#autistic bilbo baggins

[catnapperoftheswamp]

Bilbo baggins is Autistic:)

[lucycarlyle]

in reality the drawfs from the hobbit are the best house guests you could ever have, they arrive on time, cook a nice meal for everyone put on a song and dance for entertainment and then they do the washing up!!

[nalesnik-z-morela]

Why is Aziraphale a hobbit?

Enjoys food very much

English vibes™

Has much circle-shaped stuff at his place (the entrance corridor, the main place where the ball was, the inside balconies of the 2nd floor, the spiral stairs)

Can't or simply doesn't want to catch up on things that go quickly with time (like fashion or technology), sticks to what he already knows, believes in old systems

Not only old-fashioned, he's simply satisfied with what he has and doesn't need new stuff or ideas

Has his favourite set of colours and will stick to it all life long

Uses stimulants

Probably doesn't like so called adventures

Loves his cozy home

Tries to be kind at all costs when he's talking to others

But at the same time cares the most about his own business (the Tchaikovsky record is to him what the spoons are to Lobelia)

Enjoys music so, so, so much (pls somebody show him this hobbit band)

If you still aren't convinced, watch The Drunk Scene. He's basically a hobbit. THAT'S ineffable.

Anyway here's more:

Why does Aziraphale remind me specifically of Bilbo Baggins?

There and back again (IM SORRY)

Likes to socialize once in a while, still manages to be socially awkward af

Can't tell his unexpected guests to get tf out

Has questionable moral system

Says dramatic and/or noble lines (Aziraphale: "Welcome to the end times", Bilbo about sitting at the door)

Gets attached to objects and takes care of them

Keeps managable mess around him

Daydreams but won't admit it (unless unconchously bc he's also naive and his mind drifts away fast)

Would be dramatic about forgeting his tissue

Forgets basic stuff when in stressful situation (Aziraphale and his books in 1941 explosion, Bilbo and the tissue)

Gets very much excited about specific things that are nostalgic to him (Azi when The Clues, Bilbo when Gandalf's fireworks)

Tries to be polite more than he can be

The way he breaks when at the limit of social skills and/or managing stimuluses (Aziraphale ringing that bell so everyone shuts up, Bilbo swearing at the dwarves when they start to place their orders about food)

Kinda does magic and thinks that's epic (Aziraphale doing magic tricks, Bilbo fkn disappearing in front of everyone)

Pays attention to words, remembers details and points them out when necessary (Aziraphale "but is it ineffable?", Bilbo and his fourteenth part of the treasure)

Down bad for bribery but only when all other means let down

Just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing (liking even?)

Other Aziraphale-Bilbo paralels that don't really add much:

Has a sword

Has a ring and carries it everywhere with himself

Has a grumpy friend who likes gloomy aesthetic

Long-lived (kind of)

Both ace and gay communities consider him theirs, although he doesn't work like this at all and probably wouldn't even get the concept of orientation at first

Probably thinks he looks cool in his reading glasses (i'm not sure if Bilbo has such but i like to think that way)

That's already a litany and i don't want to write a whole essay. I promise that there are more such characteristics, those will have to be enough for you now. And if they aren't just open those two books.

To sum everything up, considering all mentioned traits and my own experience, i surely can place a statement that all three of us are neurodivergents, thank you very much.

[meteors-lotr]

God I always forget how fucking autistic Bilbo is in the movies

[camille-lachenille]

My autistic ass during the Christmas frenzy

[mopeylopey1]

hello I am writing something for the first time ever and it is about mr bilbo baggins

the shortest way I can explain it is if u took a traditional cultural misunderstanding fic set in post-botfa erebor and swapped it so bilbo thought thorin was courting him bc everyone keeps saying that’s what he’s doing (cue the mithril shirt) except he’s not he’s just trying to engage more in hobbit culture so bilbo feels less lonely (bc he is in love with him) (they are in love with each other)

[snaggletoothedbastard]

Here's a list of my favourite autistic-coded characters (there are a lot of them. buckle up) except I don't explain any of them, and if you want me to go into detail about someone then ask me and I'll comply! Please ask me I want to infodump about them.

(None of these characters are canonically autistic, just coded. Before people yell at me in the notes.)

Frodo Baggins

Sam Gamgee

Bilbo Baggins

Pippi Longstocking

The Captain

Mary Guppy

Robin the caveman

Kitty Higham

Thomas Thorne

Dirk Gently

Farah Black

Bart Curlish

Molly from Lumberjanes

[allium-phyrzz]

old men who go to bed at 7pm

[dreambigdreamz]

The Shire Papers a beloved work-in-progress

Sharing another fic idea that I’ll most likely never write but will lie to myself that I will because I am delulu like that

“The literary journey of a simple hobbit maid, and her [failed] attempts to spark a rebellion in the Shire to overthrow Sharkey and his ruffians.”

Firstly we see the Shire getting roused up and bustling and lively for Bilbo’s 111th birthday party

But during that time a poster/news article pops up on the Party Tree, a hand written paper

And it starts off as a gossip column (haha yes Bridgerton crossover) for the people to read while getting the preparations ready for the party.

It features all sorts of secrets and embarrassing things that people do and say during that time of readying, and it becomes a sort of weekly/monthly thing in Hobbiton

We see Daisy Bolger reading it again one day alone and Bilbo joins her and she tells him the author, Lady Nosybody, must be a very nasty person to write such things about others

He jokes, “Well, the things she writes about are not untruths, are they?” but tells her seriously that “there are a lot of wrongdoings in the world, but calling out others harshly is not a big crime necessarily, though, yes, the author could’ve used less strong words.”

Then finally it’s the birthday party and we see Daisy being unhappy because the other hobbit-children are making fun of her quiet ways and slow understanding. We learn they never want to play with her because she doesn’t understand what she’s supposed to be doing and they all consider her no-fun-biddy (she’s my darling autistic baby)

Then of course the infamous vanishing of Bilbo

A few years down the line and we also learn Lady Nosybody has become quite established in Hobbiton and even has spread over to Bree.

Then the conspiracy theory happens, Frodo leaves Bag End, and the Black Riders come.

When the four hobbits arrive at the Prancing Pony, they miraculously manage to meet Daisy there, which is a big surprise because she’s known to be very quiet and meek, and plus the fact that no hobbit has journeyed out of the Shire without it being a thing talked of.

They learn from the talkative innkeeper that Daisy was often there on errands out of Hobbiton, errands of newsletters from her ‘mistress’ that she carried to Bree to be published, and gives good coins for news from Bree and the travellers. The hobbits are surprised to no end at this seeming interest of outside affairs in someone like Daisy. It comes out to light that she is the one and only Lady Nosybody who has been writing mean stuff about everybody in the Shire for these past years.

She admits and apologises Mr Frodo for calling him “Mad Baggins” but that it was inevitable to join in the majority’s nickname or else it’d be suspicious. Sam is mad that she once wrote about Rosie as “a pretty maid, very good chef, but smiles too much that makes her look there’s nothing up in her head” but Daisy explains that there was beginning to be talk of Rosie’s being the writer behind Nosybody, since she works at the tavern(? inn?) and hears all pieces of news and everyone’s starting to get suspicious of her. In truth, she was collecting information that Daisy was using for her writing, unwisely because it led to people suspecting Rosie. That’s why she had to write in about Rosie, who had been her kindest friend since childhood (some backstory of Daisy’s original name was Meredith except it was shortened to Red, just like her hair, and her mother Rosamunda loved roses and would put red roses in her daughters’ hair except it looks awful on Daisy’s red hair and Mrs Cotton suggested having the younger girl wear white flowers like lilies and daisies and has been like a godmother to her ever since, and Rosie Cotton her best friend.)

She’s even written mean things about herself, which was to throw off suspicion and it rendered Merry and Pippin shocked to no end that she would call herself such names. She tells them she is perfectly aware of her social status in the Shire and writes accordingly to not have anyone suspecting. She wrote once, “There are, as of this year, three hobbits named Daisy, which must account for it being such a common, overused named. It is to be hoped that whichever hobbit-child gets to be named Daisy next, would have better temper than Daisy Boffin (who used to be the most amiable until she married Griffo and became gruffy—appreciate the pun), have better brains than Daisy Bolger because she has none, and better hair than Daisy Gamgee, whose hair looks like an inviting nest for the pigeons.” Also this alludes to Sam’s daughter being named Daisy later on hehe

So to wrap up, she accompanies them to Rivendell because elves and she wishes to see Mr Bilbo again.

But then when the fellowship sets out, she’s sent back to the Shire as a warning and guard against the Black Riders and of the evil ahead, but of course that only earned her a new title of Crazy Daisy. She keeps writing her Nosybody articles, trying to play it as best as possible to stop the other contemporary gossip of why the four hobbits were absent. Then, these ruffian men began to come into the Shire, at the inns and taking up Lotho Sackville-Baggins’ house at Bag End (the one Frodo sold before he went away) and Lotho becomes “Chief” and the Shiriffs are employed to beat and teach anyone who doesn’t obey the numerous rules set out.

So yeah, they begin to feel their home turned and changed for the worse. They have to give up beer and crops as ‘rations’ and ‘gatherers’ but it’s only kept by these ill-looking men. They aren’t able to go out after dark anymore, and basically this coup situation of mine, which inspired me to write Daisy to be honest.

With her siblings Estella and Fatty, she goes over to Farmer Cotton and his family to enlist their help (bc her own parents will get such high blood pressures if they know this truth), revealing to them her true identity and the power it’d have to rouse mass groups of people. She starts writing against this new chief and the Big Boss, but of course, that was a foolish thing since the men simply took her columns away and beat anyone who were caught reading it at the trees the papers were stuck at.

She manages to secretly go over to Bree to ask help from the innkeeper Butterbur but he warns her “that her mistress might do well to stop writing altogether in these dangerous times.” She replies optimistically that her mistress would never back down from doing the right thing against all odds and fears. But trying to get the residents of Bree to know and care about the abuse and terrors in the Shire is now meaningless as Bree was also in the same state.

So starts over half a year of writing a worthy, rousing speech to rally up the Shire, and then copying that same paper for two hundred times just to make copies of it, which she cannot hire anyone else for fear of being discovered. Then, on the day she finished the two-hundredth paper, she climbs up the highest place at Bucklebury, the Buck Hill (where the Brandybucks are in charge so at least the ruffians don’t dare mess around with people just simply walking) and tosses it over into the wind, saying “Fly!! Fly into their hands! Sink into their heads!” and it’s about a rallying appointment to go up to Bag End together to demand to meet their Chief Lotho to complain about the bad treatments in the Shire.

But of course, once again, the men discovers this and starts rounding up anyone caught with the papers in possession. They show up at every door, demanding to search the houses, and leaving with more than a few ‘trinkets’ they meant to keep without permission. Daisy lapses into a sad state of hopelessness as she feels her actions only brought worse circumstances for them as this being invaded of the privacy of their houses was a bitter, brutal insult to the hobbits’ comfort of one’s home.

But the day of the rallying arrived and more than a few showed up, it was more than a success. They marched up the hill to Bag End but were stopped before reaching the door, and a fight seemed about to ensue as the men threatened them to go away and Daisy, quiet and scared till then, stood up and said loudly, “This is our home. You take our food, you cross our thresholds, and you order us where to not go and what not to do. This is our home, and we go where we wish. We won’t hesitate to kick out anyone who bullies us in our own home!” But the men leaned down and took out their daggers saying, “Do you know what this is?” and everybody got scared and dispersed in the face of danger.

So it kind of became secret club meetings at night at Odovacar Bolger’s house and believe me the hobbit loves the importance of it and showing around his home; these club meetings are aimed to pass on the word, to have every household armed with rakes, shovels and kitchen-knifes at the call and ready while they figure out how to organise a breakout. Some of the Shiriffs, like Robin Smallburrow, knew of these proceedings but turned a blind eye and even went as far as to cover up these doings from the ears of more unfriendly Shiriffs. But of course, the general public don’t trust the Shiriffs at all.

Then one night it was said Daisy was whisked away, the men came up to her door and arrested her, locked her up in a cell under Bag End, next to Mrs Lobelia Sackville-Baggins whom she used to insult most vilely on account of Mr Bilbo.

The old lady and the young girl bond over this time in darkness and bondage (“I’m sorry I ever called you a greedy, old hag, Mrs Lobelia.”) Daisy kept fretting and repeating to herself miserably, “We need arms. We need height and size!! We need big, strong elven-warriors like Mr Glorfindel and Erestor.” Whereas Lobelia was mourning her son’s well-being under captive of this Sharkey and his assistant Wormtongue. Then Frodo and the hobbits returned and Buckland rose up in rebellion as well as the Cottons and then Daisy is released and the canon ending ☺️

Daisy ends up taking care of Lobelia for the rest of her life until she died. And the epilogue is she has new kittens and gifts Frodo one of the black and white one whom everybody says is ugly and she’s like “I don’t get why nobody sees he’s such a sweetheart.” And Sam, who is included in the ones who don’t like the grouchy cat, nicknames him Gollum and now Mr Baggins’ grouchy old black cat won’t answer to any other name but Gollum.

Daisy makes up with everyone finally, especially Eppie Fairchild who she used to envy a lot, puts in a teasing word about how mad Sam was about her insulting Rosie, and then completes her matchmaking career by writing about Master Merry kissing her sister Estella near the Party Tree one night.

I have an idea Pippin will keep going to her for advice when he meets Diamond, the girl who nearly ran him over with her cart one day.

But as for her own love-life, Robin Smallburrow chases her for a while but she gently tells him she destines herself for a long life of being a scholarly spinster, which she later fulfils by following Aragorn and Arwen back to Gondor after their visit where they announced no Big People shall enter the Shire ever again.

Oh, and when Mr Frodo is leaving for the Grey Havens, she hurriedly follows them to meet Mr Bilbo one last time and says, “Foolish me, I’ve brought along my portfolio to ask him of what he thinks of these papers I’ve been writing over the years. It’s selfish to ask him to read and tire himself out on the journey, isn’t it?” But Bilbo told her to keep writing nonetheless because he always believed she had that in her specially shining bright.

So it’s been kept alongside the Red Book as “The Shire Papers” which date from Bilbo’s 111th Birthday Party all through Aragorn’s passing the law of the Shire being a safe haven removed from the Big People. The Shire Papers. About all the tumultuous ups and turns and the scouring of the shire and the salvation of it. Oh, the bountiful year of 1420 when the weddings were plenty and the children born that year were golden haired and food was so abundant for everybody and the mallorn tree grew which Master Samwise planted, the seed that was rumoured to be given by the Lady Galadriel.

The Shire Papers

I’m in love goodbye

[autumn0689]

I kin them in an autistic way

[milesasinmorales]

Me when I can tell I’m going nonverbal in the middle of a sentence but I’m talking about my special interest so I try to persevere (and fail): but… he’s just. So. You know. Um he’s how he is . And

[probablyaseamonster]

I love Bilbo Baggins so much

Like-

He was in his 50s when he went on that adventure

He’s a naturally adventurous free spirit but buried it under heaps of social expectations

He has entire ROOMS dedicated to clothes

He never married or had kids, even before he got the Ring

He literally stumbles on his first conversation with Gandalf. “An adventure? That sounds interrrr I MEAN very uncomfortable.” Like it cannot be more explicit

His entire Mom’s side of the family are weirdos/pos that are looked down on by society but are tolerated because they’re richer than rich

He has “after supper morsels”

“Something Tookish awoke in him” “the Took side won” LIKE you see what I mean right?

This man was BUILT for queer/neurodivergent headcanons and you can TELL the story would be a bit different if Tolkien hadn’t lived in the 1930s

[icarian-iscariot]

fr!! me personally i think the ship is lovely, but it’s awful when people try to turn it into some run of the mill hetero ship and ruin their frankly FASCINATING dynamic for the sake of simplicity and palatability. because in canon, they’re a pair of younger middle aged men (taking into consideration their species-based aging mechanisms, of course) who are from two very different cultures, have very different personalities, but compliment each other incredibly well once they get the fuck over themselves. in the beginning, thorin is the king of a displaced nation that’s used to wandering, starving, and having to take control of every situation so that he and his people don’t die, basically. bilbo lives incredibly comfortably and is unused to hardship and adventure, but lives in a community that cares a lot about politeness and respectability, which clashes with his brash personality, and so he values adherence to the social rules of the shire as per his culture, but also values being listened to and respected, as a personality thing. when they first meet, all hell breaks loose for a second, because thorin doesn’t follow hobbit standards of etiquette (obviously) and bilbo doesn’t exactly submit to thorin’s will, nor does he seem to have the skills to fend for himself, which is probably annoying to thorin on a base level, because he sees that as potentially more work and hardship for him in a situation where he is already displaced and working very hard to save his people. as the story progresses, though, thorin learns that bilbo is actually incredibly competent, and bilbo sort of unlearns some of the value he puts in politeness and learns that thorin is a very kind person. so now they understand each other more, and their dynamic shifts to: two middle aged men who are both brash and stubborn but don’t compete for power, and instead fall comfortably into their roles in the company, where bilbo checks thorin’s power when necessary and is equipped to be a partner (whether romantic or no, dealer’s choice) to him and take on some of the responsibility in politics etc, which thorin has previously had to take on himself for god knows how long. it’s interesting and respectful and well written, and that all dissolves when you pretend that the story is made better by making bilbo seem passive, submissive, young, and fem, instead of embracing that these are grumpy middle aged men that respect each other a lot and have good banter about things that don’t matter and talk about what’s good about life and all that. just saying.

I'm not really a bagginshield shipper much tho I do love the dynamic and all but one thing that really bothers me is when people turn Bilbo into some small shy twink ... like bro... that's a 55 y/o sassy little man (hobbit actually) who isn't scared to speak his mind and has done many admirable things??? like why do you draw/write him to be some skinny big-doe-eyed puppy??? just doesn't sit right with me

[aroaceleovaldez]

thoughts on leo valdez? headcdanons? i

[stares at own url] ...I'll give you one for free, lol

Aro/ace Leo.... listen. He explicitly states that he plays up his false persona in aspects that he feels are lacking in his actual personality in an effort to make people like him more, and in his POVs we get a lot of him doing acknowledged-as-nonserious joke-flirting as part of his false persona. Guy who doesn't realize he's aspec trying to overcompensate for his lack of attraction by excessively hitting on people to hide that he doesn't feel attraction towards anyone? Him wondering if he's broken in a whole bunch of ways and trying to make up for it externally while having an identity crisis about that? Something something metaphor about him wondering if cause he's a Hephaestus kid he's a little too much like a machine/robot and can't feel love or The Right Emotions In General™ because of that cause he doesn't know about aspec stuff yet (or that he's autistic)? Can anyone hear me.

Related to that: Leo landing on Ogygia (island of unreciprocated love) and meeting Calypso, who (probably through love magic) actually seems to be attracted to him? And him trying to force himself to reciprocate because he figures that's just how it's supposed to go and maybe for once he's actually experiencing romantic love? And he's so desperate for someone to like him and to feel useful to someone (re: 7th wheel)? But it fizzles out almost immediately after they leave the island, because the heart-eyes wear off for Calypso, especially once she technically no longer needs him, and Leo can't keep up trying to make himself reciprocate (and can't keep up trying to put his mask back up for her, especially now that Calypso seems to actually care about it). I am literally always thinking about this.

Short king,,, I don't care what anybody says he is NOT 5'6" that is way too tall for him. My guy is 5'5" absolute maximum. I usually place him at 5'3". Tiny guy. Made of pipecleaners. Built like Bilbo Baggins...

I've mentioned it before in a couple of places (i know [here] at least) but I did not like his fake-out death in BoO. Also I'm just mad about his dropped character arc(s) in general. My ideal substitute is that instead of dying and being revived, Festus just crashes in the woods nearby and Leo has overexerted his powers too much a la Nico's shadow stuff and is nearly dead but once they get him to the infirmary he recovers and can start working on recovering from his whole depression arc too. Also maybe he loses a leg in the crash so he can match his dad just for funsies, and so that there's some amount of consequence to his sacrifice to make up for him not dying (not like in canon there were any consequences to him dying and being revived anyways...). Also something something accidental Hiccup HTTYD joke. Leo with a prosthetic is always fun. More Hephaestus kids with prosthetics.

I am very amused by the concept of Leo never having any romantic attraction to Hazel at all, possibly even negative romantic attraction once he finds out she dated his great-grandpa (especially since in canon like 90% of his thoughts about Hazel are just kind of appreciative and genuinely thinking she's really cool, if a little confusing at first), and Hazel pretty quickly gets over her side of things once she gets used to the fact that this is Definitely Not Sammy, he just Looks Like Sammy (and does not actually act like Sammy, that's just a fake persona that is eerily similar by coincidence. Real Leo is actually quite reserved and not so much of a vocal goofball most of the time). So they're just besties after their mutual weird Sammy vision and understanding the deeper sides to each other and are each other's person they're most comfortable letting their guard down around cause they've formed that level of trust. Except Frank's over in the corner seething cause he thinks this is a love triangle but he's the only one who thinks that. Leo just thinks Frank hates him for the general reasons he thinks everybody hates him (which is just an assumption he's kind of used to and expects from people, so he does not question it at all). Hazel knows Frank thinks Leo is trying to steal her from him but she's having trouble trying to keep the two of them from nearly killing each other. It's a very homestuck auspistice dynamic.

Leo and Frank eventually work out their stuff and become very good friends to meeee... let them bond over their mutual fear of fire and dead mom trauma! they have so many parallels and I want the two of them and Hazel to be a funky cute little trio!

Dragonkin Leo! That boy is a dragon!!!! I usually say his stuff is kind of spiritual origin (he doesn't really know how to explain it other than his soul is just a dragon) versus like Jason being a wolf therian with a more psychological origin (being raised by an immortal wolf pack rubbed off on him) (rip Piper being the only non-alterhuman in their trio LMAO). I imagine whatever type of dragon he is probably is very similar to Festus, which is part of why Leo clicks with Festus so quickly - he just sees himself in Festus and it's very comforting to him. He definitely makes himself some fun 'kin gear, like a nice weighted tail and wings and claws to try and help his phantom shifts feel a lil less wonky. Also him having dragon talon weapons just sounds cool. He also totally makes gear for any other alterhuman demigods.

[camille-lachenille]

Day 3 of All of Arda is Autistic 2023:

Prompt: Cooking/comfort item

Rating: Gen

CW: autistic meltdown

Ellalwen is my OC for Elrohir’s son, and the twin brother of Elneldor. In this ficlet he is the Elven equivalent of a three years old

The peaceful evening of Imladris was disturbed by a loud, desperate wail, the likes only a distressed child could produce. Elrond immediately dropped the ledger he was holding and ran to Elrohir’s chambers where the sound came from. There, he found his son crouched in front of a sobbing elfling. Ellalwen’s face was red and scrunched as he cried with the full strength of his little lungs, and tears streamed down his chubby cheeks. “Want Bi’bo!” he repeated in-between the sobs.

“Do I need to go and fetch Bilbo? Elrond asked quietly, resting a hand on Elrohir’s shoulder, already sorry to disturb the elderly Hobbit. Elrohir son glanced up and smiled warily.

“There’s no need, Bilbo is his plushie. Dan took Elneldor and the girls to look for it.” he explained quickly before returning his attention to his distressed son. Elrond closed his eyes briefly and pinched the bridge of his nose. The stuffed unicorn, a gift fron the resident Hobbit of Imladris, was the only thing that comforted Ellalwen at night and its disappearance meant he wouldn’t sleep until it was found again.

“Well, maybe Bilbo the Hobbit would know where Bilbo the unicorn is. I recall he spent the afternoon with the children…” he proposed at last, as his son tried to confort Ellalwen without touching him.

“Maybe… if you could go to him, please,” Elrohir answered distractedly. But as Elrond was to leave the room, someone knocked on the door and Bilbo Baggins himself slipped in.

“Good evening my friends. I found this critter sitting on my bed and came as quickly as possible,” the Hobbit said with a kind smile, holding a stuffed unicorn out. Ellalwen looked up, still crying, and made grabby hands at the plushie. Bilbo hobbled toward him and put his namesake in the elfling’s arms. “He missed you a lot, I think.” he said gently, and Ellalwen nodded, his face already buried in the unicorn’s fluffy back. He was still shaking but not wailing anymore and Elrond saw how Elrohir relaxed at the sight.

“Thank you, Bilbo, you are a saviour. And I am sorry for the bother, really.” the younger Elf said, relief clear on his face.

“Oh, none of that!” the elderly Hobbit brushed off. “I have much practise with various relatives’s children. And my dear Frodo-lad had many a similar episode when he was little. Now, I wonder if he still have this old blanket he used to drag everywhere… but I digress, my friends! I bid you a good night, especially you Ellalwen-lad!”

With a last wave of the hand, Bilbo left the room. Elrohir was smiling earnestly now, and Elrond sat on the floor next to him, waiting for the elfling to calm down from his meltdown. After a few more minutes, Ellalwen lifted his blotchy face from his plushie and crawled to Elrohir, who immediately scooped him in a tight hug. “There now, you are safe. Your Bilbo is here,” he said soothingly, almost humming the words. “Hug him tight and close your eyes, pîn nín, it is time to sleep.” Ellalwen rubbed his cheek against the plushie, nodding sluggishly at his father’s words and already dozing off, exhausted by this episode.

Elrond stood up, pressed a light kiss to Elrohir’s head and silently left the room. He had an order for half a dozed stuffed unicorns to send to Dale, now. Just in case.

[is-your-blorbo-neurodivergent]

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reason: He’s just constantly stimming, like if it wasn’t intentional then wtf was that acting choice