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For both of you: Which is your favorite body part of the other? And what first attracted you to each other?

Melkor:  It’s very difficult to determine a favorite “part” when all our parts are constructs of our choosing! That said, I quite like the way he does his eyes… And mouth. And shoulders. 

Sauron: The bit where the leg parts meet the back parts? That whole… general area… *cough*. 

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Melkor: I suppose what first drew me was his doubt. He is so loyal by nature; it was alluring to shake his foundations, to cause unrest in such a solid foundation. And he was delighted by me… it was very flattering.   

Sauron: The way he built and destroyed and built again effortlessly, completely against all strictures and plans… He seemed limitless. But especially I was won by his curiosity. Ah, that is, his curiosity at me in particular, as opposed to my contributions to a whole. To this day it… rather lights a fire in me to catch his notice, hold his attention. 

For Sauron: Who was your favorite Maia to work with when you were under Aule?

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That is a difficult question! I seldom worked directly with my fellow maiar. Aulë placed me in charge of the Great Forge, where thousands labored together, but -my- work was often not shared. When I forged, I forged under his direction, and to me he gave the greatest tasks to complete. Yet you must understand there was always a feeling of communal support between the maiar of Aulë… We felt united in our joy and work, almost as if we were still connected in the sea of being before time began. In that way, none of us worked alone, and yet, very few of us knew one another personally.

 However, I do remember some who struck me as particularly efficient, or creative, or amusing– I liked well one maia in particular who–

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“WAS IT I, YOUR WONDERFUL SIBLING, CURUNIR? YOU ALWAYS LIKED ME BEST, DIDN’T YOU BROTHER? HOW COULD YOU NOT!!! AHAHA I AM SPLENDID AND PERFECT LIKE A RAINBOW AND FATHER MADE ME ESPECIALLY TO BE EQUAL (IF NOT SUPERIOR) TO YOU IN ALL WAYS, SO NATURALLY YOU LOVED ME BEST OF ALL. RIGHT? RIGHT???”

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*cough*

–One maia in particular, I remember, was always a pleasure to work with. I believe her name was The Reliable. 

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She always seemed to anticipate what I needed and had whatever tools or plans ready before I asked for them. Hah… and she had a sense of humor that caught me off guard on many occasions! She was very clever, I recall, but she never used her brilliance to create work of her own, only to improve and make easier the tasks that were given her. 

It won’t surprise you to know she serves Aulë still, and was never tempted away from the fold. I cannot blame her– at times I envy those who knew their path from the beginning and never strayed from it. I wish her well, wherever she is.

“BROTHER PAY ATTENTION TO ME!?”

…And that is all.

“SAURON–! I’M YOUR BIGGEST FAN!!!1 BETTER THAN YOU, OF COURSE, BUT STILL A FAN!!!”

…All. 

Hello! I was wandering where did you get the inspiration from for your images of Sauron.. (especially his hair) because I had never watched Hellboy, and i just did and…I’m fangirling with Red now and it’s entirely your fault xD

I love Hellboy. XD I love all the Hellboys. I love the comics, I love the movies. I love Mike Mignola’s work, I love Del Toro…. I’m not gonna say it didn’t influence my art, but I think probably if it subconsciously influenced anything it was my design for Aulë rather than my design for Sauron, at least as far as they are both giant buff dudes with bright crimson skin and semi-lithic body parts…. 

Mostly I remember looking at various Polynesian and some Mongolian sources for inspiration in designing his outfits and aesthetic? I didn’t want to draw too heavily on any one specific culture for designing a villainous fantasy dude, for obvious reasons, and also because I am no kind of authority or scholar on any of those subjects. >_>;;

hold on wasn’t it phobs who started this whole sauron-and-melkor ship?

A) no, that ship has been around for as long as the book has. (i’m serious, there’s even a russian stage musical about their relationship. it’s… magical you should look it up XD)
B) never once did I ever claim to have started the ship. we’re talking about the ship name on tumblr, i.e. the term “Angbang” 

For the character meme: Celebrimbor and Luthien

Already did Celebrimbor, so here’s Luthien!

  • What I like about them
    SURPRISE I actually really, really like Luthien.
    She’s kind of just this awesome epic hero who is there to kick ass and get her boyfriend back, and to me it seems like there’s less stress put on her moral coding, or whatever— like, her successes don’t feel like they’re attributed to her virtue so much as her badassery? 

    She’s actually capable of subterfuge! Which leads to success, as opposed to the 99.9% failure rate of all the more noble and glorious charges against Angband! Despite being able to lie and dress up like a vampire and make Thû piss himself, she’s completely adorable??? 

    Also in they Lay of Leithian, she’s very sweet to Carcharoth when she puts him to sleep. ;w; That wins points with me so hard. NO ONE IS EVER NICE TO THE FORCES OF DARKNESS.

  • What I dislike about them
    Her description as the “fairest”. I roll my eyes at thee, descriptor. 
  • Favourite moment
    Yo, she fucking reads Sauron for filth and then knocks Melkor out, that shit is intense. 
  • Least favourite moment
    I don’t really like how she kind of disappears from the narrative as soon as the Silmaril is recaptured? 
  • A situation with this character that I want to see explored more
    Oh you know, her actual thoughts and feelings on stuff— you know, that thing we barely get for any of the characters in Tolkien. 
  • An interesting AU for this character
    Anything Dark Luthien!! *w* But also, anything where she gets to have more interaction with Team Angband? 

    Aaaand I guess my headcanon that she personally fought and took Thuringwethil’s wings is actually an AU….  >v>;

  • OTP (or OT3+ etc…. just… favourite ship)
    I am all for Luthien/Thuringwethil. I actually have a thing I’d like to write/draw for them someday… SOMEDAY. 
  • Other ships?
    I kind of… guilty-ship her and Melkor in some scenarios? MEGA-guilty ship her with Celegorm in some others???? (don’t look at meAHAHAHAi’mtrash)
  • BROTP
    UwU magic doggy friend
  • NOTP
    I don’t have any particularly strong feelings in that regard i guess…
  • An assortment of headcanons!
    -Luthien is aaaalllllll about that bass. ❤

    -I have some fairly complex headcanons about Maiar and how they are able to distribute their powers, which helps to account for things like Huan being able to beat Thû and Luthien being able to put a Vala to sleep.
    Basically, it’s just a matter of putting points into the right stats? XD Like, Sauron, who is described as being one of (if not THE most) powerful Maiar, had a lot of points to begin with, and distributed them pretty evenly across all his stats. But a smaller Maia, like Huan, could take a shape and just PUT EVERYTHING THEY GOT into ONE category and come out superior in that element.
     My theory is that Huan was a Maia or Oromë who had some grievance with Sauron in the Spring of Arda that led him to take a shape into which he basically poured all of his points into a specific destiny, which was to kick Sauron’s ass at some future date. He gave up changing shape and even speaking (more than three times, anyway) for the sake of being able to do this one thing. Luthien is similar, in that she’s got only half of Melian’s power, but it’s ALL put into the Songs and Illusions category— and Song magic is powerful stuff, as we know! The fabric of Arda is music-based, so she’s got a very versatile and potent ability at her disposal. (It may also be that her shortened lifespan had something to do with the distribution of her power.) 

JUST IN CASE tumblr ate my messages to you (as it does with many of my messages): I wanted to tell you that your lava-haired Sauron is superb and your Angband SketchUp model is 110% inspiring

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Ironically, you gave me some small glimmer of Faith back after I thought it lost to me forever. You, shining and powerful, were nothing but the leftovers of your kind, too unmatterful for them to care about your existance. So were we, of course, but that was comfort. Unwanted weeds like us could never take over the garden – but neither could a worm like you ever devour us whole. So thank you, Gorthaur, for your education, if nothing else.

The price you paid for the restoration of your Faith is alarmingly high, my lady. 

May it give you comfort in the days of wrath to come. 

This one’s for Melkor. I’ve always wondered how a being as vast and powerful as you deals with being stuck inside a physical body, and a damaged one at that. I would think there are certain perks to physicality, certainly (and I’m sure you take full advantage of those), but it is still a great loss. Do you ever get jealous or angry at Sauron because he can still change form?

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You needn’t remind me; I spend every hour of my existence easing the pain it has brought me, wishing I did not need these lights, an elven-made crutch, to make the misery bearable. 

…But I do not begrudge my lieutenant his ability to change. Sometimes, I find comfort in watching him and his brethren refashion themselves as the mood takes them. 

What and where I spent my power gives me few regrets. I would not take back the deeds that gave birth to new creatures, or that gave me influence over that which is mine by right: the matter of Arda… It is the injustice of having to spend myself, in order to achieve by force that which ought to have been considered in the Music itself, that fuels my bitterness.

I would not take any of it back– though perhaps I could, if I so wished. Yet I cannot allow myself to consider reversal an option, after all that I have suffered. I will give nothing back. I will repent nothing. 

I think I mostly ship you with your master because I like imagining you being dominated. And I can’t exactly imagine you letting anyone else do so?

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Ah, that is not necessarily true! It is only a matter of trust and skill, (though greater size is occasionally of some benefit… as Gothmog may attest); I only need ascertain that my partner is at least as capable and experienced in the matter as I am… if not, well! Let us say it is simply easier, and more pleasurable, if I take the reigns. 

There are unnumbered roads to ecstasy and I have taken many of them, with any number of companions. However, it is true that under any given circumstance, I would prefer the touch, the chain, the claw, the caress, or the commandment, of my Master.

 He is unambiguous about his desires, uninhibited in his expression. It is an unparalleled feeling, to be coveted by one so greedy, to know that only obedience is required to have every need fulfilled. Bliss is to trust completely in another’s control.

That trust goes beyond the flesh. His form as you see it is beautiful enough, but for one such as I, seeing him, feeling his natural and unclad spirit, being subsumed in the sea of his being is… beyond description.  

(You must never forget that an unclad state, I am the smaller in the pair! For he is the Mighty Arising, as his name promises.)

In any case, stranger, I am pleased to know I am the subject of your voyeuristic fantasies. Ha! That is a road I too have taken, in both directions. 

Is there some part of you that is glad Morgoth is gone so that you can have the world for yourself? Even if you do miss him too?

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The world to myself? HAH! The world is vast and multivariate and I have not even firm control of the mid-eastern third of this continent! The more power I gain, the more tenuous it becomes; the farther I reach, the thinner I find myself spread! 

My thoughts stretch to breaking point… I must maneuver each pawn directly, for fear of defection. I have no lieutenant I trust well enough to delegate command to.

It is all for an aim, I tell myself, it is all to regain what was lost, to mount a final attack against the insurmountable— but it is slipping! All of it, sliding like sand through my fingers the harder I grasp!
 I cannot let go for an instant. I cannot cease watching them for even a moment. I cannot rest, I dare not be merciful, I cannot afford to let a single unknown variable survive… What I was fighting for seems impossibly distant, and I must only hold on… 

They cannot be trusted. I must do it all. Every movement of every cog must be supervised or else it will stray and the entire machine will collapse…! 

I must always be watching. I do not remember what or who I miss. I must always be watching. 

Despite everything there are sides of you that I find extremely intriguing. Even admirable. That makes you even more dangerous.

I find it amusing that anyone would truly believe there could be a conflict so pure and one-sided that their enemies displayed no admirable traits. 
That you find in me relatable qualities does not make me more dangerous, it makes you more human. 

How comfortable it must be, to wage a war in which you never have to consider if the cause you are fighting for is worth the destruction of those precious things. 

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