doesn’t like the name his wife gives their son, Umbarto, pretends to mishear it and calls him Ambarto instead
starts a linguistics war
invents the internet
has the power to revive the holy light of heaven, doesn’t
keeps the holy light in his basement instead
MELKOR HIMSELF, Actually Satan and most powerful being in the entire world, comes to his house, Fëanor calls him a “jail-crow of Mandos” and slams the door in his face
an angel comes to stop him from rebelling against heaven, Fëanor gives such a rousing speech that the angel bows, says ok and leaves
sets his youngest son on fire
fights all the Balrogs by himself
corpse explodes out of sheer rage
Imagine Eonwë reporting back to Manwë though, like…how did that even go down??
Manwë: So, did you stop them?
Eonwë: No
Manwë: What? Why not?!
Eonwë: He…..yelled at me
Manwë: And?!
Eonwë: It was very intimidating
Manwë: *facepalms forever*
More Best Of Fëanor:
Namó: You’re in a fuckton of trouble you little bastard don’t you even think bout going to Beleriand unless you wanna get exiled the fuck out of here forever, I got enough Doom of the Noldor for everyone