MY KING THORIN

FEANOR ⚔️ FINGOLFIN

Think you that you shall disdain, humiliate and reject me, and suffer no consequence? Plant no rotten seeds? Are you surprised, Curufinwë, to be despised in return? Discern you in this face, not unlike yours in feature, the mirror of your sins?

A tiny painting of Thorin Oakenshield on 2.2*2.2 inch (5.5*5.5cm) stamp-shaped watercolor paper

Finished in July 2026

"'Want me to sing you a song? Would that help?" "....mhm"

Curufinwë Fëanáro from my big fat FeaNolvo fic Strangers in a Strange Land

Also special attention to this thrush that I am very proud of

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I'm not exactly happy with how it turned out, but this work was in my drafts for a long time so I'm just glad I finished it

The original idea was that the oak is kind of growing out of them, as if our of their love but i feel like I got lost along the way.

I'll be very thankful if you leave a comment!

Arelda Irissë, White Lady of the Ñoldor, and great huntsman.

Offering flat-colour portrait comms of your favs/OC's/self-inserts for €10!

I would really appreciate some reblogs so I can reach a bigger audience ♡

or, getting those stubborn lingering elves to the west

The catalyst-- our seaside singer, wandering ghost, dead wife husband, last of the House of Fëanor, by all means doing a lot better than he used to be and spending his quiet but haunted life as a fisherman. By the beautiful late 1970s, he marries a human woman, has two children, and is able to live peacefully and happily. Until he isn’t. 

Ellena takes the place of Saoirse. She’s largely the same character, but the story kicks off with her discovery of Maglor’s harp on her sixth birthday instead of Bronagh’s seashell horn. 

In the role of Ben we have Rusty. I’m sure we all know what his given name is, but even though he looks fondly upon its presence in his father’s stories, it’s just strange enough for his peers to ostracize him more than they already do. He’s ten years old and still struggling with the fact that he has a sister but no father. 

Rusty makes the choice towards a mortal life as a child before he even knows it’s up to him when he assumes Maglor has died.  

Huan is also here. Whether this is just a dog that Rusty named Huan after Maglor’s songs or a literal incarnation of Huan is irrelevant but it’s probably some of both.