#ingwe finwe elwe and olwe: *becomes the leader of their respective people* this was not the plan

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

The -we’s are all the friends who you would call if you murdered someone and you need help hiding the body. They might bitch about it, but they know all the tricks in the book.

They’re all lowkey pissed that they can’t act unhinged now that they’re royalty.

Finwe: *holding court with all the noble noldor elves*

Also finwe: *crouched behind a dumpster* *cell phone in hand* hey, i need help. We have a code “dead body” and i need clean up and an alibi stat.

Ingwe, standing next to him covered in blood, absolutely no fucks to give: i also want a coffee.

Olwe, on the other side of the phone: Guys, again?

Elwe, laughing in the background: oh my god-

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

The reason Elwe, Finwe, and Ingwe went with Orome.

Elwe: new place to explore, new things to learn, this elf is curious and an explorer who is enabled by Lasgen and has no survival instict. Both smart and dumb at the same time.

Finwe: simp. Simp. Absolute simp. Greatest simp known to elven kind. Thought this was the only thing worthy of earning Miriel’s love (she was just really oblivious). Accidentally set the precedent of giving suitors of one’s child a quest to prove their worthiness.

Ingwe: SOMEONE HAD TO MAKE SURE THE OTHER TWO WOULDN’T DIE AND IT WASN’T GOING TO BE OROME. Elwe, poking a dangerous creature: what’s this? Ingwe: gET AWAY FROM THAT-

None of them set out to be leaders or the kings of their people. They find it really rather unfortunate that they ended up in that position anyway bc now they can’t pull the same shit they used to.