Ziv-Art

Lavinia/Artist & Writer/INTJ/ COMMISSIONS CLOSED I like my fantasy.

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Hello, I'm a writer, artist and lover of fantasy amongst many other things.

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I make mostly traditional art, including original illustrations and a variety of fanart ranging from The Hobbit to Naruto, feel free to rummage around in the tags or say hi!

You can also find me elsewhere on the internet below.👇

AO3:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Instagram:

https://www.instagram.com/lls_zivart?igsh=NTlmaWczMW03bDBx

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Nepenthes

Rid them of sorrow.

Decided to post an older original illustration I don't think I shared here. Something other than fanart for once.

copic markers, color pencil, fabric paint, liner pens, gel pen

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Sometimes his likeness is a trial to capture.

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Dude if I were Gandalf the grey id take you on an adventure to stop evil

That’s how awsome you are

I would love to go! Only, can I get a new reincarnated body? Because I think this one would give out pretty quick.

Would you furnish me with cool new companions? I need to know if my nonexistent larder is big enough.

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There will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears,

And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears,

Get over your hill and see what you find there,

With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

- After the rain, Mumford & Sons

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The portraits were supposed to just be quick pencil sketches to fill up the space, how did this happen?

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Writing tip: Get rid of purple prose, cut down on your elaborate descriptions, they don't need to be there!

Me, teeth bared like a cornered hound:

"No! No! You can try to pry my fanciful prose from my cold, dead hands, round which they still will be grasped, trapped shut and locked in the rigid embrace of death!"

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Me: I know it's their first kiss, but don't you think this is a little over the top?

Also me: They are a portrait of lovers painted in the age of romance!

Me: squints judgmentally

Me: I really don't know...

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Behold the Bagginshield, here they are, the first spread in my new sketchbook.

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I like them in warm colors. Collage on Bilbo's housecoat tormented me tho.

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Me, reading back through a scene in my fic: Haha, yes, the fans are going to love this!

Me, looking back through the seven unfinished chapters necessary to get to the scene: hm.

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It's a shame they're going to have to wait three years to read it...

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Trying to visualize my thoughts on dwarves being distinctly different in build from a man. They've got to be 👌 proportionate.

I have many thoughts. Thorin gets to play drawing dummy because he's my favorite.

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Me: Sitting on the couch, staring vacantly into space.

My stepdad: Are you thinking about dwarves again?

Me: "Yes..."

Me: "Yunno, anatomy wise, did you know that Neanderthal bones-"

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Fantasy Zorse creature design for an upcoming fantasy RPG.

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Lokhir, immediately upon meeting the company:

I was already thinking of drawing a couple of humor sketches for my fic when the meme may event came up, so this works out. Fic 👇.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67874186/chapters/175510816

And an excerpt from an unpublished chapter showing just how accurate this joke is under the cut.

With Bilbo's determined nod he walks back to the cliff edge followed by antsy dwarrow, the wizard waiting expectantly below, and soon enough the hobbit is deposited safely on the soft grass as well.

Thankfully, this finally convinces the dwarves to let him pick them up. For the most part the following flights go just as smoothly as the first. Lokhir enjoys the feeling of cradling something treasured against his chest, trusting him to keep them safe. Each of the company is nestled close to the fire in his breast as he bears them deftly to the earth. The instinct to protect curls like thorny vines around each fragile heartbeat, delicate as a bird in his hands. How quickly he's become ensnared by such guileless creatures.

Every member of the group responds differently to the experience; some react with fear, others with joy, and some with a fear that turns to joy in the rush of the wind. A few times Lokhir has his arms full of curses, threats, and growled demands that the whole situation never be spoken of again. It's certainly an entertaining task.

He brings the dwarf king down last, putting to use his many centuries of experience so as to disturb his wounded passenger as little as possible. Thorin bears the experience with ill-tempered dignity, alpine eyes glinting with some complicated emotion where his cheek rests against Lokhir's collarbone. Their faces nearly touch as Lokhir dips his head, crouching to absorb the force of the landing and briefly enveloping the dwarf king entirely in his body. He's pleased to find that it's possible to do so even in this fragmentary form.

The dwarves, fierce, beautiful creatures that they are, adorned with gleaming beads and weapons, still fit with delightful ease in his arms.

Why Smaug was covetous of the gold when he could've had his pick of the mountain's inhabitants instead, Lokhir will never understand; each one is a unique treasure beyond any gem.

And here he is with thirteen! It is yet unclear whether or not the hobbit is of the wizard’s hoard; perhaps he might yet claim Bilbo as well. Of course, it will take some time yet for a proper bond to form, but the thought is enticing nonetheless. Lokhir pushes down the pleased sound that wants to vibrate out of his chest at the thought and reluctantly releases Thorin to his feet.

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The King is done. Bilbo's half of the spread coming soon.

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Little sketch of Bilbo with a tail, because hobbits with tails is one of the cutest concepts.

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✨hair✨

Thorin, I love your hair, but you cost me so much time, I can't help myself.

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Bilbo and Thorin sketch WIP. I have plans for these two.

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