Fingon Stories

Some drabbles about my LOTR OC Calaeril :3 Lord of the rings and Silmarillion belong to J.R.R Tolkien :D

A random collection of fanfics and imagines that I have decided to write. Fanfiction on your favourite Silm characters! I will CONSIDER requests.

Welcome to Project Tolkien's community One-Shot anthology! All are welcome to submit. Inside, you will find stories from the Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, the Silmarillion, and beyond by fans from our community! We strive to be as inclusive as possible, particularly with languages. You do not need to write in English to be included here! All are welcome. Let's share some stories!

La Nirnaeth Arnoediad non è stata ancora battezzata così, quando Maedhros è costretto a confrontarsi con la morte di Fingon. "Si vede scostare la stoffa lentamente. Dita tremanti lungo una mappatura di sangue così come, un tempo, altre dita si erano levate a sfiorare il suo braccio martoriato, a riscrivere storie d'amore dove il ferro aveva inciso percorsi d'angoscia." [Cover: Maedhros by wisesnailart. deviantart.com]

What if Eru did recreate the world and that's the one every knows. What if the world before there were a large group of people who got speared from the destruction. They now live in the middle earth that everyone knows. Yet, they are hidden and keep to themselves. Protecting the world from monstrous beings that are still alive from the wood they knew. They stayed like this for a very long time and they enjoy their solitude. Yet, now they have a choice: do they help Fingolfin and those who are following him across the Helcaraxë and change the course of fate. Or do they leave innocents to die and stay hidden. ~I do not own the silmarillion

A wailing cry. A cursed prince. A mystical pool. Fingon may have rescued Meadhros from Angbad, but the young King now grapples with himself, desperately trying to free his heart from the chains of captivity-and from a deep and terrible guilt. The wailing song of the accursed Siren maybe the key to his healing-or his demise. I own nothing! I hope you all enjoy.

Maedhros visit Gondolin, AU

#1 in Silmarillion, #1 in Caranthir, #1 in Elrohir Third Installment of The Fëanoriel Chronicles. - * - * - In the third decade of the Fourth Age, and at great personal cost, Míril, Elrohir, and their family aided Aragorn in protecting the Reunited Kingdom from threats out of Angmar. Unable to remain in Middle Earth surrounded by reminders of the treachery of her daughter, Míril sails West with Elladan, Elrohir, and Glorfindel, looking for healing in the Blessed Realm. But once she reaches the hither shores, she comes face to face with the reality of being a Fëanorian, and a bearer of a Silmaril, and all that means to both friend and rival. It isn't easy, but healing does come, both for herself and for those she can help along the way. Healing isn't the only thing they find in Valinor, however. And unfortunately for all of them, darkness doesn't sleep forever, even in the bliss of paradise. - * - * - Part One: 2014-2017 Part Two: 2021+ - * - * - Main Pairing: Elrohir/OFC Other Pairings: Caranthir/Haleth, Finrod/Amarië, Eönwë/Ilmarë, Celegorm/OFC Warnings: None

The only daughter of Fëanor, whose heart was as big as the sky that lied on the top of Arda and whose beauty was beyond the beauty of all its stars. They named her Nathìniel. For she was only a guest in this world, her soul belonged to Ilúvatar to whom she's been turning her head since she was born. Her father gave her the title Melwafinwë, for she was the loveliest of all Finwë's descendants. Later she bore many names, among them Híniman, a pure child for she was clean from the terrible deeds of the Fëanorians after they proclaimed the oath. She escaped the wrath of Valar and thence was called Avathrýaen. Although with pain burried deep inside herself she joined her beloved cousin Finrod. He, along with Galadriel, Aegnor and Angrod hid her under the wings of protection and they loved her as a sister. At this time she received another name - Finculuial. For her hair had an unusual colour for Finarfin's children, it was gold and red at the same time as dusk in the summer. She was loved by all, among them Fingon who could not turn his eyes from her sweet words and fair face. Even her brothers that she had to forsake were deeply fond of her, and in this story there is written how she found a path back to her family. How she cleaned the hands of Fëanor's sons, and how her fate led her back to Valinor. For what she desired the most was to clean the name of her family. Long was her way to the Halls of Mandos, many were the battles in which she had to draw her sword, many were moments when she wiped others' tears with her gentle hands, but the most were the prayers she spoke to Ilúvatar. The God who created her perfectly in his song. Wish you a happy reading. ☺📜

A collection of Halloween Prompted and Requested work for the Tolkien Elves!!

Silmarillion request book! Please read the first chapter for info. Requests currently closed due to my other projects.

"Though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater." There are stories waiting to be told from all eras of Middle Earth's history, and there are tales from beyond even Middle Earth itself. Within these pages you will find single chapter fanfics pertaining to The Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, and The Silmarillion. But heed my warning, weary traveler. These are not all for the faint of heart. Death lies beyond this door, death and suffering. There may be some which warm your soul, but as with most stories in war time... guard your heart. "Deeds will not be less valiant because they are unpraised." stories written 2017 onwards

This is my first fanfiction. I love Fingon and Maedhros and this is a try to discribe my vision of thier relationship. I hope you like it.☺ English is not my mother tongue. #russigon❤

Before the lies, before the Silmarils were crafted, Fingon and Maedhros grew up together in the blessed lands of Valinor. Now that they are in Middle-earth, new challenges await them to face the Dark Lord. Many thoughts- good and bad, run through Fingon's head as he stands before the mountain Thangorodrim to rescue his cousin from the chain that holds his wrist in bondage.

Fingon simply smiled. If this was to be his fate then so be it. The beautiful man that he was sitting across from was worth it. After all that he had been through, there was nothing he wasn't willing to do for him. Modern AU Fingon x Maedhros Disclaimer: I don't own the characters they belong to the genius Tolkien.

Chapt 1: Lindir/Elrond| Chapt 2: Maglor/Daeron| Chapt 3: Maeglin/Glorfindel| Chapt 4: Maedhros/Fingon| Chapt 5: Osse/Maglor| Chapt 6: Lindir/Elrond| Chapt 7: Glorfindel/Erestor| Going through one shot prompts with ships I like

Co když Velekrálové Noldor nevymřeli? Co když Erenion nebyl poslední? Mnoho rodů nechce, aby tato linie pokračovala... Příběh Elfky, která o svém původu dlouho nevěděla a toto zjištění jí změnilo osud.. Tento příběh je věnován @Zorindil pro splnění slibu.. Navazuje k příběhu "World of Elves", který byl mým největším dílem, @Lucylaghul jsem autorkou.. Tento příběh byl vydáván a bude dovydán...

The Story after the @War of Warth Story. Meadhros died and comes to Mandos and has to meet his long dead father, grandfather and others.....

One coranar ago he was released from Mando's cold grip, returning to Ñaltariellë. Her joy at seeing her husband was soon quelled, for guilt and shame kept him ever distant. Ever retreating from her love and care. Now once more she sought in vain to seek solace beneath the tree's silver blanket. No comfort came to her that day, nor the day after.