Baldur's Gate 3 fancomic commissioned by the lovely @askweisswolf , thank you for this opportunity, for your support and for letting me draw cute orc noses!!

I wanted to draw something for Smaugust! So here’s a different Tolkien dragon: Ancalagon the Black, back when he was just a little baby—featuring official Dragon Dad™ Morgoth.

commission of Saul Tarvitz knitting bc he is wonderful and pure

Baby Glaurung, featuring his dad, Melkor. Little Glaurung looks like a potato. But he will grow up to be long and strong and big and wreak havoc. Ink drawings.

To finish this cosmic illustration series here’s my last work of “Varda & Manwe” dancing in the skies, which is a small comic strip for the Zine “Cosmos”. No words needed. Instagram | Twitter | Ko-fi  

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Daenerys gracefully descending from Drogon.

By: 結布

how to know you are a norse mythology geek:

upon seeing THIS in the thor: ragnarok trailer

you scream, “FENRIR! HI PUPPER!!!!”

IT GOT BETTER OMFG IM CRYING

Yeah… me too. I wanna pat the very big pupper.

And this is how The End is stopped.  Not by the gods or goddesses, the other races than man, no.  It is Tumblr.  As a mass running after a now confused and tail tucking Fenrir, whining softly as the crowd chants “PUPPER! PUPPER! PUPPER!”

Better yet: Fenrir escapes his chains and lopes forward to destroy the earth, and is met by a crowd of people. An army, Fenrir thinks, and bares his teeth in a ferocious snarl and charges toward them.

They cheer.

Wait … cheer?

Fenrir slows, confused. He smells no fear, senses no rage. This is … a very strange army.

The first hand—weaponless!—reaches for him; he tenses, ready to tear the offending limb to shreds, and lets out a high little yippy whine when it pats him about the ears.

Immediately the noise is reproduced by some four or five of the nearest humans; he smells excitement; more hands are patting him.

It’s nice.

The humans crowd around him, patting him and scritching him and shuffling around to give others a chance. Voices coo, and make puppy noises, and someone catches just the right spot and he cocks his leg and scratches himself, drawing a multitude of oohs and ahhs and cheers and squees.

At some point, his hunger awakens at the scent of burnt flesh; a human has brought him what he later learns is a hot dog; he swallows it in one bite, to more cheering, and looks around hopefully for more.

It is not long before more is bought: steaks and Big Macs and bacon; it seems like much of the group has brought him a snack of some kind and was hoping for a chance to give it to him.

The End of the World is supposed to be at hand, but Fenrir does not care. His hunger sated, his battle-lust swept away by a tide of gently petting hands, he rolls over, careful not to crush his many companions, and takes a nap.

“Who’s a good boy?” they ask him, over and over. 

Is this some psychological warfare, he wonders, designed to undermine his confidence and remind him that he is nothing more than a monster who needs to be chained? 

“Who’s a good boy, huh, huh?” “Who’s my good boy?” “

And then one of them answers the question for him.

“You are!”

‘Me?’ he thinks. But if there was any doubt, she confirms it.

“You are, yes you are.”

Fenrir’s tongue hangs out of his mouth as he grins. ‘I’m a good boy!’

@lectorel

This is the best thing ever.

This would work. Fenrir was betrayed by gods that he trusted; they feared his strength and tricked him into accepting being bound because he trusted Tyr, his friend. (Loki was not directly involved in selling out his own son; usually Loki is involved any time someone gets tricked by the Aesir, but it’s notable that he was not, here.) The deal was that Tyr would put his arm in Fenrir’s mouth to prove that the gods were acting in good faith when they tied Fenrir up to “let him prove he could break the chain”; when he couldn’t break the chain, the gods refused to free him, and Fenrir bit Tyr’s arm off, because that was the deal.

So Fenrir has a serious rageboner going on against the Aesir and all of creation; that’s why he wants to eat the sun and end existence. A huge number of humans validating him, praising him, petting him and giving him yummy treats might actually convince him that, while the Aesir are still assholes and would deserve it if he ate them, he should not eat the sun because Midgardians are totally cool and give him petties.

@fade–touched @karanan

May Request 14: Rubric Marine and Necron Warrior watching a hologram fireplace.

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This was going somewhere then it wasn’t. Probably for the best.

Solas in Wolf gifs

Excitable Fade nerd

Loves Frilly Cakes

And Fade naps

And giving Lavellan kisses

Gets into heated arguments about magic and spirits

Still trying to figure this strange world out

Just wants someone to return missing green ball

Possibly the best Solas post that has ever existed tbh 13/10 just wants his ball back i. Love.

After the khornate Fuzz here goes slaaneshi one. Nurglite being next! 

Also bonus sketch of Fuzz being confuzzed about these things on a chest. Because, well, her original and khornate version don’t really have anything particularly interesting there. 

And suddenly…

“They are breasts Fuzz, you can do this with them.” Reaches over……

And places a Kitten on them.

May Request 09: Tau Battlesuit giving a flower to a Dreadnought

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