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annoyinglandmagazine · 2 months
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So I’ve been thinking about my female Caranthir agenda, specifically in relation to the thing about lembas being the queen’s purview and the only thing the elves seem to have rigid gender roles over. Lembas is indicated to be pretty important but the Noldor in Beleriand didn’t have a queen so who would be in charge of the distribution of it?
If Caranthir was a woman and Lalwen and Findis did not exist (like in the Silm version of canon) I think there’s a real case to be made that the position would go to her because, as the Feanorians (mainly Celegorm and Curufin because they’re petty as fuck) insist, Maedhros abdicated the position of High King; nothing was ever said about their other titles and as the eldest grandaughter of Finwë Caranthir is the highest ranking nís of the Noldor and in the absence of Fingolfin’s wife the essential roles of a queen are her right.
It’s not as if there are too many other candidates either, I can’t see Aredhel or Galadriel, since she’d be off in Doriath and very much not looking to be involved further in Noldorin politics, fighting for the position (again, how are there so few women in this family? How does that even happen? There are fourteen grandchildren of Finwë. I’d need to make all the Arafinweans and Nolofinweans women just to make it equal.) so Fingolfin doesn’t really have any alternatives to suggest.
So they end up in a situation where the High King of the Noldor is a Nolofinwean but there is now a precedent for the position of Massánië (the Quenya for the queen’s role as breadgiver) of the Noldor to stay in the eldest line of Finwë’s sons when the High King doesn’t have a wife, meaning that suddenly female descendants of Feanor are technically higher ranking than any of the male ones. No Feanorian High Queen can inherit the crown of the Noldor because that would be counted as the same as the Kingship covered in the abdication but the position of Massánië has become isolated from that of the queen and in a technical sense ranks just below a Crown Prince or Princess.
This isn’t of particular importance to Caranthir but you know she is exploiting the complete fucking life out of having all her kin dependent on her for yet another valuable resource, as if all the trade routes weren’t enough. The taxes on lembas going to Dorothion are extortionate. In his letters to his cousins Maedhros responds that he cannot interfere with his sister’s independent role and it is entire her own initiative to do what she wishes in this particular area.
In his letters to Caranthir he is giving her very useful advice on how to use this tactically to best strengthen their factions’ economy based on his knowledge of political situations and sometimes when someone (often Celegorm) pisses him off. This makes the top three of schemes Maedhros and Caranthir are running through their encrypted letters to each other that though unbeknownst to the rest of Beleriand have ridiculously wide reaching effects on the entire economic and geopolitical landscape. They make a scarily good (if slightly less malicious than C and C’s) team.
(Also down the line this could be another title for a genderqueer Elrond to be playing hot potato with because they can’t even use being adopted by the Feanorians that abdicated as an excuse here and it in fact only bolsters their pre-existing claim as Idril’s descendant. If they end up accepting it they and Gil Galad would seize the opportunity to be more ambiguous about their relationship than they already are as half their own court doesn’t even know if Elrond has accepted the position based on lineage or whether they’re now Gil Galad’s consort. The foreign diplomats and future historians have no idea what was going on. Gil Galad does not help matters by using every opportunity to refer to Elrond, maybe teasingly, maybe not, as his queen.)
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literally drawn and posted just for @lordgrimwing
let Gil-Galad and Elrond have some sex that they both enjoy.
on my last post i just used a Read More line to hide the content but today we are trying the actual mature label
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grey-gazania-fic · 9 months
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Skin and Other Stories
Gil-galad confronts her growing feelings for Elrond. Part of my Woman King AU. Rated T.
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Winter had come to Lindon, but though the wind outside howled fiercely, buffeting flakes of snow through the air, and the frost had traced ferns on the window panes, Gil-galad’s private parlor was cozily warm, thanks to the flames crackling merrily in the hearth. Tallagor, her whippet, was curled up on a soft cushion in front of the fire, whuffing softly in his sleep as he dreamed doggy dreams.
Chasing rabbits, Gil-galad thought to herself. She and Elrond were stretched out on the carpet, sharing a bottle of light, dry wine. The day had been a long one, filled by a contentious council meeting and an audience with an argumentative contingent of Lindon’s craftsmen, and she was glad, now, to be able to relax in her friend’s company.
They had split a late supper, tender scallops in a garlic butter sauce, and played a few lazy hands of gin rummy. Now Gil-galad was admiring the play of the firelight on the line of Elrond’s jaw as he recounted a joke that he’d heard the day before. A fisherman walks into a tavern…
At times like this, she had to admit that she wasn’t entirely certain how she felt about Elrond. She cared for him, of course, and enjoyed his company. He was a dear and trusted friend. But sometimes, when the light caught his face in a certain way, or when he smiled that particular sly smile that he seemed to reserve just for her, the one that made her stomach flutter, she wondered if she didn’t want Elrond to be something a little more.
Romance had not, thus far, been a major component in Gil-galad’s life. The only other person she remembered feeling this way about was Maewen, her childhood best friend, on whom she’d had an intense crush as a young woman. And that right there was why she’d avoided romance. Most of the people she’d found attractive were women, and that wasn’t how things were done among the Eldar.
And she’d drunk a bit more tonight than she should have, and so had Elrond, and that was probably why, when he caught the direction of her gaze, and put down his glass, and leaned forward and kissed her, she closed her eyes and kissed him back.
After that, things got a little hazy, and by the time her brain finally caught up with her senses, she was topless, pressed against the back of the love-seat, her hands tracing circles on Elrond's bare shoulders as his warm fingers caressed her breasts.
"Elrond," she mumbled, pulling out of their kiss, and then bringing her hands up between them, "wait." He drew back reluctantly, and she laughed nervously. "I'm too drunk for this. Or maybe not drunk enough."
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colleendoran · 2 months
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LEGENDS OF THE QUENDI
Private commission, from The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien.
Pen and ink, watercolor, 24 K gold.
Gandalf/Olorin, Cirdan, Celembribor, Gil Galad, Melian, Galadriel, Elrond, Arwen, The Elven Rings, The Elessar, and a symbolic Belt of Melian.
No, I'm not playing hooky on Good Omens, I get about 20 minutes a day to work on other stuff.
I was getting a half hour a day, but even that's too much at this point.
And yes, at roughly 25 minutes a day, a piece like this takes a really long time. Months.
I'm a big believer in making sure you pick at something else even while working on a big project, even if you only use that time for warm ups. Keeps you from crumbling under the weight of the main project.
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thesummerestsolstice · 3 months
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I have seen the headcanon that Elrond (+ the other Peredhel in Luthien's line) can turn into birds like Elwing. This is an amazing idea, but I don't think it gets used nearly to its full potential. Consider, Elrond in the Second Age is Gil-Galad's herald. A herald does a lot of things, including delivering the king's proclamations. You know, like a messenger. Like how humans have used messenger doves before. He's also sometimes called Gil-Galad's minstrel.
I raise you, Gil-Galad dictating his latest diplomatic letter to bird Elrond and then (lovingly) throwing him out of the window so he can fly over and deliver it. Ambassadors going to Gil-Galad's court and being very confused when a strange bird none of them can identify is introduced as the court minstrel. Also Gil-Galad being absolutely insufferable about how a "little bird told him" about all the latest diplomatic gossip. Elrond encourages all of this behavior. They're horrible enablers for each other.
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fflewddur-feanorion · 29 days
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today on Fic Ideas I Will Never Write:
Gil-Galad is a random elf who happens to look exactly like Fingon. He's successfully conned his way into becoming High King of the Noldor, and lives in fear of someone discovering his secret.
Elrond is 100% part of the Noldorin royal family, and wants out of the line of succession by any means necessary. He is also very good at forging documents.
They embark on a ridiculously over-the-top, entirely illegal adventure to get Gil into the royal family.
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celebrimborium · 2 years
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the rings of power + tolkien’s descriptions of canon characters
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the-writing-goblin · 8 months
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I am once again thinking about how good the story of the second age is, and all the fun things you could do with an actually decent adaptation. Consider:
Galadriel should be exactly the same as she is in Lord of the Rings. She is older, weirder and more powerful than any elf other elf in Middle Earth. Other elves are just as unnerved by her as mortals, and dealing with her is stressful at the best of times.
Elrond should be an absolute infant. Just, complete baby face. But everyone treats him super respectfully and he has a lot of power and influence. The energy should be the same as when the super ancient and powerful vampire or faerie or whatever looks like a ten year old girl.
ALSO there should be a tall, menacing elf with visible tattoo and facial scars who just. Stands behind Elrond looking intimidating all the time. The least elf-looking elf ever. All the other elves are uncomfortable around them. Elrond should treat them like their an Aunt or Uncle. The elf is one of the few surviving hard-line Feanorians, all of whom follow Elrond. The longer you can go without explaining this, the better.
Gil-Galad is very tired, and spends a lot of time balancing one of the most famously unstable political systems in all of Arda. Galadriel and Elrond both have factions they support to strongly to be relied on to be impartial. The reason he doesn't worry much about what Celebrimbor's up to is that he's the one member of the family who is highly unlikely to attempt something batshit nuts, and his followers are mostly moderate.
Celebrimbor and Annatar/Sauron should spend the whole series playing complicated mindgames with each other.
Annatar is playing four-dimensional chess from the beginning. For him, this is an all or nothing gamble. If he can't make the rings he won't have the power to seize control on his own. He should spend a lot of time having Light Yagami-level monologues where he tries to figure out what game Celebrimbor is playing while outwardly pretending to be harmless and normal and only succeeding at this about 75% of the time.
Celebrimbor should start of thinking the stakes are considerably lower. Like... is Annatar hiding something? Yea, but he figures Annatar doesn't actually have permission from the Valar to be here or something. Not, ya know, Annatar is secretly Satan in disguise. In the first act there should be an almost comical disconnect between the amount of energy Sauron is putting in to these mind games versus Celebrimbor.
Bonus points if as Celebrimbor figures out the truth, you intersperse more and more of his family backstory. The guilt he is still carrying for a lot the things that happened in the first age. Early on bring in the fact that Finrod went into Sauron's jaws alone and it was Curufin's fault, use this as angst material. And then as he figures out who Sauron really is, drop Maedhros and Thangorodrim in like a nuclear bomb.
Because Celebrimbor has seen this play before, and he knows what Sauron does to people. It wasn't even personal then, what Sauron is going to do to him will be so much worse.
And Celebrimbor chooses to forge the three rings anyway. He doesn't give up their locations, even with everything Sauron does to him at the end. And that should be devestating.
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kitcat22 · 6 months
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Another funnier option would be that neither of them found out until after Elros’ marriage when some confusion arose between Elros and his Wife. Elros then frantically writes to Elrond to ask him what sex is and how it works. Elrond, who has no idea what Elros is talking about, brings this up to Gil Galad, Galadriel and Celebrimbor after a council meeting at which point all three remember, with no small amount of panic, what they forgot to discuss with the twins. This results in one of Gondor’s archives/museums having a stack of letters adressed to Elros Tar Minyatur sent by several famous historical elves. Unfortunately due to the age of the letters and the fact they were written in ancient elvish no one can read them but its is assumed they were important diplomatic messages. If they could read them, the scholars of Gondor might be a little suprised and confused why the adult King of Numenor had received multiple, quite lengthy letters detailing how sex works.
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wendydoodles · 2 years
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brb kids Grandma Galadriel is on a mission
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annoyinglandmagazine · 8 months
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Gil Galad: Elrond, i need my-
Elrond: *hands him his notes*
Gil Galad: oh and i also need-
Elrond: *hands him a cup of tea*
Gil Galad:
Gil Galad: marry me?
Elrond: took care of that too. we've been married for three years
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Gil just going To Town on Elrond, as he deserves 
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grey-gazania-fic · 10 months
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Gil-galad confronts her growing feelings for Elrond. Part of my Woman King AU.
Written for a very old set of B2MeM prompts: skeletons in the closet, monogamy, intimacy, marriage, Laws and Customs Among the Eldar
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thesummerestsolstice · 2 months
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Beleriand is gone and Tol Himling remains. No one lives there, few dare to venture close. Even years later, the fortress feels like bitter grief and pained endurance.
The remaining Noldor– and there aren't many of them by the Second Age– start sailing there. It's not far from the shore; an easy enough journey, even for someone with little seafaring experience.
One day, someone– no one is sure who– takes one of the broken pieces of Himling's walls, carves Maedhros's name into it, and sets it as a tombstone. After that, more graves appear, slowly at first, then more quickly. Old battle-songs and tributes to the dead are carved and painted into the walls. Soon, the meadow around the old fortress is full of memorials, some made from the ruins, others lovingly crafted and brought from the mainland. For all the Noldor fought amongst themselves in the First Age, now their headstoens stand together. In the cemetery, the House of Finwe is united in death as it never was in life. Graves for Feanor and Fingolfin sit side-by-side in a sorrowful peace neither lived to see.
Himring stood on an icy mountaintop where the snow never melted, but Tol Himling does not. One spring the barren meadow blooms, red poppies and blue forget-me-nots. It flowers every year after, new hues and blossoms appearing annurally until the graves are surrounded by a colorful sea of flowers.
Not many Noldor choose to sail west– most that go back to Valinor go in death– but those that do leave tokens on Himling before they leave, broken weapons and battered armor. Maybe they do it to leave something with the dead who may never return from Mandos. Maybe they do it because like the dead, their fight in Middle-Earth has ended.
Men who sail by the island– always by, never to– are very sure that there are ghosts there. To them, the place seems strange and misted, and every figure there looks like a shade. They speak of a golden-haired warrior who spends hours talking to some of the graves, a king who dutifully cares for the tombstones, wiping away dust and moss, the strange dark-haired figure who comes every year to sow wildflower seeds. But those aren't the spirits of the Noldor dead. Only those who would remember them.
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scatteredlight1 · 4 months
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If I had a nickel...
Feanor: If I had a nickel for every time someone thought they had permission to take MY silmarils, I'd have a lot of money and a lot of heads rolling.
Nerdanel: If I had a nickel for every time a family member abandoned me, I'd have 8 nickels, because my family is made up of morons who don't listen to me.
Maedhros: If I had a nickel for every time someone invited me to make a 'one hand' joke, I'd have enough money to buy the silmarils from Morgoth.
Maglor: If I had a nickel for every time someone said Daeron is better than me, I'd have a handful, which is surprising because Daeron is in no world better than me.
Celegorm: If I had a nickel for every time Huan spoke to someone other than me, I'd have three nickels which is the number of times Huan can speak. I must say, Huan is one unfaithful dog.
Caranthir: If I had a nickel for every time I gained profits over my cousins, I'd have more profits, which would lead to more nickels.
Curufin: If I had a nickel for every time my son abandoned me, I'd have one nickel. I desperately needed that one nickel though, so it might have been my fault he abandoned me.
Gil-Galad: If I had a nickel for every time someone asked me who my parents were, I'd have enough money to actually find out who my parents were.
Annatar: If I had a nickel for every time someone made a ring in secret, I'd have 4 nickels, of which only one is my fault. I'm shocked that Celebrimbor made 3 rings, while I could only make 1.
Elrond: If I had a nickel for every time someone kidnapped me from my family, I'd have 1 nickel. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened. I thought they'd just kill me and be done with it.
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I love the idea of Gil-Galad just being A Guy while Elrond and Celebrimbor are insane, actually.
Consider;
Elrond, so pissed that the indoor plants are rattling: Fuck That Courtier 👁️⭐️🗡️
Gil-Galad, wondering if he can still eat his salad if it’s sprouted ominous flowers: Yeah, what a bitch.
And
Celebrimbor, setting a jar on Gil-Galad’s desk: I have discovered a new chemical 😁
The Chemical™️: *eats through the jar, eats through Gil-Galad’s desk, sizzling as it tries to eat through the stone flooring*
Gil-Galad, seeing an Opportunity: can you move the jar a little to the left? That’s where the complaints from Lord Oropher are stacked.
Love the idea of Gil being a regular dude while his alleged cousins are the resident eldritch horror and the mad scientist next door.
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