(one day, evil dwarves will come from someplace other than the Iron Hills – I can dream…)
Thanks, Sparkle *hugs* Hey Nonnie – check it out!
(one day, evil dwarves will come from someplace other than the Iron Hills – I can dream…)
Thanks, Sparkle *hugs* Hey Nonnie – check it out!
Right so this isn’t the other thing I mentioned, but last night one of determamfidd ‘s many headcanons bit me and I wrote a Thing. Obviously this is related to Sansukh.
Alrís Was Poor
OH FAE
FAE IT IS BEAUTIFUL IT IS UTTER PERFECTION
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOUUUUU!
Chapter 16; escaping Mirkwood and arriving in Laketown
For poplitealqueen and all mixed race people who get shit everyday from outside and inside fandom. We are beautiful and powerful and our cultures are within us, as well as outside of us. Let’s write about awesome mixed race dwarves being proudly mixed race as fuck! Btw the character Ojal is pop so.
ALSO YOU WILL UNDERSTAND THE PUNCHLINE IF YOU READ MY PREVIOUS FICS JSYK
It was customary, after the birth of an Eastern Dwarven child outside of the Orocarni, for the parents to make that journey with them as soon as was comfortable – back to the mountains that they would always call ‘home’ in their hearts. Khalei and Jeri’s bright star had been born in late Winter, and they both decided that they would wait for the mighty rivers that would bear them across Rhun to thaw, and for the child to settle into life in the safety and warmth of Erebor.
“You may yet have that chance,” Tauriel said, very close and Kili opened his eyes. “Not all agree with the decision of the King, and believe that your quest–the destruction of the dragon, is our fight as well. Most of the kingdom will be at the feast, and you may need to act quickly. Be prepared.”
***
“Quit hogging the boy,” Oin said, far too loud. He had his horn back, miracles of miracles, and it looked as if someone with no little skill had taken tool to it to finally hammer out the damage inflicted by the goblins. He pulled Gimli into a tight hug. “I knew you’d make our way back to us,” Oin said. “All the signs point to our victory.”
***
And there, atop the tallest tower, a Dwarvish windlance–a broken memorial to the destruction of the wrath of dragons.
Laketown was exactly that–a town built on Long Lake. Several man-made islands carried carious houses that pitched and tilted with the sway of the water. The roads were waterways, lined with footpaths and crossed by the occasional bridge. The whole town seemed to stink of poverty and fish.
A follow-up fic to What happens in the weapons room
A
few months after Akhsan and Khalei’s arrival at Erebor, a lot of
things have happened. For one thing, Jeri is now in a relationship
after a game of spin the bottle, and a Middle-Earth famous warlord
will not stop comparing them to a vegetable. So Jeri was slightly
relieved to be entrusted in a scouting mission to the edges of the
Sea of Rhun. Less relieved that he had Akhsan solely for company.For determamfidd and poplitealqueen
It
had been a long two months for Jeri. For good reasons – no,
amazing, brilliant reasons, and for slightly weirder ones.Two
months since Akhsan’s arrival, which had led to two months of Orla
creeping around, glaring at any dwarf under her command who even
looked in the direction of the visiting dwarven legend. Whisperings
and excitement had raged through Erebor’s military, and Jeri, much to
their exasperation, had found little notes tacked to the elite guard
barracks – Alvira loves Akhsan for ever.
*gibbers excitedly*
AHHHH
the food fight! Gimizh you are dead for trying to stuff a carrot in Dori’s ear. The mention of Beri and Genild WOOOT. Ahksan, you are my new dwarf crush, ilu, you fab hottie. JERIIIIIII *weeps* oh baby, you are amazing, you’ve already come so far, you are so so YOUNG, you have all the time in the world. I adore their heart-to-heart! YOU TELL THEM, AHKSAN.
ALSO THAT ENDING HOLY HECKa;siuerylaieugflasjkdgfalhd
i love it, Jade, thank you THANK YOU SO MUCH
(khalei/jeri otp oh yus)
I’ve never written anything like this before, something that is public and visible to anyone. So I’m a bit scared. I wrote this to fit into the Sansûkh-storyline, taking place a day or two after the Pyre of Denethor, though I guess it could happen both later and earlier than that.
I own none of these characters.
OH THRAIN
OH NARVI
OHHHHHHHH HIPPO i love itttt
thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU!!
FINALLY, an Ouroboros update!
King Dain is captured by orcs and Thranduil is quickly losing his cool.
Ouroboros – Chapter 6 – grimcognito – The Hobbit (Jackson movies) [Archive of Our Own]
They had been married for over forty years and together for longer, and at 68 Gimli still stared at his husband sometimes with puzzlement and amazement. This man loved him.
(Cutesy old!Gigolas because who doesn’t need this in their lives?? Modern!Au)
I wrote this for the awesome poplitealqueen who requested Old Gigolas (also thought you might like this oh mighty Queen determamfidd – especially as I borrowed Mizim, I’m sorry I can’t stay away from your wonderful characters)
AUGH BATTLEPIG THIS IS LIKE A WARM COMFY BLANKIE FOR THE SOUL I LOVE ITTTT
A (sappy) Love Story – applepieisworthit – Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]