#mae & mags

[runawaymun]

Elwing's goodbye, for @nolofinweanweek filling both prompts for Day 4 and for Day 5 (Elwing, Elrond, Elros). Double posting today because I'm working the rest of the weekend and I don't think I'll get around any more prompts this year.

This hurt to paint lol. I need to go lie on a cold floor for a while.

[victorie552]

Just had a thought, it's completely half-baked: So, um, NoME I think, said that there totally could be hröar without any fëar running around, right? Translating: there could be moving bodies with no souls/occupants left.

Zombies. Middle Earth has zombies.

And when would be a better time for zombies to roam around than after Nirnaeth Arnoediad? Even more after Second and Third Kinslaying. You know who would have a perfect opportunity to fight zombies to the point of habit? Fëanorians.

So I imagined the situation where Maedhros and Maglor fight some zombies, successfully turning them into parts (I mean, duh). Then Maedhros says something self-hating like "Surely there's more good to them than was left of us(me) as it hunts and hurts without consent, intent nor will, unlike us(me)."

And Maglor looks at him, then at the zombie's head he holds. He reaps the skull open (with his hands, yes), takes zombies' brain out, and throws it at Maedhros with "We also have an evidence he had a brain, unlike some brother of mine."

Cue Medhros releasing the MOST Older Brother Sigh.

[inthehouseoffinwe]

“Kanafinwë Makalaurë Maglor Fëanorion.”

Despite the dangerous tone that had once sent Morgoth’s armies fleeing, Maglor smiled innocently.

“Mhmm?”

Maedhros turned fully towards the younger, a thunderous look darkening the fair face. He held the phone to Maglor’s face.

“What. In Eru’s name. Is this.” He ground out.

“Fanfiction, brother dear. The name gives it away.” Maglor said with an offhanded wave, laughter threatening to break out despite the elder’s ever increasing rage.

Maedhros snapped.

“It’s MORGOTH’S WORK, THAT’S WHAT” He jumped up from the sofa, pacing back and forth, and Maglor was suddenly thankful that the walls were... somewhat soundproofed. “WHAT DEVILRY IS THIS THAT PORTRAYS THE EVENTS OF THE FIRST AGE IN SUCH A- A FRIVOLOUS MANNER-”

A string of curses followed as Maedhros ranted on and on about the inaccuracies, and Maglor fell off the sofa, clutching his stomach laughing. Maedhros glared daggers at him.

“You truly are the spawn of Morgoth, you know that?”

“Now now Maitimo, better not let Ammë hear you talk like that,” he replied, still laughing.

“I hate you.”

“You love me really.”

“I’m going to leave you here.”

“No you won’t.”

“I will.”

“You won’t.”

Maedhros frowned, crossing his arms as he stared at his younger brother lying on the floor, one leg on the sofa and his hair splayed wildly across the carpet. Maglor gave another innocent grin. Maedhros sighed.

“I will.”

Maglor’s grinned triumphantly, the spark in his eyes, so dull when Maedhros had arrived, finally growing brighter. Despite the reservations of his brother’s sanity, Maedhros gave a small smile back and dropped on the floor, leaning against the sofa

“But I’m warning you now. Anymore of that... whatever you want to call it, and I’ll toss you into the ocean myself. See how Ulmo treats you.”

“You’re the one who said he was first to appeal on my behalf,” Maglor retorted, “but fine. I suppose the last thing I need is to be done for another kinslaying.“

Maglor laughed again at his brother’s long suffering groan then sat up, a gentle smile taking the place of his grin.

“I’ve missed you Russandol.”

AKA: After several Ages, Maedhros is healed enough to be reembodied and given permission to hunt down his stubborn brother. Maglor isn’t quite ready to leave… but that’s ok. Maedhros can wait.

He could do without the horrors of modern day technology though.

[mageiad]

posting art i've never posted before every day until my wrist gets better: day 19

this is based on a series of insane tweets i made ages ago

[thelien-art]

Nelyafinwe & Kanafinwe

Kinslayers

[superloves4]

I know we all know and love the headcanon of Maedhros being the one to give Sauron his iconic name but consider this:

Mairon is all pleased with his beautifully decorated and perfectly detailed letter with the demands of the Feanorians surrender in exchange for the king (that he knows are all bs)

Only to receive Maglor’s letter and it just says

“Fuck off Stinky”

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

romantic homicide by d4vd is a good post-third kinslaying maemags song methinks

[sesamenom]

played oregon trail w the feanorians (traveled very lightly, brought like 200 pounds of food to start and hunted everything else, picked all the most dangerous routes, etc) and only feanor survived lol

[kanafinwe-makalaure]

HC that Maglor is the only brother Maedhros really has a true sibling dynamic with? The others are all so much younger, Mae is really patient and gentle with them all of the time - and he is also patient and gentle with Maglor most of the time, but Maglor is the only one who just Gets Under His Skin sometimes because Mae was still young enough to develop that sibling instinct when Maglor was born. Maglor is the Annoying Little Brother and Celegorm and younger are all Perfect Little Angels, Children Whom Maedhros Birthed Himself.

[maedhrosiseverything2me]

Ramadan with the Feanorians.

Maglor: so you don't eat or drink from sunrise to sunset?

Me: yep

Caranthir: and you do that once a year?.

Me: aha

Curufin: and it teaches you self-control and reinforces your faith?.

Me: pretty much

Maedhros: seems nice, I might try it

Me: yes you can, everyone can try it.

Me:*noticing Celegorm trembling*

Me: Celegorm?

Celegorm: NOT EVEN WATER?!

Me:*sighs*, yes Cele not even water.

[thecoolblackwaves]

Makalaure walking in on Maitimo getting high. He's surprised his perfect, responsible big brother is doing this, but curious, intrigued, thinks maybe it's a good thing he's letting loose. He sits next to him, legs pressed together, and leans on his shoulder. Next thing he knows Maitimo is cupping his jaw and pressing their lips together for a shot gun and everything is warm and hazy and he knows what to do, how to inhale / hold / exhale but they keep doing it anyways, keep kissing with the smoke curling in between them and it becomes their little secret. A ritual whenever stress gets too much, they huddle together on the windowsill, Makalaure'a legs on top of his brother's, practically sitting in his lap, clinging to each other as they trade breaths of smoke with little teasing licks of tongue.

[nationmckinleyscorset]

Starting to notice a little theme with my fictional crushes

They're all just a touch insane and covered in blood

[peachynm]

[meownotgood]

if you and aki had a child what would you name him/her

taiyo if it was a boy, mae if it was a girl... 🏃‍♀️💨

[superloves4]

My vetting process for a Silm adaptation:

"So, what happened in the first kinslaying?"

"Feanor ordered the Teleri be kille-"

"You're out. NEXT!"

[mangocheesecakes]

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