Tag: dwarves

Hey dets, just wondering really quick. Some dwarves at a pretty young age seem to have a good idea of which gender(s), if any, they are attracted to (I’m thinking of the young dwarrow that had a crush on Gimli at the beginning). If those dwarrows have a One, will their One be of the gender(s) they are attracted to? Or could it possibly be that all dwarves are pansexual/romantic, excluding dwarves like Dori, who are asexual/aromantic?

No predestined soul-mates, sorry! I couldn’t ignore the whole no-choices/no-free-will aspect of them. Dwarves fall in love ONCE, and that is why I refer to their love as a ‘One’ – no divinely intended partners here. If a Dwarf is in a position where they feel they have to walk away and perhaps find love elsewhere, they can.

Ahahahaha, darling little Alfur and his crush on Gimli. Alfur is as bi as they come, btw. He ends up married to a Dwarrowdam named Geri (hard G, btw, like ‘garden’ – not to be confused with Jeri!)

So the gender of the person the Dwarf is attracted to/falls in love with is an aspect of their sexuality, just as for anybody in our world. Some Dwarves know their sexuality early, some take more time to figure it out. 

If it’s not spoilers, what sort of courting gifts does Bomfris give Thorin 3? Because her main “craft” seems to be working with the ravens? Like, does she give him woodworking things? Or maybe food?

balinisballin:

determamfidd:

Not a spoiler, nope! 

Okay, v briefly, here is the ‘Meet a Dwarrowdam’ bio for Bomfris

Bomfrís daughter of Alrís

Bomfrís is the eighth child of Bombur and Alrís (the entire list, in order, is: Barís Crystaltongue, Barum, Barur Stonebelly, Bomfur, Bolrur,Bofrur, Alfur, Bomfrís, Alrur, Alfrís,
Bibur and Albur) and the middle
daughter of three. Her hair is the light ginger of her father, but she
resembles her mother otherwise, with her large brown eyes and merry smile.
Growing up she was often solitary by choice, as she felt ignored and swamped by
her horde of siblings, and eclipsed by the musical talent of her famous eldest
sister Barís and cooking abilities of her older brother Barur. She grew to
enjoy her solitude and freedom, and often roamed beyond Erebor to be beneath
the sky. She befriended the ravens of the Mountain, and is one of the Dwarrows who tends to them. She first took up the bow, an unpopular weapon
amongst Dwarves, when she was small and saw the noted knife-thrower and archer
Mizim daughter of Ilga (mother of Gimrís and Gimli Elf-Friend, wife of Glóin)
bringing down a great horned owl that threatened the ravens’ nests. She then
begged Mizim to teach her. Her skill was not at first apparent, but she worked
hard until she improved. Eventually she outstripped her mentor to become the
finest shot in Erebor, and leader of the small group of archers in the
Ereborean army. Blunt, socially inept, often abrasive, prickly and fiery, Bomfrís is often
quick to take offense. However, she is loyal and unwavering in all her loves
and convictions, and is also likely to be the first one to come to the defence
of others.

Bomfris is an archer by ‘trade’ – and outside war-time and archery practice, she spends a lot of time out and about upon the former Desolation. Tuac will accompany her, perched on her shoulder. Bomfris will use the raven’s keener eyesight to spy out possible prey. She hunts game: deer, birds and the like, and often brings them back to her famous brother Barur Stonebelly for roasting.

One of her more uh, memorable courting gifts to her beloved, Crown Prince Thorin Stonehelm, was a whole (uncooked) stag, a massive 13-point old buck. 

She actually thumped it down onto the table before him, and beamed at him over the carcass. “For you,” she said, and wiped her sweaty forehead. “Don’t kiss me yet, though – I’m a bit rank. I stink of deer.”

Thorin was a bit wide-eyed and speechless, but he kissed her anyway ❤

(Thankfully, he was fond of venison. And those impressive antlers he attached to his helm, to bring him luck in battle.) 

DONT WEAR THINGS ON YOUR HELM IN BATTLE LAD, IT GIVES THEM SOMETHING TO AIM AT

ALSO IT TRANSLATES SHOCKS FROM STRIKES DIRECTLY ONTO YER THICK SKULL INSTEAD OF AWAY FROM YER BLASTED HEAD YE NINNY

(aha, the Stonehelm comes by his moniker honestly. Absolutely nothing will hurt his head, promise! He could probably headbutt through Erebor without getting even so much as a migraine.)

If it’s not spoilers, what sort of courting gifts does Bomfris give Thorin 3? Because her main “craft” seems to be working with the ravens? Like, does she give him woodworking things? Or maybe food?

Not a spoiler, nope! 

Okay, v briefly, here is the ‘Meet a Dwarrowdam’ bio for Bomfris

Bomfrís daughter of Alrís

Bomfrís is the eighth child of Bombur and Alrís (the entire list, in order, is: Barís Crystaltongue, Barum, Barur Stonebelly, Bomfur, Bolrur,Bofrur, Alfur, Bomfrís, Alrur, Alfrís,
Bibur and Albur) and the middle
daughter of three. Her hair is the light ginger of her father, but she
resembles her mother otherwise, with her large brown eyes and merry smile.
Growing up she was often solitary by choice, as she felt ignored and swamped by
her horde of siblings, and eclipsed by the musical talent of her famous eldest
sister Barís and cooking abilities of her older brother Barur. She grew to
enjoy her solitude and freedom, and often roamed beyond Erebor to be beneath
the sky. She befriended the ravens of the Mountain, and is one of the Dwarrows who tends to them. She first took up the bow, an unpopular weapon
amongst Dwarves, when she was small and saw the noted knife-thrower and archer
Mizim daughter of Ilga (mother of Gimrís and Gimli Elf-Friend, wife of Glóin)
bringing down a great horned owl that threatened the ravens’ nests. She then
begged Mizim to teach her. Her skill was not at first apparent, but she worked
hard until she improved. Eventually she outstripped her mentor to become the
finest shot in Erebor, and leader of the small group of archers in the
Ereborean army. Blunt, socially inept, often abrasive, prickly and fiery, Bomfrís is often
quick to take offense. However, she is loyal and unwavering in all her loves
and convictions, and is also likely to be the first one to come to the defence
of others.

Bomfris is an archer by ‘trade’ – and outside war-time and archery practice, she spends a lot of time out and about upon the former Desolation. Tuac will accompany her, perched on her shoulder. Bomfris will use the raven’s keener eyesight to spy out possible prey. She hunts game: deer, birds and the like, and often brings them back to her famous brother Barur Stonebelly for roasting.

One of her more uh, memorable courting gifts to her beloved, Crown Prince Thorin Stonehelm, was a whole (uncooked) stag, a massive 13-point old buck. 

She actually thumped it down onto the table before him, and beamed at him over the carcass. “For you,” she said, and wiped her sweaty forehead. “Don’t kiss me yet, though – I’m a bit rank. I stink of deer.”

Thorin was a bit wide-eyed and speechless, but he kissed her anyway ❤

(Thankfully, he was fond of venison. And those impressive antlers he attached to his helm, to bring him luck in battle.) 

do you have all the dwarves’ ages, and how you translate them to human years (in your own canon, i mean)? in your (wonderful, WONDERFUL) fic it’s mentioned how young poor ori is when he dies, is he in the dwarf equivalent of his twenties? thirties? what about the others (sorry if this is asking a bit much, i’m just very curious now!)

Ah, there’s a fair bit of argy-bargy about this! I’d welcome any comments. 

There’s not much in canon to go on, comparitive ages-wise. I’ve blabbed about how I am translating Dwarven ages in Sansukh here and here and here. Basically, I am going with the idea that Dwarves ‘come of age’ at 70, though they may reach physical maturity much earlier. 

Ori was around 127 (from memory?) when he died in Sansukh. He’s not a little Dwarfling any more – he’s most definitely an adult, in the prime of his years. But try telling Nori that!

(For comparison, during the Ring War, Gimli is 139.)

Bomfris/Thorin 3 is now one of my fav. Sansukh ships. They are supercute and awkward together and good for each other. I’ts nice to see that they see the best in each other even when they can’t see it in themselves.

Awww, Nonnie, I am SO happy you like them! They are so hella awkward and sweet, I love them too. 

And I’m thrilled you think them good for each other! Ha, stumbling headlong into love, that’s them.

Bomfris is such a socially-inept little firecracker, but she thinks the world of Thorin and cannot understand his self-deprecation at all. She builds him up in her blunt manner, and reassures him that he is enough, he is himself, and he is just as worthy as any other Dwarf. And Thorin is so unsure of himself, stepping into the shoes of all these titanic Kings before him (and feeling totally inadequate to do so), but he brings Bomfris into the world again, gives her real and tangible validation for who she is and what she thinks and feels. She gives him confidence, and he gives her total acceptance.

hnnngh I just. Bomfris/Thorin3 blahdeblahs, sorry, but you got me squeeing about them! I kinda love their relationship a whole lot. I’m so happy you do too. Thank you Nonnie!

evil-bones-mccoy:

you know what

i would actually be very interested in a modernised hobbit that had thorin and co. as jewish?

i mean i’ve seen gigolas fic where gimli kinda drew out the parallels between the jewish diaspora and the dwarves of erebor post-smaug’s attack but that was in a middle-earth setting

idek

i just thought it’d be interesting to see a modern!durin family that’s jewish and bilbo getting to know them (and celebrating hanukkah with little fili and kili say it with me d’awwwwwwww) and like, dis and thorin are reform and they occasionally butt up against the very orthodox balin but in the end they’re all family 

has anyone done this yet even as a side detail to a larger au because i would be interested as hell in reading it

ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE evil-bones-mccoy!

Sons of Jerusalem (Explicit) by Seashadows, wikdsushi

Going to Hillel is easier than cooking Shabbat dinner, and Theodor Derensky, Ph.D has settled into a comfortable Friday-night routine with the rest of the local Jewish community. When a confused and sleep-deprived triage nurse from Oxford stumbles in, however, everything changes.

Hilarious and clever, with clean prose and FANTASTIC dialogue. All the Dwarves are here – now and then it takes a moment to figure out which character is which, bc new names. But then it becomes natural, and you go ‘OH THAT’S DWALIN’ or “GLOOOOIN!’ There are utterly side-splitting laughs here, and a very grumpy, very gay Thorin (with a massive, loving, bickering Jewish clan) – and an utterly clueless and snappish nurse Bilbo.

This is awesome, and I am hanging out for more! 

(Modern AU: Bagginshield, Nwalin, Gigolas, other pairings to follow!)

/drags hands down face/ that site with all the khuzdul translations is great, thanks for sharing it, but i’ve been beating my head against a wall trying to get a translation for “forged in a star.” it would be something like: (she who is) forged in(side?) [a] star, right? languages, have never been my strong suit /sigh/

Oh god, I will try? I am muddling through myself, seriously. If anybody else would like to give this a shot to help a Nonnie out, feel free to join in! I’d welcome the help. Khuzdul is hard and I am a language doofus.

OKAY. Here we go. 

was/were being forged (3rd person singular feminine) = makhebebai (thanks for the heads-up, distant-glory!)

into/at/to/in (conjuction) = ni

[a] star (noun)  = thatr

(awwwww, that makes me sad – before the Khuzdul Scholar’s update, ‘star’ used to be ‘gimli’, and that’s one of the few Khuzdul words that Tolkien gave us too. Awwww. *pout*)

SO. That gives us

makhebebai ni thatr = (she who was) forged in a star.

Are there any dwarves who are not aware of their dark names? Or have difficulty accepting them? I have been working with my therapist recently on developing a sense of identity and self-value and thinking, “man, I wish I had a dark name.” Sorry to get so personal, but I find Sansukh so relevant to my own life!

Ah, Nonnie. *hugs* Good on you for getting the help you need. You’re awesome.

All dwarves are aware of their dark-names from a very young age, I think.

Absolutely, I think there would definitely be some Dwarves who have a hard time accepting theirs. For some, it could be mental illness, or a lack of certainty or self-confidence in their identity. Perhaps some of them are intimidated by that promise. Maybe some of them simply don’t like it. And for other Dwarves, that lack of acceptance could be due to their circumstances.

For instance, Thror’s dark-name is Umùhud-zaharâl. It means ‘Builder of Glory’. And it must have felt utterly impossible to live up to when he was young. He’d lost everything – his parents, his brother, his home. The young King of a houseless people, once more wandering the world looking for a place.

And then he did build glory. He re-took Erebor, and it was magnificent, a palace and a home that lived on in song. He would have felt like he was fulfilling his purpose at last. Providing for his people in peace and plenty, ensuring their protection and wealth from the smallest child to the eldest greybeard. Building glory, to live on after he had returned to stone.

And then. It was lost. Again.

His dark-name would have felt like a mockery. A cruel taunt. I think it certainly contributed to the overwhelming anger and guilt that led him into the catastrophe at Azanulbizar.

Anyway. Look after yourself, Nonnie. You don’t need a special name to tell you that you’re awesomely brave.