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ohnonotnow · 4 months
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my library
here's some of the best the hobbit/lotr fanfics I've read cuz they can be quite hard to find and I wanna help
will update the list as I read
Thorin
Smoke, iron and Thorin
Fire and Gold
Learning Khuzdul
Braid of Gold
Thorin being soft
The Beauty of Chance
Those Hands
Misunderstanding
The arrival
A king's crown
Covered In Steam
There's just inches in between us
Thorin after a long day of training with his nephews
In This Moment 
Agreement
Symphony of your life
Oh so quiet
Confession
Find Your Way Back
Fili
fili oneshots
Moonrise
The Most Unpleasant, Defective, and Abominable Incident
Stay with me
The Redeemer
Durin's Garage
Restless
Kili
The book keeper
insecurities
The beauty and the Beast
getting back at Kili for teasing
My Treasure
Madly in love
It's in his kiss
Love Bites
Sway With Me
Wood Carvings
Softly. . .
Sweet like nectar
A Shot in the Dark
Beorn
Early Mornings
Beorn takes care of you when you're injured
Linger
Legolas
Watcher of Wanderers
The Innocence of Brutality
Blessing
Sensitive
Being best friends with Legolas
Hazy Memories
Spellbound
Thranduil
Bookworm
Relax
Best friends father
Fascination
Flower On My Skin
To Meet Under the Stars
Passenger Princess
Autumn Thunderstorm
I Could Love You With My Eyes Closed
Haldir
Gentle Dark
Lindir
My Heart Is In Your Hands
Moonlight
Just a Little Help
Warriors Great Tales
The Fountain
Return to Me
Èomer
Burnt Bread
A Helping Hand
Wildest Dreams
Falling In Love With A Librarian
SFW alphabet
Happiness
A Roll in the Hay
Blessing
Turning Points
More characters
various characters oneshots
Imagine: elves having highly sensitive ears and you finding out by accidently touching them.
Journey to Erebor
Hair braiding
Elves + Braiding
What Type of Kisser is Each LoTR Character?
The Hobbit Characters + Physical Affection (Suggestive Version)
A Headcanon For Each Member of Thorin’s Company
Cuddling With Thorin's Company
Imagine some of the elves of Middle Earth find out how easy it is to make you (a human staying in Rivendell) blush and become aroused.
The LOTR characters reacting to a modern reader
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kierancaz · 9 months
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Replying to your request for prompts:
Could you write a super cute fic of Reader being on the quest with the other dwarves, and having extreme menstrual cramps, and the dwarves being overly gentle, kind, and worrying? maybe even thorin uncharacteristically gently rubbing her back as she curls up beneath her blanket?
The Company When You Have Cramps
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warnings: female parts/female reader, menstruation, cramps, lmk if there's anything else !!
having woman parts sucked. and you were well aware of this when you set out on the journey to The Lonely Mountain with Thorin's company and prepared accordingly.
however, what you weren't prepared for, was cramps so bad they could rival the power of the gods (or so you thought).
you had carried on traveling for as long as could until the pain was quiet literally unbearable and you were ready to double over and just lay in the middle of the road.
at first you thought that the others would be mad or just tell you to suck it up and keep moving, but actually it was the exact opposite. they stopped and started setting up camp for the night and Oin even asked why you didn't speak up sooner seeing as you where in so much discomfort.
they didn't have any issues with you rolling out your bed mat and curling up like a ball with your blanket while they set up camp. you wished you help but you were in so much pain you didn't even think you could get up if you wanted to.
Bomber started cooking shortly after everything was set up and the fire was started. Oin had mixed together some herbs and it dulled the pain slightly but it wasn't much help, you were still in a lot of pain.
dwarves don't have a lot of women in their ranks, so imagine they take these struggles and the pain that women go though very seriously. they treat their women with the upmost respect and care.
as you laid there curled up with your head just barely peaking out from over your blanket Thorin came and squatted down in front of you. he has a sister, so I imagine he's pretty familiar with the struggles you're dealing with.
"how are you feeling?" he asks and after a moment you sit up properly next to him. "pretty shit actually."
he chuckles at your remark and hands you some warm soup, when you take it he moves his hand away to rub your back soothingly. the others are pretty preoccupied so they don't notice his sweet gesture, but you're very grateful for it.
Oin gives you more herbs after you eat and Ori joins you for a bit to talk and ask if you're alright. Fili and Kili also join you to joke around for a bit and try and get you to take your mind off the miserable state you were in. this actually works.
Bilbo also joins in on just talking with you when the others have to go do stuff like snuff out the fire or start their turn keeping watch. he brings you water and snacks/more food because food makes everything better. He is also the only one who thought to get something heated for you to put on your stomach.
he takes your water pack and as the fire is going down he places it close by and lets it heat up for a while, then he gives it you. he's very sad he doesn't have tea to offer you.
every once in a while someone will come up to you and ask if you're ok and if you need anything. just as everyone was getting ready for bed Thorin checks on you again and Oin gives you some herbs for sleep.
when you wake up you're convinced that whatever Oin gave you before you went to sleep wasn't just to ease pain and make you tired because you felt better than ever. you definitely had a spring in your step for the rest of the day.
the company was glad to see you feeling better and you helped them clean up and get back on the road. no one complained about having to stop and instead checked up on you throughout the journey to make sure you were still feeling ok.
anyway all of these guys are angles and I love them. they would def be worried and would tell you that if you're ever in pain from cramps or something again to let them know so they could stop for a bit and give you herbs.
(also if Gandalf was around when you were dealing with all that he def would've sat there with his pipe and let you smoke some of it. You know, just to keep you relaxed lol).
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fvck-the-patriarchy · 10 months
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Bilbo: I am convinced Y/n and Kili share a brain cell.
Fili: And it's not in use very often, it seems.
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wordbunch · 10 months
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how you pamper them when they're stressed/overworked
a/n: requested by the sweet @almost-gabrielle, i hope you enjoy it, and everyone else too - it's going to be GIGANTIC! 😍 be nice, cause I included some characters I haven't written much before (exciting!!!) and if you reblog with a comment or a nice tag... i'll love you forever! 💖 that means a lot, and i'm very grateful for all of it 🥰
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ARAGORN: he actually feels like that quite often, but he’s incredibly good at hiding it. Luckily, you’re an expert in reading him like an open book, but oftentimes you need to literally physically drag him away from whatever he is doing (and he might complain as you do so). Aragorn just enjoys sometimes being quiet with you, and it’s usually what he needs when his mind is racing, or his body is overexerted. Or both. You can just lie down together and run your fingers slowly through his hair, and that will help him forget his worries at least for a little while. Secretly he is an absolute sucker for sweet, romantic confessions of love and affection, and he will melt if you whisper sweet nothings in his ear.
LEGOLAS: something has to be extremely serious for him to feel that way, because his limits are very high; but in those moments he just wants to get away from everything as soon as possible and run to you, because with you the rest of the world just fades away. He enjoys an outing in nature, far away from real life, especially if the two of you find a nice lake or river to go for a swim in, and eventually act like a couple of children splashing and chasing each other. If that doesn’t help, he likes to sit in front of you and let you braid his hair as he talks about whatever is on his mind, and it also helps him physically relax to have you sitting behind and so close to him.
BOROMIR: this man will most likely push himself to his absolute limits, because he shoulders too much responsibility and feels pressured constantly to be on top of things. However, it’s easy to notice when he becomes a bit more irritable at one point, and then you know it’s time to talk him into taking at least a little break. That can be a slippery slope, because once he gets you alone for 5 minutes, it can very easily turn into 15 hours, and he would never finish anything. But on some days it’s just necessary - you sweet talk him into a cuddle session, during which he accidentally falls asleep with his head over your heart, or you make some tea with love as the special ingredient – and tell him that! He’s going to melt and finally, gratefully accept that his partner wants to look after him.
FARAMIR: much like his brother, he will probably suffer in silence, but you can’t miss his tired sighs every now and then, and the way he shuts his eyes and rubs his temples. If you hug him from behind, he will melt into your touch and lean onto you so much that you will almost topple over, but that will also make him admit to himself that he really needs a break. Run him a nice, hot bath complete with fragrant ingredients, and candles lit around it,  and he will be forever grateful. If you don’t join immediately, he will very sweetly ask you to come with him because 'oh the bath is so big and so lonely' without one more person in it. 
ÉOMER: this hardworking man is actually quite in touch with how he feels, both physically and emotionally, and he knows when things are becoming too much and he needs to step away for his own good. It is not unusual for him to go search for you and suggest that the two of you do something away from everyday life. Many times he doesn’t even suggest anything, he just follows behind you whatever you’re doing - taking a walk and admiring some trees in bloom? He’s right there holding your hand. Sitting on a balcony and reading? He will lay his head on your lap and ask you to read to him. And he is content just being present with you.
SAM: he gets both overworked and stressed quite often, poor thing. Make him something to eat and bring it outside while he’s working in the garden, and just have a spontaneous mini-picnic in the backyard. Although he’s very hardworking and persistent, over time he’s learned to accept your help and pampering, and he really really enjoys it too. If he is under mental stress, maybe you’ll need to push him a little bit to tell you what is on his mind, but once he does, he will gladly listen to your advice or any help you can give him. 
FRODO: baby boy is in his head a lot and oftentimes he will accidentally create things to worry about, and he will just zone out. if he has a faraway look in his eyes, while doing nothing in particular, you can accurately guess what is up. He likes to feel useful, and he will gratefully accept if you ask him to help you with whatever you’re doing - it gives him an excuse to be kind and helpful, but also spend time with his favorite person. Especially if you’re organizing/re-organizing something, he will enjoy doing it with you, or cooking - he might not be the best at it, but he delights in giving you a hand, and he likes to learn and improve new skills anyway. 
MERRY: he is actually much more of an overthinker than he seems to be on the outside, so stress sometimes just generates outta nowhere! Also he isn’t the biggest fan of physical labor out there, but he is a little bit of a show-off when it comes to you, and he will go above and beyond when helping you with something or doing something for you, until he can barely stand. Afterwards he will take pride in the fact that you had to force him to stop whatever he was doing, but he was simply being so very nice to his favorite person! Something he loves to do to unwind in those moments is just come up with random stories with you, the two of you taking turns making up characters and events. He is a little bit of a baby and he will just take your hand wordlessly and put it in his hair, because it feels nice when you run your fingers through it.
PIPPIN: he will either be stressing over very small, irrelevant things, or something absolutely terrible, no in-between. If it’s something small, he has no problem rambling about it to you, and that usually helps him sort things out; but if it’s something serious, he will grow quiet. The best thing you can do for him in those moments is distract him with a silly idea like “let’s go for a walk and find as many kinds of blue flowers as we can” or just straight up make him laugh - it’s the best medicine. He wouldn’t ask you directly to do it, but he’d love it if you could just hold him or cuddle him for a bit (he’s the little spoon of course).
BILBO: oh he will get worked up over a whole bunch of random things; and when he is working on something, he goes all in (and then has a random episode of doing absolutely nothing), so you need to be the one who grounds him in reality sometimes. Just don’t startle him when approaching him quietly. He is very responsive to your touch and he will just lean into you as soon as you’re near, almost forgetting about everything else. He adores it when you hold his face in your hands and he will look at you as if hypnotized while you comfortingly reassure him that everything will be alright and that he doesn’t have to do anything alone as long as you’re around.
FÍLI: he is very big on “strong protective independent dwarf” and sometimes he doesn’t fully allow himself to rest properly, or to process some things that are bothering him on the inside. However, at one point it will all have to culminate, and then his first instinct is to shut himself off. A guaranteed way to get through to him is to kiss him senselessly wherever you can reach and it makes him subconsciously relax almost immediately. He will kiss you back passionately which helps him eliminate some of the tension he’s feeling. Additionally, he will never ever say no to receiving a nice little massage from you. 
KÍLI: oh he is quite proud of himself if he ends up overworking himself for you, as if it gives him bonus partner points. You will gently scold him for pushing himself too far, and then he will pout, but you know he still doesn’t regret it. Then he himself will drag you away for a cuddle session - he chose that as his reward for being the very best partner in all of Middle-earth - but you don’t have to exclusively cuddle. He finds it very relaxing if you sing something quietly to him and he will look up at you with shining eyes.
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shirefantasies · 3 months
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The Hobbits With a F!Human Crush
Definitely not the last of this concept you’ll see from me 😉 Tagging @possibly-in-wonderland along with my usual list @kilibaggins @fuckyoumakeart @lokilover476 | let me know if you wanna join!
Frodo
✧ You serve as a living, breathing symbol of his curiosity, his desire for knowledge and exploration, something new that he wants so badly it all but takes the breath from him.
✧ The way you fall in love with Bag End, unbothered, no, charmed, by the quaint yet elegant hobbit hole as your eyes light up has Frodo’s heart doing somersaults. “You like it?” “Like it? Why, Frodo, you are as lucky as anyone! I wish I lived here!” He’s a bit too shy to say it, but a little voice peeking from the corners of Frodo’s mind says that that could be arranged.
✧ You’ve been places he could only dream of, and he wants to hear every story, enraptured with a hand upon his chin and blue eyes wide at your every word.
✧ Whenever you bend down to whisper in his ear, his entire mind shuts down and a smile creeps across his lips like you’ve never seen before.
✧ Flushes brightly when you pull him protectively against your chest, but enjoys the dangerous race of his heart at your hand upon him more than he would have thought possible.
✧ And when you first kiss him, giving him that gentle but still quite strong tug up into your lips at his confession and tangling your fingers in his dark hair, it's like his chest is about to explode.
Sam
✧ A bit down on yourself thinking someone like you wouldn’t like someone like him, at least not like that.
✧ Regardless, it changes not his kindness and devotion towards you. Despite your size difference, Sam is the one to step forward between you and danger, throwing an arm across from you and not registering or sharing in your amusement until the threat is neutralized.
✧ His heart practically slammed out of his chest when he told you about all the rabbits in the Shire, including one couple he’d seen where the male was with a much larger female. “That’s so cute,” you’d remarked, a hand idly brushing his arm as it lowered, “I love that.” Sam could hardly speak for the next minute or so.
✧ You asked him once if people remind him of flowers or if that's just you, and without even thinking Sam said sunflowers. Not only because of their height, he replies with a blush after you tease him, but the way they bring joy to all who see them and everybody wants them around.
✧ Trips over his words when you focus your gaze down upon him, suddenly feeling warm beneath the intent stare.
✧ And when you take his hand, looking him right in the eyes again as you tell him just how much he means to you, why he snaps completely, pulling up to his full height to connect your lips.
Merry
✧ He takes you, quite frankly, as a challenge- not one given in scorn, but as the rush of the latest charge or act of mischief, the exhilaration of risking oneself for moments of the greatest good.
✧ Bold as he is, Merry isn't afraid to let you know how beautiful he thinks you are, calling you fair and strong and every compliment in the book to cheer you up and bolster your courage.
✧ Attempts to prove himself to you thrill him, too, the way you take him on as an equal to spar and spend your time teaching him. The way you let him overtake you, standing over you with triumph and giving a smirk that runs a shiver down his spine.
✧ He goes to you first for things; in his eyes you can do anything and he trusts you to take his concerns seriously. It could be something small like a question or repair or a a heavier matter like a deep discussion, but whatever it is it will be with you.
✧ Makes up the occasional tall tale about his prowess back home, making himself out to be quite the hero or his home a far more fantastical place. Just to see what you believe. Even though you giggle at his mock-heroic deeds and teasingly debunk his tales, you make it clear in your treatment of him that you do believe he can do anything.
✧ Shock blooms across your face and thrums in your heart at the wince cutting Merry’s face when he accidentally confesses his feelings to you, but it is quickly overtaken by a smile as you cup his face in your hands to return his affection and then some.
Pippin
✧ Nothing can tear him from your side, not a word of concern from others, not a single hardship- when his mind is made up, it is made and that is that.
✧ Enjoys climbing up on things or into trees to get to your eye level, leaning closer while he has the opportunity to all but brush noses.
✧ Makes jokes about you having a longer reach or about "back when you were my size", for he is well aware and comfortable with the height difference. Insurmountable as it could be to you, there is no point in denying it and having some fun with it. After all, as much as he is always trying to assist you, he can use your added height as an excuse to ask for help, too!
✧ Unabashedly checks you out, his eyes sliding to you in nearly any moment of idleness; sometimes they are glances of awe, others pure pleasure at your form.
✧ Tells you again and again all the places he’s going to take you: the Green Dragon, a run through Farmer Maggot’s fields, Sam’s garden if he lets you, all at such insistence that the Shire is the greatest place upon the earth that you cannot help believing him and longing for it almost as much as he.
✧ Knowing that he is lost, he is happy simply to love you no matter what, but few times in your life will you see Pippin’s face as alight as the moment between you returning his feelings and the deep first kiss you share.
Bilbo
✧ Now you, my dear, are an adventure. Nothing he ever planned for, imagined, expected, and yet here you are on his proverbial doorstep. With a gulp and a shy smile he takes you in, eyes sliding upward along your form.
✧ Never has he felt this way before and certainly never with a daughter of men, so you'll find his gaze upon you often, studying you almost.
✧ Definitely tries to wow you with his studies of the different cultures of men- with varying success depending on from which region you hail. You cannot help but be charmed at all of Bilbo’s attempts to make you feel at home even in the middle of nowhere.
✧ You will feel like you’ve seen Bag End and met all of Bilbo’s ridiculous relatives with all the stories he shares both silly and beautiful. “I can see why you wish to return,” you tell him, to which he just beams up at you, a new shine in his eyes.
✧ Gets flustered at the ways in which you move to his level, leaning slinkily against a large rock or down further still upon a log to look up at him and meet his gaze with a smile.
✧ All he asks is if you have any interest in settling down, but you cannot help risking things at the sight of Bilbo’s nerves, tentatively answering that you’d love to settle in the Shire and feeling your heart soar at his grin of relief. Unusual, certainly, but then again that is perfect for Bilbo Baggins, is it not?
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The Lord of the Rings/Hobbit Masterlist
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One Shots
Give Me A Reason - Thorin Oakenshield x Reader
Silver Trinket - Thorin Oakenshield x Reader
You Don’t Live Here - Thorin Oakenshield x Reader
Evil Does Not Sleep - Legolas x Reader
Imagines + Mini Fic 
Imagine trying to keep your feelings for Legolas at a distance
Imagine being oblivious to Legolas confessing his feelings
Imagine a stroll in the forest with Legolas before Aragorn’s coronation
Imagine Legolas discovering unsettling news after the Battle of Helms Deep
Imagine falling into Legolas in Rivendell
Imagine running into a panicked Bilbo at the morning markets
Imagine Thorin explaining why he doesn’t want you to be the burglar
Imagine deciding to take Bilbo back home after Thorin’s outburst
Imagine snapping at Thorin after he accuses Bilbo of desertion
Imagine Thorin apologising for his behaviour
Imagine Bard looking for you after the destruction of Laketown
Imagine you and Bard getting caught after causing trouble in Laketown
Imagine your surprise when you see Thranduil arrive before the battle
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LOTR/ The Hobbit Preference: How You Meet (4/4)
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Meludir
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Meludir and you met when you visited Erebor with your friend Bilbo. King Thranduil was visiting at the same time and you came across Meludir when he was wondering around the forest near Thorins kingdom. You had a lot of fun teasing him on your first meeting.
“What are you doing?” Meludir heard a worried voice call behind him.
His eyes went big as he saw you running towards him, anxiety present on your face.
“That is a sacred tree and you pick its fruit!” You falsely scold him.
He can’t help but mutter out a pathetic apology as you take the fruit from his hands. Once your eyes meet he sees a cheeky smile on your face as you bite into the apple.
“You’re so cute when you’re nervous.” You smile up at him, tracing his jaw with your finger tip before running into the woods before him.
Thorin
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Thorin and you met the evening of the meeting at Bag End. He didn’t expect another person to be joining his company, let alone a human, but he didn’t protest your joining once he laid eyes on you.
Hearing a knock come from the door, everyone turned in curiosity.
“Now who?” Bilbo called out, annoyed at more unwelcome guests.
“Y/n.” Gandalfs face lit up as you came into view of the round door frame.
“Gentlemen, this is my good friend y/n. She will be the protector of our burglar.” Gandalf proudly announces.
You smile at the announcement and wave to everyone.
Thorin’s face was stuck in a look of wonder as he stared at the warrior woman before him. Her confident stance, kind smile and strong blade on her hip left him in wonder.
“Y/n, this is the leader of our company, Thorin Oakenshield.” Gandalfs introduction pulling Thorin out of his trance.
“It’s nice to meet you.” You extend a hand.
“Nice to meet you.” Thorin quietly replied, slowly taking your hand and eyes never leaving yours.
Bilbo
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Bilbo met you one afternoon that Gandalf came through town. It was a Spring festival in The Shire and your friend Gandalf had invited you to join him.
“Gandalf! Enjoying the festivities?” Bilbo asked his wizard friend.
“Very much so, Mr Baggins.” Gandalf laughed jovially.
“Gandalf! They have those lemon cakes here I love!”
Bilbo heard a voice cry as he saw you run towards himself and the wizard. Spotting you, Gandalfs smile grew.
“I’m so glad, my dear. Bilbo this is my friend, y/n. Y/n, this is Bilbo Baggins.” Your wizard friend introduced.
Bilbo looked at you in awe, thinking you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
“H-hello.” He introduced, a pink blush coming to his sweet cheeks, causing you to giggle.
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justalittlehoneybee · 11 months
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The casting for the company in The Hobbit is phenomenal
Graham McTavish (Dwalin) hitting the gym as soon as he got the part
Jed Brophy (Nori) trying to steal as much stuff on set as he can and Mark Hadlow (Dori) telling him to put it back
Mark Hadlow (Dori) texting Adam Brown (Ori) “Are you okay?” and mothering him all the time
Aidan Turner (Kili) and Dean O’Gorman (Fili) being the trouble makers on set and teasing all the other dwarves
Stephen Hunter (Bombur) constantly snacking on set
James Nesbit (Bofur) and his Irish humor
Richard Armitage (Thorin) constantly feeling the pressure of his role and responsibilities
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coffeekeyboardsss · 2 years
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Lord of the rings romance fics:
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elrondsimp · 1 year
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Bilbo x Wife! Reader
“Never ending pick up lines”
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The dwarves were gathered in the kitchen, watching as Y/N expertly cooked up a storm. As they chatted and joked around, one of them – it may have been Bofur – suggested they try out some pick-up lines on her.
"Hey, Y/N," Kili said, grinning mischievously. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
Y/N rolled her eyes with a laugh. "Oh, is that your best shot?" she teased.
Bofur chimed in. “They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Looks like I’ll never take mine off you.”
Y/N laughed again, shaking her head. "Keep trying, boys."
Bilbo looked on in amusement, but as the teasing continued, he began to feel a little left out. He turned to Y/N with a sly grin. "Hello, my lady," he said, approaching her from behind hugging her waist. "Are you a thief? Because you stole my heart."
Y/N turned to face him, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she put her arms around him. "Oh, is that so?" she said, a hint of challenge in her tone.
Bilbo nodded, feeling his heart racing in his chest. "Yes, it is and I'd like to steal a kiss from you, too. As compensation."
Before he could react, Y/N leaned in and planted a soft, lingering kiss on his lips. The dwarves whooped and hollered, cheering the couple on.
As they pulled away, Bilbo was left feeling a little flustered but undeniably pleased with himself. "Well, I guess I've still got it," he said with a grin.
Y/N chuckled. "You never lost it, my love," she said, giving him another quick peck on the cheek. "Now, who's hungry for dinner?"
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mynameisaury · 8 months
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Let’s talk about Frodo’s strength in this scene please. So, the Ring was not destroyed yet and was calling him. Frodo was tempted to throw himself in Mount doom like Gollum, but he didn’t, he managed to resist an object which including the most powerful creatures of middle earth would have had the difficulty to resist. My strong and brave hobbit❤️
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fvck-the-patriarchy · 10 months
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Thorin: You're a lying piece of shit!
Kili: Oh yeah? You're the idiot that thinks you can get away with everything you do, WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD!
Y/n: I'm leaving and I'm taking Fili with me!
Bilbo, gathering cards: Aaaaand that's enough Monopoly for today.
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wordbunch · 7 months
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a little secret (Bilbo x f!reader)
a/n: my brain wrote this on its own while i re-watched the hobbit trilogy twice within like, a week, so... there is that!! it's been sitting in my drafts for months??? anyway it's just a fluffy little piece cause he is an absolute cinnamon roll (i've been neglecting him too much and i'm gonna fix it) 💖 let me know ur thoughts and opinions, and please be so kind to reblog? 🥺 i'm exciteddd to be back and figuring out new things to post!
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Yet another all-day-long march was behind them, and the setting sun signaled that it was time to set up camp for the night, and rest, as much as it was possible by sleeping on the ground and eating tiny portions of anything that was at all edible.
[y/n] let her weighty bag plop down onto the rough forest terrain and she let out a weary sigh, stretching her back and arms as much as it was humanly possible, wishing she could stretch away the negative feelings and thoughts that plagued her mind on that particular day.
As soon as Bilbo neatly stored his belongings near the bark of a tree, which seemed like a moderately comfortable spot to take a break in, his eyes keenly followed the movements and expressions of his beloved, who was uncharacteristically quiet and perhaps even sorrowful during the day. Normally she would put her things next to his and enjoy the few short hours of peace, but this time she just tossed them onto a random patch of grass and turned her back to him and the rest of the company, who were already discussing dinner. Before anyone asked her to weigh in with her opinion, she took the chance to walk away and among the trees, away from the commotion of the dwarves. 
Bilbo's curious eyes followed the shape of her in the shadows as long as they could, but soon enough she was out of sight and, inevitably, he began to worry immediately. As much as he wanted to let her have a few minutes of silence and contemplation, it was too dangerous for any of them to go wandering around alone, especially while exhausted in every way; so his anxiety got the best of him, and even though it was nice to finally sit down for a moment, he had to make sure she was alright.
She was expecting he would follow after her shortly, as she stood among the trees and hugged her own arms for extra warmth; trees were swaying in a chilly breeze as the last rays of sun painted them in saturated hues. The moment she heard some shuffling she turned around cautiously, but sighed in relief at the sight of her favorite (as a matter of fact, the only one she knew) hobbit. A small smile stretched her lips, without quite reaching her eyes, and that’s all it took for Bilbo to all but run to her and pull her close.
“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” he spoke, albeit a little bit breathlessly, as soon as he reached the taller woman. “All day you have been acting…differently.” He murmured with caution, hoping not to offend her with his probing.
[y/n] released a shaky breath and shook her head slightly, looking down at his hands on her waist. Even though she felt like she would start crying if she spoke up, she didn’t want Bilbo to think she was keeping something from him; she knew him well enough to know he would surely overthink it later in the night, instead of sleeping.
“You know you can tell me anything,” he urged her in a soft voice, reaching up to her cheek and stroking it with the back of his hand. “Even if it’s about something that i’ve done,” he added, half-jokingly.
After a string of rough days packed with danger and uncertainty, she was rather moved by the display of tenderness, and she felt her lower lip quiver. At last her eyes, that were brimming with tears and exhaustion, met his, and he let out a quiet gasp. [y/n] could swear he looked like he could start crying only at seeing her like that.
“i just- I cannot,” she confessed shakily, while he pulled her as close to him as possible, “I cannot really handle all of this right now. I’m so tired, a-and there are so many terrifying things going on all the time, and it seems like this whole undertaking might never end, and I just can’t,” she rambled on, trying her best to fight the tears that wanted to spill. The grip she had on the hobbit’s shoulders was so strong, as if he was going to evaporate if she let him go. It was terrible for him to see her feeling that way, and for a second he felt a stab of guilt - maybe he was failing her - but he had to fix it as soon as he could. Both of his hands found a way to her tear stained face, and he gazed at her with so much love and understanding that she could have melted right in that moment. [y/n] wrapped her fingers around one of his wrists to ground herself in reality.
“My beautiful flower, most beautiful in all the world,” Bilbo began, speaking so lowly that only she could hear him, “do you want to know a little secret?” he raised his eyebrows with a playful glint in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. If he couldn’t make her smile, then what was the point of anything at all? She immediately recognized a small attempt at cheering her up, and her heart fluttered in her chest. she really considered herself lucky amid all the chaos.
“Yes, dearest,” she sniffed, but the beginning of a smile was playing on her lips too.
"I can’t either,” he chuckled airily, with a small shake of his head, “but with you by my side, maybe I can. And all of this has been… well, insane, to say the least, but it won’t last forever. I mean, I really hope so.” [y/n] finally laughed, and a tremendous weight was lifted off of his chest. Bilbo stood a little taller as he looked up at her with more hopeful eyes.
“But sometimes insane things lead to beautiful things, I suppose,” he continued, still cradling her face as if it was made of the finest glass, and his smile was contagious as she let those words sink in. “Trust me, I would love nothing more than to be at home with you right now, holding you close, wrapping you in blankets when you get cold, bringing you breakfast every. single. morning,” he accentuated his words with three taps of his finger to the tip of her nose, and her giggle warmed him up from his curls to his toes. “And look at the stars with you on every clear night, and read by the fire together, and chase away visitors because I want you only to myself…” he trailed off, suddenly very aware that she was looking at him with such open love that he needed to remind himself to breathe before continuing. “And, petal, I promise you, very soon we will be doing exactly that, we just need to finish up this-this little dwarven errand.” 
[y/n] all but threw herself over him in a haphazard hug, drawing out a startled laugh from the hobbit.
“Thank you,” she muttered into his hair. “I cannot wait to do all those things with you.”
“Anything for you, my love,” he replied, “and until then… even if we can’t, we can’t together.”
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ragingbookdragon · 11 months
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A Love Enduring All Of Time
Thorin Oakenshield x Reader
Word Count: 2.2K Warnings: Angst...?
Author's Note: I made myself sad :( BUT IT ENDS HAPPILY SO :)
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As they gathered around the fire, no one seemed to want to sing or dance. They were cold, tired, some bruised and wounded, but mostly exhausted. They quietly ate and readied for bed, and she couldn’t help but feel discontent at the lack of wind-down from the day. She lay in her bedding, staring up at the night sky; Thorin lay beside her in his own bedding, Fili above Thorin, Kili above her, Bilbo on her other side.
Bilbo was shifting beside her, a telltale sign that he was restless; she gently put her arms behind her head, and asked, “Bilbo, would you like to hear a story?”
A few of the dwarves groaned but she paid them no mind, looking over at Bilbo who blinked and nodded his head. “A good bedtime story would be nice.”
Her smile was bright even in the darkness and before she could even open her mouth, Thorin muttered, “We need rest. A story will have to wait.”
“Oh pish,” she retorted and settled in to tell her story. “Once upon a time, there was a young girl who lived beside an elven castle. And she—”
“Of course, it’s an elven bedtime story,” Dwalin griped and the others chuckled whilst she threw a rock at him.
“Let me tell my story!” she cleared her throat. “Now, where was I? Ah yes, once upon a time!”
***
“Thalaweston,” Colfindaer muttered. “The girl is here again.”
The silver-haired elf looked over towards the gates, seeing the little girl standing there, a hopeful look on her face; the second she saw him see her, she waved wildly at him. He let out a sigh and said, “I’ll be right back.” He could hear his friend chuckling as he walked towards the gates, stopping just before them; he bent down and greeted her with a smile. “Hello Kaeralina.”
The girl blushed and looked at her feet, quietly holding up the flowers she’d picked. “I…I brought these for you.”
He took them through the ivory gates, gazing at the stems that had been hastily plucked and the dirt brushed off. “Thank you, they’re beautiful.” Looking back at her, he asked, “You’ve been coming to give me flowers quite often, Kaeralina.”
“Mhm,” she murmured, swaying slightly. “Mother said elves like flowers.”
“Your mother’s wise, we are connected deeply with nature.” Thalaweston tipped his head to the side. “Kaeralina, does your mother know you come here? It’s awfully dangerous for a little girl to be all alone out here.”
“I’m not little!” she retorted, bringing her eyes back up to his. “I’m ten years of age!” He chuckled and she felt her cheeks warm, dropping her gaze again. “I know how to get here and home safely.”
He let out a sigh. “Kaeralina, it isn’t safe for you to keep coming back and forth. You could be hurt, or worse. There is danger in the forest.”
“I know,” she said, kicking at the ground with her boot. “But…I wanted to give you the flowers.”
Thalaweston looked at the flowers in his hand again. “They’re lovely flowers, Kaeralina. While I thank you for them, you have to stop coming as often as you do. If anything were to happen to you, your family would be very sad.”
Quickly, she turned around, sniffling, and he felt a pang of hurt in his chest for hurting her feelings, but just as fast as she’d begun to cry, she turned back around, a determined look on her face as she declared, “One day, I’m going to marry you!”
His eyes widened in shock and before he could even reply, she nodded her head resolutely and dashed off into the thicket, leaving him to go back to his post where his friend was laughing hysterically and teasing him about the girl.
***
It had been many, many years before Thalaweston ever saw her again. One and a half decades in fact, but a mere fifteen years was but a blink of an eye to elves. He’d been given relief of duty to join a hunting party towards the west of the forest, just on the other side of the human city growing next to the castle.
Splitting up from the rest of the group, he journeyed on his own, quietly stalking a deer he’d seen in the distance. When he’d come upon it, he raised his bow, pointer finger feeling along the steel of the arrowhead, breath leaving his lungs as he began to release it, when the buck suddenly dropped towards him, an arrow in its chest.
He lowered his bow but dove behind a tree for cover in case it wasn’t one of his people; watching cautiously, he waited for the mysterious shooter to come from the trees and when they did, his eyes widened. A mere human girl had shot from hundreds of yards away, a managed a perfect shot.
Thalaweston crept behind them as they pulled the arrow out, pulling a knife to begin cleaning when he stepped on a stick, the crack echoing through the forest. Quick as lightning, they spun, bow raised and ready to fire; he raised his hands in surrender and he caught sight of eyes beneath the red hood, bow slightly wavering as they said, “Thalaweston?”
He cocked his head to the side, stealthily reaching for his dagger. “How do you know me?”
They reached up and plucked the hood off and he let out a breath at the sight of her. “Kaeralina?”
She had grown into a beautiful young woman; her shock gave way to joy as she reached out to hug the elf. “Oh, it’s been so long!” she wrapped her arms around him. “You look well! How have you been!”
He was in shock himself. “I—I am well. Nothing much has changed in my life. How are you?” he pulled back, looking towards the deer then to her. “When did you learn to draw a bow?”
A shadow crossed her face and she said, “My father…he died when I was still a child. My mother and I had to fend for ourselves. I picked up a thing or two watching the hunters in my city. I am leading the hunting parties now, believe it or not!”
“Congratulations.” Thalaweston looked around. “You’re quite a distance away from the city, are you not? More into elven territory.”
He saw the telltale sign of embarrassment come across her as she looked away, suddenly interested in the deer. “Yes, well, the deer favor elven company, so it makes sense to hunt here.”
“Really?” he asked doubtfully. “Are you sure it’s not because you have a fondness for elves?”
She shot him a look. “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Are you sure? Because I have quite a few bouquets of flowers that beg to differ.”
“I can’t believe you remember that,” she muttered. “I was a child.”
“A very sweet, earnest child,” he agreed, kneeling beside her. “I kept them, you know. Pressed them to make them keepsakes.”
She blinked at him. “You did?”
He nodded. “If nothing else, a reminder that humanity was good to us elves once.”
“That’s…very sweet of you, Thalaweston.”
He smiled and looked at her. She really was so beautiful. “You’ve grown since I last saw you.”
Her smile was more bittersweet. “Humans age much faster than elves. It’s been fifteen years, did you know?”
“I do.”
“I can’t believe it’s been so long.”
“Time does fly.”
“That it does.” Exhaling, she gestured to the deer. “I should get this back to the city. I’m sure they’re waiting for me to return.”
Before she could even attempt to lift it, Thalaweston did for her. “Allow me.” He ignored her dissuasions and added, “Think of it as a chance for us to catch up. I’d love to hear about how life has treated you. Nothing ever changes for us elves in the castle. Life is always boring.”
She smiled, looking down at her feet as she kicked at the ground. “Oh…alright, I guess you can.”
“So, tell me, have you promised to marry any of the men in your town or are we still—”
“I WAS A CHILD! LET IT GO!”
***
Thalaweston lay beside her, gently brushing aside the silver hair on her head, caressing the warm skin on her forehead. “How do you feel, melethel?”
Her eyelids fluttered and she looked at him. “Tired, my life. Very tired.”
He couldn’t fight the lump in his throat as he rested his hand on her chest above her heart. “Are you comfortable?”
“I am.”
“Should I get the children? Do you need me to get them? I will go—”
“My life,” she calmed softly, resting a hand atop his. “I have said my goodbyes to my children. This time is for us.”
Tears shone in his eyes as he dug his head into the pillow and whispered, “I am not ready for you to go, melethel.”
She smiled sadly, but there was a warmth there as she reached over with her free hand, swiping a stray tear. “You will never be alone, my life,” she said. “My heart travels with you always. It is in you, in our children, in this life. I am with you through the ages, always.”
Thalaweston gazed at the woman he’d created a life with, from the first moment he saw the little girl in a patchy dress to now, an old woman, his beloved wife, the mother of his beautiful two girls and boy. “I am scared to go on without you.”
“You must.”
“I want you with me. I want to hold your hand. I want to hold you in my arms. I want—”
She caressed his cheek and he fell silent, shutting his eyes against the flood of hot tears. “You must go on until our children no longer need you. Then, and only then will you be allowed to even think of me. They need you, my life. They are your purpose now. Promise me you will not come to me until then.”
He swallowed thickly, inhaling deeply as he nodded his head and whispered, “I promise, melethel.”
Kaeralina let out a low breath and tried to shuffle closer to him, which he saw and immediately shifted to hold her in his arms, his nose pressed against hers; they gazed into each other’s eyes. “Thalaweston,” she murmured. “Some think this was foolish. For a mortal to marry an immortal. But I want you to know, in all our years, I have never regretted a single moment. Not even now.”
Thalaweston smiled widely despite his tears. “I have been blessed by Ilúvatar to have made this life with you. I have loved you and will always love you, Kaeralina. I love you,” he whispered, pressing his lips to the tops of hers. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”
“I love you, my life.”
***
“And till this day,” she said, still staring up at the night sky. “It is said that in the heart of the forest lies a single stone encased by a great oak tree. The memorial of a single elf who loved his human wife so greatly, that he planted a great stone and tree. Of course, others say that the stone is his wife’s grave and he, the great tree that has protected and weathered all the centuries. A love enduring time itself.”
Bilbo was in tears as he looked at her from his small pillow. “He brought her the same flowers every day that she picked for him as a girl.”
“Even in her death, he was devoted to his lovely wife, always.”
He wiped his nose and eyes, trying to compose himself. “That was beautiful.”
“Long, is what it was,” someone, probably Bofur retorted, but he sounded weepy.
She merely smiled and Bilbo asked, “Is it a true story?”
Shrugging, she gently slipped a few strands of hair behind her ear, and he caught sight of the slightly pointed tips. “Who knows? But a love like that? Sure is desirable. To be loved and devoted even after death. I hope one day I’m lucky enough to be loved so much as Thalaweston loved Kaeralina.” She looked to the stars and murmured, “They were amazing parents.”
“What was that?”
She blinked. “I said, I bet they were amazing parents. I’m sure their children were loved beyond belief.” She tutted. “Now off to bed with us. Our bedtime story has been given.”
As they all rolled over, most already asleep, she gently turned on her side, looking up at Kili and Fili who were huddled close, snoring quietly, the eldest brother’s arm wrapped around his youngest. It reminded her of her sister and brother.
She smiled and gently reached over, brushing a hand through each’s hair, watching them lean into and make sleepy noises at the soft, mothering touch, before pulling her arm away, only to catch Thorin’s eyes on her; she smiled at him and he gave her one in return, a softness, and love, in his eyes as she laid her head down and shut her eyes.
He waited until her breathing evened out before he reached over and carefully took her smaller hand in his, holding it. Hers twitched in his grip before her fingers curled over his palm and he fell asleep feeling the warmth bleeding into his hand.
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burnt-scone · 2 years
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J.R.R. Tolkien: My books are a allegory for the Bible.
Me: Bunch of dudes giving heartfelt looks & forehead kisses
(Drawings of Bilbo & Thorin giving heart eyed side glances, Gimli & Legolas giving longing looks, Sam & Frodo with their foreheads nearly touching staring into eachothers souls)
Me: & dudes who barely know how to touch a woman.
(Drawings of Aragorn the man who barely knows how to kiss, Captain "I held hands before" Faramir, and Kili he was a real one.)
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summary: you are a were jaguar who joined Thorin's company thanks to Gandalf but a certain hobbit always follows you like a shadow
you were escaping with the dwarves from the orcs you ran as fast as you could some of the dwarves were fighting them until they surrounded them you looked behind you you saw bilbo who was hiding behind you he looked scared you put an arm in front of him in a protective manner
you saw some grubs approaching showing their teeth you noticed that gandalf found a cave that would take them to Riverdale you looked at bilbo saying
y/n: Bilbo, when I distract them, run to the cave.
Bilbo: What?
y/n: run just run
you told him you started running towards the guargos while you transformed into a jaguar you pounced on them biting and scratching them you saw how bilbo ran to the cueba
You began to finish them one by one until more began to arrive "fuck" you thought until you heard a sound and arrows began to shoot at the bows and guargos you saw elves fighting with them until they left
An elf saw you and pointed an arrow at you. You growled at him in warning.
elrond: stop she is not a danger
guard: but it's a beast
Elrond: It's not, she is y/n.
approaching said while examining some scratches on your back.
Elrond: You were hurt, we will take you to Riverdale.
He said, stroking your head as he headed to his horse to head to Riverdale. You followed them even in your jaguar form. You couldn't transform into a human. You still didn't have any clothes.
Hacecandoce said while examining some scratches on your back.
When you arrived you saw the dwarves, the hobbit and Gandal safe, which relieved you.
They were on guard when they noticed the elves, but even more so when they saw you clearly, you forgot to tell them that you were turning into a jaguar.
gloin: what creature is that?
balin: it's a jaguar
Fili: Why would they bring him?
You began to move while you saw how they looked at you with fear except for the hobbit, he began to move slowly while you stayed still.
Oín: Bilbo, what are you doing?
Thorin: Bilbo come back here
He didn't pay attention. He stayed looking at you until he placed his hand on your face. You looked at it, resting your head on it. He smiled, caressing you while you purred.
Bilbo: It's Y/N.
Kili: What?
Bilbo: I saw her turn into a jaguar
Gandalf: It's true, she is a were jaguar.
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It was night you were walking through the gardens without being able to sleep you were looking at the stars your wounds had been healed you were wearing a dress that they had lent you you were deep in thought when you felt a familiar smell you hid behind a column when you noticed Bilbo coming out of his room hiding looking for you you stood behind him whispering to him
y/n: who are you looking for, my beautiful prey?
Bilbo jumped in fright, turning around to look at you nervously.
Bilbo: I just walked to no one
y/n: okay
You said passing by him as you walked, he followed you in silence until you reached a bench where you sat down.
y/n: sit down or do you plan to stand
He sat next to you while playing with his fingers.
y/n: and tell me what you plan to do next
Bilbo: After what?
y/n: from this adventure
He looked at you thoughtfully.
Bilbo: I didn't think about it and you?
y/n: I don't know either
Bilbo: well if you want you can come to my house and we could have tea
you giggled
y/n: okay that sounds good
They remained silent until he spoke again.
Bilbo: Does it hurt when you transform?
You looked at him he seemed a little worried.
y/n: no when it was the first time yes but not now
he let out a sigh
y/n: you know, I have never seen a creature that was not afraid of me, men, dwarves, even elves are afraid of me, but a little hobbit was not afraid of me, that is having courage.
Bilbo: why value?
You started to make him care more while you made him feel smaller than he was.
y/n: make you face a beast that you know very well would tear you to pieces in a few seconds and no one could help you.
You said as you saw how nervous he was and the blush that appeared on his cheeks.
Bilbo: And if the beast decides not to hurt me
you leaned into his ear, whispering to him
y/n: well you would be very lucky if it didn't touch you with its claws.
You said, letting out a growl as you ran your claw-like nails along his neck and up to his cheek. He shuddered, letting out a gasp.
You started to like how nervous he got
y/n: although I think you like that, that's not the case, my little prey.
You looked at him, you saw how blushing he was, he was a mess of nerves as you put your hand on his neck, caressing him with your claws.
y/n: or am I wrong?
Bilbo: Yes, I would like to.
You made yourself kiss his cheek until you reached his lips and he let out a gasp.
You continued kissing him until you separated from him you saw him gasping for air he looked at you blushing.
Y/N: You are such a cute little thing, you know that.
Bilbo: Yes
He said looking at the ground without wanting to see your gaze. You took it in your hands looking at it as if you were going to devour it.
Y/N: You know my little mouse wouldn't hurt you.
you said kissing him again without letting go this time.
You didn't know why you liked how nervous you made him but you suspected it was your mating season.
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