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sonnynewts · 1 month
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it’s Gimli’s turn to tell the nightly tale
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sumarak · 1 year
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as-warm-as-choco · 1 year
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boromir didnt stop wielding his sword to protect merry and pippin when an arrow pierced HIS HEART (in the movies). BOROMIR DIDNT STOP PROTECTING THE HOBBITS TILL HIS FINAL BREATH and it took MANY ARROWS to stop him from doing so. Boromir was asking for FORGIVANCE by Aragorn with his final breath for trying to take the ring from Frodo.... more than twenty orc corpses laying around Him. He kept saying he FAILEDDD T_T 
The final scene of the Fellowship may stray from the book but GAWD oh god omfg whyyyyyyyyy do i FEEL things whyyyy do i expect a MIRACLE every. fuckin. timeeeee >_<<<<<< 
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rohirric-hunter · 2 months
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Don't tell me what to do
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eerieechos · 2 months
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Elves in the Fourth Age are TIRED btw
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r0sa4077 · 1 year
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Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took - Middle Earth
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magnoliaalchemist · 9 months
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i had a book fall apart on me so i decided to use it as a backdrop for my august theme! it was the perfect thing to pair with these massive floral stickers i have and i think the effect is stunning especially in person
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Tim being a photographer vs Dick being a performer. one is always behind the camera (unseen. unknown. looking at the world and people in it but never touching, never a part of it themself) and the other is always in front of it (seen but never quite known. always acting, always reaching out and a little set apart, never a part of the crowd themself). opposites but also a little bit, in some small (poetic?) ways the same. the fact that a photograph holds the foundation and framework of their brotherhood and mutual tragedy (of their individual stories — families lost at different points in life and Tim and Dick, Dick and Tim, hall of mirrors reflections but this ain't a funhouse it's a tragedy — and their shared one, loss and hurt and TRYING and never quite understanding but there anyway). you can take the performer from the circus but not the circus from the performer. you take a kid to a circus (a tragedy) and get a photographer. (you send a son without a father to a circus and get a father to two sons who were also there in their funhouse mirrored roles. it's a small world, really, fate and God work in mysterious ways.) behind the camera, in front of it, feet on the ground or flying in the air (no nets in the alleyways of Gotham), hands on a trapeze or a camera and later on a grapple line, sons of the same father, misunderstandings and understanding, hiding in the shadows and/or dragging the light into view. only children who are brothers. a performer and a photographer, and doesn't it just make sense?
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invisiblewashboard · 6 months
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Small Child's Thoughts on "Strider" Part 2
I forgot all about Merry too. 
Maybe we will find out why Gandalf didn’t come with them from the letter. But letters I write usually do not have important news. I just like to send my friends letters about trains, not about delays.
Don’t roast people!
I guess Strider is probably a good guy.
I remember Rivendell from The Hobbit. Will they be safe there? Can Black Riders get into Rivendell?
I forgot about Merry again! I’m glad he is inside now.
So if they left their horses outside, they aren’t Black Riders anymore, they are just bag guys crawling around and being sneaky and scary.
Having enemies all around is really, really bad.
What’s the sickle? Why do hobbits call the stars different names than we do? We call the stars names that are just fine, and I don’t think we need to make different names for them. 
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kesharik · 7 months
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fast (maybe modern?) Valteil (with long hair)
and also few sketches with him
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cozybearz · 3 months
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yes im happy stimming bc i finally started watching the lotr movies with my butch yes im gonna be annoying talking abt all the stuff i wish they hadnt changed from the book the whole time this is the duality of autism
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77, winning!!!! for Est!
winning :D calm night with mini fellowship <3
Nona pushes her hair back out of her face again. “This one should do it, then.” Horn leans over her shoulder and points at a different card.
“No, try this one.”
“No, that’s how they beat us last time- they have the counter.”
“They might not have it this time.”
“You don’t know that, and if they do, we lose.”
“I don’t think they-” Horn pushes his hair back, too. “I don’t think they do. Your card won’t be enough whether they have the counter or not.”
“And if they do have it, we lose outright.”
“It’s a chance we should take.”
“They’ve had it the last three rounds, Horn.”
Esterín and Corudan trade looks. Esterín’s cards are held carelessly in one hand while Corudan’s are held very properly before his chest. Nona squints at them.
“They have the counter,” she says, and plays her first choice.
“You should listen to Nona, Horn,” Corudan says solemnly. “She is wise.” He plays a card from his own hand. Horn throws down a counter to it with a wide smile- and so has nothing to play against Esterín’s card when she reverses the turn order and plays an offensive card of her own. “Not that it would save you,” Corudan adds serenely as Horn and Nona both groan, dropping their cards in yet another defeat.
“They must be cheating,” Horn says as Nona combs her hair out of her face yet again. “There’s no way they’re just this lucky.”
“We simply have an abundance of experience with the game that you lack,” Corudan says. Esterín barely keeps herself from snorting. She had learned this from Cúcheron while they waited in the Haunted Inn for Raddir’s word to start the journey through the Drownholt less than two months before.
“An abundance of experience cheating perhaps,” Horn mutters. Nona rolls her eyes.
“You wound me, Horn,” Corudan says, a hand to his chest. “Would any warrior of Lothlórien stoop so low as to cheat at a game of cards among friends?”
“If they could do so without being caught, I daresay they would,” Nona says, watching Esterín collect and reshuffle the cards. “I expected better of you, though, Esterín.”
Esterín laughs. “You think too highly of both me and my card-skill. I wouldn’t recommend playing any sort of gambling game with Saeradan,” she adds after a moment. “His luck is even more suspicious than Corudan’s.”
“Surely you don’t believe I am cheating too, Esterín,” Corudan demands. Esterín grins impishly.
“I believe I have not seen you cheating.”
Horn blows hair out of his eyes. “One more game.” Nona groans. “We’ll beat them this time.”
“I admire your persistence, Horse-lord.”
“See, I do have at least one redeeming quality.”
“I wouldn’t go that far…”
Esterín laughs to herself and begins the next round. They’re partway through the second round after that when Horn straightens abruptly, hair flying into his eyes again. “This is ridiculous.” He hands Nona his cards and digs in his pack. “Do you want one?” He holds up a tie and Nona glances over distractedly from both hands of cards.
“Yes, gladly.” Horn holds one tie between his teeth while he gently pulls Nona’s hair back. “I think this one first,” she says while he ties her hair, trying to indicate a card with both of her hands full of other cards. “Then this from my hand.”
“Counters?” Horn follows her gaze, tying his own hair.
“This one.”
Horn takes his cards back. “Alright. Let’s try it.”
They don’t win that hand, or the next.
“That may be enough for tonight,” Esterín laughs as the night draws on. 
“One last hand.” It’s Nona suggesting it this time, glaring intently at the deck. “The last one, I swear.”
Esterín sighs. “Fine, if we all agree.”
It’s worth the two additional hands they play just to see the look on Corudan’s face when Horn and Nona finally do pull off a victory, cheering loud enough to startle the birds from a nearby tree and embracing each other as if they just won some great battle. Esterín grins and elbows Corudan.
“What now, my friend?’
“I will simply have to pay more attention next time,” he says, as dignified as if he stood before the Lady Galadriel. “But for now, I believe it is my watch.” And he takes up a position beyond the light of the fire to definitely not pout about losing at cards despite cheating outrageously.
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ecoamerica · 21 days
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grandwretch · 1 year
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"Eddie Munson would have loved the LOTR movies"
Eddie would have tried to curse Peter Jackson's family for seven generations for turning eloquent Poet-Lord Gimli into a comic meathead
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smolsleepyfox · 4 months
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melit0n · 2 months
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Reading Coraline and also reading The Fellowship of The Ring for a book club is giving me such whiplash 😭
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Would Legolas be able to see as far in this world as he does in Arda? Because if you think about it, Elves are only able to see so far because- on top of their already incredible eyesight- Arda was originally flat and became round but still appears flat to the Elves. Earth on the other hand was never flat- so would the whole "the world looks round for everyone else but flat for the Elves" thing still apply? Or would they just be seeing everything in 4k all the way up until the curvature makes it impossible to see any farther?
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