#Fall from Grace AU
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im never using the fancy paint tool again this was too tedious and i fucked up the shading but anyways heres Alex my Y/n from my Fall From Grace au (which im still working on im just bad with procrastinating and thinking of what to write)
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I miss mumbo so badly pls pls pls come home, I am so normal about him
Anyways, I'm currently writing an AU on AO3 which can be found here, and it's a Mumbo centric au about the Empires/Hermitcraft crossover :D
Basic synopsis is Mumbo goes through the Rift at the very beginning of the season, shenanigans (and angst) subsequently happen. Mumbo's part bird in it you guys should check it out
#if anyone reads my fic because of this post i will kiss them on the mouth /p#fall from grace au#mumbo jumbo#theo.art#hermitcraft#hc x empires
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A Deltarune AU based on a dream I had.
Spamton is so successful in his business that he becomes the CEO of a massive company that oversees the automobile industry as a whole. If a car gets made, Spamton is behind it. And over time he becomes arrogant and cruel to anyone underneath him and treats them like dirt
His workers band together to ruin his company and send a very experienced person to destroy his office at Cungadero Industries.
Said person is a malware darkner designed to infiltrate through the wires and cables built into the very mainframe of cyber city. She is known as Malicia Waresof, and makes her way into the head office through becoming an employee and encouraging the CEO to make her his right hand woman.
She succeeds and as soon as she comes in to have an interview she sets off a "glitch bomb" in the office and flees the building. The bomb is powerful enough to send the building toppling down and the business is reduced to rubble. And the glitchiness of the bomb is made so that anyone in blast radius slowly loses their mind. Spamton of course ends up becoming corrupted over time and becomes what he is now. Only clouded memories of his former glory in his dumpster home.
I call it Fall from Grace AU.
#deltarune#deltarune au#au#alternate universe#spamton#fall from grace#Fall from Grace AU#spamton g spamton#OC
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danse macabre
#ultrakill#gabriel#v1#gabv1el#doodle tag#rise and fall au#fallen gabriel#love thinking about gabriel losing his mind for a minute after becoming a full fallen angel#where he just really indulges in his anger and pent up violence all for himself#he rebels against everything he ever was and how stifled he has been his entire achingly long existence#no more rules. no more grace. he's goring demons and tearing machines apart limb from limb#needless to say. v1 is NO moderating force lol#it loves running around like this with him far more reckless than it could afford to be before#and finding a love that engages in its cruelty with it to its full extent makes it just as bad#he does eventually come back to himself as this just isn't him#but i love them having a full villain era where they become actively avoided#(but hell won't let their prey get away...sad!)
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Hey do you think ya can explain Barnaby and his illusion smoke a bit? It seems really cool and I don't remember if ya talked about it in depth before
sure! this got a bit longer than i expected!
so i was thinking that Barnaby seems like more of a hands-off kinda guy when it comes to altercations. would rather sit back and make funny commentary! so if he Had to get involved, i imagine it would be from a distance and still in an Entertaining Way!
thus - illusion magic! for this au i've been picturing that he got his paws on some illusionary herb in his early teens. for making people laugh, you know! and help out with the farm - illusions could distract animals, convince them to move on to different pastures, calm the chickens for egg-collecting, etc!
Ms. Beagle didn't really approve, since smoking is harmful, but lucky for the both of them this particular plant doesn't deal as much damage when smoked as normal smoking materials would - like tobacco! something to do with the magic properties! so Barnaby mostly used it for chores (when his mama wasn't paying attention, ofc - it's still a bad habit in her eyes) and entertainment purposes.
how it works: on its own, it doesn't do much when burned. it's not like illusions will waft out of the pipe's bowl, or that sniffing it will give someone hallucinations. in order for it to work properly, the user has to inhale properly, form the Intent of what the illusion should be / look like / behave, then purposefully blow the smoke out with that thought firmly in mind. the reach of the smoke depends on the force of Intent, and the intensity depends on the amount inhaled. those that breathe it in / are surrounded by it will see hallucinations of whatever Barnaby - or whoever the user is - wants them to! it can be literally anything! whether or not the target is fooled depends entirely on the individual, but the herb is potent enough that most are convinced that what they "see" is real (auditory hallucinations only occur if the target breathes in the smoke)
upsides: this form of magic is great for distractions, cover, deescalation, and that kind of thing. if needed, Barnaby could stop a fight with one exhale! it's a pretty powerful trick! it also means that Barnaby has built up a tolerance to illusion magic over the years, so where most of the party would be tricked, Barnaby would be unfazed. the only one with total immunity to the form of magic is Wally!
downsides: if Barnaby uses too much in too short of a time, it will get to him. and since he breathes in the largest amount - undiluted at that - it can fuck him up! using it sparingly / using repeated small amounts doesn't do anything. the most it will do is make him feel slightly untethered, but he has an easy time ignoring it / shaking it off.
in mild cases of the magic getting to him, it's like a bad trip. his proprioception is messed with (basically he gets uncharacteristically clumsy & off-balance), he feels like he's falling, anxiety spikes, and his vision is just... off! there are blind spots (im talking actual blind spots, not spots of black), things are moving in ways that they shouldn't, he has mild auditory hallucinations. the others can help ground him by talking to him, touching him, and confirming what's real and what isn't.
in bad cases, it's like that but 10 times worse. on top of all of the previous symptoms being worsened, he gets extremely vivid hallucinations, and they're very often not fun! it's a simultaneous feeling of dying, going insane, and not knowing what the fuck is going on. Barnaby loses sense of where he is, who's where, what's happening. he can get lost in the hallucinations - he has no way to know that they aren't real. in these terrible trips, no one can really help him. they can't get through the hallucinations, and if they do, the magic morphs Barnaby's perception of them and they end up adding to the effects. honestly the best thing for him is to let him rest somewhere with as little sensory input as possible & leave him be until he starts to come down. physical contact does help, since Barnaby understands on an instinctive level that illusions can't touch him, but it doesn't help half as much as it does w/ the mild trips. and again, the presence of someone can make the hallucinations worse.
so! suffice to say! he doesn't like using the herb all that often, and it's why he Stays Out Of It unless absolutely needed. he has two pouches of the herb - one with the strong stuff, reserved for emergencies / one with just a tiny bit of it mixed in with Barnaby's own personal blend for recreational/everyday use. (he also has an emergency tobacco stash in his pack, but that's only for when he's completely out of his usual blend <3)
extra lil scribble that didn't make it into the lil doodle post... i broke his wrist...
#the undiluted one is the blue/purple/pink smoke#while the personal blend changes color depending on his mood#and the personal blend does Not cause illusions!#the herb is included in the blend for cosmetic effects - colorful smoke! - and it has calming affects#so its. yeah its rgb weed last person nailed it on the head#rambles from the bog#wh fantasy au#the other day i was thinking about howdy's first adventure with the neighborhood#and i was like 'ok situation where barnaby has to use a tad too much of the magic'#and i amused myself imagining howdy's shock and panic when barnaby - steady graceful barnaby#staggers a little. looks up at the trees/skies. goes 'oh no' and promptly stumbles and falls on his face. and then just does not get back u#he has to go get poppy to make sure he isnt hurt / also howdy would Not be able to half-drag barn back to camp on his own#that dog is dead weight and staggering all over the place - if they can even unstick his claws from where he's anchored himself#sometimes barnaby will feel the unpleasant trip Incoming and he'll just. lie down right there and then#facedown. gripping the grass like his life depends on it - and also whoever's closest#frank always leaps out of the way when barn starts to Sway bc he does not want to sacrifice his arm for a solid few hours#usually wally is the one to sit with him and happily get his arm bones squeezed into dust <3#a common thing is barnaby will be like 'the trees/sky is melting and the ground is turning inside-out'#what does that mean! no one knows! he cant explain it when he sobers up!
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Silly stupid insect fic, send shivers down my spine.
#can't believe i went from saying i'd never write another fic#to This#what a fall from grace#go read it or dont idc#idk how long it'll last#i prefer to work on the Loudspeaker fic#I'm better at angst than comedy#but we'll see#might end up just turning it into comics#bnha#mha#creepy crawly au#moth!zawa
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“Introduce myself? Ah... I am Forneus Perezia of Thabes.”
“I am an archivist, currently working for the Senate. Um. I consider myself a scholar, and I enjoy reading through ancient texts, as well as deciphering spells...”
“M-more about me?”
“...I did wish to oversee my own library one day, but the Archives are already fascinating enough for me... Huh? Th-the tattoo on my back? My eyes...?
“Oh, an alchemist colleague of mine needed a volunteer for an experiment regarding dragon blood. It was endorsed by the Senate, and I was the only one available... I think the study was something about the effects of dragon blood injections into humans...? So, now I have enhanced sight and faster reflexes, along with a few other things...
“The process was painful, which my tattoo-- my seal rather, suppressed. It was also designed by my colleague. His name is Astaroth Hesteri.”
“Am I interested in alchemy...? Well, a little, I suppose. I’m currently the scribe for Hesteri’s projects, so I’ve picked up a few terms and all... but I doubt I could ever be an alchemist myself. I’m quite content where I am.”
#forneus#forneus almadel perezia#oc#fire emblem#fire emblem oc#fe13#fe15#fire emblem awakening#fire emblem shadows of valentia#grima#thabes#neosketches#if people can romanticize and headcanon the hell out of the fell dragon#i think i can do the same to his creator#and nobody can stop me#fall from grace#thabes au
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Lust
Lust; an extremely strong sexual desire for someone. Upper Level demon Jimin - known as the deadly sin of Lust - is on a mission to drag a certain promiscuous woman down to hell with him.
Envy - Wrath & Greed - Pride & Gluttony - Sloth
Warning: smut, demon jimin, affair au, oral sex (m & f receiving) fingering,
Word count: 1,422
Alternate Universe
"Your majesty."
You nod your head to the servant woman, gifting her a small smile in return. Your heels clicked as your strolled down the marble hallway. It echoed along the tall ceilings inside the castle. Your eyes stared straight ahead instead of peering out the enormous windows - having no need to see what you did day by day.
As a child, you'd visit the castle grounds and marvel at the beauty of it all - the enormously tall pillars with high windows and tall privacy gates. Knights and guards stood outside the doors to offer the protection the royal family needed.
Every night you’d wish upon a star and prayed into a higher power in hopes you’d be able to live inside the castle - and whoever you wished and prayed upon listened.
However, you are no longer a child - but a Queen - and these very halls you walk upon grow lonely and quiet when you are left to your own thoughts.
Your husband, the Prince you loved and adored, now the King, was far too busy to entertain you. You as the Queen could no longer go around without mountains of guards. You are expected to stay within the castle and wait for the King - no matter how restless you were left.
You adored the King as much as he adored you. He showered you in riches and jewels whenever he had the free time to. Every morning one of the servants would hand pick your favorite flowers from the garden - by the King’s request.
Still, the flowers given to you by a mere servant doesn’t make your heart swell like it once did, especially when it’s not from the one you’d want it to be from. Before the two of you ruled the Kingdom as respected King & Queen - you were once the fiancé of the Prince. The flowers were once picked personally by him and delivered each morning at your home and later in the evening the both of you would have dinner once he was done with his duties.
Your hand places itself on the large handle and push it open gently. Hurriedly, you make yourself into the room and close the door behind yourself.
“You’re here.” You breathed out, a small grin forming on your lips.
‘Of course I am.” The man chuckles, shaking his head.
You lick your lips. Your legs begin to feel like jelly - you ‘re always nervous around him.
You met Jimin months ago, but it appears as if each time you sneak away to see him, it was like the first time.
“I missed you.” Your cheeks feel hot and your heart is beating fast. It feels foolish to admit such words to him - but you couldn’t stop yourself. Whenever you were around the man, your mind was clouded and all you could do was be consumed by him entirely.
“You missed me?” Jimin takes a step forward, yet he’s directly in front of you, almond eyes shining down onto you. “Missed what I do for you?”
Jimin’s hands touches your cheek. His hand is warm, you note, but they always were. The first time he touched you, you’d flinched beneath him. His touched linger into your skin hours after his departure.
“I want you naked.”
And it didn’t take you long to do so. All morals left your mind when you and Jimin were together as one. It was difficult to resist him and not become submissive. You knew deep in your heart that this was wrong - everything about it was. You were a married woman - a Queen at that! Your husband didn’t deserve this from you. He adored you just as much as he adored the land he ruled. He was a great man - but you could never say no to the man that was Jimin.
There was something about Jimin that was intoxicating. Your mind screamed at you that you were wrong,however, your body wouldn’t stop yourself from allowing his plump lips to skim across your skin.
Your mind couldn’t think back far enough to recall when Jimin entered your life. You were once considered as a woman of chastity - but lust has suddenly overcame you embodied in a breathtaking man.
You were brought to your knees harshly by Jimin, dark eyes glaring into your own. You understood what the man desire - it was an act you’ve never done for your husband. When Jimin first brought the idea of you pleasuring him with your mouth, you were distraught. But, when your eyes caught sight of the length bare - so handsomely pink and veiny, your mouth watered. Now you easily get on your knees to devour his cock whole.
Your throat burns when Jimin jerks his cock into your throat, but you’re only hungry for more. You’re naked and your knees are cold on the marble floor - but your needs come second to Jimin’s. Anyone walking by could hear you gagging upon him, yet no one comes this far into the royal chambers besides your husband - who’s far too occupied as a King.
Jimin smirks at the disgusting sight of you gagging around him. Tears are in your eyes and you attempt your hardest to blink them away. Saliva pours down your lips but yet, your legs clenched harder to gain friction. He’s trained you for months now - tainted you from the wholesome girl you were to a sinner. Adultery was one of the highest form of sin and the Angel of Chastity could no longer save you from your rightful home - Hell.
You cough profusely when Jimin cums deep inside of you, so much that you were sure you’d choke if it wasn’t for Jimin pulling out of you. A string of semen mixed with saliva is connecting your lips to the tip of his cock. Jimin hums, taking his cock and smearing it across your cheeks. “Such a whore.” He tuts. “What would your husband think?”
You nearly forgot of your husband.
“Tell me, does he make you wet like I do?” Jimin asks. He takes a fist full of your hair and yanks you up.
“N-No.” you yelp.
“No wonder. The Queen has it all yet…” Jimin shoves you backwards. You’re stumbling until you fall onto the bed, cold silk sheets causing goosebumps to rise upon your skin. “…cannot be satisfied by her King.” Jimin shakes his head with a boisterous chuckle.
Jimin releases your hair and pries your legs open. A beautiful sight - slick glistening down your legs with his favorite musky scent indicating that you were ovulating. Jimin shivers, shaking his head. “I just have to have a taste.” He murmurs, and within seconds his tongue - long and split into two at the tip - is devouring your clit.,
Your body trembles and your back is arching. This wasn’t Jimin’s first time pleasuring you in such a filthy way, yet you could never grow accustomed to the pleasure it gave you.
Jimin’s head rattles back and forth, his tongue viciously assaulting your clit. He enters two fingers inside of you - you’re tight each time he does, but this was just a warm up from what’s to come. His fingers pump and curl inside of you, your legs shake and Jimin does nothing but pump faster when you attempt to close them.
Your breathing quickens when you feel the familiar pressure bubbling in your stomach. A feeling you always felt with Jimin, and never with your husband. You couldn’t recall how many times Jimin would force this out of you in one sitting - but you would never complain.
Jimin’s eyes flickers from those you know - soft and brown - to the one’s you’d never seen - slit and ominous. They dart to the large door of the royalty bedroom as it creeks open - you’re seconds away from your high and an audience never frightens him.
Your hands clench the silk sheets tightly as you feel yourself ready to cum. You’re unaware just how loud you’re breathing until Jimin’s pumps halt - right when you release all over his lips.
“Y/N.”
You jerk, eyes snapping open. Your eyes adjust to find the familiar voice. You gasp, color draining from your face entirely. “I-I…” you shake your head when your eyes focus on the shocked face of your husband - The King, dressed in royal attire - who shares the same facial reaction.
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#lust#7 deadly sins#a fall from grace#explicit-tae#btsmasterlist2022#bangtanwritershq#btswritersclub#bts smut#bangtan smut#yandere jimin#jimin x reader#demon jimin#demon bts x reader#demon bts#affair au
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leap of faith (fall from grace)
'“Marinette, don’t!” Alya’s voice echoed behind her but Marinette hardly registered it, her only focus on the little girl.
All at once, she was falling.
Marinette was falling."
#leap of faith (fall from grace)#lof(ffg)#this is the most angsty thing i have ever created#miraculous ladybug#my art#ml au
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THE NICHOLAS BIDDLE CODING OF XIE LIAN..
#OKKKK THE HUA CHENG OF CADWALADER HAVING TO WATCH THE PERSON HE WORSHIPS FALL FROM GRACE AGAIN AND AGAIN &ETC ECT#BEING THE LAUGHINGSTOCK OF GODS WHO ARENT WORTH THE DIRT ON HIS SHOES....#xie lian earnestly believing that good intentions and competence and loveliness and the favor of heaven was enough#enough to make up for the thoughtless cruelty of the world. and it just beats him again and again#and casts him out of heaven twice (2BUS dissolution and then BoP going under)#and now hes wandering the earth in obscurity trying to be happy despite the guilt. and the brokenness. and the truly awful hurt#that hes gone through and caused#but you look at him and see what you always have. a prince. a man of honor and intelligence and kind heart. and impossibly pretty face#lol biddle does ascend back into heaven for the third time for like a day when van buren invites him back to washington lol#ANYWAYYYYS ITS DRIVING ME CARAZAYYYYYY#the unpopular ship#oh god. the age of that tag#nb#i remember i wrote a modern au fic to this effect years ago.. but it did NOT capture the heartfroth i feel about it
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Me who is obsessed with angel bax AU finding out my mc's name Chelle is from Michael which is from the hebrew phrase "who is like god?"
#this is a bit crazy to me#archangel michael.......#MICHAEL IS THE ANGEL WHO CAST SATAN OUT OF HEAVEN??????#AND IN MY ANGEL BAX AU HE FALLS FROM GRACE BC HE LOVES HUMANS TOO MUCH??? (while hiding the fact that hes mentally attached himself too#much to a PARTICULAR HUMAN which.....CASTS HIM OUT OF HEAVEN???????#go insane#HER NAME AS A CONSTANT REMINDER OF HIS PAST??????#this is crazy#DJ QUEUE WORK SONG BY HOZIER
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Havent posted anything about this AU im working on yet but im very proud of my Y/N design for it chapter 1 is comin soon i just need to edit it. big thanks to @kandidandi for helping me with the design qwq <3
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@redacted-raven liked for a Ruby starter!
Ruby didn't really know how to approach Raven. The other had never seemed bothered with her, which made the knowledge Yang had shared with her all the more surprising. She wasn't... upset, per say. More confused. And annoyed, that no one bothered to trust her with information relevant to herself.
"I... spoke to Yang. About you and mom. I guess... you're also my mom?"
That wasn't the parent she thought she'd shared with Yang, but here they were.
#redacted raven#falls from grace are never elegant || raven is ruby's dad au#//I hope this is alright!#I can always do something else lol#she won't go off tho not like Yang
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Fallen Gabriel is so friggin cool, but I have to wonder how he would fight in his new form? How would he utilize hell energy, and would some trace of his original powers (Materializing weapons from light) remain? I’ve seen art of Gabriel wielding his og swords but now partially broken, so is it made up for the fact he is physically stronger or that he can imbue his swords with hell energy?
my idea is that gabriel goes through a lot of evolution with how he fights now that his wings have been taken from him - airborne combat is what he was most comfortable with and adept at, but he does have plenty of ground-based training he pulls on to reinvent his technique. initially, when met in his tomb, gabriel engages v1 much like the prime souls, with fast and brutal assaults dealt with only his body as his weapon as he's no longer capable of light materialization and his swords are sealed elsewhere. for a time, this is what he continues to do when he and v1 move forward together as even though he regains his swords, they are broken in the recovery process and burn his hands now besides. gabriel is left...weaponless, and he refuses to acknowledge his capability with hell energy until his demonic transformation completes. and in that, he rebels against everything he once was as a way of processing his own grief.
he fully embraces his hell energy then, corrupting justice and splendor into demonic weapons so they fit into his hands once more, and becoming a gifted conductor of his newfound power source. i'm certain he could use it to craft weapons as his light once did (as a fallen archangel, he is accordingly high tiered as a demon) and he even begins making bombs that v1 can use. he also likely raids hell to get his hands on the weapons that once belonged to the fallen angels all that time ago, as he seems to be a bit more partial to the physical weight in his hands now. in this phase, he is a vicious combatant, abusing his self-sourced energy until he's drained to tear apart any enemies he and v1 come across. he revels in the bloodshed as much as the machine does, and he relishes his fallen nature in defiance of a lifetime spent as a tool now discarded from its master.
this mellows eventually however, with gabriel achieving a peace in his new status and recognizing that while he loves battle, he enjoys it most as his art form, something he can engage in with grace and mastery above all else. it was once his way of connecting to god, and now it is his way of connecting to himself, the very core of who he is. and gabriel, while enchanted with blood possibly as much as v1 is, also values his poise and chivalry just as much. this is when his final battle style is acquired, adjusting to a much heavier, much stronger body that he dedicates himself to feeling just as light in as when his wings once carried him. it's difficult of course, he feels clumsy and his tail presents a terrible annoyance at first, but he actually takes to the challenge with great joy. he learns his balance, to use his tail as a counterweight (and weapon, given its size) and how to put all this raw strength into graceful maneuvering. he feels invigorated moving fluidly across hell's floors, in touch with his battlefield like he could never be in the air. it grounds him in a way he delights in, working closely with v1 to develop a horrifically cruel duet that gabriel turns back into a dance. he continues to take his broken swords in hand, but he keeps his hell energy constantly on stand-by now - i like to think when in battle, a ring of skulls replace his halo
#he and v1 also definitely. learn from each other#gabriel absolutely gets a bit more loose and erratic with his movements instead of the rigid control he once had#while v1 achieves a smoother style and surprising grace for a little freak lol#BUT yeah!! he still uses his swords but im interested in him using gauntlets a lot now too#he absolutely gets more into his hands/legs/tail as a weapon#bc his body always has been but now it's his to wield. and that's nice#cake answers#fallen gabriel#rise and fall au
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I’ve played Shadows of Mordor and Shadows of War so I’m very used to Edgy, Sourpuss Wraith Celebrimbor who was game-canonically so fucking pissed at Sauron that he refused to leave Middle-Earth until he happened to find Talion and so began their decades long Old Married Couple dynamic. Until Celebrimbor fucks it up. Several times.
Now that Celebrimbor is very different to this new interpretation of Celebrimbor in TROP and honestly... I dig it. This Celebrimbor has eccentric uncle vibes. He has no thoughts other than for his forge and for Making Things in it. Every time we see him outside of the forge he seems nervous and he only gets fired up (forgive the pun) when Gil-Galad refuses to let him Make Stuff. He’s adorable. And I can totally see why he would fall into Sauron’s trap. The man has not an ounce of guile in his body if he isn’t following orders to keep a secret, why would he expect duplicity from his new smithing buddy?
And I know some in the fandom give him shit for not thinking of creating a mithril alloy but honestly I’ve done the same thing. Not with smithing of course but even if you’re an expert, sometimes the simplest answer can be staring you in the face and you won’t see it until someone pulls you out of your own head. And Celebrimbor is Feanor’s grandson, The master smith of Eregion. No one is going to contradict him. Until Sauron comes along and Celebrimbor latches onto this new partner like a touch-starved limpet.
Such a shame that when shit goes even more sideways Sauron’s gonna use his dead body as a war banner. They had such good chemistry.
#rings of power#the rings of power#that last bit isn't a joke#when Eregion falls Sauron uses Celebrimbor as a banner#its fucked up#and even if they can't use that because they don't have the rights#Celebrimbor still has to die before the third age#in a horrible way most likely#in a happier au Celebrimbor and Sauron are forging buddies#making pretty things#and one-upping Feanor every chance they get#still not over the fact that all it took for Sauron to get in Celebrimbor's good graces#was the most basic of flattery#and Sauron just casually dropping hints that Morgoth used to complain about Celebrimbor and that's why he knows his name#but of course the cinnamon roll doesn't know and is just very pleased that he's known as a good smith#like he seems REALLY happy#does he not get validation from the other elves?#do they just expect it by now?#touch and attention-starved Celebrimbor#that's not a sentence I thought I would write today#but now I just wanna hug him#and tell him his work is really good#sauron#celebrimbor
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ASTAROTH: Wait, this person said they’re voluntee-
ARTIYA: Forneus first.
ASTAROTH: Okay okay... he’s probably fine, though...
ARTIYA: ...It’s Forneus.
ASTAROTH: ...
ASTAROTH: Let’s go check on him.
[ THABES AU INFO PAGE ]
#astaroth#astaroth hesteri#artiya#artiya paulina almadel#fire emblem#fire emblem oc#oc#thabes#thabes au#fall from grace#neosketches#ive been possessed by them#i dont think ive ever drawn this fast before besides the animatic lmaoo
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