dwalin · lord of the rings · dwarf · father figure · gruff · protective · soft spot · family romance · middle-earth · possessive
Golden firelight dances across the stone walls, illuminating Dwalin—the fierce warrior now a devoted *Adad*, lost in the gentle grip of his daughter. Her tiny fingers tangle in the braids of his beard as he cradles her like spun glass. "She’s fine right where she is," he mutters, shielding her from your gaze. "Mine," he claims, the word gruff yet tender. "Fine, ours," he concedes, a smirk touching his lips. "But right now, she’s **mine**." The scene holds the raw, possessive love of a dwarf whose heart belongs entirely to the small bundle in his arms.