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whoooooisthis · 2 years

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A Midsummer Night's Dream

Summary: A celebration of summer solstice goes better than expected - sharing your customs really pays off.

Featuring: Kili x gn! reader, kinda Slavic reader, dwarven and Slavic-themed midsummer traditions, mentions of Bagginshield, also featuring my dear friend @the-axe-lass and her beloved Dwalin :) proofreading done by @erosofthepen

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Erebor’s main market was particularly overflowing today, with dwarves and men alike. Cheerful conversation mixed into a pleasant buzz as everyone went about their business. However now, in the middle of June, mundane chores were brushed aside, and preparations for a Midsummer festival were in full swing.

Dwarves just loved winter holidays - Durin’s Day, Yule, and any other you could possibly think of - but you had to admit, they did not dismiss the summer solstice. And neither did the men from the kingdom of Dale, preparing countless bonfires, boats and lanterns.

Despite the festival being in over a week, your dear hobbit friend, Axe, absolutely insisted on going to the market today in search of the best ingredients for any holiday dish there might be in store. Now, you tried to keep up with her as you pushed through the dense crowd.

“Those look just wonderful, don’t you think?” Axe said as she held up a pair of earrings next to her face, the precious gems gleaming, the metal around them smithed with finesse.

“Will you be buying them for the celebrations?” You stood behind her, gazing in the small mirror and admiring the dwarven craft.

“I don’t know, maybe. I heard those stones are a good-luck charm around here.”

“Let’s hope your favourite warrior attends the feast then, so the charm will have a chance to work, hm?” You grinned mischievously as the hobbit blushed a deep cherry, muttering something about Dwalin “having to attend as a royal guard” and “totally not going there to see anyone”. In an attempt to recover, she quickly changed the topic, rambling about the Shire’s customs - the dances, gathering herbs, baking and, above all, Gandalf’s fireworks.

“Well now, now, you didn’t tell me about your traditions! I must hear them!” She bumped your shoulder encouragingly.

“We celebrate the night of the solstice, and there’s lots of stuff about bonfires - dancing around them, jumping over the fire, burning herbs. Wreaths are a big thing - they’re woven out of flowers and herbs. In the old times, young maidens used to place a candle in their wreath and let it float down a river. Boys would wait lower, and if they caught a wreath, they’d go and search for its owner, and often that’s how romance started. Nowadays, even giving someone a flower crown on that night can be a romantic sign.”

Axe seemed to be deep in thought all of a sudden. “So, a nice wreath on the night of midsummer could be a courting gift? A way to ask someone out?”

“Pretty much, yeah” you replied, brows furrowed at your friend’s odd antics. “Why do you ask?”

“Oh, I was just curious.”

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The day finally came, and it was filled with laughter, songs, food and drinks. Ribbons decorated all of Dale, and banners with intricate patterns were hung in Erebor. Dwarves, per their tradition, spent most of the day in the forges. The fires of hearths at midsummer were thought to be sacred, and their heat could forge the strongest weapons that were usually meant as a gift for royalty or loved ones.You could have sworn you saw the King, Thorin Oakenshield himself sneaking out of the forges with a mysterious package, but you had to wait until the evening to find out what it could have been.

And finally, the night came, and when it did, it was unrivalled in its splendour. The air was hot and thick with smoke, and the stars shone bright over the cities. It was one of the very few nights when most of Erebor dined and celebrated under the night sky, not in their glorious stone halls. Dozens of people joined together to dance through the streets, and around the tall bonfires. The herbs that were burned gave the air an intoxicating scent, which only seemed to encourage you to fill your goblet and dance away the night.

Your friends seemed to have disappeared somewhere into the crowd, so not thinking much, you joined the nearest group and let yourself be carried through the fields. You twirled, jumped and laughed, trying to sing along to the foreign tune of people from Dale, and marvelling at their flutes and bagpipes. Their culture was still foreign to you, as you were someone from outside of Middle Earth. Your white linen shirt and its embroideries did not match their garb, but they took you in with open arms like their kin, and you celebrated among them.

The dancing crowd carried you to the tallest hill between Dale and Erebor, and in your fervour you bumped into a large wooden table, and promptly apologised as you almost knocked out a pint of ale.

Only when Fili laughed lightheartedly at you, had you realised that this table is the royal one, with Thorin's throne in the middle, and the whole court sat around it.

And as you were pushed away again, you saw Kili.

You had always been drawn to him, ever since meeting him, ever since going on a perilous journey by his side. Even if other dwarves had taunted him for his lack of beard or pointy features, you had always quietly admired his beauty. To be honest, you didn't even notice the day when you woke up, and he was already engrained deep in your heart.

And he wasn't helping at all. He sat next to you by the fire, sharpened your weapons, defended you from orcs even when he didn't have to.

You danced around each other during the journey, unsure of the other’s feelings, afraid of rejection and humiliation, but constantly in fear the other might perish in battle. Now, in times of peace, it seemed even harder. Royal duties took his company away from you, the two of you only sharing looks across corridors now instead of honest conversations by the fire as you used to.

But now, there he was - mithril and gems that were sewn into his tunic gleaming in firelight, his eyes trained on you. You broke away from the dancing circle and sent him a smile over the flames.

Maybe tonight, fate would bring you two together. It was the summer solstice after all, a night of magic and festivities. But no, you brushed that idea aside. To dwarves, the solstice was barely a milestone, an indicator that it’s already halfway to the Day of Durin. Maybe it was a day full of festivities, but it was nothing like it was back home. In your culture, the solstice, Kupała’s night, was truly a day of fire: jumping over bonfires, walking on coals and dancing with torches, but first and foremost, it was a day of fire in lovers’ hearts. Wreaths were woven with the intention of finding love, soft promises were spoken under the moonlight, and often this was the only night when two young people were allowed to walk away and cherish one another’s company in quiet groves.

But how could he know that? The sly smile on his face couldn’t have meant anything. Especially that after breaking eye contact, he seemed to have already forgotten of your existence, filling his goblet with warm wine and chatting with Thorin, who looked off into the distance like he didn’t hear his nephew.

You were taken by the current of the dancing masses, losing sight of the royal table and getting further away from it, even though you desperately wished to go closer. You saw your friends in the crowd - Bofur was already standing on a nearby table and serenading, Axe and Dwalin on his left, holding hands as they finally danced together, both blushing but lost in the moment. Truly, this must have been the very first time you saw the tough warrior’s cheeks redden. Love really has an odd effect on people. And Bilbo, who after all decided to stay in Erebor, tried to look completely unbothered and only interested in the pie before him, but you couldn’t help but notice the not-really-sneaky glances he shot in the general direction of the royal table and Thorin’s chair.

You, however, searched for Kili with your gaze, but found his chair empty and his plate unfinished. He must have disappeared when you weren’t looking, but the rest of his family was seated as before.

“May I have a dance?” A voice from behind startled you, and when you turned around, you were met with the very dwarf you seeked out. Kili stood before you smiling, his hand extended in an invitation. Fire seemed to be dancing in his eyes, lighting up the deep amber and bringing up the ever-present mischievous glint. Your heart started beating a little faster, but you still tried to convince yourself it was just from exertion.

His face lit up as you agreed, and he soon snatched you by your waist and twirled around with you to the new, lively tune. You felt your cheeks redden and hoped he wouldn’t notice in the dim firelight. Strong arms embraced you, and your skin was hot beneath the hands that grasped your waist and shoulder. You couldn’t remember how long it was since Kili was so close to you, your breaths mingling, your gazes never leaving each other.

The song ended too soon, and you both pulled away, suddenly aware of the proximity and warmth that you shared. Kili smirked and bowed low before you, brown hair falling in a beautiful mess around his face. You chuckled at his antics and replied with a pale imitation of a curtsy, before taking his hand in yours again.

“Thank you for the dance. It was… amazing.” Kili blushed and turned his eyes away in embarrassment. For a moment he stroked your palm with his thumb absentmindedly, like he was on a threshold of some important decision. But then, you could see his back straightening as he pulled your hand and started walking towards a nearby birch forest.

“Come on. I want to show you something.”

You raced after him, the laughter of the dancers fading and the light of the fires dimming slowly. Soon it was just the two of you in the serene forest. Kili kept looking behind him to make sure you're still there, even though he could hear you perfectly. Each time, he tightened his hand around yours, as to make sure you're tangible, and not just a figment of his imagination.

And you did the same, because the soft moonlight falling on his features made him look like the most beautiful, ethereal dream, something that can be blown away by the wind. But he was there, and his warmth and strong embrace reassured you.

You jumped over a small stream, your feet landing in soft moss. You let him lead you, through groves and clearings basked in the silvery light. He covered your eyes with his hand, giggling, and guided you through a curtain of vine.

He brought you to the most beautiful place you could imagine. Seemingly untouched by mortal foot, dewy moss laid like a carpet around a sparkling lake. Snowy water lilies softly swayed under the force of countless waterfalls cascading down the rocks, and the sounds of nature were the sweetest music to your ears.

You gasped as you looked around in awe, your fingers still laced softly with your love's. You took all of the beauty in, brushed your hand over the leaves and breathed the fresh air deep, but when you turned back to Kili, his eyes hadn't moved from you.

"Do you like it?"

"Like it? Kili, I- It's gorgeous here!"

"Good thing it's not all. Wait here." He quickly jogged away and pulled something out of a hollow tree. He hid it behind his back as he walked back to you. Your gazes locked as he grabbed your hands and put something cold and soft in them.

A wreath.

A beautiful, hand-woven wreath of wild herbs, white flowers and red berries. You could see Kili's hand in the knots and in the placement of the flowers.

A wreath. A declaration of love. A courting gift, or a marriage proposal. And he didn't know.

Tears started to gather in your eyes. Oh, how much you wished he would know what he had just gifted you.

"Kili, it's beautiful, but I can't-" You outstretched your hands towards him, trying to give him the too generous gift back.

The prince placed a warm hand on yours, and closed them over the crown.

"I mean it."

"You can't possibly know-"

"I know, and I mean it." Kili took a step closer to you, your breaths mixing, the air thick between the two of you. "Your friend told me all about it, and I thought… I thought that if there's a chance that you feel the same about me as I feel about you, then I could at least try."

You were speechless. You had dreamt of this many times, of him somehow returning your feeling. It even felt like a dream, the kind of dream you wake up from with a bitter taste of longing, but then you brought your hand up to your love's cheek, and he was there. He was there, his skin flushing and his heartbeat just as fast as your own.

"Will you be mine, and allow me to be yours?" he asked hopefully. "Will you wear-"

"Yes." you breathed out. "Yes, a thousand times yes."

Two pairs of trembling hands lifted the wraith to the top of your head. Kili's hands set it there, and slid down your hair, ghosting over your temples and cheeks in the most tender caress. And then he captured your lips, soft and full of adoration, and you gladly reciprocated. The world stopped around you as the flame in your hearts burned united, brighter than ever.

You parted for breath. His forehead came to rest gently against yours, and you felt at home. Kili's hair slipped through your fingers as you caressed his cheek and neck. He paid respect to your traditions, and you could do just the same.

"Would you allow me to braid your hair, Kili?"

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cleolinda · 8 months

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As an interlude from Hozierposting, I bring you a song I listen to when I feel really scattered:

Sliver was not a good movie. I read the book, and it wasn't too great either, pardon me for saying so. However, you may remember the UB40 cover of "Can't Help Falling in Love," which was #1 on the Billboard Hot 100 for seven weeks in 1993. I was there, Gandalf, and it was inescapable. It was also the lead track on the Sliver soundtrack, despite really not fitting the movie's tone in any way that I recall. The album itself only got as high as #23; most people slept on the soundtrack as a whole, which also featured Enigma, Verve, Massive Attack, Shaggy—and this Neneh Cherry song.

It's also on her Homebrew album, which I slept on. I'm going to catch up this week on her first two albums, that one and, before that, Raw Like Sushi, because I've always liked "Buffalo Stance." Like, yeah, it came out in 1988 and I was maybe nine years old, but let's pretend I had good taste even then and wasn't just drawn like a moth to dance-beat flames. How old was Neneh Cherry at the time, 24 years old? "Buffalo Stance" is a debut with incredible confidence, and I think I associate that assertiveness, that power, with her style as a whole.

But there's a bridge in "Buffalo Stance" where the song slows down and hints at something more existential:

Wind on my face, sound in my ears Water from my eyes, and you on my mind As I sink, diving down deep Deeper into your soul

"Move With Me," I feel, takes the spirit of that bridge and slows it down to something meditative—the words are firm in their sense of self, but the melody verges on mournful:

Into a world I plunge through my headphones Escape into the streetlight I begin to believe in destiny When my surroundings in rhythm with me

I'm not very good at describing the technical aspects of music—I write about it from a place of enthusiasm, not expertise, so I'm guessing at what I'm hearing, really. But: her vocals here alternate between riding the wave of the synth melody, and a rap style that is sometimes soft-edged, sometimes harder, declarative, bringing out the crisp drumbeats. The heart of the song is the chorus:

So move with me, I'm strong enough To be weak in your arms Move with me, I'm strong enough To be real in your arms

I think what I find so grounding about "Move with Me" is the confidence of Neneh Cherry's voice, soft and hard by turns, and the solidity of that beat against the wistful melody—like the chorus, vulnerability entwined with strength. But the words themselves are also Really Something, and just contemplating the whole thing—well, it'll make you think about why you're here and where that is, in a way that makes you (or at least me) feel more certain of both. And it's the end of the song that really does that for me. When I looked up the lyrics to be sure I was quoting them correctly, I found that most online versions don't have the final verse, which ends with:

I'm washing through the whole, saw through the one I fell I plunge into myself, now I'm the story that I tell For another grain of sand that we'll nurture in our shell In our allotted place between heaven and hell.

#music #music discussion #neneh cherry #long post

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evilestgentleman · 11 months

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Round 1, Group 5

Saruman Propaganda

He poisoned our water supply, burned our crops and delivered a plague unto our houses!!! (He burned a forest, dammed a river, made a bunch of fucked up orcs, tried to kill favorite weed uncle: Gandalf, tried to bring the age of men to an end before it began, forsook his purpose on middle Earth, smacked grima wormtongue like a bitch [valid], used forbidden magic technology, and more) And he's played by Christopher Lee in the movie

Hubert Propaganda

A XeeCee Approved Evil Gentleman.

Ty Propaganda

He is always polite and composed, even when the people he is torturing break down and throw things at him and try to strangle him! Will make you feel like you are talking to a professional when he calmly explains you need to cut off your arm for him please. Yes he is torturing your husband and yes he shot your husband in front of you but there really isn't any need to raise your voice now, is there? Plus he has that nice British accent, as the cherry on top.

#tournament poll #round one #group five #saruma #hubert von vestra #ty betteridge #woe begone #fire emblem three houses #lord of the rings

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soralinklokidottirofmirkwood · 1 year

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Prank time: big brother Legolas x teen little sister reader x Rivendell brothers part 2

Reader Chan is doing another prank on Legolas and the Rivendell brothers.

You laughed as you doodled on Legolas's face while he was asleep,

You drew a mustache above his lips, silly drawings of cute animals and wrote in Sindarin the word “Dunce” on his forehead.

Satisfied with your work you quickly and quietly left the room giggling to yourself as you ran to your own room and fell asleep in bed.

In the morning followed by dad Thranduil coddling reader:

You are asleep peacefully in your bed cuddling your favorite elk stuff animal when you're door bursted open and Legolas is standing above your queen size bed his face red in rage and steam came out of his ears making you smirk “Well I hope you’re here to apologize.” You said falling back asleep until the Rivendell brothers bursted in their faces red in fury “YOU.” They said in fury as they came to your bed side.

The sight of three angry adult male elves and an angry adult immortal human man made you gulp in terror and made you make a dash for the door, screaming on the way out with them chasing you "Y/N THRANDUILRIEL! GET BACK HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT YOUNG LADY." Legolas yelled out with the Rivendell brothers following not behind “COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BRAT.” They yelled out as well making you run faster.

Thranduil and Elrond are in a meeting with Gandalf discussing what is going on in your homeland while drinking cherry blossom wine from K/N "The night Elves have great taste in wine!" Gandalf complemented taking a sip of the light pink liquid when a scream was heard making the grey wizard squirt out the wine from his nose (that happened to me with soda and it's painful as heck.) making him cough and fan his nose with his pointed hat when the door bursted open revealing a terrified you and the boys with doodles on their red faces looking like they wanted to pulverize you.

All of you ran around the room with you hiding behind Thranduil and Elrond "SAVE ME." You screamed clutching to their sleeves with the boys stopping in front of them "um… what happened this time?!" Thranduil asked gesturing to the sharpie doodles on their faces.

Estel waisted no time in pointing at you "It was your kid she did this to us." Estel said with the others agreeing "Yeah we know it was her." Elladan said in rage "Fess up you little orc." Elrohir said "Y/N is this true?" Thranduil asked "Yes." You confessed "Ha’ we knew it was her. The criminal confesses." Legolas cheered with the Rivendell brothers doing victory dances until their fathers and Gandalf said something that made their blood cold "Next time pour honey in their shoes." Elrond said, "Or put frogs in their tubs." Thranduil said next, "Or perhaps put bugs in their beds." Gandalf said chuckling while you looked up in awe at the three ancient beings while the boys screeched out "DON'T ENCOURAGE HER." They said in terror while you brainstormed more ideas to prank them.

#platonic #mirkwood elves #the hobbit #thranduil #legolas #elladan and elrohir #aragorn #elrond #gandalf #teen reader #young readers #lord of the rings

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destinylightsup-2006 · 5 months

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My Nice List for Christmas (2023)

Here are the characters I think they're nice. (As I believe they all are)

Pure Vanilla Cookie (Cookie Run)

Hollyberry Cookie, Dark Cacao Cookie, Golden Cheese Cookie and White Lily Cookie (Cookie Run)

Gingerbrave (Cookie Run)

Cherry Cookie and Cherry Blossom Cookie (Cookie Run)

Cream Puff Cookie (Cookie Run)

Cotton Cookie (Cookie Run)

Pumpkin Pie Cookie (Cookie Run)

Milky Way Cookie (Cookie Run)

Sea Fairy Cookie and Moonlight Cookie (Cookie Run)

Cream Unicorn Cookie (Cookie Run)

Clotted Cream Cookie (Cookie Run)

Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna and Yang Xiao Long (RWBY)

Jaune Arc, Nora Valkyrie, Pyrrha Nikos and Lie Ren (RWBY)

Qrow Branwen (RWBY)

Penny Polendina (RWBY)

Oscar Pine (RWBY)

Sailor Moon, Mercury, Mars, Jupiter and Venus (Sailor Moon)

Chibiusa (Sailor Moon)

Homer, Marge, Bart, Lisa and Maggie Simpson (The Simpsons)

Ned Flanders (The Simpsons)

Mario and Luigi (Super Mario)

Peach and Daisy (Super Mario)

Yoshi (Super Mario)

Geno and Mallow (Super Mario)

Rosalina (Super Mario)

Kirby

Adeleine and Ribbon (Kirby)

Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy and Starlight Glimmer (My Little Pony)

Spike (My Little Pony)

Sunset Shimmer (My Little Pony)

Princess Celestia (My Little Pony)

Princess Luna (My Little Pony)

Steven Universe

Sonic the Hedgehog

Tails the Fox (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Sora (Kingdom Hearts)

Alice (Alice in Wonderland)

Hercules (Disney)

Link (The Legend of Zelda)

Zelda (The Legend of Zelda)

Invincible

Sulley and Mike (Monsters, Inc.)

WALL.E

Po (Kung Fu Panda)

Superman

Batman

Charlie Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)

Tanjiro and Nezuko Kamado (Demon Slayer)

Ryuko Matoi and Mako Mankanshoku (Kill la Kill)

Elsa and Anna (Frozen)

Pit (Kid Icarus)

Palutena (Kid Icarus)

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III (How to Train Your Dragon)

Woody and Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story)

Leo, Raph, Don and Mikey (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Spider-Man

Gwen Stacy (Spider-Man)

Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup (Powerpuff Girls)

Isabelle (Animal Crossing)

Cloud Strife (Final Fantasy)

Aerith Gainsborough (Final Fantasy)

Puss in Boots

Raya (Raya and the Last Dragon)

Sisu (Raya and the Last Dragon)

Fa Mulan (Mulan)

Tari (Meta Runner)

Meggy Spletzer and Melony (SMG4)

SMG0 (SMG4)

Ryu (Street Fighter)

Chun Li (Street Fighter)

Poppy (Trolls)

Emmet Brickowski (The LEGO Movie)

Stan, Kyle and Kenny (South Park)

Butters Stotch (South Park)

Courage the Cowardly Dog

Muriel Bagge (Courage the Cowardly Dog)

Yoda (Star Wars)

Judy Hopps (Zootopia)

Jenny Wakeman (My Life as a Teenage Robot)

Belle (Beauty and the Beast)

Mr. Incredible, Elastigirl, Violet, Dash and Jack-Jack Parr (The Incredibles)

Frozone (The Incredibles)

SpongeBob SquarePants

Thomas the Tank Engine (Thomas & Friends)

Jack Frost (Rise of the Guardians)

Felonius Gru (Despicable Me)

Lucy Wilde (Despicable Me)

Margo, Edith and Agnes Gru (Despicable Me)

Optimus Prime (Transformers)

Bumblebee (Transformers)

Joy, Sadness, Disgust, Fear and Anger (Inside Out)

Dipper and Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls)

Sportacus (LazyTown)

Captain America (Marvel)

Robin, Starfire, Raven, Beast Boy and Cyborg (Teen Titans)

Aang (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Samurai Jack

Frodo Baggins (Middle-earth)

Gandalf (Middle-earth)

NOTE: I do not own everything

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sunnyrosewritesstuff · 1 year

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For the Sweet and Spice Bingo: cooking together with Bofur and Bilbo please? <3

First off Lathalea, I'M SO SORRY ABOUT HOW LONG THIS TOOK! Not to sound too much like a fanfic writer, but my health has taken a bit of a hit this month...on top of various natural disasters. 🤣

But this was something different for me and I do appreciate the challenge! 😊 I hope you enjoy.

Pairing: Bilbo x Bofur

Words: 928

Warnings: mentions to canon character deaths (but literally just in passing, this is actually a fairly fluffy fic)

“Now Bilbo, you should know I’m not anywhere close to as good a cook as my brother.” Bofur explained as he let the hobbit drag him along.

“Well I suppose it’s rather a good thing that I do know what I’m doing.” Bilbo remarked wryly. “I just need someone handy with a knife to dice for me, and you seem to fit the bill well enough.”

“Alright, alright.” He laughed.

The truth was Bofur was rather excited to get to spend some time with Bilbo. He had taken the Durins’ deaths just so hard, not that any of the rest of them were any better. Bofur was more than happy to be the one to put a smile back on the hobbit’s face. Without any more complaints, Bilbo had Bofur shoved into his small kitchenette, halfing cherries and other assorted berries.

“What is it that we’re making here again?” He asked as his knife slid smoothly through the blackberries.

“This is my Mam’s magic berry tarts.” Bilbo explained as he rolled out the dough.

“And what’s magic about it?” Bofur teased.

Bilbo gave a sort of breathless laugh, before his smile turned bitter.

“She always used to pull them out and let me help make them any time I was upset. Slipped down the Hill and scraped my knee? Magic berry tarts. It’s a rainy day with nothing to do? Magic berry tarts. Theo Brandybuck turning down my flower? Magic berry tarts. Somehow the process of making them helped me forget about whatever was on my mind.”

“And what exactly am I helping to distract you from?” Bofur asked softly.

Bofur half-expected to see Bilbo’s expression turn sour, but the little hobbit merely gave a sigh and a considering look.

“Spring is almost upon us. I’ve been thinking about the Shire more and more with each passing day.”

It was a rather innocent statement, but one that caught Bofur off-guard all the same. He should have been expecting it. They had all wondered what Bilbo's plans would be, especially after he declined Gandalf’s invitation to travel with him after the grizzly battle that named Dain king rather than the one they followed.

“And you’re thinking of…going back?” Bofur asked carefully as he placed the cut berries in the bowl next to Bilbo’s elbow.

“I’m not sure.” Bilbo admitted as he directed Bofur to cut his dough into squares. “There are many reasons to leave, only one really left on why I should stay. But I dare say it’s a worthwhile reason.”

Bofur slowed down on cutting the dough as he observed Bilbo. His attempts to keep from making eye contact. The blush that carried all the way up to his pointy little ears. Bofur felt like he had been stabbed in the stomach, but he forced a teasing grin anyways.

“Oh! So someone has caught our illustrious burglar’s eye then! Well out with it. Is it Nori? Is it that bloke from the Iron Hills who you’ve been talking to about pipeweed? There’s no shame a-course! He’s a fine lad with a rather lovely beard…”

Bilbo’s brows furrowed together as he shook his head, pausing in folding in the berries.

“No, how did you…? Ahem. No, it’s not Nori. And it’s not Durlik.”

Silence settled between them at the confirmation that there was someone in the mountain Bilbo was being sweet on. Bofur cut the last square, wiping his hands off on his pants when he was done.

“There now! Well then, if that’s all I should probably go. I think Bif was waiting for me down in his workshop after all. But I will happily accept some of these delicious magic tarts when you’re finished baking them!”

“WAIT!” Bilbo cried out, reaching out for Bofur’s sleeve.

The dwarf froze as the hobbit stood there. Wide-eyed. Almost shocked by his own actions.

“I, uh…” Bilbo coughed as he began to fidget in place. “That is to say…part of the magic of magic berry tarts…is that you make them with someone you care for.”

Bilbo looked up at him from under his lashes as his formed fists bounced against the side of his thighs. Bofur stared at him blankly. Well of course, that’s what being a friend was…oh. Oh. He wasn’t quite certain what look was on his face as he figured it out, but he could tell Bilbo knew as the perceptive hobbit’s mouth quirked into a quick weak smirk.

“You know…” Bofur began, his voice unusually hoarse. “I would think if your only reason for not going back to the Shire was because of a single person…well that’d be a mighty silly reason.”

Bilbo’s entire expression drooped as his eyes turned straight down to his furry little toes. Bofur had to put his hand under his chin to get him to look back at him.

“After all, I’m a rich dwarf now. I could plant roots just about anywhere I want to, I reckon. Also I’m not afraid to tell you that I’ve never met him, but Theo Brandybuck sounds like an idiot. Anyone would be lucky to accept a flower from Bilbo Baggins, this dwarf included.”

Outwardly, Bilbo didn’t seem to react much beyond a soft sigh and a twitching nose. However, his soft hazel eyes were practically brimming with emotions.

“Well then.” Bilbo breathed. “I guess that’s that then. See? I told you. Magic berry tarts.”

Bofur laughed as he pulled Bilbo in for a hug, not feeling quite brave enough to kiss him. Luckily, bravery was not a trait the hobbit was short on.

#sweet and spicy bingo #the hobbit #boffins #magic berry tarts make everything better

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maeofthenoldor · 1 year

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Lotr character hc's, GO!

You have given me too much power....

*pulls out my 50 page google doc*

warning: These are my less serious list, and are completely random but I think these are the most entertaining :D

-before the quest, sam would leave flowers at Frodo's door and he never knew who it was so he would press them in a book. He only found out after the quest and he used a few pages of the flower book into the red book of the westmarch

-Aragorn likes to collect rocks when he was a kid to show eleond and he was always like "Thats nice awww" and all that. He is 87 and he still does this.

-Arwen is a split image of her ancestor luthien, but Elrond says that she looks a lot like maglor with her hair.

- The children of the shire would play pretend with Bilbo's adventure, often led by Frodo and the tooks. Sam was old enough to start playing with them before they grew too old, and Frodo let him play Thorin one time, and him as course as Bilbo. This memory sticks with Sam too this day.

-Boromir is Aromantic

-Pippin convinced boromir to wear a skirt with him (It was Legolas's skirt) and he did not admit that he actually liked it.

-Pippin wears more fem clothing which really confused Denethor

-Legolas and Gimli eloped on the quest (Aragorn was their officiator)

-Eowyn starts a program in Rohan where she teaches young girl to sword fight & protect themselves.

-Frodo is a good artist and used to draw portraits of Sam, Pippin and Merry. After the quest, he stopped drawing people and focused on sketching out the landscapes that they passed by on the journey. Yet they were always creepy, and slightly distorted in an uncanny way. Elanor finds his old sketchbook one time and gets nightmares of weeks after.

-Arwen taught Eowyn how to embroider tapestries

-Frodo would love to climb the oak tree that bilbo grew in his garden. he never knew where it came from...

-Boromir and Aragorn would argue on who would give the hobbits piggy back rides

-Legolas is rebellious by mirkwood elven standards because he refuses to drink. It causes quite a scandal that thrandruil, the king and biggest drinker, has a child that does not even want to get even a little typsy.

-Bilbo would tell merry and pippin how to do pranks because it reminded him of fili and kili-

-Legolas is nonbinary and uses (they/he) pronouns

-Merry had a big crush on Eowyn, and never knew that the feeling were mutual

-Aragorn talks to trees because he is a gremelin, while legolas actually speaks the languages of the trees. This is how they become best friends

-gandalf big naturals

-Gandalf spent those 15 years between bilbos 111th birhtday and the quest going to village to village tran-sing peoples gender

-Faramir is trans and gandalf was able to give him the right treatment and binders when he was kid before denethor found out. Boromir was happy to have a brother.

-Merry learns how to knit so he can make baby Elanor hats.

-Gimli is the hottest dwarf of Erebor by dwarven standards

-Sam makes Frodo fried mushrooms because he knows its his favorite.

-Lobelia and bilbo have wlw and mlm rivalry

-Merry and Pippin love really weird food combos. Mushrooms and honey? delish. Cherries and salt? yummy. Vinegar cake? even better.

They force every one of the fellowship to try one of these combinations. Aragorn doesn't notice anything bad, Sam eats it because he is polite, Frodo doesn't mind the mushrooms and honey, Boromir throws up, Gimli tells him he should add more meat and Legolas never felt more betrayed in his life.

-Rosie cotton met Goldberry once and they had a sort of relationship where they kissed. She never saw her again, and she thinks it was a dream.

-Tom Bombadil and Goldberry are qpr

-Elladan and Elorhir wanted to adopt merry and pippin until they realized they were ADULTS.

Thats all I have for now! Theres so much more but these are the only ones I can think of without getting into a whole essay on what means what and all that. Thank you smm for the ask anon!!

#ask #lotr hcs #tolkien #<333

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saintofanything · 17 days

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List 5 topics you can talk on for an hour without preparing any material

tagged by @sasusquatch

hockey narratives: specifically sid and geno but i will literally never shut up if you let me start about hockey, i have a 50-slide powerpoint on hockey duos and it only covers 4 of them and i have it memorized. i can, will, and have ranted about for an hour about sid crosby. i got into this fandom two months ago and let me tell you i fell down the rabbit hole so hard and fast it made everyone in my life think i'd been replaced by an alien

my garden: let me tell you how much of a bitch it is to grow cherry tomatoes out of a hanging basket in an effort to maximize their vining nature and my square footage. growing everything in containers because of soil issues. how i wanted to get a worm bin for vermicomposting but my family wont let me keep it in the basement and im growing milkweed for the monarchs and trying to find real wild lupine for the karner blue butterflies and how to grow a polyculture lawn when climate change is a bitch

social justice: one time i got drunk at a con i was in a guy's lap in a pool and he absolutely wanted to bone and i was too busy ranting about late stage capitalism and minimum wage and he put up with it for far too long to not get laid sorry not sorry dude maybe be more sympathetic to the plight of the working poor (this is not an isolated incident)

fallout 4 but the logistics of being General: i played too much fallout 4 but for every hour in game i spent 2 figuring out how it would work realistically (within the game's universe) i had every settlement figured out for what it would realistically produce including getting salt from the castle using nuclear reactors and fishing in taffington boathouse, how to use vault 111 for cold storage and build up sanctuary as a rival to diamond city while putting a foothold in hangman's alley, trade routes to maximize efficiency of the traded goods value for each farm/resource, raiding the library for books, setting up civilian vs militia work rotations and having universal basic income to allow for the cap-currency vs commune living discrepancies... i would have been a great general of the minutemen except for the part i'd die of starvation or malnutrition from eating only 200yr old pre-war snack foods and nuka cola or more likely a deathclaw

c!tommy: this was my child. i love him so much even though dsmp went to hell and i hated the ending but i was there gandalf. i was in the trenches. i miss him. i loved his arcs and his growth and his portrayal and how important it was that he was unlikeable sometimes. he made me stop apologizing for being That Bitch. he was a child and he deserved justice and now it's worse because he deserved it in real life too. c and cc tommy you both deserved better.

tagging my 5 with absolutely no pressure or time limit <3 we here for funsies: @hearty-an0n @medusasstory @veerani @the-sad-little-fallen-angel @hir4

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rosie-love98 · 9 months

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Thinking About Doing An Ask-Anything:

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potatounderthemountain · 1 year

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The fellowship as Hozier songs

Hozier is one of my favorite artists so it's only fitting really. also this was HARD so don't burn me at the stake pls. I based my answers off both the lyrics and just how they sound instrumentally.

Gandalf: Blood Upon the Snow

Aragorn: In the Woods Somewhere

Gimli: Jackie and Wilson

Legolas: Would that I

Boromir: Take Me to Church

Frodo: Cherry Wine

Sam: Like Real People Do

Merry: Almost (Sweet Music)

Pippin: Someone New

#lord of the rings #lotr #the hobbit #legolas #aragorn #frodo baggins #samwise gamgee #pippin took #merry brandybuck #boromir #gandalf #gimli #tolkien #andrew hozier byrne #hozier

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smolcaffeineaddict · 1 year

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My first exposition to Lord of the Rings

Buckle up kiddos, because this is a wild ride.

It's the summer of 2009, I'm 7 and a half, and I go to the Montreal Children's Hospital for surgery, to get a tumour removed in my stomach. After a few hours, everything goes well and I can return home.

For the specification, I am high as fuck on morphine and just wanted to eat cherry popsicles. And then, a genius idea comes into my half-empty mind. I go grab our extended edition of The Lord of the Rings. Now, I'm 7, and I had never watched LotR before, the first movie came out when I was 2 months old. My mother and step-father at the time had never watched it while I was there, as I was aware of, so my eyes were totally new to this. I was intrigued by the green, red and blue "books" in our DVD library.

You may think that I had made my "discovery of a lifetime", and that it changed me. Not at all, I'm high, freshly stitched up and eating cherry popsicles like there's no tomorrow. I blacked out for the majority of the runtime. The hobbits? Thought there was only one. It wasn't Frodo, Sam, Merry or Pippin, there was one hobbit and it was none of them. Remembered Gollum. Boromir was non-existant and so was Gandalf. May have forgotten Gimli, had a few glimpses of Aragorn. But the main attraction (pun may or may not be intended) was Legolas. This man This elf. Oh boy. I don't know how I would have reacted at that time, if it was during The Hobbit era, with the Elf trio™ as Legolas, Tauriel and Thranduil, but I may would have lost my mind. Cried when Haldir died because I thought it was Legolas and got confused when I figured that he was alive and well. I couldn't recognize faces as a kid, still struggle with it today.

What's the moral of the story? Cherry popsicles rock.

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whoooooisthis · 1 year

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I posted 2,081 times in 2022

That's 1,913 more posts than 2021!

39 posts created (2%)

2,042 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 392 of my posts in 2022

#wit favs - 47 posts

#supernatural - 31 posts

#slavic - 27 posts

#gif set - 24 posts

#wit.asks - 16 posts

#trylogia - 15 posts

#the hobbit - 15 posts

#kili - 12 posts

#dark academia - 11 posts

#lotr - 11 posts

Longest Tag: 115 characters

#the kind of villain shit that made you go huh i guess straight people fear us maybe i like that in my fictional rep

My Top Posts in 2022:

uh guys i made this

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A Midsummer Night's Dream

Summary: A celebration of summer solstice goes better than expected - sharing your customs really pays off.

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“Those look just wonderful, don’t you think?” Axe said as she held up a pair of earrings next to her face, the precious gems gleaming, the metal around them smithed with finesse.

“Will you be buying them for the celebrations?” You stood behind her, gazing in the small mirror and admiring the dwarven craft.

“I don’t know, maybe. I heard those stones are a good-luck charm around here.”

“Well now, now, you didn’t tell me about your traditions! I must hear them!” She bumped your shoulder encouragingly.

Axe seemed to be deep in thought all of a sudden. “So, a nice wreath on the night of midsummer could be a courting gift? A way to ask someone out?”

“Pretty much, yeah” you replied, brows furrowed at your friend’s odd antics. “Why do you ask?”

“Oh, I was just curious.”

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The dancing crowd carried you to the tallest hill between Dale and Erebor, and in your fervour you bumped into a large wooden table, and promptly apologised as you almost knocked out a pint of ale.

Only when Fili laughed lightheartedly at you, had you realised that this table is the royal one, with Thorin's throne in the middle, and the whole court sat around it.

And as you were pushed away again, you saw Kili.

And he wasn't helping at all. He sat next to you by the fire, sharpened your weapons, defended you from orcs even when he didn't have to.

But now, there he was - mithril and gems that were sewn into his tunic gleaming in firelight, his eyes trained on you. You broke away from the dancing circle and sent him a smile over the flames.

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i think you guys are gonna like this one

206 notes - Posted November 15, 2022

inspired by @dwalin-funsinsons-wife tiktok (@the-axe-lass )

also sort of a joke about my most popular post

355 notes - Posted February 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

the feminine urge to mourn lost cultures and empires. for your heart to ache every time you remember how many languages no longer have speakers, how many ruins are abandoned, how many people lived happy lives before you. to feel melancholy and longing every time you study history - of this world or another, even fictional. to want to play a role in history, but in the same time fear dying, passing, being forgotten like those thousands before you.

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