#yes thats bilbo with a beard

[hobbitsesoftheshire]

Okay this is something i came up with 5 minutes after a panic attack to comfort myself. So if this is bad and theres a lot of typos dont blame me blame the panic attack

Also i didn't just steal a part of the plot from the dsmp what do you mean...

It was already pretty late at night and the company was camping near a lake next to forest. Bombur had just finished cleaning up the dishes with the help of Bilbo and Bofur. You were sitting near Kili and Fili who were laying on their bedrolls.

They were telling you stories of some of their past experiences with dwarrowdams and women. Thorin was discussing something with Gandalf, Dwalin and Balin and the rest of the company were chatting quietly.

"After she had rejected me she went and asked Fili out on a date saying she preferred an older dwarrow with a proper beard" Kili said with hurt in his eyes but a small smile on his face.

"And what did you do, Fili?" you asked. "I told her that i preferred more kind-hearted dwarrowdams and walked away with Kili" Fili said with a smal grin on his face.

"Thats actually a good comeback" you noted.

"Yeah i have gotten rejected 32 times so Fili has had time to figure out good comebacks" Kili muttered.

"You have been rejected 32 times?! Let me tell you something that is 32 people in Middle-Earth with no taste" you declared loudly catching everyone elses attention too.

"Y/n i want to marry you" Kili said half jokingly. "Yes i will marry you my dearest Kili" you replied. "Actually? You joking or are you serious?" Kili asked.

"If you are joking then i'm joking but if you're serious the i'm serious" you answered.

"Well i was joking but now i think im serious?" he said and moved to a sitting position. "Well then i guess we will get married" you shrugged.

"Shouldn't you two court first?" Fili chimed in.

"Ahh screw the formalities" you whined.

"Y/n"

"Yes Kili?"

"Can i court you?"

"Yes, i would love that"

"So i can put a courting braid in your hair?" Kili asked enthusiasticly. "Yes of course" you answered.

Kili started braiding a part of your hair while everyone else were eyeing the two of you wondering about the small plot twist in your lives.

When the braid was done you just looked at Kili as you smiled at each other. "I want to kiss you" he declared.

Before he said anything els eyou quickly leaned in and kissed him passionetly and he pulled you into his lap.

Suddenly you felt happy those 32 idiots had rejected him.

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A/n: this is so bad but i decided to post it anyway. Oh well 🥲

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[imsimpingtomuch]

A beard

This is a fanfic for fictober. Just wanted to try and write somthing tbh. (Post BOTFA, Parentshield, dwobbit Frodo) SORRY FOR SPELLING ERRORS!

Bilbo (as useall) spent his afternon's with a hot cup of tea. Sitting in his armchair, reading a book and lisening to the fire crackling.

But then a knock at the door was heard. Expecting it to be his husband coming back earlier form the Wednesday meltings, Bilbo gladly answered.

"Come inn."

The door opened, but instead of his husband, he saw his son standing in the doorway.

"Oh, hello dear. Arent you suposed to be in lesons with Balin now? Did you skip agein? I told you not to lisen to your cousins-"

"No Papa, I got permisjon from mister Balin. I just need to talk to you about something." Frodo reassured his hobbit father.

"Oh ok then, ask away my boy." Bilbo said, waving his son into the room. And patting the armchair next to him.

"You know how im both Hobbit and Dwarf?" Frodo asked.

"Yes Frodo, i am your father." Bilbo said with a look that told the boy that what he'd just asked, was a stupid question.

"And you know how dwarfs grow beards?" Frodo asked, yet again.

"Get to the point my boy" Bilbo answered with a half annoyed look.

"Right, sorry. Well I have started to grow facial hair." Frodo said looking down at his feet.

"Congratulation!" Bilbo said, thinking this was a good thing. But judging by the look on his sons face, it wasn't.

"Is there something wrong Frodo dear?" Bilbo asked.

"Well, I kinda dont...want a beard.." Frodo hesitatingly said, looking down at his feet.

"Oh, but thats ok my boy. You can just shave it." Bilbo answered.

"Thats the thing. I don't know how.." Frodo said looking up at his Papa.

"Im sorry to disapoint you Frodo, but I dont eather. Hobbits dont grow any other hair then that on our head and feet." He said, wiggling his toes a bit.

"But you should ask your adad. He is a dwarf afterall." Bilbo said.

"Thats also a problem, I dont want to ask him." Frodo said, looking away from his father agein.

"And why is that?" Bilbo looked puzzled. Frodo has never been afraid of asking his dwarf father about anything before.

"I know how inportent beards are for dwarfs. I just dont want to disapoint him." Frodo answered. Bilbo plased a hand on his sons shoulder.

"Dont be afraid to ask him Frodo. Your adad loves you no matter what you should choose to do." Bilbo said.

"Are you sure Papa? What if he gets mad." Frodo said. He knows his adad could get pretty angry. Especially when King Thranduil is on a wisit.

"Look I know better then anyone how intimidating your other father can be. But when it comes to his family, he will always suport us." Bilbo said, looking at his son in the most reassuring way he could muster.

"Alright, I'll ask him. Thank you Papa." Frodo finally said. Giving his papa a hug and getting a kiss on the cheek in return. Then storming out the door to find his other father.

After both looking and asking around. He finally found his father deep in conversation with Dwalin at a table in the royal halls. Thorin spotted his son standing in the doorway and smiled.

"At least his in a good mood" Frodo thought.

"Inúdoy! Come, sitt." Thorin patted the place next to him on the bench he was sitting on.

"Hello adad, mister Dwalin." Frodo nodded to the bald dwarf while sitting down.

"My prince." Dwalin bowd his head in reply.

"Aren't you suposed to be in lesons with Balin right now? Did Fili and Kili get you to skip lesons agein. Those boys never learn-"

"No no adad! Mister Balin lett me skip." Frodo said, stopping his father, before he could make even more assumptions about his cousins.

"I just wanted to talk to you, alown if its ok." Frodo asked.

"Of course, Dwalin I'll catch up with you later." Thorin said. Dwalin bowd to them both and took his leave.

As soon as the door closed Frode turned to his dwarven father.

"Adad, as you know im soon becoming of age." Frodo said, Thorin nodded.

"And I have started to grow facial hair."

Thorin looked suprised by this, but settled down and lett his son continue.

Frodo hesitated for a moment.

"Im sorry, but I dont want a beard. Though I know how inportent beards are for dwarfs. And I should be honerd to be growing one but it just dosent feel like me. I've talking to Papa but he said that it was ok, but since he's a hobbit he doesn't know how to shave. Which is why I have to talk to you. But if you are disapointed in me i completely understand. Im sorry!" Frodo was a little out of breath after all that. Thorin looked suprised, but his expression slowly changed. Though Frodo couldn't tell if it was a positiv og negativ one, damm his father and his unbearable face expressions. But then the young dwabbit was swoped into a warm embrace by his adad. Making him realise that this was infact a positiv respons.

"Its ok inúdoy. Its your decision to make, i wount be angry at you. With or without a beard, you'll be my son eatherway." Frodo hugged his father tight and smiled into his warm fur coat.

"Beards may be inportent to dwarfs. But remember, you are only half dwarf. None will judge you for not wanting facial hair." Thorin said.

"Will you help me shave then adad?" Frodo asked, his voice muffled by the fur.

"Of course I will son."

End

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[mirrorthoughts]

Playing Sims Medievals again after long years :3

And of course no one will guess of what fandom I am reading stories at the moment when I‘m not playing... xD

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[letaliabane]

Understanding (Care For Series)

Pair: Thorin Oakenshield x Reader (a pretty short one too lol) + Gandalf being a sweet fatherly figure

Genre: Arguing, Angst, Fluff

Prompt/s: “Are you okay?” + “ Just how stupid do you think I am?”

A/N: Hello everyone! I thought I would write a few imagines from the Hobbit with Thorin x reader feels, and maybe even other characters if I get the extra time. Hope your all taking care of yourselves, and I apologise for not posting a lot, year 12 is taking the kick out of me and need a way to chill. If you wish to request, please do but it will take me a while to attend to them. Enjoy!| Inspiration:thereandbackagainimagines

Masterlist + Hobbit Masterlist

‘Y/N, may I introduce you to Thorin Oakenshield, the leader of this company and the heir to Erebor’s throne.’ I couldn’t help but smile at the dwarf, aged but still the stoic image of a true leader.

With a small smile, I gave a bow, ‘I am at your service your Majesty, and would be humbled to join your quest.’ Thorin was silent, his eyes roving over my form before turning to Gandalf. ‘She’s not welcome to join us.’

I was flabbergasted. ‘Um-I-uh-Beg pardon-What?’

‘She can’t come with us and thats final!’ I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at the stubbornness of the King under the Mountain . Gandalf was, and had been a good friend to me, someone who had taught and advised me for many years of my life, and on a visit to Bree, he requested that I should join his quest alongside the desperate dwarf King to reclaim his home.

Usually I would deny his requests to join him on many of his journey’s, but after hearing the stories of these dwarves losing their home all over the greediness of a single dragon made me tremble, and agreed immediately. However I was now coming to regret that decision and sympathy towards them, especially their so called King.

‘Thorin be reasonable now! This woman is giving up her own safety to help you reclaim your home! Don’t you have any gratitude left to show?!’ Gandalf cried, only to be met with Thorin’s scoff, some of his company members chuckling, ‘And why should I be grateful accepting the help from a miserable human like you.’

‘You should accept all the help you can get, wasn’t it your own kind who believed this journey wasn’t even worth the time and didn’t come to your aid?! Huh?!’  At this they all went silent, Thorin’s lips now in a firm, tight line as I turned towards the wizard who towered over me, ‘Do you really expect that I’m going to help a ungrateful arrogant dwarf like him Gandalf? Think again!’

‘My dear please, lets speak about this-’

‘Let her go Gandalf!’ Thorin bellowed as he went into the sitting room without turning, ‘Good riddance if you ask me.’ 

The dwarves went silent at their leader’s exclamation, some casting dirty look towards him. With a growl of anger, I pushed past Gandalf and the little hobbit who scrambled out of my way as I slammed the door of him once cosy home open.

I never should have left home, I thought to myself. This is what I get when I want to try and help others. 

With home the only set destination, I continued my way down the path, ignoring the distant voices that called my name, only to stop when a firm hand grabbed my arm, twisting me around to face the blond bearded dwarf, a brunette also standing by his side, Fili and Kili I think it was.

‘I apologise for our Uncle’s bad behaviour. I know he can be a bit of a pain … at times.’ I scoffed. ‘At times?’

The blond one just smiled at this, shaking his head, ‘Well maybe a lot. But he has his good side too like everyone does. He’s gone through quite a lot in the past few years. I guess he just has a lot of trouble trusting other races other than his own kin.’

‘I can see that!’ I say, running a hand through my hair with a huff, ‘Well I know when I’m not welcome to a party. I reckon I should get going I lose the light of the sunset-’

‘Well that’s the thing, we - saying me and my brother Fili - would like you to join our journey to the mountain.’ I looked towards them quickly, confusion painting my features as he just smiled, ‘I know you must be confused, but were not like our uncle. We would like all the help that we can muster, especially the intelligence of another species.’ 

‘Are you trying to flatter me?’

‘Well don’t they say flattery is the best persuasion?’ Fili knocked his brother over the head, muttering in Khuzdul only to earn him a groan and I couldn’t help but smile at this, shaking my head, ‘Very well I’ll join you if that’s what you want!’ 

Once we returned to the hobbit’s home, Gandalf smiled broadly at the sight of me, coming over to me instantly and bringing me close, ‘I knew you would return Y/N.’

‘And how did you know that?’

‘You always have the taste to help others.’ I couldn’t help but smile at this, his hearty chuckle ringing in my ears, ‘Your heart is one of kindness, there is a stubborn woman in there, and yet no matter the situation, you always put the needs of others first.’ 

‘Do I Gandalf? And yet I feel like this will all but mean nothing when its over, and I will be tossed aside and be seen as a useless waste of space-’

‘Y/N no, you will not,’ He gasped as he grasped my hands into his own, ‘Eventually the dwarves will become accustomed to journeying alongside you. Just have patience my dear, and all will fall into place.’ I sighed at his words with a nod, smiling once again when he spoke once more, ‘And besides, the stubbornness of dwarves drives me mad too.’ 

Our laughs echoed through the home of Bilbo Baggins, and without my realisation, Thorin was watching intently at the scene. 

When Bilbo decided to join the company, we journeyed long and hard on our first day, sticking close to the hobbit and two dwarf brother, making the trip more enjoyable as they told stories of their young days as well of about the other dwarves. I don’t know another time when I laughed so much. And when the sky  began to take the colour spring violets, Thorin (finally) decided we should stop to set up camp on the side of a cliff face within a small alcove.

After setting up my bedroll for the night, I decided to assist Bofur and Bombur with dinner, cutting up the vegetables and meat, passing around the bowls of broth once done. As I made my way over to the two brothers and Bilbo, I caught the last of Kili’s protest to Thorin who, as usual, had a large frown painted on his face, ‘Really, we didn’t mean anything by it Uncle!’

‘No, you didn’t. You know nothing of the world!’ He grumbled before pushing past me roughly, almost sending my dinner to the floor. Before I could retaliate, Balin, one of the kinder and older dwarves, gripped my arm quickly, ‘Let him go darlin, Thorin has more cause than most to hate orcs than anybody else does.’ 

‘Why? Because he hates everything that lives and breathes beside his own race?’ I said as I sat myself between Kili and Bilbo. Balin sighed, ‘I know he may seem harsh dearie, but he’s gone through some terrible experiences, especially in his youngling years. Things no one should ever have to experience in his lifetime.’

‘What do you mean Balin?’ I say, the gears in my mind ticking in curiosity at what had harden the heart of the King under the Mountain so much. And thats when he revealed not only Thorin’s story, but his own.

‘Thorin has more cause than most to hate orcs. After the dragon took the Lonely Mountain, King Thror tried to reclaim the ancient dwarf kingdom of Moria. 

But our enemy had got there first. Azog, the Defiler. The giant Gundabad Orc had sworn to wipe out the line of Durin. He began by beheading the King. 

Thrain, Thorin’s father, was driven mad by grief. He went missing, taken prisoner or killed, we did not know. We were leaderless. Defeat and death were upon us. 

That is when I saw him: a young dwarf prince facing down the Pale Orc. And Azog, the Defiler, learned that day that the line of Durin would not be so easily broken.’ 

My thoughts began to drift as Balin continued to tell the story of the Battle of Moria. Kili and Fili watched with admiration and excitement at the tale, at adventure and the adrenaline pumping thought of fighting. 

But all I could sense from the tone of the elder’s voice was pain. Years of pain endured, from the moment of battle to suffering the great grief of such a loss. I glanced towards Thorin who stared up at the moon at the edge of the cliff, but I knew he had to be listening in on the story, and this was confirmed when he turned towards us at Balin’s final words. 

‘And I thought to myself then in that instance, there is one who I could follow. There is one I could call King  …’

At the realisation that their leader had turned towards them, the company who too had been listening in, turned away, all muttering amongst themselves. I watched as Thorin, almost shaken-like, pushed past the vast bushes and trudge deeper into the forest. I couldn’t ignore this, and with once glance towards the others, took off after him. 

‘Thorin wait!’ He froze at the sound of my voice, turning to face me as I tried to gasp for breath hastily. For a dwarf, he sure was fast. ‘Yes, what do you want?’

Once I had gained my breath back, I looked up at him, only to find his features strained, almost as if he was struggling to hide his emotions, ‘Well, I just wanted to make sure if you were okay … Are you okay?’ 

‘What makes it any of your business to stick your nose into mine?’ He said with a sense of firmness and arrogance behind it. I could only sigh, ‘How about because I want to make sure that our leader is okay?’ 

‘Well its none of your business! Why don’t you go and bother somebody with your emotional support? Or in fact leave everyone alone!’ Okay, now he really was getting on my nerves. Just as he pushed past me once more, I exploded. ‘What is your problem Thorin?!’ 

Once again he froze at the sound of my agitated tone, turning slowly only to sight the real anger painted upon my face. ‘I get that you are  battling your own battles but we all are! I thought through the many wars that you have faced that you would’ve at least learned how cruel and short life can be that you would make friendships and actually make them work.’ 

His eyes widened, ‘What do you-Just how stupid do you think I am woman?!’ 

‘I think of no such thing Thorin! But I think you’ve got your head so far up your ass to see how much you are putting at stake all because of your arrogance and stupidity! You might as well lose the company that you have worked oh so hard to build!’ 

At this I finally sighed, taking a few steps forward towards him, ignoring how he stepped away, ‘See, your scared to show your emotions, and that can be as dangerous as having an enemy as sitting amongst your company. Look at your nephews and Balin for example, they know how much you’ve been through, at Moria and else where, and how much your really hurting and wish they could read through your thick exterior! All I’m saying is that you shouldn’t push your loves ones away … Please heed my words …’

Thorin just huffed, turning away. With a loud grunt, I took the opportunity to push past him roughly, making him even stumble as he watched me stomp away. ‘Sometimes I wish I could strangle him!’ I muttered under my breath as I entered camp again, many of the dwarves turning at the sound of the commotion. I grabbed the blanket from my bedroll as Thorin appeared from out of the bushes, making Gandalf look between us, but I ignored this as I shouted out to the others, ‘Get some rest! I’m taking first watch!’ 

NEXT (Mistook) or Care for Series or Masterlist

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