#Turkafinwe

[drawulan]

Turko and Huan (small vers.)

[ylieke]

[thetiredprometheus]

Celegorm and Curufin explaining the Luthien situation to Maedhros

[thelien-art]

Finrod and Celegorm for @peasant-player who won one of the December games <3

Truly a joy working on this, especially the hair, and it was so much fun discussing your ideas and visualizing them!

[inthehouseoffinwe]

A conversation with my siblings but make it Fëanorians:

Celegorm: Cide means to kill, right?

Curufin: Pretty much.

Celegorm: Regicide… Patricide… What do you call killing your brother?

Caranthir: Pesticide

[barelyanartblog]

Valinor's Romeo and Juliet

And their quirky cast of third-wheelers– I mean siblings

[corsairspade]

you are a god's best friend. the world is young still, and you are yet younger. he rides with you and hunts with you, and teaches you how to speak to birds and beasts. you are a god's student. you ride in his train and care for a hound that he gifted to you. gods have taught others before. gods have been kindly to others before. your god is your best friend. he gifts you something of his self, a hound of his own hunt.

you are your father's son. your grandfather is dead. no one has ever called you wise, and you are, above all else, your father's son. he swears a terrible oath. you swear a terrible oath. you don't know if you really mean it, but your mother named you well- you are hasty to rise, hasty to run into things. the hunt teaches you patience but you cannot outrun yourself. you are your father's son.

you are a god's best friend and you have sworn a terrible oath, but it is an oath that you hope that your friend can understand. to hunt the murderer of your grandfather, is something that the god of the hunt can understand.

you are your father's son. the blood of elves on your hands does not feel different than the blood of a deer, except in the tight feeling of your throat. except in the thunderous beating of your heart. you tell your brother, who is trying not to throw up, that you need to think of them like deer. he looks at you like he's never seen you before. you are forever doomed.

you are a god's best friend. he does not say goodbye, but your dog comes with you. surely you can fix this, then, surely you are still a god's friend.

you are your father's son. he dies. he dies but before he does, he tells you to burn the boats. you do. you are your father's son. your father dies and, he tells you to swear that oath once more. it is a terrible oath. you have sworn it once. you swore to your best friend once. surely it will not tip the scales to swear once more, if in your mind, you dedicate this hunt to him.

you were a god's best friend, and it is not enough. you are your father's son, and you speak your father's oath. it proceeds to eat you alive.

[firefly-artwork]

My chara-designs for the House of Finwë : Part 5

Maedhros, Maglor & Celegorm (+ Huan)

[silmawensgarden]

Celegorm napping in a tree, a small bird finding his pale hair to be a beautiful addition to a potential nest. 💚🌿🏹

[tolkien-povs]

Curufin: So, Nelyo, we have good and bad news.

Maedhros: ... Tell me the good news first.

Celegorm: So the airbags in your car are perfectly functional.

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

—celegorm, late fa 506, in the midst of being mauled by dior

[drawulan]

Turco: Shall I blow your “horn”, my lord?

Oromë: …

Nahar: Are you serious? Right in front of my salad?!

[astral-aromance]

@feanorianweek day 3:

Celegorm & Huan

Tyelko was around the human equivalent of 5 years old when he got lost in the forests of Aman. Fëanor and Nerdanel were in a panic, searching everywhere for their little boy. Eventually, after extensive searched yieled nothing, they prayed to Oromë for help. Oromë swiftly located the young elf, who had been missing for several days at this point. Though obviously frightened, the little boy had befriended several animals and learned their ways to keep himself fed and warm during his ordeal, learning to hunt, forage and find shelter. Oromë was much impressed and gifted the young prince his very own hunting dog, a small puppy who insisted on being called Huan and nothing else. Relieved at the safe return of their young son, Nerdanel and Fëanáro didn't protest the new addition to their household. Between Tyelkormo and Huan grew a bond unbreakable until terrible things came to pass.

This is really rushed, but I didn't want to fall behind even further, so I made it a little simple on the colouring... please remind me to never draw a dog again.

[braxix]

Celegorm: Do you ever get the urge to-

Curufin: No.

Celegorm: I didn't finish my sentence!

Curufin: My answer stands.

[thelien-art]

Celegorm, commission for @elentarial

Thank you for commissioning me and giving me a reason to draw him <3 I had way more free time today than usual on a last-minute call, so finishing him really helped me stay active and who doesn´t love some hunting Tyelkormo :)

[inthehouseoffinwe]

This is totally how it went down after Beren and Luthien right?

May I interest you in some old are in desperate need of a redraw I will never have time for?

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