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downstarr · 2 months
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The Consort (complete)
The Consort (11364 words) by downstar Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: The Hobbit (Jackson Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield Characters: Thorin Oakenshield, Bilbo Baggins, Balin (Tolkien) Additional Tags: Thorin Oakenshield Lives, Domestic Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Established Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield, Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield Fluff, Consort Bilbo Baggins, POV Bilbo Baggins, Sassy Bilbo Baggins, Misunderstandings, Dwarf & Hobbit Cultural Differences, Dwarf/Hobbit Relationship(s), Dwarf Gender Concepts, Dwarf Courting, Domestic Fluff, Non-Graphic Smut, Humor, Fluff and Humor, Cultural Differences, Domestic Bliss, Domestic Boyfriends, Gentleness Series: Part 2 of The Quiet Moments - Bilbo and Thorin Summary: After a confession of their feelings, Bilbo returns to Erebor with Thorin. The great city is in the process of rebuilding, and Thorin is settling into his role as his king. Word is getting around that their king has asked an outsider - a hobbit! - to be his consort. Can their burgeoning relationship survive the pressures of kingship and cultural misunderstandings? --- This fic carries on in continuity from my one-shot The King and the Hobbit. It's part of a series of one-shots or short pieces that exist within the same continuity and in the same timeline. Check the previous fic in this collection for the story of how the two of them got together.
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One evening, a few weeks into his stay in Erebor, Bilbo sat hunched over a heavy metal desk, perched high on a pair of cushions, his hairy feet dangling off the edge of the chair. He’d been hard at work for hours, drafting what would one day become the first chapter of their fated quest. 
Thorin approached him from behind and set his hand on Bilbo’s shoulder. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to his temple. “I’m going to sleep. Join me when you’re ready. Don’t hurry on my account. Your candlelight does not bother me.” 
“Mhmm, be there soon,” replied Bilbo, his brow furrowed in concentration as he mouthed the words of the sentence he was trying to get just right. “Ah, Thorin, Thorin…” he looked up suddenly and swiveled around.
Thorin had just finished ducking out of his embroidered tunic. The flickering light of the roaring hearth set into the wall and the dim glow of the sunstones huddled up against Bilbo’s plants tossed flattering shadows across the thick muscle of his back. It also highlighted the pure white scar tissue rimmed in silver where Azog’s blade had sliced him through. Elvish medicine had saved his life, but he would always bear the mark of his nemesis and feel the wound echoed in the movement of his body. 
Thorin looked over his shoulder and lifted a brow when Bilbo called his name. “Mhmm?”
Bilbo found himself staring. He still wasn’t used to seeing the dwarven king in a state of undress, especially in so casual and intimate a moment. A physique such as Thorin’s was unknown among hobbits, which went some of the way towards explaining why Bilbo had never found a lover among his own kind. There was much more there, of course, but the physical nature of his attraction had caught him off-guard more than once since he’d found the courage to acknowledge it. 
Thorin noticed Bilbo’s wandering gaze and turned around. He made a bit of a cheeky show of leaning up against the wall next to the hearth, as if aware that the firelight did much to flatter his body. 
Bilbo swallowed, twitched his nose and tap-tapped his pen against a spare bit of paper he used to blot the ink. “Do you…” he cleared his throat, “...do you think there’s someone who could teach me Khuzdul? I should like to add some dwarvish script to my book. I’ve also heard that Smaug left the archive virtually untouched and there are many wonderful and ancient tomes that are still in good condition. But I can’t read any of them. And that…” he rapped his pen again, “... is a speeeeecial kind of torture.”
Thorin was a stoic man, capable of very subtle expressions. But the delight at hearing Bilbo’s request was immediate and obvious. He smiled, his eyes lighting up as warm as hearthfire. He crossed the great chamber to Bilbo’s side and reached out to cup his cheek. “I will send for a scholar from the Iron Hills to be your tutor. You will have the advantage of learning under a master of languages.” 
“That’s really not necessary. I can muddle along with some references and a helper. I don’t want you to go to a lot of trouble,” Bilbo replied. He felt the tips of his ears burn red, and he was suddenly grateful for the mess of his hair and the low shimmer of light. 
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lucradiss · 9 months
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'"No.”
Bilbo growled deep in the back of his throat in his frustration. They had been back and forth for hours and Thorin hadn’t budged an inch. Bilbo had brought up every point he had concocted in the last seventeen years of their marriage and, with rational reasoning or otherwise, Thorin had dismissed each one out of hand. It was infuriating! It was inane! Bilbo would not stand for it.
“Thorin, there’s a reason you trained me all those years ago.”
“And how long has it been since you’ve picked up your blade? You are unready for and unknowing of the dangers that lay ahead on the road to Erebor. You will perish before we reach Bree!”
The hobbit scoffed. “You’re ridiculous.”'
Chapter 2, Until the World is Remade Read Chapter 2 HERE Read from Chapter 1 HERE
Happy Sunday! Here's chapter 2 for anyone who's reading :] it's quite a bit longer than chapter 1 but! It was fun. Hope you enjoy!
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drascales · 1 year
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bilbo in the king and i when thorin fills his plate up for him
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it’s his love language
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attempting to find a specific bagginshield fic!!!!! pls help. 
post-bofta thorin lives au. bilbo is still in erebor. however, this is immediately post bofta and the fic is set basically in the camp outside the mountain. thorin is still seriously injured and much of it is set in his tent. dis is there, i believe, and she is barely speaking to thorin. bilbo and thorin are still dancing around each other. it contains this (or a similar) incredible line:
He had worn his armor like a crown, but now that he has the real thing, it’s not quite what he imagined.
Well, the thing is he didn’t imagine it, really. He never stopped to think about what would happen after because he couldn’t.
i believe it is a wip. and probably about 30k.
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deadthingposting · 1 year
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Just had an idea for a fanfic I will never write but it's a good idea
The hobbit everyone lives au, but Thorin had a fiance
Like he met her after Erebor fell and was really In love and promised her that he refused to marry her anywhere else but his real home, his Erebor.
So the dumbfuck leaves to get Erebor back and meets Bilbo and either he doesn't say anything about her because it's not important so when everyone is happy and the mountain is getting fixed and Bilbo had feelings for him she just arrives and it's this very awkward thing for everyone
or he talks about her some times and in those moments Bilbo is at first like" oh poor dwarf king this is so sad hope we can get your mountain back so you can marry her" and then after a while and shit happened between them he it's just like " great I caught feelings this will hurt a lot "
Either way I thought this was a good fic prompt but I can't write for shit
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lordoftherazzles · 9 days
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I am still SCREAMING over this amazing birthday gift @lorbalith shared with me!! This scene from Bookbinder//Songwriter is one of my favorites, and Lor truly brought it to life! 📖🤘Be sure to go follow Lorbalith on Instagram!
bagginshield | band/bookshop au | explicit
Thorin Durinul has always dreamed of making it to the big leagues in the music industry. Ered Luin’s newest citizen, Bilbo Baggins, an aspiring writer and all-around bookworm, has recently taken ownership of the mountain town’s dusty old corner shop, now, Bag End Books. They weren’t looking for love, but now they can’t imagine tackling life’s challenges without each other.
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meteors-lotr · 4 months
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Thorin cooks Bilbo a meal as a type of thank you for the help and he refuses to take any gold or anything but the lad really loves food so let’s give him that, and he presents it to Bilbo all excited but Bilbo doesn’t eat anything he just stares at like the three course meal that’s in front of him and Thorin gets super nervous because oh no is it bad I’m so sorry Bombur prepped me for like a month for this don’t hobbits eat everything did I somehow manage to cook something that even a hobbit won’t consume oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck but Bilbo isn’t even noticing his panic because his brain is trying to catch up to the fact that Thorin just proposed to him
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morningnoodles · 3 months
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"he sighed as the contact was made. their breaths mingled in the cold air..." Backs to the Wall by @conkers-theficwriter
text from "posing in bondage" by japanese breakfast
i've wanted to use this song in a piece for a while (especially when i read this description by Michelle which screams bagginshield haha!) so when i read chapter 10 of BTTW and the song came up at The Right Moment, the imagery of the fic and the song melding together in my head?? i had to do something with it! please read Backs to the Wall, it's amazing! ♡
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smolestboop · 7 months
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I have no use for rings of gold
I care not for your poetry
I only want your hand to hold
I only want you near me
- Courting Song
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mintedwitcher · 3 months
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Not Thorin in my fic getting jealous because Kili and Fili adore Bilbo (in a strictly platonic sense, not that Thorin actually realises this, because he is a dumbass) (he nearly pops a vein in his head when Bofur has the audacity to pat Bilbo on the back) (as I said: dumbass)
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deadpearls · 3 months
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i don’t know what it is about bagginshield that makes it so appealing. all the fanfics are so good. the fanart is amazing. i think about them at least once a day.
WHAT IS IT……… why do they have such a grip on me………… what makes them so different from other pairings………
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lucradiss · 10 months
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'“Perhaps a story?” Gandalf suggested, far too innocently. “I believe I have just the tale for such a night as this!”
“I bet you do,” Bilbo muttered from above.
“One about a wolf and a hobbit,” Gandalf continued, either not hearing Bilbo’s annoyance, or just ignoring him entirely. “A member of our very own company, in fact.”'
-@conkers-theficwriter, Chapter 1 of Poet
AO3 is down, which gave me the motivation to actually do something productive! And I've been wanting to draw this scene since I read it. Anyway when AO3 is back up, read Conkers' series!! (Part one is Soldier!)
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drascales · 1 year
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new fic alert!!! 🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟 based very loosely on outlander (and i mean VERY loosely. hardly even at all, really)
SING ME A SONG (OF A LAD THAT IS GONE)
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bitkahuna · 4 months
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“Say, Bilbo? When we spoke to Gandalf once, he said your birthday was near. Did we miss it?” Ori asked as he helped Bilbo put his books away.
The Hobbit furrowed his eyebrows. “Not for another three days. Why?”
”I was just curious.”
Bilbo paused a moment. “Are you … planning something?”
“No, not at all. I was just … wondering.”
He raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Ori, I appreciate the sentiment, but everyone has been very busy. It’s just a birthday, after all.”
“How old are you turning?”
“Fifty.”
Ori’s face drained of color. “I-you, what?”
Bilbo furrowed his eyebrows. “I’m forty-nine.”
“I-I realize.”
“Is fifty significant for dwarves?”
“It’s when we mature.”
Bilbo cracked a smile and chuckled. “Well Hobbits mature at thirty-three. I’m no child, Ori.”
Ori returned the smile. “I-yes. Certainly not.”
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Excerpt from Yavanna, Guide Me on AO3
Also just posted the birthday party charter
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a-sneaky-bagginses · 22 days
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Tags I love in this fandom:
#Fili and Kíli are little shits
#Reshirement
#Dwarves in the shire
Tags I do NOT love in this fandom:
#No beta we die like Thorin
>:(
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conkers-thecosy · 2 months
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“Put your arms through,” Thorin practically ordered, and Bilbo did as he was bid, at once feeling swamped by the heavy garb.
“Oh!” he cried suddenly, looking down at how the hem was touching the floor. “It’ll get dirty!”
“Hush,” Thorin flashed a tiny smile at him, now taking Bilbo’s hands in both of his own and warming them. “Fussy hobbit.”
“Stubborn dwarf,” Bilbo grumbled in response, though with a fondness he simply couldn’t contain these days. Thorin made no reply to this and continued to slowly rub his fingers to thaw them.
-"Backs To The Wall" Chapter 18, by Conkers (me!)
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