I love drawing schmoopy Bagginshieldness. I’ve had several friends try to encourage me to draw more “interactive” dwarf drawings (if you know what I mean *wink wink*), but I’m a hopeless romantic at heart. And nothing is more disgustingly sweet than staring into each others eyes.
Well, well, well! Look who it is. Thorin, son of Thráin, son of Thrór! King Under the Mountain. Oh! But I’m forgetting, you don’t have a mountain, and you’re not a king. Which makes you… nobody, really.
if i really think about how much thorin loves bilbo, and i mean REALLY THINK ABOUT IT, and all the incredibly sappy romantic things he says to bilbo and does for bilbo, i’m literally embarrassed for him