If you think about Dagor Aglareb, there were balrogs there. And I mean like, MANY balrogs. In the second and third age they might been have super rare, but in the first age there were armies of them. And since they won the Aglareb, someone must have killed those balrogs (Okay, maybe they just fled, but why would Morgoth have lost the battle if his troops didn't die?). Fëanor was surrounded by balrogs until his sons came and safed him. They must have killed at least a few of them. And even if you take the lost battles like the fall of Gondolin, the Bragollach or the Nirnaeth, there were a lot of balrogs there and you can't tell me Gothmog and the Glorfindel-Balrog were the only ones that died there. The same goes for dragons, by the way. They might have been way bigger than Smaug, but they couldn't fly until the war of wrath and their skin wasn't that thick yet so you could actually harm them with normal arrows. And I just can't imagine that the gap, Tol Sirion, Himlad and Dorthonion fell without taking some of these things down. And Himring DIDN'T fall, and I highly doubt Maedhros did that by just having build high walls or whatever.

So there might be no way to prove it, but I'm just gonna stand here and claim that every member of the second or third generation of the house of Finwë killed at least one balrog or dragon and that elves like Fingolfin, Fingon or Maedhros killed at least three of each.