Entry tags:
- au: magic & supernatural,
- au: modern setting,
- chaptered work,
- character: caranthir (silm),
- character: celegorm (silm),
- character: cirdan (silm),
- character: fingon (silm),
- character: rog (silm),
- fandom: the silmarillion,
- fanfiction,
- friendship,
- fusion,
- original characters,
- pre-relationship,
- series: of rivers,
- ship: maedhros/fingon,
- writing
Fic: Tributary - Chapter 10
Tributary
Fandom: The Silmarillion, Hayao Miyazaki's Spirited Away
Rating: PG13/T
Warnings: Mild child abuse/child endangerment, underage employment
Relationships: Maedhros/Fingon (pre-relationship), Fëanor/Nerdanel (background), other minor background relationships
Characters:Fingon, Maedhros, Círdan, Fingolfin, Anairë, Turgon, Aredhel, Fëanor, Caranthir, Maglor, Celegorm, Ambarussa, Nerdanel, Curufin, Curufin's Wife, Thranduil, Thranduil's Wife, Hildifons Took, Isengar Took, Rog (Tolkien), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Original Genderqueer Character(s)
Word Count: 34,139
Summary: Tributary: noun; a river or stream flowing into a larger river or lake.
Moving to another town can be difficult, especially when you're just a kid. Leaving everything you know behind - friends, classmates, teachers, the nice guy at the ice cream shop who sometimes snuck you an extra scoop - is scary, even if you know the place you're moving to.
For Findecáno, son of Ñolofinwë and Anairë, brother of Turucáno and Írissë, it's going to be even harder.
Dropped into a dangerous and treacherous world of spirits and magic, he doesn't know which way to turn, or even who he can trust, but he has to keep his feet under him in order to stay ahead of the great Sorcerer and save his family.

The next day was filled with eager anticipation for the party and their day off. Findecáno had an especially hard time keeping still when he needed to. He managed to make Celegorm rather irritated with him, but Asa was the same, and even Niphredil was excited. Findecáno had trouble getting to sleep, so he slipped out to visit his family.
“Hi!” He cried breathlessly as he skidded to a stop by the goat pens, draping himself half-over the fence. “Írissë, Turucáno, da, mam, I'm going to go to a party!” he said excitedly, and proceeded to hop the fence and fill them in on the past couple of days, cuddling his two baby siblings, furry or not.( Read more... )