#gimizh

[furcula]

[blorborotisserie]

Sansûkh re-read and I think we as a society don't talk about the best friendship ever written... Laerophen and Gimizh

[bee-birb]

gimizh! little wild one

[fishfingersandscarves]

yesterday was the first day of sansûkh week - day 1 prompt: beginnings! so...laerophen and gimizh's first meeting :) @determamfidd

[ace-din-djarin]

@determamfidd composed a song for Gimizh in “A New Coat,” and I was inspired to come up with a little tune for it. I hope it’s alright with the author that I share it! This song is so fun and cheerful, I just loved it. All credit to the author for the lyrics of course, and the tune is just what I came up with real quick and figured I’d share.

Lyrics:

“This pick is mine and this axe is mine,

And this helm is mine, and this back is mine,

And they’re all going down to the bottom of the mine,

Down to the bones of the earth.

These hands are mine and they work just fine,

And they’ll dig-dig-dig til the end of time,

For there’s glories there in the dark do shine,

Deep in the bones of the earth.

These friends are mine, they’re a bunch of swine,

They’ve been well-preserved in ale and wine,

Down to the deeps we march all in line,

Down to the bones of the earth.

One day we’ll find what we’ve come to find,

And at richest tables we’ll drink and dine,

So down we go to the bottom of the mine!

Down to the bones of the earth!”

[thespiciestbonesofall]

Perry seemed to be gaping like a fish as he turned around, but his mouth snapped shut when Gimizh hesitated. “No, no! Absolutely spiffing, my good Dwarf, yes, do go ahead and I will – I will – just.”

He stopped speaking to stare as Gimizh began undoing the buttons on his old grey-blue shirt. “My word,” he added faintly.

“You sure you’re all right?” Gimizh felt pressed to ask again. “You’ve gone all red.”

“Yes, a lovely morning!” Perry shrilled.

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A Perry for the ever-so-lovely @determamfidd

I'm love him <3

[lesbiankiliel]

I love perry already, even though what I picture him as is

[furcula]

Letters arrived to Erebor.