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Fëanor was undaunted in his fight against the Enemy. Long he endured and was undismayed, but at the last, he looked on as Gothmog, Lord of Balrogs, approached to do battle.

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Hello guys and guysettes and everyone beyond and between! It’s been a month since the first chapter of Urban Gentrification came out, and finally @joyfullynervouscreator and I have managed to post the following Chapter 2 with moar guaranteed smexiness + Bonus Duck. To celebrate the fact that we managed to squeeze the new chapter below 24k, I have been coerced to share this piece of art to go with it since Raiyana is totally evil and made me write this post.

You can find Urban Gentrification here. Come get your Gothmog/Maeglin goodness! (But mind the tags just in case.)

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Ecthelion vs Gothmog by カメハメ

Gothmog vs Ecthelion  by  Sander Agelink

Melkor, returning home from Valinor with the silmarills: “Oh joy, finally home dum de dum de…..Yiiiikes! Gothmog?!”

Gothmog: “Yes master?”

Melkor: “Wha….what in fucks name have you done to your hair?!”

Gothmog: “Oh this? It is called a Mohawk, it is THE rage right now, all the balrogs have one!”

Melkor: “Mohawk?? It looks….it looks as if you have skinned a chicken and is wearing its hide as a hat! What the actual fuck, and those shiny things…”

Gothmog: “Oh those, they are piercings, sooo popular these days, even the wargs have some, well, actually, it is their riders who insist and it is a bitch of a job getting them pierced but it looks awesome man”

Melkor “Pant-pant-pant”

Gothmog:”Master, are you allright, welcome home by the way…”

Melkor.. “Who painted you?”

Gothmog “Those are tattoos, we learned it from some quendi prisoners, it is so cool, Thuringwethil has a rose tattooed right above her…rose”

Melkor: “What in Eru’s bleedin name has happed here while i was away? I spent three ages in jail, three ages, and when i return my home is reduced to a fecking asylum?! What is it with all that goddamn bling?!

Gothmog: “Ah, look who’s talking?” (points at silmarils)

Melkor-”Keep those out of the conversation, who allowed this…madness…to begin?!”

Gothmog playing with a piercing: “Ah…it just …happened?”

Melkor, fuming. “JUst happened? I have fought off the valar, stolen their light and return in great honour and find that my fortress has been reduced to something akin to a freakin brothel! Mairoooon!”

Mairon, in the forge, making more piercings. “Oh fuck, he is back! Shoooot”

A few hours later. “Whaaaaaaaattttt”

Gothmog after regaining his hearing. “I guess he just discovered Mairon’s prince Albert, i told him that was taking it a weee bit too far”

Angband dinner went wrong

Just for fun

Gothmog and Thuringwethil ruining the royal dinner 

(Based on a base I found, I hope it’s not done before)

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‘Then [Gothmog] turned upon Fingon. That was a grim meeting. At last Fingon stood alone with his guard dead about him; and he fought with Gothmog, until another Balrog came behind and cast a thong of fire about him. Then Gothmog hewed him with his black axe, and a white flame sprang up from the helm of Fingon as it was cloven. Thus fell the High King of the Noldor; and they beat him into the dust with their maces, and his banner, blue and silver, they trod into the mire of his blood.’ - Of the Fifth Battle, The Silmarillion.

Death of Fingon, by tuuliky

gothmog & bbyglaurung sketch

Melkor & Gothmog

Favourite Characters | Tolkien 

 Gothmog •  Osombauko • Lord of Balrogs

 “Gothmog, Lord of Balrogs, high-captain of Angband, was come; and he drove a dark wedge between the Elvenhosts, surrounding King Fingon, and thrusting Turgon and Húrin aside towards the Fen of Serech. Then he turned upon Fingon. That was a grim meeting. At last Fingon stood alone with his guard dead about him; and he fought with Gothmog, until another Balrog came behind and cast a thong of fire about him. Then Gothmog hewed him with his black axe, and a white flame sprang up from the helm of Fingon as it was cloven. Thus fell the High King of the Noldor; and they beat him into the dust with their maces, and his banner, blue and silver, they trod into the mire of his blood.”

Nirnaeth Arnoediad

Melkor, Mairon, Gothmog, and Ancalagon the black

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