#glorthelion

[nulelirie]

🙈 Old Glorthelion doodle 🙈. Drunk elves (or elflings? lol 🤣) and silly hair braiding (*giggles*)

P.S. Thanks for all the follows, likes, comments, and shares of my last blog 🥰🫶! Luv u all <3

[flnno]

This is my first work with color, I hope you like it.

I spent a REALLY LOT of time on this.

[misswhalie]

Hello! I'm happy to present my work for @tolkienrsb this year!

What are Glorfindel and Ecthelion chatting about? Well, you'll have to read the beautiful fic by @allythistle to find out! It's a great one, you might shed a happy tear :)

[azaisya]

"I will see thee again one day."

Day 5 (Fall of Gondolin | The Balrog | Battle) for @glorfindelweek!

so does anybody remember when i drew a fluffy glorfindel and ecthelion piece and said i had an angstier sequel. and then i never finished it. here it is three and a half years later

[neldeathstar]

✨The rise of Gondolin ✨

Do you recognize all characters :D? I just love Gondolin and everything about it ❤️

[daily-smol-silm]

Day #102 - Dance

Trying to draw more dynamic poses :)

[valinorianyears]

Glorfindel and Ecthelion finally getting married

(They’re so in love your Honour)

[radjerda]

Sometimes your mind wanders while drawing characters hugging and you wonder: "What if Glorfindel ended up back in Valinor again, talked his way into going back to Middle Earth a second time, and then he decided to smuggle Ecthelion back with him?"

This was followed up with: "It would be funny if they were really bad at it."

Close-ups of the doodles and what I like to call them:

"The Hug that Started it All"

2. "A Brainstorming Session"

3. "Cloak Attempt #1 - In Which Glorfindel Realizes He Needs More Cloak"

4. "Cloak Attempt #2 - Sure, Ecthelion Can Crouch-Walk Out of Valinor"

[nulelirie]

Ahhh first post on Tumblr (*nervous chuckles*), a Glorthelion fan art for one of my favorite talented writers @a-tehta !

After reading the amazing fic "Sparring" on my bday (yes I'm the same birthday girl in the comment lol), I just couldn't stop imagining their first night on the ship & how great it would feel again to be able to snuggle together after centuries separation😍! So I just have to draw it down (*chuckles again*)

[glorf1ndel]

congratulations! please, glorfindel and/or ecthelion? :3c

Thank you! Here, I wrote a sappy little Glorfindel/Ecthelion marriage fic for you. <3

Green and Yellow

On ordinary days, Ecthelion only ever wore silver, blue, or black. One would be hard-pressed to find him in any other color. His friends joked that he only wore the colors of the moon and night sky. But today was no ordinary day. It was Ecthelion's wedding day, and he was clothed in... Green and yellow.

"Can't I just wear white?" He had asked Glorfindel, his future husband. White was a popular color at weddings, after all. Yet Gondolin had a custom that when Elves of different houses married, they wore each others' house colors to their wedding. Glorfindel found this delightful, but he looked good in any color. By contrast, yellow and green washed out Ecthelion's skin and made him look like a wilting daisy. Of course, Glorfindel had begged, pleaded, and promised to wear silver and blue himself, so Ecthelion had agreed to honor Glorfindel's house colors.

And now the time had come for them to walk down the aisle together. That was another tradition among the Gondolindrim, one that Ecthelion appreciated. Instead of one spouse waiting for another at the end of the aisle, they would stride toward the officiant together. Ecthelion and Glorfindel had planned the ceremony such that they would climb a hill together, to find the wedding party and their officiant, King Turgon, waiting for them at the top. So Ecthelion met Glorfindel alone at the bottom of the hill. Glorfindel looked stunning, wearing a silver suit, with his hair tied up in a blue bow.

What Ecthelion did not expect was Glorfindel's reaction to his outfit, a long yellow and green robe with an elegant train. Suddenly, Glorfindel clasped his hands to his mouth and began to sob.

“That bad?” Ecthelion quipped.

“What? No!” Glorfindel laughed a little, wiping his eyes. “You just look beautiful.”

Ecthelion could not help the smile that crept onto his face.

“I always knew you were a charmer.”

Glorfindel reached for his hand.

“Let’s get married?” He asked, as if there were a question in Ecthelion’s mind. But the Lord of the Fountain had no doubts. Even this green and yellow outfit was all right, if it meant he could hold Glorfindel’s hand for the rest of their lives.

“Let’s get married.”

[misswhalie]

Fireside chat / Glorfindel / Ecthelion

[elegie0-0]

p1&2 Helcaraxel hugging to warm

p3 Ecthelion with depression of kinslaying, yelled by Glorfindel: u deserve what u've got

still old sketches!

[neldeathstar]

The Gondolin boys 😎

Maybe….but just maybe it shows a little that he's the king's nephew 🤔😁… So much love for little mole ❤️

Glorfindel, Ecthelion, Maeglin and Salgant

[tathrin]

End of Year Fic Recs!

Recommend up to 5 series or multi-chapter fics from 2023 that everyone should read (multi-year WIPs count, if the last update was in 2023).

Recommend up to 5 single chapter fics/one-shots (long or short) from 2023 that everyone should read.

Recommend up to 5 fics NOT from 2023 that everyone should read (oldies but goodies).

Recommend up to 5 of your own fics (completed or WIP) from 2023 that everyone should read.

I have decided to include only Tolkien-fics, because that is the majority of what I've read (and written) this year; and because if I did not find some way to restrict myself, I would never be able to narrow things down to list only five, wtfffff.

5 Series/Multi-chapter Fics:

The Harrowing by Chthonion

The Last War Of The North by baby_bat_98

seabird by welcoming_disaster

This Strange and Needful Desire by katajainen

The Flower and the Fountain by sallysavestheday

5 One Chapter/Oneshot Fics:

Elf-Dwarf Coupling by welcoming_disaster

What Makes Us Monsters by theScrap_Witch

Red paint by AroaceMoron

A Mighty Shot in the Darkness by sallysavestheday

sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines by welcoming_disaster

5 Pre-2023 Fics:

By the Living by Roselightfairy

Lied: Lay My Heart Naked by Laura JV (laurajv)

1001 ways of confessing your love: Gigolas edition by katajainen

Tainted Meat by lynndyre

Across the Table by Tuginda

5 of My Fics from 2023:

And In The Darkness To Unmake Them (wip)

The Last Temptation of Narvi of Khazad-dûm

Fives Times Gimli Died (And One Time He Didn't)

On the Far Side of the Sundering Sea

Blows Uncounted

Ooh thank you so much for tagging me in this @sallysavestheday it was really fun to go back through my bookmarks (and check all the dates whoops) and remember some of the great stories I've read this year!

Lots of Legolas and Gimli in there (shocking no one!) but a couple of Celebrimbor-focused stories and a few other tales as well; and every one of them a gem and a masterpiece. Please go read them all, and leave their authors some love in the comments to close-out this long year!

I shall tag, if any of you have not done this yet already: @bifuriouswaterbender @babybat98 @aroace-moron @storytellingdreamer @estel-of-the-eyrie @roselightfairy @thescrapwitch

[cilil]

Can I request kiss for Glorthelion? (Dark romance)

AN: Sure thing! Hope you like what I came up with ^^

dark romance prompts

♡ prompt: kiss & somnophilia (spicy bingo) | Ecthelion x Glorfindel ♡ synopsis: Ecthelion is jealous of Glorfindel's other lovers and decides to stake his claim in a different manner ♡ warnings: kissing while asleep (bit of non-consensual somnophilia), jealous Ecthelion, hints at the "sex addict Glorfy" headcanon (the server crew knows) ♡ short oneshot (~650 words)

Dawn broke over the Hidden City, yet its lords remained in slumber after a long night of revelry. 

Save one.

Ecthelion sat on the floor of King Turgon's hall, half-empty goblet in hand, and listened to the quiet sound of birdsong and the occasional snoring from the other attendees who had fallen asleep in various odd places. He had eyes for only one of them, however – Glorfindel, languidly resting on a nearby couch and lost in deep slumber. His hair was all over the pillows and falling down the seat as if someone had spilled liquid gold on it, messy yet no less marvellous, and his plump lips were still wet from the wine he had consumed and swollen from the kisses he had received. 

The Lord of the House of the Golden Flower was, as was no secret among the Lords of Gondolin, quite fond of the company of men and women alike and took many lovers, spending as much, if not more time enjoying the pleasures of flesh as he did eating, drinking and socialising. Ecthelion, too, had received his favour earlier, though now that he beheld him once again, content and seemingly innocent in his sleep, he found his desire reawakened; and alongside it a different longing. 

He would fain have had Glorfindel to himself for the entire night, enjoying his wonderful body time and time again until they both passed out. As wine had continued to loosen his tongue, he had even begged him to stay and not seek out another, yet the golden-haired warrior had merely responded to his request with playful laughter and slipped out of his grasp. 

Jealousy had taken hold within Ecthelion then. He knew he had no right to claim Glorfindel for himself and attempted to remind himself of that fact, but he couldn't help it. Seeing him in the arms of another not even an hour after their parting had caused a sharp sting of displeasure to mar his enjoyment of the festivities, and he had spent the night brooding in a corner and watching the other attendees entertain the man he wished to be with. 

Yet now, everything was over, he was the only one left conscious and Glorfindel was right there, no other attempting to take him for themselves. No hands on him, no lips kissing his, no warm bodies pressed against him, skin on skin. 

Ecthelion set down his goblet as quietly as he could. He was no longer thirsty; rather it was hunger that plagued him now. 

With slow, careful steps, he walked over to the couch and climbed on top of the sleeping warrior as elegantly as his current state would allow, one knee between his legs, hands on both sides of his head as if to cage him. 

Glorfindel did not wake. His eyelids fluttered, and he turned his head slightly while muttering something under his breath; but he continued to sleep, blissfully unaware. Ecthelion beheld him for a moment, smiling to himself. How wonderful it would be if he could wake up to such a sight every day, if only the Lord of the House of the Golden Flower would be his. 

Gingerly, he leaned down and pressed his lips against Glorfindel's. The kiss was tender at first, though Ecthelion swiftly grew bolder once he sensed that his slumbering lover wasn't waking up. It even seemed to him as if it was reciprocated, sleepily and sloppily; perhaps, he thought, his dreams were just as lewd as his conduct, and the thought excited him. 

Still, kisses were all Ecthelion dared to take – one more, two, three, four, until he finally had his fill, withdrawing with a pleased sigh. These were his and his alone, and he would now be the last to have kissed Glorfindel for the night, so that his touch would linger at least for a time. 

Thanks for reading!

[annoyinglandmagazine]

The Great Finwean House party

‘Nolofinwe’s on the way home!!! The dinner at grandads just finished the lights are off at the banquet hall!’ Aegnor’s yell over the noise in the house made Turgon freeze from where he was fetching another bottle of wine. ‘Oh fuck,’ and they set into motion trying to sort out this situation before they all got disowned. The first thing to catch his attention was the presence of several wild animals including a fucking stag so Turgon went looking for Tyelko and his darling little sister. They were trying to wrestle a moose, because of course they were and Tyelko was wearing disturbingly little clothing, though that may be down to the game of strip poker he recalls Glorfindel initiating earlier. It could also be down to the fact that Tyelko is always naked by the end of these things whether there’s an explanation or not. This may take a while. Aegnor also decided to go looking for his sister first, he had been thinking about getting Finrod, but decided he’d prefer not to be scarred for life. Artanis seemed to be in the process of fighting Argon and Curufin at once, seemingly over a game of cards. She was winning. He tried to pull her back but was met with a knee in certain reproductive organs. It was kind of on him, Artanis was always an aggressive drunk and he was fairly certain everyone had had a minimum of three bottles by now.

He decided to take a tactical retreat, and went to find Nelyo instead. He was the responsible one, he’d be able to take charge. Anyway he was the only one with any sort of success record in dealing with the rest of the Feanorians. He should have been expecting it. Rule number 1 of Finwean house parties (aside from the obvious don’t tell anyones parents rules) was that you should leave Maedhros alone during the course of the event. And preferably until the next morning just in case. This was the only rule the Feanorians all followed at all times and for good reason. He walked into the room he’d seen Nelyo disappear into just after ‘knife throwing for heavy drinkers’ and immediately wanted to bleach his eyes out. Findekano and Maedhros both seemed pretty preoccupied and didn’t even seem to see him come him. He decided to just yell ‘Nolofinwe’s coming’ from the hallway. It had the desired effect and they came scrambling out moments later trying to drunkenly find all the clasps on their clothing. Maedhros went bright red when he saw Aegnor in the doorway and opened his mouth to explain but Aegnor cut him off, simply saying ‘just lock the damn door next time.’ The venture turned out not to have been a complete disaster because Maedhros did end up taking charge. He seemed to flip a switch and when he raised his voice the entire house stopped what they were doing. ‘Ok everyone you know the drill! Nolofinwe’s getting back here soon and if any of our parents find out even a fraction of what we were doing tonight they will never trust any of us alone again!’ he was impressively authoritative for someone who had very obviously just been getting a blowjob less than five minutes ago.‘Tyelko, Irisse, I swear to the Valar if you haven’t got all the animals out of the house in ten minutes….,’ Tyelko groaned ‘on it, on it.’ ‘Good, Artanis, let go of Curvo and help him wipe the blood off the table,’ Artanis gave him a glare and for a second Aegnor thought she might refuse, she was the only one that would ever dream of disobeying the eldest, but eventually she seemed to decide it wasn’t worth her while. ‘Moryo, put down the knife, I know Angrod’s a brat but there’s enough blood from the drinking games already, help me out here,’ Caranthir relented with one last threat to his cousin before moving to help clean up.

‘Maglor, please stop singing, they’ll be able to tell you’re here from a mile away, and Finrod!’ he yelled up the stairs now, ‘put your clothes back on!’ ‘How do you know what I’m doing?’ was the reply. ‘Well are you or the approximately two people in the room with you wearing clothes? No? Thought not. Get sorted the fuck out. Same goes for you Glorfindel! And Ecthelion I guess.’ and then with a look of horror Maedhros looked around frantically ‘No one invited the Ambarussa right?’ ‘No, of course not, we must preserve the innocents, what you think we’re fucking mental,’ was the general consensus. Maedhros breathed a sigh of relief ‘Alright everyone let’s get to work!’

With that they all scampered about, defying all logic and cleaning faster than they would have were they even remotely sober. These things were a base instinct at this point though, and there was no trace of any of it in half an hour. ‘Scatter!’ was the final yell from Tyelko, and they seemed to melt into the walls slipping out windows and back doors with one final word of ‘same time next month?’