aw, Spockie, that is adorable. PUSSENCATS AWWWW…. ah dangit, cat!!
Tag: munDain
MunDáin headcanon: it kills him to do it, but after the Battle of Five Armies, Dáin has his battle boar butchered and roasted to give to the hungry people of Dale and the hungry Dwarves of Erebor. He cries for hours, and he doesn’t eat any, but somehow, he thinks Beastie wouldn’t mind helping keep people alive instead of being laid in stone.
OH WOW OUCH THAT HURTS
It’s seriously awesome how you find the time to write, blog, update us, talk to us about what we make, and still raise the Dwarfling and live your life. I can barely manage half of that. Although, since I’m stuck with the writing bit right now, can I borrow the munDain prompts to write small drabble-type ficlets?
Awwww, thank you kindly, Nonnie! (PSST WE HAVE ACHIEVED A TOOTH, REPEAT A TOOTH HAS FINALLY EMERGED WOOOOO)
Absolutely! Go for it, the MunDain headcanons are for all and sundry. 🙂
(Don’t know if I’m allowed to do this considering I’m Dain ;D) MUNDAIN HEADCANON: Dain sits in council meetings with a #BABYBATTLEPIG in his lap and no one is allowed to speak until they have petted the pig, they are sent from the council chambers if they refuse.
#PATTHEBATTLEPIGORELSE
MunDáin headcanon: when Dáin started to go through puberty, he was very, very uncomfortable for a while and the changes to his body made his skin crawl. He wondered if he might not be a dam. So Dáin’s ‘Amad braided Dáin’s hair in dams’ braids, and Dáin went about like that for a while, and eventually figured out that no, he was a Dwarf after all. Nonetheless, he holds a special kindness in his heart for anyone whose gender and sex differ, and is especially respectful to Jeri if they ever meet.
YES GENDER-QUESTIONING DAIN YES YES YES
munDain headcanon: When he was young, Dain was a thumb-sucker. After he put the tusks in his beard, he sometimes finds one of them in his mouth while he’s focusing on something.
Awwwwww ❤
MunDáin headcanon: Whenever Dáin is having trouble with a difficult ruling, he heads down to the tombs to speak with Thorin, as he always consulted with him in the aftermath of Azanulbizar and in letters during his rule as Lord of the Iron Hills. And he knows it’s only his own mind, but sometimes he thinks he hears Thorin’s voice whispering through the veil of death: “You, my loyal cousin, have more strength and wisdom than I ever did. You are a worthy ruler of Erebor.”
MunDain headcanon: (did I already send you this one, If I did, sorry I shall send it again anyway…) Dain has a special prosthetic for ice skating. When he found out about the golden floor in Erebor, he got a fluffy attachment so he could go sock sliding on the gold. It’s like ice skating but without the icy cold!
WHEEEEEEEEE
Another munDáin headcanon (I have a LOT of feelings about this guy, OK :D): he has a fairly wide streak of ingenuity in him, and would have trained for a trade in engineering if he hadn’t had his role as future Lord of the Iron Hills to fill. Dáin was the one who invented the Dwarvish battle plan with shields over the heads, and he also first had the idea for battle boars (they were originally raised for food, and his ingenuity and soft heart combined to make him suggest that the beasties be trained as a function of their size rather than killed).
munDain headcanon: Thorin Stonehelm was a wobbly little baby, and every time he lost his balance when he was learning to walk he got ready to cry. Dain would unbuckle his foot and hop/trip around the room to cheer him up. (His wife didn’t find out for a while, and when she did, she laughed so hard SHE lost her balance)
Awwwwwww ❤
Aw Yiss 