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fuckingfinwions · 4 months ago

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Maitimo Nelyafinwe is the treasure of his grandfather's court

He sits there naked with no jewelry. His only role is to show the beauty and greatness of the one of whom he's but a reflection of a reflection.

Finwe was pissed about the name. It rather implies a lot of people (2) dying for Maitimo to be third on the throne. Instead he is "as third as well-made as the king"

Maitimo doesn't really like it, but he tries to do a good job anyway. Despite resenting how at majority he went from being his father's heir and second in court, to laying on a pillow decoratively and having his opinion completely ignored. Or how he doesn't see his immediate family much anymore. Or how the king and queen and high princes fuck him whenever they please in private.

Maitimo doesn't mind the nudity particularly. The palace is always kept at a pleasant temperature, and Maitimo has no shyness about his form. It would be nice if he could wear jewelry though, to show himself as part of Feanor or Finwe's household; rather than sitting here with no one's emblem at all, no braids or beads to show mastery at a craft. He's able to talk Finwe into letting him put his hair in a single braid, to keep it from blowing in his face or hiding his body, and ties it off with a simple black ribbon. Maitimo learns to adjust his pose only slowly, and no more than twice an hour, so he doesn't get told off later for fidgeting. He makes sure that his cock stays soft, his hair doesn't obscure any part of his face, the red marks from laying on one leg are not prominent in the next pose, and that any bruises or scrapes from the night before are hidden. The image of the king should be perfect, a sign of grace and nobility rather than sexuality.

Maitimo also wishes his father wasn't disgusted by him, but he tells himself he shouldn't be surprised. Feanor has long hated Indis for marrying King Finwe; of course he'd disapprove of Maitimo being the king's lover. Not to mention that Maitimo is committing incest - an abomination, though surely nothing the king wishes can be a crime. Feanor initially made eye contact with Maitimo sometimes across the hall, and would even rest a hand on his shoulder or murmur a greeting on his way to the throne. But since Feanor walked in on Maitimo kneeling taking Nolofinwe's cock, he hasn't even glanced at Matimo.

Maitimo has not asked if the right to his body is only granted to Finwe's younger sons, or also to the crown prince. He doesn't want to have sex his father, and whether Feanor is staying away because he's forbidden or disgusted makes little difference, surely. If Finwe has simply forgotten to make the offer however, Maitimo doesn't want to remind him. Though he does wonder sometimes, if Feanor would be allowed to visit and hold him and do nothing more.

(Feanor is horrified, at his father and himself. He loves Finwe so much, and has never thought of holding anything back from his father - but he had thought he was giving Maitimo up to a dull role of standing looking pretty with no power, not anything worse. He doesn't want to believe Finwe approves of this - but Feanor confronted him and confirmed it. Feanor is caught between love for his father and his son, and thinks himself weak for not exposing his father's deeds in court, or ripping Maitimo away and moving to Tol Eressea, or being able to trust Finwe that this is best.)

Feanor doesn't speak about having an heir anymore. He occasionally has one of his sons stand in for him at court, but Maitimo listens carefully and they're always introduced as "Feanor's representative for this session", nothing permanent. Who attends rotates as well, with Maglor of course being the first to stand in as the only one old enough, and then in time Caranthir argues the more detailed economic opinions, or Curufin speaks on matters of interest to smiths that don't need the full persuasion of Feanor. Maitimo wonders sometimes if he would have been friends with Caranthir and Curufin, who were only children when Finwe took him. He wonders too what the youngest twins are like, as they never attend council sessions and he can only recognize them at court events by the hair. It makes sense of course that Celegorm doesn't represent Feanor; he would hate sitting through council meetings, and can't be trusted to parrot someone else's words.

Maitimo does get the chance to occasionally speak with Maglor, for a few minutes at a time. Maglor is an expert musician, and at times will perform before the court. Maglor performs from the steps below the the throne, mere feet away from where Maitimo sits. Sometimes Finwe is in the middle of a conversation when Maglor is ready, and then Maglor and Matimo can chat as long they're ready for Finwe to cut them off mid-sentence for Maglor to perform. So Maitimo does learn a little bit more about his family than is announced for the whole court to hear, but not much.

#maitimo as reflection au #I do think when Feanor starts agitating to leave for Beleriand Maedhros at first wonders if he'll be abandoned #not that his family has helped at all but he'd miss the glimpses he gets of them #Feanor (and Maglor) however are smart enough to argue that even while leaving they are King Finwe's subjects #and if King Finwe doesn't want to leave Tirion (perfectly understandable) they should have an image of him to keep his memory always #so as Maitimo is the most beautiful image of Finwe they'll be taking him too #sidenote I think Feanor agonizes for awhile about telling Nerdanel that Maitimo is being raped #but eventually yells it angrily in one of the fights leading to their divorce #''I /do/ think of our sons when I say I hate Nolo and I want to leave Valinor! the spawn of Indis fuck Maitimo and my father does nothing!'#leaving out that Feanor has done basically nothing about it for decades or more by now

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kingocats · 1 month ago

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Silm Fics

And the centuries surround me with fire: The Maedhros Maitimo body swap fic (Long fic, complete)

Let us glorify the dark burden of fate: 5 plus one things. Maedhros centric. One shot

Love is a growing up: Maitimo has two great loves in his life. The love for his father and the new unfamiliar love for his childhood best friend. Sometimes those loves clash. One shot.

In the bleak midwinter, long ago: Fingon sees Maedhros on the Helcaraxe. One shot.

What then kills love?:

After Thangorodrim they can't seem to forgive each other.

Russingon. One shot.

Have you also learned that secret from the river?: Maedhros and Fingon, at the Mereth Aderthad. One shot.

sentences go unfinished, you know how they're going to end: Before and after the Nirnaeth. one shot.

The Silmarillion Tv Series: 2 parts. Basically what if Maedhros and Fingon played themselves on the Silm TV series.

All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us: Reembodied Maedhros. One shot.

I saw pale kings and princes too: Russingon Fae Au. Long fic. Complete

Into the eternal darkness, into fire and into ice.: Maedhros in Angband. I accidentally orphaned this because I am an idiot. Long fic. Complete.

My course is set for an uncharted sea: Maedhros and a former thrall reflect. Tangentially related to the Maedhros in Angband fic. One shot.

Thus strangely are our souls constructed: Maedhros, beauty, and his names. One shot.

An enclosed space, water, and a slow death: Maedhros comes back from angband different. Tolkien horror week. One shot.

#silmarillion fics #my writing

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thecoolblackwaves · 2 months ago

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Okay I gotta know about about MaeMags fuck or die 🥺💗

Idk what's wrong with me but Mae and Mags have been through such shit together already that a fuck or die scenario is just very funny to me and I want to know what you have in mind👀

Alright!!! The working title of this is "Lilac Haze" but the doc is still titled Maemags fuck or die bc I haven't decided yet if I like it

Lol it's a modern-with-magic AU so the stakes and angst are a bit lower than canon settings, but it is still very much fuck or die. Maitimo and Makalaure are trapped inside the older brother's bedroom by an ancient, cursed box. If they cross the threshold of the room, they die a violemt and painful death. No one knows they are trapped and supplies are limited. The only way out? To have sex, and confront their emerging feelings.

Here are some choice passages:

The air felt stilted, everything a hazy purple that pulsed like lecherous club lighting. Or maybe it was just Maitimo's head that throbbed with heat? He nervously bounced his knee and watched the lithesome lines of his brother’s body reveal themselves. Maitimo’s breath caught in his throat. His brother looked…. Beautiful. His mascara-coated lashes cast long shadows upon his soft cheeks, dark against his normally pale skin now glowing lilac. He seemed to shine in the light like a star or precious gem in their father’s workshop, reflecting brilliance tenfold. Even his eyes glowed, shuttered as they were, depthless in their expressions. **********

"We must, and we mustn't,” both sides of Maitimo’s brain said simultaneously. In the end, though, what choice was there? The first kiss was slow, hesitant, a fleeting brush of lips they quickly pulled away from to goggle at each other again. The second one was gentle but firmer, lingering, feeling each other’s warmth. The third soon turned into a fourth, fifth, sixth, and soon enough they lost count of how many times they joined and pulled away only to chase each other with passion. After many minutes of making out, Maitimo threw his head back to gasp for air. His neck was already starting to hurt from leaning down towards the shorter man, and his cock was at half mast, rising quickly. Makalaure could likely feel the press of it against his body, just like Maitimo could feel a similar hardness if he focused. “Want to move this to the aquatics portion?” The older brother asked. “Yes, please.” Stepping away from their embrace, Maitimo slowly dragged his underwear down his legs, keeping eye contact all the while. He tossed the garment in his hamper and did a little spin, shimmying his hips at the end. His brother laughed, even in the daunting face of his swaying erection, which had been the goal. Makalaure returned the favor, spinning to show off his nude body for his brother’s conflicted gaze. Kano was an objectively attractive person, with long limbs covered in smooth, evenly tanned skin, and pleasing features. His dark hair hung down to his waist, the wispy tips brushing against the curve of his hips; between his legs, a blood-filled cock stood at attention. Maitimo drank his image and fought against the instinctive urge to mentally censor his brother’s presentation into a more familial one. He looked openly at his cock, the spirals of hair around it, admired his toned legs, and watched avidly as Kano turned again to show off his backside. “You’re beautiful,” he repeated. It was the only thing he could say that wouldn’t ruin this, but it seemed to be enough for his brother. “Thank you, Nelyo.”

#maemags #this one im quite proud of and cannot waitttttt to finish though i still have a lot left #my writing #asks #tag game #boop boop

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outofangband · 4 years ago

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Masterlist of (fiction) Writing

(not all posts/stories have been archived to my masterlists, let me know if you can’t find anything)

Edit: I now have a second one here because of link limits!!!!

Other masterlists

(Present!Maitimo AU has its own masterlist)

Edit: Sauron centric fics are on a masterlist linked on the other masterlists page

micro fics now at the bottom!

Valinor and Pre Angband: Off To Sleep Worst Fears Fingon’s Birth Silm + Fairy Tales Fusion: Sleeping Beauty Fingon at the Ocean

Maedhros in Angband: (still working on putting this into more of a timeline. the very first stuff should be at the top though. Mairon’s lab in section afterwards)

Parlay, letter, stripped of armor

Maedhros is branded, overseen by Morgoth + second brand

Boots Offer Personal Attention: full version (deals with sexual assault) Mairon supervises Maedhros’s second meeting with Melkor He brought the boy to his bed again (deals with sexual assault) Kinslayer and Poor Foolish Elf Muzzle Blurring and Poison: Aftermath Prey Gothmog Drags Maedhros to Morgoth and the prequel Autonomy Even in the Dungeons...Elves Will be Elves and Song The Kitchens: Part One Sing for Me, Little Bird and the companion piece here You Will Eat Or... Halloween Stories: A Feast In Angband Whumptober Day Two: Collars and Maedhros Attends A War Meeting Feigned Domesticity and Please You Should Feel Lucky Two Snippets Detached + sleep deprivation Complicit , Hourglass , One Room Relief and Clean Fingolfin and Maedhros in Angband Private War Meeting At his side Part One and At his side part two (mentioned sexual assault) One who has returned from the dead Treated like an animal Angband is a horrifying place and Eldritch Horror Interlude then Quiet Evening and Predicament Little Bird Dragons + Of Orcs and Elves A Warm Bath Scar Touching + Prequel Kinslayer part three Special Event

Prompt fill: grab hair

Post Angband:

Maedhros Gets Used to the Healing House Maedhros Sees the light of day Begging Locked Safe here Hands Bad Pain Day A Normal Day Running Panic WhelveVolition

Unfamiliar Hand

There Were a Few Who Had Escaped the Mines of Angband Spring Rains Bathe Reflection Fingon and Maedhros Share moment Yes I Betrayed You Blindfold A King No Longer Water Fingolfin’s Journals Authority End of the Day Celegorm and Maedhros Talk Curufin and Maedhros Talk Flashes Look at Me Get rid of it Disoriented Nightmare Time in nature Testimony Nighttime bath Forehead touch

Fingolfin and Maedhros snippets

“I need no help from you”

Fingolfin cleans Maedhros’s scratches

Autumn Something To Be Said

Other:

The Return

#Maedhros #The Silmarillion #tolkien #silmfic #can reblog!#long post

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