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mrkida-art · 5 months
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Young dwarf Thorin
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msbilberry · 4 months
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The night before the battle.
Dwarves in the Lonely Mountain: build fortifications, put on armor, choose weapons.
Meanwhile, Bilbo and co. in Thranduil's camp tent:
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velvet4510 · 24 days
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Unpopular opinion incoming. I’m feeling brave right now so please nobody hate me for this.
As much as I ship Bilbo and Thorin, I actually don’t think their relationship would’ve worked out if Thorin had lived. (And I say this as a hopeless romantic.) I think it would’ve turned out like the ending of La La Land.
Their paths were just too different. Bilbo was not the type to be a royal consort, ruling over others, and Thorin was not the rural, domestic type. Bilbo had a purpose in the Shire to fulfill (adopting Frodo) and Thorin had a duty to his people for which he’d spent his entire life fighting. Bilbo would never ask Thorin to give that up and come to the Shire with him, nor would Thorin, in his right mind, force Bilbo into a role for which he was not suited - no matter how much either of them may have wanted to.
Plus what if Thorin had been exposed to the Ring for years and years while Bilbo inevitably kept it with him? Especially if they both stayed in Erebor? There’s a chance it might’ve brought back the dragon sickness and torn them apart.
I think this actually adds to the beauty and complexity and tragedy of their relationship. Opposites do attract sometimes, and they were drawn to each other’s differences as well as their core similarities. But pragmatically, it’s not very likely that a long-term relationship would’ve succeeded. If Bilbo had stayed, or if Thorin had left, there would’ve inevitably been some resentment on either side, especially considering Thorin’s pride.
And the fact is I think they loved each other too much to ever demand that either of them give up his core identity for anything, even a relationship.
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coveredinsun · 2 months
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at the first reclaimed-erebor press conference the reporter dwarves are like, “🎤 balin son of fundin can you deny or confirm the rumors about thorin oakenshield and bilbo baggins?” to which balin leans forward and says, “🎤 well. you know how unflattering it would be to speak ill of the dead. which won’t be a problem because it’s not speaking ill to let the record show that, yes, they did in fact fuck nasty a couple times. and you can quote me on that because i’m like 95% sure it’s what king thorin would want”
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ihobbit · 6 months
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Erebor, royal forge. In the darkness, the sounds of kissing and ragged breathing can be heard.
Bilbo: *whispers* You said that we are coming here because you want to show me the biggest hammer in the kingdom!..
Thorin: *hoarse* Should I stop?
Bilbo: No, but next time don't deceive me again.
Thorin: I didn’t lie... I'll show you everything I promised…
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florencziya-blog · 6 months
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mdb-art89 · 3 months
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Smaug the Magnificent
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grntre23 · 1 month
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the king that never was
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freakish-goth · 4 months
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a major reason why I ship Thilbo is this one scene in the first movie of the Hobbit, where Thorin asks Fili and Kili if they find orcs funny. I know this is all to show his backstory but it’s lowkey him comforting Bilbo by showing how strong he is.
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I mean- hell- Thorin defended himself with a thick piece of wood from Azog the defiler.
I’m pretty sure that Bilbo was maybe feeling a little rizzed up.
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theworldsoftolkein · 7 months
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Late Guest by Kimberly80
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mrkida-art · 1 year
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On the doorstep
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lotrthobbit · 1 year
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Hi! So I've read your Fili fic the line of durin and I can honestly see Thorin having a breeding kink. Could you write something for Thorin please? Absolutely fine if you don't want to 🤍
Hi! Thanks for requesting ! Ill gladly write one ! I honestly have to agree with you there lol.
Also apology for the late post since I am in school rn and just trying to get done with my assignments before I start typing any stories ! Also I am sorry I sometimes cringe at my own writing b/c ngl I am not the best smut writer lol. but thank you for trusting me to write this. I hope you like...
Minors DNI 18+ ONLY !!!!
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Warning: contains smut, breeding kink, harsh language, Dom Thorin
The reader will be gender neutral but I will be using female anatomy since that is what I know
Thorin X GN!Reader
The room was hot, all that was heard was the sound of skin slapping against one another, the sounds of moans cascading the walls.
The maids ran from the halls, their faces flushed as the sounds from the King's room seem to get louder, the bed frame hitting against the wall as the mattress creaked against the wood.
Screams of pleasure resonated as Thorin's beloved [y/n] wrapped their legs around his torso. He smirked when realizing they arched their back when hitting a certain spot so deliciously. Their bodies coated with sweat after hours of continous love making.
[y/n] could feel themselves leaking from the countless times Thorin buried his seed into them. The creamy substance mixed with their own made a squelching sound as Thorin placed their legs around his shoulders, slightly lifting them and pounding deeper, if that was possible.
They felt as if they were in eternal bliss, nothing but pleasure.
" Do you feel how deep I am ?" Smirked Thorin as they moaned loader, unable to formulate words. He chuckled at their cock drunk appearance, nothing but pure utter bliss written across their face as their nails dug into his back. Their pelvis kissing one another, surrounded by the silk bedsheets stained with spirts of cum from both of them.
" I will make sure to fill you up to the brim, not letting a single bit spill." Moaned Thorin. He had one goal in mind, to make many heirs to rule Erebor, he will make multiple prince's and princesses under the mountain. Just the image of a swelled up breast filled with milk, all for him to suck and pinch at his leisure and a big belly holding his children. Oh what a sight it would be to him, just thinking about it quickened his pace before he came once More, together they moaned in ecstasy.
Staring into one another's eyes as Thorin began to go once again.
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a/n: I cringe at my own writing so I could not proofread it all. But I hope you enjoy it. To all the readers: you may continue to request just know it'll take me some time (: Also I apologize for how short it was.
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harrypoppinss · 8 months
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Empty promises
Kili Durin x afab!reader
Warnings: heavy angst, established relationship, mention of character death, pre BOTFA
Summary: With the battle closing in and Thorin fighting the dragon sickness, you seek comfort in your one.
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The past few days have been rough to say the least. You had successfully made it to Erebor, and it has been reclaimed by Thorin the only problem was that he had fallen into the same sickness that his grandfather had. The dragon sickness from the gold that was claimed by Smaug after the fall of Erebor all those years ago.
The Orcs were near, you had a feeling. Thankfully though, Kili had lived through getting a poisoned arrow in his thigh and he was now in Erebor with his brother and the others that had been comforting him through the incident. Now here you were, wandering the halls of Erebor in search for your one.
You had never known a castle to be so confusing until now, but luckily you had spotted your brown haired boy sitting along the gigantic hole in the wall, gazing out at the lost city of Dale. You walked up behind him, before gently taking a seat beside him and like clockwork, his hand found yours.
“How are you feeling my love?” You asked him, being his knuckles up to your lips as you kissed his hand softly before allowing it to fall into your lap, still grasping onto your own. Kili sighed as he moved closer to you, his head finding your shoulder as your head rested on his. “As well as I can,” he said in a soft tone, his gaze not wavering from the empty city infront of Erebor that used to be so full of life and love.
The two of you sat like that in comfortable silence for a while, the only sound reaching your ears was his gentle breathing and the sound of the crickets singing in the tall grass outside. As you gazed out into the landscape, you couldn’t help but let a feeling of pure fear wash over you. Soon you would all be fighting for you life against Azog and his troops for middle earth.
“Amrâlimê?” Kili said in a soft whisper, making you glance at him as he lifted his head off of your shoulder to meet your gaze. “Yes love?” You asked back, your free hand grasping his other one has your thumbs rubbed over his knuckles. His eyes fell to your hands before he lifted then back up to look at you. “Are you afraid to die?” He asked you, catching you off guard completely. You looked at him like he had grown two heads, he had just been on the brink of death with the arrow and he was asking you if you were afraid to die?
“Well…” you said as you looked back out into the now peaceful landscape that you knew would be filled with blood and death soon. Sighing softly you looked back at your lover, a sad expression covering your face. “I am,” you said after a moment, before you brought both of his hands to your lips this time, kissing his knuckles once more. “But, I’m more afraid of losing you to the hands of the Orcs.” You said as you dropped his hands back into your lap as his eyes scanned your face.
“Oh Amrâlimê,” he sighed with a soft smile as he saw the faint tears building in the backs of your eyes. He reached out, bringing you into his chest as his hand ran along your hair gently. You arms wrapped around his neck as you nuzzled your face into his shoulder, the tears fall from your eyes staining his shirt temporarily. “I will never leave you, not in death nor in glory,” Kili whispered to you softly. “I would rather spend a thousand lifetimes fighting for you than allowing myself to be taken away for you in such a way.” He finished, tears of his own spilling down his cheeks as he pulled away from the hug to rest his forehead against your own.
“Promise?” You croaked out, your eyes meeting his brown orbs as you watched the corners of the crinkle softly as he couldn’t help but allow a small smile to overtake his features. “I promise, in this lifetime and the next.” He said, before he leaned in, placing a gentle kiss to your lips. If only he knew in the end, that the promise he made would have to wait until the next time you two meet again, until the next life when your souls will bound together as one again.
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Amrâlimê - My love; love of mine
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ihobbit · 5 months
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I will have war!
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baheuldey · 6 months
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Roi (Thorin Écu-de-Chêne, roi du Peuple de Durin et roi sous la Montagne) / King (Thorin Oakenshield, king of Durin's Folk and king under the Moutain) (Tolktober, 28), 2023, encre de Chine sur papier, 21,5 x 14 cm
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