May Your Memory Never Fade

Hi, I'm Kivrin, more or less. I'm mostly a Hobbit blog these days, and overwhelmed with painful and glorious feelings about the line of Durin, among other things.

I'm Scottish by descent, but live in the US. I live in the midst of the chaos of five wee children with special needs, so if I disappear for weeks at a time, please don't take it personally!

So, the child I’ve been saying for months has clear brain damage and executive function issues? Yeah. Her doctors just did tests for seizures (negative, btw) and declared, as if it were news, that she shows signs of brain damage leading to executive function issues. Screaming into a pillow now, thanks.

queenrhaenyra:

→ Theoden + Speech

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ofahattersmind:

"The most dangerous domestic terror group in Scotland was currently standing in his living room, drinking his beer, and Bilbo was half a flat away from his mobile phone. He sank down with his back to the door, holding it closed, and brought his knees up to his chest, hugging them for comfort. The Sons of Durin had invaded, and Bilbo Baggins was sitting in the toilet being sick. That sounded about par for the course." (Sons of Durin: Chapter 3)
Here you are, my friends, as promised!
Somehow, I just loved the visual of Bilbo huddled against the door with Kili just on the other side, sucking in a breath to shout at him through the wood and scare the living daylights out of him.
And holy cow, the perspective on that door is so wacky, but it’s okay. It means I have plenty of room to grow. And that’s excellent!

OH MY GOODNESS oh my goodness I just saw this and forgot about breathing for a little while? Because it’s so entirely perfect, and he’s so utterly lost and SOCKS  and all the details just make me want to cuddle him and cry a lot. Utter, utter perfection.

ofahattersmind:

"The most dangerous domestic terror group in Scotland was currently standing in his living room, drinking his beer, and Bilbo was half a flat away from his mobile phone. He sank down with his back to the door, holding it closed, and brought his knees up to his chest, hugging them for comfort. The Sons of Durin had invaded, and Bilbo Baggins was sitting in the toilet being sick. That sounded about par for the course." (Sons of Durin: Chapter 3)

Here you are, my friends, as promised!

Somehow, I just loved the visual of Bilbo huddled against the door with Kili just on the other side, sucking in a breath to shout at him through the wood and scare the living daylights out of him.

And holy cow, the perspective on that door is so wacky, but it’s okay. It means I have plenty of room to grow. And that’s excellent!

OH MY GOODNESS oh my goodness I just saw this and forgot about breathing for a little while? Because it’s so entirely perfect, and he’s so utterly lost and SOCKS  and all the details just make me want to cuddle him and cry a lot. Utter, utter perfection.

Oh, misty eye of the mountain below
Keep careful watch of my brothers’ souls

(Source: hewalksinstarlight, via werecakes)

Sometimes I stop and have to control myself

Because you guys

You guys

Bilbo taught Sam Gamgee to read.

Bilbo, all alone in his too big, too quiet, too haunted home, brought in his gardener’s son and taught him to read, and told him stories about the elves, and treated him like a person worthy of respect and conversation.

Bilbo, who once had a whole gang of noisy dwarves to look after, took in an orphan and taught a servant boy and told stories to little hobbits. He was so, so alone, but it didn’t make him cold - it made him kind.

I love my parents, really I do, but they make me crazy when they’re around the kids. They both play favourites so offensively, my mum barely manages to hide her still-present racism, and my dad is loudly worried that The Baby is gay. Which is insane because - A) he’s three, B) who the hell cares as long as he’s happy, and C) he’s THREE.

Sometimes I think my Horrible Sister had the right idea in moving eight hours away to raise her kid.

astudyiniero:

girls don’t want boyfriends girls want a seven book series about the marauders’ life at hogwarts

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You must be Mr. Boggins

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protectfili:

But, if thou be a king, where is thy crown?

Fili Friday

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ofahattersmind:

There were two young men standing on his doorstep, their heads inclined together in quiet conversation. They were dressed in neat, dark clothing, with warm-looking hats pulled close around their ears. They didn’t look dangerous, he reassured himself.
Excerpt from ‘Sons of Durin’ Chapter 2 by the wonderfully talented Kivrin.
Here they are! I am so fond of these moody kids.

This is AMAZING! I don’t even know how to express my admiration for this properly. The details just make me want to stare in wonder. I’m so impressed!

ofahattersmind:

There were two young men standing on his doorstep, their heads inclined together in quiet conversation. They were dressed in neat, dark clothing, with warm-looking hats pulled close around their ears. They didn’t look dangerous, he reassured himself.

Excerpt from ‘Sons of Durin’ Chapter 2 by the wonderfully talented Kivrin.

Here they are! I am so fond of these moody kids.

This is AMAZING! I don’t even know how to express my admiration for this properly. The details just make me want to stare in wonder. I’m so impressed!