Tag: headcanony things

Oddly specific question… Does Bomfris have any tattoos?

YES ACTUALLY!

Bomfris has a theme. Ravens. All her ravens. Their names are actually listed down her back. 

She has Tuac’s name on the inside of her arm, and soft greyish-black wings are folded upon her sides, curving from beneath her arms along her waist, tapering in towards the small of her back – cradling that list of names.  

(She’ll always bear Tuac’s name in that special place, where she can see it every time she draws a bow – because Tuac is special. Tuac is the one who listened.)

She has no mourning-marks, as yet. But she is considering getting one high on her cheekbone… welp, it’s sort of obvious who that will be for.

*dodges pelted vegetables* 

Hi Dets, archery-anon here. So, Leggy kept missing cause he was distracted by… stuff? *ponders Helm’s Deep visuals* *winces* Poor Leggy, he’s never gonna live that down. Imagine, they’re at Erebor, the shouting’s over, Gimli speaks of their travels, mentions the contest – and Bomfris goes: “I shot more!”, Laindawar is aghast: “What were you thinking, brother!” and Thrandy pinches his nose: “Don’t answer that, son” while somewhere, far away, King Elessar feels this odd shiver… Accepted. ROFL

Bomfris would be flabbergasted. She lost to Laerophen in their little contest, after all. “Oi, didn’t you say your brother was better than you at archery?”

Laerophen would be staring at Legolas in puzzlement. “He is. I mean. Was?”

“He’s a finer shot even than I,” Laindawar would say, slowly. “Has the south sapped your skills, honeg nin?”

“He’s a bonny fighter!” Gimli would protest, ready to defend Legolas against anyone and anything. Naturally, it’s not a helpful thing to say. Legolas avoids looking at his brothers, tips his head away, mumbles something incomprehensible about Uruk-Hai and knife-work and explosives.

Thranduil would probably take one glance between the mortified, tongue-tied Legolas and the totally oblivious confused vaguely-defensive Gimli. Realisation dawns. It is followed by a GIANT SIGH OF RESIGNATION. 

Meanwhile Gloin is prouder than punch. MY LAD BEAT THE ELF AT ORC-KILLING HELL YAH OF FUCKING COURSE HE DID DWARVES RULE ELVES DROOL *high fives Dwalin*

The obvious continuation to the ask about Legolas getting a piercing: WHERE is he getting it? (I’m thinking somewhere usually covered by clothing…)

yesssss mmm yes okay then, um 

how about Gimli designs something especially for him, because a normal downstairs piercing for a Dwarf is a little… weighty for an Elf’s bits. (DWARF DESIGN TENDS TO BE P CHUNKY AFTER ALL). And so Legolas ends up with the prettiest, most delicate goddamn pieces in mithril (bc light but also unbreakable), a frenum ladder or something like that

heheheheh mithril on his bits, the shiniest most expensive trouser region in Middle Earth, snrk ‘that was a kingly gift!’ 

also Gimli would be adamant about those nipple piercings, bc Legolas has earned those, they’re a warrior’s mark and isn’t Legolas a hero DAMMIT

OK, this time the gloves are off. WHAT HAPPENS WHEN LAEROPHEN GOES OFF CARRYING COOKIES TO EREBOR AFTER AN UNINTENTIONAL LAPSE OF A YEAR OR TWO BETWEEN VISITS AND SUDDENLY REALIZES LITTLE GIMIZH IS ALL GROWN UP

*squints* Hmmmm I HAVE MY SUSPICIONS AS TO WHO THIS MIGHT BE 😉

Have to wait and see, Nonnie! 

(one thing I will say: nothing will happen immediately. To remain healthy and non-creeptastic, the relationship has to develop from an adult-child friendship to an adult-adult friendship. Though Laerophen may have some prior experience in such matters, being immortal and also so much older than his younger brother, Gimizh does not. So, yeah, if this is a shippy question, there’s not gonna be first-thing ‘oh no he’s hot’ moment, my apologies! Give him a few years!)

kooriicolada:

there’s a lot of fic where dwarves talk about adorning their lovers in jewels and precious metals but…how about more fic that’s the other way around

what about legolas talking to gimli of weaving a circlet for him out of silver birch and red maple leaves

about twining sprigs of unripe berries into his beard like wild-grown natural beads

How do you think the dwarves, both alive and in the Halls, celebrate Mother’s Day? Do they celebrate it?

goooood question.

I am not actually sure, to be honest. the current celebration known as Mother’s Day in western culture was born out of a Methodist woman’s efforts to recognise her own mother’s amazingness, according to wikipedia and history.com

I’m not sure how that ties into the whole Jewish Dwarves parallel… would anyone with more insight and experience be interested in sharing some of it? No pressure, tho.

TBH, I like that there is a Mother’s Day, but my feelings towards it are similar to the ones I hold for Valentine’s Day. It’s nice, but I don’t need a big ole day every year to tell my mother (or partner) how much I love and appreciate them. I don’t need a day for an excuse to spoil them every so often.

So yeah, with my own personal preferences stated, I like to think that (in Sansukh, anyway) someone as effusively affectionate as Gimli would be all about the spontaneous offering of affection towards Mizim. “I made this comb for you, just because I love you.” “Here’s a cup of tea, Amad.” “I made dinner! It’s only a little burnt!”

He wouldn’t need a day to tell him to do that 🙂

culturalrebel:

determamfidd:

sansael:

Shout out to @determamfidd, because I’ve been planning on catching up with Sansukh for quiet a some time already (I have commintemment problems okay), but now I hear the ends of tails that Dis wil die soon, and… I haven’t even read the fic in over a year… and I’m a wreck already…

WHOA NO NO NO 

others have been speculating about Dis a lot over the last few days, is all!!! I can hand-on-heart say that I have no plans for Dis to cark it any time real soon. There’s things she has to see and do first. 

She stops wasting time on tears.

She lives another fifty years.

It’s not enough.

I would just like everyone to see and appreciate the incredible wit and cruelty of @culturalrebel