andie, she/her, 26, united states. this blog is full of Tolkien. also other art, photos, fandoms, and big-eyes-emoji stuff, but mostly Tolkien. i tag! my girlfriend is bright ivanaskye, who is a lot, but not too much
-they met when Feanor left the royal house at like 50 or so to go get apprenticed to Mahtan because he’d had it up to here with his father and stepmother and new baby Findis
-they met because on the way to Mahtan’s place Feanor saw someone lounging under a tree and and asked them directions, but the person ignored him, and Feanor got progressively more and more angry, all teen injured pride because he’s crown prince of the Noldor dammit, yelling at the person who just kept laying there
-and then Nerdanel walks up and is like, why are you yelling at my statue? And Feanor realizes that the person is indeed a statue, but between the shade of the tree and the skill of the sculpting it was impossible to tell
-Feanor, ever drawn to skilled crafters and being an impulsive teenager, basically proposes on the spot. Nerdanel is just like, sorry, I get that you’re crown prince of the Noldor, but I hear no nightingales and we’ve just met and you were yelling at one of my statues. By the way my father is that way.
-Feanor spends his apprenticeship learning smithcraft and jewelcraft, but also courting Nerdanel, who is charmed by this impulsive, creative dork who will happily get just as lost in his craft as her and her father
-when she reaches her own mastery and her sculptures cannot be distinguished from life even in full light of Laurelin, he proposes again. This time she accepts.
My first submission for Legendarium Ladies April, from J.R.R Tolkien’s Silmarillion. (Well, it’s more like Legendarium Ladies Year on this blog.)
Nerdanel, elven sculptor extraordinaire, daughter of Mahtan the Smith and wife of Fëanor who stayed in Valinor when her husband and seven sons were exiled into the Great Lands.
Amarië, Vanyar elf who stayed in Valinor with her family when her love Finrod of the Noldor journeyed into the Great Lands. The Vanyar only ventured into battle once, in the great War of Wrath when they en masse defeated Morgoth and all the orc armies, evil Men, Balrogs and Dragons.
Nienor, (human) daughter of Hurin, who was able to pass as a male Sinda hunter in Doriath where her family members were adopted by the elven king Thingol. I guess this is her last ride with the company of Mablung, she could have been quite an Éowyn like figure. D-X
Given that Death Is Not The End for elves…imagine elves dying on a battlefield and their last words are all shit like “remember to bring my shit when you sail back to Valinor” or “I hid the moonshine in the armoury” or “any messages you want me to pass to mom?” Or “Remember to burn all my naughty pictures before my room gets reassigned”
And like, at the kinslayings just imagine a Teleri going “DONT LET ME CATCH YOU IN MANDOS BITCH” and putting up their middle finger before spitefully ripping out the sword that stabbed them and falling over dead.
I headcanon that she designed/built some pretty important parts of Valmar as an elf-teen and had no time at all for anyone who didn’t take her seriously. She is a better stonemason than you, dammit listen to her!
Nerdanel tends to turn bright red when emotional or flustered, which Caranthir and, to a lesser extent, Maedhros inherited.
Nerdanel hates wearing shirts when she’s working (masoning in Valinor gets hot!) and hates not-working even more, so she spends 80% of her time swanning around topless, waving mallets at people and yelling excitedly.
3. NERDANELWhile still in early youth Feanor wedded Nerdanel, a
maiden of the Noldor; at which many wondered, for she
was not among the fairest of her people. But she was
strong, and free of mind, and filled with the desire of
knowledge. In her youth she loved to wander far from the
dwellings of the Noldor, either beside the long shores of
the Sea or in the hills; and thus she and Feanor had met
and were companions in many journeys. Her father,
Mahtan, was a great smith, and among those of the
Noldor most dear to the heart of Aule. Of Mahtan
Nerdanel learned much of crafts that women of the
Noldor seldom used: the making of things of metal and
stone. She made images, some of the Valar in their forms
visible, and many others of men and women of the Eldar,
and these were so like that their friends, if they knew not
her art, would speak to them; but many things she
wrought also of her own thought in shapes strong and
strange but beautiful.
This comes with some bonus Nerdanel headcanons, because of course it does.
SEX MARATHONS.
He and Nerdanel both possess boundless energy for discovery and creation. Sometimes this takes the form of exploring or crafting, and sometimes it takes the form of having all kinds of sex for days on end.
There’s nothing he won’t try at least once—how will he know what he likes, and what Nerdanel likes, if they don’t put it to the test? They are very fond of wrestling as foreplay: whoever loses submits. They like all kinds of purpose-built toys and restraints (their own creations, of course), and they are absolutely not shy about talking about their sex lives in blistering detail.
As their relationship deteriorates, at first their sex life remains as it was. Then it devolves into hatesex. Then, when they despise each other too much to even find common ground in their enthusiasm for really creative sex, they know it’s really over.
Takes an extremely long time to do everything, which makes it much better of course. Very attentive, has an almost experimental sort of approach to having sex – if you’re not feeling out something new or at least some slight variation #472 on a theme to see how it differs from the 471 previous versions, you’re not putting enough thought and effort into it! V soft top, like, wants her partner to lie around, naked, for hours, while she goes over every single inch of them in various ways, and other artsy bullshit like that. But very willing to try almost anything else that’s suggested IF she gets to indulge in everything she wants to, to her full satisfaction. Also there are definitely over 9,000 erotic artworks of Fëanor stuffed in her workshop basement because this was always their foreplay (he would take the time he spent posing to rhapsodize at lengh about his newest inventions to her so all in all a win-win).
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