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thraddy · 2 years
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Glorfindel and Erestor on a winter morning.
My very first gift for @officialtolkiensecretsanta !!! So happy to be part of this.
And the giftee is.....
Wait for the 24th. 😉
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thraddy · 2 years
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My gift for this year's @officialtolkiensecretsanta !
I hope you'll like this little comic about Mairon sneaking out of someplace in Valinor to go on a date with see Melkor and give him some shinies he made :>
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thraddy · 3 years
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"Reaching for the heart" Glorestor
Another piece I did for this year's trsb ( 3 total!). It feels like an age has passed since I completed this one - but it's finally getting close to the fic reveal. I'm very excited to get to read my pair's (Sylanna on ao3!) finished work.
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thraddy · 3 years
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wdym this isn’t what happened in the book
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thraddy · 3 years
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(Manwe.exe has stopped working) Thank you my friend for inspiring this!:-D
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thraddy · 3 years
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not to be lewd but who’s gonna stand with me in the halls of healing after the battle of the pelennor fields and hold my hand and tell me that the chill in the air is just the damp of the first spring rain and say “i do not believe this darkness will endure”
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thraddy · 3 years
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Mairon and his ELHVB (Extra Large Half Vala Baby)
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thraddy · 3 years
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i am so repulsed and repelled by all the immaculate, gleaming, white stores in malls selling rings and necklaces so devoid of any beauty in all their impersonal and polished elegance. i find my jewelry the old fashioned way (a ring slipped out of a pocket in the loincloth of a creature i discover living in the dripping caves of the misty mountains)
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thraddy · 3 years
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‘–Findis went instead to live among the Vanyar, in grief, and when Fingolfin followed Fëanor into exile, Írimë went with him. ”
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thraddy · 3 years
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Angband’s lieutenant.
Something I painted as a study earlier in the summer. I have stuff I wanna fix but…I’m too overwhelmed at the moment.
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thraddy · 3 years
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All these silly Mairons, Melkors, Feanorians, and a single disappointed Manwë stuck in the middle…. I’m getting some stickers printed of my chibis! ✨💗 Found someone more local that can do sheet by sheet instead of me having to get hundreds (too many dark lords to handle lol). I’m getting a few sheets of them for myself, but if there is interest I can get more and put them in my shop. Feel free to let me know specifically what designs you’d like!
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thraddy · 3 years
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Mirkwood:
Celegorm: Well, here's one Elf they won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox! ...oh!
Thranduil: The Ñoldo breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark.
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thraddy · 3 years
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Glorfindel says they’ll have roses, of course. Erestor says he’d prefer lilies.
“But lilies are for death!”
“Don’t you remember, darling?” Erestor does not glance up from the stack of paperwork on his skirts. “You died.”
With an admiring chuckle, Glorfindel turns to the junior horticulturist seated across from them.
“I suppose I did,” he admits, and throws up his hands. “He’s got me there!”
“Lilies…and…roses,” repeats the horticulturist to their ledger, studiously avoiding eye contact.
“And chrysanthemums.” Now Erestor turns full attention to the meeting, and levels his piercing grey gaze over the desk. “But not yellow ones. Nothing yellow at all, in fact. Especially not celandines. Write that down.”
The horticulturist nods, quill hastening down the page.
Glorfindel objects. “Not a single golden flower? I find that hardly fair, arimelda. And besides, people are going to have certain symbolic expectations.”
“I had enough of golden flowers when they sprung up from your grave,” says Erestor in reply, and with this the matter is settled.
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wrote some Classic Glorestor™️ to fulfill my emotional needs & thank @ambrorussa/ @welcometolotr for art <3. a little horny, a lot wholesome, goofy as hell, 100% intended to evoke the green-on-black typeface of Library of Moria. read on ao3 
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thraddy · 3 years
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Erestor & Glorfindel (very busy) from A Marriage Plot/A Wedding Plan by the wonderful @i-am-a-lonely-visitor
i’ve had a diff piece based on the prequel sitting in sketch stage for…many weeks…but i read AWP tonight and was like. no. the motivation is here for GLORESTOR, LET’S GO
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thraddy · 3 years
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ummmmmmm . them. that’s it. just them.
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thraddy · 3 years
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thraddy · 3 years
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Again trsb21 has sucked me right in the world of Tolkien - and there's still a long way before I can reveal the art I did for that - so I obviously had to make another piece (I streamed a bit of the process, you can check out my twitch for that)
The piece is based on an idea that something went wrong when G was returned from the dead and he ends up a place bound spirit. E has lived a life of an exotic entertainer and is alledgedly a witch - he stumbles across the place G is haunting.
The thing about spirits like G is that they can hop on a person (a possession of sorts) to catch a ride somewhere else. However there's a catch: 1. to posses a person the "victim" has to be considerably weakened and 2. Carrying around a spirit brings horrible luck and puts the person in mortal danger. These are not well known facts.
G is still bound by duty and the 2 head towards Imladris. During the journey G learns to partially manifest for short periods while E consults various people/trees/spirits to try and find a way to craft a body for his favorite spirit.
Fic writers may go wild if they so wish. I will in no way attempt to stop you if you'd like to write something based on this/parts of it. (I love you.)
I'm in desperate need of glorestor.
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