Tag: hobbits

i don’t know if this has been asked already, but i’m curious: has sansukh!thorin ever heard about the hobbits’ origin lore (stoors, harfoots, fallohides, migration over the misty mountains, etc)? do you think he’d find it interesting at all?

Heck yeah he has! Mr ‘I know the flower-language of the Shire and the names of all your cousins’ has been sticking his overly-large nose into Hobbit business for nearly 80 years, after all. He has heard all the theories: the offshoot of the race of Men, the migration and the Gladden Fields, the three families of the Hobbits and their traditional friendships with the other free races of Middle-Earth.

He found it very interesting indeed. It made him wrinkle his nose to discover that there was such a very strong Fallohide influence in Bilbo’s mother’s family (he had been rooting for the Harfoots, naturally – those Hobbits who got on best with Dwarves). He was humbled to find that these little people, whom he had assumed had never known homelessness or loss, had in fact been homeless for centuries before finding and settling the Shire with the approval of the King in Fornost. 

And naturally it was about Bilbo – and learning about Bilbo was never dull. 

I have a very silly headcanon that Gimli and Legolas have spent so much time with the hobbits after the war that they start having tea time together even when it’s just the two of them. If Legolas is visiting Gimli, then tea is accompanied by big chunks of apple cake, cinnamon buns, sugar cookies and lots of thick whipped cream. If Gimli is visiting Legolas, then the food is all cream puffs and almond tuiles and meringues. It’s turned into a friendly contest of who can serve the best dessert.

YUM

NOW I AM RAVENOUS.

Also, now I am imagining them both separately pestering Sam for cooking lessons. Legolas burns himself on melted sugar (and can’t wash it off the pot). Gimli ends up setting the kitchen on fire. Rosie bans all cooking lessons forevermore. Frodo slips them his great-aunt’s cookbook with a wink. 

AWWWWWWW.

bombur having so many kids rlly opens up the possibility of maybe hobbit ancestry somewhere i was just thinking abt how he and his wife could possibly have so many children then i remembered hobbits have 49875398 kids soooo

HOBBIT BOMBUR EXPLAINS SO MUCH THO. 

(Oh! You just reminded me, Nonnie – one of my favourite bits of canon is that Belladonna Took? Was the ninth of 12 children! Bilbo had a whole army of aunts and uncles. Bombur would have fitted in perfectly in the Shire 🙂

csocscsirke:

lion of the shire

That is incredible! He is amazing – the details and colours, the flowers, the lighting and shading – this is just BEAUTIFUL (and brown Sam! YESSSS my forever headcanon, that one!) 

And I am so touched you like the little title I had Thorin bestow on him ❤

Tbh

poplitealqueen:

I love the idea of eloquent dwarves.

I love the idea of these stout, hairy, dirt-under-their-nails people writing the most beautiful poetry; singing the loveliest songs; being the floweriest mofos to ever pop out of the ground.

And I can’t stand when people say it’s not proper to have them like that simply for being dwarves. That’s wrong. So wrong. Because there’s so much diversity, in this world and fantasy ones.

Why should all dwarves be lumped together as vulgar, ineloquent beasts?

Why should all elves be pristine, clean, and graceful?

Why should all hobbits be scared, weak, and uneducated about the outside world?

Great stories are made from bending the ideas that have been laid out before, not sticking to them like bugs to flypaper.

“And, Legolas, when the torches are kindled and men walk on the sandy floors under the echoing domes, ah! then Legolas, gems and crystals and veins of precious ore glint in the polished walls; and the light flows through folded marbles, shell-like, translucent as the living hands of Queen Galadriel. There are columns of white and saffron and dawn-rose, Legolas, fluted and twisted into dreamlike forms; they spring up from many-coloured floors to meet the glistening pendants of the roof: wings, ropes, curtains fine as frozen clouds; spears, banners, pinnacles of suspended palaces! Still lakes mirror them: a glimmering world looks up from the dark pools covered with clear glass; cities, such as the mind of Durin could scarce have imagined in his sleep, stretch on through avenues and pillared courts, on into the dark recesses where no light can come. And plink! a silver drop falls, and the round wrinkles in the glass make all the towers bend and waver like weeds and corals in a grotto of the sea.”

Gimli, The Two Towers 

(the “Glittering Caves” speech is often cited as Tolkien’s most beautiful and lyrical writing ever. Hell yeah, I am down with poetic Dwarves!)

fishfingersandscarves:

And then suddenly new strength rose in him, and his voice rang out, while words of him own came unbidden to fit the simple tune.

In western lands beneath the Sun
the flowers may rise in Spring,
the trees may bud, the waters run,
the merry finches sing.
Or there maybe ‘tis cloudless night
and swaying beeches bear
the Elven-stars as jewels white
amid their branching hair.


Though here at journey’s end I lie
in darkness buried deep,
beyond all towers strong and high,
beyond all mountains steep,
above all shadows rides the Sun
and Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
nor bid the Stars farewell.

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