Non-binary Tolkien Fic Recs

lgbtplusrecs:

In celebration of Bilbo and Frodo’s birthday, I’ve made a list of Tolkien fic recs. Non-binary characters can be quite hard to find in this fandom (or in general tbh) so a list of all the Tolkien fics I know that feature nb characters seemed like a useful and good thing to do. I get massively excited whenever I come across nb characters in fic, so hopefully this list will allow others to share in my excitement!

If you know of any other awesome Tolkien fics with nb characters please tell me about them so they can be added to the list – especially if you know any Silmarillion fics with nb characters because they’re really hard to find!

Sansûkh by determamfidd: “In which recovery takes time, the dead members of the Company take to watching Gimli as though he’s a soap opera, the living struggle with being left behind, Legolas is confused, Khuzdul is abused, and Thorin is four feet and ten inches of guilt and anger.” (I didn’t assign this to a specific book because it kind of defies categorisation. Also it’s glorious and if you haven’t read it by now you definitely should!)

The Hobbit

Whoever you’ll be when the sun rises by lloydsglasses (I decided to get the shameless self-promotion out of the way early): “It was at this point that Thorin belatedly realised that LGBT+ doesn’t just mean gay. He wasn’t entirely sure what the ‘T’ or the ‘+’ entailed but he was starting to think that Bilbo might come under one of them. “This is probably one of those things I should google, isn’t it?” he asked.” Sequel

Running by donniedont: “Kili spends large portions of life trying to figure out what dwarves do when they find themselves identifying with multiple genders.”

Rice Wine by rabbitinthewoods: “Haruna likes asking questions, and seems to believe that Bilbo has all the answers. Except he doesn’t; he doesn’t know what crops to put on his new terraces, he doesn’t know how to get more apprentices and he certainly doesn’t know how to deal with Thorin.Things are still strained between them, and Bilbo is trying to bury his old feelings and affections in exchange for some kind of bearable civility. Except Thorin doesn’t even seem to want him in the mountain, let alone be his friend.”

Dwarf Women Go Bearded by psyche_girl: “This is the story of Lady Dís, Dwarf-woman. This is the story of an impossible thing.” I’ve included this because it’s set in a universe where Dwarven concepts of gender are different so, even though no characters explcitly identify as non-binary or something similar, I thought it might be of interest.

Please Give Up – orphaned account: “People keep trying to court Ori. Ze wish they’d stop.”

Two-Self by allofthefandoms: “Dàmish. Two-selves. It’s an odd term, Ori decides, for an odd occurrence among dwarves. Due to the fact that only one out of every three dwarf men will find a woman to wed, the practice of male marriage is not uncommon, and is generally as well accepted as any other sort of bond. However, that’s not what Ori feels, at least not entirely.”

someday they’ll sing stories, but they won’t be of you by EatThem: “Thorin is fridged so his sister can take his place in the narrative, or, Queen Dís Oakenshield & Company (& Bilba) go on a quest to reclaim Erebor. Dís is twice as short-sighted and hostile and arrogant as her dearly-departed brother (and gets herself killed in the same quasi-tragic way) because women have the same right to character flaws.

NB!Ori AU Series by MiljaTheFailcat: “Ori, a nonbinary art major (with a minor in English) gets an assignment to draw six portraits of six people. They have their two brothers, Fili, Kili and Gimli. But that’s just five. They need a sixth model.”

The Lord of the Rings

Immo by MirandaTam: “Bigender Arwen, growing up in Rivendell. (The twins exchange exasperated looks, but don’t press the point. Arwen grins to herself and raises her sword.)”

Blessed by ilfirin_estel: “The fic where Éowyn finds Éomer brooding in the middle of the night and they talk about things, including Théodred, the Pelennor, Éowyn’s gender, and Faramir.”

The Stonework was Admirable by Culumacilinte: “‘Whatever I understand, I know that you have won renown and glory on the field, and shown yourself to be mighty in arms, and fearless, and fair. And I know that you are a lady of great heart, and that it is softer than you have made it. And that I would not for my life have you made less than you are. And I would wed you, and live with you in peace, as Éowyn, or Dernhelm, or whoever you wish. And what I do not yet understand, I will learn, and gladly.’”

Only Shooting Stars by Snow_Glows_Blue: “Gimli is not nearly as prepared as he thinks he is to meet the son of Thranduil. He has heard the stories, of a charming, manipulative princeling who takes after his father. Well. They’re halfway there…”

The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth

Nauca by Morgyn Leri: “Durin with a trio of avari before the First Age of the Sun.”

Ahhh, thank you!

dain-mothafocka:

“Hello, little one,” Jeri muttered for the seventh time, cradling the tiny dwarf infant in their arms. 

As they gazed down at the bundle that was their newborn child, Jeri thought they were almost close to collapsing with emotion and exhaustion. However, they did have the capacity to wonder over a few things. One was that their child – their child (and thinking about this almost set Jeri off blubbing again; they thought they were over the worst of it now) – was so impossibly small. They surely couldn’t have been that small when they were born. 

Another was how utterly beautiful they were. Of course, Jeri had scoffed whenever anyone brought up the mix that they would have Khalei’s good looks – but even so, their child was perfect in every way conceivable – a miniature version of Khalei’s bow mouth, coupled with Jeri’s nose and a hint of warm, golden sunshine in their cheeks. Jeri couldn’t help but sit on the edge of the bed and bury their nose in their tiny hat, tears running into their beard again. 

He felt their sanmelek take their hand in theirs, and Jeri looked up to find the same dazed expression on their face, before they gently leaned in for a kiss. 

“You are incredible, ghivasha,” they murmured.

sakdjfgalshdgfaksjdgfakjshgdfakjdhfal!!! 

JADE. JADE. I AM DYING HERE. I AM GOING TO TURN INTO A CLOUD OF SUGAR BUTTERFLIES AND THEN MELT. YOU KNOW FLUFF IS MY WEAKNESS, JADE. 

*croons* ohhhh teeenyyyy dwarf buubbbaaaaaaa…!  newborns are SO SO SO TINY it is terrifying i stg

Thank you THANK YOU *clutches drabble and rocks it gently* AHHH THANK YOU

dain-mothafocka:

Jeri stood up and took
a deep breath, trying in vain to stop a grin spreading over their
cheeks too much – they didn’t want to give it away. Genild and Beri
were sitting with their hands clasped in their laps and looking at
their child expectantly; Jeri could tell their amad was annoyed at
being made to wait. Ever since they had informed both of them that
they had some news to tell that evening, Jeri had been unable to
concentrate at work, willing time to speed up until past dinnertime.

“Spit it out!”
Genild exclaimed, almost falling off the end of the chair.

It wasn’t staying
hidden for very much longer.

“How would you both
feel,” they began, “about being grandmothers?”

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

Jade I am squealing like an idiot at the screen, AHHHH GENILD, BERI, GRANNIES BABY AHHHHHH

Thank you so so much!!

Conversations in the Wild. Sansukh fanfic. Jeri/OC, OC

dain-mothafocka:

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.

Keep reading

*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)