[[ Thank you all for being such awesome readers and for your patience over the hiatus– we’re back to a more regular schedule! ]]
EDIT: I regret to say that this is the last installment. It would’ve been amazing to see it all the way to the end, but the future pages just weren’t giving me what I wanted from the story anymore, the last couple were hard to find the motivation for, and Part 15 proved impossible. I’m sorry to those that followed it in-process and to new readers because it was a lot of fun for the better part of a year and your enthusiasm was incredibly touching. I still adore the pairing and saw this monstrous comic as kind of a prologue to all of the other stuff I’d like to do with it, so I hope you hang around if you enjoyed reading! Thank you so much ❤️
Anon was wondering what Melkor would look like if he brushed his hair… And it just doesn’t happen because it is a Production and I don’t think brushes even exist in Utumno. Plus I’ve been making that stupid Ariel joke since forever and I’m just so hilarious
#what is a silmaril #and why does it #what’s the word #burn #log me off
YEs! That’s exactly how I imagine their relationship!
And of course, it’s impossible to get rid of Manwë when he’s stuck onto you. The big bird may look fragile, but he’s damn strong and his hugs are deadly. (Melkor knows about them.)
This is… oh my god this is perfect, it is my everything in this moment.
(Actual footage of Manwe and Melkor.)
Great, Guess this means I am Manwe.
Does this make me Eonwe, the lesser pest?
I have to reblog because now I’m getting worried, being similar to Melkor (in this particular setting, minus the last shrieking part more-or-less).