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uinensweeds · 19 days
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Curufinwë Atarinke for @uinensweeds (thank you for this commission ♡)
He is inspecting new dwarvish weapons :3
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uinensweeds · 27 days
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To continue with my Beren and Lúthien josei manga idea, here are Celegorm and Curufin(who smiles at dear Finrod) in Nargothrond
(featuring Orodreth and FIndulas ♥)
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uinensweeds · 27 days
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Curufin for @feanorianweek.
Inspired by a scene from my fic, What Fades Away.
Excerpt:
Maitimo shook his head, smiling softly as he approached Tyelkormo’s room. He himself was dressed and ready to depart, though he knew it would be some time before his younger brothers were wrangled into their best robes and made presentable.
Maitimo paused with his hand on the door handle, glancing up briefly at the colorful spider hovering above him on the carefully wrought filaments of its web. He was not overly fond of spiders himself, so he understood Makalaurë’s aversion, though he had to admit that it was a magnificent specimen.
Atar had described to Tyelkormo all he knew of the species, remarking on the artistry with which it wove its web, his voice carrying some of the same admiration he expressed when describing the creations of some of the Noldor’s most renowned craftsmen. His appreciation had infected Tyelkormo, who had loudly let it be known that he would not have anyone disturb his guest.
Maitimo pushed the door open and entered the room, and he was immediately struck by the difference in the quality of the air here.
Tyelkormo’s windows were always open, and smells both earthy and airy drifted in along with the singing of birds and the trilling of the insects outside.
His room was what Amil affectionately called an ‘organized mess.’ Tyelkormo seemed determined to bring the outdoors in, having scattered about neatly presented collections of minerals, gemstones, and other natural things that caught his fancy. Charts of pressed flowers and leaves adorned the walls, and scattered around a plant that had long since began to overflow its pot were life-like marble sculptures of forest creatures that Amil had made for him.
Maitimo ducked beneath a wooden bird that hung from the ceiling, its wings slowly flapping so that it bobbed up and down, and he moved deeper into the room. He stopped when a live bird let out a shrill twitter from the window sill and flapped its glossy black wings.
“Good morning,” Maitimo said politely to the bird. Let his brother not accuse him of being rude to his guests.
The bird cocked its head to the side as it watched him, a beady pale yellow eye unblinking.
“Nelyo?” Tyelkormo called out.
Maitimo walked to the bed and pulled back the gauzy netting that surrounded it. The little bells sewn into fabric chimed delicately, and Curufinwë sat back on his heels, his grey eyes going wide as though he had been caught misbehaving. 
In each hand he clutched the carved wooden figure of an animal, and there were several more scattered around him on the bed. Though he had reached the age where he proudly proclaimed to anyone who would listen that he was no longer a baby, he did not mind at all when Tyelkormo coddled him and made him toys. Tyelkormo sat cross-legged next to him, whittling away at a chunk of wood that was beginning to take on the likeness of a bear. Wood shavings littered his lap and the bed, and Maitimo shook his head before tying back the netting and crossing his arms over his chest.
“Amil won’t like you doing that on the bed.”
“Then don’t tell her,” Tyelkormo said curtly, though his gaze darted to the open door.
“Amil wants Curvo to have a bath, and you should be getting ready, too.”
“Turko doesn’t want to go to the celebration. Why must he go?” Curufinwë asked, giving Maitimo a guileless look that might very well have worked on Amil, or even Atar.
Maitimo turned to Tyelkormo. “Tyelkormo, what have you been telling him?”
“I was just talking.” Tyelkormo kept his eyes lowered, continuing to whittle at the chunk of wood. “And anyway, I don’t see why I should have to go.”
“Because we’re all going.”
“It’s a minor celebration. No one will miss me.”
Maitimo sighed. Tyelkormo had been invited to the house of Oromë and was eager to join the Vala for a hunt. Though the invitation did not stipulate that he should arrive by any certain time, his excitement over the prospect of spending time with the great hunter made him impatient. The celebration they were to attend seemed to be even more of a chore to him than it normally would be.
When Tyelkormo had expressed his desire to be left behind, though, their father had said that if the rest of them had to suffer through such a tedious gathering then so would Tyelkormo.
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uinensweeds · 1 month
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Curufin - Artisan
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Mad rush in the silence.
During the stationed period at Himlad,Curufin improved brothers' armors one by one.And now,every piece of armor and weapon on his dear one's body are by his hand.
What on his hand is Meadhros'artificial limb.
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uinensweeds · 1 month
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please do not ask me what my plans for the future are, im quite literally still not convinced that i am even a real person
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uinensweeds · 1 month
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My little version of Curufinwë Atarinkë aka Curvo, aka murderous boy. It isn't perfect, but it's my first attempt to draw anyone from the Tolkien-verse.
I'd say the skull is from the second kinslaying, but boy doesn't survive this one.. so maybe from the first? A little souvenir from Tol Eressëa 💀👀
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I made customized Silmarillion earrings
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Maglor..... and the Star of Eärendil mirrored in seawater ♥
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Sir🫡
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Gimli,Frodo and Sam by Mirrormere ♡
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turkish spindle gang make some noise (imagine having to wind your singles off your spindle before you can start plying, couldn't be us)
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uinensweeds · 1 month
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i do think in pre-darkening aman kids were largely free-roamed. like it's a land where there's nothing to really worry about outside of accidents. even if they fall into the ocean or something i bet you a friendly maia spirit is going to be fishing them out.
elven parents are not particularly worried if their kids go missing for a few days here and there. probably eating dinner at a friend's or going one some kinda forest adventure.
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uinensweeds · 1 month
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Celegorm
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uinensweeds · 1 month
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I don't know how many times I have decided to start posting here, but every time I've been too shy after all!
Maybe this spring :D
You might see me on Ao3 sometimes, as Uinen_reads - I LOVE reading all the awesome fics <3
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