big brother Maedhros….trying to calm down baby Caranthir.
Well, Caranthir is Caranthir….[^^;]>
taaaaaaaaauuuuuuuriiiiieeeeellll……this one is for you =D! I hope you like it. sorry for the late post [>.<].
i’m not even sorry
hwarang said: I just wanted to say I really like your art, it’s wonderful! and because of you I see a lot more of baby feanorians and happy feanorians on my dash and there’s nothing I love more than happy feanorians so: thank you so much for sharing your art with all of us!
Thank you very much~ I’ll soon tire you all bc I’ll flood your dashes with proud parents and their babies UvU
OMG OMG OMG THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER!!!
YOU WILL NEVER TIRE US, NOT ME AT LEAST! Look at them! LOOK AT THESE PROUD PARENTS, LOOK AT THE BABY GIRLS AND LOOK AT FEANOR’S BABIES!!!
I’M SORRY I CAN’T CALM DOWN BECAUSE THIS IS THE BEST!
tosquinha THANK YOU SO MUCH!
I finally finished it I can’t believe how much focus it took to sit down and finish it after many failed attempts.
Anyways, Maeglin in the middle, his parents Aredhel and Eöl on the left, and his cousin Idril with her husband Tuor on the right.
I want to get a tattoo Tolkien related, but I still haven’t found the right thing.. I’ll keep on searching, but I definitely want one.
I might get a small arrow on my wrist when I go as moral support for hwarang who’s getting her first tattoo on Friday :D
Friday is going to be a disaster. I will laugh, I will cry, there will be pain. My parents will hate me. Oh god. But constructedofchemicals is THE BEST! <3
You should get that arrow while you keep thinking of a tolkien-related one :) You’ll find the perfect one for you one day, you’ll see! :D
In which Dís is fed up with idiots and fighting and decides to do something about it, saving the day with her awesomeness and now everyone can go home.
There is nothing to justify the way Saeros acts and I don’t like it at all. I think I read somewhere (maybe in Unfinished Tales, or Children of Húrin?) that he was somewhat related to Daeron? Well, that’s still no excuse. Daeron was in love and might have honestly believed that Beren was no good for Lúthien and no one can blame him for that. And that’s it, he didn’t do anything else. But Saeros? With his stupid comments, thinking himself oh so clever.
"Then Túrin in great anger took up a drinking-vessel, and cast it at Saeros; and he was grievously hurt."
I ALWAYS laugh out loud when I read that (ok, I might snort actually, but, whatever). You totally deserved that Saeros. You’re just jealous and insecure. You don’t like Túrin? You don’t trust him? Your problem with him is that he’s of the race of Men? FINE, just ignore him and act like the fucking grown up that you are.
Anyway, what Túrin did was wrong but was really an accident. I know most people think that humiliating someone like that is actually stooping to their level and we should be above that but I don’t agree, (here comes Polly the little shit:) sometimes you need to take matters into your own hands and being the bigger person doesn’t satisfy your inner anger. Túrin probably agrees with me
(of course he does, we’re practically the same person). So, fuck you Saeros, you had it coming.
Apologies to any Saeros lovers out there. He’s probably the ONLY elf I can’t like. (Eöl at least is interesting/intriguing, but Saeros? no, take him from my sight before I throw something at him).
I don’t really forgive people I just pretend like its ok and wait for my opportunity to destroy them
And when Valinor was full-wrought and the mansions of the Valar were established, in the midst of the plain beyond the mountains they built their city, Valmar of many bells. Before its western gate there was a green mound, Ezellohar, that is named also Corollairë; and Yavanna hallowed it, and she sat there long upon the green grass and sang a song of power, in which was set all her thought of things that grow in the earth. But Nienna thought in silence, and watered the mould with tears. In that time the Valar were gathered together to hear the song of Yavanna, and they sat silent upon their thrones of council in the Máhanaxar, the Ring of Doom near to the golden gates of Valmar, and Yavanna Kementári sang before them and they watched.
And as they watched, upon the mound there came forth two slender shoots; and silence was over all the world in that hour, nor was there any other sound save the chanting of Yavanna. Under her song the saplings grew and became fair and tall, and came to flower; and thus there awoke in the world the Two Trees of Valinor. Of all things which Yavanna made they have most renown, and about their fate all the tales of the Elder Days are woven.
The one had leaves of dark green that beneath were as shining silver, and from each of his countless flowers a dew of silver light was ever falling, and the earth beneath was dappled with the shadow of his fluttering leaves. The other bore leaves of a young green like the new-opened beech; their edges were of glittering gold. Flowers swung upon her branches in clusters of yellow flame, formed each to a glowing horn that spilled a golden rain upon the ground; and from the blossom of that tree there came forth warmth and a great light. Telperion the one was called in Valinor, and Silpion, and Ninquelótë, and many other names; but Laurelin the other was, and Malinalda, and Culúrien, and many names in song beside."
Prepare for battle.