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Baby Frodo is ready for Thorin to take him to play outside while Bilbo gets some much needed alone time
(He’s in his ‘why’ phase)
I love the hobbit fandom so much but please, my loves, my sweet baby pebbles, please… stop using really bad metal working analogies
Work hardened/annealed=
When you want to soften a metal to make it more pliable you heat it, this is called annealing. This is done when something you are working gets work hardened or develops tenseness that makes it fragile
So like.. if you’re writing some Bagginshield smut or fluff like you do (ha) you could say “Bilbo seemed to anneal under the heat of Thorins hands”
You’re welcome
- your local dwarrow jeweler
Hobbits make terrible pets I guess
Serves him right.
I thought of something really dumb
Everything in erebor is probably proportionately 1/4-1/5 larger then things in the shire and when bilbos cooking it’s hard for him to do a lot of stuff because the poor guy is already standing on a stool.
One night Bilbo yelps something angry and storms out of the kitchen and Thorin walks in to see a salad that has been flooded with oil because the bottle was too large for him to hold and it spilt.
After consoling his very sad hobbit and taking him to the night market to get a goat cheese salad and some chicken sewers to eat up on the ramparts and watch the stars. Thorin is looking at the gutter system to runs off the ramparts and jumps to his feet, kissing Bilbo on the head and then literally running through the kingdom to his smithy- and he makes an olive oil spout to screw onto the top of the bottle so there’s more controlled flow.
He presents it to Bilbo the next day.
Bilbo silently thinks he could have just gotten Thorin to funnel the oil into smaller bottles for him and still would have gotten to sleep with his husband last night but it is very nice, and it does work very well so he smiles and kisses Thorin and uses it for months before putting it onto a smaller bottle to continue using it.
Thorin a bit of autism I think, can’t see the forest because he’s hyper focused on one bush kinda vibes. I love that silly man.
Thorin carving wooden toys and Bilbo painting them and they give them out to all the children that migrate to Erebor with their families:
There isn’t actually as much to do as one would think. Winter settled in hard and fast and with heat restored and water running there wasn’t much that could be done by Bilbo or Thorin personally as much as it drove them both crazy.
One night by the fire Thorin eyes up a small chunk of fire wood, grabbing it and taking a leather roll from inside a drawer of his writing desk containing some knives and files. He starts to whittle away at the wood. Bilbo grimaces at the mess it’s making but suddenly all those shavings bring something to mind
After the last snow of the season has passed families will be arriving in Erebor. Many of whom had to leave most of their belongings behind and many of those families will have children who will be scared and exhausted and missing their old homes not yet understanding what a haven Erebor is.
“Say… how many of those do you think you could make in a day” Bilbo hummed thoughtful
‘Lamb’
I love dragon sickness Thorin so much (as in I hate him) I always love when people write him becoming a dragon and a total dick at the same time
A illustration I miiighhhhttt finish
Full disclosure Avenge the living chapter two is done but I’m a little concerned you guys because I have a vision for the story and it’s a bit dark and intense if that’s okay
Someone said they liked the idea of Thorin using hand gestures and not talking much when he doesn’t have to (think somewhat selectively mute, maybe using Iglishmêk) and Bilbo yapper who fills every pause with his thoughts.
Bilbo: -and then he said ‘we can’t plant roses on the terraces, they’ll freeze’ can you believe that? We had the last winter snow six weeks ago- dear, where are the measuring spoons
Thorin: *doesn’t look up from his mountain of shitty paperwork, gestures vaguely in the direction of the a drawer that he put them in*
Bilbo: *rifling through the drawer* what do you think though? About the roses? Surely we can’t be expecting anymore snow? The-
Thorin: *without looking up* There’s not enough sun on the terrace you’re thinking of…
Bilbo: but-!
Thorin: plant them at the gates..
Bilbo: oh… o////o
Here’s the backgroundy version before it was looking a bit scant with just the white
Thorin and Frodo, because I love drawing them together so much
Also I need to add that this literally took me 6:35 hours to draw 😭😮💨
“Come on my boy.. your papa is expecting us”
Thorin enjoys his father-son bonding time but he can’t help but get a bit emotional.
When did his little Frodo get so big?
WIP for ‘After Training’
Thorin and Frodo are going back home after a very busy afternoon of goofing around training.
He’s getting a little misty eyed remembering his nephews being that little and also realizing how tall his little half hobbit son is already getting.
The hobbit fandom is so beautiful:
Oh this character has a physical disability, lets come up with 50 ways that their community will rally around them in a series universe accurate care methods to make their life easier.
Oh this character has brain damage of a learning disability? They are treated with the same level of respect and understanding as everyone else and what ever they are able to contribute from creating things to simply being present with their friends and family is enough
Oh this character is gender queer? Screw it let’s take the entire fandom and just remove gender constructs as we know them from several races. Making any sexism or homophobia seem as truly strange and off putting as it is not normal in these societies.
The hobbit fandom is based as fuck
Can i reblog this 7 trillion times? This is the cutestestest thing ever. (No composure. I just woke up)
More family shenanigans...
The plot of ‘The hobbit’ with one small change to the story: Bilbo has a gun.
Which is a prequel to:
“Lord of the rings but Gimli and Frodo Samwise both have guns”
It’s been a while some here’s some more dwobbit Frodo
Headcanons/my canon with this version of Frodo
-Frodo loves the rookery and spends a lot of time up there, sharing Bilbos biscuits with his feathered friends
-Thorin makes Frodo a sword with a mithril core called Khazinul, or the silent fang. Light enough for his half Hobbit son to wield with terrifying speed and in near total silence.
-Frodo is never likely to become king unless it is for a very short time towards the end of his life, he will likely step out of succession all together unless something happens to both Fili and Kili. And as such Kili trains him to be Filis other guard and the pair of dark haired Durin men look like slinking shadows behind the future golden king of Erebor and so they are given the name ‘Dûmkhaz’ or ‘twin shadows’
-it wasn’t long after Erebor was reclaimed that Frodo came into the world and Thorin couldn’t justify dressing his son up too much while his people were still finding their footing so he got a lot of very over sized hand me downs, the only new items he got where knitted by Ori
Finished concept drawing of Erebor Bilbo
Yes I did full line art and color. No do not expect me to use this much will power again.
(Plus the sketches)
@reallyhappycrown I wanted to try my hand at ‘hobbits in Erebor’ concept art and I think that’s vaguely adjacent to your request so I hope you enjoy
Guys PLEASE
Give me some ideas for Bagginshield art! Please!
If a hobbit is 4”0 and a Dwarrow is 5”0 then a baby hobbit would be 4/5 the size of a Dwarf baby.. all this to say, we need to collectively agree to start drawing baby Frodo much smaller in Thorins arms
YOU DID NOT ASDFGHAHDGSGSH!!!!!! OH MY GODS! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞
Can you draw Bilbo and Thorin eating something they cooked together?
Or Thorin kind of awkwardly trying to look after Sick Bilbo
Thorin’s doing his best ;-; I sorta combined the prompts with the second image (maybe bilbo helped by telling him the soup recipe ehehe) Thank you for the requests ^_^!!!
Maybe making a sticker pack :3 maybe
Normally it would be very scandalous indeed to touch another dwarrows hair but in the eyes of the party the two brothers were not much more then peddles and so it was actually comforting to see someone taking care of them.
Bilbo say combing through Kilis hair very, very carefully. Sectioning it and starting at the ends because every single tug made the young prince yelp pitifully… Fili had less patience for this game and Thorin had less still so it was understandable to Bilbos mind that the boy was somewhat jumpy about his hair, remembering his own hair being raked through before bed as a fauntling.
Braiding back the princes hair with two plats that met at the back of his head with one leather tie and a bead above it, Bilbo thought he’d done rather a handsome job, Kili sat up and did a spin, showing his brother who nodded approvingly.
Dori sat with Balin across the camp watching with amused smiles.. it made the two brothers seem so young to be cared for in such a way, their smiles turned into muffled laughter as they looked over that their grumpy kings unreadable expressions.
Thorin didn’t know what to think, on the one had he was glad that his nephews were being cared for, on the other he thought bitterly that that was he and Dis’s job and on the other he might have felt slightly jealous but dwarves only have two hands so that last one was the thought he tried to ignore.
Later that evening the camp was still, a few of the party were still half awake having a drink around the fire when Thorin took a deep breath and stood, enough ale in his system to make him slightly braver then he had the right to be. He walked over to Bilbo who was sitting on a log over looking the valley, his pipe in his hand.
Thorin sat beside him, a thick fingered hand resting on the small round shoulder of the hobbit. Thorin was always shocked on the few accessions he had touched the hobbit to feel how small he truely was.
The king cleared his throat.
“Thank you… For looking after them” he nodded to the princes who lay a few meters away, kili laying half on top of his snoring brother like a two man dog pile.
Bilbo looked at the hand on his shoulder then back out at the valley, exhaling a smoke ring “The more time I spend with those two.. the more I realize how young they are… Forgive me for this Thorin but… You shouldn’t have brought them”
Thorin sucked in a breath. His eyes falling to his lap “No… I shouldn’t have…”
Bilbo smiled sadly “come.. You’re worse then Kili, sit down and I’ll brush your hair too”
Thorin thanked Mahal one hundred times that it was dark and his burglar couldn’t see the redness of his cheeks as he sunk down between the Hobbits thighs, staring at a boulder across the valley like it would crack open and reveal a second arkenstone if he glared hard enough… until the Hobbits clever fingers began to unbraid his hair, treating it as gently as he did Kili’s… then all he could do was close his eyes and try to hold in most of the groan of satisfaction that rumbled in his chest.
Let's be honest, Bilbo does too much of what is considered vulgar or flirting in Thorin's culture. And he's going to die of embarrassment soon.
Bad light.
More gold sick Thorin and his treasure
Please give me some Bagginshield requests
I will continue to but out Avenge the living chapter two but I have a very very large fanfiction about a modern AU in the works and I’ll try to give a blurb/teaser soon
For all that they are different Bilbo and Thorin have one thing in common:
Doing profoundly stupid shit with a very smug expression.
The shire is warm for most of ther year and when it’s cold is doesn’t drop far below seven degrees
Erebor is fucking cold. Temps drop to around minus fifteen.
Bilbo is not build for these conditions and nearly gets frost bite in the tips of his ears and his toes and Thorin panics and makes him little fur lined leather boots that are soft and flexible but still provide enough warmth to stop his toes falling off.
Bilbo also has to wear a hat and ties his hair back as it grows so he doesn’t realize how much his hair has grown by spring and when he takes the hat off Thorin is gawking
Hey, come here.. let me tell you something..
Dwobbit Frodo loves his Aunt Dis.
Frodo might be a tornado with a sword but he’s also rather sensitive by dwarven standards and while Dis is as tough as a steel capped boot she’s also a dame and a mother and loves her sulky, sensitive little nephew.
Frodo: *storming into Dis’s Chambers* I’ve had enough! I just can’t!
Dis: *looking up from a length of chain she was closing* Oh?
Frodo: *Standing there with his hands balled in his shirt lip quivering* they make fun of me! Even- even when I beat them! Even when I train harder and fight better
Dis: *standing and bonking her head against her nephew with a chuckle* that’s called jealousy dear one.
Frodo: they aren’t jealous of me! They said I’m a cry baby
Dis: a cry baby hmm? Sounds like a peddle a used to know
Frodo: Dwarves don’t cry..
Dis: ah but this one did, all the time, even now I think he weeps when no one is looking for he has a lot to cry about
Frodo: who?
Dis: Thorin
Frodo: WHAT!? âdâ doesn’t…what?
Dis: yup! Your father was a the biggest cry baby of them all even at your age!
Frodo: *stunned*
Dis: I’m pretty sure that’s why he sulks when he’s upset because if he spoke loudly his voice would crack…
Frodo: *wipes his eyes and laughs* that’s horrible!
Dis: just.. don’t tell him I told you or there will be a royal funeral
Frodo: for who?
Dis: who ever loses the death match your âdâ would challenge me to for telling his son he has emotions other then angry and hungry
Frodo: *well and truly cheered up* Thanks zâmar *bumps heads with her lightly and runs off to go back to his training*
Dis: *watching that that little mop of black hair disappear out her door* Mahal.. Frerin would have loved that boy
Bilbo and Thorin having a fight:
Bilbo; I see there is still a dragon under this mountain, Thorin Oakenshield
Thorin:
The haunting of Bilbo Baggins
Aka dead eyed Thorin has become Bilbos literal sleep paralysis demon but Bilbo is almost glad because this way he can still see his one’s face 😭