Tag: dwalin

Wee Thorin has to do a family tree for school and it is full of pain and angst when he has to ask his parents about it. Also very awkward. The accompanying drawings of the extended family are like 35% guesswork even after Wee Thorin asks every relative he has because the most of older people died so very long ago.

OW

OW OW OW OW

Oh OW

Dwalin can fill in some of it. Gloin tries as well. It’s a good thing that old tapestry is still knocking about… but Dweris’ family is a mystery lost to time and war, and the only thing that is remembered about Farin’s spouse Ganois is that they were a painter. The tree is missing so many of its branches. 

(For the record, Dweris’ mum was named Gweris, and she was a swordsmith. Her father was Delor, a fletcher – but no records about them survived. Not one.)

oh, and Orla will not speak of her family bc GIANT SPOILERS

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. 

Frerinith is really into tea parties. He has tea parties at daycare and tea parties at home. His family members have tea parties all the time – picture Dwalin shoved into a tiny toddler chair with Frerinith, Wee Thorin, and Mumblebee the Bumblebee as table companions, drinking imaginary tea out of the lovely child-sized (and -proof) tea set Dori gave Frerinith for his birthday. (Dain has totally done a few, and loves it). Thorin is laughing his head off.

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Dwalin would be the best at a child’s tea party, though. He would. He’d be determinedly solemnly committed to the whole thing, drinking the tea and clinking the cups and everything.

(he gets the faint feeling that someone is laughing at him – but damn it, his little pebble wants him to take the “cake and bishcits!” and how can anyone say no to that little face???)

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’.)