Tag: sansukh

All I could gain from him was that Legolas confessed to Aragorn,” Frerin said, and let his head fall back against the wall with a clunk. “The rest was mostly incoherent fury.”
“He does a good line in incoherent fury,” Fíli said after a pause.
“He always did,” Frerin agreed.

Frerin and Fili about Thorin (chp. 27)

Sansûkh by determamfidd
(AO3)
The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit – Teen/Mature – Bilbo
Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Gimli/Legolas Greenleaf
#Canon Add-on #Angst #Slow Build #Happy Ending #Dead Peanut
Gallery #Thorin POV #Neurodiversity #Epic #Incomplete

From a Hobbitkink prompt:

The battle was over, and Thorin Oakenshield awoke, naked and
shivering, in the Halls of his Ancestors.

The novelty of being dead fades quickly, and watching over
his companions soon fills him with grief and guilt. Oddly, a faint flicker of
hope arises in the form of his youngest kinsman, a Dwarf of Durin’s line with
bright red hair.

(Follows the story of the War of the Ring).

(Bagginshield, Gimli/Legolas) 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.

(via quotablefanfiction)

What does Dis think of all the things that Her family made for her while they was dead and waiting? Especially all the pretty things that Thorin made for her. (Probably soooo many pretty hair doodads.)

Dis held up the clasp and eyed it critically. “It’s… decorated.”

Thorin looked slightly – only slightly, mind you – mulish. “I can do decoration, despite all your scoffing to the contrary.”

“But you usually don’t.” She allowed her thumb to run over the cool, smoothed steel, the tiny bright bumps of opal winking back at her like fiery eyes. “And you’ve never used flowers before.”

“Flowers? Did I…” Thorin was taken aback for a moment, and then to her astonishment he began to clear his throat and shuffle his papers about on his drafting table. His neck was rather flushed. “Uh. An inadvertent mistake, I assure you.”

“Oh really.” She glanced up. “And the pen there, that was a mistake also, I assume. And the stove with ivy around the door. And the-”

“All right! All right, enough, yes, they’re thyme flowers, for courage and strength and also shut up.”

“I don’t think so, nadad,” she said, grinning at him. “That’s rather sweet, you know.”

“Don’t tease your brother, dear,” said Fris absently, entering the room with a preoccupied air. “Thorin, I’ve broken a petal on my lamp, could you…”

Thorin seemed to shake himself out of his embarrassment. “Right… of course, if you would leave it on…”

“A petal?” Dis interrupted, her eyebrows high. 

“On my reading lamp, yes, it was Thorin’s present for my nameday,” Fris said. “It’s not urgent, so if you’re working on something important it can wait.”

“No, it won’t take a moment.” Thorin was already tugging his leather apron over his head. “If you wait, I can have it finished for you in five minutes. Just a petal off, you say?”

“Aye.”

“A petal,” Dis said. “A petal.”

“Oh, everything is flowers with Thorin these days, Dis dear,” Fris said, taking a stool and tucking her feet neatly upon the rung. “Ever since the Hobbit, really.”

Dis’ head whipped back to her eldest brother, who was studying a (suspiciously flower-shaped) reading lamp with all evidence of extreme concentration – save for the violent colour of his ears. “Well, now. Isn’t that interesting.”

“I told you not to tease him, sweetheart,” Fris said mildly. 

caughtdaydreaming:

Can I just say that I fucking love fandom? Like the amount of creativity that I see coming from people just blows my mind. I have an entire playlist on my iPod made of music that people created for their fandom.

And now I am going to go listen to Iron Hills for Me again and cry.

jebus cripes I am gonna faint from the sheer I-Made-Music-That-A-Person-Likes feeling of validation here – seriously, this is too heady, thank you SO SO MUCH, thank you so much!!!!

(gotta say also – @notanightlight deserves credit for “Iron Hills” too – she wrote the tune for the verses! I composed the chorus and the words, but the tune for the verses is all Nota’s work!)

itscooltobefanficy:

Argh I’ve been Absent and this isn’t even full colour (she’s half done but is currently buried somewhere in the mountain of stuff I have left to unpack) but HERE IS THIRA my special favourite queen being presented to the court of the Iron Hills when she was due to wed Dain.

omfg that beard

I am in awe of that beard!!!! AND HOW GORGEOUS ARE HER EYES LIPS AND NOSE, she is a goddamn beauty, I am falling as hard and fast as Dain did – holy heck she is BEAUTIFUL!! you are a wonder! 

Thank you SO much, oh my heck, this is awesome…!!!

Gimli probably spends ages trying to convince Eomer to try riding a pig? Just to try. And eventually Eomer does it (he may or may not be a little drunk st the time). It ends up being hilarious because Poppyseed the Pig (names after her tons of tiny black spots) is sort of confused about having a human rider.

he is OUTRAGED that the pigs are kept in a nice cosy pigpen and not in a grand ornamented stable, AS IS ONLY RIGHT GOOD AND PROPER

He keeps going to stroke his horse’s mane… and oh, right, yeah. Pig. 

Poppyseed keeps wondering why the Tall Rider keeps clucking his tongue, what the hell is that all about… and why he always approaches her really slowly just off from one side… I mean, her eyes are forward-facing? She can see him? Also, his helmet with all the fringe-stuff on top looks like it would be interesting to chew

Firefoot is epically jealous. 

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(”You’re bacon, Pig. Sleep with your eyes open.”)

Eventually though, I feel like Eomer would get right into it. I mean, he’s a fantastic rider, he’s been riding since he was a tot, and THIS ANIMAL IS TRAINED FOR RIDING. Okay, it’s a bit on the snuffly oinky side, but bonus cloven hooves mean more stable grip! So Poppyseed and Eomer begin to really gel and work together, after those initial teething troubles. 

Meanwhile, Gimli and Legolas are rolling around in hysterics bc Eomer looks like THIS

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Your work is amazing and has gotten me to pull myself out of my no reading strike (except it wasn’t really a strike- just haven’t been reading). Anyhow, your story telling is phenomenal, and the characterisation is so good, that when reading quotes of dialogue to a friend who hasn’t read sansukh yet, she got quite a large amount right! Carry on the good work, but do the push yourself too hard. The only thing I ask of you is a sprinkle of more Glorfindel 😉.

Oh wow…! Thank you, friend – I am so so stoked to hear that! Seriously, consistent characterisation and character growth is an obsession with me, so you’ve made me SO grateful to hear that! And HI TO YOUR FRIEND TOO, thank you so much, and my thanks to them as well!

(Oh, we are getting more Glorfindel! He’s turning up again, heheheh)

Hey, I’m really sorry to sorry to bother you, I have a question I hope you won’t mind answering. Is your version of the Ironhill soldier song available on iTunes? I was just giving an iTunes gift card, and I’d really like to be able to download it onto my iPod, if possible. Sorry again for bothering you, have a nice night!

Hey Nonnie! You are absolutely not a bother in the slightest. It makes me happy beyond words to know that you like my music!

No I am afraid it is not on iTunes… but you are MORE than welcome to download it for free. It’s an mp3, so your iPod will recognise it!

If you go to the post on my tumblr, you will see a download link underneath the ‘Listen’ arrow. You can right-click and save it to your computer.

I’ve also archived some of my songs on my Google Drive for easy download!

Light on the Horizon

In Western Lands

Broadbeam Cradle-Song

The Iron Hills for Me