Bilbo Consort - Blog Posts

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

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?

Can i reblog this 7 trillion times? This is the cutestestest thing ever. (No composure. I just woke up)

More family shenanigans...

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

Bilbo has no concept of what he’s doing.

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

For all that they are different Bilbo and Thorin have one thing in common:

Doing profoundly stupid shit with a very smug expression.

Bilbo and Thorin having a fight:

Bilbo; I see there is still a dragon under this mountain, Thorin Oakenshield

Thorin:

I’m supposed to me doing my school work but I really wanted to join in the fun.

They've made a dwarf out of him! What would his papa say?

Can you tell Dwalin was waiting for this moment?

Inspired by my own work related meeting last week. (You laugh at Dwalin's hands and I swear to Mahal I'll cry)