Imagine needing to do something and leaving your younger sibling with Maedhros
Something came up, so you leave your younger sibling temporarily under Maedhros's care.
Warnings: Maedhros has a pretty neat time with a baby, the orcs, however, have to deal with you.
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*Maedhros arriving at the tavern*
Maedhros: Hey, (Name). Sorry, I'm late.
*He sees you bouncing a baby on your knee*
You: Hey, Maedhros.
Maedhros: Why do you have a baby here?
You: This is Anna. She's my younger sister from my father's second relationship. Me and my siblings agreed upon a babysitting routine ever since the incident, and today ended up being my turn.
Maedhros: *Sitting beside you* Oh.
You: So, I hope you do not mind her being here.
Anna: *Giggles at the sight of him*
Maedhros: Not at all.
*Your friend comes up to you*
Your friend: (Name), we have a problem. We have an orc in captivity but he refuses to tell the location of the camp, and we are suspecting that they are holding prisoners. We need your help with the interrogation.
You: *Groans' Motherfuck----!
You: *Look toward Maedhros* Maedhros. Can you watch Anna while I'll go deal with that? I promise I will be quick.
Maedhros: Of course…
You: *Hands him the baby* Thank you. I already fed her and cleaned her from the last potty break, so just keep her entertained. It shouldn't be a challenge.
*You hand him Anna and then leave the tavern with your friend*
Maedhros: *Looks down on the baby on his lap* I guess it's just you and me now.
Anna: *Giggles*
*With you*
You: *Stands in front of the orc* Alright, you deformed pig of satan. You better start talking or it will be ugly for you.
The orc: Piss off, you human scum.
You: *sigh* Well--- you can only blame yourself for what happens next.
The orc: *Gulps in fear when you grab a hammer*
*With Maedhros*
Maedhros: You know, you're lucky. You have a good family to look after you and all you can do is just be a baby and do adorable things. Me on the other hand have to deal with six problematic adults with attidute of ill tempered toddlers.
Anna: Bah~
Maedhros: *Nods in agreement* Exactly.
*With you*
The orc: *Screaming in pain while you crush his fingers with a hammer*
You: Ready to talk now?
The orc: I will gut you once I'm free!
You: *Strikes his fingers with a hammer*
The orc: *Screams*
*With Maedhros*
Maedhros: *Bounces Anna on his knee*
Anna: *Laughts in joy*
*With you*
*You beat the orc with bare hands*
The orc: Stop! Stop! Stop! I'll tell you!
You: *Stop* I'm listening.
The orc: The camp is at the edge of the forest, hidden within a cave. The prisoners are locked in these wooden cages.
You: Now was that so hard?
*With Maedhros*
Maedhros: *Lets Anna play with his hair* I know, red is a fascinating color, isn't it?
Anna: *Puts his hair in her mouth*
Maedhros: *Chuckles* Don't eat it. It's not good for you.
Anna: *Pouts at him*
*With you*
You: Alright there's the camp.
*You and a group of rangers spy on the orcs that were guarding the entrance to the cave*
You: Just fuck them up and free the prisoners.
*With Maedhros*
Maedhros: *Holding Anna as she sleeps on his chest*
Celegorm: *Appears in the tavern* Hey, Maedhros. I thought I could find you here.
Maedhros: *Sends him a death glare* Wake her up and I will kill you.
*With you*
*You and your friends raid the orc camp*
An orc: Intruders! Run away!
You: Oh, you are not going anywhere.
*With Maedhros*
Maedhros: *Feeds Anna food after she woke up hungry*
*You return to the tavern*
You: Hey, was she any trouble to you?
Maedhros: *Hands her back to you* Not at all. She behaved very well. She was easily entertained by the few stories I told her.
You: Lovely.
Maedhros: Did you manage to handle the problem with the orcs?
You: Yes. It took longer than expected, but they're now gone and the prisoners are safe.
Maedhros: Impressive. If you can handle something like that in a few hours, then maybe I should hire you to handle my problems.
You: Only if you're willing to babysit more. I already have enough trauma with you and your family sharing your problems with me.
*Maedhros chuckles as you two then spend the night peacefully with Anna*
Imagine trying to enjoy alone time in a tavern, but then ending up as the local therapist for an elf and his relatives.
Imagine trying to simply enjoy some alone time in a tavern, drinking some beverage, and minding your own business till you meet this one elf and became regular chat buddies. Now, the relatives of this elf keep coming to the tavern to talk about their problems with you.
Maedhros: *Walks into the tavern, takes a seat, orders a drink, and slams his head against the table*
You: Now that sounds like someone is done with everyday life.
Maedhros: You have no idea.
You: Which one for you, work or unbearable relatives?
Maedhros: Hmm?
You: Work or unbearable relatives? Sometimes it's the work that tires you out, but sometimes it’s the relatives– who do things that make you tick beyond measure.
Maedhros: Hmm… both. Why would you like to know?
You: Just filling out boredom. Wanna have a drink? I can pay for you because you look like you need it.
Maedhros: Well – that is nice of you. I am Maedhros.
You: (Name)
After a week of meeting with Maedhros to shit talk about family, drink, and send each other off– not to be seen for another week.
Maedhros: And yet again, I have to clean up after my brothers.
You: Man, that sucks.
Maedhros: Indeed. I have to go. It was nice talking to you.
You: Bye.
Maedhros: Farewell.
Maedhros: *Walks out of the tavern after paying the bartender*
You: *Sits in silence, drinking*
Maglor: *Walks in and notices you*
Maglor: Excuse me? Are you (Name)?
You: Uuh – yeah?
Maglor: I heard about you from my brother, Maedhros. He apparently likes to come here to talk and drink with you.
You: And you are?
Maglor: I am Maglor.
You: Ah, the one that sings in the morning and never shuts up.
Maglor: What?
You: Nothing! What do you want?
Maglor: I will be honest. I need to relieve something out of my chest. And since Maedhros likes talking with you. I have been ha — *talks about his problems with his family*
You: *Staring at him, confused.*
You: Wha –?
Week 2
You: *Trying to enjoy peace after having talk sessions with both Maedhros and Maglor for a week.
Caranthir: You!
You: Wah! What!
Caranthir: Are you (Name)?
You: uhm – yes? I’m sorry. Did I do something to piss you off?
Caranthir: No. Why would you think that?
You: You look angry.
Caranthir: Well, I’m not. I am Caranthir. I heard about you from two of my brothers, Maedhros and Maglor.
You: Oh, the grumpy one and the one that hoards all the gold?
Caranthir: What?
You: Nothing! What can I do for you?
Caranthir: I heard talking with you helps relieve stress and resolve problems. So, let me start –
You: And what if I don’t-
Caranthir: I will only talk about this once, so listen carefully. I am so done with my –*talks about his problems with his brothers and relatives and problems managing the money*
You: What?
Week 4
You: *Groaning while lying your head against the table*
Celegorm: You (Name)?!
You: What? Who — who are you two?!
Celegorm & Curufin: *sits on each side of you that you sat between them*
Celegorm: We belong to the same family as the rest of our dear brothers, who seem to like turning their backs on us in our time of need.
You: That – doesn’t tell me anything.
Curufin: His name is Celegorm and I am Curufin.
You: Oh, The unhinged forest goblin and the cheap copy of dad?
Celegorm & Curufin: What?
You: Nothing! I assume you wanna talk and let something out of your chest too?
Celegorm: Excellent! Then there is no need for an explanation. Let me tell you what kind of a rough week we had.
Celegorm: I was planning good things for our people, but they kicked us out because apparently we were evil, and I tried to force myself upon Doriath’s princess. I was only trying to show I would be a better option than that mortal man. She even stole my dog!
Celegorm: Can you believe that? And all people claim we’re the most problematic people in Beleriand.
You: Didn’t you try to kill them, though?
Curufin: And my son doesn’t want to be my son anymore? Apparently, I disgusted him so much that he decided to disown himself.
You: —what?
Week 6
You: *Groaning even harder after exhausting weeks of listening to the feanorians’ problems*
Fingon: Excuse me, are you by any chance (Name)?
You: Please, don’t tell me you’re one of Maedhros’s brothers!
Fingon: Oh no, I’m not.
You: – really?
Fingon: I’m his half-cousin!
You: dammit!
Week 8
Fingolfin: You must be (Name)
You: Huh?
Fingolfin: Okay, let me talk about my kids and those problematic nephews of mine.
You: Sir? Do I know you?
Fingolfin: My kids don’t listen to me, and my half-brother’s kids just do anything they like, causing problems and being a bunch of ruffians.
You: Sir? Sir? SIR?!
Week 14
Maedhros: Hey, (Name). Sorry, I have not been visiting for a while. I have been busy with work.
Maedhros: (Name)?
You: *You sit up, shadows and bags in your eyes, exhausted and looking like you were going to break down at any moment*
Maedhros: (Name)! What happened? You look awful!
You: You – and the rest of your family need to find professional help.
Maedhros: And then they just get kicked out, and we lost one of our possible allies and get Thingol even more mad at us, killing the chances of ever getting along. Then they also dare to walk back to me, begging me to let them stay after their stunt.
You: Man… that’s rough. I don’t know much about politics, but even I would consider that as a bad move.
Maedhros: tell me about it. sometimes I consider murdering them myself.
Maedhros: Anyway, sorry about ranting. You have listened to me rant and talk about these things far too many times.
You: It’s fine. Whatever helps you relieve stress.
Maedhros: Well, I don’t consider it fair that I only get to talk, so tell me – how have you been doing these past few days?
You: Nah – it's fine.
Maedhros: No, I insist. I would really like to know how you have been doing.
You: Uhmm… Well, I must say I had a rough weekend.
Maedhros: Really? What happened?
You: Okay…so…uhh… my mother came to visit me for the weekend. All was fine, and we spent some time together.
Maedhros: That sounds nice. What then?
You: Well…one night, when my mom was visiting my sister and her family, I heard crying coming from my basement. I went to investigate and found a baby beneath a pile of bloodied clothes.
Maedhros: …what?
You: Yeah, I found baby… then I found my father’s bracelet. The thing about this bracelet is that he never takes it off. It’s like a family heirloom to him, so that’s when I knew something was off and my mother had something to do with it.
Maedhros: Oh, no.
You: So, I left the baby at my brother’s house and asked him to keep it a secret from our mother. Then, I went to visit our father. He lived in the next town, so it wasn't too far from where we lived.
You: My father and mother were divorced by the way. They had a pretty bad falling out and had not been in contact ever since.
You: *Release a heavy sigh*
You: I arrived at my father's house and found it in a terrible mess. All the furniture had been either tossed or broken, and there was blood all over the place.
Maedhros: Was your father okay?
You: *Shaking your head* No. He was nowhere in sight.
Maedhros: *Fall silent*
You: I investigated the house, trying to find leads of him and his assailant, but then a friend came over and told me there was a crazy woman harassing my siblings, claiming to be the baby’s mother and demanding to see our mother brought to justice.
You: My siblings were scared, so they didn't dare to give the baby back to her. Also, because They weren't certain if the woman was telling the truth.
You: I got back to my town, and things escalated. It turns out, my father had been seeing this woman and had a child with her - the baby I found in my basement. My mother did not like that, even though they had been divorced for many years.
You: So… my mother murdered my father, tried to hide the baby, my half-sibling, in my basement, and turns out she was not visiting my sister, but trying to hide my father’s body somewhere in the forest. And not only that, when she found out that we knew what she had done, she tried to convince us to get rid of our half-sibling. Obviously, we refused then our half-sibling’s mother came back and stabbed our mother in the back several times, killing her on the spot– likely as revenge for killing our father.
You: And… well… she then killed herself out of despair and sorrow because our father was dead, leaving us… with her infant baby, right in front of us.
Maedhros: *Staring at you in horror*
You: So... we kinda lost our parents and got left with a baby and… I don’t know. It all happened so fast and… I really don’t know how to feel about the whole thing.
You: I got to keep the bracelet since me and my father were pretty close and… we decided to name our sibling Anna since she was a girl. So… I guess that’s fine.
*Dead silence between you and in the tavern*
Maedhros: *Grabs a whole bottle of wine over the counter and hands it to you* Here— you need this more than me.
Maglor wakes up with memories of nearly getting abducted by a group of strange men and you rescuing him and caring for him the whole night. He comes down and has a meaningful talk with you.
(This has been gathering some dust in the storage so I’m gonna finally post it here and sorry because this might be less edited. Some contex, the reader is the same character from my elf therapist fics)
Warnings: mentions of getting drugged, nearly kidnapped, violence, reader beating the shit out of people, drunkenness, medicine, taking care of Maglor, angst, comfort.
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Maglor fluttered his eyes open. He was momentarily blinded by the rays of sunlight that emitted from the window. His sharp elven hearing caught the singing of birds and the ramble of people outside the house.
He groaned after getting struck by a minor headache. He sat up, sliding the bedsheet from his body and tasting something strange in his mouth. A frown dressed his face as he smacked his lips and tasted the dry substance on his tongue. It tasted like a mix of herbs and…garlic?
He looked around and found himself in an unfamiliar room. He was baffled till memories of last night flooded right back into his mind.
He was at the tavern, talking with you until he had a drink, and something strange happened. He started feeling dizzy and it felt like something was burning him from the inside, dulling his mind and senses. He then remembers a man. The man feigned sympathy and then took him away. You were talking with someone else, so you did not notice him leave.
The man led him into a strange room where other men bore looks and expressions that hinted at their sinister intentions. He attempted to struggle, but whatever was affecting his body left him helpless, preventing him from even standing up straight.
The men laughed at his struggles. One of them seized him by the hair, yanking his head backward and grinning down at him as though he were an exotic animal.
He couldn't make out what they were saying, but telling from the way they treated him. It wasn’t anything good. He couldn't do anything, so he braced himself to endure what was to come …until a chair flew over him and struck one of the men.
You came from the shadows and started violently beating the men. Maglor remembers watching you fight them off like an enraged badger. You were merciless. You even made one of the men spill blood out of his mouth after battering his face with punches. Despite being outnumbered and slightly intoxicated, you managed to take them on.
Maglor almost shuddered at the memory. He knew you were a ranger by profession, so you have seen your share of fights, but fighting while intoxicated was still an impressive feat. You could most likely take on one of his brothers if you wanted to.
He then remembers the men taking off or lying unconscious on the floor after you dealt with them and turned your attention to him. You suffered minor bruises and a bleeding nose, but you still had the energy to gently pick him up and guide him out of the tavern.
His vision and consciousness were fading by then, so he could only remember a little. He remembers you yelling at the bartender before taking him outside and bringing him to a house, most likely your home.
You laid him on the bed, taking off his outer garments and boots. He remembers you leaving and him passing out momentarily. He then remembers you waking him up and feeding him some strange green goo. He didn’t even have the chance to say anything. You pushed the spoon into his mouth and spoonfed him till the cup was empty. You then grabbed some wet towels and laid them on his forehead to cool off the fewer that followed. Maglor did not remember what happened after that, so he most likely fell asleep while you cooled off his fewer.
It was now clear to Maglor that he was drugged by the strange men last night and… you came to his defense. You saved him and took care of him.
Maglor felt grateful for your selfless action and quilty. You had complained dealing with him, and his family was a nightmare, and now you have risked your well-being to save him from being abducted.
He released a deep sigh and rose from the bed, collecting his garments and boots before exiting the room.
He walked down the stairs and found you cooking something at the stove. You picked up the pan, letting the drizzling cool off as you walked toward the table. “Ah, you’re awake. How are you feeling?” you asked after noticing him. “A bit better, but this headache is insufferable,” he replied, walking into your kitchen.
“Well, you got drugged last night, so…alcohol and drugs aren’t a good morning mix,” You explained while adding the food to the plate.
“What did you feed me last night?” Maglor asked. “A mix of herbs, spinach, cucumber, and garlic. It’s an old family remedy,” you explained. “We use it to treat fever, hangover, and surprisingly it even works curing the after-effects of drugs,” you added some spices and then handed the plate to him.
“Breakfast? It might help you feel better,” you questioned.
“No. I possibly couldn't,” Maglor politely rejected.
“No, I insist. You might end up making an unpleasant journey to the toilet if you don’t eat something to dissipate the effects of the remedy. It works, but it’s not perfect. It might also help you get rid of the garlic breath,” You explained. Maglor silently sighed, taking the plate. He did not want to argue with you after everything you had done for him so far.
You both then took a seat at the table and dined in silence. Maglor ate in silence but glanced at you from time to time. You thoroughly focused on eating.
“By the way, I reported the men and had them taken to the town’s local prison so they won’t be trying anything funny for a long time,” you explained. “You can go make charges if you want since you almost did end up as their victim,” you added. “Thank you…but I believe I have troubled you enough,” Maglor said, then looked at your nose, which was red and slightly swollen.
“Does it hurt?” He asked. “Hmm?” you looked at him questionably. “Your nose. Is it hurting?” he cleared out. “Ah, it’s nothing. I have faced worse injuries, so compared to them. My nose is nothing,” you said.
Maglor was silent as you continued eating.
“Thank you…and sorry for causing you trouble,” He started with a downfallen tone. You glanced at him with a frown. “You don’t need to apologize,” you stated. “I mean it. I have caused a lot of bad things in the past. The last thing I want to do is trouble you with my well-being,” he said. “Maglor,” you looked him in the eye.
“Helping those in need is technically part of my job, and besides—” you exhaled, dropping your shoulders. “Despite you and your family’s past misactions. I don’t believe even you deserve to end up in a situation like that,” you explained.
“Sure, dealing with you and your family can be exhausting and make me rethink my life choices, but –” you stopped, making Maglor wait. “I wouldn't have left you in trouble either way,” you said with the most sincere look in your eyes.
Maglor couldn’t utter a word. He was speechless. He knew you as someone he and his brother liked to talk with at a simple tavern since you were good at listening and even sometimes offered solid advice. However, he had no idea how truly selfless you were in person. You and your kind words would have been enough to send him into tears.
“Thank you. I don’t know if I can thank you enough,” Maglor said. You chuckled. “How about you thank me by eating the meal I wholeheartedly made for you?” You said, making him crack a smile. “You should probably get home soon as possible. Maedhros might be worrying about you since you spent the night,” You explained and got up after eating the last pieces of your food.
“I need to get to work. You can dump the dishes into the bucket when you’re done. I also retrieved your horse from the tavern and let it stay in my stable. I didn’t take the riding gear off, so you can leave anytime you want,” You explained while dropping your plate and utensil into a wooden bucket. Maglor watched as you grabbed your bow and gear before approaching the door.
“Ride safely, and don’t get into trouble. I won’t be there to save you for the second time,” you said while popping your head from behind the corner. Maglor smiled. “I won’t. Thank you,” he said. You nodded with a hum. “Alright, bye!” you said and banged the door shut. Maglor watched from the window as you walked your horse out of the stable and rode off.
He sighed and finished his meal. He left the dishes in the bucket like you asked and dressed back into his outer garments and cloak. He walked outside and fetched his already well-fed horse out of your stable.
After climbing on his horse, he looked back at your house before softly smiling and riding back to Himring, where Maedhros was likely waiting for him, ready to scold him– just like you said.
