#c : ecthelion

[fatepowered]

anything  in  my  power,  I  give  to  you. (for Ecthelion)

@tidalhaired / romantic declarations

--- What could he possibly ask of Elrond ?

What could he, Ecthelion, former Lord of the Fountain, ask of anyone ?

He had been given a second chance by the Valar, been allowed to return to this world, been reunited with Glorfindel, received power that he never could have dreamed of before. Here, now, in Imladris, his long fingers running softly over the cool surface of his silver flute, Ecthelion cannot imagine asking anything of Elrond.

The elf-lord's face softens into a smile, and he reaches up a hand to brush his fingers across Elrond's forehead, lightly moving Elrond's curls from his face. " Dearest Elrond, I know you are good on your word ; you have given me more than I could have ever dreamed. "

[fatepowered]

Ecthelion placed his other hand atop Elrond's, his smile full of warmth. Being reunited with Glorfindel in a place like Imladris seemed to Ecthelion to be a reward he did not deserve, though he does not question that second chance given to him by the Valar. His sacrifice in Gondolin had been driven by deep love for his city, for his people, and although Gondolin was now only a distant memory, Ecthelion's love remained, channeled now into a desire to protect the people still threatened by Sauron's darkness.

" You have grown wise in your time, Elrond, " the elf-prince said. " Glorfindel has been fortunate to accompany you for longer than I, of his own will - I do not believe that any other than perhaps King Turgon ever truly commanded him. I sense in his heart a deep love for you. " Glorfindel was a passionate being, one who could hide neither his displeasure nor his joy, and Ecthelion knew that for him to dedicate himself to a cause so completely, he must believe in it very strongly.

He turned, then, to Elrond's inquiry. " Parsing the meaning of dreams is a complex task - I understand your concern. Please, ask - I will do my best to help you decipher that which you have seen. "

Elrond knew that he was very fortunate. He wished to protect as many people as he could and chose to carry this burden, but he had no illusions of grandeur. It was only possible with the help of so many strong, honourable friends. Ecthelion was one of them, a stunning legend made flesh. Elrond could hardly believe that he was worthy of such a valiant protector but he was glad for the valley's sake.

There was no shame in accepting help from those more powerful and he would be a fool to risk the life of those under his care for the sake of preventing any chinks in his pride.

"Thank you. This means a lot to me."

He reached out to take Ecthelion's hand in his, warm to the touch. Warrior's hands, who had fought Balrogs and felt the fluttering pulse of his young father. After hearing his legend over and over again, it at times had become difficult to remember that he was a living, breathing being, who had been a child once.

"I do not expect anything from you merely because of my heritage. I accept your support readily, but I do not command you, nor do I command Glorfindel."

Elrond did occasionally order something, but the golden warrior was always free to decline, it would not be considered a disobedience. Not by Elrond.

Both lords of Gondolin had gone through the horrors of death and had emerged from the halls of Mandos changed men. Elrond had been relieved to see that the flame of their love burned as bright as ever. He enjoyed watching their tender interactions, happy that two Elves who understood each other so deeply were sheltered by his Homely House and felt safe enough to indulge in each other.

Vilya, with its brilliant blue stone gleaming in the sunlight, rested around Elrond's finger and the golden band pressed against Ecthelion's skin as their hands touched.

"At times I cannot differentiate between a dream and a glimpse into a future. If I could ask your counsel on these matters, it would bring me great comfort."

[doodle-pops]

Hi !

Great work as always Mina! I enjoyed the last one with Glorfindel. That said I have a “special” ask lol…

The fem!reader in your stories can always c*m pretty easily. I was wondering how the elves would react to a partner who has some difficulty in that aspect?

It takes her longer or she needs to be very comfortable and needs to have a lot of trust to completely let go.

Sorry if I make mistakes! English is not my first language!

Have a nice day

A/N: Yeah, I do have a thing for making reader peak quickly. hehe. It a thing of mine to make reader sensitive—let’s me have fun on the elves end. Don’t worry at all, love. I understood you perfectly. And thank you for enjoying that fic. I had loads of fun writing it!!

Patient and understanding – Has no issue taking things slowly, ensuring you feel fully comfortable and safe. Your needs come first, and they never pressure.

— Fingolfin, Finarfin, Finrod, Gil-Galad, Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, Galdor, Egalmoth, Rog, Ecthelion

Gentle but encouraging – Reassures you with warmth and patience while subtly encouraging you to let go. They believe in you and wants you to feel as good as possible.

— Maedhros, Maglor, Fingon, Turgon, Angrod, Aegnor, Glorfindel, Beleg, Gwindor, Erestor, Celebrimbor

Persistent but attentive – Determined but never reckless. They pay close attention to what you need, adapting to your comfort level while subtly pushing boundaries.

— Feanor, Curufin, Caranthir, Argon, Thingol, Maeglin

Frustrated but tries – Struggles with patience but makes an effort. They genuinely care but has a harder time fully understanding and needs reminders to slow down.

— Celegorm, Amrod, Amras

[sesamenom]

@general-illyrin @tar-thelien @who-needs-words I think you all mentioned being interested in the reverse gondolin au - is anyone interested in helping with wrangling the timelines, especially the second age stuff? Here's the current outline:

(Edit: anyone feel free to help out if you're interested!)

YT 14365 - Birth of Lomion

YT 14373/FA 1 - Death of Argon

FA

2 - Aredhel adopts Lomion

300 - Birth of Idril

316 - Turgon & Idril kidnapped by Eol

400 - Turgon & Idril rescued. Death of Eol

465 - Finrod more-peacefully passes throne to orodreth while on Quest. Everyone except beren still dies

472 - Nirnaeth. Turgon named High King of the Noldor.

476 - Turgon abdicates official title. Aredhel named High King of the Noldor.

496 - Tuor comes to Gondolin

502 - Wedding of Idril and Tuor

503 - Births of Earendil and Elwing. Idril begins to have foresight dreams about the Fall.

506 - Second Kinslaying. C^3 dead, celebrimbor stays in gondolin. Aredhel denounces the oath/kinslaying and disowns C^3

Elwing survives & is found by Oropher & Thranduil // Galadriel & Celeborn. oropher, thranduil, oropher's wife, and thranduil's then-gf // galadriel & celeborn take Elwing to Gondolin as refugees. The Silmaril is left hidden in the woods of melian's domain.

507 - Elwing comes to Gondolin.

509 - Idril captured by Morgoth. Idril reveals the location of Gondolin in exchange for an Oath to not harm her family (Turgon, Tuor, and Earendil). Idril rescued.

510 - Gondolin prepares for war with Morgoth.

513-522 - Siege of Gondolin. Deaths of Duilin and Rog. Gothmog slain by Aredhel the Huntress. First use of the Three Rings by Lomion and Celebrimbor in defense of Gondolin. House of the Hammer of Wrath destroyed.

523 - Maedhros believes a Silmaril is with Elwing at Gondolin.

525 - Earendil weds Elwing. Lomion weds ???. Adoption of Gil-Galad

532 - Births of Elrond and Elros.

538 - Third Kinslaying at Gondolin. Death of Amras. Elrond and Elros kidnapped by Maglor. Deaths of Elwing and Turgon. Second use of the Three Rings by Lomion and Celebrimbor. Deaths of Maedhros and Aredhel. Lomion named King of Gondolin and High King of the Noldor. Deaths of Salgant, Penlod, and Tuor. Earendil named Lord of the House of the Wing.

540-549 - War declared between Gondolin and the Feanorians of Himring over the Third Kinslaying and kidnapping of Princes Elrond and Elros.

549 - Elrond and Elros recovered. Feanorians and Gondolin severely weakened. Celebrimbor // Gil-Galad declared heir to the High Kingship.

552-554 - Second Siege & Fall of Gondolin. Third use of the Three Rings by Lomion and Celebrimbor. Deaths of Ecthelion, Glorfindel, Egalmoth, and Turgon. Idril and Celebrimbor lead survivors through the Secret Way.

555 - Gondolithlim refugees arrive at Sirion.

556 - Idril departs for Valinor.

558 - Earendil searches for Valinor.

560 - Havens of Sirion destroyed by Morgoth. Gondolithlim/Doriathrim survivors scattered. Elrond and Elros rescued (as adults) by Maglor.

572 - Morgoth controls Beleriand. Earendil and reembodied Elwing come to Valinor and rally the Host.

575-617 - War of Wrath

618 - Maglor claims the Silmaril from Eonwe's camp and casts himself into the Sea. Death of Maglor.

620 - End of the First Age.

SA

1 - Founding of the Grey Havens and Lindon under High King Lomion

2 - Elros becomes the first King of Numenor

c. 500 - Sauron returns to Middle-Earth in the East.

650 - Eregion is founded

1000 - Galadriel is given Vilya; Lomion wields Nenya

1170 - Annatar comes to Lindon and Lomion turns him away. Lomion warns Celebrimbor of Eregion of his suspicions.

1200 - Annatar comes to Eregion. Celebrimbor takes him in to monitor.

1250 - Celebrimbor creates the Seven; Lomion creates the Nine.

1410 - Annatar is kicked out of Eregion.

1600 - The One Ring is forged. Sauron remains in hiding.

1610 - Sauron begins to gather and prepare armies in the East.

1673 - War of the Elves and Sauron begins.

1675 - Sauron invades Eriador.

1677 - Fall of Ost-in-Edhil. Celebrimbor and Lomion remain at the House of the Mirdain. Death of Celebrimbor in battle // Fourth use of the Three in battle. Sauron does not learn of the Seven. Founding of Imladris.

1678 - Sauron defeated by the Numenoreans and the Elves of Lindon.

1679 - Sauron flees to Mordor. First White Council held.

3147 - Civil war in Numenor.

3225 - Ar-Pharazon seizes the Sceptre.

3228 - Elrond claims the Sceptre. Ar-Pharazon disowned. Tar-Miriel named Ruling Queen.

3232 - Sauron taken to Numenor as a prisoner.

3274 - Elrond kicks Sauron out of Numenor and outlaws the morgoth cult.

3310 - Morgoth cult publicly reappears.

3319 - Downfall of Numenor. Tar-Miriel leads a greater force of the Faithful away.

(green // blue means two main options, red means i need to think about it more)

The main details I'm figuring out right now are

does Celebrimbor still die at Eregion - I don't think he's getting captured/tortured, but he could still die in the battle. On the other hand, he could probably survive by using Narya & Lomion using Nenya, but that would definitely have repercussions further down the line

how does Idril's deal work - I'm currently thinking of Idril exchanging the location of Gondolin for her family's guaranteed safety, because it seems in character for Reverse Idril? But on the other hand, even if I limit it to immediate family at the time of the oath (tuor, turgon, earendil) then idk where turgon dies? Maybe Maglor can kill him but that seems kind of random

where and how does Turgon die

how does Prince Elrond's character even work

how does Numenor still fall when factoring in Prince Elrond - I'm thinking that the morgoth death cult gained enough traction during the time sauron was there that even after Elrond kicks him out, the cult still sticks around and reemerges later? The Fall still happens, but they never go to attack valinor and there's a good deal more Faithful (maybe 40-60%?)

[virgil-upinthestars]

hello!

My name is Virgil, I spent five months in the south of France, and ever since then I've been a wild gay artist. Brainrots change as often as the wind but always include Star Wars, Percy Jackson, Stranger Things, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Marvel, and putting new twists on all of the above. I write fanfiction like a room of monkeys type out Shakespeare, and post them on ao3 to an account I share with three of my closest friends. I've also got my own stuff --- original characters, several novel drafts, over eighty thousand words about a feral bisexual girl learning to love again in space --- that take up a very significant amount of brainpower. I am but a hamster in the wheel creativity.

Come along for the ride!

~fanfictions~

marvel

like a little prayer: loki x mobius falls into deadpool 3, on tumblr and ao3

get in loser! (we're going to another universe to save peter): x-men and nightsilver (quicksilver x nightcrawler) meets wandavision: peter maximoff disappears in the middle of the night and his friends decide fuck it, let's punch a hole through the universe - on ao3, with one shots and a sequel under construction! you can follow my writing process and get sneak peeks via the get in loser! tag

stranger things

don't go where i can't follow: byler! holly wheeler gets taken, and so will offers himself over to vecna in exchange for her safety. mike takes this about as well as can be expected. 13/16 chapters on ao3, you can follow the process, get updates, and see sneak peeks via the don't go where i can't follow tag!

tolkien

silmarillion fic: it's coming trust just give me like two years to do the research

a song of ice and fire/game of thrones

a song of what the hell is wrong with you people: a crossover fic where well-adjusted gay elves (glorfindel & ecthelion) from the silmarillion are dropped into the mentally ill clusterfuck that is asoiaf. Crack treated seriously. Under construction, more information here

~on transformative works~

ART: if you draw art of my writing I will love you forever we shall have a summer wedding. even if you don't think I would want to see it, trust me, I want to see it. (a) it make serotonin go brrrrrrrrr (b) oh my gods physical proof that people like what I make (c) I shall bestow thee with the highest of praises, just as you have done for me <3

AI: please do not feed my stuff into a chatbot or you will invoke The Curse™. I am not joking. I am a witch. Please don't feed my stuff to AI, cursing takes a lot of energy and I have better shit to do, like writing fanfiction.

~sideblogs~

@witchwriting-hpfanfic for the crazy 80k word harry potter fanfiction that I've been working on for the past four years, it's not ready yet, so for now this blog is mainly just memes, doodles, trans and witchy diabolicalness, and the writing process

@todayon-prozacdreamdiary: exactly what it sounds like

@witchwatches: i am a witch and i watch things with witches in them

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

(ps GO LIVERPOOL ❤️)

[chiliadicorum]

12, 13, 14, 18!

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

Cirdan! He's honestly one of the most amazing Elves in ALL of the legendarium and I blame Tolkien for burying all his gold nuggets. That's the only explanation for how he's so overlooked and dismissed. Has to be. Even C. Tolkien expressed amazement with Cirdan. Wisest of all Elves, greatest foresight of all Elves, saw the Star of Earendil 10,000 years before it happened, has one of the palantiri, Ring-bearer, could've wielded the One Ring itself...i need to just finally make a list of why I love him so much

ok this is a two-part answer bc I realize the prompt probably means a character that is actively disliked. For that, Thingol. I'm honestly appalled at the (general) fandom reception of him. He doesn't deserve it (don't have time to get to the why)

13. worst blorbofication

Nobody hit me, but my answer is Melkor. I love Melkor, like a lot. He's so darkly fascinating, so interesting and addictive to explore, and so often he's stripped of everything that makes him fascinating all for the sake of making him a little less villainous, a little more right, a little whatever (i'm generalizing here, and this isn't about shipping. I don't read melkor/ships so i have no comment on it) He's so complex and so often he's made so shallow instead. Sauron comes in a close second for the same reason.

14. that one thing you see in fics all the time

One-sided characterization? (idk what to call it) I'm not crapping on anyone who does it and I know I was guilty of it myself at one point but it's that thing where ONE aspect of the character (good or bad, usually bad) is then blown up to be their whole character. And in the Tolkien fandom this happens a lot with Feanor, his sons, Eol, Saeros, Finarfin (of all people!), Galadriel, Finwe, Thranduil, Thingol, etc (honestly the fandom's way with thingol pisses me off probably more than any other character, at least right now)

18. it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...

The balrogs!!!! After Glorfindel and Ecthelion killed two of them! How groundbreaking and shocking it had to have been. Not just to the people of Gondolin who made it out alive but to EVERYONE in Beleriand. From the Feanorians to the Sindar to Dwarves to all Men EVERONE.

You know what, here's the link, I hunted it down: https://www.tumblr.com/chiliadicorum/159569845327/balrog-slayer-a-new-word?source=share

Read that for more info bc I'll start fangirling and won't shut up here. I'm commented on this before^^ and someone graciously wrote a beautiful fic exploring it as a result (can't remember who they were I'm sorry!), but except for that one fic I've yet to find one single fic entailing this! (plz point them out to me if they're there bc admittedly i haven't searched for fics the way I'd like to in a loooong time)

Bc yeah, really how has fandom been sleeping on this?! especially a "hopeful" thing to write about in the First Age lol

Also Word of Honor answer bc I'm craving it: (spoiler warning) After the events of ep36 or during the time of ep37, where are all the fics exploring the reactions of people to the "two immortals on the mountain"? bc come on, immortals don't exist. Right? It's been explored some (and those fics are GOLD) but UGH its so entertaining to think about! Especially when they become legendary and of course the true story gets exaggerated and rumors start and fly and get ridiculous and what's true what's false nobody knows! "I dare you to go up the mountain, see if the tales are true" "no way! you go if you're so desperate" "what are you chicken?" "shut up a-hole i just have no desire to climb a mountain" hahahaha Endless entertainment potential with this!!

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[daily-smol-silm]

Archive Post (September 2024)

Day #65 - Return (Maedhros and Fingon)

Day #66 - Throne (Galadriel and Celeborn)

Day #67 - Accomplice (Ungoliant, Melkor/Morgoth) (ask)

Day #68 - Tempest (Ossë)

Day #69 - Radiant (Glorfindel)

Day #70 - Consensual workplace relationship (Celebrimbor and Annatar) (ask)

Day #71 - SMALLEST SMOL. (Fingon, bonus Maedhros)

Day #72 - Lounge (Ecthelion) (ask)

Day #73 - Balcony (Finduilas) (ask)

Day #74 - ELVES (Elf emoticons)

Day #75 - Finrod/Bëor (Finrod and Bëor the Old) (ask)

Day #76 - Underground (Melkor/Morgoth, Sauron/Mairon)

Day #77 - Battle Idril!! (Idril Celebrindal) (ask)

Day #78 - Peek (Maeglin and a mole) (ask)

Day #79 - Baby Eluchil c: (Dior) (ask)

Day #80 - Rose (CelebrÍan) (ask)

Day #81 - Bright (Tilion)

Day #82 - Awake (Túrin Turambar)

Day #83 - Told ya so. (Galadriel)

Day #84 - Lonely (Beleg)

Day #85 - 0—0 (Sauron/Mairon)

Day #86 - Mîm (Mîm the Petty-Dwarf) (ask)

Day #87 - Creachure (Celegorm) (ask)

Day #88 - Window (Celegorm and Aredhel) (ask)

Day #89 - Wildlife (Aiwendil/Radagast)

Day #90 - Aloft (Túrin Turambar)

Day #91 - Rejected. Ouch. (Maedhros)

Day #92 - Twins (Elrond and Elros)

Day #93 - Claim (Maeglin and Sauron) (ask)

Day #94 - Sad Musician (Maglor)

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[anghraine]

Aranorverse stuff: Gondor edition

Although I use ‘Aranorverse’ for the f!Aragorn/f!Faramir fic, since Aranor (f!Aragorn) is the main point of it ... it definitionally also extends beyond her. The original premise is that the Númenórean throwbacks in LOTR are genderbent: Denethor, Aragorn, Imrahil, and Faramir.

To make it work, though, I had to consider Imrahil’s siblings, and Finduilas definitely reads as a Númenórean/Elvish type, so she became a man and f!Denethor’s husband. For simplicity’s sake, I assumed that Ivriniel is also a throwback, making m!Ivriniel the prince and leaving f!Imrahil free to be a full-time lady knight.

(Canon Imrahil’s shock at finding a woman among the Rohirrim makes this funnier to me, ngl.)

OTOH, f!Denethor really needed to be the Steward for multiple reasons, and I was thinking of how it would happen, since Denethor canonically has older sisters and is maybe-implied to have a younger brother. I ultimately decided that Denethor’s older sisters went off and made suitable marriages, but the brother (here the only son) was unable to ascend / completely opposed to ascending to the Ruling Stewardship.

Denethor says in LOTR that he and Faramir are the last of the House of the Stewards, so it doesn’t seem like there would be undisputed contenders to succeed Ecthelion apart from his children. I imagined that Denethor’s brother, along with f!Denethor herself, was able and willing to fight tooth and nail for one of his sisters to take on the mantle rather than opening the gates to a new Kinstrife, and while the two eldest were “lol no,” lady Denethor agreed. She might even have canon Denethor’s feeling (according to UT) of having been appointed by destiny to lead Gondor through this bleak hour.

Anyway: for names, I was thinking mainly of the Stewards’ propensity for naming children after major First Age figures and/or previous members of their family. I provisionally went with Andreth for Denethor and Belecthor for the younger brother. (I always headcanon the older sisters as Emeldir and Rían.)

Oh, and another idea is that Andreth’s unprecedented ascension to the Stewardship didn’t immediately overhaul the lot and expectations of women in Gondor, but it did blaze a path that some women are able to follow, most notably f!Imrahil (leader of the knights of Dol Amroth) and, ironically enough, f!Aragorn. Aranor might have been able to become queen anyway, but it would have been much more of an uphill battle without the precedent that Andreth set.

(Andreth would hate this if she knew about it.)

Back to Dol Amroth, I’d originally tried to come up with approximations of the canon names (Ivrinion? Fingon?). But it entertained me more to do something different. Since canon Ivriniel and Finduilas seem to have both been named for Finduilas of Nargothrond, I decided to name m!Ivriniel and m!Finduilas after her love interests—Túrin (already attested as a Gondorian name) and Gwindor. I did go for a direct conversion for Imrahil, who becomes Imraphel (mostly bc I like it).

Last of all, there’s f!Faramir, who here is Míriel. That’s partly because I wanted to distinguish her from my other f!Faramir fic (/whistles), and partly because it’s a royal name (like Faramir) that retains the -mir- connection with Boromir.

In the other fic, Faramir was the only genderbent character, and male Denethor had no expectation of a daughter being a warrior. This actually smoothed their relationship in a lot of ways. But while female Denethor doesn’t expect it, either, it’s at least a possibility in their timeline. So Míriel turning out as a gentle, gracious lady is more of a disappointment than in the other ’verse, esp after Boromir’s death, though it’s still far short of the strain between canon Denethor and Faramir.

Míriel, I think, is (reluctantly) evacuated with the other women and children before Gandalf and Pippin ever show up; her argument with Andreth about it is the last time they ever speak to each other. Andreth dies in the retreat across the Pelennor, Imraphel takes command, and Aranor arrives to turn the tide of battle while Míriel is basically stuck doing what Éowyn rejected—leading the civilians while others fight in the battle.

It’s an important task, and Míriel is a charismatic, strong-willed leader who is loved and respected by her people, but it’s still a difficult position to be in. By the time she receives news of Andreth’s death and Aranor’s existence, events have already rushed on. By the time Míriel returns to Minas Tirith, Sauron is defeated (wonderful!) and Aranor, whom Míriel has never met, is Queen of Gondor in all but name (maybe good, maybe bad). Míriel’s own place in the new world is extremely unclear. And then she actually meets Aranor and is, while not quite as swept away as canon without the mystical healing, still very powerfully struck by her and willing to step aside.

And then ... stuff.

[gronthosargureos]

Starter for @princess-aurora-of-gondor

Perhaps it was the product of too much alcohol, but Ecthelion was going through the rooms and turning off lights.  Why? Because one couldn’t tell spooky stories without the proper atmosphere.  He carefully lit a few candles and placed them around in a circle on the floor.  “Now all we need is a Ouija Board,” he muttered to himself.  Except they’d be telling ghost stories, not making them... although it would be fun.  Maybe.  His mother had warned him about making light of spirits.

[catofadifferentcolor]

Terrible Fic Ideas #26: LotR SI, but make it Imrahil's Wife

I have a terrible weakness for fic where the main character suddenly finds themself having to contend with and make their way in a brand new world, whether via time travel, portal, or reincarnation. The method of displacement varies with whatever is most popular in whatever fandom I'm in at the time. So, naturally, with my current LotR obsession I found myself wondering: if I was going to write a LotR SI how would I do it?

My answer was: replace the unnamed woman who became Prince Imrahil's wife as a young girl.

aka the Princess of Dol Amroth fic

Just imagine it:

Rather than a true self-insert, I see this as more of modern girl in Middle Earth, with a middle-aged fan of Tolkien waking up in the 5-year old future princess' body following a wave of minor illness that passed through whatever city she was living in. Keyword here is fan: the SI has read The Hobbit, LotR, and The Silmarillion and seen the movies, but couldn't, say, draw the Feanorian family tree from memory or remember the exact timeline of pivotal events. The SI has enough knowledge to cause trouble, but not enough to realistically interfere in events.

As no background is given for Imrahil's wife, the SI doesn't immediately recognize that's whose body she has awakened in. Or, indeed what world, as life in a Gondorian city at the end of the Third Age bears heavy resemblance to life in most Medieval cities. It takes about a year for her to realize she awoke in 2966 TA in the near vicinity of Minas Tirith - and Barad-dûr.

All Elphriel, as I shall call her, knows at first is that she's the youngest child and only daughter of the Lord of Pelargir. Her mother is the younger sister of Steward Ecthelion II, and it's that relationship that allows Elphriel to pinpoint where and when she is.

As the niece of the steward, Elphriel is present at her cousin Denethor II's marriage to Imrahil's sister, Finduilas, in 2976 TA. At 21, Imrahil is not immediately smitten with 15-year-old Elphriel, but they strike up a friendship that has both sides of their family teasing them about an eventual marriage in the way of all male-female friendships.

Part of this is that Elphriel is mature and sensible compared to most Gondorian noblewomen her age. How could she not be, having once been a middle-aged modern woman? And though her original STEM background doesn't serve her all too well in a fantasy world at war, I imagine living in Gondor's primary port allows her to take a great interest in sailing, ship construction, and international trade without raising too many eyebrows - things the Prince of Dol Amroth would also be interested in. She introduces concepts of double entry bookkeeping and welding economic diplomacy against Gondor's southern neighbors.

Somewhat against her intentions, Elphriel becomes the Adam Smith or John Maynard Keynes of Middle Earth.

Also somewhat against her intentions, Elphriel ends up falling for Imrahil. Their relationship is a surprise to no one but themselves, and grows over five years (and many letters) from a fond acquaintanceship to deep friendship to love almost without them realizing it.

They marry c. 2986 TA. Elphir is born in 2987, Erchirion in 2990, Amrothos in 2994, and Lothírel in 2999.

Meanwhile, in the background, Boromir and Faramir are born in 2978 and 2983 respectively. Finduilas dies in 2988, sending Denethor into his slow tailspin into despair. Seeing her nephews left effectively parentless, Elphriel steps up.

It's difficult, as Dol Amroth is some distance from Minas Tirith and she has young children of her own, but Elphriel does her best to provide both boys with a positive parental figure and unconditional love.

Elphriel's presence does not change anything. LotR happens exactly as it does in canon. Boromir is still lost to the ring. Faramir still nearly dies trying to earn his father's love. But they were loved, and knew they were loved.

That being said, I've seen posts about how from the outside it looks like Gandalf was planning a coup against Denethor - not necessarily to replace him with the rightful king, but with Imrahil. I'd like to play into that, but with Elphriel whispering behind the scenes that Denethor is clearly losing it and how steps should be taken for his heir to replace him before he does something truly unforgivable. It's slow going and Boromir being sent to Rivendell derails some of it, but there's definitely an undercurrent of Denethor needs to be made to step down going into the Battle of Pelennor Fields.

Otherwise, post-LotR includes a lot of helping Arwen adapt to a mortal royal court and mortality, mothering all her children (and Faramir), and doting on her grandchildren (and any other child she comes across).

Bonuses include: 1) Elphriel having a maternal grandmother from either Umbar or Harad, and dealing with Gondorian racism as only a modern woman can; 2) no one ever knowing exactly why Elphriel is odd, but all parties agreeing that she is and loving her nonetheless; and 3) gratuitous use of quotes and phrases from modern pop culture wherever feasible, and those around Elphriel either not understanding her humor or else finding her the most amusing person they've ever met.

And that's it. All I really wanted from this plot bunny was someone to give Boromir and Faramir more parental love than they receive in canon, and this was the best way to go about it I could contrive. As always, feel free to adopt the bun, just link back if you ever do anything with it.

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[fatepowered]

kiss. for your muse to kiss my muse. (A kiss on the cheek for Ecthelion)

@tidalhaired / via the system of touch ( accepting )

---- Ecthelion's moments of affection are usually quiet, soft, gentle, as is his way. He himself is a fairly reserved individual, and this has not changed post re-embodiment. It is Glorfindel who is boisterous, gregarious, wearing his heart on his sleeve and showing his affection openly. When he is shown affection, Ecthelion is really rather shy - but when Elrond gives him a kiss on the cheek, as much as he can try to hide it, holding his hand in his sleeve to his face, the blush on his cheek is evident anyway.

[fatepowered]

Ecthelion took the glass from Elrond, holding it up for a moment to take in the fullness of its scent. When he closed his eyes, the aroma brought him back to Gondolin, to moments of revelry & enjoyment. The memory drew a smile to his face, a pink colour to his cheeks.

To Elrond's toast, Ecthelion raised his glass. " To you, Lord Elrond, wise leader of Imladris, healer of great renown, and a wonderful host - my sword, and my glass, to you. " With that, he lifted the cup to his lips, taking a sip of the rich red liquid. The moment it touched his tongue, he felt warmth flow through him. It was a light, fruity flavour, not too dry, not too bitter - to Ecthelion, who was not much a drinker to begin with, it was a lovely taste.

" It's quite lovely, " the elf-lord commented, tilting the cup slightly so the liquid swirled at the bottom of the glass. " The winemaker must have had great skill. "

Elrond handed Ecthelion his filled glass with a smile before shooting another brief glimpse at the wine bottles. When his gaze returned to the lord that was gracing him with his presence, Elrond shook his head. "Whatever you may gift me, I will adore it. Many of the bottles are from patients that I helped recover. They wished to show me their gratitude."

Of course he needed no reward and was flustered whenever he was gifted something for what he deemed to be both his duty and privilege, but to decline the gift would be impolite and accepting them also nursed the good relations to the folks outside of the valley. Elrond also always remembered who gifted him what, genuine in his appreciation.

"But for now, the only gift I want from you is for you to enjoy this evening." Elrond raised his glass for a toast. "To you, Ecthelion, who is a source of endless joy to Imladris with a voice most beautiful and a boon when it comes to her protection with a sword most valiant." He waited for Ecthelion to drink first, curious and hopeful that the wine was to his taste.

[doodle-pops]

Lords of Gondolin | With A Musician Reader

Request: hi mina how have you been? i hope you’re doing ok c: i was wondering if you’d write a scenario about human!reader showing off her greatest musical creation to the elves? it’s a piano they’ve spent a decade workshopping & building to perfection. readers also made middle earth versions of the upright bass, acoustic guitar, & cello. they plan on making more instruments cause it’s their passion and how they want to be remembered by. for the lords of gondolin - @dicksoutformtl

A/N: I’m doing just fine! It was fun writing this request know that all of them would be impressed at reader’s craftsmanship. Enjoy!

.𑁍༊˚ Galdor

Galdor is thoroughly impressed by your craftsmanship in creating new and improved versions of some of the instruments they already have while crafting newly discovered pieces as well.

He would have known you were into the musical arts, hence why you were always playing or composing a new piece every few weeks. However, what he had never suspected was a entire batch of new instruments being presented to him.

He is enthralled and eager. While some instruments may not be a favourite to his ear due to the sounds they emit, you can bet he’s informing you of some upcoming festival where you can show off your creative talents.

Galdor is a proud elf Lord who would happily talk about what you’ve created to the others and recommend you to the King to play your pieces at balls. He wants everyone to be aware that you’ve made inventions and they’re groundbreaking.

There are moments when he’d sit around and listen as you explain to him how you created each piece and the inspiration behind them or watch as you play songs on them.

It touches him when he becomes aware of the purpose of your collection of paper in the corner of your room. They were all songs written to be played on these instruments about how much you like or care about him. He’s touched and appreciative.

.𑁍༊˚ Ecthelion

The musical master is too stunned to speak as he enters your humble abode and notices all the new “classical” instruments lying about. Ecthelion’s curiosity gets the better of him and he can’t help but strum the strings of the bass and cello, or press the keys on the piano and gasp at the new pitch echoing.

He becomes aware that these are not instruments that exist in Middle Earth and bombard you with a million questions. “How did you make this?” “Where did your idea come from?” “What inspired you?” “Who are you really?”

Ecthelion probably assumes that you’re not normal to come up with all these instruments since the Valar would have created their instruments for them…so are you a Maiar or Valar in disguise?

You will be followed around until you answer all of his questions with responses that tickle his brain the right way. And be prepared for him to request if you two can now play duets at festivals and balls. He wants you to be the musician couple.

Ecthelion will show you off, more than Galdor and some of the others because he’s proud and wants everyone to know how talented you are. He doesn’t care if the other Lords comments that you’re more talented than him, he would simply acknowledge and say, “Yes!”

And not to forget, he’s making sure that your name gets recorded in the history books as an important figure in music. He’s even more proud when he realises that you’ve outdone musical protégé like Maglor and Daeron.

.𑁍༊˚ Glorfindel

There is not a person without a ten-mile radius who hasn’t been alerted by him of your musical genius abilities. Even Lord Elrond would be shaken aggressively as he is being told about your creation. “Y/N has reinvented the world of music! There is no one as great as them!”

Goodbye Lindir or Ecthelion, hello to Y/N, the new musical protégé of Gondolin or Imladris. Get used to being announced at dinners or balls to play your newest pieces and having Glorfindel looking like a proud dad (if he had a camera, his look would be completed).

Anytime you’re making a trip to your music room, don’t go without Glorfindel or else he’ll barge in all grumpy, complaining that you forgot him. He wants to be present at each new masterpiece you’re making, whether it be a new instrument or song. He likes watching the look of concentration as you play each piece to conclude which suits the song best.

Be noted that he’s curious, so he is bound to touch the piano or cello and gasp as the notes ring out. I can see him being drawn towards the guitar and requesting that you teach him. I don’t know, but Glorfindel playing the guitar suits him (idk if it’s just me).

Cue Glorfindel wanting to join you whenever you’re playing and the guitar can be included. He’ll happily sit beside you and strum away lightly while you play the piano or violin.

Like Ecthelion, be prepared to be announced/talked about by Glorfindel any chance he gets. He’s not rubbing it in anyone’s face, simply expressing how proud he is of his little human creating instruments that “change everything”.

.𑁍༊˚ Egalmoth

Most proud of them all, however, he’s torn between wanting the world to learn about your skills and also keeping them hidden so he alone can know this secret and cherish it.

A bit stingy sharing your talents with the rest of the world because they should be for him to enjoy and praise. He does complain when people don’t praise you enough and encourages them to be louder.

I don’t see anyone surpassing him in terms of being the biggest cheerleader. This elf considers himself blessed to be around such a gifted person (you’re more gifted than his friends in his eyes). You’re a miracle worker creating new instruments unheard of or reinventing old ones.

He wants to learn about your pieces even though he doesn’t know about music deeply, he would to be told everything. Don’t worry if it sounds all foreign to him, he’s understanding.

Egalmoth would inquire if you would like more materials to make more instruments because he understands that it’s your passion. He would even ask if you would like to open up a school to teach others.

Like the others, he would request that you play at dinners when the Lords come over or if the King is hosting a dinner party. Might get annoyed if someone wants to collaborate with you because you sound great on your own.

.𑁍༊˚ Rog

This craftsman is enthralled, amazed, excited, and proud of your creation. You made these instruments all on your own! Rog cannot cease talking about how you designed and crafted all the instruments by yourself. This is one of the rare moments when he's talkative nonstop.

You’ve got one of the great blacksmiths hooked on your inventions and wants to know the process you took to create each piece. He’ll be teary if you mention that you used some of his instructions during his days of teaching you basic material crafting.

Learning more and more that everything was done on your own and you spent years making each puts a type of ride in his heart that’s unshakable. If you show him how each piece is played, Rog finds himself whipped and ready to boast.

It’s strange seeing the quiet blacksmith boasting and talkative, and it’s for good reasons, you. All the Lords know, the citizens know and the King as well. Very soon, you’ll be having a hearing with the King who was intrigued by your new inventions courtesy of Rog cheerful chattering.

Rog doesn’t mind whether you choose to play privately or publicly, the choice is yours and he’s pleased with either decision. He wants you to be comfortable, but he would ask if you could play him a piece so he could experience the beauty of your creations.

.𑁍༊˚ Maeglin

Curiosity caught his attention for a great purpose and it led him to discover new things worthwhile. Maeglin is enamoured and his curiosity is piqued tenfold. Questions rattle off the top of his head about all that he’s seeing and how did you manage to think about creating these pieces.

You’ll be seen as someone highly skilled and great in his eyes because you’re out here reinventing the world of music, something the elves are passionately known for.

“Can I come to watch?” “Can I sit and listen?” “Will you play for others to see what you’ve made?” He will stand in the doorway as you play your pieces and write songs suited best for each with a sense of pride in his chest. You’re a part of his House and creating all these great inventions to make a name for yourself. How could he not be pleased?

Definitely another one who would recommend you to the King to present your showstopping performances during balls. Whether you play with the orchestra or sole, Maeglin is supportive.

You’re Maeglin little songbird who he wakes up to playing your piano or guitar on the balcony or in the drawing room. You provide him with melodies that allow him to melt in and drive his tension away.

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[theelvenhaven]

Bobbing for Apples

Rog x Reader

2.4k Words

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Costumes were everywhere in Gondolin, elves dressed exquisitely. Mostly taking their inspiration from the Valar or from the human tales that you and the other humans residing there had taught them. Though a few of the elves even dressed as the Maia from Valinor that they ran into, or took inspiration as well from Tilion and Arien in beautiful seas of silvers, blues, golds and oranges. 

They certainly knew how to dress, and by the Stars did they certainly impress. You and the other humans here, had somehow convinced and indulged the elves to share in Hallow’s Eve traditions. And all of Gondolin was teeming with an air of celebration and excitement when you and your cohorts had brought this forth. Pumpkins decorated up the steep hills and at front doors, with other spooky motifs of ghosts, black cats, and even bats. 

 The King’s courtyard was no less done in an elvishly spooky way, with glass ornaments in spooky shapes, and places for intricate face paintings, and pumpkin carving places, and at your station was bobbing for apples. Three big bowls were filled to the brim with water, with apples floating atop in each bowl. 

There had been some confusion from a couple of the elves in regards of what your station was for. Some wondering what it was, or if it were a place to quite literally fetch an apple to snack on. Yet when you explained you had only found that they retreated at the idea of getting their face wet all for an apple. 

You sighed sitting down in the chair just at the table, relenting to the fact that there was no one in all of Gondolin who would take interest in this activity. Try as you might to sell it to anyone else, no one seemed to budge, especially as word spread about what the table was actually for. You fiddled with the intricately embroidered hem on your bright colored robes, having taken on a costume akin to Yavanna. Or at least in reverence to her, with your crown of ivy and flowers. 

The theme certainly fitting your fruit bobbing station. You watched as many other elves passed by, shooing their young elflings from the table who tried to swipe or steal the apples out of the bowls. You were almost tempted to let them have one, seeing that no one else was going to be diving into them for one. 

Yet a cacophony of amused and chattering voices met your ears, and bringing you to look up from swirling bowls of fruit and water. Seeing that it was the Lords Rog, Glorfindel and Ecthelion who were approaching, you felt a heat of a blush rise on your face as Lord Rog’s eyes met yours. Your heart stuttering in your chest at the sight of the ellon who had captured your heart and affections. 

“Y/N! There you are!” Rog began joyously, with a warm grin pulling at his lips, “I’ve been searching everywhere for you so we can celebrate all together!” Your friend continued, and you couldn’t help but smile despite the fact that your nerves were alive and jittering at the moment. You could scarcely believe that he wanted to spend time with you, 

“Believe me when I say it is all he has talked about.” Ecthelion said with feigned annoyance, you could see the way his lips turned slightly into a smile as he cast his eyes to look at his giant friend. 

“Yes! Come, are you ready for dancing?” Glorfindel chimed in with a sunny and cheery smile, as the trio stopped before your table. Yet despite your excitement to join them- Rog especially- for the dancing and other festivities within the Kings Hall, you couldn’t help but feel disappointment. You had been here for several hours and not a single person wanted to partake in your activity you had set up. Rog could clearly see the way that your face fell at Glorfindel’s words.

“Is everything alright Y/N?” Rog asked you, before you shrugged some as your fingers came to rest on the edge of the table. Piddling with the table cloth on it, and releasing a sigh.

“I suppose so… But it is just that I haven't had much success with tonight's activity. So I am disappointed that it is coming to a close with no one to have participated.” You explained to him honestly, glancing between the three of them. All looking at you with surprise, 

“No one has participated?” Glorfindel reiterated to you, and you shook your head no as you looked at the blond who raised his brows high. He had expected that the human activities would be the most participated in seeing as the elves did enjoy trying something new. 

“Well then we must remedy this. Tell me how do you participate in your activity?” Rog pressed suddenly, folding his arms over his chest. You couldn’t help but begin to smile at the fact that he wanted to do so. 

“I’ll maybe participate, do not lump me in yet.” Ecthelion said hesitantly, while he certainly had a love for water, he had heard the murmurings around what this activity was. Like everyone else, he wasn’t partial into dunking his face into a bowl of water. 

“What about you Glorfindel? Surely you will play too!” Rog pressed, and the blond only smiled giving a shrug. 

“I suppose I will join. Now how do we play?” Glorfindel conceded happily and with ease. You couldn’t help but wear your own giddy grin that your friends would really put in the effort to actually give in and play the human activity that had thwarted so many. Even if Ecthelion wasn’t interested in it, Glorfindel and especially Rog was good enough for you.

“Alright!” You said clasping your hands excitedly, “The object of the game is to get as many apples out of the bowl as you can using only your mouth.” You explained, and you watched as Rog and Glorfindel looked between each other. A tense competitiveness sparking up in the air from the ellons, 

“Whoever gets the most wins.” You said, 

“Wins what?” Rog asked, and Ecthelion watched as you suddenly grew sheepish at Rog’s question.

“I’m sure bearing the only title of King of Apple Bobbing is a prize enough.” Ecthelion noted, trying to spare you from being so shy and flustered that there was no real prize. He was sure the apples or perhaps even something confectionary might be the prize. Nothing that would usually entice grown elves into wanting to play.

“How about we wager a kiss!” Glorfindel said turning to face Rog, only bringing him to laugh aloud at his words.

“From who?” Rog asked,

“Oh I’m sure Rog would love a kiss from you Laurefindil.” Ecthelion pressed with his own impish smirk, only making the blond huff out. You snorted out at the remark unable to contain your amusement, though you were curious as to who was going to kiss Rog.

“Not from me, from Y/N!” There was something sly in Glorfindel’s little plan, and both you and Rog knew it as it grew quiet all of the sudden. Staring at the blond, who turned to look at you for confirmation. You only watched to see the knowing look in the blond’s eyes and it was as though he could see right through you. That and your lack of protests didn’t help your case. 

Had you been Rog you would’ve seen the flourish of emotions that filled him, the heat of a blush burning so hot it went up to his ears. The nervousness, that even the Lord of the Hammer of Wrath experienced, filling his stomach in the form of fluttering. He had longed to kiss you for quite some time and now Glorfindel had presented him with an opportunity. Rog tried not to focus on the fact that you too didn’t protest the wager. 

“Alright, the wagers on.” Rog said winking to you, trying to play off his nerves in turn for something far more lighthearted and fun. You too felt the fluttering of butterflies in your belly, you only smiled. 

Rog and Glorfindel took their places before the bowls while Ecthelion moved to step off to the side of the table so he could watch the ordeal. That air of competitiveness sparking again as both ellon’s looked between one another and then back to you.

“Hands behind your back, remember you can only use your mouth. When I say stop we will count the apples and see who won.” You said keeping your smile, trying not to let your gaze fall longingly back on Rog and stay there. 

“Ready,” You began, the ellons placing their hands behind their back, 

“Set,” Rog and Glorfindel both leaned over their respective bowls, 

“Go!” You said quickly, and as expected with Glorfindel he began to partially put his face into the bowl and began snapping and biting at the apples. Trying to strategize how to get one into his mouth, while there was a splashing coming from Rog. When you turned your gaze to the Lord, all you could see was that the ellon had his whole head in the bowl.

You couldn’t help but begin to laugh aloud at the sight, even bringing Glorfindel to pause and look over before he and Ecthelion both were cackling alongside you. But no sooner than you three started laughing, did Rog come up from the bowl with a shiny bright red apple wedge between his teeth. 

Slinging water everywhere as he came up, wetting you and Glorfindel who began to go right back to work chasing after apples in his own dish. Rog only set his apple down quickly before he went right back to the bowl, dunking his head back under the water going right after another apple. 

You were in stitches you were laughing so hard watching the Lord of the Hammer of Wrath be so aggressive with something like bobbing for apples. It was supposed to be such a fun and gentle game in comparison to this, though you and passerby’s were no less amused. 

Water was everywhere from Rog’s enthusiasm.

On you, the ground, Glorfindel, the table was certainly soaked, and even Ecthelion had water splatters across his nice silvery robes. 

“Alright! Stop! Stop!” You laughed out in hysterics, wiping the tears from your eyes in your hysterical laughter. Rog barely heard you, only pulling his head out of the water dish with another apple in his mouth, bringing you to continue laughing as you saw that his whole head was drenched. 

Water running down his face, and neck, the high collar to his burgundy tunic was saturated in water with his hair dripping down his back and shoulders. You knew Rog was competitive and enthusiastic, but you didn’t think it would’ve gone like this. 

Glorfindel only stood trying to contain his own laughter as he now got a good look at his friend, seeing the mess he had created. All in a bid to get a kiss from you, knowing Rog would’ve been a little less enthusiastic were it not for the fact your kiss was on the line. 

“Okay.” You laughed out, wiping your eyes again, looking over to the apples. “Lets see.” You mused out, counting Glorfindel’s meager three apples. Which truly wasn’t bad with the softer and more gentle approach. Before you turned over to Rog’s pile of apples. It was truly quite a feat as you began to count them out. 

8 apples were piled on the table around the bowl, and that didn’t include the two that had fallen from the table. You didn’t understand how such an aggressive approach got him this many apples, but you were nonetheless impressed by his skill to accomplish and win in this task. 

“It would seem Rog is our King of Apple Bobbing.” Ecthelion mused out, still chuckling softly and shaking his head at the sight of his friend. You watched as a big grin spread across his lips, before he rather sheepishly turned his gaze to you. Again you felt the familiar fluttering in your stomach at the sight. 

Only barely did you two notice that Ecthelion and Glorfindel both had quietly scampered away from the two of you. Leaving you to move gently from around the table, making sure to bring a small towel with you. Nothing that was truly appropriate in size to actually help dry him off.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, Y/N.” Rog said in a rather soft voice, giving you the opportunity to back out now. He didn’t want you to feel forced into something you didn’t want to do, and he’d rather be without a kiss than make you do anything you didn’t want too. He watched with hopeful eyes as you paused just in front of him, holding out the small towel for him as you tried to gather your words.

“I… wouldn’t mind.” You said bashfully, glancing up at him from beneath thick lashes, bringing such elation from Rog. But he restrained himself as he took the towel from you, taking the time to dry his face, before looking back down at you. 

Gently Rog leaned down, tentatively turning his head enough to bring his lips to yours. Ever so softly and gently, you met back his lips with an equal amount of timidness. Feeling his hand come up gently to brush your hair away from your face, his knuckles gently caressing against your cheek. 

Your lips pressed a little more firm against his, Rog melding his lips with yours more affectionately. You couldn’t help but smile against his lips, overjoyed with such affections being shared. 

After another moment it was then Rog parted his lips from yours grinning widely. His hand still moving to cup your face as he held it tenderly. Rog opened his mouth to speak, but was only interrupted, 

“Hey lovebirds! Come on! Let’s go to the Halls.” Glorfindel said impatiently, leaving you both to laugh out softly at his bid to get the two of you to join them again. You both wanted to say something more, but you knew you had the whole night together, there would be more time to say what you needed too.

Though he may not have said anything more, Rog reached down for your hand. Lacing his fingers withyours, before gently he pulled you along.

“Yeah yeah! That's King of Apple Bobbing to you, peasant!” Rog grinned out mischievously bringing you to laugh. 

You couldn’t wait for your night to go on! This was going to be the best Hallow’s Eve yet.

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[sanisse]

If you’re still taking requests: May I submit Ecthelion NSFW alphabet? Your headcanons are amazing and I’d love to see them more fleshed out, if you’re willing. 💙🤍

Thank you!!! Ecthelion isn’t one of my personal blorbos but I do love him as a character~ I’m glad you’re liking my headcannons for him so far!

Ecthelion NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Ecthelion is an extremely devoted partner and gives so much attention to his SO, so aftercare is one of his favorite parts of having sex actually. He loves to stay inside you for a long time-- almost cockwarming-- playing with your hair, kissing every bit of you than he can reach, whispering how much he loves you. He might sing you to sleep if you’re tired. 

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He’s got a hand and finger kink so... expect lots of wrist kisses, finger sucking, palm kisses, hand massages, etc. etc. etc. 

He’s not particularly vain so there’s not any one thing he really likes about himself that stands out. Like, if you asked him he’d probably just default say his eyes...which is rather boring of him. But hey, they are pretty. 

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Runny, fairly clear, and he doesn’t have a huge amount of it really. He really likes seeing you covered in it though. 

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Sometimes prefers masturbation to actual sex. He likes the fantasies he can conjure in his head and also likes to feel naughty. He also really enjoys being watched while masturbating. 

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Pretty experienced! He’s not the most creative/kinky person but in terms of types of people and breadth of experience, he’s experienced. And he IS very good at sex. 

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Standing doggy. Bonus points if you’re restrained somehow. 

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Likes to tease/joke around and slap your ass early on, but gets more serious/worshipful as the session goes on. It’s not a turn-off if you’re goofy, though, and can actually be turn off if you’re too serious during sex (which is why he and Glorfindel get along so well!) 

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He has a small well-groomed thatch of hair around his cock, but is hairless everywhere else. 

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Ecthelion likes to make a lot of eye-contact and likes to be extremely close. Like, press every bit of his body against every bit of yours close. Expect a lot of holding your chin and turning it up for kisses, lots of smothering prone-bone, neck kisses, his hands roaming your body. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

I’ve mentioned this before but he likes to sketch naughty pictures of his partners and then jack off to them later. He’s an avid masturbator! 

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Shibari. He fucking loves restraints and is extremely good and creative with them. 

He doesn’t really have a domination kink, but he can be dominant if you ask nicely :) he’s much more of a gentle/soft praise dom than anything else though. 

Definitely has a risk/exhibition kink. He loves to fuck in semi-public places and loves to be watched. It’s a huge turn on. 

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere semi-public. Very partial to pool sex! 

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Intense eye contact, groping over clothes, lip and ear nibbles, crowding. Like, loves to crowd his partners up against various surfaces and just run his hands all over their body. 

Also the act of shibari, of choosing ropes, lacing them over your body, tying knots, he finds it very sexy and almost meditative. 

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Hates pegging, dislikes bottoming, and dislikes pain and impact play. Like if his partner really doesn’t like bottoming then he won’t be a dick about it and he’ll bottom once or twice, but he’d much prefer just grinding or oral, and a long-term relationship probably won’t work out. 

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Fuck. His. Face.

Like just pin his head in place and use his mouth and throat. It gets him so hard. 

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Passionate and slow. Saws-up-your-spine slow. Consuming slow. That’s his favorite! He loves to take his time and drop into an almost trance-like state during sex. 

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Quickie positive but expect the pace to still be slow! With Ecthelion, quickies are likely to be in public spaces and the goal isn’t so much about having an orgasm as just enjoying the risk of possibly being caught (you guys can run off to a private space to have an orgasm later). 

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Loves risk/thrill/public spaces. 

He doesn’t really think to try new things on his own. He does like it if his partner surprises him with a new toy/lingerie/kink though! He finds the surprise factor very hot and likes to learn about what gets his partner off. 

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Freakishly good stamina. Hours-long stamina. Did I mention that he likes to take things slow and drop into a meditative trance? Like sex with Ecthelion is a half-day affair. You’ll probably have to take a break in the middle for snacks.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Has a large and assorted toy collection but prefers to use them on his partner rather than using them on himself. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

I don’t know if I would really call him a tease, but his pace can be frustrating sometimes and he’s well aware of this (and doesn’t care, so long as his partner isn’t genuinely upset about it lol). 

He likes to tease himself, though, like by spending the morning masturbating and thinking about you and then going about his day until he can actually have you later. He finds the anticipation super hot. 

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Oh he is loud. He makes the sweetest high-pitched gasps, moans, screams-- it’s that musician’s voice. 

Very bad at dirty talk -100/10 please don’t ask him to say anything naughty. 

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

One of the few characters in my arsenal that has a watersports kink. 

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

7 inches, with a slight curve. Not a lot of girth, though, but his stroke game is so high. 

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Pretty average sex drive, but when he’s on he’s on. 

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Ecthelion doesn’t get super sleepy. He likes to cuddle and chat, though, but you’d have to really tire him out for him to want to sleep. 

[maitarussa-old]

Hi! I’m Cinna/Russo. This is my blog for posting shorter headcanons, character development, some sketches, short fic (and longer fic linked to my Ao3).

I’m 21+ and use they/them or he/him pronouns.

Requests for headcanons and short fic are always welcome! I’ll take requests for anything, but some of my favourite characters and pairings are below.

All of my headcanons, worldbuilding, and meta are free for anyone to use or build off of, with or without credit.

My AO3

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Characters:

Maedhros

Mairon

Elrond

Maeglin

Gandalf

Faramir

Celebrimbor

Fingon

Glorfindel

Gil-Galad

Ships:

Maedhros/Fingon

Faramir/Eowyn

Gil-Galad/Elrond/Celebrían

Glorfindel/Ecthelion

Celebrimbor/Annatar (past)

Melkor/Mairon**

Idril/Tuor

Beren/Lúthien

Túrin/Beleg

Maeglin/Celebrimbor

Maeglin/Celebrimbor/Mairon*

Honorable mention goes to Everyone/Therapy.

This list is by no means exhaustive, especially the favourite character list because I love probably a good half of Tolkien characters at least. I just figured I’d write down some of the things I’m into. Also feel free to request I write or doodle about any of the above at any time!

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*In my ficverse as endgame

**In the beginning (Y.T. before Melkor’s captivity), it deteriorates later into something that exists in my hcverse but I don’t necessarily “ship” it for anything but story purposes.

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Disclaimer about my discussions of trauma and its aftermath below:

Disclaimer: I am a survivor of serious trauma and abuse (diagnosed ptsd and c-ptsd), and I use characters, specifically Maedhros, as a way to process and help me in my recovery. I write a lot about this, frequently drawing on my own experiences as a survivor, and may at times deal with heavy topics. All of these will be tagged accordingly, and will mainly focus on the effects of torture, abuse, and neglect on the mind and body, and life overall, either during or after the trauma occurs. These specific metas/headcanons can be found in the tags “condemned to live” for mid-trauma and “the shadow of pain” for post-trauma and recovery. As these topics are heavy and, frequently, very personal to me, I ask that, while reblogs and comments on these writings are alright and encouraged, that those who interact with posts in these tags be respectful. I also have the tags “Maedhros in Angband” and “Life in Angband,” which, while they do draw on my experiences, are not so personal to me as those in the other tags. These are more wordbuilding and character-development focused.

I will not tolerate any fetishisation, glorification, or making light of the topics I discuss in these areas.