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Finished this beautiful zombie gorl,
First image is without the arms so y'all can see her second face.
Numbers on the bottom of the full body say:
-8.75 ft / 2.7 m
-242 lbs / 109.7 kg
Decided to make some spooky doodles before October hits me with full force. It’s never too early for Halloween!
i call this one "tummy hurts" (based on true events)
artist ig @marino_dexster
this was for cringetober candygore but uhhh i was too tired to finish it in one dayyyyyyy
so basically this girl is a sugar vampire & half-candy, so yeahhh nom nom nom (feed ur kids plz). I like the girl herself on sketch more but it was really fun to draw the syrup and jelly-guts on full drawing, idk. I'm too lazy to finish this, eat my art at it's purest form
"Unbind Me" (you pick who frees whom from what XD)
Leave a “Unbind Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]
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He was just a dog, just a flea-ridden beast, but he was another maia too — Huan, that one of Oromë’s — and under the command of that elf witch he had ruined Sauron.
Blinded, insensate, enraged, terrified, he fled to Taur-nu-Fuin.
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His hand had slipped.
He'd been digging the bullet out of Bahorel's chest, he'd been careful, because the bullet was so damned close it could have punched right through his aorta and that would have been the end of it --
and then it wasn't the bullet, but the knife.
The knife, that Joly had trained his hands to be steady while holding, that cut through the aorta, and gave Bahorel only seconds to lift his eyes to Joly's and laugh painfully, once, before his blood finished spilling out over Joly's hands and front.
And Joly was left there, still holding the knife in his traitorous, murderer's hand, and clutching his friend with the other, too shocked to cry.
"Concerning the Three Rings Sauron could learn nothing from Celebrimbor; and he had him put to death. But he guessed the truth, that the Three had been committed to Elvish guardians: and that must mean to Galadriel and Gil-galad.
In black anger he turned back to battle; and bearing as a banner Celebrimbor's body hung upon a pole, shot through with Orc-arrows, he turned upon the forces of Elrond."
The death of Celebrimbor (my love for doomed Noldor is resurfacing in strength)