“[Galadriel] Was The Greatest Of The Noldor, Except Fëanor Maybe” That Feel When Your Mum Drains

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I'm generally very much supportive of different takes on characters in the Silmarillion because a lot of stuff is really vague and can be interpreted in a lot of ways.

However, it is wild to me that some people interpret Feanor as being on the same level (or worse) of villainy as Morgoth. Like, you guys do you, but to me, that is not a reasonable comparison. Feanor stole some boats, engaged in one potentially unintentional act of mass violence in the course of a confusing situation, and did one count of arson. Morgoth infused his evil will into the very heart/core/fabric of Arda so much so that it is still there even after both he and Sauron faced their ultimate defeats and it cannot be undone by any force in Arda other than Eru himself. Not to mention all the torture, slavery, manipulation, and murder he did for hundreds of years both before and after his initial imprisonment in Mandos. Like I'm not trying to absolve Feanor of his actions, but compared to Morgoth, they cast a far smaller shadow.

Feanor and Morgoth have one thing in common in the fact that they both stole something that was important to someone else and committed violence during the act of the theft. But honestly, given everything else Morgoth does in the course of the Silmarillion, I think it's pretty silly to put Feanor anywhere near Morgoth when it comes to villainy.

do you ever think abt how crazy it is that tolkien meticulously crafted an entire world history, complete with discrete languages, cultures, value systems, the works, but then also popped in this one jolly fellow who likes to sing and love his wife. and oh he's been alive for fuck knows how long. might've even been around at the same time as og big bad melkor. no one knows what he is. elrond's just like he's a 'strange creature'. oh and he's also somehow impervious to the most dangerous object in the world. no biggie guys

Maglor, even tempered and with a voice like molten gold. Maglor who kills at Alqualonde and burns the ships and does not speak against his father. Maglor who runs around Beleriand with Maedhros for their hunts and diplomatic feasts. Maglor who takes the Gap and holds the front with his elder brother, keeping the other five behind their lines. Maglor whose voice is strong and commanding on the battlefield but persuading and compelling in meetings and honeyed and cristal clear when raised in song. Maglor who follows Maedhros and protects him from treachery during the Nirnaeth. Maglor who kills and kills in Doriath, in Sirion, who buries his younger brothers. Maglor who takes pity on little children and raises them, growing fond of them, as little might be thought. Maglor who is sick and weary, who has seen his land lost, his people turn their back on him and Maedhros, Maglor who prefers to surrender than to commit another atrocity, who still hopes beyond reason that there can be forgiveness even for them, that the oath can sleep if the Silmarils are safe, even if they do not have them, who hopes the Powers can render their oath void, and if not, better the Everlasting Darkness than killing again. Maglor, who caves, who kills again, who betrays one last time, who listens and follows his elder brother one last time as they stand back to back against Eldar, Men and Maiar. Maglor, who, despite everything, casts the Silmaril away. Maglor who might have faded, might be alive, alone at last.

Maglor, whose voice and words are the only thing of him left behind, telling of the sorrows of the Noldor.

Lúthien is such an interesting character. She could’ve easily been written as just a pretty princess sitting in a tower, waiting for her beloved to come back with the treasure he stole from "a dragon". But instead, we get her rescuing him from one villain, then heading straight to the main bad guy and doing all the work herself AGAIN.

And it doesn't mean Beren didn’t deserve her or anything—it just proves they were equals in that journey. They both wanted to be together, and that’s why she was so eager to help and save him. It was her fate on the line too, and she wasn’t about to take a passive role, just sitting around hoping Beren would succeed or accepting failure if he didn't.

And I adore how cruel she could be when she wanted. Remember the words and threats she threw at Sauron—he totally deserved it because, well, he’s Sauron—but still! Seeing her as not just the quiet, lovely maiden all the time, but actually being allowed to express anger and be intimidating? That’s so fucking cool. I wish more people in the fandom focused on that "bloodthirsty" part of her personality, by the way. I want to see more fanarts of her being furious and scary.

I know it doesn’t seem that extraordinary today because we have plenty of badass heroines now, but Tolkien started writing this story over 100 years ago. Sure, he refined it over time, but still. He gets criticized for how he portrayed most of his female characters—rightfully—but I think it’s really impressive that someone who could’ve just been a stereotypical princess actually got the chance to take a large part in the action, even a bigger role than the hero and her lover. (Of course, that’s not the sole reason why she’s interesting and well-written—there’s way more nuance to her personality than just being able to kick ass and cast magic)

At some point in the third age

Galadriel: I am the last member of the house of finwë on these shores. My brothers, my cousins, my uncles; everyone who came here with me is long gone. I am my family's last survivor.

Meanwhile Maglor on the shore:

Galadriel: Sometimes I can still here their voices

*based on a real conversation between me and two of my siblings*

Celegorm: where do babies come from?

Maedhros: I don’t know but we found you in a dumpster

Maglor: *nodding sagely* with the raccoons

Celegorm: what! no you didn't!

Maedhros: yes we did, we made Atya and Ammë keep you.

Maglor: and the longer we had you the more you started to be like a little boy instead of a raccoon.

Celegorm: I AM NOT A RACOON!

Maglor: Oh look Nelyo his claws are coming back, we might have to return him.

Maedhros: *picks Celegorm up over his shoulder* Alright lets go

*various sounds of chaos ensue*

Fëanor: *from the other room* I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU TWO TOLD YOUR BROTHER HE'S A RACCON AGAIN

Nerdanel: *at the same time from a different room*: did they tell Telyco we found him in a dumpster again!?!

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every day I think about how insane Tolkien was for having Aegnor, Fell Fire, Sharp-flame, the flame to Andreth's moth, die during the Battle of Sudden Flame