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Not me thinking abt how Bard only started wearing that nicer blue coat AFTER Thranduil and his troops arrive which leads me to believe that Thranduil gave it to him.

theodoreweltons:

listen…. middle aged ships are my jam. there’s something hopeful about seeing two older people fall in love (or still being in love) on my screen. 

give me two workaholics who realise there’s more to life than their job when they meet each other. 

give me two people who’ve been to hell and back together for years and have always had each others backs.

give me two people who’ve been married for decades and are more in love than ever. 

give me two lonely people thrown together in a life or death situation and let them realise they wouldn’t want anyone else by their side. 

give me two people who’ve been heartbroken more times than they can count who find hope in each other.

GIVE ME OLDER SHIPS

We’ll lay here for years or for hours

a@tolkienrsb​ fic by @bispecimen/bispecimen on Ao3, art by @piyo13sdoodles

bard the bowman/thranduil - fic rated mature - art rated gen - graphic depictions of violence - hunting - arrow wound - animal death - morbid thoughts - word count: 5000

The leaves were rolling, green and healthy. Swirling around the legs of the Bowman as if they were about to bring some magical creature in his presence. But Bard didn’t feel like anything good was about to be brought in front of his eyes. The stillness of the air was suffused with something nocive. This part was forbidden for a reason. The deeper he went, the longer he stayed. He knew, he knew that.

READ ON AO3  |  VIEW THE ART ON TUMBLR

a barduil art for the @tolkienrsb, with my amazing partner @bispecimen! watch this space for a link

a barduil art for the @tolkienrsb, with my amazing partner @bispecimen!

watch this space for a link to a wonderful story containing high-speed chases, lots of arrows, and a little bit of falling in love~!

EDIT:here’s a link to the story!

EDIT 2: here’s the promo post for the fic!!


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Chapter 317: Tresses, Toes and Trees.

Welcome back, friends, to a new episode here at Dwarf Telenovela Central. Durin has arrived. She hasn’t brought much luggage but she seems determined to stay. Same dwarrow time, same dwarrow tunnel! Keep those cards and letters coming, friends!

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corndog-patrol:

the chaos of bard and thranduil is great ngl


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hanging with their new kids LOLhanging with their new kids LOL

hanging with their new kids LOL


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the chaos of bard and thranduil is great nglthe chaos of bard and thranduil is great nglthe chaos of bard and thranduil is great nglthe chaos of bard and thranduil is great nglthe chaos of bard and thranduil is great ngl

the chaos of bard and thranduil is great ngl


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“Deleted Scene” from The Battle of Fi– no, I’m joking.

A girl can dream.

I still ship them so hard.

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alef-art: — Get away. You stink!— Oh, so it’s the smell of a dead dragon that won’t burn your forest

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— Get away. You stink!
— Oh, so it’s the smell of a dead dragon that won’t burn your forest.


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