- Glorfindel, to the Nazgûl on the banks of the Bruinen, book I, chapter XII
#GLORFINDEL#grabs your face and yells about him#AU in which glorfindel faces the nazgul#and theyre so overwhelmed with his perfection#they forsake their dark lord#and start following glorfindel instead#like literally following#it’s just like he a got a bunch of goth groupies overnight#glorfindel is all like#you guys uhhhhhh#this is making me a bit uncomfortable#you following me around everywhere#also while my quarters are quite spacious#ten’s a bit of a crowd you know; undead or not#so could you not… hover like that#this is very awkward you guys#but then they start giving him backrubs and making excellent tea and braiding his hair nicely#‘my lord of the golden flower’ they screech#‘while your hair is really a glorious wonder -’#(screech)#‘you must admit it is also a proven safety hazard’#glorfindel frowns but concedes their point#also the witch king of angmar turns out to be quite the capable hairstylist#glorfindel and his nazgul entourage#can that be a thing please (via dwimmerlaiks)
oh
my god
Oh my god Aly
