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#Fili AU
rutobuka2 · 4 months
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christmas cookies! 🎄 happy holidays, guys!
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verk0my · 1 year
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show me, which one of them made fun of you?
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kaykaytwilie · 1 month
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Been working a while on these! Really happy at how they turned out!
Thank you to @lordoftherazzles for an amazing and inspiring Bagginshield Beauty&theBeast!AU !!!
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shurikthereject · 3 days
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The half animal au won in my last poll! Thank you all for voting!
Honestly didn't expect it to win! I was so sure the pirates au would i win i prepared some sketches already lol. And it appears i bit too much to chew with this au. Because of the different proportions it's harder to draw certain poses so i apologize if they came out a little wonky. But hey! The whole purpose of this au was so that i can practice drawing animals, and im getting better little by little! I know i promised more of the company but it came out to be harder than i thought to accomplish that 😭. I was able to stuff Fili and Kili into the sketches tho! Anyway hope you enjoy this bunch!
If y'all have any questions on this au i will gladly answer them!
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plussizefantasia · 3 months
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Unsure Hearts
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Read Part One Here: Fluttering Hearts
Warnings: Reader gets grabbed, alcohol, I think that's it tbh
an: heyyyy... sorry I was MIA, lots of stuff going on I'll post an update about it soon. In the meantime enjoy part two of the Kili x reader fic from Flufftober. I think this will be a five-part fic including an epilogue and the next two parts are already underway. I've also got some requests ready to be edited and posted soon. Thank you for bearing with me, much love <3
Kili Durin x Human!Soulmate!reader
Word Count: 1.8K
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Thorin was getting worried, Kili had become somewhat of a ghost story over the past month. He had assumed that his nephew was simply doing his duty. Kili had volunteered to be the envoy between Dale and Erebor for the discussions of armament and training. However, that treaty was signed a week ago, and said envoy position was no longer needed. So why in all of Arda was Kili still going to Dale every day? The young prince left as soon as he was finished with his daily tasks and didn’t return to the mountain until well after the sun had set. Thorin was not worried for his nephew's safety, after all, Kili was an excellent warrior and could take care of himself, no, Thorin was worried for Kili’s heart. 
Fili had also noticed his brother’s absence but the blonde prince had always been a bit more perceptive than his surly uncle. Fili had noticed that Kili was missing, but he also noticed that every time he returned to the mountain it was with the most dopey grin that he had ever seen. A grin that he recognized, for it had also graced his face a few months ago when he met his beloved Alma. Fili would bet his beard on it, Kili was in love.
You on the other hand were getting more and more annoyed each time the brown-haired dwarf walked through the front door. He was charming sure, and polite. But he stared. At you. The whole time he was there. And he was there a lot. His attempts to engage you in conversation were far and few between, the few times he was able to grab your attention away from the bustling building he became tongue-tied the moment your eyes landed on his.
Kili didn’t understand why he couldn’t say more than a few words to you without choking on his words. Your eyes had to hold some kind of spell within them. They enchanted him and left him bewitched every time he caught their gaze. It left him frustrated, he had never had this much trouble with women before, why were you so different? Deep down he knew though, you weren’t just any woman. He was afraid though, afraid that naming what you were to him out loud would make it real. And when it is real, it can hurt you. 
There weren’t very many stories on One’s where the love didn’t end up requited, either because it just simply never happened. Dwarves were incredibly stubborn creatures after all, and it was entirely possible that they just wore down their other half until some sort of connection formed. It was also possible that those unfortunate few who weren’t able to woo their other half died of broken hearts. The former was unlikely as Kili kept having to remind himself, he couldn’t die of a broken heart. Right?
He was determined tonight though, to find out definitively if the sparks he felt for you were just interest in the handsome woman from Bree, or if you truly were the other half of his soul. To do that though he would need to say more than a few words to you. The problem with that was that you seemed exceptionally busy tonight.
Busy you were, Brant had told you last night that he was going to be leaving today to go to visit family for some type of emergency. 
“If the place is still standing when I get back, we’ll talk more about it becoming yours someday.” He had said. You were hoping that that ‘someday’ was sooner rather than later. Brant was getting up there in years. Just last week he had hurt himself trying to lift one of the barrels of ale that had been shipped in from the Iron Hills. You had been taking on more and more of his old tasks and to be completely honest, it felt like you did the job of an owner anyway, just without all the benefits.
You weren’t going to let the man down though, even if it did mean rushing back and forth all night trying to keep up with demand all by yourself.
“Another! Y/N,” was yelled in front the back of the room. Roland was a boisterous man who got along with everyone, he was only a year or two older than you and was currently on his eighth pint of the night. He had a large countenance and seemed to fill up whatever space he occupied, he was handsome but the more and more he drank the less his looks mattered. Usually, this is the point in the night where he starts bordering more on unruly rather than fun-loving. Nevertheless, he was a paying customer and as long as he could still walk on his own out the doors, you weren’t going to say no to his money.
You grabbed another pint glass and poured one for him, balancing it and several other drinks on a tray. You steeled yourself with a deep breath before running back out into the fray. 
Walking close to the stool he was sat on you leaned slightly over him and placed his pint down on the counter beside him. He was engrossed in the conversation between the large group of men, something about the best way to skin a buck, you weren’t really listening. As you grabbed his empty glass to take back to the kitchen to be washed, his large hand encircled your wrist none too gently.
“A pint is a wonderful thing, but it is even more delicious when served by a beautiful lady,” He whispered into your ear. You grit your teeth and roughly pull your hand back. 
“Now, Roland, what have we said about touching things that don’t belong to you? Huh? Touch the wrong thing and you might just lose your hand.” You spit back at him. Cutting your eyes up at the mounted swords that rest above the fireplace only a few steps from where the two of you are. “I’d hate to have to clean those swords, they are sharp.” You look back into his eyes, satisfied with the fear that you see within them. You stand back up and place your tray back upon your shoulder. 
“Anything else I can get you gents?” You question the other men scattered about the space. Silence reigned over the air for a few moments. 
“Alrighty then.” 
A pint here, a glass of wine there, and two hot meals delivered later, your tray was empty and everyone in the place seemed momentarily satisfied. 
 Letting out a breath you lean up against the counter.
“What did you say to him?” A somewhat familiar voice pipes up beside you. You turn your head towards the voice. It's the dwarf prince, and you are once again struck with just how handsome he is. You are also struck with the familiar feeling of annoyance, of course, he picked now to talk to you. Just when you had finally afforded yourself a break.
“Hmm?” You raise a singular eyebrow at him. “Who?”
“That large and very drunk man in the back, I couldn’t hear what you said but I could see the look on his face. It was similar to my brother’s when our mother would scold him for forgetting his manners.”
“That’s not too far off actually, Roland over there got a little too comfortable and touched something that didn’t belong to him, I had to remind him of the rules.”
“And what exactly did he touch that was so forbidden?” The prince smirks and laughs.
You smirk back and lift a glass to your lips before uttering one single word, “Me.”
All of the laughter drained from Kili’s face, “He touched you?” His voice had gotten much lower, his eyes darkened right before you.
 You rolled your eyes. “I’m going to stop you right there Your Highness, I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I’ve been doing it for years. I don’t need some man, no matter how handsome he is coming to defend my honor every time I’m even remotely slighted. The trail of bodies will get far too long.” You stare into his eyes as you speak, putting all the righteous fury you’ve got stored inside into each word. 
Seconds tick by before he opens his mouth to speak again.
“You think I’m handsome?”
“I think that we have bigger problems if that is the only thing you got from that.” You took another sip.
“No, no, no I got the point, you don’t need a big strong man to come to your rescue. Lucky for you, I am not big.”
The laugh that sprung from the back of your throat caught you off guard, you slap a hand over your mouth in an impossible effort to catch it and shove it back inside. He was funny, he had never been funny before.
Kili liked your laugh even though it was closer to a snort than an actual laugh, and he would be foolish to ignore the way his heart picked up at the thought that he was the one who made you laugh.
“You- I- I have never heard of a dwarf who makes fun of themselves, in my limited experience your lot are very prideful.”
“Not as prideful as some other races, I should think.”
“No, you’re not nearly as prideful as the pointy-eared bastards who hole themselves up in that accursed forest.” Your words held a healthy amount of rage as well as teasing.
“I sense that there is a story there somewhere.” Kili raised an eyebrow, mimicking your face from earlier. He was desperately trying not to think about the fact that this was the longest conversation the two of you had had up to date.
“One that I’m going to need a lot more liquid courage before divulging, I’m afraid.”
“We can make that happen.” Kili wiggled his eyebrows and pointed at the bottles of liquor behind the bar that separated the two of you.
At that very moment, a shout from the rowdy bunch of men in the back rang out, calling for another round.
“Duty calls your highness, but perhaps I will tell you that story… another time.” You winked at him and grabbed for your tray again, beginning to load it up once more. If that is how conversations with the dwarf prince went all the time, you wouldn’t mind having them more often.  
You walked away before Kili could come up with a response, but he was more certain than he ever had been that your heart called to his. Why else would the very sight of you walking away feel like his heart was leaving too?
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tags: @bunnybabe-babydoll @kokochanel111 @shiinata-library @oneiratxxia10
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lonicera-edulis · 9 months
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fili-urzudel · 5 months
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Porridge - Kíli Durin x Reader
Just a cute little winter themed drabble for our favorite little brother.
Warnings: mentions of broken bones, mentions of near-death, light crying, homesickness
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"Come in," the voice was muffled.
"How's my favorite—what in Aule's name," Kíli interrupted himself. Most likely because while he was expecting to find you on your bed, in your place was a very high pile of blankets, covering from the foot to the headboard.
"Shove it," the blanket pile groaned.
"What, are you hiding your shame?" Kíli chuckled, drawing closer and probing a corner of the bed before sitting down.
"No!" You exclaimed, finally throwing off the layers of blankets. "I—help me up, please," you muttered, and he obliged before you continued. "I have nothing to be ashamed of, that cliff was steep and I blame you for thinking it was a good idea to climb it—"
"When you said you adored goats, I assumed that meant you had some degree of their skill," Kíli smirked.
"—and I happen to be hiding from the cold because your mountain is bloody freezing," you finished with a dramatic pout.
"It's a mountain. In winter. Honestly, khebabmudtu, what were you expecting?" He teased, having found his way to the head of the bed and leaning his head against his hand, his elbow propped on the headboard.
He felt himself freeze when he noticed tears welling in your eyes.
"Hey," he said, voice softer. "What's wrong?"
"It's never this cold back home," you whimpered. "And no one here makes porridge the way Ma made it, and I can't make it myself because of my daft ankle, and I—I just..." you sighed, breaking off. "I miss home but I want to stay here, too."
Kíli frowned. He had seen you upset, sure, and he had seen you heartbroken—sure as Mahal when you thought he was dead—and he had more than definitely seen you angry. But he had never seen you distressed over something that even you would consider trivial.
"You mind?" he asked, already lifting the stack of the blanket corners to slide into the generous bed with you. You shook your head quickly.
"I'm not sure that it counts for much, but I understand," he said slowly. "I spent most of my life in Ered Luin, and I still feel a little homesick for it sometimes. I can't imagine what a big difference it is from the Southlands. But I'm glad you chose to stay here."
"God only knows why," you sniffled.
"Well, I was hoping for me," Kíli smiled, and you rolled your eyes. "But seriously, khebabmudtu, we all love having you here. Anything that can help make you stay, I'll do it."
You gave a grin-grimace. "Thanks, Kí," you said, and leaned into his side, much to his surprise. He was all too happy to wrap an arm around your shoulders to keep you there. "What does that word mean?"
He hesitated for a moment. "What word?"
"Khebabmudtu," you said, stumbling a bit over the consonants.
"Heart forge," he whispered, and when you looked up at him, confused, he knew he had to say it louder. "It means heart-forge. The forge where my heart is made."
"Hmm," you hummed shortly, snuggling into his ribs. "I bet you say that to all your lady friends."
He wanted to laugh. He couldn't believe you still didn't believe that he was the ugly brother. "No," he replied simply instead. "Just you."
Just you.
You liked the sound of that.
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consultingpacha · 1 year
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Some ofmd/hobbit crossover in which they’re all pirates (except Bilbo, who’s a fancy ass rich guy)
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CAPTAIN OAKENSHIELD, DRAGON OF THE CARIBBEAN. Known for his treasure hoard hidden at some lost island & his relentless attacks to Sauron's vessels.
"Welcome on board The Ereborian. Master burglar. I hope you survive our journey. It's going to be a long one”
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Fili and Kili, Thorin’s nephews and young pirates. Dís sent them along with her brother on the ship, hoping a bit of sea life would be just what they needed to learn some discipline.
"Good morning Mister Boggins! How's the wave sickness going...? Oh I see. Stay on deck, fresh air will do you good!"
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Aristocrat Bilbo. A proper heir to the Baggins family. Orphaned as a teen, he now owns quite a lot of land and is an investor of several small local businesses across the Shire peninsula. He has a library at home and is known for being a bit reclusive and eccentric.
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Gandalf, known as “The Gray”. He’s an old friend of Bilbo, and has been working as a lighthouse keeper since he was a young boy. He has a deal to get the Ereborian’s captain to smuggle to him his favourite pipeweed in exchange for information and sanctuary.
And here’s a scene I’ve already written down:
“I suggest you cease your babbling this instant, shireling. Else I’ll get you to walk the plank and be rid of you for good.”
“I beg your fucking pardon! I shall speak as I please and…!”
“Land ahead! I see land ahead!” cried Bofur’s excited voice from atop the crow’s nest, interrupting them.
Thorin looked up, as if pulled by an invisible thread, and shoved Bilbo aside to walk past him. Making a sound of annoyance, the man followed him, ready to retake their discussion with even greater ire. As they reached the head of the ship and Thorin let himself hang from one of the riggings, soft winds combing his dark mane, Bilbo stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes focused on the blurry shapes on the approaching horizon, beyond the object of his current misery. As the fog around them cleared, he saw Thorin smile.
Not the cruel smile he had seen in battle, or the dirty smiles he sported while listening to the Company’s lewd stories at deck during the nights. This was a full smile that reached his eyes and made him glow, looking younger than he had ever seen him.
It was a breathtaking sight. Not that Bilbo cared. Not a bit.
”Azhâr”, Thorin breathed, once more in that blasted, infuriating language of his. His body seemed to deflate with the word, his expression softening, his muscles relaxing. His menacing pose during their previous argument lost to the sight in front of them. ”We are home.”
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My recent Hobbit hyperfixation has culminated in me writing a Hobbit/LOTR college au of questionable quality. Whether I continue it remains to be seen, but for now enjoy whatever this is.
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Edit: there are lil offshoots to this now! 1 2 3 4 5
Also if you like this pls reblog it, it helps way more than likes! I'm pretty sure I turned reblogs back on
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vcendent · 5 months
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cleaning out my procreate gallery and found some drawings for The Hobbit that i did last january and never posted
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Fili and Kili, upon reclaiming Erebor
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Bilbo and his warg companion, for my personal AU where he adopts an abandoned warg pup between escaping the Misty Mountains and reuniting with the company. her name is Daisy and she helps Bilbo kick SO much ass in TBOFA.
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xxsircharlesxx · 6 months
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OMG OMG OKAY I HAVE AN IDEA THING!
So like I’m so deep in denial abt the ending of the hobbit, imagine this:
What if The Hobbit is just a D&D game and the company are just modern (young?) adults doing a campaign which is the Quest of Erebor which is basically what happens in the films.
I may do a fic of this, like it cuts between the campaign and their real life’s and stuff. Although I still have the fix-it fic to do so yeah. But if people want me to do this I’ll do it :)
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verk0my · 7 months
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Mira and the Company, but make it Buzzfeed Unsolved
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this was so much fun to draw, thank you the idea!
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dael1n · 1 month
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I decided to make a modern au! According to the Hobbit! (events BEFORE the quest in the canon) Thorin Durin, 39 years old, (6.2 ft) is trying to get his family's business back. Dis Durin, 32 years old, (6,4 ft) businesswoman with two children Fili Durin, 7 years old, is a fan of Iron Man Kili Durin, 5 years old, doesn't know what Marvel is, but he likes the star on Captain America's shield
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Balin Durin, 31 years old, (5.8 ft) history teacher at the university Bilbo Baggins, 31, (5,5 ft) a biology teacher at the university, has his own greenhouse and a small flower shop that he inherited from his mother (the Gamgee family works for him there)
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Dwalin Durin, 26 years old (6.6 ft) As a child, he was in an accident with many of the Durin family, left a scar on his eye, which is why he sees poorly. It did not hurt to serve in the army, I have been to places of increased military danger. (before that, he was severely depressed due to the loss of his parents and best friend, now he is trying to re-learn how to live in order to be a a worthy guardian to two little assholes
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tetchy-frog · 1 year
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An Unexpected Comic: Director’s Cut!
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Oh god where did the 24th page come from and why is it not in the master post where did I go wrong-
Anyways, here is the big long post with all 24(?) parts of An Unexpected Comic! At some point soon, I’ll be amending my Master Post since apparently something went wrong… until then, happy reading and thank you for being here!
P.s. Watching my art style develop so quickly is giving me whiplash :’}
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taisha-san · 4 months
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I wish you all a ✨️Happy New Year✨️
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lonicera-edulis · 9 months
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This is something experimental (I didn't even want to post it here), no well thought out concept here, I was working on appearances only. Star Trek universe actually has their own elf/dwarf like races (the episode with Spock's dad), but how could I pass by klingons.
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