headcanon: The entire Line of Durin are massive sleepy snugglers. Just. Cuddleglompers supreme. Their spouses deal with this on various points along the amused-exasperated scale. (Thror’s small mountain of pillows isn’t unusual for unmarried Durin peeps, whatever their romantic/sexy preferences)

ljasgfjalsdakjdkfadjgsfhsjdhgfkajh ADORABLE.

(now I am imagining the whole Company taking turns to be cuddle-buddy to Thorin, Fili, Kili, Dwalin, Oin, Balin and Gloin on their journey. Help.)

(Bombur and Dori are the best to cuddle.)

(Nori is the worst. Restless sleeper made entirely of pointy elbows.)

(Bifur is a cuddler as well – of the strangling-vine variety. Good luck untangling yourself)

(Kili has been known to drool.)

(Gloin snores. Loudly. But it’s actually rather comfortable, like a purring cat. Also: very warm, thanks to epic beard. It’s like a built-in blanket.)

(And Dwalin talks in his sleep.)

Hi Dets! Just a thought on the use of khuzdul in Sansukh: Thorin et al, and the dead dwarves in particular, speak the pre-dragon version of Khuzdul. But with the recolonisation of Erebor, mixing Ered Luin and Iron Hill dwarves, who probably spoke their own regional variants, the language changed. Perhaps Wee Thorin et al speak a post-dragon Khuzdul, where bunnel isn’t a funny word but an endearment. Voila, problem of suddenly changing languages solved. Tolkien might even approve. :-)

Aha! Good idea, Nonnie!

https://a.tumblr.com/tumblr_nmlxo1rYob1r7lkpdo1.mp3?plead=please-dont-download-this-or-our-lawyers-wont-let-us-host-audio
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nukkelapsi:

A Finnish fandub for Determamfidd’s “The Iron Hills for Me”- song, from her absolutely fantastic fic Sansukh

Translation in Finnish / Literal meaning of translation

Ei linnaa koti mun muistuta / My home doesn’t resemble a castle
Ei
aarteita hältä löydy / She doesn’t have any treasures
Ei historian kirjoissa mainintaa /
(there’s) nothing (about her) in historical texts
Ei sankareita hällä / She doesn’t have heroes

Ei kotini sua säväytä / You’re not
impressed with my home

kai pidät köyhänä häntä / You
probably think she’s poor

Mut rikkaudet sut pettää ain / But
treasures will always betray you
Mut uskollinen on rauta / But iron is loyal

Voi vie mut luo jalohaukkojen /
Oh take me to be with falcons

Ja mis tuuli vuorilla ulvoo /
And where the wind howls on the mountains

Mis lail’ veren vedet virtaa / Where water flows like
blood
Putouksissa huimaavissa
/ In dizzying falls

 Koti mun se raskas vapaa on / My
home is hard and free
Ja lailla leijonan
villi / And (it’s) wild like a lion
ei hällä kultaa antaa oo / She doesn’t have any gold to
give
Syömmensä kova kuin rauta /
Her heart is hard like iron

kaukana kotini mun on / My home is far
away

mua ahjoni jo kutsuu / My hearth already
calls for me

pajain unholassa kylmään jää /
My forge gets cold forgotten
ennen
työ siellä raikuen kaikui / (the sound of) work sounded loudly
before

Voi kaipaan huomaan auringon /
Oh I long to be in the embrace of sun
missä joet ne kovaa pauhaa / where rivers rumble
loudly
missä multa
maan on punaista / Where the dirt of the earth is red
Ja missä sää mua kauhistuttaa / And
where the weather horrifies me

Aarteita linnoja löytäkää / Find
treasures and castles

Suuremmat ne meitä käskee / The greater
ones order us

Ja jokaisella käskynannolla / And
during every command
Rukoilemme
selviytyvämme / We pray to make it out alive

Pian rummut soivat uudestaan / Soon the
drums will sound again
Ja
marssimme kuin karja / And we march like cattle
Ylhäiset vertamme vaativat / The highest demand
our blood
Puolestaan vuodattamaan /
(to) bleed/spill for them

Voi mä suunnan käännän
pohjoiseen / Oh I turn my heading to north

Ei vaistoni petä koskaan / My sense won’t
ever betray me

En turhaan etsi uudelleen / I won’t
search again in vain
Sillä
kotini siellä on! / Since that’s where my home is

Voi kaipaan ruostetaivaita / Oh I
miss the rusty skies
Hänen villiä
kauneuttaan /  Her wild beauty
hänet näen kun silmät ummistan / I see her when I squeeze my
eyes shut /
Minun Rautavuoreni! / My Iron Hills!

BUT WHAT IF Erebor was actually a volcano and that’s the real reason why Smaug wanted it for himself because it’s sooooo warm and he’s embarrassed to say so because he doesn’t want everyone to know that he’s basically just a giant cat. But he still killed all those dwarves and took their home so OF COURSE there will be other dwarves who’ll want to take it back jfc Smaug, I thought you had common sense. (mahal’s balls, that was lame. i’m so sorry, please ignore me)

LOLOLOL, awwww Nonnie! 

In which case, I admire the extreme ballsiness of Dwarves, for settling in a volcano in the first place!!

does this make Smaug the equivalent of the cat who sleeps on the laptop

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flamesburnonthemountainside:

Thrain is utterly confused by Dain – for you determamfidd

INEXPLICABLE PIGS

I LOVE ITTTTT!

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So what happens to dwarfs who find their One, but they aren’t their One’s One (wow that was awkward phrasing)? Better question, What happens when a dwarf learns they are some one’s One, but they don’t love them the same, ore already have a One. I’m p sure threesomes are out with how jealous dwarves are… I could just see that tearing someone apart though, knowing they are loved and essentially dooming the other to a life of solitude…

From the LOTR Appendices (dang they are bloody handy)

For Dwarves
take only one wife or husband each in their lives, and are jealous, as in all matters of
their rights. The number of dwarf-men that marry is actually less than one-third. For
not all the women take husbands: some desire none; some desire one that they
cannot get, and so will have no other. As for the men, very many also do not desire
marriage, being engrossed in their crafts.”

So, if we ignore the gendering of Dwarves here, you can assume that if a Dwarf wants someone who cannot or will not return their affection, they will have no other (which really sucks, tbh – Tolkien you are a meanie.)

Gimli was actually preparing to do this. He was ready to devote his life to the axe because he couldn’t have Legolas – or so he thought. 

Nobly-meant, self-sacrificing, dramatic and stupid gestures really run in the Line of Durin, I guess!