#Sons of Feanor

[carmisse]

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[eccentricmya]

Sons of Fëanor and their mortifying ordeals

Amrod: the mortifying ordeal of being the first Fëanorion dead

Amras: the mortifying ordeal of being the alive Ambarussa

Curufin: the mortifying ordeal of being mistaken for your dad by your own mother

Caranthir: the mortifying ordeal of being known as red-faced

Celegorm: the mortifying ordeal of being the least fair of all fairs

Maglor: the mortifying ordeal of being the last Fëanorion wandering

Maedhros: the mortifying ordeal of being the eldest

[adrianright]

A bit of drama this time around!

Celegorm is the only physical anomaly in his family. Everyone has black, dark brown, or red hair, but he was born with a shock of near white blond hair. This shocked everyone except for Feanor, Nerdanel, and Finwè. Celegorm looked so unlike his parents and siblings that some even suggested, for the first time in their history, that Nerdanel had Celegorm with another Ellon and had betrayed her marriage to Feanor.

The rumors flew around Valinor for a long time and Feanor, Maedhros, and Maglor would receive looks of pity or they would be whispered about. They stopped wandering the streets when a particular comment made Maglor cry and ask loudly why they were so mean to his mother.

Feanor finally broke at all the accusations. One, at the impossible idea of Nerdanel cheating and conceiving a child with another, two, the fact that nearly all the Elves of Valinor had forgotten that Feanor's late mother also had white blond hair. Feanor was livid that they spoke of Nerdanel in such a manner, but his anger was fueled by the fact that the Elves of Valinor seemed quite quick to even forget their late queen, his mother.

[curufiin]

Hear Me Out.

So we all know Jirt has a vendetta against me I headcanon Curufin as being a very meticulous gift giver. He likes to give meaningful gifts, something someone may not expect or even appreciate in the moment, but years down the line they fully realize just how much thought he’s put into said gift. While this makes Curvo a favorite for receiving gifts from, this also means he has several weeks a year dedicated to agonizing over what kind of gift he should give. He can’t do the same thing twice. It has to be unique, it has to be thoughtful, and the birthday person needs to LOVE IT OR ELSE.

Well, Maglor’s birthday happens to be coming up.

Curufin, of course, knows that everybody and their dog is going to give Maglor either instruments, or something related to music. And of course, why not? He’s not Macalaurë for no reason. But this gets heavily in the way of new gifts. He can’t just make a new harp and call it a day, and he’s also made replacement strings for Maglor’s instruments already. He’s no good at composing, jewelry seems too impersonal, and he’s just realized that he really doesn’t know what Maglor actually likes.

Thus, Curufin starts freaking out.

Like hell he’s going to tell his brother, “hey. I don’t actually know what you like that isn’t music. Please tell me what to get you.” That would be like public humiliation. Instead, he continues to freak out for the next two days, until he gets an idea— an extremely stupid idea, but it’s the only one he has, so he gets to work. It combines his love for metals with Maglor’s love for music, gingerly set in an intricately carved wooden box. The song is just as carefully chosen: not a song that Maglor has composed, but the one which inspired him to pick up composing in the first place.

And as he makes sure the wind up mechanism works propery, he admires his creation: music in a box. Curufin can’t say he’s entirely happy with it, or that he’s even sure Maglor would like it beyond a need to be polite, but he has a reputation to keep up.

Thankfully, the birthday passes as soon as it arrived, and Maglor seemed pleased (and possibly even entranced) by the music that he had stuffed in a box. Curufin benefits most from this, of course: he could just stamp down new songs, make bigger and grander boxes with longer combs for more notes, and bam, brand new birthday present.

TLDR: Curufin invented the music box because he was out of ideas for birthday gifts for Maglor.

[stitcherofchaos]

If if the fëa reflects the hröa at the moment of death...

When/if he faded, Maglor had pure white hair due to the eons of grief. Celegorm finds Maglor in the Halls, seeing his older brother with his same shining white hair and finally understands the burden of both their guilt and the gravity of their sins.

It felt as if a train struck his fëa.

[nighttimepatrons]

Wip of Maedhros with Elured and Elurid as Ignorance and Want

i honestly don't know when i'll work on this again, but i have had it sort of idea brewing in me for ages and it feels so good to get it out at last

[maironsmaid]

Y'all need to see this omfg this is so good holy shit I'm so normal about this

[anattmar]

“A king is he that can hold his own, or else his title is vain”, yes, Maedhros?

[runmienn]

Maglor

[aamuusva]

young Celegorm in the Woods of Oromë

[juiceagainandagainandagain]

all seven of them :)

[reizen-art]

Maedhros (study)

my (brand new) art. this time I didn't neglect to use references. I need to do this more often, I think.

[stormygopher]

So like….. if Fëanor created the Palantíri……… and there were originally 8 of them….did…did Fëanor just invent the Middle Earth equivalent of phones so he could keep in contact with his kids???

[naarisz]

Back to Himring

[myceliumelium]

There's the whole set!

[unavidas]

exploring the sons of Feanor designs

From top left to bottom right: Maedhros, Maglor, Celegorm, Curufin, Caranthir, Amrod, & Amras.