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yacrimago · 5 months
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Omg this is so sweet
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forrest-drive · 1 year
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"We're making a long-term deposit!"
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One of my favorite scenes from The Hobbit!
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quality-street-rat · 1 year
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Y/n but he's trans
Bilbo: Hey y/n?
Y/n: What's up little dude?
Bilbo: ...Ignoring that. Anyway, why do you never take your undershirt off??
Y/n, freezing in place before continuing: Uh...I do take it off. I just...wear all my layers when I do.
Kili, interested: Is that why you wear so much at night?
Y/n, wanting the conversation to be over: Yes. Anything else?
Fili, coming over: Yeah, actually. How come you never bathe and somehow smell so good?
Y/n, offended: I wash up in streams and rivers just as much as you do!
Kili: Yeah but we never see you.
Fili: Or Bilbo.
Kili: Hang on...
Bilbo: Whatever you're thinking, stop this instant. Y/n and I simply find a good-sized rock and take turns hiding behind it to bathe while the other turns their back and keeps watch.
*Everyone listening in*
Fili, genuinely confused: Why hide about it?
Y/n, sighing: Hobbits have different standards on nudity and I just...don't look like you.
Bilbo: I thought it was because you were just shy?
Thorin, interrupting: What do you mean, you don't look like us? We already know you're taller.
Y/n, grimacing: Yeah, well, that's not...goddammit I can't believe I have to do this.
Thorin, suspicious: Do what?
Y/n, raising his voice just a bit so everyone can hear: You know when the doctor, or well, midwife in your case looks at the baby and says "you have a son!" Or "you have a daughter!"?
Bilbo: ...Yes. How is this relevant?
Y/n: Well, the midwife looked at me and told my mother "congratulations! You have a daughter!" So my mother gave me a female name and dressed me like a girl and raised me like a girl and told me "you're a girl because girls look like this."
Kili, confused: So you're actually female?
Y/n, tearing up: No!
Fili, whacking Kili: Don't be stupid, Kee.
Y/n, voice cracking: I'm NOT a woman. I realized a long time ago that I felt like a man, that I WAS a man, regardless of what I look like. I got rid of my...what do you guys call it?? Womb, right, I got rid of it. I started taking hormones to make me sound different, to look different. And this, *gesturing to his chest* I was actually a few months away from getting rid of these before I landed here in your world. I'm NOT female and if you call me one I'll punch your lights out.
Thorin: Don't be ridiculous. Dwarves do not care about such things. A dwarf is a dwarf before they are anything else, gender is not important to us. Dwarrow or dwarrowdam, you are what you say you are, and if any dwarf contests that they are punished.
Y/n, blinking back tears: Whoa. Thank you. You're actually...a lot more accepting than half my family.
Dwalin: Your own family insists on calling you a female?
Y/n: Yeah, but what can you do? It's illegal in many places to even...be like me.
Dwalin: Then they are poor family indeed.
Oin, piping up: Don't worry, lad. I myself am neither a dwarrow nor a dam, yer not alone here.
Bilbo: Hobbits are more strict about such things. We often say that a son has died and there is a daughter in his place, and nobody so much as mentions it. It's simply not spoken of.
Y/n, openly crying now: Thanks guys.
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8thparadox · 2 years
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nwalin is a ship that i never expected to have but has now taken up permanent residence within my canon.
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orcristwielder · 2 years
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 —
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"Brothers in a r m s."
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pollyna · 2 years
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Dwalin being Thorin's platonic One. And Thorin is Dwalin's one.
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Dwalin: Okay! Enough! No more talking about Bilbo!
Thorin: But you said to get it out of my system.
Dwalin: I had no idea how much you had in your system.
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laneynoir · 11 months
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I'm here with a writing idea - reuniting after a battle, reader x your favorite LOTR character(s), you choose which ones 🥰 the more the merrier 😍💛
Word count: 2271
A little polyamory for your dash?
Thorin/Bilbo/reader.
Also some very pointed Dwalin/Ori, but if you skip from ~ to ~ you can ignore it I guess.
"You utter arse"
Bilbo's head jerks up from it's spot on the bed, once determining that it is not him to whom you speak he relaxes, but only just. "He cannot hear us, I dont think. He spoke to me on the ice, but..." His voice trails off miserably, and your scowl lessens slightly.
He turns back to Thorin as you settle at his side, oblivious to the discomfort of dirt and gravel digging into your knees. "Will he?"
The Hobbit's matted curls bob slightly as he shakes his head. "We don't know. Thranduil did what he could, but he was pierced through the chest and," the breaking in his voice shatters you, and you grip his hand in support. "And he lost so much blood that we can't yet be sure either way."
A sob breaks from his throat, a desperate sound, as unnatural from him as an evergreen in the dessert. You pull him into an embrace, which he relaxes into for a brief moment before jerking back with an expression of horror.
You frown in confusion, "Bilbo? What's-"
"You. Are. Injured." He growls out, holding a bloodied hand and sleeve up.
"It truly isn't that-"
Once again, Bilbo interupts in a way that would have shocked Bungo Baggins with its lack of manners. "No. No, I cant loose you, I wont let you die on the floor while I still wait to know weather he too will die. I do not know how much more I can loose y/n, just think for a momment what this would do to me."
Your mouth falls open, before shame fills you. "You are right of course, I realize that. But I could not think of my own injury when Thorin lies as if dead."
Bilbo stands with a nod. "Right, you will stay right where you are, no moving, in going to find Oin." After you confirm with a grunt, he races from the tent, soft footsteps quickly fading.
When he is out of sight, you return your attention to Thorin, who lays just as still as death, face pale from blood loss. You push yourself up to sit on the edge of the bed, careful as to not disturb him. It takes a while to fully take stock of the inflections, the most obvious being the badgage wrapped around his chest, white fabric bleeding crimson. 
The next is a large gash on his exposed thigh, closly followed by an undisclosed hurt on the foot. In addition, his skin is littered in cuts, bruises, and what looks suspiciously like broken ribs.
At this moment, you hear the tent flap smacked open, giving you the opportunity to ask, "What on earth happened to his foot?" Still gripping Thorin's hand you turn expectantly to the new faces at the entrance. Bilbo scoffs from beside Dwalin,
"The fool got himself stabbed." You try to figure how that could have been possable, and so are distracted enough for Oin to grab you away from Thorin's side and onto a bed of your own. As you protest, Bilbo tuts. "Oh no you don't, the bed isn't going to hurt you, and" He draws a shuddering breath.
"And you need not cause Master Baggins further worry by being foolish. I pulled you from beneath two dead trolls not twenty minutes ago, I think you can handle a bit of prodding from our healer."  Dwalin speaks with a smirk, which only increases as the residant Hobbit's face goes compleatly neutral.
You eyes blow wide and you send desperate glance to Ori, who (the traitor) simply shrugs.
Oin, shockingly, comes to your defense. "Because either of you can talk? I had to restrain you, Bilbo. And son of Fundin, dont think that I haven't seen you favouring one foot and trying to hide the wound on your stomach."
Ori glares at Dwalin before shoving him onto a bed of his own, the latter shooting a glare more heated than a forge at Oin. Bilbo just shrugs. "I only got knocked out for a bit, it wasnt important."
"You're concussed. No hold still, he's fine for now." You grumble at the half deaf dwarf, but it quickly becomes a hiss of pain as he pulls fabric from a half dried gash on your shoulder. "Hmm, that may hurt."
Your 'no shit' face is flashed before you return your attention to Bilbo, who is glancing between you and Thorin. "Bilbo?" He jerks his head. "Would you sit with him?"
He smiles gratefully before once again settling next to Thorin, taking the dwarve' s hand in his own. You smile bengiantly at the picture, before flinching violently when a burning substance is pressed to your skin. Oin sighs. Then barks: "Hold on, Ori!"
Ori, in the proses of pulling Dwalin's shirt off, looks up, seems to take an unsaid command, and darts from the tent. You stare at Dwalin in the bed oposit yours, and the two of you hold an awkward silence, both half dressed. Without warning you both start laughing at the absurdity of the situation.
Ori stumbles back through the entrance with a canteen in hand and a rope tangled around his ankle. As the healer pours you a cup of the sweet smelling brew, Dwalin inquires as to the state of Ori's boot.
Ori dismisses it with a shrug. "I tripped and it got tangled, a man standing a ways away laughed at how a rope could best a dwarf, so I snapped the rope and kept it." He blushes at the warriors aproving laugh. "It wasn't a very good rope beforhand really."
You take a sip of the drink, far to sweet for anything the grumpy dwarf could make, and wince. "Poppy?"
Oin grunts, "And some elvish concoction. Smells off to me, but it does the job." You nod, and nod, and find you head bobbing up and down.
"Wa's go'in on?" Your voice slurrs, tounge numb, and your eyes drop shut. You only have time to complain that this was working far to quickly for a poppyflower brew, when you fall into a deep sleep.
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"Did you just drug y/n?"
Ori can't help but giggle at Bilbo's offended tone, for yes, you have fallen unconscious, your last words hardly intelligible. Dwalin makes a clicking sound beneath his hand, somthing the scribe has come to recognize to be, from Dwalin, the equivalent of a screech of pain from another.
Feeling rather like Dori, he apologises and lightens his touch. The larger dwarf snatches his wrist and meets his confusion with a smouldering smirk.
"You dont have to be so cautious, little one."
Ori fidgets with the rag, refusing to meet the others gaze. "I wouldn't wish to hurt you," And he must have offended Mahal somehow, because really no one should look this attractive whilst wounded and half dressed in torn cloth.
"Oh," Says Dwalin, "But what if i should like you, and only you, to hurt me? Remind me I live?" Ori gapes and lets loose a small 'pardon?' "What do i call you, Have you noticed?"
The scribe frowns, thinking. "Usually 'scribe' or 'little one', which is slightly offensive, I am not quite that small."
Tattoos rippling mesmerizingly as he moves, Dwalin cups Ori's face. "I thought you'd apreciate the word game, my scribe. Little one."
Comprehension dawns visibly on the younger's face. He squeaks. "I'm your one? I mean to say... I."
"My one, my scribe, my heart, my treasure."
Ori's face goes strangly calm, and he tugs on a braid in his hair. "Bilbo is grinning at us, Oin is laughing at us, Dori is going to kill us, and I have admired you for far to long." He abruptly locks his gaze with the blue eyes in front of him. "I am going to kiss you, and if you have any- umf"
Bilbo cheers from his spot on the floor and Oin cackles while stabbing your poor body with a needle. "About damn time."
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Bilbo is slumped over in the chair, exhausted and worried. A month and a half has passed and still Thorin does not wake. To be fair, he had stirred during the journy back into the mountain, mumbling nonsense when he'd been nearly dropped damn Iron Hill dwarves but he'd not done more than such.
Bilbo is stuck feeling guilty for having to feed his love what is essentially baby food, mashed to the point of luquification and forced down his throat.
He doesn't mean to, he never does lately, but he falls asleep, folded nearly in half with his head on the mattress.
"You should not rest in such a position, it will do bothing for your back."
The deep voice rouses him from slumber "So Y/n has been saying for over a month-" his brain catches up with the situation belatedly. "Wait, Thorin your awake. Your awake!"
He is awarded with a rumbling laugh, cut off by a flinch and hand to the chest. "Where is our y/n?"
Bilbo streatches a bit while gesturing to the bed behind himself. "We had to drug them again, refuses to stop working, and it's not helping the infection." At Thorin's outraged question Bilbo sighs. "Slashed during the battle, the blade had the same poisen as the arrow Kili was shit with. If Tauriel hadn't been on hand..."  He allows his voice to trail off, knowing Thorin will understand.
"The elf has been rewarded?"
Bilbo looks offended. "I took care of it myself, with assistance from Balin and Daín of course." Thorin raises a questioning eyebrow and Bilbo winces. "Now you are not allowed to throw a fit, no matter how much you disagree."
"For saving my one, nothing is to much."
Bilbo cocks his head, looking far to cute for someone who claims to be middle aged. "I've been wondering about that,how can you have two ones? Only, it seems a bit backward to me."
Thorin smiles, and Bilbo near melts. Far to long has passed that the majestic face has been set as stone. "'Tis a problem of translation, a Dwarrow's one is who compleates them, when together they are whole. The Legend is that when our Lord Mahal forges our souls, he makes them imperfect, and split so that the shards are mixed with our family, and eventual love's. Some dwarves souls are only scattered a little, and they will never love as deeply as another. My soul was forged hard enough that my heart rests in two others." He gratefully accepts the water that is offered.
"You are sure that your One can be found in another race?" Both jerk around to see you sitting on your bed, fully awake. Thorin grimaces at the pain to movement causes. "Oh dont look so surprised, the dosage wasn't as large as usual."
Thorin traces Bilbo's ear, sending a shudder through the hobbit and enticing you to smirk. "Yes. I have never been more sure of anything in my life. But my dear Hobbit is avoiding the question, what did you pay the elf?"
You pull yourself from the bed (not whining in pain, thank you.), and slump into the second chair while Bilbo is answering. "Well, belive it or not, her King banished her in the midst of battle, then unbanished her after she nearly died of heartbreak, and ah..."
Thorin looks utterly confused, a sight you wish you had Ori to lut on paper.
"He told her to do as she would, as Thranduil knows heartbreak all to well. And uhm, she really is devoted to Kili. And she keeps him in line most of the time."
Understanding begins to appear on the Dwarf King's face. "Bilbo, what did you do?"
"The council agreed with me that we should let her stay in the mountain." Thorin is silent, so Bilbo clarifies. "To live."
Not a majestic bead quivers, he's gone compleatly still. Slightly concerned, you pipe up. "I agreed that this was a good choice, both on a personal level and a diplomatic one. Letting an elf into the mountain shows that we are not holding grudges so sevearly that we are distrustful. Thorin? Hello?"
His head has bowed, and when his sight raises, he has that unfairly beautiful smile on again, eyes glittering. He chuckles while his head shakes back and forth. "I suppose I cannot deny my nefew the same love that I treasure so. Nor can I deny my heart anything they wish."
Bilbo grins, and of course kisses the deprived dwarf. "I am glad you say so. Though let us not go over bord, Gloin has told me of the worth in my Mithril."
Thorin shrugs -wincing horribly at the movement, and yes we all saw it- "you are worth every single link three times over, never doubt it." This is of course true, and you grasp Bilbo's hand to support the proclamation, Thorin notices that you use only your left arm, despite the right one being closer. "And what is this I've heard about an infection?"
"I'll be happy to tell you, my love, when you explain how in Morgoth you managed to kick a blade so hard it pierced you boot and through your foot."
Bilbo laughs, at last seeming at home.
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rogue-durin-16 · 1 year
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ROGUE-DURIN-16'S THE HOBBIT MASTERLIST
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Key: f=fluff || a=angst || f-a=fluff+angst || ≈f=mostly fluff || ≈a=mostly angst || os=oneshot || hc=headcanons ||mp=multipart || ?=request || db=drabble/blurb
• KÍLI SON OF DÍS
So-called matchmaker (f|os|?)
Request: I'd like to request Kili x reader, when Fili tries to be a matchmaker, but doesn't notice the courting braids Kill and reader already have?
Her hair (f|os|?)
Request: may I ask for a kill x dwarf F reader? They first meet at bilbo's house and it's love at frist sight for both of them and as the quest goes on Kili asks to braid her hair as Dwarven tradition of courting?
Distraction (f|os|?)
Request: I'd like to request a fluff kili x reader where the reader is stressed with loads amount of work.
A lesson in archery [Part I/II] [Part II/II] (f-a|mp)
Summary: A member of the company might have gotten Kili smitten. Sadly, Thorin is not exactly fond of her, and the last thing Kili wanted was to go against his uncle's will.
The heir's curse [Part I/?] [Part II/?] [Part III/?] (≈a|mp|?)
Request: I have this idea of the reader being a princess and having to marry fili cuz hes the heir and she likes him but she ends up falling for his brother? Maybe with some angst? You can choose the end.
• THORIN OAKENSHIELD
The flower in the forge [Part I/II] [Part II/II] [Addition] (f-a|mp|?)
Request: Thorin x fem human! reader where they meet in Ered Luin during Thorin's blacksmith days, she bonded with the rest of the Durins too especially Dis. Maybe a bit of an angsty/bittersweet ending because the reader is not interested in being a queen
• FÍLI SON OF DÍS
The heir's curse [Part I/?] [Part II/?] [Part III/?] (≈a|mp|?)
Request: I have this idea of the reader being a princess and having to marry fili cuz hes the heir and she likes him but she ends up falling for his brother? Maybe with some angst? You can choose the end.
The keeper [Part I/II] [Part II/II] (f-a|mp)
Summary: When a mysterious person threatens the heir's life, the service of a personal guard is required to keep him safe until the foe is found. Fili, who doesn't take the matter very seriously, only sees it as an chance to spend more time with certain knight.
• DWALIN SON OF FUNDIN
The bard's charms (f|os|?)
Request: How about some of Dwalin pining over a bard (performer) visiting Erebor?
• TAURIEL OF MIRKWOOD
My home (f|os|?)
Request: a Tauriel x Fem reader with a lotta cuteness? Where reader and Tauriel adopted a little child and it's just family fluff? Also can the child be like at the baby-talk stage, and kinda just toddles around?
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formlessvoidbeast · 10 months
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Jailbreak - The Hobbit - Thorinsmut (FormlessVoidbeast)
Dwalin didn't expect to meet another Dwarf while attempting to smash his way out of a flimsy Mannish prison, but Nori is friendly and seems to have a plan, so he's game to stick around and wait for a good escape opportunity. Of all the people in all the world that Nori ever expected to share a prison with, Dwalin son of Fundin was way down at the bottom of the list. However, never let it be said that Nori wasn't adaptable. He could definitely improvise to take advantage of the situation.
Anybody still read Nwalin around here?
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yacrimago · 2 years
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I'm in class, but I'm I cannot focus. So take this baby Frodo instead.
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forrest-drive · 1 year
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A drawing of my 3 favorite dwarves!
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Nori Dwalin and Bifur!
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quality-street-rat · 1 year
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Y/n, forced to spar with Dwalin: Don't fuck with me! I have the power of God AND anime on my side!
Dwalin, completely unbothered: What the hell is anim--
Y/n: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!
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house-durin · 2 years
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Dwalin & Balin, Sons of Fundin
Captain of the Guard of Erebor & First Adviser to King Thorin II
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delicatenightfury · 8 days
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Star of the Mountain Part 4 Preview
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Warnings: fluff, angst, canon-level violence, spoilers for the Hobbit films
Pairing: OC x Thorin Oakenshield
Beta'd By: @mistys-blerbz
Author's Note: please do not steal my work! I do not own the Hobbit or the characters, but I do own my OCs and the parts of the plot that are not part of the movies. I have worked very hard on this fic. Please be respectful and do not steal.
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“I don’t know how much longer I can handle this,” he groaned, running a hand through his hair. Balin and Dwalin walked on either side of him as they made their way to the council hall for the upcoming meeting. “I can barely get close to her.”
“Vedis does seem more protective than usual,” Dwalin said.
“Her sister was injured not long ago,” Balin pointed out. “Perhaps Vedis is just being vigilant.”
“Oreliell can look after herself,” Thorin said. “I haven’t had one moment with her since before the battle.”
The sons of Fundin exchanged a look.
“Perhaps that has something to do with it?” Balin said. “Unfortunately, things were not left well off. Yes, the sickness had great influence, but perhaps it has left a lingering wound for Oreliell.”
“And that is why I wish to speak with her, Balin,” Thorin said. “She is my One. I want to make amends, but that is hard to do when I can’t… Kili, what are you doing?”
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bxdcubes · 1 year
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Dwalin/Bilbo fic recs
for @booknerd0612
this are most of my bookmarks for these two ;)
Dwalin & Bilbo - bc this one made me cry
In From the Rain      by yellow_craion 
Dwalin travels back to the Blue Mountains, cold, wet and miserable, when he is faced with an unexpected kindness.
Bilbo takes in a dwarf trope, basically Warnings for reference / implied violence, prostitution and i suppose extortion but all in the past
Dwalin/Bilbo
Key to my House (Key to my Heart)  by JackQuaker                
"It was the act of bodily union that achieved marriage, and after which the indissoluble bond was complete." -Laws and Customs Among the Eldar
Marriage rituals are the one thing Dwarves and Elves have in common.  Hobbits do things differently.  Bilbo might have appreciated knowing that sooner.
Protective Nature   by silverneko9lives0     
Everyone survives the BOTFA and Bilbo stays in Erebor. However, it seems that all the nobles suddenly want to seduce Bilbo and not all of them have honorable intentions. Dwalin may just be the Captain of the Guard, but he'll be damned if he allows anyone to hurt their Burglar. He makes it his unofficial job to chase off any unsavory characters.
Swallow by Headwig1010      
A tale of love, swearing and food.
So much food.
Together, Despite It All    by jcrycolr3wradc         
Whatever Bilbo was expecting when he opened his door, Gandalf, Lobelia, a noisy neighbor trying to intrude on his dinner, he was most certainly not expecting a hulking figure of a dwarf.
 In Silence    by PurrpleCat          
"„Dwalin, son of Fundin,” Dain says above him, his voice devoid of any emotion, „You are banished forthwith from the Kingdom of Erebor under pain of death.” Dwalin can almost hear the smile in his voice as he says: „Bring me his beard.”
He can hear Balin scream, but he cannot recognize the words – blood is pounding in his ears, horror making him freeze. He closes his eyes tightly, swallows. This is what he wants, he reminds himself. This is what he deserves.
Thorin, he thinks as one of the guards yanks his head back and puts a blade to his chin. Forgive me."
Marry That One    by Aloneindarknes7         
Balin had always advised his brother to marry someone who could cook.
Marry Me?    by beargirl1393     
When the dwarves come to invite Bilbo to join their quest, he does so readily. There's just one problem. In order for him to travel with the Company, he needs at least one family member to be with him. Since Bilbo has no close family (and no other hobbits would want to go on an adventure) the dwarves decide that he must marry one of them, in order to create family ties. Dwalin is chosen to marry the hobbit, and even though this is a marriage of convenience he hopes that, eventually, he and his new husband will find love with each other.
Chronicles of a Warrior and a Burglar    by silverneko9lives0        
For Hobbit Kink Meme:
"Dwalin’s a crusty warrior with a marshmallow interior, so what I want to see is Bilbo forced to marry him. Scenario is as follows: none of the dwarves are traveling alone, that is, without family. So, Bilbo can’t travel without family either, and we know the easiest way of creating family ties is by marriage. Cue the dwarves discussing the issue among themselves (with or without Gandalf) to see who would be willing to marry the Hobbit. Bombur and Gloin are out, Balin is too old, Kili and Ori are too young, and Dwalin just goes, “Did anyone ask the Hobbit what he would like?” Unbeknownst to the Dwarves, Bilbo has eavesdropped on the conversation, and when they follow Dwalin’s advice, the Hobbit, who really wants to go on the adventure, promptly asks Dwalin to marry him. To everyone’s great shock. Points if: the relationship between them develops slowly, if they are honest about slowly falling in love, and if it ends happily ever after with everyone alive."
With Thorin/Bilbo/Dwalin
Synergy by    alkjira       
 “Would you want to fuck him?” Dwalin breathed against the side of Bilbo’s neck as he ground the Hobbit down on his now aching dick. “Or would you just be looking to have him take you? You seem to like this. Imagine how much better it would be if it was Thorin rubbing against you.”
Wherein Dwalin and Bilbo are both in love with Thorin and we end up with scenes like the above.
With Nori/Bilbo/Dwalin
the sweet honey that sticks them together by Thorinsmut (FormlessVoidbeast)   
It might look a bit odd from the outside, but Dwalin and Bilbo and Nori have a relationship that works for them, and they couldn't be happier.
Enjoy this one-shot of some established-relationship porn.
With Fem!Bilbo
Songless    by Timfleur_Salisbury_Cornwallis      
Birabelle Baggins was many things; well-read, generous to those who deserved it, an excellent cook, twelve-year reigning champion of the Buckland Spring Festival Conkers Competition, and quite proficient with a needle and thread if called upon. However, she was not what others of her race would call “respectable”.
In the Dark    by  Madkat89   
After the Battle, Bella is taken into custody and imprisoned for life in the dungeons of Erebor for her crimes against Thorin Oakenshield. However, the company doesn't even know that she's alive, believing that she fell on the field of battle before they could make amends. Will the truth come out or will she forever be lost to them in the depths of Erebor
After Famine    by Magniflorious      
From this kink meme prompt: Female Dwarves, being rather manly looking, don't have a lot going on in the chest area. There is enough there to nurse a child, but it's more flat muscle than bulging fat.
Which is why Bilba's ample bosom is so distracting to the Dwarves. It's like being given a triple chocolate cake when you're used to eating apples for dessert - it's just too amazing to handle.
Bonus points: One of the Dwarves gets to touch her boobs (after asking of course) and comes immediately.
Dankûna    by Cuptivate      
Small candle, burning bright.
 EXTRA
 Female Bilbo Oneshots      by  Madkat89           
This is a great collection of Fem!Bilbo/Dwarrow fics where i found a lot of new ships     
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