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@mo0nbugs
yes but what if Thorin left his harp in Bag End and Bilbo finds it there when he gets back
*interviewing a candidate to become my new gardener* haha ok so like totally hypothetically do you think you could carry my unconscious form up an active volcano orrrrrrr
Dwarves not having as large a range in culinary arts as hobbits is OUT, dwarves having unique new flavors to hobbit tongues that they go absolutely buck wild over is IN. I'm particularly fond of the idea that dwarves have an inclination towards spicy food, something most hobbits aren't as familiar with.
I like combining that with the "hobbits immune to poisons" fanon, and, while Bilbo CAN feel the spice, it doesn't cause the type of, more intense, reactions it can for others.
Thorin, learning of how hobbits flirt with food, begins making uniquely dwarven meals and presenting them in a hobbity style displays of affection. Bilbo hearts-in-his-eyes Baggins takes a single bite and then asks when he'd like their wedding to be.
Thorin has the privilege of introducing Bilbo to new ingredients, and brings him to the mountain's gardens where he can see where they come from. Bilbo has been picking fruits to sample them the whole way, which of course Thorin is happy to allow. Thorin, who has been monologuing for some time now about the history of dwarven cultivation, stops walking.
"I ask that if you see a fruit which is red and curved, however, you refrain from touching it. For that is the infamous Ereborian Scythe Pepper. A single drop of its essence is enough to bring an entire army of dwarrow to their knee--"
Bilbo, who has a small collection of those very peppers in one hand and a handkerchief in his other, stops chewing and swallows. Sniffs.
"Oh. Well. That explains why my nose has been running so."
Bilbo wipes his nose and Thorin looks at him in confusion, then worry, then confusion again, and ending with a mixture of incredulity and amusement. After a bit of explaining on Bilbo's part about hobbit physiology, they both have a good laugh. Thorin says something incredibly sappy about hobbits always surprising him, and Bilbo, happiest he's ever been, gives him a peck on the lips.
A few minutes later Bilbo is bringing thorin jugs of goat milk and apologizing endlessly as Thorin, red and sweating up a storm, pushes through the pain of the Ereborian Scythe Pepper.
They have a spring wedding.
@moonbugs You see the vision šThorin is like "okay dwalin wish me luck with my Hobbit I hope he likes dinner" and comes back later all mussed up like "I cant believe we ever wasted time trying to look for the arkenstone when we coulda been looking for cookbooks. bring me every recipe in the mountain." Also ever since the Pepper-Kiss Incident, each time Bilbo gets on his knees Thorin stops him to ask what he ate last š©
One day you will be king and you will understand
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Please keep interacting with this post because when I come to tumblr to procrastinate, this shows up again in my notifications and guilts me into writing again
If I might add (as I am sure other have done before me)
DRAW IT BADLY OR IT'LL NEVER BE DRAWN
DRAW IT BADLY OR IT'LL NEVER BE DRAWN
DRAW IT BADLY OR IT'LL NEVER BE DRAWN
DRAW IT BADLY OR IT'LL NEVER BE DRAWN
Dwalin only knows THE THIEF⢠ by the style of their hair, therefore he doesnāt suspect anything of the cute assistant Dwarf at Doriās tailor shop.Ā Shenanigans ensue.
(Iāve been thinking about this for ages)
you know youāre fucked when you start to get the āthey would not fucking say thatā feeling about The Characterās canon dialogue. no hope at all
the few minutes between the moment u yap in someones dms and they dont answer and you feel like you should get painfully dismembered for the crime of talking to someone vs the instant relief of normalcy you get when they text back and no ones killed you yet
Screaming, crying and throwing up (forced self to draw a background)
Dwarves not having as large a range in culinary arts as hobbits is OUT, dwarves having unique new flavors to hobbit tongues that they go absolutely buck wild over is IN. I'm particularly fond of the idea that dwarves have an inclination towards spicy food, something most hobbits aren't as familiar with.
I like combining that with the "hobbits immune to poisons" fanon, and, while Bilbo CAN feel the spice, it doesn't cause the type of, more intense, reactions it can for others.
Thorin, learning of how hobbits flirt with food, begins making uniquely dwarven meals and presenting them in a hobbity style displays of affection. Bilbo hearts-in-his-eyes Baggins takes a single bite and then asks when he'd like their wedding to be.
Thorin has the privilege of introducing Bilbo to new ingredients, and brings him to the mountain's gardens where he can see where they come from. Bilbo has been picking fruits to sample them the whole way, which of course Thorin is happy to allow. Thorin, who has been monologuing for some time now about the history of dwarven cultivation, stops walking.
"I ask that if you see a fruit which is red and curved, however, you refrain from touching it. For that is the infamous Ereborian Scythe Pepper. A single drop of its essence is enough to bring an entire army of dwarrow to their knee--"
Bilbo, who has a small collection of those very peppers in one hand and a handkerchief in his other, stops chewing and swallows. Sniffs.
"Oh. Well. That explains why my nose has been running so."
Bilbo wipes his nose and Thorin looks at him in confusion, then worry, then confusion again, and ending with a mixture of incredulity and amusement. After a bit of explaining on Bilbo's part about hobbit physiology, they both have a good laugh. Thorin says something incredibly sappy about hobbits always surprising him, and Bilbo, happiest he's ever been, gives him a peck on the lips.
A few minutes later Bilbo is bringing thorin jugs of goat milk and apologizing endlessly as Thorin, red and sweating up a storm, pushes through the pain of the Ereborian Scythe Pepper.
They have a spring wedding.
My new favorite mental crack image is Consort Bilbo not being tall enough to slap someone who deserves to be slapped or strong enough to headbutt as a greeting and outsourcing it.
It's just another dwarf that walks next to him and handles all of his tall tasks.
āYou comfort me. Where you go, I will goā
What I love about this is that it showcases how completely opposite Hobbit and Dwarf culture are.
When a hobbit speaks to you directlyā in a matter that could be construed as rude, no lessā itās a big deal. A big freakinā deal. So he canāt even bring himself to expressing his displeasure at having his house hijacked by a bunch of foreign strangers without adding an apologetic disclaimer. This is the face of a hobbit who has been pushed to frustration, and thatās pretty damn rare.
Then Dwarves. Theyāre tough as nails and hard around the edges. It takes a hell of a lot to offend them, and even more than that to admit your own guff and apologizeā so when somebody does apologize, you take it seriously. Even if you werenāt actually listening to whatever preceded that apology. Even if you donāt think it was worth apologizing for. That shit is serious business, and you take it seriously, yo.Ā
This is culture clash at its finest, reduced to two words.
In short: Peter Jacksonās a genius.
Iām in the middle of rewatching DOS and just got to the part where Balin is mixing up those explosives to throw at Smaug, and it made me realize he must have at least dabbled in chemistry in the past and I just- have a shitty comic š
I posted this on Discord, but I want to share it here too.
My brain just keeps thinking about the fact that Bilbo is a posh gentleman in comparison to much of the Shire.
He's a posh gentleman in what is essentially a farming town. Young gay Bilbo Baggins was absolutely hanging on farm fences and watching the beefy, strong, sweaty, sleeves rolled up to their forearms, farm hands pick produce, throw new seeds down, and bale hay.