[THORIN IN THE HALLS OF EREBOR]

In the eye of a hurricane, there is quiet.

For just a moment…a yellow sky.

I was young when dragonfire took all we’d earned.

But I didn’t burn

….I couldn’t seem to die.

I fought my way out.

Fought ev’ryone, far as I could see

I fought my way out.

I looked down and the kingdom had its eyes on me.

We passed from town to town.

And sometimes, strangers moved to kindness

By our story

Raised enough for us to book passage on a ship

Ered Luin-bound.

[RAP]

I fought my way out of hell.

I fought my way through strife and struggle

To keep our heritage away from death’s knells.

I fought the Pale Orc!

With a shield until he fell!

I fought against our enemies and defended us well!

And in the face of ignorance and resistance

I brought that ancient prophecy into existence!

And when my prayers to Mahal were met with indifference

I picked up a sword, and fought for our deliverance!

In the eye of a hurricane, there is quiet!

For just a moment…a yellow sky.

I was young when my brother died.

He was holding me.

In Khazad-dum, he was holding me…

….I couldn’t seem to die.

[BALIN]

Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it.

[THORIN]

…I’ll fight my way out.

[COMPANY]

Wait for it, wait for it-

[THORIN]

I’ll fight everyone, far as I can see! *grabs Bilbo*

[COMPANY]

History has its eyeees-

[THORIN]

I’ll fight my way out!

Overwhelm them with authority!

*dangles Bilbo over the battlements*

This is the eye of the hurricane!

This is the only way I can protect my legacy!

[COMPANY]

Wait for iT, wait for it, wait for it, wait!

Swords and Pigs

theoneandonlyzoe:

Thanks to culturalrebel for letting me bounce off her lyrics to make this!

How does a ragtag volunteer comp’ny in need of a shower
Somehow withstand two diff’rent superpowers?
How do we emerge victorious from the quagmire
Leave the battlefield alive, screamin’ Baruk Khazad! higher?
Yo! Turns out we have a secret weapon.
The cousin Thorin knows and loves who’s unafraid to step in
He’s constantly confusin’ confoundin’ the orcish war force
Everyone give it up for the Iron Hills’ favorite fighting Dwarf-Lord!
(Ironfoot!)
I’m taking this pig by the reins
Makin’ pale orcs black with bloodstains
(Ironfoot!)
And I’m never gonna stop until I make ‘em drop and burn ‘em up and scatter the remains, I’m
Ironfoot!
I get a call for more swords
I ride forth with more dwarves
And pigs
And so the balance shifts
We rendezvous with ol’ Tharkun, consolidate this shit
We can end this war before it starts, cut it off at speed, but
For this to succeed
There is someone else we need – my friend
Oakenshield!
Well, he knows what to do in a pinch
Ingenuitive and fluent and swift, I mean
Oakenshield!
Well you’re gonna have to help him eventually – what we gonna do on the bench, I mean?
Oakenshield!
No one has his resilience, though lacking in practical tactical brilliance!

You wanna fight for your land back?
Get your arms and fight back!
You gotta get your arms and fight back!
I mean you gotta put some thought into you your letters
But the sooner the better
You get your arms and fight back!

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

theoneandonlyzoe:

Happy birthday Dets! You’re a huge blessing in my life and I wish you and your family all the best.

SWEET MERCIFUL SHITBISCUITS

THIS IS AMAZING

AMAAAAZING

GOOD GRAVY, YOU’RE JUST AS FAST AS DAVEED DIGGS…!!!!!! LSJGFSDHGAJALSHDG

I LOVE IT i love it i love it i love it so so much I LOVE IT THANK YOU SO SO MUCH i loooooove it i LOVE IT

everybody give it up for all Erebor’s FAV-RITE! IRON! HILLS! DWARF!

and you WROTE THE OAKENSHIELD rap…!!!! you’re a goddamn genius, @culturalrebel LOOK LOOK LOOK!

*tacklehugs and blubbers all over Zoe* THANK YOU. SO MUCH. THIS IS AMAZING.

(also, you are kriffing gorgeous, how did I never realise I was friends with such a STUNNINGLY BEAUTIFUL PERSON)

How does a ragtag, battle of five armies outside bet, somehow turn around, go on to give as good as they get, how do they emerge victorious from the dragonfire, leave the battlefield one massive orcish funeral pyre? Turns out, Thorin has a badass cousin, he rides in, every minute slays a dozen, he’s constantly breaking and beating the orcish war hordes, ERRYBODY GIVE IT UP FOR ALL EREBOR’S FAVOURITE IRON HILLS DWARF! IRONFOOT!

OH MY GOD THIS IS PERFECTION ITSELF

*standing ovation* 

(okay but Dis with Angelica’s part in The Reynolds Pamphlet and facing Thorin’s grave while raw with grief and fury)

[DIS]

I knew my children like I know my mind…

You could never find Dwarves so devoted and so blind!

I loved my children more than anything in this life!

And I chose their happiness over mine every time!

Put what we had aside!

Damn this Mountain and our pride!

You could never be satisfied!

Thorin, are you satisfied?!