So this is more of a headwonder – Do Dwarves have hairdressers? Like Dori (sob!), all his family is gone, so unless he’s hypermobile there’s no way to do those complex braids alone. Given the intimacy of braiding, can it be done for pay? Is it as shameful as hiring a prostitute, or just not spoken about in polite society? Or do solitary Dwarves resort to simple hair and beardstyles, and is that recognised as a sign of mourning? So much hair, so many questions!

*stares helplessly at ask*

UH DUNNO. Whoa, I really don’t know, Nonnie! In Dori’s case, he may not have his brothers anymore (*sniffles forever*) but he does have dear friends and companions all around him. Gloin, Dwalin, Bofur, Dis, Orla, Dain – any of the Company or their families would certainly do his hair for him… and try to do it to his exacting standards, heheheh.

I don’t think that getting your hair done by someone who is paid for that purpose would be shameful, tbh. Just very sad. 

IDK. Thoughts?

Would Frerin be too young for a one? I was just wondering if the dwarves’ one was written in them since birth, and could only be noticed at a certain age, or if they could notice their one at any age.

Hey there, Nonnie! No predestined soul-mates in Sansukh, sorry if that is something you were asking after. I know it’s a pretty common trope in LOTR/The Hobbit fic, but I am really uncomfortable with the whole lack-of-free-will aspect of it. Also, by design it excludes the ace-and-aro spectrum Dwarves, and I am uncomfortable with that, too.

So, when Dwarves in my fic use the word ‘One’, they are not referring to a soul-mate chosen for them by Mahal or some outside agent. They are simply referring to their one love – the one person they have fallen in love with, that is – in the way that we might use the words ‘dear’ or ‘darling’ or ‘sweetheart’.

Back to your question, though! Yeah, Frerin is a bit young. I’m writing him as the equivalent of a 15-year-old, so it’s not impossible for him to fall in love. But it is 10000% more likely for him to have a ginormous crush.

Khazâd October

justatouchofgoldsickness:

a-grump-of-dwarves:

While it’s of course great that everybody has their favourite dwarves, there are some that don’t get enough love. So I thought I’d call Khazâd October into life to make sure the less popular dwarves get some attention too.

The idea is to focus on a different dwarf for each day of October. Whether you create fanfiction, art, graphics, headcanons, meta, cosplay, rec lists … whatever you come up with is fine, as long as it focuses on the dwarf of that particular day. It also doesn’t matter if it is shippy or gen, AU… you name it. Just make sure you tag appropriately (including other common warnings like character death, non-con, explicit etc.) and please also tag your contributions as #khazad october so others can find them.

It’s perfectly fine if you only participate on a few days, though it would be great if you keep in mind that this is meant to focus on more than just the handful of dwarves that usually gets most attention. 😉

Anyway, here’s the schedule:

Keep reading

This makes me so happy.

semper-draca:

Dwalin and Orla from determamfidd’s Sansûkh. 

I was trying to a comic for thier fic The Long Road but then I made myself sad so I drew these two cuties fighting back to back. (the comic did get started tho, so I’ll probably finish it sometime). I had such a blast designing Dwalin’s hammer, even though I didn’t get to draw all of it. One side shows Erebor, the other the crown and stars of Durin, and the small sides have the runes for D and O, like on Orla’s axe. Maybe i’ll post some of my sketches for his hammer sometime because that was such fun!

*clutches face in awe*

oh my WORD, there is just so much work in this! It is amazing – all the detail, the shading, the lines! Her thighs, hnnnnngh 🙂

Their faaaaces! (ORLA’S SHAVED HEAD-SIDES, HER NOSERING YESSS OMG) and the tattoos, wow!!! I am in awe of the designs for Orla’s clothes, seriously – that is BRILLIANT, I love them so so much! And her LONG AXE EEEEEEEEE

Awwwww Dwalin’s hammer AWWW, that is so wonderful, I would LOVE to see the designs! There is such a feel of movement in this picture, like they have just paused momentarily to gather themselves before the next attack, *bites desk* 

I love it SO much! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!

also – WHAT, COMIC FOR THE LONG ROAD WHAAAAAT O.O !!!!

https://a.tumblr.com/tumblr_nvfir7kUy91ugcj3no1.mp3?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio
https://determamfidd.tumblr.com/post/130124941538/audio_player_iframe/determamfidd/tumblr_nvfir7kUy91ugcj3n?audio_file=https%3A%2F%2Fa.tumblr.com%2Ftumblr_nvfir7kUy91ugcj3no1.mp3

youpromisedmejetpacks:

I’m maybe working on a marching dirge tune…

So please forgive my singing voice, because it’s awful. And please forgive the quietness of this in general, because I’m at work and I need to be quiet.

This is really only me playing with a chorus melody, just fyi.

YOUR SINGING VOICE IS BEAUTIFUL AND SWEET AND CLEAR, NO BEING MEAN TO IT

!!!!! What a gorgeous melody! That is absolutely haunting and lovely, oh, I can’t wait to hear the whole thing!

fishfingersandscarves:

“She hasn’t called me Papa for thirty years,” Bombur said in a faint little voice. “I was Dad or Adad, she called me… after the Quest, after the money…” “She didn’t need to, did she?” Bifur pointed out. “You’ve always been Papa.” “But it all changed, we all changed so much.” Bombur pulled a little at his looped braid. “We… she got taught to speak more proper, and stopped calling me Papa.” “Looks like she never stopped where it counted.” Bifur turned back to his cousin, and gently rubbed Bombur’s back.

sansukh pic #83 ,,thats right im keeping count,,, also the-dragongirl plays baris in the podfic so i found it fitting to use her face as reference!

*gasps*

FISHY

OH FISHY OH MY GOODNESS, SHE IS SO LOVELY – the bells in her beard, the looped braid!! Her hair, her expression, the stud…!!!!! BARIS, oh poor sweetheart, oh you kindhearted soul, you darling girl

AUGH FISHY YOU ARE AMAZING (also 83 holy moly…! Better start thinking of a thing you would like me to do when you get to 100, Fish… I will sing you a song or write you a thingy or even *gulp* draw you a something disclaimer I SUCK AT ART but I would do it for you) THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!

https://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/224818255/stream?client_id=N2eHz8D7GtXSl6fTtcGHdSJiS74xqOUI?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio

For my dear Fishy, because she isn’t even of drinking age yet bwaaahahahahahaha *rubs salt in the wound* FIGHT ME FISHY

This is scheduled to be in Sansukh in a couple of chapters, but I had some time and also FISHY MADE ME. BECAUSE OF REASONS. So it’s a bit early, I hope you enjoy it. 

Lyrics under the cut, and PDF sheet music available as always! 

CHORUS
Fill your glass
Fill your belly
All my friends are extraordinary!
Here’s to them!
Here’s to you and
Here’s to me!

Raise your voice!
Raise your tankard!
All my friends are golden-standard! Come on,
One for them,
One for you and
One for me!

VERSES
Well I’ve never been a one for miruvor,
And perry ain’t my style,
I’ve no head for Limpë or for applejack,
And moonshine is vile,
O but open up the whiskey barrel ho!
And hand around the beer!
For I’ll drink ‘em til I’m on the table-top,
So let’s sound another cheer!

I’ve a brand new fancy shovel in my pack,
A new bead in my beard,
I’ve a couple coppers in my pocket that will
Soon have disappeared!
So it’s pass around the brandy bottle ho!
Another round on me!
And we’ll drink to those who cannot drink no more,
To old friends and family!

Give a cheer for good old Dwarvish Whiskey ho!
And good old Dwarvish beer!
There’s no taste of home that’s half as welcome
As good old Dwarf-brewed mead!
You can keep your magic Elvish cordials,
And stick ‘em up your bum,
For it’s whiskey, brandy, mead and beer and gin,
Til my drinking days are done!

Sheet music is available here for download 🙂

https://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/determamfidd/129527211138/tumblr_nuzxigpvlj1sw5sha?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio
https://determamfidd.tumblr.com/post/129527211138/audio_player_iframe/determamfidd/tumblr_nuzxigpvlj1sw5sha?audio_file=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fdetermamfidd%2F129527211138%2Ftumblr_nuzxigpvlj1sw5sha

fishfingersandscarves:

HOLY SHIT GUYS I WROTE A SONG!!!! Inspired by Sansukh by the lovely determamfidd also i think i wrote this in like 5 days?????/ idk,,i have actual cords for this on my piano and im just rlly proud that i ACTUALLY WROTE A SONG!!!! LYRICS:

Pass the weary bottle, ho!
Down to mine, and work I go
Axe and sword and shield I know
Down far in my mountain home

Mine for gems and work all day
Never time to sit and lay
Rock and stone and gem and jewel
In the mountain icy cool

Erebor are where lords rest
Arkenstone on our king’s breast
Durin will return someday
By the sun, ere break of day

Erebor my mighty home
Where strong dwarrow yet do roam
Iron Hills and Ered Luin
We will return home again

:KSJGDljssjfalsgadfhaslaskjdfa;skjd

AHHH FISHYYYY

(you make me want to record my drinking song now, lol)

THIS IS SO MUCH FUN OMFG – I WANT THE SHEET MUSIC YESTERDAY 

thank you thank you thank YOUUUUUU

Does Thorin know about the guilt Thror feels about everything?

Oh yes. He sure does. In fact, it is one of the first things he hears when waking up in the Halls:

“Oh, it’s Thrór all over again, someone stop him,” groaned Frís. “We’re going to drown in the combined guilt of the Line of Durin before we ever lay a stone of Arda Remade.”

Thorin knows about it, even though he doesn’t agree with it.

His grandfather was a great Dwarf, who rebuilt the abandoned Erebor and made her glorious and strong and celebrated in song all over the North. That is still true, will always be true.

Why should his grandfather be held responsible for matters entirely outside his control? For the actions of a dragon?* Why should he continue to punish himself endlessly for things he could not prevent? 

Then Thorin would warm to his subject, no doubt, his voice growing stronger and full of conviction. Why is it Thror’s fault that he was sick? After all, nobody is told ‘your physical illness is entirely of your own doing, and you welcomed it into your body’. Why should Thror be treated differently for an illness of the mind?

Thorin can’t see the irony in this attitude until a great deal later 😉

*don’t get me started on people blaming Dwarves for the violence of other INTELLIGENT creatures (*coughsSMAUG AND THE BALROGcough*)