For those not in the know, Thorin has both a brother and a sister; his brother Frerin died young at the Battle of Azanulbizar, but his sister Dis features as the mother of Fíli and Kíli (and she wasn’t at all happy about Thorin taking her sons off dragon hunting.)
In light of Thorin’s movie magnificence and his cutie nephews, I got to wondering how much of a hottie dwarf Dis must be; their mother needs a little credit right? xD
Not that the vision in my head translated at all. :x Welp, I don’t draw humanoids enough.
And of course she’d have magnificent hair
Omg this yes
She’s smoking hot. Godamnit.
That…was OOC. Jsut so you know.
//Woah.. totally hot and definitely Thorin’s sister. I wish I would look like this.
I love that you remembered that Dwarven women also have beards. Hear hear!!!
But of course! xD And I am so glad people liked this!
But SERIOUSLY guys this now has 300 notes
I’ve never had so many notes!
The Hobbit: An Unexpected JourneySoundtrack
The Dwarf Cast and Richard Armitage
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart, you begin to understand, there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend.
|—||J.R.R. Tolkien (via onlinecounsellingcollege)|
It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
|—||J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers (via thegirlandherbooks)|
John Howe, Descent to Rivendell
Little by little, one travels far
|—||J. R. R. Tolkien (via catswithsocks)|