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and none will save them

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kidnap fam (scary tall maedhros!!)

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Maedhros and Maglor in Valinor 🍃

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let me take care of you this time.

Midday sunlight shone, harsh and white, upon the winter afternoon. It was too cold for snow; ice instead had flecked upon the ground, dry and crystalline. No fine powder had cushioned the tall man when he fell to hard stone and ice, and by instinct, he had braced himself with his right wrist, where it ended. The werewolf was gone, its blood smattered the grey jagged rocks and gravel.

The laceration upon Maedhros' maimed wrist remained. It was packed with gravel and sand and filth, and this, too, was not new to him. He had been through many battles, and always pulled through, whether on his own, or with his brothers.

Maglor was away. Always away, thought Maedhros, rolling his eyes. Maglor trusted himself to return if he departed, but did not trust Maedhros, and thus, the boys were often left with Maedhros in an attempt, seemingly, to pin his older brother down. His brother acted as if the ages at one another's side were insufficient proof that Maedhros could not be rid of him.

Maedhros uncorked the waterskin he kept with his teeth. It was warm, from staying close to his body. He began to pour it over his wrist with a hiss of his teeth and not a word to the boys, and braced a bandage between his teeth to wrap one-handed--

Yet then Elrond spoke.

"Let me take care of you this time."

With a grunt, Maedhros yielded, handing the child his wrist. "Here." He took the strip of linen bandage from between his teeth and handed it to Elrond.

It was ridiculous, he thought, chiding himself, to let pride come between himself and doing things properly. Elrond would at least be able to properly wrap it, not the half-torn clumsiness of teeth and a left hand. Besides, it was a skill he supposed that Elrond would need when Maedhros and Maglor were no longer here to protect him.

"The antiseptic is in the front pockets." He gestured brusquely to the canvas pack on the rock.

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it’s particularly interesting to me that maedhros is noted as more impassioned to say the oath than even fëanor - especially given his (later?) reticence at the burning of the boats at losgar. however, this was early into tolkien’s writings

text from flight of the noldoli

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baby girl i can get melancholic and sentimental over things you can't even imagine

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Storm on the Black Sea   -  Ivan  K. Aivazovsky  c.1899

Russian  1817-1900

Oil on canvas,  39 ¾ x 60 5/8 in. (101.1 x 154 cm.)

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Maedhros privately wondered, often, if the boys understood when they were being protected. It was an instinct that came easily to him; how oft had he come between a brother and some reckless consequence of his actions? How many times had he made noise, loud and joyful, to keep the Ambarussa from hearing the sound of their parents yelling? Had they known then, too, that behind the games and smiles, was something Maedhros hid?

Elrond was smart. Surely he knew. Maedhros did not discount the keenness in the boy's eyes, and remained surprised that he did not run. He was smart enough not to do that, either, Maedhros supposed. If they did-- well, he chose not to consider that.

A spyglass and a star map.

"I am going on a ship, and I am bringing a spyglass, a star map, and..." Maedhros thought for a few moments. Last time he had been on a ship, he'd brought swords.

That would not do for a game with a child.

"And a waterskin. Which reminds me, you need to drink." Maedhros took his own from his hip, and passed it to the boy.

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Sights like these were common all over Beleriand. At first Elrond had been shocked. The sight of bodies, Elves or Men, had frightened him and caused him nightmares. He tossed and turned in Elros' arms, shaking with the horror that took root inside him. Eventually he felt the fear lessen and it made way for disgust. Disgust for the gore, but also for those who murdered the victims.

Often the perpetrators were loyal to Morgoth and the land was too wartorn for anyone to stop their bloody crusades. Elrond knew that if he were to encounter any of them alone, neither he nor Elros would be able to defend themselves. He relied on Maedhros and Maglor to keep them safe, feeling a strange affection for them, despite what they had done to his people. He did not even dare think about the guilt that in turn induced.

It all felt like too much emotion for his little heart and he attempted to regulate it by indulging in the scholarly curiousity that had blossomed inside him. It allowed him to take a healthy distance and view the matters scientifically. He had been just about to analyse more about the assault on the village when suddenly Maedhros' kneeling, large form obscured his view.

Elrond looked up at the elder's face and nodded. He recognized the action for what it was, namely kindness. It was quite astounding how gentle this man could be. It was the only reason Elrond trusted him at all. Elrond did not fear him yet he was not blind to the extremes he was capable of. "I am going on a ship and I am bringing a spyglass and a star map."

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fëanáro and nerdanel ✨💫

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Seraphic Crown : hand pierced brass.

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Last one, Maedhros :)

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༘⋆｡ where it hurts starters.

caretaker.

i'll  stay  until  you  fall  asleep.

you're  not  a  burden.  not  to  me.

you  don't  have  to  act  tough  with  me.

let  me  help.

if  you  need  to  cry,  i'll  look  the  other  way.

you  don't  have  to  talk.

let  me  handle  it,  just  for  a  minute.

rest,  i'll  watch  over  you.

i  don't  care  if  you  think  you're  fine.  i'm  staying.

deep  breaths.

just  lean  on  me.

you're  safe  now,  okay?  just  breathe.

i  know  it  hurts.  i'll  sit  here  as  long  as  it  takes.

i'm  not  leaving  until  i  know  you're  okay.

you  don't  need�� to  hide.

let  me  take  care  of  you  this  time.

shh.  i'm  right  here.

you  don't  have  to  put  on  a  smile  for  me.

i  don't  think  less  of  you.

i'll  be  here  when  you  wake  up.

you're  allowed  to  lean  on  me.  that's  what  i'm  here  for.

you  don't  have  to  be  okay.

scoot  over,  i'm  not  letting  you  sleep  alone.

your  hair's  a  mess.  let  me  brush  it.

don't  apologize.

cared  for.

i'm  tired,  that's  all.

please  don't  go.

i  don't  know  what  i  need.

you  didn't  need  to  come.

you  shouldn't  have  to  see  me  like  this.

i  hate  feeling  like  this.

i  was  trying  to  push  through.  i  think  i  made  it  worse.

this  is  so  embarrassing.

can  you  just...  stay  a  little  longer?

i  didn't  think  anyone  would  notice...

i'm  not  safe  in  my  own  head  right  now.

why  are  you  being  so  gentle  with  me?

i  don't  want  you  to  fix  me.

today's  just...  one  of  the  harder  days.

i  didn't  know  i  needed  to  hear  that.

can  you  stay?  after  i  fall  asleep?

sorry.  i  didn't  mean  to  flinch.

i  don't  always  know  what's  going  to  help.

this  is  the  nicest  anyone’s  been  to  me  all  week.

i'm  sorry.  i  know  i'm  a  lot.

i  don't  even  know  why  i'm  crying...

i  think  i'm  broken.

you  didn't  have  to  do  all  this  for  me.

i  don't  want  to  be  a  burden.

i  didn't  think  anyone  would  stay.

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The Hanged Man

Maedhros might genuinely be my favorite Silm character. Details under cut.