Extract from a crackfic I’m writing in which Maedhros insists on having a “traditional” Christmas with the twins but all the Feanorian christmas traditions involve pyromania and reckless child endangerment.

“If we’re doing Christmas with the twins, we’re doing it properly.”
“They’re arguably mortal, we are not building a burning sugar trebuchet and firing it into a kettle of mulled wine held by a guy in a flame retardant suit.”
“Aww Maglor why do you hate fun.”
“Who is going to volunteer anyway without Curufin aroun- NO. NO. Maedhros, I am not firing a cannon at you no matter how much tradition is involved.”
“But that’s the only way to get the right smokey flavour, Maglor! Burnt sugar any other way just tastes wrong.”
“Fine. Do something else. Just not… THAT tradition.”
“Ok how about the tradition Dad used to do where he made candy by putting the ingredients in tiny specially designed vessels so it would cook at just the right temperature, putting those canisters INSIDE fireworks, lighting them and then hunting for the canisters in the field with torches.”
“We only pulled that off because he worked out the precise temperature and materials needed so the fireworks would heat the candy to softball stage when they went off and the secret died with him.”
“Ok how about-”
“Hey, you didn;t even let me-”
“You were going to mention the “cheap fireworks” where he just threw molten iron against a wall for so we could watch the sparks wearing only a hat for protection to give Mother a heart attack, weren;t you?”
“… Yes.”
“Building the letters “HAHAHA FUCK YOU” thirty feet tall out of wood and setting them on fire facing Angband?”
“Spending Christmas eve sitting around taking all the explosive bits out of several thousand christmas crackers using them to create giant log-sized explosive christmas crackers and tug-o-warring them apart with ropes?”
“THAT I will let you do with the twins if you can actually find christmas crackers.”


Part II

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1.Iluvatar  2.Two Trees

3. Ulmo&Osse  4.the Fall of Fingolfin

5.Sun, Moon and Men  6.Ecthelion&Glorfindel

7.Maedhros&Maglor  8.Elrond&Elros

9. There and Back Again  10.The Fellowship of the Ring


Seven brothers, seven sons.

(there come my fëanorians at last !)

“For Maglor took pity upon Elros and Elrond, and he cherished them, and love grew after between them, as little might be thought; but Maglor’s heart was sick and weary with the burden of the dreadful oath.”(The Silmarillion, “Of Eärendil and the War of Wrath”)

Watercolour and gouache on Canson Montval cold-pressed paper, A3 size.

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Nerdanel is out for ladies’ night with the other moms and aunties so that means Elf Papas have to babysit. Warm-up piece (kind of??) for Nolofinwean week. Also because I love this family a lot.

from left to right: Fingon & Maedhros, little Angrod & Aegnor, Fëanor & little Curufin, little Caranthir & Argon, Fingolfin with little Turgon and Aredhel, Amrod & Amras, Finarfin & little Galadriel, Celegorm, Finrod and Maglor.