Alatar and Pallando aka the Blue Wizards. Since we don’t really know anything about them anyway I am hereby making them women and there’s nothing that will stop me
Some of the drawings I did for my annual requests marathon at my russian blog Normally I don’t post any of those anywhere except VK and Tumblr (idk, I can never bring myself to see such tradigital as a finished work), but, since there is not much of good drawings I could post, and since I like this one for now… Might as well post it there) Also, LotR feels and an urge to finally draw Éowyn!)
There’s gotta be a Fail My Life club in the afterlife that caters to all the Dark Lords and supervillains and whatnot who get defeated by opponents they shouldn’t even be capable of losing to.
Like here’s Voldemort sitting on a barstool and steaming more than the latte he’s sipping over the whole lost-a-fight-with-a-baby thing, and next to him Sauron is pacing and gesturing wildly and coming close to slinging a full cup of superconcentrated espresso over the walls going, “AND WHAT THE FUCK IS A HOBBIT?!!!”
Captain Hook is holding court over half a dozen Scooby-Doo villains, tapping his hook against a pint glass of Captain Morgan all “I mean, shouldn’t they be in school or something?” and shooting confused looks at the man with the lab coat and the solo cup of merlot who keeps muttering, “He’s a platypus” like clockwork every thirty seconds.
Grand Moff Tarkin has never gotten drunk in his life and he’s downing ridiculous concoctions with little beach umbrellas in them like he’s part of an assembly line and delivering a flawlessly-enunciated yet overdramatic rant about “one starfighter!” and “one proton torpedo” and “supposed to be invincible” to anyone who’ll listen and is clearly not taking it well that his prized battle station is spacedust.
KYRA, DON’T YOU DARE MAKE MY POST WHINING ABOUT VIRAL POSTS GO VIRAL WITH YOUR QUALITY CONTRIBUTIONS KRYA I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL PUNCH A HOLE THROUGH THE INTERNET
There’s gotta be a Fail My Life club in the afterlife that caters to all the Dark Lords and supervillains and whatnot who get defeated by opponents they shouldn’t even be capable of losing to.
Like here’s Voldemort sitting on a barstool and steaming more than the latte he’s sipping over the whole lost-a-fight-with-a-baby thing, and next to him Sauron is pacing and gesturing wildly and coming close to slinging a full cup of superconcentrated espresso over the walls going, “AND WHAT THE FUCK IS A HOBBIT?!!!”
Captain Hook is holding court over half a dozen Scooby-Doo villains, tapping his hook against a pint glass of Captain Morgan all “I mean, shouldn’t they be in school or something?” and shooting confused looks at the man with the lab coat and the solo cup of merlot who keeps muttering, “He’s a platypus” like clockwork every thirty seconds.
Grand Moff Tarkin has never gotten drunk in his life and he’s downing ridiculous concoctions with little beach umbrellas in them like he’s part of an assembly line and delivering a flawlessly-enunciated yet overdramatic rant about “one starfighter!” and “one proton torpedo” and “supposed to be invincible” to anyone who’ll listen and is clearly not taking it well that his prized battle station is spacedust.
KYRA, DON’T YOU DARE MAKE MY POST WHINING ABOUT VIRAL POSTS GO VIRAL WITH YOUR QUALITY CONTRIBUTIONS KRYA I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL PUNCH A HOLE THROUGH THE INTERNET
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