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i love when Dori isn’t even in a fic but the author still throws in a line about how pretty he is. they’ll be describing a completely different character’s physical appearance and it’s like “yeah he’s cute but he’s not as breathtakingly gorgeous and perfect as DORI, now THAT’S a beautiful dwarf. have you seen his hair? his big strong arms? no, no dwarrow could compare to Dori. this one is fine tho. i guess.” and they’re always so right

unless they specifically asked, you don’t get to tell a fanfic writer you think they mischaracterized the character by the way. because the second someone writes a fanfic about a character, that character becomes the writer’s own version of the character. canon is only a suggestion, but whether or not an author will follow it / how much of canon an author will take is entirely up to them. you don’t get to stick your nose in their world and tell them “hey this is not to my liking therefore I think you’re doing it wrong” when you can simply leave quietly and move on to something else you may enjoy

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⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ⏖ ’ CANON FACTS ABOUT PIPPIN (idk if its "canon" or "cannon" but anyway-) according to the books !!

+ reblog if you have things to add, i probably missed some infos :3

splashes water absolutely everywhere when he takes a bath + likes to sing while he does so (fotr, book 1, chap. 5)

in lothlorien, the fellowship had to cross a very complicated bridge (i don't remember what it was exactly, i think it was made of ropes or smth). he was the only one of the hobbits who managed it very well because "he was sure-footed" (fotr, book 2, chap. 6)

when he was kidnapped with Merry, the orcs whipped them to make them run + a plan was hatched to make orcs believe they had the Ring (he was imitating Gollum) + he had been wounded at his arm + when they managed to escape from them, he was the one who made decisions etc, he was the most lucid (ttt, book 1, chap. 2)

when he and Merry first arrived in Fangorn, it reminded him of a place in Tuckborough, the "Took House", where "the furniture hadn't been moved for generations" (because it was very stuffy and dark). nothing in this place mentionned "changed in a century, when the Old Took died" (ttt, book 3, chap. 3)

when they traveled with Treebeard, he tried to count Ent's steps but quickly lost track (ttt, book 3, chap. 3)

his first impression of Theoden King was that he was a "good old man, very polite" (ttt, book 3, chap. 8)

when he saw Gandalf for the first time since his "death" in Fangorn, the first thing the wizard told him was "get up, you fool of a Took ! where is Treebard, for god's sake ? i need to see him, quick !" (ttt, book 3, chap. 9)

one of the reasons he wanted to look in the Palantir was that he was frustrated that Gandalf took it from him without telling him anything, whithout any explanations or informations, even though "he was the one who picked it up." he talks abt it with Merry just before he looks into it (ttt, book 3, chap. 11)

when he looked into the Palantir and "talked" with Sauron, he felt as if he was being "pierced with knives" (ttt, book 3, chap. 11)

at Minas Tirith, he spent most of his days with Beregond (a knight of Gondor) and his son Bergil (rotk, book 1, chap. 1)

his father cultivates some lands around Whitwell, its near Tuckborough (rotk, book 1, chap. 1)

in march he said he was "almost 29", then his bday is probably in april (rotk, book 1, chap. 1)

he's smaller than a 10yo boy (Bergil is 5' and he's around 4') lol (book 1, chap. 1)

he had been smashed by a troll during the battle of the black gate. its Gimli who saved him. he recovered only one week later (which is a bit odd. wdym a troll fell on him and one week later he walks around like nothing happens) (rotk, book 5, chap. 10 + book 6, chap. 4)

just after the war, at the Cormallen fields, him and Merry were serving the kings during the feast (rotk, book 6, chap. 4)

when the hobbits came back to the Shire, Saruman had taken possession of their lands so there was a war, and it was Merry and Pippin who fought the most and lead the others (rotk, book 6, chap. 8)

he lived for some years with Merry in Crickhollow. they were very, very popular bc of their swords and height and all (i can understand, they are sexy af), some called them of "royal" (rotk, book 6, chap. 9)

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PS : im sorry guys, my lotr books are in french, then all the quotes i wrote are note exactly the same as the original bc i translated it !!

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Bouta make a triangle diagram for the Dwarves and see who’ll go where by Dwarven standards.

Here’s a little peak

1. Handsome - Gloin

2. Pretty - Dori

3. Butt-Fuck-Ugly - Kili

Best uncle 🌟🌟

(the age here are probably not canon but hey, i'm free 🫡)

Freak yes because I don’t just do Hobbit fanfiction

Happy Lesbian Visibility Week have some lesbian doodles

I am going to make a semi official announcement on my in no way shape or form official Tumblr account.

Only because I need help.

My current fic has been going by the names ‘I Have Your Back’ or ‘I’ll Carry You’ for the five years it’s been in progress, but I’ve never been as happy with the name as my other fic (which I’ll discuss at a later date).

So I’ve come here to ask for advice or suggestions! As well as any ideas for the fic in general that you’d like to see played out.

And I know that context will be needed for the naming ideas, so here is a little sneak peak:

Chapter One: An Unexpected Party

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‘Damned Dwarves and damned Wizards’ was all that Bilbo could think as his mind reeled from the throwing of his mothers West-Farthing pottery, and the song that he seemed very rude indeed.

And now, with the three hard knocks on his beautiful, freshly painted door, Gandalf the Grey expects him to welcome more?

He followed complacently regardless, mostly to ensure no more damage was going to be done. Though he doubted these bastards would listen if he tried to stop them.

And goodness he’d tried.

As Dwarves crowded behind in each of the doorways, peeking out enthusiastically, Bilbo mentally prepared himself and prayed for the night to soon be over.

He watched Gandalf bend over and open his door with a wide smile… too happy for his liking.

And outside.

Stood three bloody Dwarves.

They stood in a lineup, looking bloody majestic, looking bloody handsome, looking… ARG! What was he thinking!

He was looking at three Dwarves, wearing the same thick cloaks that made them look massive, same fur lining underneath, even same oil black wavy hair and similar beards.

From eyes to stature, from face to clothing.

They were identical.

Each turned their heads and eyes to the old man greeting them, and they all smiled charmingly.

The one on Bilbo’s right lit up and grinned wider then his companions.

The left one smile fondly with tired eyes and head tilted up high.

Then the forefront and centre, turned his lowered head and smirked. Bowing his head slightly in some form of greeting.

“Gandalf,” his voice broke through the silence, before he took a step into the light, his comrades right behind him.

There was no way they weren’t related.

Now that they were in the light, Bilbo could see certain things clearer.

The head of the trio was certainly older, a couple of grey strands shone in the candle light from his mane of hair, accompanied by two thin braids on either side of his perfectly carved face, which bore more then his fair share of stress lines.

Lefty bore a single beard braid at the chin, alongside hair parted into two large braids. Mostly resembling the centre Dwarf in stature, expression and… well, everything except the greying hairs.

Righty was certainly the easiest to tell apart, he remained grinning as he stepped into the light , hair tied up in, what Bilbo could recall to be two bubble braids on either shoulder, there was the faintest of a scar that he could only see for moments turned in the right light that ran across his face and over his nose, accompanied by moustache braids similar to… what’s his name? Kili or Fili? Regardless, there were less signs of stress and age, his youth thoroughly shown in his bright, puppy-like expression.

“You’ll never believe why we were late,” the cheerful one had a chuckle in his voice.

The single beard braided one joined in grinning as the eldest scoffed and rolled his eyes. “We let Thorin lead the way.”

“We got lost only twice, this time.” Thorin swung off his cloak in a fluid motion.

“Good thing Dis has an eye for detail,” bubble braid snorted. “Surely that mark was yours.” He questioned Gandalf.

Mark? That can’t be right.

Before he could speak up at all, he stepped forward only to bump into Dis, then Gandalf, then the still unnamed one and finally into Thorin before two hands on either shoulder clasped him steady. The Wizard and the Bubbly one.

“Bilbo Baggins,” he stood up tall as they both let go of him. He swept his long sleeved arm from him to the trio, all cloakless and lined up once more.

“Allow me to introduce the leader of our Company, Thorin Oakenshield.”

The eldest turned, and dark eyes looked Bilbo up and down… Inspecting him.

“His brother, Crown Prince Frerin”

The cheery one smiled politely. A sparkle in his eyes as he raised his hand in a tiny wave.

“And his sister, Lady Dis of Ered Luin”

“A pleasure,” she replied with a respectful nod.

Gosh he’d heard that Dwarven Ladies bore beards, which is more than most Hobbits could accomplish, but this was quite humorous and astonishing.

Thorin, slowly took two steps forward, making Bilbo’s tongue feel heavy in his mouth as he towered over him. Arms crossed, scoffing as he looked down on him.

“This is the Hobbit?”

And before the Hobbit could retaliate, feeling his blood boil at the ugly ego that somehow outshone his attractiveness.

The leader of this Dwarven mess, was whacked cleanly across the back of his head.

His sister glared at him and Frerin wheezed.

Maybe… there were some Dwarves that Bilbo Baggins could tolerate.

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Here we go! This scene alone has been rewritten to death but now I am somewhat happy with the result.

Enjoy my friends and I hope to hear your opinions, advice and suggestions! Or just a simple hello 😊

I’m fine with Thorin being taller than Bilbo, but there’s something unsettling about seeing tall!Thorin (Richard behind the scenes in costume)

Like, Richard in makeup and a hoodie? Beautiful, majestic

Richard in his full costume standing next to Ian? Terrifying

Imagine 6’2” Thorin Oakenshield running at you at full speed