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treygocray · 11 minutes ago
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Made my way into Harloeg for Kekkonen of the Earth-kin! They need my help in defeating trolls... I took the job! This place was quite beautiful, yet eerie.
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karaboutmyart · 39 minutes ago
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my friend said they should have kissed at this part and I couldn't have agreed more
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i-dislike-tomatoes · 45 minutes ago
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how do i get into tumblr communities and find mutuals on tumblr
lotr/silm tumblr let me in, im cool
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commentgoblin · an hour ago
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THIS IS A ROSIE COTTON STAN ACCOUNT.
You know she has to be an amazing woman to catch Samwise Gamgee.
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monsieurenjlolras · an hour ago
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I always forget that there's a mob boss named Sharkey in Lord of the Rings
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Pippin and Grima are the oddest people to write in the same scene. 
Grima, graceful and comforting as ever. 
Grima: Glad I’m not the only monumental fuck up around here. 
Pippin: I suppose it was stupid of me to assume you’d be nice for more than two minutes. 
Frodo: I’ve gotten it up to four. We’re making progress. 
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shittylotrimagines · an hour ago
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Imagine🥺
Sauron throwing knives at you while crying because you called him ugly😍
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inkversed · 2 hours ago
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everyone from the lord of the rings is bisexual and in love with one another and because of this bisexual power no one dies! no, i do not accept constructive criticism because i'm right :)
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grumpierbilbo · 2 hours ago
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The trees and the grasses and all things growing or living in the land belong each to themselves.
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princejaluia · 2 hours ago
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I'm sorry? Why the tik-tak, frickty-frack is Cate Blanchett not slated to play Galadriel in Amazon's Lotr series? Hmm? Pray tell why is this so???
I swear if Hugo Weaving does not reprise his role as Lord Elrond (assuming that that character is in it) I am breaking something. Possibly the internet.
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simbxlmyne · 2 hours ago
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eleven months (pippin x hobbit!reader)
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summary: the reader waits for pippin to return after his sudden disappearance
requested by: @starryeyedrogue
a.n: first time writing for pippin, so i hope it turned out alright :) enjoy
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"And you'll never guess what Paladin Took told me this morning. His boy's run off with some no good Baggins, he has. Just last night. Never even bothered to leave a note."
You lingered a little longer than you intended to as you placed the two half-pints down onto the table. The customers' conversation had not interested you up until now - right up until the mention of Pippin. Just the other day, you had caught him glancing at you from across the room as you dried some of the glasses. Being a bar maid did not allow you much time for rest, what with rushing around, trying not to spill a single drop of ale in the mean time; however, you couldn't help yourself, and in that moment, you felt your whole world seemed to slow down a little.
Nothing had been explicitly said between the two of you, but knowing how flushed Pippin always got in your presence, you naturally took this as a signal. In all frankness, you had been hoping that he would come back to the tavern that night and vocalise his feelings: in all frankness, you had spent all your night awake imagining it.
"Oi! Nothin' for nosy!" the man who had been talking shouted, clutching one of the glasses close to his chest. His companion gave you a menacing glare, and you left with a swift apology.
Upon doing so, you make your way out into the kitchen, knowing that the chef was on a break.
How could he just leave without saying anything? Granted, it wasn't as if you were married to him, yet in your heart you still felt as though an injustice had been done. You had no time for tears now - there were jobs to be done - so gathering up all your strength, you inhaled deeply, before once again stepping out into the tavern, wondering how you would make it through the next three hours without your emotions betraying you.
Many months passed, and though you had been told that time heals all, it had not been the case. At the beginning you believed that after a while, you would forget about Pippin, marry another man, settle down, have many children so as to please your mother and father. That was to be the way of it.
But that did not come to pass. Six months or so went by, and then it hit you; still you thought of Peregrin Took, and the image of his face never slipped from your memory. Many nights you cried, and despite your mother's best efforts to set you up with some of her friends' sons, it was all in vain, and only made your mental distress worse.
The time was coming up to a year since his departure, and you had made a promise to yourself - and your family after their insistence - that you would begin looking for a husband if he had not returned. That seemed agreeable to you, and despite what your heart truly thought, you had begun to accept the reality that he would not return. Rumours of his journey had spread about the Shire, some particularly morbid ones reporting great anguish, though all of these you tried to deafen yourself to. They were but airy words, and in your heart of hearts, you knew it not to be true.
Upon one particularly dreary evening, you were busy pulling drinks behind the bar, when suddenly there came a slight hush over the tavern. Too occupied with trying not spill any of the beer, you hadn't had time to notice the cause, and soon enough, a figure appeared before you.
"Um, four half-pints, please," the voice said.
You did not realise that the drink you had been pulling had overflowed, and quite frankly, you had given up caring. Upon looking up, you were met with the familiar face of Peregrin Took, looking rather sheepish, and hardly having changed a day since his departure (though oddly enough he seemed a few inches taller than you remembered).
"Pippin?" you breathed out in utter disbelief.
"Oh, you might want to watch out there, (Y/N): the beer-"
You let out a loud curse, realising just how much you had spilled. Regardless, you wiped your hands down with the nearest towel before rushing around to stand beside him. Truly now, you noticed he was taller, yet when you embraced him with all of your might, he was still the same hobbit that you had fallen in love with.
"I thought you were dead," you breathed out. Pippin could hardly believe it, but very welcomed was your show of affection.
"At some points, I thought so too, (Y/N)," he chuckled, bringing his hands up to your back. Suddenly, you pulled back, remembering yourself. Truly there had been no formal declaration between the both of you, however now, the both of you seemed to have a mutual feeling, and just as fast as you had pulled away, he was pulling you toward him again.
"I thought about you all the time."
Pippin smiled behind your back. "I thought about you too, (Y/N); I have much to tell you." Holding you at arm's length, he moved to tentatively brush a stray piece of hair behind your ear. "But there is one thing I have waited nearly a year to ask you."
"To ask me?" you said with a small smile, darker blush coming to your already rosy cheeks.
"Can I -" He paused and held up a finger, contorting his face as if wondering the best way to approach the situation. "Can I -" Again another hesitation, and before he could react, you leaned forward, gently pressing your lips to his. The heat resonating from his face was almost palpable, and it only spurred on your new-found confidence; deepening the kiss, you wrapped your arms around his neck, though you found you had to reach a little further than you had been expecting. This illicited a few whistles from the tavern-folk, most of all from Merry, shouting something that went unnoticed by the pair of you. When you finally pulled away, Pippin looked extremely flustered, and his eyes were like two moons upon a red plain.
"Well," he gasped out, "that was nice."
You couldn't help but giggle, and Pippin joined in unison.
For the rest of the night, you stayed with him, in awe of all of his adventures, never hearing of such excitement before, save the travels of Bilbo Baggins - though most of that was altered based who you asked.
The only thing he kept from you was how throughout the whole journey, he made a promise to ask for your hand in marriage upon his arrival back at the Shire.
That could wait until another night.
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tolkienlanguages · 2 hours ago
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Endor
Endor Q.[Quenya] middle-earth. Endor place-name "Middle-earth" (SA:dôr, NDOR), "centre of the world" (EN); also long form Endórë "Middle-earth" (Appendix E); allative Endorenna "to Middle-earth" in EO. The form Endór in MR:121 may be seen as archaic, intermediate between Endórë and Endor (since long vowels in a final syllable are normally shortened: Endór > Endor). Endór functions as an uninflected genitive in the source: Aran Endór, "King of Middle-earth". (Source)
Endor (Hebrew: עֵין־דֹּאר; עֵֽין־דֹּר֙; עֵ֥ין דּֽוֹר‎ ʽÊndōr, En Dor in the NKJV) was a Canaanite city, which is listed in the Book of Joshua (Joshua 17:11) as one of the cities the Israelites didn't manage to dispossess, neither the city nor its dependencies. It was located between the Hill of Moreh and Mount Tabor in the Jezreel Valley. It is mentioned twice more in the Hebrew Bible, in 1 Samuel and in Psalm 83. (Source)
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amloveabledeathmo · 2 hours ago
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gimli (Son of Glóin)/Legolas Greenleaf Characters: Gimli (Son of Glóin), Legolas Greenleaf, Bilbo Baggins, Fíli, Kíli, Glóin Additional Tags: Fluff, Gigolas - Freeform Summary:
Maybe Gimli and Legolas aren't the best at keeping secrets
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invalid-author · 2 hours ago
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Me, listening to the end of the Return of the King (BBC radio adaptation): ...
Frodo: *asks Sam to move in with him*
Sam: well, uh, there's this girl...
Frodo: *voice crack* oh?
Sam: yes well uh
Frodo: well it's all settled! You and her get married quickly as you like and then the both of you can move in!
Sam: *happy and excited*
Frodo: *pained but happy for his 'friend'*
Me: fellas is it gay-
Sam: *calls Frodo my dear* *wanted to name his son Frodo (only it turned out to be a daughter)*
Me: fellas is it GAY-
Frodo: *brings Sam with him on his way to the elves and their boats to go with them to the West and Elf Heaven*
Sam: Don't go where I can't follow!
Frodo: it's alright, Sam, you cannot always be torn in two *talking abt Sam being torn between him and his wife*
Sam: *cries an awful lot*
Me: FELLAS IS IT GAY-
They should have kissed. Those two Hobbits were gay and I will not be accepting criticism on this matter.
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lotrfashion · 2 hours ago
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Dresses for Aragorn and Arwen's daughters
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alliterative-albatross · 2 hours ago
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Aragorn is an amaretto sour man change my mind
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mimilind · 3 hours ago
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The Librarian and the Elvenking - Thranduil x Reader
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Summary: You bring Middle-earth's first mobile library to Dale, near former Mirkwood. Soon an anonymous, touch-starved elf begins to frequent your service, and you wonder what happened to make him so lonely. Accidentally imprisoned in King Thranduil's dungeons, you discover the true identity of your borrower.
Tags: PG-13, librarian, fluff, humor, touch-starved, prisoner, secret identity, elvenking.
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Links:
*Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1043367622
*AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31946665
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