Sad Rude Idea Time: Basically the thought of Dis laying down to sleep and not getting back up because her body just gave up is killing me from the inside. Hrera’s comment to Vili about “not long now” is what is spurring this on and its so sad. I am so so sorry.

VERY RUDE

*thwaps you with rolled-up newspaper*

Dis who has perpetually cold feet and is all like CUDDLES WILL SOLVE EVERYTHING. Vili and Thorin are so put upon, having to do cuddles with cold feet up against their legs. Thorin just keeps getting Dis fuzzy moccasins. (Dwalin continues this tradition in Erebor, and he and Dain also submit to getting cold feet-ed.

I feel Dis’ pain! (I have Raynaud’s Phenomenon, myself) GRRR PERPETUALLY COLD FEET.

So many Dis feels. I just want to give her all the hugs and then push her into a cuddle pile of dead dwarf family members BUT MOSTLY KILI AND FILI AND OH MAHAL VILI YOU CINNAMON BUN YOU. Also Thorin and Frerin and Dain. And maybe a pig. And Custard.

Loss That Burns – applepieisworthit – The Hobbit – All Media Types, The Hobbit – J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (Jackson movies) [Archive of Our Own]

flamesburnonthemountainside:

I wrote a sad thing… (very) short modern au of a house fire inspired by Thorin’s line "You turned away from the suffering of my people and the inferno that destroyed us" in DoS

determamfidd for you! I borrowed Frís and Hrera for this story 😀 and for liketotessecret who has written many sad things, so in retaliation, here you go!

Also tagging docmanda justatouchofgoldsickness renioferebor and dragonmad and the rest of the Sansukh cast.

AUGH OH MY GOD MY HEART OHHHH DISSSSS

BATTLEPIG YOU ARE MORE EVIL THAN I COULD EVER HOPE TO BE

~~TEACH ME YOUR WAYS~~

Loss That Burns – applepieisworthit – The Hobbit – All Media Types, The Hobbit – J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (Jackson movies) [Archive of Our Own]

Dis totally inherited Thror’s snuggle tendencies. Vili loves it – he gets cold easily, so always liked having Dis cuddle him at night. After Vili died. Fili and Kili would come and sleep with Dis for a few years. Then Dis got pillows. They started off being really cheap, simple pillows, then as time passed they got a bit nicer. After Erebor is reclaimed she has lots of really fancy pillows. After Dis dies she is all cuddly with Vili again and it’s all good.

AWWW

BUT SNUGGLEMONSTER DIS MAKES HER LIFE AFTER BOTFA LIKE

8000x SADDER AUGH

I DIDN’T THINK IT POSSIBLE

Frerin keeps on dragging Dis and Dain around the halls, introducing all his friends and acquaintances to “my little sister” and “my little cousin.” He shows them all his favorite spots.

(and Mahal’s bones and blood does it feel wonderful, to say that, and to be their guide and source of knowledge! How wonderful it feels to be needed and looked up to again!)

EEEEEEEEEE FRERIN BABY

Dis being cared for by her family and friends in the Halls is 100% my jam. Just people who care for her looking after her.

*high fives you* Heck yeah.

Now I’m having a bunch of feels about Dis in the Halls. Chasing her boys around. Teasing Thorin and Dain. Building Frerin up. Spending time with her parents and grandparents. So much Dis/Vili love.

zksdgfjlsdhgjfalsgfaljshdgfsakjhfdajsh AUGH DIS FEELS AUGH OH NONNIE YEOUCH

It’d take some time, I think, for her to get to the stage of teasing and chasing again. My version of old!Dis is not cheery and brisk and sassy, after all… she is grim and hurt and hard hard hard, turned very nearly to ice by everything she has lost. Song of Steel, her Dark-name means. It suits her.

I think she would need to learn to smile again, to laugh and tease freely without bitterness. She has been alone so long, and that doesn’t just evaporate… She should never be left alone, not ever.

Her boys staying close, their heads resting on her knees or lying on the floor as they read or play a game or talk… her brothers always flanking her as they show her the Halls together… Hrera working beside her at her jewellery-table, Thror bringing her meals… Dain plopping a sweet and sleepy piglet into her lap… Thrain kissing her brow and never letting go of her hand, Fris always humming so that Dis can hear her, stroking back her hair…

Vili, holding her tight at night, so that she never wakes and thinks herself back in her huge and cold bed in Erebor, so very alone, always alone.

Autocorrect fail – Dis is teary is right, Discis Geary is a sham. Sorry. And Dis and Dain asking Frerin a bunch of questions about the Halls and the people and he feels so needed and loved and urg. He calls Dis nadadith and she smiles.

(Ahhhh I see! LOL, excellent autocorrect fail. Discis Geary sounds a bit like a Sci Fi name. Maybe a mercenary, a veteran, yeah – they’re old, with muscles that stand out on their skin like twisted brown ropes. They’d keep to themself, their eyes shuttered and hard… yeah, I bet ol’ Geary has seen some shit.)

OH YES OH PERFECT. Frerin being validated, ngggh, everything about affirming Frerin is my jam. And augh NADADITH auuuuugh… this steel-souled grey-haired Dwarrowdam smiling unfettered and carefree, like a little child, at the sound of his voice saying that word to her.

Dis who calls Frerin her big brother after she dies. Frerinith puffs up proudly, Discis Geary.

(someone pls tell the poor dumb Dets what Discis Geary means? I looked it up, but I am p sure it doesn’t refer to a choral director or a Discus training centre….!)

AWWWW THO. AWWW. I can see Dis and Dain in on this together, those two dear old friends: both helping Frerin re-establish and connect, to bring back to life those old relationships

because no matter what has happened or how long they haved lived without him, no matter how (terribly) young he is, he is always and FOREVER his “big cousin”, her “big brother” I just aasdfglasdjhfgjsalhfdaf