The Fall of Fingolfin With his dying breath, he beheld the three luminous Silmarils shrouded in darkness.
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The Fall of Fingolfin With his dying breath, he beheld the three luminous Silmarils shrouded in darkness.

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‘Curufin got burns on his arms from holding onto Fëanor as he fucking exploded’ is a revolutionary god tier idea that I am subscribing to for the rest of my life
Finrod and Maedhros in the halls or post embodiment talking about Sauron.
Not about the torture or the agony they went through, more like gossiping on how much of a peacock he was, strutting around and bragging about how beautiful he is.
If you came across them in the street you’d think they’re talking about one of those overdressed Tirion nobles, but then you hear “I preferred his torture to his speeches because dear Eru those were a whole new level of pain-“
“Heard all of two before being mauled. Definitely preferred the werewolf.”
Celebrimbor sometimes joins these sessions but he’s got the additional years of having known Annatar and it’s therapeutic to talk about how self absorbed he was to people who really understand. Safe to say Maedhros and Finrod sombrely commiserate the kid on dealing with that for centuries.
“How did you two become friends??”
“I think his vanity numbed my brain.”
“That’s fair.”

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Sons of Feanor but they're cats
Maedhros the Long Boy
Maglor the Loud
Celegorm the Hunter
Caranthir the Grumpy
Curufin the Daddy's Boy
Ambarussa the Orange
Bonus - Celebrimbor learning about another of his family's exploits.
Maedhros still bloody from the first kinslaying when he sees Maglor already composing the first draft for the Noldolantë
Son and Heir (gouache practice)
It’s a shame that the Noldorin people were stuck with a hereditary monarchy and never moved toward democracy. Imagine what Fëanor would have been like during his campaign… it would have been hilarious.

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ok but Maedhros HAS a Silmaril IN HIS HAND and then it BURNS him and he can’t let it go so he DIES holding it. and Maglor has one too and it’s all he’s been striving for the entire book and it BURNS HIM because he’s lost his right to it so then he THROWS IT IN THE SEA (the only person to do this!! ever!!!) and then WALKS AWAY. what the fuck.
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
when fingolfin learns feanor's second son is due on the same day as his firstborn, he resolves to keep his intended name a secret. feanor would find some way to ruin it some how.
when feanor learns fingolfin's firstborn is due on the same day as his second son, he resolves to keep his intended name a secret. fingolfin always copies him and ruins everything, so best to make sure he has nothing to copy
the children are born. the children are named. both feanor and fingolfin take them before finwe at the same time and simulateously announce
"This is my son, Findekano."
"This is my son, Kanofinwe."
for a moment, the room is silent. finwe declares fondly that feanor and fingolfin are too alike for their own good
the shouting match that follows sets off both children: findekano, who gave his parents a headache within minutes of being born, and kanofinwe, who screamed so loudly he shattered all the glass in the house within seconds of being born
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I genuinely wonder if Morgoth had given Feanor a choice between the Silmarils and his father, which Feanor would have chosen.
I mean, he didn’t need to, because he could kill Finwe and steal the Silmarils, but how you think he’d react feels like a good gage for the spectrum of redeemable people think Feanor was at that point.
My personal opinion is that he'd choose his father. Because it was finwe's death that pushed him to go mad; canonically he loved his father more than any craft. And iirc, Feanor may have had a whole break down when he figured out what happened to Finwe. It wasn't just the Silmarils that made him go mad, Finwe was the tipping point.
"Then Feanor ran from the Ring of Doom, and fled into the night; for his father was dearer to him than the Light of Valinor or the peerless works of his hands; and who among sons, of Elves or of Men, have held their fathers of greater worth?"
"Many there grieved for the anguish of Feanor" / "All those who saw Feanor's anguish grieved for him and forgave all his bitterness."
Feanor's grief at the death of his father moved the hearts all those who witnessed it, moved them to such pity that they forgave him for every bitter thing he had done. Whatever had shone in Feanor's face, at that moment, the Elves' hearts broke for him.
Finwe was literally Feanor's breaking point, as the text immediately after introduces the start of his madness.
I have this hc that Sauron’s obsession with vanity led him to spend years studying Maedhros’ features and trying to emulate them. When he couldn’t get it right, the proportions always a little off, red hair never deep enough, he took his anger out on Mae and when that option was gone, tried to pull from others also renown for their beauty instead.
Fast forward a few centuries and turns out all that work wasn’t entirely useless. And Sauron knows exactly what to do with the features he was able to recreate. Weaving them into his new face, the line of Maitimo’s smile, the set of his eyebrows, the crease of his eyes, he puts just enough to be familiar, but not enough to set off any alarms.
Celebrimbor doesn’t know *why* he trusts Annatar so easily, just that he’s got a good feeling about him. The Maia reminds him of someone he can’t quite put a finger on, but it’s a good association and he doesn’t think on it too deeply. Grows to call him a brother in all but blood.
Of course we all know how that ends. And the last thing Celebrimbor sees is his eldest Uncle’s smile, a mockery of the warmth it should hold as Sauron finally ends his torture.
(Elrond, on the other hand, never saw Maitimo who used to laugh easily and play silly games with children. Only grim Maedhros. The gentle features Sauron steals are alien to him. A stranger with too many familiar features he can’t quite place, twisted the wrong way, leaving him deeply unsettled. It’s why he immediately tells Gil Galad to send Annatar away, hiding trembling hands in his sleeves.)