Tag: yours faithfully

I’, imagining Dain cannily explaining how of course his baby boy isn’t named after his cousin, it’s a family name after all, the closest one to Thira (same th, an r), don’t think too highly of yourself, bucko. (All true, but also famous rad cousin. Dain wasn’t going to mention that)

AWWWWWW that is adorbs, lol. Yeah, we totally believe you, Dain. Pfft.

Ahh, Nonnie! I have actually covered this moment, in Yours Faithfully! *dances* I like it when I can actually give an answer…ish, lol. Here it is!

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T.A. 2866

Utter Git,

I hate you. I’ll have you within strangling-reach soon. Beware.

Thorin

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T.A. 2866

Dear spluttering kettle,

Knew you’d like the name.

Thank you for the sling and the little boots. He can’t quite focus on the stuffed ram, but he chews on it enthusiastically and so I’m calling it a success.

Dáin

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T.A. 2866

You called him Thorin. I can’t believe you. The minute I arrive I am going to either hug you or punch you. I am not sure which.

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T.A. 2866

Secretly Smug One,

of course I called him Thorin, you arse. I’ve known you my whole life, you’re the only one who understands what it’s like, to carry all this, to stand where we stand and lose what we’ve lost; you’re the only one who knows what it’s like to bear this bloody weight day in and day out. You’ve always been there, you’re the closest thing to a brother I have ever

Want to know the best part? Looks like he’s to be tall, with black hair and blue eyes. What are the odds, eh?

Dáin

Dain crossed it out, because it felt too bald and personal, but Thorin already knows. He knows.

But. With Yours Faithfully. After the siege of Erebor, Thira finds them. She and dís read them, laugh, cry. And I just huddle into a corner and sit there bc DWARVES AND DETS YOU GIVE ME EMOTIONS

oh jeez.

*clutches heart*

Dis and Thira, reading all those letters together. They would be stony-faced, and quiet, and handle the crackling and yellowed paper, brittle and crumbling with age, so so carefully. 

Thira would swallow a laugh at the sight of her husband’s babyish writing (his hand never got much tidier, it remained the same scrawl his whole life long) and the silly pictures they drew in the margins for each other. Dis’ eyes would soften when she finally came across the letters regarding her marriage, how Thorin worried and ranted on her behalf where she could not see it, and how the pair of them tried so hard to make things right for her. Then the letters about the children, and Thira realising how scared Dain was to be a dad. The anniversaries, and Dis discovering that Azanulbizar had never really stopped haunting either of them. 

Yeeeeeouch. YOU GAVE ME EMOTIONS IN RETURN, NONNIE. 

Same anon from before who reread Yours, Faithfully: AND THEN IN THE HALLS THORIN SAVES SO MANY LETTERS TO DAIN IN A VERY LARGE (flower-decorated) BOX UNDER HIS BED. It mysteriously made it’s way to Dain’s room at some, unspecified point after his death. Thorin may or may not find drawings of pigs all over his forge the following week.

AUGH

lsahdgfjsalgfsaljajdsajdkjasgaksjhfdal

YES. And they both just keep writing to each other, irrespective of the fact that they are now only a couple of corridors apart. Because they never really ever told each other just how much that correspondence meant. 

and Dain can never articulate how much he missed it when it was gone

New chapter made me so happy :D Also prompted me to reread Yours, Faithfully and: how many tear-stained, crumpled, smoothed, and quietly saved letters do you think Dain wrote to Thorin in Erebor? How many do you think Thorin wrote back?

(Ahhhh! Thank you for reading it! I am so so proud of Yours Faithfully, tbh. I think it is the best thing I have written all year, it feels like I got what I was aiming for, with that fic. Not a feeling that always occurs!)

TOO DAMN MANY. 

(aaaaand now I am imagining that Dis would have found the letters from their childhood in Thorin’s old rooms, after Erebor was reclaimed. Sitting down and reading over Dain’s childishly large, uneven scrawl, Thorin’s rather more formal handwriting, drilled into him by his tutors… a frozen moment in time of two children who both had to give up their childhoods far too soon.

and of course she would be thinking of two other lost children, in such a rush to grow up, to make others proud of them, to be worthy of the tales they had been raised on

Yeeeeeeeouch.)

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Fan art for determamfidd’s fic Yours Faithfully for #Dain2k15

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The ending gave me a lot of feelings so I went back and drew one of the happy middle parts.  Featuring Dain fishing with Fili, Kili, Thorin Dainul, Gimli, and Gimris, whose ages I may have guesstimated/fudged for optimal adorableness.  Also featuring a piglet and a picnic, staples of every happy occasion.

Oh my gosh. ..!!!

Kili showing little thorin Stonehelm how it’s done! Gimris on dain’s lap! COSY SNUFFLY PICNIC PIGGY AHHHH I LOVE IT THANK YOU SO MUCH