#Bungo Baggins

[trashanstuff]

Tales from far away lands

Bella and Bungo have known eachother since they were kids.

As the respectable Baggins he is, Bungo isn’t at all the adventurous type but he still fascinated with about heroes and creatures that roamed middle earth. He eventually tells to Bella about them and she feels compelled to go see those far away places for herself

#belladonna took #the hobbit fanart #the hobbit #Bungo baggins #bilbo baggins #I'm sorry if its not very clear #english is not my first language #tolkien fanart #tolkien

[legitimatesatanspawn]

Double checking the timeline reminded me of some fun facts:

Bilbo, Age 18: Frodo's father (Drogo Baggins) is born.

Bilbo, Age 21: The Fell Winter. Loss of crops, "large white wolves" (could be wargs) invade the Shire.

Bilbo, Age 22: Region just south of Brandywine floods.

Bilbo, Age 26: Bilbo's paternal grandmother (Laura Baggins nee Grubb) dies at 102, his father (Bungo Baggins) becomes head of family at 70.

Bilbo, Age 30: Frodo's mother (Primula Baggins nee Brandybuck) is born.

Bilbo, Age 33: Officially considered an adult by Shire reckoning.

Bilbo, Age 36: Bilbo's father (Bungo Baggins) dies at 80. Presumably old age.

Bilbo, Age 44: Bilbo's mother (Belldonna Baggins nee Took) dies at 82. Presumably old age.

Bilbo, Age 50-52: The Dwarf Company meets at Bag End in Hobbiton (50/51), Quest ends (51), Bilbo gets home (52).

Bilbo, Age 78: Frodo is born and presumably lives in Hobbiton.

Bilbo, Age 90; Frodo, Age 12: Frodo's parents die (boating accident). Respectively 72 and 60.

Frodo is taken in by his maternal uncle's family (Rorimac Brandybuck) and lives in Brandy Hall in Buckland. Because his parents would often take him to visit his mother's family there, presumably just as much as they'd visit their Baggins side relatives in Hobbiton.

Bilbo, Age 99; Frodo, Age 21: Bilbo officially names Frodo his heir and brings him to Bag End. Note, it's implied he's had lots of visits and everything in between so its not just out of nowhere.

Bilbo, Age 111; Frodo, Age 33: Gandalf visits Bilbo regarding the Ring. The Birthday Party. Frodo is officially considered an adult in the Shire.

Bilbo, Age 112: Bilbo moves into Rivendell.

Bilbo, Age 128; Frodo, Age 50: Frodo gets visited by Gandalf regarding the Ring. Frodo leaves the Shire and reaches Rivendell. Fellowship is founded.

Bilbo, Age 129; Frodo, Age 51: Sauron is defeated. Later, Grima kills Saruman.

Bilbo, Age 131; Frodo, Age 53: Bilbo and Frodo sail off to Valinor.

Presumably Bilbo and Frodo live near/in Valinor for the rest of their days. Barring health issues, Frodo should live another 40 years.

So remember when Bilbo was stressing out over the dwarves using his mother's glorybox to scrape his traveling boots off on? Keep in mind a glory box is basically a big fancy chest that young women would/do (not sure if some places still do this) put items and goods in to help prepare the dowry and then transport it to the new home.

The fact that Hobbits apparently do dowries considering how they handle gift-giving is a little confusing to me. Bungo Baggins did make Bag End for his new wife, though, so maybe both sides do an equivalent to a dowry?

But even setting aside the fact that it was a keepsake and something he clearly cherished, dude was probably still grieving his parents and here comes this pack of random ass strangers just scraping stuff on it like it's that metal thing outside of some old houses I've seen around here. I forget the word for them. Those little metal plates screwed near to the front door on the pavement so that people can scrape off mud and in some cases dogshit/horseshit before entering someone's home.

Honestly I like those plates more than the welcome mats which are often either too thin to be of real use or too difficult to clean. The plate solves both issues.

Bilbo was essentially a teenager when everyone survived a horrible winter with food shortages and vicious attacks by wolves who either overhunted or ran out of prey in their original territory. And then he was a young adult when his parents died. Hobbits come of age at 33 and live to about 90-100. 110 is old af to them while the oldest known hobbit (before Bilbo) being at 130 as incredible. Give it up for Gerontius Took, everyone: Bilbo's maternal grampa!

Also considering Lobella Sacksville-Baggins is Bilbo's immediate cousin through his father's siblings, we have a massive reason for why Lobella being a salty ass isn't just a personality trait but more about family drama. Your bachelor cousin head of the family who has apparently zero interest in marrying or having kids of his own happily visits all his relatives and makes grand gifts to people as part of the local custom regarding birthday parties (Hobbits give gifts on their birthday rather than receiving them).

And then Bilbo adopts a distant cousin instead. 1st/2nd degree actually based on family but Bilbo's grandfather's brother's great-grandson doesn't roll off as easily, although Bilbo's maternal aunt's grandson does. Meanwhile Lobella is Bilbo's uncle's daughter-in-law making her son Lotho would've been his immediate successor by inheritance laws. Of course, Lobella is no saint and she was preemptively nasty and grabby with things not even hers but I'm gonna admit, if I cared about that I would definitely feel hurt.

#lord of the rings #tolkien #bilbo baggins #frodo baggins #lobella sacksville-baggins #the hobbit #character ages #timeline #the fell winter #drogo baggins #bungo baggins #belladona baggins #primula brandybuck #belladonna took #primula baggins #hobbit customs #hobbit culture

[aspiringnexu]

Bungo Baggins 🤝 Celeborn 🤝 Faramir

Highly educated malewives who very much aren’t fans of fighting.

Belladonna Took 🤝 Galadriel 🤝 Eowyn

Feral warrior women who are very much fans of fighting.

#LOTR #galadriel #eowyn #faramir #belladonna took #bungo baggins #celeborn #I will forever love the fact that Bilbo's mother was the Took and salivating at the chance for adventure #I'm gonna also mention Dis quickly #Because she deserves a mention #Ain't no way a dwarven lady of her caliber isn't an awesome warrior #Thorin is her brother #Fili and Kili are her kids #Badassery runs in the line of Durin #And you'd better believe it didn't skip her

[milesasinmorales]

Thinking about Belladonna Took/Baggins… thinking about Bungo Baggins… thinking about Lady Dís… thinking about Frerin… thinking about literally all of the dwarves… thinking about the characters we didn’t get to know but could have…

#lotr #lord of the rings #the lord of the rings #the hobbit #belladonna baggins #belladonna took #bungo baggins #lady dis #dis #frerin #tolkien dwarves

[starspray]

21 😍 please

Thank you for the prompt! You didn't specify the pairing, so here's some Belladonna Took/Bungo Baggins!

21: …on a place of insecurity.

The news that Mister Bungo Baggins and Miss Belladonna Took were to marry caused quite an uproar all the way from the East Farthing to the West. In Hobbiton it was positively scandalous—did you hear the sort of things Miss Took got up to? Going off on Adventures, and coming back with all sorts of strange things, not to mention the scrapes and bumps and scars. What had gotten into Bungo? He was such a sensible, respectable chap.

In the Tooklands the talk went rather the other way around. What did Miss Belladonna see in Bungo Baggins? He was so staid and boring, never did anything unexpected—except, of course, ask for Belladonna’s hand! Of course he was building her that lovely hole in Hobbiton, but what were they going to do with him when they came back to visit the Took family? You couldn’t talk of anything interesting around him, lest he blush red as a tomato from his ears to his toes.

This of course got back to Bungo and, poor fellow, he did blush when he heard it. But Belladonna, who had never blushed a day in her life, only laughed and kissed him on both his pink cheeks. “Don’t mind them, my dear!” she said. “I shall cure you of blushing long before we have to come back and spend a week being teased by my brothers. But I am afraid you will never cure me of muddy skirts and scraped knees.”

Bungo laughed back at her. “Why would I want to do that,” he said, “when you always bring home the most interesting stories—and the best mushrooms for supper?”

#look i wrote a thing #belladonna took/bungo baggins #belladonna took #bungo baggins #the lord of the rings #meme response

[badgerburrows]

Bungo Baggins and Belladonna Took are the cottagecore version of Gomez and Morticia Addams you cannot change my mind.

#also belladonna is taller than bungo #the Hobbit #bungo baggins #belladonna took

[oh-dear-so-queer]

Still, it is probable that Bilbo, her only son, although he looked and behaved exactly like a second edition of his solid and comfortable father, got something a bit queer in his makeup from the Took side, something that only waited for a chance to come out.

"The Hobbit" - J. R. R. Tolkien

#book quote #the hobbit #jrr tolkien #bilbo #hobbits #belladonna took #bungo baggins #queer #break free

[brianellabean]

the hobbit urge to name a child Bungo

#it’s strong #bungo baggins #lord of the rings #hobbits #the only thing on my brain when i watch Rings of Power #like it’s not even related to the show #yet here i am #lotr memes #rings of power #lotr rings of power

[allium-phyrzz]

lil family tree for bilbo. he's young here too, probably about 25?

#bilbo baggins #my art #i wanted him to be basically a copy of his mother but with his father's colours #as he gets older he does look a bit more like bungo tho #and his hair darkens when he gets older and stops going outside #the lines arent super visible eitherbut. its a sketch whatre ya gonna do

[necrobratz]

i just.. i need little bilbo to be an absolute fucking hellion and i need his mom to 100% support it and also help in his hell raising

#belladonna and bilbo vs the world #bungo is terrified of them but he loves them too #bilbo baggins #belladonna took #my art

[merilles]

@lotrladiessource' lotr ladies week day 1: hobbits | fairytales & legends

goldberry and belladonna took enjoying a frolic in the withywindle! i like to think that on her adventures, belladonna braved the old forest and met goldberry, with whom she became friends. before she settled down, she would go and visit during the spring and early summer; assisting the river-maid with her chores, delighting each other with dancing, singing, and storytelling! even after she married bungo baggins, she never forgot those magical times...

#lotrladiesweek #tolkien #lord of the rings #lotr #the hobbit #hobbits #belladonna took #goldberry #art #fanart #lotr fanart #my art #merilles

[aspiringnexu]

I feel like Galadriel and Belladonna Took (aka Bilbo's Mum and the reason why he had that little voice in the back of his head frothing at the mouth at the merest hint of an adventure) would be very good friends.

If Rings of Power has done nothing else, it has cemented in my mind that Galadriel was a feisty feral gremlin who fought Satan's helper on the regular. (Even if you hate the show, the idea that Second Age Galadriel was like two seconds away from cutting a bitch at any given moment is too funny.) And Belladonna was often referred to as a particularly adventurous Hobbit whom I can see quite easily as a feral gremlin should the situation call for it.

And equally, their lovely stay-at-home husbands would definitely be friends. Celeborn and Bungo Baggins are the only reasons their wives ever settled down and had a kid and its because they were the soft and fluffy to their wives' feral and feisty.

#lotr #the rings of power #galadriel #celeborn #belladonna took #bungo baggins #the wives are out kicking orc ass #the husbands are making dinner and having a lovely tea party with all of the Hot Gossip #lets face it Celeborn should be an absolute sweetheart to Galadriel #ultimate malewife #same with Bungo #because how else did he woo Belladonna other than being adorable and loving #ship who you like but I'm partial to Galadriel having a sweet fluffy husband who can give her a safe space to calm down #but also lets her be herself #Celeborn didn’t even fit his armour well #confirmed lover not a fighter #Galadriel loves her awkward silver clam #Bungo strikes me as being incredibly socially competent and respectable #which is good because Belladonna has no time for being courteous please forward all frivolities to her husband #who will delight in being a polite nuisance #Bilbo had to get the snark for those bequeathing letters from somewhere

[retellingthehobbit]

Belladonna Took and Bungo Baggins, in The Hobbit comic adaptation Chapter 1:

vs Chapter 15!:

#the hobbit #lotr #tolkien 'i named him bungo because it sounds funny and boring and also bilbos mother gets no dialogue' #me: AHH they understood each other the way no one else did!! They saw the value in the things everyone overlooked! #romance for the ages!!!! #bringing out my pepe silvia conspiracy board to explain how they will parallel bilbo and thorin #its fun to see the panels side by side ;_; #I've been planning to draw the chapter 15 panel since basically day one #the hobbit comic #lord of the rings #retelling the hobbit #bungodonna #(lets make the ship name catch on)

[rohirric-hunter]

A friend and I came up with a concept for a humorous LotR fanfic a while ago. It was called, “The Heavily Suppressed Adventures of Bungo Baggins and Belladonna Took.” Took its inspiration from the one line in the Hobbit that implies that Belladonna might have gone on adventures before she married Bungo, with a splash of inspiration from the idea that at one point Tolkien was considering a line about how vanishing with one’s intended was a bit of a courting ritual among Hobbits.

So Bungo means to propose to Belladonna, but on the very night when he plans to do it she gets recruited for an Adventure by Gandalf, and Bungo, who is either not especially good at recognizing when he ought to change his plans or never one to let little obstacles deter him, depending on how you look at it, also volunteers to go on the Adventure, thinking that he’ll just propose the next day. But the next day is not a great day for it, nor is the next, nor the one after, and so the story goes on. Belladonna is very into the adventure, which she is well-suited for and has been looking forward to her whole life, and Bungo. Loathes. every second of it. But he keeps on going for Belladonna, because he hasn’t yet had the perfect moment to propose to her, and he’s determined to do it, and she’s so excited to share this whole amazing adventure with him.

We never fleshed out the adventure specifically, beyond that it had something to do with dragon eggs in the Blue Mountains. Rather a lot of it was intended to reflect The Hobbit. Bungo had an engagement ring that he was carrying with him and kept very very secret for obvious reasons, and it was meant to be a sort of lighter parallel to the Ring and Bilbo’s behavior towards it. The actual engagement itself was meant to be over the top, ridiculous, hopelessly, sloppily romantic; Bungo would drop the ring and his desperate efforts to get it back would get him into trouble, which Belladonna would save him from, at which point she would discover the ring and ask if he’d meant to propose to him. Or maybe the ring itself would be lost and Bungo would worry that everything was ruined, but it would be dramatically revealed that Belladonna had also intended to propose to him when the adventure was over. We ping-ponged between the two and both have their merits.

Anyway, once the adventure was over, they would return to the Shire together, happily engaged, and live happily ever after to the end of their days. The real kicker was that all this was meant to be told in the frame story of Gandalf telling it to Bilbo on the trip to the Undying Lands; Bungo, unwilling to be known for an adventurer in the Shire, had sworn everyone involved to secrecy so long as they lived on Middle-earth, and Gandalf, who had been itching to tell Bilbo about it for decades, was reveling in the fact that he no longer lived on Middle-earth and was therefore not bound by the oath anymore. The whole thing was going to wrap up with Bilbo’s staunch insistence that he didn’t believe a word of it, to which Gandalf would respond that he was free not to, he supposed. Bilbo would then turn to Frodo and say, “Of course I believe it, Frodo, my boy. I was just hoping to get a turn out of old Gandalf! But of course he probably knows what I’m doing, after all. Well, that is a story! Don’t adventures ever have a start?”

#lotr #i would in theory love to write a fic but we all know im not going to

[elvain]

At The Heart Of Time

            The first thing that most young Hobbits were taught was how to grow things. It was, of course, the most important Hobbitish activity: to grow and nurture new life. Bilbo himself had been six years old the day his mother took him to plant new roses in her garden (which would later become his). He still remembered, years later, the satisfaction and pride and joy that he had felt in watching those small plants turn into rosebuds, then roses.

            But they had died one day, as all living things tended to do. It was the way of the world for things to come to an end before one was ready. And Bilbo had not been ready. He had sobbed and cried and dug into the dirt of the garden with his bare hands until his father had stopped him and pulled him close.

            “Bilbo,” Bungo Baggins had said solemnly. “All things must end in this world. But there will always be, too, a new beginning, because the world keeps turning, and the road goes ever on and on. Do you understand?”

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[lordoftherazzles]

BODYGUARD AU ↳ GOLDEN HEARTS BLEED FASTER

Summary: Bilbo Baggins, Prince of the Shire, has been left with a kingdom on his back and a ring in his hand after the unexpected death of his parents. Bodyguard Thorin Oakenshield has been brought in to see to the prince’s safety, and do a little investigating of his own on the matter in hopes of coming face to face with the one who turned his mountain, and his life, upside down a few years prior.

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How many times now had Bilbo warded off the waves of sympathies and condolences? It was all the same from each person, just a different face and voice conveying the genuinely kind words. He didn’t want to hear it anymore.

While his eyes had remained dry and his emotions in check, the day surrounding him had been anything but. The outside drizzle and gloomy clouds had set a damn near perfect tone for a funeral, and yet Bilbo never once seemed to fit the backdrop, aside from maybe his attire. The dark fitting garb that was quickly being shed at this exact moment once the funeral had come to a close, and he was escorted back to the palace entryway.

“I’m fine,” Bilbo protested once more, and this time with more force to his voice than he liked. “You don’t need to worry about me, I can take care of myself. I don’t see why everyone is making such a fuss about all of this.” Gandalf wasn’t the first person nipping at his heels in regard to his safety, or his behavior, but he was the one who had stuck around the longest.

“Belladonna and Bungo Baggins’ death is nothing to take lightly, Bilbo,” Gandalf chided, his brows furrowing and the lines on his face seeming extra deep with his displeasure. “You will do well to remember that.”

“I’m not making light, but I’m also not going to obsess over something that’s not there. It was ruled an accident, and that’s what I choose to believe,” Bilbo huffed while sliding out of his suit jacket and shaking off the rain water. He knew Gandalf meant well, after all, he had been one of the closest friends this family had. Naturally he would keep an eye out for the head of the Baggins household, and next in line for the throne. “Everything will be fine. If…a little quiet.”

“Insist all you like, but I am still under the impression that you need someone to watch over you–” holding up a hand to silence the younger man before he ever protested again, Gandalf cleared his throat and began to backpedal towards the doorway. “I’ve already taken the liberty of making some arrangements. Your parents wanted me to look out for you, and I can’t be here every waking moment to ensure you don’t do something silly.”

Watching with disinterest as Gandalf waved his hand to beckon someone forward, Bilbo quirked a brow and folded his arms, tapping his foot in annoyance. “So what, you hired me a babysitter? I’m an adult, and besides, this place already has security out the ass. What’s so special about–” The words clogged Bilbo’s throat, and his jaw snapped firmly shut as a suit-clad man with the bluest eyes he’d ever seen stepped in. There wasn’t an ounce of emotion on his face as he stood next to Gandalf with his hands behind his back. Bilbo just took a moment to let it all soak in as his own stance seemed to relax.

“Humor an old man, Bilbo, and let him watch over you for a time. I would be beside myself if something happened to you,” Gandalf pleaded with a pained smile gracing his lips, stepping aside to usher Bilbo forward–not that the young prince needed any direction.

“I mean, what’s the harm?” Bilbo shrugged as he had stepped forward, leaning on his toes before beginning to slowly circle the taller man whose eyes had locked onto him at some point. “If only to humor an old man, of course.” Letting his eyes rove over that suit and every inch the seams hugged, there was something delightfully delicious in this arrangement Gandalf was making, wasn’t there? “So, this is my bodyguard, then?”

“Far better than a glorified babysitter, I assure you.”

Humming and nodding in agreement with Gandalf’s words, Bilbo finally came to a halt in front of Mister Blue-Eyes, tilting his head and tapping at the side of his chin in thought with one more drop of his gaze as a smirk crawled across his lips. “I like what I see.” Meeting those blue eyes, there was something undeniably furious within them, just as there was a soft dusting of rose across the other’s cheekbones. It didn’t negate the danger in those blues, and Bilbo had an itch to play with a little fire today.

Okay, maybe Gandalf’s worries about silly behavior weren’t completely unwarranted.

Gandalf chuckled, bringing no attention to Bilbo’s current behavior in ogling his newfound source of safety. “He is experienced in this line of work, and can probably teach you a thing or two about what to expect once you’re crowned.”

“And does he have a name? Or speak, for that matter? Or is this one of those ‘pretend he’s not there’ cases, much like a shadow?” Reaching a hand up to straighten out the other’s tie, a hand quickly grasped at Bilbo’s wrist, and tightly. “I have a feeling you bite.”

“Thorin,” came the hissed word from between the teeth of one Thorin Oakenshield as he shoved Bilbo’s hand away. “And it’ll be in your best interest to keep your hands to yourself, Mister Baggins.”

“Not very polite, is he?” Bilbo snorted, rubbing at his wrist and taking a step back to give this Thorin some space. “You can take it easy, Killer, I’m just teasing you.”

“I’m sure you’ll find him suitable company, don’t worry.” Gandalf’s eyes locked with Thorin’s with a bit of a plea in them, and much to his relief, Thorin’s shoulders relaxed a little. “Mister Oakenshield here is your protection, and I advise you treat him as such.”

“Of course, you wouldn’t set me up with a deadbeat plaything, after all.” Bowing his head slightly, and putting on a little more decorum, Bilbo simply smiled, pushing up the glasses on his nose once he rose back. “I look forward to getting to know you, Mister Oakenshield. Would you like a tour of the place?”

“Not really–”

“Give us a moment, Bilbo, and then I’m sure Thorin would love the tour.” Grinning, Gandalf gave the universal shoo motion towards the prince in the room, who reluctantly shoved his hands in his pockets and began to drift to the farthest side of the entryway.

“You can’t honestly expect me to deal with this, Gandalf?” Thorin hissed under his breath, finally moving from his once stationary position to keep the conversation between him and the one who had brought him here. “I will not bend to the likes of him.”

“That–that was not the intent, Thorin, this is strictly business–”

“I meant business!” A more potent shade of red took over Thorin’s cheeks as he dared to cast a glance over his shoulder to the curly haired prince who was twirling some sort of gold band between his fingers aimlessly. “Surely this has to be a mistake?”

“Belladonna and Bungo Baggins’ deaths were no accident, I am sure of it. I fear for him, Thorin, someone went through an awful lot of trouble to put him in this situation. I have theories…and if they are correct, this is one you will want to be a part of,” Gandalf assured lowly, clapping Thorin on the shoulder. “You know as well as I do that precious treasure can make a man do unthinkable things.”

This caused Thorin to pause, his eyes dropping and a falter in his stance as he shifted uncomfortably. The wheels in his head were grinding in agitation, but also in memory of what he himself had witnessed in his years. “Do you truly think he is involved?” The one that Thorin had been after for years now, but never gotten a chance to come face to face with.

“I do. This wouldn’t be the first royal family he’s laid waste to, would it? I owe not only the Baggins family to figure this out, but to yo–”

“Fine. I’ll deal with it, for now,” Thorin interrupted.

“Give it some time, I promise he isn’t nearly as impish once you get to know him. His mother was once a fierce young thing too.” Gazing over at Bilbo and sporting a more cheerful expression, Gandalf gave Thorin’s shoulder a gentle nudge. “You two get acquainted, I am going to step outside for a quick call and will rejoin you later. And Thorin?” Dropping his tone low for the retreating Oakenshield to hear only, Gandalf’s chipper demeanor washed away as quickly as it had come. “Let’s keep the details of this between us for now.”

Nodding in understanding, Thorin braced himself as he stepped up to the young royal–perhaps only a few years his junior–who was waiting for his company in what looked like anticipation. “Mister Baggins.”

“Come, I’ll show you around, and we’ll find you a place to stay for when you don’t have your eyes glued to me at all hours of the day.” A cheeky grin spread across Bilbo’s lips as he nudged his elbow into Thorin’s. “Unless you want to keep your eyes on me at night–” a flash of Thorin’s fierce glare had Bilbo raising his hands in surrender. “Just teasing, remember.” Bilbo’s sing-song voice sounded off teasingly. Or was he? Definitely not. If it kept Thorin from snapping his jaw like a rabid dog in his direction, then Bilbo could insist he was just teasing until his parents crawled out of their respective graves.

This was going to be fun, Bilbo could tell already. Normally he was used to getting his way, what with his status and all as Prince of the Shire, but this suited man seemed unmoved, though not completely unaffected. That was the fun part, witnessing the discomfort and the flushing beneath his scrutiny. But if it helped soothe a few of Gandalf’s frayed nerves in the process as well…what was the harm? It’d been a long time since someone new graced Bag End’s palace walls and given Bilbo something else to focus on.

Something that wasn’t wrapped around the tragedy that was the deaths of his parents and the precious treasure they left behind.

#bagginshield #thilbo #thorin oakenshield #bilbo baggins #gandalf #fic: sneak peek #razpb #thorin x bilbo #bilbo x thorin #hobbit fic #hobbit fanfic #bagginshield fic #modern!au #raz wips #razzywrites