#aiwendil

[neldeathstar]

The Council of Three

Always wanted to draw them together 💕- Curumo, Olorin and Aiwendil aka Saruman, Gandalf and Radagast as grown up, but still young Istari. I wonder what they are talking about o.o… I'd guess it's wizard stuff…

#silmarillion #tolkien #silmarillion fanart #lord of the rings #tolkien fanart #angbang #saruman #curumo #gandalf #olorin #radagast #aiwendil #middle earth #character design #ainur #wizard #istari #valinor

[overlord-of-fantasy]

Radagast to Gandalf in the forest, high on Shrooms

Radagast: Fruits that do not live up to their names; passionfruit, grapefruit, honeydew and dragonfruit. Gandalf: Fruits that do live up to their names? Radagast: Orange.

#silmarillion #lotr #silmarillion memes #incorrect silmarillion quotes #lotr memes #incorrect lord of the rings quotes #radagast #radagast the brown #aiwendil #gandalf #gandalf the grey #olorin

[eldamaranquendi]

Istari by  Rene Gross

Saruman

Gandalf

Radagast

Pallando

Alatar

#tolkien #jrrt #jrrtolkien #jrr tolkien #the silmarillion #silmarillion #the hobbit #hobbit #The Lord of the Rings #lord of the rings #lotr #saruman #gandalf #radagast #alatar #pallando #istari #curumo #aiwendil #mithrandir #Morinehtar #tarkun #curunir #romestaro

[verecunda]

"Radagast is, of course, a worthy Wizard, a master of shapes and changes of hue..."

I'm mildly obsessed with this throwaway remark from Gandalf. Like his fellow Istari, Radagast is a Maia in origin, and the only other Maia who is singled out for their shapeshifting ability is Sauron. Radagast is potentially a shapeshifter on a par with bloody Sauron, and this is just never. mentioned. again. Amazing.

(tbh I'm not entirely sure what makes their ability stand out, since all the Ainur seem capable of changing their forms, unless, like Melkor, their power is depleted in a big way. Even Olórin/Gandalf is mentioned as changing his shape in the Silmarillion. But that's another musing for another time...)

But to return to Radagast and Sauron: I wonder if there's any difference in their approach to shapeshifting. On a headcanon level, I tend to associate Sauron's ability with his smithing - he's crafting himself a new form. Maybe for Radagast, as a Maia of Yavanna, his ability is closer to examples from the natural world, like animal camouflage and call mimicry.

And is there maybe a link to the Beornings, too? Beorn seems to know him - "Not a bad fellow, as wizards go". What if it was Radagast who first showed his people how to change their shape - whether that was teaching Men how to turn into bears, or teaching bears how to turn into Men?

Just frankly obsessed with the idea that Radagast has these powers that could potentially make him a match for the Dark Lord himself, but he'd rather just be chilling in the woods, chatting to the birds.

#Lord of the Rings #Radagast #Aiwendil

[thepinkseat-askthemoonbunny]

😂🤣🤣🤣😂😂 I will NEVER get over the fact that all the Istari are known for like actual wizard powers but Saruman’s major magic is his voice and (quote by Nerd of the Rings); “sway hearts, plant fears and sow lies as he saw fit.”

Like Gandalf has pyromancy and Radagast has shapeshifting/talking to animals and Saruman’s superpower is bullshitting

#jrr tolkien #tolkien #Istari #wizards #nerd of the rings #Saruman #Gandalf #Radagast #aiwendil #Curumo #olorin

[junk-whunk-punk]

Siblings? FUCKYEAH SIBLINGS!

Yas ass I hc Mairon, Aiwendil and Curumo as children of Aule and Yavanna. Despite all Mai's rebellious and punk habits and views, his whole family loves him mutually and is proud of him, although they all rarely see each other.

Melkor barely holds back tears of envy under his cold expression

#damn i love hippie Aiwendil #silmarillion #the silmarillion #sauron #mairon #silm #jrrt #modern au #maia #punk au #curumo #saruman #aiwendil #radagast #silm au

[lorica-art]

Radagast, another redrawn old sketch detaile

#redraw #silmarillionfanart #radagast #aiwendil #ainur #maiar #silmarillion #silmart #sketch #это фантастика сынок #фанарт #сильмариллион

[riantuk]

I had this incomplete for so long haha but I DID IT!

So more content of them, maiar on Valinor when times were calm and Mairon was uncorrupted🤲❤️Olórin would def find more fun to see the talking squirrels than whatever Curumo had planned for the millionth time haha Curumo pls don't be a party pooper! Olórin has already seen your craft!

Hope I can do more of this, I enjoy imagining how those times were!

#silmarillion #silmarillion fanart #lotr fanart #mairon #curumo #olorin #aiwendil #lord of the rings #sauron #the silmarillion #my headcanon cause is fun <3 #ryantuk

[cilil]

rare pair bingo

AN: For @i-did-not-mean-to🤍. If you'd like to see some Almaren designs for these two I highly recommend @neldeathstar's art - their Aiwendil is the cutest thing ever!

⸙ Prompt: Blushing | Curumo x Aiwendil ⸙ Synopsis: Aiwendil is not shy about admiring his favourite Maia. ⸙ Warnings: / ⸙ Drabble

There he was, his favourite forge spirit, so smart, capable, tall and proud. 

Aiwendil flopped down in the grass with a huge, dreamy grin on his face and observed Curumo who was currently cleaning his tools with an expression so serious that one could think Aulë had entrusted him with the tremendous task of reconstructing Illuin and Ormal. 

His bird friends, perched on his head and shoulders as always, chirped eagerly. They could sense how excited Aiwendil was, though their voices alerted Curumo to his presence. 

Unbothered, the younger Maia waved at him.

Curumo, for reasons inexplicable to him, blushed. 

Thanks for reading! ♡

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[i-did-not-mean-to]

Happy Birthday, my dear

It's @cilil's birthday!!!! 🎂🎂🎂🎂

So, here is a little gift for you. Done by the incomparable @neldeathstar!!!

And, in the name of friendship, I've also written a very tiny thing! It's under the cut :)

Enjoy!

𝔚𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔰: 1.1 k ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰: Mairon, Aiwendil, Eönwë 𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: Sexual innuendo, Mairon is mean...

Mairon rolled his eyes—Eönwë and Aiwendil were not the audience he had expected or desired, but he needed to share his amazing experience with someone before he could burst with self-satisfied smugness, and he was too sated and content to ferret out Curumo or Ossë.

“Hello Mairon, how are you? You look…” Aiwendil faltered in his cheery greeting, his annoyingly huge, innocent eyes clouding over with something akin to dread and distrust. “You look different. Are you unwell?”

Look at that little fool, Mairon thought impatiently; he despised his fellow Maia for his sickening naïveté that was erroneously misconstrued and excused as genuine “sweetness” by most. Mairon knew the truth though, Aiwendil was nothing but a stupid dreamer who would never amount to much if he didn’t stop aimlessly horsing around with the most feeble and neglectable of Yavanna’s creations.

“Do we go to the library then?” Eönwë asked hopefully, his usually so placid face lighting up with anticipation.

Why that one wanted to go to the library didn’t make sense to Mairon either—Eönwë was a good fighter and a disgustingly faithful servant, but he’d never be the one to pen anything of importance. No, it was clear that he was destined to merely carry, defend, and deliver messages—not to write them.

“Ah, I am so sorry,” Mairon said softly, schooling his face into a convincing expression of contrition and prudish embarrassment that would be shattered only too soon by his carefully planned and rehearsed revelation.

Indeed, their vacant faces fell in disappointment and unveiled worry almost instantly.

Mairon drew himself up to his full height, ready to strike, and promptly informed them of his exciting and illicit meeting with Melkor in the forge in melting, sensual accents.

He had expected outrage, shock, envy, or even anger, but all he got were two blank stares of incomprehension. They even had the gall to cock their heads like puzzled birds—how Mairon wanted to wring their necks for having ruined his moment of breath-taking triumph by their profound and utterly maddening stupidity.

One, two, three—Mairon counted the moments in his wickedly sharp mind until any of the two would finally fully comprehend what he had just told them.

“Oh no,” Eönwë cried out in what seemed to be genuine alarm; he expressed his sincere commiseration and even gave special emphasis to the undeniable evil inherent to all of Melkor’s doings. Maybe, Mairon reflected, he only said so because of Aiwendil who kept staring at him with questioning cow eyes.

Ire—hot and punitive—flared within Mairon’s chest; he was named “the Admirable” but that alone wasn’t worth much when there was nobody around who was sensible and enlightened enough to actually admire him for his daring and cunning.

Indeed, he himself was rather proud of the way he had ventured into a passionate, mind-altering, and world-shattering relationship with the mightiest of the Valar—after all, their seduction had been mutual and all-encompassing. Mairon relished the lingering burning sensation rippling through his fána with every move, and he certainly would not accept pity when he had expected awe!

Letting his smile melt like warm honey, he turned his sweetest, most innocent face to the two woeful imbeciles who were still waiting for him to accept their well-wishes and expressions of foolish sympathy.

“Oh yeah…” Mairon sighed mellifluously. “His dick is evil…big.”

This time, Eönwë was quicker to catch on—he gasped audibly and sputtered his peer’s name in a forbidding, scolding tone that was but a cheap imitation and a pathetic echo of Manwë’s thundering eloquence.

“What?” Aiwendil looked back and forth between the other two, his vague gaze sharpening into an expression of bewildered distress.

Mairon made a rather crude gesture at the height of his own shapely behind that had Eönwë choking on his own tongue but only served to perplex Aiwendil even further.

“A dick? He has a tail?” Aiwendil asked, evidently just as eager to understand as he was incapable of grasping even the most essential mechanics of what they were so circuitously discussing—at least, Ossë would have challenged or even mocked him! Nothing was worse than the benign but utterly fatuous and vacant gleam of the insipidly handsome faces turned towards him like beacons of purity.

“Ugh, I wanted it. I welcomed his attentions!” Mairon groaned; he could hardly believe that he had to spell it out for them.

Silence fell like a stifling blanket over the bright meadow they had convened in.

“What exactly?” Aiwendil inquired shyly, his eyes darting nervously between Eönwë and Mairon—he could tell that he was a nuisance and was visibly afraid of being reprimanded or sent away.

“I am not going to draw you a graphic,” Mairon hissed, tossing back his hair and glowering at the young Maia with unadulterated loathing. “Suffice it to say that the forges were not the only thing that was burning bright. Oh, the things he does to me and I to him. We are so well matched—you can’t even imagine the pleasures we share.”

He held up his hand before Aiwendil could stutter some nonsense about walks in nature or tending to some foul-smelling beast; his body moved in suggestive undulation, mimicking the throes of lascivious passion he had engaged in before joining these two knuckleheads.

“They were dancing?” Aiwendil asked Eönwë in a muted voice.

“No, little one,” Eönwë sighed. “Mairon here has let himself be corrupted and tainted by the power of evil.”

“Ah, don’t be such a hypocrite!” Fire flared within Mairon’s eyes, and he wished that he had brought any of his tools to put Eönwë’s famed prowess in battle to the test. “He’s no better and no worse than his brother. Only because you have not had the guts or the charm to get anywhere with Manwë, you don’t need to take your envies and frustrations out on me.”

That accusation was so outrageous that it knocked the wind clean out of Eönwë’s mighty lungs—he merely stared, mouth agape, at the vision of flickering light and unbridled anger in front of him. More than ever, Mairon wanted to batter him senseless, but he held back and only bared his sharp teeth to give vent to his sombre, dangerous feelings.

“I would never…” Eönwë stammered, his cheeks colouring with the heat of embarrassment and something darker and much more shameful.

“Yes,” Mairon grinned sharply, “and that might just be your problem. Either way, I am too wrung out to go to the library and look at dusty tomes with the likes of you. See you later.”

“Why doesn’t he go to Estë if he’s in pain?” Aiwendil muttered, confused, as they saw Mairon limping away from them with as much dignity as he could muster.

“I am afraid,” Eönwë replied, settling a heavy but comforting hand on the slender shoulder of his companion, “that he has grown to like the burn.”

Once again, I wish you only the best for your birthday and good luck for tonight!!!

Lots of love from me, as always!!!

Hoch sollst du leben...an der Decke kleben and so on and so forth! Love you!!!

#og post #art #writing #Mairon #Aiwendil #Eönwë #Angbang #commission #IDNMT writes #fanfiction #tolkien writing #jrrt

[singsofecho]

Ainur Week Day 2

Aulë, Yavanna, Aiwendil, Curumo

Craftsmanship, Relationship with Nature

For Day 2 of @ainurweek , my super powerful HC that Aulë makes Yavanna's crowns out of gold and silver and precious bits of earth and Yavanna makes Aulë's out of flowers and plants and other growing things. Meanwhile, Curumo and Aiwendil battle over what is and isn't an 'excessive consumption of mushrooms'.

#my art stuff #silmarillion #aulë #yavanna #aiwendil #curumo #ainurweek #radagast #saruman

[neldeathstar]

The love letter

… to be more precise: the very first love letter of Arda. Written by Eonwe for Mairon on Almaren ❤️. (hc)

I imagine Almaren to be a kind of paradise. Curumo, Mairon, Aiwendil and Ossë are sitting together in a hidden spot of Yavanna's garden in their free time. Mairon got an exciting letter from Eonwe and he wants to read it out to his close friends, to share this secret with them.

#silmarillion #tolkien #silmarillion fanart #lord of the rings #mairon #sauron #tolkien fanart #ainur #curumo #aiwendil #ossë #eonwe #fantasy #character design

[velvet4510]

#lotr #jrr tolkien #lotr books #lord of the rings #bill the pony #radagast #istari #maiar #third age #lotr theories #lotr poll #bree #moria #khazad dûm #the prancing pony #aiwendil

[valardynasty]

Ordre des Istari 2/5

Maïa Aiwendil aka Radagast le brun.

"Radagast le Brun est l'un des cinq sorciers envoyés sur la Terre du Milieu pour contester la volonté de Sauron. À l'origine nommé Aiwendil, il est le Maia de Yavanna, Radagast se préoccupe principalement du bien-être des mondes végétal et animal."

Création par Intelligence Artificielle.

#lord of the rings #lotr #lotredit #ainur #tolkien fanfiction #maiar #valar #silmarillion #tolkien #ainulindale #aiwendil #radagast #radagast le brun #the hobbit #istar #istari #magicien #the rings of power #valardynasty

[verecunda]

I am eternally amused by Curumo (Saruman) being pretty much made by Yavanna to let Aiwendil (Radagast) tag along to Middle-earth with him and the rest of the wizards. The stroppy teenage sibling energy is off the charts.

“Ugh, but Mum, he’s so embarrassing!! God.”

#Lord of the Rings #Unfinished Tales #Saruman #Curumo #Radagast #Aiwendil #he probably ditched him in the woods the second they were off the boat

[arofili]

@tolkiengenweek day two | friendship ● animals | aiwendil and the kelvar

Radagast is, of course, a worthy wizard, a master of shapes and changes of hue; and he has much lore of herbs and beasts, and birds are especially his friends.

—The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, “The Council of Elrond”

#tolkiengenweek #tolkienedit #oneringnet #silm #silmarillion #lotr #lord of the rings #radagast #aiwendil #hravandil #my edit #tefain nin #events #tgw22