Nolofinwe
Arakano
Vinya Finwe
Fingolfin
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P/s: This artwork was inspired by reading the FeaFingol fanfiction. So don't be surprised why I included the red stars that symbolize Feanor. It's a long story ~
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Nolofinwe
Arakano
Vinya Finwe
Fingolfin
...
P/s: This artwork was inspired by reading the FeaFingol fanfiction. So don't be surprised why I included the red stars that symbolize Feanor. It's a long story ~
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No jewels, no gold, no silken threads
No hatred lies between us.
Let body and soul stand bare,
To forgive, to embrace one another,
In the joy of reunion.
The moment I finally have a bit of free time, I find myself picking up the pen to draw them again, my favorite couple in the Silm: FeaFingol.
I just want to see them love each other, for Eru’s sake! They’ve fought enough in canon! I crave the tenderness, the affection they were never allowed to have.
In this piece, I imagine both of them have died and their souls arrived at the Halls of Mandos. Perhaps… when they meet again in that quiet place, they could finally let go and embrace like this? A reunion, maybe not full of forgiveness, but at least filled with the quiet knowing that everything has already happened. And now, they can look back at it all together, beneath Vairë’s tapestry.
Yet another FeaFingol plot idea! Just a fanfiction scenario from my head, totally non-canon and definitely a bit OOC ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
I’ve always wondered how Fëanor would treat Fingolfin if they both got reborn in Valinor. I feel like he’d act pretty different this time around (maybe he saw Fingolfin’s whole life in Beleriand through Vairë’s tapestry while in Mandos). So I came up with this post-rebirth AU: Fëanor comes back in his full adult body, but Fingolfin, because of Morgoth’s curse, is reborn as a little elf kid. And Fëanor decides to try being gentle with him this time. There’s this scene in my head where tiny Arakano wants to show love by hugging and kissing Fëanor on the cheek. Old Fëanor would've flipped, but now? He just gets shy and thinks, “Wait… my little half brother is actually kinda cute?”
P/S: Once again, I’m drawing little Arakano. Fierce when grown, soft and huggable when small ฅ՞•ﻌ•՞ฅ
The Lament of the Raven
The black raven perched on the crumbling pillar, Uttering a long, mournful cry. All has fallen; only decay remains.
The High King has fallen; His noble reign undone. Only the cooling corpse remains, Only the blood curse of the dark foe.
The High King, he is dead. Silence descends upon the broken throne. The black raven cries out in lament, The black raven cries out once more.
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I was super inspired by a fic on AO3 by the author FeaFingol, so here's a new piece of artwork!
The story was about Fëanor turning into a raven and appearing when Fingolfin was dying after fighting Morgoth. Fingolfin was so badly hurt, right at the edge of death and cursed by the dark Valar, and Fëanor carried him away as the raven. Then Fëanor changed into a flame and burned up what was left of the High King Fingolfin.
I thought that whole image was so poetic, romantic, and just full of beautiful, heartbreaking tragedy.
That's where the inspiration hit me! In this drawing, I tried to capture Fëanor sitting on a broken Doric pillar- representing the utter decay after the Dagor Bragollach. He's holding Fingolfin's body and is frowning at the terrible curse Morgoth struck on Fingolfin's heart. He's trying to figure out how to use the last bits of his own essence to heal his brother, while also preparing to use his soul-fire to send Fingolfin off.
P/s: the poem at the very beginning of the post? I wrote that myself! I composed it in my native language and tried my best to translate it into English. Please just ignore any grammatical mistakes I might have made! :’3
Deluded and wandering in that Godless sphere.
Drowning in the frenzy, till the sweeping shower cleanses this soul
P.s: Another artwork for the FeaFingol. I think it's a bit "hot" :>

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The handiwork of Prince Curufinwe Feanaro was personally used by Prince Nolofinwe. For a craftsman, there is no greater joy than seeing their work displayed in the perfect place
"Since time long past, they held a secret A sorrow only flower has ever known"
P/s: Well, here’s artwork (just headcanon!) of my favorite ship: Fëanor x Fingolfin 🔥❄️
Reference
Furry Au for Russingon and FeaFingol 🐆
In this au, Feanorian are beast-hybrids and Fingolfinwean are human. Finwe's first wife is Miriel (a panther beast-hybrids) -> they have Feanor and Finwe's second wife is Indis (a human) -> they have Findis, Fingolfin, Irime and Finarfin.
Feanor is a black panther beast-hybrids, he married Nerdanel- a lion beast-hybrids and they have 7 kids (3 lions and 4 panthers). Fingolfin have 4 kids with Anaire (a human)
Nerdanel and Anaire, after some time living with their husbands, began to feel incompatible with them. Eventually, they separated, each leaving with their youngest child (I'll write more about Ambarussa and Argon later. I adore these youngest sons! :3).
So, Fëanor ended up living with his remaining six sons, while Fingolfin was granted a territory by their father Finwë, a land that had once been part of the Fëanorian domain. So the two brothers' families could live close and support each other.
Well, that’s when all the laugh-or-cry moments began :)))