Piece inspired by the Duel of Finrod and Sauron from the Lay of Leithian rock opera.
See under the cut for some more inspirations (and a Leithian photo dump)
The pics with the screen background come after I already started on my piece but they match perfectly the aesthetic I was going for and I just wanted to post them anyways.
Another big inspo was the art used for The Battle of Finrod and Sauron by Clamavi de Profundis, here’s a mediocre screenshot:
Last in my inspirations were several fanarts I saw on tumblr using the a similar colour scheme with abstract swirls to represent the song of power.
- have a crush on a tumblr blogger
- have been abducted by aliens
- have a secret guilty pleasure
- are in love with a fictional character
- pick your nose
- are in the closet
- ever commited a crime
- have a mental illness
- like sweets
No one will know which ones you reblogged it for ;)
I just finished a quick sketch for a new embroidery project and I hope so, so much I will be able to make it. It’ll be a gift to celebrate a friend’s recovery from a long illness but I don’t dare start on the project until I know for sure she really recovered because I’m afraid to jinx her chances at getting better if I take for granted she is out of danger.
No one wants an Impromptu Haircut
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I'll never not be enamoured by Taka's absolutely DERANGED concept of respectability. Being his friend would not grant immunity - if anything else; he'd be so an outright MENACE
One day Mondo is going to wake up with a buzzcut and he'll have to wrestle with the very real possibility that he'll be responsible for the death of another brother.
(inspired by Terror of the ScissorMan by Tsubamemaru Watarizora from Danganronpa Anthology Vol 2 - translation can be found here)
AAA i got my present mic plushie ystd n ive been having wAy tm fun w it :D
Good morning everybody
Moon. Fabric and thread. Stitched from a photo my brother took.
A Sapphic fairytale novella of a wolf in the woods and red-tailed deer.
In a tidy well-built home on the outskirts of a village on the outskirts of the world lives a doe. Fatherless and alone, MaryAnne has no herd. She is marked by fate. Other Beast Folk hang Juniper above her door. Year by year she survives the winter . . . until a howling comes.
Wolves of the bone cities are not meant to hunt their northern neighbors. Yet, the Hinterlands are wild places where rules bend and magic eats. Wolves may howl there and prove their worth. Despite her companions warnings, Shier the wolf begins to stalk a tricky doe. And MaryAnne may have tricks yet. Traveling from one villager to the next, she attempts to find secrets not meant for prey: What do wolves fear?
A classic tale of the hunt, a forest and the untamed places of the world, and a romance masked in teeth.
Official release date: June 15th 2023
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A fairytale of a wolf and a dear falling in love. A previous work that has been substantially expanded, edited, and added to. I'm thrilled to share this whimsical Sapphic novella, you can pre-order it here!
The eBook will be $3.99 on the release date and then $7.99 in the following days, so be sure to order it early.
Please boost as well, I am a small-time author and don't spend any money on advertising so word of mouth is how I get my stories to the world. I really appreciate it~
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She doesn’t even know she’s a witch, she just lives her happy life with her three cats and her bakery, selling the best bread and pastries in town.
She loves singing as she works, a bit of rock, a bit of opera and a bit of everything. The music infuses her pastries with power. People know to buy something from her bakery when they need a little nudge in the right direction in their life, they don’t know why but it seems her bread and pastry can boost one’s day.
There’s the anxious student stopping by the morning of an important exam to buy a chocolate croissant, and the witch sends them away with a kind smile and words of encouragement. They have the best grades of the promotion. Today, the witch was singing ‘We are the Champions’ while baking
There’s the lonely old man across the street wishing he could mend his relationship with his family. The witch always takes time to chat with him when he comes to buy bread. One day he comes in accompanied by a younger woman and two children and introduces them as his daughters and grandchildren. When she bakes mixed seeds bread, the old man’s favourite, the witch always hums songs about family and forgiveness.
After she closes her shop for the night, the witch always gives part of the leftovers to the homeless woman across the street and the rest to a shelter for abused women. When they bit into a cream pastry or a bun, they all feel loved and safe, and all of them end up building a new life for themselves quickly, a life full of hope and laughter. One day, the homeless woman across the street enters the bakery with a bright smile and tells the witch she found a job and a home.
The witch’s reputation spreads without her knowing and, one day just before the closure a man in a smart suit comes in and asks if she can help him break the curse on him. He’sHe was a businessman cursed to age thrice as quickly as normal and die if he doesn’t find love. He’s already tried everything and seen more pseudo-wizard and other sorcerers and he’s heard of the witch’s bakery and how her spells really work. Everyone in town assured him of it. Yet, the witch tells him she doesn’t know about breaking curses and isn’t interested in romance either but she could use some help with the bakery.
Having nothing to lose, the man accepts and becomes her apprentice. She teaches him how to make the bread rise to exact fluffiness, and bake pie crusts to perfection. And all along, she keeps humming and singing, telling her apprentice it’s half the fun of making bread. The man isn’t a very good singer but he picks the habit and makes up for his lack of skill by singing with wild enthusiasm. He’s never had so much fun in his life as he had kneading dough while singing cheesy pop songs or icing cinnamon rolls as he tries to keep up with an opera singer on the radio.
The customers are a bit surprised by the new assistant baker but quickly take a liking to him because if the witch works with him, he can only be a good man, right?
And, two years into his apprenticeship, the cursed man realises he has stopped aging. He’s even starting de-aging now. He doesn’t understand why, he hasn’t found love in all the time he has spent at the witch’s bakery. It’s only when he tells the witch about it that he understand, because she loo at him with raised eyebrows and asks: don’t you love baking? Singing? Making people’s day just a little better with a smile and a kind word?
And the man realises that he has, indeed, found love. He has a job that makes people and himself happy, he knows all regulars of the bakery by name and chats with them, the witch is his dearest friend and he has found a hobby in song (he’s still not great at it but it makes him happy so why stop?) His life is full of love, he just didn’t see it. And maybe, he’s a bit of a witch himself too, because his pastries seem to give people just what they need that day.
Years passes for the witch and her assistant, and their bakery is as popular as always. The anxious student graduated and is in a PhD program (they come before each important milestone to buy a chocolate croissant for the confidence boost), the old man from across the street comes once a week with his daughter and grandchildren, the formerly homeless woman comes to introduce her wife to the witch.
And maybe, one day, the man will meet someone and fall head over heels for them. And they will marry and have children or cats or even a lizard pet because why not. But in the meanwhile he’s in love with his job and lives with his best friend and her cats and, together, they are the bakery’s witches.