#silmarillion hcs

[eilinelsghost]

🤔 for the silm ask meme!

🤔 Tell us one of your favorite Silm headcanons. Can be one that's out in the wild or a personal one!

Hmm, it's hard to pick a favorite...I'll go with this one because it's been on my mind a lot lately with the series I'm writing.

One of the reasons everyone turned on Finrod so quickly in Nargothrond is that it's the refuge city - it's where you go if the war/siege is getting to you and you're afraid of what might come. Finrod encourages this, of course, because that's literally why he built the place, but it ends up being exactly why he loses it too.

Another aspect of this is that a lot of the war-wounded end up there also. For example, while the Silm references that those set free from Angband were often turned away by their kin out of fear, Gwindor just shows back up in Nargothrond and is apparently welcomed without much hesitation. He even gets Túrin welcomed there as well. I think that's because it's been a sort of long standing policy that Nargothrond takes in the ones who don't have anywhere else to go.

Somewhat unrelated, but I also imagine there are more children in Nargothrond than in the other Elven kingdoms. Especially after the Bragollach when the Siege has broken and the illusion of peace is gone.

All of this of course makes the sack of Nargothrond even more depressing than it already is, so my deep apologies there.

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Thanks so much for the ask!

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Instead of honouring specific aspects of his heritage, Elrond creates something entirely new for himself.

The House of Elrond is it’s own thing. Imladris is entirely unique. You think you see something Noldorin or Sindar or even Mannish, but look for a second more and it’s not like that at all.

Because when Elrond designed it as a Homely House, he made sure anyone who came knew they’d be welcome. They could heal and start over without judgement.

(Ultimately that’s what keeps his relations with other races so strong too. They feel comfortable in this home of many lines.)

There are specifically Dúnedain influences though. He’s fostered so many kids, looked after so many families, he wants to make sure they know that they might have lost their kingdom, but they still have a home. It’s common for Dúnedain to stop by, take refuge, recover, just say hi to friends. But they’re such an unknown people, you can’t see it unless you know it’s there. There’s even a beautiful little graveyard where so many of his distant nephews and nieces have found their rest, visited regularly by the residents of Imladris.

There’s also many many trinkets from across the centuries scattered around. A wonky dagger with a place of honour, the first work of a rising chieftain. The cracked vase from that time it was knocked over by a ball from a young boy. Letters and drawings carefully kept in Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, Arwen, and even Celebrian’s drawers. Glorfindel, Erestor, and most residents of Rivendell have at least a few items gifted by the many generations of Dúnedain who’ve walked through the valley.

All this is taken with them when they sail, and the memory of these people whose lives were so entwined with their own lives on.

[eloquentsisyphianturmoil]

how silm characters react to the fandom

Feanaro: gets way too involved way too quickly, has multiple troll accounts and blocks anyone who sa-si’s.

Nerdanel: can’t really use technology but thinks it’s kind of fun.

Maitimo: instant anxiety attack. Is morbidly fascinated by all the russingon smut. Thinks the Fingon content is sweet. Loves kidnap fam.

Maglor: follows nails-in-my-wall. Immediately starts shitposting about his family. Uncertain why half the fandom thinks he’s a crab.

Celegorm: Deleted his account when he realised Finrod got more rep than him. His new account only is on the low down.

Caranthir: embezzling fanartists somehow. No moral compass.

Curufin: found silvergifting, had a heart attack.

Nolofinwë: Anaire keeps complimenting all the art of him and he’s getting flustered.

Fingon: obsessively saves artwork of Maedhros. Ironically endorses the posts calling him a posh asshole.

Aredhel: gets so much closure from all the online support.

Turgon: disproportionately annoyed by one (1) person who said he was insensitive.

Finarfin: always brings up the youngsters on the internet who think he’s a good king.

Finrod: thinks he’s not famous enough. Works to remedy that.

Aegnor: wonders why everyone thinks he owns and frequently uses a hair straightener; cries over every artwork of him and Andreth.

Galadriel: no one knows and it’s frankly disturbing.

Elrond: periodically censors posts using him as a moral compass. Offers hugs to everyone who reblogged that one post.

[lidoshka]

Celegorm came looking for his dog and found him in the company of Amras.

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A late night musing I had while chatting with a friend.

[thestaroffeanor]

"...she was fearless and hardy of heart, as were all the children of Finwë" Írissë "Aredhel" Ar-Feiniel

[merilles]

They were girls together…

[sesamenom]

second of seven

[sauroff]

Nerdanel seeing Feanor for the first time, probably

*should write it. I'm already in bed and too lazy to change it now

[red-raven-reading]

I have a headcanon that Maedhros and Caranthir were really close in Valinor. Turko and Kurvo were already in separable, and the twins go without saying, while Káno was everybody's favourite musician with no end of admirers and performances.

Nelyo loves all his brothers, of course, but he sees his younger, easy to anger, always blushing, awkward, and a bit overshadowed brother and gets fiercely protective. He is there with Moryo to support him and help him work through his emotions. His brother is reactive - always - so he helps him talk through why he got so angry about Angaráto's taunt or Findekáno's joke. Moryo is shy and uncertain so Nelyo always makes sure that he actually does what he wants to do without being shouted down for being boring by Turko and Kurvo especially.

When they swear the Oath, something changes. Moryo regrets it immediately but sees that his brother, the ever resolute Nelyo is just following their father like the rest of them. It cracks his faith in his older brother which is only worsened when he sees Nelyo at the burning of the ships finally seeing the foolishness but doing nothing to stop their father when he's the only one that could get through to him.

Their father dies and Nelyo becomes king but then he abandons them to go on a suicide mission to try and outsmart Morgoth. By the time he returns, broken and carried by a Ñolofinwion, Moryo is just angry with him. For sailing in the first place, for never stopping their father, for falling for Morgoth's trap, for putting them in debt to Ñolofinwë and his people, and, the last great injustice, handing over the ruling of the Noldor to Ñolofinwë.

He gets angry and he lashes out at Angaráto which, in turn, makes Nelyo angry at him. They fight and Moryo accuses the still-recovering Nelyo of many things. It breaks the trust between them entirely as Nelyo agrees with all of his hateful words and Moryo would do anything to take them back but his pride won't let him.

They separate - becoming Maedhros and Caranthir - and they become distant from each other. Maedhros becomes incredibly close with Maglor as they support one another while Caranthir convinces himself that he likes to be alone.

By the time Caranthir dies in Doriath, they have barely spoken outside of battle plans and finances in centuries.

[thelien-art]

Hi ! Would you like to draw Glorfindel ? :3

Have a nice day <3

Thank you <3, and you too :)

Glorfy my beloved, it´s been too long

[atane-is-here]

@ainurweek

Balrogs - Kosomoth

Kosomoth, also called Gothmog, was the captain of Balrogs, son of Melkor and heir to his throne. In the beginning, his father favored him greatly. But as Melkor became more deranged, he started to forget the adoration he once held for his son. Ever since the return of Melkor to middle earth Kosomoth has tried to win back that attention. Whether it be by rescuing his father from Ungoliant or slaying Feanor, his enemy. He could never truly break through to him. He saw Gondolin as his next chance. With the information that was extracted from his prisoner, victory was guaranteed. He planned to return to his fathers fortress in glory. And victorious they were with the hidden Kingdom completely destroyed. And on his dark throne, Morgoth was glad. Already sinking into thoughts of his next plot, he missed a crucial detail about this latest success. His captain never returned to Angband.

[camille-lachenille]

I was thinking about Indis, which doesn’t happen very often, and decided she needed a craft of some sort after the Darkening bc her retiring in Valmar and mourning for the rest of eternity isn’t convincing me, thanks but no Professor Tolkien.

So what? Indis goes to Estë and learns the arts of Healing, because she has seen enough hurt and pain in her life and she wants to be able to do *something* even if it’s too late for her family. She becomes a pretty damn good healer and, when Eärendil manages to convinces the Valar to send an army to Beleriand, Indis joins the army as a battlefield healer. Her last son is going to war, she won’t sit back and turn her thumbs while he’s in danger.

What she sees in Beleriand is terrible and painful but, behind the grim reality of war, she sees what her children and grandchildren loved so much in Beleriand, and she remembers her youth under the stars.

Indis learns other healing methods from the Exiled healers, the Edain, anyone who is willing to exchange knowledge with her. She also meets a young healer named Elrond, who specialised in (more like invented) mind-healing, and Indis greedily learns everything he cam teach her, because healing the mind and soul is what her family would have needed.

The day Finarfin is grievously wounded, Indis is glad to have come, and she works restlessly along the other healers to save her son. Finarfin looses sight in one eye but lives, and it all she could ask for.

The war comes to an end and Indis returns to Valinor, weary but also feeling more like herself than in ages. Tirion is doing well under the regency of Findis, and Finarfin is able to recover peacefully.

Indis is there when Finrod is re-embodied and she helps him recover from the mental scars he still has. But this is not enough for her, not now that a lot of the Exiles have returned and most of the soldiers from Valinor are still scarred in many ways by the War of Wrath.

So Indis starts giving lectures on mind-healing in Tirion and Valmar’s universities, and teach any who is willing to learn. She has help from a few mind-healers who were taught by Elrond and sailed back West, and soon mind-healing is a fully recognised field of medicine.

Ages pass, people are re-embodied and others Sail, and Indis is happy to see they receive all the support they need. She retires, at some point, to spend time with her newly returned children and grand-children, and she finally takes the time to process her own grief she tried to forget for a long time.

And one day, Elrond sails to Valinor, and he asks an audience with the dowager queen Indis. Indis is surprised but accepts. The first thing Elrond does when he enters the room is to bow in front of her and thank Indis for everything she did here in Valinor. “Your teachings saved my wife, when she came here nearly fading,” he explains. “I wasn’t able to help her, but she told me everything about the support network she found here. And thank you for helping my parents, too.”

Indis can only hug Elrond closely, this great-great-great-great grandchild of her she never saw growing up. “I could have never done it without you, child, I must thank you, for your teachings healed my own family.”

And that is how Indis, former queen of the Noldor, and Elrond, heir to half a dozen titles but lord only of his own garden, became fast friends and a frankly terrifying duo when it came to talk some sense into someone.

[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.

[eloquentsisyphianturmoil]

Maedhros on Thangorodrim trying to put strain on the manacle because dammit it’s just metal, it can break, it can break, it can all be over he can break it, it will break it will break it will how the fuck is he weaker than a stupid fucking manacle it’s metal it’s just fucking metal—feanor shaped metal like it was clay—and dammit he is feanor’s son—so why won’t it fucking break oh god oh god

[lidoshka]

@feanorianweek #4 Caranthir - dyeing

With cooperation come new handcrafting tecniques, and Caranthir doesn't know which one is his favourite: learning or teaching.

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@feanorianweek #4 Caranthir - tinturas

Junto con la cooperación vienen nuevas técnicas manuales, y Caranthir no sabe cual de las dos pociones aprecia mas: si aprender o enseñar.

[thestaroffeanor]

Swan-maiden of Alqualondë Eärwen