r-navy:

Maeglin - Lord of the House of the Mole  :D

r-navy:

Maeglin - Lord of the House of the Mole  :D

    textsfromthesilm:

art by gold-seven

    textsfromthesilm:

    art by gold-seven

      Union of Peace || Arranged Marriage AU || Fin&Thel

      goldenglorfindel:

      ecthelion-of-the-fountain:

      "I thought about the river. It’s not too far but a pleasant place, very good for swimming." He answered as they nudged their horses and rode beside one another. "Some find it funny how much my house name seems to fit my love for water…" He added, glancing at the other and trying to keep this neutral, friendly appearance, this tone of casual conversation even if his heart was still filled with doubts and regrets. "… But I truly do love swimming and long baths…" What was he even talking about? Such idiotic topic. But then again, what were they supposed to talk about in this situation? Politics? Go over why this was happening to them again? Ehtele didn’t think he could endure such conversation and retain his honour.

      "What about you, lord Laurefindil? Do you like swimming? Riding? Hunts? If I may ask, that is." He added, truly not meaning to pry, to push him even a bit too far. But his previous statement was true, he feared the silence between them more than anything else. More than the wedding night itself, perhaps… Though that was a terrifying thought as well and caused his expression to tighten for a moment. He didn’t want to think about it, didn’t want to imagine it. What had to be done would be one but when the time came for it.

      The horse he rode seemed to know the path well and Laurefindil found himself able to let her walk without guide which allowed him the freedom to look about himself at the place where he’d been brought. He hadn’t thought to do so when they arrived the previous evening. his mind had been far to busy for sightseeing and all his efforts had been focused in presenting himself properly with his parents on either side when introduced to his…future spouse’s…parents. He had hardly dared look up to meet their eyes let alone glance about him at the flora and fauna.

      Now? Now he supposed he could afford to do so more freely. First impressions had already been and passed and whatever they’d thought of him he had yet to find out. Not that it had mattered too much, grandson of the High King and everything considered.

      "You may ask," he answered slowly, "I like them all well enough, though perhaps the hunt the least of those activities you listed. Swimming I prefer in the light of Tilperion, when the waters are silver and deep dark blue. Riding I like across the great plains when I can gallop and have the wind rushing past…" He became aware that he’d been perhaps rambling and bit his lip, once again with warm cheeks. "I like all manor of things, yes."

      He couldn’t help noticing that blush, yet again covering his companion’s cheeks while he spoke. It was beautiful, in such a pure way, innocent one might say. But he didn’t wish for Laurefindil to be uncomfortable around him, not more than couldn’t be helped given the circumstances. So he decided to continue talking, letting the other just listen if that was what seemed to be slightly easier for him.

      "My cousins complain about my hunting, I’m simply no good with a bow." He confessed, yet again making himself speak freely of things, trying to forget the heaviness between them. "Arrows just won’t listen and it always seems the winds carry them rather than my aim. But I have hardly a match with a blade, if I might say something so immodest."

        befanini:

Glorfindel by kimberly80

        befanini:

        Glorfindel by kimberly80

          goldenglorfindel:

          heavenlyeros:

          so I made stickers for all the lovely people norgwaloth has met.

          ingwionthevanya wearing a flower crown, vardathestarkindler being an elf, starofradiance getting his portrait painted as is worthy of a king, valiantfindekano being very tall, alannada not getting along with the sea, goldenglorfindel… Naur only needs a strand, but on second thought it might be safer to cut all of it, maaaglooor I could not think of a better response to our thread, narwafinda “Did I break the human?”

          you’re all awesome~

          //I had to reply - my muse just went ‘nooooooooo!’ in my head! But seriously, you’re a very talented person - thank you!

            billbezy:


bubbles

            billbezy:

            bubbles

              Union of Peace || Arranged Marriage AU || Fin&Thel

              goldenglorfindel:

              ecthelion-of-the-fountain:

              "And am I to believe you will find me so captivating?” A glint of smile crossed his features, a shadow of mirth and slight teasing this words would normally cause. If it wasn’t for the circumstances, for the iron grip of forced responsibility… It would just be easier. To smile, to talk, to joke. He chuckled, even if with the echo of sadness in it still.

              "Perhaps that wouldn’t be so bad." He added, somewhat thoughtful and gazing at the sky because he wasn’t sure if the words would leave him if he met Laurefindil’s eyes. "If we had more time and normal circumstances… " He stopped. It was silly thinking and he scolded himself mentally for it. It’d be too naive to think they could just fall in love and make this all easy. It was unfair to even propose such thing. Perhaps Laurefindil already had a lover? Someone he was willing to offer his heart to? The fate was too cruel on them…

              Their horses were brought, a pair of bay mares, one with a white star on her forehead and she was led to Laurefindil, the servant telling him her name as he offered him the reins. Ehtele mounted his own horse, patting her neck lightly and waiting for the other to be ready as well.

              He took the offered leather straps and with a soft hand brushed over her velvet nose, a few well chosen words whispered under his breath to make her acquaintance and he went to her side to swing himself up deftly onto her back and setted himself there, patting her neck as Ehtele did the same as he leaned forward. Looking to the other and he offered him a nod, a small smile to show he was ready and lightly nudged his heels into her flanks to urge her forward. 

              "Where are we riding to?" he asked quietly as they headed out of the courtyard, the horses hooves clattering upon the stones echoing around them, "I wouldn’t suggest we go such a distance less it be thought we did something rash…" Not that there was much they were in danger of doing. A pair of youngsters thrown into an impossible situation…whilst upon an island where gods walked freely…Nay. 

              He didn’t know what to say if truth be told. He was usually so open, so friendly with people and saw the good in situations whenever he could. He was teased for his optimism, but he knew it wasn’t blind. He was no fool, more that he didn’t see the point in griping and moaning when there was smiling and laughter as an alternative. This though? Ai…he really was having his nature tested.

              "I thought about the river. It’s not too far but a pleasant place, very good for swimming." He answered as they nudged their horses and rode beside one another. "Some find it funny how much my house name seems to fit my love for water…" He added, glancing at the other and trying to keep this neutral, friendly appearance, this tone of casual conversation even if his heart was still filled with doubts and regrets. "… But I truly do love swimming and long baths…" What was he even talking about? Such idiotic topic. But then again, what were they supposed to talk about in this situation? Politics? Go over why this was happening to them again? Ehtele didn’t think he could endure such conversation and retain his honour.

              "What about you, lord Laurefindil? Do you like swimming? Riding? Hunts? If I may ask, that is." He added, truly not meaning to pry, to push him even a bit too far. But his previous statement was true, he feared the silence between them more than anything else. More than the wedding night itself, perhaps… Though that was a terrifying thought as well and caused his expression to tighten for a moment. He didn’t want to think about it, didn’t want to imagine it. What had to be done would be one but when the time came for it.

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                  cosmic-wanker:

                  The Uruk-Hai

                  Possibly the best song from all of the LOTR movies EVER. (For me, anyway.) 

                  Listen to it and tell me you don’t get feels.

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                  goldenglorfindel:

                  ecthelion-of-the-fountain:

                  goldenglorfindel:

                  "Then that’s what you’ll have." He raised his head and looked into beautiful grey eyes and smiled tenderly, "But only if you’ll allow me to make it up to you tomorrow. Properly, with a day of doing whatever you like." He leaned and kissed him gently and carefully, eyes closing and a soft sigh escaping.

                  "Forgive your foolish dolt of a husband for having the blunt thinking of a warrior?" Glorfindel’s smile was lopsided and he gave a soft huff of amusement, "and there I was listening to Erestor drone on about grain supplies and payment for lumber these past few hours when I could have been here with good excuse…let us make up for it."

                  "A day of doing nothing and everything together does sound wonderful." He agreed with a smile, leaning into him and nuzzling his neck where he kissed before, chuckling at his words about Erestor and the council meeting. He was quite glad he didn’t have a house to govern here and could do as he pleased, giving flute lessons and taking care of their son.

                  "Now, my Golden Flower, about that making up…" He purred playfully against his neck, finding just the rights spots to kiss and suck on while his hands stroked down Fin’s chest and to his belt.

                  Humming contentedly again and pretty soon he forgot that he was supposed to be feeling guilty about forgetting the day. Unsurprising really though and certainly not just because of Ehtele’s distracting actions, though they certainly were a distraction! He was Eldar, they both were and the tradition of keeping anniversaries and begatting days wasn’t something they did so much. Perhaps they had, he recalled, back in Aman when the years were so long and it took many times longer for them to roll back around, but here the seasons were short and all too soon the next year rolled around. It was the blink of an eye to them.

                  Turning his head and he searched out Ehtele’s lips, a hand helping to turn his cheek. “”I love you Vanimaer,” he told him, “thank you for coming to me.”

                  "Always." He said in retutrn, kissing him back with all the love and passing it to him through not only his actions but their bond as well. A blessing he appreciated even more now that he has tasted the life without it.

                  But he didn’t want to let thoughts of those painful moments spoil this moment for him and he pushed them away, leaning closer into his spouse, turning their kiss more passionate. His fingers found Fin’s belt quickly and he undid it with ease, then unfastening his trousers and pulling at them with a mix of impatience and eagerness.

                    Diamonds ||

                    goldenglorfindel:

                    ecthelion-of-the-fountain:

                    "Tis alright." He smiled, wrapping his arms around him and holding him closely, sending him waves of affection through their bond to chase away his worry. "You’ve been busy and El kept us more than occupied." He added, turning his head slightly to nuzzle Fin’s soft, golden locks.

                    "And besides, you know I care little for gifts when compared to your company. It was a wonderful night a year ago, to finally feel you again after so long…" He continued softly as he pulled back to look at him with a smile and full of emotion. "I want the same tonight. To feel you. Be one with you. It’s all I want, Malthener."

                    "Then that’s what you’ll have." He raised his head and looked into beautiful grey eyes and smiled tenderly, "But only if you’ll allow me to make it up to you tomorrow. Properly, with a day of doing whatever you like." He leaned and kissed him gently and carefully, eyes closing and a soft sigh escaping.

                    "Forgive your foolish dolt of a husband for having the blunt thinking of a warrior?" Glorfindel’s smile was lopsided and he gave a soft huff of amusement, "and there I was listening to Erestor drone on about grain supplies and payment for lumber these past few hours when I could have been here with good excuse…let us make up for it."

                    "A day of doing nothing and everything together does sound wonderful." He agreed with a smile, leaning into him and nuzzling his neck where he kissed before, chuckling at his words about Erestor and the council meeting. He was quite glad he didn’t have a house to govern here and could do as he pleased, giving flute lessons and taking care of their son.

                    "Now, my Golden Flower, about that making up…" He purred playfully against his neck, finding just the rights spots to kiss and suck on while his hands stroked down Fin’s chest and to his belt.