Silly headcanon: Fris got different weird food cravings for each of her pregnancies. During Thorin’s, Thrain was like, “why are you eating jam-covered creampuffs and eggs at 2 am, dear?”, but by the time she was expecting Dis, Thrain was all, “sure I’ll try some pickle-and-maple-syrup-with-raspberries.”

ppppffffffthahahaha poor Fris! 

personal blah ahoy: Golly, that is one bullet I am so glad to have dodged during my pregnancy. I didn’t crave weird stuff (apart from the occasional Bunnings sausage sizzle, but that’s EVERYONE tbh) – I had almost the opposite problem, where I ate barely anything bc it all smelled so BAD. 

Gimris totally makes pretty ornaments -snowflakes and icicles and little statues and stuff you put a candle behind to shine a light through and make a picture. (Thror gets a little sad when he follows Wee Thorin into Gimizh’s family home and sees this – his dad used to do the same thing in the Grey Mountains when he was a kid).

aaaaaaand my reaction goes as follows, Nonnie!

First part:

And the second part (in brackets):

AUGH THROR AUGH GIMRIS AUGH NONNIE

So I looked at that piercing/braiding/dyes post you linked in response to the other ask and I noticed that diplomats can get tongue piercings. Does that mean Gimli’s gonna end up with a tongue piercing in his future? (And if so, does Legolas enjoy smooching with it?)

Yesssssssss that is indeed something that I intend to have happen, well spotted Nonnie! Poets and diplomats and the like – and of course, Gimli is both! 

Legolas would be quite taken-aback at first. I doubt he would be aware that tongue piercings are even a thing. Then I suspect he would become very very fond of it, playing with it during kisses, the hard roll of the bead as Gimli laves his way over his skin and [insert smutty headcanon here if desired]

…oh dang I think I just got inspired for the next smutty Sansukh side-fic. Thank you so much, Nonnie!!

So Genild and Beri probably great-aunt a lot of little spdwarf kiddos who don’t have a lot of older relatives. Beri misses dealing with kids, and Genild likes their enthusiasm. This is also why Jeri is so good at making rock candy -it’s one of their more regular contributions to their “little cousins” along with piggyback rides.

LOL! This is freaking adorable Nonnie! I fully believe that Beri would deal with the itty bitty slightly-gloopy-and-sticky ones, whereas Genild is much more comfortable when they are a little older (and can feed themselves and use the bathroom, for example). Genild is not a small-children person! 

Jeri would be all about those kiddies, hells yes. (Jeri LOVES KIDS, Jeri has a soft and gooey nougat centre, they do!) 

Do you have any Sansukh dwarf piercing headcanons? Like, about specific dwarves, or what different social/cultural groups might have. (mental image of all the inter-cultural groups discovering different piercing stuff. Hrera is SO DONE. )

Ooooh, I’ve written something about this before, Nonnie! I really like the fanon idea of having braids and dyes and piercings and tattoos to declare different things about the individual Dwarf (or not, as they prefer). 

I really, REALLY like the whole body-mod Dwarves thing 🙂

Gimizh asking ALL the questions about Oin and it’s generally sad and awkward for everyone.

OUCH, NONNIE.

because Gimli will be coming home with the Book of Mazarbul. And ofc everyone will finally find out why the Moria colony has been silent, and that they’re dead, all of them. How they died twenty years ago, and nobody knew.

And Dori and Gloin and Dwalin will be mourning, and their families too, and Gimli, who has had time to come to terms with this (well, a bit, in-between fighting for his life/running across Middle-Earth/falling in love with dumb Elves) will hear a small voice pipe up with, “Who’s Oin?”

And oh, the look on Gloin’s face would hurt. Because Gimizh will never know the clever, funny, generous, boisterous, gruff old fellow who taught Gimli how to walk in a mine, how to play a jug, how to dress and clean a wound in the field.

Gimizh will never know the person who inspired his mother to become a healer.

(aaaaand on that note, Balin son of Dwalin will never meet the Dwarf he is named for. ohgod oh ouch)

AUGH. It’s too early for these feels, Nonnie.

MunDain Headcanon: Dain tried eyebrow piercings once. It didn’t work out too well. Thorin fell off his chair laughing when Dain wrote him about it.

PPPPPFFFFFFFt. Sort of fits in with Yours Faithfully, I guess, but I am imagining a letter beginning ‘Dear Posh Git’ and finishing with ‘and if you mention it to Dwalin, I will flick you around the ear.’

And the reply would be addressed to ‘Dear Simple Rustic, thank you for the laugh, it was much needed. But you do know that the ring traditionally goes through a pig’s nose…’