Color Me Curious
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@ask-ecthelion-archived-blog
What's your favourite thing about Glorfindel?
When I am with him, I lose all sense of time and we drift aimlessly through it without a care. An hour becomes indistinguishable from five months and, with him, it does not matter.
Ah, my dear friend Ecthelion! It is good to see you again, I've heard you've continued to make a name for yourself with your fine dresses, ha! Why I was just talking about you recently, a shame you weren't around for the conversations, very flattering. I hope your figure has kept through rebirth, yes?
Don't be ridiculous, Salgant. Of course it has.
oh dear god. here we go with the LOTR fan art. Glorfindel, why you no in movie? -__- i blame my excitement for the hobbit….
ask-glorfindelofgondolin replied to your post: Jealous that this Loki would come to steal Glo-Glo away from you, Puddle-Lord?
Who is this that is apparently stealing me away? *raises eyebrow*
I believe Maeglin “ships” you and this Loki person.
I disagree.
But why? I do not even know who he is.
I still do not understand all this shipping business.
Cirdan might! I should have asked him when I landed in the Havens.
ask-glorfindelofgondolin replied to your post: Jealous that this Loki would come to steal Glo-Glo away from you, Puddle-Lord?
Who is this that is apparently stealing me away? *raises eyebrow*
I believe Maeglin "ships" you and this Loki person.
I disagree.
Glorfindel. I mean. Really. Come on. The elf battled - and killed - a fucking Balrog when it ambushed those fleeing from the fall of Gondolin. Without Glorfindel it’s a pretty good damn possibility that Tuor and Idril and Earendil would all have been killed (okay, Thorondor gets credit here too,…
funambulist: you know who just doesn’t get enough appreciation?
Granted, Lorye, but the defense of Gondolin was not a solitary effort.
True, but it is a rare sight for me to see recognition from the mortals for this. I have even seen some who do not know of my existence entirely and believe Lady Arwen saved Frodo. I do not understand it.
A fair point: the mortals these days seem to live too far from the mountains or the sea, and their minds become fluffed with prairie-wind.
Glorfindel. I mean. Really. Come on. The elf battled - and killed - a fucking Balrog when it ambushed those fleeing from the fall of Gondolin. Without Glorfindel it’s a pretty good damn possibility that Tuor and Idril and Earendil would all have been killed (okay, Thorondor gets credit here too,…
Granted, Lorye, but the defense of Gondolin was not a solitary effort.
Jealous that this Loki would come to steal Glo-Glo away from you, Puddle-Lord?
I knew there was a reason I so enjoyed locking you in closets.
...who is Loki?
What is he, that all the maidens laud him? Clever, fair, and shrewd is he; the Hiddles such grace did lend him that he might admired be.
Is he kind as he is fair? Was is this "monster crotch?" Love doth to their eyes repair the rubble that was New York and the many million dead.
Then to Loki I hear them sing, that Loki is excellent. He explodes each mortal thing. Upon the free earth dwelling he doth Chitauri bring.
(commission) Glorfindel by arkoniel
I heard a rumor that Glorfindel liked to wear his long golden hair loose and you often told him it was better to pull it back and he told you nothing bad could possibly happen. Did this really happen? And did you point out how you were right when you met in the Halls of Mandos? And how come you weren't sent back to Middle-Earth with him?
You must be new.
I would direct you to this.
And ignore the second question.
raven’s name means: 1) Shotacon. 2) A lovely lady.
Elisabeth’s name means: 1) Winning at life. 2) To go broke buying anime figures.
oli’s name means: 1) Super do-S. 2) To watch porn all day.
Lol no.2 is accurate.
Finrod’s name means: 1) Likes homo. 2) To go broke buying anime figures.
…What is a homo
…What is an anime and where can I buy figures of it
Maedhros’s name means: 1) Not wearing any. 2) Gone down the wrong path in life.
Both of these are extremely fitting.
Lindir’s name means: 1) Forever alone. 2) Not wearing any.
…what.
Thranduil’s name means: 1) A dysfunctional brain. 2) Will never be popular.
/spits wine
Gloin’s name means: 1) To cry alone. 2) The final boss.
I might be lonely, Thranduil, but I seem to be doing better than you.
Celeborn’s name means: 1) To cosplay badly. 2) A fine gentleman.
I have no clue as to what ‘cosplay’ means but I rather like number 2.
Ecthelion's name means: 1) To let your imagination run wild. 2) To put panties on your head.
...it seems accurate.
Oh, how Glorfindel screamed. Every lick, every suck, every movement of your tongue made him moan loudly with desire. Every Elf in Rivendell could probably hear the racket you two were making, but you both, of course, were beyond caring. You hold his hips down, leaving him unable to thrust up into more contact with you. Torture, it was, but sweet, sweet, luxurious torture.
Definitely hear the racket we two are making.
Gripping the base of his vegan sausage in your hand, you bend over and furiously lick and suck his Eru-gift, drawing screams and moans from Glorfindel's throat, smirking around it all the while. Oh, he was getting the pleasure he so wanted from you, but never was it to culminate, never to grant him the release he desired.
Never is a long time, and I do love him.
You reach down between his legs, and he feels something clipped tightly around his Eru-gift. Lo and behold it is a cock ring. Glorfindel looks at you, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wide, confused as to whether to be aroused or to be apprehensive.
Did you mean Glorfindel's entire life.
Glorfindel expects that it is the usual jar of scented oil, or perhaps a coil of rope to restrain his hands, but it is not. It is something far, far more unusual. Your smirk widens as you crawl closer toward your lover, who is anxious as to what will happen next.
I am sure he is.
I would send Glorfindel some porn if he had an anon feature on his blog. But anyway: He grits his teeth, desperate to make contact, but you pull yourself away and grope underneath the bed for something. He hoists himself up on his elbows with a curious look on his face, and you reply with a smirk.
He does not? Curious.
That is almost always how it happens.
