Dwarf Racist Party Dad

Welcome to my blog! I'm Ester from NZ, 20 and still in love/obsessed with Thranduil (ain't ever gonna end, I'm afraid). Will reblog mostly LOTR, Sherlock and The Hobbit (with the occasional post about Pushing Daisies or Bob's Burgers in there). I also fangirl on Lee Pace a-lot and because he's my baby and I love him hahahahaha

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[jonroxton]

FORTH EORLINGAS!

[atheistj]

The best use of magic in the Lord of the Rings/Hobbit movies is whenever Gandalf uses it to make his voice really loud to win an argument because I would do the same thing.

[damnbert-deactivated20231226]

‘her hair was lit with gold as though it had caught in a mesh the radiance of Laurelin.’ - The Silmarillion

[mionies-deactivated20181204]

NOW COME THE DAYS OF THE KING!                                may they be blessed

[elvenking]

Tauriel Appreciation Week ↳ Day 2: Favorite quote

“It is Mereth Nuin Giliath; The Feast of Starlight. All light is sacred to the Eldar, but the Wood Elves loves best the light of the stars.“

[outlandishreads-deleted-deactiv]

im a simple girl.. i see book, i buy book, i let book sit on my shelf for months unread

[dailytolkien]

It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door.

[mishacolins]

Galadriel + stars (for @theleavesoflorien)

[tlotrgifs]

“Ah, the borders of the Shire. It is here I must leave you.” “That’s a shame. I quite like having a wizard around. Seems they bring good luck.”

[mishacolins]

[attractively argues in elvish]

[tlotrgifs]

The fortunes of the world will rise and fall but here in this kingdom we will endure.

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[dailytolkien]

the lord of the rings trilogy dir. peter jackson

[frodo-sam]

The wealth of Moria is not in gold, or jewels, but Mithril.

[l-o-t-r]

‘Merry and Pippin in the middle boat were ill at ease, for Boromir sat muttering to himself, sometimes biting his nails, as if some restlessness or doubt consumed him, sometimes seizing a paddle and driving the boat close behind Aragorn’s. Then Pippin, who sat in the bow looking back, caught a queer gleam in his eye, as he peered forward gazing at Frodo.’