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thesummerestsolstice · 20 hours
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Maitimo has visions, up on the mountainside. (At least, he'd like to think they're visions, and not hallucinations or figments of his scattered mind). He sees wide open plains, covered with spring flowers. Green forests full of birdsong, clear mountain rivers. Two children– who can only be his– with his gray eyes and proud, Finwean features, who follow him around like little ducklings.
Those visions are what keep him from succumbing to despair, during the long, cold nights on the cliffs. The idea that one day, he will be free again, that he'll roam Middle-Earth, that he'll have a family and children like he's always wanted to. That's enough for him.
He holds onto that hope, over the long years of his recovery, and the as the Long Peace grinds on, he really believes that things will get better. That he'll be able to fulfill the Oath, cast off the Doom of the Noldor, and live happily in the free lands of Middle-Earth.
And then the Bragollach happens, and the Nirnaeth, and the Second Kinslaying. And it dawns on Maedhros, slowly, and then all at once, that there is no way out for him. That there was never a way out for him. That the visions on the cliffside were never real and neither was his hope. After that, the only thing still dragging Maedhros on is the relentless pull of the Oath.
And then, after Sirion, Maedhros looks through Elwing's tower, searching vainly for the Silmaril. He doesn't find it. He does find two small children with dark hair, gray eyes, and their father's Finwean features. He recognizes them. He's not sure whether to laugh or cry.
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aotearoa20 · 2 days
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Maedhros: I have not the energy to deal with this!
Maedhros: (points at Elros) I dont want you here
Maedhros: (points at Elrond) and i dont want you here
Maedhros: (glares at Maglor) and yet somehow i am stuck with the lot of you
Maglor: :)
Elrond: :(
Elros: fine, we'll do our singing lessons in the morning
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swanhild · 2 months
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Late submission for @maedhrosmaglorweek Day 7 - Storytelling
I think Maglor sang or read the twins to sleep almost every night when they were little (or simply told them stories of Valinor and whatever else came to mind because I assume they didn't actually have that many books lying around by that point in time, let alone ones suitable for children). And if Maglor asked Maedhros to "help" every now and then, it totally wasn't because he hoped it would entice his brother (who hasn't slept in a week) to rest as well. Maglor would never resort to such tactics.
Alt version below the cut because I couldn't decide on a color scheme and I had everything on separate layers anyways, so:
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firinaira · 5 months
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Maedhros sought for Elured and Elurin in the woods of Doriath.
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moredhel · 7 months
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Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time
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anattmar · 1 year
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Maglor with Elros and Elrond
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annoyinglandmagazine · 6 months
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fflewddur-feanorion · 7 months
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fabulous-feanorians · 24 days
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I always felt that Elros was closer to Maglor and Elrond to Maedhros, because Maglor needed a king and Maedhros, a healer.
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elven-sisters · 2 months
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I've always wandered how it happened that Maedhros and Maglor adopted twins, so why not like this?
If it comes to their tails... maybe just don't ask (or ask if you want, but it's kinda silly story) ✨
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navyinks · 8 months
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My submission for this year's @tolkienrsb features Maedhros instructing tiny apprentice healer Elrond to forage for herbs in the wilderness 😁 @grundyscribbling is writing an awesome story for it and I'm excited to read it soon! ⭐
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thesummerestsolstice · 2 months
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I love it when Elrond is portrayed as someone who is a little bit incomprehensible to most of the elves at first. Not even just because he's a half-elf, but because he reminds them all of so many other people, and that layering can be kind of jarring.
He sings beautifully, with a voice that sounds like no elf or man, and it reminds many of the Sindar of Luthien. It reminds some of the Noldor of someone else, another singer with raven-dark hair and starry gray eyes.
The braids he does his hair in– and he always keeps it braided at first, because letting it run loose is another thing that makes people whisper of Luthien– are in the traditional Noldor style. The survivors of Gondolin love that; Turgon always wore his hair in classical styles too. The other part of the House of Finwe that clung to traditional braids goes unmentioned. But everyone knows.
And he was clearly taught about court manners; taught to be gracious and charming, and a very good listener. The elf who could have taught Elrond those things is usually skipped over entirely, in favor of those reminiscing about Idril's graceful poise or Melian's endless patience.
He looks very much like Luthien, but there is a particular Finwean sharpness in his facial structure; something that makes him look a lot like Fingolfin, as well. Fingolfin looked very much like his father. And his older brother.
His smile is just like Earendil's (whose smile is just like Tuor's), and his strange, birdlike laugh is from Elwing. He fights and writes with his left hand– but then, so did Earendil, because while all elves are right-handed, not all humans or half-elves are. He eats no meat– just like Beren, they say, but the way Elrond tells it the choice had nothing to do with that history. There is ainuric power in him and something very human in the set of his shoulders. The flowers grow around any place he stays long enough. He gets sick in a way no elf, and certainly no maia, ever would. His accent is odd, and archaic, and changes noticeably when he's too tired to obscure it. His mannerisms are a mixture of about twelve people, almost all of whom are dead, and several of whom are not spoken of by the time he shows up in Gil-Galad's camp.
And the reflections of Elrond unsettle a lot of people; because one moment they see a fallen hero or loved one, and the next they see the person that took them. Or perhaps someone else, that they never knew at all. There is reverence and fear and uncertainty. It's messy.
Elrond himself is coming to peace with this by the War of Wrath. There is love in carrying the parts of your ancestors with you, even when they aren't around any more. And he knows better than anyone that he is always himself, first and foremost. Still, it takes everyone else a while to stop seeing a ghost and start seeing Elrond.
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leavespics · 1 year
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Reborn
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ela-draws · 1 month
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@feanorianweek Day 1 : Maedhros (with Elrond and Elros)
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firinaira · 8 months
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Maitimo in Himring.
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thelordofgifs · 23 days
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I do think “Maedhros is jealous of Elrond and Elros for taking up so much of Maglor’s attention” is a fun and crunchy take tbh. Give me a Maglor who’s found, in the twins, a reason for hope at last, and a Maedhros who’s determined to drag him back down into the darkness just because he can’t bear to be left alone… a Maedhros who loves his brother deeply, and ruins him for it.
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