as a child there's nothing cooler than a kid who gets subjected to evil experiments and gains special abilities. it's even cooler if these abilities also cause unfathomable suffering to use/against others. children love stories like this.
For @tamlinweek Day 4 - Family (YEAH I'M LATE AGAIN, AND WHAT OF IT?)
I massively fell out of love with the original concept for this since I failed to render it how i wanted. i'm just not skilled enough yet. a shame because how these two meet has always been very vivid to me. Maybe I'll try to do a better job way down the line in procreate or smthn, I think it's a good exercise.
I'd originally had Tam and Rhys meet immediately after the human war under the pretense that Tam was in his teens when it concluded, but learned later that Tam would've only been 7 lol. So the interpretation has changed a bit...
This occurs at the Dawn court like a whole decade after the human war for independence is won. Tensions had mostly died down between Prythian and the Spring Court, the only court that fought staunchly in favor of slavery. They had lost plenty and faced significant indictments during the negotiations that followed, to the extreme displeasure of Tam's father. And yet, there are still negotiations to be made. Dawn Court was considered a neutral touchpoint.
Tamlin himself was silently grateful for the war’s outcome. He’d always been the softest brother, never having been able to stomach his family’s treatment of their slaves. When Tam is asked to shadow the rest of his family as a scribe, he doesn't complain.
Spring and Night’s families pass by each other in the halls in between meetings. Neither would have courteous words to say to one another, as such, everyone is silent despite the palpable tension in the air.
Rhysand, hair still cut close to his scalp from his time commanding the military, stays close to his mother, and pointedly ignores the glares of the Spring royal family. He never let the brutish appearances of the southern slave-owning court ruffle him, despite his burning contempt. Celyddon was easily the strongest high fae male he’d ever seen, and his sons had all inherited his build. Their bodies blocked the sun from his eyes as they walked past.
As the two groups had almost completely passed each other, Rhysand double takes when he spots the unfamiliarly small figure at the back of the entourage.
Since when did Cel have a third son?
The male young, likely no older than fifteen; a child. He has the awkward lanky build of one experiencing their first growth spurt, and Rhysand distantly wonders if this one would grow to be as tall, broad, and violent as the others. The boy's hair is as golden as his mother’s and falls like a messy mop about his shoulders. He’s underdressed compared to the rest of the group; almost plain looking. Instead of gripping a court sword, he holds a stack of parchment in his arms.
Eyes like newleaf glance towards him warily, and Rhysand notices the purple swelling around his left eye.
One could not expect even basic courtesy from Celyddon, such as to glamour the obvious hand he or his ilk had laid on his youngest child, but nevertheless Rhys cannot keep the look of pity from his face.
The King of Thorn once reigned over the land of verdant, ruthless green. Despite the season's warmth and vivid colors, Spring is but a gentle lie. The rose draws blood, and the earth aches to reclaim you. When the warband’s cry breaks the horizon, know that Spring has come.
Now the golden laurel sits dim upon your brow. Everything they built, everything that wasn't meant to be yours.. wilts in your hands.
As everything has.
awl three prompts indeeeeds, is this cheating- i had a vision of WHIMSY spring fashion.. do you think i have achieved it 👉👈 daddy spring celyddon, big bros enfys and iolin are @highlordofkrypton bootiful babies ❤ i hope i drew them as you imagined meemaw 🤧🤧🤧
adhd paralysis sucks bcuz im just sitting there and my brain is like
YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME YOU ARE WASTING TIME
no work done no rest gained. literally no point of this at all
chat he’s wearing clothes finally @tamlinweek (this was for Day 3. I'm late agaaaaiinn)
Tam for me prioritizes convenience over all else. he has his moments of vanity (and he recognizes the political importance of dressing up) but most of the time his strategy is to grab the least uncomfortable looking thing in his closet that’s still appropriate enough for the occasion. He's a naturally big and active guy; most of his clothes need to be tailored or they'll feel restrictive. he also gets his clothes dirty or ripped up all the damned time. Those living in the manor swear most of the court's yearly funds go towards seamstresses (this is a joke).
ofc his actual favorite outfit is his birthday suit (not a joke; this might have to do with being a werewolf)
This outfit is the default one that I usually picture tamlin in for most situations (taking a bit of inspo from @copypastus). Something regal, but not overly formal and relatively practical. I like to think that tam's fashion sense is deceptively simple (which matches his blunt nature) but holds a ton of small details in tailoring, embellishments, etc. that elevates whatever he wears into quiet elegance.
I also just thought that tamlin's mask durinh book 1 being full critter would be fun.
(Seasonal fae in my mind, also have high levels of chlorophyll in thier bodies, so tamlin's skin/hair tends to have a slight greenish hue. more on that later)
"Prince of thorns"
A somber fit for a sordid affair. This is a more realized version of what tamlin wears during his infiltration of hybern. The overcoat, made from ampethere scales and styled similar to a locust (or straitjacket), bears the brutal nation's crest on the back, highlighting his family's ties to his cruel majesty.
Tamlin is also hiding his tail here btw. hybern's court are made primarily of high fae supremacists and anything that denotes a fairy as being more animal or inhuman is viscerally hated.
"Stag knight"
Tamlin's wargear here is an elevated version of what he wore during his errant days as part of one of springs infamous warbands. Inspired by warhammer fantasy's wood elves (and dimitri from fe3h), with the enchanted bronze metal finished to look similar to polished oak. Don't be fooled by the slow gait, tamlin can tear you (or a balrog) in half before you even notice.
Tamlin doesn't wear his battle mask anymore for obvious reasons.
"The huntsman"
Green man!tammy on calanmai. Fully possessed by the will of spring itself, his scars and chimerical macroorganism- eque nature is on display here. "Hear me out " at your own risk.
(Enjoy the six tits @trash-shrike)
"Withered rose"
The war gear (and a thumbnail of casual wear) of villain! Tamlin. I wanted to make this feel very stark, and rather alien compared to how I usually depict him. So incorporating hybern's grayscales with muted plant tones alongside an uncannily humanoid appearance was the way to go.
This is a tamlin who has given up on caring. This is a tamlin who seeks a "world with no more people".
A world that only the king of hybern can gift him.
I chose to use just the ‘fashion’ prompt for today. And for said fashion I present my take on the Spring Court soldier’s armour. With Andras’ uniform being the standard sentry uniform and Tamlin’s being embellished to show his royal status. Despite not having designed helmets for Spring I think they’d have pretty beetle like designs same as the shoulder plate and boot spurs.
Tamlin’s hands are also not gloved like the standard uniform so he can grow out his claws while in battle.
There’s a lot of leaf and beetle inspiration in the designs and I was particularly inspired by the Leaf Men designs from the Blue Sky Studios movie EPIC if any of you have seen that.
(*cough cough* this is also a sneak peak for my submission for the collab prompt…but that’s just between the two of us shh…)
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