I just REALLY wanted to draw characters with these expressions….but @scarletjedi and I ended up discussing whole stories on wtf is going on here. Maybe one day I’ll write one of them….
Who else is hyped about the sequel to Comes Around Again? Cause I sure am!
I drew this a few months ago when @scarletjedi was first in the planning stages. I figured, hey, this deserves a cover image so…this was the result. :3c
So @determamfidd tagged me to post about five of my OTPs… So, of course, I did some silly doodles 😀
I ended up only going with four of them, since I couldn’t decide on a fifth. I didn’t want repeat fandoms and I really wanted to show the major ones that formed my fandom life. There were a couple I could have gone for but in the end these four are the ones that resonate the strongest with me, I guess. 😀
Now, I’m supposed to tag ten people but…how about this– if you folks want to I tag….
there’s a lot of fic where dwarves talk about adorning their lovers in jewels and precious metals but…how about more fic that’s the other way around
what about legolas talking to gimli of weaving a circlet for him out of silver birch and red maple leaves
about twining sprigs of unripe berries into his beard like wild-grown natural beads
so after reblogging this earlier, the image wouldn’t leave me HAVE A FICLET
“No idea which way I’m pointed,” Gimli mumbled, stumping along after Legolas and nearly tripping over a tree root. Fangorn did not feel welcoming to him. Neither did it feel hostile – perhaps Treebeard had had a word with the trees hereabouts – but it certainly wasn’t the most Dwarf-friendly place he’d ever been.
Furthermore, Gimli had absolutely no way of knowing which way he was going. The canopy was old and thick, the branches gnarled and twisted in strange ways that seemed to bend what little thin daylight came trickling down to him, tricking the eye. He could not have pointed to the sun if his life depended upon it, and he might have been walking in circles for hours, for all he knew.
Well, if it weren’t for the Elf flitting some distance ahead, that is.
Aw Yiss 