#thorin the hobbit

[smallesthobbit]

The Hobbit & The Dwarf {P.I} || Thorin Oakenshield

Synopsis - You and your brother, Bilbo, meet Thorin (& Company).

Warnings - SFW.

Notes - Guess this is going to be a few-parter and a slow burner, sorry in advance!

Word Count - 1.2k.

{Caffeinate Me}.

That morning, you had been sitting outside with your brother Bilbo Baggins, smoking a pipe of tobacco and betting who could blow the biggest smoke rings over The Hill when the sun was quickly shaded from your vision. You and Bilbo turned your heads to the side to see an elderly man grinning down at you: he was dressed in grey, with a long grey, scruffy beard, a pointed hat and a staff clasped between his hands. Bilbo looked at the man with wide eyes, as in awestruck before chiming out a loud “good morning!” 

Well, that was the start of a conversation then but to be honest, you weren’t really listening, you were still blowing large smoke-rings over The Hill and basking in the warm shade the mystery man was creating. You had overheard that this man's name was ‘Gandalf’. Not to mention, the word ‘adventure’ was being thrown around a few times, that was before Bilbo stood up and stormed inside leaving you sitting on the lawn with the elderly gentleman. “Your brother,” Gandalf mumbled to you, shaking his head as he walked up to the large circular front door. You watched with curious eyes as Gandalf used his stick to draw a small glowing symbol on the door. Then, once his masterpiece of vandalism was complete, Gandalf turned to you and placed a finger to his lips and chuckled before walking off into the sparkling sunlight. 

Later that day, you and Bilbo had been merrying your way around the markets, picking up food for the week's suppers and buying little trinkets that you found rather appealing. Before you knew it, night had fallen and you were back in your hole in the ground, ready to have a nice, quiet supper with your brother… or at least that’s what you thought. 

You were both about to tuck into your supper for the evening when there was a knock at the large, round front door. With a confused expression Bilbo looked at you but you just shrugged, your face showing equal confusion. Slowly and hesitantly, Bilbo walked to open the door, and the last thing he expected to see was a dwarf. “Dwalin, at your service!” The dwarf spoke loudly, curtseying as he introduced himself. 

“Bilbo and Y/N… at yours,” Bilbo mumbled, looking at you with that same confused expression. 

“Where is it? He said there would be food, and lots of it!” Dwalin said, pushing past Bilbo and walking towards you in the kitchen. 

“He said? Who said?” Bilbo asked, but the question fell on deaf ears as a second knock came to the door. While Bilbo answered the door, you showed Dwalin to the supper table and offered him the food off of yours and Bilbo's plates. When Bilbo opened the door, another dwarf with a white long beard was standing there, a grin on his lips. “Who are you?” Bilbo said, the words tumbling off his lips before he even realised what they were. 

“Balin, at your service!” The dwarf, Balin, bowed to Bilbo and walked into the dining area where you and Dwalin sat. The second the two dwarves' eyes met, they were hugging immediately: it was clear they knew each other, maybe they were even related. While Bilbo spoke his mind to the two dwarves who had now moved their conversation to the pantry there was yet again another knock at the door. Well, expect both yours and Bilbo’s surprise when there was not one, but two dwarves on the other side. 

“Fili-”

“And Kili-”

“At your service,” they chime at the same time. 

“I think there must be some mistake,” you gasped as the two dwarves at the large door looked at you with furrowed eyebrows. 

“Has it been cancelled?” One of them asked. 

“No one told us!”

“No, nothing’s been cancelled,” Bilbo stressed, raking his hands through his hair. 

“That’s a relief,” Kili and Fili smirked as they pushed their way inside. They looked around inspecting the furniture scattered across the room and art that adorned the walls, taking in the homeliness and comfort of the hobbit hole. 

“Kili! Fili!” Dwalin and Balin cheered, pulling the two younger dwarves into a hug. 

“What in the middle–earth is going on here?” You hissed at Bilbo, looking towards the four dwarves now standing in your pantry and inspecting your food. 

“I don’t know! Don’t ask me!” Bilbo hissed back at you, frowning. 

“You invited one too many people for tea and now we have four dwarves we do not know in our home!” You exclaimed, throwing your hands up in the air. 

“I did not-” Bilbo tried to defend himself when he was, once again, interrupted by a knock at the door. “I swear to whoever, if this is someone’s idea of a joke I am not going to be happy!” 

Before Bilbo opened the door, he took a deep breath as he mentally prepared himself for another dwarf or two - but not eight! One after the other they fell on top of each other onto the floor of your home, grunting in pain and discomfort. Just as Bilbo was about to squeal in disbelief, shock and pure horror, a large figure bowed down revealing himself: Gandalf. Bilbo’s eyes met with the wizards and he shook his head, helping the dwarves off the floor and begrudgingly welcoming them into your shared home. “Bilbo my boy!” Gandalf exclaimed. The wizard ducked to allow himself entry into the home. Then he began to introduce each dwarf as they hung up their cloaks. “Dori, Nori, Ori, Oin, Bifur, Bofur and Bombur.” 

“Welcome,” you smiled weakly, watching as the dwarves piled into your kitchen and began to merrily chat with one another. Meanwhile, Gandalf and Bilbo were speaking quietly in the corner of the room. You were lost, standing in the middle of the entrance surrounded by a Company of dwarves. 

“It seems we’re one man short – Where is he?��� Gandalf asked, looking around at the dwarves, taking in each of their dishevelled appearances.   

“He’s running late, but he’ll be here,” Dwalin replied confidently. Gandalf nodded his head in response, taking in Dwalin’s answer as fact. Then, the Company began to chat amongst themselves again as they ate and drank. They were growing in confidence when all of a sudden a mighty bang came from the large front door. 

“That’ll be him,” Gandalf said, standing up and heading to open the door. When Gandalf opened the door, yet another dwarf stood there, his head down. “Thorin!” Gandalf chimed, forcing the dwarf to lift up his head. 

The dwarf, no doubtedly called Thorin, offered a weak smile to the wizard before turning to walk towards you and your brother. “So you are the Hobbits Gandalf insisted on bringing to our Company?”

“I say you’ll find no better members than these two Baginses!” Gandalf said sternly, placing a hand on Thorin’s shoulder. Thorin looked between you and Bilbo, an almost knowing smirk on his face. That smirk gave you two reactions: firstly, it made you visibly tense up and secondly it made your heart soar like a bird in the sky. You decided it best to keep your distance away from the one they call Thorin.

[doodleferp]

Averil’s officially made the transition from self insert to oc! And to celebrate that, we've got a few GIANT sketch sheets to make up for the time lost to them!

Averil still follows the “modern human in middle earth” trope, but I will get a little more into that as I condense the timeline of events enough to throw up on Tumblr. The down-low is that Middle-earth and Earth are connected by a couple doors (a la Coraline and The Chronicles of Narnia) and Averil enters Middle-earth through one. They meet Thorin a year before the quest for Erebor, they hit it off, and the rest is for another time.

I really, really wanted to make them blonde, but I guess I like redheads. Huh.

[legolas-fan-blog]

Kili and Fili moodboard and Thorin moodboard requested by @weheirsofdurin

Also thanks to @cartoon-aragorn for suggesting Pinterest for finding images, it made my life so much easier lol

[fili-urzudel]

Concerning Dwarvish Eyesight

I'm aware that Thorin's eyesight is a bit of a joke (I just got to the point in the Hobbit where he says that he thought 12 yds was 30 at least, yadda yadda)

But it got me wondering about dwarvish eyesight.

To me, it would make sense if they had poor distance vision and possibly poor color vision, but excellent night/low light vision and excellent ability to detect motion. I could also see them seeing into the infrared or ultraviolet spectrum, I'm not sure which would be more useful for living underground, foraging, and mining though.

Thoughts?

[namedafterflowerstournament]

Oaks poll : Tiebreaker

[artsytrashpanda-art-blog]

A Day, A Character challenge | Tolkien edition |

Day 18 and 19 : Bilbo and Thorin

Sorry for the delay, my life got very busy in the last few days and I didn't have the time or energy to draw

[enbiart]

old man

[atrustfulplace]

imagine: you are chilling in front you your house getting high. along comes an old family friend who you last saw when you were six, you are now in your 50s. after a brief convo where he is kind of a dick to you, he’s like damn you’ve changed :/. and your like yeah bestie it’s been five decades why the fuck are you here. he leaves. later that night a shit ton of people show up and trash your house. just throw and absolute rager. halfway through the family friend from earlier shows up. he announces in full earshot of everyone that he wants you to come with him to rob a bank. you of course say wtf??? one of the people who broke into your house calls you a pussy. another person shoves you a contract which declares if you get shot robbing the bank they will not pay for your funeral. you pass out. when you wake up you find the contract on your table and your house almost completely back to normal. you stare at the contract for a moment and decide, fuck it this is just as a good a midlife crisis than anything.

this is what happened to bilbo baggins

[sapphoismymuse]

sam, reading bilbo’s book: “well now, i’m sure he had a very nice voice, but that’s hardly a reason to go on an adventure with someone you just met”

sam: turns page to an illustration of thorin, with his dark hair and blue eyes

sam: “understandable, good for you mister bilbo”

[2xlee]

They heard a noise in the middle of the night

[doodleferp]

Some Avershield sketches that shoulda made it into this post but didn’t for some reason. Ah well.

Top set is Thorin and Averil meeting! They found him while he was trekking through the woods outside the shire and tried rizzing him up for fun. Then he rizzed THEM up. And well. The rest is history lmao

[lualuadraw]

hereditary mental disorder hits hard

[verkomy]

bagginshield-tober day 9: retire

[shurikthereject]

"You want to help me, maybe?"

"Hmm but I'm so comfortable."

"I guess I could use the extra warmth."

Bagginshieldtober entry for Day 2: Breakfast

[fili-urzudel]

Concerning Dwarvish Eyesight

I'm aware that Thorin's eyesight is a bit of a joke (I just got to the point in the Hobbit where he says that he thought 12 yds was 30 at least, yadda yadda)

But it got me wondering about dwarvish eyesight.

To me, it would make sense if they had poor distance vision and possibly poor color vision, but excellent night/low light vision and excellent ability to detect motion. I could also see them seeing into the infrared or ultraviolet spectrum, I'm not sure which would be more useful for living underground, foraging, and mining though.

Thoughts?

[namedafterflowerstournament]

Botanic Tournament : Oaks Poll !

Top left : Quercus Alba (Ace Attorney) - Quercus means oak

Top right : Henry Oak (Dungeons and Daddies Podcast)

Middle left : Kipo Oak (Kipo)

Middle right : Thorin Oakenshield (The Hobbit)

Bottom : Eik (Nordlys/Nothern Lights/Fjordsøn) - Eik means oak

The two options with the most votes get into the main bracket

If you're looking for Professor Oak, try Finished Brackets, "Pokémon Professors"