#ori my beloved boy

[i-did-not-mean-to]

Apple of my eye

This beautiful moodboard has been made by @sorisooyaa, my beloved baby...

In an attempt to break me out of my funk, here comes a little Ori story from the sweet sheet of the @fellowshipofthefics February Bingo.

Words: 1.5 k

Characters: Ori x reader

Prompt: Kissing in the rain

Your thoughts were flickering in and out of focus as you stared at the raindrops running down the opaque windowpane beside you despondently.

The weather had been rotten for days and you yearned for sunshine and blue skies with almost childlike fervency.

“What I wouldn’t give for a sweet, golden apple,” you sighed, well-aware of how whimsical and random that thought was, and leaned your head against the cool glass.

Rainstorms always made you feel profoundly lonely; they were meant for lazy cuddling by the fire and self-indulgent poetry readings. Unfortunately for you, the one who insidiously crept into all of your daydreams of sweet, innocent togetherness seemed stubbornly oblivious to your affections and so, you were doomed to petulant moping instead.

The slamming of a door interrupted your morose thoughts suddenly, and you looked up in surprise; surely, nobody would dare brave the vicious downpour when nightfall was so close at hand. You were, after all, well supplied and there was no good reason to venture forth at this hour.

“Lassie,” Dwalin grumbled reproachfully, “take a care what you wish for!”

Startled, you scanned the room and soon realised that it was indeed Ori, the very person you had been musing about so miserably, who had left the shelter of the small hut you were perched-up in together until the storm had abated.

“What is he thinking?” you exclaimed in dismay, springing to your numb feet in alarm.

“You’ve asked for some fruit, so he went to get you what your heart desires.”

“Nonsense!” you opined vehemently. “Why would he do something so recklessly thoughtless? He’ll get mired down in the mud or lose his way in the blinding rain! What my heart desires…and he leaves, really!”

Kíli gave you a long, dumbfounded stare, his unwavering disbelief starkly evident in every single line of his face.

“Ori would try to unhook the moon and pick stars like flowers for you,” he eventually said and shook his head regretfully. “Not that it has done him much good thus far.”

The heat of indignation and of disappointed love rose into your cheeks as you strode towards the door without sparing a thought or word for the unduly forward prince.

“Bloody fool,” you cursed. “Thrice confounded idiot!” Without paying any further heed to the astonished faces turning towards you in your passionate outburst either, you threw open the door and rushed out into the onslaught of icy water fearlessly.

Immediately, rivulets of stunning cold made their way down your spine and permeated your clothes as you advanced, tottering, towards the nearby line of fruit trees on unsteady feet.

This might well have been a mistake, you conceded, but you were too proud and decided to turn back now like a beaten cur.

Soon, you could make out the beloved silhouette of a small, dainty being – leaning forward to defy the vengeful violence of the sheets of rain driving him back – moving resolutely under the shadow of the dark trees.

“Ori!”

He turned around, wiping one hand over his eyes to clear his vision.

“What are you doing? Come in! It’s raining too much for you to go trudging off alone; it’s not safe.”

With a small, slightly quivering smile, he let his other hand shoot forward and – as his stiff fingers unravelled – you could discern a beautiful, golden apple lying like an unlooked-for treasure in his palm.

“I just…you said..” Ori grimaced and took a step towards you, his offering still stretched out reverently in front of his drenched and wretchedly trembling body.

Before you could either chide or thank him, he slipped on a treacherous spot of deep mud and fell hard.

“Ori!” You hastened forward, instantly losing your balance as your foot caught on a stone that had been obscured by the churned-up earth, and slithered into him on your hands and knees. “Are you okay? Oh, you shouldn’t have!”

Overcome by worry and love, you started patting his legs and arms – checking your hands for blood every other second – in a public display of attachment you would have been deeply ashamed of if anyone else had witnessed it.

“I just wanted to make you feel better,” Ori finished his previous thought quietly. “You looked so very sad because of the rain.”

“The rain?” It was true that you were not overly fond of overcast weather, but it had not really been the storm that had soured your mood. Maybe, you thought, it was time to tell him the truth; for once, you were perfectly alone and – surrounded by a veil of water – you truly felt as if you were the only people left alive in a world made of fury and darkness.

“I have tried to make you understand how much you mean to me for weeks now,” you confessed, crawling up over his prone body and staring longingly into his wide eyes. “It was the lack of a favourable reaction from you that has dampened my joy.”

Ori blinked in confusion. “That is highly irregular,” he finally said. “I might be slow, but I am steady; thus, I have dutifully studied your glances and smiles and I’ve memorised every one of them to make sure that I was not deluding myself.”

Proffering his apple once more, he blushed furiously. “I would have fulfilled your every wish, proving myself to be caring and reliable and then, a few months hence, I might have gathered the courage to present you with a token of my undying affection, made by my own hands and accompanied by a long letter of confession.”

He looked positively distraught now, wiping at his wet hair falling into his beautiful face periodically and gazing up at you with imploring intensity. “Never would I have guessed that my reticence would cause you pain. You must believe me when I swear that this was never my intention!”

You wanted everything he had described, of course, but you desired him more; you were restless and wet, and consequently good manners and wise precaution were not foremost in your troubled mind at that moment.

“Tell me true, Ori dearest, do you reciprocate my helpless infatuation then?”

“Of course!” he exclaimed, obviously scandalised by the minute flicker of doubt in your expression. “How could I not? Take this apple as a proof of my devotion; you yearned for sweetness and sunshine, and I’d stop the very rain from falling if only the depth of my love could tear the heavenly veils.”

“Sweetness,” you mused with a smirk and leaned forward to press your lips onto his brow. “I accept what you are offering, my darling.”

That face you had been dreaming about for so many days and nights was tilted up ever so slightly and your heart understood the cautious invitation before your mind could even make sense of everything that was happening; your lips wandered across his freckled cheeks and along his soft, bearded jaw to land softly on that expressive mouth you so admired.

It was still raining hard and, every so often, you tossed your head back to draw a deep breath to avoid drowning in your greed and the abundance of water battering your back unforgivingly, but – now that you had Ori to yourself – you couldn’t stop kissing him until you were light-headed with giddy triumph.

“You’re soaked,” you finally laughed, leaning your forehead against his, “and so am I. Let’s go in and dry off; I am more than willing to share my bedroll with you until we’re warmed up again.”

His golden eyes flashed with hints of amber and onyx as he realised that you were the only one allotted a separate chamber for privacy reasons; he had never set foot in that forbidden room and the thought of being secluded with you in so intimate a manner made his blush deepen and his fingers tremble.

“Highly…” he started.

“Irregular? Indecent? Tempting?” you supplied with a wink and scrambled to your feet cautiously, grabbing his hand and pulling him up alongside you.

“Yes!”

“Well, you’ve risked your health and happiness to get me an apple,” you grinned. “I would be remiss indeed if I didn’t risk my reputation and integrity to show myself appropriately grateful.”

Once more, he looked highly bewildered by your forwardness, but he followed you back to the cabin without saying another word.

“Ah, you’re alive!” The members of his company – friends and kin – seemed both relieved and amused by the muddy, drenched, pathetic sight of your victorious return.

“Indeed,” you said, still dragging Ori by the hand and presenting your apple proudly. “We shall now retire to clean up and to celebrate the successful foray of our dearest Ori.”

You disappeared into the small room at the end of the hall under a hail of hooting and hollering; someone wisely prophesied that Ori would end up marrying you and someone else – Kíli if your ears did not betray you – predicted an outcome of a much lewder variety.

If you had any say in the matter, as you hoped you would, you’d prove each and every one of them right before long.

So, special thanks to my darling baby for this beautiful edit...

And thanks to @fellowshipofthefics for the lovely prompts and the support.

Lots of love from a very sad little me!

#og post #IDNMT writes #fanfiction #writing #tolkien writing #jrrt #fotfics february bingo #february challenge #prompt: kissing in the rain #The Hobbit #Ori #ori the dwarf #ori propaganda #ori x reader #ori my beloved boy #sweet and kind #no spicy

[goth-boy-smiles]

Finally picked up reading Dracula again!! I've been doing a chapter a night and I just finished chapter 12, so I'm making good progress. I got a really nice physical copy for my birthday earlier this year, I'll have to post pictures in the morning!

#I've been trying so hard to fall back in love with reading #i think it's working? #I'm enjoying the story at least #but i have to read the words and hear the audiobook at the same time ory mind will wander too much :( #i was reading an ebook of it #bc the barnes and noble app has free ebook copies of a lot of older literature #just fyi #but i do definitely like having the physical copy better! #pages my beloved #goth boy rambles #goth boy reads #dracula #bram stoker's dracula #horror literature

[humblemooncat]

OC Tag Game

Tagged by the lovely @mimble-sparklepudding & @healersadjust! Just getting around to this now that I'm back, so thank you guys for your patience! <3

Favorite oc - Ki'to

Newest oc- Kin

Oldest oc- Orias (I've had her since '21 at least, maybe late 2020)

Meanest oc - Nox. Definitely Nox

Softest oc - My softest uwu baby boy is Ahko'to Qhantari. He is baby and I love he. I just don't do much with him so I haven't introduced him yet. xD

Most aloof/standoffish oc - Nox (I think Kin also qualifies for this since they don't socialize ever really, so they tend to seem this way)

Dumbest (affectionate) oc - L O H I, my beloved himbo

Smartest oc - Y'rhala, though Ori's a close second. My Sharlayan bbys.

Horniest oc - K I ' T O

Oc you’d bang - Ki'to, without a second thought.

Oc you’d be best friends with irl - Also Ki'to. I love the personality he's developed, we'd be the best of friends.

I'm getting to this late, so most people I know have probably already been tagged. But if you haven't done this yet, then let me be the one to tag you. <3

#My beans #OC meme #Mooncat ramblings #Tagged #If y'all want some Ahko'to content I'd be happy to deliver #but I'd have to make him a model to take shots of #since he's not a physical alt #He is the softest boy tho #Quick summary of him is that he's a soft lil moon cat sex worker #who makes his living taking care of people who stop into their establishment in Kugane #and he prefers to take on those who just want to unwind after a long day and be pampered

[happi-tree]

Do you have a favorite episode or episodes of amphibia?? Asking for a friend 👀

Oh, jeez. Ori, I have. SO MANY. Uhhhhh, buckle up??? 👀 I limited myself to 3 episodes per season but honestly this show has so many fun episodes!!!

Season One

s1ep1: Anne or Beast?/Best Fronds - Episode 1 does SUCH a great job at setting up the story and tone for the show imo! It leaves a lot of things purposefully vague (how did our protag end up in this wacky alternate world? who the hell is in that photograph? etc etc) to reveal as the seasons progress, which I really enjoy! AND you get introduced to the found siblings ever with Anne and Sprig 🐸 I love them so much! While I'm mostly referring to the first part here, Best Fronds does an excellent job at establishing their relationship and their perspective on what friendship means.

s1ep9: Lily Pad Thai/Plantar's Last Stand - Even though it's more of a filler episode, I really love how Lily Pad Thai explores Anne's Thai heritage! Very near and dear to my heart 🥺 Plantar's Last Stand is alright, too, but I much prefer the first half of this episode <3

s1ep20: Reunion - Emotional Damage The Episode. Things get! Dark! Would have reduced me to tears had I not had previous associations with the background music 🥲 Also. Sasha Waybright beloved there are so many things wrong with her <333

Season Two

s2ep6: Marcy at the Gates - Introduction to the third member of my favorite trio! Marcy is very, very adorable and endearing and seeing a reunion that goes more smoothly than. Reunion. Is very sweet 🥰

s2ep10: The Sleepover to End All Sleepovers/Day at the Aquarium - BOTH parts of this episode are so very good and I cannot possibly choose a favorite between them. The girlies getting up to hijinks in a castle late at night and bawling your eyes out when it's your last day in a place you've grown fond of <333

s2ep19: The Dinner/Battle of the Bands - Once again, I literally could not choose even if you held me at gunpoint. The Dinner is very fun and very awkward and it is SO fun to see all these characters finally interact in a (sort of) low-stakes situation. And Battle of the Bands is just plain, cheesy, Disney fun! Heartstomper and No Big Deal my beloveds 💗💙💚

Season Three

s3ep7: Spider Sprig/Oliva & Yunan - OAY. Hoooooo boy. I can not even BEGIN to imagine what it must've been like to watch this live but I hadn't gotten caught up to the release dates until the Christmas special lmao. Emotional Damage The Episode Part Three 👁 (part two was s2's finale, naturally). Everyone in this episode is having a Bad Time. Spider Sprig is. Not a favorite. Sorry.

s3ep11: Commander Anne/Sprivy - Commander Anne is a really neat exploration of Anne and Sasha's relationship as they navigate how to repair some things and also like. Lead the rest of their group without falling apart at the seams. Also the source of a certain meme, thanks to Sasha's gayass blushing 💗 Sprivy is,,, okay? I MUCH prefer the first half of this episode, though.

s3ep17: All In - This episode has everything. Heartwrenching quotes from the protagonists. Mass destruction of property. Kpop. Rupaul (unfortunately). The Photograph. The girls fighting ⚔️ (part ???). Very very fun. I'd also put The Hardest Thing in here but that would be breaking my little self-imposed rules so

#this took me approximately 30 million years so sorry about that!!! in my defense. i love this show so much #also some of the episodes i included are not all that important to the plot and some of the ones i left out are VERY important to the plot #but! these are just my personal favorites - ones i really truly enjoy watching and rewatching 🥰🥰🥰 #thanks for the ask ori!!!! hope you're doing well 💜 #asks #dragonofthewind #cartoons #amphibia

[phoenix-rising29]

bryndin 🥀

Ah! I’m so sorry this took so long to reply to! Tumblr never notified me you sent in an ask 😭

Okay, this one is complicated because I still haven’t decided how the story is going to end, if I go canon or AU, so you’re getting a two part answer!

Canon: Dwalin. Like, no question. That’s his baby girl, his only reminder of his long lost love, his only child. He’d be devastated, like Eomer running towards Eowyn’s body in RotK devastated. Dwalin wouldn’t leave her funeral pyre for 3 days, and only Balin could get him to leave with the promise that Balin would stand watch at her pyre and Ori would take Dwalin to get some food and to his chambers to sleep. But once he woke up, Dwalin would be right back at her pyre for her burial - this time with Balin and Ori at his sides. And once she was entombed, alongside Fili (a high honour but one no less deserving), he’d still be there standing watch. I’m not joking when I say that Dwalin would probably spend a month or two months staying by her side either her pyre or her tomb, but he’d be there. After two months he’d still be devastated, but he’d be trying to return to “normal.” He’d visit Bryndin’s tomb literally every day, first thing in the morning and last thing before bed. And when it finally came time, when he’d outlived every last member of the Company, he’d welcome death with open arms, ready to see his beloved daughter again in the Halls of Mandos.

AU: Fili. This is a hard one because even in an AU where Fili (and possibly Kili and Thorin) lives, but Bryndin dies, it’d be a toss up between Fili and Dwalin, but given how close and how connected Fili and Bryndin become, how they are one half of a whole, how they literally complete each other, it has to be Fili. He wouldn’t be alone, from the moment they find her on the battlefield, Fili and Kili would be with Bryndin, Dwalin, Balin and Thorin joining them once they saw the boys carrying her body. Fili and Dwalin would spend days by her pyre and then her tomb, only being convinced to leave her side by Kili and Balin respectively, but would immediately return to her side. Where Dwalin would return to normal duties and trying to be “normal” again after a few months, Fili would continue to stay by Bryndin’s side. He’d spend months there, and when half a year passed by with Fili continuing to stay by Bryndin’s tomb, becoming nothing but a shell of the dwarf he used to be, it would be Dis who would drag him away from her tomb, Dis who would wash him and make him food and take him for walks, Dis who would tell him about how she struggled to live and cope after her husband and Fili’s father died. And eventually with the help of his dear mother Fili would be able to return to a relatively “normal” life, taking up his duties as Prince of Erebor; but he’d never marry, he’d name Kili his heir when Thorin passes and when it would be time for Fili to pass himself. he’d do so with a smile on his face and the last words Kili would ever hear his older brother say is, “Bryndin, my heart, I’ve missed you.”

Thanks for sending in an ask! I really appreciate it and honestly I loved thinking about Bryndin again.

#darth-caillic #oc: bryndin #asks #answered #oc ask game

[edengrovestable]

The Hototo Herd of Eden Grove

I have been a fan of Jullelin's fantasy horse breed on Deviantart since I remember laying eyes on them. I think their history is lovely and the breed itself is absolutely amazing. Over the last few years, I have managed to acquire some beautiful Hototo horses and want to share them with you. ** All art was created by Jullelin and reposted here for reference to our horses only we do not own the art or the Hototo breed. If you want to inquire about this breed check out Jullelin's profile on Deviantart.** The Stallions EGS Nightstar aka Roh Roh is our dream Hototo and after years of waiting for the right horse to come along, we finally managed to acquire a one-of-a-kind boy. Roh is an extremely rare Oil Hototo stallion. He is also blind and that is most likely why we were drawn to him. He has a calm personality, but much like his pasture mate Firefly, he is very much a one-person horse. He has a strong bond with Josie and Kalten, but mostly with Josie, and really radiates toward her.

Color- Diamond Oil Black w/ deformed stripes Genotype- Oil/Def/ee/aa

EGS Aska Aska one of the Hototo horses purchased from DarkoriamStables on Deviantart. He has become a beloved member of the herd and has a beautiful presence about him. Josie plans on doing some liberty work with him and would love to possibly get him into some dressage and free riding. 

Color- Diamond Multicolor Lilac Purple, Pale Blue, Silver Black w/ Medium Ripple Stripes (Purple Edges) Genotype- MulLilPurPalBlu/Orl/Ee/aa/nZ EGS Voldugur This beautiful stallion has a huge presence and can often be a bit intimidating to handle. He has grown close to Kalten since their personalities are very similar and he is used for Western Pleasure and just casual trail riding.

Color-Diamond Delux Multicolor Red Orange Dapple Grey (Black Base) w/ Medium Original Stripes (Red Edges) Genotype- MulRedOra/OrI/ee/aa/GG EGS Sjel Sjel is a slightly skittish stallion that Josie sees great potential in. Originally bought to be part of the EGS Hototo breeding program, Josie has decided to try him at trick riding and he is currently undergoing desensitizing so he will be a bit more bomb-proof.

Color- Diamond Light Blue Dark Dapple Grey (Black Base) w/ Minimal Original Stripes (Pink Edges) Genoytpe- LigBlu/OrI/Ee/Aa/GG EGS Ragnar This handsome fellow was a purchase from o0o-Phoenix-o0o  on Deviantart and has added his regal presence to the Eden Grove herd.  He has a very calm personality but also tends to be a bit reserved and standoffish until he gets to know you 

Color- Diamond Delux Multicolor Pink, Gold, Silver Blue Roan w/Medium Ripple Stripes (Multicolor Blue, Pale Moss Green Edges) Genotype- DelMulPinGol/RiP/EE/aa/Rr The Mares EGS Viska Viska is an Oil Hototo mare that was purchased to be a breeding partner to Roh ( BECAUSE I LOVE OIL HOTOTOS) She is the newest addition to the stable and Josie is very excited to start her Hototo breeding program with Roh and Viska.  She is a very calm mare with a very kind eye. She is gentle and Josie plans to use her as a lesson horse for some of her more timid riders.

Color- Diamond Oil Dapple Silver Black w/ Deformed Stripes (Black Edges Genotype: OiL/Def/EE/aa/ZZ

 

EGS Malaikat The next mare in the herd is Malaikat. She is a pretty unique-looking horse and is one of my favorite colorations. Almost thought she was a chimera like Rusicuss ( Favorite Gypsy stallion ever ) but she is not. Either way, Josie is very happy with her. This little mare has added a lot of spunk to the herd and has just begun her training as an exhibition horse for  EGS's Ren fair which will be held for the first time in 2024 or 2025.

Color- Diamond Lilac Black Chestnut Tobiano w/ Minimum Original Stripes (Antique White Edges) Genotype- Lilac/rI/Ee/aa/Tn

EGS Hel's Fury  aka Hela Lady Hela commands the attention of all those who watch her. She is used as an exhibition horse and as an ambassador to the Hototo breed. She is also a very sweet mare but can have sudden mood swings if she gets annoyed with something or bored. She is a bit of a handful but knows not to test Josie's patients because they have had words about it and she learned Josie won't let her be overly pushy.

Color- Diamond Delux Cerise Dapple Grey (Chestnut Base) w/ Medium Original Stripes ( Multicolor Pink & White Edges) Genotype- DelCer/OrI/ee/aa/GG EGS Dreka aka little dragon Beautiful Dreka the little dragon... Can't even begin to describe this mare. Josie often finds herself in awe of her amazing coloration. Josie is often intimidated by her presence, not because of her personality but because she is a looker and draws a lot of attention to those around her. Her multi-colored stripes reminded Josie of a little rainbow dragon and happened to be how she got her name.

Color- Diamond Delux Multicolor Blue, Green, Purple Rose Grey w/ Full Original Stripes (Sand Edges) Genotype- DelMulBluGrePur/Ori/Ee/aa/GG EGS Myrkur Stjarna The next mare we have is Stjarnan. She is my only light-type Hototo and one of the few chimeras on at the stable. She is ridden by Kalika Dre in 3-day eventing, mainly dressage but she is a versatile little mare.

Color- Diamond Delux Cobalt Blue Chimera Black Palomino Splash w/ Medium Original Stripes (White Edges) Genotype-DelCobBlu/OrI/AA/EE/CrCr/nSpl + Ee/aa  

EGS þögul hjarta This beautiful girl was bought from cadenz-a on Deviantart. She is another horse that has a beautiful presence. She has graceful movements and really stands out when she is being worked. She is currently being worked for halter classes and liberty

Color-Diamond Multicolored Deep Orange Indigo Midnight Blue Cerise Black w/  Medium Round Stripes (Dodger Blue Edges) Genotype- MulDeeOraIndMidBluCer/RnD/Ee/aa

EGS Norðujós  aka North Another purchase from  DarkoriamStabkes and another cherished edition like all the lovely Hototo horses that have made their way to Eden Grove over the years North is a presence to behold. Just like her namesake, she is awe-inspiring.  

Color- Diamond Delux(green sparkles) Pink, Blue, Dapple Bay w/ Full Original Stripes (Black Edges)  Genotype- DelPinBlu/Orl/EE/AA

EGS Lyn Also bought from DarkoriamStables and is the newest addition to the Eden Grove herd, Lyn is a very beautiful little mare. Josie is still learning about her as well as working out her personality.

Color- Diamond Light Blue Silver Dapple ( Black Base) w/ Medium Original Stripes ( Black Edges)  Genotype- LitBlu/Orl/EE/aa/ZZ

** My Breeding Rules** ( These are my personal stable rules and do not represent the Hototo Breed ) 1. Breeding to all Eden Grove Hototo is open to draft-type horses outside the Hototo breed at this time. 2. Breeding to any Hototo ( Heavy or light ) is open 3. If gifting the offspring of any of my horses please just let me know so I can keep track. My Hototos are special to me and I just want to keep track of their children 4. Roh and Viska (my Oil Hototo) aren't open to public breeding at this time. They are currently part of the Oil Hototo breeding program of Eden Grove and breeding is very, very limited. To inquire about a breeding slot you can message me here or on Deviantart.

[beantothemax]

Therion gives Ori a single apple slice and she immediately starts crying over the whole fact that she is in another continent, misses her brother, has to wait for ages for a safe passage home, and knows no one here and now some guy gave her an apple slice and she's getting emotional over that?

therion giving people apple slices to show he cares about them my beloved. love my fruity boy

theri now constantly has a stockpile of apple slices in his bag in case ori ever needs cheering up

#ori and theri are besties in tgis au and you cannot convince ne otherwise. #asks #sombrerokiwi #captian ori au

[shalomelohim]

Leja Dodi, Lecha Dodi, Kabalat Shabbat, לָכה דֹוִדי de Leonardo Gonçalves 

Une belle chanson toute en douceur.

Le Lekha Dodi (Viens Mon Bien-Aimé) composé à Safed au XVIe siècle par le Rabbi Chlomo Halévy Elkabets est chanté à la tombée de la nuit le vendredi soir pour accueillir la « fiancée Shabbat ».

♥ ♥ ♥

[Refrain] Viens, mon bien-aimé, au-devant de la fiancée, Come, my beloved, before the bride, Lechah dodi likrat kallah לכה דודי לקראת כלה Allons accueillir le Shabbat. Let's go welcome Shabbat. Pnei Shabbat nekabelah פני שבת נקבלה (x4)

« Observe » et « souviens-toi » : c’est en une seule parole, "Observe" and "remember" : it’s in one word, Shamor ve-zachor be-dibur echad שמור וזכור בדבור אחד Que le Seul et l’Unique Dieu nous fit entendre May the One and Only God make us hear Hishmianu E-l hameyuchad השמיענו אל המיחד L’Éternel est Un et son Nom est Un, The Lord is One and His Name is One, Adonai echad ushemo echad יי אחד ושמו אחד A Lui Honneur, Gloire, Louange ! To him honor, glory, praise ! Le-Sheim ul-tiferet ve-li-t'hilah לשם ולתפארת ולתהלה

[Refrain]

A la rencontre de Shabbath empressons-nous, To meet Shabbat let us hurry, Likrat Shabbat lechu ve-nelechah לקראת שבת לכו ונלכה Car il est la source de toute bénédiction. For he is the source of all blessing. Ki hi mekor haberachah כי היא מקור הברכה Consacré dès les temps les plus lointains, Consecrated from the earliest times, Merosh mikedem nesuchah מראש מקדם נסוכה Clôt la Création, mais pensé dès l'origine [par le Créateur]. Closes the Creation, but thought from the beginning [by the Creator]. Sof ma'aseh be-machashavah techilah סוף מעשה במחשבה תחלה

[Refrain]

À droite et à gauche débordera ta joie, Right and left will overflow your joy, Yamin u-smol tifrotzi ימין ושמאל תפרוצי Et le Seigneur tu révéreras. And the Lord will revere you. Ve-et Ado-nai ta'aritzi ואת יי תעריצי Grâce à celui qu'on nomme le fils de Péretz Thanks to the one called the son of Péretz Al yad ish ben Partzi על יד איש בן פרצי Nous nous réjouirons et nous exulterons. We will rejoice and exult. Ve-nismechah ve-nagilah ונשמחה ונגילה

[Refrain]

Sois la bienvenue, toi, couronne de ton Époux, Welcome, you, crown of your Bridegroom, Boi ve-shalom ateret ba'alah בואי בשלום עטרת בעלה Viens, dans la joie et l’allégresse, Come, in joy and gladness, Gam be-simchah u-ve-tzahalah גם בשמחה ובצהלה Au milieu des fidèles du peuple élu, In the midst of the faithful of the chosen people, Toch emunei am segulah תוך אמוני עם סגלה Viens, ma fiancée, viens, ma fiancée ! Come, my bride, come, my fiancée ! Bo-i chalah boi chalah בואי כלה בואי כלה

[Refrain]

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(autres couplets de la chanson non repris ici)

Sanctuaire du Roi, Ville royale, Sanctuary of the King, Royal City, Mikdash melech ir meluchah מקדש מלך עיר מלוכה Debout, relève-toi de tes ruines ! Stand up, rise from your ruins ! Kumi tze'i mitoch ha-hafeichah קומי צאי מתוך ההפכה Trop longtemps tu es demeurée dans la vallée des pleurs. For too long you have remained in the valley of tears. Rav lach shevet be-eimek habacha רב לך שבת בעמק הבכא Mais voici que Lui éprouve pour toi de la compassion. But now He feels compassion for you. Ve-hu yachamol alayich chemlah והוא יחמול עליך חמלה

Secoue la poussière, relève-toi ! Shake the dust, get up ! Hitna'ari me-afar kumi התנערי מעפר קומי Revêts, Mon peuple, les vêtements de ta splendeur ! Cloth, My people, the garments of your splendour ! Liv-shi bigdei tifartech ami לבשי בגדי תפארתך עמי Par le fils de Isaïe, de Bethléhem, By the son of Isaiah, of Bethlehem, Al yad ben Yishai beit ha-lachmi על יד בן ישי בית הלחמי Mon âme voit s'approcher d'elle le salut. My soul sees salvation approaching her. Korvah el nafshi ge-alah קרבה אל נפשי גאלה

Réveille-toi, réveille-toi ! Wake up, wake up ! Hitoreri hitoreri התעוררי התעוררי Car ta lumière est venue ! Lève-toi, resplendis ! For your light has come ! Arise, resplendi ! Ki va oreich kumi ori כי בא אורך קומי אורי Dresse-toi, dresse-toi, entonne un cantique ! Stand, stand, sing a hymn ! Uri uri shir dabeiri עורי עורי שיר דברי Car la gloire de l’Éternel resplendit sur toi. For the glory of the Lord shines upon you. Kevod Ado-nai alayich niglah כבוד יי עליך נגלה

Ne sois plus humiliée, et ne sois plus méprisée ! Be no more humiliated, and no longer be despised ! Lo teevoshi ve-lo tikalmi לא תבושי ולא תכלמי Pourquoi soupirer, pourquoi gémir ? Why sigh, why moan ? Mah tishtochachi u-mah tehemi מה תשתוחחי ומה תהמי Chez toi les pauvres de mon peuple trouveront refuge, In you the poor of my people will find refuge, Bach yechesu aniyei ami בך יחסו עניי עמי Et voici que la Ville sur ses ruines sera rebâtie. And now the city on its ruins will be rebuilt. Ve-nivnetah ir al tilah ונבנתה עיר על תלה

Et tes ennemis à leur tour seront foulés aux pieds, And your enemies in their turn will be trampled underfoot, Ve-hayu limshisah shosayich והיו למשסה שאסיך Tous tes oppresseurs seront chassés. All your oppressors will be cast out. Ve-rachaku kol mevalayich ורחקו כל מבלעיך Ton Dieu Se réjouira enfin de toi, Your God will finally rejoice in you, Yasis alayich E-lohayich ישיש עליך אלהיך Comme le fiancé de sa fiancée. Like his fiancé's fiancée. Kimsos chatan al kalah כמשוש חתן על כלה

[i-did-not-mean-to]

S&D Drabbles

Let's start with the actual drabbles.

(Yes, there will be 4 posts...I am endlessly sorry...)

For @sortumavaara

🐙 Fire Touch - Smith - G

🐙 Beloved companion - Seasponge - T

🐙 Tag, you're it - Anairë & Nerdanel - T

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @maglor-my-beloved

🐙 Hush now, don't say a word... - Fëanor/Nerdanel/Rúmil - T

🐙 Her feet never touch the ground... - Celegorm/Lúthien - T

🐙 A good time - Gil-Galad - M

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For Lferion

🐙 Stubborn light, immortal hope - Nerdanel & sons - G

🐙 A new star on the horizon - Finarfin & Indis - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @goschatewabn

🐙The best boy - Celegorm & Huan - G

🐙 A stable relationship - Rochallor & Asfaloth - G

🐙 Spill the tea... - Fëanor & Indis - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @kayleearafinwiel

🐙Uin's Delivery Service - Uin - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @scyllas-revenge

🐙 Fly you fools - Éomer & winged horses - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @welcomingdisaster

🐙 Motherhood - Indis/Míriel -G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @thedaughterofshadows

🐙 B-Art - Aulë & Mahtan - G

🐙 I know you... - Irmo & Námo - G

🐙 Would you be proud? - Maeglin & Rog - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @mulasawala

🐙 Very small heroes - Bagginshield - G

🐙 Shared Warmth - Bagginshield - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @maglorslostsilmaril

🐙 The things we do for love... - Erestor & Children of Elrond - G

🐙 Sanctuary - Tar-Ancalimê - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @mirkwood-hr-department

🐙 A brief glimpse - Fox - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For Anne Wolfe

🐙 Sunset - Gildor - G

🐙 I've got your nose - Amrod & Amras - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @searchingforserendipity25

🐙 Regrets - Daeron/Lúthien - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @elanna-elrondiel

🐙 In vino veritas? - Huan & Celegorm & Aredhel - G

🐙 Let me go - Aredhel/Eöl - T

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @ridiculoussquid

🐙 Leap of faith - Ori - G

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @cclumsyart

🐙 Forget me not - Melkor & Nienna - T

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @ruiniel

🐙 Forget... - Glaurung & Niennor - M

🐙 Freedames - Míriel/Indis - T

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @solmarillion

🐙 If I could hold you one more time - Daeron/Maglor - T

🐙 Wet - Silvergifting - M

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @niasfanspace

🐙 The world wide web - Ungoliant - T

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @the-red-butterfly

🐙 My last breath is for you - Oropher & Thranduil - T

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For @the-girl-with-the-algebra-book

🐙The Fallen Maia - Balrog - M

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

For Ibissal

🐙 Harvest Moon - Celebrimbor/Narvi- M

Please keep in mind that I might have tagged the rating completely incorrectly. Heed the tags on every fic

@fall-for-tolkien

#og post #scribbles & drabbles 2023 #S&D 2023 #Masterlist #Drabbles #100 word fics #1/4 #So much gen...I wonder if I put this correctly

[kimberlyannharts]

a preview for Power Rangers Universe #1 has released!  Man, it’s been a while since i’ve done one of these for a releasing issue.  and i have absolutely no idea what to expect from......ANYTHING in this book!  so let’s dive in and be surprised at the first look of what’s in store...

- okay i made fun of Morphinaut for being White Boy Phantom Ranger but....yeah let’s be honest, they’re sexy.  those gold accents mmmmmmm

- seems like they’re working on something with the Master Arch?  with someone named Chendil?  i gotta start paying attention to names now

- “CHENDIL I’M TAKING THE SICKEST VACATION PICS RN”

- Centaurworld (2021)

- right down to the triangle-shaped portals

- three pages in and Morphinaut’s heroically sacrificing themself.  i think that’s a record

- ORIIIIII ORI ORI ORI MY BELOVED

- so okay if Ori is the first ranger we meet that does slightly explain why they would talk about them beyond the cynical “we want to show off our non-binary character to hype up sales” thing

- okay so i was right, Ori’s a tech person.  along with the blue hair you can literally say they’re the BLUEPRINT for blue rangers.  am i right ladies?????? [i am hit with rotten fruit]

#text #mmpr comic #mmpr comic spoilers #long post #comic recap #PRU 1

[i-can-even-burn-salad]

For the video game asks!

14. Favorite game music?

45. How are you at Mario Kart?

58. If you can only play 3 games for the rest of your life, which ones do you pick?

Thank youuu <3 From this list.

14. Favorite game music?

Oh, that’s a hard decision. Funny enough, I think it’s from games I don’t actually play? While I very much like the music of Jeremy Soule (Guild Wars and Elder Scrolls my beloved), the soundtracks I listen to most often are:

Degrees of Separation

Love the music, heard the game is buggy at best, so I didn’t buy it. I don’t like platformers very much in the first place...

Aer - Memories of Old

This game I actually played and 100% finished! It was beautiful, and sad, and I spent another hour just flying around. 10/10 would recommend, I believe it goes on sale under 1$/€ occasionally.

Age of Wonders - Shadow Magic

I don’t think I ever played that game. Always loved the music. I’m not even sure where I got it from, might actually have grabbed it from the game DVD.

Octopath Traveler

Fell in love with the soundtrack, don’t own the game.

At work when youtubing around, I often come across Ori and the Blind Forest and Pillars of Eternity as well.

45. How are you at Mario Kart?

Let’s talk about something else, ok?

58. If you can only play 3 games for the rest of your life, which ones do you pick?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

1. Definitely Oblivion. Is it the best Elder Scrolls? Probably not. Is it the most stable one? Absolutely not. Does it have the best mods? Also not. But oh boy do I love this game to death.

2. Might actually throw some Pokemon rom hack on there. Currently the only finished one that fills my need is Unbound, though I do have high hopes for Gaia 4.0 and Saffron. I like Pokemon very much, and unlike retail games, I could actually catch them all, breed them how I want, backup my saves etc. I’m not permanently playing Oblivion, but I do enjoy the occasional nostalgic breeding spree.

3. Here’s where it gets hard. I absolutely loved Pillars of Eternity, but how much replay value does it have for the rest of my life (assuming I don’t drown in a puddle of mud next week). I love Fallout 3, but the engine is very similar to Oblivion and I feel like I a) should stick to fantasy because I like that more and b) would TTW count as one game? :p I always dreamed of a full Baldur’s Gate Trilogy install, but it’s not like my top 3, you know?

So I feel for my sanity (or what’s left of it) I would probably pick Starbound. Between sandbox building, easy mods, a plant race (!!) and just digging down to the core of a planet, looking for diamonds, that can kill a lot of time.

(4. I feel Guild Wars 2 would be a bit of cheating. Like, I’d have to assume it exists for the rest of my life, and while I can imagine single player games working however you want, servers will go down eventually. Otherwise a constantly updated game of that size would be an easy pick.)

#salad-ask #whump-in-the-moonlight #oops look at that answer length someone said games

[lilxberry]

His Snowdrop - Fili

Warnings: Fluff. Injury. Violence. Mentions of blood. Pregnancy. Sweet ol’ Fili. That’s pretty much it, I’m sure.

Words: 3,201

Pairings: Fili x Reader (wife!reader) (pregnant!reader)

(A/N: Reader is mute but there is dialog between you and the others during the flashback.)

Amrâlimê = My love

_______________

“Hello, my little snowdrop.”

You looked up at the use of the nickname your husband had taken to calling you ever since before you two had begun courting each other. You smiled towards Fili and set your book aside gently, raising from your position from atop the sill of the window. With no spoken words, you advanced towards your husband and laid a gentle kiss upon his cheek covered in golden hair.

As you pulled back, Fili had quickly turned his face to plant a chaste kiss to your soft, plumps lips, causing a blush to rise up your neck and adorn your cheeks. He smiled triumphantly, knowing he can still make his wife flush with a shy red after so long of marriage.

“I hope you have been well whilst I did my duties for Erebor.” He took your hand in his considerably larger one, gently running his thumb across the bare knuckles within his tender grasp. You simply nodded whilst continuing to beam up towards your love which he mirrored.

It had been no more than 5 years since the battle of the five armies and the reclaiming of The Lonely Mountain, rightful home of the exiled dwarves. You had been amongst Oakenshields’ company, finally meeting many dwarves first at the home of Bilbo. That was where you had first met Fili, one of the two young nephews of Thorin, heirs to the throne.

You had gotten along quite well with all within the company. You and Ori had a fair similar interest with art, an interest in healing you shared with Oin. Bofur and Bombur had shared your equal love of food, your skill in the hunt had bode well with Bifur. Your fearlessness and bravery along with the ability to wield your weapons well had landed you in good graces with all, especially Thorin, Dwalin and Gloin. Dori and Nori had valued your compassion, especially that towards the young one Ori. Your sense of humour and like for jesting had greatly bonded you with both Kili and Fili, the older of the young princes’ especially.

Both Bilbo and Gandalf had said they had liked you for you, no particular trait in mind. But they were not the only to like you for more than a specific trait.

All of that listed and more had drawn Fili to you, including that of beauty, but all he truly knew was that of knowing you were his One. You had began courting after a short while along your journey, Thorin, although you feared the worse, had simply agreed and spoke that you were possibly the only one fit for his nephew. You had smiled at the high standard he had viewed you at and celebrated internally before you and Fili had gathered everyone to tell of your courting.

He had braided your hair and you his after conversation and a hearty meal, clasping the braid in traditional, metallic courting beads and not far off, had wed during the companies’ travels, neither of you wanting to wait any longer to truly call each other theirs and theirs alone.

You smiled, simply remembering the simple and joyous times in-between the hardships you faced along the way to the mountain. Fili noted the smile that accompanied your usual reminiscing and stared down at you with a loving gaze. “Remember when Bombur had eaten most of the food whilst our ceremony had gone on?”

You released a silent giggle, eyes creasing at the corner as your smile widened. He somehow always knew what thoughts you were thinking. You sighed, albeit mute, as you raised your hand and caressed his cheek, running your thumb gently across the hairline of his beard.

He leant into your hand as you continued to show affection towards him. Although you had many a happy memory from your journey home, one lingered constantly within your mind which saddened you greatly, one that had taken the ability to voice your love for Fili and your appreciation for your friends away.

--- flashback ---

You walked alongside the rest of your company; hand clasped in Fili’s own tightly, slowly but surely making progress towards Erebor.

Fili had gazed down at you as you all walked, a leisurely pace, listening to the background chatter of the other dwarves. You felt his eyes upon you and the corners of your mouth upturned the slightest. “And what is it you are looking at?”

He chuckled as he heard your playful and teasing tone, but he could not bring himself to return it as he found no humour in his overbearing amount of love for you. “Just my beautiful wife.”

You clicked your tongue turned your head towards him. “I hope you’re enjoying the view greatly then.”

Kili surpassed you both whilst he heaved jokingly. “Will you too stop your soppy exchanges?! I’m gonna vomit.” Kili turned to face you both as he continued to walk backwards, a cheeky smirk across his face. “I never thought marriage would make you such a sap, brother.”

“Would you leave the pair alone boy?” Balin spoke from near the front of the group, a tinge of annoyance evident within his voice. You giggled at the elder dwarfs’ scolding of the young prince.

“Thank you, Master Balin.” You conveyed your gratitude of his stepping in.

He sent you a smile over his shoulder. “No problem lass. I think it’s wonderful that yet another good thing to come of this journey.”

You turned to smile at Fili, who you found to be already looking at you with a smile etched across his handsome face. You opened your mouth to speak but was quickly cut off by the loud patter of the Wargs’ paws at the treeline behind.

You all quickly turned to see a pack of orcs, Bolg amongst them. Slight panic overtook the group at the sight. “Run you fools!” Gandalf yelled at the group before you all took off at a speed you’d never think possible for a group of dwarves, a hobbit, an old wizard and yourself.

You heard the loud roar of Bolgs’ anger before the pounding of Wargs’ feet slam against the ground below, gradually getting louder the closer they came. They chased and chased until you ran out of room to run. You had run yourself into nothing but a closed off area with no escape in sight.

Fili had pushed you behind him as the orcs formed a semi-circle in front of the group, boxing you all in. You knew Fili would never diminish your ability to fight and this was purely out of instinct to protect his beloved. The orcs closed in, Bolg had a horrid smirk across his hideous face.

Bolg and the others dismounted their Wargs and slowly proceeded towards the group. Soon, swords, battle axes and blades clashed against each other as the fight had started almost instantaneously. You were fairing quite well by your own, already taking down orcs three times the size of you.

Bolg had noticed that you stood a bit away from the others and took advantage of your lack of surrounding allies. He quickly appeared behind your form and gripped a fistful of your hair into his large, cold hand, narrowly avoiding your courting braid and brought a large orc blade against your throat, it already digging ever so slightly into your skin, causing the smallest amount of blood to trickle from the tiniest of cuts.

The others had noticed fairly quickly, fear for you had washed over them. “Y/N!” Fili spoke. Only two emotions were painfully clear as you gazed at your husband, fear and anger. Your own weapon had dropped a distance from your body as Bolg forced you to your knees in front of his, wincing as your knees hit the hard floor below you harshly.

“Let her go!” Thorin had shouted, anger oozing from him, so much so, it nearly matched that of Fili’s but Bolg had only laughed at Thorins feeble attempt, digging the blade further into your skin.

The shine of your blade had caught your eye and you looked at it from the edge of your peripheral vision. You looked back towards the group who were switching their gaze between you and Bolg, noting that the orcs attention was focused solely on the group who stood before the both of you.

You returned your gaze back towards your blade as your arm ever so slowly reached out to your right towards the hilt of your weapon, cautious of your movements. You quickly glanced towards Fili and Kili, knowing that their eyes had settled on you alone, no alternating between you and the hideous creature behind.

Fili and Kili both shook their heads subtly but all you could do was give them a look to tell them that it was okay. You tried to get across to them that you wanted them to keep the Bolg and the orcs attention away from you as you act out your plan.

They nodded after a moment of hesitation to show they had understood and had begun to indulge Bolg in a heated back and forth argument, meaning you could continue to inch closer to the blade.

Once you were certain you were mere millimetres away from the hilt, you quickly grasped it and brought the blade towards your hair, swiftly cutting it and freeing you from Bolgs’ grip. But may have been in vain as your body twisted, forcing the blade to drag across your neck, cutting deep. You quickly clasped your hand over the large wound and swung your sword once more, slashing open Bolgs’ abdomen, eliciting a pained scream to erupt from his throat.

You quickly fell to the floor, black spots already clouding your vision as the blood rushed from your throat as fast as the white waves the rapids. Fili had yelled out your name as he hastily rushed to your side as the others had pushed forward, forcing the orcs to retreat, dragging a screaming Bolg with them.

Once sure they had left, the others had also quickly come to your aid, Oin pushing past the group to reach your side to evaluate your wounds. He ordered Fili to apply pressure on to the large, deep wound as he prepared something to block the bloods exit point and cause a clot of some sorts to slow the loss of blood.

A deep crimson red quickly engulfed Fili’s trembling hands as your head hung back, body limp and almost lifeless. “Y/N!! Stay with me, amrâlimê, stay awake!!” He pleaded with you, terrified. He felt his heart break ever second your eyes stayed closed.

Gandalf had retrieved a horse seemingly from nowhere and sat upon it. “Quickly! Hand her here!” He spoke, words rushed out towards the group. After Oin had quickly wrapped your neck the best he could, they hoisted you up atop the horse and into Gandalf’s arms. As soon as Gandalf deemed he had a secure grip on you, he rode off. “Head West and you shall find us.” He shouted as he rode away.

And with that, they began their trek West, making their way to wherever you may be as quickly as they possibly could. All Fili and the others could elf was hope and pray that you would be okay as they closed in on where you had been taken.

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You had awoken and all you knew is that the light be too harsh and your throat hurt immensely. You squinted as the light pained your eyes and turned your head to your left where you had noticed your husband where he slouched over, hand grasping yours, head resting upon the bedding beside you.

You tried to make a sound, but nothing but pain erupted. It had made you scream out but once again, not a single sound was made and pain erupted throughout your being, causing you to clench your fists tightly in the hopes of elevating your pain which had caused Fili to shoot up from his hunched over position. “Y/N, what’s wrong?!” Fili asked worriedly as he looked down at you.

All you could muster was a shake of your head as tears cascaded down your face. Fili had called out for help as loud as he could whilst he gazed at you concerned. A few of the company and an unknown person had hurriedly crammed themselves through the door and into the room all the while you continued to screw your eyes shut tightly and sob in a silent manner.

“What’s wrong with her? What’s wrong with my wife?!” He looked up at the man who stood before him examining his wife.

The man had sighed as Kili laid a comforting hand upon his brothers’ shoulder, though it went unnoticed by the panicked prince. “It appears the damage to her throat and vocal cords cause her pain as she tries to make even the slightest of sounds. I fear the damage that had been done by the blade, though fortunately not fatal, may run too deep for her to utter a spoken word again.”

Those who stood near the door had finally entered and joined the others within the room with solemn expressions. Upon hearing this, you willed your own eyes to open and you finally gazed upon the man that was currently unknown to you through watery eyes, your vision blurred from the pain and fresh tears that continuously threaten to spill.

Thorin had quickly exchanged a look with the grey wizard, soon turning to head towards the door, not before sending you a small smile that was riddled with guilt and a pat to his nephews’ shoulder sympathetically who had a look of sadness yet brute determination across his face.

The others had followed Thorins’ example, all giving their own form of comfort towards their companions, thought none dared speak. In time, the room had been vacated by all except the wedded pair. You stared blankly ahead of you, now void of tears left to cry for the time being, all the while Fili had taken a seat atop the bed beside you, slowly and gently cradling your hand in his.

“Amrâlimê, my snowdrop, please look at me.” He whispers as softly as a summer nights breeze, afraid that even speaking at this volume may cause you sadness.

You slowly turned your gaze towards your husband, anguish shone deeply within your (E/C) orbs. He moved himself closer, laying his forehead to rest against yours. “I love you, your voice does not change that in the slightest. I will be your voice, forever ‘til the day I perish. I know this will truly be heart breaking for you and that you may feel sadness through the loss of your voice, but your voice had never truly made you who you are. What’s inside here,” he pointed towards your chest which your heart lay underneath, “is what made you, you.”

You teared up at his loving speech and words of encouragement. You could do nothing more than lean into his embrace further as stray tears slipped from your tear ducts. Fili cradled your head tenderly to his chest, combing his large fingers through your now short hair expect one section where your braid dangled.

He ran his finger and thumb over the braiding and across the bead and smiled. “I must admit, I’m eternally grateful that your braid remains.” You smiled and nuzzled yourself further into his warm and loving embrace. “I love you, snowdrop.”

You thought for a moment before tapping at the left side of his chest where his heart rests and tapped lightly three times, hoping that he would understand that you responded, desperately trying to relay those three words back to him.

He looked down at you and smiled, tapping your own chest the three times before settling further back into the bed, laying your head to rest upon his chest. He pressed a kiss atop the crown of your head and closed his eyes.

Only now he felt he could finally breath, releasing a long sign. He knew that you were going to be okay and he thanked the Gods with his whole being and more for allowing him to have you in his arms, alive and well.

--- end of flashback ---

You smiled sadly as your head had lowered, placing one hand over your large, faded scar and the other hand on to your husbands chest. Once more, as if he knew what had been playing running through your mind, he lifted your chin and placed a chaste yet passionate kiss upon your lips. “I love you, snowdrop.” He spoke as he tapped your chest three times with his large pointer finger.

You beamed up at Fili, a wide smile that he instantly mirrored as he recognised your spirit lifting. You tapped his chest four times and the look of confusion that had spread across Fili’s face had been comical enough to elicit a silent giggle from you, shoulders bouncing up and down slightly.

“What does the fourth one mean, amrâlimê?” You mouthed a singular word, ‘more’, and grinned cheekily up at Fili. He laughed boisterously as he gathered you in his arms, raising you slightly from the floor. “You never cease to surprise me, my snowdrop.”

At this, your grin could only widen as you turn to retrieve a tiny piece of folded parchment you had written on and hidden between the pages. You faced your husband once again as you held out the piece for him to take. He attentively does so and unfolds it with caution.

He read over the 3 simple words that lay along the centre of the paper and he froze, wide eyed. You swore he had stopped breathing for a moment. ‘I’m with child.’ The initial shock had worn off fairly quickly and his head snapped up towards you, a small smile playing upon his lips. “Are you sure amrâlimê?”

You nodded ferociously and he grinned as he surges forward and crashes his lips against yours, smiling entirely throughout. He pulled back and cupped your face between his hands. “We must tell everyone immediately.” He was just as excited as a child witnessing the first fall of snow during the season of winter.

He engulfed your hand into his own and pulled you hastily through the halls as he repeated the loud and joyful announcement of you bearing his kin. All you could do is smile as your husband trapsed around gleefully and prideful. You shook your head adoringly at your husbands’ antics.

As everyone congratulated the young prince and his wife, you, Fili could only sigh just like he had when he comforted you after the initial loss of your voice, although, now happy not just for you live but for you live happily, carrying his son or daughter.

His family was only to expand more and more, and he couldn’t be more ecstatic from the thought. For now, all he could do was support you the best way he can during your long pregnancy and the years that follow, for he lives solely for you, his family, his amrâlimê, his snowdrop.

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I don’t know what it is but I’ve just recently been in the mood for LOTR/The Hobbit stuff

Especially Fili, I feel like he’s kinda overshadowed by Kili (who I love, don’t get me wrong)

I really enjoyed writing this so I hope you enjoy reading this just much

As always, constructive criticism and requests are welcomed and greatly appreciated :D

#fili #fili x #fili x reader #fili x y/n #x reader #x wife!reader #x pregnant!reader #fili x wife!reader #fili x pregnant!reader #x pregnant!wife!reader #x female reader #x fem reader #x female!reader #the hobbit #the hobbit fic #the hobbit fanfic #the hobbit fanfiction #fili oneshot #the hobbit oneshot #fluff #angst #x mute!reader

[rodneymckays]

stargate episodes that should have been, part 40: cam episode! let my boy fly a 302. i would imagine that after antarctica he’d be at least a little bit nervous to get inside a 302 again yet in… i think “ethon” is the first time we see him in a 302? he’s fine there (and then the prometheus got blown up like damn stop making cam have bad days in 302s). so, sg-1 is on the prometheus checking out a technologically advanced world that has fallen to the ori. (not a world we’ve seen before because i don’t want the sad.) the sgc has heard rumors from their allies that the world is building a fleet to support the ori, but have only recently started construction. the prometheus discovers a large space construction facility (that is itself still under construction) with several ships at or near completion, but they are attacked before they can decide what to do with this intelligence. their hyperdrive is damaged, as are their main weapons, so their only choice is to turn away from the planet and run their normal engines as fast as they’ll go. they are, of course, pursued by the few completed ships the planet has. but, since most of the ships under construction are almost finished, they’ll soon face a lot more forces than their shields can handle and they don’t think the hyperdrive will be repaired by then. colonel pendergast has an idea! send the f-302s in to destroy the construction facility. because it’s still under construction itself, some of the connections between parts of the structure are weak, and should be easily destroyed. colonel pendergast looks at cam. cam looks at colonel pendergast. teal’c steps in and volunteers to lead the 302s, which has the unintended effect of making cam have to lead the 302s even though he’s kinda terrified. but hey, at least you can’t crash in space! unless you crash into the construction facility. or all the way down to the planet. but you’re much more likely to suffocate. which is also not very fun, probably, but at least cam doesn’t know that for sure, from experience. then we get a cool space battle sequence with cam leading the f-302s and teal’c as his wingman. (sam is busy trying to repair the prometheus so she cannot be flying a 302 right now.) the sequence is intercut with more flashbacks to antarctica because love me some flashbacks to antarctica. the climactic moment of the space battle has cam and teal’c flying inside the structure in a way that it’s obvious that they just copied the space battle from star wars: return of the jedi, except for the explosion itself they do the explosion from a new hope (because in “fallen” they did the space battle bit from a new hope and the explosion from return of the jedi), and we get a flashback of cam actually crashing, and then in the now… cam doesn’t crash. and the construction facility explodes! and what debris is left falls towards the planet! and sam got the prometheus’s weapons online so they can destroy the ships pursuing them (featuring captain marks my beloved)! and then it becomes my favorite episode of stargate of all time

uhhhhh can we get a hell yeah for what is probably the coolest space battle to exist in the stargate universe ever??

also teal'c making cam brave enough to get back in a 302 cockpit and being cam's wingman :') the best!!!!

#i love how u wrote all the things that could go wrong in the 302 #very much sounded like cam's internal dialogue #and #u kno how i feel about antarctica flashbacks!!! i love that u brought that back!! #ooh ooh and the music would swell as its revealed that cam and teal'c are unscathed and the facility explodes #EPIC #it's what he deserves!! #cam mitchell #sg1 #asks

[darthstitch]

Say Something

(Or I finally grab my ailing old laptop and decide to write a longer version of the prompt: “Thorin keeps telling Bilbo how much he adores him in Khuzdul and Bilbo does’t know”)

1.  Dwalin has had a long time to get used to Durin-caused bullshit.  

Yes, he’s aware he’s ALSO a Durin.  But his Amad was descended from the ruling family of the Broadbeams and he likes to think that he and Balin got the common sense and intelligence that ancient Dwarrow house was known for.  Because Mahal only knew that the Durins didn’t have it.  At all.  

Case in point: Thorin falling furry arse over boots for that Hobbit.  

So all right, Thorin showed uncommon good sense in that respect.  Bilbo Baggins was a fine cook and the cookies would make any intelligent, self-respecting Dwarf fall on his knees and propose marriage on the spot.  

(Okay, Dwalin didn’t, but that was because he took one look at his King and the Hobbit and just knew....) 

But did Thorin have to go about the whole business like a complete clotpole?

Hence:  

“Mahal’s balls, Thorin, REALLY?” So all right, he was sorry that he’d spewed ale all over poor Kili but the lad should really be better at ducking at dodging at this point.  

Thorin’s suspiciously red ears were the real answer but his King had to snarl, “Shut it, Dwalin!” 

There had been an argument.  Something something Elrond, pointy-ears, not trusting them, better manners.... whatever.  Master Baggins was apparently not the meek and mild little creature they had all taken him for and it was quite amusing to watch the wee one stand up to their grumpy stormcloud King.  

Who apparently found it appropriate to blurt out, in Khuzdul:  “Why are you so confoundedly irritatingly ridiculously ADORABLE, Hobbit?!!” 

Master Baggins had no idea what was actually being said, but the Hobbit simply assumed, based from the surly tone, that Thorin was being Disagreeable and Rude.  So he simply put his nose up in the air and responded with:  “Bless and confound you too, Master Dwarf!”  Then followed this up with a magnificently dramatic exit.  

He did not see Thorin turn all the way red, nor the way Dwalin reached out to grab him by his collar because his royal Durin cousin was suddenly wobbly at the knees.  Look, Thorin was an idiot, but he was still Dwalin’s king AND idiot.  Durin-caused bullshit, right?

Also, Bilbo did not see or hear Fili grumpily handing a bag of coins to Kili. 

All Kili  said in response was:  “Told you so, Fee. Absolute goober.” 

2.   About that bet - Fili and Kili were not stupid.  

Yes, they were young.  And occasionally made some silly decisions.  But that came with the territory and a little silliness added some fun and excitement to one’s life.  

But yes, the brothers both observed their uncle falling for their Hobbit.  

The nature of the bet was HOW Thorin would go about wooing the Hobbit. 

Fili was of the opinion that Thorin would behave in a manner befitting his status as a King and of the House of Durin.  In short, Thorin Oakenshield would be every brooding, swoon-worthy, romantic hero in those Dwarrow romances that their Amad adored and that Fili claimed he never read (nope nope nope - never - what are you talking about).

Kili knew better.  He knew his Uncle Thorin would be a complete and utter walnut.  A total goober over their Hobbit. 

And yes, Bilbo had become “their” Hobbit in very short order.  The sons of Dis knew how to recognize a true treasure when they found it.   So it was easy for them to adopt Bilbo Baggins as part of their family and had no problem telling him so. 

Bilbo’s smile, the hugs he bestowed on “you dear, dear lads” and the extra portions of stew with mushrooms that they got for dinner that night, confirmed that it was the right decision.  Also, who knew that mushrooms could be so amazingly delicious? 

Bilbo giggled, “I’ll make hobbits of you lads yet.  Or since you’re still dwarves, hmm... maybe dwobbits would be better?”

“Dwobbits?!!” was the exclamation of nearly every member of the company. Because of course they were listening in, the nosy buggers.  

“Dwobbits,” Ori said thoughtfully.  “Has a nice ring to it.”  And of course, this immediately went into his journal. 

“Dwobbits... that would explain much about the Line of Durin,” Balin mused.  He twinkled at Thorin, whose ears were once again, that tell-tale shade of red.  The erstwhile King of Erebor looked rather gobsmacked, as a matter of fact.  “It has been said that Durin’s beloved was not a Dwarf...” 

“Maybe all that hair that should’ve been on your face has gone to your feet, Kili, let me check...” 

“Oi! Leave off, Fili!”

“If Mahal and Yavanna would bless us with dwobbits, I would pray that they would all have your beautiful curly hair and your adorable, kissable nose...” Thorin muttered absently in Khuzdul, not seeing the collective facepalming and coin-purse exchanging of the Dwarves close enough to hear him.  

Bilbo, not understanding of course, frowned at Thorin, even as he absently separated the squabbling boys, gently cuffing them by the ears.  “It’s a bit rude to be nattering about in a language one can’t understand.”

“No, Master Hobbit, I’m simply coming up with some suitable way to explain to my sister how I’ve finally tricked some poor unsuspecting soul into adopting this pair of scamps.” 

“Oi!”

Bilbo calmly handed Thorin his own stew - with a generous helping of mushrooms - and said, “I’m sure you’ll manage, Your Dwobbit Majesty.”  

Bilbo was going to learn Khuzdul eventually.  In fact, he was fairly sure that “Irak’Adadith” meant “Hobbit.”  Yavanna knew that Kili and Fili used the word to refer to him often enough.  

Also, he was quite proud that he DID get all three royal Durins to enjoy mushrooms.  

3.  Nori and Gloin were sensible Dwarves and thus, they mostly contented themselves by running the various betting pools that had sprung up over the romance (yes, Mahal damn it, it WAS a romance and an EPIC one at that) of their King and Hobbit.  

Hilariously, it was Bifur who kept winning most of the bets.  It was almost as if the axe in his head granted him some sort of seer-related powers, enough to rival even Oin’s.  

And yes, Oin was Gloin’s secret weapon as the canny old healer employed his gifts of selective hearing to gather all the needed information.  

“Thorin Oakenshield, WHAT did you just call me?  Bunnanunê? If that means ‘halfling’ - might I remind you, I am a HOBBIT and NOT half of anything, you confounded Dwarf!”

“My tiny treasure, eh?” Oin muttered.  “He’s getting creative with the endearments.”

“Reminds me of my darling mizim and how I wooed her...” Gloin mused. 

“Gloin, EVERYTHING reminds you of your darling wife,” said Nori. 

“And so what if it does -- !”

Bifur interrupted the argument with a smug grin and a clear request for money.  Yes, he won the bet again.  

4.   At this point, Bofur decided to start making toys for any future royal dwobbits.  Bifur was quite, quite sure that Bilbo and Thorin would end up having a tiny, dark-haired and blue-eyed dwobbit at some point.  Maybe there was something to the stories about Hobbits springing up from cabbage patches.  Maybe Bifur really was developing Seer abilities.  

In any case, “Uncle Bofur” would be happy to spoil any dwobbits with toys, while also aiding and abetting in mischief.   

5.  Look, Bombur did his part in all these shenanigans.  He and Bilbo traded recipes throughout the journey and he was definitely NOT imagining the pink in Bilbo’s cheeks when Bombur gleefully disclosed Thorin’s favorite foods.  

He also wasn’t above nudging the odds favorably when Bilbo invariably came up with something new and delicious that Thorin would enjoy.  And yes, he was right there when Thorin inadvertently blurted out an utterly twitterpated marriage proposal to Bilbo that the Hobbit had mistaken for a “thank you.”  

“You’re welcome,” Bilbo had said with a sunny smile.  He wasn’t quite sure why Dwalin was suddenly at Thorin’s side at that point, but he did give them both second helpings of dinner.  

He did chalk up Dwalin’s hand on Thorin’s collar as some sort of Dwarvish shenanigans (really, Dwalin and Thorin sometimes gave Fili and Kili a run for their money when it came to ridiculous mischief).  

Bombur just beamed as he caught the money bags coming his way.  He was actually second runner up to Bifur when it came to the betting.  

6.  There was an ongoing argument between Dori and Balin.  

Balin was of the opinion that Khuzdul was still their sacred, Mahal-given language, and as such, could not be shared with non-Dwarves.  

Dori was of the opinion that Bilbo was a true Dwarf-friend and for Mahal’s sake, SOMEBODY had to do something regarding the truly pathetic pining of their King over his Hobbit.  Yes, it was romantic and adorable but really!

Somebody had to take Bilbo aside and get him to realize what Thorin was really saying, so that their poor king could be put out of his misery.  

And anyway, the Consort-to-Be of the King Under the Mountain should really learn Khuzdul.  

Of course, Balin was merely stalling, because he loved a good argument and he was storing up all these wonderful, wonderful points because he was a good adviser and wanted to aid Thorin in giving any old, conservative, useless, greedy nobles collective apoplexy.  

He also knew that he could count on Dori in throwing any potential threats to Bilbo off the Mountain.  

7.  All right, Ori had enough of this insanity.  

Really, he was as avid a Storyteller as Bilbo was and he simply couldn’t end this tale of fighting dragons, regaining Erebor, tricking woodland Elves etc. etc. with:  “And our King Under the Mountain was a complete and utter walnut who let his Hobbit go back to his Shire without ever letting him know how much he was loved.  The End.”  

Yeah, nope!

So Ori waited and watched for his opportunity and Mahal deigned to bless his efforts.  

They were all currently engaged in the tedious work that scribes and historians generally left out of the tales, but were still important in rebuilding Erebor.  The scene was thus - Ori and Bilbo and Thorin Oakenshield and a pile of paperwork that needed to be worked on.   

It was most peculiar how Bilbo turned pink as he watched Thorin Oakenshield pull out a pair of spectacles from his pocket and put them on.  

“Is there something on my face, ghivashel?”

Oh.  OH.  

“Well, yes, there is.  Something.  On your face.”  Bilbo flailed.  

“Surely you’ve seen glasses before, amrâlimê,” Thorin teased.  

“It is STILL not polite that you keep calling me all these absurd things that you refuse to translate,” Bilbo retorted.  

And at that point, Ori was absolutely DONE.  “I think I would like a pot of tea.  Bilbo?”  

Bilbo eagerly took the offered “out” and all but pulled Ori out of the room, both of them ignoring Thorin, who was definitely not pouting.  Bilbo did assure the King Under the Mountain that he and Ori would return with tea for him as well.  The not-pout was erased with a brilliant smile.  Bilbo waved weakly at him even as it was Ori’s turn to drag him away.  

As soon as they were safely out of earshot, Bilbo slumped against Ori.  “Glasses, Ori.  GLASSES.”

“I know, Bilbo.” 

“How does he still look so MAJESTIC and HANDSOME in GLASSES?  This is most unnecessary, Ori.  This is RIDICULOUS.  And why am I telling you all this?  I’ve gone and lost my mind, that’s it.  Mad Baggins, Mad Bilbo Baggins...” 

“There, there, Bilbo.  If it helps, he feels EXACTLY the same way about you.”  

“Don’t be ridiculous - he’s your King and -- “

“ Amrâlimê means ‘my love,’ Bilbo.” 

“What.” 

“Ghivashel means ‘treasure of all treasures.’  They’re endearments.  Words of love.  Every last one of them.” 

“WHAT.”

Ori smiled.  And anyone else who would have seen the smile on the quiet little Scribe of Thorin Oakenshield’s Company would have called it bright as the sun and terrible as the sea.  

“I’m going to teach you Khuzdul, Bilbo Baggins.”

8.  There was something comforting in confessing his love using his mother-tongue.  

Thorin Oakenshield was quite resigned to the fact that he had lost any hope of gaining his One’s affections after the whole debacle with the Arkenstone and the dragon sickness.  Yes, apologies were made and yes, the friendship had been mended.  

And yet, Thorin was too shamed, too angry at himself to even ask for more.  Bilbo had his home in the Shire, his books, his armchair and the memories of his family.  There was an acorn in his hobbit’s pockets that deserved to be planted at Bag End.  

Bilbo deserved all that, his own happily ever after.  Thorin could never be part of that.  He didn’t deserve it.  

“I wish you would stay with me forever,”  Thorin said one day, as he and Bilbo sat together by the hearth in the King’s own private rooms.  He smiled as he shaped the words in his language and prepared to give Bilbo some excuse, a chance to banter and tease.  

“I want to stay with you forever,” Bilbo suddenly said in near-perfect Khuzdul.  “But you have to tell me why, Thorin Oakenshield.” 

Oh, Mahal.  Mahal have mercy on him.  

“Please say something... ghivashel.  Amrâlimê.”  His darling Hobbit had turned this enchanting shade of pink and suddenly, Thorin found his words, the right words, at long last.  

“Because you’ve had my heart all along, Bilbo Baggins.”  

Also, kisses had to be done here.  Because hearing those words from his Hobbit’s lips meant kisses, kisses that were eagerly returned, that had Hobbit hands twining in his hair and Thorin murmured a heartfelt apology as he saw tears gather in Bilbo’s eyes.  

“I love you too, you confounded, ridiculous Dwarf.”

9.   Bilbo eventually learned that Fili and Kili had been calling him “Little Uncle” the entire time.  He laughed, he cried and then gave the boys extra helpings of pie for dessert. 

A certain Dwobbit with curly dark hair and big blue eyes would always love the stuffed plush dragon that his Uncle Bofur made for him.  Yep, Bifur won the betting pool again.  

No, Fili and Kili absolutely did NOT have furry feet.  But yes, they were proud to be Dwobbits of the Line of Durin.  

Gloin had to be reminded that the Line of Durin tended to find their Ones in the most unconventional ways.  This was the only logical explanation as to why his darling Gimli would eventually end up married to Thranduil’s son, Mahal save them all.  

Many, many generations later, it was said among the Dwarves of Erebor that leaving knitted things and flowers at the feet of the statue of Ori, the Scribe of Thorin Oakenshield’s famed Company, would lead to blessings and luck in love.  

- end - 

#thorin you walnut is the best goddamn tag i’ve ever found - you guys are AMAZING

#bagginshield #thorin oakenshield #bilbo baggins #thorin you goober #fili and kili #dwalin #ori is a BAMF #i crack what i want

[egoludes]

since you’re such a good writer, you seem like you’d have taste haha!! what bucky or Steve fanfics do you recommend for a good read?? thank you!!

honestly i love spreading the wealth and promoting authors / pieces i love so this got long-winded – i hope you find something in here that you enjoy! please come back if you do because i’d love to hear what you thought! and thank you so, so much for enjoying my writing, you are a blessing 💞

screaming about some faves below the cut! 

before we get into specific pieces, i would hit up any of the following folks for incredible reads. a few of them are recent follows so i haven’t read too much, but i’m blown away so far: @tropicalcap, @sunlightdances, @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan, @whistlingwillows, @wkemeup, @honeyloverogers, @all1e23, @heli0s-writes, @gagmebucky, @cake-writes, @venusbarnes, @brooklyn-boy, @cptnbvcks,@dirtychocolatechai, @barnesrogersvstheworld, @evanstarff, @floatingpetals, @shotsbyshae, @justreadingfics, @heartopen-testify, @moonstruckbucky, @interestedbystanderwrites, @captain-kelli, @bitsandbobsandstuff, @feminarrie, @shreddedparchment, @captain-rogers-beard, @et-lesailes, @sunriserose1023, @notyetneedcoffee, and @invisibleanonymousmonsters.

now, for actual fics! disclaimer that some of these are from writers who tread into darker / grittier territories in their full masterlist. this obviously isn’t everyone’s cup of tea so, please keep that in mind if you decide to explore beyond what i’ve linked (i don’t read anything violent/noncon, so no need to worry about that here). heed warnings, and only read what you want to!

slow like honey by @heli0s-writes - any and everything helios writes is top tier, but slow like honey was the first fic by them i read and it was such an experience. like truly an experience. i felt that fic from start to finish; every emotion was captured beautifully, every point in the plot from the first date to the heartache to the reconciliation fit together so well. i think if you start anywhere on their masterlist, that is the perfect spot. honorable mention though? mystery of love - steve and bucky are such distinct, but cohesive soulmates in this fic and it is such a joy reading the journey of their falling in love. and it is still one of the best fics i’ve read probably ever.

never let you go by @bitsandbobsandstuff: all i can say for this one? get ready to ache. it is such a beautiful portrayal of loss, grief, and the absolute desperation that can come out of losing someone you love. what i really love about this fic is the very, very raw look we get at bucky and steve because of reader’s death – our super soldiers are so ordinary, so human here and it hurts. it resonates. they’re just as broken as anyone else would be and it just leads to some really great spooky consequences. also love me an appearance from the winchester boys!

looking for a heartbeat by @justreadingfics: this is a recent read, but god is it intense. i, for one, love exes back to lovers fics, especially when there is some real focus on unpacking the reasons things didn’t work out. throw in attempts to move on, some well-written action, and the struggle not to fall back in all over again? i’m completely sold. the fic was recently completed, too, so it’s a good option for a binge!

parabellum by @whistlingwillows: there isn’t much i can say about this one without ruining the plot, but god it is so worth it. beautifully written with twists and turns in ways i never expected – hydra!steve is always going to hurt, but this just took it to another level. easily a top ten fic rec every single time.

ingenue by @until-we-fall-in-love: listen - mafia aus deserve hella rights and this one is just written so beautifully, both from a historical and characterization perspective. the tension between reader, steve, and bucky is damn near palpable and the whole thing is just so easy to envision - like an episode of peaky blinders unfolding in writing. there is also some appearances from other beloved characters like sam, which makes it all the more fun.

compromise by @cake-writes: i don’t think i can explain how much i love this one better than my original tags about it, so we’ll just leave it at that, heh.

literally anything by @brooklyn-boy - honestly, i don’t think i have enough words to do aura’s writing justice, so let’s just go with this: three of my all-time favorite steve fics – wanderlust; sugar, sugar; and twenty/twenty – all came from her and the list just continues to grow. the impact. the power. the talent. her characterizations of steve is my favorite and i always just want to melt into them when i read her fics. another major reason to show love? she’s moved towards writing woc!readers exclusively, and that representation is so important. love that for us!

hungry like the wolf by @imanuglywombat: i’m a big sucker for werewolf aus, and this one is written so deliciously. it’s only at two parts now, but i’m so intrigued to see how the reader progresses not just as steve’s mate, but also as someone only just now realizing she’s a wolf at all. i think the newness of it makes it a fascinating, fun read and a fresh take on the au so i can’t wait to see where it goes. 

tapestry by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor - a darker fic, this one just full of intricate plot, characters, relationships, and build-up. it’s a really well-written look at the ugly side of royalty, particularly a very thirsty greedy king and roo portrays the politics of this situation so well. that ended up being the key reason i read it in the first place too – the drama and push and pull between reader and the court is so intriguing, it’s hard to stop.

push and shove by @tropicalcap - oof. toes fucked me up enough, so to get a whole series out of it was a doozy. just a very realistic show of the way emotions and relationships ebb, flow, and cool. i think it can be hard reading fic that doesn’t have a happy ending, but honestly it’s real and as valid as any perfect ending. and i love the progression this had, it was cathartic in a lot of ways and so artfully written.

astrophile by @all1e23 - we opened this with a single dad!steve au, so it feels only right to close it with single dad!bucky. this fic is so CUTE and the will-they, won’t-they vibe between bucky and reader that builds from chapter to chapter watching them fall in love was as heartwarming as it was painful. one thing i particularly loved about this one, though, is the care that went into build ori and reader’s r/s as much as bucky and reader’s. by the end of it, you end up so attached to everyone in bucky’s found family and that’s the best thing a fic can do, i think. make the people in it real.

there are tons more incredible fics out there and i’m realizing i have not done a good job of reblogging them as i thought, so i’m also going to link my fic rec tags for future reference - i’ll be beefing it up with all the things i’ve read on mobile recently without getting a chance to reblog! so, feel free to keep checking back for more :) folks can also submit their faves and i’ll post!

steve fic recs

bucky fic recs

#steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #sr fic rec. #bb fic rec. #buckywritez #we love our local content creators!!