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bretwalda-lamnguin · 8 months

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Fellowship of the ring is by far the best of the three films, but I absolutely hate that scene of Boromir dropping the hilt-shard of Narsil. It's such a clumsy and poorly executed metaphor, that Boromir doesn't respect Gondor's history or the Dúnedain, but Aragorn does and will restore them. But Boromir is the one actually fighting and trying to preserve his people, whereas Aragorn seems actively ashamed to be one of Isildur's descendants (and possibly of being a human in general).

#boromir #aragorn #lotr films #lotr #lotr film critical #my posts

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trojanteapot · 1 month

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DUNE PART TWO SPOILERS

Just an observation that may not pan out, but I definitely feel like the fact they had Alia not be born yet throughout the film is gonna turn into the Tom Bombadil of the Dune movies vs books discourse.

This is because they changed her role for the same reason that they cut Tom Bombadil out of the film adaptation of Fellowship, which is that he would be too silly, and super genius murder toddler Alia Atreides would also be too silly. But LOTR book fans love Tom Bombadil, and Dune book fans love murder-baby Alia, so both are disappointed.

IMO I actually do like that Paul got to kill the Baron instead, and got the badass "Grandfather, you die like an animal" line, because Baron Harkonnen was more directly Paul's enemy through both films and throughout the books, and it feels more satisfying for his character arc. Paul is still motivated by vengeance over the assassination of his father, and unlike Alia, Paul actually grew up with Leto and actually has an emotional stake in killing the Baron.

Even though, yes having a three year old scamper around stabbing people would have also been cool I guess?

#dune movie #dune part 2 #dune part two #alia atreides #paul atreides #dune books #dune 2 #dune spoilers #dune part 2 spoilers #lotr films #tom bombadil

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tolkienocweek · 9 months

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Tolkien OC Week

A fandom event for OCs and underdeveloped characters in Tolkien's world!

This event celebrates both characters of Tolkien's world and our own characters that need more love, by creating and reblogging all kind of fanworks, like fanfiction, fanart, fanvideos, fancrafts, headcanons, playlists, edits, moodboards etc.

The event is modded by @yellow-faerie, @elamarth-calmagol and @stormxpadme and will take place between 21st August - 27th August 2023 for the third year running.

NSFW text entries are allowed and we’ll tag them accordingly when we reblog them, but please put them behind a “read more”.

We'll also be tracking the tag #tolkienocweek during this week!

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Event schedule for 2023:

Day 1 (21st August): Family members

Tolkien often neglects to mention the family members of major characters: for example, leaving both Celebrimbor and Fili and Kili with only one named parent. In others cases, such as Bilbo's family tree, he gives a name and nothing else. Share a character who fills in a gap in a family tree, or create a speculative family member, such as siblings for Legolas.

Day 2 (22nd August): The Bad Guys

Share an OC who belongs to the wrong side of the story, whether they're knowingly evil, misguided, or just doing their job. Maybe they're an orc or a balrog, an unrepentant kinslayer, a Southron or Easterling soldier, or one of the hobbits who worked with Saruman in the Shire. Explore their life and point of view and why they went down the path they did.

Day 3 (23rd August): Diversity

Share an OC who adds diversity to Tolkien’s world, whether it is their race, gender, disability, neurodiversity, sexual orientation, or another characteristic.

Day 4 (24th August): Forgotten Characters

As Tolkien created his stories, he abandoned some characters, such as Eriol the Mariner, and changed major characteristics of others, such as the idea that Erestor was a half-elven relative of Elrond. Other characters, such as the Dunedain chieftains fostered by Elrond before Aragorn, are forgotten by the fandom. Create a fanwork focusing on one of these forgotten characters or characterizations.

Day 5 (25th August): Shipping

Share an OC that you ship with a canon character. It could be a marriage, queerplatonic relationship, or one-night stand, canon compliant or AU, or any other sort of ship you want!

Day 6 (26th August): Alternate Universes

Share an OC who couldn’t be part of the canonical story, such as Boromir's child in an "everyone lives" scenario, a roommate or professor in a college AU, or a dimension-hopping "tenth walker".

Day 7 (27th August): Freeform

Did you have someone who doesn’t fit any prompts, or too many characters for one of them? Today, share any OC that you want.

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Since we want to celebrate creations about neglected characters all year long, the mods will occasionally reblog posts and fancreations about OCs and underdeveloped characters. If you would like to see your post on our blog, you're very welcome to tag tolkienocweek. Since tumblr's tagging system is often being faulty, don't hesitate to message us, too!

We are looking forward to see and share all the awesome work you come up with!

#lotr #lord of the rings #the hobbit #hobbit #lotr films #hobbit films #silm #the silm #silmarillion #tolkien #oc #original characters #tolkienocweek

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arda-marred · 7 months

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INART 1/6 scale Premium LotR Aragorn action figure (w/ rooted hair)

#Aragorn #Strider #LotR #the lord of the rings #the fellowship of the ring #LotR films #inart action figures #1/6 scale action figures

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yandere-delulu · 2 years

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Eyes Like Rubies

Yandere! Platonic! Thranduil x Albino! Teen! Reader x Yandere! Platonic! Legolas

Summary: Legolas finally meets Y/N, and Thranduil says something he can’t take back

Warning: crying idk, at this point Y/N crying is kinda a given

A/N: This chapter is a little shorter than the others because where it ended was a good cut off point before going into the next chapter.

Chapter 3: Exchanged Words

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Finding the location his father had hidden Y/N away in had turned out to be a little harder than he was expecting, but Legolas was going to find her. He had to be careful not to arouse his father’s suspicion but part of him knew his father already guessed he would be looking for her room.

‘He’ll have her room guarded, but it won’t be any normal guard. My father would only be satisfied if royal guards were stationed.’ Legolas pondered, walking through the halls, eyes glancing down corridors as he passed looking for anything that looked out of place.

It wasn’t tell he had gone down several stairwells and a maze of hallways when he arrived at the old wing. One he had not ventured to since the realm had ceased having visitors, the old wing used to be where nobles and royalty would stay, yet now lays almost abandoned only ever used as extra bed when the healers have run out. Yet in this old wing near the end of the farthest hallway stood two royal guards, standing alert and flanking a door. It had to be where his father had kept Y/N.

Standing tall, Legolas approached with all the poise that had been drilled into his head over the decades of etiquette lessons. He had to approach this right or they would turn him away, and judging by the way they were looking at him they were already planning on how. Striding up to the guards, only stopping when they blocked his way with their spears.

“Forgive us my prince, but King Thranduil ordered for no one to be let in except for him and the healer.” One of them spoke.

“My father has given me permission to enter.” Legolas cooly spoke, eyes trained on theirs, he has to make it believable.

“If that were the case, King Thranduil would have informed us.” The other chimed in.

“My father is informing you now, do you expect the king to take time out of his busy day to come down here and tell you that I, the prince, can be let into this room?” Legolas harshley questioned, watching as their resolve start to crumble, “or should I go inform my father that you disobeyed an order?” he added, raising an eyebrow. The guards only lowered their heads, moving their pears to the side, allowing the blonde entry.

Slipping in, he quickly shut the door behind them, thanking the stars there was a lock which he slotted into place. The healer was nowhere in sight, which means it’s only a matter of time before they come back and bust his ruse. Glancing around the room had been cleaned, spotless compared to the dust covered rooms that filled this section of the old wing.

Turning around, blue eyes met with startled red ones. She was awake and looking right at him from where she sat on the bed.

“W-who are you?” She whispered, backing up on the bed slightly. “Where’s Linann?” She asked, eyes shifting around hurriedly, he could see a mist fill them, he needed to calm her down. Her crying might alert the guards and they might realize he locked the door and put two and two together.

“My name is Legolas.” He spoke, trying to approach her, but it only seemed to drive her away. “Linann had to take care of a few people, so she sent me to look after you instead.” He lied, and Y/N seemed to buy it somewhat, relaxing alittle and scooting ever so slightly forward.

“Are you an elf like Linann?” She curiously asked, eyes scanning him, before leaning, trying to see his ears.

Turning his head, his ears in full view, he heard the child crawl closer. “Yes I’m an elf, everyone within the walls of the woodland realm are elves.” He spoke.

“Except for me” Y/N added, now at the end of the bed, red eyes beaming with curiosity, hesitance still lingering on her brow. “Your eyes,” She paused, and Legolas looked at her with confusion, “They are the same as the ones of the man-i mean elf who found me.” she wondered, looking to him for answers.

Taking a seat on the bed, trying to not feel offended when Y/N shrunk back, she was still weerie of him, Legolas repeated in his head. “We have the same eyes because he’s my father.” That seemed to catch the girl's interest, as she moved a little closer, now they were only sitting a few feet away. Legolas took this moment to actually look at Y/N, she looked so young, far too young to be wandering the forest alone, but what entranced him were her eyes, ruby red eyes that sparkled brighter than any stone, once that stared at his with the same curiosity. “Which parent do you share eyes with?” He asked, a smile on his face, expecting her to brightly tell him but he watched as bright rubies turned to dull rocks downcasting towards hands that idly played with the sheets on the bed.

“I-i don’t know, i’ve never met my parents.” Her voice cracked, “I guess they were scared of them like most people and left me…” she trailed off, a small sniffle filling the thick air, white hair covering her downcast face.

‘Was this why she was abandoned in the forest?’ Legolas wondarded, but quickly squandered his thoughts, turning towards the downtrodden girl. “Well I do not know what your parents were thinking, but I find your eyes quite beautiful.” He spoke with sincerity, looking down at the girl as shy shy turned to face him again. “Your eyes put the most stunning rubies to shame.” He continued, voice filled with honesty and sincerity. It was true, he found Y/N eyes beautiful, so unlike anything he had seen, yet when he gazes at them he feels a sense of peace.

Sniffing, she rubbed her eyes, “You’re just saying that cause I'm crying right now.”

“I will happily shout it across the realm for all to hear!” He jested, earning a giggle from the white haired girl, one that sounded like the prettiest bells to the elf.

“Please don’t do that, it would be far too embarrassing.” She giggled, a small smile playing on her lips, matching the warm one on his.

“I will do it if you speak ill of your eyes again, and you can hold me to my word.” He swore, smile widening as he earned another round of soft giggles from Y/N who now only sat a foot away.

“I’ll have to keep that in mind.” She chuckled, tears long dried up. “So how old are you Legolas?” She softly spoke, looking at him with a bright smile.

“I’m 2870 years old.” He spoke matter of factly.

“Is that like an elf joke?” She quietly asked, giving an uncomfortable laugh.

“No it is no joke, elves live very long lives compared to men.” He spoke cautiously, beginning to wonder how much this child knows, even more so how old she is.

Y/N looked into his eyes and only saw the truth, with everything going on right now she is just gonna have to start rolling with the punches at this point she mused.

“That makes you super old compared to me.” Y/N laughed, covering her mouth trying to cover up her fit of giggles.

“Really I’m old, then my father must be ancient because he is well over 4000 years old.” Legolas defended, a laugh following, Y/N’s giggles were far too contagious, leading to them both falling over in a giggling mess, Y/N much more so than her companion.

It felt nice to be this free and open, Legolas cannot remember the last time he just talked with someone like this, joked around and had fun. It was not too common for elves, unless they were far too drunk to remember how to be dignified. “Then if you are having so much fun laughing at my age Y/N, how about sharing yours?” He snottly said in jest.

“Haha, okay, just don’t be too mean, I'm 13.” She giggled.

“You make fun of not only my age but my father’s age when you are only a baby!” He laughed, watching as her ruby eyes sparkled with tears, happy tears as she fell into another fit of giggles.

The two continued to talk back and forth, asking various things about each other, Legolas occasionally throwing a quip in about his dad, Y/N giggling away as she spoke to him, both having the time of their life.

Unaware of the ears that listened in on their joyus conversation.

Rushing through the ever winding hallways, Linann made quick steps. Y/N had just woken up and she must report it to King Thranduil immediately, lest she face the fate she so fears. Saying quick apologies as she brushes past the guards carrying armfulls of papers and books, weaving her way through the busy hallway and shoving through the door into her king’s study.

“My King, I’ve come to report that Y/N has woken up again and has remained conscious.” She spoke hastily, watching as he quickly rose from his chair and strided out the door, worry etching into her face as he grabbed his sword. Following after him, elves parted as he walked, not daring to impede their king, she walked a few steps behind. The journey was quiet, and she feared what may happen as she stared at the sword on his hip.

Finally coming upon the door, it felt like an eternity of silence, but what only amounted to 15 minutes to the old wing. Royal guard still stood at attention, standing far straighter in the presence of their king. Approaching the door they froze, Thranduil casting a suspicious gaze at the door, they could hear laughing coming from within.

“Y/N is to be alone, who is in there?” He questioned the guards, who began to worry, realizing that they had been played by the prince and now must face the wrath of their king.

“T-the prince, My King.” One spoke, trying to keep his voice steady.

“And why is he in there when my orders were to not allow anyone besides the healer or I inside?” Thranduil questions, icy blue iris digging into the guard.

“The Prince lied to us, The Prince said he received permission from My King to enter this room.” The other spoke, voice just as shaky as the others.

“I see.” Thranduil sneered, “Leave us, I’ll deal with your insubordination later.” The guards didn’t have to be told twice, hurrying down the hall, away from Thranduil’s wrath.

Gripping the door handle, ready to swing it open, a laugh made the cold king pause, a laugh that had not graced these halls in many years.

His son’s laugh.

It had been so long since he had heard his son’s laugh that he had almost forgotten the sound. Another laugh was mixed in with Legolas’, a gentle one that rang like the softest bells, their harmonious chorus playing through the corridor.

His son sounded so free, not marred down by the trauma of the past or burdened by duty, he sounded so….happy. It made Thranduil stand there and just listen, listen to the mindless conversation the two were having, not caring of the details, only listening to chuckles and giggles that flowed through the door.

And Thranduil began to wonder, what if he just stops looking for Y/N village and just accepts the most absurd answer as the right one, and keeps her within these walls. She’ll be safe, well fed, she can be educated in the world she now resides in, but most of all she can bring back the happiness that has faded from his son, one that she has brought back just like she brought back flowers to the forest.

She just needs to stay here, because for the first time since his late wife’s death his son is happy, and if she is bringing such happiness, he cannot let that happiness slip through his fingers.

“Wait-Wait you’re telling me that there are spiders here the size of this bed?!” Y/N Shouted in surprise, hands cupping her face, looking down right horrified.

“Do you not have giant spiders where you live?” LEgolas questioned in equal shock.

“NO! Ours are like maybe this big, at least this is the biggest i have ever seen.” Y/N made a circle with her fingers the size of a half dollar.

“Yours are so tiny they do not eat people do they?” Legolas questioned.

Y/N froze, looking at her new friend in horror, “No. no. no. That is not okay, Your spiders eat people!” She screeched, looking mortified. Legolas couldn't help but laugh at her expression, finding her face funny yet down right adorable.

“And yours do not?” Legolas asked just to get a reaction, and he got what he hoped for.

“NO! Ours eat bugs and other spiders, but not like people. They’ll bite us if we get near them, but most are venomous.” She exclaimed, looking appalled he would even ask, her only response was a chuckle from the blonde who had far too much fun riling her up.

“You know next time I go on a hunt I can bring you with me and you can see one for yourself~.” He teased, wiggling his eyebrows, only to get a face of disgust as a response and a loud NO shouted at him.

A rattle of the door cut their fun short.

Y/N quickly shrinking back, Legolas resting a hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Do not worry, it is nothing to be afraid of. It is most likely Linann returning.” He spoke calmly, watching the nervous girl relax again, giving him a small smile. “I’m going to open the door okay?” He spoke, Y/N giving him a gentle nod.

“Open the door Legolas.” His father’s voice sounded from the other side.

“That doesn’t sound like Linann…Legolas I’m scared” Y/N whimpered, curling up on the bed.

“Hey-Hey now it will be okay, it is my dad, you know the one that’s ancient.” Legolas jokes, trying to calm Y/N down, seeing her relax once again, but still on edge. “I’m going to let him in okay.”

“I hope he’s as nice as you.” Y/N whispered. LEgolas can only hope his father is in a good mood.

Flipping the latch up, he opened the door, apologetic eyes meeting stern ones. Quickly moving aside as his father shoves in. “Tell me Legolas why is it I find you in all the places I tell you not to go.”

“Well father, you did not tell me I could not come here.” The cold look shot his way told him his father was not too pleased with his answer.

Striding to the foot of the bed, Thranduil towered over the child who could only cowar, “Your name is Y/N?” A quick nod, “You seem at a loss for words now, yet only a moment ago you and my son seemed to talk like there would be no sunrise.” He spoke callously, analyzing the child whose ruby eyes struggled to meet his own. “Well do you have nothing to say?” He scoffed.

“Father, are you trying to intimidate her? she is just a child, can you not speak a little softer.” Legolas defended Y/N, who now could only look at her hands.

“A child? Then tell me how old you are? You surely must be old with that white hair.” Thranduil belittled, he needed to see if the child of man was wretched like the rest. If her heart was poisoned by the toxins they seemed so happy to fill their kins heads with. He will not allow this thing to get close only to hurt his son and break him more than what has already been done. So even if it seems cruel and hateful he must be, he’ll make this child show their true colors.

Tears.

Tears flowed like untouched streams from cryline ruby eyes, lips trembled, but even still the child forced herself to speak, “I’m 13 years old, sir.” She hiccuped, using her sleeve to rub away the tears, only for the steam to flow again.

“Adar!” His son shouted, enraged, shoving past him to the girl that desperately tried to hold back her sobs. Crawling onto the bed, wrapping her in a gentle embrace, Y/N crying into his shoulder, while Legolas stares at his father with a wrathful expression. “Mútha (go away).” Legolas hisses through clenched teeth.

“Iôn (son)…” Thranduil breathed, he had pushed it too far. Y/N was only a child, no she was a baby, yet he took the rage he felt towards men out on a mere infant, and in the same breath had only driven a bigger wedge between his son and him. Yet his son only looked away when their eyes met, casting them down to the child in his arms, the child that he made cry. The child that had brought his son so much joy mere moments ago he had reduced to tears in a matter of words. Yet now he had no words, only left with the choice to leave as Legolas comforted Y/N.

Closing the door behind him, Linann quickly sensed her king wanted to be alone and made haste to leave.

Thranduil stood his back against the door, putting his head into his hands. Unable to block out the whimpers and cries of the ruby eyed child, he stayed there wondering how he was going to fix the mistakes he made.

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torchwood-99 · 2 months

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A slightly more film specific reading of Eowyn's arc that I love is how from the start Eowyn is looking for freedom. Freedom to fight, to be herself, to break away from this role she's stuck in. But to begin with she's looking for permission to escape. She asks her uncle, begs him to let her fight. She falls for Aragorn because he's everything she wants to be for herself and she hopes he will give her that permission, that validation. In the end, he lets her down and tells her to stay with her people. He also tells her he can't give her what she's looking for. But at the same time, he doesn't snitch about the sword she's smuggling along. Eowyn is looking for freedom, and only she can take that for herself. When she rides to war in disguise, she's broken free by herself, taken her freedom into her own hands, without anyone's permission.

#Lord of the Rings #lotr films #Eowyn #Aragorn

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a-dauntless-daffodil · 1 month

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As a life long Gimli stan he-is-my-fav-forever person, im so glad they mostly used him for comic relief in the films. Im so glad they didn’t try showing the hairs of Galadriel (beyond a quick mention) or the Glittering Caves stuff (my fav Gimli book scene).

Once the hobbits leave the group, Gimli becomes the normal brain sandwiched between weirdo Legolas and future king Aragorn and im so so so so so happy the films arrowed in on that.

He’s a dwarf- physically the most strikingly different from the humanoid characters and most of the audience- his culture is barely shown except through him and the dead remains of Moria (unlike elves, hobbits, and men, who we get to see whole communities and living cities of)- and DESPITE that, he’s the one who feels the most normal, the most human, the most relatable.

He’s not going through this story with dramatic nigh immortal pathos or the determination of accepting some great destiny- he said he’d help these idiots try to save the world, so he’s doing that. Even if he’s out of breath from running for several days in a row. Even if he’s freaked out by the angry murder trees. Even if he can’t see over the top of the stupid parapet while waiting for orcs to come swarming over it. Even if he has to be thrown across a gap to go kill more orcs (do NOT tell the elf!). Even when he DOES NOT WANT to go into the paths of the dead- but he has to, now his idiot elf friend walked in there. His bestie future king Aragorn is trying to be dramatic with Legolas again so of COURSE he, Gimli, should take the chance to have a little fun while he's still alive to grin about it. Especially since they just took him to a city full of murderous un-killable dead people. "Watch your aim!" tee hee~

Oh our plan is to just die? That’s our great big save the world plan? Go for a walk and die??? Well let’s go then! Nothing else so far has made sense anyway so why not! Ah but at least if he has to die, he’ll do it standing next to a friend.

That hews pretty close to the true heart of Gimli Gloin’s son, in my eyes.

#lotr films #gimli son of gloin

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emyn-arnens · 4 months

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@lotr20 Day 6: Healing ⇢ Éowyn & Faramir

‘Then must I leave my own people, man of Gondor?’ she said. ‘And would you have your proud folk say of you: “There goes a lord who tamed a wild shieldmaiden of the North! Was there no woman of the race of Númenor to choose?”’ ‘I would,’ said Faramir. And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many. And many indeed saw them and the light that shone about them as they came down from the walls and went hand in hand to the Houses of Healing. And to the Warden of the Houses Faramir said: ‘Here is the Lady Éowyn of Rohan, and now she is healed.’

#lotrweek #lotredit #tolkienedit #lotr #eowyn #faramir #oneringnet #tolkiensource #sourcetolkien #southfarthing #userhaleths #lotr films #my edit*#finally got my hands on some extended edition screencaps!#they're piddly resolution but at least i finally have something to work with

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itsame-ariana · 4 months

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It may have been only eight minutes, but elijah wood and sean astin playing bg3 was one of the best things to happen. ever.

#lotr #lotr films #bg3 #baulders gate 3 #frodo baggins #sam gamgee #sam gardner #lord of the rings #elijah wood #sean astin

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owlsinleatherjackets · 7 months

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watching Two Towers when Merry and Pippin are your favorite characters is really just like going to a school play where your sons are playing the second and third trees from the left

#nudging whoever’s next to you like #those are my boys!!#lotr #merry and pippin #two towers #lord of the rings #the two towers #pippin #merry #merry brandybuck #pippin took #lotr films #fangorn #hobbits

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peregrin-nook · 1 year

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just realised my image editor has gif capacity now. and so begins the fourth age, in which mia probably makes a gif of every single time pippin is a goof, ever

#pippin #peregrin nook #lotr #lotr films #for some reason i had a brain cell misfire and wanted to say 'journey to the west' instead of #fellowship of the ring #lotr gifs

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