#curus

[komickrazi]

Curus the Dragon

Commission piece. This guy features removable wings and Digi padding, and a hidden chest pocket for holding essentials.  He also has a pair of 3D printed removable glasses and an embroidered skirt.  

[koolkat9]

Feel free to reblog to get a bigger sample.

[n0-n1c]

listen. this man canonically wrote a sad song about the first kinslaying. which he took part in

[alackofghosts]

ʕ ·ᴥ· ʔ

[vicit-vim-virtus]

@deaddoveadventures liked for a one-liner.

‘Tell me, my dear rogue, are you familiar with the quote: “Never can true reconcilement grow, where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep...”?’

[thelien-art]

Day 2 of @silvergiftingweek

Crafting | Community

Tillandsia: Tillandsia, also known as air plants, are plants symbolizing freedom and creativity

[the-sn0wy-0wl]

Coaie din ce gaură de bibilistroc scoate căcaturile astea?

[bloopblopbeepbop]

My ideas for my one shot book that I will write one day. Give any suggestions and I'll add it to me growing list. I might make a full series of how I think Vat7k would've happen.

1) Hugo and Yong after the betrayal. Yong pov.

2) Varian and Yong first meeting. Varian pov

3) Nuru and Amber first date. Nuru pov

4) Nuru and Hugo sibling like story. Both pov

5)Varian and Hugo Corona date. Both pov

6)Cyrus and Hugo before/after Vat7k. Hugo pov

7)5 year reunion. But of everyones pov

8) Varian and Nuru talk about crushes. Both pov

9) Someone gets kidnapped (probably Yong) during trials and the others reaction. Everyone's pov

10)Donella and Ulla talk to their “sons”.Hugo/Varian pov

11)It's someone's birthday. Anyone's pov.

12)Yong and Nuru hang out. Both pov

13)Hugo and Yong one night story telling. Hugo pov

14)Hugo telling stories at night. All but Hugo pov

15)The animals day. The animals pov

16)About the past. Everyone's pov during their past.

17)Varian and Hugo's parents/parent figures talk. Varian and Hugo pov

18)Someone dies. Anyone pov

19)Nightmares. All pov

20)Game night gone wrong. Anyone pov

21)Hugo and Yong secrets. Hugo pov

22)The betrayals of Hugo. Hugo pov

23) Trial of dreams. Everyone pov

24) Old friends, Hugo meeting people he used to work with. Hugo pov

25) Modern au??? Anyone pov

[deaddoveadventures]

Curumë’s Patron: The Unmaking Flame

The Scourge of the Pantheon

Legend speaks of a time when the realms of mortals were under the firm hand of the Pantheon, whose natural order shaped the laws of life, death, magic, and nature. Among those who looked upon this structure with disdain was a fiend, whose name has since been lost to time. It is said that this being, known only in whispered lore as **The Unmaking Flame**, resented the rigid structure the gods imposed upon the world.

The fiend believed that no being, divine or mortal, had the right to impose order upon the world. In their eyes, true freedom lay in the hands of the individual—each soul should be free to choose their path, unbound by the laws of nature, the dictates of magic, or even the very rules of life and death itself. To this end, they gathered a dark coalition of cultists: mortals disillusioned by the gods' influence, alongside outcast gods and fiends who shared the fiend’s thirst for freedom from divine rule.

Their rebellion, fueled by a thirst for ultimate freedom, culminated in a final, bloody confrontation with the Pantheon. The gods, in their wrath, shattered the fiend’s forces, casting the rebellious being into an unthinkable prison, buried deep within the infernal hells, never to return to the world again.

The passage of time has obscured the truth of these events, and it is unclear whether the fiend’s story is more myth than history. The cult that once followed the Unmaking Flame has long since been disbanded, and only ancient, fragmented texts remain to speak of the fiend’s existence. Yet in those texts, the fiend is described as a harbinger of destruction, a being that sought to tear asunder the very foundation of the world through fire and blood—an eternal flame that would undo all that was created.

[sadinkaca]

[iriysse]

headcanon.

had Eöl not come into the picture, Aredhel would have married a Feanorian. This was not a surprising thing, in fact it was assumed by many that she had been in love with Celegorm. They were bosom friends, hunters of Oromë, practically inseparable in Valinor. However, they were far too similar in temperament in truth, a relationship of a romantic kind being suggested likely would have made them both laugh. They were soulmates, they would say, but far too wild to be lovers. But still, she would have married a Fëanorian. Maglor, Caranthir, and Curufin were all wed to others which took them out of the running-- though when pressed she would admit an attraction to two of them had circumstances been different. That would leave three options left.

The twins, and Maedhros. The twins she saw as too young for her and more like extra brothers, but Maedhros. . . who spent the most time with her family, and was friends with her brother. Who spoke with her of things she found interesting, and talked in turn of things himself. All the Fëanorians held a special place in her heart, but she had grown fondest of him. However complications arose first in Valinor with Fëanor and then in Beleriand. Fingolfin was handed kingship by Maedhros, who took his leave to guard Himring, and Aredhel never saw him again.

[halfdeadsacrifice]

“ you don’t suspect me of stealing it  ,  do you ? ” for curu

"...no?"

A silence, as the two stare at each other.

"Well, maybe a little," he admitted. "But you wouldn't do that to me, right?"

Rule of Rose Starters | Accepting

[murderreign]

For Curume @deaddoveadventures

"You forgot the free space, but I'll count it anyway. Is there no way I can change your mind on cuddling?"

[thuringwedhil]

every time i think about the fic where feanor called curufin the "light of his soul" or the fic where they called each other curufinwe during sex right after feanor said something along the lines of "who does not love himself best" i kinda just . die

[dm-tainthairs-collection]

From Curumë @deaddoveadventures for one of the muses he hasn't interacted with yet:

🎵

|| Black Widow by In This Moment: X ||

ᒥ🕷ᒧ—         The dark forest would be hard to navigate. The leaves blocked out nearly all the moonlight, leaving only creeping shadows in the trees. The wind dances through the leaves, whistling low and the only noise to fill the woodland area. Without the wind blowing, there was only an eerie silence. No peep frogs or crickets chirping, just pure silence.

Hidden in the tree tops was her, watching the half-elf traverse the forest carefully. She didn't make a single noise, silent as could be. The Warlock/Rogue would slowly walk into her nest. The trees where enveloped in silk, thick webbing that grew thicker and thicker the further in the half-elf might travel.

The white and blue thorax of her body shivered with delight as she watched him. A smirk splays across her lips, and suddenly a shimmering glow swallows her up. The shimmer appears behind Curumë, Sik'sozhil as silent as her long, arachnid legs reared up.

"You're so pretty, dripping sin," She spoke suddenly, spider-web-silky smooth voice breaking the silence.