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A drawing of one of the scenes from this by @jaz-the-bard because I absolutely love their fics and their ideas!
Findis vs. Finarfin
Y'know, if I was smarter and able to write politics with a modicum of competency, I would totally delve into an Aman Noldorin court intrigue au where Findis plots to overthrow Finarfin. Because before Finwe died, the High King was discussing implementing an absolute primogeniture law to quell the tension between Feanor and Fingolfin. But the King's council could not come to an agreement before Feanor was exiled, so the matter was left abandoned.
But Findis was aware and slowly amassing political favour for the law. When Finarfin is appointed High King by the Valar, Findis is not pleased. She had been given hope of power—no matter how distant it might be—and the desire for the throne could only grow from there. And though most of the Noldor that stayed are largely Valar neutral, there is some grumbling about their handling of the matters of those who left. The Noldor in Beleriand are still kin after all, and to have their return forbidden is a bitter pill to swallow. Findis would exploit exactly this dissent. While Finarfin is happy to be under the Valar's rule, Findis would urge the people to not forget their brothers and sisters in Arda, waging war against one of the Valar's own. Thus, two factions would develop at the Noldorin court: the Valar abiding and the Valar critical, locked in a subtle battle for the crown.
The story would explore this struggle... if I could write it.

My art for the Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang 2024 by @tolkienrsb.
The wonderful @eilinelsghost took this prompt and made it into an amazing fic about Finrod's reembodiment in Aman, which you will find here after the reveals! It was so great to work together, I can't wait until you can all read her fic!
Tolkien's characters: *minding their own buisness* Me, holding the Trans Hammer: *ba na, ba na, ba na, ba na, terrible Jaws theme continues*
It’s 3 am and I need “Frodo destroys the ring but somehow that frees Morgoth” AU. Don’t ask me why. I don’t know.
Aragorn, the Fellowship and the army of Gondor fell back to Minas Tirith to regroup (and moan “what the fuck” a lot)
Namo is fucking done. What the fuck Manwë. He releases Fëanor and his sons from Mandos because he knows they really want to punch Melkor.
The entire house of Finwë returns to Middle Earth to KICK MORGOTH’S BUTT and bring the sad beach cryptid back home with them.
Galadriel and Gandalf managed to get their Rings off before Sauron took control. Elrond tried to fight back (because he knew Aragorn was in danger and that was all he could process). Glorfindel had to cut off Elrond’s finger to remove Vilya.
Fëanor and his sons get to Minas Tirith first (Finarfin and his kids went to free Lorien; Fingolfin and his kids went to save Imladris)
Gandalf is shocked to see Fëanor, but also thinks the whole thing is hilarious. Classic Gandalf.
Merry and Pippin are very confused by the ginger elf who is almost as tall as an ent (not really, but hobbits are bad at math)
Aragorn, Elladan, and Elrohir are VERY CONCERNED about the sudden reappearance of Fëanor. Legolas would be concerned if he’d ever paid attention to history lessons.
Bonus: Elladan, Elrohir, Amrod, and Amras are a group to be feared.
They all assume Frodo and Sam are dead until a very old and tired Maglor Fëanorian limps into Gondor and calmly asks for a healer. He had followed them into Mordor out of curiosity and after the Ring’s destruction he carried them out.
Maglor insists he was not trying to kidnap more children. He says he knew they were adults. Sam says he kept calling them “little ones” and “dear children.”
Maglor doesn’t know what to do when he is suddenly mobbed by his father and brothers (he didn’t know they were back, he just went to Gondor because it was closest).
Maglor cries.
Fingolfin’s group get there next (because Elrond heard Maedhros was back and immediately took off).
Elrond was not expecting to see Maglor because he assumed Maglor was still wandering the beach somewhere. (Maglor burst into tears when he saw Elrond’s bandaged hand)
Maedhros and Maglor are NOT HAPPY that their son is missing a finger and immediately start chewing him out about “fucking magic Jewels and jewelry”
Erestor, who came with Elrond and is a former follower of Maglor, almost cries at the sight of his best friend.
Finarfin had to go find his son (Gildor Inglorion is actually Finrod, because he’s the WORST at coming up with fake names). He finally arrives in Minas Tirith very Tired and Done with Everyone.
Gildor/Finrod was hanging out with Radagast, so now they have rabbits. Great. Thanks buddy. Really helpful when you’re fighting EVIL INCARNATE.
Galadriel yells at Fëanor. Everyone is happy about this.
Gil-Galad is there. Fingon and Maglor finally admit to everyone that Gil-Galad is Maglor’s son that Fingon just passed off as his own. Fëanor is ECSTATIC. Maglor cries.
Celebrían is there too. She has a sword. She stabs things. She is badass.
Dain Ironfoot rolls out of Erebor with a dwarf army to save Gimli, son of Gloin. He figures he might as well help the big dudes too.
Fëanor likes the dwarves. This is concerning. They tell him about the Arkenstone. This is very concerning.
Maglor assures them that the Arkenstone is not a Silmaril. He already checked. It’s a cheap copy that Morgoth made to try to replicate them.
Celebrimbor came with Curufin (who he stubbornly refuses to call Dad). He is not happy that everyone keeps ribbing him about his ex-boyfriend.
Finrod and Curufin fight over which of them is a better father figure to Celebrimbor.
The mortals of Gondor initially thought the elves would save them, by this point they’re fairly sure they’re fucked.
Somehow they all band together for one last dramatic siege on Mordor.
Morgoth comes out to fight them and just as it looks like he might be about to win, Earendil swoops down, crashes Vingilot into him, and squishes him.
𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐣𝐨𝐲

Pairing = Finarfin x reader
Genre = mature
General ratings = 18+ (explicit sexual content), fluff, smut
Content warnings = mentions of pregnancy & of birth, mentions of vomiting, oral sex (f!receiving), male masturbation
Reader’s gender = afab!reader, but no ‘explicit’ gender (the only pronoun used to describe reader is ‘you’)
Word count = 1.7k
Notes = yayyy! This is my first ever fanfic, so please be indulgent and leave constructive criticism! Also, melmë means ‘love’

The sun rays caress your skin gently, waking you up from your slumber. You crack open an eye, before smiling. You are cocooned in your bedsheets and you can feel your husband nuzzling his face in your back. You turn around and smile as you see Finarfin grin in his sleep, his sunny mane flowing like rivers of gold on his pillow.
It’s then that you lose your smile as you’re hit by a wave of nausea. You quickly get up and make a run for the bathroom, falling to your knees in front of the toilet.
“For Eru’s sake!” you murmur, a little angry that your morning was ruined by this. You start to vomit, sweating as your body works hard. You distantly hear your husband call out your name worriedly.
“Melmë, are you alright?” He asks, holding your hair back and stroking your back comfortingly.
You smile a little at your husband’s worry and because you’re finished vomiting. You look up at him after you wiped your mouth.
“I’m fine now, my love. It was just morning sickness!” You tell him, trying to ease his worry.
His shoulders relax and he smiles back at you, helping you get up and get to the sink so you could wash out the taste of bile from your mouth.
~~~
You were seated in your bed, head on Finarfin’s shoulder as he hand-fed you, despite your protests.
“My dear, I can feed myself just as well as you!”
“I know, honey, I know. I just want to do it. You deserve to be pampered!” He says, smiling brightly.
You roll your eyes while smiling. Finarfin had gotten even more dotting when your pregnancy started, almost letting you do nothing so that he could do everything. You had to fight him tooth and nail to be able to do certain things on your own, as he seemed dead set on spoiling you. It seemed to get even worse as time passed and as your belly bump grew.
“You know, my love, we could go take a walk in the gardens today. Have a picnic, just you and me..?”
You smiled at your husband, love overflowing your heart as you saw him bite his lip, as if you could refuse such a wonderful date idea. That was one of the things you adored about Finarfin. He never took you for granted and still made efforts to please you, long into your marriage.
“I’d love that, sweetheart!”
~~~
You were seated on a soft and smooth nap on the still damp grass, leaning against a tree. Your legs were stretched out in front of you and Finarfin used that to his advantage. His head was resting on your thighs and he was telling your very pregnant belly a silly story, claiming he was telling the little one so that he would stop kicking you.
“Onece upon a time, there was a very pretty golden bunny that adored carrots! He liked them so much, he ate all the carrots that existed! The bunny was then sad, because there were no carrots left to eat and he realised he was also lonely ; he had no friends. A majestic and beautiful swan then descended from the sky on day, calling out to the bunny. She told him ‘I will give you carrot seeds, bunny, but only if you promise to let your greed rest aside and share the carrots you grow to all the other animals that are starving!’ The bunny, having learned his lesson, accepted the deal. Later, when the carrots were finally ready to be eaten, he shared all of them with the other animals. There was a magnificent crow, a beautiful fox, an enchanting nightingale and a baby lion! No longer famished, all these animals thanked the bunny and promised him that they would come to his aid if he ever needed it. When they were about to go on their way, the bunny called out : ‘Wait!’ The animals turned around and looked at him, confused. The bunny shyly told them : ‘I would like to be your friend, if you would have me!’ The animals all looked at each other, unsure. This bunny was the reason they had starved! But in the end, they accepted. And so, the animals never went hungry again and the bunny wasn’t lonely anymore. The End.”
You giggled at Finarfin’s story, asking him with a raised brow :
“Where do you get your imagination, love?”
“Well, I have the most inspiring muse of all times!” He responded, winking at you.
You both laughed and spent the rest of the afternoon lazily lounging under that tree.
~~~
It was now night, and for someone who had such a lazy day, you were exhausted, to say the least. Finarfin was of course there to take care of you, murmuring terms of endearments to you. Finarfin started to massage you and you relaxed back into his hands. He then started humming a song you didn’t know and you smiled, appreciating his voice. That is, until your baby kicked you hard.
“Ouch! Oh, Eru! You’re going to be the death of me, little one!”
Finarfin chuckled and pressed a kiss to the nape of your neck. While you grumbled, faking being irritated with your baby, Finarfin started leaving gentle bites on your neck and ears. When he sucked upon a particularly sensitive spot, you moaned.
“Ahh, Arafinwë..!”
You yelped when you felt him pick you up and carry you bridal style to your shared bed. He put you down delicately on your back and you looked into his eyes, lust beginning to make heat spread in your body. Your husband took one of your hands in his and kissed your knuckles, while simultaneously disrobing you with the other. When you felt he was taking too long, you took matters into your own hands and finished undressing yourself and started to do the same to your love, who simply looked at you, adoration and devotion pouring out of his eyes and making you want to cry.
When you were both naked, you started to kiss him deeply, hearing and feeling him moan. You lost track of time as you made out with Finarfin, but your pussy was aching to be touched and filled. You pulled back from him and chuckled a little as his mouth followed yours. You looked into his eyes and he seemed to get the message, making you lay down on the bed excitedly. He kissed his way up your legs, passing a particularly long amount of time on the inside of your thighs. Your moans became impatient and louder, frustrated that he was so close but not where you wanted him to be!
You put a hand in his silky locks and pushed him closer to your cunt, practically desperate at this point to have any possible friction on your throbbing pussy. He went happily, moaning as he finally started to eat you out. He did so like a man starved, like your juices could make him a Vala, like this was what his purpose in life was. Your moans increased and they were the only sounds that could be heard, along with the obscene noises of Finarfin’s mouth on your pussy did. At one point, he started to rut into his hand, making him moan and grunt into your cunt, which gave you a delicious kind of pleasure. It wasn’t long before you came, chanting his name over and over, as he also spilled in his hand.
You both laid on the bed, sweaty and tired but feeling satisfied. You closed your eyes as you heard Finarfin get up and going to get a rag, shivering a little as the heat left your body, making you feel cold. You opened your eyes again as you heard Finarfin coming back, already cleaned, and starting to wipe you down with a wet and hot rag. You sighed contently and closed your eyes, Irmo’s calling becoming too insistent to resist. You vaguely heard your husband tell you to have good dreams before you fell asleep.
~~~
You woke up, feeling too hot and uncomfortable. You opened your eyes, moaning in despair as you saw the light of (telperion?) coming in through the curtains. You looked at the ceiling and suddenly tought. ‘Now’. You quickly put yourself in the foetus position as you felt an unbearably painful cramp take hold of your abdomen. You held your tummy as you cried out. This woke up your husband, who you tought called the healers in a strong and powerful voice, as you could mostly just hear your blood being pumped by your frantic heart. The healers arrived, and the rest was a painful and hazy blur, your mind seemingly hiding itself from the pain you felt.
You came back when you heard the first cries of your sweet baby and the healer telling you it was a baby boy that was healthy. The healer gently laid you small child in your awaiting arms, and you cooed at your baby.
“My small and perfect boy…” You realized as you said this that you were crying, Finarfin hugging you and kissing your cheek.
“What will his amilissë be, my love?” He gently asked you, like he was afraid of startling you.
You smiled adoringly, thinking back to the dream you had of the name of your child.
“His amilissë shall be Findaráto.”
Your husband smiled at you lovingly, before turning his eyes back to your child.
“Well hello, Findaráto.. I think your ataressë will be Ingoldo..”
Finarfin then looked back at you.
“What a beautiful name you chose for our son! He even inherited your beauty!”
You snorted, raising an eyebrow in amusement.
“He has your hair and your beautiful eyes, my dear.” You said, grinning.
“Well, he has your nose, your ears and your hands.”
“How could you know if he has my hands? His are so tiny!”
“I just know it, melmë. Call it father instinct!”
You snort again, smiling softly at your husband. Finarfin smiles back, before leaning in and kissing you on the lips, softly. He then looks down as your precious son yawns.
“Welcome to our family, Findaráto… our little bundle of joy.”

End notes = I know that in canon, Ingoldo is Finrod’s amilissë and Findaráto is ataressë, but I wanted to change it up, sooo I did. Also, ataressë means ‘father name’ and amilissë ‘mother name’.
Sex with Finarfin (Headcannons) - NSFW :

Finarfin is an absolute sweetheart and is the most gentle elf eveeerr
He doesn’t mind you or him being in charge, he just wants you to feel good
If you’re on top of him, being the more dominant role and holding his wrists above his heads, he just looks at you with pure adoration, moaning unabashedly and tells you how good you feel
« Mirwa (precious), you -ahh- feel s-so goooood~ »
When he’s the one in charge and on top of you, it’s practically the same as when you’re in charge, except this time, you’re the one with his dick inside your pussy/ass hole
He loves kissing you gently but deeply while trusting deep inside of you, making you see stars
He prefers giving over receiving, but if you’re dead set on giving him a blowjob, he’s more than happy to let you do it
Has his head thrown back and his hands in your hair, hips giving little aborted thrusts, because he doesn’t want to make you choke and hurt you accidentally
Finarfin actually has a small breeding kink and likes cumming deep inside of you, no matter your genitalia
He’ll have a hand on your stomach as he cums, murmuring praises and talking about babies
« So good, you feel so good my love. You gon’ get pregnant with my baby, right-ahh? »
Aftercare is the absolute best with him
He’ll do anything you ask for
If you want a bath, you have it
If you want a drink, you have it
If you want him to brush your hair, he’s more than happy to do it
He loves to cuddle naked afterwards and just whisper to you about funny stories or anecdotes until you both fall asleep, a smile on your faces

@Caliawen