Angst! Toddler Ori who thinks that Ori is his dad. So awkward. And a little adorable.

“No, Dori.”

Daddy!”

“DOR. RI.”

“Daddy!”

“No, sweet one, watching? Are you watching? Look here, look at me now: Dor. Reee. Dori.”

“mmaaaabaaaaa Daddy, herro! Herro Daddy!”

“You’re going to have to live with it for a while, he’s just too little to understand,” said Nori, grinning from the doorway. Dori glared up at him, little toddler arms hanging around his neck.

“Dadddyyyyyyy,” said Ori happily, and he planted a sticky kiss on Dori’s bearded cheek. 

Dori sighed and resigned himself to it. He supposed it wasn’t so bad.

“” “This is no time to wait around an’ watch Thorin have feelings,” growled Óin.”” well if that’s not the point of this entire glorious work, i guess we should all stop reading and go home then Óin, how d’ya like that then (i’m rereading all the way through for about the fourth time, and this line always cracks me up xD)

eeee, I love writing Oin. The longer I spend thinking about these Dwarf twits, the more I love Oin. He’s so awesome. <3333

(he’s very loyal! just… not always very respectful, lmao)

heheheheh, this is true Nonnie! 

Bilbo: *muttering* I miss my books, I miss my armchair. I really miss my bed. With sheets and softness and absolutely no rocks. Going on an adventure is not what I-
Thorin: *walks by without a shirt*
Bilbo: What a great time to be alive