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ironmandeficiency · 7 months
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the hobbit + hozier songs
characters included: kíli, bilbo, dwalin, thorin, nori, bofur, ori, fíli, dori, tauriel
word count: 1166
a/n: the amazing and precious @wordbunch inspired me to write these bc of her lotr/th characters as taylor swift songs posts & i couldn't be more excited to finally post this labor of love!! thank you bestie for listening to me scream abt this for nearly two months lol
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kíli: foreigner’s god
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he loves outside of his race and this fact causes undue scorn to be thrown at his feet. it’s unheard of for almost any dwarf, let alone one from the line of durin, to do such a thing. this does not deter him - it empowers him; if his heart could go against the traditions forged into his bones, molten in his hot blood, how could it not be true? the strength of his love is what helps him ignore the doubts shouted by the prejudice plaguing those who know nothing of his heart. that, and the sound of your laughter at his antics, the soft smiles only given to him when he’s being a little too charming… he could go on.
bilbo: like real people do
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as much flack as bilbo gets from the company for not being conventionally tough, he’s not weak by any means. he’s familiar with the pain of loss, and how the ways one tries to rise above the grief that follows aren’t always savory. he knows there’s a respect to be found in the absence of prying questions, choosing simply to coexist in the feelings and allow answers to come in their own sweet time. he’ll put some tea on to cook and scrounge up some leftovers from the previous meal, sitting beside you and letting the comfort flow naturally, his soft lips soothing the most tender aches.
dwalin: work song
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just looking at him, you wouldn’t think dwalin a sap. but with his insanely strong sense of loyalty and stalwart dedication, he can’t be anything but. he’s faced down innumerable evils in his time, braved the fiercest of storms that many of his comrades didn’t; none of them even come close to keeping him from you. your arms welcome him home without question after each fight he braves, and your letters tucked into secret compartments in his armor keep him warm between embraces. he’ll read them by the fire every night when he’s away, every gentle word carrying his mind away from thoughts of the day’s turmoil.
thorin: sedated
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this sweet, sad man doesn’t think he deserves good things in life. this, unfortunately, includes having someone love him despite his flaws and past mistakes. he couldn’t resist admitting his feelings for you and was ridiculously shocked that you reciprocated & allowed him to love you. on nights when he feels his failures deeper, he’ll try to convince you that he doesn’t deserve you. vitriol will escape from worried lips and terrified heart, piercing you in the way only a lover knows how. a soft kiss, gentle words, and a few strokes through his hair will soothe these wounds from him for a time and allow him some of the peace he’s fought to find, but doesn’t always believe is earned.
nori: it will come back
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it was decades since the last time nori thought of love, even longer since he believed himself worthy of it. meeting you only solidified his disbelief; how could someone look at him and see someone that deserved such a pure thing, after everything he’s done in his life? he’s stolen, lied, cheated, and killed to survive (and sometimes not for mere survival). his attempts to spurn you away from him only increased your determination to break through the fortress he built around himself. he could only be strong against your advances for so long before he crumbled, reluctantly accepting the love and peace and safety you offered so freely.
bofur: nobody
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bofur’s done a lot in his time. he was born in the blue mountains, a colony that never seemed to find the prosperity needed to do more than simply survive. he is a brother, uncle, cousin, friend, toymaker, miner, member of the great company that reclaimed erebor. but through all his adventures and hardships, he never lost his playful streak. he wants to have fun with who he loves, wants a little bit of mischief to make his laugh louder and brighter. bofur is a fun-loving soul who, despite his wandering past, will always choose you over anywhere that you’re not.
ori: francesca
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ori’s life has never been a peaceful one. being raised by dori and being followed by the whispers of his late amad’s reputation (not to mention nori’s) without a mountain to call home, it weighed on his shoulders. even his craft, the pride of every dwarrow worth their beard, happened to be one seen as miniscule in importance compared to smithing. every moment spent with his one, doing anything or nothing at all, eases the burden he carries and makes every moment of strife worth it just to be with the soul made to mirror his.
fíli: i, carrion (icarian)
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your love for him seems almost too good to be true, the remnants of stories told in dusty tomes written by those with far more eloquence than he can claim to possess. that being said, he is definitely not one to look a gift boar in the mouth. he relishes in each tender moment, every second spent in your presence that carries him far beyond the constraints life has placed upon him. but he recognizes that life isn’t always so simple, retreating into your arms and wishing that everything around you both just disappears. there’s always reality, waiting patiently outside of your chambers for one faulty misstep to throw you both askew. that’s why he dedicates himself to showing you that if life does what it does best and deals harsh blows, he will be there for you through it all.
dori: shrike
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dori never had time for love; he had two brothers to protect, one more wily than the other was young. his focus was on getting his brothers through the days, putting food on their plates and the semi-frequently used stash of bail money well-stocked. he allowed his feelings for his one to fall to the wayside in the name of preservation. he ignored their call for decades and braved out the pain that came with such a silence. he begged for his one’s forgiveness every time they called for him. but once the mountain was reclaimed and his brothers safe, he yearned for what he could have had. he would approach his one with much regret and sorrow for the time lost, but a pure hope that they could find forgiveness in their heart for him.
tauriel: unknown/nth
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to earn her love is a feat unlike that which the world has known for a long time. being seen as worth all these mortal struggles and painful toils in the eyes of an elf, let alone one as fierce as tauriel, is quite the achievement to anyone outside looking in. to the red-haired warrior in question, though, giving her love to you has the same unthinking ease as breathing; it’s beyond instinct to do and just as necessary to her survival. you’re worth every century spent alone, every moment after knowing you spent away from you.
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The Hobbit Preferences: How They Kiss You
(A/N: i accidentally got thrust back into a Tolkien phase so have fun while i write my thoughts out here to keep them from plaguing me, if there's other characters you want me to add then let me know, I might also do a LOTR one too once i've rewatched them)
(Includes Dwalin, Fili, Kili and Thorin x Gender neutral reader)
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Dwalin:
Dwalin is actually far more gentle than you'd think. He's very aware of his strength and so he is exceedingly careful around you for fear you might break. He tends to keep PDA on the down low since he has a reputation to uphold, despite the odd forehead kiss, which is made clear when you see the soft look in his eyes when you pull away from a kiss in private.
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Fili:
Fili is a little more reserved with affection than his brother and, while he isn't shy with it, he limits PDA to kissing your hand every now and then. (If Kili tries to make fun of him though he becomes far more tempted to make out with you on the spot just to shut him up.) When it's just the two of you he has a habit of dipping you to see the look of surprise on your face before kissing you. It's soft, passionate and something only you get to witness.
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Kili:
Kili tends to have a lot of energy and that's definitely translated in the way that he kisses you. His kisses are spontaneous, playful and full of excitement, and always followed by his ear to ear grin when he pulls away. He will also kiss you on the cheek at any and every opportunity.
If you're way taller than him he will jump. Don't test him.
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Thorin:
Thorin is first and foremost a gentleman (to you at least). With his role of leadership, kissing you in public is off the table almost entirely, but he more than makes up for it when you have time alone. He isn't particularly good at expressing his feelings out loud so he translates via the affection he gives you - this means there's a 50/50 chance when he kisses you of it being slow and sweet, or dominating and possessive.
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deadlymistletoe · 11 months
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Men and Flowers
Pairing: Dwalin x human!F!Reader
Genre: Angst/fluff
Description: Insecurities creep up on Dwalin when he sees you with a young, human man. How could you ever want a dwarf like him compared to that? Little does he know, there's only one person you want, and it’s not the human man.
Warnings: None
Word count: 2080 (My longest fic so far!)
It started when Gandalf convinced the company to stop for supplies in a little human town on their way to the mountains.
Well, technically it started as soon as Gandalf introduced you to the company. He’d always thought that if he found his one it would be a darrowdam with a long, thick beard, but no. Instead he felt a warm rush of feelings he wouldn’t admit to having when you, a very beardless human lass smiled at him.
Thorin would never let him live it down if he found out.
So here he stood, with the other dwarves, watching as you spoke to a lad running a market stall filled with fresh fruit and flowers.
The humans weren’t used to seeing dwarves (or hobbits) in their town, so naturally, you had been chosen to do the shopping and communicate with the humans while Gandalf had disappeared off to who-knows-where yet again.
Dwalin could feel a frown creeping up on his face as you laughed at something the young man said. The man was around your age, he could tell, and he was everything a dwarf wasn’t. 
His light brown hair was neat and tidy as it hung around his face, and he had less of a beard than Kili which was saying something. His face was scar and tattoo free, without any signs of living a hard life, and he clearly knew how to make a girl laugh.
You had lingered at the store longer than you needed to, admiring the bright flowers as the man chatted easily with you, and now Dwalin was scrutinizing things he wouldn’t have had you been anyone else.
The man certainly wasn’t bad looking when it came to humans, and Dwalin’s mood soured even more as you smiled, accepting a single periwinkle blue flower from the boy who was clearly trying to charm you-and succeeding. 
Dwalin was knocked out of his brooding when someone nudged him in the side, and he turned to see Thorin looking at him knowingly.
“You're glaring. If looks could kill the lad would be dead ten times over.” Thorin’s voice was low, if slightly amused, to keep the others from hearing.
“Am I?” Dwalin muttered, glancing back at where you were slowly making your way back towards them.
“I don’t think you could be more obvious if you tried.” Dwalin sent a scowl at his friend for his offhand comment.
“Can’t you point out the obvious elsewhere then?”
All Dwalin received in reply was a shrug as Thorin moved away towards his nephews, most likely to break up their bickering before they began tussling on the ground in front of the humans.
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That night Dwalin let out a quiet sigh as he leant back against the rock he sat by, his pipe in his hand as he took the first watch.
He knew it shouldn’t bother him, but his mind kept going back to your smile at the human man. 
For the first time in his life, Dwalin was feeling something he’d never felt before; insecure.
Then again, since he met you, he’d been feeling a lot of things he’d never felt before. He’d never wanted to win someone's love and affections before.
In Erebor, and Ered Luin he was built like any other dwarf; stocky and strong with scars and tattoos that would only be admired. But it was different now. You were a human, so wouldn’t you prefer a human man? Someone tall enough to kiss the top of your head, without any scars or imperfections that other human women would frown upon.
And don’t even get him started on building a family. He didn’t even have a home, or a job. He couldn’t offer you any of the stability required to start a family, or even just make sure you had a safe, warm home to go back to every night. Besides, he was way too old for you being 169 while you were only in your twenties.
Surely a young human man, your own age, in a peaceful village with a stable job would be better suited to give you these things, to have a human family with.
Dwalin didn’t even have the resources to make you a courting bead, let alone gift you the jewels you deserve.
Dwalin winced, thinking back on how he’d treated you when you’d brought back the supplies. He’d been rash, still sour from seeing you with the young man, and given you nothing more than a displeased grunt when you tried to speak to him, brushing you off. And he’d still had a scowl on his face too.
He’d seen the hurt and confusion in your eyes before Fili and Kili had whisked you away to see what you’d bought. Even Thorin had given him a raised eyebrow once you were out of the way.
It had only given him a small bit of satisfaction when you’d handed the flower to a blushing Bilbo whom he knew you had no romantic interest in rather than keep it for yourself.
As he lay down on his bedroll (he noticed you’d put yours further from his than usual, and therefore closer to Thorin of all people) after waking Ori for his watch, he promised himself he’d make it up to you, whether he had a chance with you or not. The least he could do was have your friendship.
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It was the next afternoon, when the company was setting up camp and you went to collect mushrooms from a small patch you’d seen earlier that Thorin nudged him.
At his questioning look, the king nodded towards where you’d disappeared into the forest. “She shouldn’t go alone. We don’t know what may be following us.”
Surprisingly, after the initial cold treatment, Thorin had warmed up to you. Maybe it was the dwarven instinct to be protective of their women as there were so few, but the king, and the rest of the company, had silently agreed to make sure you came out of this alive and as unscathed as possible.
Dwalin glanced at where you’d disappeared before picking up his axe and nodding, following your path into the forest, only pausing when a patch of delicate purple and white flowers caught his eye.
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You hummed quietly as you crouched down on the forest floor, using your small dagger to carefully cut mushrooms from the patch growing and tuck them into the small bag that hung across your body. They would go nicely in the stew Bombour was going to cook that night.
You thought back to the previous day. It had been nice to stop in the town, seeing other people for a change. The dwarves and Bilbo had certainly grown on you, but they were all men and you hadn’t seen anyone else for a while, so it had been nice to see some other people, and the fresh groceries were worth it.
The only thing, or rather person, that confused you was Dwalin. When you’d first met, he was silent and said next to nothing, but you’d thought he’d been warming up to you.
He was happy to answer your questions, and even took the time to teach you to fight after the troll incident. He smiled at you sometimes, and you’d taken to sleeping not far from him, feeling safe with the warrior nearby.
You knew, if you’d been talking to a group of human girls like those you grew up with, you all would have been giggling over your crush. Because that’s what it was. A crush that was strengthening every day, and you were sure that by the end of the journey you would be fully in love with Dwalin, whether he cared or not.
But between visiting the town, and leaving it, something had changed. You weren’t ignorant. You had seen the glare he’d been giving you while you were at the final stall, and seen the scowl he’d been wearing when you’d tried to talk to him after and he brushed you off with an annoyed grunt.
He hadn’t talked to you since then, and the last night you’d even moved your bedroll away from him, lest he not want you near him and get annoyed.
You let out a harsh sigh as you put your dagger back in your boot and stood up.
“You sound frustrated.” You spun around, hand going towards the hunting knife strapped to your waist before you saw who had spoken.
Dwalin. You stiffened. “You startled me.”
The dwarf stood in front of you, leaning against a tree, axes strapped in place on his back. “That was not my intention. Thorin sent me to make sure you were alright.”
Well there went any hope he’d come because he wanted to. “Of course he did.” You headed for the path back to the camp, intent on ignoring him.
“Y/N.” You would have kept walking but a strong hand caught your arm, forcing you to stop. You huffed, refusing to look back at the dwarf.
There was a moment of silence, which you were about to break when Dwalin spoke. “I’m sorry if I’ve made you upset with me.”
You turned around, surprised. “Upset with you? I thought you were the one upset with me, although I can’t figure out why.”
The dwarf shook his head, suddenly looking sheepish. “I wasn’t upset with you. I had no good reason to be.”
You furrowed your brows, confused. “But you were glaring at me. At the market. And then you seemed annoyed.”
Dwalin looked surprised. “You noticed that?” Before you could speak he continued. “I wasn’t glaring at you. Not really.” You were about to ask just who he was glaring at then but he rushed on. “It was the lad. The young man serving you. He was flirting with you…”
You tilted your head. Yes, he’d been flirting with you, but you really weren’t interested. You much preferred a certain dwarf. “So?”
“So I was…” Dwalin broke off, looking to the ground. Flustered, you realized. “This is stupid.” He mumbled quietly.
He threw a bouquet of purple and white flowers you hadn’t realized he’d been holding behind his back to the ground at his feet.
You don’t know why it hit you then, but you blinked as you stared at the fallen flowers, realization washing over you.
“Were these for me?” You crouched down as you spoke, gently picking up the bouquet and brushing dirt off the petals. As you stood back up you noticed that the leather strip holding the stems together was the one Dwalin usually wore on his wrist, occasionally using it to hold his hair back.
You looked questionably at Dwalin who looked embarrassed as he watched you examine the flowers. “Like I said… It was stupid. I shouldn't have even hoped…” He paused, taking a breath. “You don’t have to say anything, lass. I get it.”
“Get what?” Did the warrior not realize he was making your wishes come true?
“You’re better off with that human man. He’s your own age, he’ll be able to give you a family… he’s not old, and scarred like me. You can’t tell me he’s not the ideal man every human woman in her right mind would hope to marry.” 
You took a breath. You never thought you’d see this. Dwalin was insecure… because of a human man. 
A rush of boldness hit you. “Then I guess I'm not in my right mind. Because I’d much rather marry you. Yes, he was sweet… but I much prefer strong, grumpy dwarves with lots of tattoos.”
The expression he gave you only made you continue. “I don’t need a house, or promises of a family. I want to be with someone because I love them, human or not, wealthy or not, it doesn’t matter.”
His expression grew more hopeful, although you could tell there were still doubts.
“I want someone who picks me flowers because they make him think of me. I want you Dwalin, can’t you see that?”
He moved closer, his voice rumbling as he brushed his fingers against your cheek. “I think I see it now.”
You smiled softly. Finally.
“Kiss me?”
“Of course. As many kisses as you want.”
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And that night, when Dwalin set up his bedroll right next to yours and put his arm around you, the last thing you heard as you drifted off to sleep was his whispered words.
“I love you, Y/N.”
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multific · 1 year
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His Queen
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Dwalin x Reader
"No?"
"I-I'm sorry, I can't." you said as he looked at you with disbelief.
Dwalin just asked you one of the biggest questions a dwarf could, he wanted to court you and he asked for your permission to do so.
But...
How could you ever be good enough for such an amazing dwarf as Dwalin?
You being half drawf and half hobbit, you were not worthy.
"I don't understand why, Y/N. I thought our feelings were mutual."
"Dwalin, I'm so sorry. Really... but you are now- you have to think about your kin."
"My kin? What do you mean?"
"You are noble now, with Thorin as king..."
"You think I honestly care about that?"
"You should, Dwalin. It's your heritage, your kin, your future."
"Exactly. And I see you in my future, I see us. What, you want me to marry some noble dwarf who I don't know and care for? Would that be the future you want for me?"
"Of course not. but I'm half-blood. I'm not fully dwarf."
"In my eyes, it doesn't matter. You could be half fish for all I care. I love you, not for your blood but for who you are. You are the most beautiful, kind and amazing person. Do you honestly think I care about anything else? Do you think I care about what others would say?" Dwalin took a step as you took one back. You knew he didn't care, but someone will. And you would hate yourself for ruining his life because you were too selfish and wanted to keep him for yourself.
"I know you don't care Dwalin, I know that. But someone might, and how could I look into the mirror if I was to ruin your life?"
"You could never do such a thing. Only if you choose to leave me. You know well that dwarves once their find their life-time partner, they cannot forget them, so I beg you, My Love, do not reject me. Because if you do, I will never be happy with another."
"Dwalin, I do love you. You know that. But what if an elder brings up that I'm not fully a dwarf?"
"Then I shall chop their head off. No one can question my Queen."
He took another step, but this time when you didn't move he closed the gap, pulling you close. 
"I love you, Y/N. Nothing and no one can change that."
And as he closed in for a deep, breath-taking kiss, you couldn't stand your ground any longer. Everything came crashing down as his arms locked around your waist. 
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theaskywalker · 3 months
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Imagine meeting Dwalin at the Pranching Pony and him flirting with you
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theblogofdurin · 2 years
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Never pointless || one-shot
word count: 2.1k
warning(s): kissing, confessions, pining, self-pity, insecure!dwalin let's just pretend Gandalf is with the company at this time.
Dwalin x fem!Ranger Reader
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That first night at Bag-End was full of surprises, not just for you but for the rest of the company as well. When Gandalf first mentions bringing his Ranger friend along to add to their company. The Dwarves were excited and intrigued at the prospect, yet later when the hobbit’s door bell rang and you walked in...Let’s just say that saying they were shocked would be an understatement.
However, It’s fine because just like with Bilbo, Gandalf somehow manages to convince Thorin to let you join. The first couple of days of the road proved just like you thought it would. The dwarves watched every step you took, always making sure that one of them was nearby to guard or something.
You weren’t even sure they were doing it on purpose at first, till one morning you watched Bofur, who was currently riding next to you, nod at Kili before they switched places.
It was easy to become frustrated at the Dwarves being overbearing, yet it was also easy for you to understand. Being one of the few Dunedain women left, this wasn’t the first time different races of the male gender have tried to condle you.
After leaving Rivendell, and it took you a few days to realize that almost all the dwarves stopped their protective attics, well except for one…Dwalin
You didn't notice it at first for he had hardly said a word to you or looked at you the entire journey. Or so you thought.
What you didn't know was that Dwalin could hardly keep his eyes off of you. From the very moment you stood up for yourself to Thorin at Bag-End, he was beard over boots for ya.
And the rest of the company knows that he is and that they don't let him forget it either. Whispering snide comments here and there at him behind your back. To watch Dwalin’s face turning a shade of bright red from a range of emotions.
Despite being so madly in love with you, he knew that he could never act on his feelings for many reasons. Many being insecurities that he wouldn’t care to admit out loud. But one of those reasons was that you were a human with a shorter lifespan than his. Even with the age difference between you two being well over 100 years, as far as Dwalin knew, you would still die before him and he wasn’t sure he could handle that.
Scratch that, He wouldn’t handle it well at all and he promised to himself that he wouldn’t put himself in that situation.
In fact the thought of you getting hurt at all is why he was still watching out for you. Even though you already proved to the others and him that you could take care of yourself.
He was still worried about you and he just had to make sure that you were okay throughout the day and sometimes he would even check on you through his night watches to make sure you were staying warm.
This has been going the entire journey so far, it's just recently as the others let off that it has increased. Him doing the most absolute smallest of things to not bring attention to himself. Such as sticking a warm rock from near the campfire near your feet at night when he thought you were too cold. Or purposely whispering to Bombur one night to give you parts of his share cause you started to show some of your weight-loss from all the walking. Or sharpening all your weapons during his watches so you didn’t have too.
It was just his luck that you had started to pick up on it.
At first you thought it was just your imagination but you quickly pieced it together when you noticed your sword was sharper than when you went to bed. Dwalin was the only one in the company, besides Thorin, who had a whetstone big enough to get this kind of edge on your blade and while you would be flattered if the King Under the Mountain took the time to sharpen it for you during the night. It seemed unlikely considering..he didn’t have watch that night.
The watch order had been Nori, You, then Dwalin, and Balin.
Sitting cross legged by the fire, you had long given up watching the stars to keep you awake. Twisting your sword around you stared as you squinted down the length of the blade, the edges already showing signs of going dull.
If only you hadn’t forgotten your sharpening stone in Rivendell.
Sighing deeply, you hadn’t noticed when Dwalin came to relieve you. Sitting gently on the log next to you before grunting.
“Go get some sleep.”
Nodding you didn’t fight him as resheathed your sword and headed back to your bedroll. Setting your sword down next to you and almost immediately drifting off.
When you awoke in the morning you noticed that the sword was on the other side of your bedroll. Automatically unsheathing it to get a better look at it, you noticed it looked shinier than last night and on closer expectation you noticed it had been sharpened. Raising an eyebrow in question to yourself, your brain immediately went to Dwalin.
Immediately looking up for the dwarf, you noticed that he sat on the log by the fire with his back facing you. Smiling to yourself, you just know that the burly dwarf did this.
You had been slow in realizing your feelings for the old dwarrow. You had truly only started noticing him more and more since leaving Rivendell.
The younger dwarfs keep you distracted and entertained during the first part of the long journey. It was more when they started to leave you to your thoughts more often, that you started watching the big dwarf move around the camp.
From the way his forearms flexed when he carried in the firewood for the night. The veins that ran from down them and under the metal gauntlets on his hands. But it wasn’t actually till you watched him complement Ori handwriting. Wait! Or maybe it was when he was quick to offer to take Bofur’s night watch after the poor fella almost took a nasty fall from heat exhaustion. Either way, after seeing Dwalin from a different perspective, it starts to become harder to deny your feelings.
Now especially as you looked down at the sword in your hands with a deep blush.
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"Good." A loud voice pulled you from your thoughts, looking up you saw Thorin nod at both Bombur and Balin. Looking over the awake company members before snapping his fingers at Fili, Nori, and Kili. "We reach the mountain pass in 2 days. We'll need to replenish some of our strength if we want to make it."
"Hunting party?" Kili eyebrows shot up excitedly, as he turned to shoved an elbow in Fili's side. Almost giddy, the two brothers bounced out of their bedrolls and were already grabbing their weapons.
Rolling his eyes, Thorin nodded and gestured to Nori. "I'll keep my eyes on them." Nori nodded, sighing as he got up and stretched, following the two after he slugged his weapon over his shoulder.
Sheathing your sword back, you left it on top of your bedroll as you moved to sit on one of the rocks that sat next to the fire…the one next to the Dwalin.
Across the fire without the notice of either of you two. Gandalf and Balin shared a knowing look before Gandalf cleared his throat softly as he puffed on his pipe. Ori snapped to attention, immediately, looking up from his book over at the wizard.
"Forgive me, Mistress?" Ori glanced at you. You and Dwalin both jumped slightly.
"Yes, Ori?" You smiled kindly at the young dwarf. You always had a soft spot for the little scribe.
"As the Company's scribe.." he stuttered slightly, "I am required to write about everyone in said company" He smiles sheepishly "Is it possible for me to ask you a few questions?"
"Of course." You answered immediately with a nod. Relaxing slightly. He nodded, before turning a page in his journal.
"How old are you?" You paused..what a strange question, hesitantly you replied. "53."
Speaking of age wasn’t something that really bothered you and technically you were still 'in your prime' for a Ranger, not even middle-aged.
"You're one of the Dúnedain."- Thorin spoke, almost extremely shocked. Your eyebrows furrowed slightly in question. That tone was not meant for him.
"Most Rangers are." You answered with slow nods.
"Who are the Dúnedain again?" Bofur asked from the other side of the camp, seeming the most genuine.
"Great people of the west, Master Dwarf. " Gandalf smiled gently at him. "-descendants of the noble númennóreans. "
"Long ago, the Valar blessed them with an extended lifespan." Balin intertwined."I thought you had all died out." He looked over at you with an affectionate twinkle in his eye.
"There's not many of us left-" You smiled softly, when you were suddenly interrupted by Dwalin standing up abruptly.
"Dwalin?" You asked confused. He didn't look at you, he just gave a growl at Balin, who just smiled before he just marched off towards the opening in the treeline..
"It's okay lass, he's just-" Balin tried to reassure but you were already gone, following up after his brother. Balin threw his hands up. " Well. It's about time. " he chuckled as everyone else laughed, agreeing with small nods.
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"Dwalin?" You called out. Making your way through the thick bush. You really didn't know where to go after a few feet into it. Turning around to look to the side a voice spoke behind you.
"Y/n?"
"Ah!" You jumped spinning rapidly to see a chucking Dwalin as he had both hands raised in surprise. "Sorry lass. I didn't mean to scare ya."
"Why did you run off?" You panted slightly lightly as you finally got your heart calmed enough. "Everything okay?:
"Yeah. " he looked down "…it's just." He paused, shaking his head before looking back up.
"Just?" You pushed slightly, taking a small step closer to him.
"It's nothing-." He reassured me, as he automatically took a step closer to you. With a small gesture, he pointed to the camp "-we should get back."
"No, clearly it's not okay" You stopped him "You have a right to say how you feel-"
"I like you. " He breathed, eyes wide "-a lot. Hell, Mahal I might even love ya at this point. And I know it's pointless because you could do so much better than me. "
His hand rubbed down his face, as he pulled on his beard. "I have listed every reason not to allow myself to think of you this way. But every time I tried not to like you like…you make me fall even harder."
You blinked as your face fell into a soft expression. Dwalin eyebrows pinched together insecurely as he looked over at you. Shaking his head as he looked back down, "it's okay if you don't love me bac-"
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That's when you kissed him.
Gently at first, you were just as nervous as him as you raised one of your hands to lightly rest on the edge of his jaw. Lifting his face up slightly to press the locking kiss onto his rough lips.
Dwalin was frozen. Barely moving as he realized what was happening. You were kissing him? This couldn’t be real. Oh, but it was and he couldn't help himself but to melt into your sweet kiss.
His hands moved from his sides to rest lightly on the top of your hips, traveling around to your lower back as he pulled you closer to him. Pulling a sigh from your lips, your other hand coming up to rest on the nape of his neck, tangling your fingers into his hair and pressing your body impossibly closer into his.
Pulling back breathlessly, his eyes were barely open as he gasped an almost painfully shy -"you don't have to kiss me just because I-"
You kissed him again, hands on either of his cheeks as you tried to convey all your bubbled-up emotions. His hands pulled you in impossibly closer, as you your face pulled back slightly, " I love you too you dumb dwarf.'
Pulling away fully, you opened your eyes to see the soft 'o' expression as his eyes opened to meet yours.
"Being with you-" you spoke each word softly, voice slightly hoarse "..would never be pointless." Your heart beating hopelessly in your chest as you stated each word carefully, rubbing your thumb gently against his cheeks, as your other hand rested againat the side of his neck. Hoping to squash any doubt he might have. "I only wished you would see yourself as I do."
Pressing his forehead against yours, you felt him smile with a slightly shy tilt that caused you to giggle.
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Fluffuary 2023 Day 11: Fireplace- Dwalin x OC
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Dwalin x Astrea
Description: After Astrea spends just a bit too long outside in the snow she comes home to her displeased husband.
Word Count: 1.3k
Challenge made by the lovely @darthglitterfanfiction
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Winter was already coming in strong for the people of Erebor. The snow had already begun to fall, and it was only November! It was the people’s first winter back in the kingdom and everyone was more than excited to experience snowfall in their homes again (or for the first time in some cases). Dwarves were naturally built to withstand such low temperatures. At most they just wore a few layers and they were all good. Astrea, being a Hobbit, was unfortunately not. That meant she could only be outside for a few minutes before she had to go back inside lest she catch hypothermia. 
Her husband Dwalin always made sure to remind her of that when she was layering up to go outside. Despite his gruff demeanor, he was actually a very caring and attentive husband. She would even say that it was a bit overbearing at times because his urge to keep her away from any and all potential harm was impalpable. It was unfortunate and even a bit annoying, she knew that he was just worried about her because he loved her. And she appreciated it, so she dealt with it and always made sure not to stay out for long. 
Today was different, however. As winter began to set in, snow had fallen several inches overnight and people were ecstatic to play in the snow. Astrea’s daily chores had been interrupted by none other than Fili and Kili, who had decided to invite her to join them as well as Celeste and Nessa in the snow while Dwalin was at work in the palace. 
“It’s not like you’ll have anything else to do,” Kili pointed out eagerly. “All you do is sit at home waiting for your darling husband to return.” There was a teasing lilt to his voice when he said ‘darling husband’ that made the Hobbit roll her eyes playfully, though she ultimately found herself nodding. 
“Oh, very well. Let me get into something warmer.” The Dwarves cheered as she headed to her and Dwalin’s shared bedroom to get dressed. 
She ultimately changed into some warm pants and a long sleeve shirt. After slipping on a coat and scarf she decided she was ready. Of course it probably wasn’t actually enough to keep her warm, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. The prospect of actually being outside for more than a few minutes was much too exciting for her to think about it for long. Instead she followed the Princes (or, at least tried to, considering her legs were much shorter than theirs) out to where the girls were waiting for them. 
“Well, it’s about time you showed up,” Celeste joked. Kili began to make (what he probably thought would be) a witty response, but he was interrupted when Nessa suddenly scooped up a snowball and threw it at him. It nailed him directly in the face, making the others burst into laughter as he stared at her in shock. After a moment he got over it as an idea seemed to hit him (based on the look on his face). 
“Oh yeah?” He asked with a mischievous smile on his face, dipping down to make a snowball of his own and throw it at her. It hit Nessa in the chest and slid down her tunic, making her gasp and shudder as she tried to wipe it off. She paused when she heard Astrea laughing at her, and she faced the Hobbit girl. 
“And what are you laughing at?” She asked, scooping the snow off her tunic and flicking it at her. 
“Oh you are so going to pay for that!” She laughed jovially, also crouching down to make a snowball and throwing it back at her. Both Kili and Nessa ducked so it ended up hitting Celeste, who stood on the other side of the Elf. This continued between them until it turned into a full blown snowball fight. 
They stayed outside for hours. When they got bored of the snowball fight they decided to make a snowman. And when they finished that they continued finding things to do. It was the most fun Astrea ever had. She hadn’t realized how long they’d spent time outside until Fili pointed out that the sun was already setting. Her eyes widened when she realized he was right. Oh no, Dwalin always got home around this time. There was no way she’d be able to warm herself up before he sees her.
“Would you like us to walk you home, Mrs. Astrea?” Celeste asked the Hobbit, interrupting her thoughts. Immediately she put on a smile and shook her head. 
“Oh, no dear. I’ll be okay. It’s less than five minutes, I’ll likely be home before the sun has fully set,” she brushed off. The others looked unsure at first, but at her urging they wished her goodnight and headed back to the palace. Once she was alone Astrea sighed and turned, trudging her way home. 
There was smoke coming out of the chimney when she walked up to the house, which confirmed her theory of her husband being home. Once at the door she took a moment to prepare herself for the lecture she was about to receive, then finally opened the door as quietly as she could and stepped inside. Dwalin sat by the fireplace, where a fire roared in front of him as he moved the embers around. He didn’t face her as he spoke. 
“I’ve run your bath. Go warm yourself up,” he instructed, grabbing a few more logs and feeding them to the fire. Astrea wanted to retort that she wasn’t a child, and that he didn’t need to talk to her like one. But by that point she was too tired to argue, so she did as he said and walked to their bathroom. 
It didn’t take her long to clean up and warm herself, but she still spent quite a while in the bath. She didn’t want to face her husband and see his disappointed face. Eventually her water started getting cold, so she got out and dried off, changing into the warm pajamas that Dwalin had set out for her before finally walking out to the living room. Dwalin was staring at the fire in front of him as he waited for her once again, but this time he actually looked at her when she walked in. 
“I’m not mad,” was the first thing he said as she took a seat beside him. “I don’t wish for you to believe that I am. I just worry about you, Astrea. Winters here are colder than they were back in the Blue Mountains and I don’t want you to catch your death from it. You’re much smaller than the other inhabitants of Erebor.” Astrea stayed silent for a minute as she thought over his words. 
“I understand your concern, my love,” she started slowly. “But you cannot expect me to just stay cooped up in the house all winter as if I am a bear hibernating. I wish to go outside and have fun with our friends. And I understand that I am smaller than almost everyone else, but that does not mean that I’ve no common sense. I know my limits, and I know when to come inside or how much I should layer up. I am not a child, I am your wife, and I think you should have a little more faith in me.” Now it was Dwalin’s turn to remain silent. He stared at the fire for a minute or two, then he sighed. 
“You’re right, I shouldn’t be treating you like this,” he finally said. “I’m sorry.” A small smile formed on the girl’s face as she scooted closer to him. She was practically nestled into his side, prompting him to wrap his arm around her. 
“You’re forgiven. I love you, Dwalin.” A fond smile appeared on her husband’s face. 
“I love you too.” With that, he pressed a kiss to her forehead before the two of them faced the fireplace once again, ready to spend the rest of the night in front of it with each other. 
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shirefantasies · 3 months
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How Thorin’s Company Acts Around Their Crush
Hope all who celebrate had a wonderful Christmas! Since I’ve gotten some requests for The Hobbit characters as well I thought I would start with my usual beginning! Yes I’m repping ALL of them 😤😂 you can imagine the older members’ as taking place when they were younger or not…depends how you like it 🤷🏻‍♀️😂
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Balin
✧ As his feelings for you grow, so too does his care for you. As if by magic he always seems to know where you are and what you need. Being more subtle and witty with his feelings, Balin is not the easiest to decipher in terms of intention but you can be damn sure you know he cares.
✧ Shares stories with you, tales of his ancestors or days as a young dwarf roaming the mountain halls, chuckling warmly at your reactions.
✧ There to catch you whenever you fall, hands gently gripping your waist as he asks if you’re all right.
✧ Tells you how much the others like you, especially if those around you are a bit tough about it. Balin hears and sees a lot more in his position so he is quick to reassure you.
✧ “Let me get one last look at you before I go- that’s all the energy I need.”
✧ Balin loves to hear your voice, so his guilty pleasure is asking you to read to him whenever you get a moment’s peace- please indulge him, he’ll be so relaxed and content!
Dwalin
✧ Acts like he's just going along with your ideas or whims, but in reality you're wrapped around his finger and he'll do anything for you, not to mention go anywhere so he can ensure you're protected. The way he always makes jokes for you and shows off in your presence may make it easier to tell how he feels!
✧ Offers you a drink at any opportunity, bringing you a mug or glass of whatever you prefer most, even if it’s just water.
✧ Playfully spars with you if you’re game, complimenting your form and encouraging you to try more daring moves.
✧ Does anything in his power to make you comfortable and stand up for you. The log you’re sitting on is uncomfortable? He stands right up then and there to carve it down. If he sees an orc get a strike in on you you’ll know who’d getting beheaded next.
✧ Laughs at jokes he wouldn’t normally, like if the others tease him Dwalin will probably smack them or snark back, but if you say it he’ll just laugh and roll his eyes, maybe lightly elbow you.
✧ I’m pretty sure it’s both book and movie canon that this man dwarf plays the violin??? So you know he is going to whip it out to impress you! And maybe it’ll make for an excuse to dance and sing together too!
Thorin
✧ Thorin is the sort to orchestrate his entire romance to a T, so you will not be able to decipher his intentions until the exact moment he plans to tell you, and that will take some time getting to know and trust you.
✧ Always moves you behind him when danger strikes, readying himself in a moment to stand in and defend you. If you've been separated, you're the first person he seeks to check on.
✧ “Give me your hand.” Anytime the terrain is rough or you could fall, Thorin takes your hand in his to gently but firmly guide you over/across it.
✧ It’s hard sometimes to defer to others especially with all the pressure of being king, but Thorin is intentionally very considerate with you, asking for your input and following your counsel.
✧ Drapes his coat over your shoulders if he sees you looking cold, his hands lingering a bit longer than necessary…
✧ Rather than tell his story, Thorin prefers to ask yours- he wants to know where you came from and why you care about the things you do. If nothing else he craves a feeling of understanding passing between you two, a deeper relation and connection. He’s not afraid to ask deep questions like if what legacy would you most like to leave behind or the most important character trait in your eyes because his partner needs to share his values and be comfortable with deep discussions.
Oin
✧ His biggest tell is the way he dials up the gentleman act for you and only you, behaving so much more politely and attentively.
✧ Sometimes people don’t take the time to have conversations with him due to his hearing difficulties, so he makes sure to be extremely attentive and show his appreciation whenever you talk to him. Expressive listening and reactions are his specialty!
✧ Having skills as a healer, Oin does anything in his area of expertise to ease your travels, whether it’s pain relief, soothing oils for your muscles, steam treatments for your breathing, etc.
✧ He knows a lot of games, too, so if you’d like Oin would love to sit down and teach you some. If you ever look bored or down he will approach you with cards or dice in hand asking if you’d like to while away some time or thoughts.
✧ In turn, any hobby you have is something he’d be eager to learn about. You like to see? Show him how! You paint? Well, what do you make your paints out of? He wants to find a way to support your joys.
✧ Does silly things behind the others’ backs when only you can see, making fun of them or just shaking his head no if they give bad advice. Acts completely innocent even if they catch you laughing.
Gloin
✧ The ability to speak one's intent and feelings clearly, perhaps even with a bit of poetry, definitely runs in his family 😌 He will pay you the best compliments you've ever heard, leaving you to wonder what wheels are turning in his mind as he speaks them.
✧ Unafraid of telling you how nice your outfit looks on you whether it’s the color or the fit or, as is most likely, both! Tells you, in fact, that you’re more beautiful than any gem he’s ever seen.
✧ Teaches you how to play all his favorite tavern games! Subsequently always asks for you to be his partner at them.
✧ “Oh, you’ve got a little…” Extending a hand, he gently removes a small leaf from your hair, gently brushing it back into place.
✧ Won’t give the others the time of day if you’re talking to him. “Can’t you see I’m talking to them and not you?”
✧ Becomes your designated lifter of heavy objects and opener of difficult things, flexing as he tells you that pretty much everyone comes to him for it (even if it isn’t true) 😌
Bifur
✧ Absolutely becomes a showoff whenever he sees you, especially when he's sparring. You're like an energy of your own, bringing him new vigor and passion to overtake his enemy before he flashes you a smile. It's fairly obvious what he's doing, but you can't deny its effectiveness.
✧ Gets you familiar with his signs so he can spill the tea about the others when they aren’t looking 👀
✧ Elbows you lightly to get your attention, then waves at you or wiggles his eyebrows teasingly when you peer at him.
✧ Strings together some beads he has on hand along with some pretty rocks that he found to make you a little necklace or bracelet! Looks so proud as he holds it up for you too 🥺
✧ Gives it his all in every fight where you’re in harm’s way too because it’s not just about him making it out anymore.
✧ Sharpens your weapons for you without you even having to ask 😌
Bofur
✧ Bofur is incredibly sweet around the one who draws his attention, always smiling when you look his way and address him and always laughing at your jokes. His actions could be seen as just friendly but he's incredibly generous and giving around you which is a bit of a tell.
✧ Starts breaking touch barriers! Just with little things like resting a hand on your shoulder as he teases you or expresses sympathy, offering a helping hand to stand back up, or taking your hand or wrist to look at your jewelry.
✧ Yours is the first hand he reaches for when Bofur starts up a song and dance. He holds you so gently but twirls you so eagerly, a smile on his face for you the whole time!
✧ Hype man. Believes in you like it’s a given- of course you look amazing, go on, you can do it, don’t be scared, they’ll love it. In his words, “Don’t dull that great shine you’ve got.”
✧ Sharing little running jokes is his favorite. Whether you two were the only ones to catch another company member say something ridiculous or Bofur was the one you shared a certain story or fact with, he loves those little points of connection and will never let them die.
✧ Loves to take care of you, so when you’re seated together at meals he’ll load your plate and pour your drink for you- you won’t have to do a single thing but enjoy your time!
Bombur
✧ Such a quiet sweetheart! You may not be able to tell he likes you because he's so subtle with his little gifts and waves sent your way, but he's always asking about you and trying to show he cares.
✧ Lets you sneak tastes of whatever he’s making even though he’d usually smack their hand away 🥰 Also he always serves you first at the end of the day and gives you the best bit of whatever he's made! And if you're a lady, he always says “ladies first” with the sweetest smile ☺️
✧ The absolute best if you get anxiety, like he will learn exactly what is best to do for you whether it’s breathing, words, serving as a living weighted blanket for you, a phrase or sensory experience, you name it! He just wants to see you smile again 🥺
✧ Quietly leaves you flowers by your bedroll when you aren’t around, just little surprises to bring a smile to your face at day’s end.
✧ Bombur has the most hilarious theories about how he thinks he can predict the weather, so rather than have you ask Gandalf he’ll explain them all in depth until you’ve got stitches in your sides from laughing.
✧ If you break touch barriers, expect the most shocked, happy :o face from him followed by a smile that slowly grows more and more lovestruck.
Dori
✧ Another case of 'could be interpreted as friendly', Dori practically fawns over you to make sure you're comfortable and have everything you need, but because he's a big brother it can come across like his natural sibling instinct.
✧ Anyone who bothers you gets the biggest scolding of their life- watch out!
✧ Making tea is his love/connection language. He'll offer to make you a cuppa if you're cold, stressed, need some energy, you name it and he'll do it for you!
✧ Practically shushes everyone to get your opinion when a ruckus emerges over some company decision or another, making some creative excuse why you have sway over it.
✧ Dori is definitely the sort to always check in and make sure you ate and got a drink too, always getting certain you’re keeping up your strength and care for yourself.
✧ Invites you to take walks with him when he wants fresh air and time away from his brothers, just the two of you enjoying nature and some one-on-one chatting and laughter.
Nori
✧ Shameless flirt! You'll know by the way his eyes travel up and down, by the way he smiles and approaches you, by his complete and utter lack of fear in complimenting and teasing you.
✧ Probably hits you with a pickup line as one of your first interactions, seeing you and immediately stepping in with the 'what's someone like you doing in a place like this'.
✧ Naturally he always volunteers to pair up with you on watches or lookout duty…just to make sure you’re safe, you know!
✧ Tells maybe, just possibly, exaggerated stories of his feats of heroism…or just gambling, whichever.
✧ One hundred percent the one who tries the old ‘yawn and put your arm around them’ trick one night by the fire or on watch.
✧ If his exploration leads him somewhere interesting you’re the first one he’ll be pulling over to check it out with him, pride written all over his face at your amazed reaction!
Ori
✧ He's so shy and polite around you that you can't help but wonder if his flustered state and smiles are connected to you. He also gets clumsier, suddenly walking into things and dropping them. What can be said, you just have an effect on him 😉
✧ Always points out animals he sees on your travels because he knows you like looking at them. Will sketch you pictures of your favorites so you can carry them with you!
✧ “Ooh, ooh! Sit with me!” *proceeds to not know what to say or do with himself once you get there*
✧ Knits for you, whether you request a scarf or gloves or a hat Ori will make it for you. “Here. This’ll keep you nice and warm,” he tells you as he passes it over, smiling sweetly as your hands brush.
✧ Tries to replicate anyone else’s feats. Fili threw a knife and hit a bullseye? Well watch this. Bifur balanced three bowls on his head? Care to see Ori do four? And if he doesn’t, please don’t laugh too much!
✧ Asks your favorite everything, like what flower you like the best, what meal you enjoy most, what’s your favorite color. Your favorite flower will forever make Ori think of you, and in fact it becomes his muse. He dedicated two whole pages to pressing and sketching them, one for him to keep and one for you!
Fili
✧ Epitome of 'if he teases you, he likes you'. Always shooting you jokes and smoothly grabbing your attention to show you things. Fili just gets a twinkle in his eye around you and his behavior clues you in.
✧ Teaches you the best way to throw knives, standing behind you to help you get the best angle 😏 asks if you’d like to give a name to the one you do the best with!
✧ Such a great listener. Goes full-on chin in hand just watching your animation intently, nodding and smiling as you speak.
✧ Struggle with something in Fili’s sight and you’ll never lift a finger at it again. He swoops right in to help you, always reassuring you it’s no big deal at all.
✧ Opens his arms immediately if you’re stressed or grieving, offering a warm, comforting embrace. He gives amazing hugs, too, a hand sliding soothingly up and down your back as he pulls you in.
✧ Trips and falls in front of you, but saves it by saying he lost his footing because you were so stunning 💁🏻‍♀️
Kili
✧ If he teases you he likes you part two. He also shamelessly flirts by winking at you and doing anything in his power to hear you laugh, so you'll be able to see what's up pretty quickly.
✧ He has a habit of taking things to see if you notice, just small things like if you leave your comb sitting out or lay down your weapon to go talk to someone, he'll snatch it up and hold onto it to see how long it takes! "Just keeping it warm for you ;)"
✧ Takes it upon himself to teach you archery or help you practice, making lots of corrections to your stance, especially with guiding hands on your hips 👀
✧ One night Kili has a coin perched on his hand. “Heads or tails?” You call your guess, and as luck you call it correctly. “Well, that means you get to sit with me tonight,” Kili replies with a wink.
✧ If you don’t mind it, he’ll probably end up giving you some sort of nickname, whether it’s based on some sort of inside joke or just something you like or remind him of.
✧ Conversations he’s involved in quickly involve you, too, as Kili can find a reason to think of you amidst even the most mundane topics.
Bilbo
✧ He isn't flustered around you, but he behaves with a certain awkward consternation that you wonder at. If you have a tougher time reading others like me, you might think he's just plain studying you, confused even, but in truth he is hyperfocusing on every little part of your interactions!
✧ The type to always stick by you, making sure he's the one seated next to you at mealtimes and placed next to you at the campfire.
✧ “Perhaps we ought to hold hands? Just to keep together. After all, it’s quite crowded out here.”
✧ Being introverted as he is, a big sign of Bilbo’s care for you is the way he approaches your time together- even at the end of the day he will still come to you, making it clear time together with you recharges. It equates to ‘me time’, which is big for him.
✧ Asks a lot of questions about your home, the cultures you come from and languages you speak. Bookish as he is, Bilbo will undertake learning your other language(s) and trying to bring pieces of your home right to you!
✧ “So, have you ever… you know, thought about settling down someday? After all this is over.”
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Click and Drag: The Hobbit Edition: Halloween
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Imagine the dwarves being super outraged when they find out you've been made fun of because of your body hair. As someone who was often a bit hairier than my peers I was often teased because of it. So just imagining the dwarves telling you your body hair is beautiful and you're absolutely gorgeous the way you are is honestly the sweetest thing ever to me. I just know they would totally kill anyone with an axe who dares mock their loved one
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ironmandeficiency · 11 months
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drinking songs
pairing: established dwalin  / fem!dwarf!reader
word count: 1607
summary: you got drunk off your ass at thorin’s coronation banquet, and now it’s up to your dearest dwarf captain to get you back to your rooms.
a/n: song snippets are from "rattlin bog” by the irish descendants. i have become dwalin trash, mostly thanks to @fromthedeskoftheraven
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the captain of the guard was enjoying himself, truly. it isn’t every day that thorin is actually happy, that his cousin is able to swing his arms around the shoulders of his nephews with joy oozing from every pore.
peace is seldom found in the line of durin.
his eyes flit around the room, observing every shift of the light and tracking the positions of his family and friends. the boys are hanging off thorin with rosy cheeks, smiling wider than he’d seen in years. bofur is dancing on one of the massive tables, flute in hand, deftly avoiding plates and goblets while doing a jig to his own music. nori’s pulled ori into dancing along, the brothers almost tripping over each other in their laughter. balin and dori are watching said merriment from their seats at the royal table, casually drinking from their goblets with matching grins.
dwalin respects the duties of his station and would never stray from his responsibilities during a royal banquet or otherwise. it doesn’t matter how entranced he is with the way you’re going toe to toe against the others with the mead, the way errant drops of the beverage drip down your chin and neck. he’s not going to abandon his post and allow himself to sweep you to your feet, beckoning you into the energetic dances of celebrating dwarrow.
but he can damn sure wish to.
he doesn’t know how it started. all dwalin knows is that it happened, is still happening, and probably won’t stop happening anytime soon. he fell beard over boots for you many moons ago, the dam sent by dís to accompany them on the quest, your presence the only reason his dear cousin let her sons join the company.
it could have been the battle cry released from the pit of your soul when you downed a warg headed straight for him. or maybe it was the vicious glint in your eyes when you ripped the leg off a mirkwood spider with your bare hands, then promptly used it to skewer two others. it could even be the doting care you gave to every member of the company, your innate kindness off the battlefield a delightful contradiction to your ferocity on it.
those and many more were the reasons he, with some encouragement from his closest friends and family, found the courage to ask to court you while they were in laketown. it was why his eyes kept focusing on the courting bead in your hair that marked you as his, no matter how many other eyes followed you around the mountain.
mahal’s sweaty balls, dwalin was in deep.
even in the safety of the mountain, there were so many strangers that he couldn’t let his guard down. that was his excuse for not celebrating and he would stick to it like the honey in your beard when you ate the little honey cakes at the shifter’s cabin.
he spotted bofur taking your hand, pulling you onto the table to join him in whatever foolish drinking song that was being chorused around the table.
“ho, ro, the rattlin' bog the bog down in the valley o real bog, the rattlin' bog the bog down in the valley o!”
an obnoxious cheer cut through yours and bofur’s song before you continued with wide smiles and mead dripping from your beards. 
“in the nest, there was a bird a rare bird, a rattlin’ bird the bird in the nest and the nest on the limb and the limb on the branch and the branch on the tree and the tree in the hole and the hole in the bog and the bog down in the valley o!”
it was an absolutely foolish song, albeit rather catchy. while he would never lower himself to singing along, he caught himself tapping his boot to it. the faster you sang, the more every other dwarf struggled to keep up. even bofur was occasionally lowered to simply making syllabic noises that didn’t quite make sense, though his current inebriation could be partly to blame.
you jumped off the table in a hurry, headed straight for him. if he were a betting dwarf that needed the gold, he would bet that you were going to try and pull him into your cheerful little song and dance.
“come on, ya big oaf! you’ve got to join us!”
“oh no no, dearie, you know i don’t-”
“correction, you didn’t dance! now you do!”
dwalin’s long-suffering sigh meant nothing to you. you’ve known dwalin nearly your entire lives, there wasn’t a moment spent under this mountain or another where he could successfully said no to you.
your strength in pulling him into the growing crowd, no matter how close to inebriated you were, shouldn’t have surprised him. his feet weren’t cooperating with the rest of him as he stumbled after you, the way he’s done since you were both wee pebbles.
he’s just glad he wasn’t asked to join you and the miner in the singing.
once you succeeded in pulling dwalin to the edge of your impromptu stage, you jumped right back into the song with ease. your drunken crowd was stomping their feet and banging meaty fists on the table. one of dain’s men had a banjo and was playing along with the steadily increasing tempo of the song. the increase in speed seemed to not affect you in the slightest and dwalin was gobsmacked.
“the rash on the tick, on the tick on the louse, on the louse on the hair, on the hair on the worm, on the worm on the feather, on the feather on the bird, on the bird in the egg, in the egg in the bird, in the bird on the nest, on the nest on the limb, on the limb on the branch, on the branch on the tree, on the tree in the hole, in the hole in the bog, in the bog down in the valley-o!”
you launched yourself off the table, still shouting the lyrics with a speed that rivaled the rabbits pulling the brown wizard’s sled. dwalin caught you with a wide grin. he almost didn’t catch you when you jumped into his arms, but his instincts were ahead of his brain.
with that one last line, ringed fingers tangled in the warrior’s beard, pulling him close so you could connect his lips with yours. it was a sloppy, rough kiss with just a little tenderness but overflowing with passion and impatience and devotion. hoots and hollers rang around you both, the loudest ones belonging to members of the company.
it was a very forward display of affection for two dwarrow who only recently started courting, but propriety could get shoved up the drake’s ass for all he (and you) cared.
he tempered your kisses, untangling your fingers from his beard before placating you with smaller pecks all across your face. “alright lass, it’s time for you to get to bed.” there was an affection in his voice that he couldn’t keep at bay when he was around you.
“rather forward tonight, are we?” you couldn’t help but tease your dear warrior. the sight of his cheeks wearing even the most faded tint of ruby was a reward that far surpassed the value of the treasure only a few rooms away.
dwalin rolled his eyes fondly at you. “not quite, kurdel,” maybe one day though. he wouldn’t even entertain the idea of doing anything untoward when you were giggly and rosy-cheeked from the spirits. “need to get you to sleep. ‘sides, it sounds like your voice is gettin’ hoarse.”
the resulting pout you gave him was very unconvincing.
a hiccup escaped your lips as your betrothed hoisted you into his shoulder, carrying you out of the grand hall like a very cherished sack of potatoes.
in the morning you were definitely going to regret the way you drank close to bombur’s weight in mead. it wasn’t a concern now, however, when drunk you had the best vantage point of your lover’s ass.
you could continue your singing after all, especially with the best hand drums this side of the misty mountains right there. deft hands began to tap an encore of your earlier performance. you were so distracted by this task you didn’t notice dwalin stop walking or his slight chuckle at your antics.
dwalin paused outside the door to your rooms, an impatient sigh falling from him. “are you quite finished, love?” just to spite him, you hum and give his buttocks a few more taps just because you could. “i’m done now,” you answer.
his grunt of acknowledgement made you giggle as he opened the door to your rooms, your intended making a beeline for your bed. he unloaded you with all the care a lover would give and once you were sobered up, you’d look upon the moment fondly. he was gingerly guiding your body as he removed your outerwear, leaving you in your pants and a loose tunic.
but that moment was not now, so you instead chose to grab up at him in a silent attempt to get him to lay with you. he should learn to say no to you eventually.
“if i lay down wi’ ye, there will be no funny business. understand?” he’s already ridding himself of his own boots and heavy armor, getting himself ready to crawl into bed with you. balin would definitely have his ass for this in the morning, but dwalin couldn’t find it in him to care when you were gazing at him with love in your eyes.
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just-a-little-cellist · 10 months
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Hello there my dear~! If you may be so kind, and you happen to get the inspiration, i would absolutely adore to request a small blurb from you! Or, honestly just chat if you’re up for it. My love for Tolkien’s characters is brimming over and I’ve got so many plot bunnies I need to write and gush over.
Anyways, something that has been stuck in my head as of late is Dwalin and his little hobbit wife on the journey to Erebor. Just imagine big, burly Dwalin who scares the shit out of everyone making his wife sleep flat upon him when Thorin has them stop to camp in an area with uneven, rocky ground. It’s just so cute to me for some reason?? Id kill to draw little shapes on his chest while curled up in his arms. As soon as you drift off he’s glaring daggers into anyone who dare raise their voice or attempt to rouse you. Oh goodness, and Bilbo being absolutely flabbergasted that very first night with the company! Such an entertaining, sweet thought.
Ugh. Id kill for this man. So fast. Anyways, I hope you’re doing absolutely lovely, sweetheart, and I thank you for receiving my thoughts 🤍🤍
~ ❄︎
(ohhhhhh this is so cute and we absolutely need more Dwalin content! I'm gonna do some headcanons for it if that's ok :) enjoy (and apologies for this taking so long)!)
(Dwalin x female!hobbit!reader)
The vibe of the two of you next to each other is a boulder and a literal ray of sunshine. It's a strange contrast to the people around you, but the two of you complement each other perfectly.
He's so incredibly protective over you that even Thorin hesitates to make any kind of comment about you.
This has its benefits, as the whole company are very respectful of you and will do whatever they can to keep you safe.
Obviously, Dwalin is well aware that you will face many discomforts and dangers on the road. This does not stop him from absolutely spoiling you with all the comfort he can.
If you're the slightest bit cold, he'll give you his cloak. He helps you down from your pony every single time without fail. He gives you extra food when he can (hobbits need their second breakfast, after all). And, while it may give him more comfort than he'll admit, he makes you sleep on top of him if you show even the barest hint of discomfort on the ground.
(his love language is absolutely acts of service)
While the others are surprised at the softness this shows, and Bilbo is positively mortified at the impropriety, none of them dare to comment and any looks are met with a glare that shuts their mouths before they've opened.
He drapes his cloak over the top of both of you, with your head tucked into his chest and his arms around your waist.
Genuinely he makes the best pillow ever, and he radiates heat which is ideal when you're camping.
Once you've fallen asleep and he's threatened everyone else into being sufficiently quiet, he loves to just watch you while you sleep. Your face is so peaceful, and he thinks you're the most perfect being he's ever seen.
It makes him feel so lucky and makes him even more determined to try and give you the world.
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Your take on cuddling with the company? 🥺
Cuddling With Thorin's Company
A/N: I hope this is what you were looking for! Thank you for my first the hobbit request and I hope I did them justice <3
Warnings: None really! I don't go into detail about anything graphic or anything. Nori is said to be handsy (I go on to describe it's in a good way and not sexual and only with someone he's dating)
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Fili
Very much a big spoon kind of guy, always just pulling you as close as possible and burying his face in your neck. The smell of you makes him feel comfortable and safe, a lot safer than he'd feel being held as a little spoon.
He'll randomly put his arm around your waist if you're all sitting around the campfire, using the cold as an excuse for it. 
If you have hair he'd love to have his hand in it while giving you big hugs. His hugs are longer cuddle-like hugs that he uses to remind himself that he can keep you safe.
Uses your cuddles as a way to relax after a long day, especially if he ends up being king one day since he's the heir, and even as the heir he has a lot of responsibilities and it weighs him down so cuddling with you is his time to relax and feel like he can let go. 
Kili
Kili is a little spoon or big spoon, depending on your and his moods. If you've had a close call he's one to pull you as close to him as possible and be your big spoon to make sure you're safe and okay. Holding you is one of his favorite things to do. 
So Clingy, I'm not even kidding. An arm around your waist, a hand on your hip, a hand on your shoulder, his arm looped through yours, his legs in your lap, his HEAD in your lap, the company can bet every day they'll see some new way he's decided to cuddle with you even in front of them all.
If you're more of a secretive/in-private kind of person he'd cut back on the clinginess but sometimes he'd slip up and cuddle you randomly just to notice and pull back. 
His favorite cuddling position is when he can lay his head in your lap and you're petting his hair. I have a headcanon he doesn't do much with his hair and doesn't like braids much but that doesn't stop him from LOVING his hair being played with and messed with. it makes him feel safe. 
Nori
Kind of handsy, won't lie, but in a gentle way and only after you and him are fully together. His hands on your hips, hands holding your legs close to him in bed, etc. He's very much a "pulls you as close as possible even when you're already as close as you're gonna get" kind of guy. 
"Nori, Nori, you're suffocating me, Nori-"
Will also cuddle you anywhere. He has been known to just pull you onto his lap, even If you're taller than him. Likes to pull you into his lap and, if you're the right height, rest his chin on your shoulder with his arms wrapped around your waist and his hands on your thighs.  
Oh, a negative thing though, he steals the blankets. BUT only if he can't steal you. He'll choose you over the blanket for a cuddle sesh or at night but if you for whatever reason don't cuddle with him, expect to find yourself without blankets.
Ori
Slightly awkward at first but also very gentle and clingy. Doesn't like asking for the type of things he wants in any regard, let alone cuddling, and lets you take the lead. It takes you looking him in the eye and telling him to tell you what he wants to admit he wants to be held. 
Though, after a while, he'd eventually just. ASK. Because as soon as he's comfortable with someone his anxiousness subsides to show his brave spirit. 
He loves to sit up in bed with your head on his legs as he draws or writes. He likes to read to you as you lay down together. Cuddling with Ori is kind of like hugging a teddy bear. 
Dori
Dori is a very gentlemanly dwarf so cuddling with him is always putting your feelings above his (which is something you two can work on). He's very willing to give you exactly what you want at any given moment.
A lot of "is this okay?"'s and "Are you cold?"'s. Uses your well-being as a big excuse a lot of the time because he cares about you a lot. If he's questioned on why you were in his bed roll the night before he'll tell everyone that it was cold! You were scared! You shouldn't have to be alone in this dangerous world, he had to protect you!
A very big mother-hen, and not only to his brothers, so it's very easy for him to come up with "excuses" to cuddle with you. 
But really he just wants to.
Oin
Sometimes it can be hard to hear the things you say to him so when you're nice and close in bed it's one of the best times. He loves to hear you talk in his ear so he loves when you lay on your side with your face near his. 
He loves to read your lips in this position, hearing you speaking and reading your lips helps him be able to understand you more outside of bed as well. 
Your arm would be thrown over his side and his would be gently running up and down yours. Your legs would intertwine a lot.
He's not that cuddly anywhere other than in bed, usually, he prefers his space, but if he ever thinks you're under the weather he is THERE. or if he sees you're down for any reason he's also there, holding you, because in his own words he's a healer! and healers are meant to help in any way possible, and it's proven that physical affection can help.
Gloin
Gloin is a bear hugger. He will squeeze the living daylights out of you and laugh while he does it. Cuddling with him is like if you were cuddling with a living bear. 
He's kind of possessive but less in a "you belong to me" way and more of a "I get to have you?" way. He's always burying his face in your hair, shoulders, neck, wherever he can just to get closer to you. 
He's a guilty pleasure little spoon and it RARELY happens but when it does he says it's to humor you. 
He'll cuddle with you at night around the company but he's not that much of a hands-on affection type of person. He'd rather show how much he loves you with acts of service or words than hold you. 
Bifur
Bifur!! Bifur would be very much a secret cuddler. He wouldn't do it often, I think he might even get a bit overwhelmed with being held, but he'd love to sometimes be able to hold you and show you how important you are to him. 
Especially if you can't speak Khuzdul, he'd feel the need to show you physical affection as a love language to show you how much he cares. If you see him with the axe still in his head, he'd be a bit... hesitant to hold you. He wouldn't want to accidentally hurt you with it. 
I think he worries about not being able to give you what he "should be able to" so he often shows you love in cuddles whenever he can. 
Bombur
BOMBUR IS A HUMAN (dwarf) PILLOW. He gives the best hugs 100% and loves to cuddle. He loves when you lay at his side and lay your head on his chest or stomach. He also loves to just cuddle into you like a cat. 
If Ori is a teddy bear, and Gloin is a real bear, Bombur is one of those big teddy bears that you have no clue how to actually cuddle but instead, he has the pro of being able to cuddle YOU so there's less of a hassle!! Loves to just have lazy days where all you do is lay and cuddle. 
Will 100% cuddle with you around the company but if anyone mocks or jokes about it he'll stop. (don't worry, he'll only stop for a little bit before picking it back up again. not even his kin can make him stop cuddling you.)
Cuddling by the campfire usually consists of you laying against his side and falling asleep but he doesn't mind. 
Bofur
Bofur is such a cuddler oh my gosh !! He'd cuddle you constantly. He's a lot like Kili, wanting physical touch with you all the time but specifically his cuddles are so gentle. 
He's had a rough life, and through it, he keeps a smile. When his smile finally falls, your cuddles are the only things that can get him happy again. 
He likes to sing to you while you cuddle and his favorite position is your head on his chest, but he's open to other ones !! He's open to being a little spoon and enjoys it but I think a part of him prefers being able to hold you, which is why your head on his chest is his favorite because it feels like a mix of holding you and you holding him. 
Dwalin
Dwalin doesn't seem much like a cuddler, and I think he'd definitely not do it in public, but he'd hold you at night. He's a personal space type of person so it's not all the time but he does! He'll pull you close to his chest and bury his face in your hair. 
His cuddles are kinda clunky and rough, and he's always worried about hurting you, and he's a bit too strong for his own good so sometimes he squeezes too tight. Though, despite all that, if he's tired enough he'll just grab you and hold you without thinking. Sometimes those are the best nights where he lets you gently run your hands up and down his arms and lets you kiss him gently.
Those nights, when he's so tired that he's just dragging his feet and all he wants it to be with you are some of the best nights. Sometimes, and I mean very rarely, he'll let his head rest on your chest.
Balin
Balin is a cuddler but not a big one. Loves to hold you but isn't really clingy or enthusiastic like Kili, and overall just finds peace in it. If he's able to hold you it means you're alive and, to him, that's the greatest gift of all. 
He's a calmer soul so a lot of the cuddles are just laying in bed with a few of your limbs intertwined and just relaxing after a long day. 
He doesn't really like positions like little spoon big spoon or anything, he prefers to have his own space in bed which is why the points of contact are limited to arms and legs most of the time, but if you or he has a day he's willing to cuddle more closely. 
Thorin
Thorin is a great big teddy bear underneath all the grumpiness. Very gentle, he treats you like that meme that says "gently holds". He's like a living furnace and shares his body heat happily. 
He loves to sleep as close to you as possible, and he's a secret little spoon. He enjoys being the big spoon and probably won't ask to be the little spoon, but he will be one in a heartbeat. He loves to be in your arms or have you in his. 
Technically this isn't cuddling but Thorin will wrap his coat around you and put his arm around your shoulders to keep it in place for you. Likes to pull you into his side/chest and wrap his coat around you while hugging you, too. Will 100% suffocate you without meaning to in his need to be close. 
Bilbo
He keeps to himself, and because of that he rarely ever cuddles in public. Feels a little awkward if anyone can see him cuddling with you. 
Due to his height sometimes he finds it hard to be the big spoon so he often ends up being the little spoon, which you won't find him complaining. He's very gentle when it comes to cuddles and is another one to put your needs first, though if he doesn't like something he WILL make sure someone hears about it. 
"Your arm is in my side. Move. Y/N, Move."
"It's too hot." *he does not get up to move*
He may sound like a complainer but most of the time his complaints are small things that he chooses to ignore anyway, and you'll make him smile if you tease him about it. If your arm is in his side weirdly and he complains, you can just... laugh. and not move. and he'll shake his head with a smile.
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multific · 1 year
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The Lord of The Rings/The Hobbit Collection
Thorin Oakenshield (The Hobbit)
Queen Under the Mountain
Gold-Sick
Thranduil
Whatever the Queen Wants
Beorn
A New Chapter
Our Little Cub
A Life We can Have
Dwalin
His Queen
Elrond
Love Me Tender
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betyloca · 2 months
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hobbit characters having a human s/o with tattoos and muscles
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bilbo baggins
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•He was tired of all the dwarves that were in his house and when he heard the door he started screaming.
-No, I don't want any more messy and rude guests, so goodbye.
• oh this poor boy when he opened the door and saw you at the entrance of his house he felt his heart stop
- I'm sorry* I move to the side* pass
• when you came in you introduced yourself
-I'm y/n at your service
- bilbo baggins to his
• He saw how you crouched down and got close to his ear, whispering to him.
- Do not judge people, Mr. Bolson, because I am not rude and disorderly, a little hobbit.
• this guy was a blushing mess
• At the beginning of the trip he was always behind you without saying anything
• this guy loves how strong and threatening you look
• you always end up defending him from Thorin's mockery
• He likes that you pay attention to him when I walk he talks to you about his home
- Your home sounds beautiful, I would have liked to stay longer.
- maybe after this you can come and have tea
- that sounds very good
• loves your tattoos
he spends his time admiring them
• always asks you what they mean or if it hurt you to do them
• sometimes he spends his time counting them when he is bored
• He will never admit it but he likes it when you pick him up, he feels protected in your arms.
• When I gave you a flower I thought you didn't like it until I saw you showing it off to everyone.
• You defend him from Thorin when he finds out that he handed over the stone from the ark.
• in battle you fight at his side without losing sight of him
• In the end you leave, you go with him to the region
until I confess to you
- Y/N I love you, would you like to be with me?
- aww little hobbit I wouldn't be with anyone else
Bofur
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•this boy thought you were a man at first until he heard your voice
• He liked talking to you and how you laughed at his jokes
• he loves the way your tattoos look
- And that my lady, why did you do it?
- I did it because of a battle I was in
• He really likes your hugs, how you squeeze him without hurting him
• gets happy when you eat his food
• When they fought the orcs he was excited how you beat them one by one
• in the battle for the mountain they fought side by side
• he didn't lose sight of you even for a moment
• in the end you ended up confessing
- My wife would let me braid her hair
-Yeah
• He had explained to you what braiding means in his culture and it moved you very much.
Dwalin
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•oh this man admired your strength
• He liked to talk to you about how much weight you could lift.
• sometimes they did strength competitions
• he likes how agile you are with axes
• Imagine when he discovered that you had tattoos he was almost upset for not having told him.
- Girl, do you have tattoos?
- yes I have some
- why did not you tell me!!
• likes it when you show him your tattoos while you tell them their meanings
• He also shows you his with great pride
• likes to compete with you for who has the most tattoos
- I have 14 tattoos
- * evil laugh*
- and you?
- *showing his tattoos*
- fuck
• No matter how far away you are, when you fight, he always cares about you.
• No doubt his brother notices how he looks at you.
- When are you going to tell him?
- to say that?
- what do you like
• gets jealous when you spend more time with another member of the company than with him
• It was confessed to you when they are in the battle of the five exercises
- Y/N, would you give me the honor of courting you?
- *screaming* tell me now
- what are you saying ?
- well of course yes idiot
•after winning you let him court you
• I couldn't be happier than with you
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