#maybe that’s what finally convinced them to let out Fëanor and Fingolfin

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Finarfin Fades.

No one expects it, no one’s faded in Valinor since Miriel. The War of Wrath is won and he comes back, waving off the courtiers, well wishers, and congratulators with his usual grace, and walks into the palace of Tirion. To rooms abandoned since their owners left so long ago. Winding deeper and deeper his feet take him to what was once Finwë’s favourite garden.

He’s so tired.

He’s fulfilled his promise to Fëanaro and Nolofinwë, to avenge them. To make the agony of their final moments - agony Finarfin felt, falling to the floor screaming as fire and darkness consumed his spirit - count for something. Now Morgoth is finally gone, but he’s not the only one.

His brothers, larger than life, larger than death, are gone. With them his sons. Niece. Nephews. Grandchildren. His daughter is never to return. He Saw little Nelyo’s death in his dreams and is sure hopes for the child’s own sake that Makalaurë will be close behind.

Little remains. Even less on these golden shores.

So Finarfin sits on a bench long overgrown with vines and weeds, and watches the sun filter through the thicket, wishing the ghosts he sees in his father’s garden would flesh out.

He sits. He waits.

And by the time anyone finds him, it’s too late.

…at least he’s smiling again.

[crash-course-in-chaos]

My favourite gayboy Elves to walk Middle-Earth

Silmarillion Rants: No.1 The Forbidden Gayboys

That's right Maedhros and Fingon. I swear to gods Tolkien must have adored Romeo and Juliet because god DAMN is there some Romeo and Juliet forbidden love bullshit in the Silmarillion. Mainly with Beren and Lúthien but I’ll get to them another day. But right now I want to rant about these two dorks with a blood feud literally singing to find each other at the peaks of Thangorodrim right above the Enemy’s lair.

So without going into too much detail into how Maedhros ended up chained to the top of the Mountains of Tyranny....ok no let’s talk about it actually because he is an IDIOT but an excusable idiot. Our boy Maedhros, after Papa Fëanor gets wrecked by Gothmog in the Battle-under-Stars, gets offered a peace treaty by a servant of Morgoth who essentially says “Hey man, Morgoth here, just wanted to give you a Silmaril because you beat my armies so darn good, meet me here and its yours.” Then Maedhros, Chief Idiot of all the sons of Feanor (ok maybe not, but for now he is) convinces his brothers that its a good idea, except they are going to outsmart Morgoth by bringing more people than were agreed on. Then they get to the meeting place. It was at that moment he knew. He had fucked up. Morgoth had sent EVEN MORE force, and also a Balrog or two for good measure. So long story short, Maedhros for reasons unknown, possibly wasn't thinking straight cos his Dad just died, his brothers weren't thinking straight either, thought he could trust and outwit Morgoth based on that trust. Woops I guess. So that's how you get taken hostage, all your comrades killed (except your brothers, and their parties who all retreated) and chained by one hand to the top of the Enemy’s big bad mountain, just in case anyone was wondering.

So now that you’ve found yourself stuck at the top of Thangorodrim like Maedhros, what do you do? A. Wriggle out of it. B. Wait for Morgoth to get bored and kill you or set you free. C. Hang there in torment while your brothers are downstairs not doing much at all to rescue you. The answer is C. Luckily for Maedhros, a beautiful bean named Fingon arrived with HIS daddy, Fingolfin, after they were all forced to traverse the barren icy hell to the north thanks to Fëanor and sons. Despite this feud between Fëanor’s sons and Fingolfin however, precious Fingon goes “I’m getting tired of the bullshit between us all guys, can’t we all just get along we have a big bad guy to fight, not each other. Oh wait my old friend Maedhros, whom I was friends with before Morgoth was sprouting bullshit among our people way back in Valinor is on top of that mountain above the Enemy stronghold?? Hold that thought about war guys I’ll be right back, try not to kill each other....again.” And so by the good grace of Fingon’s mighty heart and love for his ‘friend’ Maedhros, the hero Maedhros needs but not the one he deserves appears on Tharongorodrim. Not being able to see or find a way because of all the smoke and haze spewing from the mountain, this motherfucking SAP of an Elf sits there, pulls out a harp, and starts singing an old AF song from way back when Fëanor and Fingolfin were cool(ish), back when the Noldor were one people more importantly though, back when these two god damn lovebirds were living a HAPPY life.

Before I keep going I feel like I really need to stress how much of a bean Fingon is. He has just come across a frozen HELL which he walked on for however many years I honestly cant remember, regardless he crossed the Grinding Ice because Feanor and his sons (aka, Maedhros) did a bit of kinslaying and then jumped in some boats saying they would send them back over, but then BURNED THE BOATS WHICH THE NOLDOR THEY LEFT BEHIND COULD SEE. So Fingon gets to Hithlum, after this long dreadful march, arrives to a battlefield essentially, where the people who fucked his people over are living, gets there hears that one of the guys who fucked him over is being tortured on the biggest and baddest mountain in Middle-Earth at this stage, and goes I need to risk my life by potentially diving into the hands of the enemy to save him. Once he gets there he sits down and plays a song and starts singing to him. Now, if that is not GOD DAMN LOVE I don't know what is.

So my boy Fingon eventually gets a response to his beautiful song from the good old days, and Maedhros is singing back to him. And it is beautiful and sad at the same time but also full of hope and I have some emotions. But he gets up there to a point where he can see his long lost lover Maedhros but can’t actually get to him to help him down. Realising this Fingon starts weeping (I would cry too if I couldn't reach that sweet elf booty) and Maedhros begs Fingon to kill him with his bow. In what they think are the final moments with Maedhros begging his ancient friend to end his misery, Fingon calls upon Manwë to guide his arrow as swift and true as he can as well as asking for pity upon the Noldor. Manwë then heeds his prayer and does one of the only commendable things he ever does in my opinion because he has a tiny bit of pity left for the Noldor (Manwë gets on my nerves but that's a rant for another day) and sends Thorondor, King of Eagles, basically at the speed of light to stop Fingon and instead carry him up to Maedhros, which would have been a much better prayer anyway, but what are Elves if not absolute drama queens. So now our lovers are united, but Fingon soon realizes that he can’t free Maedhros from the stone, to which Maedhros still being a drama queen goes “Just kill me with your knife please babe I can’t live anymore” I assure you those are the exact words as written by Tolkien. Fingon just goes dude shut the fuck up, and hacks off his hand by which he was bound instead. And with that they go back down, Fingon is renowned as a hero for saving his true love from the top of a mountain in the heart of Enemy territory, and Maedhros in his love and gratitude for Fingon revokes any right he had to kingship of the Noldor and passes it to Fingon, by which they reunite the Noldor and end the feud between the two branches. At least for a while because the other six sons of Fëanor aren’t too impressed.

This post has already become too long and there is so much more to be said about these two as individuals but for now I will wrap it up with their separation in the fifth battle of the First Age, Nirnaeth Arnoeidiad. My own personally headcanon here is that Fingon was distraught when Maedhros’s host was late to battle which is why Fingon’s host took such heavy losses at the beginning of the battle under the gates of Angband, due to the worry of Fingon for Maedhros. But I can imagine the relief on Fingon’s heart when he heard the trumpets of Maedhros coming to his aid. Even more so I think about the horror Fingon would have felt in witnessing after his host and the host of Maedhros being separated by Glaurung, the betrayal of the Easterlings who turned on the host of Maedhros, with such force that the entire host was scattered. Soon after, Fingon was separated from Turgon and Hurìn, and I think he would have fought out of hatred and desperation in not knowing the fate of Maedhros. While everyone around him died, and he was left alone fighting off Gothmog, I can’t help but think Maedhros was on his mind as he was finally slain by Gothmog after being ambushed from behind by a second Balrog.

SO IN SUMMARY, Fingon son of Fingolfon is the most precious god damn bean to walk Middle-Earth and is such a god damn sap full of love and forgiveness and he did not deserve to die alone at the hands of Gothmog. Who incidentally is kind of the reason he had to save Maedhros and become King of the Noldor in the first place, because Gothmog killed Fëanor….regardless Maedhros did not deserve Fingon and Fingon did not deserve to die.