angel i love u but ur letting ur anti homeless ideals slip out .
it was an art preformance, he wasnt actually bathing in the fountain
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angel i love u but ur letting ur anti homeless ideals slip out .
it was an art preformance, he wasnt actually bathing in the fountain
scribbles
trying out a new hairstyle for mahanon and got nostalgic. Colors.
When the future looks as bright as the stars 🌟
doodle dump
- evelyn trevelyan - mahanon lavellan - this dumbass maia who can’t keep his grubby mitts to himself - synthetic lifeform created to carry on the history of a dying civilization but someone forgot to install a space-visitor-friendly personality module so he doesn’t know what ‘coping with the loss of your planet’ means he just changes colors like a neon warning sign and impersonates people
heres your septum sauron, anon. come git yer septum saurons. a few ink/brush sketches bc i was stuck doing overtime on friday and then just rode the high when i got home
mild eyestrain for neons in the second bc i’m just like that.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The curtain of the carriage rustles again, parted by a tawny hand bearing a set of rings. Amandil shifts in place next to Pharazôn, and there is the telltale rattling of swords in their scabbards behind him.
"..So it is true," a voice says from within, Adûnaic with a tinge of some accent that he can't place. "You have come after all, Ar-Pharazôn. Out of the Westlands yourself, and so far to the East."
"And you, out of Mordor," Pharazôn responds in kind. "I never thought I would live to see a true Mordoran outside of the battlefield."
"This Mordoran would rather be found dead than seen on the battlefield," the other laughs softly.
The sound of it sends shivers up Pharazôn's spine.
UP.... DATE......
‘call me not a serpent before you have known a serpent’s tongue.’
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sauron // silm // mild body horror + eyestrain. i think this is going in the belief. rewrite even though i haven’t written this scene yet.