Right now mostly Epic + Tolkien with a side of classic literatur

Hide-and-seek.

My hc is that Maedhros is kinda traumatized by never finding Elured and Elurin in the forest.

Also that’s a random laiquendi oc I needed for comic lol. No name.

aragorn is in hell <3

“Shadow of Mordor“ joke.

I'm obsessed with the idea that singing for battle over the centuries has sharpened Maglor's voice into something that can only ever draw blood.

A young prince or a warlord?

I’ve been thinking a lot about Celegorm lately. Not Celegorm the handsome, sometimes charming, often crude rogue who teases his brothers and alarms the genteel, but Celegorm in Beleriand, Celegorm the terrifying.

Celegorm the Fair, dripping in blood. Celegorm all the more frightening because he can seem so jovial, and laugh so brightly. He who you do not believe could be subtle, as he stalks through the halls with a pack of jubilant dogs at his side, he who drinks hard and laughs loud and does not temper his voice - but who walks with absolutely silent tread, who comes up on you unawares, whom you do not sense until his breath is on the back of your neck.

They all have stories of Celegorm the Hunter, Celegorm the Wild, Celegorm the Mad. 

Once, on a hunt, his bow broke, and his knife was lost, and so he tore the hart’s throat out with his bare hands.

That’s nothing; I saw him do it with his teeth.

Ai, wait until you’ve seen him do the same in battle…

Celegorm who needs nought but hands and teeth and fear to hunt, whether his prey is a rabbit, or a deer, or an orc, or a man.

Or an elf.

They whisper of the rites he performs in the woods, when he returns with dried blood crusted under his nails and his eyes bright and burning. He still burns the offerings of the old world, and whispers fey prayers in an ancient tongue, and they shiver, and say he is invoking his old friend, the Huntsman.

But he is of the Seven Dispossessed, the Irreverent, they who recognize no gods, no over-lords, no Valar…

It is not homage. It is respect. 

It is habit.

It is not worship.

(It is worship, a little.)

Do you think the Huntsman still hears him?

Well, has he ever missed a kill?

He hasn’t.

Celegorm the Fey, who whispers dark things in the ears of picketed horses and laughs to see them pull up their lines and flee.

He likes his fun, says his brother, the crafty one, the shade of the Spirit of Fire, his eyes like flint and his tone dismissive. Pay it no heed. (It is not a suggestion, but a command.)

Celegorm the Damned, who fears nothing in the dark forest, for there is nothing more terrifying than he. Celegorm the Blood-Soaked, Celegorm the Merciless, Celegorm who paints himself with blood for battle, who tattoos thorns beneath his skin, who dresses his pale hair with pretty beads, made of bone; brilliant gems, grinning death-heads.

Celegorm the Fair, aye, fair indeed. Fairest of the monsters. 

"i have something i'd like you to tell the balrogs," feanor said to his sons as he lay injured and bleeding.

"i hope we are not going to talk to the balrogs anytime soon," maedhros said. "generally i don't make a habit of it."

curufin shot him a dirty look. "of course, father dearest," he said, "i can go tomorrow morning, if it pleases you."

"tell them," feanor said, "that i am much better at setting myself on fire than they are."

"uh," maglor said, "what do you mean by that?"

If Legolas had WhatsApp

Maedhros and Maglor Week will run February 16-22, 2025! Time to get inspired!

Fanworks can respond to one or more prompts or be anything you like, as long as there's a focus on Maedhros and Maglor!

Text version below:

In the absence of Nelyafinwe

I saw someone do this with Fingon so I had to try it- and now I’ve seen it and I can’t unsee it:

So naturally I laughed my socks off (pun I tended and yes it’s a dad joke if I ever saw one), and had to do a scribble- I don’t do digital often because it takes more time, but this only took a train ride’s worth, so, yeah.

So, I wanted to see what the other brothers would get...