[meme] The everyone survived AU

[goldenplaits]

Due to recent events in the movie world, it seemed like we needed one of these again...

THE ARDA AU MEME


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All the AUs! With classics as the obligatory and all important

> EVERYONE LIVED AU. Maybe you're at Thorin's festive coronation or a drinking game between Boromir and Haldir after the end of the War, or Fëanor and Thingol finally talk to each other. Maybe Belladonna comes with her son on adventures, or Maedhros spends some very awkward hours at Elrond's wedding. U know the drill.
> but let's not forget the staple COFFEESHOP AU either
> or the no less important WHAT IF AU: What if the Silmarils were glowing bunnies? What if Bard hadn't managed to take down Smaug? What if Maeglin had not betrayed Gondolin, what if Galadriel had accepted the One Ring? What if Sam had a giant afro?
> and really any other AUs that you can think of.


As a note, since not everyone has seen BOFA yet and some people care about not being spoiled, please make a note in your top level comment/the subject line of a comment if you might bring up spoilers in threads or don't want to be spoiled, something like "bofa spoilers yes" or "bofa spoilers no".

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[feanaro_curufinwe]

[Oh, but Feanor recognises him; a dark day would it be indeed that he does not know his own son, even in such ragged state, and so he calls out:]

Cano!

[...and if he rather wants to strangle the Valar for leaving Cano in such a state, for not so much as telling any one of them, well.

What else is new?]

[bythewaves]

[ Who? And Maglor tips his head to look at the stranger curiously, but it takes a while before he remembers that he can talk ]

Who?

[ That beautiful voice is hoarse with disuse, and there is nothing but confusion in grey eyes, rather than recognition ]

[feanaro_curufinwe]

[His heart clenches unpleasantly, and Feanor is glad - so glad - that he did not drag anyone else with him to these benighted shores to see his second son in this state. Or worse, hear him.

He comes closer, cautiously.]

Canó. Macalaurë Canafinwë Fëanarion. Your name.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor lets the stranger-who-is-not come closer and wonders if this is one of his ghosts (he is forgetting them, a little, some days their names slip past him. This makes him very sad.) ]

Not mine.

[ He corrects and has to pause a little to remember the name he goes by now - he had so many, when he was walking amongst Men ]

Maglor.

[ He settles on, for that one seems the truest ]

[feanaro_curufinwe]

[He manages a sad smile.]

That is also your name, yes. But it's not the one your mother gave you. Nor the one from me, my son.

[bythewaves]

[ He forgets their faces sometimes too, but although clear today they are very quiet, his ghosts, watching this one warily and he turns the statement over a few times thoughtfully ]

Mother. [ He tests the word out thoughtfully and flinches from the memory evoked ] Father?

that icon desperately needs a hugs

[feanaro_curufinwe]

Yes.

[He reaches out to touch his son's face, carefully, carefully...

This is your fault, Fëanáro Curufinwë. You did this.

The voice in his mind sounds like a blend of Nerdanel and Námo.]

it rather does XD

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor tips his head and watches Feanor's hand warily, but does not move away, and after a moment even leans into it briefly before pulling away, eyes narrowing as he remembers ]

Still angry with you.

[feanaro_curufinwe]

I don't expect you to be anything else... But I didn't come for forgiveness. I came to bring you home.

[bythewaves]

[ Confusion ]

I have no home.

[feanaro_curufinwe]

Not here, no. But acros the sea, your mother and brothers are waiting for you.

[bythewaves]

[ Blank confusion persisting ]

I am not allowed to cross the sea.

[feanaro_curufinwe]

Yes, you are.

[Because Atar will make them let you.]

[bythewaves]

I'm not.

[ He pulls back, frightened ]

I've been bad and I'm to stay here.

[feanaro_curufinwe]

[He reaches out, to take his son's hand.]

You have been better than many, Cano, and you deserve to come home.

[bythewaves]

[ He shakes his head, frightened and backs away ]

I am not allowed.

[feanaro_curufinwe]

But you are. And your mother misses you, my son, and your brothers... [He resists the urge to make a face, and continues:] Your uncles and cousins as well... And your grandfathers. And one by the name of Elrond.

[bythewaves]

[ He backs up until his back is against the wall, shaking his head in denial, but the last name, ah now. He goes very, very still ]

Elrond? [ He knows that name. It is not one of his ghosts, but one of his nightmares, yes. Slowly ]

I... knew an Elrond.

[feanaro_curufinwe]

Yes, the child you raised, when all his own blood abandoned him. Do you know, he and his love have more grandchildren for you, Cano.

[bythewaves]

That was also my fault [ He corrects and for a moment there is memory and sanity in those eyes ]

Good. Elrond deserves to be happy.

[ But I don't is not said, but implied - for who, in the end, bars Maglor's return so well as Maglor himself? ]

[feanaro_curufinwe]

And he misses you. We all do, my son.

[bythewaves]

He shouldn't. I am supposed to be forgotten.

[ It was why they let them go ]

[feanaro_curufinwe]

As if any could forget you?

[bythewaves]

They should [ petulant ]

That was why we sent them away.

[feanaro_curufinwe]

Do not be petulant, Cano, it suits you ill.