#lord envy

[cityofseraphim]

ENVY.

[xandezsims]

Dez and I were working on the Sinful Palette (still in progress) and realized--wow, this coloring page looks gay af. So, happy pride, featuring: the Lords of Sin from the Kingdom. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

[tezasiya]

Lord Envy from @ravenstargames 💚

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Lord Envy awkwardly having to explain Lord Hypernova kind of has a brother and/or coparent now because Pride's KC gained sentience. Wrath, Sloth, Glory, and Gore are delighted about Chaos' existence who is just as excited with his quartet of gremlins

He would see Lord Chaos as his child as well, regardless of his KC-ness. Every Lord is his child. He is the All Father of Lords as he is the universal safety net during dimension travel. Any person, from an abused Lunar to a lonely Lord Selene to an abusive Eclipse to a random child who somehow learned dimension travel. Everyone is welcomed and well-cared for in his dimension, as his dimension is strictly violence free.

[ravenstargames]

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[luneinary]

psychologists HATE him !!!

[neverendingn0ise]

[dfwbwfbbwfbwf]

The Fëanárions are not greedy.

I see posts that say the Fëanárions embody the sin of greed, but that's not really true. It isn't greedy to want your stuff back. It isn't greedy to want to keep your stuff safe, especially when you know other people covet it. (The fact that the Silm says he "denied others the sight of them" annoys me. They're his things. He doesn't owe anyone to be in their presence.)

They aren't greedy, but they are something else: wrathful.

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You know what? I'm going to do this. I'm going to connect some characters with the sin they most embody imo.

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Pride - Turgon

Greed - Thingollo

Lust - Morgoth

Envy - Ar-Pharazôn

Gluttony - Tar-Vanimeldë

Wrath - Fëanáro

Sloth - Orodreth

[flareboi]

dark really likes getting piercings

[he/him]

[mj-thrush-gxn]

The Lord of the Flies

[faithinlouisfuture]

i just think that we should just never ever talk about anything other than this ever again

[pikoames]

my most popular art this year. happy new year

[spockcock]

Actively disturbed by the fact Dan and Phil are t'hy'la (Vulcan word used to indicate people with a close bond; essentially translates to a combination friend, brother, and lover. Used most often to reference the characters Kirk and Spock as something like soulmates or spouses)

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Envy: I feel like I'm forgetting something...

Pride: If you can't remember, it can't be not important

Envy: True

*a war starting in their dimension over why their gods forsaken them*

Me forgetting to update fics and realizing after midnight, when it's late.

[envyxquincydog]

THIS IS WHY I HATE LGBTQ

[p00pdev1l]

A/N: I had to write a little something for one of my favorite li's in lost in limbo 🐍🤍, lord envy x g/n!reader, featuring my favorite thought, flustered!envy. warnings: 18+ please, does contain sexual themes.

“Surely someone will see us!” Envy hissed through their teeth, their jaw clenched with visible effort as they bit back the threat of any encouraging moans that dared to escape. And to their dismay, a soft sigh echoed through the quiet hall, complimented by a subtle tilt of their head, as your lips traveled further down the column of their neck. Long fingers splayed at your waist twitch in wavering restraint, dark nails digging into the sides of your velvet cloak.

“Doesn’t seem like you would mind?” you hummed against his nape, earning an agitated grunt.

“Let us hide then.” Your movement was sudden, hands dropped from broad shoulders to lay at the firm surface of their chest. He raised a brow at your gentle push into an isolated corner of one of the many hallways of his shared home in hopes of escalating his heated exchange into something more— intimate.

Your hopes were soon crushed, wandering hands captured by two firm grasps on both of your wrists. Your soft pout was met with narrowed serpentine eyes, Envy now leering before you. “And if they don’t see us, they will surely hear us!” he scolded, hoping you couldn’t hear the hidden desperation of mutually wanting more laced through his tone. 

“Says the loud one.” you quipped.

Silence. 

An amused smile spread at the hem of your lips, Envy’s jaw fall open briefly, visible heat now spread along the curve of his cheeks. Audibly clearing his throat, he regained his composure. 

“Says you.” was the only rebuttal he could muster.

“Do you remember last night?” you continued to tease, the tip of your nose brushing against their own. Envy brashly turned their head, shielding the blatant look of embarrassment with wisps of dark hair. 

“It's you who will have to keep quiet from what I remember!” they retort hastily, dark brows knit together in an attempt to look somewhat dominant in their obviously vulnerable state. But remembrance of your last secluded night together clouded their thoughts, softening their expression. You took notice of the sharp tips of their pierced ears forming a delicate shade of pink. You took advantage of this rare sight.

“How could I forget?” you purred, “I was finally able to see those tattoos you’ve been hiding from me.” as you spoke your eyes drifted lazily over their clothed form towering in front of you.  “Circles, you are unbelievable.” They sighed, releasing their grasp of your wrists in defeat. Their hands instead find rest on your lower back. They observed your waning touch, studying delicate fingers as they danced across the dark leather of his bracers. A forced stern expression reappeared, feebly trying to conceal the shiver that shot up through their spine from your gentle touch.

“Though I may need a reminder,” the sound of your voice reigned back his fleeting attention. Returning a hesitant gaze, they tried to avoid staring at the swell of your lips as you spoke once more, “—of what lies underneath your robes.” Envy’s mouth grew dry, unable to speak. You took advantage of this moment, pressing yourself against him, molding your form to fit against his own. He secretly relished in the feeling, hoping you couldn’t hear the fluctuating sound of his heartbeat. His lashes flitting closed, as your face now grew closer to his, lips parting in anticipation. 

Though the satisfaction of your lips against his was never sated, the sound of Amon’s boisterous timbre echoing through the hall instinctively pulled the two of you apart.

“You must be joking.” Envy rolled their eyes, pulling himself away from you hesitantly. Amon called out both of your names, well, your nicknames. You both stepped forward in unison, once shadowy figures were now illuminated by soft light from the stained glass windows. Amon was amazed by the unusually sudden summon of your presence, especially with Envy standing beside you.  

Envy smoothed out the front of their now wrinkled tunic with a flat palm, rolling their shoulders back as his brother approached the two of you. “You two seem pretty comfy.” Amon gestured toward the two of you, cocking a thick brow at your unusually close proximity. After a brief pause and a quick once over, it was then he took notice of Envy’s tired eyes and slightly disheveled appearance.  A knowing smile spread over his lips.

“Long night?” Envy stiffened at the intrusive question, pinching the bridge of his nose in displeasure at his brother’s revelation. 

“And morning.” They scoffed in response.