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i will return to gondor, says boromir, and aragorn is silent (but watches him closely and thinks of their ancestors — his and boromir’s, and what they would say of this tangle of inheritance) 

i will reclaim the mountain, says thorin, and balin is silent (but watches thorin as thorin leads, and balin a step behind; and he thinks of the line of durin and the ancestors who cannot say anything of this fool-driven quest, for they perished all of their own foolishnesses) 

boromir reaches for the ring and it leads him to his death; thorin reaches for the mountain, for the gold, for the arkenstone, and he brings his heirs into death with him 

boromir reaches for honor and wealth; thorin reaches for inheritance and power; both are lured by the means, the gold that blinds to all green and growing things

boromir whispers my king, i would have followed you to victory, and lies on a forest floor far from home; thorin whispers o hobbit, i would have seen your peace, and lies on a rocky battlefield outside the mouth of his mountain; both never to see their homelands again, though neither belong truly to those places 

you are not yourself, hears boromir, and thinks who am i then, if not myself, king of stewards, favored son, who has been given the burden of hope by his father? who am i to ignore my duty in favor of halflings? 

you are not yourself, hears thorin, and thinks who am i then, if not king of the mountain, heir of durin, favored by prophecy, who have come this far and endured so much? who am i to cease fighting here, at the doorstep of my fate? 

it is only in the last breath before the final blow, before the first arrow, that they realize: they are protectors of family and comrades; they are servants of their peoples; they are led astray by pride; they are gold-blind, power-hungry; they are fools. they are not kings. 

i am no thief, says boromir, for denethor taught him well that any tool may be of use in keeping their line on the throne, and what is a hobbit to claim ownership of such a thing? a kind soul, surely, but not mankind who understands better the weight of gold: weight that barely keeps denethor on his throne and boromir in his status

i am not my grandfather, says thorin, for his grandfather is dead of pride and rage; but thorin has spent too long planning vengeance to be full of nothing but rage and pride. too long leading his people, providing for family, remembering the dead. 

no, this is not who they are.

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#LOTR #the Hobbit #Thorin #Boromir #my creys


anon asked: Haldir or Lindir? {make me choose}

"It is not easy for us to tell the difference between two mortals," said the Elf.

"Nonsense, Lindir," snorted Bilbo. "If you can’t distinguish between a Man and a Hobbit, your judgement is poorer than I imagined. They’re as different as peas and apples."

"Maybe. To sheep other sheep no doubt appear different," laughed Lindir. "Or to shepherds. But Mortals have not been our study. We have other business."

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#figwit #lindir #the Hobbit #LOTR #elves



So I was talking with my brother about Tom Bombadil and obviously at one point the “what if he’s a Valar” came up and my brother said that he could be a physical manifestation of that little part of Melkor’s mind which regrets, feels guilty and is trying to relieve stress by living close to the nature
I’m done with LotR theories (╯°□°)╯ ┻━┻

Yes and the Goldberry is actually a part of Sauron’s spirit

…it could be a nice justification for popular theory of ”The Hidden Evil-Bombadil”

just imagine


#LOTR #Silmarillion #Melkor


Didn’t I say I’d do something for Gigolas Week? :D

I’ve wanted these tattoos for years; I shipped this gorgeous little tugboat before I even knew what shipping was. Regardless of whether you believe they are soul-mates (of course they are), in love (duh), or simply the greatest friendship that Middle Earth has ever known (that too), there is no doubt that they belong together—in whatever capacity. To paraphrase the adorkable Thorin Oakenshield in Sansûkh: “Their names sound right together.”

When I OTP, I OTP hard.

(The Cirth runes on my left hand are in Khuzdul, and they say “bahûn”, which translates to ‘friend of all friends’. The Tengwar on my right hand is Sindarin, and means “mellon”, which (of course) translates to ‘friend’.)

#WICKED COOL #tattoo #LOTR #so cool #especially the ax #dwarf/elf relations #q



so in LOTR’s appendices it says that legolas eventually builds a boat and takes gimli across the seas and into the west, the gray havens. you know, the place arwen isn’t allowed to go because she’s in love with a human dude bUT LEGOLAS (AKA ‘YOU LITTLE SHIT’) JUST SAYS “FUCK IT” AND SNEAKS GIMLI INTO THE GODDAMN UNDYING LANDS LIKE CONTRABAND TWIZZLERS INTO A MOVIE THEATER

best literary analysis ever

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#reblogging for contraband twizzlers #LOTR #dwarf/elf relations #Legolas don't give a damn