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oda-cipresi · 4 months

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Hello, I saw your post about taking hobbit requests and I was wondering if you would mind writing something from the perspective of a dragon?

I love dragons and there aren't really a whole lot of things to read with one as the protagonist.

So maybe just something about a dragon helping the company on their quest?

It may be a little cliche but I also like the reincarnation trope so do with that what you will, incase you want to write something about this c:

Omg, first request! Thank you so much :D I love this and I have a few ideas in mind.

(quick disclaimer that English is not my first language. If you spot any mistakes, typos, etc... please let me know)

This is really poorly written and towards the end I started running out of ideas but I do hope you like it :) Any criticism/tips are well appreciated!!

The Company of Thorin Oakenshield with a dragon companion:

Okay, so starting with the fact that the dwarves do not like dragons, it would be doubtful that they would want/allow one on the team, and if they did, it was probably due to Gandalf convincing them, especially Thorin, that the dragon could be useful.

While travelling, they would all be very cautious around it, although I think the amount of cautiousness would also depend on the size of the dragon. They wouldn't be as wary and scared with a smaller dragon as they would with a large one/fully grown one.

Once they eventually warm up to the dragon, they will treat it like an overgrown dog. Thorin would be the last one to warm up, that is *if* he warms up.

Listen, while I know this is the furthest thing from what Thorin would do, I can’t get the idea of him being the ‘’I'm not a cat (dragon) person, I don't like them’’ but then becoming best friends with that very same cat (dragon). However, for that to happen, the dragon would truly have to prove itself to him.

Once they reclaim Erebor (and everyone survives), Thorin would probably have a special room that has an easy exit for the dragon.

The first to take a liking to the dragon would probably be Bilbo, following Gandalf’s judgement.

Fili and Kili would try to stay strong and not give in to the curiosity and amazement of such a creature being peaceful with them, trying to be like their dear uncle. They crack soon enough and start playing with it.

I feel like Balin would also be quite quick to warm up to the dragon once he notices that it poses no threat to the company.

Moving on to travelling with the dragon

They could ride it, yes, but then again, it would depend on the size.

I feel like they won’t use it to fly over to the lonely mountain as they do know it would bring more harm than good

They would still use it to carry their stuff tho.

Sneaking the dragon around in the woods was easier, but once they got to Lake Town there was quite a problem.

I doubt they’d bring it to the actual town, but maybe they’d send it off to come to the mountain from the other side.

The dragon would still need to use the main gate (front gate??). Again, it would depend on the size, in my mind, the dragon is about the same size as Smaug or maybe a bit bigger.

Now when it comes to the fight with Smaug, the company’s dragon would most likely have a dilemma

On one hand, it wouldn’t want to fight its kin, but then again, the dwarves did trust it for so long.

The dragon would probably fight with Smaug, but the people of Lake Town would be set on killing off both

I don’t have that many ideas as to what would happen between the company’s dragon and Smaug, nor do I have ideas for what would happen during the battle of five armies.

I do believe that if the dragon survived the fight with Smaug and Lake Town it would stay with the dwarves until the very end

Other than that, I can't think of anything else, but I might add a few if I remember anything new

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idjitlili · 3 years

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Your eyes can be so cruel.

Kili x reader

Summary: Being apart of the company, and growing close to Kili. After stopping at an inn, some drunk men, decide to pick at Kili's appearance. Words from Bowie come into favour.

A/n: Requested by Thatfoolishhuman I have seen this idea a lot for Kili, but I'lol make it my own :) Also I'm British, so don't be mad at my spelling. FIRST IMAGINE OF 2021

Word count:3375

Warnings: Listened to David Bowie while writing this, sorry Bowie you just too handsome. Swearing.

Songs in order: rebel rebel, as the world falls down.

There was perks from travelling with your parents; due to business. The most frequent place you'd go was Tortuga, it was a quite a large village. Every time that you'd go, you and your parents stayed in an inn, which had a pub connected to it.

You'd eat with your parents in there, before all the drunks arrived, it was also a Saturday that you'd go. Saturdays meant that a song writer, and singer in one , was always there. His name being Jareth, he was a very beautiful man, in honesty one of the best musicians, in history.

Jareth was a skinny man, had a huge blond mullet, beautiful eyes one pupil larger than the other, beautiful accent, beautiful everything. Who couldn't have a crush on Jareth, his songs were like none other.

These trips started when you were 5, when your parents business finally picked up, all the way up until you came to age. Which is when you joined the company, due to Gandalf.

You didn't think you'd ever see Jareth again, but you do. You had undoubtedly had a crush on the singer growing up, you had almost forgotten about him when you joined the company.

Personally you didn't know Gandalf very well, not like your parents did, but he recruited you for an adventure, how could you deny it. A chance to see elves, dwarves, dragons? No way you was going to pass up that chance, no way.

You were surprised when the company had picked up, after getting Bilbo, since you lived on the way. Scary yes, not knowing any of these people, a chance at getting friends, you could only hope.

Strange was to say the least, you had seen a couple of dwarves growing up , that was just in pubs mostly. The were always not so pleasant, but these dwarves, plump and strikingly handsome. That hobbit? Bilbo that didn't take long for you to become friends, being shy didn't help, but some how you managed.

Dwarves were were quite scary; to say the least they intimidated you.

That was until a particularly rainy day, when the mud was like cake batter. Thorin had decided it was time to stop for the night, the rain hammering down, lightning even, every now and then.

Everyone was getting off their pony's, as were you, you was about to step down, when a huge crack of thunder was sounded above you. Damn you Thor. You had jumped, slipping on the mud, but you never hit the floor, instead you into strong arms.

Looking up , drips of water from dark hair had dripped on you, as Kili looked down at you. Your feet upwards, like a trust fall, you had smiled in embarrassment back to Kili, who had pulled you up to your feet. "T-thank you." Now standing up on your own, pulling your tunic down, trying to avoid eye contact.

"You're welcome, wouldn't want you to ruin your clothes a day into our journey." Kili had smiled at you, as you looked back to him from your feet, smiling slightly back.

Dwarves weren't as bad as they were made out to be, you learned that very quickly. When it was time for baths, turns out they were protective over females, always when you bathed two dwarves stood guard, just in case.

On cold nights, you'd wake up with an extra blanket.

Even though Thorin didn't like you were on this quest, he was never horrible, maybe because you just stayed quiet. You did not want to anger that beast, Bilbo talked quite a lot and look at him..

On one night, you were told to hide, Bilbo had been kidnapped by trolls, you hadn't listened. You followed everyone else, staying the bushes, getting as close as you possibly could, before quietly climbing up a tree with your knife.

It wasn't long before they were all caught, you just staring down at them, specifically Kili, you had hoped at he look up, and see you drop the knife. You could not make nose that would have alerted the trolls immediately. Sat on a branch , trying to blend in as much as possible.

That was Kili had looked up wide eyed, as you dropping the knife , and quickly climbed further up the tree to get out of eye view. You had thought it had worked, oh you was wrong.

"That one has gotten out!" Kili had started running around the trolls , as if he was sonic. A few minutes that lasted before you had noticed a shadow. But it didn't matter because Bert had grabbed Kili tightly,like he was slime that wouldn't stay put. No way would not have bruises after that. Of course he got out of Berts grip as Gandalf had appeared, cracking the large Boulder, turning the trolls into stone.

Feeling terrible the next day still, when the company had stopped again for the night and everyone had went to sleep. You could not, Kili being on watch, you had gotten up quietly, making your way over to him, sitting on log next to him.

Thinking about what you would say, Kili had beaten you to it. "Can't sleep?" His voice sounded tired, but still as lively. "Yeah.. um I'm sorry." Very convincing, indeed.

" for what?" The fire glowing orange, causing Kili to be barely visible as he turned to his to look at you. "It's my fault, that you got hurt yesterday, I should've listened to Thorin."

"What on earth are you going on about? I wasn't hurt? I'm fine, no one is dead , you did great, you didn't throw the knife at my head, maybe then I'd be distrusting in you." You felt like sighing, thankfully, but that would be cringy.

"I haven't got good aim, so it could've happened."

"You need someone to teach you." You had scoffed slightly at Kili, gaining his full attention.

"I do not think anyone would have the patience." The warm orange glow from the fire, lit up the outline of Kili's face, a small grin could be seen.

"Are you challenging me? I have to sit through multiple speeches from Thorin a day."

"That's because you and Fili mess with him, I saw you the other day tangle a bunch of branches into his hair ,while he was sleeping. Why are you always surprised that he gets mad?"

"That was funny though, did you not see that bird fly at him? It shat on his face." Kili's grin only widened, as did yours, you had seen, Thorins face was bright red with the whipped cream.

"I'm surprised Thorin doesn't just leave you somewhere."

"My mum would kill him. Right that settles it, you will learn from the best , to throw knives."

"You will really get Fili to help me?" Kili had gasped at you , sarcastically. "Oh I see, you want that Lion, over me, I'm hurt y/n."

"No,no, thank you Kili."

Thus, a bond was formed every night the company stopped, Kili would take you from camp, taught you basic defensive techniques and knife throwing.

To say the least, it did not take you long to develop a crush. Fili and Bilbo had became suspicious and decided to sneak up on you two. Why you'd do , not sure, Bilbo supposed to be smart, for all they knew you could've been going at it.

Instead they found you both sparring, undoubtedly they were confused, as you knocked the sword from Kili's hand ,before tackling him. Straddling him, as you looked up to see Bilbo and Fili. Quickly letting go of Kili's wrists, Kili looking up confused too, as you stood up, pulling him up with you.

"Oh, hi, we were just sparring." Too embarrassed to speak, Kili did soon as he noticed his brother and hobbit. "So, this is what you two have been doing for weeks? 'Sparring'?" Fili didn't believe it, if Thorin knew he would not have, an heir to the throne, left unsupervised with a woman? No way.

"Yes Fili, I've been teaching Y/n how to defend herself." Sweat dripping down both of your faces, "Right okay, Thorin said it's time for you to have a bath in the quarry, before the dwarves filthy it. Come on y/n." Bilbo had pulled you away, turning your head back to Kili you had sent a smile back to him.

You were back on the road soon enough, Thorin had decided to let the company stop for a night at an inn, an inn with a pub on the side.

Tortuga, the inn you had grew up at.

What day was it? Saturday, you could only hope, you had a huge grin on your face. You had grabbed your stuff, once everyone was off their pony's, heading in to the inn,

Getting to the desk, to check into the inn, which consequently next to the bar, you in front. "Aye, it's y/n/n! It's been a while, luv. And you've brought friends, do you all need rooms?" Sparrow, the owner of the inn had greeted you,with a grin. That man was also very handsome, but too old for you though.

"I know, mum and dad been here a lot though, I assume? Oh I'm, when they next come here, would you be able to give this. And yes please we need for 16." Handing Sparrow the letter from your pocket.

"Of course, okay right it's 2 coins each for the night." The dwarves soon pulled out there coins passing them forward, as did you.

As Sparrow got the keys after counting the coins, he had turned back to you. "Oh, and lucky for you, y/n/n Jareth is here tonight." Sparrow had grinned, as your face flushed.

"Oh,really?" Kili unknowingly to you had also developed a crush on you, the mention of Jareth, made him bubble with jealousy. The company wondered, why such a young woman would be on nickname terms with the pub owner, and who Jareth was. They hadn't seen you as that type of girl, they were right not you, you weren't an alcoholic.

You had all went to your rooms, you had bathed deeply , dressed and headed down to the pub for dinner. The company already there, sat at tables, with jugs of ale. There was a space next to Kili, who had waved you over to sit.

Squeezing next to Kili, Sparrow had catcalled you again. "Oi, y/n/n , usual?" Nodded to his question, Loki the cook had brought out your favourite dinner, as Sparrow brought you an ale.

"You had it ready? Thank you." Sparrow had just winked leaving you to eat your dinner, the others were too busy drinking , but when they had noticed your food, they quickly ordered food.

"So, you come here regularly?" Kili had questioned as you finished your food, "oh, I'm yes, I travelled with my parents growing up , we had to drop stuff off here in Tortuga often , so we would stay here for the night." You had spoken quickly , wanting to change the subject.

" Transporting goods then?" Kili was intrigued, watching you intensely as you sipped your ale. Really he wanted to know who Jareth was. "Yeah, pretty boring, got to see a lot of places though." After that, a lot of people began to pile in, and the dwarves got drunker.

You knew it was going to be soon, that Jareth would be here. Not long at all, customers getting drunk, it was lively indeed.

Though nothing ever happened between you and Jareth, he still held a place in your heart, as well as being your best friend.

That's when you heard it.

"Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo

Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo" you head had shot up,in search of him, but you couldn't see him.

"You've got your mother in a whirl

She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl

Hey babe, your hair's alright

Hey babe, let's go out tonight

You like me, and I like it all

We like dancing and we look divine

You love bands when they're playing hard

You want more and you want it fast

They put you down, they say I'm wrong

You tacky thing, you put them on." Then you saw him, on the stage , well sort of a stage.

Catching sight of his mullet, down to his eyes, he had not noticed you, you wondered if Sparrow had told him you were here. You hoped he would see you.

"Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress

Rebel rebel, your face is a mess

Rebel rebel, how could they know?

Hot tramp, I love you so!" Thats when Jareth finally caught your eyes, holding eye contact as he sang, Blush upon your face. You had gotten up and went to the bar, ordering something strong, before retiring to your seat.

As Jareth had already started another song, you smacked down your drink.

"There's such a sad love

Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel

Open and closed

Within your eyes

I'll place the sky

Within your eyes." Jareth , catching your eye, gesturing you to come closer , with his hand.

"There's such a fooled heart

Beatin' so fast

In search of new dreams

A love that will last

Within your heart

I'll place the moon

Within your heart"

Standing up , Kili watched you as you walked towards the stranger man, as did the other dwarves.

"As the pain sweeps through

Makes no sense for you

Every thrill is gone

Wasn't too much fun at all

But I'll be there for you-ou-ou

As the world falls down."

Jareth had held knelt down, holding his gloved hand for you to take, which you did. Pulling you up onto the stage. Still holding onto your hand, still singing, as he continued singing, you placed your hand on his shoulder as he placed his other hand on your waist.Kili's heart ached.

"Falling

As the world falls down

Falling

Falling in love." As you two danced , in sync, you truly loved Jareth, Kili stood up , went to the bar to get another drink.

"I'll paint you mornings of gold

I'll spin you Valentine evenings though we're strangers 'til now

We're choosing the path

Between the stars

I'll leave my love

Between the stars." Jareth had taught you how to dance, and every time you visited , he'd give you another song he had written for your book. A book which held all his songs.

"As the pain sweeps through

Makes no sense for you

Every thrill is gone

Wasn't too much fun at all

But I'll be there for you-ou-ou

As the world falls down

Falling

As the world falls down

Falling

As the world falls down

Falling

Falling in love

As the world falls down

Falling

Falling in love

As the world falls down

Makes no sense at all

Makes no sense to fall

Falling

As the world falls down

Falling

Falling in love

As the world falls down

Falling

Falling in love

Falling in love." As soon as the song was over, you both had gotten of stage and you had jumped into Jareths arms.

"Missed you."

"Ditto,"

Jareth had looked over to your table, "so you are travelling with dwarves now?" You had smiled , looking back your table, Kili wasn't there. "Yes, Jareth, I'm going on an adventure, we have already seen trolls."

Grinning down at you, realisation hit Jareth, and went rushed to his bag quickly before returning back to you with a sheet of paper.

'Magic dance.'

"Just in case you meet a Goblin king. So who is your beloved?" Taking the piece of paper, looking at into Jareths blue eyes in confusion. "W-what?"

"The dwarf that stormed out, he does not like me." Jareth had chuckled, as you folded the piece of paper up placing it away. "We aren't together."

"Maybe you should go check on him, y/n/n, come see me later, I'm staying here tonight." You had briefly hugged Jareth before leaving the pub.

That's when you heard it, "stupid fucking hairless, fuck." Local drunks harassing Kili. "Oi, what are you doing?" The men had turned briefly to look at you, before scoffing. "Fuck of tramp."

You had marched up to the greasy man, pulling by the shoulder, to face you , and kneeing him in the crotch, making the man double over. Kili had punched one of them. The men soon ran, when you had tackled one of them, beating them into mash, when Kili had pulled you off,the ground, trying to get out of his grip. All the men ran.

"It's me, y/n, stop, if you continued you would have been arrested." Placing , you back onto the floor, Kili had soon walked off, heading to his room, you following. But he had closed the door before you could get in.

This, you climbed up the roof hanging over the roof, to look into Kili's room. Looking like Spiderman. Kili sat on his bed staring at the wall, not moving, jumping when you knocked the window.

He had rushed to the window when he had seen you , hanging of the roof, you definitely couldn't hold on longer. Though Kili wasn't tear stained , it was clear that he was upset. He had opened the window, helping you in.

"What are you doing? On the roof, what if you fell." He as definitely annoyed, "I would not have, plus I wouldn't have to if you let me in before." You definitely would have fell.

He hadn't answered this time, just sat on the bed, away from you, you sat next to him on the bed.

"Kili, talk to me, tell me what has made you not yourself. Please, Kili." You didn't dare touch him, but you did placing your hand on his foreman. "Why don't you go to your beloved? You won't be seeming him for a while , instead of bothering me." You had scoffed pulling your hand off of him, you already knew he ran off because of Jareth.

"You are very stupid dwarf, in all honesty, Jareth is my bestfriend, only friend I had growing up, and don't you think he is a bit old for me?"

"I don't believe it, you like a man that has long soft hair, nothing like me, I can't even grow a beard."

"frankly beards are really gross, tell me that the dwarves don't smell? You know why? Because they drop food all their beards and don't know it." You had laughed, imagine Bombur going through his beard and finding cheese.

"They do smell,"

"Exactly, and what's wrong with your hair, Kili?" You had turned on the bed, bringing your hand up to his hair,touching it gently, moving it out for his face. "I think you've got lovely hair, those guys were just idiots, Jareth had to beat them with a soup spoon once, you are not stupid nor hairless. How could they call you hairless? They are bald?"

Cupping Kili's face, to bringing him to face you, looking into his chestnut eyes. "Y/n, I must confess, that this would not have happened if I did not like you." And with that you had pressed your lips to his.

"Your eyes can be so cruel

Just as I can be so cruel

Oh I do believe in you

Yes I do" Jareth singing faintly could be heard.

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ahufflepuffhobbit · 2 years

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17, 18, 20, 22!!

Do you think readers perceive your work - or you - differently to you? What do you think would surprise your readers about your writing or your motivations? Maybe? I don't know if they perceive it any differently than I do, and no one has seriously told me about any assumptions about me (I did get hate from a troll that said I must clearly hate bottom!Bilbo and everyone who reads it, which... was interesting. Considering I write bottom!Bilbo a ton, read a ton of it [also have a ton bookmarked] and they left that comment on a bottom!Bilbo chapter, so, I don't think that counts) As for what would surprise readers, I think maybe the would be surprised by how susceptible I am to future fic ideas lol I have a running list in my google docs of just future ideas to write when I make more progress on my current WIPs. So if theres ever anything they want to see, they really just have to float the idea in front of me, and most of the times I'll bite.

Do any of your stories have alternative versions? (plotlines that you abandoned, AUs of your own work, different characterisations?) Tell us about them. Yeah, I mean, I think that's a side effect of writing time travel fics in particular. For every change I've made to the canon, I've considered the many ways that it could have gone, which inevitably means I have to choose one and have these other ideas floating around in the ether until I forget them. XD I can't think of any specifics right now, but I know there are a ton of alternate takes on my time travel fic

I answered 20 here!

Do you reread your old works? How do you feel about them? Yeah XD hahahaa, I definitely do. Just like you, I tend to write the things I want to read, so of course I'll reread them. If there's been a good chunk of time since I wrote it, I tend to forget that it was me and I get sucked in very easily XD if it's something recent, I'll be a bit more critical and probably won't enjoy it as much. So I tend to wait at least a few months before I reread anything.

#ask game #my fic stuff #bagginshield #tttau

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erosofthepen · 3 years

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Hello! I had an idea for an imagine that I wanted to get your thoughts on, if that's fine by you. Which Characters from The Hobbit and Lotr do you think would most enjoy dating a Dark Academia-style Writer? So like she dresses in the Dark Academia fashion, reads Classical Literature and her own stories and essays to them while cuddling, excitedly Rants about History and Literature to them, and maybe they even find her journal full of sappy love poems and rambles about how much she loves them? Who do you think would be most down for a s/o like that, if you don't mind me asking. I'd love to get your thoughts on this, and your blog is so spectacular btw!

Oh ho ho, my friend, this is right up my alley. I am obsessed with Dark Academia.

For ‘The Hobbit’:

Bilbo Baggins.

He was literally the first person to pop into my head. He is a perfect mix of cottage core and light academia, and I feel like he would have a lot of love for dark academia as well. When you’d cuddle, you’d both be reading your respective books (or even better, reading the same book with one another, or even even better, reading aloud to one another), and when a particularly deep or meaningful quote or scene happens, you would both discuss it thoroughly. You would both go into rants about history and literature you find interesting, and understand one another perfectly, going into incredible depth about the topics. If he ever found love poems you wrote about him, he would read them with the fondest smile upon his face. Who knows, in a few days, you might even come across a few poems or songs he has written about you.

Bard.

Bard has a lot of respect for history, (I hold firm to the belief that he was one of the very few lake men who really cared about the towns past), and would probably even help teach you some history of Dale and Esgaroth. And if you teach him about our worlds history and mythology, he would be all ears and find it utterly fascinating. He would totally be down to just spending quiet days at the library with you, and would probably read every book you recommend to him (Imagine discussing ‘A Secret History’ with him… that would be quite an interesting conversation). And if he ever came across love rants/poems… this man would get all cute and tell you how much they mean to him. He’s just that kind of person.

Thorin.

This dwarf would be incredibly into Dark Academia. I can just imagine dressing him up in one of those gray waistcoats with the white, long-sleeved undershirt. If he should roll the sleeves up to the elbow… sigh. He could totally dress the part. And he would absolutely love seeing you dressed dark academia style. His color palate is very similar to what is typically dark academia. And get ready for hours of discussing both dwarrow and human history with him. Also, if I may go out on a limb here, there is this headcannon I have about dwarrow museums being carved into old mineshaft used of resources. Thorin would be immensely proud and excited to show you and teach you everything in the museums. Walking down the stone halls and him pointing out various carvings and texts on the walls, your dark academia mind couldn’t be happier. And cuddles with his arm around your shoulders, lying in bed after a long day, ending the night reading. He would occasionally look down at what your reading (possibly asking what’s going on in the plot, depending on if you get annoyed by interruptions or not) and smile to himself. If you read your own work to this dwarf, expect the best feedback possible. He is very thorough with his feedback, and knows how to properly give constructive criticism as well as highlighting the best parts of your work.

Lindir.

This sweet little elf would be beside himself. He loves the libraries in Rivendell, and you sharing and reading stories with him opens up worlds. He would also love the way you dress, and will often ask what has inspired your ‘look’ for the day. He gets excited when you come to him with a new topic to rant about, and will likely contribute some very insightful views on the matter. When you come to him with questions about Middle Earth’s history, he will gladly answer whatever you ask (and probably end up having a history rant of his own. ‘Hey Lindir, what are the Silmarils?’ ‘…how about you sit down, and we’ll chat about it for a few months.’). He would just be the sweetest if he found your love rambles, and would be blushing the entire time reading them. Expect a wonderful thank you and an entire sonnet of his own composed for you.

Ori.

Can’t forget this little scribe. He would be beside himself at finding a fellow reader and writer, and the two of you would have so many reading sessions where you discuss what exactly this word meant in this context, or just ranting sessions where you gush and/or vent about a certain scene or plot development. He would find your outfits absolutely exquisite and probably even help you piece some together. Cuddling with him while reading is honestly the best, because you’ll just be laying side-by-side, surrounded by pillows and blankets (possibly in front of a fireplace in the Great Erebor Library), and just be reading your different books together, content to just read without feeling the need to talk. If you ever read your work to him, he would be beside himself at the level of trust you place in him (being a writer, he knows how daunting sharing your work can be), and he would love whatever you write. Expect him to start sharing his work as well. For the love poems, You’ll probably find his poems/rambles first, tbh. He just loves expressing himself through writing, and expressing his love for you is his favorite thing. You both get all sappy and blushy when you read one another declarations of love.

For ‘Lord of the Rings’:

Frodo Baggins.

Much like his Uncle, Frodo has a healthy appreciation for history and literature. He’d just love pouring over different books with you, and discussing them. His favorite thing to do with you on rainy days is to curl up with a good book and read aloud. Maybe even a walk down the trails and paths with an umbrella as well (Lobelia in the hobbit movies and the end of return of the king has proven there to be umbrella’s in Middle Earth). Hobbits are known for their passion for History, particularly family History, so he’ll definitely go into some rants of his own about the history of the Shire, and will sit and listen to your rants as well.

Elrond.

Lord Elrond is like a living, breathing, history textbook. He would be the absolute best person to discuss historical events and mythology and such. His keenness for knowledge knows no limits. There will definitely be very, very, long conversations about literature and meanings behind what the author writes, and the morals and values of the texts. Honestly, there is just such a depth of understanding between you and Elrond that is incredibly hard to find in others.

Faramir.

This man. This is the man who literally fanboyed over Gandalf and became a pupil to him. He would absolutely be beside himself when he meets you, because another human who is obsessed with learning and history and literature and discussing it and having deep conversations about it??? He would fall hard. And he would always love the way you dress, whether you are wearing a cozy sweater-vest or a dramatic trench coat. The two of you would literally spend hours in Gondor’s libraries, pouring over shelves of scrolls and books, taking notes on them, and maybe with a few older ones, restoring them together. Your favorite thing to do before going to bed is lighting a few candles and reading together. He would especially be fascinated and amazed at anything you have written and willing to share with him. He honestly just loves you so much, and feels so understood when he’s around you. And finding love poems written about him fills him with an indescribable amount of joy.

Aragorn.

When not off doing important Ranger or Kingly duties, Aragorn would just love to spend time reading with you. The kind of quality time where neither person needs to say anything, because the simple presence of the person is enough. He’s very into History, and I can totally see him ranting to you about the story of Beren and Luthien (perhaps the rest of the Silmarillion if he has the time), and would love to hear about your stories and books from our world. He’s the kind of person who prefers to dress practical, but that doesn’t stop him from complimenting your outfits and thinking how great you look every time you walk into the room. He loves the aesthetic of it. And should he ever stumble across a poem about him, he will probably keep it to himself, but memorize every word and repeat it to himself while traveling.

So I may have gotten just a tad bit carried away with this, but it was so much fun doing! Thank you for this ask! I hope this is what you were looking for. Now, i’m going to make myself a cup of tea and go to bed.

#bilbo baggins #dark acadamia #ori #aragorn #lindir #elrond #faramir #hobbit asks #lotr asks #frodo #thorin #bard #claraofthepen #the hobbit #lord of the rings

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Can you do a scenario of Tsukki, Bokuto, Akaashi and Ushijima when his gf and her bff have their language and inside jokes? Like her bff said somethink like "Excuse me waiter, there's a hair in my cake" or "The cap drops straight onto the jar" her gf and bff are crying and snorting but he don't understand nothing? Sorry if this is confusing also sorry if I write something wrong Polish is my first language :) Have great weekend

Firstly you’re writing is amazing for English not being your first language. Secondly, you have an awesome week! And thirdly, THANK YOUUU ❤💙

Tsukishima

For some reason, he thought it was a good idea to accompany ____ and her best friend out for a meal. How very wrong he had been. They got to they cafe and sat down. Tsukishima could hear the two girls talking but couldn’t understand a word they were talking so fast. He sighed and pulled out his phone to pass the time, before a waitress came.“Hello, please can I have the fish jar?” Yukiko asked. (I made this up idk, but I imagine it to be a rainbow in a jar. So different types of fish in layers with vegetables etc).“Certainly,”“Could I have the lasagne please? Nothing quite as eccentric as Yuki here,” she teased her friend.“Yes of course,”“Just some strawberry cheesecake please,” Tsukishima requested. When the waitress walked away, the two girls just burst out laughing and glancing at each other.“What did I miss?” Tsukishima asked, with his usual bored look.“Kei, you’re amazing!”___ cried with laughter, just as Yukiko snorted.“Uh, can you stop? You’re attracting attention,” he asked them. They stopped laughing so hard but their bodies were shaking so hard from the laughter that it was evident something was still funny.“Can you at least tell me what’s so funny so I don’t look stupid and gormless here?” he almost hissed at ___. She sobered up quite quickly after that.“Sorry Kei. It was an inside joke from when we were kids. We uh, we had nicknames for people we did and didn’t like, so when these trivial things come up in conversation, all he’ll breaks loose. But the person named Strawberry Cheesecake…” she took a breath to stop from laughing “…was someone who neither of us will get over the stupidity of,” she explained.“Well it wasn’t really their stupidity. More like they tried too hard - as in they tried too hard to play the class clown, and failed miserably. At the time it was the most hilarious thing we could think of,” Yukiko explained further. Tsukishima nodded, still a little unsure. He could have sworn they were acting high or drunk.Shortly afterwards, their food arrived. Yukon took the lid off her fish jar, and nudged ___.“Hey…” she said, And dropped the lid onto the jar, not from too far away. It landed and they broke into fits of giggles again. ___ started choking a little on her food, which only increased Yukiko’s entertainment. She was almost crying. Tsukishima gave his girlfriend some water and she calmed down, sighing and holding her stomach.“You two are impossible!” Tsukishima exclaimed, exasperated at their behaviour.“Sorry…” they apologised like chastised children before ___ spoke.“Say, Kei, is that hair in your cake?“she asked with a straight face. Yukiko disappeared from view, falling off the seat. ___ had a very good poker face, and so restrained from laughing, but Tsukishima wasn’t buying it."Alright I’m never coming out with the two of you ever again. Your mental age decreases about 20 years, and you arent even 20 yet!”

Bokuto

“Kou-chaannnn!!!” Yukiko called, waving him and his girlfriend ___ over. The two girls hugged and grinned at each other. Bokuto had never been out with the girls before, and he wasn’t sure what it entailed, but there was no practice on, Akaashi and Kuroo were busy, so what else was there to do.“Are you coming Koutarou?” ___ asked, holding her hand out. He latched onto it and a large grin appeared in his face. He loved holding hands with his ___. They went into a few shops, before spending a longer time in a clothes shop. Bokutos wasn’t really paying attention. He was in his own world. Or least he was until ___ almost doubled over from laughing. He looked between her and Yukiko, trying to see what was so funny, but coming up with nothing. Yukiko had a dress and a suit round her neck with the coat hanger (you know, wjem you try something for length and put it round your neck without actually trying it on?), with one on either side. When they didn’t stop laughing, he started to feel Emo Bo coming out, but he didn’t want to ruin his girlfriend’s day out with her best friend, so he managed to suppress it.“___…?” he asked, looking at her with utter confusion. She smiled at him and took hold of his hand again.“Sorry Koutarou, it’s just and inside joke me and Yuki-chan have. You don’t need to worry,” she told him, ruffling his hair with her other hand. Just from that simple action, Bokuto’s emo side dissolved away, being replaced with adoration for the female in front of him.

When they got home at the end of the day, Bokuto whined and begged ___ to tell him all her inside jokes with Yukiko so he didnt feel as left out next time.

Akaashi

Akaashi’s girlfriend, ___, and her best friend were having a movie day in, and since he had nothing better to do, he decided to join them. They first watched a film called Eragon (I RATE THIS BOOK SERIES NOT THE FILM) and it went by fairly smoothly.“Well, I guess as a warm up film it was ok, but the books are still a million times better,” Yukiko, ___’s best friend judged, shrugging.“I totally agree,” ___ nodded.“So do you want to do a Lord of the rings binge or a Harry Potter binge?” Yukiko asked, indicating like an air hostess. Akaashi had never seen his girlfriend go from serious to crying with laughter so quickly. Sure, he was happy she was laughing but BOY WAS HE LOST. Instead of voicing his confusion, he stood up and started walking to the kitchen.“Do you want some popcorn?” he asked, and ___ squealed.“YES PLEASE!! LOVE YOUU!!” she called and Akaashi nodded. This was normal. ___ liked to voice her love, while Akaashi struggled to show emotion, so only did so when they were alone and at the right time. It worked for them and they had been going out for more than a year now.

When the Fukurodani setter entered back into the room, he identified the hobbit being played. All the dwarves had just started singing Misty Mountains. He put the popcorn down and kissed his girlfriend quickly. She grinned and glanced at him, smiling, before looking back to the TV.Soon enough, Bilbo was running out his house with the contract and running through the Shire.“I’m going on an adventure!!” both ___ and Yukiko quoted and burst out laughing again, both thinking of the same incident a few years ago. Akaashi let out a sigh. He had a feeling something like this may happen.“___, if you’re going to be laughing, could you explain what it is you’re laughing at, so i don’t feel so clueless?” he asked. She apologised profusely.“I’m sorry Keiji. I will do,” she smiled, grateful to have a boyfriend who spoke his mind so clearly.

Ushijima

He had just finished in the volleyball club at school, and had decided to spend some much needed time with ___, his girlfriend. She had been patient and let him practice as much as he wanted over the past three months, for which he was truly grateful.The captain walked over to her apartment and heard laughing from inside. Frowning, he knocked on the door.“Stop it!! Someone’s at the door,” he heard her laugh, before scurrying to the door, opening it.“Wakatoshi? What’s wrong?” she asked.“Who else is here?” he asked. She blinked.“Just me and Yukiko,” she said. He sighed. They were having a tickle fight. Of course. See the relationship Ushijima was in was unorthadox to say the least. ___ was happy, smiley and HYPER almost all of the time, while Ushijima…well, he wasnt.“What are you going to do?” he asked. She shrugged.“We hadn’t decided. She just arrived,” ___ replied. They walked through to where Yukiko was sprawled over the sofa.“Hello Ushijima-san,” she greeted. The two of them never got past the formalities, since Ushijima was too intimidating, and they didn’t really spend much time around each other.“Yukiko-san,” he returned the greeting.“So shall we go out somewhere?” ___ asked, a little sad that they were being so formal.“Sure,” they both said simultaneously. Yukiko grinned and ___ bit her tongue, cheeks straining against the smile.“Okay…so where to?” she asked.“The beach?” Ushijima suggested. Yukiko gasped.“No way! Do you see any ready bikini bods round here?” Yukiko asked, dramatic. ___ once again coughed to cover up her laugh.“Maybe not the beach in the middle of winter Wakatoshi?” she suggested. He blinked.“Oh yeah I lost 3 months to volleyball,” he muttered to himself. The two girls couldn’t hold it back anymore, and burst out laughing. The male looked at them incredulously…well, to the experienced eye his expression shifted microscopically.“___?” he asked. She looked at him, her eyes filled with joy and amusement. “Why are you laughing?” he asked.“Its just…something me and Yuki saw a few years ago, And it’s been an inside joke since. About the beach. She reminded me of it, sorry!” ___ cried. He just shook his head and walked into the kitchen.

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Pros and Cons Ch 14, Never Try to Con a Con

A/N: Hey, everyone so a couple of things, one, this is the next to last chapter of this fic. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna come back to this world down the road. I like it way too much and didn't get a chance to really play in it since I was so involved in the back story. Number 2…I'm going to put a couple of fics on "Fall Hiatus." I go into more detail on my author page, but those stories are NOT dead. The three are Casey & Walker, Buy More High, and Chuck V2. As soon as I can, I will tell you the new project I'm involved with, but it's gonna be a bit. We have to make sure it does come to light first and that requires some prework. So I'll probably be posting only a couple times a week for a bit, again I apologize but if this works out….I've already said too much. Get ready, I give you Pros and Cons Ch 14, Never Try to Con a Con

Disclaimer: Don't own Chuck, and seriously…couldn't they have given Hannah a last name?!

"You look lovely in that dress tonight," the tall dark haired man in the suit said to Sarah. "You look amazing in red."

Sarah murmured a thanks, while she ignored her date as she listened to the voice in her ear. She didn't want her date to see her smiling. The voice continued on. "I mean tell me why would you ever take a job that keeps you away from the person you love or risks that relationship."

"Isn't that what you're doing right now?" the female voice on the other end countered.

She could see in her mind's him make a face of disbelief. "Are you kidding me, there is no way I'd ever do anything to lose what I have with Sarah."

"But she's nothing like you. She's into so many other things that you aren't, and she knows nothing about that stuff that interests you."

"But she does," the male voice countered confusing Sarah. "Because she interests me, and no one knows Sarah Walker better than herself."

"You can't believe it's real." Sarah stiffened at that. "You know it has to be a con, right? Sure a long con, and maybe not what she originally was after, but a con nonetheless."

"Hannah, she can have every freaking dime I ever make, Sarah Walker is my life, and I love her, the same way you love Daniel, and you hate the idea that he's going to try and sleep with Sarah. Trust me, you have nothing to worry about."

"Good boy, Chuck," Sarah murmured to herself, he was doing his job, and now it was time to do hers.

-ooooo-

A week earlier.

"Good work, Team." General Beckman looked very pleased on the monitor. "Now, for the next part of the plan, you will go to a museum…"

"Excuse me, General," Chuck said, cutting in. "I believe you have skipped a step." The General looked confused. "Sarah's dad."

"We are working on that, Chuck," the General said like it was over. Chuck nodded, turned, and walked out of the room, with Sarah following after him. "What was that?"

"That was Chuck's negotiating technique," Casey said. "I suspect he and Walker are about to go mix their chocolate and peanut butter. That is if his sister doesn't walk in on them."

Ellie rolled her eyes and fluttered an eyelid all at the same time. "I'm not going anywhere near those two. I can never unsee what I saw."

"It's obviously Chuck's fault for not putting a sock on the door," Bryce ribbed.

"You'd think Walker has a thing for people walking in on her," Carina smirked. Bryce turned red as Carina appeared quite proud of herself.

"If we could talk about anything but my brother's sex life, that would be great." Everyone was smiling at Ellie. "General, he's gotten a little confidence about him the past few days and I don't think he's going to back down on this one."

Carina grinned and couldn't let this one slide. "Just tell it like it is, Ellie, Chuckles got his mojo back and Blondie's the one giving it to him…and him to her."

"Ugh," Casey grunted. "Graphic reenactments aside, they're right, General. Nothing short of Jack Burton is going to make those two happy."

"Well," Carina began. Casey shuddered and walked out. The general frowned, and cut the feed.

-ooooo-

"Have I mentioned I was an idiot lately?"

Sarah sat up and gave Chuck a questioning look.

"For thinking you couldn't love me." She narrowed her eyes, thought about it, nodded reluctantly and snuggled back against him.

They had been laying in their bed in their room, waiting for someone to yell about what they had done. However, no one showed up, and when they left their room, the house was empty. They had dinner, waited around for a while for someone show back up. No one did, and eventually they went back to bed. Chuck had been contemplating taking the day off and just staying home with Sarah. He currently had his arm around, her, rubbing her shoulder as she cuddled into him.

"Careful how you talk about my nerd." Chuck heard the warning in her voice and grinned.

Since they had gotten back from the "Ellie Incident" at the studio, Sarah had moved into his room, and they weren't even trying to play it cool. There had been too much lost time, too much confusion over who they were to each other, and too much general drama. They were going forward, together, and anyone who had a problem with it, could deal with it. It had been like a breath of fresh air for both of them. A knock on the door made both of them slightly groan. "Come in!"

The door opened and Jack Burton peaked his head in. "I really don't need to see you two…well…you know." Sarah's mouth was opened, and she was speechless.

"Dad?"

"Yeah, apparently you two pulled a little stunt and got me out." Sarah glanced at Chuck, who shrugged. "I see you two have figured some things out." Sarah nodded. "It's about damn time." Sarah got out of bed, and went over to her dad. She stopped right in front of him. "I have been the god-awfullest father in the history of fathers, but I'm hoping we can work on that. No more cons, darlin'…well." He got a grin on his face. "Except what we're doing to Jill Roberts." Sarah nodded and wrapped her arms around him. "Missed you, darlin'."

"Missed you," she whispered.

"Me too," Chuck called from the bed.

Jack released Sarah and stared at him. "You better treat her right."

"He does, Dad."

Jack grinned. "I know, I just enjoy scaring the schnook."

-ooooo-

The team found themselves in the conference room yet again with Jill and her uncle Bernie. Bernie seems as excited to be there as they did. Jill had a smile on her face that made Chuck cautious. He glanced at Sarah; the look on her face mirrored his feelings. He grinned at her. The wink she gave him in return said it would be fine, they had it. They had basically had a conversation without saying a word, and when they turned toward Jill, it was clear she was upset at how in tune they were with each other.

"I don't know if you can handle this next assignment," Jill began. "Don't go getting mad at me. I can get two people in, but what I can also do is get two bachelors in that will be bid on. I can fix the silent auction where Sarah and Hannah can win the bid for Chuck and Daniel Shaw." Chuck's hand shot up. Jill rolled her eyes. "Yes, Chuck?"

"Why do we need Hannah and Daniel Shaw, and what is Hannah's last name?"

"Because, Chuck," she began patronizingly. "Four people are better than two, and if something goes wrong I have a backup team inside. I don't know what Hannah's last name is." Chuck's hand went back up. She nearly gave herself a concussion rolling her eyes this time. "WHAT?"

"Why not Carina and Bryce, and who hires someone without knowing her last name?"

"Because I said so and because she's like Cher, or Madonna, or Sting." Chuck's hand went back up. "WHAT!"

"I don't like your plan, and you left out Gollum."

"I don't care," and with that she stormed out. Bernie looked at Chuck and Sarah, grinned at them, and left.

"'Sting' made me think of Bilbo and then I thought of Gollum," Chuck explained to no one in particular.

Bryce leaned across the table. "Beckman?"

Chuck refocused, nodded. "Beckman."

-ooooo-

"Daniel Shaw and Hannah are known in the spy world as the seduction couple," Beckman began. Chuck's hand went up. "Yes, Chuck?"

"So two things, she really doesn't have a last name, and are they really a couple, couple? Because, well…I guess they don't actually do the deed."

"Do the deed," Sarah mumbled under her breath, trying not giggle.

Jack shook his head and leaned in toward his daughter. "This guy? Seriously?" She turned toward her father with a smirk on her face. He shrugged and pulled back. When she turned and she couldn't see him he grinned, happy.

Beckman took a deep breath. "Mr. Bartowski, in cases of my agents you would be correct. There are those that might, 'do the deed' as you say, but that is their choice. However, these two are known for seducing their target for the sole purpose of getting blackmail material, or splitting up couples."

Chuck's brow furrowed. "Why them for this mission then?" Jack gave him a look but Chuck wasn't paying attention. Sarah turned to her father, grinning. Jack shook his head.

"Uh, Chuck, buddy," Bryce began as gently as he could. "Who here does Jill have an issue with?"

"Oh, Sarah, but how would Jill go about it? Sarah and I are going to the party together."

Jack sighed. "May I?" The General nodded, knowing this was going to be good. "Listen closely. Jill is going to switch the bids. Hannah, with no last name, we know," Jack quickly added before Chuck could comment. "She will be your date, and Daniel and Sarah will be the other couple."

Chuck grinned and turned toward Beckman. "They are a couple, correct?" Beckman nodded. Chuck turned to Sarah, a grin covering his face.

"Oh, Chuck, tell me you're not going to," Sarah said, a satisfied smirk covering her face.

Bryce came over, and clapped his hand on Chuck's shoulder. "You are the only person I know that could pull this off. But if you don't…"

"I've waited for Sarah for what feels like forever, Hannah nolastname can do whatever she wants, and it isn't going to phase me in the least."

"And Shaw?" Bryce asked Sarah, his eyebrow raised.

"I mean if you go for that," Sarah said shrugging.

"Exactly!" Chuck said, and then he thought about it. The smile fell from his face and Sarah and Bryce were laughing. "Hey!"

-ooooo-

Jack was standing looking at the readout of the museum's blueprints, studying everything. Morgan handed him a folder with more specifics to study.

"Think you can handle this high-tech stuff?" Jack spun toward Anna who was working on her keyboard

"Think you can hack that computer system and get the doors open for Carina?"

Anna laughed at Jack. "You're worried."

Morgan scoffed. "Jack isn't worried." He turned to Jack. "Right?"

Jack put his hands in his pockets, and rocked back on his heels. "Not for the reasons you think." Jack pressed his lips together. "If I hadn't been stupid those two would have been together a long time ago. Now I'm worried too much time has passed."

"They're together," Anna said. Jack gave her a look and lifted his eyebrows once. "Oh, you mean married and together forever and ever." Jack gave a slow nod, his lips pressed together. "So, you're out of the slammer, what's the plan, because you have a plan, and Casey's in on it." Jack looked at her in surprise. "Let's just say I take care of Casey's phone at all times and sometimes he records things he doesn't know."

Morgan gave Anna a look. "Sometimes?" She shrugged.

Jack was laughing at the exchange. "How would he feel about that?"

"He'd probably grunt approvingly at me."

Jack threw his head back, laughed, and clapped his hands together. "Why do I think the three of us could team up and do some real damage?" She pointed to the headset, and he pulled down the mike. The camera feeds all popped up on the monitors. "Okay, Charlie, I see you, and Angel, I see you. Scratch your face if you can hear me." They both scratched their faces. "Now, you need to act mad, but not too mad, when you find out about the mix up." Sarah gave a slight head nod. "Charlie, pretend Sarah scratched your favorite space movie thingy." Chuck's eyes grew wide and Sarah tried to keep from snickering. "And here she goes, oh she's not even trying to hide what she's doing. Nice acting Charlie, you too Angel. Now keep them occupied while we run the sub-mission. Cop Face?" A grunt was heard. "Good I see you and I assume by that grunt you heard me." Casey nodded. "You're our eyes, if I miss something you let Red and Pretty Boy know if someone's coming. The vase is your target."

Anna muted her headset. "Do we have a backup plan if this goes wrong?"

Jack turned to her, grinned, and winked. "Does run like hell count?" In the monitor Sarah giggled, knowing what her dad was talking about. Chuck looked very concerned. "Don't worry, Charlie, my girl will save you." Chuck grinned. Jack turned to Anna and this time hit the mute button. "He's really okay with that isn't he?"

Morgan laughed and waved his hand. "Are you kidding me, he'd gladly let her do whatever she wants to him however." Anna and Jack turned toward Morgan. He thought for a second. "You know even as bad as it sounds I don't know that I'm wrong." Chuck had his eyes closed on the monitor and Sarah was trying to stop a laugh.

"Jack, I'm muting Morgan's mike."

Jack nodded. "Good call, Anna, good call."

-ooooo-

Sarah was trying not to groan in frustration. Daniel was about as charming as a chainsaw. "Can you stop for a second? It's really not working."

He looked surprised. "What's not working?"

She made an open hand circling gesture in his direction. "Any of this. At all. None of it. And besides, we both know you're here for the money, it has nothing to do with me or Chuck." Daniel tried to speak. "Shh, don't. Listen we both know you like Hannah with no last name." God, Chuck was rubbing off on her. She grinned at that thought. "Listen, you're in love with Hannah, screw the 'like' part, and this is killing you."

"You have no idea," he gushed out. Oh great, what had she done?

Chuck was making headway with Hannah with no name. But they had come to a sticking point. She had made a decision and he was having trouble talking her out of it. "Listen, Chuck, he deserves to know my last name."

"I mean I agree, but while your name is important, it's not. Whatever it is he calls you, that doesn't matter, what matters is he knows you. A name, is just that, something used to get someone's attention. I mean take Sarah, that's not her original name, but does it matter, no, because I know her. The person, do you understand?"

"But no one else knows it."

"And while that's huge it's not the end of the world. I know people that give each other nicknames and never call each other anything else but that."

"I'm going over there to tell him." She walked toward Daniel.

Chuck watched her go, and Sarah started walking toward him, grinning.

"So, Chuck you think names don't really matter that much?" The grin on her face was making his knees weak.

"Sure don't, Sarah. Because I know the person that you are, inside. And she is amazing, and wonderful, and I thank God every morning I wake up and see her."

"Schnook, you do realize this is an open channel? By the way you're turning red, I'm guessing no. What was her last name, out of curiosity?"

"I think she said Sam, but I wasn't sure."

-ooooo-

"Good job team, the serum retrieved from the vase by Carina is extremely dangerous, so thank you for using proper care." She closed her eyes in sheer frustration when she saw Chuck's hand raised. "Yes, Chuck?" she asked tightly.

"Is it something top secret, that can target someone DNA and then a weapon can be fired at them from thousands of miles away?"

Beckman looked at him like the village had just lost their idiot. "No, it's a fear gas, made by a scientist." She stared at the raised hand for a minute. "Mr. Larkin," she said through a strained voice.

"Any chance his name is Jonathan Crane?"

Beckman pinched the bridge of her nose. She studied them for a minute. Chuck, Bryce, and Morgan were all waiting expectantly.

"The scientist's last name is Jonathan," she finally said. All three jumped and yelled.

"CLOSE ENOUGH!" Morgan shouted. He turned to Chuck. "Dude, we've got our Scarecrow! That means you are Batman, which makes, Bryce Dick Grayson, and that makes Carina…." All three men turned toward her. She looked at them a little worried.

"Batgirl," they all three said at once.

"How did we miss it, with the red hair?" Bryce asked.

"I really thought Catwoman," Morgan added.

"Because I'm slinky, Morgan?" Carina asked with a wink.

"No, because of the whips," Morgan replied.

Chuck and Sarah's eyes both got wide. "Welp, I think we need to move on," Chuck insisted.

"Agreed," Beckman said, shaking her head. "Mr. Burton, what is next?"

"Volkoff Industries. The Russia branch." Everyone groaned. "What?"

"Casey will try and shoot everyone," Chuck explained. "Carina and Zondra will try to out-drink each other in Vodka."

"You should try Polish Vodka instead, it's better," Sarah said turning to the two ladies.

"Huh," Chuck muttered and then shook his head. "Also, it's cold. Very cold. Morgan will probably get a runny nose, cold."

"I do get runny noses," Morgan added.

"Team, you have hurt the Ring, if you complete this part it could easily be the tipping point in this war." Beckman grinned. "Plus, they are getting quite upset with Jill."

"That's a damn shame," Sarah mumbled.

"General, what about Hannah Sam and Daniel Shaw?" Chuck was grinning as he asked. Beckman rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"They have retired Mr. Bartowski. Probably because of your team."

"What can I say, General, love wins."

"I'm well aware," and with that she cut the feed. Everyone began to file out and Jack came over to Chuck and Sarah.

"You kids sure you don't mind if I stay here tonight?" Sarah smirked. "And I would like to thank you for the bedroom the furthest from your bedroom." Sarah grabbed her dad and hugged him. "Missed you too, Darlin'" he said softly. She released him, he nodded and backed away. She watched him leave the room.

She glanced at Chuck and grinned. "You know I've gotten a sister out of this and you're getting a dad." She kissed him on the cheek as he stood there grinning. He thought about what she said.

"A DAD?!"

A/N: Next, the finale, and it's a good one. It could only be called one thing…From Russia with Love. Hoped you liked it, reviews and PMs are always welcomed…Take Care

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