Tag: the hobbit

Omg yeah the geography of M-E in the movies (LotR too) bothers me! Like in TTT Leggy says “The Uruks turn *north-east*!” Like you were chasing them from east to west and Isengard is not in north-east! (p.s. You can publish this publically, I don’t mind^^)

oh god yes that bit oh my godddd, Legolas. Isn’t there even a shot of them running into the sunset?! 

i think that it’s now pretty much taken as read by the fandom as a whole that the Elves of Mirkwood are one of the following: 

  1. permanently lost, 
  2. always facing the wrong way, 
  3. confused about these weird mortal compass-point names
  4. and/or terrible with directions

(It probably makes Thorin feel a little better about being directionally challenged, himself)

my fave option is 2 heheheh

OMG Dets, I just realised something when I saw that ‘why did you make Narvi female’ ask. The Hobbit movies in fact did something very similar with Tauriel! The Captain of the Mirkwood guard IS a canonical character mentioned in the book (with spoken lines even). Only he was male and his name was never mentioned, he was just called the captain. They basically just took this character, changed the gender and gave them a name and a much bigger role. And people devote so much energy to hating that.

Jesus, OF COURSE. 

There are parts of Tauriel’s storyline that needle me… but tbh making it to Mt Gundabad in a matter of a couple of days is the very biggest one of them. Including a woman that would have otherwise just been yet another tall white skinny guyTM – and better yet, giving her opinions and actions and agency outside of falling in love – isn’t one of them in the slightest.

(DOES ANYONE ELSE JUST LOOK AT MAPS SOMETIMES, LOOK AT THE SIZE OF MORDOR AND REMEMBER THAT IT TOOK WEEKS TO CROSS A TINY BIT OF IT, REMEMBER IT TOOK THE DWARVES WEEKS TO GET THROUGH MIRKWOOD, AND THEN LOOK AT THE DISTANCE BETWEEN THE ELVENKING’S REALM AND MT GUNDABAD – THAT IS A LONG TRIP IDC IF YOU DON’T SLEEP IT’S GONNA TAKE A WEEK OR SO, DOES LEGOLAS HAVE THE EAGLES ON SPEED-DIAL OR SOMETHING, DO THEY CATCH A RIDE VIA A PASSING BAT)

Do you have a HC for how Dweris and Fundin met? And which parent which lad will seek out for advice? (Like, my brother goes to my mother for advice without fail, even if she won’t know the answer, but I go to my grandmother).

I do indeed! Thank you for asking about it, Nonnie!

So the blurb at the top of ch21 is about Dweris, and it goes like this:

A reclusive, reticent and slightly obsessive Dwarrow, Dwerís was the daughter of Nerís, a scribe and poet, and Nár, the great friend and counsellor of Thrór King Under the Mountain. She was a huge-shouldered nonbinary Dwarrow who went by she/her pronouns. She was a mediocre smith but naturally talented with a sword, and through her skill and dedication she soon rose through the ranks in the Ereborean Army. She was justifiably proud of her skills, and practised approximately five hours every day with a variety of weapons. It soon became rumoured that Dwerís was unbeatable.

Challengers appeared, and Dwerís was obliged to see each of them beaten before she could return to her solitude and her beloved training. She had defeated ninety-nine opponents when a comfortable young nobleman, drunk and staggering, was pushed into the ring by his friends. Disgusted, Dwerís left. The noble later sought Dwerís out to apologise for his appalling state and for his friends’ actions, and Dwerís was struck by his sincerity and his way with words. She offered to train him, and so Dwerís was introduced to her future husband, Fundin son of Farin. She often said later that she had won her hundredth bout as well.

Dwerís was killed beside her husband at the battle of Azanulbizar, leaving behind her two sons Balin and Dwalin.

Of the two lads, Balin is the one who looks more like Fundin, and Dwalin is very much like his bulky-shouldered mum. Balin also has his father’s rather more pacific nature… though he has a LOT of his mum’s ferociousness as well, when pressed. Dwalin has something of his dad’s sly sense of humour: immensely sardonic and understated. 

Yet Balin preferred to seek out Dweris for comfort and advice, and Dwalin would go to his lawyerish, stolid, sensible father. 

Perhaps it was because the young Dwalin needed someone to talk to him about what it was that bothered him, to help him reason out the best course of action, to help him cool his hot head.

Perhaps it was because Balin, so incredibly clever even at a tender age, would likely already know what it was he had to do, and simply needed some silent, unconditional support as he gathered his courage to do it.