Celegorm and Curufin were just testing the new gear!

Caranthir: Atto, Tyelkormo and Curufinwe are shooting each other with crossbows while wearing the breastplates of the new armor you made!

Feanaro:...

Celegorm: Aule forbid ellons have fun!

Y'all need to see this omfg this is so good holy shit I'm so normal about this

Fell and fey are you become

I need a Silmarillion adaptation that really pushes for Feanor to be the protagonist so that when he abruptly dies five scenes in the people who didn't know will get blindsided.

celegorm and curufin smileemoji

Fëanáro; King of the Noldor and Lord of the Lights

‘Why, O my people, why should we longer serve these jealous gods, who cannot keep us, nor their own realm even, secure from their Enemy? And though he be now their foe, are not they and he of one kin? Vengeance calls me hence, but even were it otherwise, I would not dwell longer in the same land with the kin of my father’s slayer and the thief of my treasure. Yet I am not the only valiant in this valiant people. And have ye not all lost your king? And what else have ye not lost, cooped here in a narrow land between the jealous mountains and the harvestless Sea? Here once was light, that the Valar begrudged to Middle-earth, but now dark levels all. Shall we mourn here deedless for ever, a shadow-folk, mist-haunting, dropping vain tears in the salt thankless Sea? Or shall we go home? In Cuiviénen sweet ran the waters under unclouded stars, and wide lands lay about where a free folk might walk. There they lie still and await us who in our folly forsook them. Come away! Let the cowards keep this city. But by the blood of Finwë! unless I dote, if the cowards only remain, then grass will grow in the streets. Nay, rot, mildew, and toadstool.’

Morgoth´s Ring by J.R.R Tolkien - Of the Speech of Fëanor upon Túna

This took way too long - want a burning version too? or the end of his speech??↓

‘Fair shall the end be, though long and hard shall be the road! Say farewell to bondage! But say farewell also to ease! Say farewell to the weak! Say farewell to your treasures — more still shall we make! Journey light. But bring with you your swords! For we will go further than Tauros, endure longer than Tulkas: we will never turn back from pursuit. After Morgoth to the ends of the Earth! War shall he have and hatred undying. But when we have conquered and have regained the Silmarils that he stole, then behold! We, we alone, shall be the lords of the unsullied Light, and masters of the bliss and the beauty of Arda! No other race shall oust us!’

“Only doom awaits”

“For so sworn good or evil an oath may not be broken and it shall pursue oathkeeper and oathbreaker to the world's end.”

― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion

Curvo has been one of the first "new" concept portraits I painted during this #Silmarillion revival - I wasn't super happy with the result, so have what I think is an improved version <:

I hope you like it 💙

You can see the old version here <:

Prints and other stuff on my RedBubble and Threadless

Curufinwë the Crafty and Telperinquar the Ring Smith

Or actually just a proud, protective father and his cute, open-hearted son :) Not much here to say except that I got to try a new technique for shading and am quite happy about the results.

Oh, and I'm trying out a hc with the "light of Valinor" that so prominently is said to dwell in all Valinor-born elves (first had Tyelpe without it so I could better showcase the difference, but then I looked it up and he was not born later in Beleriand so eh). Elves born in the West get light pupils from me, a reflection of the trees and an inflection, actually. In daytime, the light in their eyes would be silver and golden at night, reminiscent of Telperion and Laurelin. Maybe they had somehow absorbed the tree light as they grew up. After the Noldor's flight, perhaps that even granted them some semblance of familiarity to what was lost and some comfort at gazing into their loved ones' eyes.

Of course, without the trees and the Valar's blessings, that kind of light lingered in the ones that had come from Valinor, but their children, born in Middle-Earth, would not inherit it and so even that small reminder of the Era of Trees was slowly forgotten. Few Eldar possess these tree-lit eyes anymore, but imagine the shock of the first new parents in Beleriand to see their children's dark pupils and maybe believe the Valar had not only forsaken them (which most had made their peace with) but their innocent descendants as well.

Mr and Mrs Smith

@feanorianweek Day 5: Curufin

Curufin with his little baby, that’s all.

Fëanor: no one’s dying on my watch

Fëanor: go die somewhere I can’t see you

Finwe and little Finwion

"All his love he gave now to his son; for Feanor in childhood was like his mother in voice and countenance, and Finwe was to him both father and mother and there was a double bond of love upon them"

❤❤❤

Curufin the crafty 🌟⚒️

It's been a hot while since I drew Fëanor 2.0. so while I was at it I updated his outfit.

Take a guess, what's he thinking about? 👀