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Went to a Lego launch event for the latest Lord of the Rings set today, and they requested fancy dress. I went as Treebeard, to the extent of sporting a fully Lego built tree-beard! I won a sticker for my efforts (as the best and only one that made an effort!)
Ah man, I forgot how much I love the Ents.
May 5, 2026
Happy 82 Birthday to John Rhys-Davies.
LMAO this isn’t good at all but I think it’s funny
People often humorously described J.R.R. Tolkien created Treebeard based on C.S. Lewis as someone who just couldn't get to the point, which the movies do (to a frankly annoying degree), but after finally reading the books I found my experience to be totally different.
Book 3 chapter IV was one of my favorites in the whole novel! Treebeard felt mysterious and even regal. The explanation for why he couldn't just talk hastily about things was so beautiful and clearly filled with love and appreciation:
‘Hill. Yes, that was it. But it is a hasty word for a thing that has stood here ever since this part of the world was shaped...’
And the sense of longing and regret in the song of the Ents and Entwives is probably the time I was most engaged with the songs of the book. As well as the Ent's march to Isengard.
‘Of course, it is likely enough, my friends,’ he said slowly, ‘likely enough that we are going to our doom: the last march of the Ents. But if we stayed at home and did nothing, doom would find us anyway, sooner or later. That thought has long been growing in our hearts; and that is why we are marching now. It was not a hasty resolve. Now at least the last march of the Ents may be worth a song. Aye,’
Treebeard's my favorite minor character in Lord of the Rings, it's a shame that they made him so comedic in the films.
People often humorously described J.R.R. Tolkien created Treebeard based on C.S. Lewis as someone who just couldn't get to the point, which the movies do (to a frankly annoying degree), but after finally reading the books I found my experience to be totally different.
Book 3 chapter IV was one of my favorites in the whole novel! Treebeard felt mysterious and even regal. The explanation for why he couldn't just talk hastily about things was so beautiful and clearly filled with love and appreciation:
‘Hill. Yes, that was it. But it is a hasty word for a thing that has stood here ever since this part of the world was shaped...’
And the sense of longing and regret in the song of the Ents and Entwives is probably the time I was most engaged with the songs of the book. As well as the Ent's march to Isengard.
‘Of course, it is likely enough, my friends,’ he said slowly, ‘likely enough that we are going to our doom: the last march of the Ents. But if we stayed at home and did nothing, doom would find us anyway, sooner or later. That thought has long been growing in our hearts; and that is why we are marching now. It was not a hasty resolve. Now at least the last march of the Ents may be worth a song. Aye,’
Treebeard's my favorite minor character in Lord of the Rings, it's a shame that they made him so comedic in the films.
Made this a few years ago as a reaction response to...something. I can no longer recall what. Naturally.
The Queer Forest, ch. 4
Wow, thought Glorfindel. Even weakened, the swat of an adult grey wolf could take down any ordinary man, let alone one as big and powerful and handsome as Treebeard. He certainly wouldn’t wish to face such a creature himself, not unprepared and unarmed. But Treebeard had taken the wolf’s strike and remained standing tall. Glorfindel was filled with a fresh surge of admiration for this man, who was so strong, so vigorous. Also, he was, at that precise moment, holding a wriggling, squirming, soft little white wolf puppy. At least one of them was the most adorable creature that Glorfindel had ever laid eyes on.
Glorfindel and Treebeard have a talk.
read on ao3
9.0k, WIP (4/6), Explicit, Glorfindel/Treebeard, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Forests, Human Treebeard, … or is he?, Ents (Tolkien), Huorns (Tolkien), Past Relationship(s), Peril, Rescue, Smut, Monsterfucking | Teratophilia, Fluff and Humor, Paranormal Romance, Dendrophilia, Tentacles, plantacles, Trussy, Dubious Consentacles, Boss/Employee Relationship, BigGuy4EvenBiggerGuy, Tree-related Non-con, the non-con is not between the main pairing, and the victim is into it, Additional Warnings in Chapter Notes
