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It's always Frodo/Bilbo parallels, but what about Pippin? I mean, my boy Bilbo is also half a Took 😭 That's why he kinda was able to go on adventure in a first place. And the fact that they both faced some traumatic-king-shit???? Smol hobbit soldiers awww..... *Sobs*

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the queen herself is back :')

the war of the rohirrim film is actually looking really good!

- the animation looks amazing

- the visuals are based off of the films

- peter jackson, fran walsh, and philippa boyens are involved in the production

- miranda otto is reprising her role as éowyn AND voicing the narrator

- and the other voice acting for the dub actually sounds good! (not the typical breathy shounen dub sound)

they even put the original rohan theme in the trailer which made me so happy :')

after the disappointment of rings of power, i'm excited to see a better return of tolkien content! speaking of rings of power, that's supposed to be continuing soon, so we'll see if the second season is any better 🤔

my answer is...

MOVE OVER ROP GALADRIEL

THIS IS THE ONLY GIRLBOSS I WANNA SEE!!!!!

this has turned into an éowyn appreciation post (and faramir ily faramir)

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I'm reading the lord of the rings and I'm once again amazed at how... good most characters are. Like, they are genuinely good people. They are a bunch of kindhearted, gracious, caring people, coming together under adverse circumstances and trying to figure things out and find a solution and support each other through it all. Like Frodo and Sam meet Faramir and Faramir is a bit suspicious at first and kind of implies Frodo may be a spy, and then when he hears his story and he's like Frodo, I pressed you so hard at first. Forgive me! It was unwise in such an hour and place. And this blows.my.mind. He wasn't even particularly mean or threatening to him in the beginning, he's just such a kind, considerate man, recognizing the kindness and honesty of another man. And they're all like that. Even Gollum starts slowly changing (for a short while) when he encounters Frodo because that's the thing about kindness and humility and grace, they are contagious. They transform people, even a creature like Gollum cannot be immune to that. Like, you may consider all this simple and basic and I get it but, hear me out. It is quite rare to see that in modern media and it is also pretty difficult to pull off in a way that is not corny and simplistic. It is mind blowing that you actually don't have to present the entire palette of human cruelty and vice in order to tell a compelling story, contrary to popular belief. Lotr does the exact opposite, and it is just beautiful and it warms my heart. Especially taking into consideration tolkien's pretty grim growing-up experience, him being a double orphan without a home, raised between an orphanage and a priest and having no family apart from his brother and then the war and then he almost dies and then he's poor as hell and then a second war and it all makes sense somehow. He writes to his wife who is also an orphan two days before the marriage "the next few years will bring us joy and content and love and sweetness such as could not be if we hadn't first been two homeless children and had found one another after long waiting" and, yes, yes! The love and sweetness just radiate from his work, the entire lotr series is a little radiant bubble of hope and love and grace that he imagined in his head to deal with a dismal reality and then he just gave that to the world, and isn't that what imagination and art is all about after all?

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Moonlight Company

Writer: Me, I have it published under my Wattpad account TheNinjaOfCake22

Fandom: The Hobbit

Ship: Bilbo x Thorin (Bagginshield)

Link: https://www.wattpad.com/859244660-ultimate-bagginshield-collection-120-one-shot

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It was late and all  Bilbo could think of was lying in his own bed back in Bag End, but the truth was he was lying on a bedroll that currently had pebbles and sticks jabbing at his back as he attempted to sleep. Since the journey began Bilbo was not sleeping well, he was too used to having a bed that was his own, and he missed it greatly. It was another one of his comforts of home he missed as well as his books, his garden, his armchair, and his food. While traveling with dwarfs a whole lot of em were told by Balin they had to ration their food, which resulted in Bilbo eating a lot less food than he was used to.

    Though he was grateful,  the dwarves did not need to invite him on their journey, it was not as though there was anything waiting for him once they reached their destination, there was for the others. Which caused him mild discomfort because he really didn't belong, this was not his journey, Erebor was not for him to reclaim and it was not his people who were suffering without a home. It was the dwarves, it was their journey, not Bilbo's.

    Though the dwarves were very welcoming and they often talked with Bilbo asking him questions about the Shire and the livelihood of Hobbits which made Bilbo feel more welcomed, however, Thorin never talked to him, and he rarely looked at Bilbo.  Which caused him to feel unwelcome and a bit nervous that Thorin may force him to turn back because he couldn't stand the Hobbit being present.

    Though Bilbo doubted  Thorin would do that with Gandalf around, yet, the truth was Gandalf often ventured off on his own leaving Bilbo behind with the dwarfs, and it was at those times that Bilbo feared Thorin most. The leading dwarf had a temper and when things went against his wishes his voice would deepen in anger, it was those times Bilbo attempted to stay far from  Thorin's line of sight so as to not be the target of his rage.

    As much as he felt he did not belong on this particular adventure, he wanted to be here. He would not deny that he had always been an adventurous Hobbit, ever since he was a wee halfling. He'd travel to the end of the Shire on his own adventures, climbing trees, and traveling through the crops of the local farms. And when the days would draw close he'd return to his mother  Belladonna Took and tell her of his many adventures. It was the Took part of him that arose the need for adventure, but he grew up a Baggins,  yes a respectable and non-adventurous Baggins.

    But he would not lie that the journey had awoken the Took side within him, and he craved for this journey, never had he seen such sights; for Middle Earth was far more beautiful than he ever imagined.

    Bilbo rolled over onto his side when another pebble jabbed into his ribs, he sat up in mild aggravation. Yes, he loved the sensation of being on an adventure, but he truly did miss his bed. Bilbo looked around the campsite, all the dwarfs were asleep, except for Bofur and Bifur they were on watch both on different parts of the site keeping a close watch. Deciding he was going on a walk Bilbo slowly crept from his bedroll and slowly headed towards the bushes to keep hidden from both Bifur and Bofur, he didn't feel like talking to anyone tonight.

    Slowly and quietly the  Hobbit sneaked past the watching eyes of the dwarves, without causing any commotion of any sort, Bilbo was greatly proud of himself. While on his journey he had become rather good at sneaking about unseen, it was a skill he did not entirely realize he possessed, it was quite helpful.

    Now away from the campsite full of sleeping dwarves Bilbo meandered about, he felt rejuvenated by the moon as it slipped beams of silver light past the dark clouds of the night, the stars glistened and the nature surrounding  Bilbo was peaceful and quiet. 

    Bilbo wandered about getting farther and farther from the campsite, but he cared not, for just as frightening it was in the dark, it was beautiful and so quiet. While dwarves slept they snored or yammered in their sleep, it was never quiet with em around, and the silence of the night was the peace Bilbo needed. It helped him get lost within his thoughts, though he got much more lost than he had realized, and not only in his thoughts.

     While he was thinking he forgot which way he had come from, and the hobbit stopped walking and looked around himself, the fire from the campsite was still lit, but the hobbit was too far to see it. Bilbo began walking back to where he believed he came from, but nothing quite looked familiar. Panic began to rise from his stomach and it began to fuzzy up his brain as he tried to think of where he came from, when Bilbo remembered that before they set camp there was a cliff side where they set camp. this thought of remembrance brought the halfling relief as he walked through the trees to the cliffside.

    Bilbo continued to try and fight the rising fear as he looked around for any sign of the cliffside, he did not know quite what direction to go, but he told himself he was alright for even if he couldn't see the fire, he knew that the dwarves would be able to find him. But that thought quickly awoke a much worse thought. "What if Thorin believes I left, and they all leave me" This happening was too probable for him not to worry, it happened continuously whenever Bilbo would fall behind or no one knew quite where he was Thorin would announce that Bilbo had left them.

    But never once did Bilbo purposely leave them, well at least not until tonight when he went for his walk. Panic claimed his mind and forgetting all the peace he once had from the night, was gone. Bilbo began to run pushing past all the tree branches and pushes looking for the campsite.

    Bilbo was about to scream out for the dwarfs for both Bofur and Bifur were awake perhaps there was a chance they would hear him, Bilbo pushed through more branches and past bushes when he found the cliffside.

    The moon was before him bright and vibrant and just as quickly as panic took over him, the feeling of calm took hold. His stress vanished as he stared out into the distance the moon shimmered above the great view of Middle-Earth. Bilbo stepped forth from the brush staring longingly at the view, it was stunning one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen, more beautiful than any story he had heard of Middle-Earth grand locations. Bilbo meandered out from behind all the shrubbery when he noticed he wasn't alone, he quickly bolted back into the bushes but it was already too late, he had been seen.

    "It's too late to hide, I know you're there. Come out" Bilbo obeyed the deep voice he had learned to know, Thorin was sitting on the edge of the cliffside looking out onto the wilderness of Middle-Earth just as Bilbo previously was. Bilbo walked up to Thorin and sat beside the dwarf, Thorin didn't turn to look, he knew it was Bilbo. The two sat in silence for a bit neither saying anything, just simply staring out unto the world and when silence was disturbed it was by Thorin himself.

    "Are you afraid of me?" his voice was deep as usual but it sounded softer than usual, he wasn't asking to tease, it was pure curiosity.

    "In a way" he responded softly, he didn't look at Thorin as he said it but he had noticed the movement of his head as he turned to face the hobbit.

    "Do you mind If I ask why?" he questioned, Bilbo waited a few seconds before he turned to face him, his eyes shimmering from the pale light of the moon as he stared at me almost pleading but definitely damaged.

    "It's not that I'm afraid of the sight of you nor of you as a person" Bilbo paused thinking through his answer "You have much on your shoulders and it causes you to... say what you think often without thinking. I'm not used to that, hobbits are never so upfront. they don't directly say what they don't like or how they want you to leave, and they don't insult you so openly." Bilbo paused a moment and Thorin attempted to say something but Bilbo continued the attempt "What I suppose I mean is, I'm afraid of what you think of me, of what you'll say to me. I know you don't like me you've had no issue in saying so" Bilbo stopped there and turned to look at the view once more.

     The world seemed to fall quiet for a moment as the two stared out into the world both grasping the words spoken before Thorin turned to face Bilbo once more with sorrow evident in his eyes.

     "I never meant what I said" Bilbo turned to face Thorin at that and both of their eyes met as Bilbo waited for Thorin to say more. "I did doubt your ability to keep up with us as well as your skills to find the Arkenstone, but only in the beginning. After the event with the trolls, I knew that I was glad you were with us and I didn't want you to leave the company even though I still said those things I didn't mean it." Bilbo sat there for a moment trying to grasp all that Thorin had said it took him a moment to even believe it, Thorin didn't hate him?

     "I..." Bilbo paused again thinking "I thought you hated me and that the only reason I was still here was because you were too afraid of Gandalf to send me away" Bilbo chuckled lightly at the last part which triggered Thorin to laugh a bit too, it was a sight Bilbo had never seen before.

     "Well yes I am a bit afraid of him, though don't tell anyone." the two both laughed at that "I didn't send you away because I didn't want you to leave" The two smiled finally seeming to be on the same page and finally on the path to perhaps being friends.

     "I never wanted to leave either, even after what you said and I didn't want to leave. I thought about it, but I knew I wanted to stay here with the company" Both Bilbo and Thorin stared out into the wilderness of Middle-Earth both having bonded on a deeper level, perhaps in the morning when they set out again, Bilbo would go out of his way to ride next to Thorin.

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Post Wedding Morning.

Written for the Four for Valentine event on Discord 💘

Week 4 (February 22-29)

Prompt: Sugar

Summary: Just some post wedding night fluff between Thorin and his One/soulmate Liv.

Fandom: The Hobbit

Relationship: Thorin x OFC

Rating: M

Content: fluffy times, breakfast in bed, married fluff, newlyweds, post-BOTFA, canon divergent, Dwarven Ones. Part of the Thorin x Liv universe.

Warning: implied sex (for wedding night and offscreen, if you will).

Word count: 838

Liv awoke, sighing in soft delight as the gorgeous interior of the bedchamber met her eyes. It was even more beautiful than in the rush and activity last night, when she and Thorin had entered it hurriedly.

A flush bloomed across her cheeks as she remembered last night; memories of soft furs and tangled sheets, heated skin, a rough yet silken beard and heated kisses on practically every inch of her skin, and iron hard muscles, coupled with sapphire eyes that she’d drowned in, again and again, flitted through her mind in pleasurable fashion. That and the faint yet pleasant twinge down there that fluttered when Liv shifted lazily under the furs and blankets.

Thorin certainly was as passionate a lover as he was a warrior, she thought. Yet he was so tender afterwards; he’d asked if she felt pain (not too much), helped her clean up, and then drew her close as they fell asleep. Speaking of which- he wasn’t in bed with her. His place beside her was yet warm.

“He probably has his royal duties to perform today,” Liv thought, preparing to curl up for a leisurely long nap, something she’d never had as a barmaid long ago, before touching a Dwarf’s fingers awoke her Heart’s Mark, and brought her to Erebor as his wife.

The doors opened suddenly, and Liv’s Mark thrummed pleasantly. “Thorin,” she exclaimed as she sat up. He was dressed simply in tunic and breeches, yet Liv could clearly remember his muscular body from last night; she flushed prettily at the memory.

“Good morning, my One.” Thorin set down the tray he bore, and looked upon Liv with delight and pleasure. Arousal surged through him when he noted her bare shoulders above the blankets; clearly she’d not bothered to hunt for another nightgown yet. He made a mental note to send down to Dori regarding new nightclothes for Liv.

“Good morning,” Liv said, “I thought you had royal duties to perform this morning.”

“Balin and Dwalin told me that my duties are with you first, my love; Dwalin literally told me ‘go back to be with yer wife. It’s yer wedding week.’” Liv giggled merrily at Thorin’s attempted imitation of his guardsman and cousin. “I did stop by the kitchens on my way back; Bombur sends his kindest regards to you- and he sent breakfast along with me.”

“Oh. Breakfast in bed?” Liv was speechless. She had never, even in her wildest dreams, had thought of breakfast in bed. Only the sick and weakened ever ate their meals in bed.

“Yes, Amrâlimê. It is a custom of the Royal Family to enjoy their breakfasts in their rooms.” He set up the plates and cups. “Do not worry about the dishes; the servants will be by to pick them up later.” He handed her a soft woolen robe trimmed with fur. “It wouldn’t do for the future Queen under the Mountain to catch a chill while enjoying her breakfast.”

Liv couldn’t agree more; the Lonely Mountain was cooler inside than what she was used to.

They sat together on their bed and ate leisurely, savoring every bit of the sausages, eggs, and hotcakes with syrup drizzled over them, along with some hot breakfast tea that Thorin said was imported from the Shire.

When they’d finished, Liv was setting their plates onto the tray carefully when “You have some syrup on your lip, Amrâlimê, from eating your cakes,” Thorin observed, enjoying how Liv’s cheeks bloomed.

“Ooh. I am a little sloppy sometimes.” She was reaching for a napkin. Thorin’s hand gripped it gently halfway. “No. Allow me, my love” The little sharp intake of breath and a smile as she realized what he was about to do, was encouraging.

Moving close beside her, he cupped her cheek with one large hand while the other drifted down to clasp her waist. Drawing Liv’s face closer, Thorin paused long enough to admire her sparkling eyes before taking her lip between his in a seductive manner. It was indeed sweetened, before it disappeared under his heated ministrations. Liv gasped, then she was responding back with an equally passionate kiss of her own, her fingers lacing through his dark waves. With a growl, Thorin laid her down upon the bed, his kisses slowly becoming slower and deeper.

Then he rose up on his elbows above Liv. “It’s clean now, my love.”

“And you did well in cleaning my lip,” Liv smiled, combing her fingers through Thorin’s hair, loving how he leaned into her hands. She sighed. “I suppose now that we must get up and dress- unless you don’t want to.”

“I would not.” Thorin rotated his hips every so slightly against Liv’s, noting how she moaned softly. She clearly wanted him so badly. “According to my Burglar, there was a custom called ‘second breakfast’ in the Shire.” His voice died down to a seductive rumble. “I would like to enjoy a second time with you, Amrâlimê, to show you how much I love you.”

“Then, let us love again.”

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Lord of the Rings fanart! I watched for the first time recently and loved it

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Another short edit but for Cherry from Sk8 the Infinity

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some sam and frodo studies

[image ID: four images featuring three digital paintings of scenes from lord of the rings featuring samwise gamgee and frodo baggins. the first image shows all three paintings, and the next images are crops of each painting. painting 1 shows sam and frodo leaning close together and looking forwards in a well-lit forest. painting 2 shows the two of them looking at each other while standing in forest in the afternoon sun, frodo looking concerned and sam giving a gentle smile. the third painting shows the two of them standing before a pink and blue sunset, frodo smiling and gazing forward, and sam standing just behind at his shoulder, gazing at him fondly. end ID]

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I compiled all the scenes where they could've and should've kissed (for the plot and my sanity):

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Feel free to add to the list.

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All the growing things and you by my side

We are just little transparent fellows! (decided to include this too eheheh)

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I’ve gotten into creating short edits of various fandoms and characters and I am having a blast with it!!! So here’s a Huntlow one I made 🩵

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This scene was listed as number 1 and couldn’t be more correct. I’m tearing up thinking of it.

The article is here

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What can we learn about land stewardship from The Lord of the Rings? Download the free article from Landscape Architecture Magazine on JSTOR and find out!

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LEGO officially reveals new Lord of the Rings Rivendell set with 6,167 pieces and 15 minifigs for $500

LINK