Tag: dori

Courtesy of the Gimizh & co., Gimli and the remainder of the company send a package to Bilbo and the hobbits of the Fellowship. In it? A set of fake beards and mustaches for them, all in the correct colors, made by Dori, Dis, and even one made by Wee Thorin, since, “They don’t got no hair on their faces at all!” Merry and Pippin often wear theirs, especially when they finally *visit* Erebor. Bilbo and Frodo’s *might* make their across the sea with them.

Sam: “Well, look at me, Mister Frodo! Why, I could be as Stoorish as a Breelander!” It gets Frodo to smile. That means it’s worth its weight in gold, as far as Sam’s concerned. 

(Tiny little Elanor finds it one day. She looks HYSTERICALLY FUNNY in it.)

Merry & Pippin: *die of laughter, use them to prank each other and everybody else*

Frodo: sends a very polite ‘thank you’ letter… and never wears it.

Bilbo: secretly tries it on in the mirror when nobody else is watching, checks himself from all angles, preens and prances about a bit and chuckles and uses all the Dwarvish swear-words he remembers… and then grows quiet, letting the funny beard fall to his knees and sighing. 

Imagine … the Trouble Troupe helping Dori cook. Balinith is measuring Very Carefully. Gimizh is a mess, flour everywhere, all sticky. Wee Thorin is happily helping. Frerinith has abandoned cooking for snacking on the fruit/jam/sweets.

Wee Thorin would probably be trying to pry Gimizh out of whatever it is that he’s stuck in, lmao. And Frerinith would be ‘telling’ everyone what to do, very importantly, while Balinith cheerfully ignores him and Dori tries to turn a blind eye to the CHAOS

I didn’t know it was your birthday. Happy birthday! Also, probably a bad time, but I had a sad HC to share. Nori, the first time after he died and Ori left for Moria, watching Dori trying to do his hair in his usual elaborate braids. Seeing him opening his mouth to call for one of his brothers, since he and Dori had helped each other since they were both old enough to braid. Sees the pause when Dori remembers that he’s all alone and watches him settle for a simpler style until he can practice.

AUGH *eats up the lovely, lovely angst alongside her cake* I LOVE ITTTT

Imagine itty Wee Thorin, tied into his high charge, all chub a cheeks and baby-hair Mohawk. Scowling away as he sucks at his sippy cup. Going -grumble grumble- I hate baby shoes in his head, trying desperately to get them off. And Dwalinuls is always trying to get the shoes on. They were a present from Dori or Dis, and are tiny knitted cute things.

HAAAAAAAAHAHAHA

I am imagining Wee Thorin doing the ‘I HATE HATS’ thing, as well… so many older babies/toddlers go through a stage of ‘GETTIT OFF MEEEEEEEE’ lmaaaaao

Dori keeps doggedly knitting things, nevertheless. He’s not about to be defeated by someone less than 1 foot tall!!

Dori is aggressively parenting. His. Entire. Extended. Adoptive. Family. He knits ferociously – Dain has so many pig-themed sweaters. He bakes all the time (Dwalin complains that he has to exercise for an extra hour every day to work off the cookies). He fusses perennially about how people look – Dis is sure that Dori worries more about her wardrobe than she does. Dori also has stashes of care items, and will fish out cough drops or hankies or mittens or dry socks at the barest hint of need.

*hearts in eyes* 

Yes. All of this. All of it.