jrr tolkien: I write literally every kind of character jrrt: this is Beren, he's a wifeguy jrrt: Tom Bombadil, a total mystery but also a wifeguy jrrt: Treebeard, former wifeguy jrrt: Samwise Gamgee, future wifeguy jrrt:... jrrt: Turin Turambar, wifeguy gone terribly wrong
Not pictured: Maglors brothers being an absolute nightmare to mandos. He has them together, they immediately start making plans to break out. He separates them, they are somehow going more insane. At some point he just doesn't stop their escape attempts anymore. They are now the only elves to be illegally reborn.
btw niennas design is vaguely inspired by a statue of Mary
Fruit harvest festival
Nerdanel & Feanaro
wish gimli was real so i could hangout with him. need a chill guy like that in my life
Maglor: rating the places where I've cried!
Valinor: nice place. To nice. Ruins the vibe. 4/10
Himring: has long hallways, great acoustics and a very depressing atmosphere, but also Nelyo is there to tell me to stop being so dramatic. 6/10
Battlefield: absolutely no. 1/10
Beach: amazing. Uninterrupted. People think I'm a siren or a vengeful ghost. Or a crab for some reason. Befriended a seagull. 9/10. One point gets deducted because the sand is impossible to get out of my clothes.
Here’s a sketch of Maedhros from my work-in-progress fanfic about the Ambarussar starting a religion. Mae hasn’t heard from the twins in years, so he goes to check on them. He soon starts to feel severely overdressed when he arrives at the twins’ isolated ascetic cult community where everyone wears the same brown tunic (he has zero clue what he’s walking into.)
I aim to draw the twins next but alas they will be less sexy since they are quite emaciated, especially Amrod
A5 paper, markers, took about three hours
Galadriel: *lying face down on her bed*
Finrod entering her room: Hey, are you doing okay?
Galadriel in a muffled voice: I just need a break from everything. Including existing.
Finrod: Alright, if that's what you want.
Finrod shuffled in and plopped face down on the bed with her.
Galadriel looks up confused: What are you doing?
Finrod looks up at her and smiles softly: I'm taking a break from existing with you.
After a couple hours, their other brothers found their way into Galadriel's room, turning it into a cuddle pile, the four eventually drifting off to sleep.
one thing about them is that they will simply insult morgoth to his face <3 full brothers in heart indeed
Maybe it’s the youngest sibling in me but I too would nope out of my older siblings’ drama and happily stay in Valinor if they were always at each other’s throats and suddenly decided to take their problems an entire continent away.
You couldn’t pay me to get involved, thank you and goodbye. Begone and take your enablers with you.
Nerdanel, strong Nerdanel, young and curious. She travels alone throughout Valinor, to the edges of the light of the Trees. She sleeps on the fields under the stars, she eats what the land offers. She follows streams and wild beasts, she collects rocks and takes notes of the different types of mineral and stone, her drawings filling the pages of the little notebook she carries with her. She goes on foot, and her legs get strong and quick. She ascends the peaks, where the snow crunches under her boots, and running water carves shapes into the rock. She is on the summit of the Pelori, where the air is thinner and cold, and she can see the plains of Valinor stretch underneath her. She wonders if this is what Manwe feels like, if he feels the same exhilaration that she expereiences in her bones. She reaches the sea, she swims with the dolphins and imagines to fly with the seagulls, and her eyes are drawn to the dark sky far in the east. She wonders what had the Elves in Cuivenen seen, how they had lived in the dark, the stars their only guide. She feels observed, a kind presence that watches over her, and the stars look a little brighter as her voice raises in song to Varda. She stays there, at the fringes of the territories of the Eldar, mourning in her heart the day that she has to return home, under the bright light of the Trees - beautiful, but the stars are not as bright as they are here. She would like to take their light with her, to preserve that gentle and distant beauty. But she has to return at some point, she cannot wander forever.
One day, as she is making her way back home under the light of the Trees, she meets an ellon. He is tall and dark, but when he looks at her, his eyes shine brighter than Varda's creations. And Nerdanel knows that she will keep starlight with her forever.