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Maedhros - Blog Posts
Made this a little while ago, I'll be doing more when I have the spoons for it lol.
The Silmarillion as Vines
maedhros is a shakespeare protagonist
finrod is a bible protagonist
and fingon is of course a shonen protagonist
no i will not elaborate
Nelyo <3. Best one Ive ever draw
Close up and line art under the cut.
Don't think about little Elrond being sleepy but cold and waddling through the halls of Amon Ereb with a blanket around his shoulders dragging like a cape. Don't think about him letting himself into Maedhros' room without knocking because he no longer feels he needs to. Don't think about Maedhros silently watching Elrond climbing up onto the bed beside him where he's reading and curling up against Maedhros' side, immediately falling asleep. Don't think of Maedhros completely content with this and bringing his own blanket up around Elrond's shoulders and gently resting his arm around Elrond while he sleeps. Don't think about it 🥹
EDIT: In this scenario, it is the same year as the cannonical third kinslaying; little Elrond and Elros are hanging out somewhere, probably eating weird things as six-year-olds are wont to do, and Eärendil is at sea.
So in my Spanish class, the teacher has assignments on the board that say something like, "Tiana es Alta y trabajadora."
But recently, she ran out of Disney princesses and random names, so she had us write names on index cards and turn them in.
She handed me a couple of index cards, and I immediately the knowledge of the House of Finwë spark in my brain like,
"Dennis the Menace" AU but it's Elros and Maedhros
Does anybody have any good Silmarillion Kidnap Dads fanfic recommendations on ao3? I just don't want any russingon. Fourth Age stuff is appreciated.
Comment any fic titles with their authors if you wish to offer!
RANDOM SILM CHARACTERS FAVE SOUPS (because it's finally getting cold where I live)
Fëanor: tomato soup. No grilled cheese. Nerdanel (and the rest of his family) thinks this is terrifying. Solid color (and red), he likes the consistency.
Nerdanel: beefy stew. A very hearty soup for someone who is probably very strong. Gotta get that protein for chiseling out some marble 💪💪
Maedhros: Zuppa Toscana. Flavorful, a lil spicy, and has some potatoes in it. Perfect.
Maglor: chicken noodle with tri color rotini. My dad likes the tri color rotini, and Maglor gives dad vibes
Celegorm: no salt added bone broth. Do NOT EVER eat any soup he offers.
Curufin: French onion. Bougie guy. Likes to take the bread off the top and eat it separate. Celebrimbor thinks he's crazy.
Caranthir: miso soup. Add spicy soup dumplings. Was begrudgingly taught how to make soup dumplings in his youth by Finwe, forgot, and was then re-taught by Haleth.
Amrod: chili. Warm and filling, likes it with tortilla chips, cheese, sour cream, the whole shebang. He does not usually like beans, but will tolerate them for chili.
Amras: corn chowder; nice and creamy, preferably with some thick toast to dip it in. He likes it thin, not thickened with a flour/corn starch slurry, so it's kinda weird.
Celebrimbor: potato soup. All the way. He does not skimp on the garnishes of bacon and cheese: to him, they are not garnishes, but added, necessary ingredients (me too, bro).
I had potato soup for dinner because by brother did not want the zuppa toscana that I wanted to make.
YESS!! Nicolae is perfect as Maedhros
Older brother who takes care of his siblings? Check. Older bro whose siblings actually respect? Check. HOT AND RESPONSIBLE? CHECK.
Danael from Is It Love? is Celegorm from The Silmarillion. Change my mind.
Quick question Silmarillion peeps! How do you pronounce Russandol?? Is it RUH-san-dol or ROO-san-dol??
A quick, midnight sketch of Maedhros back then when he was still happy in Valinor and centuries later in Beleriand
wdym i can't hug that guy that hangs on that mountain on his one hand? he's just a little girl
Nelyo: Eru Iluvatar is the Allfather. He lives in the skies and answers our every prayer.
Káno: Even mine?
Nelyo: Especially yours! ^_^
---- later ----
Káno: Sky daddy! Please hear me and give me a sweet baby brother like Findekáno!
Eru:...
Eru: My name is Iluvatar, not sky daddy.
Káno: potato, potáto.
Eru:... :-|
Eru: *Gives him Tyelko*
Finrod the ✨💍Faithful ❤️❤️✨
Fingon the 🏹 🐎Valiant 🪽⚔️
Maedhros the... well... erm... he's kinda tall ig(?)
Maedhros: You're adopted.
Elrond: *Confused*
Elrond: I was there when you adopted me.
Broken
I drew this after seeing @voronovo-gnezdo finrod in this broken doll style here ! ❤️
Update! Fingon version is here !!
Ah yes, the Seven Genocidal Sons of Feanor -
Helen of Troy, Beyoncé, Bear Grylls, Scrooge McDuck, Nikola Tesla and the Grady twins
Whoever mentioned a post about going to war and meeting Maglor is like going to war and meeting Beyoncé, I love you lmao- Now consider, going to war and meeting Maedhros, which is basically like going to war and meeting the world's top super-model✨
The house of Feanor family tree feat. bizarre t shirts
tag yourself I'm notice me sin pi
Sons of feanor as bizarre t shirts
tag yourself im life is dragging me along by the thong
So there was a post a while back about Ben Solo always being told "don't do (x), that's how uncle luke lost his hand" when he was a kid - and I raise you: Elrond and Elros being told "don't do (x), that's how Maedhros lost his hand"??
Like, at Amon Ereb when the twins were newly acquired and refusing to eat their vegetables and Maglor is Mag-mothering them until Erestor, feral half-sane clinically depressed anarchist Avari hostage/patient/infiltrator and Certified Little Shit, hits em with:
"I would listen to the Lord Maglor, winyamor, he well knows the dangers that come to young elflings who don't eat enough vegetables - after all, that's how his brother lost his hand."
Elrond looks conflicted. Elros squints suspiciously. "Truly?"
Erestor, practically comatose since the massacre but ultimately saved from Fading by the biological compulsion to fuck with you, lays a hand over his heart. "I would never lie about such a thing! Just what do you take me for? This is a true tale and a grave warning - the Lord Maedhros' hand was tragically lost in the days of his youth, whilst he was still growing as you are. He refused to eat his vegetables and so, cruelly deprived of the strength it needed to grow strong, his body started to fall apart! First his fingers, then his thumb, and then his palm and wrist - all turned blue and dropped off!"
"No!" Elrond gasps. Elros looks both terrified and impressed. Maglor's face is scrunched up into something that the twins probably interpret as pained - at reminder of the horrors of limbs falling off! - but is actually just him busting a rib trying not to laugh.
"Yes!" Erestor cries with relish. "And it never grew back. All because he didn't eat his vegetables. Isn't that right, Lord Maedhros?"
Maedhros, a looming terror at the head of the table, scarred and solemn and impenetrable as his fortresses, narrows his eyes consideringly at the unfolding shenanigans and the rascal behind it. His conclusion? Fuck it. He gives a slow, solemn nod. Completely deadpan and exaggeratedly formal, because it may have been centuries since he last had his brothers smothering laughter at political dinners but the Finwëan sense of humour, once caught, is not an ailment easily cured.
Maglor conceals his wheezes behind his goblet as Erestor nods sagely to the wide-eyed twins, who suddenly seem a sight more interested in their vegetables.
Small watercolor portrait I made of Maedhros (and by small, I mean the page is literally 3x4.5in) I'm trying to force myself to not be a perfectionist with my art.
“Nobody will ever know what it is like for them. The Valar tell nobody of it. But Elwing and Maedhros fall into this strange, unnatural rhythm. Sometimes it feels like they are laying down and longing to die. Other times, it is all that keeps them alive. Each night, the moon climbs the trees, an aloof observer. The two of them begin uncurling out from themselves and into each other like pressed-together seeds in the cold earth. An unasked-for hybridisation.”
thought today’s sickbed sketch was cute enough to share, so enjoy desert island frenemies-with-benefits Elwing and Maedhros, as seen in my fic The Island Dwellers where they explore each other’s bodies for the sole purpose of fucking with the Valar 😇