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spoonbyname · 2 years
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OooOooooOOOH Black & Blue absolutely sounds like something I would sink my teeth into and die happy. 100% love the concept and would go feral to read it!!!
I can't help myself with Soulmate AUs, so think it may just have to be this one!
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spoonbyname · 2 years
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Right, Bagginshielders, if I was going to find a way to actually motivate myself to finish and post a fic, which fic should see the light of day?
And if anyone knows of any Bagginshield writing/cheerleading/motivational groups, let me know!
1. Black & Blue - Soulmate/mark AU - Flower marks bloom on a hobbit's skin when the person they are connected to is injured.
Belladonna tried not to let her nerves get the better of her - wound-blooms were certainly uncommon on a baby, for a number of reasons -  and slowly reached for the fabric to get a better look, but as she did a purple thistle burst open on his tiny bottom lip, its spines appearing from nothing like a vicious firework.
There was something about the lurid purple there on his lip and chin that made her feel a little unwell. She could not remember what thistles actually meant, but looking at it was enough to tell her that it should have no place on a hobbit's skin. That was not a silly or happy mark.
As she examined the flush of flowers on her child's skin, she spotted the last flower - one at least she was more familiar with, although its appearance filled her with both hope and dread.
2. The Wanderer - Time Traveller's Wife/No Ring AU - Bilbo Wanders back and forth in time. Then an oddly familiar dwarf appears on his doorstep.
He thinks he hears him say something like "Baggins" but he can't be sure as the sound is carried on a surprised breath, nearly drowned out by his own scared whimpers and gasps as the whole corridor shakes for a moment. Bilbo is only just able to make out wide eyes and a mane of dark hair in the gloom, the strange man whispering hurriedly, "It is alright. I am here. I will keep you safe."
There is another deafening sound that crackles and booms through the corridors, making the floor beneath him vibrate frighteningly again, and Bilbo clamps his hands over his ears. He looks back to the man whose expression is desperate and whose arm is stretching as far as it can through the gap, unable to quite reach him. He instinctively scoots closer to the huge hand held out for him. No sooner is Bilbo close enough than the hand clamps around his arm and the dark-haired man hauls him out from behind the statue (he can just about see that's what it is now) and he's drawn into a tight hug, his face buried in the thick black hair as the man gasps, "I have got you." Bilbo then finds himself hoisted up against the solid chest and partially bundled into the inside of the man's coat, clinging on like a burr, as the man starts to run.
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spoonbyname · 2 years
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This is canon now, btw.
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spoonbyname · 2 years
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Bilbo: Sorry, Gandalf. I can't sign this. You've got the wrong hobbit...
Assorted Dwarves: *moody humming*
Thorin: *singing* Far Ov...
Bilbo, halfway down the road: I’M GOING ON AN ADVENTURE!
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spoonbyname · 2 years
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Me, another month later: So it's not like I have a problem! It's all fine... I mean I'm only 75,000 words deep across 5 WIPs I will certainly never finish. Who needs time for anything other than trawling spreadsheets in the office, caring for (and containing) two feral under-4s and writing about two pining idiots? I know I don't! Showering for more than 5 minutes is overrated anyway. I mean at least I manage the little time I have very effectively - it's not like I just spent an hour buried in the Neo-Khuzdul dictionary, googling tenses and translating one sentence while my baby napped. That would be just ridiculous.......
Confusticate and bebother that hobbit and his dwarf.
Me, a month ago, having been out of any fandom for a few years: Thank goodness I'm not obsessed over an OTP at the moment - certainly don't have time for it what with work and small children.
*watches The Hobbit Trilogy randomly for the first time in years*
Oh, bugger.
Me, a month later: Thank goodness I didn't let myself get carried away with a new Bagginshield obsession. I mean, it's not like I need sleep and it's only 4 WIP fics, one that's 40,000 words long...
*reinstalls Tumblr*
Oh, double bugger.
Nope. No stopping it now.
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spoonbyname · 2 years
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Bilbo: Ironic, because you look like a snack.
Thorin: What’s with the new body wash you bought? It smells like dish soap
Bilbo: It was on sale
Thorin: I smell like a plate, Bilbo
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spoonbyname · 2 years
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trying to get your story together like:
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Still at it
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spoonbyname · 2 years
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Dwalin: Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t have feelings for Bilbo.
Thorin: [looking lovingly at Bilbo across the room] I don’t have feelings for Bilbo.
Dwalin: Thorin, you are nowhere near my eyes.
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spoonbyname · 2 years
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Me, a month ago, having been out of any fandom for a few years: Thank goodness I'm not obsessed over an OTP at the moment - certainly don't have time for it what with work and small children.
*watches The Hobbit Trilogy randomly for the first time in years*
Oh, bugger.
Me, a month later: Thank goodness I didn't let myself get carried away with a new Bagginshield obsession. I mean, it's not like I need sleep and it's only 4 WIP fics, one that's 40,000 words long...
*reinstalls Tumblr*
Oh, double bugger.
Nope. No stopping it now.
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spoonbyname · 7 years
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two of the things floating in the water are also tied to emotions - the persian slipper, normally filled with cigarettes, that was shown explicitly to be tied to sexual desire in thob and in tsot. and the violin which was sherlock’s outlet for emotional confusion and love for john in asib. they’re slowly drowning in the emotions for each other that they haven’t voiced, surrounded by the symbols of the things they want, until the rising water will force them to communicate and acknowledge it.
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spoonbyname · 8 years
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Well Hillary really did drop the ball on letting dinosaurs go extinct...
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Even Trump admitted that he’ll blame Hillary for everything. This all came out of an odd argument over ISIS and the national debt. (Live blog)
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spoonbyname · 8 years
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lol but really, when has John ever left Sherlock doing something stupid alone? He could be digging a grave for a Victorian era skeleton or chasing baddies or trying to lick his elbow, John sticks to him like an icky wet band-aid. Watching that scene where John leaves Sherlock behind in the cemetery gives me the same dissonance as when I read certain fics, because honestly SHERLOCK STOP WRITING JOHN AS OOC STOP IT NOW
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spoonbyname · 8 years
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sherlock: ideal man?
tessa: george clooney
sherlock: wrong. it’s john watson. hold on, let me fetch my file-
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This has made my bedridden day :-)
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spoonbyname · 8 years
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Has anyone worked out yet if it's Maybelline?
“something’s coming….. maybe it’s moriarty….” *shows John standing at the foot of a hospital bed* “…..maybe it’s not”
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