Tag: bombur

GDI, DETS! I don’t know how you manage to do it, but you made me cry and laugh in the same bloody sentence! *flails* So much to love about this chapter. Thank you for ending it on such a happy note in the midst of so much death and sorrow.

*HUGS*

Thank you, Nonnie, thank you so so SO much, I’m thrilled you enjoyed (is that the right word?) it.

That’s the idea… there’s hope. There’s new life in the midst of all this terrible, terrible loss.

imagine how drunk Bombur and Dain are about to get in the Halls together

I just realized that Bombur and Alris’s fourth child, Bomfur (Bomfa), has the same name as Bombur’s father. Did he choose it to remember his father? Or did Alris pull an Orla (although since Bomfur is older than Frerinith and Balinith, Orla would have technically been pulling an Alris) and name Bomfur because she knew how much her husband missed his parents?

Bomfur is the name given to them at birth – and Bombur actually chose it. He wanted at least one of his kids to be named for his parents.

(aaaaaand that’s because Bombur had been brought up and had lived in Longbeard society his whole life, with their hereditary family names passed down through the lines, etc. It didn’t seem so out of the norm, though it wasn’t strictly a Broadbeam tradition…)

Oh, I should mention… For the confused – Bomfa is genderfluid! She will accept he/she/they pronouns, and generally braids their beard to show if it is a Bomfa day, or a Bomfur day. They have dyed their moustache a deep emerald green, to show that they are outside the binary. On Bomfa days she braids it full and thick streaming down her chest, with little feminine ringlets and plenty of ringing bells, and paints her eyes and lips in whatever colours she pleases. On Bomfur days it gets coiled in a massive thick plait around his neck, and he wears his Broadbeam-patterned ear-cuffs. And when it’s a day that feels like neither (or both!) Bomf just braids that green moustache in a loop under their nose, and that’s that.

They are also one hell of a silversmith, and to have a piece made by Bomf is to commission a real work of art. Every single thing she makes is totally a reflection of their client’s taste and style and personality. She has a knack for always getting it spot on 😉

Happy headcanon: Dwalin totally writes back and forth with Bilbo, has done so for years. He lets his kids put in a bit of stuff as well. Frerin scribbles, maybe puts an “F,” Balinith goes on about his newest project (currently growing beans), and Wee Thorin talked about his pie heist for half a page.

I like to think that Dori, Dwalin, Gloin and Bofur & Bombur write to Bilbo on the regular 🙂

(Bombur and Bofur write theirs together!)

Bilbo would giggle at Dwalin’s letters, particularly at Wee Thorin’s descriptions. He knows a young Took who would get on with this Gimizh like a house on fire. Screaming, smoke, people running away – that sort of thing. 

(He’d absolutely write back with a few pointers for Balinith, possibly after a little chat with Hamfast.)

Bifur totally offered that sort of quiet to all of his niblings – when home got too noisy, Uncle Bifur could be counted on for a quiet talk and cuddle.

*clutches chest*

Ohhhh all Bombur’s kids though…

Unsociable little Bomfris, hiding in Bifur’s workroom, sulking. People are stupid. Ravens are much more sensible. At least they say exactly what they mean!

Barur escaping to Uncle Bifur’s place when the horde of people he has to feed every day only seems to get bigger, and the purse only seems to get lighter.

Baris singing quietly in her marvellous voice as Bifur gives her a bit of whittling or painting to do (because there’s just so much pressure, she never knew, never understood that there would be such pressure)

Bomfur sitting quietly, tinkering with a few of the toys absently, lost in thought. Then standing and announcing that he’s off to buy some green dye for his beard, and can Uncle Bifur please help him apply it? And Bifur patting his shoulder and nodding and smiling – and he’s the first one to call her Bomfa.

Alfur whining to Bifur as he moons hopelessly over Gimli from afar, his little crush in full-flight.

Alrur sitting for hours upon hours, just watching Bifur work. (Alrur runs as fast as he can one day, panting and stumbling and nearly glowing with happiness, to Uncle Bifur’s place. He has to tell him! He’s found his calling! He will be a toymaker too!)

The Urs totally use some of their Smaug money to start and fund long-term care facilities, for people like Bifur who need a lot of looking after, and older folks who may/may not have much family, and people recovering from injuries or illnesses. Because they know that not everyone has the time or means to support a friend or family member who needs a lot of attention all the time.

Oh, that is an awesome idea! I have had a few ideas in this direction before, but this takes it even further. I love it. Thank you, Nonnie!

Did Gimizh ever get that Gimli toy from Bombur from “little wild one?”

Yes, he did actually. It has red fuzzy woollen hair, a grey knitted mail-shirt, and a tiny little axe. Bombur even articulated the joints, so it can be posed. Toy-Gimli’s face is set in a big smile, and he has boots that can be taken off and put back on again! Gimizh ADORES it, and makes it sing naughty songs when his mother isn’t in earshot.

bet Gimizh is wishing he’d asked for a Bombur-doll now aha ouch