Category: thorin

damnitloki:

damnitloki:

i know that’s how you must honour him, but to me, he was never that. he was… to me… he was—

elfmaidens: HANDS TOO SMALL TO HOLD IT (Bilbo …

elfmaidens:

HANDS TOO SMALL TO HOLD IT (Bilbo and Thorin survive: all is not forgiven)

“If this is victory, then our hands are too small to hold it.”
— J.R.R. Tolkien

                              In the end, he leaves you. 
    There are nights spent, of course, where they tried to play at what they were before. Sharing a bed, but rarely sleeping. Thorin stares at the ceiling; Bilbo stays at the desk composing something. Elegies, he says. For whom he does not say. 
    (When Bilbo does sleep, he nightmares of hanging from the ramparts above the vast, starless dark of the mountain. Sometimes Thorin reaches for him, attempts to rouse him: Bilbo always flinches awake and bats him away, almost snarling.) 
    The morning comes. He takes Sting, and a small chest of gold: but refuses the mithril. I am glad to have shared in your perils, Bilbo tells him at the gate, his speech halted, careful. (He does not add and in your heart. He is not glad for that, after all) Though I regret it must end bitterly. 
    And he turns. Leaves. The love he had for Thorin is buried in winter, nearly a year after the quest began. For a long time, Thorin stands at the gates. He does not feel the cold.
                                  (He leaves you. Doesn’t everyone, in the end?)

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In a Tolkien Studies class (pt. II)

Me: In your opinion, how much does the quote “If a man does not have sauce, then he is lost. But the same man can get lost in the sauce” represent the character of Thorin and his dragon sickness?

Professor: I have no idea what you’re talking about but I need you to stop

Regular

Thorin: you know how orcs were created by Morgoth when he corrupted elves?

Thranduil: yes

Thorin: I hear he used Mirkwood elves because they’re already halfway there

Thranduil: you son of a bitch!

oddbucky: Holy water cannot help you now, thou…

oddbucky:

Holy water cannot help you now, thousand  a r m i e s  couldn’t keep me out. I don’t want your  m o n e y, I don’t want your  c r o w n. See I’ve come to burn your  k i n g d o m  down. Holy water cannot help you now. See I’ve come to burn your  k i n g d o m  down and no rivers and no lakes can put the  f i r e  out. I’m gonna raise the stakes, I’m gonna  s m o k e  you out. And now all your  l o v e  will be exorcised and we will find your  s a i n t s  to be canonized. And it’s an even song. It’s a melody, it’s a  b a t t l e  c r y, it’s a symphony. They can keep me out, until I tear the walls, until I save your  h e a r t  and take your  s o u l. For what has been done cannot be undone. In the evil’s  h e a r t. In the evil’s  s o u l.

elfmaidens:

elfmaidens:

— Annelyse Gelman

Thorin son of Thrain, son of Thror… King under…

Thorin son of Thrain, son of Thror… King under the Mountain.

arwens: I’m glad you’re here. I wish to part …

arwens:

I’m glad you’re here. I wish to part from you in friendship. No. You’re not going anywhere, Thorin. You’re going to live.

mishacolins:

mishacolins:

Do you remember it Balin? Chambers filled with golden light.

philukas: One day, whether you are 14, 28 or …

philukas:

One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.

for Sabine