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’.)

Gimizh has PLANS to help corrupt – I mean, play with – the new royal baby on the way once she/he/they is big enough to join in games. Wee Thorin is worried by the look of glee on Gimizh’s face. Balinith and Frerinith are just excited because new playmate! is always exciting, and want to show him/her/them all their favorite games and toys and sweets and such.

Heheheheh, Gimizh is probably already planning what he can get away with blaming on the baby :DDD

thesherrifssecretpolice:

a lil comic for @determamfidd

my head canon for how laindiwar *finally* accepts dwarves. i’m sorry for my bad writing. script is as under:

-Laindiwar: ‘i don’t understand. how could my brothers, ever faithful to my father, befriend the naugrim?’

-frerinith: *appears*

-frerinith: ‘hey mister! you’re reaaaaally tall!’

-Laindiwar:*sudden realization of the beauty and lovableness of dwarves*

OH SWEET HEAVENS I LOVE IT

SO SO MUCH

LSKJDHFLSHADFLA HIS BIG SHINY EYES

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THANK YOU THIS IS ADORABLE AND HILARIOUS THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!

Frerinith tries so hard to cheer Dis up when she’s down. The hugs and cuddles and sloppy kisses are always nice. His tried-and-true last resort method is to take out his half-eaten piece of honey candy and shove it in Dis’ mouth. Sometimes he misses, and it ends up stuck to her face, beard, clothes or hair.

AWWW – good boy, Frerinith, you keep giving AunDish those lovely cuddles. 

(”His aim’s getting better,” Dis comments one day, the lolly stuck in her moustache.)

Frerinith has a sleepover with Dori and Dori is doing his morning routine and Frerinith is all “me too!” and so Frerinith goes about his day with a baby approximation of Dori-hair and Dori-makeup. He looks fabulous. (This happens often enough that Dori commissions Frerinith a set of clothes that are toddler-versions of his favorites so they can be totally matchy-matchy. It’s adorable, the dapper old fellow and the little kid, Frerinith following Dori around and trying to help.)

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Dori and mini-Dori. 

*clutches heart and keels over*

So all of Dwalin’s kids have some stuff that related to their namesake. Wee Thorin has a set of (nicely decorated) combs and brushes that Dis made for Thorin Oakenshield for his 175th and can’t bear to look at anymore. Balinith has some of Balin’s books and use of his favorite armchair. Frerinith has some of Frerin’s toys. He especially likes the blocks, spending hours piling them in pretty patterns.

I made sad whimpery gaspy sounds all through reading this, Nonnie.

Ohhhhhhhhh ❤