kanafinwhy:

Hi my name is Curufinwë Fëanáro Finwion and I have long ebony black hair that reaches my mid-back and eyes like silver fire (that’s how I got my name) and a lot of people I tell me I look like my mother Míriel Þerindë (AN: if you don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!) I’m not related to Rúmil but I wish I was because he’s a great linguist and a major fucking hottie. I’m an elf and my ears are straight and pointy. I’m also a prince, of the Ñoldor in Tirion in Valinor, where I’m my father’s true heir (I’m the firstborn). I’m a smith (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly armour. I love the forge and make all of my jewels there. For example today I was wearing a silver breastplate, with a red cloak and a war helm with matching red plume and carrying a sword. I was walking beside the Mindon Eldaliéva. The Trees had been killed so there was no light and my Silmarils were locked away back in Formenos, which I was very happy about. The Valar and my half-brother stared at me. I put my middle finger up at them.