#peak Feanor

[eri-pl]

TIL the Oath is in alliterative verse and I had to share it.

(bold: where I think the beats are)

Be he foe or friend, be he foul or clean, brood of Morgoth or bright Vala, Elda or Maia or Aftercomer, Man yet unborn upon Middle-earth,

neither law, nor love, nor league of swords, dread nor danger, not Doom itself, shall defend him from Fëanor, and Fëanor's kin, whoso hideth or hoardeth, or in hand taketh, finding keepeth or afar casteth a Silmaril. This swear we all: death we will deal him ere Day's ending, woe unto world's end! Our word hear thou, Eru Allfather! To the everlasting Darkness doom us if our deed faileth. On the holy mountain hear in witness and our vow remember, Manwë and Varda! 

Older version

Be he friend or foe   or foul offspring of Morgoth Bauglir,   be he mortal dark that in after days   on earth shall dwell, shall no law nor love   nor league of Gods, no might nor mercy,   not moveless fate, defend him for ever   from the fierce vengeance of the sons of Fëanor,   whoso seize or steal of finding keep   the fair enchanted globes of crystal    whose glory dies not, the Silmarils.   We have sworn for ever! 

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

The real tragedy of the kinslayings is that it’s just so fucking stupid. It’s about 3 shiny jewels. And that criticism goes for both sides.

[carmisse]

Of AU'S

Curufin : you promised me you wouldn't fall in love with anyone else.

Celegorm : Yes, but it happened.

•°•

Celegorm and Curufin as Thomas and Lucille Sharpe.

Luthien as Edith and Beren as Alan.

[eternal-fear]

Teleri: We're not giving you ships nor helping you build new ones. Not our King died, not our problems.

Feanor, about to do some kinslaying: Not for long.

[doodle-pops]

Feanor’s going to intimately know how Finwe felt with Indis if he actually left Nerdanel for the reader 😂

Definitely! Imagine bringing it up and teasing his tantrum when he learned of his father and Indis 🤣

Reader: I thought you were against remarrying?

Feanor cold sweating because you're right: I never said that.

Reader: Your father and Indis, plus you left Nerd—

Feanor: Never happened. You're delusional, probably hit your head. I love only you, accept my heart 😍

[paradife-loft]

kind of belated for CaranthirDayPosting, but I really do need to crawl into the professor's skull at some point and root around in there for some answers on what the fuck is going on with naming a kid Dark Finwe when you live in fucking Trees-era Valinor

what meaning is "dark" gesturing at there, sir, please explain to me, I need details

[lokittystuckinatree]

For those confused

Feanor: Gender Envy. I want to steal his gender

Maglor: Gender Lust. I want to steal his gender but also his heart

Maedhros: True Lust. I want to steal kiss many kiss

[batsyforyou]

Mini Headcanons for Squishing their Cheeks Elves Addition + One Maia

Tags: Dramatic kisses, Squishing faces, crack?

Author's note: I already stated in my cod part of this but random nonsense is todays order lol.

Squishing and kissing Glorfindel’s cheeks.

would do the same to you. Squish your cheeks and return your kisses. The affection makes Erestor sick lol 

Squishing and kissing Lindir’s cheeks

equals red tomato. He is embarrassed but loves it. Prays Elrond isn't around and that Erestor doesn't hear of it. Eventually he does grab a hold of your hands and kisses them.

Squishing and kissing Feanor’s cheeks

would equal in Dot. Dot. Dot. Blink. Would let it happen for like five seconds if it's in his office but if you try that with him in the forges your affections will get rejected a bit rudely. But don't take it to heart the forge it his main love lol

Squishing and kissing Celebrimbor’s cheeks

Would include baby melting into your touch. Giving you his best doe eyes + heart eyes while listening to your giggles. If it's in the forge he drops everything and freezes before he gets a hold of himself. Though his first reaction is freak out and get you away from what he’s working on. Because it's hot and potentially dangerous. But after that he kisses you with the passion only a feanorian can have.

Squishing and kissing Fingon’s cheeks

he pouts cutely and after getting his lips kissed he’d grin and move to tickle your sides. 

Squishing and Kissing Eönwë cheeks

You curl your finger and gesture for the tall maia to bend down to your height. Curious he raises a brow and accommodates you. Is shocked and surprised when you squish his cheeks and begin kissing him so dramatically. He flushes red embarrassed. Might even spot a judgemental Mairon peaking over his shoulder. “My love please.” Despite his 'disapproval' he lets you do what you want. His wings melting into the floor while listening to your happy giggles.

Squishing and Kissing Finrod's Cheeks

you tug on his hair and give him a good deep kiss to entice him closer before squishing and kissing his cheeks with vigor. He laughs and squeezes your hips and lifts you into his arms to set you on his shoulder. Showing off his strength and then it's his turn to laugh as you go bright red in the face.

Overall most of them can do without their faces getting squished lol.

Masterlist

[swanmaids]

The reason none of us are normal about the Silmarillion after reading it is because it’s about so many things. Even disregarding the Histories and the Unfinished Tales, the Silmarillion is about doom and brutal defeats and generational curses and fatal flaws and the breaking of cycles. It’s about flawed gods and family feuds and love that defies fate and the inevitable loss of all things beautiful. It’s about looking back thousands of years at the men and women of myth and legend. It’s about the wrenching tragedies and the glimmers of hope, it’s Feanor putting the first torch to the swan ships and Turin falling on his own sword, Fingolfin despondent summoning Morgoth to come out and face him and Beren and Luthien stealing a silmaril from his crown, Elwing saved against all odds and hope and Earendil climbing to the peak of the gods to plead for mercy - and winning it. And it’s also about getting naked and death battling a werewolf with your teeth.

[thesummerestsolstice]

My Headcanon Crafts for the House of Fingolfin:

Anaire: an architect. Very elegant in style; she designed a lot of Valinor's most beautiful classical guildhalls and ballrooms. She first met Fingolfin when she sought him out because she need a really nice stained glass window for one of her projects. She proposed to him by showing him a plan she'd made for their house.

Fingon: a glassworker like his dad! Unlike Fingolfin, instead of focusing on stained glass murals, he preferred more free form glassblowing and making sculptures. Other than some really flashy abstract stuff, his favorite works were little glass animals he liked to make for gifts. The first ones he made were two (slightly squished) doves for his parents.

Turgon: an architect. His designs were a lot more maximalist and fanciful, often based off of extremely beautiful and slightly surreal sketches. He designed basically everything in Gondolin, and the city was seen as the absolute peak of Noldor architecture, because everything there was legitimately awe-inspiring, from gravity-defying bridges to a minecart-based public transit system.

Aredhel: a hunter. But beyond that, she was well known for her incredible plants lore. From medicinal herbs to poison berries, she knew it all, and often made great use of it in the hunt. She often brought home fresh mushrooms and wild vegetables along with her latest kills for family dinners. She could also make a mean spiced rabbit.

Argon: an animal healer. He's a caring, gentle soul by nature, even if he's a bit excitable, and he's very good at getting animals to calm down. He always liked working with them, and decided that helping them was what he wanted to dedicate his life to. He'd often come home from the woods as a kid with an injured bird or rabbit and big pleading eyes.

Bonus! But sadder this time. Fingolfin left his little glass dove with Fingon before he went off to challenge Morgoth. It eventually ended up in Galadriel's hands because she was one of Fingon's only surviving relatives, and ended up inheriting a lot of his things. She gave it to Finarfin so he could take it back to Valinor and return it to Anaire. The doves were reunited. Eventually, so were their owners.

Headcanon Crafts for Finwe and his Children, the House of Feanor, the House of Finarfin, and the rest of the House of Finwe.

[eri-pl]

Silm reread 7: the Darkening of Valinor

So Melkor loses his shapeshifting "soon after" he runs away from Valinor (hiding from Tulkas and Orome), but when exactly? I suppose when he empowered Ungoliant. Because later he doesn't disembody or go in spirit form again.

Yes, he takes his big bad form to talk with her— and so he stays. Forever, says the book.

Ungoliant is afraid of Aman and of the Valar. :D

Melkor promises her a lot, with no intent to keep it. I feel like this may have something to do with him being so much nerfed after the situation, unable to take his power back from her (if it would be possible anyway) and almost eaten.

The Valar do like to take CoI-like forms and eat and drink (and celebrate in general I suppose). It is canon.

Feanáro is ordered to come to the party. Huh. why? who thought they had the authority to do it? the book doesn't say, so maybe it was Ingwë, this would make sense and I see why he would think it was a good idea.

Finwë is still upset, and as long as Fefe is banished, he does not want to meet his people. So again, Fingolfin doesn't feel very usurpy to me here.

…and despite being named "Wise", he overtalks Feanáro too. :( This time it doesn't result in Fefe getting upset, but in a badly worded promise.

Ungoliant eats the trees, gets so big and ugly that even Melkor is terrified of her.

Darkness mentioned again!!!

(googling the english text of this part)

The Light failed; but the Darkness that followed was more than loss of light. In that hour was made a Darkness that seemed not lack but a thing with being of its own: for it was indeed made by malice out of Light, and it had power to pierce the eye, and to enter heart and mind, and strangle the very will.

Oh. Darkness that is a thing. No, It *seems* to be a thing. (see: Theodicy and all that.)

I'll have to make a mass analysis of all the capital D Darknesses and how to connect them all (bind? no, we're not gonna do the bindy-bindy) to one concept. But I feel like they should be all facets of one thing concept.

Another thing (a thought for @dfwbwfbbwfbwf especially, I think): It's not "if". It's whenever their deeds started failing too much, Darkness fell upon them and entered heart and mind, and strangled the very will.

I don't think I'll subscribe to this HC, not fully, it makes things too easy, their hand was forced and I don't like their hand being forced.

But partially? This I will subscribe to. They did call upon something, something that seemed to be true, something that seemed to have the power to compel them. I think this reading is very close to Tolkien's intent, because it stinks of "this is how evil works".

Am I portraying Ungoliant as more evil than Melkor?

I think that at least in some aspect I am. Because she feels like something that is not entirely, well, that not entirely *is*. I don't know how to explain it better. And he was a Vala.

Can you stop being? Can you turn from a being to a non-being? I don't think so… I do not subscribe to the "Ungoliant was an uMaia" theory. I don't subscribe to any theory of "Ungoliant was [something that objectively exists]".

Ungoliant as Melkor's (self-inflicted but still real) trauma given a illusion of form by his power? Mmm. I like this one. I don't think it will be popular, but I do like it. (Or: his hatered, his jealousy, something like that, if you prefer. I don't think those are far apart from one another in this case.)

(Why is it easier to me when something evil-evil is not really real? Is it philosophy or my personality issues? Good question. I think there is some philosophy there too.)

Tulkas gets paralyzed by the spider-induced Darkness and Orome gets a "silence" spell on him. So, not only Melkor is defeated by a spider, he's just the most defeated.

[kitcat22]

Was reading the Silmarillion again and now I’m in pain thinking of how the last thing Feanor saw before his spontaneous combustion was the peaks of Thangorodrim where Maedhros will be hung from.

[thelordofgifs]

Obscure Tolkien Blorbo: Round 1

Thuringwethil vs Mahtan

Thuringwethil:

The vampire servant of Sauron whose cloak Lúthien uses as a disguise.

Her name means “Woman of Secret Shadow”, she's Sauron's herald, she takes the form of a vampire, it's implied she can shape-shift. Peak aesthetic!

Mahtan:

The father of Nerdanel, wife of Fëanor.

Favourite of Aule, he was the only elf ever gifted a beard by him, because he was so dear to him above all others! Taught Feanor and Nerdanel, and refused to get tricked by Melkor. It’s from him that the few Feanorians get their red hair, too!

Round 1 masterpost

[myceliumelium]

Okay lotr/sil OCs I have two that are a package set, cousins sort of? (You don't have to do both ^__^ or, you know, either if they don't spark anything)

One is male, reasonably tall, tan skin, with wide eyes that are grey but just a bit lavender (the kind of color that doesn't really register as lavender unless he wears purple or blue kinda? If that makes sense?).

He has the kind of features people describe as cheerful and sunny. A really nice smile? He has a scar split through the far left side of his lower lip down nearly to his chin from a fight he got into (someone said something he couldn't let go)

His hair is rabbits fur tan-grey. Which I headcanon as a mostly Sindar hair color. (Which meikers and other doll sites never have *sad sigh*) Texture is wispy fine, the kind of hair that starts coming out of whatever style its been put in to immediately after its been put up unless massive amounts of fixture is used, so he only does fancy styles for special occasions. Mostly it goes up in a bun, or a tail, or braids at the temples and pulled back, always with bits flying free of the style. It's usually about waist length if he hasn't burned it off doing something inadvisable.

He wears several gold hoops and studs, with ruby and garnet stones, and bangles, because he likes the clinking sounds they make. He sometimes wears a few rings on each hand (Noldor and their sparkly things) but more often he needs his hands free of things that could catch, so he strings them on the gold chain he wears, along side a small pendant star of Feanor.

He dresses nicely! Except he is one of those people that can't keep away from things that cause messes ever so his clothes almost always end up rumpled or singed or torn.

His cousin is blatantly and unabashedly based, personality wise, on Joan Watson from Elementary. So like, adventurous lady who seems like she's calmer and more careful, but that's only compared to her very smart but somewhat unhinged bestie and partner.

She's a little bit taller than my guy OC, with a similar skin tone, and grey eyes. No lavender for her, her's are thunderhead grey. Her hair is dark reddish brown, and wavy when loose. She has a shallow widows peak. She mostly keeps it back in a tight braid that reaches about down to her tailbone, or up with (sharp) jeweled hair sticks. Style made fancier when she needs it to be.

She has sharp features, and a resting face that says she is Unimpressed. She's got no facial scars, but several slices across the sides of her arms and forearms. Most are faded to almost nothing. She's pretty careful.

She wears a single pair of gold and ruby studs, with a matching necklace and cuff bracelet. She's Noldor but doesn't really 'get' the jewelry thing. She has as much as any lady, but only wears it when she has to. She does quite like fancy clothing though! She very much appreciates lovely colors and fabrics and embroidery. She just often ends up following her cousin onto rooftops and through fens and up mountains so she mostly keeps to practical AND pretty, and saves the gowns for when they're actually in Mithlond or other gown appropriate venues.

Both are generally armed, him with a sword and a bow, her with a shield and a halberd.

If something is mysteriously on fire, and they're in the area, there is like an 80% chance they're involved.

You will notice I have mentioned no names! These two are being SO stubborn about that. No names yet. Just stand ins of Rabbit and Fox!

The ask of not absolutely Drenching a noldo in jewellery was a big ask but I channeled the maximalism into the surcoat embroidery.

Fox is lovely, and I'm so glad you have me the chance to draw her!

I feel like they'd get along great with one of my ocs. same kind of chaos energy.

[imakemywings]

Fruit of the Family Tree

27k

Crimson Peak AU (no familiarity necessary)

Maglor/Thranduil, Maedhros/Maglor

Gothic horror, ghosts, haunted houses

Summary: All is not as it seems when Thranduil enters the ancestral Feanorian estate, but he fails to fully comprehend the scale and nature of the risk. If he's very lucky, one day he might even get to leave.

OR: Marrying into the House of Feanor comes with the skeletons in the closet.

Photo credit to Zach Lezniewicz on Unsplash.

[thecoolblackwaves]

Dying at "Family Orgy Thing (this sounds bad but it's Feanorians)" 😂please say more

😂 It's about as ridiculous, smutty, and taboo as it sounds lmao. I'll give you a snippet:

Maitimo wasn't sure if he ought to be angry or not. His drawer full of sex toys was unlocked and raided, his favorite purple jelly dildo missing. It was either being used for its intended purpose, or as blackmail, but either way, the person who had it was almost definitely Carnistar. He crept silently down the hallway towards the room Moryo and the Ambarussa shared - he got on with them quite peacefully despite the skip in birth order, while Curufin and Celegorm condensed their crazy to a different room, hence this arrangement - and snuck up to the closed door. He eased it open as slowly as posible while pinching the hinge to stop it from creaking, and peaked inside. Aha! There, on his brother’s nightstand, was the missing dildo. In plain view! He would have to tack on a discussion about age appropriate behavior around the twins onto the ones they would already be having about stealing personal possessions and sexual exploration.

I started this one night when I was feeling rather, ahem, horny, and it's kind of spiraled from there into anything and everything I can think of for the seven sons to do together, whether in pairs or as a group. Lots of exploration and new ideas and acrobatics and only one trip to the hospital so far. I'm also debating if I should add in Nerdanel and Feanor or not, perhaps in a sequel if I ever get that far.