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Maedhros avoue son secret à Maglor... en alexandrins ! Juste un détournement d'une scène de la pièce d'Edmond Rostand.
Fingon let himself look at his cousin, really look, for the first time in decades. He was strong and tall and proud and yet so different than the way he'd been all those things before. Different, and strange. Fingon felt as though he barely knew him anymore; but he wanted to.
The story of how Fingon comes to learn that Maedhros does indeed return his feelings, though he has to go through some angst to get there. Maglor is there to sing his way through stories as he always does, but as is for Maglor, his story is the one we are left waiting for.
Maglor overhears something that he (perhaps) should not have.
(Written for the prompt - Fingon/Maedhros/Maglor/Maglor's Harp.)
Fingon pays a visit to Himring and the cousin he has not seen in several years--and finds Maedhros changed in more ways than one. (Fingon/Maedhros)
Written for Burning_Night at the lotr_sesa exchange.
The Sindar have found out about the Kinslaying in Alqualonde and that Fingon was involved. Not a good time for Fingon, even though the Sindar have decided that he is less to blame than the Sons of Feanor--especially as Maedhros remains in the Marches and the cousins are communicating only by letter.
Fingon and Maedhros en route on their way to visit Hurin in Dor-lomin.
Maedhros pleure une fois tous les 400 ans, et sa mère tente de le consoler... Maedhros/Fingon, Fingon/OC.
C'est jour de fête à Himring... (Ficlet, Beren/Luthien, Maedhros/Fingon) Version française + traduction en anglais.
Maedhros, Fingon... Des cadeaux.
A Gondolin, Turgon déprime... Une parodie crack du Silmarillion façon Kaamelott et Sacré Graal. Livre terminé !
This is a modern-setting AU featuring Maedhros and Fingon, the spawn of a plotbunny I swiped from Lalaith. The setting is not named but it is actually based on Lincoln, England. There is indeed a cosy second-hand bookshop on the hill leading up to the Cathedral, but it is owned by neither a red-haired elf nor a lady named Edith.
I got distracted by myself and my obsessing over a picture and forgot the prompt that I was writing. Tarion Anarore asked for "Hmm... The one with Fingon at the onset of the Dagor Bragollach." And instead she got Fingon and a bird!
Thanks, Ignoble Bard, for the Beta and entertainment along with the nitpicking. Your generosity is never taken for granted.
Maedhros reminisces, though he would rather not. An insight into how one deals with the day to day after the loss of a loved one.
A friendship fic featuring Beleg and Fingon, from the Mereth Aderthad to the Dagor Nirnaeth Arnoediad.
With guest appearances by Mablung, Cirdan and Gwindor and a great deal of conversation on a great many subjects.
Last added: We Two, From the Wars (Mablung and Beleg return to Doriath, for the Love Actually Challenge)
Observing his son’s devotion to his newly rescued cousin brings back memories for Nolofinwë
Fingolfin and Maedhros have an unexpected encounter in the woods during the Mereth Aderthad.
Little Ambarussa get in trouble playing funny gymnastics with their friends...
Set in Valinor during the Years of the Trees, thus names in Quenya.
Fingon on his way to Himring--and in Himring--and on his way back.
Fëanor allows Amrod and Amras to sleep outside on a spooky autumn evening and the question of ghosts comes up.
Set just prior to and in the first years of the Years of the Sun in the First Age. Fingolfin’s host has made it to Middle Earth where they encounter orcs in the Battle of Lammoth. This is the story of the consequences of that battle and the Noldor coming to terms with their new home and identities, centering on Fingon. Part of a series where I will explore the House of Fingolfin in the early years of the Years of the Sun.