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The girl from another world (part. 2)

Summary: the company and you try and figure out why you are there

Pairing: none really a bit of platonic!Bilbo x reader, some Kili x reader, and some Fili x reader I guess and obviously the company x reader

Warnings: nothing really

A/n: hi!! Thank you so much for all the love for the first chapter!! Got lots of requests to continue and if you want another part just let me know!! This is a bit messy and really short but hopefully you all enjoy!!❤︎

“Do you think she’s dead?”

“No you idiot she’s breathing”

“Yeah well-……..shut up!”

“Will you two lads pipe down for a moment“

You flutter your eyes open and see all the men standing around you and the one know as Bilbo was kneeling next to you. The company was all fighting with each other except Gandalf, who was standing off to the side a bit, smoking his pipe looking at the group amused, and Bilbo who looked not so amused. He even looked a bit annoyed with them. Bilbo shook his head and picked back up a cloth and was going to dab it on your head but then noticed you were awake. “Oh! Miss (y/n) you’re awake!” The rest of the company stopped their ruckus and turned their attention back to you. “Are you feeling okay?” Bilbo questioned. You just nodded and went to sit up but felt a rush of pain in your head. You let out a slight whimper mixed with a groan. “Woah there lassie,” bofur said “you might want to rest ya head for a bit before getting up. That was a nasty wipe out.” You fall back to the ground and let Bilbo fuss over you as he takes care of your head. “And in the mean while you can tell us what just happened” Thorin spoke and you turned your head to see he was beside dwalin. What do they expectedly to say? I mean you were just as confused as them. If anything they should be telling you what happened. “I honestly don’t know what is going on anymore,” You sigh and bring your hands up to rub your eyes. The events of the day taking a toll on you. Then Gandalf walked up to the group and put his pipe away as he did so. “Well I think I can provide some helpful information on that subject” he smiled down at you before looking back to the group. “A good few decades ago a….friend….of mine told me a prophecy of a young woman,” then he gestured to you “from another world would be joining some sort of quest with me and a few others. Of course I had no idea what or who they were talking about at the time, nor did I know when.” The company got real quiet for a moment. You were so tired and did not understand half of what he had just said so you just asked the main question on your mind“hold on. Another world? So you are telling me that I managed to accidentally fall into a different dimension or reality or something and I’m suppose to go on a quest now?” You question the wizard. “And you remembered all that…just now?” Added Thorin. But Gandalf was already taking out his pipe again, seeming growing bored now of the topic, or he simply didn’t want to deal with it right now. “Oh. Yes. You see I have lived a very long life and things just happen to slip ones mind after a while.” And with that Gandalf smiled and sat back down on the ground. The company and you looked at him for a moment trying to process all that information. I mean it’s not everyday someone from a different world just so happens to fall into ones arms…literally. “Well,” started Balin “I think it’s been a long day for all of us and it’s high time we all rest for the night.” With that a few grunts and “ayes” followed. “What about miss (y/n)? Where will she sleep?” Ori spoke up, peaking out behind Nori and Dori. You turned towards said dwarf and found it sweet he was worried about you. Kili spoke up “Miss (y/n) can share a sleeping space with me” he flirted and you turn your head towards him. He was kneeling next to you and was sporting a mischievous smirk. You opened your mouth a bit and you’re face gave a deep blush. Kili smiled even more but it got wiped off his face when dwalin came up and gave him a hit on the head. “Kili” he growled. Then Fili bent down on the other side of you and said, “yeah Kili and besides she would much rather be with a dwarf that can actually protect her…like me.”Fili puffed out his chest a bit. Your face was now so warm as the blush on your face just kept growing. Now it was Balin who came up and hit Fili on the head. “That’s enough lads. The lass can use the extra sleeping roll and you two can go gather more fire wood.” Fili and Kili gave a small pout then set of in the woods.

“Here ya go lass,”Bofur bent down and handed you the extra bed roll. As you took it you looked at him and let out a soft thank you. He gave you a wink and stood back up. The dwarves dispersed of to do their own thing but Bilbo stayed behind for a moment.

“Is there anything you need?” He asked. His heart went out to you. A girl in a strange world with nothing but a riddle telling wizard to rely on for information. He sort of felt close to you already. With you both being new to this adventure thing. “Yeah actually. Earlier they mentioned they were dwarves. What did they mean by that?” Bilbo looked at you a bit puzzled. “Well.. it means they are dwarves..” You gave him a equally puzzled look. Then you just thought he was joking. So you lightly laughed and joked, “Right and then next you’ll tell me elves are real too, huh?” Bilbo was now even more confused, he couldn’t tell if you were messing with him or not. “Well yes they are” he said “in fact we might run into them a long the way.” You stopped smiling and looked around at the group and said “well if they are dwarves and I’m human why are they not shorter than me and why am I not taller than them?” Bilbo opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by Gandalf. “My dear it seems that when you fell into middle earth you had grown shorter or perhaps humans in your world are merely shorter than humans in ours” you then asked another question, “also Mr. Gandalf why did I faint earlier?” he took a puff of smoke and spoke again. “Perhaps it was simply your body getting use to being in a different realm. You wouldn’t happen to have traveled to a different world before, have you?” You shook your head, “no I’m afraid I haven’t.” you and Bilbo looked back at each other. You took a moment to study him then asked “Mr. Baggins you are not a dwarf are you?” Bilbo shook his head let out a chuckle. “No no I’m not a dwarf I am a hobbit.” At this time you noticed Fili and Kili return with each holding a large amount of wood in their arms. You turn your attention back to Bilbo. “Hobbit?” What is a hobbit?” You question. “Er well a halfling or er shirefolk” he answered but it was clear to see you still didn’t quite understand yet. “Ah well” he continued, “I’ll answer more questions tomorrow, but as of right now we need to rest. You have had a long day and i can sense tomorrow is going to be even longer.” And the two of you stood up, undid and set up your bedrolls and laid down for the night. Bilbo and you were in the center of the company and closest to the fire. “Mr. Baggins,” You whispered and heard Bilbo give a hum as a response. “Thank you.” You say as a yawn followed. Bilbo smiled “of course.” And you both drifted off to sleep.

“ I don’t know if I trust this ‘(y/n)’ quite yet” Thorin says as he looks over at your sleeping form next to Bilbos. “Of course not uncle. You merely just met her,” laughed Kili. The rest of the company had fallen asleep minus Dwalin and Balin, who were on night watch, and Fili, Kili, and Thorin. “I like her” stated Fili simply. “You hardly know her” Kili argued. “That doesn’t mean I can’t like her” Fili fought back. “Both of ya stop it” Dwalin warned “or I’ll tell ya mother you two were the ones that broke her favorite axe while trying to see who could break a chain with it faster.” That silenced them for a while. Thorin and Balin let out a slight chuckle and turned to look at you. You rolled over in your sleep and seemed to mumble something. Balin sighed, “I do pity her, she is just a lost girl and has no clue where she is. I mean it’s a miracle she didn’t loose her mind and run of in the woods when Gandalf told her of the prophecy.” The others nodded and turned towards you as well. “Maybe tomorrow we can learn more about why she is here and where she has come from.” Thorin spoke as he stood then turned to Balin and Dwalin. “Keep a close eye on her she may be dangerous. We have no idea what her world is like or even what she is like” and with that he went of to bed and minutes later Fili and Kili followed. And so the company of Thorin oakenshield rested for the night. Having no clue what the rest of their adventures will hold.


To be continued…

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The girl from another world

Warnings: none

Summary: you fall into middle earth not so graceful and you meet the company

‘Welp I screwed up’ you thought as you walked out of the door and into the warm air. You just spent a weekend at one of your closest friends house and were now walking home. Yep. WALKING. You forgot that your car is absolutely totaled at the moment, so now you were walking 5 miles. yay. And to top it you had a very heavy backpack full of all the things you would need at a sleepover. Plus, your trusty knife that you took when you were walking alone.

Now the way you really screwed up is you forgot that your mom asked you if you could help her with this party she was throwing for your uncle and now you were an hour late and it would take you at least two more to get there. So she’s gonna be real mad when you show up and the party is basically over. You were so deep in thought that you barley noticed the wind picking up. Some leaves started to fall from the trees that were just not strong enough to hold on. “Huh,” you say to yourself “it wasn’t suppose to be windy at all today. But then again the weather people are never right.” You laugh a little to yourself and continue to walk. Then out of nowhere you started to feel a bit dizzy. You fall a little to the side and try to balance yourself but it does little to help. The ground starts to feel as if it’s caving in on itself. At this point your heart is racing and you are just trying to not face plant. “What the h- AHHHH“ you get cut off from you suddenly falling. Now you were really confused but you pushed the confusion out of the way because you were FALLING FROM THE SKY??? ‘When did I get so high?’ You thought in your head and scream at the top of your lungs. You say a quick prayer thinking it’s the end. You brace yourself as the ground comes closer and closer. But instead of smashing into the ground you are caught in two very strong arms.

You open your eyes and meet face to face with a very confused looking man. “Oh my- I’m so-what- I don’t-“ you try to speak but after all that your words just aren’t working for you right now. “That was quite the fall lassie” said the man. He looked to be probably the toughest person you have ever seen. Like wow this dude could chuck you across a football field. “Oh uh yeah- I um I yeah” you sputter out. Man your tounge just has a mind of its own at the moment. “How did you get up that high” asked another man, who had a very funky hat and a mustache, as your catcher put you on the ground. You took a sec to steady yourself and looked up to see that there were thirteen very strong looking men and a short one with very big hairy feet that stood out greatly. “I-I honestly don’t know one moment I’m walking home and- and the next I’m very dizzy and I’m fa-falling from the sky” you realize how crazy you sound but it looks like these men don’t really question you. You take another moment to study them and you can see that they are all dress extremely weird. They look like those mountain people you saw in some movie a long time ago. The next time you noticed is that they all have lots and lots of weapons. Then you notice you are now in the middle of the woods. But you know for a fact that your friend lives in a neighborhood and close to a town.

“I’m sorry but could you please tell me where I am?” You ask the man who caught you. He gave out a grunt and said “yer about a mile away from the town of Bree” okay what? Bree? You were pretty sure there was no town called Bree. “Bree? Where is that?” You question again. “You know you are asking a lot of questions for someone who hasn’t even told us your name” asked a very serious kingly man with very long black hair. oh shoot. He was right you absolutely forgot to tell them your name. “Oh right. Sorry. My name is (y/f/n) um (y/f/n) (y/l/n)” you say with a small wave. They all looked a bit puzzled. “Well that’s a strange name” said a man with a stubble and a bow across his chest. The blonde haired man with a braided mustache elbowed his side and said “Oh Kili! That’s rude! You don’t just tell people they have wierd names!” The man known as Kili gave a slight blush and mumbled a sorry. “It’s alright. I don’t mind” you giggle out, finding the interaction funny. Both of them smile and give a slight bow. “Fili and Kili at your service” they stated as they rose back up. Both of them sported a goofy grin, making you smile even more(even though you were very confused as to why they bowed to you and why they said they were at your service) “um thank you..” you say more as a question.

The two give a smile and then the man who caught you walked up with another man with a long white beard. “Dwalin,” said the man who caught you. “….and Balin” said the other. “At your service” you stood there (still very confused) and then said “and I to you.” Then short man with weird feet came up and said his name was Bilbo Baggin and one by one the rest of the group has introduced themselves to you. You found all their names were Fili, Kili, Thorin, Bilbo, Balin, Dwalin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Oin, Gloin, Ori, Nori, and Dori. (You struggled a bit at remembering their names). After all the introductions were done a very much taller man with long grey robes and a staff rode over on a horse. “I have gathered all I need to the rest of the journey we can continue on now.” He said riding up and then he spotted you. “Who is this?” He asked and gave you a warm smile. You open your mouth to speak but then Thorin inturups, “She claims to be lost and her name is (y/full/n).” You look back and forth between the two and a moment later Gandalf smiles back down at you and asks “lost? Well where is it that you need to be?” You are fiddling with your hand as you are now starting to freak out a little bit. “Well I- well um I need to be in (your town name) but apparently I’m in be-Bree?” Gandalf gave you a confused look as did the rest of the men. “Well I’m sorry my dear but I don’t think that (your town name) is a place”

You shake your head slightly. “No-no I’m pretty sure it is because I live there” you then tell how you have to help your mother and how you are late enough as it is. Then out of nowhere the wind picks up again. “Oh no not again” you cry out. The company looks even more confused now. “What are you talking about?” Asks Bofur. “I-“ you try to get out but once again you start to sway and feel dizzy again. “I don’t know what’s happening” you get out before falling on the grounds

To be continued…

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So, I don’t know how, or why, however this blog now has 100 followers. Thank you guys so much! I’m in shock and completely dumbfounded. Just shocked to the max. I didn’t plan on reaching this so i have nothing planned, but would you guys like a part 2 to Lessons in Pleasure? It’s my most requested and I wasn’t originally planning to, but I think it’s well deserved! I also added The Witcher to my requests. I recently fell back into the fandom for it due to the Netflix series. This won’t become a Witcher blog, promise. Another thing added was the ability to request character pairings, without the reader involved. Just ships. I hope everyone enjoys!

Also! If there are any suggestions please message me. I’m doing my best. I’m not quite sure where to go from here. And, if you feel in any way thrown off from a detail in a story, when it’s supposed to be neutral, don’t be afraid to message me. These stories are for everyone and although I have to get specific with certain things, if at any time I give a non-descript character a specific feature please tell me. I wanna be inclusive here.

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Dwarves being shirtless pt. 2

After feeling their abs and them teasing you, they tried to impress you by purposefully dressing themselves in front of you.

All the while standing suspiciously close to you.

Some of them invite you to feel their muscles and manliness (dwarfliness?)

Others ‘subtly’ flex their muscles and physique.

They make sure you can feel them.

You trip over something? Don’t worry, Dwalin will catch you in his big strong arms.

You need to get of your horse? Don’t worry, Fili will be right next to you grabbing you like you weigh nothing but a feather.

Some firewood needed? Bofur will help you carry the wood. (And makes sure he grabs the heaviest logs)

Training? (Shirtless) Kili will be there to teach you (mostly show off) some archery.

Thorin? Will stand ever majestically and puff up his chest (not so subtly)

All in all, why should you complain?

EDIT: i wrote a few extra lines but it didn’t save and I don’t remember what I wrote… I wrote this because I had reached 69 followers

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The company reaction to you, a gen z who fell into middle earth saying ‘I’d die for you’

You: Mr. Baggins I would die for you

Bilbo:*drops his tea* W H A T

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You, randomly: Mr. Thorin I’d die for you

Thorin: *places hand on your shoulder and stares at you with extreme intensity* I would never let that happen

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Kili: *says a joke*

You: *laughing* Kili I would die for you

Kili: *drops smile* …don’t you dare

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Fili: looking lovely today (Y/n)

You: thanks Fili. Ya know I’d die for you

Fili: *terrified by the thought*NO-

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Bofur: *puts his hat on your head* Morning Lass

You: Morning Bofur. I’d die for you

Bofur: *stops in his tracks* what did you just say??????

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You: I would die for you Bifur

Bifur: *random dwarven words and hand motions*

You: ?? :) ??

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You: I got some vegetables for the food

Bombur: thank (y/n)

You: yep of course I’d die for you *skips off*

Bomber: did she just-

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Dwalin: *pats your shoulder* you did well today

You: *smiling* thank you! I would die for you

Dwalin: ……no

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You: I’d die for you

Balin: *extremely confused* I would not let that happen my child

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Ori: h-hello miss (y/n). Would you mind if I drew you?

You: aw of course Ori. You’re so sweet I would die for you

Ori: *wide eyed* please don’t

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Dori: here’s ya tea miss (y/n)

You: thank you Dori! I’d die for you

*loud crashing noise*

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Nori: hey (y/n) I bought you this bracelet and by bought I mean stole it

You: *chuckles* thank Nori I’d die for you

Nori: haha yeah *walks away* *realizes what you just said* *walks back in* Hold on

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You: Gloin I would die for you

Gloin *a tired dad* STOP

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You: here ya go Oin, this is the medical supplies you wanted

Oin: very good lass thank you

You: no problem you know i would die for you

Oin: *who doesn’t have his ear trumpet and had no idea what you just said* yes dear that’s nice

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Gandalf: *helps you stand up*

You: thanks Mr. Gandalf I would die for you

Gandalf: *knows this is some weird joke from your world* I’d die for you as well my dear

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Dawn Chapter 2: Arrival in Middle Earth

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Summary: AURORA FINALLY MEETS THORIN. Arriving in Middle Earth Aurora seeks out Gandalf. Together they meet Thorin at the Prancing Pony in Bree where they discuss reclaiming the mountain and more.

Author’s Note: Westron/Common tongue is NOT english. When Aurora is speaking english or uses a word that does not exist in Middle Earth it is in italics to indicate it’s another language. During these times no one can understand her. Last one that I’m had to switch from 3rd and 1st person so sorry if it’s a little chunky

Word Count: 3030

Warnings: Drinking (Aurora and Thorin get DRUNK) swearing, mentions of our world and my kinda low opinion of it

I stepped onto the shores of Middle Earth filled with excitement. Elves gathered around filled with surprise that a boat had come from the west for the first time in thousands of years. I did my best to answer their questions and slip away. I had much to do. First I had to find Gandalf and with him ensure Thorin’s company was formed and departed at the correct time. I was also instructed to meet with each member of the White Counsel, Gandalf and Lord Elrond I knew I would meet on the quest, but Lady Galadriel and Saruman I would have to seek out, unless this went like the movie. Hopefully Thorin was hot like he was in the movie. Plus Yavanna had asked me to check on the ents. But I had years to do these things. For now though it was late winter and I needed to find Gandalf, Manwe had told me that he would meet me when I got off the boat but he was nowhere to be seen. I sat on the shore waiting well into the night, growing rather anxious, ‘how will I be able to find Gandalf in the whole of Middle Earth?’ I thought. When the wizard approached.

“Hello, I am Gandalf the Grey. I am terribly sorry I am late. I thought you would be having a merry time with the elves that greeted you.” The wizard greeted me.

“They were asking many questions and I enjoyed the time alone.” I said, “I’m Aurora by the way” Iquickly added realizing she forgot to introduce herself.

“Pleased to meet you”, Gandalf said. “I was told you have an important quest and that you know what will happen in the future? But are not to tell me what is to come?”

“I come from another world where the events for essentially the rest of the third age are told in a series of stories. I was charged by Eru to ensure that events go as they do in those stories, but I am allowed to save what lives I can in the process. We need to begin soon though. We need to be in Bree to meet Thorin Oakenshield by March 15th.”

“Then we must leave at once, come. I have brought you a horse,” said the wizard, leading me to the horses tied to trees in the woods just off the shore.

We rode for many days, getting along well speaking often of our time training in Valinor, Gandalf was also especially curious about the strange world that I had come from. He took much interest in the technology, thinking airplanes especially were the most marvelous invention he had ever heard of. On the 15th of March we arrived in Bree. It was an especially rainy day for the region Gandalf noted. We stood in the shadows waiting for the arrival of the dwarf prince. Once we saw a dwarf enter the Prancing Pony we entered after him.

Sitting inside the inn in front of the fireplace Thorin looked uneasy, then men began to approach him and he reached for his sword. Gandalf quickly moved to sit in front of Thorin leaving me trailing behind him. “Mind if we join you?” gesturing back towards me as I reached the table and sitting down. Gandalf then stopped the waitress, “I’ll have the same” gesturing to Thorin’s food.

“Same for me too, thank you,” i quickly added. The men that had originally been approaching Thorin sat back down, Thorin relaxed and looked surprised at the odd pair that sat in front of him, especially me. I just smiled back, unsure what to do under his intense gaze.

“We should introduce ourselves. My name is Gandalf, Gandalf the Grey,” Thorin looked at him recognizing the name, then Gandalf gestured to me saying, “and my companion here’s name is Aurora.” Thorin and I smiled at each other before Thorin turned his attention back to the wizard.

“I know who you are” Thorin said nodding towards Gandalf, “but you I am not familiar with”, he said turning back to me, “why would a beau-” he cleared his throat, “you be travelling with the wizard?”

“Good catch there,” I smirked at Thorin, “Our purpose in Middle Earth is the same, helping people, sometimes doing little bits of magic.”

Gandalf wanted to get to the point, “Well now. This is a fine chance.” he said in good humor before getting more serious, “what brings Thorin Oakenshield to Bree?”

Thorin looked skeptically between the two of them, his eyes lingering on me before answering in a hushed tone, “I received word, that my father had been seen wandering the Wilds near Dunland.” He stopped speaking in his hushed tone, “I went looking, I found no sign of him.” Said Thorin slightly shaking his head.

“Thrain,” Gandalf said.

Thorin sat up, “You’re like the others. You think he’s dead.” I wondered if I should tell him that his father was unreachable in Dol Guldur or just leave him ignorant. The problem was he’d go after him, derail the quest that had to happen in just over a month. There was unfortunately no time for him to rescue his father.

“I was not at the Battle of Moria.” Gandalf stated.

“No…but I was.” Thorin got a lost look in his eyes, reliving the horrible memories of the war. “My grandfather, Thror, was slain. My father led a charge toward the Dimrill Gate. He never returned. ‘Thrain is gone,’ they told me. He is one of the fallen. But at the end of that battle, I searched amongst the slain. To the last body. My father was not among the dead,” Thorin finished with determination.

“Thorin, it’s been a long time since anything but rumor was heard of Thrain.” Gandalf kindly said.

“He still lives. I am sure of it.” Thorin insisted.

“The ring your grandfather wore, one of the seven given to the Dwarf-lords many years ago, what became of it?” Gandalf questioned.

Thorin looked between the two of us confused as to why Gandalf was asking about it and answered, “He gave it to my father before they went into battle.”

“So Thrain was wearing it when he… when he went missing,” Gandalf said. Thorin only nodded in response. “That’s that then,” Gandalf finished. The waitress finally came over with their food and ale.

“I know my father came to see you before the battle of Moria. What did you say to him?” Thorin leaned forward asking.

“I urged him to march upon Erebor, to rally the seven armies of the Dwarves to destroy the dragon and take back the Lonely Mountain. And I would say the same to you. Take back your homeland.” Gandalf urged.

Thorin leaned back and looked at me. I just nodded in agreement with Gandalf. Looking back at Gandalf Thorin asked, “ This is no chance meeting is it, Gandalf?”

“No, it is not,” I said with a smirk.

Gandalf rummaged through his robes pulling out a message and saying, “The Lonely Mountain troubles me, Thorin that dragon has sat there long enough. Sooner or late darker minds will turn towards Erebor. I ran into some unsavory characters whilst travelling along the Greenway. They mistook me for a vagabond.”

“I imagine they regretted that.” Thorin added.

“One of them was carrying a message,” Gandalf said, sliding it across the table. “It is black speech.” Thorin inspected the message then looked at Gandalf who continued, “A promise of payment”

“For what?” Thorin asked.

“Your head.” I answered. Thorin looked up. “Someone wants you dead”

“Thorin, you can wait no longer. You are the heir to the Throne of Durin. Unite the armies of the Dwarves. Together you have the might and power to retake Erebor. Summon a meeting of the seven Dwarf families. Demand they stand by their oaths.” Gandalf urged.

“The seven armies swore that oath to the one who wields the King’s Jewel. The Arkenstone. It is the only thing that will unite them, and in case you have forgotten that jewel was stolen by Smaug.” Thorn’s voice began to raise as he spoke. The men from before left the inn.

“What if we were to help you reclaim it?” I asked.

“How? The Arkenstone lies half a world away buried beneath the feet of a fire breathing dragon.” Thorin reminded.

“Yes it does. Which is why we are going to need a burglar.” Gandalf said with a smile. There was not much more to discuss about the upcoming quest except for the meeting day of April 26th with the burglar. Gandalf got up to leave giving his goodbyes to both Thorin and I.

“Are you not leaving with him?” Thorin asked.

“No, my business with him was this meeting with you. Won’t need to do anything else with him until our next meeting in April. I thought I’d stay here with you and deter any potential attackers, at least until the pub part closes. If you do not mind that is?” I asked with a smile. Thorin gave a small smile and gestured that I could stay. “Good, you being safe is important and besides I kinda like the taste of their shitty ale.” I laughed.

We sat for sometime in silence, stealing quick glances at each other and drinking their ale.

“Earlier you said ‘your purpose in Middle Earth’ it almost makes it sound as if you are from somewhere else?” Thorin questioned.

“I am. I’m from a another world, somehow I Ended up in this weird forest with Eru and was given a mission, and then I was trained in Valinor for a while. Mostly by Mandos. I only got to Middle Earth last month. And Gandalf was also trained in Valinor but by Nienne.”

“Valinor and another world, interesting.” Thorin responded skeptically.

“I can prove it.” I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone. “This is called a phone, be careful of its glass. It’s technically for communicating and sending messages but it does a lot more. The easiest part to prove is with the camera.” I took a short video of Thorin and the surroundings then showed it to him. “See a different world, as far as I know there is nothing like this in the whole of Middle Earth.”

“No, there is not.” Thorin just stared at the screen in disbelief, a tiny glass box recording a moment in time seemed impossible to him, and yet here it was. The video as it was called playing over and over again. After watching the video at least six times Thorin slid the phone back over to me. “I believe you. Please allow me to get us more ale, then I would like to ask about the world you came from if I may?”

“More ale sounds wonderful” I responded, handing Thorin her cup with a smile.

Upon returning Thorin asked, “So what is your world like? Do you miss it?”

“Honestly pretty shitty. I didn’t exactly like it there if that wasn’t obvious. Not that this world doesn’t have its own problems. Complete lack of decent plumbing for one. And electricity was convenient, it’s kinda what powers the phone, like tiny lightning going through stuff to make it heat food or create light for example. Other than that I don’t really miss it. At least not yet. But the government was fucked and the same with the economy and there were like this handful of super rich people that hoarded all their wealth like a goddamn dragon. People in my country couldn’t pay for medical care and schooling, many struggled for food. Oh and the environment was dying, it got really hot, mega storms moved in, a bunch of animals were dying out. So overall I am happy to be here. I always dreamed of coming to some world like this and I have no intention of ever going back to mine.” I bluntly responded.

“I guarantee you that Middle Earth is filled with problems of its own. But at the very least the environment is doing well.” Thorin wasn’t really sure how to respond only offering a tiny smile.

“I would be suspicious of any world that was perfect, Valinor was almost like that. I knew of the problems here and I was busy everyday training but other than that it was so peaceful. It was weird, pleasant, but weird.”

“At least you were able to find some peace before coming to Middle Earth and embarking on a quest to steal from a dragon.”

I giggled, the ale growing increasingly heavier in her mind. “Only a slightly dangerous thing.” Earning a laugh from Thorin. We continued talking until we were only ones left in the pub, not noticing anyone but each other and our many ales.

The waitress approached, “Excuse me but the pub is closed now, please leave or go up to your room.”

“Sorry about that thanks for letting us know” I responded before turning to Thorin, “I’m assuming you rented a room for the night?”

“Yes, did you?”

“Nooo I’ll sleep in a tree somewhere. I’ll be fine.” With that I stood up and stumbled slightly. Thorin made an attempt to catch me but ended up bumping the table and falling into my chest. I erupted with laughter and Thorin let out a giggle as he held onto my arms. “Do you need me to walk you to your room Mr. Dwarf Prince.”

“You should. And you should stay in the room overnight.” Then realizing what he said Thorin quickly slurred out, “with clothes on, both of us of course. You may have the blankets. With my furs and ale and your company I’ll be warm enough” he said grinning widely.

“Mmm beds are nice. But no touching.” I joked, Thorin attempted to give a respectful bow but ended up further bumping the table earning a rather harsh glare from the bar keep. “They want us to leave now,” I whispered out with a giggle. “Where’s your roomOakenshield.”

Thorin led me up to the room and allowed me to lie down first under the covers before lying beside me on top of them. We Laid there incredibly stiff and awkward for a few moments all I could think of was the shitty fanfics o wrote about Thorin in the past, and he was even better looking than in the movies. I burst out into a fit of giggles leading Thorin to do so as well. I turned on my side to face Thorin.

“We’re way too awkward for this shared bed trope.” I giggled.

Thorin turned over to face me as well. “Shared bed trope?”

“Fanfiction. It’s people who enjoy a story and use the characters in it and write their own stories with the characters and stuff and some of them are inserts kind of like if you were suddenly an added character in the story. It’s mostly romance, and they have these tropes in them like having to share a bed or fake dating. It’s great I love them.”I said between my uncontrollable drunk giggles.

“Did you ever write any?”

“I did”

“Who did you write about? May I read it some day?

I felt my cheeks turn bright red and rolled back over onto my back, “Most definitely not. On a different subject this ceiling is terrible quality.”

Thorin continued to look at me smiling to himself, I could tell he would bring up the subject again in the future. “Yes they should really fix that”

“Did you even look?”

“Based on the quality of this bed, I believe you.” We laid there for sometime. My eyes drifted closed and breathing slowed. Dragging his finger along my arm Thorin whispered, “Aurora, what a strange and beautiful name.”

“Mm, what, what was that?” She grumbled half asleep.

“I thought you were asleep”

“I nearly was, then somebody started rubbing my arm. I believe I said no touching?” She said smiling at Thorin. “What did you say to me sleeping?”

“I was pondering your name is all.”

“No Auroras in Middle Earth then? I guess that makes sense considering it’s the name of a goddess, like a Valar but also really not, from an ancient empire.

“None that I have met, it is a great honor to be named after a Valar or something similar. What was this Aurora in charge of?”

“The dawn and now in my time the word has a lot of meaning tied to the dawn and just general light.”

“The name fits you well.” Thorin said with a sleepy smile.

“Thank you, Thorin mean anything?” She said rolling onto her side to look at him.

“He was a king in the line of Durin, I am Thorin the Second”

“Well I’m sure you’ll be an even greater king than he. Now would you mind if I try to get to sleep?”

“I will not disturb you again.”

We fell asleep facing each other and awoke with the sun just inches apart. With a groan I began to shuffle and get out of the bed quickly preparing to leave.

“I would have thought someone named after the dawn would be better in the mornings.” Thorin joked.

“My name may be based on the morning but I am most definitely a night owl.”

Getting up and grunting a bit himself Thorin asked, “Where will you go now? I still have that order out for my head.”

“Are you asking me to stay with you, Oakenshield?”

“For my protection of course.”

I smiled at him. “You are a mighty warrior from what I hear, I am sure you are more than capable of taking care of yourself. I only stayed last night to deter an attack that would disrupt the other people in the pub last night. I have other business in the east for now. I need to get going so I can make it to Bag End in time. It was lovely meeting you, Thorin.” With that I slipped out the door with Thorin staring after.

“I look forward to our next meeting,” Thorin whispered to himself.

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Masterlist

Edit: New Masterlist pinned at top of blog (7/15/20)

June 7, 2020

Thorin x Reader

Terrible Braiding 

Enchanted Berries

Headache , Part Two

Something There

Love of History, Part Two

With Me

Scars and Tattoos

Always Remember Us This Way 

Elf! Reader, childhood sweethearts request

Public Kisses Request

Reminiscence (Prompt Request) 

Frowns and Tickles (Prompt Request)

In Your Arms (Prompt Request)

Raven Tattoo (Request)

Morning Kisses (Prompt Request)

Bruised Lips (Prompt Request)

Strong Dwarven Ale (Request)

Thorin’s Company x Reader

Showing Thorin’s Company Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

Easter in Erebor

Bofur x Reader

You Again? Request

Nori x Reader

Rival Thieves (Request)

Legolas x Reader

Prettier (Drunk Drabble)

Kili x Reader

Disgusting Food (Drunk Drabble)

Sir Guy of Gisborne x Reader

What the Fuck? (Drunk Drabble)

Don’t be Nervous (Prompt Request)

Rainy Mornings (Prompt Request)

Move (Prompt Request)

Your Voice Helps (Prompt Request)

I Thought You Were Dead (Prompt Request)

Pinned (Prompt Request)

Fili x Reader 

You’re so Pretty (Drunk Drabble)

Tease (Prompt Request)

Raymond de Merville x Reader

Miserable Engagement (Drunk Drabble)

Fuck You (Prompt Request)

Dwalin x Reader

Carry me! (Request)

So Cute (Prompt Request)

Boromir x Reader

Dead (Prompt Request)

Sir Guy of Gisborne (x Reader) In Our Time (on going series)

Ice Cream Walks

Cellphone (Also part of Writing Event)

Lazy Nights

Not So Lazy Mornings (Smut Warning)

Floral Dress (Prompt Request)

Stubborn- Guy of Gisborne x Reader (on going series)

Stubborn Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Dawn- Thorin x Female OC (on going series)

Prologue

Lyn’s Writing Event 

Event Masterlist

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I Know How Your Story Ends - Prologue Part 2

Prologue Part 1 / Ch. 1


Part 2! Here we go! I got a little lazy near the end cause I’m excited to get on to the actual chapters, so sorry about that.

If y’all don’t wanna read this one here’s a TLDR; Reader gets drunk, sleeps, and buys a horse named Samwise and is now on their way to the shire

Warnings; probably more swearing, don’t remember

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At that point Gandalf had figured out you weren’t from middle earth at all. A quick conversation later and you knowing his name without him telling you made him realize something else was up as well.


So now here you were, he had invited you to come with him to Bree for he had someone to meet, and he planned to bring you along to what followed this meeting. If the meeting went well.


You didn’t know of his plans to keep you around though, so as you rode behind him on his horse you wondered what you would do when you made it to the town, since you still didn’t know how to get home.


Wait, weren’t you riding with a wizard?


“Hey Gandalf,” you spoke up after you two had been riding for awhile, “what do you know about other worlds?”


You don’t know why you hadn’t asked before, but better late than never.


“I know of them,” the grey wizard replied, “however I know no link between them, nor have I been to any others,”


“So you wouldn’t be able to, say, send someone to one? Even if that person is originally from said other world?”


“I don’t believe I would,”


Your heart sank, “oh,” I guess it wasn’t going to be that easy, why would it be?


“Where are you from Ms. Y/n? If you don’t mind me asking,” Gandalf asked.


“Well, I guess it’s pretty obvious by now, but I’m not from middle earth. I’m from another world entirely, I guess,”


You ended up explaining a bit to Gandalf as your journey to the nearby town continued and came to an end, and by the time it did Gandalf had made a decision.


“It seems that although I do not know how to help you right now, I must do what I can,” he spoke, “you will come with me and stay by my side until I can get you home,”


Your eyes widened as you looked up at the wizard, a mixture of shock and relief written on your face.


“Really? Oh thank god,” you let out a sigh, “or- Mahal, I don’t know what’d I do if I was supposed to be here alone,”


Gandalf hummed, a gleam in his eye as he smiled kindly at you. However, it changed to a more business look a second later.


“However,” you looked back up at him, “I have a meeting to attend to here as I mentioned earlier, and then I must head to the shire tonight,”


The shire? Why would he be going to the shire? Where even were you in the timeline right now? Dammit, you should’ve asked that.


“Business that you can not come along for, so I shall leave you here,” the wizard continued, and panic yet again rose in your gut.


“What? But you said-“


“Do not worry my dear, for we will meet again tomorrow evening. I shall provide you with money for a room at the inn tonight and a decent meal, along with money for a horse. You will go to the stables in the early morning and ask the man there for a horse, and by evening you will be in hobbiton. You will meet me at the hobbit hole with the marking on the door,”


“Wait, marking? What kind of marking?”


You were confused, but also a little skeptical. A hobbit hole with a marking on the door? Gears started turning.


“I’m fairly sure you are well aware of what it will look like,” Gandalf smiled his signature all knowing smile.


“Gandalf,”


You figured you’d ask one last question as he handed you a sack of what you would assume are coins for the things he said he’d provide you for. The old man hummed as he climbed back onto the horse, this time you weren’t getting on too.


“Has Erebor been reclaimed?”


“No, it has not,” He yet again, gave you a knowing smile, “fair well, dear Y/n, I shall see you tomorrow as the sun sets. You take the western road. The journey is not too long, but it is not short either, it is best if you leave as early as when you get your horse,”


And with that he left, and you watched him go. He entered Bree and disappeared into the crowds. Though you didn’t see that part since he dropped you just outside the gate. He couldn’t have at least brought you in?


You put that aside for a second, thinking.


Gandalf was going to the shire. He had a meeting tonight. Tomorrow you were supposed to meet at a certain hobbit hole there. Erebor was not reclaimed. Gandalf and hobbits. What the hell was with Gandalf and hobbits?


You put it together, a theory at least. You had been dropped the day before the quest began, and now you had no choice but to get a horse and join.


It wasn’t the first time you panicked since you got here, and it wouldn’t be the last. Nevertheless you walked into Bree, passing the gate and scanning the streets.


You saw the bar that was in both trilogies, the inn as well. You also walked to find the stable that you would purchase your horse from in the morning.


None of these buildings were too far apart, so at least you had that going for you. Y’know, in between the waking up in a whole new world and being left behind by the wizard.


Damn Gandalf. Why’d he have to leave you? Without explaining really anything either?


You ended up going back to The Prancing Pony, you had decided now was as good a time as ever to get some food. And hey, maybe you could try middle earth’s ale?


You asked for a room as soon as you walked in, and after you were gifted your key you decided to first go up and see what type of room you had gotten.


You opened the large wooden door and saw a single bed in the room, across from it was an old dresser with a clouded mirror. Despite the fact that it all the looked old and flashes of the ring wraiths passed through your mind, it didn’t look that bad.


You went and sat on the bed, the mattress sunk a bit under your weight. It seemed surprisingly comfortable, more so than you expected. As you were thinking this you absently looked up into the mirror, and saw the state of your hair.


Frizzed, and you could spot one or two leaves in there. How had you not noticed?


You decided that that wasn’t going to work, especially if you were planning to go back down for drinks soon.


You looked through the dresser, and to your luck a brush had been placed in the top drawer. Whose brush it was? You don’t know, but you figured it was fine for one day.


You brushed it all down and decided to pull your hair back into a single French braid, wanting to keep it out of your face as soon as possible. You struggled, not being the best at braiding your own hair, and it showed with the few loose strands that dangles in your face. You decided it was still better than leaving it down.


After that slight fix you made your way back to the bar, taking a seat at the counter on one of the big stools. It was loud, people hollering and it was reaching dusk now, more people would be coming in. You ordered some ale. Drink first, food later.


It didn’t go completely unnoticed by you how some wandering stares landed on you, a woman with a sword in a bar was not a normal sight. Especially not one who looked dressed for travel.


You first pint was served, and you stared down into the brown liquid, thinking. Wondering how you were going to survive in middle earth long enough for Gandalf to send you home. Wondering if you were actually at the point where Gandalf gets Thorin to reclaim Erebor or if it was all some weird coincidence.


You took a sip, middle earth’s ale was not underrated. You drank, and somewhere in there you ordered some food.


Luckily you went through your evening with no incidents, despite the fact that people were obviously curious about the woman with the sword. You thanked whatever god was in charge here for not letting anyone come ask questions.


You returned to your room later in the evening, and crashed, savouring the only bed you assumed you’d have for awhile. The next morning you went to the stable as Gandalf instructed.


You picked out a beautiful light brown horse, one that the man said was one of the strongest he had. You figured that’d be smart if you were traveling with Gandalf. As far as you knew you’d never be anywhere but on the road until he figured out how to get you home.


You also had some money left over after all of that surprisingly, Gandalf was loaded apparently. You decided to save it for if you needed it at some point.


You had named the horse Samwise, it felt like it fit. And together you and Samwise took to the road, still fairly early in the morning.


That was when you started your journey to hobbiton, where you would meet Gandalf at a certain hobbit hole.

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Bilbo

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Originally posted by emotionalevans

Honestly at first you downright terrified him more than Thorin did. When you walked in he let out a squeak of terror. After you began talking to him more and helping him he began to trust you and that trust blossomed into a firm friendship you both were always assisting each other in times of need of not. You and the hobbit kept in touch regularly after the fight for Erebor.

Thorin

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Originally posted by splashesdarling

He hated you to begin with, he even tried to get rid of you at certain points. You were an elf and he hated elves but as the journey got on you had developed a strange dynamic it was sort of a love hate relationship ultimately you won his trust and respect getting closer since you somewhat understood each other. You sat next to each other each night sharpening your weapons and telling stories.

Fili

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Originally posted by riotingravenclaw

He was cautious of you he didn’t hate you as his uncle did but he was weary still as his uncle began to trust you he did too. Fili was always pleasant and kind to you and you were back. You were never extremely close but you did find yourself talking to each other from time to time exchanging small talk and helping out here and there. You were pretty good friends.

Kili

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Originally posted by theincaprincess

He had a huge crush on you. He admired the way you used your bow your features everything about you was stunning to him. He was often flirting with you or telling you jokes. It was a cute duo to everyone else after you proved loyal to them. You and Kili practised shooting together and by no means let anyone hurt the other. You always had each other’s back and you both were the most playful pair in the company.

Dwalin

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Originally posted by maidhros

He wasn’t impressed. A hobbit he could deal with but an elf. He had his guidelines but he couldn’t deny you grew on him you were brave and strong something he admired in people. He started to loosen up around you offering you a spare blanket or his coat when it got too cold. You, Dwalin and Thorin were what kept the company together with skill. You made a long lasting friendship with Dwalin.

Balin

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Originally posted by cestpasfaux24601

He was sweet to you. When no one in the company seemed to like you that much he was the first to give you a chance letting you know that they were just being weary and they’d all come to appreciate you soon. He was your first friend always offering support and guidance when you couldn’t find it yourself. You share a very calm and helpful friendship.

Bofur

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Originally posted by maidhros

Like Balin he was one of the first to give you a chance he taught you how to play music and shared a lot of jokes many of which turned into inside jokes. He was always optimistic no matter what the situation something you found helpful and he was always there if you needed cheering up. He loved you like you were his sister god forbid anyone hurt you.

Gloin

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Originally posted by captain-flint

He rubbed you the wrong way and you both disliked each other. He was always so angry and bitter towards everyone especially you. You couldn’t have a convocation with him without being cursed at for being an elf or not strong enough. He saw you as a drag and untrustworthy because he was unable to see you as a person you established no bond.

Bombur

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Originally posted by themiddleearthworldoftolkien

He didn’t think much of you not in a bad way but he just never bothered to talk to you. You exchanged some casual convocation here and there but nothing to form any sort of friendship. Still you neither disliked or liked each other settling in the middle being acquaintances. He admired your skills though.

Nori

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Originally posted by astr0fille

He was fine with you. You were both pleasant to one another he valued you because you were a huge help to the company and could hold your own very well. Occasionally, you complimented each other or assisted with something. You were friends and you were both happy leaving it there. Willing to help each other if you ever needed it.

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Imagine being a jaded teenager and traveling w/ the company

(female oriented. Also, I’m giving you a messy pixie cut w/ a rattail cuz I want to and I can)

*at Bagend*

Bilbo: “If I may ask, what made you want to cut all your hair off?” *honestly mistook you for a young boy for for a few minutes*

You: “Just to screw with people.” *barely makes eye contact*

*company camping around fireplace*

You: *sitting next to Kili and playing with your silver crescent moon necklace*

Kili: *reaches over and gently plays with your braid*

You: “Would you stop playing with my rattail?”

Kili: * chuckles and doesn’t stop* “It’s fun to play with.”

You: *after a moment of silence* “Motherf-” *smacks his hand away and hisses like a cat*

Kili: *backs off in fear, holding his hands up*

*later*

Fili: “Okay, let’s say: you’re stranded on an island. What’s the one thing you’d brig with you?”

You: “That’d never happen to me.” *doesn’t look up from your book*

*at Rivendell*

You: *slouching at the dining table w/ your arms crossed and a monotone expression*

Thorin: “(Y/n), please sit up straight.”

You: *slouches deeper into your chair*

Thorin: “(Y/n)…”

You: *keeps going*

Thorin: “(Y/n).“

You: *has slouched so low that you’re almost at the bottom of the chair but your expression hasn’t changed*

Thorin: *facepalms realizing the attempt was fruitless* “Mahal child.”

*later*

Elrond: “If I may ask, how can you stand to travel with 13 dwarves?”

You: *keeps a straight face* “I learned how to give less fucks at the age of 14.”

Bilbo: “(Y/n)! Language!”

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Faerie Courting customs. The hobbit x reader

Imagine being a faerie in Thorins Company, and the Dwarves asking about your Customs, so you decide to be Dramatic telling them your Courting customs.😎 much to Gandalf’s great amusement.😏( poor Bilbo ) implied Thorin x reader.

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(A/N) I may or may not make this into a story so let me know what y’all think.😋

and you and Bilbo are such good friends in this you basically consider each other siblings.

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Balin: so lass what can you tell us about your kin? so little is known about Faeries.”

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Thorin: I must admit, I’m a little curious myself.” *smiles slightly*

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Gandalf: *gives Thorin a look*

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Ori: I’d love to write about your Culture too Y/N…I-if you don’t mind that is.” *blushing nervously*

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You: hmm, *twitches wings* what’d you want to know first?”

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Kili: OH! I know, tell us how fairies go about Courting Y/N!!” *smirks at his uncle*

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Fili: I agree brother, I’d like to hear it as well.” *winks*

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Thorin: *glares at Fili & Kili*

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Bilbo: T-That is hardly an appropriate question you too, honestly!!” *Blushing furiously*

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You: *blinks*…alright.”

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Gandalf: *gives you a suspicious glance*

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You: *gives Gandalf your classic mischievous grin / up to no good face*

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You: …well first, We love Music so we usually Sing to show romantic interest,” *smiles sweetly*

however we do have a tendency to be violent towards flirts who aren’t our ‘SoleMate’ so IF we show romantic interest, it’s definitely to our Mate…it’s just a natural instinct.” *shrugs dismissively*

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Bilbo,Thorin, Dwalin, and the Company,….*internally*(Holy s#@t.)

Gandalf: *exchanging knowing looks with Balin while chuckling*

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You: Since we have a strong loyalty to our ‘Mate’ if they ever reject us, we’ll literally become cursed, slowly turn to Stone, Crumble into Dust and DIE.”

and our hearts will turn into cursed Jewels that would doom any who claim it….”* twirls hair nonchalantly like the extra queen you are.*

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Balin: *couhg* Well that’s..interesting.”

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Thorin: *clears throat* Indeed.” *shifts on his feet glancing at your hair and wings.*

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Dwalin: So Fearies don’t use braids for cuorting like dwarfs then?” *smirks at Thorin*

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Thorin: *gives Dwalin a look of ‘please don’t’*

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You: *looks innocently as can be* Nope…but we do Bite our Mate in order to ‘clame them’, Usually on the neck, collar or wrist.” *tilts head and smiles cutely*

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Thorin: *bug eyed and slack-jawed Because dang how can you say something like THAT and look so freakin innocent!*…..

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The Company: *awkwardly trying to step away from Thorin without being noticed*

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You: Oh come now, *giggles* what’d you think these were for? *flashes your sharp canines in a cheeky smile* There not just for looking pretty you know.”

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Gandalf: *trying not to choke on his pipe laughing at your Blunt antics*

She’s quite right, It’s an old tradition of theirs. *looks at Thorin*

I’ve also heard that a fairies wings are considered sacred..and touching them is an act reserved for only their family, or Soulmate.”

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You: *puffs out cheeks* Radigast told you that didn’t he, *mumbles* little snitch.

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Bilbo: *trying his best not to faint and is as red as a tomato at this point*

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Fili&Kili: *silently regretting all the times they teased you about your fangs*

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The Company: *remembers that one time you almost killed Bofur after he patted you on the back*

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Thorin: *almost as red as Bilbo, remembering when he touched your wings, Several times*

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You: *ignores everyone’s reaction*

you know my brother Marked his Elleth Mate on the wrist. *sighs dramatically and stares dreamily at the sky*

it was so sweet! He always was a romantic one. Maybe I should consider marking my Mates wrist too someday?” *fluters wings while smirking at a certain Dwarf King*

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Thorin: *Gulps lightly*

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Bilbo: *faints*

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You: *blinks at Bilbo’s unconscious body* oops…”

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*looks at Gandalf who is currently laughing his but off at the poor hobbit*

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You: too much?”

*looks back at Bilbo*…sorry Billy boy.”

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Pairing: Slight Lindir x reader and Fili x reader in here. Send me your requests!
Word count: 2404 (lmao its so long im sorry)                                                Summary; You just wanted a normal day for once but turns out you just can’t and end falling into middle earth and accompanying Thorin’s epic quest         Warnings: Swearing, oblivious!modern!reader                                                   A/N: Hey guys I promise this chapter is actually good unlike the last one lmao. Also there’s a little lindir x reader in here so be warned haha.

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Everything hurt, and when you said everything you meant everything. Even your arms hurt and you were given the lightest pack!

You wished the ponies hadn’t run away… Or you know, eaten.

It wasn’t your fault you had stumbled upon the trolls when you went to pee, they just sort of popped outta nowhere carrying away the company’s ponies. Your brain couldn’t even process what you saw and to top it all off after Kíli, Fíli, and Bilbo found you hiding near a fallen log, the princes forced you an Bilbo to go check them out. Some friends they were!

The trolls were probably the most ugly things you had the pleasure of gazing upon and you certainly did not want tocheck them out’ as Fíli put it. You weren’t a warrior or Bilbo’s size and so once the two of you stealthily padded over to where your captured ponies where, the one sharpening a knife, William, had spotted you.

Bilbo of course-that lucky bastard, escaped once Tom, the one with the cold, snatched you up by the ankle.

You really hated your life right then.

Though, just as the trolls decided to make you into a pie, your heroes, beards and all, came to your rescue. Yet, as brave as they were it didn’t go as planned and poor Bilbo almost had his limbs ripped off. And so, you were all shoved into burlap sacks while some of the dwarves were strapped onto a spit. You were included in that bunch lucky enough to roast on the fire and strapped on under Bofur’s stinky feet and above Dwalin’s tattooed head. You made sure your feet dug into his back each time he complained about your own smelly feet or how the fire singed his skin.

But, as always, Gandalf came to the rescue just as the sun rose and cracked the giant stone. Just like in Narnia! Anyways….

Now you had no ponies, and that meant you could feel the full wrath of your Converse shoes plus thin socks. Helllooooo blisters!

At first you didn’t think it was such a terrible idea to walk the rest of the way, like, Erebor couldn’t be that far away right? Also, the weather wasn’t terrible and although you hated walking, it was better than getting sore muscles from ridding a pony all day.

Boy, were you wrong.

The first bad thing to happen besides the trolls of course, was the strange other wizard with bird shit in his hair and screamed about evil and spiders and shit. The only good thing that came out of the chance encounter with Radagast the Brown was that Fíli and Kíli had the balls to actually apologize to you for forcing you to meet with the trolls. You gave them each a good punch to the stomach, not that it hurt them in anyway at all…Really, it hurt you instead to the point of your knuckles bruising.

Damn those dwarves! At least they gave you kisses upon your injured fist and a group hug that left you gasping for breath when they squeezed too hard.

At first you thought nothing about the howls that echoed around the forest but after a wolf, which most definitely was not a wolf, nearly killed poor Bofur, but your Hulk with tattoos whacked it over its head with his intimidating axe before it could do any harm.

And now you were running. That’s right, running while the Company and you bolted across the land covered in yellow grass to God knows where.

It was no secret that you weren’t the most athletic human being to ever live, but sometimes a girl gotta lift some weights every now and then. So in no way you were considered weak(at least for human standards) but running! You despised running.

Goddamnit, I knew I should of used the treadmill, you thought gloomily.

“(y/n)! Keep up!” Thorin barked, yanking you from your horrid thoughts of impeding doom.

“I could if I didn’t have short fuckin’ legs.” You hissed under your breath while picking up your pace.

You legs burned but the thought of being consumed by an angry pack of oversized dogs and strange mutated goblin things kept you going. That is, until you were surrounded by the snarling beasts.

Oh, what have you gotten yourself into?

“(y/n)!” Thorin shouted, snatching your arm to pull you out of the way as one of the wargs charged.

His blade easily sliced through its pelt and you winced as the beast fell. You sure hoped you’d never be on the receiving end of his blade…

“Stay behind me,” Thorin ordered, glancing behind his shoulder. “I intend to keep you alive.”

“Great.” You breathed, glancing behind you to see if there was another escape rout. There wasn’t anything but rock behind you. Or so you thought.

“This way, you fools!” The sudden voice of Gandalf ordered, his pointy hat popping out from the rock.

You didn’t hesitate in throwing yourself into the alcove of rock, desperate to escape the threat of a having your face ripped off. Try explaining that to your mother once you returned home.

The rest of the dwarves and Bilbo barreled in after you, some of them landing right on top of you. Namely Bombur.

For some reason the idea of getting squashed by a massive dwarf was better than being eaten in your mind. Maybe it was because Bombur gave you food. Yeah, that was it.

Anyhow, with a devious smirk from Gandalf and moody grumbles from the dwarves, you all piled into the narrow passageway that smelled like wet rock and moss. You tried you best not to trip over the stones that jutted out on the path, but it happened every so often anyways. Thankfully Fíli caught you each time.

“Careful, lass.” He chuckled, blue eyes twinkling. “Wouldn’t want ya to hurt yourself.”

“I’m surprised I haven’t yet.” You laughed. “Knowing my luck I’ll probably be sliced into pieces soon, or thrown off a cliff, or maybe eaten…”

You missed the flash of worry present on Fíli’s face, too occupied with trying to maneuver safely out of the crevice, or as you deemed it, a secret passage. You for one wanted to get out of the small space as quickly as possible.

And as if someone answered your prayers, the passage opened up to probably the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen. You let out a gasp and wandered to the edge of the small cliff that led into the valley.

“The Valley of Imladris,” Gandalf spoke. “In the common tongue it is known by another name. Here lies the last Homely House East of the sea.”  

It was gorgeous and magical all at once from what you saw, with it’s ornate buildings built upon the various rivers and cascading falls. Already you could feel the spray of the waterfalls from up on the ledge, a bubble of excitement building inside you.

The rest of the dwarves seemed to be as mystified as you were but after a few angry words from Thorin in that harsh language of theirs, they were snapped out of the spell. You, not really giving two shits about what Thorin said, happily trotted along with Gandalf who led the line of dwarves down the pass and onto the beautifully carved bridges.

“Gandalf?” You said dreamily.

“Yes, dear one?”

“What is this place?”

“It is called Rivendell in the common tongue. The elves call it Imladris.” The wizard answered with a smile.

“Elves?”

Your second question was left unanswered as you crossed a final bridge and into a courtyard. Trees with shimmering green and golden leaves swayed around the circular area, the rushing river hugging the left side of it. You spun around and breathed in the sharp mountain air as it rustled your hair, the scent of lilacs lingering as an after taste. If magic had a smell this would be it.

Just as you did another spin to memorize the scenery, a man with long brown hair with a silver diadem placed upon his brow, gracefully descended down the steps towards the Company. He wore a purple robe, but as he got closer you realized the cloth wasn’t just purple; t was black and silver and gold, and the deepest shade of something similar to purple that you could not name. It truly was magic.

In your confusion to name the color of the mystery man’s robe, you also took note of his not-so-human like ears. They were pointy. When Gandalf mentioned elves your mind took the courtesy of imagining little tiny people with brightly colored clothes with golden bells and pointed shoes, not drop-dead gorgeous men with long flowing locks.

“Mithrandir.” The elf called.

“Ah! Lindir!” Gandalf greeted, placing his hand on his heart, the elf doing the same.

The rest of the conversation went right over your head as the two fell into some other kind of language you couldn’t hope to comprehend. It sounded nice though. Much more gentle and smooth compared to what the dwarves spoke, like comparing water to rock.

At least while they spoke you could dreamily stare at ‘Lindir’, as Gandalf called him. Unfortunately it didn’t last long since the sudden sound of a horn being blown echoed around the valley. An iron fist wrenched you away from Galdalf’s side and threw you into the center of a smelly dwarf circle along with Bilbo. The dwarves all bared their weapons as at least 50 horses surrounded them, towering over the party.

They were all so pretty even if the carried swords and spears.

You were too lost in your thoughts and overwhelmed by Rivendell and its inhabitants to notice that the Lord of Rivendell had welcomed you with open arms. Too overwhelmed it seemed that even as the company followed Lord Elrond up the stairs, you didn’t even notice.

“Excuse me, my lady.” A soft voice spoke as you leaned over the edge of the courtyard to peek at the running river.

You whipped around, you fascination now fixed on a certain elf who stood before you. He was even more impressive up close and seeing his near perfect self you realized you probably looked like utter shit. Dirt covered your clothes and shoes and you probably had mud streaked across your forehead along with a couple of bleeding scratches you hadn’t bothered to worry about. In all honesty you were surprised you were even allowed in here. Speaking of not being allowed in places…where did your friends go?

“Um…hi?” You stuttered, faltering under Lindir’s intense gaze.

“I do not mean to be insensitive, my lady, but you are not a dwarf.” He stated, his head tilting to the side. “Why would a human girl such as yourself be traveling with them?”

Why indeed, you thought bitterly, flashes of that night where you had fallen into Middle Earth spinning inside your head.

You shrugged and gave Lindir a wry smile. “Dunno, it wasn’t like I had much of a choice.”

Lindir’s puppy dog eyes widened. “You were kidnapped?”

“What? No!” You laughed, scratching the back of your head. “It’s just-it’s a long story and I’d probably bore you out of your mind if I told you. Plus you’d never believe me.”

Lindir gave you an empathetic smile and brushed a pale hand over your shoulder, the touch sending shivers through you. “Come, I will bring you to your friends, and if you wish you may tell me your tale while we walk.”

“Oh, o-okay..” You said, blushing a fiery red that put tomatoes to shame. “Your name is Lindir right?”

“Yes, my lady.” He said, folding his arms behind his back as you both climbed the marble steps.

“That’s a nice name.” You said without thinking. After processing what you did, you hurriedly blurted out something before Lindir realized what you said. “My name is (y/n), by the way. Not that you care or whatever. Just thought you should know since you keep calling me 'my lady’. I’m not a princess or anything…ha..ha..”

You swore at yourself for rambling. Goddammit (y/n), this is why people think you’re crazy!  

“(y/n).” He repeated as if testing to see how it sounded on his own tongue. You blushed again. “A lovely name for an equally lovely lady.”

You swore you just had a heart attack. This man- or rather elf, was a smooth talker and eye candy. Though, he was probably just being nice. I mean, you looked like a hobo and you were  a guest and all. You sighed.

Oh well, at least you could say you got complimented at least once by a hot guy even if it was just out of hospitality.

As Lindir escorted you through the swirling designs and patterns of Rivendell, you couldn’t help falling a little in love with the place. It was so peaceful and lovely here, much different from your journey here and the urban life back at home.

You rounded another corner and Lindir stopped in front of an ornate looking door. Flowers hung from the ceiling, framing the wood and you reached out to thumb a scarlet petal, marveling at the color.

“This is your room Lord Elrond has provided you, lady (y/n).” Lindir smiled, pearly white teeth flashing behind his lips. “A bath has been drawn and clothes are laid out for you if you decide to dine with Lord Elrond and your Company tonight.”

Your heart swelled at his kindness. “Thanks Lindir.”

He bowed his head in acknowledgement, his hand unclasping from behind his back to reach for your own. His soft hand held your forearm with a certain tenderness and swept down towards your wrist, his nimble fingers brushing against the fragile bone, then finally down to grasp your hand in his, knuckles faced up. Meeting your eye, he brought your hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss upon your bruised knuckles, much like how Fíli and Kíli did earlier that day.

“I hope to see you at dinner, (y/n).” Lindir murmered. “You still have not told me your tale, and I wish to hear it.”

“Alright.” You hummed sheepishly, your face matching the scarlet flowers that hung from the potted plants.

With one last smile, Lindir turned gracefully on his heel and disappeared down another corridor, his purple robes and his dark hair flowing behind him. You couldn’t help the dopey smile that lingered on your lips.

Rivendell was rockin’.  

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Forgive me, my love

Thorin Oakenshield x Female Hobbit Reader!

REQUESTED by @pilindielofgondor
:Hii☺
Well, I was thinking in Thorin. Reader is a female hobbit and is secretly in love with him, she is shy, kind and strongwilled.
I was thinking on set the oneshot after claiming the Lonely mountain, reader sees what’s happening to him, and gets deeply sad, and frustrated of not knowing how to help him.
Thank you for again take caring my requests!!
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“Thorin, they are dying out of there.” As the Dwalin’s crying rings desperately, at in this halls with the dozens of stone pillars, you gazed upon the throne, where he, the one who was now avoiding your eyes to meet, once you used to know, and grew to love.

“There are halls beneath halls within this mountain,” As Dwalin’s words had done, you saw that his big blue eyes had widened with sudden realizations at last.

Yes, Thorin, perhaps we could take the women and children and wounded people, to hide in here! You are back,

And suddenly he watched that the weak, and paled but ravishing smile has drawn upon your beautiful face again, relieved with those signs, and met with your eyes proudly. But both of you were wrong.

“- places we can fortify. Shore up, make safety. Come, Y/N, Amrâlimê (my love).” He grabbed your wrist firmly, and tried to take you with him, without listening about your words, nor Dwalin’s. Your single - no, tear drops had rolled down from the core deep down inside of your heart, and your heart for him, had stopped.

“My love? - Y/N?” Your beloved king, and warrior, and your own life had called for your name, tried to know what had made so discomfort, and discourage you, like this.

“Yes, yes. That’s it. You’re right, Dwalin. We must move the gold further underground, at the safety. With us, me, and my queen Y/N, the rulers of under this mountain. Y/N, please come, my love. My Queen, amrâlimê.”

You bit your lips aggressively. Amrâlimê, yes. You did want to hear that endearing word, from out of him, but from his own true heart, and furthermore, not like this.

You shook your head aggressively, and took your wrist out of his firm grabb. The red, scarlet drops from your lips, was the only thing that was ringing like a huge, immense sound of bronze bell’s, in that, breathless and poor places, which were carved with golden sickness; that could even recognize himself and lost, who he was.

“Y/N?”

“Go by yourself, alone.” Your eyes had turned into the furious calmed eyes, which none of them; the dwarves, and even yourself, never seen before.

“Lass,” Even Dwalin did have never saw you, were annoyed like this.

You truly knew, than any of others, that you shouldn’t expose your anger in such a way of showing your tempers. But this, this wasn’t him; that you knew before, the dwarf, whom you grew to love.

“Have you just come to steal my golds, and jewels from me, from under of this mountain too?” Thorin, who had stolen your heart wholly, who you vowed to love, and gave your heart, now glared you with doubting eyes.

Your heart sinked. Who is this dwarf, now speaking like this to you, and where’s your own dearest royal, brave king, for whom that you had made your own vow to love, and to make happy, till your last breath fades away.

“Thorin!! How dare you speak to Y/N, like that!”

You gave a Dwalin, who was now defending you, from his dagger words, an asking glances, but no; he can’t also help you.

You refused your dearing friend, Dwalin’s trying to hold you back, and continued your word.

“Did you just hear what Dwalin said? ‘They are dying!’ Out of there!” You pointed out the battle field, where now the all innocent lives are dying.

Thorin saw your eyes were reddened, with full of watery tears, which were reflecting himself; his look, vividly.

Dwalin continued his words, within tears in his eyes too, in very lowered, but in strong voice.

“Dain is surrounded. They’re being slaughtered, Thorin.”

You watched that the one who once was brave, and valued the every lives, knowing that all lives are equally worth, and priceless, no matter how they were very different, but that warm hearted Dwarf was no more here.

You’ve remembered that eye, once that captivated your heart, and still does, but which was very ready to sacrifice himself for his honor, and for his people’s sake.

****

You remembered all of them. When you first saw him, in your lovely, cozy house at the underhil, Baggins’, in your brother Bilbo’s house.

'Gandalf, I thought you said this place would be easy to find.’ The young dwarf prince, whose eyes were carrying the strong will to reclaim his ancestors’ honour, and their home, and whose life was not even, more closed to the tough and scarred mine.

'So, this is the Hobbit.Stubborn, but Royal to his people; known that the every lives were sacred.

'Sorry? You’re what? Thorin Oakenshield?’ This was how you first saw him.

'So, have you ever fight before-’

'Of course not! I’m a farmer and a healer, not a fighter!! and I ever, ever haven’t fought, or slayed someone!’

'What’s your weapon of choice,’

I beg your pardon?

And after saving him from the disgusting snake’s mouth, Azog the defiler; the moment when your life was nearly taken:

'Y/N!! Look at you! Your back!! You’re bleeding badly-’

'Bofur, Oin- where is he? Thorin, Where’s he!’

'Y/N, let me see him, maybe I can do something for him.’

'Gandalf, I am a healer too!’

And the moment when you finally learnt your true heart; actually you nearly killed him, with your sudden hug:

'The halfling-’

'Here’s the halfling,’

And..

'Show your hand!’

You caressed the acorn necklace, which is swinging around at your neck.

'Acorn necklace, that I made it to youYou.. You’ve carried it all this way..?

“Yes, I still am carrying that…” The heavy, bitter tears had washed your cheeks.

And you silently felt the heaviness of this, cursed stone, which drove your love into madness.

“Y/N?”

“I’ll see you in the morning, Bofur. Good night.

And you know why Bofur silently smiled, and kissed to your hand, with silent tears.

“Good bye, Y/N.” And as his last farewell ends, as his looks had gone from your sight, you silently murmured.

“Good bye, Thorin..”

But your last word did not reach to him.

Forgive me, my love.


A/N: I am truly sorry.. This is so angsty.. than I thought… But I hope that you would love😭

Reblogs are appreciated❤

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𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗: 𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢

𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖: 𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚝/ 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚗

𝙰/𝚗: 𝚒 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎!! 𝙸𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎!! 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝. 𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢❤︎

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  • 𝚂𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢
  • 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚘𝚢
  • 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎. 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚙𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏
  • (𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚡𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚍)
  • 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊
  • “𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐“ 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎
  • 𝙵𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚜
  • 𝙾𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚑
  • 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙶𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚏
  • 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 (𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖)
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢
  • 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙾𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜
  • 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎
  • 𝚂𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 (𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙵𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒) 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎
  • 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎
  • 𝙾𝚛𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚣𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕
  • 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢
  • 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑
  • 𝙱𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚜
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙶𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑
  • 𝙻𝚘𝚠𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎
  • 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚎
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚛
  • 𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 “𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚕𝚎“ 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘
  • 𝙳𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝙸𝚏 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎’𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚎
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝙰𝚣𝚘𝚐
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝟷𝟶𝟶% 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜
  • 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜
  • 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 (𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝙶𝙸𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚂𝙿𝙸𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙴𝙰𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄)
  • 𝙼𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜…𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 ✨𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜✨
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 “𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚐𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗“
  • 𝚂𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙽𝙾𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚍
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚎
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠
  • 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘
  • 𝙼𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 “𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎“
  • 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚜
  • 𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛
  • 𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 ’𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗’
  • 𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎
  • 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 🤏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙽𝙾 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙼𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙴𝚂 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙳𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙷𝙾𝙱𝙱𝙸𝚃
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚜 ’𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎’ 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝
  • 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢
  • 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚢𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎
  • “𝙸 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝙰𝙲𝙾𝚂𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙾𝙵 𝙼𝙸𝙳𝙳𝙻𝙴 𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙷 𝙹𝚄𝚂𝚃 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚄𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚄𝙿 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚆𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙽𝚃 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙾𝚁𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙽𝙾𝙿𝙴 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙴𝚂 𝚄𝙿 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴“
  • 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗
  • 𝙶𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙱𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝚂𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘
  • 𝙵𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚞𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝙰𝙳
  • 𝙲𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 ’𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎’
  • 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘
  • 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚞𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘
  • 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍
  • 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖
  • 𝙳𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎
  • 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝙳𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝙵𝚒𝚕𝚒, 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒, 𝙳𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘
  • 𝙵𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗g 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚐
  • 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝙰𝚣𝚘𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚘𝚕𝚐
  • 𝙰𝚣𝚘𝚐 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑
  • 𝙵𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚒 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙱𝚘𝚕𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛
  • 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢
  • 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚣𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙿𝚃𝚂𝙳
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛
  • 𝙱𝚒𝚕𝚋𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚘. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚎
  • 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛
  • 𝙴𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 (𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚘)

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Originally posted by mizar113

(Author’s Note:  Anyone having trouble sleeping?  Here’s a cozy Company having good times and good sleepies on the road.)

   “We set up camp here,” Thorin announced.

   You let out a sigh of relief, slipping your bag off your shoulders and letting it fall to the ground.  It had been a long day of travel.  Even with such excellent and entertaining companions, you were beyond glad that it was time for the group to get settled for the night.  At this point, Thorin didn’t even need to give any orders.  Everyone knew their role.  Bombur, Bifur, and Bofur were gathering ingredients for a campfire meal while Ori, Nori, and Dori unpacked bedrolls and blankets.  Oin and Gloin gathered firewood. You, Fili, and Kili built a makeshift fire pit from stones and dirt.  Dwalin and Balin secured the rest of the supplies.  Bilbo jumped from group to group to help with anything he could.

   It wasn’t long before the Company sat around the campfire with their bowls of stew, laughing and telling stories. 

   “Nothing, in my mind, compares to the time Kili tripped over a tree root and tumbled all the way down that steep hill,” Bofur chuckled.  “The poor lad’s face was a tomato.”

   While the others burst out laughing, Kili shook his head and tried to fight the smile that crept its way into his expression at the memory.  You patted his shoulder, though unable to hold back your own laughter as you recalled witnessing the event on the road.

   The night was clear and beautiful.  Dozens of stars glimmered in the deep blue canvas of a sky.  It was chilly out, but you were warm in your spot perched between Fili and Kili in front of the fire.  The heat of the flames warmed your face, and their presence beside you warmed the rest of you, including your heart.  You loved traveling with the Company.  It was like a family gathering every night.  The months you spent on the road meant many shared experiences.  Not to mention you got to hear stories from the others’ previous lives, and in turn they liked to ask questions about your life before setting out on this journey.

   Bofur was practically rolling on the ground now from Dwalin’s silly tale, shaking with laughter, and the older Company member was smirking.  “Oh-ho-ho-oh my!”  He wiped his eyes comically.  “As much as it pains me to say, it’s getting late, lads and lass.  I’m turnin’ in.”

   “He is right,” Thorin agreed seriously.  “We must leave before dawn tomorrow.”

   “Alright, alright,” Nori said.

   You started collecting empty bowls to pass to Bombur, exchanging looks of amusement with Fili and Kili.  Even though the jokes and the storytelling was coming to an end for the evening, you didn’t fret.  There was even more to this time of night that you enjoyed.

   The others started settling in their bedrolls, and you could even hear a few snores already.  They were better with extreme hot and cold temperatures, but you and Bilbo were not, so your bedrolls were strategically placed in the center of the group.  You curled up in yours, pulling the blanket over you and relaxing into the warm fabric.  More snores chorused from the group.  Fili, who’s bedroll was on your left, was already drifting off the sleep.  Kili, however, was lying awake on your right.

   “Psst, hey Kili,” you whispered.

   He looked over at you.  “Yes, ________?”

   “You tired?” 

   He nodded.  “I am indeed, but tonight Bombur’s snoring is keeping me awake.”

   “Really?” you chuckled as quietly as you could.  “I find it comforting, having everyone all here.  Sometimes when it’s too quiet, I have a hard time falling asleep.  I guess knowing that everyone here is comfortable and getting rest is relaxing to me.”

   “When you put it that way, it doesn’t sound so bad.”  Kili rolled over onto his side to face you, smiling.  “Goodnight, _________.”

   “Goodnight, Kili.”

   The two of you fell into silence, and it wasn’t long after that you heard Kili’s snoring.  You smiled to yourself and focused on the breathing of your comrades.  It was cozy and snug in the center of the sleeping circle, and the embers in the fire provided just enough warm light to soothe you to sleep.

   “Goodnight,” you mumbled, half-asleep.

   And you thought you heard a quiet “goodnight” from Thorin, who also sounded like he was drifting.  It was then that you fell into a deep sleep.

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He hadn’t excepted to be so taken by you, but when he heard you speak it caused his heart to skip.

He couldn’t help but watch you leave from his cell. Dangerous yet graceful, strong spoken but quiet.

And the moment you turned to look his way, more likely to make sure the cell door was closed, he realized he had been staring and quickly looked away.

But you saw and couldn’t help but smile.

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Cause he too could’ve feel for an elf too 🥰

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The Truth (Thorin x gn reader)

Requested by: anon

Request: maybe you could write an imagine for Thorinxfem!Reader something along the lines of Fili and Kili pulling a prank that forces the reader and Thorin to spend some alone time together and their “hidden” feeling for each other come to light?

Warnings: trap in a room (??)

A/n: haven’t done much for Thorin 😬🥰

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Originally posted by spockemon

It was a prank that had gone perfectly wrong.

Ever since Erebor had been reclaimed and the battle was over Fili and Kili were focused on trying to set you and Thorin up.

It had been obvious to the two of your shared feelings for one another. However with the dangers of the journey and the dragon sickness that took over Thorin neither of you seemed to have time to share your feelings not that either of you wanted to admit them.

So a prank was put into action to get you two to confess to one another. And it was a perfectly halfway thought out plan.

The idea was to trick the two of you into the same room while hiding for a surprise party though there was in fact no party. It was simple and seemed good enough.

Fili was to tell you and Kili was to tell Thorin where to go and you both followed through perfectly.

“Who’s surprise party is this?” You asked Thorin when he entered the room.

“I was to believe it was for you, none of the others have one around this time.” Thorin answered now just as confused as you.

He knew everyone’s birthday in the company except yours, since that was not talked about on the journey.

“I think we have been misguided.” You stated.

“They were always mischievous, but this seems on the weaker side of their tricks.” Thorin replied wondering why they would pull such a low prank as this.

Before either of you thought to leave the doors were pulled shut. You and Thorin ran to the doors hearing Fili and Kili whispering on the other side. Thorin grabbed the door handle which broke in his hand.

This is what had made it go perfectly wrong.

“Great. It’s so old we no longer have a handle.” Thorin said looking to you.

“The handle broke off Will you two let us out?” You more so said sternly than asked.

“No not yet!” Kili yelled back.

Causing you and Thorin to exchange looks.

“Fili, Kili let us out!” Thorin demanded but you could hear the laughing of the two.

“Not until you two talk some things out.” Fili said still leaving the two of you in the shadows of everything that was happening.

“We’ll be back in a hour or two.” Kili sand and You heard the two of them leave.

Thorin turned and threw the handle across the room and you walked to one of the few chairs in the room.

For awhile you and Thorin sat in silence, unknowing what to say in a situation like this, but soon enough you decided to speak up not taking the silence well.

“So is there a problem you have with me?” You asked looking to Thorin.

“No I have no problem with you (y/n). Why would you think that?” He asked confused.

“Well Fili said we needed to talk some things out. I didn’t know if there was something going on I didn’t know about.” You stated now a little more confused about the situation.

Then the thought hit you, just weeks ago Kili was bugging you about your feelings for Thorin and how you should tell him, but you kept changing the conversation.

“(Y/n) are you alright?” Thorin asked concerned. “You look worried.” He added moving to sit closer to you.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You replied looking at the floor. “I just know now what this is all about.” You spoke grabbing his attention even more.

He himself had already guessed this was about his feelings for you. Though he had never admit them to Fili or Kili since he barely admitted them to himself.

However when you said that he didn’t know whether it was the same as he knew or something else.

“And what would this all be about?” He questioned and he noticed you grow even more nervous.

“The truth.” You told him but his confused expression didn’t change and so you took a deep breath. “The truth on my feelings for you Thorin.”

His expression lightened up as you explained and so he knew you were on the same understanding as him.

“They have been wanting me to tell you for some time. I just didn’t think it would go this far.” You confessed.

“I might have some reasoning into this as well.” He told you causing you to look at him in shock as well. “I have had the same feelings, (y/n), no matter how much I have hidden them.”

“There hasn’t been a right time for such things.” You spoke up. “But I guess trapped in a room there is no better time.” You smiled.

“They won’t let us out until we do, stubborn they are.” Thorin stated.

“Like someone else I know.” You chuckled. “Someone I love very much.” You said confidently.

“Determined.” He corrected. “Though I too love a very stubborn person.” He smiled.

“Strong willed.” You correct him as he had you.

Fili and Kili smiled as they had been on the other side of the door listening for the past few minutes cheering as their plan had worked after all.

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Hope y’all like it!

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Another stupid/brilliant idea of mine:

You fell into middle earth and woke up on a massive hoard of gold, silver, trinkets and jewels. You had become ‘Smaug the terrible’. Only that you are clearly female and no dragon at all.

The gold wasn’t as comfortable as it might have looked in the movies. And on top of that, being a dragon was boring. All day long staring at gold. No stories, no music, no company.

You had already organized the treasures out of boredom, thank god you had read the hobbit and watched the movies, as you did with everything else from Tolkien you could get your hands on.

Through patience and training you had managed to shift from the great red fire dragon into a small child like form. Soft waves of red hair flowed down to your hips, while honey-golden eyes sat in the freckled face.

Occasionally you would get out of the mountain to visit Lake Town. Bard was nice to you, as had been his father. He never asked where you came from, or how you got a hold of the long lost gold from the dragon’s hoard. The dragon hasn’t been seen for more than sixty years, only the young girl visiting the city of men, trading gold for stories and books, avoiding the greedy claws of the town’s mayor and his slimy advisor.

Anxiously you paced through the throne room and the treasury once again. The halls were cleaned and repaired to the best of your ability, while the deceased were buried in stone to find their peace. The arkenstone sat on the entrance of the secret pathway, ready to be returned to his rightful owner.

It was about time that the company of Thorin Oakenshield arrived.

Would you read this story? Tell me in a comment please :)

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