THA POLE

YOO GOT COOKIES? WE BEES ELVES! ELVES OF THE POLE! ((Ask blog for elves of RoTG))

[thatphotosets]

[mariah-banks]

RotG —> Scenery

[jingleyourbells]

[plintoon-reblogs]

Was meant to be a relaxing speed sketch n’ paint but blasted Photoshop just kept crashing, I kid you not it was every 5 seconds…. still I wanted to paint so here we are. 

[not-poignant]

I love some fierce North.

[stellaianua]

ATTACK!!!!!!!

[artactually]

I love tiny little minions and sidekicks

[easterelf]

{Minions and sidekicks FOR THE WIN

[easterelf]

{Yeti Googie

“Et lookies a lots likes Phil, but es for ALL tha yetis backs at tha Pole!”

~ Z ~

[miss-evening-deactivated2013090]

Those elves are crazy… Seriously, how can North even stand having them around? They make way more damage than help, really. XD

[6foot1nervesofsteel]

Are we not going to talk about how the elf looks like it’s possessed by Satan?

[easterelf]

“ESCUSEE JUUS. We es verr important and does lotsa stufss likes testing toys and cookies and we INVENTS stuffs! So thar! ….. I dunnos bout Cringle though, he drinks too much eggynoggy….”

[eyes-wide-open365]

[easterelf]

DINGLE VS. DOODLE

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“COLORS. Yoo and yoor cursed COLORS!” Dingle shouted back, standing at tippy toe to glare down at Doodle. “Those colors - they are more ‘potant to yoo than US? Fellow elves? We were a CREW togather. Yoo left. I gave yoo choice, Traitor.”

Dingle gave the colorful elf a rough shove on the chest. “And yoo rejected eet. We elves are meant to be same. Stick HERE at Pole by leader North’s side. AND YOO LEFT US.”

[easterelf]

“I ESN’T A TRAITOR.” Doodle hissed back fiercely, recovering from the other’s shove he stood ramrod straight. Even the tip of his hat standing at end into the air. “I es tha one that was rejected. MEES. Juu rejected mees and mah colors. Why DIngle? Cuz that mades mee not same as juu? Cuz I din’t fits with juur sights?”

He crossed his arms over his chest with a glare. “I chose mah colors and I lefts cuz juu cames aftar mees. Like I es bad thang. Es nothings bads bout me and mah colors. Mah colors and I has done MUCH since I lefts. I es prouds of that. And juu can’t makies mee feels bad bout that’s, Dingle.”

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“BAH.” Dingle gave a frustrated huff, looking away from the other elf. “Done much. Tell mees ELF. What has yoo dones, eh?” He began to slowly circle Doodle, hands clasped behind him as he paced. “Oh waits. No yoo do nots hasta tell mees. Yoo are great elf of world now yiss? Rumors reach tha Pole, Elf.”

“I hear of yoo. I hear of yoor bumbles and pranks. I hear of yoor friends…Frosty One es one, yiss? Makin’ all of tha friends yoo es. Yoo be friends with just ‘bout anybodies, eh?” He asked darkly, pausing once more in front of Doodle, he leaned in close and whispered ominously.

“I has heards yoo make tha friends with Pitch Black evens.”

[easterelf]

He clenched his teeth together as he matched Dingle’s fierce glower. He should have seen this coming, someone was bound to mention his friendship with the Nightmare King. “Yes I es. So whats?” he asked cheekily, tilting his chin up at the bigger elf.

“I es good friends with Dark One, and he es goods ta mees And so es all tha friends I has mades; no matter WHO they es. ‘Cuz juu knows what?”

“Everybodies deserves a friend.”

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"RILLY? Everybodies??" Dingle erupted, voice booming out and bouncing off the walls of the library. "If yoo rilly believes thees then what 'bout MEES? WHAT 'BOUT US, EH?" His voice wavered slightly and he pointed to himself, jabbing into his chest. For a brief moment his face spoke of pain, loneliness and betrayal. THIS was how he had felt that long time ago. When he had watched this colorful elf disappear, fleeing HIM, through a portal.

"Yoo din't just leaves tha Pole yoo know. Yoo lefts MEE too." He croaked out. "And I thought yoo were friend...."

[britta-perry]

[freedominwickedness]

In medieval culture, an event like a royal christening is not a private party; it’s the public social event of the year. To not invite any person of rank to such an event is a deadly insult.

Maleficent is certainly someone you wouldn’t want at a party, but she’s also someone powerful enough that only a fool would ever dare treat her with such blatant disrespect. The only way the King and Queen could possibly have gotten away with not inviting Maleficent was to not invite any of the fairies at all; inviting the other fairies and excluding her is explicitly taking sides in the conflict between the fairy factions.

Which means they made themselves her sworn enemies, and she responded by treating them as such from then on. If you actually get into analyzing the social dynamics of the scene, it’s very clear that Maleficent was willing to show mercy at first by giving the King and Queen a chance to apologize for their disrespect to her. She doesn’t curse Aurora until after she gives them that chance and they throw it back in her face with further disrespect.

And yeah, if the King and Queen had done the properly respectful thing and invited her, Maleficent would have given Aurora a scary awesome present. Moreover so would the other fairies, because at that point both sides would be using it as an opportunity to show off and one-up each other. What they gave her before Maleficent showed up was basically just trivial party favors by fairy standards.

[fuckyeahwomenprotesting]

How do you know so much about the social dynamics of medieval fairies

[easterelf]

DINGLE

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“COLORS. Yoo and yoor cursed COLORS!” Dingle shouted back, standing at tippy toe to glare down at Doodle. “Those colors - they are more ‘potant to yoo than US? Fellow elves? We were a CREW togather. Yoo left. I gave yoo choice, Traitor.”

Dingle gave the colorful elf a rough shove on the chest. “And yoo rejected eet. We elves are meant to be same. Stick HERE at Pole by leader North’s side. AND YOO LEFT US.”

[easterelf]

“I ESN’T A TRAITOR.” Doodle hissed back fiercely, recovering from the other’s shove he stood ramrod straight. Even the tip of his hat standing at end into the air. “I es tha one that was rejected. MEES. Juu rejected mees and mah colors. Why DIngle? Cuz that mades mee not same as juu? Cuz I din’t fits with juur sights?”

He crossed his arms over his chest with a glare. “I chose mah colors and I lefts cuz juu cames aftar mees. Like I es bad thang. Es nothings bads bout me and mah colors. Mah colors and I has done MUCH since I lefts. I es prouds of that. And juu can’t makies mee feels bad bout that’s, Dingle.”

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"BAH." Dingle gave a frustrated huff, looking away from the other elf. "Done much. Tell mees ELF. What has yoo dones, eh?" He began to slowly circle Doodle, hands clasped behind him as he paced. "Oh waits. No yoo do nots hasta tell mees. Yoo are great elf of world now yiss? Rumors reach tha Pole, Elf."

"I hear of yoo. I hear of yoor bumbles and pranks. I hear of yoor friends...Frosty One es one, yiss? Makin' all of tha friends yoo es. Yoo be friends with just 'bout anybodies, eh?" He asked darkly, pausing once more in front of Doodle, he leaned in close and whispered ominously.

"I has heards yoo make tha friends with Pitch Black evens."

[riseoftheelves-blog]

The Elves of the Pole have been made evil

M!A anon hit them with an Evil Urge to dominate the Guardians and to devise an evil plot of control

There is no end date, so until they are fixed by someone.....MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

TIME FOR THE CREEPIES

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Headcanon: Dingle the Elf's voice

//Dingle greatly respects and honors North, who has thick Russian accent. Also Dingle himself was a Russian Cossack in North's bandit crew. So yes he has thick accent Russian when he speaks. He has officially the deepest voice amongst the elves and this helps since he is the right hand elf of the Pole. He can get an entire room's attention in minutes with his powerful (by elf standards) voice.

[easterelf]

DINGLE

“DINGLE. WHAT ES THIS BOUT BIG PLANS FOR WORLD? What es juu crazies up tos round heres?”

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The sudden shout that rang out amidst the Pole’s library. Bringing silence to where only moments before there had been the mad scramblings of elves all yapping to each other as they shuffled through books and threw scrolls about and squirted ink on the woodwork. All the elves froze, eyes fixed on the small colorful figure standing at the door. A once familiar face.  Up high on a desk stood Dingle, who had been attempting reading. Slowly he turned at the familiar voice and locked eyes on Doodle.

“Well. If it is not tha little rebel traitor.”

[easterelf]

Doodle flinched slightly at the words, little hands balled up into tight fists as he strode into the room. He stood straight, matching Dingle’s gaze with his own. Hazel versus green eyes.

“I es NOT a traitor. I es NEVAR a traitor. Juu has no right ta calls me that’s, Dingle.” He said, taking in a deep breath. Calm Doodle, just like Easter One does; breathe calmly. “I esn’t heres ta talks of tha past. What es juu lots up to? With all these bookies, none of thems even READS!”

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Dingle merely shrugged, unconcerned to the other elf’s comment. “Does not mattar. We haves wot we needed. WE DONE HERES.” He roared out to the other elves. A few jumped at the rare loudness of another elf’s voice and skittered from the room, knocking Doodle’s shoulders as they ran past him.

“As for YOO.” DIngle snorted, leaping down from his tall perch atop the desk. “What WE do es no thought for yoo. This es ELF thing. You are no elf ta us. GO. That es wot yoo be wanting yess? Traitor.”

[easterelf]

Doodle gritted his teeth and stomped forward until he was in Dingle’s face, their bells hit each other making them clash angrily together.”I tolds juu. I ES NOT A TRAITOR. Juu CHASED mees from heres Dingle. I had ta ESCAPE. And why?” He tilted his head as he squinted angrily at Dingle.

“Cuz juu couldn’t handle mah colors. Well guess what Dingle? I es colorful and I es staying that ways. And I ES an elf. I dun needs juu ta tells me who and what I es!”

[riseoftheelves-blog]

"COLORS. Yoo and yoor cursed COLORS!" Dingle shouted back, standing at tippy toe to glare down at Doodle. "Those colors - they are more 'potant to yoo than US? Fellow elves? We were a CREW togather. Yoo left. I gave yoo choice, Traitor."

Dingle gave the colorful elf a rough shove on the chest. "And yoo rejected eet. We elves are meant to be same. Stick HERE at Pole by leader North's side. AND YOO LEFT US."

[dorksidefiker]

*watching the Glorious Elvish Uprising begin*

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[riseoftheelves-blog]

Helpful anon to the elves. I hear that the traitor Doodle has created quite the friendship with a small Jack Frost. You could take out two nuisances at once. Little Doodle would be heartbroken and that pest of a frost spirit will be out of your way.

Dingle: "Thees idea es good.....but for plan to work. Jack Frosty must live longer.

Doodle es something I WILL HANDLE."