You knew you would be helpful to the fellowship that’s why you joined. You had been able to generate force fields your entire life and now came a time when you could actually use them.
Of all the days it seemed to come in handy was the day you managed to save Boromir’s life.
Boromir had sounded the horn of Gondor to let the others know where you were, but it also signaled the Uruk-hai nearby.
As you, Merry and Pippin ran Boromir stayed back to fight any Uruk-hai that came his way. That’s when you noticed the leader ready to shoot an arrow Boromir’s way.
You felt the worry and panic rush over you as you saw the arrow release, but reacted instantly by generating a force field around Boromir stopping the arrow in its path.
Yes I had this thought at 5:30 this morning and spent nearly an hour making the photo and posting this now at 7am. Also that’s the only photo I could get that had the three of them in it for that scene
“Thorin,” I tried to interrupt him, but he gave me a sigh as he placed both of his hands on my face, his thumbs tracing invisible circles on my cheeks.
“Let me say this…if anything happens to me, I need you to know that I love you with all my heart and I always will, no matter what…you are my one,Y/n/n,” as soon as he finished those words I placed my lips on his , after the kiss I moved my arms to wrap around the back of his neck, pulling his forehead towards to mine.
“I love you too, Thorin..but nothing is going to happen to you, and do you know why?” Thorin let out a chuckle at my words, already knowing what I was going to say.
“I have always been there to save you, Thorin, that is not about to stop now,” and with that he pulled me into another quick kiss.
“We’re ready,” Kili shouted up to you as we pulled away from the kiss, we both sent a comforting smile to each other before joining the others.
Slight Time Skip
I stood alongside Dwalin, both of us fighting the orcs that just seemed to keep on coming at us. All I hoped for was that Bilbo had made it to Thorin..for I could see the fear on Dwalins face, mainly because I knew had a similar fear painted across my own face. One question frantically going around in my mind…would any of us see Thorin again..? The Orcs kept coming like waves on a beach, every time we’d think we had killed them all, another pack would attack us, we kept trying to move closer to where Thorin was but every time we were stopped.
“Thorin!” At the sound of his name, I instantly turned around and saw Thorin on the ice, Azog standing over him, the only thing stopping Azogs blade from going straight through Thorin was his own sword.
“Thorin!” Dwalin shouted again as he slit an Orcs throat. And then I saw it. I saw Azogs blade go into Thorins chest and I couldn’t help but let out a sob as I heard the loud groan that left Thorins lips. I tried to keep watching; but another wave Orcs had appeared-so Dwalin and I continued to fight-I did manage to catch a glimpse of Thorin on top of Azog; Thorins blade going straight through Azogs chest, relief washed over me as I realized he was okay, and that by some miracle, we’d won.
“Go, I can finish of the rest of them,” Confusion washed over my face as Dwalin said those words.
“Go and make sure Thorins alright,”
“Dwalin-,” I begun, but he just chuckled and shook his head.
“I think I know who Thorin would rather see out of the two of us,” and with that he lightly pushed me back, killing any Orc that came at him. So I ran towards Thorin, over all the rubble and Orc corpses and then I heard Bilbos voice, not that I could really make out what he was saying-relief washed over me knowing that Bilbo was also okay. But as I got closer to the two of them, I felt my heart break.
“Thorin..”I whispered under my breath as I ran towards Bilbo and Thorin.
“Y/n/n,” Bilbo whispered, looking up at me with tear filled eyes. Tentatively, I knelt down next to Thorin.
“Y/n/n,” Thorin said, a small a smile appearing across his lips; as a sob left mine.
“Shh, shh, it’s okay, we won..”He cooed weakly.
“Yeah we did..now we’ve got to make you better,” I whispered, placing my hand carefully over his wound.
“It’s too late-”
“I won’t let you die,” I argued softly.
“Amralime..” he sighed, raising his hand to my face.
“It’s okay,” he continued, wiping away the tears that were falling freely from my eyes.
“I’ll always be with you…I love you..” and as he choked out those words I heard him let out one final breath; his hand falling from my face as his eyes stared up at the sky…that’s when I knew he was gone..
“Come back to me…please..please…come back to me..I don’t want to live a life where you’re not a part of it..” I sobbed into his chest..I knew he was gone, I knew he was never coming back..and that just made my heart hurt more…
Time Skip-A few evenings later
I couldn’t sleep, not that that was any surprise. Since Thorins death I’d barely slept at all. The memories of us filling my dreams; which slowly turned into nightmares as my mind made me re-live his death over and over again. I walked through the halls of Erebor, thinking how happy Thorin would’ve been to see his people back home; but as usual when I thought of him, I felt a dull ache in my heart. I hadn’t really spoken to anyone since that day either, in fact I tried to avoid everyone as much as I could…I was exhausted, everyone could see it, but no matter how hard I tried, my mind just couldn’t stop the memory from replaying in my head.
“You need to rest,” I heard a familiar voice say from behind me…I felt my heart skip a beat at the sound of the voice..at the sound of Thorins voice. I shook my head, knowing that this was some cruel trick my fatigued mind was playing on me.
“Amralime…” I heard the voice say, but I just shook my head again.
“This isn’t real..this isn’t real,” I whispered to myself, but before I could take another step forward I was halted by the sight that I saw. Thorin.
“Amralime…you need to rest;” he said, a concerned look written over his face,as he walked closer towards me.
“You are not real…you’re in my head…you’re my subconscious,” I muttered under my breath continuously; trying to persuade myself that he wasn’t real.
“Amralime…I told you I would always be with you,” Thorin began, by this point he was standing right in front of me..I felt my hand instinctively reach up to caress his face; letting my hope run away with me..but my hand just fell through face.
“I’m a ghost…amralime..you can’t touch me, but I’m here,” he whispered as I felt tears begin to run down my cheeks.I’d heard of ghosts in Middle Earth..but they were ancient tales, ones that no one ever really believed. They were myths and legends…I never believed them to be true..
“I wish I could hold you…I wish I could take away all the pain that you’re feeling, all the grief..”Thorin said solemnly.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t save you..” I sobbed, feeling the sadness wash over my body.
“You did save me..from so many things, so many times, you didn’t fail me…I love you-and that is something that’s never going to change..” he continued, his hand hovering over my cheek as I tried to remember his touch.
“But now…you need to look after yourself..you need to sleep, to rest, to enjoy life instead of being burdened with the grief that sits in your mind,” he whispered.
“I’ll wait for you, you’re my one…but you have a whole world to see and so many stories to tell..live your life for me..”he continued. I took a shaky breath as I looked directly in his eyes. He looked so real.
“Promise me you’ll do that for me..promise me you’ll live your life to the fullest,” I nodded my head slowly, still trying to work out if any of this was real or if it was all happening inside my head.
“I’ll always be with you…even if you can’t always see me..I love you,please remember that” he said quietly, and then in the blink of an eye he was gone.
Warnings: mentions of a fight, stalker things, bad writing because I was rushing
A/N: I don’t know what I was thinking… but here is a silly Kíli fic. I reposted this a couple of times because it didn’t show up in the tags at first. I apologize to my followers for the “Stalker”-spamming (although it fits the theme, doesn’t it :))
“You did not!” you gasped, looking up from your book and staring at your other half. Kíli just stood there, silently pleading with his eyes for you to let this go but you weren’t going to. Not this time. He couldn’t say he didn’t expect this reaction.
“Kíli, you already had a council meeting today and every day for the last three weeks! Can’t you sit this one out? You promised!” you complained. You had every reason to complain; he and his brother, uncle and some members of the company had been trying to renew trade agreements and other important things with nearby kingdoms for the last couple of weeks. They weren’t going according to plan and he spent more time in the royal halls than he did with you. You understood how important this was for him, and that he had to be there as the Prince of Erebor but weren’t you important too?
To make it up to you, Kíli promised you’d have a quiet evening tonight, just the two of you. But you guessed those plans were cancelled now… “I know, amrâlimê. Trust me, I know and I’m truly sorry… But you know how uncle gets when these things don’t go as planned. Dain isn’t cooperating at all, they’re both so stubborn! Fíli is trying really hard to compromise but you know he can’t do anything without me there,” he smiled trying to lighten the mood.
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I’m sorry for publishing this way later than expected, and I forgot to put the LOTR ship in this piece, I’m so sorry! I hope this is to your liking anyways ✨🌻💛
I ship you with…
At first I thought of Fili, but I think that Thorin would be the perfect match for you!
“Look, my love, we’re finally home!” you exclaimed, looking at the Lonely Mountain from afar “Just a few hours, and we will be able to get some well deserved rest and drink mead in our majestic halls!”.
Thorin was mesmerized by your positivity. It was something unexpected of you, as your idealistic and introspective character never changed.
But now, after months of travelling, after years of waiting for your safe return in your kingdom, you could finally take a breath of fresh air.
“Yes my love, we’re home now” Thorin reassured you, hugging you from behind “This is what we’ve been waiting for for over 60 years. It’s time to slay the dragon and take what it’s righteously ours”
But things couldn’t be that easy, couldn’t they? Things always go wrong, one way or another.We lose loved ones, things, relationships on the way, but we must look at what we get in the end. It’s something, at least. Something we must protect at all costs, now that we know what it’s worth.
Series Summary: Caithwistë, born from the only known pairing of an elf and a dwarf has spent most of her life in hiding. When an old friend, (or a certain meddling wizard) finds her in the woods, everything changes. Now, she will have the chance to prove the world wrong about her value. A ‘The Hobbit’ fanfiction based off of the following imagines from @imaginexhobbit: This One is the basis of the story, and This One and This One will be added in later. If you recognize it, it belongs to Professor Tolkien or Peter Jackson. But, as usual, the story and all of the mistakes are my own!
Warnings: Jealous and worried Fili, cheeky Kíli, awkward Thorin and angst if you squint
A/N: It’s finally here! A whopping 7k (when I made the outline of the story I thought about 1.5k, 2k tops but then I added a subplot and I kept going and going…) I wrote this as a treat for myself because selflove is very important and I have no shame. Special thanks to @katethewriter for her advice, grammar check and helping me calm down when I thought this was rubbish!
A/N2: Another reminder that English isn’t my native language, so I’m sorry if it’s not as poetic as it should be. That’s the fault of my lack of decent English vocabulary.
Every quest comes with the possibility of danger, injury or even death.
It was drilled into you by your parents, but that didn’t stop you from joining your two friends Fíli and Kíli on their quest to reclaim their home. It wasn’t like you had anything else to do and besides, you never went on an adventure before. How could you say no to such an opportunity? Not even the prospect of traveling with 13 male dwarves could stop you. You liked them, they liked you. This would be like one giant sleepover!
There was some small protest from your future companions, mainly Thorin and Dwalin, who didn’t want to take you with them. A tiny woman like yourself on this dangerous quest? You would only slow them down. That’s what they said to you, but the main reason was they only wanted to protect you; keep you safe from all the dangers of the quest. After you asked them again and again - maybe even begged, but you’d never admit it to anyone - and you promised them you could take care of yourself and they needed your skills, and after both Fíli and Kíli had promised to keep an eye on you and keep you safe, Thorin reluctantly agreed.
The journey had only been going on for a few weeks, when the two brothers broke their promise. It was the umpteenth day of constant hiking, climbing and trudging through mud, water and dirt. Gandalf had left the company, and it had affected everyone’s mood for the worst. You kept yourself at the back of the group the entire day, feet and legs sore from the constant walking, but unwilling to say something about it. You had promised you wouldn’t be a burden, so you weren’t going to be one.