very old shit(I want to redraw this)
huh evil cunt
Mairon _ I’m alive and draw for www.patreon.com/cemetery (18+) Also on www.instagram.com/algrass_art/
In the Fourth Age.
In the past, in the Second Age.
With a play of shadows for drama. 🤪
The picrew used : https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1855819
back to my old obsession
Facts
you are an aspiring mage in tamriel. you need to take the wizard SAT to apply for college, and you've just finished the multiple choice section. surely the hardest part is over, you think, as you turn to the essay prompt: do you think mannimarco and vanus galerion explored each other's bodies?
sometimes a bad mood gives away… this. idk
tired boy
So, we have yaoi angbang, also I’ve seen people talk about, and even draw, or write fanfics with lesbian angbang, and I think that Melkor x fem!Mairon is a thing that exists. But what about fem!Melkor x Mairon?
A dark and powerful queen, seducing a golden twink blacksmith into her service — one utterly smitten with her might, her talent, her beauty. She just as equally obsessed with this golden, perfect Maia boy, even if she won’t admit it at first. She tells herself it’s practical, that she only wants him as another loyal follower. But no other servant can steal her breath just by the way he looks at her, or how he kisses her, covered in the blood of their enemies.
When she returns from Valinor with the Silmarils — her hands burned, her power shattered, her former brilliance dimmed — he still calls her the most worthy of all the Valar.
And later, when her face bears the scars left by her battle with Fingolfin, he tells her she is still the most beautiful being in all the world, and that even Varda, the queen of the stars, pales in comparison.
She doesn't believe it herself, not anymore. But the way Mairon says it — the reverence in his voice, the adoration still burning in his eyes like it did the day he first knelt before her — convinces her that he believes it, truly, and that is enough.
It gives the fallen queen the strength to keep going, to rise again, no matter the pain, no matter the despair and hatred that consume her. Hatred toward everyone, except him.