#dad feanor

[psstwantsomecheese]

*voice of son who had no idea where feanor was going with the oath* uh hey dad what was that last bit about the everlasting darkness

[sakasakiii]

when i first designed erestor 3 years back i wasnt totally aware of his potential half-elf status, and since then ive come across some more fanon interpretations of him being haleth and caranthir's kid which i really liked!!!! so ive decided to rework him a little by combining my original lore for him into this concept 👉👈 i ended up getting carried away on whole different tangent with his backstory which ive summarised down below HAHA

tldr to expand on some key points under the cut:

born in F.A. 371 to haleth and caranthir; his parents' romance is short but passionate, and while many of the haladin are initially unsure about the nature of this union, they dont oppose it. for 4 years they live an unconventional but happy life together

haleth leaves thargelion in F.A. 375 and raises erestor with her people once they resettle. he's too young to remember much about caranthir. throughout his childhood she never tells him who his father is, but he also never really feels the need to ask.

he's captured in F.A. 460 (40 years after his mother's death) and escapes in F.A. 510. two years later, he finally finds refuge in Amon Ereb-- six years after the deaths of caranthir, celegorm and curufin in the 2nd kinslaying.

is tasked by maedhros to assist maglor with elrond and elros' education after they're taken in following the 3rd kinslaying in F.A. 538. he becomes a weird mix of a nanny/older brother/teacher figure to them, and a strange but sweet bond forms between them.

entrusted to protect elrond and elros following the break out of the war of wrath. he leads them to the Host of the Valar, where the twins are given the choice of the half-elven; to his surprise, he's afforded this choice as well, and decides to remain elven out of compassion for elrond after elros chooses mortality.

remains by elrond's side to watch over him for most of the 2nd age. during this time he resides in lindon as a healer, translator and archivist; later joins elrond in imladris, and partakes in the war of the last alliance as a combat medic.

in the 3rd age, is beset with sea-longing after what he regards to be a long and tiresome existence; he's also filled with guilt for being unable to help elrond heal celebrian’s psychological wounds, and contemplates following her back to Valinor. ultimately decides to stay back a bit longer, however, and lingers until after sauron’s defeat when the rest of the elves finally depart for the West. 

that's just a very condensed version but one day i hope to explore in some 4th age stuff where he finds out who his dad is...?! or will he?!?! who knows lol

[nimsthefool]

Two Feanorian Lords in Himring.

(They’re talking about how cold it is)

[chechula]

More, more dramatic Silmarillion art ♥ (+ my coworker lent me some fancy watercolors :3 )

[inthehouseoffinwe]

I need more dad Curvo content in my life. Like come on. He raised Celebrimbor. I fully believe Tyelpë is how he is in part because of his father.

Curufin saw the problems within himself and Fëanor - the immense pride and paranoia - and made sure his son grew up strong, yes, but also kind. Nurtured that gentle side because even if it was too late for him, it wasn’t too late for Tyelpë.

(That’s what pushed him to follow Fëanor, to rush out of Valinor and find a way to defeat Morgoth: Curufin needed to make a world where his son would be safe, and that inspired a passion and ruthlessness his brothers could never understand. They didn’t know what it was to see your child’s fear and be unable to do anything to reassure them. When the Trees went out Tyelpë screamed, clinging to his father and mother with a sound that would haunt Curufin until his death.)

Little Tyelpë whose heart was so good and open and trusting, it broke him to see some of that light dim in Beleriand. He tried to create areas for Celebrimbor’s inherent optimism and gentleness to flourish and grow, but in a world steadily growing more dangerous, it became increasingly difficult. Then the Bragollach happened.

Finrod wasn’t his favourite cousin, but he saw the opportunity for Tyelpë to recover and thrive. To live without his father and uncles’ bitterness hanging over his head, and he took it.

With it Curufin made sure his son wouldn’t fall to the vices that haunted his family, guiding him to assimilate into Finrod’s city and take his half-cousin as a role model no matter how he hated it. Celebrimbor wasn’t the revenge driven elf his uncles and grandfather were, and if Curvo had done this right, he never would be.

So whether he purposefully pushed Celebrimbor away from the family or not, I’m sure a part of him was so relieved and proud when he stood up, back straight, head held high, and said ‘no.’

Curufin could never draw the line when it came to his father. But he made sure Celebrimbor could.

And as far as he was concerned, he’d succeeded in far better than regaining a silmaril by the time he was killed.

[thesummerestsolstice]

My Headcanon Crafts for the House of Feanor:

Nerdanel: a sculptor; about the best in all of Valinor. Many of her early sculptures were praised, but also seen as a bit strange because they looked so real, but no one could identify any model they'd been based off of. Later, it would be recognized that she'd sculpted several of her own children, long before they were born.

Maedhros: an actor. Back in Valinor, he often played romantic leads in comedies and tragedies alike. He was very dramatic back in the years of trees, but got more subdued in Middle-Earth for... obvious reasons. A few of the posters for plays he was in made their way to Middle-Earth and got passed around Himring like contraband.

Maglor: a bard. While he often composed his own songs, he was also one of those charged with memorizing the old oral history of the Quendi– the elven equivalent of like, being able to memorize and recite the Iliad. Much of this early Elvish history was almost lost by the end of the First Age, and Maglor attempted to preserve it by writing it down. Eventually, those books ended up saved in Rivendell's library.

Celegorm: a hunter in Orome's train. Was famous for his ability to hit quickly moving targets through the thick forests of Valinor, even when mounted. He also enjoyed making various things out of the pelts, teeth, claws, and antlers of his kills. He's made very nice fur coats for several of his siblings and cousins.

Caranthir: a fiber artist; mostly focusing on weaving and embroidery. He's not sure whether to feel flattered or vaguely worried by all the Miriel comparisons. He insisted on making most of his family's formal clothing because all of Feanor's kids can get at least a little craft-related hubris. As a treat.

Curufin: a smith. His father was most famous for his jewelry, but Curufin would come to be known mostly for his weapons. They were so reliable that many of them lasted until the Third Age. There are rumors he poured some of his soul into the weapons he made for his brothers. But those are only rumors.

Amras & Amrod: painters. They specialized in incredibly detailed landscape paintings. I say "they" because all their works were done together; Amrod would make the sketch and darker linework and Amras would add the colors and shading. Their work was often very nostalgic and peaceful, with bright watercolors and gentle shadows.

Bonus! Feanor saved a lot of his kids' work from when they were really young and just starting their crafts. It's all what you'd expect from a small child's art, but Feanor still acts like they're masterpieces. His kids all think it's super embarrassing but he's really proud of them.

Headcanons for Finwe and his Children, the House of Fingolfin, the House of Finarfin, and the rest of the House of Finwe. Thanks for asking about Finwe's grandkids @hyperlexia-1 :)

[fleurbleedinghearts]

I can never win as both an Elwing and Feanor lover because everyone I've seen who loves Elwing automatically hates Feanor and refuses to give him any sympathy over the unfair situation he had to deal with and justifies the Valar because apparently Feanor should've just gotten over his dead mom in a world where no one else died and is apparently in the wrong for not accepting a stepfamily forced onto him

while a lot of Feanor fans hate Elwing and think she's a horrible mom for being suicidal when faced with the ones who caused her trauma :( (to prop up their blorbos M&M)

[malkaleh]

Gold Cages: Celebrimbor post escape, convinced he’s going to be punished for @themalhambird

Content Note: self blame, aftermath of rape/abuse/torture, suicidal thoughts and self harm.

He doesn’t deserve to have it but Celebrimbor wishes that the High King would simply get it all over with and he could be done with it. Banishment or perhaps they will simply kill him outright and Celebrimbor thinks it would be fitting - perhaps he will fall from the walls of Lindon like the traitor of Gondolin. Perhaps they will leave him to wander the ruins of his city. Both would be more than he deserves.

Celebrimbor finds he is making more marks upon his arms. Perhaps he can mark himself, can warn others what he is and then they will not approach him, will not be ruined by him. It is his fault, all of it. No wonder Mirdania will not visit him (he is sure that she will that she will tell him exactly what he deserves to hear) and he does not blame her. He is the reason so many have suffered for his pride and ambition.

He should be sent to the void. His fea should be dissolved into nothing.

The High King finds him, standing by the waterfall.

[jolidei]

Of Maitamo & Curvo.

Maedhros : you can't have a boy in your bed.

Curufin : why not? You do!

Maedhros : I'm grown-up.

Curufin : I'm pregnant!

Maedhros : No, you're not.

Curufin : ...

Maedhros : No, you're not ...

[nightmares-2]

Kidnap fam (Digital version)

[somepinkthing]

I headcanon maglor short because it's funny to make the oldest sibling short but obv the shortest brother can't be maedhros the tall. Also imagine him kinda plain looking by noldorian standards, like his mom (he later finds out that he is very pretty by sindarian standards tho)

Idk I like the idea of feanor's shrimpiest, least eye-catching son releasing a song of power that accidentally shatters all the palace windows the first time he sings in front of an audience. He almost brings the roof down right after with his crying but feanor and maedhros were luckily nearby (they expected this outcome)

[writerthatcannotwrite]

Quick question.

You know the Dad Shirts™️, right? Or even better, the Apocalypse Dad Shirts™️? Or, if you look really closely, the shirt that Sam wore when he was first seen gardening in the Fellowship of the Ring, when Bilbo was narrating the wonders of the Shire? Yeah, the Dad Shirt™️.

These bad boys.

ANYWAY

Do you think that, given the opportunity, Fëanor would wear the Dad Shirt™️?

[thelien-art]

Nerdanel, the wise

[peasant-player]

Short King ❤️ Tall King

No matter how hard I tried Thingols face did not wanted to stay in focus so he is a pretty blurry King.

Be kind I drew this in like idk half a hour. I had a sketch laying around so it was a very quick drawing of the best pairing that should have happened

This is a second part to the super post found here

[realest-silmfacts]

The true reason Feanor hated Indis was because he suspected Nerdanel had feelings for her and was jealous. Nerdanel always denied that accusation but moved into the royal palace suspiciously soon after the Flight of the Noldor.

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Dean and Maedhros in their own versions of hell.

Dean and Maedhros as older brothers who refuse to leave their little brothers alone in the world.

Dean and Maedhros who reforge themselves in the armour of their pain.

Dean and Maedhros making choice after choice, kill after kill advertantly and inadvertently, wanting to regret but being unable to because at least their little siblings are alive.

Dean and Maedhros tired but fighting on

Dean and Maedhros as the best of the best. Unreachable. Untouchable.

Dean and Maedhros making allies left right and centre in a final push

Dean and Maedhros who know they’re doomed by try anyway.

Sam and Maglor taking up the mantle their big brothers left. Ill fitting. Lonely.

Sam and Maglor doomed from birth wishing they weren’t so.

Sam and Maglor making choice after choice because everyone might be willing to let their big brother suffer, but they never will.

Sam and Maglor who’ve had that choice taken away one too many times and never forgiving themselves

Sam and Maglor following their brother’s footsteps even when it tears at their throat because they can’t fail them again.

Sam and Maglor knowing their brothers are in hell.

Sam and Maglor having to watch themselves fail and someone else succeed. Never thinking of being anything but thankful for it. Amazed their brother forgave them.

Sam and Maglor at the end of everything alone. Their big brother dead. Nothing but grief in his wake.

Sam and Maglor living on because they made a promise, they have a purpose to fulfil, and they won’t let their brother’s pain be for nothing.

Dean, Maedhros, Sam, and Maglor fighting tooth and nail against their fates until they’re dragged kicking and screaming. These brothers who didn’t know what they were getting into, but it’s too late now.

But they’ll pull every scrap of good they can out of it.

What choice do they have?

John and Fëanor weeping over the fates they brought on their children.

John and Fëanor consumed with madness and vengeance, pulling their sons into their vendetta, no matter the cost.

John and Fëanor dooming their sons to a fate worse than death.

John and Fëanor knowing what they’ve done is unforgivable.

John and Fëanor whose sons sometimes can’t figure out if they love or hate them.

Dean and Maedhros so so tired at the end of it all. A final death is their only release.

Sam and Maglor as the ones who watch them and have to survive.

…At least we know Sam gets to see his big brother again.