#three hunters

[glorf1ndel]

Lord of the Rings Icons || The Fellowship 💍

#feel free to use! #lotr #lord of the rings #fellowship of the ring #fellowship #frodo baggins #samwise gamgee #aragorn #gimli #legolas #three hunters #merry brandybuck #pippin took #boromir #lotr icons #tolkien

[incorrect-lord-of-the-rings]

Consider.

#lotr #lord of the rings #incorrect lotr #incorrect lord of the rings #lord of the rings meme #tolkien #legolas #aragorn #gimli #three hunters #you're telling me a shrimp fried this rice

[silvantransthranduiltrash]

Silvans send messages using flower language. I’m sorry, i don’t make the rules.

Imagine Sam and Legolas sending each other bouquets of flowers after the quest, and everyone’s either delighted at their friendship or low key worrying that there’s an affair going on.

Turns out they’re shit talking and gossiping with each other in flower.

Sam: *receives an intricate bouquet *

Sam’s daughter: wow, it’s so pretty papa! Who ever sent you this must like you a lot!

The bouquet: Gimli and Aragorn got into a drinking competition again and lost. Badly. I got so much money.

The rest of the questers eventually catch on and it leads to things like this:

Gimli: *pissed off* *storms into Legolas’s study* *slams hand down* how do i passive aggressively say “fuck you” in flower?

Legolas: *vibrating with excitement* My Time Has Come.

#lord of the rings #silmarillion #lotr #the hobbit #lotr elves #thranduil #legolas #mirkwood #greenwood the great #silvans #sam gamgee #gimli son of gloin #the 9 walkers #three hunters #flower language #Sam and Legolas are gossip buddies

[nihilizzzm]

lotr/the hobbit incorrect quotes

part 5, this time you get five

Boromir: i was raised as an only child

Boromir: it was honestly kinda unfair towards my brother

— — — —

Orc: i have one of your sons!

Aragorn: which one? we have four.

Orc: uh— the annoying one, constantly talking and asking about food?

Boromir: …

Aragorn: …

Boromir: which one? we have four.

— — — —

Three hunters moment

Gimli and Legolas: in our defence, we were left unsupervised

Gandalf: wasn’t Aragorn there with you?

Aragorn: …

Aragorn: so in my defence, i was also left unsupervised—

— — — —

Thorin: and what did I tell you about breaking the rules!?

Kili and Fili: how uncle, you toLD US HOW!

— — — —

Gimli: this i a stupid idea, what are you like five?

Legolas: yeah, five heads taller than you

Gimli: …

Legolas: …

Gimli: …

Legolas: nononono wait don’t walk away!!

#lotr #boromir #aragorn #lord of the rings #the lord of the rings #aragorn x boromir #legolas #faramir #lotr incorrect quotes #gimli son of gloin #merry and pippin #thorin oakenshield #kili and fili #legolas x gimli #three hunters #gandalf the white #the hobbit incorrect quotes #the hobbit

[tolkienillustrations]

The Anduin by Jeremy Bennett

#LOTR #Tolkien #Anduin #Three Hunters #Jeremy Bennett

[sesamenom]

the three hunters after running halfway across middle earth. gimli sort of wishes he had that perfect not-full-of-leaves elf hair. (and yes, aragorn dresses like a first age beorian and styles his hair like fingolfin when it gets long enough. yes celeborn is judging him for it.)

#lotr #lord of the rings #aragorn #legolas #gimli #three hunters

[flavoredmagpie]

Mourning Boromir (whenever he arrives late)

#lotr art #lord of the rings #aragorn #legolas #gimli #lotr #three hunters #myart

[roselightfairy]

Gimli ground his teeth. 'This is a bitter end to our hope and to all our toil!' he said.   'To hope, maybe, but not to toil,' said Aragorn. 'We shall not turn back here. Yet I am weary.' He gazed back along the way that they had come towards the night gathering in the East. 'There is something strange at work in this land. I distrust the silence. I distrust even the pale Moon. The stars are faint; and I am weary as I have seldom been before, weary as no Ranger should be with a clear trail to follow. There is some will that lends speed to our foes and sets an unseen barrier before us: a weariness that is in the heart more than in the limb.'   ‘Truly!' said Legolas. 'That I have known since first we came down from the Emyn Muil. For the will is not behind us but before us.' He pointed away over the land of Rohan into the darkling West under the sickle moon.

Love the genre of conversation where once Aragorn says it it’s true and smart.

#lotr newsletter #three hunters

[tathrin]

An Elvish Lure

Somebody said “using yourself as bait” and my brain spat this disconnected snippet out, so: enjoy a scene in which the Three Hunters try an alternate plan by which to catch-up with the orcs and free Merry and Pippin.

"No," Gimli said.

"Gimli—"

"No," he said again, shaking his head hard enough to make the braids of his beard slap against his shoulders. "No, absolutely not."

"Gimli," Aragorn tried again, "this plan is our best chance to—"

"I said no!" Gimli roared. "I will not have it! Aragorn, I will not!"

It was not Aragorn who answered him. "Gimli, be calm." 

Gimli squeezed his eyes shut at that voice, as though he could shut-out the words as easily as he did the sight of the narrow, beardless lips from which they had issues; that golden head; those mithril-bright eyes. Fingers as long and spindly as bare twigs closed on his shoulder, their grip tight enough that he could feel it even through his shirt of mail.

"This is our best chance to save Merry and Pippin," Legolas said. "Perhaps our only chance. Gimli, I am not afraid—"

"Can I not be afraid for you, then?" Gimli asked wildly, grabbing those long fingers and holding them tight. He looked up at Legolas, then very quickly closed his eyes again. He pressed the archer's captured hand to his cheek and held it there, as though he might hold the elf back from this reckless plan as easily. "Orcs hate elves so much, Legolas…"

"That is why it has a chance of working," Legolas said. He sounded so unbearably calm, his woodland accent giving his speech the lilting cant of birdsong. He had sounded so strange to Gimli's ears, once. When had that fair voice stopped sounding strange?

"And if it does?" Gimli retorted. His grip on Legolas's hand tightened. "When it does? What then, Legolas?"

Legolas's narrow shoulders lifted in a shrug. "Then we will fight them."

"Then you will fight them, all alone, until we can come to your aid," Gimli corrected him. "Legolas…" His voice failed him and he had to clear his throat twice before he could force the words out. "Legolas, what if we come too late?"

"It is a risk I am prepared to face," Legolas said simply. "And at any rate, Gimli, I do not believe you will. I have more faith in you and Aragorn both than to let myself fear that I will have to face all the orcs alone. And besides!" he continued with a sudden, fey laugh. "Should it not be the orcs who should fear to face my blade and bow? I slew many of their fellows at Amon Hen, and I will slay many more in these sweet green fields if they will but do me the favor of coming within range of my arrows!"

Gimli looked up at the laughing elf in sad, silent horror.

"We will not have to hide ourselves so far away from Legolas that he will be alone for long," Aragorn said, stepping forward to lay his hand on Gimli's other shoulder, the one that did not burn yet with the memory of Legolas's touch upon his mail. "Orcs are keen of smell, but their eyes are not so sharp in daylight, and their ears will have a hard time hearing anything over the thunder of their own feet upon these plains. Besides, Gimli, we have the cloaks given us by the Lady of Lórien; was it not said that they would help to hide us from unfriendly eyes?"

"It was," Gimli agreed heavily. "But these orcs are fast. And what if they have archers among them?"

"What of it?" Legolas shrugged again, scoffing. "I do not fear crude orcish arrows."

"A crude arrow can kill as readily as a finely-wrought one," Gimli reminded him.

Legolas tossed his head, his golden braids rippling in the dawn. "Only if they strike their target."

Gimli gaped at him in exasperation. "Legolas—"

"No, Gimli, I do not ask you to like this plan, but please. Are we not friends now?" Legolas dropped abruptly to his knees in the soft grass, a position which put his eyes nearly on the same level as the dwarf's. It was Legolas who looked up at him now, his pale eyes glittering as sharply as a sword. "Then please, my friend, cast aside your doubts. Trust me to do this."

"I do trust you, Legolas," Gimli responded automatically. "I do not doubt you. But—"

"Then it is settled." Legolas made to stand, to turn away, but Gimli caught him by the arm and held him still.

"But," Gimli said, his voice a stony growl, "I do not like the idea of you making yourself bait for orcs."

Legolas swiveled on his heels, elvish grace keeping him upright despite the sharp tug of a strong dwarven arm yanking him off balance, and stared up at Gimli. The smile he gave the dwarf was small and fleeting, and there was a heavy sadness in the curve of it that reminded Gimli, suddenly and painfully, of the grey woods of Lothlórien.

"I do not say that I like it either, Gimli," Legolas said softly. "But we cannot outrun the orcs. If they cannot be made to pause their march, they will vanish into Isengard with Merry and Pippin and all chance of saving our friends will be lost." He pressed his free hand to Gimli's cheek and gently stroked the downy hairs there. "I would risk a thousand such dangers for the chance to stop that foul fate from befalling those dear young Hobbits—and I know you would, too, Gimli."

Gimli swallowed, but the aching lump in his throat did not dissipate. "Legolas…"

"The fact that the orcs left the field of battle while the three of us yet lived worries my heart greatly," Aragorn said. His voice, too, was quiet, but a dark tension thrummed through his words like the warning rumble of stone on the brink of a cave-in. "That they put their need to carry away their captives over their desire for slaughter and torment…that worries me, Gimli. Worries me greatly."

Aragorn did not have the keen eyes of the elves, but his sharp grey gaze rose over the plains nonetheless and he stared off into the distance as though staring at the shadows of that terrible band of orcs nonetheless. "I do not know if even this will cause them to turn aside from their path…but if anything will entice them to delay their task, it will be the chance to make sport of a lone and injured elf."

"And so I shall play the bait," Legolas said, before he sprang to his feet, the movement too fast this time for Gimli to stop. He looked down and offered Gimli a fleeting, knifblade smile and declared, "And we Three Hunters will see if we can draw the hunt to us!"

Gimli should have cheered; the words were spoken in the sort of tone that rallied hearts and lifted spirits blazing into battle. But all Gimli could see in his mind was the terrible sight of Legolas left standing all alone, waiting for the orcs to come and find him while his friends hid and watched from safety.

"Legolas…"

"Peace." Elvish fingers pressed against Gimli's lips, stopping his words but not his fears. "Give me this chance, Gimli, and I will turn your doubts aside."

"I do not doubt you—" Gimli started to say again, his voice thick and strangled with the heavy feelings of his heart, but Legolas was already springing away, up the short and stony hillock. Gimli watched him go, his steps as light and swift as the flutter of butterfly wings.

"I do not doubt you, Legolas," he said, the words spoken now in a whisper so low that even elvish ears might struggle to hear them now. "But I fear for you."

Aragorn's hand closed on his shoulder again, warm and steady and lacking the silver-fire touch of Legolas's smooth brown skin. "Come," he said softly. "Let us get under cover, Gimli."

Gimli allowed himself to be drawn away, but his feet scuffed heavily on the uneven grass as he turned to stare behind him at the silhouette of Legolas standing tall and thin against the dawn, pale cloak and golden hair streaming out behind him. He made a fine target for arches up there, Gimli thought sourly; a fine target indeed.

Legolas drew his white knife, and Gimli turned away. He knew that the scent of elvish blood would be needed to draw the orcs' attention; knew further that only with the wind blowing strong and swift towards their quarry did this mad plan have any chance of success, and so he cursed the breeze. Had it only died or shifted, Aragorn and Legolas would have been forced to give up this chance; would have had no choice but to simply run instead, run until they dropped perhaps and even yet fail—but run together, rather than risking Legolas's life alone.

Gimli could not bear to watch Legolas take his blade to his own arm, spill his own blood, to lend verisimilitude to his role as bait; yet he fancied he could hear the sharp glide of knife over skin nonetheless, and he squeezed his eyes shut tight and let Aragorn lead him, stumbling, to the hollow in which they would hide together while Legolas stood out there, tempting danger, alone.

They huddled in their grey cloaks, hands on weapons and breath in their throats, and waited.

And then—and then Legolas screamed.

Gimli started upright, his own breath drawing in for an answering cry of rage and vengeance, but Aragorn grabbed his arms and held him fast. "No, Gimli!" he hissed, hauling the dwarf down bodily back into the small depression in the earth. "No, he is not hurt. This is the lure, Gimli! This is the plan. Be still!"

Gimli let himself be drawn back despite the thundering of his heart against his ribs. He pressed one bare palm against the earth, trying to draw strength from the touch of stone against his skin; trying to find the endurance for which the dwarves were so renowned. But he could not stop trembling; could not stop hearing the echoes of that terrible shrill scream inside his ears.

"I have never heard such a cry, Aragorn," he whispered.

Aragorn's grip on his arm tightened. "I have," he said. His voice was low, almost haunted in the shadows of their hiding-hole. "I am sure Legolas has as well, for his people have long fought the Shadow in Mirkwood—and," Aragorn added, swallowing hard as though against some terrible memory, "he could not have sounded so convincing, if he did not know the sound of an elf in torment."

Gimli's gut twisted and he bit his lip hard enough that he tasted a coppery spill of blood across his tongue. "I would that he did not know it," Gimli said hoarsely. He glared up at Aragorn and added in a sharp voice, "I would even more that he should never experience it himself."

"We are not far," Aragorn insisted. "If the orcs take the bait, we will know it; we are near enough to help. He will not stand alone."

"Not for long," Gimli muttered, "but perhaps for long enough." He held his axe very tightly and wished for a whole host of doughty dwarven warriors at his side—or better, at Legolas's side.

Another cry rose, more warbling than the first piercing shriek; more plaintive, like the screamer was weakening.

Gimli's grip on the haft of his axe tightened until his hand ached. "Aragorn…"

"He is not hurt, Gimli."

"Not yet."

Aragorn had no answer for that.

They sat in silence, straining their ears for the pounding thunder of orcish feet upon the earth; waiting to discover if the enemy would take the bait.

Waiting to learn if the three of them would live through it, if they did.

{read more gimleaf stories here}

#gimli #legolas #aragorn #three hunters #lotr #lotr fanfiction #gigolas #gimleaf #well unrealized gimleaf at the moment i suppose #could certainly be read platonically #but that's one of the joys of their relationship anyway: no matter the particular flavor the love never falters #they're every bit as devoted and delighted by one another whether there's a whiff of romance there or not #and i love that about them because there aren't many relationships you can say absolutely do not CHANGE based on whether it's romantic or no #even the ones that start as friendships and stay as friendships still tend to change somewhat if there's romance (or if there isn't) #but not legolas and gimli #you don't even need to decide which it is when you start writing a story with them because you're writing the same story either way #''you comfort me'' indeed #this ship sails itself all the way to valinor #my writing #my stuff

[incorrectsmashbrosquotes]

So, uh, I took people’s advice and just ran past the Three Hunters. Killed the Boss, the One Reborn. Honestly, really disappointing boss. The easiest part of the whole area if I’m being honest. It only took me two tries to finish it because the first try I was in such a state of shock over the sheer horror of what that thing was.

So, yeah. Sorry for the freakout. I’m gonna give Logarius another try and then move on to Mensis.

#incorrect super smash bros #not a qoute #Bloodborne #Bloodborne update #Soulsborne #Shadow Soulsborne Ring #Three Hunters #The One Reborn #Lovecraftian Horror #cosmic horror #horror #Martyr Logarius #college of mensis

[aureentuluva70]

"With hope or without hope we will follow the trail of our enemies. And woe to them, if we prove the swifter! We will make such a chase as shall be accounted a marvel among the Three Kindreds: Elves, Dwarves, and Men. Forth the Three Hunters!"

#I like this quote and I don't know why #Maybe Tolkien was considering making Dwarves Children of Iluvatar at this time? #And not just children of Aule? #Maybe it's just me being pissed #That Tolkien didn't give us more on the dwarves again #Lol #Probably #I'll take it anyway #Lotr #Aragorn #Elves #Dwarves #Men #Legolas #Gimli #Three Hunters #Children of Iluvatar

[glorf1ndel]

Gimli: In the beginning, God created heaven and earth. For what it's worth, I think that he might have created you first.

Legolas: !!! 💖😍 💞

Aragorn: Those are Dua Lipa lyrics

#lotr #lord of the rings #incorrect lord of the rings quotes #gigolas #gimleaf #Gimli #Legolas #Aragorn #three hunters #Aragorn is 9000% done

[hennethgalad]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Aragorn | Estel, Legolas Greenleaf, Gimli (Son of Glóin) Additional Tags: The Three Hunters Summary:

At the edge of Fangorn, Aragorn tells a tale of Gondor.

for @sexyleon Gates of Summer exchange 😎

@sexyleon  hope this works!

#gos2022 #gates of summer #tolkien #lotr #three hunters

[brigwife]

crying because an elf prince, dwarf lord and a fucking king of men dropped everything and ran over 100 miles with barely any rest, to rescue a couple of halflings (who were worth nothing outside the shire, and functionally little more than a burden) because they were their friends.

screaming and throwing up because the golden boy of gondor, the steward's eldest son and his pride and joy; noble heir of the house of húrin, sacrificed his life for those self-same halflings

#Tolkien really said friendship is magic and ohana means family #This fucking story man #This is what it's about #Those bonds of love and fellowship #Lotr #Merry #Pippin #Aragorn #Legolas #Gimli #Boromir #the three hunters

[nihilizzzm]

lotr/the hobbit incorrect quotes

part 2, ‘cause you seem to like it

Sam, trying to break the silence during fellowship quest break: If you had a shot every time you made a bad decision, would you still be sober?

Gandalf: yes

Aragorn & Frodo: i don’t think it would be wise for me to answer that…

Legolas & Gimli, with a delusional level of confidence: i would probably be a little tipsy

Merry & Pippin: oh i’ll be WASTED

Boromir: cute

Boromir: i would be dead

�� — — —

Bilbo: you are irrationally angry all the time!

Thorin: Well, that is your personal opinion! I DO NOT have anger issues! Do you think I have anger issues Gandalf?

Gandalf: well i wouldn’t call it ‘an issue’, issue is something you can fix

— — — —

Gimli: could you both at least once, try to see it from my perspective?

Aragorn & Legolas, looking at each other: *both sit down*

Gimli: oh fUCK YOU-

— — — —

Aragorn: have you ever broken a bone?

Boromir: yeah, sure

Aragorn: did it hurt?

Boromir: no, not really

Aragorn, confused: wait what did you break?

Boromir: Faramir’s arm

#lotr #aragorn #boromir #the lord of the rings #lord of the rings #faramir #legolas #legolas greenleaf #gimli son of gloin #gimli #three hunters #gandalf #frodo #sam #sam gamgee #merry brandybuck #pippin took #the fellowship of the ring #the hobbit #bilbo baggins #thorin oakenshield #lotr incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #the hobbit incorrect quotes

[tolkienillustrations]

Edoras by Jef Murray

#LOTR #Tolkien #Rohan #Edoras #White Mountains #Three Hunters #Jef Murray