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searchingforserendipity25 · 1 year

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Curufin!

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Curufin

one aspect about them i love

Favourite Daughter Syndrome, and committed to it.

one aspect i wish more people understood about them

As much Aredhel’s friend as Celegorm or Caranthir. Well-spoken and very compelling; very strongly attuned to everyone's position and presentation in any conversation, and when he talks/acts it's very deliberately a give-take-overcome situation, both in Nargothrond and confronting Beren and Lúthien.

Very reactive, aware of other people's possible reactions. Shows a remarkable talent in slipping in and saying the correct thing at the correct time with fantastic oration skills. These are good qualities and not evil in themselves! It's what he uses them for that's the problem.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character

Genuinely liked Telchar more than most elves, including his brothers. A true friendship of like minds, soul sisters of the craft, bffs of the forge. Celebrimbor wants what they have (and he gets it with Narvi, but not after pining after a number of cool dwarrows and having his hopes for a partnership dashed.)

as well as

one character i love seeing them interact with

Finrod. Everything about the bonds of betrayal and gratitude and betrayal again, mutual attraction and mutual (dis)illusionment, a far clearer mutual understanding than either of them wants to admit, both regarding the best and the worst parts of their characters…

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more

Aredhel! Again, I find their friendship fascinating.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character

Felt pretty bad - as in, mind-breaking guilt very badly managed - about telling Eöl where Aredhel and Maeglin were going, in hindsight; but genuinely thought this was a political move on Aredhel’s part at the time.

Marry a Sindarin lord, start thawing Turgon’s anger about her disappearance by presenting her cute kid, and then her husband shows up and boom! diplomacy happens. There’s a half-Noldo with a feet in Nan Elmoth. Not a bad choice, as far as he's concerned; Finrod and his siblings have Thingol’s favour, the Feanorians are all out, where does that leave Fingolfin and his children in terms of footing? Eöl’s chase seems consistent to what he knows of Aredhel - hardly the first time she got an idea in her head and left others behind in the assumption they’d do what she planned them to do.

He didn’t at all think she did it on purpose for mere political convenience - Aredhel only does her own convenience, mostly, and power plays of the polis kind aren't her thing. But he knows how she chafes at restriction and longs for vastness, control, agency and liberty, and if she fell in love with a treacherous sentient forest, well, it’s not that surprising.

Curufin’s failure is always in underestimating everyone else. The forest gripped Aredhel not the other way around.

Quite envious that Turgon got to kill Eöl - but also very glad that he wasn’t the one to do it and deal with the consequences to his network in Himlad and in the dwarrow kingdoms.

Knowing Eöl, he suspected the consequences would be quite terrible; would not have been surprised at the Doom he cast over Gondolin, and indeed counted on it and mentally scrapped Gondolin as any kind of use afterwards (went so far as to be glad that they weren't joining the Union, and lowkey blamed them for the defeat and how it changed their plans/added another Doom).

If Aredhel and Maeglin had stayed in Himlad, Curufin would have done so much for them (derrogatory but mostly well intended). The coup of Nan Elmoth by Maeglin’s regents would be truly a tale for the ages (a horror tale). Strangling vines, poisonous ponds, anti-colonialist spiders, Aredhel vs Mablung in a fight for survival in the wilds when Thingol sends someone to figure out what’s going on, Maeglin running around with a cursed blade - we could have had it all!

#thank you welcomingdisaster!#curufin is a hard one to pin down in a good way. i need to reread so many thing!#curuin #aredhel #eol #maeglin #the silm #asks and answers

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matrose · 1 year

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We hear a lot about the legendary weapons of elves and men In tolkien's works but dwarves seem to keep those stories to themselves. Do you have any thoughts about the stories dwarves might have about famous weapons wielded by their ancestors? I'm sure they'd love the idea of passing an axe down through the generations. There's Durin's axe (because of course there is!) but that's the only one I can think of.

OH what a nice ask!

The funny thing is, a lot of famous weapons wielded by men and elves were forged by dwarves... Narsil (Andúril), one of the most famous swords we hear of, was forged by Telchar, and so was Angrist, the knife that cut a Silmaril from Morgoth's crown. You probably know this already but my first thought was that some of the most famous weapons are already of dwarvish make, and the do pride themselves on this, I think, though not as much as they might over a weapon wielded by one of their own. We do only hear about Durin's Axe as a weapon heirloom, though there's also the other Dragon-helms, perhaps passed down as a set should dragons ever strike again (with the exception of the one Hador was given of course), and Nimphelos, a pearl given to the Lord of Belegost by Thingol, though perhaps that one sank with Beleriand...

I would like to think that the knife Azaghâl used to strike Glaurung became a very important heirloom for the Broadboam clan (or Firebeard! I headcanon Azaghâl as a Broadbeam but he could be of either clan). Maybe the knife became indestructable after being drenched in dragonblood, or atleast was said to be indestructible, similar to how Siegfried becomes invulnerable after he bathes in dragonblood. If the dwarves managed to recover this knife, I can definitely imagine it being an important heirloom to whichever clan Azaghâl belonged to ❤️ This knife was likely important to the Dwarves during the war with the dragons in T.A. 2500s, as a symbol of hope!

Speaking of the Dragons - Dwarves conflict of that time, the Éothéod (ancestors of the Rohirrim) took some of the ancestral dwarvish treasures from a Dragon during this and refused to yield it, so in my heart, following close relations between the Rohirrim and the Dwarves of Aglarond, many ancestral belongings were restored to the dwarves in the early fourth age. Some possible dwarvish heirlooms related to weaponry could be:

- The Hammer of Telchar (this one is actually heavily disputed - some dwarves say that telchars hammer lies at the bottom of the sea where it was once beleriand, others are 100% convinced that this is THE Hammer of THE Telchar that he used to make Narsil. not a weapon TECHNICALLY but it is said Telchar also went into battle with it though others dispute this. a highly controversial item amongst scholars!)

- Borin's Bow (said to be capable of shooting even a dragon out of the sky, such force was behind it if pulled through!)

- The Horn of Dragonfire (made early in the third age, it was said to sound so loudly it could alert even the deafest dwarves in the deepest mines. used to warn against dragons, of course!)

- Náin‘s Shield (another renowned heirloom, it was purportedly the shield Nàin I used to protect his young daughter against Durin's Bane. She escaped with the shield to Erebor and it was passed down her line)

And I love the legendary Axe of Durin of course ❤️ I am sure it was recovered when Durin VII reclaimed Khazad-dum later on ‼️🥰🌙💘 ach theres so many lovely stories you could spin here its wonderful!

#dwarrows #hehe thank you this was so fun! hope i answered it to your satisfaction <3

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swanmaids · 1 year

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OOOOH I HAVE SO MANY CHARACTERS FOR THE ASK GAME…SORRY YOU DONT HAVE TO DO ALL OF THEM

-mel (is this allowed ? can i put her here? pleaseeee)

-catelyn 😏

-turin ⚔️

- stannis 🧅

- findis as far as this can be applied to her

- turgon 🫶

YAYYY!!! OK PUTTING THIS UNDER A CUT LOL....

Ruindis

1: sexuality headcanon

Female misogynist bisexual woman. 2: otp

Of course her insane cringe marriage with Curufin, literally can't beat it. Though of course we're right about the Telchar threesome thing too. 3: brotp

Does she have friends? Well, there's Maz from Nogrod- if Curufin can have a bunch of interactions with dwarves to the point of learning khuzdul, so can she. And she and Celegorm are worsties forever. 4: notp

Don't really think she should be inflicted on anyone but Curufin 5: first headcanon that pops into my head

Had her head shaved for Nefarious Deeds in Nargothrond. 7: one way in which I relate to this character

Needs therapy so so bad 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

She is a walking cringe compilation. Getting disowned by her own son was probably the worst moment. 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

The most problematic.

Catelyn

1: sexuality headcanon

I doubt she's ever thought about it so I'll say straight for now 2: otp

Mental breakdowns over Nedcat every single day...I found the good sweet heart in Ned... I can't do this I really can't 3: brotp

Brienne! Brienne trying to comfort her when she heard Bran and Rickon were dead was so ;__; 4: notp

PETYR GET AWAY FROM HER DIE JUST DIE 5: first headcanon that pops into my head

I KNOW SHE KISSED THAT SKULL! 6: favorite line from this character

Possibly "I have no sons but Robb" just for the awful nasty dramatic irony of it all. 7: one way in which I relate to this character

I've got red hair too uwu 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

When people make mean awful posts about her... 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

Somewhere in between.

Turin

1: sexuality headcanon

Bisexual, it's pretty much canon right? 2: otp

His relationship with Beleg makes me want to throw up and claw my eyes....anglachel saying Beleg's name right before he died...I can't do this 3: brotp

Gwindor ;__; I can't think about them for too long because it makes my heart hurt. 4: notp

Androg. 5: first headcanon that pops into my head

Doesn't like having his hair touched by anyone other than Beleg and Nienor. 6: favorite line from this character

"RUN, MOCKER OF WOMEN!" 7: one way in which I relate to this character

his disordered personality 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

The Brandir killing was pretty bad :skull: 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

The poorest, soggiest meow meow.

Stannis

1: sexuality headcanon

Deeply repressed gay man. 2: otp

Stavos truther thanks to you <33 3: brotp

Really interested in his weird relationship with Mel...what IS going on there. Oh well love her swag. And Shireen...don't kill Shireen...DON'T KILL!! 4: notp

Selyse and NO HATE ON HER OF COURSE IF SHE HAS TWO FANS THATS US....but they're both too repressed and gay. 5: first headcanon that pops into my head

That line from the sh*w about him contacting healers from all over the place when Shireen first contracted greyscale was actually valid and I accept it. 6: favorite line from this character

PEACH MONOLOGUE 7: one way in which I relate to this character

I'm a teeth grinder and I have permanent jaw pain from doing it lol 8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

would be harder to name something that doesn't. Thinking of that iconic post that just listed all the ways he's an embarrasing flop 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

Problematic fave, but not as problematic as he could be.

Findis

1: sexuality headcanon

Lesbian Findis truthers stand up? *three people stand up* 2: otp

Elemmire! Ok I KNOW Elemmire has pretty much nothing but a name and writing a sad song about the trees but she's an epic woman to me. 3: brotp

Finarfin :') I know she visited him in Tirion after the flight of the Noldor I just know it. Also always here for Indis and her children wholesome content. 5: first headcanon that pops into my head

Actually was ineligible for the throne due to her gender (though I think that's pretty much canon?). A big fan of performing arts, can often be found at the theatre/ ballet or equivalent. 6: favorite line from this character

:/ 7: one way in which I relate to this character

Eldest daughter 9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

Has done nothing wrong ever.

Turgon

Here!

#ask game #my hcs #my ocs #ruindis

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middle-earth-mythopoeia · 2 years

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Hallo! You have a lovely blog. I have a question that has been gnawing at me for some time and I was curious for your thoughts; Which First Age Elven *realm* had the most/longest freindship with the Khazad? Evidently, Finrod Felakgundu had an outstanding friendship, but what of the rest of Nargothrond? The Feanorians had a military alliance, Maedhros saves Azaghal, and I had heard Curufin, son on Fea, had learned Knhuzdul. I could ramble more, but alas there is a text limit! Haha. Cheers!

Hi! Thanks so much, and thanks for the ask! This is a really interesting question. :) It's really difficult to know which First Age Elven realm had the best friendship with the Dwarves, because there’s so little information, although I think I figured out which one had the longest relationship! So here’s what we do know.

According to Morgoth’s Ring, the Dwarves entered Beleriand in Y.T. 1250 and met the Sindar at that time. The Silmarillion says, ‘Ever cool was the friendship between the Naugrim and the Eldar, though much profit they had one of the other; but at that time those griefs that lay between them had not yet come to pass, and King Thingol welcomed them. But the Naugrim gave their friendship more readily to the Noldor in after days than to any others of Elves and Men, because of their love and reverence for Aulë...’

We are told that Elves and Dwarves built Menegroth together, so I don't quite believe that their friendship was cool. I think it would have been fairly positive, especially since the Dwarves adopted the Cirth invented by Daeron; there was some level of cultural exchange. It also says, ‘Melian taught them much that they were eager to learn,’ and ‘the Naugrim laboured long and gladly for Thingol,’ which sounds positive. Still, it’s possible that their friendship with the Noldor was simply stronger than their friendship with the Sindar.

Then there’s the question of how long the relationship lasted. Did the Dwarves have much contact with Thingol’s people after they completed construction of Menegroth? According to The War of the Jewels, after Thingol built Menegroth with the help of the Dwarves in Y.T. 1300, in Y.T. 1320 the Dwarves spoke to him of their concerns of returning evil in the north, and in Y.T. 1330 Thingol hired Dwarven smiths, including Telchar, to forge weapons for his people. Much later, when Thingol receives the treasure from Nargothrond, he asks the Dwarves of Belegost to set the Silmaril in the Nauglamír, so it seems to me that contact between Doriath and the Blue Mountains would not have ceased in the intervening time.

Thingol died in F.A. 502, and that was obviously the end of Doriath’s friendship with the Dwarves, but it seems likely to me that Doriath did have the longest relationship with the Dwarves than other Elven realms. But how long was it? The Years of the Trees lasted 1500 years, which was equivalent to 14,373 solar years, meaning one Year of the Trees is about 9.5 Years of the Sun. Thingol's people had contact with the Dwarves for 250 Years of the Trees, and 502 years of the First Age, which comes out to 2,877 years!

Moving on to the Noldor, it says that the Dwarves were more friendly to the Noldor than the Sindar. In terms of how and when they met, the Fëanorians settled in Eastern Beleriand in F.A. 7, according to The War of the Jewels. The Silmarillion says, ‘but all the great land between Gelion and the mountains, and between Rerir and the River Ascar, was called by the Noldor Thargelion, which signifies the Land beyond Gelion, or Dor Caranthir, the Land of Caranthir; and it was here that the Noldor first met the Dwarves.’

It doesn’t say that Caranthir was the first son of Fëanor to meet the Dwarves, but it seems likely that he was; Curufin settled in the Pass of Aglon, so it seems likely that Caranthir came in contact with the Dwarves before Curufin did, even if Curufin was more interested in their language. The time period when Caranthir and Curufin could have interacted with the Dwarves would have been between F.A. 7 and F.A. 455, when the Dagor Bragollach occurred and Curufin fled to Nargothrond and Caranthir fled south to Amon Ereb. Therefore, it seems like Caranthir and Curufin were most likely nearby/in contact with the Dwarves for a maximum of 448 years, depending on how soon after F.A. 7 they made contact.

The bit about Curufin learning Khuzdul comes from The Peoples of Middle-earth: ‘but Curufin was most interested in the alien language of the Dwarves, being the only one of the Noldor to win their friendship.’ The second half of that quote directly contradicts the later canon, however, because there are other Noldor who win their friendship. This isn’t to say Curufin didn’t win their friendship; only that Curufin wasn’t the only one, and it also seems unlikely that he was the only Noldo to be interested in their language, either, in a culture full of linguists and scholars; also, Finrod received a Khuzdul name.

Nargothrond was founded in F.A. 52 and completed in F.A. 102, and the Dwarves of the Blue Mountains helped Finrod with the building. During this time the Dwarves also make the Nauglamír for Finrod. However, it’s unclear to me when exactly Finrod met the Dwarves. How soon after Nargothrond’s founding did its construction begin? Did the Noldor begin construction on their own and then later receive help from the Dwarves, or did the Dwarves assist in the construction from the beginning?

We know that Finrod didn’t meet the Dwarves before Caranthir did, and it would have had to have been in or after F.A. 7, but no earlier. It’s possible that Finrod met the Dwarves in F.A. 7, or a few years later, or that he met them around F.A. 52, and it’s even possible that he began construction of Nargothrond without them and later received their help, so it’s really unclear how long the relationship lasted. But I tend to think he met them on the earlier side, closer to F.A. 7, if only because Menegroth was Finrod’s inspiration for his own hidden city and Thingol would have told him about its construction, which would have led Finrod to actively seek out the Dwarves once the Noldor made contact.

But at least we do know that this relationship was very positive (this is not the case for the Petty-dwarves, however, who said that the Noldor had stolen their ancient home). The fact the Dwarves bestowed a Khuzdul name upon Finrod signifies a high level of trust and respect, and it seems likely that Finrod wasn’t the only Elf in Nargothrond who they made friends with. This in turn suggests that there continued to be contact between Nargothrond and the Dwarves after Nargothrond was completed, at least in my opinion; although it was very far from the Dwarven strongholds.

If the Dwarves’ friendship with Finrod and Finrod’s people began in F.A. 7 and outlasted Finrod’s death, but did not outlast the fall of Nargothrond, then the maximum amount of time the relationship could have lasted would be 488 years. But there are few clues as to when Finrod actually became friends with the Dwarves and how long the Nargothrond-Blue Mountains relationship actually lasted.

As you said, Maedhros rescued Azaghal from Orcs in Unfinished Tales, and Azaghal gave him the Dragon-helm forged by Telchar in thanks; later Azaghal joined the Union of Maedhros. Presumably the friendship/contact between Maedhros’ people and the Dwarves lasted from some time in or after F.A. 7 to Nirnaeth Arnoediad in F.A. 472, when Azaghal was killed and the Union of Maedhros was broken: 465 years max.

As for other Elven realms of the First Age, it is not stated whether Fingolfin’s, Fingon’s or Turgon’s realms had any contact with the Dwarves. It is unlikely that the Dwarves had any contact with Círdan because they did not venture that far, but they did receive pearls from Thingol that Thingol had in turn received from Círdan. It is also not stated whether the Dwarves had any contact with the people of Aegnor or Angrod, but it seems unlikely. Despite geographic closeness, it also seems unlikely that the Laiquendi had much friendship with the Dwarves either, because they ‘kept themselves by wariness and secrecy’ and after the death of their king Denethor ‘they came never forth in open war,’ suggesting they wouldn’t have sought Dwarven weapons.

In conclusion, here is a summary of the Dwarves’ relationships with Elven realms of the First Age:

The realms of Fingolfin, Fingon, Turgon, Círdan, Aegnor, Angrod, and the Laiquendi: negligible or non-existent relationship with the Dwarves

Thingol’s people: definitely the longest, lasting over 2,000 years, but we are told the friendship was less strong than the Dwarves’ friendship with the Noldor, and it ended with bloodshed and created mutual distrust for thousands of years afterward

Caranthir’s people: met the Dwarves before the other Noldor, relationship lasted 448 years max; a more positive relationship than the Dwarves had with the Sindar

Curufin’s people: relationship lasted 448 years max; a more positive relationship than the Dwarves had with the Sindar; Curufin was interested in their language

Finrod’s people: unclear how long relationship lasted; Finrod and probably Nargothrond as a whole had a very positive relationship with them, as shown by the Nauglamír and the bestowing of the name Felagund

Maedhros’ people: relationship lasted from before Dagor Aglareb to the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, 412 years min, 465 years max; the relationship was strong as evidenced by a military alliance

#asks #Dwarves #I went a bit overboard here but this was really fun to research and theorize about!#I love getting asks!#sorry it took me so long to get to this #HELP I ended up doing Elf Math again #or is it Dwarf Math?#the point is I did math #hopefully I didn't make any mistakes #I excluded Maeglin and Eol from this because they don't really count as a realm #but they did have a relationship with the Dwarves too

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galadhremmin · 3 years

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people are often like, oh Caranthir invented taxes ho ho ho, that's why he's rich-- well what if he just sold foreign goods at a profit huh? He's right on that trade route and probably gets discounts from local friendly Dwarf lords. His brother is the only elf fluent in Khûzdul. I'm sure he got Curufin to come over -- actually entirely sure, because Curufin's dagger is by Telchar, who is from the area near Caranthir's domain.

Anyway all this to say.

You know who definitely did invent taxes?

Finrod.

He brought a lot of jewels from over the sea; maybe it's just nostalgia, but given that he uses some of them to pay the greater Dwarves for the Nargothrond Petty Dwarf removal and general cave habitability business perhaps that was foresight.

Which would mean he somehow foresaw the gems scattered freely on the beaches were scarce in Endor, and used that knowledge to his advantage. This is a man who would invent banks if they did not exist yet. Might actually have. That aside, his own domain is the largest and the wealthiest of all the elvish realms for some time (yes I can quote the Silm on that if I must), and he has vassals.

Anyway I am trying to figure out Finrod's tax policies. What do the Edain even pay his brothers? Hmm? It's all pinewoods up in Dorthonion. Mountain goat wool? Maybe they export furniture and ship parts, as well as wood for buildings and palisades. Got a nice woodworking industry going on up North. I think it would make sense for them to keep cattle in the highlands too. So that's where Nargothrond's prime steak comes from. And there’s probably mining going on while Orodreth holds Tol Sirion, because those are some steep mountains.

#i don't just want to copy the benefice system u kno #it doesn't quite make sense because elves seem both more technologically advances and more oh hmm bad word. archaic.#which is what you get when you just keep living on and on and on and on #as more or less the same perso #finrod #or rather; My Awful Finrod Headcanons (formed in sad attempt to finish longfic)#silmusing #shitmarillion

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legolaslovely · 4 years

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Courting and Braiding

A/N: This has been in my drafts for a looonggg time. Writing strong female characters is hard. Hopefully you guys can relate and enjoy!

Pairing: Thorin x Reader

Word Count: 1,205

Warnings: Jealous Thorin, Makeout sesh, lead up to smut

Summary: Thorin sees you with someone else and makes up his mind.

Thorin was in a surprisingly good mood. He set off to your chambers, planning to invite you to sup with him and his nephews the following night. You hadn’t joined them yet this week and he began to miss you sitting across the table from him. He said hello to a few of the guards he passed and smirked at their look of surprise. Yes, he was feeling quite agreeable tonight.

And then he wasn’t.

As he rounded the corner of the corridor he saw you standing with your back against the door to your chambers. He could just see your hands hidden behind you, they were clasped shut but your fingers still managed to wiggle and fidget as a smile fought to brighten your pretty features. Thorin would have found your stance and expression enticing if it wasn’t aimed at one of his off duty guards.

“Thank you for supper, Rava,” you said to the guard.

He towered over you- too tall, a sheepish grin donning his face. “Thank you for joining me.”

Thorin rolled his eyes at the awkward silence that ensued until Rava cleared his throat and took another step toward you. “”Maybe we could do it again sometime?”

“I would like that,” you said, allowing him to lean down to kiss your cheek. But just because you allowed it, doesn’t mean Thorin did.

“Rava!” he shouted, making the young guard jump and miss your cheek. Thorin indeed caught the glare you shot him as he walked over to the pair of you. “It is late. Your morning duties will arrive sooner than you think. You should be in your chambers for the night by this time.”

Rava nodded wildly. “Yes, King Thorin. I was just walking (Y/N) back to her chambers-”

“She’s back. You may go.”

“Wha-” you started.

“Yes, King Thorin. Good night King Thorin.” Rava shot you a sorrowful look and dashed down the corridor. When he disappeared, you looked to Thorin.

“There’s no need for that look. I am only watching out for both of you. Rava will be up before dawn and-”

“And me? What’s your excuse this time?” you asked, letting your anger bubble in your voice.

He opened his mouth to speak and then closed it with a snap. Then he said, “What do you mean, this time?”

You stuck out your hip. “Tonight you chase Rava away. Last time it was Frar. Then Telchar! Every time I have a nice evening, you manage to scare the dwarf responsible and I never see him again!”

He winced. “None of those dwarfs were worth your time. I didn’t trust them.”

“Didn’t trust them?” Your hands were waving in the air, waiting for their chance to smack the king over the head. “Rava is of the King’s guard! You trust him with your life!”

“But not your heart.”

You groaned and started down the corridor.

“Where are you going?” Thorin asked.

“To apologize to Rava,” you said over your shoulder. You mumbled more to yourself, “And to see if he’ll risk your wrath and court me.”

Your eyes blew wide in shock when you were spun around by Thorin’s grip on your arm. “You will not. Go to your chambers. I will speak with you now.”

He dragged you to your door, then led you inside and held you against it as it closed. The sunset still lit the room, casting an orange glow over the walls. With his back to the window, you could hardly see his bright eyes glow.

“You will never disobey me. You will not see anyone I don’t see fit for you,” he said. His back was bent so his face was only inches from yours.

Your shoulders slumped against the door. “Why are you doing this? Are you trying to save me for Fili? Or Kili? Because it won’t work. I swear those two are more fit for each other than anyone else-”

“No, not them.”

“Then who?” You waited for his answer. He stared at you. You raised your brows, egging him on. “Hm?”

Your second hum of question turned into a surprised squeal as he yanked your body to his and kissed you fiercely. He panted through his nose, sending the air fanning over your face and through your hair. Before you could respond in full, he drew away.

His gaze flitted through your face, landing on each feature for only a moment, like a hummingbird flying through a garden of flowers. Your cheeks were flushed and your lips kiss swollen. The eyes he knew to be bright and happy had grown dark with what he hoped was something akin to understanding instead of anger or confusion. Your hair still lay perfectly over your head and he could almost see his fingers pulling and sending it askew. He wanted to say something to you, to explain, but when he saw the smirk growing on your lips, he knew he was done for. He had to kiss you again. So he did.

This time, he used his tongue more than anything. And he felt you kiss him back with equal fervor. His hands took hold of your waist and he used the leverage to lead you to your bed and lay you down on the soft blankets. His lips only grew hotter and wetter as he moved down your jaw and neck. You were waiting for him to rip the clothes from you, but he never did. Instead, he rose to hover above you and caught his breath before he spoke.

“(Y/N),” he panted. “I-I’m sorry. I lost-control of myself. I shouldn’t have attacked you like this. I haven’t let you say a single word in all this-”

“Nonsense, Thorin.” You worked to fill your lungs with more than a panting breath and he smirked at your attempt. You sighed and shifted under him, trying not to think of the heat coming from his core. “I return your feelings completely, I just never knew you-that you had them. I want to be with you,” you said, running your fingers over his cheek. You were amazed at your own voice, but your darkest confessions wouldn’t stop rolling from your lips now that they were kissed stained by your king. You never assumed Thorin would never fall for you- a dam who befriended his nephews and joined his company. But now he was in your arms, sweating, panting, wanting and it was all for you. You reached up to bring him close.

“You’re sure? What about Rava? Or-or that young smith-”

“None of them hold a candle to you, Thorin, you know that. No one will ever win my heart from you.”

He kissed you deeply and dove to your neck. “You’re mine,” he growled between kisses.

His chest rumbled when you tangled your fingers in his raven locks. “Make me yours Thorin. Please, I-I need you. Now.”

He drew away again, making you groan. “W-we should do this properly,” he said, chest heaving. Despite his words, his eyes were blurred with desire. “Courting and braiding and-”

You yanked him down to you, kissing him over and over between words as you spoke. “We’re courting. Make love to me and braid my hair. In that order.”

He laughed at you and began unlacing your corset. “Yes, amrâlimê.”

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arofili · 3 years

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headcanon disclaimer for my Seven Rings edit

This graphic isn’t technically part of my Peoples of Arda edit series, but the information presented is canon to that verse. Maybe when I get to the dwarves I’ll reorganize it so this is a more official part of it, but that’s for later.

ALL of this is headcanon except for the information about the Ring of Thrór; however, I borrowed it having a blue stone from PJ’s Hobbit movies, and named it “the Sapphire Ring” to match all the others. I also made up a specific date for when they received the Ring.

Extrapolation from canon:

I built off of the quote from the Silm (included in the post) for the other details: some Rings were devoured by dragons, others were recovered by Sauron.

In FotR we learn that the dragons got four, and Sauron got three (including the Ring of Thrór); we also learn that “it has been said that dragon-fire could melt and consume the Rings of Power” ... but I like the idea that though the Rings were consumed, they weren’t melted down or destroyed, but after the dragons met their grisly ends the Nazgûl robbed the corpse of the swallowed Ring, so Sauron did end up getting those in the end.

We also know from Appendix A that Durin’s Folk claim that Celebrimbor gave them the first Ring himself, rather than Sauron; Tolkien Gateway disputes that, but in UT there’s a note saying that “nothing is said in the present text about the way in which the Seven Rings came into possession of the Dwarves,” and that Celebrimbor revealed “where the Seven were bestowed,” so I interpret that as Celebrimbor gave some of the Seven away and hid the others, and then told Sauron where they were under torture.

From here on out everything I say is headcanon unless explicitly stated otherwise!!! This will include some elaboration on information I presented in the edit :)

Each dwarven clan received their own Ring. Celebrimbor gave Rings to the Longbeards (the Line of Durin; this is canon), the Broadbeams (who I place in Nogrod), and the Firebeards (who I place in Belegost): these are the dwarven clans of the West, the ones he’s had the most contact with. (I know that Belegost and Nogrod may have been destroyed in the War of Wrath but considering the Blue Mountains are still there in later Ages I don’t accept that into my personal headcanon.) The other four Rings he hid in various places throughout Eregion. I think that when he gave away the Rings he did, he warned the dwarven-kings of Sauron’s influence upon them (which he had begun to suspect, and then had confirmation of when the One Ring was forged).

I gave Celebrimbor the epithet “Starfire,” referencing the Star of Fëanor and his skills as a smith; I imagine this was an honor given to him by the dwarves of the Mírdain, and used primarily by the dwarves of the West. I decided that Sauron’s name among the dwarves would probably have been adopted from the Noldor, and maybe even from Celebrimbor himself, so they’re using the Fëanorian Quenya form “Thauron” (though without the special character Þ). His epithet “Blackhand” is fairly self-explanatory, I think, and derived from a canonical title of his applied by Gollum.

I named the Broadbeam King who first bore the Topaz Ring Naugladur II, the second of his name after Naguladur I, the king of Nogrod who led the dwarves against Thingol in BoLT. The last bearer I named Sikhil III, which is a headcanoned name I have for Telchar, who I don’t think was a king but was revered enough that I think kings could have been named after him. I thought it would be interesting if Sauron recovered one of the Seven before his time in Númenor, so I had him kill Sikhil the year before Ar-Pharazôn landed in Umbar. The Broadbeams remembered this treachery and were motivated by the murder of their king to support the Last Alliance a few hundred years later.

The first Stonefoot Ring-bearer I named Chayalor, which in my slapdash Easterling language means “fierce wind.” I place the Stonefoots and their sister-clan the Blacklocks in the Walls of the Sun in the East, where I also have the wicked sorcerer Túvon reside, always testing his power against Sauron. (Túvon is a proto-Sauron character I have reincorporated; you can read a bit more about my take on him here.) When Sauron gave the Diamond and Opal Rings to the dwarves, Túvon was present and very jealous, and schemed to get a Ring for himself. He accomplished this by kidnapping the only son of the Stonefoot King Zakhnab V (“mountain-friend” in my take on the Easterling language), and after a year (and bloody threats) Zakhnab finally gets over his greed and pride and trades the Diamond Ring for his son’s life. Túvon holds onto the Ring for a good 500-ish years before Sauron regains enough power to confront and humble him, taking the Ring back for himself. The eastern dwarves call Sauron “Thû,” like his mannish servants do in that area. His epithet “Sunlord” is a reference to his dominion over the Land of the Sun (which is what the Easterlings called their own territories).

I place the Stiffbeards and their sister-clan the Ironfists in the Mountains of the Wind, which I headcanon were destroyed during the Valar’s war with Morgoth, forcing the Stiffbeards to move north to the remnants of the Iron Mountains and the Ironfists south to the Yellow Mountains (an extension of the Orocarni). This makes the Ironfists contemporaries of the Haradrim (you can see my headcanons about them here). I named their first Ring-bearer Thelór II, a name I took from MERP as the founder of the Ironfist clan; their last Ring-bearer I gave the name Rûvek I, a name which in my slapdash Southron language means “wealthy lord.” This is the first Ring to be consumed by dragons—specifically, a Were-worm. I liked the idea from MERP that were-worms are actually wingless dragons, so I made this dragon one of them, and named it Sarghyr (meaning “magic worm” in my made-up Southron language). Sarghyr burrows under Rûvek’s treasure hoard and eats him and much of his treasure whole, including the Emerald Ring. About 200 years later, two of the Nazgûl track down Sarghyr, slay him, and recover the Ring for Sauron. These southern dwarves call Sauron “the Mage of the Deserts” (aka Sar-Myrin), which is the name the Southrons applied to him in my headcanon.

Meanwhile up north in the Iron Mountains, the Stiffbeards get attacked by the Cold-drake Hrímil Frostheart. This is a dragon I borrowed from LOTRO (where he actually ate the Ring of the Ironfists, but I switched him to their sister-tribe instead to better fit the cold northern aesthetic I gave them). The first Stiffbeard Ring-bearer is Audun III (a Norse name meaning “wealth-friend”); Sauron gave him the Amethyst Ring. Their last Ring-bearer is Sindri VI (a name I borrowed from the LOTR RPG as one of the dwarf-fathers of the Stiffbeards and Ironfists; TG says just the Ironfists but my headcanons are slightly different), the sixth reincarnation of the dwarf-father Sindri (I think all seven dwarf-fathers are given seven reincarnations, like Durin is). This Sindri is attacked by Hrímil, who raids the Stiffbeard Halls and freezes the king and many of his court to death with his icy breath (another detail I borrowed from LOTRO, sort of; Tolkien’s cold-drakes are just fireless, not icy, but this is much cooler!), later consuming Sindri and his Ring. 50-ish years later, the Stiffbeards and Ironfists unite to drive Hrímil out of their halls, and though the dragon flees he takes the Ring with him in his belly. Hrímil survives for another 200-ish years on his own before the corrupting power of the Ring inside him kills him; 200-ish more years later, one of the Nazgûl picks through his corpse to recover the Amethyst Ring. I didn’t have a specific name for Sauron in this region, so since it was him who gave the Ring to them and not Celebrimbor I just had him use the canonical name Annatar Aulendil, whom it’s possible they could have heard of. I think he could still lay claim to the title “Lord of Gifts,” and referencing kinship with Aulë (Mahal) would certainly endear the dwarves to him.

Returning to the East: the first Blacklock Ring-bearer, who received the Opal Ring at the same time the Stonefoots received the Diamond Ring, was Halakhund II (meaning “noble axe” in my Easterling language). The last is Sûkhor (“black fire”), who faced down a dragon in battle to protect his people. This is the Fire-drake Lorekh (“wild ferocity”), who had been bred by Túvon to attack the Blacklocks and retrieve their Ring for him (since the scheme with the Diamond Ring didn’t pan out how he’d planned), but Lorekh escapes early and rampages through the dwarf-lands uncontrolled. Sûkhor fights her off and gives her a really gnarly facial scar, but in the end he is devoured along with his Ring. Túvon doesn’t get the Opal Ring, though, since Lorekh flies west to the Grey Mountains where she joins in Hrímil’s kin (and Smaug’s ancestors) in bothering the dwarves, though she develops a particular taste for elves. In the same year that the Longbeards are driven out of their halls in the Grey Mountains, Lorekh goes further south to harass the Wood-elves, who name her Thirristiel (Sindarin for “scar-face”). Queen Thúlivren of the Woodland Realm (my OC for Thranduil’s spouse) kills her, but not before Thirristiel delivers Thúlivren a mortal wound. The elves who stay behind the battlefield to dispose of the dragon’s corpse discover that Thirristiel had swallowed a Ring of Power and fish it out of her corpse, then hurry back to Mirkwood to tell their grieving King about it...except that oops, they get the attention of the Nazgûl Khamûl, lord of Dol Guldur, who captures and kills them before they get there, taking the Opal Ring back for Sauron. Thranduil never finds out about this event.

Back in the Blue Mountains, wayyy back when, Celebrimbor also gave the Firebeards a Ring. This was the Ruby Ring, whose first bearer was Hannar I (a name I stole from one of Bilbo’s dwarvish companions after his party; I don’t think the two are related, I just wanted a quick and easy name). After the murder of Sikhil III and the theft of the Topaz Ring, the Firebeards guarded the Ruby Ring all the more fiercely, and they held onto it longer than any other tribe save the Longbeards. That they lost it at all was mostly due to bad fortune: as Belegost expanded, they disturbed the lair of the dragon Lhamthanc, who killed and ate their King Fimli IV (a Norse name). Lhamthanc is a “serpent-name” only mentioned once, in the Etymologies, and I decided he is one of Glaurung’s brood who survived the War of Wrath and went into an extended coma/hibernation in the Blue Mountains. When he finally wakes up after nearly 6000 years, he’s pissed off and chomps down on the dwarves who disturbed him. He has a good 30-ish years of waking freedom before he feels the summons of Sauron, who is magically connected to all of Melkor’s original vassals (being one himself, and seeing himself as Melkor’s successor). Sauron is much stronger than Lhamthanc, and he can’t resist the call to Mordor, where he is captured, tortured, and killed by Sauron to retrieve the Ruby Ring in his stomach. (This storyline was very much inspired by the tale of the “Ring-drakes” appearing in LOTRO.)

And finally, the Longbeards: we actually have canon details on how they got their Ring, who gave it to them, who received it, and who finally lost and how. The only headcanon-y bit here is that theirs is called the Sapphire Ring!

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fatalism-and-villainy · 4 years

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Thoughts on the first half of The Two Towers:

So I remembered this book as being my least favourite of the trilogy, and that still holds up, I think. There are lots of individual details that I find delightful, and I love the portrayal of Rohan, but the overall plot just isn’t my favourite.

Aragorn being all conflicted and regretful and feeling like he has failed Gandalf at the beginning is exactly the kind of content I enjoy. Also I love how he keeps Boromir’s temptation by the Ring a secret, and what it reveals about him, characterization-wise.

I would like to note that contrary to the movies, there is, in fact, a scene in which Legolas runs out of arrows.

I forgot about Elves riding horses without saddles, and?? Is this actually true of all Elves? Have I been visualizing the First Age Noldor in their travels completely wrong? (Might just go ahead and ignore it the same way I ignore the “Elves sleep with their eyes open” tidbit, tbh...)

I am.... uncomfortable with how the male characters (most prominently Gimli, I suppose) talk about Galadriel, and how very chivalry-based their praises/defenses of her sound - because they’re all about her as some sort of symbol, without much basis in who she actually is. It would bother me regardless, but given that she actually appears on the page, and demonstrably has characterization and agency that goes far beyond this set of chivalric values the characters seem to be buying into... yeah, I’m not a fan.

Also apparently Galadriel has some sort of authority over the Eagles, since she’s the one who sent Gwaihir after Gandalf post-Moria (rather than, like, the Valar, as I was kind of assuming)? I would like to know more about this, please.

Aragorn refusing to give up Andúril at the doors of Meduseld is definitely one of his less sympathetic moments. I mean, I like the crunchiness of it in terms of his characterization, and I certainly like arrogance in general, but in this context, with him trying to assert some sort of authority over Théoden, it just feels like throwing his weight around for no good reason. So, ehhhh. Though the reference to the sword being forged by Telchar was !!!! First Age reference!!!

I really love the description of Meduseld that we’re given - and tbh I’m much more attached to the Rohirrim than I used to be. Éomer in particular is a character that I never had strong feelings about, but now I really appreciate him.

That image of Éowyn standing completely alone as she watches them all ride to war is just so powerfully affecting, and really drives home how isolated she is, in a way that I don’t think the movies quite get at. (I also feel like I remember Éowyn being in this book more than she actually is? Possibly because they gave her much more screentime in the film?)

There’s a little recorded exchange between Háma and another guard re: Gandalf, with Háma being willing to trust him and the other, unnamed guy not being so sure. And it’s just such an interesting little aside, the kind of snippet of insight that I love seeing from Tolkien.

I’m uncomfortable with the stuff about the Men of Dunland. Éomer says that they hate the Rohirrim because they were driven out of the Mark when Gondor granted it to Eorl, and this set of grievances is never really seriously dealt with? Like, there’s a bit about how they’re surprised at how honourably the Rohirrim deal with their prisoners of war, because Saruman lied to them about the Rohirrim’s cruelty, which.... doesn’t really address the legitimate wrongs that have historically been done to them by both Rohan and Gondor, that drove them to Saruman in the first place? I do remember that there’s negotiation with them in RotK, so I guess I’ll have to wait and see how it’s handled there.

When they’re riding to Isengard and Legolas sees the Ents’ eyes in the dark, Gimli says, “I wish to see no eyes!” which is just so funny out of context.

Gimli’s Glittering Caves speech is just so wonderful <33

Also the part where they encounter Merry and Pippin at Isengard is just delightfully written. And Théoden is just so courteous to them! So willing to hear all about their family histories!

Aragorn: “I am Strider and Dúnadan too, and I belong both to Gondor and the North” - see it’s exactly quotes like this that drew younger me to Aragorn!

The description of Saruman’s powers and the effect of them in the Voice of Saruman chapter is just so well done and gives the scene a tension that I don’t think the movie captures.

That scene where Pippin asks what Gandalf will do with Sauron if they defeat him, and Gandalf says “nothing” because he doesn’t wish for mastery, is just. really good? I appreciate the non-punitive approach.

The detail about the Noldor’s making of the Palantíri being beyond the power of Sauron or Saruman is one that I really like - one of the many indications in the text that the Children have the capacity for as much, or more, power of creation as the Ainur.

The rhyme about Númenor (“seven stars and seven stones/and one white tree”) makes me emotional.

#lotr reread 2020

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tkwrtrilogy3 · 4 years

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Chapter VIII: The Rise of the Fall (Pt. II)

It was much later after Eöl had left that I learned why he ventured into Doriath. He was repaying a debt known only to him and King Things. Only a few days later would I learn more.

Iarûr had sent me on an errand to the armory to give a scroll to Finëar. Once I had arrived, I saw a familiar face.

“Ónarr,” I said, surprised. “I have not seen you since the dreaded war of the Dark Year.”

“Good to see you again, Orothôn,” he said as he took my hand. “Even one life spared among many lost is a blessing.”

“Finëar,” I said, handing him the scroll. “From Iarûr.”

“Thank you,” he said taking it and began reading.

“How have you been,” Ónarr continued. “My condolences to Eldôr on the loss of his father.”

“I will send word to him,” I answered. “It will lighten his heart to know.”

“I have not seen many of your kind for some time,” he said. “Not since the arrival of those new creatures.”

“You refer to the Atani,” I asked.

“If that is what you call them,” he laughed. “They are a cunning lot. They are quick-witted if I may add.”

“I am afraid my time with their kind is limited at best. I have not seen one in quite awhile.”

Finëar cleared his throat—I could tell he was bothered by our conversation.

“It says that the king wishes to place that gift for safe keeping in the armory,” Finëar said. “Has he gone mad?”

“I beg your pardon,” I asked.

“That sword Eöl gave to the king,” he answered. “Did he not tell you why you were sent?”

“I am afraid not, Finëar,” I said.

“You speak of Gurthang,” Ónarr asked.

“Come again,” Finëar asked him.

“The sword,” Ónarr answered. “The Elf-Smith Eöl forged it himself. I saw him do it with my own two eyes.”

“I am to assume you helped to create it,” Finëar asked glaring at the dwarf in disdain.

“My duties lie elsewhere,” Ónarr said. “Though I know my way around the fires, I am a master of stone. Mîm might have a notion.”

“There is a name I have not heard in a time,” Finëar said, calming down. “Was its creation ordered by Azaghâl?”

“If His Majesty requested such a thing be made, I have not heard of it.”

“I suppose you would not, Ónarr,” Finëar said. “I know much your time is sacrosanct these days. How is Finrod, if I may inquire?”

“Quite well,” Ónarr said. “He sends his greetings to you.

I sensed something unusual in his voice as it grew softer. I felt he knew something but wished to keep it from us.

“Orothôn,” Finëar said to me. “Tell Iarûr I shall harbor this sword for now. When I find a place for it, let he be the only one to bring it to me. I have little doubt that such a weapon in the wrong hands could be catastrophic. Especially one so forged by Eöl. Who knows what machinations go through his mind.”

I nodded. I looked again at Ónarr.

“It was a pleasure to see you again,” I said.

“For me as well,” he answered.

I turned and left. In the hall, I nearly ran into Saeros.

“Many pardons,” he said. “Has Ónarr left?”

“No,” I answered curiously. “He is with Finëar now.”

“Thank you,” he said hurriedly as he went into the armory. Something piqued my curiosity. I leaned against the wall in the darkness to listen.

“What word have you from Telchar,” Saeros asked. “Has he not forged many weapons of late?”

“Aye, he has,” Ónarr said. “Most of which I am not privy to though one such weapon is in the hands of one they call Beren.”

“Have you seen this Beren,” Finëar asked. “Where is he?”

“I would not know that,” Ónarr answered. “It has been a long time since I laid eyes on him. Where he was going he will not return.”

“I suppose not,” Saeros said.

“You wish to know about the King’s daughter,” Ónarr asked.

“You know where she is,” Finëar asked excitedly.

“I saw her once, but no more,” he answered. “She took to the wind you might well say.”

“Even the wind has direction,” Saeros snapped.

“So it does,” Ónarr quipped. “And neither she nor the wind were going in mine.”

“What are you doing,” a voice said. I turned to see Êlengolas. I put my finger to my mouth.

“Well,” Finëar continued. “Should either one find their way anywhere near you, I suggest you send word to King Thingol as quickly as possible.”

“I will gladly do as you command,” Ónarr said.

I quickly led Êlengolas down the hall into darkness as I heard footsteps heading toward the door. The three left the armory together without suspicion.

“You realize it is unseemly to listen to the private business of others,” Êlengolas said.

“When you stop doing it, then tell me again how unseemly it is,” I answered.

“Was that Ónarr of Nogrod,” he asked.

“Yes,” I said. “He has seen Lúthien.”

“When?”

“He did not say.”

“Orothôn, the whole point of secretly overhearing private business is to actually glean some useful information.”

“I believe she has followed Beren on his quest.”

Êlengolas looked at me, his brow raised.

“Could you be more specific,” he asked.

“Êlengolas.”

“Where else would she have gone,” he asked. “If such an event had happened, then she will return upon the news of his death.”

“You think a messenger from Angband is going to send her word to Menegroth saying, ‘We regret to inform you we have killed the beloved of the King’s daughter.’”

“It is Angband,” Êlengolas began. “They would not be so inclined to be courteous.”

“It is also a place no one returns from,” I said. “All I am saying is that she is still with us.”

“Not if she followed Beren on his quest,” Êlengolas said. “Do not tell anyone—especially your wife. She will tell half the ladies in the court and create a false sense of hope.”

“False sense of hope,” I asked.

“Yes,” he began. “If she indeed has followed him anywhere, there is little hope she will return. Not without him. Come, it is almost time for dinner.”

I sighed and reluctantly followed him toward the Great Hall. I could not help wondering what Ónarr did not say and how much he knew.--TKWRT Book I: The Epic of Eryn Galen by Jaynaé Marie Miller. 11-28-2019

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