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midearthwritings · 54 minutes ago
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Carry Me Home|| Fíli x Reader
Words Count : 1,372
Pairing : Fíli & Reader
Warning : Depression, Derealization, Panic Attack, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort.
Prompt : Fíli tries to help.
Author’s Note : Here you go guys, some more Fíli content. This is a very personal piece and I hope you’ll like it :)
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They stomp their feet, clap their hands, and sing loudly, filling the night with their joyous music. It is hard to believe that they are on their way to reclaim a home that was taken away by a greedy creature and that they risk their lives with every step they take. At the moment, they look more like a group of friends, celebrating at the tavern. And so they laugh, and they dance, emptying their soul of the heaviness of this deadly quest.
They radiate a light that is brighter than the sun, one that warms your heart despite how cold and empty you feel. Their eyes glisten with happiness under the moonlight and their laughter, bold but melodious, are infectious. Above you, the stars must envy them because who would think of shooting them a glance when the purest souls were beaming like that in front of their very eyes? 
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midearthwritings · 8 hours ago
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I absolutely love this!!
STOP SCROLLING AND LOOK WHAT @cassiabaggins MADE ME
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A moodboard of Tullaina! It's so warm and so her, I love all the details like the clasp and the marriage bead and her knives and bow, the hair, books aaaaah
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midearthwritings · 9 hours ago
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Carry Me Home|| Fíli x Reader
Words Count : 1,372
Pairing : Fíli & Reader
Warning : Depression, Derealization, Panic Attack, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort.
Prompt : Fíli tries to help.
Author's Note : Here you go guys, some more Fíli content. This is a very personal piece and I hope you'll like it :)
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They stomp their feet, clap their hands, and sing loudly, filling the night with their joyous music. It is hard to believe that they are on their way to reclaim a home that was taken away by a greedy creature and that they risk their lives with every step they take. At the moment, they look more like a group of friends, celebrating at the tavern. And so they laugh, and they dance, emptying their soul of the heaviness of this deadly quest.
They radiate a light that is brighter than the sun, one that warms your heart despite how cold and empty you feel. Their eyes glisten with happiness under the moonlight and their laughter, bold but melodious, are infectious. Above you, the stars must envy them because who would think of shooting them a glance when the purest souls were beaming like that in front of their very eyes? 
Yet, you cannot bring yourself to stand and participate. From afar, you watch them. You remain still, your back resting against a tree’s trunk. It hurts, but it is like a drop of rain falling into the ocean: barely noticeable because there is already so much water, so much pain. You watch their blurry silhouettes twirling and swinging to the rhythm of their songs as tears slowly fill your eyes. They hang onto your eyelashes the same way you hang onto your memories. And finally, they let go, crashing against your skin. And they roll down your cheeks, burning and bruising your face to fill the ocean of your suffering a bit more. You cannot help but wonder when it will overflow. When will it swallow you up to drown you into the darkness of your own heart? 
It hurts more and more with each verse, with each laughter, and with each curious glance you get. You understand. If you were in their place, you would also give yourself strange looks. After all, it is supposed to be a cheerful moment. Why would one isolate themselves in such a way? 
But maybe, just maybe, it is their fault if you are feeling like this. It was them who had ripped your soul into pieces by taking you away from your home, from your loved ones. As the thought crosses your mind, you know it is untrue, and that you are being unfair. You had been feeling this way long before they had pushed past your door. And they had never forced you to come along. You had left your home on your own, to help them regain theirs.
Angrily, you punch the ground beneath you. There is no one to blame, no one but you. Despite the heaviness of your limbs and your blurred vision, you push yourself onto your feet and begin to walk away. Someone calls your name. Or perhaps not. Perhaps it is only a dream and none of this is real. Perhaps you are not even real. Are you?
The trees glare down at you. They look...different. Strange even. Yet they are the same trees you walked under only a few hours ago. Or was it days? Maybe months… The thoughts rush into your mind and crash against each other. Inside your chest, you can feel your heart beating faster. Or maybe is it slowing down? Around you, the trees grow bigger and bigger with each passing second. They get closer to you, leaving you with no chance to escape. You will die here, they want you to die here. And no one will ever know. The company will leave your corpse behind to be eaten by worms and time, and your family will forget about your very existence.
Now you know. Your heart is not beating anymore. It is pounding against your chest. It screams, yells, and pleads. As for your throat, it feels dry, and it is hard for you to breathe. The air refuses to go to your lungs, refuses to even pass the barrier of your lips. You will die here, alone, and no one will ever know.
And then, your knees become weak and no longer carry the weight of your body. But you never hit the ground. Two strong arms wrap around your waist and hold you tightly. You hear a familiar voice calling your name, over and over again. Your eyes lock with soft blue ones and you clutch at your friend’s garments desperately, your entire body trembling with fear.
“It is alright,” Fíli assures, his hand cupping your tears-stained cheek. His palm is rough against your skin and oh so very real. It is not a dream, he is there. “You are alright, but you must breathe. You must breathe. Here, do it with me.”
Slowly, he inspires, filling his lungs with air, and you mimic him. It burns and it stings as if you were swallowing thousands of sharp needles. When Fíli expires, you do the same. And the both of you keep going, syncing your breaths together in a slow and soothing rhythm. 
Under the pale moon, Fíli is pure light. He looks golden with his blond hair falling lazily onto his shoulders. And his eyes are clear, reassuring, filled with gentleness. It is comforting, and the familiar sight helps to slow your heartbeat a little.
With a broken sob, you wrap your arms around him and bury your face into the crook of his neck. Tears begin to stream down your face again, but they are not as painful. They are not here to burn and cut and bruise. You cry in relief. After all, you will not die, and you are not alone.
Fíli does not back away as you stain his tunic with your crying. Instead, he tightens his grip on you and begins to rock you in his arms. He begins to sing, so quietly that it is almost a whisper. The words sound strange and sharp, but the melody is slow. It is beautiful, even if you cannot understand the meaning of it, and Fíli's low voice in your ears reminds you of the time when your mother would sing you to sleep. It was easier back then, when days were spent playing outside with friends, and when the word pain only meant a scraped knee.
Soon, your sobbing dies down, and with it the fear and loneliness. It won’t last, that feeling of peace, it never does. But at least, for now, you feel safe. Fíli’s song comes to an end, but he does not let go of you. He keeps you close to him, his arms circling your body like a shield.
“You are doing great,” he whispers. “You are doing amazing.”
He presses his lips to your temple, his beard scratching your skin lightly. You lean into the touch, tangling your fingers in his hair. He is warm, and his kisses sweet like honey. Maybe a piece of your home had followed you through Fíli. 
“What did it mean?” you manage to ask, your voice croaking a little. “The song, what was it about?”
He hums pensively and rests his chin on top of your head. “It is an old lullaby. Mother used to sing it to me and my brother at night. Or when we missed our father too much. It tells the tale of a King whose daughter disappeared. And he waited for her for many and many centuries, all alone and the heart filled with sorrow.”
“Did she ever return?” 
Around you, there is only silence. You cannot even hear your companions’ partying anymore, and you wonder if you are that far from them, or if they simply went to sleep. 
“The song does not say so,” Fíli replies. “But I believe she did. I believe that when lost, one will always find their way back to where they truly belong.”
“Does that mean I will return to my loved ones?” 
He does not give you an answer, for neither of you know what fate has in store for you and those who joined the quest. But now you know that even if you do not return, even if you die, someone will be waiting for you somewhere. And you will not be alone, nor forgotten.
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midearthwritings · 13 hours ago
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Okay guys this is going to be a big week. First, we have the mystery WIP that I'll post this week, before Sunday. Then, we have another WIP, which is a Fíli x Reader, that I'll upload this week as well. And finally, I still have some matchups to do. I'll try and post three or four on Wednesday and/or Saturday.
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midearthwritings · 17 hours ago
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Me, who already has 50+ WIPs : Oh my God I just had a new idea...
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midearthwritings · a day ago
The WIP you posted is fantastic and I am ready for my heart to be broken into thousands of tiny miscellaneous pieces💚
(I mean that complimentory, of course)
Thank you so much, darling! I can't wait to share it with y'all! ❤️
(↓me when people compliment my work↓)
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midearthwritings · a day ago
Okay, i already know that you are an excellent writer and that your writings are amazing, but girl, that last part of WIP you posts, its just mind blowing!! 🥺 i like it so much and im already over exsited. The way it is written is so beautiful and wonderful, i cant wait to have it 🖤
Honestly this is the kind of comments that just motivates me to keep writing. Thank you so much for your support sweetheart, it means the world to me ❤️
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midearthwritings · a day ago
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Now I'm curious over which one you think it is lmfao
One of my current WIPs (I'm not telling you which one it is tho)
The touch is not as cold anymore, it is rather warm and comforting. Perhaps he had misjudged death, perhaps she was not that cruel.
Are you here with me?
The voice resonates in his ears like thousands of bells, sweet like the chant of a harp. A hand slides into his. The skin is soft, delicate. It reminds him of a beautiful lady he had once danced with and the way she had smiled at him.
Are you excited? I am.
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midearthwritings · a day ago
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One of my current WIPs (I'm not telling you which one it is tho)
The touch is not as cold anymore, it is rather warm and comforting. Perhaps he had misjudged death, perhaps she was not that cruel.
Are you here with me?
The voice resonates in his ears like thousands of bells, sweet like the chant of a harp. A hand slides into his. The skin is soft, delicate. It reminds him of a beautiful lady he had once danced with and the way she had smiled at him.
Are you excited? I am.
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midearthwritings · a day ago
Hello ! What is the worst enemy Naya has faced? Is there anyone or anything she is afraid to fight?
Hey sweetheart! Thank you for the ask!
Naya never really fought in a battle. She is capable of handling a weapon, but she never had to besides training with Dwalin for fun. The only real "enemies" she had to fight were the people who dared insult her friends and family.
She is not afraid to fight anyone. She won't hesitate to throw hands even if she's facing someone who is twice her size. The only real thing that scares her is time. Because she knows it's a fight she cannot win. She is afraid to run out of time. It is probably because her loved ones often left for wars and she was scared that their time together was coming to an end.
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midearthwritings · a day ago
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Oh gods please, if you have five minutes, I’d love to read that
sometimes i wonder how a writer would describe me if i were a character in a book
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midearthwritings · a day ago
15, 18 and 22 ✨
Thanks for the ask sweetie!
15: Have any pets?
I do! I have twenty-one pets!
18: Are you scared of spiders?
I used to be. But now I absolutely adore them. I wish to adopt a tarantula one day :) I think they are absolutely gorgeous and sweet.
22: Do you want to have kids? How many?
Nope. I have never wanted any children and still don’t want to. I have enough kids in my life right now and in all honesty, I would be unhappy with a child. 
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midearthwritings · a day ago
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70 horrible questions ... Fuck it
01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?
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midearthwritings · a day ago
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So you woke up this morning and decided to make me cry? Ok.
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We will not forget our fallen comrade.
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midearthwritings · a day ago
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Naya : Fight me!
Dwalin : Ah! Look at your size! What are you going to do, kick me in the ankle?
[Later...]
Thorin : Why is Dwalin quivering on the ground and crying?
Dís : Naya kicked him really hard in the ankle.
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midearthwritings · a day ago
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Let your love wash over me||Fili x Reader
Words Count : 1,641
Pairing : Fili x Reader
Warning : Nakedness? But no smut.
Prompt : Fili and Reader bathe together.
Author's note : Would this be considered fluff? I don't know. In my opinion, yes. Also I'm a sh!t at physical contact so I hope it's not too bad. I'll get better at writing these scenes with time, I suppose.
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The only real issue of being on a quest like this one, besides the constant threat of death, was that you never really knew when you would be able to wash yourself. So it was a relief for everyone when you found a stream and Thorin decided to set camp here.
After setting down everything, every member of the company, including you, went down to the water to take a well earned bathe. You watched as the dwarves took off their clothes, throwing them everywhere, and jumped into the water without a second thought.
And really, it's not that you didn't like their excitement, no, it was more of... wanting some peace and privacy. So you walked a bit further down the current, looking for a nice spot. You walked until you couldn't see them anymore, but was still able to hear them and you smiled to yourself. Yes, that would do.
"May I join you?"
You jumped a little, startled by the voice, and when you turned to look at its owner, you were met with Fili's radiant face. You looked at him, already undoing his tunic. You bit your lip, embarrassed a little. You liked Fili. A lot. Since you all met in Bilbo's Hobbit Hole, he had caught your eyes. You liked that he was caring, and funny, but could yet be serious and acknowledge his duties. He's going to be a great King one day, you thought.
"Don't you want to have fun with the others?" You asked, looking away as you felt your cheeks burning.
"I can have fun with them another time. Don't you think?"
You shrugged and turned your back to him, to give the prince a bit of privacy as he undressed himself.
"Yes, I suppose you can join me then."
You waited silently until you heard the soft sound of the water being disturbed, and you spun on your feet to look at Fili.
"Well, that was quick." You pointed out.
"Because there's no need to wait any longer." He replied, smiling. "Come on, the temperature's really nice."
"Of course. I just need to take off my clothing first".
Undoing your coat, you met the dwarf's eyes, who was still looking at you from his spot in the water.
"Look away." You ordered, folding the piece of clothing and putting it neatly on the ground.
"Why?" He asked, tilting his head with a smirk.
"Because I'm trying to undress, if you hadn't noticed."
"Oh, I noticed."
You rolled your eyes, sat down and proceeded to take off your travel boots.
"Then, look away. Or I will go and find a more private place to bathe. Alone." You threatened playfully.
The prince barked in laughter and raised his hands up in surrender, making you chuckle a little.
"Alright, alright." Fili said, turning his back to you.
An amused sigh escaped your lips and you removed the rest of your clothing. You leaned down, placing them in a well arranged pile next to Fili's discarded ones and made your way to the stream. As you stepped in, a shiver travelled down your body. The water was a bit cold but it was not unbearable. And once you were fully in, it was actually very pleasant due to the Sun warming your skin.
You looked back up at your blonde haired friend and bit your lower lip before submerging your body up to your shoulders.
"I'm done." You declared. "You can turn back around."
He obliged, the same enormous smirk still planted on his lips. You frowned and narrowed your eyes suspiciously.
"What?" You questioned, swimming closer to him.
"Nothing." The prince said, beginning to wash his forearms with a bar of soap— probably one stolen from Rivendell.
Deciding to trust him, you brushed the conversation off with the back of your hand and began to clean the dirt off your nails. Engrossed in your task, his happy sing-songing tickled your ears.
"What is it now?" You asked again.
"Nothing!" He assured, flashing you a big smile. "Trust me."
"No, I don't trust you." You answered, reaching to tug at his mustache gently.
Fili shrugged.
"Then don't."
None of you replied, letting a comfortable silence setting up between the both of you. You could hear the joyful laughter and splashing of your other companions who were bathing further away.
A soft smiled appeared on your lips as you thought about them. It had been a difficult journey for you, who had never seen anything of the world before. But you were glad you had agreed on coming along. These dwarves were now your friends and you wouldn't give that away, even for all the gold in the world. You even had grown fond of the Hobbit. Bilbo was one of the bravest people you had ever met, even if he was clearly missing his home. You understood his feelings, in a way.
Lost in your thoughts, you barely heard Fili when he said :
"Although, I wish to say you have a very nice backside..."
You let out an offended gasp and turned abruptly to face him.
"You looked!" You exclaimed. "I knew you had looked, you perverted dwarf!"
Fili was now roaring with laughter, holding his abdomen with both his arms. You groaned and splashed some water in his direction, cutting him in his track.
"Did you just...-"
"Yes I did." You interrupted him. "Now stop making fun of me or I-"
It was your turn to be cut off as you felt water crash in your face. You blinked your eyes open and spitted out what had entered your mouth.
"Fili I swear if you do that again, I'm going to drown you."
You barely had time to see the dwarf prince's lips curl into a smirk before another wave of water hit you, instantly followed by a third one.
"Fili!" You roared. "Will you just stop already?"
And his answer must have been no because you were splashed over and over again. You held your hands in front of you in a weak attempt to block his assault. You couldn't see anything, as you kept your eyes closed. So you decided to follow the sound of his laugh and swam towards him.
"Fili! Stop!" You yelled as you finally felt his broad shoulders under your palms.
Keeping to your earlier promise, you pushed him vigorously into the the water. You began to laugh in victory as he slipped, but you abruptly stopped when his arms grabbed your waist, dragging you with him under the surface.
You closed your mouth shut as the water filled your nostrils and your ears, and you wrapped your arms around his neck to keep yourself from potentially hitting your head against a rock. You felt his grip on your waist tightening a little.
When you emerged, you both gasped for air. You coughed a bit and felt your face heat at the proximity. He was holding you close against his chest, one of his palm flat against your lower back, the other on your hip.
"Are you alright?" He asked, so softly that you weren't sure he even had spoken in the first place.
You nodded with a small smile and brought one of your hands to his face, brushing away a strand of wet hair that was in the way.
"What about you?" You whispered.
"I have seen worse." Fili replied, chuckling softly.
You let out a barely audible giggle and bit your lip. You couldn't take your eyes off of him. And he couldn't take his off of you. Slowly breaking the small gap between the two of you, the dwarf prince pressed his forehead against yours.
It was as if time had stopped, letting you and Thorin's heir enjoy your time together. You felt safe in his arms, and you despised the moment when you would have to leave them.
"You know..." He said after a few minutes that had felt like eternity. "I didn't really peak when you asked me not to."
"I know." You said, smiling. "I trust you."
Tenderly cradling his face with both of your hands, you leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth You heard him groan disapprovingly and soon after, his lips were on yours.
His hand found its way up between your shoulder blades, bringing you closer to him, if that was even possible. You smiled softly and kissed him back, shutting your eyes.
It was exquisite. No, divine. Yes, that's it. It was divine. Fili's beard was rubbing roughly against the soft skin of your face, and yet, it was the most tender kiss you had ever shared with anyone. You could feel his fingers caressing your back in irregular patterns, making you shiver deliciously.
You parted your lips slightly, allowing him to explore your mouth with his tongue. And you wished for it to never stop, for it was the best feeling on earth. But yet, he pulled away and you let out a frustrated moan.
"You need to breathe, my treasure." The prince said, laughing quietly. "I wouldn't want to have you suffocating and passing away."
"Yes, you must be right." You replied, peppering his face with soft pecks of your lips.
He nodded and pulled you in for another loving kiss. You stayed like that, in the water, exchanging tender words and deep kisses, for the gods only knew how long.
When the time came to leave the comfort of the stream, and each other's arms, Fili took your hand and dragged you back to the river bank.
"So..." He began. "Now that we made out together... Can I take a look at your backside?"
"Fili!" You exclaimed, swatting his chest with your free hand.
But you found yourself laughing at the silliness of your newly found lover.
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midearthwritings · a day ago
Hello ! what is the worst mistake Naya has made?
This is such a hard question and it took me some time to reply because I have been thinking about it. But to be honest, at the moment I can't reply. I'm going to say that I don't know because I can't think of anything.
Thanks for the question though!
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midearthwritings · 2 days ago
🌺 And 🌩️ mutual 😘
~@guardianofrivendell
Thank you so much, love 💕
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midearthwritings · 2 days ago
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Let's take a look at my WIP list, shall we?
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That's A LOT ok? Which one are you excited for?
Also, reminder that any fic that isn't Tolkien related will be posted on my main @annkdarar . You'll find my masterlist in the pinned post.
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midearthwritings · 2 days ago
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