#moryo

[wisesnail]

Baby isn't always angry! <3

(Will my gum pain stop before I finish sketching all the sons of Fëanor? I honestly don't know…)

[runmienn]

Brothers quarrel

Maedhros and Caranthir

[threeunwisehunters]

@feanorianweek Day 4: Caranthir

here’s moryo doing his embroidery. he’s slightly embarrassed but nothing can stop him from doing his hobby. my poor misunderstood boi

[foedhrass]

Caranthir the Dark. Belated post for @feanorianweek

Photos by little_solnyshka (on IG)

[a-happy-artist]

[joetamy]

I might not have a proper design for him yet, but I figured I could still finish this. He’s quite serious about whatever it is he just said

[elficially-done-with-life]

Dating Caranthir after his return to Valinor hc

Pairing: Caranthir x elf!reader

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♡ When you meet for the first time, he doesn't tell you who he is, for understandable reasons

♡ Always holds back a bit because of this and is actually quite shy

♡ Seeks physical contact by leaning his shoulder against yours

♡ Doesn't tell anyone but his Ammë about you for fear the others might turn up and tell you who he really is

♡ When you're finally ready to date, Caranthir does tells you his name and to his surprise, you don't push him away

♡ You hug him and say that although you don't approve of everything he's done, he's shown you that he's different from the way people describe him in all the songs and stories

♡ Caranthir is still short tempered, but can never be angry with you. As soon as his eyes land on you, something inside him softens

♡ Becomes a little overprotective because he's afraid someone might harm you to hurt him or to take revenge on him

♡ Would take on anyone who is mean to you

♡ Sometimes you have to protect him though. Because if you're out together and someone starts yelling at him all the things he's done wrong, he's just embarrassed and afraid, that you might realise how rotten he really is. In such a case, you have to protect Caranthir

♡ Always turns bright red when you're around, which is really cute

♡ He often tells you how grateful he is to have you

♡ However, it takes him a while to open up to you completely and to reveal his deepest feelings. He even asked Nerdanel how he should best bring it up to you

♡ You spend hours walking or lying next to each other in the grass while he tells you everything that has happened in Middle-earth. The good and the bad. He's very nervous, but feels better after he's told you a lot of things

♡ Embroiders little flowers and other symbols you like on many of your clothes

♡ Likes to give you selfmade gifts, but is always really nervous about whether you will like them. You love them every time and never fail to tell him so

♡ When you're in public and he gets nervous, he grabs your hand. You hold it lightly so you won't overwhelm him even more but to still show him that you're there for him

♡ Over time, you realise how insecure Caranthir is about his appearance. Whenever you see each other, you kiss his beautiful red cheeks and tell him how gorgeous he is

♡ You will be the one who has to ask him if he wants to court you. He has finally acceptrd that you really love him, but would never ask you to tie yourself to his family as they have such a bad reputation

♡ But immediately says that he would be overjoyed to if you asked him, because he loves you very much and had secretly thought about what it would be like if you courted

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[aotearoa20]

Celegorm: Moryo, my brother, my pal

Caranthir: Uh huh

Celegorm: listen, so i have this thing going on

Caranthir: right, I sense where this is going

Celegorm: … kind of a coup but also not and I was wondering

Caranthir: its money isn’t it

Celegorm: it might be cash, yes

Caranthir: (high key ramping up his interest rates) alright, how much are we talking

[theelvenhaven]

Wedding Night Nerves

Caranthir x Reader

2.1k words

Request: I'm do happy requests are open! I love your blog so much! I wanted to Caranthir, it's not really nsfw but whatever you're comfortable with. It's their first time, basically wedding night and Caranthir - despite in love with them - is still afraid of rejection beside of his skin. Reader coos and kisses and caresses his skin, letting him they love him. If you could thank you!

A/N: Hey anon I was happy to do this! Anything for Carnistir I love him so much. Hope this is what you were looking for it kind of goes into NSFW territory. But not too heavily.

Warnings: NSFWish

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Everything had gone so smoothly. 

The feast in which was held in yours and Carnistir’s honor, to celebrate the nuptials in which you two shared. The exchanging of rings, the festivities that came with it. You and Carnistir sharing in dances, and smiles and laughs. The whole family celebrating- both yours and his. It was a full wedding day teeming with cousins, siblings, aunts and uncles from both sides of the family. 

Toasts had been made, even from the most unlikely of people such as Curufinwe and Tyelkormo who had nice things to add and welcoming you into the family. While Tyelkormo wasn’t one for speeches he managed to get it out coherently and without adding an inappropriate joke or two. 

The celebration had gone on for a long time, yet by the time it came for it to end, you were ready to spend the night alone with your husband. And Carnistir was clearly feeling the same way, as you two were the first to depart from the wedding festivities. Being sent off in a hail of rose petals as you two left the great hall of the Feanorian home. 

Now you were grateful when Carnistir shut the bedroom door and it was just the two of you alone finally. Both of you wearing a smile on your face and Carnistir’s face was rosier than it had been earlier. The realization settling in of what was to come next- the consummation of your marriage. One that would bind your fea together and you could be one with one another. 

“I am glad today went so smoothly, I was surprised your brothers gave us the opportunity to have a calm and collected day.” You laughed out softly as you moved to slip your shoes off in the corner of the room. You heard Carnistir snort at your words as he mirrored your actions, 

“Atar must’ve made a threat of some kind, though I could see how Tyelko was bursting at the seams at his speech to say something inappropriate about our wedding night.” Carnistir added with a little bit of snark, it wasn’t a secret to him when Tyelkormo was holding back. And to Carnistir he looked like he might implode on himself if he didn’t get the speech over with when he did. There would be lots of inappropriate commentary from him later. 

You only laughed at his words, knowing there was truth to it after being with Carnistir for so long you knew his brothers well enough as well. 

“Yes he did look a little… constipated during the speech.” You chuckled, as the two of you moved towards the bed, Carnistir being the first to sit down on it as you stood before him. He took the time to sit in silence for a moment and admire how beautiful you looked in your wedding attire. 

How he looked forward getting to know you intimately, peeling away those decorative robes and layers of lace and silk. Pulling the flower crown off your hair and laying you back… Carnistir had dreamed of being able to have this moment with you, so when you came to move closer he spread his legs to let you stand fully in front of him. 

“But enough about him… I want to focus more on you, meldanya.” You whispered to him, as you bent over pressing your forehead to his. Carnistir smiled softly to himself, before he angled his head up, letting his nose brush against yours and his lips coming to press against yours. 

It was like all the other times he kissed you, it was sweet and slow… Though this time Carnistir started to put more passion behind his kisses. Passion that was pent up since the start of your courtship because he wanted to do things right with you, because you deserved it. He brought a hand to your waist and pulled you in closer and steadily he laid back, pulling you on top of him. 

His tongue light licking your bottom lip and you hummed in response at the feel of it, feeling a fluttering in your stomach before you granted him entrance into your mouth. Carnistir had never tasted sweeter until now, and you moaned softly as his tongue met yours curling around it as you two kissed. 

You felt a pulse of pleasure run through you as you felt Carnistir use his strength to shift you both more comfortably on the bed. You couldn’t wait to see how all that muscle and strength could be put to such good use. His lips never leaving yours, and his trousers becoming a bit tighter at the sound of your beautiful moan. 

Carnistir wanted to hear more, desperately. He wondered about all the things he could do to you all night long that would make you moan like that, or make any other pretty sounds. At that he rolled you both over, his lips parting from yours to see your face flushed and your lips a little swollen. 

“You look beautiful…” He murmured out before dipping his head down to come and kiss your jaw, his lips trailing down towards your neck. Leaving open mouthed kisses, lightly licking against your pulse, making you shudder as you tilted your head back to grant him more access. Your hands came to his shoulders, caressing towards his chest and coming to the buttons of his white tunic. 

Desiring to feel his skin underneath your fingertips for a change, not wishing for clothes to inhibit more than what they were. 

Carnistir was distracted as he kissed your neck, listening to your little gasps as he nipped at your throat. Your fingers fumbling some but undoing the first button, and then the next before Carnistir’s lips came back to meet yours, resting on his forearm. You spread your legs wider to accommodate, and felt his erection pressing against you. 

Your hands continued at their task, trying not to get too distracted unbuttoning his tunic, when suddenly you felt Carnistir freeze in his kiss. His body tensing and a hand reflexively shot out to grab one of yours, making you in turn freeze too as you felt a shift. 

He had no idea what came over him suddenly, until the idea of you seeing him shirtless came to mind… Let alone bare. Carnistir wanted to be one with you, but suddenly his nerves were sky high and he feared that once you saw him shirtless…. Saw the extent of his freckles and his redness… That you’d reject him. 

That you would be disgusted by him and that you would want to go back on everything that happened here today. 

“Carnistir?” You whispered out to him softly and he didn’t answer you, only climbing off of you rather quickly and turning his back to you. You began to panic, wondering if you had done something wrong. Did he think this was a mistake?

Oh Eru… You thought wondering if he wanted to go back on everything that had happened today and annul the marriage entirely. You felt tears spring to your eyes but you tried to quell them, because you didn’t know what was wrong. You were only making assumptions and you didn’t things to be irreparable until you had an answer from him. 

“Carnistir what’s wrong?” You pressed again, and you heard him take a shaky sigh, watching him run a hand through his hair, before you noticed he was clutching his chest. Holding his tunic closed, he just knew you would reject him if you saw it… he didn’t know how on earth the marriage night could proceed now. 

“I-I’m sorry.” Carnistir managed out, and he sounded almost bitter, but you knew well enough by now that it wasn’t aimed at you… Was he angry with himself? You wondered and it settled your nerves a little bit. You knew how he could be when he was waging war with himself,

“I can’t… I can’t…” He said softly, almost pained and this time you sat up, getting off the bed and approaching. There was more happening here than him rejecting you and you knew that now, hearing the self directed bitterness, the pain in his voice. This was about him, it wasn’t about you and now you felt better knowing he wasn’t rejecting you. 

“Meldanya, what is the matter?” You asked as you moved to approach him, and slowly he turned to look at you, and you could see where his hands held his half open tunic shut. His silver eyes half meeting yours before they met the ground, his face was cherry red going all the way up to the tip of his ears. 

Carnistir was quiet for a long moment, closing his eyes like he was pained to have to admit what was wrong with him and why he was…. Hesitant. Which was a mild way of putting his reaction. 

“It is nothing you’ve done…” Carnistir whispered out to you, looking at you with knitted brows and a frown pulling at his lips before he looked away again. Hesitantly you approached him, letting your hand come out to touch his shoulder. You felt him tense underneath your touch again but you didn’t feel him pull away. 

“Then what is it, meldanya. You can tell me, I am sure whatever it is we can work through it.” You assured him with a warm smile, hoping to help put him at ease and help him open up. You wanted your wedding night to be an enjoyable one for you both, but it was clear his nerves were getting the better of him. 

He was quiet for a long moment, watching you as you came to stand in front of him. Your hands coming to his shoulders where you rubbed affectionately, hoping to soothe his nerves and help him relax under your touch. It seemed like it was working as his shoulders sagged some as he took a breath. Finally mustering up the courage to speak to you about what was on his mind. 

“What if… you don’t like what you see?” Carnistir revealed to you and suddenly it all clicked. He nervous about you seeing his skin, that was why he had reacted the way that he had. You gave him a gentle smile, 

“Of course I will like what I see, melda.” You answered him softly as you gently reached for the hand clutching his tunic tightly. Slowly as you moved to take his hand away, Carnistir complied, letting you pull his hand away and his half undone tunic began to fall open. 

“If I didn’t love you, all of you, I would not have agreed to marry you, Carnistir.” You said to him in a soft voice, letting your eyes trail to his muscular chest and you could see red splotchy patches on his skin. But it didn’t detract from his beauty in the least bit, if anything you were eager to see more of his beautiful skin. 

“May I?” You asked softly when your hand came down to the buttons of his tunic and there was a moment of silence between the two of you. Slowly he nodded his head, taking a deep breath especially as your fingers brushed against his skin as you began to undo the rest of the buttons. 

You were quiet as the tunic began to fall open the rest of the way, exposing his more muscular physique, and you brought your hands to gently touch his abdomen. Feeling it flex at your cooler touch before you brought the other hand over, sliding it up his stomach, and towards his chest and too his shoulders.

“You can tell me to stop.” You assured him as you paused just at his shoulders, and when he said nothing, gently you pushed the tunic down his arms. There was a long moment of silence as you began to drink in the sight of his bare chest, splotched with red and freckles. And you couldn’t see how any of him wasn’t just absolutely perfect. You began to smile before you leaned forward to press a kiss to his clavicle and press yourself against him. 

“You are beautiful melda.” You whispered softly against his skin, and Carnistir flushed at your words. Shivering at your caressing hands, but tongue tied on being able to say anything on the matter, overwhelmed that you found him to be beautiful despite his difference in skin. 

You tilted your head up from your spot on his chest, your nose brushing against his and a smile playing on your lips, especially as you heard the shaky exhale of your husband. 

“It’s only fair you see more of me too… Come, help me out of my clothes.” You whispered to him, your lips centimeters from his, barely brushing against soft ones. 

It was all the motivation that Carnistir needed before he pressed his lips right into yours again, with unbridled passion, making you hum. You certainly couldn’t wait for what was to come. 

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[silmawensgarden]

Caranthir the Dark outfit update~

To me Caranthir is an elf that adores heavy and luxurious fabrics. Deep colors and embroidery are a must.

[wisesnail]

Skills and personal style evolve - sometimes I'm still charmed by my old works, but other times I can definitely notice improvements. I actually have both reactions while watching this (terrible) video about the #Feanorions from 10 or so years ago, and the ones I painted in the past few weeks.

I don't know how to explain, but the new versions feel more... "real" to me (especially #Ambarussa , for some reason)

Anyway, this is a reminder to myself that I can get better - and I thought it would be fun to show the "before" and "now " <;

[violecov]

Caranthir!!

A veeeeeery old sketch of him to keep my blog in coma, but alive XDD.

Anyway, i have always pictured him as kind of a wizard. He has vibres.

[runawaymun]

happy trans visibility day from Haleth and Caranthir! 

[foedhrass]

My two Feanorian cosplays: Amras and Caranthir.

[trecciolinoooooo]

CaTranthir my beloved

[koyunsoncizeri]

"What? He needs to look proper!" -C

(or Caranthir and his lil kid whom Cara dresses up like a mini - lord.)