#kili x fem!reader smut

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R-18+; Yes Ma'am (Sub!Kili x Dom!Fem!Reader)

Summary - A night's rest at a tavern during your painful journey seemed like bliss, it would have been pure bliss if not for the peculiar hatred a certain young dwarf had for you. Now being forced to share a room by orders of the king, you accidentally stumble upon the hidden truth behind the young dwarf's hatred'.

Warnings - Smut, language, afab reader, female reader, harassment, violence & mention of violence (poorly written), implied she-elf fancying you (brief), yelling, sub!kili, dom!reader, female genitalia, male genitalia, masturbation (male), pet names (mainly for kili), calling kili a good boy (a lot), reader being called ma'am (a lot), praise kink (male), degrading (male), oral (female receiving & poorly written), slapping, hair pulling, unprotected sex, bodily fluids, creampie.

Pronouns & POV - She/her, third-person-ish

Word Count - 8,800+

A/N - One of the few smuts I vividly remember...we are all whores here, ain't we?

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The long journey towards the lonely mountain was a treacherous and painful one. The sore limbs, endless amounts of scrapes and bruises, and sleepless nights were almost nothing compared to the peculiar hatred from the youngest dwarf within the company.

A hatred you had not understood, possibly insulting him by the lack of understanding of his culture yet you had still seen it as an unfair hatred. Though it was well-known dwarves were rather secretive when it came to their language, cultures, and customs, many within your group had taught you what to avoid for the sake of avoiding an unneeded fight.

Nothing they had spoken of had come to mind as you reflected upon your short interactions with the brunette dwarf, you had even avoided joining in on their jokes when it came to his beard and came to his aid countless times yet he would simply turn his back on you in disgust before returning to his post beside his brother. Stupid dwarf.

The bubbling anger within your stomach quickly subsided as the leader of your journey announced all would be stopping in a tavern for the night, finally a good night's rest. Though the oddly sticky rooms and the scent of smoke were not what you had envisioned when it came to a proper room, far too spoiled by the elves of Rivendell during your short stay, yet it was pure bliss compared to the harsh grounds you often slept upon.

The cheers and discussions of sharing a room quickly died down as another announcement boomed out, "To save on our resources, I will be pairing you up with another for the night." A wave of disappointed groans followed their king's announcement, groans he ignored as he began listing off names.

The pairings which appeared more reasonable than the last, pairs of dwarves receiving their shared key before rushing off to receive their fix of ale. Only four members of the company standing without their shared keys, Fili, Kili, Bilbo, and yourself.

All wordlessly agreeing that Fili and Kili would have a room, they were brothers after all, and the hobbit and yourself would share one, both being quiet and ready to rest without the onslaught of snores from the rowdy dwarves.

"And finally, Fili, you will be with Bilbo." The elder dwarf announced, the calloused palms thrusting a rusty key in Bilbo's direction. "Y/N, you will be with Kili. Do not disappoint me." The sternness in his tone sending a cold shiver down your spine, all four mouths agape as he thrust the second key into his nephew's grasp.

"You cannot be serious, Thorin!" The youngest dwarf whined, his amber eyes refusing to even gaze in your direction. "Oh, I am. We are here to rest not be bothered with your jokes, you two have proven you cannot be trusted unsupervised." "This is unreasonable! Cruel!" The youngest dwarf continued to whine as the faint thump of his uncle's boots rang out through the rowdy tavern, the faint tap of his following shortly.

"Ignore him, Y/N, he is simply stressed from the journey." The golden-haired dwarf smiled as he clasped a calloused palm around your shoulder, his lip curling upwards in a friendly smile. "And if he is too difficult to handle, you are more than welcome to sprawl out your bedroll in our chambers." The offer lightly soothing your annoyed heart, at least one son of Dis was kind towards you.

"Thank you, Fili. Though I would prefer not to disrupt your or Bilbo's rest." "Oh, nonsense!" The hobbit announced while a wide smile spread upon his lips as his soft palm clasped on your opposite shoulder. "It would be a pleasure to have you visit even if it is for a mere cup of tea before returning to your chambers." The kind words momentarily distracted you from the young prince's hatred, the once sturdy weight upon your shoulders being lifted away by their gentle grasp upon them.

"I appreciate that offer, I just wish I knew what I have done to offend him." A soft sigh escaping your lips as their sturdy hands eased from your shoulder, the pair staring at one another before momentarily opening their mouths and shutting them. "I am sure it is nothing that cannot be resolved with some well-deserved rest, now off you go." The golden-haired dwarf began gently nudging you in the direction which his brother ran off to, either desiring to get some rest of his own before too late or simply wanting the discussion of his troublesome brother to end.

The slight thumps of your booted feet on the oddly sticky tavern floor were heavily masked by the cheering of ale-fueled patrons and clicking of their mugs against one another, your eyes darting from one patron to another as you looked for that small thorn in your side you called a dwarf. Had he gone to your shared chambers already? Thoughts wiped away as the sight of the dwarf cheering with his other company caught your jewel-colored eyes, and though you despised it, a sigh of relief left your slightly chapped lips.

You were certain if he had gone into your chambers he would have locked you out forcing you to fend for yourself out in the cold. His brother or that sweet hobbit would most likely come to your aid if that thought were to come to fruition yet all you wanted was some moments of peace by yourself before another pathetic battle with him.

"There you are, lass! Come have a drink with us!" The gruff warrior's voice boomed throughout the tavern, the once serious tone he held had surprisingly turned into a joy-filled one as he took another swig of ale from the pint in front of him. Ale running down all of the dwarves' beards except for one, his chin lightly stained with ale as his honey-colored eyes threw daggers into your form, his nose scrunching up in disgust as he murmured something to the hatted dwarf beside him that you couldn't quite catch.

"Thank you, Master Dwalin," The title the wise wizard used fell out of your lips in more of a tease aware of how much he despised you calling him such. "however, I am afraid I came to retrieve the key to my chambers so I may rest. Sadly ensuring none of you die by your own hands is more tiring than fighting any orc we've come across." The wide smile that had spread upon your lips never leaving them despite the onslaught of distressed yelps from your friends and the burning gaze from the one you did not know to call friend or foe.

Before any further conversation could ensue a strange male began to approach the table, you quickly moved aside thinking it was a tender coming to see if they needed more for their fill of ale but instead, they moved along with you. "Hello there." His attempt at singing the words came off as an oddly pitched slur, all eyes from the table quickly shifting their joyous gaze on the ale within their grasp to the stranger who had approached you.

"Erm, hello?" You uttered, an eyebrow-raising in his direction before turning your attention back towards the grumpy brunette. "As I was saying, I would appreciate that key now." Your eyes silently pleading with him to save you from this drunk. "Ooh a key, ey? I have a key for you right here." The delirious drunk motioning his lower regions, though you were facing away from him you knew this by the displeased and disgusted looks which spread upon your friends' faces.

"I am not interested in the tiny padlock key you own." The blandness in your tone and the mocking of his size surely gave no other interpretation in your mind, you did not want him and would never entertain such a thought. "Oh come on, baby. You've had too many dwarves in you, let me show you what a real man can do." The sudden pressure of his thin arms wrapping around your upper waist forced your lips to press into a thin line, a harsh exhale escaping your nostrils while your friends sprang onto their feet.

The sudden low pitched slap of your balled fist connecting to his nose echoed rang throughout the ravenous bar, the pressure of his slimy arms around your waist quickly easing as he stumbled back with a hand clasped tightly around his bloodied nose. "You fucking bitch-" The words dying in his mouth the moment you booted foot came into heavy contact with his groin, a loud groan falling from his ale-drenched mouth. "Listen here and listen good," You began grasping tightly at his greasy hair, low whimpers of pain falling out of him.

"I am not your baby. I do not want that pathetic excuse of a dick within five steps of me nor do I want it near any other women within this tavern." You continued yanking up his hair forcing a loud yelp out of his mouth while your friends simply stood their mouths agape at your sudden outburst, many later on blaming it all on the stress of your travels.

"If I find out you did this to another woman I will personally take you outside and make sure you will never bear an offspring, got it?" The hiss booming throughout the tavern, his head forced back at another tug of his hair as he attempted to nod through the stinging pain. "I'm sorry? I didn't hear you!" "Yes ma'am! I'm sorry!" The suddenly sobered male stuttered out, the pain of his injuries and the embarrassment of his degradation amongst fellow patrons enough to discourage further actions from continuing for that night.

"Good, now get out of my sight." The drunken male quickly scrambled to his feet after a rough shove from you, a sigh of relief finally escaping your lungs as you turned your attention back onto your friends. "Now that, that is handled. May I have the key...please?" The sight of your lightly blood-stained hand extending towards him was enough to snap him out of his dreamlike daze, though he had seen you fight numerous times he always managed to find himself captivated by your strength.

"Oh, erm, right!" The faint pat of his calloused hands against his clothes was followed by the clearing of his throat caught your ear, an attempt to scare away the blush that threatened to creep upon his cheeks. "Here." The cold metal quickly being concealed by your warm palm as you snatched it from his grasp, the tension in your shoulder quickly easing away at the sensation. "Thank you! I'm off to wash up, do not disrupt me." "Yes ma'am." The soft mutter barely caught your ear as the dwarven prince returned to his seat, an onslaught of teasing ensuing from the table as you strolled down the long hallway to your chambers.

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The plush towels gently embraced your bruised skin, a sensation you had yearned to feel again after all those cold sleepless nights on your journey so far. The lids of your eyes shutting softly while you soaked in your moment of bliss, the warmth of your bath's water still fresh on your skin along with the delicate floral scent of the tavern's oils, a scent vastly different than any troll or orc sweat you had gotten on you during battle.

The moment of bliss cut short by the loud pounding against the wooden door, a displeased groan escaping your lips as you mindlessly wandered towards the door. "Hold on a moment! I said hold on!" The pounding against the wood coming to an end as the door creaked open, the sight of your door's foe causing another groan to slip out of your plump lips. "I thought I told you not to disrupt me, Kili." The words coming out as a whine as you turned your attention away from the grumpy dwarf, slowly strolling towards the side of the bed you had assigned to yourself as you payed no mind to your lack of clothing.

The annoyance which flooded the dwarf's body quickly subsided at the glorious sight of you in nothing but a towel, the heat quickly rising towards his cheeks yet again as the cloth which restrained his cock suddenly grew tighter. "Come on then, spit it out already." The commanding tone that slipped through those soft lips of yours forced the fire beneath his skin to burn brighter.

"Oh! Well, erm, uncle wanted to know if you would be joining them for supper. There's a plate set aside for you...if you wish to join that is." His voice began to crack at the end while he quickly averted his gaze from your heavenly form, an image he would forever have ingrained into his mind.

A soft hum making its way out of your mouth as you sprawled out on the soft bed, your weight slowly sinking into the soft furs. Food, a thought that had slipped out of your mind during your hot bath. The low grumble within your belly showing that an actual meal compared to the odd scraps you had found throughout your journey would be greatly appreciated. "Let them know I will join them in a moment." "I was planning on staying in here...I have eaten already." Your gaze shifting from the tall wooden walls over to the prince, his smoky ones occasionally greeted yours before darting back onto the grimy floors. So much for his hatred being merely stress.

"That is fine, there is still hot water in the tub if you wish to bathe." A small creak escaped the mattress as your weight shifted upwards on the bed, the plush towel slowly beginning to slide down your upper chest. "The oils are on the second shelf and I will be bringing the key with me so you may rest." Though he despised you, you were still civil towards him for the sake of your friends and the shared goal to help them reclaim their home.

"That sounds fair." The mutters barely caught your ear as you allowed the towel to continue its trail down your oiled body as you strolled across the room, he had seen much worse on his journey so this would surely not phase the stubborn prince. "I will do my best to be quiet on my return, do not mess with my things while I am away." You scolded as you began to bend towards the small pile of clothes, the dwarven prince's gaze lifting upon your nude form in both the worst and best timing within his mind.

Every curve and imperfection on full display for him to take in, perfection. Pure utter perfection is what he saw you as, his hardened act towards you merely being one to avoid the hardening within his trousers which was always a failed attempt. Your kindness and charm were far too alluring to make him stay away and yet your abilities on and off the battlefield were enough to instill fear and curiosity within him.

He dreamt of nothing more than praising every inch of your heavenly body, kissing over each scar and bruise your soft skin held, and making you cry pleasure-filled moans with him in between your strong legs. The fabric which tightened underneath his dirtied trousers went unnoticed to him but not to you, your gaze shifting from your assortment of clothing you wore onto the young dwarf, finding it rather odd he had gone quiet so quickly on you until you caught his displeased gaze on your nude figure.

Though you had not wished for him to eye you as if you were a leg of meat similar to which the drunk had done an hour prior, you had not expected such a displeased look from him nor did you expect for it to sting within your chest as much as it did.

"It is rather rude to stare, is it not?" Your low tone startling the brunette out of his lust-driven thoughts, the subtle heat of his blush growing to overtake the paleness of his face. His mouth opened and closed quickly as if he were a fish fresh out of water before his gaze darted away from heavenly form, your jewel-colored orbs quickly looping around your skull while you pulled the scratchy fabric onto your softly oiled skin.

"I will be back soon, do not burn anything down while I am away." "This again? It was an accident, I was a dwarfling!" The dwarf's annoyed muttering barely catching your ear while you strolled towards the door, hands gliding across your clothing ensuring every inch of once revealed flesh was no longer on display. "I believed you of all people would know one time is far too many when it comes to fire, now be good." The low clicks of your booted heels rang throughout the silent room, the low muffle of cheers and glasses clinking together filling your ears as you furthered your trail down the dimly lit hall.

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The quiet thumps of your boots against the creaky oak floor began to fill the halls again as you strolled back to your chambers, your once empty belly now full of all the ale and food your heart's or rather stomach's desired.

Content hums echoing off of the walls of which your friends resigned in, many leaving before your meal was done to get as much rest as possible, an action you could not blame them for due to the unpleasant sleeping conditions they had endured for far too long.

The heavenly food and gentle conversation had nearly allowed you to forget of the bitter dwarf who stayed behind and though his lack of presence had not bothered you personally, you finding the meal more blissful without his cruel gaze burning holes into you, yet the way his brother's goofy smile faded into a saddened line plucked at the strings within your heart.

"Stupid dwarf." The thought of his kicked puppy look upon his face had reignited the subtle flame within your belly to a full-blown blaze. If that stubborn brunette dwarf truly hated you that was fine, you were merely staying for the friends you had made throughout the journey rather than any payment they could offer, yet it bewildered you he could go so far as to promise his brother of his return and purposefully break it in the sake of avoiding you.

Your annoyed thoughts coming to a halt while you inched closer to the massive doors, a loud sigh escaping your lips as you pulled the metal key out of your back pocket. So much for a peaceful evening.

The quiet creak of the wooden door filled the empty room, that's odd. That stubborn dwarf had surely been in here before you had left, the memories of his displeased gaze upon your nude form still freshly burnt into your mind. As if he would look any better than you after the drastic changes your body had dealt with in mere months, an annoyed sigh escaped your lips while you made your way towards the bed.

A silk slip still nicely folded upon the fluffy pillows, at least he had not messed with your things. Your soft hands embracing the smooth material, your thumbs grazing over the smallest lace detailing whilst you admired your gift. A gift from a she-elf in Rivendell, she must have felt rather badly about your conditions due to the way her face grew red as she handed you the soft fabric in front of your friends, the kindness not going forgotten as you kept the silk dress within your possession throughout your journey despite the few attempts to destroy it by that stubborn dwarf.

Once your clothing was entirely shed from your floral-scented skin, you made haste in slipping that soothing silk over your bare form. The thin straps on your shoulders and the shortened length of the slip left little to the imagination, the slip hugging in all the perfect areas as if it were made for only you.

The momentary bliss being cut short at a peculiar noise that arose from the bathing room, curiosity getting the better of you as your limbs began to move at their own accord, quietly inching closer to the oak door. The soft sound of splashing accompanied with the melody of soft moans and whines dancing within your ears as you inched closer to the door, the blood beneath your skin boiling as you could not help but listen to the same dwarf who mocked you daily's pathetic little melody.

"A-Ah! Y/N, please!" The desperate higher-pitched whimper stalling your heart, was he pleasuring himself to the thought of you? Your inner thighs glistening with slick wetness as you pressed your ear against the wooden door, the muffled whimpers and pleads which accompanied your name all too alluring yet infuriating to you.

His head drooped back against the metal tub, eyelids glued shut as his mouth hung open in pleasure. Images of you tugging at that male's hair and your nude form replaying in his mind as the knot within his belly tightened, the cool water clinging onto his skin along with the faint sheen of sweat that glistened upon his forehead and hardened muscles.

"A-Ah! Oh, fuck!" The pathetic whimpering signaling he was on the verge of his release sparked something deep within you, how dare he be so cruel only to cum at the thought of you. The creak of the heavy oak door swinging open was silenced by his loud moans, his mind swarming with images of you bouncing upon his cock and pulling his hair as if he were the man from earlier.

"You treat me as if I am lower than waste, attempt to destroy my personal belongings, disrupt my peace, and yet you have the nerve to pleasure yourself to me?!" The angry scoff stalling all motion in his body, his eyes growing as wide as the plate you ate upon moments before while he attempted to jump up from the tub, watering rolling down his toned abs simultaneously as heat spread across his face.

"I-well you see-I just, erm." "I do not want to hear your pathetic excuses, gods you are insufferable!" The heavy slap of your bare feet against the cold floor echoing within his ears, that damned shocked look fueling more rage within you. "Please let me explain I- '' The snap of your hardened gaze forcing his mouth to dry out as both fear and lust roamed throughout his veins, the remaining water droplets trickling down his scar-tattered form before dampening the floor beneath him.

"You what?" You snarled back, face burning red with rage as his face matched with a similar flush fueled by embarrassment. "What is there to explain that I haven't seen already?" A displeased laugh slipped through your plump lips, arms crossing in front of your chest while your eyes looped around your skull. "That you are cruel to me so you may have material to stroke that pathetic cock off to?" Your gaze burning holes into his muscular form, each inch of flesh looked as if the gods had hand-carved him.

"What? No that's not it at all!" He blurted out quickly, trying to inch closer to you as the rouge flush on his cheeks began to spread throughout the entirety of his face. "I just-" He groaned, halting his words as his fingers roamed through his hair, an action he mindlessly did frequently due to stress.

"I began having these thoughts after we met, I thought putting distance between us would stop them but they never ceased from my mind." "That gives you no right to be insufferable towards me and proceed to turn around and stroke that pathetic cock of yours whilst moaning my name." A bitter laugh slipping through your lips while your head shook in disbelief at his pathetic excuse.

"Tell me, was I down on my knees before you with that little cock in my mouth, or was I bouncing on it like one of those tavern whores?" His mouth opened and closed quickly at your bold question as if you had not caught him pleasuring himself to you mere moments before, the pounding beneath his skull and within his cock speeding up.

"Well? Come on now, speak up, whore." "Bouncing on it." He muttered under his breath, silently hoping the words would fall silent upon your ears, the lewd images still playing freshly throughout his mind as his cock flexed against his lower abdomen.

"Oh? So that's how you see me, is it? A tavern whore who will bounce on your little cock until you fill her up with your cum." His answer alone would have simply annoyed you but the way his cock twitched as he responded made your burn hot.

"And here I thought your brother was right, that all your idiotic actions were due to stress. I cannot wait to tell him how perverted his younger brother truly is." "Please do not tell anyone about this! They'll never let me live this down!" His voice rising in pitch with his panicked pleads, his hands clasped tightly in front of his chest while he stared at you in fear.

"Oh? And why shouldn't I, my dear prince?" Your plump lips curling upwards into a mischievous smirk. "I promise this will never happen again!" The sight of your eyes looping around in your skull made his heart drop to the pit of his stomach.

"I will do anything you want! I swear I will, please just do not tell anyone about this." The pathetic pleads of the prince made the mischievous smirk upon your face grow wider, a single finger tapping on your plump lips whilst you pretended to be in deep thought.

"Anything at all?" You questioned, an eyebrow quirking in his direction as you slowly strolled over to his bed, hips swaying slowly with each step you took. "Yes, anything! Anything you want, you name it and I will do it!" The smirk still plastered widely upon your face as you sat down on the soft mattress, the mattress creaking softly under your weight.

"What if I want you?" "Oh?" The panic in his veins was quickly replaced with relief and lust as he drank in your heavenly form, his lips curving into an equally mischievous smirk as he began to inch towards you.

"Ah, ah, ah." You tutted, the clicking of your tongue stalling his steps allowing him to admire your very being from afar whilst you spread your legs open, glistening pussy on display for the desperate dwarf. "If you want even a small taste, you will get on your hands and knees and crawl for it." "What?" The word barely coming out of his stunned mouth, the glint in your eye darkening as you rose from the bed, an annoyed sigh escaping your lips at the loss of comfort.

"I said, get on your fucking hands and knees and crawl like the little bitch you are." Your snarl accompanied by the low swoosh of your silk slip falling onto the floor. "If you truly want to fuck me, you are going to work for it. Now crawl, slut." On your command he knelt onto the cold wooden floor, his weight resting within his dampened palms as he slowly made his way towards you. His amber eyes burning holes into your heavenly frame, a pleased smile spread wide upon your lips as he sat down a few inches in front of your feet.

"That's a good boy." You cooed while resting your hand beneath his chin, his lightly stubbled chin resting on your balled-up fingers as your thumb gently grazed over his rough lips. "And that's all you want to be, isn't it? My good boy?" "Yes ma'am, I want to be your good boy so badly. Please let me please you." The tune of his pathetic mewls against your thumb allowed laughter to bubble out of your lips, you had a future prince of Erebor kneeling before you desperate to please you like the little whore he is.

"Aw, you sound so cute when you beg." You cooed, the mattress creaking yet again as you sat down upon it, the brunette dwarf following close behind now sitting directly in front of your feet. His smoky eyes blinked mindlessly up at you, watching as you began to spread your thighs apart.

"I am feeling rather generous at the moment. If you can make me cum with your mouth, and I mean only your mouth, I'll ride that pathetic cock of yours." The words barely left your mouth as the eager prince made his way in between your thighs, your legs dangling over his shoulders as his calloused hands grasped tightly around your thighs.

"Someone is eager-oh fuck!" The eager prince wasted no time as his warm tongue quickly lapped at your soaking cunt, his long licks up towards your clit sending small electric waves throughout your body. "Mmm, that's a good boy." The soft wet sensation of his tongue lapping up and down from your clit slowing in speed as the lids of his amber eyes fluttered shut, soft moans of his own vibrated against your dripping cunt.

The prickle of his stubble against your sensitive flesh furthering the waves of pleasure throughout your body, the motions of his tongue turning from lapping the entirety of your drenched pussy towards tracing delicate circles around your clit. "Just like that, don't you dare stop." Your words grew higher in pitch as your hands grasped tightly around the soft fur beneath you, legs beginning to tremble as a familiar knot began to weave within you.

His lips enveloping your sensitive bundle of nerves, switching from tracing small circles around it to sucking upon it making your toes curl as heat spread throughout your body. "Oh, holy shit!" The higher-pitched moan ringing throughout his ears as the dwarf continued toying with your clit, the soft pinch of his nails embedding into your thighs further tightening the knot within your belly.

Your hips rising and falling against the patterns of his tongue as your hands entangled within his damp brunette hair, the pinch of your nails against his scalp, and the tug at each silky lock forcing moans from his wet lips. The heavenly vibrations against your soaking cunt allowed your moans to grow louder, all care for your fellow guests thrown aside as the handsome dwarf continued to work eagerly in between your thighs.

The pressure against the sensitive bundle of nerves tightening against it while you mindlessly rolled your hips into his mouth, your nails digging into his skull as your toes began to curl. "Oh, gods yes! Shit don't stop!" The knot within your stomach finally snapping as you tugged tighter at his hair, the acting forcing him to moan against your clit furthering the electric waves that rang throughout your body.

The speed of your chest rising and falling quickened as you attempted to catch your breath, legs still trembling at the aftershock while your fingers loosened around his hair. A blissful smile spread upon your lips as you gazed down at the smiling dwarf, his dampened hair now tangled and clinging onto his face as a lopsided smile spread upon his thin lips.

"You were such a good boy." You cooed as you finally caught your breath, the cold air feeling like heaven within your lungs. "I think it is time for your reward, don't you?" The honey-colored eyes widened with glee, his grip around your thighs releasing as he leaped onto his feet. "Excited, are we?" "Yes ma'am." He grinned at you, the bed creaking at the new weight, his gaze never leaving your form.

Sweat still glistening on your heavenly form, the soft moonlight reflecting off it and each curve and imperfection it held. A pure goddess, one who was gifting him with moments in heaven for worshiping you. "Now, you still cannot touch me." The words making him whine as you raised from the bed, after your angelic moans all he craved for was to touch you, to please you like the good boy he is.

"Don't whine, you are lucky I am even considering this yet alone acting upon it." A chuckle escaping your plump lips as his bottom lip stuck out in a pout, your soft hands gently gliding up his toned body as you climbed on top of him, the tips of your fingers dancing upon the indentations of his muscles and scars. "Now, be a good boy and stay still for me." A soft whimper escaped his thin lips as your soft palm wrapped around his throbbing cock, lining the swollen tip up to your drenched entrance as you stared into his amber eyes.

"Fuck!" The slight pressure and burning stretch of his aching cock finally sliding within your soaked walls forced a moan out of the both of you, his hips mindlessly bucking up into yours at the sensation which you stilled with a palm on his chest. "I said stay still." The pathetic excuse of an apology that slipped through his lips was accompanied by a string of excuses in a high-pitched whine, his knuckles turning white as his fingers dug into the furs beneath him.

"I thought you wanted to be a good boy for me." You scoffed, your hips raising ever so slowly off of his allowing your tight cunt to clench around his throbbing cock. "I do, ma'am. I want to be your good boy." He whined as the lids of his eyes squeezed shut, throwing his head back against the mattress as his grip tightened further around the soft furs. "Good boys don't make excuses, do they?" You snarled, your hips slapping against his making him jolt upwards at the sudden embrace of his cock.

"They don't, I am so sorry ma'am." "Apologies mean nothing now, you have shown that you cannot control yourself and now I must punish you." The exaggerated sigh you let out was quickly accompanied by the tsking sound of your tongue, the nervous prince swallowing down a mouth full of air as the bed creaked under your shift towards his ear.

"You are going to lie still like the good little fuck toy I know you can be. You will do nothing other than moan unless instructed to, this includes touching and looking at me. Understood?" His mouth shooting open desperate to show he was listening but before any words could slip through your palm covered his mouth, the lids of his eyes twitched threatening to open only to squeeze close tighter at your disapproving tuts.

"I didn't say to speak, did I?" His damp hair tapped against your hand as he quickly shook his head no. "That's right, my little fuck toy can be so smart when he wants to be." Cooing as you lift your hips away from his, soft whimpers vibrated against your palm as you slid back down onto his aching cock. The heavenly stretch of his enlarged cock carving itself into your damped walls made soft hums slip through your lips, more intrigued by the moans your toy made while your cunt clenched around the throbbing mass than the volume of your own.

The silent room quickly filled with the pathetic mewls of your toy along with the squelching slap of skin against each other, the creak of the rickety bed completely masked as you leaned back onto his aching cock. His knuckles turned bright whine as his nails embedding themselves into the furs, his heavenly form glistening with sweat while you continued your slow speed.

"You're being so good for me, letting me use your cock however I want." Taking the entirety of his length within your drenched walls, you slowly rolled your hips in small circles, the swollen tip of his cock hitting the most sensitive parts of your core with each movement you made.

"Mmm, you want me to go faster? To bounce on your cock like in your fantasies?" You hummed as you began to slowly raise your hips to the aching tip, rocking your hips in tiny circles at the top as he quickly bobbed his head.

The lids of his eyes still glued to one another tightly as he clenched every muscle within him, desperate to be good, desperate to please you. "Oh, well that's too bad." The displeased look that scrunched upon his face making you laugh with each word you spoke, your hips lowering back onto his making him whine louder. "Oh shut up, you are lucky I have this pathetic excuse of a cock in me." His cock twitching within your core at your degrading tone.

"Aww, someone likes being made fun of. Doesn't he?" A mischievous smirk spreading upon your lips at the prince's desperate nodding, his throbbing cock twitching again within your as your walls tightened around him before releasing.

"I want everyone in this tavern to know how much you love being degraded by me." His muscles restricting at the thought, torn between being good for you and of the onslaught of embarrassment he would face if he did as told.

"I love being degraded by you, ma'am." The mutter barely catching your ear, your eyes looping around your skull at his worthless excuse of an attempt. The flesh beneath his cheeks burned hotter than any tales of dragon's breath he had heard, the harsh crimson spreading to the tips of his ears.

"Louder, pet. I know how loud you can be, out with it!" The stinging impact of your palm against his cheek accompanied by your commands pushed him over the edge of complete submission for you, his mouth flying open with a string of 'yes ma'am's before his loud decree.

"I loved being degraded by you, ma'am. I love it so much, Y/N. Please don't stop, please. I need to know how pathetic I am." The pathetic pitch of his pleads sounded heavenly compared to the off-pitched songs your company would attempt to perform. "There it is, there's my good pet." You cooed, a loud gasp escaping his chapped lips as the slapping of your hips fastened.

The heavenly sensation of your cunt squeezing around the thick cock as you slid up ever so slightly from him made his moan grow louder, your hips rocking against his as you rested upon the base allowing his cock to carve further into your drenched depths. "I haven't heard a thank you yet, what do you say slut?" A high-pitched whine replaced any attempts of words as he loosened the grip on the furs while you continued to grind against your hips into him.

"Thank you, ma'am." The sudden grasp at your breasts forcing you to stall your movements, a honey-colored eye opening at the lack of movement. "Oh, you think you get to be handsy and stare at me now? And here I thought you were going to be a good little slut for me." The soft slap against his wrists accompanied your displeased scoff, leaning forwards pinning them above his head.

The lids of his eyes flying open at the sudden movement, a soft mewl escaping his lips as his cock stirred within you. "I am so sorry, ma'am. But I just-" The words were cut short by a thwack which rang throughout the room, his wrists encased by your soft palm as the other firmly struck his cheek.

"No buts, now you're going to make me cum by your tongue again and if I catch you looking at me you will not be allowed to touch yourself for an entire week." The loss of your warmth embracing him made him whine as you shifted up from his lap towards his face, wet cunt inches away from his lips.

"You may hold my hips and only my hips, anything else and I will leave this room." The empty threat dying upon your tongue as his tongue slipped within your warm damp walls, small circles and tuts of his tongue earning pleased hums from you.

The grip upon his slender wrists released at the new flicking sensation within you, your hips rolling in slow circles allowing his tongue to graze the most sensitive spots within you. "Oh fuck yes! Right there!" His tongue flicking against the most sensitive spot in your core, hitting it repetitively as a knot began to form within your belly yet again.

Your eyes looping towards the back of your skull as small static waves pulsated throughout your body, your upper teeth sinking into your plump lower lip to stifle your moans, the sensation of the tips of fingers delicately gliding up towards your lips sending a shiver down your spine.

"If you keep being a good whore like this I'll consider letting you fuck me." A loud whine escaping your lips as the flicks grew closer together, his nails piercing into the flesh of your hips as he hummed against your cunt happily. Each vibration sent tiny electric waves throughout your core as his tongue stroked that heavenly spot, each movement pushing you further into the edge of bliss.

"Yes, yes, yes. Holy fuck, don't you dare fucking stop!" The muscles throughout your body trembling as you tangled your fingers within his hair, tugging it to guide him back to that heavenly spot over and over again as you hunched over his face. The prickly stubble against your bare cunt further fueled the burning fire within you, the knot within your belly tightening on the verge of snapping with each fast click of his tongue.

"Ah!" Your screams echoing throughout the tavern as the knot within your stomach finally snapped, his calloused palms were the only thing preventing you from collapsing on top of him, your thighs tightening around the sides of his face as your inner walls fluttered around his tongue. The rising and falling of your chest quickened, cold air catching in the back of your throat as you freed his damp hair from your harsh grip.

"How are you so good at that?" Letting out an airy chuckle while sliding off of his face, the lids of his eyes still glued together tightly as his lips pursed out in a pout at the sudden lack of weight. "You may look at me and speak on your own accords. I hate to admit it but I do miss that smart mouth of yours." His eyes quickly opened as a lopsided grin spread upon his lips, the bed creaking while he shifted his weight onto his elbows, his dreamlike gaze burning holes into your barest form.

"I think you have proved that you can listen and I have done all the work here. Haven't I, pet?" The sight of his brunette mop bouncing quickly at the nodding of his head allowed a soft smile to grace your lips. "I know, I work so hard but now it's your turn." The soft prickle of his stubble on his cheek graced your palm as you purred, his eyes widening at your words as his heart stilled hoping this was not but another tease.

"Well? Come on now, hurry up before I change my mind." The moment your scold caught his ears the dwarven prince leaped out of the bend and onto the cold floor, quickly making his way between your thighs as his hands hovered above them. Though he was allowed to speak and look he still waited for your permission to touch, his smoky eyes staring back into yours while he waited patiently for an answer to his unspoken question, such a well-trained bitch.

"You may touch." His calloused palms made haste wrapping your thighs around his waist, a hand going between his muscular legs to line himself up with your soaked entrance. The graze of his swollen tip against your core sent a soft hum through your lips, still sensitive due to the pleasure you had received from him moments before.

"Ah!" The soft whine slipping through his lips as he pushed his aching cock into you, the familiar stretch and pressure earning a pleased hum from you. "That's a good boy." You cooed, a finger curling in front of his gaze motioning for him to lean forwards which he did so without question. A pleased exhale slipping out as he inched his face closer to yours, your gentle palm rested upon his opposite cheek while your soft lips finally graced his.

The slow speed of his throbbing cock carving its way into your heavenly cunt accompanied by the soft melding of your lips sent a spark of pleasure throughout his bruised body, all stress and worries gliding off of his toned shoulders while his hips slapped against your arse. "Fuck." The soft whine against your lips accompanied pleased moans which slipped through yours, a heavenly melody that further sent blood to flow within his aching cock.

His hips stilled as the squeezing sensation around his cunt ingrained within his memory, the sight of you under him with your mouth opened slightly in an 'o' making the memory all the more pleasurable, one he would later reflect on during nights he could not sleep without the ease of his aching cock. Taking in a steady breath, hands tightening around your thighs while he slowly slid his cock out, whimpering in disappointment at his actions before sliding back within the warm depths.

"That's it, love. Let it all out." You cooed as your thumb caressed his softly stubbled cheeks, the steady pace of his cock carving within you stalling at the sudden use of a sweet name as he melted into your gentle touch. "You can move, pet. You have held yourself back for long enough, you may relax but you mustn't cum until I say so." A renewed energy spread throughout his body, his head bobbing quickly with excitement.

A squeak flying out of your lips at the sudden harshness of his hips ramming into yours, your sensitive walls fluttering around him while he further carved himself within you. Each thrust turned sloppier as he fell into the darkness of his lust, pathetic whimpers slipping through his lips as he buried his face within the corner of your neck.

"I know, it feels so good. Doesn't it?" The tickle of his scruff against your neck, a burn rising in his hips far earlier than he had hoped for wanting nothing more than to be fully immersed in the pleasurable moment. Memories of you catching him in the tub flooding his mind while his cock twitched yet again within you, pounding faster into your core as the familiar knot began to tie within him.

Each milking squeeze of his cock becoming all too painful, his knuckles turning white around your thighs while he whimpered against your neck. "I can't." The softness of your hands gliding up and down his scar-tattered back making him tremble within you, soft whines escaping his lips as he tried to stop the knot from further hitching within him.

"Oh but you can, my love. I want you to let it all out, that is an order." Your soft coos encouraged the speed of his aching hips, the knot within him tightening each painful moment that passed. His animalistic thrusts growing more sloppy as his eyes squeezed shut, his head tilted backward into your line of sight allowing you to see how beautiful and pathetic he looked.

Thin mouth agape with a string of pathetic mewls slipping out of them, the thin sheen on his forehead which strands of hair would cling onto, and the overwhelming beauty of his entire being relaxed in his most blissful state. A sight which would be forever burned into your memories and force heat to rise within your cheeks whenever you gazed upon the idiotic dwarf, your idiotic dwarf.

"Oh fuck! Please, ma'am. I am so close, I can't. Please." His hips stuttering with each sloppy thrust he made, your walls fluttering and squeezing against the aching cock. "Aww, does my good little whore want to fill up my pussy?" You cooed softly gliding a hand from his back onto his prickly cheek. The thin pair of lips quivering with every whimper which left them, the side of his face nuzzling against your palm yet again as his pleading honey-colored eyes bore into your jewel-colored pair.

"Do it, cum for me." The soft command was the final tug to tear the knot within him into two, his eyes rolling up into his skull as he trembled against you unintentionally dragging you off the same cliff with his high-pitched whines.

The sensation of your inner walls pulsating around him further encouraged him to release the burning white ribbons within your soaked cunt, his pathetic gasps and whines echoed throughout the tavern for all to hear. Your nails gliding down both his upper back and his stubbled cheek, a mark showing he was yours if the loud whines had not given it away already.

"Fuck! Thank you." The syllables clinging onto his lips while he leaned down onto you, his head resting on top of your breasts as you both rode down from your shared highs. Hazy smiles staring at one another as each grip released, his swollen cock still resting deep within you keeping your inner walls painted white.

"I'm sorry...about earlier." The tips of his fingers delicately tracing each scar that rested upon your skin, all attitude from him melted away while your sturdy arms wrapped around his upper back. "I forgave you the first time you made me cum." The admission forced a fake gasp from the prince's lips, your lips pressing together tightly to stifle bubbling laughter within you.

"You liar! I thought you were infuriated with me." His bottom lip sticking out in a dramatic pout as he rose away slightly from your chest, and despite your best attempts, soft laughter escaped your lips. "I was at first, you had been cruel to me for months." The sternness in your tone forced him to gulp down a mouth of air, guilt trickling into his veins at his past actions towards you out of his stupidity.

"However, I cannot be mad at such an adorable excuse." "Then what were the punishments for!" The prince scoffed at your words as a familiar crimson tint spread upon his face. "They were meant to teach you a lesson, which they did." The warming sensation of your lips melding into his easing some of the annoyance from the dwarven prince, the same dramatic pout still glued upon his lips as he stared at you.

"Are you alright?" The gentleness in your tone shocked him as you looked over his body, the red marks lighting a small flame of worry within you. "What do you mean?" A thick eyebrow raised in your direction while he watched your curious actions, though he had pleased women before none had taken the time to look over him after. "Are you feeling alright after...well..." The words dying off on your tongue as a similar heat flooded beneath the flesh of your cheeks as if you had not used him as a personal fuck toy moments ago.

A soft chuckle escaping his lips along with a pleased sigh as his calloused palm rested beneath your chin, his thumb tilting your head up towards him while the corners of his lips curved up into a bliss-filled smile. "I am fine, I promise. Dwarves can take quite the beating, ma'am." The title coming out in a teasing tone, an amused sigh escaping your nose as your eyes rolled around in your skull. Though his joking manner could be tedious at times, especially tender moments like these, you could not imagine the dwarf without it nor would you trade it for any gem within all of middle earth.

"If that is true, my pet, would you at least accompany me while I bathe?" The question barely escaped your lips as he pulled his softened cock out of you, the odd sensation of his cum trickling out of your cunt sending a shiver down your spine. "You will hold me after?" "Yes, my love, I will hold you after." A gleeful look spread upon the dwarf's face as he hooked his arms under your legs and back, a surprised squeak leaving your lips as he lifted you with ease.

The high-pitched complaints and concerns missed his ears as he happily strolled to the tub with you resting loosely in his arms. "Dwarves are stronger than any men, my dear." He reminded you with a goofy smile, oh how you could've seen yourself now when this all began.

In the arms of your 'foe' as bare as the day you came into the world, though even if you could you wouldn't have changed anything about it as you finally received a night of bliss out of all of those torturous nights of travel and battle, blissful nights which would continue in secret throughout your journey with your idiotic dwarf.

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[kilikina34512]

No More, Please

It's the jaw clinching for me here. Life is crazy, and this is a month overdue, but it's finally here for all to read! I'm falling for this pairing and I'm going to start a series of them. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. Divider courtesy of @firefly-graphics. Make sure to check them out!

Pairing: alpha!Bucky x omega!reader

Summary: Bucky endures over an hour of experiencing your ecstasy through the mate bond and it pushes him to his limit.

Warnings: A/B/O, alpha/omega, smut, dirty talk

Word Count: 935

Fuck this meeting and fuck the mate bond.  This was the thought that was forefront in his mind as he suffered for a second hour in a row, cursing both of those things.  His jaw was clinched tight as his fists curled up, working to hold himself together.

Just as you both had been on the sofa enjoying a round of heavy making out and petting, Steve had summoned Bucky to give his advice on a mission strategy they were trying to iron out.  Bucky had told you he'd only be gone long enough to give his two cents and then he'd be back to finish what you two had started.  

That had been two hours ago.

And an hour and a half ago, you'd decided to take matters into your own hands.

Thanks to the mate bond, Bucky could always feel the emotions of his omega, and vice versa.  It was a connection he never closed unless he was on a mission, a choice he was suddenly debating have an exception to.  This meeting was still going, Steve and Tony couldn't come to an agreement.  

So he's sat there, for far longer than he'd ever want to, stiff and feeling the pleasure that you were experiencing.  He started drowning out the meeting as he wondered if you were using the special dildo he'd ordered for you or if it was the battery-operated mate (as you called it) that was driving that teasing high through both of your bodies.

"'Mega," he whined under his breath.  "No more, please"

He'd had enough of wondering and he was on edge.  Bucky was sure just the gentlest of grazes against his shaft would have him spilling himself by now.  His usual grumpy demeanor had gotten worse as a scowl had formed the longer he suffered wanting his mate, wanted to give her the pleasure she was taking for herself, and at this point, he was sure daggers were coming out of his death glare he had on the table in front of him.

Bucky shoved up and away, walking briskly out of the room despite Steve requesting him to come back, and made his way back to your shared living quarters.

The ex-assassin wasted no time once he was there to undo his pants as he turned the corner to your bedroom and froze.  You were spread eagle in your nest as you moaned, eyes closed, the flesh-toned silicone version of your alpha's staff in hand, sliding in and out of you just the way Bucky wants to be.

If he hadn't been on the verge of losing control, he might've stood there in the doorway and watched the show you were unknowingly putting on for him.  

But that wasn't happening.

Long strides had him crossing the room in a blink.  Swiftly, he grabbed your ankles and yanked you down the bed.  The sudden motion had your eyes open wide, a squeak escaping in surprise.

"Bucky-" you said startled, but you didn't get a chance to say more than his name as he pulled the silicone imitation and tossed it to the side before slamming completely into you.  Fully seated inside your warmth, Bucky groaned happily, enjoying the feel for a second before the reminder that he'd been on edge reared its head aggressively.  

Obscene moans filled the space as your alpha slammed into you repeatedly with none of the gentleness he usually showed you.  "Can't help it, 'Mega," he growled.  "Could feel you, need you, too long," he tried to explain.  It'd been too much teasing him, too long since he'd been buried inside you that morning.  He couldn't wait another moment to drown in the heat you created whenever you came together.

"More," you moaned as you raised your hips to meet each of his thrusts.  "Alpha, please, more."

Bucky cursed under his breath as he raised your legs until your ankles rested against his shoulders and began pounding into you, the sound of skin slapping loud in between the cries of pleasure.  You could feel his running his teeth and nipping down one calf and up another as he held your legs firm against him.

"Squeeze s'tight," your alpha praised as he felt your walls clench around him.  God, he knew he couldn't last much longer.  "'Gon finish 'side ya.  Give ya ev'ry drop," he continued as he felt you begin to flutter around him, pulling him deeper inside you.  "Wanted ya all meetin', drove ya alpha crazy."

Your hands clung to the sheets as you chanted a mixture of Bucky, Alpha, and knot as you got ready to fall into bliss as well.  It was almost instant that you felt his knot slide right into you, shooting your pleasure straight into the stratosphere.  Bucky gently pumped inside as he painted your walls, making sure to keep your pleasure at its peak as his knot stroked all the sensitive spots.

Neither of you were sure how long it was until Bucky was laid over you as you panted to catch  your breaths.  He was content to gather you up in his arms and carefully move you both to a more comfortable position to enjoy the closeness of being knotted to each other.

"Took you long enough to come to me," Bucky heard you snicker quietly.  Make no mistake, Bucky knew you could be a little seductive temptress.  It hadn't been long ago you'd tempted him with a green sweater and thigh highs that had his alpha side panting instantly after you.

He just didn't have it in him to scold you for it.  He loved that about you.

He huffed out a chuckle.  "Go to sleep 'Mega before I contemplate spanking that bottom."

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[ethereal-inquisitor]

Fever Masterlist

a/n: Before you start reading this, be warned that this is pure filth. It's smut, pure and simple, and if you are here for any plot....well....there isn't any. Each chapter is its own story, they aren't in any order.

Fem!Reader

Warnings: Sex pollen so slight dubcon? Feelings were had before hand, and reader wants each one even before the fall, but if it bothers you please DNI. Each dwarf is his own warning, baby's first smut, if I've missed ANYTHING, please let me know. I'm still learning.

Chapter 1: The Beginning of the Fever (no smut here, just background)

Chapter 2: Thorin

Chapter 3: Dwalin

Chapter 4: Fili

Chapter 5: Kili

Chapter 6: Bofur

#thorin x fem!reader #dwalin x fem!reader #Fili x fem!reader #Kili x fem!reader #Bofur x fem!reader #fili and kili #the hobbit #pure filth #I'm going to heck for this #just smut #forgive me father for i have sinned

[just-a-little-cellist]

Hi! I love your stuff I saw requests were open 😁

Could you Write a fem human reader x thorin who’s shorter than him, and she’s new to the quest meeting the company in Bilbos house, Gandalf already knows her and is like a farther figure.

Thorins a bit skeptical of her at first but those feelings die down as he realises she’s his one. Basically Thorin being a dick at first but warms up to the reader, some confessions are made and some fluffy/little-very tame nsfw stuff occurs when they reach Rivendell?

Thank you!! ☺️

(oh I love this so much! I hope this does your idea justice, there isn't smut in this one since it got quite long by itself, but I'd be happy to make a part 2 where they get to Rivendell if you'd like :) hope you enjoy :D)

(link for part 2!)

An Unexpected Guest (Thorin x female!human!reader)

Thorin watched you from across the campfire and tried to ignore the familiar tugging in his chest. You were too busy laughing alongside Fili and Kili to notice his probing stare, and seeing how easily you'd integrated into the group only made him more perplexed by your presence. He quickly averted his gaze though when he caught the look Balin sent him. The older dwarf simply chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, reminding Thorin of the evening he had met you.

The dwarves had been gathered at Bilbo's house for some time now, and evening had fallen by the time another, relatively quiet, knock sounded at the door. The hobbit almost seemed to be seething at the idea of more people showing up, but this time it was Gandalf who rose to answer.

"It seems our final guest has arrived." At this, Thorin shot him a glare that went unnoticed as Gandalf left the room.

"Gandalf! It's wonderful to see you again."

"Likewise, my dear. Come in, I shall introduce you to the company."

After you had hung your cloak up, you closed the door and followed Gandalf into the room where the dwarves sat. Thorin could only watch in disbelief as you politely thanked Mr Baggins for hosting the event and shook his hand (which appeared to at least partially dispel the hobbit's bad spirits). The wizard had really invited another without his consent - and a human woman at that.

With a gentle hand on your shoulder, Gandalf said, "It is my pleasure to introduce to you Y/n L/n, a student of mine. I have decided that she will accompany you along this journey."

Thorin rose from his chair abruptly, and all eyes turned to him.

"When were you going to tell me about this decision?" His voice was quiet, but his rage was betrayed by his clenched fists. "You do not have the right to-"

"Thorin, I have said she will go with you, and you should be wise to respect that." The wizard's face was dark, and Thorin paused before he reluctantly stepped forward to look at you. "I can assure you that she will be of use. She has studied under me for some time and is a rather excellent navigator, which I suspect will come in handy."

You bowed respectfully. "It is an honour to meet you, Thorin." You made brief eye contact with him as you rose and he felt something in his chest tighten, but he chose to ignore it.

"Don't get in the way," He muttered and returned to the table.

Later in the evening, he found himself stealing glances at you as you chatted merrily with some of the others. He couldn't quite figure you out - you seemed an intelligent young woman, but he couldn't risk compromising the quest, and he didn't trust humans in general, but just maybe there was a small part of him that wanted you to come, and there was this odd pulling feeling deep within him...

His train of thought was interrupted by Balin's hand on his shoulder, and he quickly realized he'd been staring for longer than he intended.

"Your feelings are written on your forehead, laddie."

Thorin cleared his throat and looked anywhere but where you sat. "I feel nothing for her. She's a liability."

Balin chuckled and patted his shoulder. "If you say so."

Balin had moved to sit next to Thorin in the time he was stuck in his own head, and spoke quietly with a smile on his face.

"You can't stare at her forever laddie." The glare he was sent did not deter him. "It's been the same with her since she first arrived, and I've never seen you like this before with any other lass." The two dwarves both looked at you, still teasing Kili over something or other.

Feeling the eyes on you, you looked across the fire and waved shyly with a smile when you saw Thorin watching you. And as much as he tried to resist, he couldn't help but give you a smile in return.

Now that he thought about it, maybe he had warmed up to you a little more than he'd like to admit. Something had drawn him to you and he couldn't quite place why.

"Lad, I haven't seen you smile like that since we started this journey. She makes you happy, and you'd be a fool to deny yourself that."

Thorin sighed. As if he was trying to pretend he wasn't saying it out loud, he murmured, "What if she doesn't feel the same?"

"She does, I'm sure of it. She has the same look in her eyes as you do." Balin put a comforting hand on his knee. "Y/n is your One, Thorin. You know it better than I do."

Oh. That... actually made a lot of sense.

Before he could respond, Kili ran over to them. "Uncle! Can you come and stand next to Y/n? She's making fun of me and you're the only one taller than her!"

Balin laughed and clapped him on the back. "Go on laddie."

Trying to settle his beating heart, Thorin stood and let Kili lead him over to his One (even if she didn't know it yet).

Fili pushed her lightly in Thorin's direction. "She thinks she's better than us because she's two inches taller than me."

"Is that so?" Seeing the slight blush on your cheeks, Thorin realized that Balin may not have been exaggerating, so with a subtle smirk on his face he looked down at you. He was only a few inches taller but it felt like he towered over you in that moment. "I don't appreciate the torment of my nephews, Miss Y/n."

You looked up at him and smiled with a teasing tone. "Well, they started it. I can't take all the blame, your majesty."

If his heart was beating too fast before, he was pretty sure it just stopped completely.

The two of you maintained eye contact for just longer than necessary, before he stepped away and cleared his throat. Fili seemed to have caught on to his uncle's unusual behavior, and with a wink in your direction he subtly directed Kili back over to Balin.

"May..." He paused, still uncertain. "May I speak with you, Y/n? Somewhere a little more private."

"Of course." Mahal, your smile was almost enough for him to forget he was nervous in the first place.

He led you a little further into the woods, just far enough from the group that they couldn't eavesdrop, and took a deep breath.

You smiled anxiously. "You're making me nervous, Thorin. What is it?"

In an uncharacteristically quiet voice, he said, "I think you're my One."

"Your One?"

"I..." He tried to calm the shake in his voice, to no avail. "I suppose you might call it a soulmate."

The blush on your face spread as you processed his words. "O-oh. I see."

"I must apologize for my behavior when we first met. I was skeptical of you, but you have shown yourself to be not only a valued member of the company, but also a caring and wonderful person." Thorin looked up from the ground to meet your eyes. "I have grown fond of you, Y/n, and I feel a connection with you that I have never experienced before. Something has been drawing me towards you every time I see you, and I can't pretend it isn't there anymore."

"Thorin, I-"

"If you do not feel the same then we need never discuss it again, but I-"

He was interrupted with your finger over his lips. You giggled at his confused expression and took his hands. "Thorin, of course I feel the same." You smiled sheepishly. "I was hoping to hide it for a little longer but Kili saw right through me."

"He is more perceptive than he looks," he chuckled, tracing his fingers over yours.

You lifted one hand to softly cup Thorin's cheek. "Either way, I'm glad the feeling is mutual."

Feeling your fingers in his hair when you tugged him down to kiss you, he had never been so glad for Balin's prying in his life.

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[b00inazkaban]

MASTERLIST #2

Navigation!

Let me know if there are any characters you’d like added and I’ll look into it! :)

Smut = **

What I will NOT write for under any circumstance: R@pe, incest, anything to do with pee or poo, hardcore bdsm or anything like that type of smut, kidnapping reader for love, anything stalker, abuse unless it’s for angst but I won’t go into detail about the abuse (though I will do like slapping/spanking for smut it cannot have malicious meaning behind it, and there is always consent for that)

Also let me put this by itself, pregnancy is also way off the table. It’s 6 feet underground. I understand it’s part of life and it’s beautiful , and that’s for people to decide but personally I find just the concept of that horrifying and gross. I do breeding kink yes, but no description of pregnancy. (No hate to pregnant people I just can’t stand the concept of pregnancy in any form.)

MARVEL:

☆ Tony Stark

☆ Steve Rogers

☆ Bruce Banner

☆ Natasha Romanoff

☆ Clint Barton

☆ Bucky Barnes

☆ Sam Wilson

☆ Peter Parker

☆ Thor Odison

☆ Loki Laufeyson

☆ Dr. Stephen Strange

☆ Peter Quill

☆ Gamora

☆ Drax the destroyer

☆ Rocket the Racoon

☆ Mantis

☆ Groot

Poly Requests:

STRANGER THINGS:

☆ Steve Harrington: Steve Harrington x FtM reader**

☆ Robin Buckley :

☆ Nancy Wheeler:

☆ Eddie Munson:

☆ Johnathan Byers:

☆ Argyle:

☆ Billy Hargrove:

☆ Mike Wheeler: Little!Mike x GN!CG!Reader

☆ Dustin Henderson

☆ Will Byers

☆ Lucas Sinclair

☆ Eleven Hopper

☆ Max Mayfield

☆ Jim Hopper:

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[sweetbutpsychobutsweet]

Smoke, Iron, and Thorin

Chapter 1

Thorin Oakenshield x Fem!Reader

Summary: you prepare for the quest to reclaim Erebor by meeting your kin in the home of a very disgruntled hobbit. However, you don't expect to face your first obstacle before you even step foot out the door, when an unexpected ghost from your past darkens the door of the hobbit hole.

Warnings: eventual smut, no use of y/n, angst

Word count: 1833

Author's note: This is my FIRST fic! The beginnings of this story have been sitting in my computer for sooo long and for whatever reason today I just decided to jump headfirst into being a Tumblr writer! I'm still very new to this, so I welcome all kinds of constructive feedback/criticism. If there are any warnings/tags you think I missed just let me know :) Reader is AFAB! half dwarf/half human, but still grew up in the halls of Erebor. We'll get more into her background and her history with Thorin later on in the series! Enjoy!

“What do you think they’ll have?” Filli asks with giddy excitement as they pass each hobbit hole on their way through the shire.

“what do you mean?” you ask absentmindedly, scanning each door for the symbol Gandalf instructed you to look for.

“For supper of course,” Killi replies. “He said there would be lots of food, and no one can cook quite like a hobbit can.” you can’t deny the intoxicating aroma that has seeped into your nose with every inhale since the moment you arrived in the shire. Freshly baked bread, patiently cured meats, and hearty stews seem to be baking all around you as the sun finishes its descent behind the lush rolling hills of the shire.

Darkness has settled all around as the inhabitants of the hobbit holes settle in for the evening. The only remaining light comes from the lamps illuminating the doorways and the warming hearths inside every cozy little hole.

“I see it!” You shout triumphantly when you glimpse the blue mark glowing on the green door of a hobbit hole.

The two dwarves are so anxious for a hot meal that they’ve already bounded up to the door to ring the bell before you can even blink.

The front door is pulled open abruptly and a very frustrated hobbit groans at the sight of you. A reaction that is not all that uncommon while traveling with dwarves, so the three of you greet him enthusiastically regardless.

“You must be Mr. Boggins,” Kili begins.

“Nope!” the hobbit shouts, “you can’t come in, you’ve come to the wrong house!” he tries and fails to close the door on the three of you.

“What?!” you all shout in confusion. Knowing there is absolutely no way you are at the wrong door.

“Has it been canceled? No one told us.” the brothers protest. 

“No, nothing’s been canceled,” the hobbit starts to explain.

You all sigh in relief and continue to push your way further inside.

The home is filled with the overlapping chatter of dwarves and the clattering of weapons being tossed into the arms of the frazzled hobbit.

Dwalin’s booming voice greets the three of you, quickly recruiting you all to join in the organized chaos that is preparing the cramped dining room for even more dwarves to arrive. 

Food is tossed about, ale sloshed onto the floor, and poor Bilbo’s house is an absolute wreck. You can’t help but feel sorry for your host, but you also can’t bring yourself to pull away from the merriment just yet.

It had been so long since you’d last been around so many of your dwarven friends. Up until beginning your journey several weeks ago, you hadn’t even seen Kili and Fili for many years. 

But their mother, Dis had always been a very good friend of yours. Ever since growing up Erebor, you had felt as closely connected to her family as she was to yours. 

Unfortunately, due to the arrival of a dragon, and stubborn dwarvish pride you had long ago gone your separate ways. Save for the occasional letter. Much like the letter you received asking if you would be willing to accompany her two reckless sons on their latest journey.

Kili and Fili were not exactly known for their self-preservation instincts and the journey that lay before you would not be an easy one. But even if it weren’t as a favor to Dis, you would have said yes regardless. Nothing in the world would be able to prevent you from helping to finally reclaim your homeland, and defeat the great beast that took so much from you.  

Several pints of ale have loosened your inhibitions and you now find yourself laughing and singing along with the rowdy bunch, not a care in the world.

Until a heavy knock comes on the door.

Silence falls over the hobbit hole.

“He’s here,” says Gandalf.

“Who’s here?” you ask in confusion.

No answer comes, and everyone is suddenly averting their gaze from yours as Gandalf crosses the room to open the door. You have a bad feeling about what’s on the other side.

Gandalf pulls it open with a flourish and is greeted by a deep voice. A familiar voice.

No, you think to yourself. It can’t be.

But sure enough, Thorin Oakenshield is stepping through the front door. 

He says something to Gandalf but you can’t fully make out what it is.

Your ears are ringing loudly and a white, hot flame is blazing deep inside your belly.

Suddenly you’re back to the last time you saw him, years ago. Tears streaming down your cheeks in the doorway of the dusty old inn.

“He looks more like a grocer than a burglar,” Thorin laughs as he turns towards the dining room. Where his eyes immediately lock with yours. You can see the exact moment he realizes you’re there. His eyes widen in shock and your name slips past his lips in a breathless whisper. 

For what feels like the longest second of your life, he simply stands there taking you in. From the braided strands framing your face to the silhouette of your long green traveling dress. You could almost swear he looked…happy to see you. 

And that only adds more fuel to the fire inside you. 

“Thorin,” you growl and curl your fists at your side. “What are you doing here?” you hiss.

He narrows his eyes back at you. “What am I doing here? I am the leader of this company, what are you doing here? It isn’t safe for you, lass.”

You scream in frustration. The sexist pig! You have just as much of a right to be here as everyone else and he knows it. Your arm reaches up of its own accord to smack that self-righteous look right off his face. But before your hand can make contact Fili grabs your arm and pulls you away.

You whirl around and shove him away from you.

“You!” you glare between Kili and Fili redirecting your anger. “You lied to me!” they both start to protest but before they can form a single sentence you hold up a finger and they both fall silent. 

“You told me, he wouldn’t be here! You looked me right in the eyes and lied to my face,” you grind out, barely containing the urge to strike them both upside the head.

“We didn’t want to,” Fili begs.

“It was our mother’s idea, she knew that was the only way you would agree to come.” Kili finishes.

You laugh humorlessly. “And she was absolutely right, I’m leaving!” you turn on your heel and march straight towards the door. But before you can fully push past him, Thorin’s hand encircles your wrist and firmly pulls you back to look at him.

It was a mistake letting yourself stand any closer to him. As soon as you do his scent envelopes you. Smoke, iron, and Thorin. You yank stubbornly on his grip, desperate to put some distance between the two of you but he is too strong. 

“Wait,” he whispers to you, both commanding and desperate. “You cannot make the journey back alone, it is already dark, who knows what is lurking along those roads-”

You scoff and reach your free hand behind you for the dagger concealed underneath your corset. Before he can continue you have it pressed firmly against his throat. You apply just enough pressure that you know he can feel the blade stinging against his skin, but he doesn’t even blink. You lean in closer to him looking deep into his eyes.

“I can take care of myself,” you whisper. “I’ve had a lot of practice at it as of late.” And he loosens his grip just enough for you to yank yourself free. You remove the dagger from his throat and attempt to resume your departure, but this time it is Gandalf who stands in your way.

“I am sorry we misled you, my dear. But I’m afraid we cannot accomplish this task without you.” you lift the dagger up defiantly and point it at his chest, but you both know it is an empty threat.

“I don’t care,” you reply. “It’s not my problem.”

“You do, and it is,” the wizard replies. “I know how you’ve spent the last years, you are the only one who possesses the knowledge and connections we need to accomplish this feat.” 

You hear the whispers of confusion from behind you. They clearly didn’t know how you had dedicated the last several years of your life to searching, reading, and studying every resource you could get your hands on in preparation for this exact task.

“I know how badly you wish to return home,” Gandalf continues, as if he could read your mind. “A great deal was taken from you that day, and you are not the type to let that stand. So the question remains: who deserves your wrath more at this moment? Thorin or Smaug?”

You let your arm fall back to your side, tucking the dagger back away.

“Who says it can’t be both?” you challenge him.

Gandalf laughs and shakes his head.  

“Oh you are part dwarf indeed my child. Hold onto whatever anger you wish. But don’t let it get in the way of you reclaiming your homeland, defeating Smaug, and finally laying your parents to rest.”

You clench your jaw in frustration. You know he’s right, but you hate to admit it.

“We can do this without her,” Thorin grumbles from behind you. “If she wishes to leave she can, I’ll have someone escort her home safely.” 

You finally whirl around to glare at him again. He doesn’t want you here, he doesn’t think you can do it. He doesn’t think a ‘helpless girl’ can hold her own on a dangerous journey such as this one.

You smirk back at him defiantly. 

“On second thought,” you place one hand on your hip and extend the other out toward Balin. “I’ll sign that contract now,”

Thorin grumbles and glares at you in protest. 

Balin moves faster than you’ve ever seen the dwarf move, handing you the contract before you can change your mind or Thorin can argue against it. 

You scribble your name at the bottom and shove it into Thorin’s chest as you saunter past him in search of another pint of ale.

You lost count of how many more drinks you downed before passing out in one of the soft armchairs by the fire. 

You stir briefly when a familiar scent meets your nose and a thick blanket is gently draped across your sleeping form.

You could swear you feel the whisper of a touch ghost across your cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. 

But before you can wake any further, a deep voice starts to sing:

Far over the misty mountains cold…

More voices start to join in the melody, and before you know it you are lulled deeper and deeper back into a dreamless sleep.

Next Chapter

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🤍🌸 • ° Materlist ° • 🌸🤍

Legend

fluff 🌷

lime 🍋‍🟩 slight suggestive content (making out for example ..)

lemon 🍋 lighter version of smut

hurt/comfort 🌤️ characters are in pain at a moment in the story but it all ends with happiness

angst ☔ characters suffering mentally and emotionally

WIP : work in progress

All my writings are Fem!Reader unless mentioned otherwise

❀ More about me at the bottom of this post

I'm trying my best with English since it's not my mother tongue and I will take all the advices 🤍

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Multi-chapter

- Star Wars -

Obi Wan Kenobi

Obi Wan x You | 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 • 🍋 |

WIP

word count :

summary : you’re on a break from your jedi missions as your period pains were aching you, making you stay in bed. maybe your former master would know something to ease your pain.. or maybe not.

WARNINGS : mention of menstruation pain ; slight angst ; lime (making out & teasing) ; HOT LEMON at the end ;

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• Friends •

Joey Tribbiani

The One with the Sketchbook

Joey x You | 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 |

WIP

word count : -

summary : you're an art student who comes to ny for your last year of degree. it's your first time in the US so you discover life in new york thanks to joey, your new roommate, and his next-door friends ;

warnings : suggestive content ;

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Rachel & Joey

The One with Rachel's Feelings

Rachel x Joey |🌷| Fix-it Fic

WIP

word count :

summary : rectifying the barbados event love thing between our fav roommates, despite all the respect I have for the original show's authors work ;

warnings : none, this just fluffy fluff, with some light angst ;

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- Jurassic World -

Owen Grady

Can't stop loving you

Owen x You (Self-Insert) | 🌷 • ☔ • 🍋 |

WIP

word count : -

summary : you got a chance to work on Isla Nublar as a trainer for herbivorous dinos. an unexpected colleague piqued your curiosity as he was the trainer of.. actual living raptors. featuring an unexpected lady boss that broke into your life, and broke your heart ;

warnings : lime & (very) hot lemon, angsty lemon but! happy ending ;

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- Tolkien - Middle Earth -

Kili

Stardusts' Hope

Kili x Fem!Elf Reader | ☔ • 🌷 |

WIP

word count: -

summary: a dwarf prince and an elven lady; alternative ending of the battle of the five armies ;

warnings : -

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One-shots

• Friends •

Joey Tribbiani

The One with the Scars

Joey x You (Self-Insert) | 🌤️ • 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 |

WIP

words: -

summary: joey and you have been close friends for a long time. he has been there for you during your recovery after your surgery, and this, certainly, has changed everything ;

warnings: no graphic descriptions but scars and physical pain related to the healing process ; (please avoid reading if you are uncomfortable with these topics) ; some sensitive references ;

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The One with Ross's Ex

Joey x You | 🌤️ • 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩|

WIP

word count : -

summary : after you break up with Ross, the situation doesn't get better. your friends are here for you, and Joey is there. maybe your true love has been in front of you since the beginning ;

warnings : some references ;

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The One with the Cinema Tickets

Joey x You (Self-Insert) | 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 |

WIP

word count : -

summary : you had a crush on joey since months but the only one to know was your bestie, chandler ;

warnings : some references ;

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The One with the Flower Shop Owner

Joey x You | 🌷 |

WIP

word count : - summary : joey went to a flower shop as he wanted to make a surprise for Emma's birthday, and he saw you, with a pink peony bouquet in your hands ; warnings : some references ;

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- Actors -

Matt Leblanc

The One with the Race

Matt x You (self-insert) | 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 |

WIP

word count : -

summary : you attend your first Formula 1 GP and you encounter someone who will be your companion for the week end, and maybe more ;

warnings : mention of mourning, loss ; some ref (making out) ;

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Will Poulter

Golden Soul

Will x Reader | 🌷 • 🍋 |

WIP

word count : -

summary : you were invited to tell your story at schools as you were approached by an association fighting against bullying & child abuse ;

warnings : anxiety crisis/stress/lack of breath mention/describing ; suggestive content ; lemon (lighter version of smut - no dirty talk, no bad words but suggestion of sex, making out);

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❀ About me : you can call me Nienna and in life, I'm a French painter. Obsessed with drawing, writing, drinking tea and petting cats. Other than that I recently discovered I was still able to fangirl just like a teen. And I'm currently nourishing a hard passion for the Friends TV series.. so I write a lot for Joey ♡

❀ with this blog I want to write fics or just feelings I need to express. I never dared to share my stories/fictional writings publicly so it's a big step for me. (I don't write nasty smut (bad/slut talking, too raw for me), but I like to write some lime and lemon, lighter versions of smut) !

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[samantha-rae-velcher]

What I write and who I write for

Movies/shows

Gotham

Star wars

Spartacus

Boardwalk Empire

Marvel

DC

The Walking Dead

The Witcher

Salem

Star Trek

Harry Potter

Fantastic Beasts

IT

Barry

Stranger Things

The pirates of the Caribbean

Lotr

The Hobbit

NCIS

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Gotham characters I write for

Oswald Cobblepot

Jerome Valeska

Jeremiah Valeska

Jim Gordon

Harvey Bullock

Ed Nygma

Alfred Pennyworth

Mr. Freeze

Victor Zsasz

Butch Gilzean

Star Wars characters I write for

Darth Maul

Kylo Ren

Darth Vader

Han Solo

Poe Dameron

Lando Calrissian

Finn

Boba Fett

Jango Fett

Din Djarin

Paz Vizsla

Spartacus characters I write for

Ashur

Gannicus

Crixus

Agron

Spartacus

Glaber

Caesar

Boardwalk Empire characters I write for

Al Capone

Richard Harrow

Eli Thompson

Frank Capone

Ralph Capone

Nelson Van Alden

Arnold Rothstein

Meyer

Lucky Luciano

Gyp Rosetti

Marvel characters I write for

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Scott Lang

Stephen Strange

Zemo

Loki

Thor

Clint Barton

Bruce Banner

Peter Parker

Bucky Barnes ❤️

Ultron

Pietro Maximoff

Peter Quill

Drax

Yondu Udonta

Ronan

Rocket (platonic! We ain't furries here!)

Groot (platonic)

DC characters I write for

Superman

Batman

Bane

Joker (Heath ledger or Jared Leto)

Captain Boomerang

Chato Santana

Rick Flag

Oliver Queen

Slade Wilson (Manu Bennett)

X-Men characters I write for

Victor Creed

Wolverine

Colossus

Deadpool

Cable

TWD characters I write for

Aaron

Father Gabriel

Rick Grimes

Negan Smith

Shane Walsh

Daryl Dixon

Merle Dixon

Eugene Porter

Abraham Ford

Paul "Jesus" Rovia

The Witcher characters I write for

Geralt

Jaskier

Filavandrel

Mousesack

Eskel

Salem characters I write for

John Alden

Cotton Mather

Beelzebub/ The Sentinel

Samael

Sebastian Marburg

Star trek characters I write for

Captain Kirk

Spock

Dr. McCoy

Quark

General Martok

Weyoun

Damar

Dukat

Garak

Julian Bashir

Shran

Captain Archer

Malcolm Reed

Trip Tucker

Phlox

Harry Potter characters I write for

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Lucius Malfoy

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Severus Snape

Fantastic Beasts characters I write for

Newt Scamander

Percival Graves

Albus Dumbledore

Gellert Grindelwald (Mikkelsen or Depp)

Jacob Kowalski

IT characters I write for

Richie Tosier

Ben Hanscom

Bill Denbrough

Eddie Kaspbrak

Henry Bowers

Pennywise/ Bob Gray

Barry characters I write for

Barry Berkman

Noho Hank

Monroe Fuches (As father figure)

Stranger Things characters I write for

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Dustin Henderson (platonic or as little brother)

Eddie Munson

Pirates Off The Caribbean characters I write for

Jack Sparrow....."Captain! Jack Sparrow!"

Captain Barbossa

William Turner

Bootstrap Bill

Davy Jones

James Norrington

Cutler Beckett

Salazar

Lotr characters I write for

Boromir

Faramir

Samwise Gamgee

Mary

Pippin

Aragorn

Haldir

Legolas

Elrond

Èomer

The Hobbit characters I write for

Bilbo

Thorin

Fili

Kili

Bard

Elrond

Thranduil

Legolas

Azog

NCIS characters I write for

Tony Dinozzo

Tim McGee

Joshany Gibbs

YouTubers I write for

Mully VR

Josh dub

Your favorite Narrator

Juicy

Eddie VR

Smashing

Jacksepticeye

Markiplier/Mark's egos

Angry Cops

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What I will write

Smut/NSFW

fluff

Male character x Fem reader

Traumatized reader dynamic

Mentions of abuse

Mentions of Death

Mentions of Blood

Slight torture

Knife play

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What I won't write

Male Character x Male reader (Unless platonic)

Fem Character x Fem reader (Unless platonic)

Incest

Rape (depends on Character and how graphic)

Pegging

Gore

#fyp #foryou #fanfic #foryoupage #x reader #smut #markiplier #markiplier x reader #markiplier x fem reader #barry berkman #barry berkman x reader #marvel #marvel x y/n #the walking dead x reader #mully x fem reader #joshdub x fem reader #eddie vr x reader #your narrator x fem reader #negan the walking dead #the pirates of the caribbean #jacksepticeye x reader smut #angry cops x reader #geralt of rivia x reader #jaskier x y/n #filavandrel x you #gotham x reader #harry potter #salem x reader #fantastic beasts x reader #star wars x reader

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Rules for Requests

Main Masterlist

I do not write smut, but I will write spice

please request through asks

be patient and be kind. I might take a while to get the fic out

leave as much or as little detail as you like, but fair warning if you leave so much detail that you’ve practically written it for me, I will be less likely to write it.

ask nicely, kind of goes along with be kind. I’m not taking orders, and if you act like it, I will ignore your request.

Thank you<3

Who I write for:

Fem/GN readers

Doctor Who:

Clara Oswald x Reader

Rose Tyler x Reader

Martha Jones x Reader

Donna Noble x Reader

Bill Potts x Reader (fem only)

The Doctor x Reader (platonic only because there’s not enough of these and there’s plenty of romantic fics out there)

The Master/Missy x Reader (platonic only)

If you think of any others just ask

Marvel:

Peter Parker x Reader

Kate Bishop x Reader

Yelena Belova x Reader (platonic only, ace queen)

Natasha Romanoff x Reader (platonic only)

Steve Rogers x Teen!Reader

Bucky Barnes x Teen!Reader

Pretty much everyone x Teen!Reader

Again, if there’s any not listed, just ask.

Wizarding World:

(I’m partial to Hufflepuff!Readers)

Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Neville Longbottom x Reader

Luna Lovegood x Reader

Newt Scamander x Reader

Again, just ask. I’ll add marauders when I’ve read all of All the Young Dudes fic on AO3

YouTubers:

Ethan Nestor x Reader

Markiplier x Reader (platonic only)

Jacksepticeye x Reader (platonic only)

Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit:

Frodo Baggins x Reader

Samwise Gamgee x Reader

Merry Brandybuck x Reader (platonic only)

Pippin Took x Reader (platonic only)

Aragorn x Reader

Eowyn x Reader

Arwen x Reader

Legolas x Reader

Kili x Reader

Fili x Reader

Bilbo Baggins x Reader (platonic only)

Star Wars:

Padme Amidala x Reader

Anakin Skywalker x Reader (platonic only)

Obi Wan Kenobi x Reader

(Sorry I’ve only seen the prequels)

#clara oswald x reader #frodo baggins x reader #doctor who x reader #Martha jones x reader #Donna noble x reader #rose Tyler x reader #the Doctor x reader #marvel fanfiction #steve rogers x teen!reader #bucky barnes x teen!reader #Sam Wilson x teen!reader #Kate bishop x reader #Peter Parker x reader #Natasha Romanoff x reader #yelena belova x platonic!reader #mattheo riddle x reader #luna lovegood x reader #newt scamander x reader #neville longbotton x reader #ethan nestor x reader #markiplier x reader #jacksepticeye x reader #samwise x reader #samwise gamgee x reader #merry brandybuck x reader #pippin took x reader #eowyn x reader #star wars x reader

[fizzyxcustard]

A Rose At Twilight - MASTERLIST

Read on AO3 here

Notes/Housekeeping: I'm bringing this fic back to Tumblr after taking it down and deciding not to continue here. But as of 20/10/2022, this fic is officially coming back to Tumblr.

Fandom: The Hobbit

Summary: You notice that someone has been visiting you at night; things have moved and roses start appearing on your dresser. Your nightly visits with none other than Thorin Oakenshield start becoming more intense, passionate, and he is eager for you to return to Middle-earth and be his Queen. However, your abusive boyfriend Ryan stands in your way, intent on making your life hell. Will you and Thorin overcome all the obstacles to begin your new life together as King and Queen? And is your past with an abusive boyfriend the only challenge you now face in a new world? Your new friends and family help you uncover all your strength that you never realised you had. But will it be enough to fight away your past and the rising opposition of you becoming the Queen of Erebor?

Pairings: Thorin Oakenshield x fem!Reader, fem!Reader x original Male Character, Kili x Tauriel. 

Warnings: Physical and mental abuse, hospitalisation, smut, fluff, bad language, violence - more warnings will come as the story progresses. 

Soundtrack listing

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

#Masterlist #Richard Armitage #Thorin Oakenshield #Reader Insert #Female Reader #Thorin x You #Thorin x Fem!Reader #Thorin x Reader #Thorin Oakenshield x You #Thorin Oakenshield x Reader #Thorin Oakenshield x Fem!Reader #Fili #Dis #Dwalin #Balin #Original Dwarf Characters #Kili #Kili x Tauriel #Tauriel #The Hobbit

[cauliflowertree]

┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ WHO I WRITE FOR—

FANDOMS & CHARACTERS— [subject to change]

gilmore girls -> jess, tristan, dave, rory.

harry potter -> harry, hermione, luna, draco, fred, george, blaise, ginny, cedric, tom, theo, mattheo, sirius, james, remus, regulus, lily, narcissa, bellatrix.

lord of the rings / the hobbit -> aragorn, legolas, eomer, eowyn, faramir, boromir, haldir & bard, thranduil, kili, thorin.

the maze runner -> newt, gally, thomas.

stranger things -> steve, dmitri, joyce, hopper, chrissy, nancy, robin.

star wars -> anakin.

the mentalist -> patrick.

grishaverse -> the darkling.

pretty little liars -> aria, jason.

timeless -> flynn.

the vampire diaries -> damon, stefan, elijah, katherine, klaus, kol, rebekah.

twilight -> bella, edward, carlisle, charlie, jasper, alice.

bridgerton -> anthony, benedict, eloise, daphne.

criminal minds -> aaron, spencer, jennifer, emily, derek.

anne with an e -> gilbert, anne.

dead poets society -> neil, todd, charlie, knox.

little women -> amy, jo, laurie, beth [platonic!].

teen wolf -> stiles.

pirates of the caribbean -> jack, will, james, elizabeth.

the hunger games -> finnick, peeta, haymitch, katniss, johanna.

pride and prejudice -> mr darcy.

RULES—

don’t request any smut. nsfw themes are okay but i don’t write full blown smut.

i will write platonic fics & romantic fics but please specify which you want when you request.

i will write: oneshots, blurbs / drabbles, headcanons & dialogues, fem!readers and gn!readers. if you don’t specify in your ask which you prefer, my default is usually gender neutral.

i don’t write male readers, sh, professor x minor!student, poly relationships, parent fics or pregnancy fics.

i only write marriage fics for bridgerton & pride and prejudice!

request status; CLOSED

#gilmore girls fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #marauders fanfiction #lotr fanfic #the hobbit fanfiction #pretty little liars fanfiction #vampire diaries fanfiction #twilight fanfiction #bridgerton fanfiction #flower patch

[soft-girl-musings]

20 Fanfic Questions

ty for the tag @virtie333, sorry for the delay!

How many works do you have on AO3?

7, so far!

2. What's your total AO3 words count?

17,707 (that number makes me unreasonably happy)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

currently: Moon Knight (2022) previously: The Arcana (dating sim, pre-Dorian butchering), The Hobbit franchise (I'd like to continue this one tbh!!) potentially: the Lokiverse (mans has been in too much), Spiderverse

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

An Unexpected Proposition (Kili x Fem!Reader - 43 kudos) Strawberry Cordial (Muriel x Apprentice OC - 37 kudos) Last Night (Jake Lockley x Fem!Reader - 26 kudos) Perks of Being a Wallflower (Jake Lockley x Plus Sized Fem!Reader - 17 kudos) Unfamiliar Territory (Muriel x Apprentice OC - 15 kudos)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

ABSOLUTELY, it makes me happy to do so. I love telling writers how I feel about their works (all good things i promise). and i love when folks take the leap and share their feedback.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

oh golly, technically Frankincense & Myrrh (The Arcana, Muriel x Apprentice OC). bc it's 1) unfinished and 2) will deal with a lot of the post-resurrection trauma Tamar (my Apprentice) will go through. it'll still be fluffy and more comfort than hurt if i ever get back into it, but man i really miss seeing her go through it.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

i'd have to say Perks of Being a Wallflower! no angst, just insecurity leading up to the ending lol

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I'm not popular enough to attract the haters

9. Do you write smut. If so what kind?

i don't <3

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i feel like the closest thing to a crossover i'd attempt is something in the mcu, since every major event affects everything else in some way

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

great heavens i hope not

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nah

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

not in the strictest sense of the word. but in the future, i plan on crediting the folks i share hcs and thots with, they've had a huge hand in shaping the world of my stories.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

the only thing that comes to mind is Matt Murdock x Claire Temple but i 1) have not finished Daredevil and 2) fully respect her for distancing herself from that disaster boy

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Frankincense & Myrrh - the Arcana fandom was spiraling when i entered in 2020, and while i love all the research and outlining i did for that story, it would take a lot for me to dive back into the game/lore to flesh out that story. Tamar Ufam you will always be famous to me.

16. What are your writing strengths?

i'd have to say dialogue and my attempts to make the stakes believable

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

(actually writing lol) in all seriousness, taking the time to string together the little story pearls i come up with. i burn myself out sometimes and end up not writing anything.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

i enjoy seeing it! what i don't like is people going "lol no hate on my google translate spanish/whatever language" (mostly when the language is poorly applied) bc we not only have the technology/better websites to use, but real people online willing to assist with translating/contextualizing. if you're going to do it, give it its due diligence. fingers crossed i can follow my own directive on that.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Cats the Musical. I don't want to talk about it.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

published: tie between Last Night and Perks of Being A Wallflower. the first 2 fics i've published for my new fave Jake, and i see a lot of myself in Reader. these two will always be near and dear to my heart. unpublished: Relic to Relic (Loki x Fem!OC), outlining that story got me through my junior year of high school. while i'd need to rework some aspects of my OC's arc/abilities, i wouldn't mind writing for these two again.

tagging @cchickki @hon3yboy @mrs-lockley if you'd like to brag on yourselves!!

#eventually i will write a character besides jake lockley with canon lines and everything #but not this day #my works #tag game

[ethereal-inquisitor]

Chapter 5: Kili

Warnings: Sex pollen (slight dubcon?), Talk of Kili flirting with Tauriel, slight angst

Kili was beside himself as Balin explained to you the significance of the flower you fell on. He knew he needed to be the one that went to you, knew it deep down in his soul, but his actions during the visit to Mirkwood (flirting heavily with the red-headed elf) had obviously hurt your feelings and you hadn’t spoken to him in days.

Fili arched a brow at his brother, rolling out his bedroll to sit on it, as they weren’t going anywhere anytime soon. “What are you going to do?” he asked quietly, shooting a glace to the others while they spoke.

“I don’t know,” Kili responded miserably, running a hand through his hair. “I pushed it too far, and now she’s convinced I’m in love with Tauriel. I was just…”

“Doing what you normally do to make a girl insanely jealous?” Fili quipped. “I’ll never understand why you think that’s the best way to get a dam’s attention.”

“It works most of the time,” Kili pouted, kicking a rock. “But she’s different.”

“She’s human and she’s not even from here. What in Mahal’s name did you expect to happen? Maybe she’d be so overcome with lust that she’s drag you in the woods and have her way with you.”

“….maybe?”

Fili snorted, shaking his head. “You might as well let Thorin go down there, then,” he said, leaning back to stare at the sky. “Because you obviously don’t know a thing about women. What if she had decided to flirt with him, or Dwalin…or me.”

Kili growled, heart lurching in his chest at the thought of you giving your time to someone other than him. Fili was right, though, and misery speared through him again. You had every right to be angry at him, but he wouldn’t let you suffer down there alone. Or with anyone else.

Standing, the youngest prince walked over to Thorin, ignoring the way his stomach plummeted when his uncle’s eyes met his. “I want to go down there.”

Thorin’s eyebrows rose, though his facial expression was neutral. “And aside from the obvious, why? I do believe she hasn’t spoken to you in days.”

Kili sighs. “I made a mistake. I pulled a stupid stunt, and now I’m paying for it. But I don’t want her to be in pain, and the thought of anyone else down there with her….” He looks towards the stairs, eyes widening at the sound of a faint cry coming up from the depths.

Thorin took a few moments to think, then looked at Balin who nodded. “As long as you agree to come back up if she says no. It is still her choice.”

Kili’s head bobbed, and Dwalin handed him a pack with a grunt.

Thorin caught Kili’s attention again, motioning to Balin who immediately piped up. “While I am aware of your…escapades with women –dam and human-- throughout the Blue Mountains, you need to make sure to care for her. She won’t be of the mind to drink water or eat any food. She needs to…er… find her pleasure many times, regardless of whether you find yours. If you don’t do this properly, her heart can be damaged.” Balin gave him a grave look. “This is serious, lad.”

Kili nodded again, focusing on the stairs. “She’ll be fine. I swear it.”

Thorin clapped him on the shoulder. “Then I suppose we will see you tomorrow.”

Kili said nothing else, focusing on rushing down the stairs as quickly as possible.

~*~*~*~*~

You heard someone come down the stairs and shuffle around, but your head was so fuzzy that you couldn’t bring yourself to even turn around. You floated along on the warm water, trying to convince yourself that this was stupid, that you were stronger than a sex-starved plant.

A wave of water pushed at you as someone got into the pool with you, but you are so far away that you don’t respond. If you could just keep control, this heat wouldn’t drown you in want so intense it was painful.

A hand touched your shoulder, gently pulling you around. Brown eyes searched yours, widening with panic. You heard your name, faintly, but he was so far away. Such a pretty dwarf… You must have been hallucinating, you decided, because Kili wouldn’t be here. He made that clear days ago. You reach up with trembling hands to brush your thumb over his lips.

Warm and soft.. Hallucinations weren’t typically warm and soft.

You weren’t sure if that made it better or worse. Kili had broken your heart swooning over the elf, and you would be damned if he came down here to do this out of pity. You were a grown woman; you could do this on your own.

Narrowing your eyes, you pull away from his hand, sinking deeper into the water. “Go ‘way,” you mutter, even as every inch of your body demanded that you press yourself against him, hallucination or not, to ease your suffering.

He doesn’t move, obviously torn. “I’m sorry, love,” he says quickly, moving closer to you to keep your head above the water. “I was an idiot, and I had a much better apology planned when you started speaking to me again. But this,” he motions to the cave. “This kind of ruined it.”

When you didn’t flinch at his touch on your shoulder, he cupped your face in his hands, tilting your gaze up to his. You were so warm, dangerously so, and your eyes were glazed in a feverish haze. He kisses your forehead, and you cannot stop the whimper that leaves you.

“I didn’t think it would be you,” you whisper, your hands roaming over his bare skin. He had taken his tunic off, much to your pleasure.

He pressed his lips to yours, gently, thumbs stroking your cheeks. “It was never going to be anyone but me, love. The thought of you with anyone else…” he growled, angry at the very thought, and he dropped his hand to slip around your waist to pull you fully against him.

You didn’t resist, wrapping your arms around his neck. “How do you think I felt?” you whisper, pressing your cheek to his shoulder and watching the droplets of water dance on his skin.

Kili paused. He knew you were angry, but it never occurred to him that you might have the same feelings for him as he did for you. That under your gentle touches and warm gaze would be the same kind of possessiveness and love. He felt even worse now.

You were floating again, unable to control your limbs as you started sinking into the water. The fire in your veins was going to consume you, but Kili held you up with one arm, anchoring you back to this plane of existence.

He nuzzled your cheek, lips brushing across the shell of your ear. “I do not love the elf, Amralime. I love you, but that word pales in comparison to the emotions you draw out of me.” His voice drops as his hands trail down your side so he can lift you bridal-style out of the water. “Let me help you. Let me show you how much I care for you.”

He takes you to the blanket, setting you on your back while your sluggish brain processes his words. Reaching out to him, you pull him down to lay on his side. “I’m still mad at you,” you huff, hissing when his fingers lightly brush over your arm. Every nerve was on fire and being this close to him wasn’t helping matters. “But I suppose if you want to try and convince me…”

His smile is blinding, and he brushes his fingers over the swell of your breast. “You are so soft,” he breathes, reverent. “I wonder if you are just as soft here…” Fingers slide down your abdomen, and you automatically open for him as his fingers slip down to your core.

“Mahal,” he groans, and you can feel his cloth-covered length press against your bare hip as he slides one finger through your slick, swollen folds. The callouses on that finger catch deliciously against your nub, and your hands fly up to grip his forearm as you cry out.

“Kili,” you gasp, nails biting into his skin.

His responding groan at the sound of his name on your lips makes you shiver, and his finger dips lower to tease at your entrance. He pulls it back out, immediately returning to rub small circles around your clit again.

You reach up and grab him by the hair, tugging him down for a kiss. This was no gentle peck of the lips. No, you put every ounce of desire you had for him into that one meeting, sliding your tongue along his and nibbling playfully at his lower lip.

You arch into his touch, your grip on his hair tightening as another finger joined the first. He chuckles, expertly bringing you so close to the edge you were almost in tears.

He shifted, ignoring your cry of protest, and sat between your open thighs. You tried to lure him in closer by wrapping your legs around him, but he unwrapped them and placed your feet back on the ground. He sat there for a moment, admiring how open and vulnerable you were, how much you trusted him even when your mind was not entirely your own. You were flushed down to the peaks of your nipples, and your fever-bright eyes followed him hungrily. “No other,” he declares, two fingers sinking into your wet warmth, “will ever catch my heart the way that you have. I cannot tell you how many times I palmed myself to completion thinking about what kind of noises you would make when I touched you like this.”

You shivered, whimpering as his fingers stretched and stroked you. Your eyes tried to roll back in your head at the images running through your mind, but you forced them back open to trail your gaze down his torso to the very obvious tent in his lap. “I want to see…” you manage to rasp out.

His fingers curled at just the right angle to hit a spot that sent lightning shooting through you. So close… “Show me how you touch yourself, Kili,” you beg, biting your lip at his groan.

With a practiced hand, he pops the buttons on his pants open. A sigh of relief escapes the dwarven prince, and he moves his hand a little quicker in you when you arch against him.  His pupils are blown, and the hand not touching you grips his thick member and slides upwards, a bead of pearly white dripping from the tip.

You clench around his fingers at the sight, and the deep rumble of his groan is all you can take before you grip the blanket underneath you and cry out Kili’s name as your entire body goes rigid from pleasure. His thumb barely grazes your nub, and you cry out as you fall over the edge again, muttering incoherent words to yourself.

He pulls out of you, shifting to bring your entire body into contact with his as he lays over you, propping himself up on his elbows. He nuzzles your neck, sliding his length through your folds teasingly.

When you are finally able to open your eyes again, you pull him down for another kiss and trap him close to you by wrapping your legs around his.

He chuckles. “Do you forgive me?” he teases, rocking his hips against yours.

You have no words as his movements mimic what you really want him to be doing. You suck in a ragged breath, dragging your nails just enough down his back that he grinds into you a little harder.

“Kili,” you whimper, not above begging at this point. He studies your face, then decides to take pity on you as he shifts his hips and guides himself slowly into you.

He stretched you deliciously, and your eyes close as you savor the fullness you had been aching for. You cling to him, hands woven in his hair and legs locked around his hips. Once he is fully hilted, your hips flush with his, he stills and breathes into your shoulder.

When you attempt to pull him closer, he bites your earlobe, pressing a little tighter against you. “Do you know what those noises do to me?” he growls, rolling his hips into yours. “No one else will ever hear them. They’re mine. You are mine.” His hands are everywhere, and you nearly sob with want as you squirm beneath him. “Say it.”

“Kili!” you shriek as he pulls back to thrust hard back into you. Then he stays there again, hands tight around your hips to keep you from moving.

“Such a lovely sound, but not what I want to hear, love.” He sounds far too composed in this moment, and you hate him a little for it. Especially when you were so desperate for him you could hardly breathe.

“I’m yours, Kili. But not for long if you don’t—”  You can feel his smile on your neck as words suddenly become too difficult for your brain. He’s moving now, nearly rattling your bones with how roughly he’s moving in you. Your breath escaped you in little whines, and your toes curl as he hits that one spot over and over again.

You moan his name, trying to warn him, and he tilts his head up to whisper “Let go, love,” in your ear right before you do. His fingers dig into your hips as he groans, slowing his pace as you flutter around his length, body tense beneath his.

You are a quivering mess beneath him, and he leans down to catch a moan from your lips as he moves again, gently this time, determined to build you up to another peak before he finds his own. He pulls back to sit on his heels, giving you the perfect view of his broad shoulders, chest, all the way down to where the two of you are connected.

He grins down at you, eyes bright when one hand leaves its position on your hip to gently graze his thumb back over your nub. You jerk, tightening your legs around his hips with a yelp. His eyes close halfway at the sensation of you clenching tightly around him, and his grip on your hip is so tight you are definitely going to have dwarven-sized fingerprints permanently etched in your skin.

“If I’m yours,” you challenge, “then prove it.” His eyes widen as he processes what you’re saying, and with a growl he picks you up—still nestled snugly inside you—and presses you tightly against the nearest wall.

His dark eyes are hooded as he pulls you down onto him, and you tilt your head back to call out his name in response to the movement. His hand slides up to grasp at your breast, and you keen as he rolls your sensitive nipple between two of his fingers. His movements never slow as he ruts against you, your cries echoing throughout the cave. He moves a hand between the two of you, and it once again assaulting all your senses when he strokes your clit with purpose.

“One more,” he rasps into your neck. “have to feel you.”

You aren’t sure if it’s the way his voice slithers through your veins or the way he is expertly wrecking you with his body, but you lose all control of your muscles as your orgasm rips through you. He quickens his pace as you ride through the sensation, trembling bonelessly in his arms. Aftershocks of ecstasy race through you, and you make a pleased noise in the back of your throat when he holds you tight and groans through his own peak. The way he grinds up into you forces you to shiver through another mind-numbing climax.

Your limbs are incapable of moving as he breathes against your neck, keeping you upright with the weight of his body. “You’re forgiven,” you mutter, opening your eyes enough to grin at him.

He tugs you forward with a sheepish grin, slipping his arms beneath your knees to put you on the mussed-up blanket again.  “If I knew it would be this easy,” he purred smugly, “I should have tried seducing you earlier.”

“If I had known what you were hiding under those trousers, I may have let you,” you respond playfully, stretching out lazily. You wanted him again, right now, heat slicing through you.

He kissed your shoulder, shifting to lay at your back. “I still have a lot of making up to do,” he drawls, hands gliding over your skin. “I wouldn’t want you to forget why you forgave me in the first place.”

Long hours later, you did forgive him, and every time someone brought up the red-headed elf, you dragged him into the forest to have your way with him.

Which was his plan all along.

Choose your dwarf!

Thorin Dwalin Fili Bofur

#Kili x fem!reader #Kili x reader #the hobbit #kili smut #i'm so bad at tagging

[bitchysoulwasteland]

REQUESTS AND ASKS ARE OPEN

Please feel free to send in any requests you have for the following:

TGM (beau cyclone Simpson, Pete maverick Mitchell, all of the dagger squad.)

Top Gun 1986 (mav, goose, iceman, viper etc)

Marvel (Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes, Loki Laufeyson, Doctor Stephen Strange etc.)

The Hobbit & LOTR (Thranduil, Kili etc)

Queen (Band) x reader (I write for all of the members so request if you would like)

Borhap (I write for ALL of the cast and the characters including Lucy and Mary if you wish)

IF YOU CANNOT SEE A CHARACTER OR A FANDOM YOU WOUL LIKE PLEASE STILL REQUEST IT AND I WILL TRY TO WRITE IT.

Also, I do write fem character x fem!reader fox’s so feel free to ask for those too.

I DONT WRITE SMUT, I KNOW U MAY NOT LIKE THAT BUT I DONT FEEL COMFORTABLE DOING SO :)

#avengers #x reader #thranduil x reader #queen band #freddie mercury #brian may #avengers x reader #queen #roger taylor #the hobbit

[candlelight27]

Kili - NSFW Alphabet

Kili x f!Reader

A/N: Where are the Kili lovers?? I really wanted to read fics of him... but they are few in number. If you want to discuss anything kili related write to me or something! :) Also, sorry if this is messy, but it was quite rushed due to my obligations and I couldn’t proofread that much. I hope you enjoy it either way!!

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, fluff. Kinks discussed but I think they are pretty tame.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Kili looks at you with his adoring, dark brown eyes, a tender gleam adorning them. You are lying down next to him as your respiration slows down. Yet, of course, Kili can’t keep his hands to himself, so he reaches for you and accommodates you. He’ll only be satisfied once your head is resting on his shoulder and your body is nestled against his side. You trace your fingers over his hairy chest.

“You are so beautiful”, he says absentmindedly as he caresses the outline of your face. You feel the butterflies fluttering in your stomach. “You are perfect in every way. I can’t believe how lucky I am.”

Kili’s nose buries in your neck, near your ear, but he doesn’t stop. His sweet nothings continue despite your protests.

“Kili! We should clean this mess…”, you try, while Kili pecks the delicate skin of your neck.

“It can wait ‘til morning…” He yawns, snuggling up even more. You accept your fate, that the dwarf is not going to let you go in all night. You close your eyes, a smile on your face. The warmth evolving you and the exhaustion slowly puts both of you to sleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Kili wouldn’t be able to choose just one part of you. You are his everything and you are perfect to him. However, after hours of Fili and the rest of the company pestering him, he finally gives an answer. It’s your eyes and your lips. Your eyes, because they remind him of the shiny jewels that dwarves treasure and the shiny stars in the summer sky. They are also his favourite colour, and it was the first thing that caught his attention when you met. About your lips… he won’t say much. But his thoughts on that aren’t that pure. He loves your lips because they will wrap around his dick in a delicious way, only to bring him to his limit with your devious ministrations. And when you kiss him, his world stops, and it’s up to you whether it’s sweet or torturously arousing.

His favourite part of his own body are his hands. With them, he can make weapons or delicate pieces of jewellery. With them, he has fight along his brother and uncle countless times. They are strong, fierce, and skilful. They also give him moments of pleasure. He loves them best when his thick fingers are buried deep inside you, completely covered with your wetness. Kili would move his digits back and forth, hearing your sweet moans as if they were music, and then he’d press his thumb against your sensitive bundle of nerves until you beg him to take you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Kili really wants to cum in your mouth and have you swallow his seed. He doesn’t know the reason. It’s something primal.

You are licking his dick slowly, twirling your tongue around his head. Kili can’t stop making obscene sounds at your teasing pace. To end his misery, you placed him in your mouth, at least as much as you can fit, and you bob your head up and down. Kili is too shy to tell you, but that’s the moment where he could cum in your mouth. And he wants to see your mischievous face as you take his essence down your throat, a drop or two falling from your lips…

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Being the young dwarf he is, Kili is pretty smug and likes to show that he knows exactly what he’s doing – even if in reality he doesn’t. You can blame Fili’s constant teasing, or that he’s constantly surrounded by elder dwarves. However, deep, deep inside, something stirs when you tell him what to do and praise him. Kili really hopes you don’t notice how his cheeks reddens and he becomes more enthusiastic as you call him a good boy, or how he tries to satisfy all your requests in bed, because he feels a little embarrassed of his own disposition. But he can’t really help it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Kili is not very experienced. Although he’s actually very interested in these matters, he hadn’t got the time or the chance to share more than a kiss and a grab here or there.

He isn’t completely clueless, though. Fili had the kindness of narrating all his love adventures in great detail. And, even if it horrified him, Thorin had given him a lengthy speech in how to treat women in bed, so he had all the basics covered. Kili is also used to hear the dwarves talk about sex once they were too drunk, and being as young as he is, he’s used to being the recipient of lots of unsolicited advice.

So, when you’re finally in his arms, he’s not a completely disaster. You have to guide him at first, because of his mixture of overexcitement and nervousness, but he gets used to your body soon. It doesn’t take him long to become a deft lover.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Kili loves the posture where he’s sat down and you’re sitting on him, your front facing him. Like this, he can practically grab with his big hands any part of your body and he doesn’t miss any of your beautiful facial expressions. Other thing he loves about this posture is how close you are to each other, almost becoming one.

He’s hearing your moans near his ears, about how big he is, how deep his cock is buried in you. His face is resting near your neck, and he can smell your scent mixed with sweat. Your thighs are squishing his waist as his thrusts are slowly sending you over the edge, again and again. When he bites your shoulder, you can’t take it anymore, your orgasm finally hits you. Kili’s not ready to stop, though, he’s going to enjoy thoroughly having you in this position as long as he lasts, which could be all night.  

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

The only time Kili is serious is when you have sex after a big fight. Otherwise, he’ll be a complete goofball, sometimes smug, sometimes just to happy to be quiet. During foreplay, expect bad jokes and dirty innuendos that will make you laugh, as well as exaggerated declarations of love. During sex, he’s more occupied in other matters, but none can guarantee you Kili will behave.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Kili trims his pubic hair to keep it nice and tidy, but he’s not a fan of shaving, for obvious dwarven reasons. He’s quite well groomed – at least compared to what you were expecting – and it’s become part of his personal charm. About your own hair, he prefers when you just trim it and let it be, but it doesn’t really matter to him because he’s gonna love every bit of your body.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

From time to time, Kili realizes he loves you so much his heart aches. Such intensity is contained within his heart. And he shows it in multiple ways.

You’re riding him, his dark brown eyes fixed on yours. Your hands are resting on his shoulders, and while your hips are moving up and down, he reaches for your face. He caresses the side of you face, then your hair, as if it was the first time he saw a rare gem and was scared to taint it.

“You are my one and only love”, he says, panting. “You know that, right?”

“As if you hadn’t told me a thousand times before”, you answer, yet you can’t help the smile that’s creeping to your lips.

“I do it, so you won’t forget how your favourite dwarf feels.” Kili’s hands travel now to the small of your back. His calloused digits leave the most tender caress across your skin, then holds you softly.

“You are my favourite dwarf? Who said so?”, you tease. He starts helping your own movements with his whole body, speeding up the pace. The pleasure increases, his big dick filling you up and hitting all the right spots.

“I do!”, he grunts. He’s so close. Kili doesn’t want to finish before you, so he puts his fingers to good use. The dwarf touches carefully yet firmly your bundle of nerves, sending shocks of bliss all over your body. You can’t take it anymore, and your own orgasm triggers his.

Kili hugs your body, joining your chest with his. He places a kiss behind your ear, another upon your shoulder.

“My heart belongs to you and not even death would change it”, he whispers. “Mahal made us to be with each other, I’m sure of that.”

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Kili is quite simple in his method. He sneaks from the company to a secluded place, does his business thinking about a beautiful anyone he’s met recently and then goes back to his life. He does it every couple of days, maybe even once a week when there are too many dangerous events distracting him. But at some point, he’ll need to relieve himself – blame his age or the lack of stimulus!

The problem comes when he meets you. You invade Kili’s every fantasy. Even though he feels a pang of guilt because you are his friend and a valued ally, he can’t help it. You are just so beautiful, so unknowingly hot, that you awake both his love and his arousal. His need to masturbate grows, and now he uses almost all his alone time to that purpose. It’s not his fault at all, much less when you seem so interested in him and pay him way too much attention. Your caresses are a torture, and your stupid jokes that can be taken as innuendoes.

Once, you almost catch him. It was in the dead of night, all the company was sound asleep, so Kili thought it would be a good moment to touch himself. He was facing the dark forest, a bit distanced from the rest. During that day, you just had to touch his hair, filling his imagination with less innocent situations where that would likely happen. So he feels his dick through his pants, still not hard, but growing steady. Kili then puts his hand inside his pants and engulfs the girth of his member. He sighs, relieved, and starts moving his arm with slow strokes.

“Are you okay, Kili?”, your voice, a mere whisper, calls. It was a crime to be so seductive, in Kili’s opinion.

The dwarf, startled, turns around. Luckily, he’s covered and the thick clothe of the piled blankets doesn’t let anything suspicious show.

“What?”, Kili asks disturbed.

“You sighed… I thought that maybe your wound was hurting”, you explained in a low voice. “You look red too, maybe you have a fever?”

You place your palm on his forehead, and he can’t be more mortified.

“I’m fine! Really!”, he grimaces. He manages to let his cock go, changing his posture. “I’m thankful, really, but better go to sleep. I was having a bad dream, I’m not hurt”, Kili tried to excuse himself.

“I see. Well…”, you look around, then put a wineskin filled with water next to him. “Drink at least a bit of water, please.” You smile and go away. Kili sees that you go back to your sleeping place, and he takes a sip of water. He actually needed that.

The brunet lies back. He’s fucked, he knows it. Thankfully, it wouldn’t take long until you are in his arms loving him back.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He absolutely has a hair-pulling kink. Kili will lose it as soon as your hands find their way to his head and start playing with his chestnut locks. Just your fingers grazing his scalp and his braids is bound to make him feel things and turn him on. But the best part comes when you actually tug it. It’s like a switch for Kili, it makes him go wild. Especially if he’s eating you out, because he’ll make sure to devour every bit of you just before fucking you roughly and thoroughly.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s known how difficult life can get, so he appreciates the comfort of a good bed. He’s one for spicing up your life, going at it in secluded spaces, in the countryside after a picnic, even in the river when you’re swimming together. But he’ll always prefer to make love on a bed. It’s versatile, for you can practice lots of positions, and he won’t suffer any soreness in his body for days afterwards.

However, there’s a forbidden place that piques his interest. Once place that, should someone find him, would enrage his uncle: the throne room. He fantasizes with being sat there, over the cold stone covered by furs, and having you on his lap, riding him. The simple idea of tainting such a solemn place with you makes him hard. Kili is, indeed, a rascal.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

With Kili, there are three ways to guarantee a night filled with passion.

Your first option is touching his hair. When he’s with the rest of dwarves, you love appearing right behind him. You rest your chin on his shoulder, a small loving gesture, but your plan is far from naive. Your hand creeps along his back until it reaches its destination. You caress his hair absentmindedly, paying attention to another dwarf talking. Kili starts wiggling his leg, nervous. He wonders if anyone of his people is watching, because it would certainly scandal the oldest ones. Playing with hair is seen as a serious business, and there you are, touching his in a shameless way. And there he is, enjoying every minute of it. Kili won’t last long before he excuses himself and accompanies you to a more private place.

Your second option is dirty talking. If you catch him by surprise, it’ll work wonders. What turns him on the most are crude sentences. Romanticism can be left for other moments, you need to elicit graphic images in the dwarf’s mind. There’s a plus if someone is near, but can’t hear what you’re saying, because it’ll make Kili blush.

“Tonight, I want you to fuck me so hard I can just babble your name”, your breath caresses his ear.

“Wha-what?”, he says, shocked.

“I’m very needy, I need your dick in me. Doesn’t matter where, you can take whichever hole you like.”

“I-I… You…”, he can’t form any words, so he takes you by your wrist as you giggle, driving you somewhere else.

Finally, your third option is simply being naked. He can’t resist your form. It’s impossible. That’s what makes taking baths with him so hard, you always end up having sex. Sometimes you wait in your rooms, lying on your shared bed, waiting for him to arrive and enjoy his surprise. Other times, you simply take way too long to change your clothes, getting too close to him, going around while you pretend you’d forgotten where you placed your clean undergarments.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s not really kin on sharing so a threesome typically turns him off. Kili also hates seeing you hurt, his heart can’t take when you are in pain, therefore, except for spanking – and never overdoing it – he won’t be a fan of pain play or similar kinks.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Kili loves oral. He’s still learning on the giving side, because he’s always a mess, but he makes up for the enthusiasm. He loses track of time while he’s between your legs, drunk on your flavour and the erotic moans you’re making. Kili is a fast learner, you’ll just have to point out a couple of things… and he’ll make you reach your peak in no time.

Nonetheless, he prefers receiving. He loves the way your tongue moves around his head, and how your lips surround him. Kili, however, won’t ask for it often. He leaves it up to you to initiate oral whenever you feel like it. The dwarf will propose a sixty-nine instead, for he’s much more comfortable when the pleasure is reciprocated.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s not rough, only when you tease or provoke him. Although he always has a rather fast pace – he can’t control himself around you. Even when you’re having a romantic session of lovemaking, he will start with slow thrusts, but they’ll be quickly forgotten.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s all up for quickies. Mainly if neither of you have time. He’ll take a second in your arms than none at all. Besides, he find them rather exciting, like a preview of what’s to come at a later time. Kili would initiate quickies often, especially during times of stress where you can’t see each other regularly.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Kili loves experimenting with postures and certain kinks, such as roleplay. And he will take reasonable risks, such as a roll in the hay in a public yet secluded place, or in his brother’s bed. However, he won’t push the limits, because he’s very shy, more so when it involves other people – exhibitionism is exciting when there’s a possibility of people walking in, but not when there’s actual people looking at you, at least in his opinion. he has quite the reputation of a troublemaker, but his intimacy is another matter entirely.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He’s a resistant dwarf. Kili can go a couple of rounds, long ones, without resting. On special occasions – such as a possible wedding night – he’ll have you awaken all night. Kili can take it, the question is if you’ll be able to resist all the energy and excitement this dwarf has for you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He’s not a fan of toys, but he won’t be opposed to try them. He just never has used them, which makes him a little bit timid.  

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Kili loves teasing, but he is aware that you have the upper hand and the he’ll suffer the teasing of your counterattack. He will joke around, and provoke you to see your reactions and emotions, but it won’t take him long to give you what you want. He can’t deny you. On the other hand, he knows you

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Kili knows how to be quiet. He has a brother and has shared rooms many times. But when there’s the possibility of being alone – and preferably with none around – he loves being very vocal. Kili’s grunts and moans are loud and resonate within the walls of the room. It’s music to your ears, of course, and you tease him about it. But not happy with his own love-making sounds, he’ll encourage yours, and he’ll slap your ass, dirty talk, and, overall, make all the things he can’t usually do because of his shyness.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

A dam once gave you a piece of advice to seduce a dwarf. You put it into practice right away. You were sure it would work on Kili because his kin had certain affinities that were undeniable. Your objective was making the prince fall head over heels for you. You had just realised that you were in love, that he was your one, so you had to do something about it. And it seemed a splendid idea.

It took you quite long to prepare. You had to do your hair with intricate braids. You wondered how Fili and Kili made it seem so easy, but you needed a couple of tries before getting a decent result. Adding the beads and the decoration was the hardest part, if you were being honest, as well as arranging them. The dam told you to add beads that had a subtle meaning, but that would make him realise your true intentions. You chose a star pattern, part of the emblem of Durin’s Folk, and dwarven symbols of love and faith. You hoped that was enough.

Then, you took off all your clothes and put on jewels. You placed a special piece that decorated your chest and your stomach, lots of bracelets and so on. And a ring you had borrowed from Kili just this once.

“You’re there?”, you heard his voice call through your door.

“Yes!” You shouted, reclining over the bed. You were a bit awkward, you didn’t know how to stay.

“Why did you ask me to meet you here?”, he questioned as he closed the door. Kili then turned around and was stunned.

He was completely red, his eyes wide open. For a moment you thought you had completely messed up, but in a second, he was at your side, kissing you intently.

“I don’t know what this is about, but I really like it”, Kili said between passionate kisses. You laughed. “You even stole my ring.” He smirked and brushed his finger against the piece of silver.

“I borrowed it”, you pointed out. “It’s not the same.”

“But…”, he whispered your name, his forehead resting on yours. “Do you know what all this means?” He took a braid in his hand, feeling the patterns on your beads.

“Kinda”, you admitted. “I have an overall idea, yes.”

“And you mean it? That you’re mine?”, the dwarf asked, his arms surrounding you in a tender hug.

“Why would I have done if I didn’t mean it?”

“Mahal, I love you”, he finally stated.

It was the first time he would declare his love, but it wouldn’t be the last. And, needless to say, the night your shared with him was long and intense.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s big in length and girth. It’s not hard to imagine that he is, since dwarves are quite sturdy and strong built. Kili is no exception. He’s not massive, but you definitely need a lot of stretching, otherwise it can sting a bit in the beginning. At first, he was scared to hurt you, and he was nervous. But when he saw that you enjoyed all the process and that you praised his size, he felt the birth of a new pride.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Kili does have a high sex drive, but taking in consideration his age, it’s not that strange. He could take you anytime and anywhere, really, and he’ll feel like doing it at least a couple of times a day. There are exceptions, of course. For example, the time spent in his uncle’s company, when dangers awaited in every corner. During those times, he’d forget his sexual needs plenty of times, although when the night and the time for rest arrived, he often felt it again.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

The dwarf can sleep anywhere. Even over a rock. When you are finished and settled, he can be asleep in a matter of seconds. Still, he knows you need some cuddles and reassuring words, so he will gladly grant them to you. If he’s worried for any reason, he like watching you slowly succumbing to sleep, later indulging himself.

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[rogue-durin-16]

HER HAIR

Request: may I ask for a kili x dwarf F reader? They first meet at bilibos house and Its like kinda love at frist sight for both of them and as the quest gos on Kili asks to braid her hair as Dwarven tradition of courting ? Tha k you for your time!

Pairing: Kíli x Dwarf!Reader

Genre: fluff

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Requested by: @stars-shaped-clouds

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Warnings: none

A/N: the masterlist will be up after this one uwu. For those who sent me a request and it's not published yet, give me time plz I'm going through it lately. While the rest of the stories are on the making, enjoy this fluffy oneshot <3.

Rogue-durin-16 masterlist

"Gandalf," Bilbo glared at the wizard the moment the knock on the wooden door was heard. "if this is another dwarf-"

"I will get the door myself." the wizard cut him off, almost rushing to reach the entrance. Thorin was already here so I wasn't sure of who was left to join us.

"Ah, Y/n." Y/n? That was a female name. I turned to meet my brother's eyes, which held the same confusion mines did.

Thorin stood up with a shocked face, somehow eager to welcome the newcomer, who was soon entering the already too crowded room.

"I was... not expecting you to join us." He murmured before turning to us. "This is Y/n, daughter of Y/f/n."

"At your service." after a bow, she took off her cape and handed it to Bilbo, who was soon besides her. "I am terribly sorry for the delay. These roads are a labyrinth."

She was the most radiant being I had ever seen. My jaw dropped, and I was left dumbfounded until my brother's elbow dug into my ribcage.

"Ouch!"

"You're staring." he subtly muttered. "Be polite."

"Sorry." I mumbled in response, looking down ashamed. Not for long though, but could anyone blame me?

When I looked up again, I found her y/e/c eyes fixed on me, and I did my best to hold back the silly smile that wanted to tug the corner of my lips when her eyes seemed to gleam.

"Is there somewhere I can sit?" she questioned, lingering his gaze on me for a moment.

As she turned to face Bilbo, I, as fast as lightning, stood up from my chair, almost making it fall back.

"You can have my seat." she gave me a kind smile at the same time as I heard Dwalin's snort and my own brother's muffled laugh, which stopped when I kicked his chair.

"Thank you very much," Y/n responded, "but I'm afraid it would be too difficult to reach your place."

"Sit here, I'll stand." Thorin offered, and Y/n accepted with a smile. A frown established in my face and I was tugged back to my chair my Fíli.

"I beg you, behave." he warned me.

"I'm behaving."

"Glaring at your uncle is not behaving." I rolled my eyes at him because I was clearly not glaring at Thorin, it just puzzled me that she had accepted his offer and not mine, I mean, it was obviously due to the difficulties to reach me but still, did he have to be so—

"Bilbo!" Bofur was the first one to run towards the hobbit, now unconscious, and we all followed him.

I was the latest to arrive, and Dwalin and Bofur were already carrying him to his armchair.

"Will he be all right?" a voice besides me asked, making me aware of Y/n's near presence.

"I hope so." I replied, turning around to meet her beautiful gaze. "I'm Kíli."

"You are then Thorin’s youngest nephew." I replied with a nod. "The troublemaker one."

"Oh... Did he speak to you about me?" I inquired, crossing my arms over my chest. "What did he say?"

"Only the bad things I suppose." she replied with a grin. "Maybe you can tell me the good things?"

I, sticking my chest out with a cocky smile, replied, "Well that would take us longer than you expect."

"Seeing the state of our burglar," she pointed at Bilbo, who was now recovering the conscience. "I think we may have time."

~~~~~~~~~~~~

At some point in the night, we had fallen asleep. Thorin woke us up a little bit after dawn; I, reclined on the wooden bench under the window, her with her head and arms over my thighs.

What a pity that he had to wake her up too; she looked so peaceful over me with the first rays of sunshine falling upon her crown, making her hair gleam.

Her hair.

I felt a sudden urge to run my fingers through it, though that would be intrusive and inappropriate.

To my dismay, said urge stayed with me during the rest of our journey, but again, could anyone blame me?

The more I got to know her, the deeper I fell for her. She wasn't only beautiful, she was strong, wise, she had seen the world —even more than I had— for which she was extremely interesting to me.

I wasn't blind, so I had noticed she was fond of me, too.

Maybe I had needed Thorin’s help, to do so, but that was not the point, the point was that her smile grew bigger when I spoke, and when she laughed, her eyes traveled to mines.

The point was that she would have an excuse to sleep near me, and her hand would more often than not search for mine.

Not that I complained though, on the contrary, I pretty much cherished those moments.

It was thanks to those moments that I gathered the courage to ask her something I had never thought I would ask, at least not in that journey.

"The lass got you smitten, huh?" Dwalin commented with a chuckle. "What are you waiting for?"

"The right moment." I replied with my eyes on her while she helped Ori pick some herbs Bombur had asked for.

The moment had come earlier than I expected.

It was my turn to guard the camp at night, and Y/n was so kind to keep my company, despite assuring her that it was no necessary.

"—and there we had it, in front of our very eyes," she continued her narration, "the sea, the same sea that the elves are said to cross to never return." my mouth had stayed opened in awe the whole time. "the moon reflected its light on it and, Mahal Kíli, you must see it."

"Will you take me there?" I questioned in a whispered, already dreaming of seeing what she was describing by her side.

"Some day," she replied, her pinky brushing against mine, just like our thighs. "After we take Erebor back, I will take you there." she smiled and, without hesitation, she carefully tugged a strand of my hair behind my ear, making both our cheeks redden a little.

As her hand fell back on her thigh and her eyes averted from mine to stare into the horizon, I swallowed the anxiety flooding my body and made the question.

"Y/n?" she hummed, prompting me to keep talking. "Would you let me braid your hair?"

Her eyes widened and the blush on her cheeks intensified. "I— Uh... Y-yes." a beam lightened up her face and the night. "Would you let me braid yours?"

I nodded faster than I would like to admit and immediately moved to sit behind her, running my fingers through her hair before picking up a section and separating it to start braiding.

Though I was more than eager, I tried to do it slow, so I could extend the moment as long as possible.

DWALIN'S P. O. V.

I held back a triumphant laugh when my eyes repaired in the youngest of all, sat at the edge of a rock.

I kicked Thorin, who rested besides me, and then Fíli, lying a little further from us. They both grunted in response, and, when they opened their eyes and saw what I was seeing, they grunted again.

"I can't believe I lost a bet related to my brother against you." the young dwarf murmured, silently, grabbing his bag to give me the promised coins.

"One day." Thorin grumbled, doing the same as his nephew. "One that and I would have won."

"At least I'll be able to tease them tomorrow morning." Fíli mumbled to himself. "I will get up early," he continued before I could reply. "you will not win me on that too."

"Whatever you say." I assured, taking one last check on them.

They had now switched places, and Y/n was carefully braiding the prince hair. Despite the distance, I could appreciate the happiness in both their faces, and it made me smile.

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