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Pirate bunny for @siadea
This drawing is part of the donation doodle drive I held to help pay for emergency fence repairs. It's on pause for now while I catch up on doodle requests. Thank you so much to everyone who pitched in!

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A first draftish thing about the Convoys, who will eventually get their entry in the VOS concordance. (but it wonât centre so much on Jazz and Orion) @sharkteethies @bitegore @siadea and so on
Is your latest story with Padme going to join the queue of fics? I really love it, and I appreciate your posting the queue as well.
Right. Well. Last time I started adding fics I got overwhelmed, which is why the rotation got slimmed down, so at this moment I will not be adding the Padme fic. When I finish something else, Iâll consider it, but until then please have some patience.Â
Our girl Coroniel, no. 55!
My OC Coroniel and a happy ending from this list of prompts. This was an excellent prompt as it forced me to figure out some geography â always a chore for me. It also is more of a happy beginning than an ending, but I think it might answer some questions about what happens next.
Second Age 745
Coroniel paused for a moment to catch her breath. It had been a long day. They had started east early that morning from the Sindarin village they had stayed in the night before, traveling along the dirt road that ran next to the Glanduin. When the sun was at its zenith, they had finally met up with the Khazad-dĂ»m dwarves they had been exchanging letters with for years. It had been a merry meeting, and they had stopped for over an hour for each to praise the other party with many toasts. Her stomach full and head light with the potent spirits the dwarves had brought with them, Coroniel had thought it was an excellent time for a midday nap, but apparently for the dwarves, full stomachs and light heads were the perfect conditions for a long march.Â
As they walked at a brisk pace, they had alternated between walking songs, light hearted jests, and the more serious business they had journeyed all the way from Mithlond to discuss. They had finally made camp as the shadows began to lengthen and the light took on a golden quality.Â
Their discussions became more serious then, as they talked about the details of the formal mithril trade they wanted to start.Â
âTrading you our excess mithril is all well and good,â said Lamlim, one of the senior dwarves in the party, and not one who Coroniel had met personally before. âBut what youâre asking for would mean weâd have to smith less of it ourselves, and we are the greatest craftsmen in the world. What makes you think you are worthy of our greatest resource?â There had been some mutters of agreement from the other dwarves and outraged bristling from some of the Mithlond elves.
Bilran just winked at Celebrimbor. Clearly he had been anticipating this question and had no doubt been scheming with Celebrimbor for years via letters on how they would answer the challenge.Â
âThe craft of the KhazĂąd is excellent and I would not want to deprive the world of your fine work,â Celebrimbor answered. âBut we also have some skill in metalworking, and see great potential to refine mithril even further, so that it becomes the most beautiful and coveted substance on Middle-earth.â
With that, he drew out a gorget he had crafted out of mithril. The dwarves fell completely silent as they passed the piece of armor from person to person, looking at the delicate traceries, feeling the strength of the metal, and marveling at the gleaming surfaces. Bilran was almost bursting with glee â clearly Celebrimbor had shown him the gorget before this moment. They were certainly going to get the trade agreement they had set out to make.Â
After the first stunned silence, the floodgates had opened and the dwarves began bombarding Celebrimbor with questions about how he had elevated the already lovely mithril to even greater strength and beauty.Â
Coroniel left the party then, content to let Celebrimbor and the other smiths answer their questions. She continued up the hill, finally reaching a flat outlook with a good view of the river below and the mountains ahead.Â
She ran her hand over a nearby boulder. It was good limestone; they wouldnât have to go far to quarry enough for their needs. She looked at the towering mountains that created a very familiar wall to the east. They were good; she liked mountains. The river though, that was what made this the perfect spot. The land was mostly open, but trees grew along the river, and she thought that there many types that could be planted in the stony soil in the future.
Coroniel turned her back to the river and let her gaze become unfocused. Multi-colored tiled roofs and soaring towers danced before her eyes. They could build high here, and create a city as tall as Gondolin had been, especially with their new found knowledge on how to create buildings that could withstand the earthâs tremors that theyâd been forced to learn at the end of the First Age.Â
She made her way back to camp as the last rays of the sun sank below the horizon. She found Celebrimbor sitting on a rock, still humming with the happiness of someone who had spent the past hour talking about his greatest passions.Â
She sat down next to him and lightly kicked his leg. âThis is the place.â Celebrimbor grinned at her and handed her a half empty bottle. They knocked their bottles together and drank to their future city.
Hi! I don't want to rush or pressure you, but........ have you drawn The Large Child yet? I don't want to miss the debut!
yes here she is

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siadea replied to your post âthere is a giant, harmless, yet distressingly clumsy flying insect in...â
Wait, the size of a tennis ball?????????????
the bugge himself is just medium size, but with all his Leggy and pipecleaner frondly bits extended he takes up a truly alarming amount of square footage 8|Â
siadea replied to your post âMy Murderbot Musicalâ
Oh, beautiful! I feel like I would adore these songs too. Multistaging to represent MB's multitasking is GREAT.
:D I feel like Iâd enjoy these songs too, but the only thought I have on how theyâd actually sound is that they should take inspiration from TV soundtracks.
Granblue News: I have just now achieved Christmas Walder????? Help????
like four people got christmas walder today???? Â heâs HERE and he lOVES YOU