Hi!! Call me Briar! I use he/it pronouns and I’m an adult! This is my proship/selfshipping blog!
I’ll mostly be posting about my selfships, f/o’s, headcanons, and stuff about my s/i, maybe more! :)
My main s/i is Briar! Same pronouns, transmasc, though he still enjoys being rather fem! (Just like me!) In some circumstances he’s just a hobbit (like for my lotr self ships, when those do show up.) but usually he’s a dwobbit! Half brother to Fíli and Kíli! He started off as a silly tolkien ttrpg character and now he’s just. Everything I wanna be!
I primarily self ship with Fíli and Kíli! But I also occasionally dabble in other dwarves, Dwalin, Bofur, and Ori being some! If it’s lotr Merry and Pippin are my biggest self ships, sometimes together, sometimes separate. Rarely you may catch me swooning over a prissy elf king. (Thranduil.) I am very much okay with sharing as long as you’re not trying to make me feel bad for mine, or making it a competition. We’re all kissing our fictional sillies in our heads, chill out :3c
As a proshipper i do not care what you ship!! If you respect me I’ll respect you!
DNI
- Antis! No bullies on this blog please! Block and move on :3
- Racists, Homophobes, Transphobes, Bigots, Terfs, if you’re hateful this is NOT the blog for you!
- Minors! I wanna post all of my thoughts about my f/o’s, and touch on some topics that are NOT suitable for y’all. Please respect this!
Thats about it! Feel free to send asks or dms, I’m hoping I can make some new friends on here! :D
ME AND THORIN PLZ WHATEVER YOU WANT W US I TRUST YOUUU
Okay! Yay! Hehehe I’ll never say no to writing some Oakencest <3333 Haldin x Thorin my beloveddddddd <333333333 you two are so freaking cute!!! Genuinely. I had. So much fun writing this for you. It’s. Just. OUGH…… you two deserve the world TT0TT
I will admit I did go a little overboard with it… because… awaf.. love writing for you
1080 words, it is just pure sweetness <3 I hope you like it
Thorin paces back and forth, fidgeting with something small in his rather large hands, his usually calm composure replaced by a slight nervousness. His mind rushing as he considers what to say. What to do. His son was his everything, his sun, his moon, his entire world. Worth more to him than all the gold in Erebor, and he wouldn’t want to risk his happiness over some silly mistake.
Everything had to be perfect.
With that in mind he takes a breath and stills his fidgeting, fixes his composure, and trying to calm his rampant thoughts. After a moment of prepping himself he steps out of the royal study that he had taken refuge in. Walking about until he spots Haldin sitting there, talking to some of his friends. He approaches, his composed, and admittedly somewhat intimidating form only causing his friends to quiet themselves, not even daring to seem rude in front of the king under the mountain. Though it was not his intent to scare them.
“Sulkhalûkh, will you come with me? I have something rather… important to discuss with you.” He says, his deep voice rumbling out with a certain sternness that nearly never leaves him.
The moment he agrees, Thorin carefully takes Haldins hand, holding it almost tenderly in his own, loving the difference between his worn, calloused hands, and Haldins much softer, gentle hands. Unburdened by a life much like his. Where there had been times where he had gone hungry, Haldin had never gone without a full belly and plenty of treats. Where he had to spend much of his time working for shelter and safety, Haldin was able to spend his playing music, reading, and drawing. Thorin was forever glad that he had not failed on his quest, for if he had… well he would not be holding the hand of the most charming darrow in all of Erebor, nor would he have been able to provide such a life for the son he held closer to his heart than any other.
And so he guides Haldin on a long walk through the winding paths of Erebor’s Royal quarters, taking in the veins of gems glistening in the cavern walls and ceilings. Until finally the two end up in the small, well tended to garden, well trimmed hedges, the floor covered in soft mosses and ferns aside from paths of polished stone, and intricate planters holding beautiful flowers. Thorin doesn’t focus on the plants however, instead guiding Haldin to the centerpiece of the garden. A stunning stone fountain, carved in the shape of three dragons spitting water, above them a stone fountain bowl with dwarven patterns carved into them, pouring more water down between the dragons.
“I apologize for pulling you away so abruptly. However I have something I must talk to you about.” Thorin explains, and though his words sound serious, he shows no sign of any negative emotions.
Pausing, the king finds himself staring at the young dwarf in front of him. After a few moments of simply taking in the sight of his son, his stoic composure breaks, giving way to a fond smile. He was his son, his lover, so handsome, so charming, so perfect in every way. The two standing face to face, both in their royal attire, a king and his heir, a perfect pair. His hand coming up to pet over his sons cheek, his thumb stroking gently over his well maintained beard.
“Oh amrâlimê… every day I find myself more and more in awe of the darrow you’ve become. Each day more impressive than the last. So smart, so strong, so very talented. You are truly a blessing from Mahal himself. I am so fortunate that I am able to call you mine, that I get to spend each day with you. That you have helped me to learn to savor even the simple things. Before you.. before… during the battle for Erebor, I feared my line would end with me. That your cousins would not make it. I did not think I would make it. The thought that I would fall in love, or have an heir was nothing more than a joke to others, and nothing more than a fantasy to me. Something that came to mind when I had a bit too much ale, or during lonely nights. Yet somehow we have defied all odds. Here you are.. Here we are. I had never thought that I would get this far. But I will be forever thankful that you are my son, and that you have chosen me to take care of you, to love you and adore you as you deserve, even though you have many other suitors. Erebor is so very lucky to have you as an heir.” He says, his voice faltering as he tells his son all of his feelings, the thoughts he had kept to himself or rarely brought up. Both the good and the bad.
One of the kings rare smiles gracing his rugged face as his hands slip free of Haldins face, sliding down to his hands, he takes them in his own once more, bringing each to his lips, pressing gentle kisses to the palms of them. Then he lets go and gets down on one knee in front of Haldin. His hands slipping into the pouch he carries with him, pulling out something small, holding out his palm. In his large hand, sits a finely made silver ring, inlaid with small, perfectly polished squares of sapphire amidst the straight, fine lines of the dwarven detailing.
“But I believe they will be even more lucky to have you as king. I would be the luckiest darrow if I were to have you to rule beside me. To have you bound to me in ways that are more than hushed promises and affections behind closed doors. Let our people see us, let them know that we are their leaders, that we are lovers. I would not be able to bear the weight of promising you to another. So please, sulkhalûkh, will you be my king as much as I am yours?” Thorin asks, his voice tender as he bears his heart to his son, his gaze soft as he takes in every feature of his face. Hoping that he would accept his proposal, hoping that he would not need to marry his son off to another, for his place was with Haldin, and Haldin with him.
I’ve been having. So much fun yapping about peoples self ships with them and stuff and I wanna do it more so if anyone wants to come into my asks or dms to ramble, please do!! Or like if you want some selfship/ F/O validations, or even like. A little personalized little drabble with them, hmu, I’ll literally read through their entire wiki or listen to any hc’s you have to make sure I get them as close to right as I can :3
Like if you want a little drabble or anything just give me your like, dynamic/relationship, any specific titles or names y’all use for each other or want used, any important info you wanna share, and like, a general vibe you want! Sweet? Mean? Condescending? Obsessively adoring? Sfw? Slightly nsft? Literally anything, I’ll do any kind of ships, any dynamics, any fandoms!
If you trust me enough to try I’ll do my best to write for you! x3
