#Lyragothart

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End of the Second Age. Sauron knew every microexpression on Celebrimbor’s face—and that’s when the paintings began. Hundreds, perhaps thousands. Few ever accessed the dark tower, but those who did whispered of a mysterious elf carved over and over along the pillars and shadowed halls of Barad-dûr. They wondered—not aloud—who he was and what it meant. "Are all my thoughts of you, sweet raptured light? It ends here tonight."

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Ctrl + C Ctrl + V Curufinwë and Curufinwë Jr.

Not very polished but oh well, made it in some hours lol

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Lúthien and her silmaril

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"So you wanna play with magic? Boy, you should know what you falling for Baby, do you dare to do this? 'Cause I'm coming at you like a dark horse" Ar Pharazon & Sauron

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LyraGoth series Sons of Fëanor. Posting in age order.

Yay. First drawings of 2025 and first time rendering backgrounds.

Some hcs: The brothers are physically affectionate <3 but, like most siblings, they also drive each other crazy. They’re a mafia-like family, bound by blood and oath, with (pretty much) only each other to rely on.

For Maedhros’ hand, I imagine a magical-metal-prosthetic crafted by Curufin—no screws, just brilliance and enchantment *-* The reference was T-1000 from Terminator 2.  Tyelko’s style mixes influences from Icelandic Vikings and native Brazilians—my home countries. He and Curufin wear matching Star of Fëanor jewelry.

Also, I did my best to give Carnistir his iconic red face XD

Lastly, Curufin is my favorite. I have countless hcs about him, many of which diverge from fanom (and that’s fine). But for now, I'll just say that I think he looks even more beautiful when he smiles.

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Míriel is re-embodied, and now Tyelko is no longer the only "fair" elf in the Fëanorian household. No one is allowed to mess with her sweet baby by calling him Dumpster-Arafinwën-Tyelko! lol

Anyway, these little silly frames were based on this ficlet here. *Some more hcs in the tags.

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Celebrimbor: I will kill you Annatar: You are so beautiful

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"Please," Celegorm tore off his helmet and dropped to his knees beside his brother. "Don't go..."  His fingers traced Curufin’s dark hair, now marred with blood. “Stop playing,” he pleaded, his voice trembling as he forced a smile. “Open your eyes.” He hoped for one last trick because Curufin always had a plan, but his brother remained unresponsive. He tenderly brushed Curufin's face, and his hand recoiled at the chill of his skin. Gradually, his smile faded.

Memories of their childhood flooded his mind—Curufin’s laughter, once carefree as they hunted together through the fields of Valinor, now felt like a distant dream. The harsh reality yanked him back to the present and he sobbed openly, cradling Curufin in his arms as he did when they were children. "Little one," he sighed, rocking back and forth as tears fell onto his brother's cheeks. "Blood of my blood,"

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“Don't be afraid,” Celegorm murmured, holding Curufin close despite the excruciating pain tearing through his chest. “I'll be with you soon.”

As night fell, Celegorm’s servants stumbled upon him clinging to Curufin's body in the kingly hall. In the dim light of their torches, the brothers' faces reflected a strange state of peace.

Together in life, together in death, they parted from the world as they had lived in it: inseparable.

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"Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery Just like a dream... You are not what you seem Just like a prayer, no choice, your voice can take me there" Witch-King and his Lord

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His absence.

I've been redrawing some of my old artwork just for fun. This is my take on Annatar.

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(...) Then Eöl sprang onto the back of his cardboard box, flicking his tail as he spoke: "It is well, Lord Curufin, to find a kin-claw so generous in my hour of need. I shall remember it upon my return."

Curufin’s gaze darkened, his whiskers twitching in disdain, tail high. “Do not puff up your fur and prance before me with the title of your mate,” he meowed. "For those who steal the kitty-ladies of the Noldor and claim them without toys or milk do not earn a place in our pedigree. I have given you leave to go. Take it, and be gone." @curufiin

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Witch-King of Angmar

Former Numenorean lord and Sauron's favorite lieutenant

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Only you could accomplish such art, Ce-le-brim-booorrr

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This was an attempt of inspired-anime-style, for a future comic. But I didn't like it that much.

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The Lord of the Rings, Celebrimbor

Celebrimbor holds Nenya, Narya and Vilya.

Head of the master smiths, Lord of Eregion, Fëanor's grandson, exceptional artist—and most importantly, an absolute badass. I like to think he had amazing telekinetic powers because Sauron certainly attempted to invade his mind to gather information about the Three. Unsuccessfully.

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MorGoth by LyraGoth

"As a shadow Melkor did not then conceive himself. For in his beginning he loved and desired light (...)"

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I really enjoy drawing twink Sauron. His hair was very experimental, I wanted it to resemble flames. It was the first time I rendered curly hair, I don't think it looks that bad... but I wish I had sprinkled more freckles in his cheeks.