The Line of Durin are all totally big kittens when it comes to hair. Get your fingers in their hair and they’re yours. (Dwalin is sulking in the background)

LOLOL, agreed. Big kitties. Purring. Gloin has been known to melt bonelessly. Dain tends to fall asleep.

(awwww, it’s okay Dwalin – we know you’re of the line of Durin too, you can get a head-pat from Orla!)

Sad headcanon – Thorin Stonehelm and Dwalin’s kids asking about their dad’s parents as small children, and not getting a good answer because Dain and Dwalin don’t remember their parents very well. See also: Fili and Kili and Fris.

AUGH

(ohgod, Dis trying to tell her sons about her mother, oh no, oh noooooooooo not more Dis-feels AUGH AUGH AUGHHHH)

homeoftheburglar:

*whispers* I love the line of durin so damn much

Gimizh has a sleepover with Wee Thorin at his house. The helicopter-under-duress noises coming from that room wake up the whole household except for Orla, with her trusty earplugs.

omg, that family would be awful when they’re puffy-eyed and tired! Grouch City, pffthahaha.

Dwalin is the epic-est sleeptalker to ever sleeptalk. He has the craziest sleepytime adventures, very few of which make sense. Fili and Kili once timed him yell at Thorin for taking a wrong turn for twenty minutes straight – they heard him yelling from across the house. He sleepwalks too – whoever was on watch on the Quest had to corral him back into his bedroll on occasion. Dwalin denies everything. Balin saw it as his brotherly duty to get Orla some earplugs before she married his brother.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Perfect!

(I am especially loving the earplugs. I can just imagine it. “Balin, what…” “Just. Trust me. You’ll thank me, lass.”)

Sad thought: Dwalin had to have gone out to the fight for Erebor in ch. 35 thinking of how his parents fought in Azanulbizar and never came back. Just a heart wrenching decision between duty to his country and duty to his family.

augh why

Baby Freninith is the cuddliest toddler to ever cuddle. No one is safe from his demands of “up!.” He is notorious for sitting in the laps of people who are chairing meetings and just chilling, sucking his thumb or a toy, refusing to get off. Dwalin absent-mindlessly cuddles his youngest whenever this happens. Orla mostly ignores it, except for making sure Frerinith doesn’t fall or hurt himself. Dain judiciously uses the kid as a prop to discomfit people in Council or at Court he doesn’t like.

AWWWWWW!

I can imagine Orla, face impassive as always, giving a blistering dressing-down to some insubordinate soldiers while Frerin chews happily on a braid, tucked in the crook of her arm.

Dain would probably pretend to ‘consult’ the little one in his lap. “Now, what d’you think? Think it’s the same proposal as last year? Aye, me too. Think we should send the silly trade deputation packing? All right, you’re the boss. You heard him, lads. Out you get – an’ get more creative next time!”

CUDDLEBUNNY FRERINITH.

I don’t know if you’ve answered this before, but what was the reaction of Dis/Thorin/ Frerin to Dwalin naming his youngest son Frerin

Well, I’ve done a bit of this answer? Definitely Thorin’s and Frerin’s reactions to their namesakes, anyway.

Thorin’s response to the naming of Dwalin’s last child was utter gratitude. He immediately dragged his brother close and held him as Frerin reeled with the knowledge that he was not forgotten.

(Then Thorin had to endure three straight days of Frerin crowing about it.)

Dis’ reactions to all three, though…

Dis’ reaction to Wee Thorin’s name was to stare at Dwalin as though skewering him through with daggers made entirely of her will. Then she said, “another one.”

Dwalin had the good grace to look sheepish.

When Balinith came along, Dis only clenched her jaw and sighed.

When Frerinith came along, and Dwalin told her the name Orla had chosen (hesitantly, his massive hands wringing the edge of his tunic), Dis had to stand and leave the room very quickly.

She’d nearly forgotten what it was to cry with happiness.