#Anywho MY SON!!!!!

[dixidin]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SON AND ONE OF MY FIRST COMFORT CHARACTERS!!! (He one years old :3)

(Plus a little extra thing at the bottom :3)

@zol1x DING DING DING UR ART IS HERE EAT UP

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[group-dynamic]

*SCREECHING*

I was watching this lovely, bittersweet edit highlighting the short, tragic friendship between Celebrimbor and Elrond as they're portrayed in the Rings of Power, and it got me reflecting (as many of us have) on the prophesy, "My father foresaw that one day Celebrimbor's life would be in my hands" and how it's too bad there wasn't anything that felt like a weighty resolution to that thread. Like, to have a prophesy directly from the foresight of Eärendil that's first mentioned in season one and invented for the show feels so significant to be used merely as a device to compound Elrond's failure, you know? The prophesy works well as foreshadowing and elevates the tragic impact of Elrond's role as commander and his inability to defend Eregion, but that feels so distant to the idiom "life in his hands." Especially since Elrond isn't even in sight of Celebrimbor's death, so how could his life really be so directly in his hands--

IT'S THE RING.

THE RINGS.

Elrond's only direct acts related to "saving" Celebrimbor on screen is trying to save his records and his city, aka the lore and legacy around him. And that fails. The records are burned, the city is reduced to rubble, the smith's greatest achievements are corrupted and certainly going to be twisted further to some evil purpose in Sauron's hands.

And Elrond's been so certain that those rings are corrupted, including the elven rings (which for a while are the only rings the Lindon elves know of in the show). But then suddenly those elven rings are all that's left of Celebrimbor's legacy and in the first and last episode of the season they're LITERALLY in Elrond's hands. When he jumps from the cliff trying to keep them from his friends, and when he finally picks one up and uses it for good--for its intended, healing purpose. I mean, Elrond future lore master has Celebrimbro's life story in his hands. He has Celebrimbor's life's work in his hands, and all the parts of himself and his craft he poured into those rings.

And one day Elrond will literally be one of the bearers and wielders of Celebrimbor's life work and legacy. Yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaahhh==

"His life in his hands" indeed.

[rozeliyawashereyall]

Ngl drew this guy just for @jonxy-wonxy-teehee as a surprise gift

Anyway hi jonxy you're cool

[estie-draws-shit]

these are my current designs for SoF…. For some fun

Because I’m lazy. @papita474 idk if you have designs for all the sons, but I’d love to see your version of this poll!

[happi-tree]

Hello :) do you take art requests?

Would you be willing to draw-

Teen-High-Binder Transmasc Normal?

Hi there, Nonnie! While I don't typically do requests I HAD to jump on the bandwagon for this one. Thank you Will Campos for making characters that are so queer and transgender 💗💗💗

Hope you're having a wonderful day!

[brainlessbaguette]

After 150+ hours in totk I crawl put of a whole just long enough to finish something art related

I will say that, although I am enjoying the game, MAN do I have beef with it. I was never really invested in the zonai which may be my biggest problem because the entire game is "look at how cool the zonai were." Like idc they're past tense. I could make a rant post about it but I will refrain because the art is unrelated and I don't want to accidently spoil. Just know that if your a zelda fan who isn't loving it you are not alone, I don't even think totk is making my top 10 if Im being honest with myself, hoping the last little bit of story can save it.

ANYWAY I miss skull kid Nintendo, can we please bring those little shits back? I was really hoping theyd make an appearance in the new one but you dropped the ball on that. I know they're there, they laugh when I get busted in lost woods. Where are my children nintendo???

[ej-artyarts]

Icon Comm of a friend’s fursona, Ashton (they/them)!

[dirtytransmasc]

this is Mr. Chuckles, I made him with my kids at camp, they named him, he's some sort of shark, I made him with no reference, I was just going.

[altruistic-meme]

do i dare write the post looking at and trying to explain Queen Kristina's behavior? probably. i swear im trying to be less annoying about it but also like. i do what I want.

[ambersky0319]

Guess who finally listened to the entire heathers soundtrack for the first time ever

[blubary]

I'm so sad about the lack of fanfic for Little Hope on ao3. Like, I want an angsty sad hurt/comfort daylor fanfic. But everyone knows I won't write it because I love them too much. I want Daniel getting upset about something and Andrew and Taylor helping him calm down. But I wouldn't know where to start with a fanfic like that lol

[ruinakete]

"You're not supposed to kill anyone," Griss says, but behind the excitement in his eyes and smile, it's hard to tell if he believes it. Or cares. Standing to Zephia's left, he stares off at the rest of the field and its blend of colors: red like blood, blue like bruises, gold like...

A horn blares and his head snaps up toward the cliffs, the thought severed before it can finish. A southerly breeze swells and rushes through the crowd. The flags snap and flutter over the hush.

Griss tosses his head to brush the hair out of his eyes as he glances back at Zephia, meeting her two-toned eyes with a toothy grin.

"But that doesn't mean you can't rough 'em up real nice. I hope I go home with a nice reminder." He extends his arm, flips it over to examine the underside, then points to his ribs underneath and laughs. "Maybe right here."

OF COURSE NOT," comes the amused hum of the mage dragon, flexing her claws in arches and curls until a satisfying crack lets the tension within her simmer, "the monastery is not likely to support more. . . fitting practices like peer elimination. unfortunate, dear, i know. you need not tell me."

but griss does not, for both kin and herself are silenced by the abrupt blaring of a horn overhead, drawing their curt attention yet losing it all the same. it is almost startling how unfamiliar she feels here; poised to stand beneath the colors of a banner she knows little of, to support the house of a dragon she knew not existed until weeks ago. though she cannot be solemn now, can she? not when her hound meets her eyes with the excitement of a child first getting his hands on his master's tome.

home, he speaks so easily of.

zephia offers him a smile, arms crossed over her chest and head canted down to see where he points. a fit of sweetly natural laughter leaves her in an exhale despite herself. "and i hope your opponents gift you that pleasure! hm-hm, only a fool would be unable to, after all. but, if they do not, then you may find me instead."

sangria eyes flit elsewhere, narrowing to the expanse of the battlefield before them; not ignorant to the flags fluttering overhead, easily bent to the wind. she has only seen rafal once. . . may lord sombron grant her the blessing of a closer vantage point, then. an eye into the natural state of any fell child. . .

"griss. i expect to hear the upset whines of my students after this battle, yes? complaining about a hound who nearly tore them apart to-day." and with that━━━and a harsh flick of her wrist, striking griss' shoulder as if a good luck gesture━━━zephia turns to leave. a fanged grin is given in farewell, "simply tend to them, darling. that is all."

[richardxoliverxmayhew]

//Richard randomly after being dead silent for a month or so:

[mushroom-for-art]

Introducing Moth! Ft bby grub Moth! This mew was made with the lovely @cinnatwo!! He's our joint child!! Please behold him!

[fillybuildsahouse]

I finished God Of War :')

[kimjunnoodle]

Thor love him monkey so much 😭 they stopped producing this guy so i’ve had to sew him up a couple times but they are inseparable