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It’s been a while some here’s some more dwobbit Frodo

Headcanons/my canon with this version of Frodo

-Frodo loves the rookery and spends a lot of time up there, sharing Bilbos biscuits with his feathered friends

-Thorin makes Frodo a sword with a mithril core called Khazinul, or the silent fang. Light enough for his half Hobbit son to wield with terrifying speed and in near total silence.

-Frodo is never likely to become king unless it is for a very short time towards the end of his life, he will likely step out of succession all together unless something happens to both Fili and Kili. And as such Kili trains him to be Filis other guard and the pair of dark haired Durin men look like slinking shadows behind the future golden king of Erebor and so they are given the name ‘Dûmkhaz’ or ‘twin shadows’

-it wasn’t long after Erebor was reclaimed that Frodo came into the world and Thorin couldn’t justify dressing his son up too much while his people were still finding their footing so he got a lot of very over sized hand me downs, the only new items he got where knitted by Ori

If I was laying, mortally wounded on the battle field- would you take up my sword and defend me as I took my final breath?

Didn’t think so. Get out of my face.

My husband just said “I know nothing about Frodo except that he likes applies”

Frodo: 🐴

Does the one ring change sizes to fit its new ‘owner’ or (more likely story) Sauron has tiny weird baby hands.

I want more fanfiction about Bilbo and Thorin finding each other in the after life so please enjoy this

So that was it then. Death. It came. Collected Bilbos tired body, enshrouded him like a blanket of black satin. When it arrived there was no stopping it.

It felt as if he were back in the shire, watching every candle in his hobbitly home slowly burn down to the holder.

Bilbos eyes were already closed when he passed, hoping Frodo wouldn’t be too heart broken when he was found in the mourning.

Then, suddenly, as if the light were replaced and that satiny darkness pulled back he was no longer in the land of the elves. He was in a home… his home.

Bilbo sat, surprisingly himself with his own strength, he looked down at his hands and saw they were not the ones he had come to recognize at the end of his life.

Then came a knock and the door and as much as Bilbo was confused and disoriented he couldn’t leave a guest standing at his door.

When it swung open there were a number of people he expected to find. Belladonna, Bungo, even Gandalf seemed like a possibility but standing in his doorway, haloed by warm spring sun… he saw Thorin Oakenshield, though Bilbo swore the Dwarf looked younger then he had in his most closely kept memories.

“Master Burglar” The King said, the corner of his mouth turned up in a smile “I wondered when you would show up”

“Come on my boy.. your papa is expecting us”

Thorin enjoys his father-son bonding time but he can’t help but get a bit emotional.

When did his little Frodo get so big?

Seems like a lie

feels like fake news

I have some really rather shite pictures from the glow worm caves if anyone wants to see 👍🏼

Follow me into the dark

Thorin and Bilbo are both good men but no good man is truly safe from a creeping irresistible greed.

I love them being kinda evil I’m sorry.

Will I ever fully render this? Maybe, depends how bored I get

So Thorin and Bilbo tied the knot but Thorin never totally got over his dragon sickness and thus I present to you, a illustration I gave up on half way though of King-Consort under the mountain, Bilbo, Son of Belladonna.

Bilbo looks very pretty but very tired and haunted in his royal portrait. The consorts crown is definitely too heavy for his wee head. But Thorin likes his little consort in expensive and shiny things 😭

(I might rework/finish it later)