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Hey everyone! :) I’ve always wanted to make a follow forever and finally, after months of procrastination, I managed to make one. So here are the wonderful people who every day make my tumblr experience the best I could have possibly imagined.
A - D
♡ a-balrogofmorgoth ♡ absolutelyravingmad ♡ alatarielsirfalas ♡ aleksism ♡ aragorningondor ♡ arkenston-e ♡ awesomelygeeky ♡ belbobaggins ♡ boromirs ♡ broomstix ♡ casdreams ♡ comenowdontbeshy ♡ croowley ♡ dalpuri ♡ darthsmaug ♡ deansass ♡ deeply-inside ♡ driftingcas ♡ dwimmerlaiks ♡
E - F
♡ ellethofmirkwood ♡ eorlingass ♡ everdeer ♡ faramircaptainofgondor ♡ fattybolger ♡ feanorr ♡ frodofeels ♡ garrulus ♡ gilliandersob ♡ gilliankillingmewithboobs ♡ gondory ♡ grumpybilbo ♡ haildorgy ♡ hallemcready ♡ helmthehammerhand ♡ hermionelovesron ♡ hobbit ♡ horriblycheerful ♡
I - L
♡ iamtauriel ♡ iatethegoblinfruit ♡ idril-celebrindal ♡ iheartthexfiles ♡ ineffablynoldor ♡ ivylovesatook ♡ jawnofbagend ♡ kingsmaug ♡ ladyofgondor ♡ ladyofrohan ♡ lauhfeyson ♡ lecterswench ♡ leeeeeeeeeegooooooooolaaaaaaaaas ♡ legolasy ♡ leviathanwithwhiskers ♡ light-in-dark-places ♡ lordofsomethings ♡
M - R
♡ markedasinfernal ♡ martellannisters ♡ maybethereishopetxf ♡ mirkhood ♡ mirkwoodling ♡ mirkwoods ♡ m-ordor ♡ narnianhobbitinthearena ♡ nasty-little-hobbitses ♡ nosignofwings ♡ ohremus ♡ ohscully ♡ ohsofili ♡ ohsothranduil ♡ onamelancholyhill ♡ peregrint ♡ perfectopposite ♡ pointyearedelvishprinceling ♡ remussiriuss ♡
S - V
♡ sackville-baggins ♡ samsoldgaffer ♡ sirius-lupin ♡ softlysam ♡ solmarwang ♡ spoon-party ♡ starbucklovesspooky ♡ tardismyoldgirl ♡ theycannotconquerforever ♡ thorinokenshield ♡ thorinsexyshield ♡ thorinshielding ♡ thranduilandlegolas ♡ thranduilings ♡ tolkienianos ♡ tolkienism ♡ tossme ♡ vaarda ♡
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And I probably forgot someone (sorry for that), so you should check my blogroll too.
Well, what else can I say, thank you for being amazing guys, I love you!
Sure, I’ll do it right now! And amazing blog by the way, I love this book to pieces *follows*
Happy birthday, John Ronald Reuel Tolkien!Though you have been gone for a very long time, you will live on forever through your beloved stories. You have given us all - not only many beautifully told stories, that we will cherish for the rest of our lives - but you have also given us beloved characters that we hold dear to our hearts, that we consider, though they are not real, close friends. We will always remember you and will always be grateful to you for these stories. May you rest in peace, you beautiful man.
Today, in 1892, the man who changed my life was born.
This is a toast to you, Professor.
Thank you for everything. Hannon le.
“I am in fact a Hobbit in all but size. I like gardens, trees, and unmechanized farmlands; I smoke a pipe, and like good plain food (unrefrigerated), but detest French cooking; I like, and even dare to wear in these dull days, ornamental waistcoats. I am fond of mushrooms (out of a field); have a very simple sense of humor (which even my appreciative critics find tiresome); I go to bed late and get up late (when possible). I do not travel much.”
scenes from the production blog 11 which I ASSUME are going to be in there and back again
Uncountable words have I read from J.R.R. Tolkien and yet I find myself unable to find any that could describe how much has he impacted my life. From the day I first entered his world, I was barely a child, I knew that it would be something that I would carry with me til the rest of my life. Few things are constant in my existence and at times of sorrow and despair it’s onto them I hold myself and I’m glad I have J.R.R. Tolkien as one of these pillars. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for had offered me a place where I can truly call home, characters who taught me more about hope, faith, love, respect and perseverance than real life people.
Thank you… for everything.
And tonight at 9pm I’ll be raising my glass to the Professor!
“All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But when the men have died in battle and honour, you have leave to be burned in the house, for the men will need it no more.”
“In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking on a chair of carven wood. On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves, for the autumn was come again. In the spring he wore a crown of woodland flowers. In his hand he held a carven staff of oak.”