𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.

The eagles..

There was a moment of panic that flooded the poor hobbit's senses as he searched himself desperately for something he deemed lost ... something quite 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. Though fears would soon subside as fingers grazed the golden band deep within his pocket .. settling his nerves. "Musn't lose you now.."

To give someone a piece of your heart 、is worth more than all the wealth in the world.

Little (rodent-like) nose twitch.

"Shire rat..."

Thorin doesn't need to worry about Bilbo straying far from him while he rests ... Especially when none can see him afterall ...

// I support Lotus' wrongs always

"Updating..? Well, I think it was plenty fine as is! Changing up songs of old." A quick huff from his nose, though he held no ill will. "Then again, it isn't bad neither. As for what made the day long." Bilbo paused with a crinkle in his brow & looking quite grim... "Dwarves."

pippin took / rp account@peregrinusfool.bsky.social · last mo.

Pippin waves at his uncle brightly. “I thought your lyrics needed some updating! Leastways, that’s the version Merry and I sing at the Green Dragon now. What did you do today that made it so long, Bilbo? I’m only out for a walk. Thought I’d go further than the other day!”

"Pippin, my boy—! You've nearly startled me..." Said the hobbit thiugh his smile never faltered at the sound of his sudden company. "Been for a long day so I had assumed a nice bath was in order."

pippin took / rp account@peregrinusfool.bsky.social · last mo.

“But better than rain or rippling brook, Is a mug of beer safe inside this Took!” Comes Pippin’s answering rhyme from downstream where he’s been taking a stroll along the banks.

the hand that i was holding then was the only one i wanted to hold. that night and forever.

He's washing himself in a nearby spring — singing a favorite song of his; 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘺! 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺! 𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘖! 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘏𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘖! 𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯—

"I think not."

"Whatever you say – ‘Ibinê."

"And don't let meddlesome dwarves mistranslate words either."

"Just don't tell her she's comparable to a rodent."

Occupied by his writing. Whatever happens happens.

He's barely listening. "Yes. Percisely as Thorin said. I'm sure. Listen to your uncle— he knows what he's talking about .. some of the time."

He's far too busy muttering & mumbling as he writes a poem — ignoring the rabble. 𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 "...It's a start perhaps. Though it could be better.."

"I could always take a piece with me to go."

"I'll let you all handle that conversation. I'll keep to my reading then."

spooky❥ HIIIII TOLKIEN PPL. Eventually, I will be active and running around, for now I'm locked in at work ... saturday & sunday most likely ill sit down and be insane for now, i smooch all of your foreheads and welcome you all into my hyper-fixation that i seem to be dragging all mutuals into

"And we've let him go off?"

// Watched the first ep of Rings of Power. How is that Galadriel? I get it being way earlier than the original stories but.. I could hardly stay focused on it.. i don't think I'll be watching more. No thank you..

"Uncle ..."

"I couldn't quite say for certain in our first meeting.." "They are quite .. fair."

(..Shame.)