Tag: bofur

After the Quest is over, Bofur makes a killing on hobbit costumes. There are so many babbuhs in Erebor and Dale and, really, all of Middle Earth, dressed up as Frodo and Sam and Pippin and Merry. (Gimizh is not sure which of the hobbits is is favorite, although he, of course, always plays his Brave Uncle Gimli when he and the others recreate the Quest. He once tried to recruit Laerophen to play Legolas.)

Gimizh is of course the envy of every Dwarfling in the North… because he owns the real actual helm that his uncle wore on the Quest.

Wee Thorin is allowed to touch it. Balinith is too. 

(Frerinith… is not).

Of course, it’s much too big, and it slips down over his eyes. But try telling him that and he’ll attack your knees.

Bofur probably sells little costume sets at his toy shop. Like, a Bilbo costume -hobbit feet, a cape, a little toy sword.

OH MY GOD THIS IS AMAZING

baby Dwarves dressed as BILBO

the bubs with curly hair and/or not much beard yet OH JUST SO PROUD because they “look just like the Dragon Burglar, Mama!”

(Bilbo tagging along with Thorin one day to haunt Erebor, and spluttering for half an hour solid, while Thorin tries very hard not to beam at him and at the bubs dressed as his little thief and isn’t it a lovely day today?)

“so gimli, how have you and legolas been on your journeys?” “oh, he’s been spending a lot of time on his knees if you know what i mean…. wait why are you all laughing? it’s just because, y’know, he has to get on his knees to be face to face with me….. oh for christ sakes GET YOUR MINDS OUTTA THE GUTTER”

(you just know that by this point, Bofur and Gimris are choking and hyperventilating and rolling with laughter, while Gimli scowls indiscriminately at everything, and Legolas wordlessly and ever-so-slowly turns a very fetching shade of puce)

It’s the Return of the Bride of the Monster of the Night of the HEADCANONPALOOZA!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

(this is what happens when I am too busy to get to tumblr for a few days, whoops – sorry sorry anons!!!)

BOFUR WOULD HAVE THE BEST GRANDUNCLE JOKES. 

*battle flashbacks at the mention of Frozen* oh god, babysitting scars, I bear them… 

Balinith toddling over to the shelf and declaring “BU!’ and choosing one and bringing it back to his parent to read it to him, until there is a pile fifteen books high beside Dwalin or Orla… aaand probably chucking a wobbly when it’s bedtime, because ‘NO NO NO MORE BU!’ 

(this is actually what the Dwarfling is doing RIGHT NOW. Her favourite is ‘Where is the Green Sheep’ by Mem Fox!!)

And hells YES – Gloin would be full of AMAZING advice (mostly the kind that sounds complicated, but in essence always boils down to ‘teach ‘em to be good Dwarves, and then trust ‘em to be good Dwarves’.)