Ooooh yes, I have some ideas!! I put some of them into Midwinter, the holiday themed fic I wrote for the Appendices š
H MY SGOSHSKGSK BELLY DANCING DWARVES EEEE I love ā¤
Ooooh yes, I have some ideas!! I put some of them into Midwinter, the holiday themed fic I wrote for the Appendices š
H MY SGOSHSKGSK BELLY DANCING DWARVES EEEE I love ā¤
Gimris has a lot of hair,Ā after all! I can imagine her being all: āI HAVE LEARNED MY LESSONS DURING GIMIZHāS TODDLERHOOD, I HAVE DONE MY TIME AND NEVER AGAINā
oooooh.
Very different, to be honest. I think Thorin would have been less sombre, less inclined to be alone in his thoughts. He would have laughed more readily.Ā
I suspect that Frerin would have smoothed over a lot of ruffled feathers during the Quest. I can imagine our quick, cheerful Dawning Sun being his ray-of-sunshine self and charming the socks off every Elf… perhaps not Lindir, of course, but a few food-fights and a few barbed comments towards Elrond (āhe made no mention of youā)Ā might have been forgiven far more readily when the nice blond Dwarf is doing some diplomatic schmoozing.Ā
I doubt Frerin would have failed to spot a frikking gigantic stone dwarf staircase.
IDK, thereās a few ways it could play out, Nonnie! Frerin might also succumb to gold-sickness, or he might not. The way I write him, heās a peacemaker by nature… and so Bilbo might have had help in his plan.Ā
I tell you something I know in my bones, though – thereās no way that Frerin would have let Thorin and his nephews (who after all, would have known him, and loved him) GO UP TO RAVENHILL WITHOUT HIM
BOFUR IS THE PROUDEST
SO SO SO SOSOOOOO PROUD
MOVE OVER GLOIN, THERE IS A NEW PROUDEST DADDY IN THE MOUNTAIN
OH MY POOR POOR HEART THATāS ADORABLE
He does that already, so I donāt have to imagine very hard. ⤠Looks after Frerin, never everĀ makes him feel small or unimportant. Tries to protect him from things that would hurt him. Watches over Dis, does everything he can to ease her grief – up to and including speaking to a Dwarf he barely knows (Gimli) to bring her comfort.Ā
Heās a very very good big Bro!
āBut how did you get that name?ā
āMācousin Barur gave it to me, actually…ā
I HAVE AN IDEA ABOUT THAT – but

He is the snuggliest papa and grandpapa who ever snuggled.Ā
Also, a bit of crumbly cake or sugary toffee tends to make its way into the hands of the small injured party. And that doesnāt hurt matters one little bit š
lmao, oh my god, this brings to mind a bit of ancient history though?
Okay, have a story of a (much) smaller Dets…
When I was between three and four, I loved to read A LOT. I pestered my mother constantly, I was a menace for it, probably drove her batty. We have grainy old video footage of me badgering every member of my family into reading with me.Ā
And even after lights-out, I would slip out of my bed and carry a book over to the closed door, to make use of the light that spilled out underneath it. It was barely a sliver, but hey, I had young eyes and kidsā books have big writing (and I knewĀ āem all by heart anyway my nerdery began early)
Anyway… the point of this is to say: Yes. Balinith would too. He would.