Dwarven child soldier just before the battle of Azanulbizar
Gloin was 16 when he fought in this battle. I don’t think this is him but I was intending it to be a dwarf around the same age.
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Dwarven child soldier just before the battle of Azanulbizar
Gloin was 16 when he fought in this battle. I don’t think this is him but I was intending it to be a dwarf around the same age.
HI HI HI only if you want can i request “I needed you” and “I’m not going anywhere” for fluffy Thorin please please please
(I tend to write a lot of romantic stuff, so I thought you might like this instead. Daddy!Thorin. ‘Adad’ = ‘father’ in Khuzdul.)
A loud, shrill shout broke both you and Thorin out of your sleep. Immediately, without thinking and on pure instinct, the King dashed out of bed and into the joining room. You dashed on behind, almost falling out of bed in your desperation to get into the next room.
Your daughter was sitting bolt upright in bed, covers tossed aside, and she was weeping into her arms. Thorin scooped the five year old up into his arms and brushed away the sweaty strands of hair from her brow. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m here,” Thorin whispered and pulled her tighter towards his chest to offer a kiss.
“Did you have a bad dream again?” you asked, reaching over to touch your daughter’s hair.
“Y...yes,” she said, peeping out from her father’s chest. Her large, watery blue eyes looked at you and your heart melted in those moments. “I needed you.”
“We’re here now, dearest,” you told her.
“Come on,” Thorin said and got up from the bed, walking past you and into your shared bed chamber. He placed the little girl down into the centre of the bed and kissed her cheek. “I’ll go and get you some cocoa.”
Thorin left the room and you looked on as your daughter sniffed over the last of her tears. “What happened in your dream?” you asked. “You do know it’s only a dream, my petal? Nothing bad will happen to you. Your father and I are here, and lots of our guards are downstairs.”
“A monster came for you and Adad,” she said, looking down into her lap in sadness. “Cousin Kili came to help, but the monster had already hurt you and Adad.”
By the time Thorin had returned with your daughter’s drink, she had already snuggled down into the covers. Her eyes were beginning to close, but they soon snapped back open at the sight of steaming cocoa.
Both you and Thorin watched her with pride, sitting in silence for a minute or two.
That night, the three of you lay together, and amidst laughter, tickling and a round of games, you fell into a peaceful sleep.
Tfw You accidentally make an Oc of Microsoft Edge and he looks 7 years old.
Btw his name is Maxwell Evans and he is clearly not Internet Explorer
Little Nordin hugging Ms Chicken. because this is important
Guess who? 😉