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ilaneya · 8 days
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caranthir the dark
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hamletphase · 8 days
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might work on this again someday but for now let's call it done 🫶
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lidoshka · 5 days
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Dinner time
AU in which Caranthir and Haleth have a kid.
It's fine, its fine. As long as the child is kept out of any offical record the Doom of Mandos cannot touch him, right?
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mauvearts · 8 months
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Caranthir
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verecunda · 8 months
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AU we deserve: Caranthir saving Aegnor/Andreth by giving Aegnor the angriest pep-talk in history, going off at length about how the women of the Edain are valiant and honourable and deserve fucking better, fucking sons of Finarfin, most useless fuckers on this side of the Sea or the other, I don't give a damn what Finrod thinks, you are going back to that woman and you are going to do the right thing by her. It ends with him dragging Aegnor by the ear back to Ladros and dumping him at Andreth's feet like "This idiot has something he wants to say to you." >:[
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youareunbearable · 5 months
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Tonight is a great night to think fondly on Haleth and Caranthir. I think they would make such a funny couple.
Imagine??? The Big Tall Broody Scowling Kinslayer Who Is Also The One Reason The Economy Is Functioning At All Between The Different Races/Elvish Factions Who Probably Is Dying To Tell King Thingol/His Cousins To Fuck Off At Any Given Moment and hes looming over this short human lady??
This short human lady that Can, Will, and Already Has told him to pull the stick out of his ass and bullies him into doing normal townsfolk chores??? Lord Carathir, Master Economist and a Weaver with the skill to rival his grandmother, sitting there and darning socks cause his tiny mortal wife told him too. His reward will be a kiss on the cheek but she'll scold him while he does it because he said a mean thing about his Cousin Finrod in his last letter to her while he KNEW Finrod was visiting her.
Only three things in the world keep Caranthir in check: His Eldest Brother, The Lord Himring, The Current Head of the Feanorian Faction of Noldor, and Former High King; the idea that if he didn't complete his brothers' tax paperwork and run the Trade Routes then the Nolofinweans and Arafinweans would become more economincally important And We Cant Have That; and his 4'11 wife he met bloodied and wrathful on a battlefield screaming at an orc over the corpse of her brother-- it was love at first sight
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nailsinmywall · 2 years
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house of fëanor over the years
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wanderer-clarisse · 20 days
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Caranthir for day 4 of @feanorianweek (unfortunately I'm a day late for this one 😅)
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annoyinglandmagazine · 14 hours
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isilwhore · 1 month
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I love them because there’s just so many of them and they’re all screwed up
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maeofthenoldor · 4 months
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Celegorm was like that one kid who would pick up spiders and chase others around with it.
Caranthir: *Screaming*
Maedhros: Why are you running?
Caranthir: *points at Celegorm*
Celegorm: *Opens his plan to reveal a spider*
Maedhros: …….
Maedhros: *runs*
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kanalaure · 11 months
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hmm
if nerdanel's epessë were carnë, on account of her hair (or complexion), moryo's name starts making more sense
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lidoshka · 21 days
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@feanorianweek #4 Caranthir - dyeing
With cooperation come new handcrafting tecniques, and Caranthir doesn't know which one is his favourite: learning or teaching.
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@feanorianweek #4 Caranthir - tinturas
Junto con la cooperación vienen nuevas técnicas manuales, y Caranthir no sabe cual de las dos pociones aprecia mas: si aprender o enseñar.
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sauroff · 1 year
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✨ Feanorian's Wives ✨
I hate calling them that, but sadly I don't have the knowledge or patience to give them a name.
From left to right (or at least I hope so, because formating always gets messed up when posting from phone) :
- Tyelpë's Mother: Teleri, carpenter (more specifically, woodcarver). Killed during the first kinslaying, protecting her people. Re embodied, and waiting for her son to come back.
Not as soft as she looks. If Curufin was ever allowed to be re embodied, she would send him back to Mandos with her own hands.
- Maglor's wife: Vanya, poetess. Stayed in Valinor (even in a better context, she wouldn't have left) and remade her life. She isn't waiting for Maglor, but if he was ever allowed to come back, she would welcome him into her life again, as long as he could adapt to it. Despite being a vanya, she isn't very fond of the Valar and their rules, and her lifestyle might not fit with what other vanyar consider proper.
- Caranthir's wife: Noldo, glass artist. Went to ME with Caranthir. She learned khuzdul pretty fast, and acted as a diplomat with the dwarves (but what she actually liked was learning from them and their craftsmanship). She really liked Thargelion, and thought of it as her home.
Died during the Dagor Bragollach. Still in Mandos.
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thelien-art · 1 year
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Day 4: Caranthir of @feanorianweek
Lordship
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Yellow roses = Greed | Alliance
Caranthir has the oath of Feanor tattooed on his arm. I don´t know why he just has. Probably happened a drunk night while he was more filled of spite than usual. He leans more toward the Edain and dwarfish clothes and culture early on, in some situations, and his lack of social filter makes him more likable and trustworthy, to said people, making alliance and trade deals easier between them and himself than most Elvers would find it, not to mention him being good at math and handling, and adding, his wealth. I do think he had at least one wine yard, if that was in his own land or someone else's where he just rented doesn't matter as his wine was sought out and highly priced for its popularity and quality.
Maedhros | Maglor | Celegorm | Curufin | Ambarussa | Nerdanel and Feanor
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youareunbearable · 15 days
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I've been thinking about Dionysus a lot, mainly as a god of madness and what that looks like, and ofc I've been taking my two favourite things and smashing them together so I come to you all with this: to mortals, the Sons of Feanor are remembered for their madness.
Feanor, of course, is remembered the most for his brilliance. And because of this, brilliance comes hand in hand with madness. A mad scientist of you will. Many mortals warn each other of not falling too far into the act of creation, to not get too lost into their work or else they might not find themselves whole and sane again.
Ambarussa are seen in duality, like expected. They embody both the panic and fear and crazed determination of: the coward that would do anything for life; the deserter who claws and screams at their chains begging for freedom at any cost ; the dying and their moans and pleads and horrible knowing laughter; but also of the slow, mindless, aching guilt of the survivor. For there is a madness there, a quiet consuming one, that comes with the knowledge of following orders of madmen, and doing nothing to free yourself. Of shaking the bars of your mind as you complete the same tasks over and over and over hoping for a new outcome when you know from the start what it will be. In both cases Ambarussa burns and they laugh
Caranthir is another one that mortals call upon often, for its the madness of rage, of speaking and acting without thinking. The kind of daily insanity of intrusive thoughts and his name would be a warning to not let them win. For its so easy to slip, to give into the mindlessness of instinct, of acting without thought or reason, to scream and rage and feel it flood over your body, ignite your cheeks. But it's always over before it starts, leaving you dizzy at the thought, the implications, the aborted actions.
Curufin is madness of loyalty. Blind loyalty, consuming filial loyalty, the desire for praise and recognition, to be the best. It strangles your heart and mind, his mindless loyalty, this overwhelming driving force. Cities and empires have fallen to this madness, for what is ambition if not its own brand of insanity. To believe you are larger than life, to be greater than your fellow man, to take whatever you want at the cost of everyone else- if that isn't madness then what is?
Celegorm would be that answer, for many mortals say he is the most blatant of the Sons, for he is the madness of the Kill, the lost of self in the Bloodlust, the driving force of the Hunt. With the third son, he is the true concept of Maenads- the frenzied rites. The losing of inhibitions, the fervent prayers to a God that is no longer listening, the thrill of tearing into your kill, feeling their life drip from your teeth as you laugh and laugh at an all seeing and uncaring sky. He would be the unruly madness, the one that follows you at the bottom of a bottle, laughing in your ear and filling your senses until you do something you regret, maybe even something you don't even remember at the end of the night
Maglor would be the most well known of the Sons, one mortals are aware of, and many aren't even afraid of. Many even sink into his embrace, as easy and willing as a hug from a longtime friend. Madness in grief is always easy to be enveloped by, for grief is something that is too easy to lose yourself in, and its something that lingers for years, decades, always ready to sink its claws into you when you least expect it. To ward him off from overstaying his welcome, mortals gift seashells to lessen the time his hysteria cloaks you, if not to ward it off completely. Its because of him, mortals say, that your tears taste of saltwater, its his unending grief at the seaside at work
And finally, the oldest of the Sons. Some mortals claim that Maitimo isn't a madness of his own, but Feanors perfect creation that was shattered into 7 fragments, never to be whole again and doomed to be imperfect forever, picking up after his broken pieces. Oh no, others cry out, Russandol is the insanity of doom relationships, of star-crossed lovers and falling into the insanity that is born of knowing you will never be happy and at peace together. Other mortals scoff at this, for they know that Nelyafinwe is the downward spiral one goes on when they have overwhelming and doomed expectations crushing their shoulders, the slip into consuming madness that no matter what you will never be able to meet them. Still others shake their head. You're almost right, they call, Maedhros is all of that and more. For the eldest of the Sons is the most madness inducing thing of all, the knowledge of failure.
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