#isildad

[isilwhore]

The Sons of Isildur 💔

[vintonharper]

I updated this fic. Eärien is getting in some quality time with the fam, but everyone's got Feelings.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61892005/chapters/166189606

[vintonharper]

I wrote this

Final chapter is up and this monster has now been finished!

The Visit

He cannot hold onto Eärien. He understands this. She will make her life and her own choices and he cannot make them for her, nor demand that she bend to his will. He has raised her and she is grown and all he can offer her now are his prayers. And his love. He gives both freely and if her poem is to be believed, she knows this. He will have to come to terms with many things, and he does not want to. But he has come to understand that it is not just Eärien he fears he is losing.

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[isilwhore]

Isildur cursed that whole army for thousands of years! He’s so cruel, no wonder he took the Ring, blah blah blah…

(Do people say this or am I making it up? I don’t know, it seems everyone hates Isildur for some weird reason)

Anyway, yes, of course he would curse these Sauron-loving traitors. But let me offer another reason why he was big mad…

Picture this: He’s gathering allies across Middle-earth but he’d very much like to get back to Imladris for the birth of his fourth son, OK? And these terrible Men of the Mountains have wasted his time, he’s extra pissed. So cut the man some slack for unleashing his wrath on the oathbreakers.

I mean, Isildur doesn’t even have the power to enforce this, it’s their own fault for swearing it!

(He makes it back in time for little Val’s arrival, btw. Because I say so)

[vintonharper]

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Updated this fic...

Eärien arrives in Andúnië and settles in for a chat with Estrid. Featuring art by @sluttyseacadet

[vintonharper]

Isildur has always believed in the tradition. The Valar will whisper his son’s name to him when the child is born. He has hoped that he would hear something by now, as Estrid is deep in her condition. Though as the weeks pass and the expected time grows closer, he spends evening after evening in solemn solitary prayer and still he hears nothing. He attempts to ease his mind with the thought that his coming child is a daughter and so it is Estrid to whom the tidings will be brought. Estrid wonders aloud at times if she will deemed worthy of such knowledge, but Isildur has no doubts. About his wife, he admits. He fears that he has not received the message because he has been judged unfit by the Valar, and the evidence will be clear to all when he has no name to give his newborn child.

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