#forest gnomes

[furvanoctua]

Late as always, but I wanted to join arospec awareness week too! I actually made some months back, but as people might have noticed, I haven’t much ^^’ I have plenty stuff I wanna share, just haven’t had the energy since I started my new education, but I wanna show all the cool stuff~ hopefully soon!

Anyway, here are the two aro siblings! For this piece I have dubbed them the Slayer Siblings >:D One slays with looks, the other just with good ol’ fashioned violence~ This was partially just an excuse to draw Pierce happy lol

Left: Pierce (alloaro, or aroallo? I’ve seen aroallo a couple of times now, is that the new prefered term?)

Right: Veta (demiromantic (and mad about it lol the only type of crush she likes is crushing her enemies))

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

I need to make Ford into a goddamn Disney Princess that can communicate with animals except he just has a special connection with the supernatural. Do you understand when I say that I need him to have a BOND with the strange creatures and anomalies of the nature in Gravity Falls. DO YOU SEE MY VISION WHEN I SAY THAT THE FOREST ITSELF IS FRIENDS WITH HIM. DO YOU GET WHAT I MEAN WHEN I SAY THAT THE MYSTERIOUS MAILBOX WOULD SOMETIMES GIVE HIM WARNINGS; AND HOW STEVE THE TREE GIANT WOULD SOMETIMES SCOOCH THINGS OVER SO HE DOESN'T TRIP WHILE HE HAS HIS FACE BURIED INSIDE HIS JOURNAL; OR HOW ALL THE CREATURES WITHIN GRAVITY FALLS JUST UNANIMOUSLY IS COOL WITH STANFORD WHILE HE HIMSELF HAS NO IDEA. HE IS SPIRITUALLY CONNECTED WITH THE FOREST IN SOME ELDRITCH MANNER BUT HE DOESN'T KNOW. DO YOU SEE MY VISION??

[alrauna]

Annie Stegg Gerard (@anniestegg)

[lepetitdragonvert]

Wunderfitzchen by Wera Niethammer

1915

[oldschoolfrp]

Hang on to the wizard, he's chickening out again (Keith Parkinson cover art for BECMI D&D supplement AC09: Creature Catalog, TSR, 1986)

[vyronnes]

Pip and Faith

Love fairy tale I absolutely adore drawing such enchanting couples! Keep an eye out for new post - things might get a bit more revealing Commission artwork

[quakgrass]

early autumn foray

[tragicc]

Source

[thegnomelord]

Soooo i got to writing the whole forest god cult au aaaaaaaaand it's turning out super dark. Like Soap is still gonna end up giving the forest god reader a blowjob and thighjob, but to get to that point I gave Soap a child.

And it's gonna be sacrificed :3

Like left at the altar and turned to zombie chow sacrificed.

Or that's the current idea atm, blame/thank @embry-garrick for encouraging me to go with this idea :3 But idk, ya'll seem really interested in the forest god cult au so what do ya'll think? Should little Shaun live?

[dressupdragonne]

🍀🍄Gnome Forest🍄🍀

[ribesaureum]

A forest altar near me

[stardestroyer81]

✨ YOU WILL LOOK AT HER!!! ✨

[liivn]

The Swan Maiden, from Among Gnomes and Trolls No. 2 - John Bauer (1908)

[alrauna]

The World of James Browne (@theworldofjamesbrowne)

[justcallmefox89]

Gnome Troubles - Chapter One (Astarion's POV)

The group watches in stunned silence as the goblins descend upon the small band of humans huddled outside the hidden community’s gates.

Wicket is the first to move, dropping his pack into the dirt and drawing his sword with a deep sigh.  “It can never be fucking easy, can it?”

Then he’s gone, moving with the stealth and speed forest gnomes are renowned for, felling two goblin combatants before the rest of his party collects themselves and leap into action after him.  The skirmish is hard-fought and short-lived, with a tiefling guard as the only casualty.  Lae’zel, Astarion, and Gale huddle together outside the now open gates as Wicket picks through the still warm corpses of fallen goblins, searching for anything of use.

“Our tiny companion is more impressive than I originally gave him credit for,” Astarion muses, idly flicking a bit of goblin blood from his dagger.

“He seems to be a rather high ranking cleric of Kelemvor, if I recall my religious iconography correctly,” Gale replies, subtly motioning towards Wicket.

Astarion’s eyes widen.  During the fighting Wicket’s cloak had been torn away, now revealing the gnome’s long, tousled hair, and the delicate silver circlet resting on top of his head.  A previously unseen amulet, a silver skeletal hand holding a set of golden scales, now hangs loose against Wicket’s shirt.

“A necrobane,” Lae’zel says approvingly.  “A useful ally indeed.”

Astarion’s stomach twists uncomfortably.  Being near a gnome is already an unpleasant prospect, but to travel in such close quarters with one of Kelevmor’s warrior clerics is a recipe for disaster.  He will have to do something before the gnome discovers him… then again, Wicket hasn’t given any indication that he knows Astarion’s true nature.  Perhaps in addition to allowing him to walk in the sunlight the tadpole shields him from the cleric’s divine senses.

Seemingly aware of the elf studying him, Wicket raises his head and locks eyes with Astarion.  The elf shudders under Wicket’s gaze; the gnome’s pale, nearly colorless eyes pin him in place, like an insect to a piece of cork.

He knows.

Panic rises in Astarion’s throat.  He is free for the first time in 200 years (tadpole aside); he has no intention of dying at the hands of a necrobane, and a gnomish necrobane at that. 

Seemingly bored of their impromptu staring contest, Wicket breaks eye contact and continues his rummage through the dead goblins’ belongings.

Astarion clenches his fists and sets his resolve.  The next time the group stops to camp for the evening, he will have to do something about his gnome problem.

[phier]

Forgot to post this! Gilly having some dirt time for @themaybug ! My one and only contribution in this year's Art Fight :')