your mama is so gothic you will never escape the generational curse
theres too many princesses and maids and knights and whatever. can some of you develop a thatching fetish or something my roof is collapsing
it would be so funny if Fëanor couldn’t sing for shit tho. like imagine. brilliant linguist who invented written language. unrivaled smithing skills, craft to make the gods envious. a soul too fiery for an elven body to contain. so fierce in battle that it took three fallen angels to finally kill him. sings like this
I feel like sometimes people dont realise how powerful Maglor must be- being the mightiest singer in a world revolved around song must mean something after all.
I hate it when bad writers accidentally make characters that are exactly my type. pov you’re an ancient alchemist king turned to necromancy and destruction through the power of obsessive platonic love and grief turning into something toxic enough to shake the world forever several timelines over, turned quirky gay uncle bed and breakfast owner in solarpunk Paris with quite the tale to tell over tea and a galette. but you’re owned by g*mefreak
Inktober no.2 Morgoth on his Throne
The youth are lost
Home - Elrond getting all the hugs from his family because he deserves it and youβre never convincing me Finarfin doesnβt absolutely adore his grandson-in-law. Design notes and a bunch of headcanons under the cut!
Edit: Version without writing added at the end
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you are fucking died. game oval.
HEEEEERE’S JOHNNY!
For those who are wondering, this is not Photoshopped. It is not all that unusual for adult sulcatas to walk/burrow through drywall. Not necessarily for any particular reason, just because they feel like digging and can’t be bothered by the frivolity of human structures.
I like that this happens often enough that it is a known problem with this species