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glorfindel-of-imladris · 8 months ago
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🦉 For the bird ask game!
"Careful, Your Majesty," came a voice beside Gil-galad. "You are straying a bit too close to 'obvious' this evening. I advise you let your eyes linger elsewhere, if at least for an hour."
"I beg your pardon, Counsellor Erestor." Gil-galad straightened his back against the uncomfortable throne and willed his eyes to stay on the dance floor. "Where did you say my eyes were straying?"
"I do not know, Sire. Where were His Majesty’s eyes straying?" asked the counsellor. "You need not tell me, but wherever it was, I am only saying that you may want to look elsewhere."
"Duly noted. Thank you."
It took only a moment, a beat in the music and a turn in the dancing before them, before Erestor was speaking again.
"I mean he does look good tonight."
Against his better judgment, Gil-galad glanced to where the impertinent adviser told him not to look.
"He was telling me earlier about the journey. He reports that Númenor is thriving beyond expectations." He paused—for effect, Gil-galad was sure, because Erestor was nothing if not dramatic, however vehemently he denied it. “The fair weather also seems to have given him a good tan."
Gil-galad sighed. "Erestor, I thought you said not to look? That does not help."
"Consider it a test of will, Sire. It is good exercise from time to time."
The old king rolled his eyes. Some days he wondered why he kept this Elf at court.
"You do not think he is too young?" he found himself unwisely asking.
"I think too young is the least of your concerns." Erestor's voice, at least, was thankfully discreet. "He is your cousin, your charge, he cannot give you heirs, and worst, he has atrocious organisation skills and training him in this has thus far been a nightmare."
"Yes, that is indeed the worst of it all."
"But his heart is golden and pure,” continued Erestor, “and he thinks the best of everyone. It is admirable, if a bit naïve, but you can trust no other more."
“Not even you?”
“You think me trustworthy, Sire?”
“Ah. Good point.”
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sihtryggr · 26 days ago
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annoyinglandmagazine · 5 months ago
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Gil Galad: I trust the Feanorians to act in Elrond’s best interest. Not mine, or Lindon’s, or even Arda’s as a whole - but definitely Elrond’s.
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havenotwillnotreadthebooks · 9 months ago
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I love the idea of Gil-Galad just being A Guy while Elrond and Celebrimbor are insane, actually.
Consider;
Elrond, so pissed that the indoor plants are rattling: Fuck That Courtier 👁️⭐️🗡️
Gil-Galad, wondering if he can still eat his salad if it’s sprouted ominous flowers: Yeah, what a bitch.
And
Celebrimbor, setting a jar on Gil-Galad’s desk: I have discovered a new chemical 😁
The Chemical™️: *eats through the jar, eats through Gil-Galad’s desk, sizzling as it tries to eat through the stone flooring*
Gil-Galad, seeing an Opportunity: can you move the jar a little to the left? That’s where the complaints from Lord Oropher are stacked.
Love the idea of Gil being a regular dude while his alleged cousins are the resident eldritch horror and the mad scientist next door.
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inthehouseoffinwe · 1 month ago
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Introducing… Spear Wielding Elrohir!!!
Hc that Elrohir is a master spearsman. We’re talking near Gil Galad levels here, nigh unbeatable by most others. Ofc it helps that he’s been trained by masters of the First, Second and Third Ages but the skill is something that makes people silently hope one day they can see him take on Gil Galad.
Elrond first notices his inclination for a spear. He sees the movements and strategies his younger son prefers and when Glorfindel comes to him one day saying Elrohir’s good with a sword, but it doesn’t seem to fit right, Elrond immediately hands him a spear.
“Try this.”
Because Ereinion told him of his own long journey to spear wielding, taught Elrond how to recognise soldiers who have a proclivity towards it. But more than that the King and his Herald often sparred and it’s hard to forget the style of someone as skilled as Gil Galad.
Elrohir of course takes to it like a duck to water and soon enough it’s his primary weapon. He still primarily sticks to a sword to better compliment the Dúnedain he so often fights beside, but when it’s just him and his brother or if there’s a serious battle, Elrohir’s spear has orcs fleeing, reminded of another spear an Age ago that was instrumental in their Master’s defeat.
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kitcat22 · 1 year ago
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Another funnier option would be that neither of them found out until after Elros’ marriage when some confusion arose between Elros and his Wife. Elros then frantically writes to Elrond to ask him what sex is and how it works. Elrond, who has no idea what Elros is talking about, brings this up to Gil Galad, Galadriel and Celebrimbor after a council meeting at which point all three remember, with no small amount of panic, what they forgot to discuss with the twins. This results in one of Gondor’s archives/museums having a stack of letters adressed to Elros Tar Minyatur sent by several famous historical elves. Unfortunately due to the age of the letters and the fact they were written in ancient elvish no one can read them but its is assumed they were important diplomatic messages. If they could read them, the scholars of Gondor might be a little suprised and confused why the adult King of Numenor had received multiple, quite lengthy letters detailing how sex works.
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theconstellationprincess · 26 days ago
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Whumptober Day 15: Painful Hug, "I did good, right?"
After the battle, back in Lindon, Elrond and Gil-galad talk. Gil-galad is proud of his herald, even if Elrond does not seem to believe it.
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Before they could begin preparing for the next fight, they had to recuperate from the last one. Elrond worked with the healers for the most part, though he was occasionally part of the meetings. It was odd to now be invited to the meetings that he had so desperately wanted to attend a few short months ago, and dread them. He only sees Gil-galad in the meetings- It is not that he is avoiding his High King but he does not want to face the disappointment he knows he will see in Gil-galad's eyes. The High King will try to hide it, of course, Elrond knows that Gil-galad does not wish to cause him any emotional harm, but Elrond failed him. Failed everyone.
This avoidance is why, upon finding Gil-galad standing near the entrance of the healing halls, Elrond freezes in place. The herbs in his hands fall from his slackened grip, and he blinks, brought back to reality. “High King,” Elrond greets, voice shaking slightly as he stoops to gather the dropped plants. He had been in the processing of rebundling them, so most of them had spread across the floor. He inhaled sharply when he saw Gil-galad bend in the corner of his vision, carefully averting his gaze and continuing his task. “Thank you,” Elrond whispers when they both stand and Gil-galad hands him a few of the scattered plants.
“Elrond, will you look at me?” There is a hand on Elrond’s chin, tilting it up, but he keeps his eyes facing downwards. If he can postpone this a little longer, even if just for a moment, maybe he will finally be prepared to face the hatred, the shame, the disappointment that will look back at him. He had known Gil-galad for a very long time, and to even consider the fact that he had ruined one of his oldest friendships was almost to much to bear. “Elrond.” Gil-galad’s voice is scolding now, but there is a desperation in his voice that catches Elrond off guard, and he looks towards his High King. 
He does not see anything he had expected to see, the gaze is clear of anger, instead filled with concern and hurt. Elrond swallows, breath catching in his throat, and he cannot help the way he leans into the hand holding his face, seeking the comfort. He had not considered that avoiding Gil-galad would cause any issues, but clearly it has. Elrond truly could not do anything right could he? His vision blurred and he blinked rapidly, feeling the tears fall down his cheeks until Gil-galad brushed them away. Gil-galad was always too kind to him, remains too kind to him, for he is comforting Elrond after Elrond had hurt him, had pulled away and isolated himself for no reason other than his own shame in facing his mistakes. Mistakes that, it appears, Gil-galad did not fault him for.
“What have you done to yourself, hmm? I’ve been told that you’re on edge, and don’t think I haven’t noticed that I hardly see you anymore.” Elrond opens his mouth, but his words dry up in his throat and nothing more than a whimper makes it out. Gil-galad sighs and pulls Elrond into a hug, cupping the back of his head with one hand and using the other to hold him tightly. “Shh, Elrond. The battle is over, you were good, you may take a moment to rest, just as the rest of the elves are.” The embrace is comforting, though it pains the sore spots he still has following the battle. Most of the cuts had healed, and bruises faded, but the broken ribs have taken far longer. But he dare not complain, lest Gil-galad pull away, because this was what he had been craving for so long and he has finally got it. 
“I did good?” Elrond asks into Gil-galad’s shoulder, where his head is tucked and slowly dampening the fabric with tears. There is a moment of silence that feels like it lasts an age, where Elrond feels his stomach drop, because perhaps Gil-galad did not mean his words. Gil-galad was a politician, like Elrond, and could lie easily, and Elrond would believe him. “I did good, right?” Elrond repeated, desperately, voice hoarse and shaking, but he needed to know. He needed to know that Gil-galad truly was not angry with him.
“You performed wonderfully, my dear herald. I am proud of you.” Gil-galad speaks slowly, but deliberately, his voice honest. Elrond would be suspicious, but he no longer has the energy for fighting. He collapses against his High King, legs failing beneath him and he hardly processes the grunt Gil-galad makes as he finds himself holding Elrond’s weight up. Relief overpowers Elrond, the knowledge that his High King still considers him worthy of pride, that he has not ruined their friendship as he had so feared. 
Gil-galad hums soothingly, supporting Elrond through the short walk to one of the beds nearby and sitting down with Elrond still clinging to him, now tucked against his side. It was quiet, and Elrond’s breaths were steadily slowing from panic to ease, much to Gil-galad's relief. “There’s no need to bear this burden alone,” Gil-galad murmured, his voice comforting but firm. “You have done more than enough, Elrond. You always do.” He ran his fingers through Elrond’s hair in slow strokes, and Elrond closed his eyes, exhausted, from the wild range in his emotions.
“I thought I’d disappointed you,” Elrond whispered, sniffling quietly. “I felt as though I had failed.”
Gil-galad shook his head, sighing with an exasperated fondness that made Elrond’s heart ache for his fathers. “You never disappoint me,” he said sadly, pausing his petting on Elrond’s hair to turn and look the peredhel in the eye. “You carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, and you think it’s not enough. But it is, Elrond. It always has been.”
Elrond inhales sharply, and then lets a small, hesitant smile come over his face. He had spent so long avoiding this, avoiding Gil-galad, fearing the disappointment that never came. And here, in his High King’s arms, he felt the last of his defenses crumble, and for the first time since the battle, Elrond felt safe—truly, undeniably safe. They sat there in silence, the world outside their bubble of space momentarily unimportant.
“Rest now, my herald,” Gil-galad whispered, pressing a soft kiss to the top of Elrond’s head. “There will be time for everything else later. For now, you need only to recover.”
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raointean · 2 months ago
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Robert Aramayo & Benjamin Walker Interview: The Lord of the Rings: The R...
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"The part of [Elrond] that acts on impulse..." Hmm, I wonder where we'll see that?
Also, I was thinking through this whole interview "wow, I can’t believe Gil-Galad’s from Texas!" But I googled it afterwards and apparently Ben Walker is actually from Georgia. I need to get better at recognizing accents, yikes!
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thelien-art · 1 year ago
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Ohh pride requests! May I ask for non-binary Elrond and/or aroace Gil-Galad?
Your art is always awesome, I treasure everything you've drawn for my requests <3
~ maglor-my-beloved
For you @maglor-my-beloved
Thank yoouuuu♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ you´re too sweet!
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I have a very soft spot for Elrond and Ereinion. I love them a lot♡
🏳️‍🌈CELEBRATE PRIDE WITH ME🏳️‍🌈 - send in a character or a ship with a pride flag and I´ll draw it
(The flags are on the jewelry as I wanted to add them in a more creative way than I did last year)
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strange-relics · 1 month ago
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Elrond bore three elven rings for days and weeks on the journey from Eregion to Lindon. What might that have done to him? Very slight AU in which jumping off a waterfall has consequences, but none that are more dire than the use of the elven rings of power in the presence of Elrond.
A thing that has been rattling around in my mind since the first episode, in which leaping off a cliff pales in comparison to what happens when the three rings are used for the first time and their full power is made known.
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velvet4510 · 7 months ago
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eloquentsisyphianturmoil · 4 months ago
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From the Shibboleth of Feanor: “His shield… could be seen by elvish eyes from a great distance if he stood upon a height”
Limitation: there is not always a readily available height.
Solution: there is always a readily available Elrond.
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scriberated · 13 days ago
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10 Cents & A Prayer
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Read on Ao3 Summary: Celebrían has loved Ereinion Gil-galad since she was ten years old. Now eighteen, and with war looming on the horizon, she's tired of waiting for him to notice and decides to take matters into her own hands. Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death Ships: Celebrían/Ereinion Gil-galad, Celebrían/Glorfindel (brief), Celebrían/Elrond Peredhel Tags: Modern Middle-earth, Modern Middle Earth, Celebrían/Glorfindel is brief, I write HEA's not Tragedies, Why Did I Write This?, This is a tragedy, Canonical Character Death, Bittersweet, Eventual Happy Ending, For Celebrían & Elrond Peredhel, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Car Sex, Possessive Behavior, Ever heard the song Travelin Soldier by the Chicks? this is loosely based on that
For @thrillofhope for her birthday - happy birthday!! (and i'm sorry this isn't complete... in my defense, it's going to be longer?)
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annoyinglandmagazine · 5 months ago
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Elrond after meeting Annatar: What do you call it when you have to talk to someone you’d be better off killing?
Galadriel: Politics.
Elrond: Well, I don’t like it-
Gil Galad: Few people do.
Elrond’s Feanorian supporters: I thought killing was politics.
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Hey so I finally figured out why I like Gil-Galad and Elrond’s fanon-supported relationship.
It’s the possessive adjective.
When Elrond says “my king” and emphasizes the point of Gil-Galad being both his friend, yes, but also his king, it’s a claim.
Elrond claims Gil-Galad the same way he claims Imladris.
This is my city to look after and take care of. I want it to flourish and stay safe.
This is my king to look after and take care of. I want him to flourish and be safe.
It’s the same principle. Elrond claims Gil-Galad the way he claims Imladris. He’s willing to let go when it’s time, but it’ll be painful. He wants to take care of his king, and makes sure he does well, that he is well. Elrond claims Gil-Galad the way someone claims a garden. This is mine, and i’m going to take care of it (him).
Not mine as in “this belongs to me” but mine as in “this is mine to take care of and I will.”
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windrelyn · 2 years ago
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My art for @officialtolkiensecretsanta this year!
Elrond reunions with Gil-galad at the shore of Valinor
Happy Holidays @haltiamieli !! I hope you like this gift!
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