Crablor Giving Autographs For @thescrapwitch, Inspired By The Concluding Scene Of Her Amazing Fic Little

So this is your friendly reminder that a certain heroic part of Sam’s and Fingon’s narratives are the same. To summarize:

✅ Best friend is captured 

✅ Go to dark fortress to save best friend 

✅ Cannot find best friend

✅ Sing a cool song 

✅ Best friend hears song and sings with you 

✅ Find best friend and save him 

Maybe somehow, in a way, even though the time, language, and situation were very different, they sang the exact same song.

Maedhros and Maglor, enjoying the music and being cute ✨

@maedhrosmaglorweek

@endeavoringdaydreamer, here you go! 🦀

Crablor giving autographs for @thescrapwitch, inspired by the concluding scene of her amazing fic Little Crab on the Big Stage. If you haven't already, go read it, it's one of my favourites!

Maglor

for @feanorianweek day 2: Maglor, Music & Songs of Power

Saw this post on Instagram the other day, so ...

an attempt at drawing almost every named character in the silmarillion (minus a bunch of Men characters bc i didnt have designs for them, as well as assorted minor elves like salgant or elenmire + the valar and most maiar cuz im still redesigning them) 😙

been really busy these past months but i worked on this on and off in-between (you can see a process gif here!!). since ive got a bit of free time for now, ill try to get back to being more active :D sorry for disappearing out of the blue again but happy almost half a year... wait wdym we're almost halfway through 2025 already...?!?! ToT

Bonus:

OG Art by choistar

thought i heard a red-winged blackbird red-winged blackbird down my road he'll be in there singing his heart out he'll be telling me stories too of where he went to winter last year of how he's going back there too

Fëanor

for @feanorianweek day 7: Fëanor, Creation

I also made an alternative version based on this weird idea of mine, because, unfortunately, I do need someone to keep an eye on my pipettes at work :D

“Oh brown haired man with a lightsome air So blithe and bright and fair Each tuesday when I trysted thee again All the week was worth to me And so young were we when first found love Found ourselves in the hazel grove Oh brown haired man with a witching smile Full of love and free from guile So soft beneath the lonely hawthorn tree Came thy whispered truth to me I’ll be with thee, my brown haired man In the sunshine or the shade I’ll bring times of bliss to thee So sweet thy kisses were to me And thy voice was melody” Brown haired Man - Sava