Hi I'm Wesley, and welcome to Dark Lord Hell.
Among other things, this is an Ask Blog and roleplay blog!
I play as both Sauron and Melkor, because I'm an adult and this is my blog and I do what I want.
I've been running this mess since 2013, so there is a substantial backlog of headcanons and meta for those who are interested!
HOUSE RULES:
1) The first rule of Fight Club is we do not talk about Blond Twink Mairon
2) The second rule of Fight Club is we do not talk about Blond Twink Mairon
3) Fair means 'hot' not 'white'.
4) My muse calls himself Sauron or Thû, NOT Mairon (except when he is working for Aulë).
5) Dwarves are not angry Scotsmen, they are badass Jewish engineers and Tolkien said so. COME. AT. ME.
6) Don't assume I hate any characters in the Silmarillion because I do not hate any characters in the Silmarillion. Thank you.
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mae's followers are his Loyal Subjects / Political Supporters. celegorm's followers are his weird vaguely cultish Cruel Servants. maglor's followers are his crazed-megafandom-turned-heavy cavalry.
alright so Pangur got her claw stuck while rolling over in bed, and then just GAVE UP, which led to her being horizontally flattened in a way that gives her impossible girth and...... I'll share, but just know that it's an optical illusion. please. I swear to god she's a healthy weight. I mean, a little chubby, but not like this.
Can you imagine being Gandalf? Getting shit from other wizards because you have a thing for hobbits and you're just like, okay. Okay, maybe I'll temper my fascination with hobbits.
This Ring quest will have two hobbits. Maximum.
Then they all get to Rivendell and have somehow multiplied into four hobbits. And it's like. Okay. Maybe the others are right.
Maybe this is too many hobbits.
We have as many hobbits as we have not-hobbits.
But damn it, you just don't want to get rid of any of these hobbits. Screw it! Everyone can deal. Four hobbits. This is a four hobbits problem.
So away you go.
And things go bad in the worst possible way.
Over and over.
You've lost your hobbits. You've lost yourself. The fellowship has been separated.
It takes everything in your power to help the humans defend themselves, bringing them together to save Rohan. Finally, as things begin to look upright, you're ready to face the war with everything the Rohirrim have left.
You're ready to face him. This may be the hardest battle you've ever fought. But you ride.
Then you get there and two of your fucking hobbits are sitting there like "Yeah, while you were gone, we raised a tree army and beat Saruman's ass. Wanna help us loot his tower?"
I'm so delighted to see people finding this blog in 2026! It's both nostalgic and terrifying to see work that I did ten-odd years ago turn up in my notes again.
(oh my god this blog is thirteen years old)
(this blog is in middleschool)
(A chill is in the air, I must... I must retire to my rooms)
If you're new to the Misbehavingmaiar experience, please, be gentle. X'D there are plenty of things in the depths here that I no longer vouch for, that came from a very different time when I was a very different person. But, also, it's a joy to have any of it rediscovered at all!
If you find yourself with questions, I am, somehow, still at the wheel of this blog and can answer them to the best of my ability. <3
Remember as always-- no project is ever dead, only reduced to a shadow, waiting and growing in power.
I'm so delighted to see people finding this blog in 2026! It's both nostalgic and terrifying to see work that I did ten-odd years ago turn up in my notes again.
(oh my god this blog is thirteen years old)
(this blog is in middleschool)
(A chill is in the air, I must... I must retire to my rooms)
If you're new to the Misbehavingmaiar experience, please, be gentle. X'D there are plenty of things in the depths here that I no longer vouch for, that came from a very different time when I was a very different person. But, also, it's a joy to have any of it rediscovered at all!
If you find yourself with questions, I am, somehow, still at the wheel of this blog and can answer them to the best of my ability. <3
Remember as always-- no project is ever dead, only reduced to a shadow, waiting and growing in power.
Seven sons of Feanor and the process of drawing them
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First I drew them all with the same body and same pose, then started changing it in a way it fit more or less their personalities; they all kidna go in pairs except Caranthir. My beloved goth is always a lone wolf.
look at all the many ways I changed Maglor! he decided to be problematic.
I made the initial lineart first, then added the hair colors cause that was important to me.
Drawing the clothes was fun, my favourite was Celegorm's shoulder armor
Nogrod was one of two Dwarven cities in the Ered Luin, the other being Belegost, that prospered during the First Age. Nogrod lay near Mount Dolmed. It was home to the Dwarves of Nogrod. And it was also the home to the great Dwarven smiths Gamil Zirak and Telchar...
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