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Gotta paint at least one of these!

by Marat Akhmetvaleev

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✨our golden boi Glorfindel! ✨

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“That is the last time you dump me in the river and go haring off just because Arwen gives you puppy-dog eyes.”

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Murderbot + fashion

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BROKE: elves never actually need to eat or sleep because they are perfect beings uwu

WOKE: elves can get by without eating or sleeping for extended periods because they are superior in body to mere mortals

BESPOKE: elves can survive without eating or sleeping for far longer than mortals, but it makes them incredibly stupid, and a good number of events in the Silmarillion can be attributed to somebody with a Fin-name being overtired and hangry

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How on Arda did I not see this yesterday? Look, it's the Theban Band of Gondolin (Not in Gondolin).

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*)

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🙈 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

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Plz reblog for a bigger sample size

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Yeah, who are these people Haldir is relying on for accurate reports on Valinorean flora? Gandalf and Glorfindel? They're probably trolling him.

"Alas for Lothlórien that I love! It would be a poor life in a land where no mallorn grew. But if there are mallorn-trees beyond the Great Sea, none have reported it."

- The Fellowship of the Ring, Book II, Chpt. VI

Stumbled across this quote from Haldir on my reread of the Fellowship, and it got me thinking about a) the way knowledge about certain places and people is distributed in the Legendarium and b) plants native to Middle Earth and plants native to Valinor, and how much of a difference there is.

I would like to make a long meta post but I literally lack the energy to do so, so instead let me ask you:

If you have another more nuanced take let me know in the tags please!!

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someone I follow on the bird app just announced they’re starting a very exclusive private fic server because they and a bunch of other people want to talk about how much they love the fics they’re reading, and as an author can I just say that a really great place to talk about a fic you love is in the comments for that fic

I understand that people are trying to create safe spaces, but as the number of comments that I get on my fics dwindles with each passing year, knowing these spaces exist where my fics are being discussed, places that I am excluded from, makes me want to write fic LESS

I mean I guess who cares, right, because if I stop writing, there’s 10,000 other people that will continue…but if you participate in a fic “book club” server and you say nice things there about a fic you loved, maybe copy and paste that into a comment on AO3?

the only thing fanfic writers are asking for in return for hours of hard work is attention. please don’t rob us of the one thing that we hope for when we hit “post”

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Imagine Ecthelion enchanting you with his magical flute.

Author: Anonymous

Artist: Kiki Chan

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If I were him I would feel DEEPLY UNCOMFORTABLE at being invoked like that,

Obsessed with how loved Earendil is. Splendor of the Children of Earth, a light in dark places when all other lights go out, our most beloved star. In the books, people call out to him the same way they call out to Varda. He's spoken of with such reverence. The longed for that cometh beyond hope.

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Reunion in Valinor

Glorfindel/Ecthelion

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Maedhros did deeds of surpassing valour, and the Orcs fled before his face; for since his torment upon Thangorodrim his spirit burned like a white fire within, and he was as one that returns from the dead. Thus the great fortress upon the Hill of Himring could not be taken, and many of the most valiant that remained, both of the people of Dorthonion and of the east marches, rallied there to Maedhros; and for a while he closed once more the Pass of Aglon, so that the Orcs could not enter Beleriand by that road.

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Ink, Japanese watercolors, home made gold watercolor

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Fingon, Maedhros and little Ereinion for art trade with nice http://chibi-sempai.deviantart.com/ :3

ehh…i´m drawing to much happy elves pictures ….now i need to draw some dark lords or dragons or something…..

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low effort ecthelion and glorfindel bc i wanted to make casual outfits for them

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SSP: A Close Reading

The last of my three TRSB treats is another comedy--ar rather, a comedy within a comedy! It is a shockingly long (4.5k) scene of Glorfindel and Ecthelion reading a dodgy (and romantic) play together.

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Glorfindel’s hair fell forward when he reached for the page, reminding Ecthelion of a completely inappropriate dream he had been trying hard to forget. But the shameful memory fled as Glorfindel began to declaim, in the clear, martial voice he used during weapon-drills.

Oh lady fair with moonlight on her head Throughout my life I have heard much of you. Our fathers always dreamed that we might wed As by the starlit lake their friendship grew.

Pity–

“Ah, sorry, that is you, Ecthelion,” he said, at normal volume. “Eärwen, I mean.”

It took Ecthelion a moment to process the performance he had just witnessed, and decide that yes, the casting decision must have been at least partly hair-based. Then, he smiled politely, and recited Eärwen’s response, doing his best to ignore its impropriety and to capture, instead, its combative-flirtatious intent.

Pity our sires could not be wed instead, Rather than pass their wishful dreams to you.

“Oh, that is really good!” Glorfindel was beaming.

“You like this… poetry?”

“I like your reading! As for the poetry… I must admit that parts of it give me pause. ‘Moonlight on her head’, really? The moon did not even exist, back then."

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BTW, all my TRSB stories include the artworks on which they are based. I internally debated including them in these posts, but it felt unfair, like false advertising. Maybe I will just repost the works themselves tomorrow.

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SSP: The Tunnel

Here is the second of my TRSB treats. i will not quote it, as it is very short, anyway. It's the last meeting of Glorfindel and Ecthelion, during the attack on Gondolin. And you know how most of my stories are humour? This one is not.