Lord of the House of The Golden Flower

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ringbearing:

Silmarillion mood boards (9,10/?)

Glorfindel requested by glorfindeliciouss + Ecthelion
1 day ago on August 21st, 2014 |J |VIA -SOURCE
Tagged as: #I'm British we queue 
sportlifeon:

Jousting at Warwick Castle

sportlifeon:

Jousting at Warwick Castle

1 day ago on August 20th, 2014 |J |VIA -SOURCE

Chris Hemsworth | ALS Ice Bucket  Challenge and Hemsworth nippels( x )

1 day ago on August 20th, 2014 |J |VIA -SOURCE
Tagged as: #face claim #awwwww 

ecthelion-of-the-fountain:

The room was all perfect when Glorfindel stood back with a tired smile on his lips, slightly dishevelled hair and surveyed his handy-work. It wasn’t anything particularly special, but it was an effort, for him.

An excited Elensil staying with the twins, he’d moved every piece of furniture and cleaned meticulously throughout all of their rooms during the afternoon. Polished the windows and the mirrors and had the balcony doors open all day to let in the fresh air. 

That done and he’d been down to the kitchens to pick up what he’d asked for especially. Platters of cold meats, cheeses, breads, strawberry tarts and fresh cream. those were now sitting covered on the small table behind him, along with a pitcher of iced tea, some of the last of the stored ice from the cold cellar.

The bedroom he’d also tried his best with. A voile hung over the four poster which was made up with fresh linen and looked soft and inviting.

He had time, he hoped, for a bath and to make himself presentable before his husband came home. He wanted to have a clean one, hot ready and waiting for him too when he came back.

It was only a few days, yes, but he’d been missed and besides, who said he couldn’t be romantic sometimes? 

He didn’t let his horse rest much on his way back to Imladris, pushing both himself and his mount to their limits. But it seemed that neither minded much. Perhaps his mare wished to return home as much as he did for she kept her pace even when her breathing got louder and her sides sweaty.

They arrived late in the afternoon, when the sun was setting and painting the sky with radiant colours. Ecthelion, though eager to see his family again, made sure that his mare was well taken care of before leaving the stables and heading up the path to the House. He was weary after his journey, feeling dirty from the road and sticky with the sweat and he couldn’t wait to take a nice, long bath. And maybe, when El was put to sleep, maybe Laure would join him or at least wash his hair… He smiled to himself at that vision, quickly making his way down the corridors and to their rooms.

"Laure? I’m home!" He announced as he entered, closing the door behind himself. He was just about to go further into their chambers when he suddenly stopped, looking around properly and his smile widened on his lips. Everything was shiny clean, dusted and polished, and all items in their places, no mess anywhere. No random glasses, pieces of paper, no toys in sight. He could tell someone worked hard and he was quite sure it wasn’t any of the servants.

So he sat on the floor by the door to pull off his boots before he’d leave any traces of mud and dirt on the washed floor. 

"Ai, I’m just in here!" Glorfindel called back to him from the bathroom where he was just finishing drawing a fresh bath for Ehtele, pouring fragrant oils into the water and swirling them in with his hand. The room was steamy and smelled of rosemary and lavender, some cedar and sandalwood there too, the latter a fresh lot that he’d bought from the traders from the East when they came through. 

He turned off the shining silver tap and stood, roughly towel dried hair over his shoulders and a light evening robe tied hastily about himself. He was tired physically but mentally relaxed only. He was happier too now that his spouse was home.

"Ehtele," he smiled as he stepped back out and looked over to him, "I trust your journey was good? Come, tell me all about it and I’ll wash your hair for you. the water’s all ready." He went over and kissed him lightly on the cheek and embraced him. "I missed you."

2 days ago on August 19th, 2014 |J |VIA -SOURCE
Tagged as: #domestic fluff is all I ever need :) 
loreleiblacksnow:

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loreleiblacksnow:

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3 days ago on August 19th, 2014 |J |VIA -SOURCE
Tagged as: #I'm British we queue 

welcometolotr:

Glorfindel pouncing on Eowyn after the War :P

(for anyone unaware, Glorfindel was the one to make the original prophecy of ‘not by the hand of man shall he fall’ concerning the witch-king)

(can someone write this please? like - glorfindel coming with the delegation from rivendell to minas tirith for the coronation and he goes to find the person who fulfilled his thousand-year-old prediction and boom it’s this awesome gal and hobbit duo)

3 days ago on August 19th, 2014 |J |VIA -SOURCE
Tagged as: #I'm British we queue 
//that’s the extent of tonight’s efforts. I’ll give my hand a rest and carry on tomorrow.

//that’s the extent of tonight’s efforts. I’ll give my hand a rest and carry on tomorrow.

3 days ago on August 18th, 2014 |J
Tagged as: #glorfindel #wip #teamgondolin 
//a sneak preview of the reason I’m missing tonight :)

//a sneak preview of the reason I’m missing tonight :)

3 days ago on August 18th, 2014 |J
Tagged as: #glorfindel #wip #wow the curls are killing me 

there are ship partners and then there are ship soulmates who headcanon with you until you run out of things to say about your ship (which is never) and who you can message like “hey do this with me” and they will and who are chill about replies bc lbr your ships aren’t gonna die anytime soon

4 days ago on August 17th, 2014 |J |VIA -SOURCE
"My dearest Laurefindil! Cirdan sends his regards and that's where I'm going to end it, sparing you all the scolding for not visiting him this time. I'll be riding back tomorrow and if the perians don't stop me for their exquisite food this time, I should be home before new moon. I miss you, Malthener but it won't be long now. Kiss El from me. Yours, Ehtele."


Opening the scroll as the messenger left his office Glorfindel smiled as he read the obviously hastily penned note, chuckling fondly at the sentiments from his old friend and his smile growing wider to learn that he’d be home a lot sooner than either had planned…unless the Perian had strawberries, then he’d be done for!

Rolling it back up he placed it on the shelf to his side, sighing softly over the inventory he was going over. It was dull work and made the days long, but it was nigh on time for the evening meal and then some time with El before his bed. Then tomorrow, well Etele would be home!

Not so bad.

4 days ago on August 17th, 2014 |J