#uncle thorin

[fanartka]

Imagine uncle Thorin with his little nephews

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[cowboybeepboop]

The only one

“Kili, you can’t tell anyone about this.” “So it’s our dirty little secret then?”

Paring: Kili Durin x afab reader

Genre: romantic smut

Word count: 2.2k

Summary: You’re Bilbo's adopted human daughter and he takes you along on the journey. Kili has his heart set on you and after getting involved in the fight he gets angry with you for putting yourself in a dangerous situation.

Warnings: public sex, arguing, jealous Kili, hickeys, p in v sex, hickeys??? Idk what else I always forget

a/n: I did not proofread and its lowkey a summary of the first movie? This is my first smut regarding anyone in the tolkien universe but I did write some sad fluff at some point lmao. Anyways, please like and send any requests if you want <3 tags go absolutely wild

You’ve been an adopted hobbit for the last 18 years of your life, Bilbo was always comforted in the known so when he brought you along with him and the dwarfs on their journey you were beyond surprised. Your presence was unexpected for everyone, except Gandalf of course, and most of the company was against your involvement. The dwarves saw you as frail and weak, the only one on your side was your dad, but of course he was.

Kili has kept an eye out for you since you joined the company, he makes sure you're safe and also just enjoys looking at you.

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When Elrond and his fellow elves come back the dwarves pull you and your father behind them and create a circle around you. You stay behind your Bilbo as the elves talk with Gandalf.

Upon your entrance to their dining room you look around with wonder, you sit down between Kili and your dad. “They're so beautiful,” you whisper to Bilbo, he nods with a gentle but awkward smile. Kili’s ears twitch as he looks around, his eyes narrow on an elf who has his eyes on you, he moves closer to you wrapping his arm around you.

“You think so?” Kili questions, his jaw clenching slightly, “I think us dwarves are better looking, stronger too.” he says pridefully, you chuckle in response.

“Is it a competition now?” you cock your head, “You’re very good looking too, Kili.” he smiles wide.

“Is that so? I am the best looking of all of the company, aside from Thorin of course.” you laugh, putting your hand on his arm.

“A bit full of yourself huh?” he shoves your shoulder gently in response. Kilis arms finds its way around your waist as he continues to glare at the elf who dared to look at you, who did he even think he was.

Gandalf, Bilbo, and Thorin wander off with Lord Elrond, leaving you with the dwarfs. You watch quietly, laughing with them and listening to their conversations before you feel yourself drifting off to sleep. Kili quietly sits next to you letting your head fall to his shoulder he smiles, covering you up with a blanket.

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After the company left the palace Thorin led everyone to the Misty Mountains, Kili keeps you in front of him. He insists that it’s better that way so if you fall he can catch you. As the rain picks up your feet slip under you, Kili and Fili grasp your arms quickly, pulling you back onto the ledge.

“Thank you,” you say softly as your eyes look over the ledge. Kili keeps a hold of your arm tightly as you all try to avoid the stone giant's blasts. The ground splits under your feet as the mountain takes shape as a giant, you grab onto the stone behind you before everyone begins to slide forward.

The stone giant slams into the mountain, throwing everyone off of it and onto the ground. Thorin yells for his nephews as the rest of the company runs over, Kili helps you up dusting your clothes off and checking to make sure you weren’t hurt anywhere.

After all the commotion everyone settles into the cave, Bilbo pulls you off to the side and quietly talks to you, he tells you about his plan to leave once everyone is asleep. “Why dad? What's wrong?” you whisper to him.

“Thorin is right, we never should've left home, I’ve put you in danger and I can’t let anything else happen to you.” he sighs as he runs his hand through your hair, “It’s okay, we’ll be fine.” he smiles reassuringly.

You both gather all of your stuff and sneak out, he leads you by the hand. He pulls you behind him as he talks with Bofur, you stay quiet looking around the cave. You didn’t really want to leave the company, I mean they were becoming your friends, you enjoyed the company.

“Y/N?” Kili mumbles as he looks up at you, he yawns. “Where are you going?” You crouch down putting your hand on his shoulder.

“Go back to sleep Kili, you need your rest,” you smile sweetly.

The floor splits and you slip down with everyone, Bilbo gets away but you are guided off with the dwarves. Your eyes fill with terror as you look around, you take a hold of Kilis hand squeezing tight as the goblins push you all around. You cower behind him, holding onto his shirt tightly.

Once you get out the dwarves all argue over where your dad went, your head drops as you think that your dad couldn't possibly have left you all alone. He reappears and you rush over to hug him, his hands drop to your waist as he smiles.

“Y/N!” Kili and Bilbo yell at you as you try to defend the dwarves with your small blade; it goes into the center of the wargs head, and Kili grabs you and pulls you up to the tree with him. His hand wrapping around your waist as he holds you close.

“Don’t move,” Kili’s voice is angry as he demands you to stay put. His hands dig into your slides as you look below your feet. Kili’s hands slip away as they start to throw the pinecones, the tree begins to fall, you grasp onto the trunk as tight as you can. His hands wrap around the tree, his eyes focused on you.

As Thorin and your father begin to fight the orcs, your eyes squeeze shut tightly, you try to focus on anything but the attack of Thorin. Kili pulls you up and onto the ground, insisting you stay put as they go to fight. You look forward, clutching the blade you retrieved from the corpse tight. As all of the commotion ensues you feel yourself being picked up by an eagle.

Once you all are in a safe place you watch as Gandalf helps heal Thorin. You stand next to your dad, holding onto his arm, as Thorin goes in for a hug you let go of him and move back. Your eyes wander to Kili who turns his head in order to avoid eye contact with you.

As the company moves forward you come across an area close to a river, Gandalf suggests that you all take a break and bathe. You and Kili were the last to go, you were paired up at the recommendation of Fili.

Kili guides you to the river, holding his weapon close to his chest, he’s been giving you the silent treatment after you got in between a fight. “You can bathe here, I’ll keep watch.” his voice stern.

“Kili..” your voice trails off as you look at his back, trying to pull his attention to you.

“Y/N, just take your bath. It’s getting dark.” Kili’s tone is extremely cold. You pout your lips as you begin pulling your clothing off slowly, once you finish you slip into the cold water.

“You can turn back now,” you say softly before you dip all the way under the water, holding your breath and squeezing your eyes shut. After a while you break the surface of the water sliding your hands over your face pulling the water back with your hair. Kili had turned around keeping his eyes on everything but you.

“Kili,” you wave him over, “come here, please.” you bite your lip as he gives you a bored expression.

“What is it?” he walks close to the bank of the river, his eyes scanning your face.

“Shouldn’t you join me? You're supposed to bathe as well,” he sighs, turning his back to you again.

“Fine, turn away.” he sets down his sword and strips quickly. You face the other way as he slips into the water with you.

“Kili, what is your problem?” you huff, spinning around with your arms crossed over your breasts.

“What do you mean?” his eyes are half closed as he looks at you with a slightly annoyed expression.

You move closer to him, “I mean, you’re acting so rude for no reason. You won’t look at me, you barely talk to me, you’re being so dumb” you glare at him, “So what is your problem?” he rolls his eyes at you.

“I don’t know maybe the fact that you threw yourself into harm's way? You could’ve gotten yourself killed,” he yells at you while running his hand through his hair.

“Calm down Kili,” you move close to him, putting your hand on his arm. “I didn’t expect you to get all worked up like this, I know I should have been more careful but I just wanted to help.” your eyebrows furrow as you look down.

His warm hands grasp your upper arms “You really worried me Y/N,” he presses his forehead against yours.

“You worried about me?” a sly smile paints itself on your lips, “does that mean you like me Kili?” your voice is soft and teasing. His ears turn a deep shade of crimson as he turns his head up.

“Y/N cut that out,” he puts his hand on the side of your neck, his eyes flick to your lips.

“Cut what out?” you wrap your arms around his neck pulling yourself close to him.

“You know what,” he clenches his jaw, your hands running down his back as you wrap your legs around his hips.

Kili pulls your face to his, hovering his lips over yours “Quit teasing me,” he whispers. Your hand snakes up to the back of his head, cradling it as you push your lips against his. His hands move to your waist, his fingers dig into your soft flesh as he hugs you tighter against him.

“Mahal,” he pulls away, pressing soft kisses down your face and onto your neck. You lean back letting his lips trail over your body, your nails scratch his scalp softly as you arch into him.

“Amrâlimê,” he whispers against your collarbone, “you’re driving me insane,” Kili groans. He grasps your face pulling you in for an intimate kiss, he’s getting more intense with his affections, his hands squeezing your hips roughly.

Your hand trails down his chest tracing every muscle on his stomach, he begins grinding against you while holding your hips against him. Pulling away from the kiss you gasp for air, leaning your head against his shoulder, you wrap your hands in his hair pulling it off to the side. Kissing his neck roughly you begin to leave soft marks on his flesh as he massages your ass.

“Y/N..” he mumbles into your ear, you moan softly as he picks you up, moving into shallow water. “Can we..?” his ears flush as he looks away, “I mean, would you mind?” you chuckle softly.

“Mhm,” you move your hips against his thigh, feeling him twitch underneath you. “But we’ll have to be quick..” you kiss his shoulder as his hands pull your hips up, he lines himself up with your hole, pushing the tip in.

“Let me know if it hurts,” he says gently, his hand finding its way to your neck grabbing ahold of it pulling your head back as you moan softly. He bucks his hips up into you, leaning forward you bury your face into his nape hugging him tight as you moan into his skin.

“My precious girl,” he groans as he slowly begins moving your hips up and down, his fingers digging into your soft skin, leaving red marks. You moan into his ear as you begin riding him, your arms wrap tight around his neck, eyebrows furrowing as you squeeze around his dick.

Kili cradles your head against him, holding you as close as he can, thrusting up into you pushing as deep as he can. Your head falls onto his shoulder, he moves a hand down to your sensitive clit, rubbing circles into it.

“I’m so close,” you moan, Kili nods in response.

“Me too,” he groans, his hands exploring every part of your body as he pulls you into a passionate kiss.

“Hey, Y/N, Kili, hurry it up.” Fili yells to you, causing the both of you to jolt up. Kili pushes himself into you as deep as he can. You bite your lip as you cum around him, your hole pulsing.

Your back arches, silent gasps leaving your open mouth as you ride out your high. Your whole body seems to tense up causing Kili to groan while he cums deep inside you. He pulls you off of him giving you a sweet kiss.

“Now we really need to clean up, and fast.” He says lowly, his hands creep up from behind you gasping your sides as he pulls you into deeper water to rinse off. You sigh contently as he holds your body close to his.

After quickly cleaning yourselves up; you both get out, drying off before putting your clothes back on.

“Kili, you can’t tell anyone about this.” you bite your lip as you turn to him, his eyebrows furrow. “Bilbo might actually get so mad he tries to kill you,” you giggle softly as his face relaxes.

“So it’s our dirty little secret then?” coming close to you he wraps his arms around your neck giving you a deep kiss. “But we will get to tell everyone later, right?” he pulls back, eyes scanning yours.

“Yes, Kili,” you kiss the tip of his nose, hands resting on his shoulders, “but let's wait it out for a bit, okay?” he smiles in response.

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[enchantzz]

I tried something new. Writing a Middle Earth story about young Fili and Kili and Uncle Thorin. I was inspired by this amazing piece of art by @sugarsu Here is the link to the original post. If you like the artwork, please consider reblogging the original post as well.

In the woods of Ered Luin

Summary: Uncle Thorin is taking care of young Fili and Kili and they visit the woods in the area of Ered Luin, The Blue Mountains. Just a lot of fluff and a somewhat anxious Thorin at times, but we all know the boys, so we can't really blame him 😉

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It was still early, but Fili and Kili had already been running around since their eyes had opened to a beautiful day in Ered Luin. Dis and Thorin were sitting at the kitchen table, quietly drinking their coffee and listening to the chatter and laughter of the boys. Thorin usually didn’t have a lot of time, so he valued these family moments very much.

Thorin had offered to spend the day with his little nephews. His dear sister Dis had gratefully accepted the offer and looked forward to having some time to herself. But as soon as Thorin had offered to take the boys, next to excitement a little pang of fear hit him. What mayhem would he encounter this fine day? Nothing ever did not happen, something always did.

Thorin mustered up his courage and got up to fetch the boys. When he saw a heap of pebbles, blankets, pillows and a cat on top of it, he wondered what had happened in the few minutes he had taken his eyes off of them. Shaking his head, he said, 'Come on boys, get your coats, put on your boots.’

The heap of blankets, pillows, pebbles and cat immediately came apart and two pairs of eyes looked at him questioningly. 'Where are we going uncle Thorin?' they asked. 

“You’ll see. Now come on, get ready,’ he told them.

Not long after, they entered the forest near the Blue Mountains. It was a beautiful day so far, but the big furry clouds in the distance promised some well deserved rain for the plants and wildlife in the forest. The leaves were softly rustling in the breeze, birds were chirping and singing, insects buzzing. The forest was so full of life, yet so peaceful. 

Kili was jumping and running around. There was so much to see. Flowers, plants, little rocks, insects. Thorin smiled. That boy never seemed to run out of energy. Fili was usually much more reserved and quiet. He was walking alongside Thorin, observing the woods, asking him all kinds of questions and Thorin was answering them patiently.

‘What animals will we see today uncle Thorin?’ Fili asked. ‘Will there be moose? And wolves? What about bunnies? Oh look, uncle Thorin, what kind of bird is that?’ his little fingers pointing at a bird with a bright red chest, singing its morning song on one the branches of a big oak tree.

Thorin cringed at the idea of encountering a wolf and the pebbles being in danger, but he didn’t have a lot of time to think about it, for Kili came running up to him. 

‘Look uncle Thorin, look what I have!’ he exclaimed enthusiastically. He was holding something in his tiny hands, careful not to drop it. Thorin crouched down. ‘What have you got there little man?’ 

Kili opened his little hands and a black spider crawled out. ‘You can have it uncle Thorin,’ he said proudly and with a big grin on his face. ‘I fetched it for you.’

Oh dear, how to get himself out of that situation.

‘I think the spider is …,’ he started

‘Ciaran’,  Kili said.

‘What?’ Thorin looked at Kili, confused.

‘It’s name is Ciaran,’ Kili explained.

Thorin raised his eyebrows at that and scratched his beard. Wow, he had only just found the spider and it already had a name as if it were part of the family and needed to be taken up in the Durin family tree.

The new addition to the line of Durin was quickly forgotten though, when a rustle of leaves alerted Thorin and he looked in the direction of the sound. The word ‘wolves’ still fresh in his mind, he grabbed Kili and told him to be quiet. He checked on Fili, who was crouching down beside Thorin, imitating his uncle and all three of them looked in the direction of the moving bushes nearby.

A little spooked by Fili’s question about wolves, Thorin wished that he had brought his sword. He held his breath, but he sighed with relief when a deer and a fawn appeared and not a big bad wolf. 

‘Oh look uncle Thorin,’ Kili pointed at the fawn, ‘A baby deer! Can we go pet it?’ he asked excitedly.

‘No, Kili,’ Thorin said, ‘They are erm … having breakfast. It’s best to leave them be.’ 

Kili sighed disappointedly and Thorin chuckled.

‘Come on boys, let’s go about our way. There is a stream not far from here.’ 

That also got Fili excited and both pebbles ran ahead, their chatter and laughter echoing between the trees. It warmed Thorin 's heart to see them so excited and happy. With a smile on his face, he followed his nephews in the direction of the stream. 

The clouds, which had seemed so far away at the start of their walk, now gathered above them, hiding the sun and making the forest a little darker. Drops of rain started to fall and the calming sound of the raindrops falling on the foliage and the fresh smell of wet earth had a calming effect on Thorin. All anxiety about wolves forgotten. 

He loved the woods, the sounds, the smells. He filled his lungs with a deep breath of fresh air and for a moment closed his eyes and held his face up to the sky, the fresh rain drops gently falling on his face, his beard and his long, dark hair, which was held back with a beautiful handcrafted clip in the form of a raven. 

He stood there, enjoying the moment, but then, at once, snapped back to reality. It had gone quiet. Even though shouting and noise usually didn’t mean anything good when the boys were concerned, neither did absolute silence. He quickened his pace and almost tripped over a boot and another one and another. He followed the trail of boots, picking them up. Apparently, the boys had decided that they no longer needed those. 

He approached the stream and saw Fili crouched down, his blue cape over his head and his chin resting in the palm of his hand.  Kili was perched on his hands and knees on a flat stone in the stream.  They were studying a black bird which was hopping from stone to stone in the stream. The bird paused, sat on a stone and curiously turned its head from side to side, seemingly as curious as the boys. It was altogether a peaceful sight, the dripping sound of the raindrops making little circles in the water, the gently flowing stream, and the boys watching the bird, watching the boys.

Thorin crouched down next to Fili and put his big hand on Fili’s tiny shoulder. So that’s why the little rascals had gone quiet, he thought and smiled.

‘Can we keep him uncle?' Kili asked, breaking the silence. ‘Can we take him home so that we can show him to amad?’

‘No my dear boy, your mother wouldn’t be very happy if you took a bird home. It lives here, in the forest, you know. This is its home.  Everyone and everything has its own place in this world and the woods is where the bird belongs. It would be sad if it had to leave his home. You don’t want it to be sad, do you?’

Thorin heard himself say the words and for a moment sadness hit him. His thoughts went to Erebor, his home, where he belonged and which he had been forced to leave and for which he longed with all his heart. One day, he would return to the Lonely Mountain. He was sure of it.

He didn’t have long to think about it, because a frog hopped out of the water, onto the stone chasing off the bird. 

Kili giggled and reached for the frog. ‘Can we take …’ he started.

‘No, Kili, we can’t take the frog home either,’ Thorin said sternly, but he had a hard time keeping a straight face. Kili seemed to want to take home every animal and insect he encountered. Thorin was sure that Dis wouldn’t appreciate a zoo in her home. 

After a moment, Thorin got up and said, ‘Come on boys, put your boots back on. Let’s go see if amad has something nice to fill your bellies ok? You must be hungry after all these adventures.’ 

With that, the frog was all about forgotten, the boys hurried to put their boots on and off they went with Thorin in tow. Thorin was quietly enjoying the walk back home, while Kili and Fili chased after butterflies, found treasures - read 'stones' - along the way, chased each other and left Thorin wondering if he, Frerin and Dis had ever had the same amount of energy as these two boys. 

The rain had stopped, the sun had broken through the clouds, its rays illuminating the way home and he couldn’t have been more relaxed.

By the time they got home, Thorin was quite proud of himself that so far, the day had passed without any incidents and mayhem under his supervision. He was grateful for the family time, but also, deep down, grateful to be handing them back over to their mother, his dear sister, whom he admired more and more, every time he looked after the boys.  But also deep down, he longed for another day with his nephews, whom he loved as if they were his own sons.

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Thorin: Your mother will kill me if I let you come, you do know that, right?

Fili & Kili: But we wanna come! We'll kill the dragon ourselves!

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[rynneer]

Promises

He was so much like his father, wasn’t he?

Promises made.

Promises broken.

Fíli’s childhood was defined by promises—but not every promise can be kept.

“Go, pony, go! To war!” Fíli bounced in the saddle, brandishing a wooden sword. His mount paid no attention to the dwarfling’s commands. It merely snorted and scuffed at the ground with its hoof.

“There’s my little warrior,” came a chuckle from the stable door. Víli shook his head with a smile, hoisting his son off of the pony.

“Can I come with you?” Fíli asked, his eyes wide and hopeful. He waved his sword in the air at imaginary foes. “Look how good I fight!”

Víli balanced Fíli on his hip, ruffling his hair. “Not just yet. Give it a few years, hm?”

“We should make haste, Víli.” Thorin entered with two packs slung over his shoulder. He tossed one to Víli, who caught it in his free arm with ease. “We’ve only a few days before the snow begins to melt and refills the gulch.”

Víli nodded and set Fíli on the ground. “Go fetch your mother. She’ll have my head if she doesn’t get a kiss goodbye.”

Fíli scampered away, still swinging his little sword.

Víli’s smile faded as he watched his son running back up the hill to their cottage. “Thorin?”

“Hm?”

“If anything happens–”

“Don’t, Víli,” Thorin cut him off. He turned from where he had begun saddling up his pony. “Nothing will happen. We will be back by springtime’s end.”

“Please, Thorin.” Víli placed his hand on Thorin’s shoulder. His dark brown eyes were troubled, his brow knitted with worry. “If anything should happen to me, promise me you will look after my boy.”

“You have my word.” Thorin busied himself with tacking up his pony, trying not to show his discomfort with the thought. He had not spent much time alone with the child, not since Fíli was a baby. Though he cared fiercely for his sister, his last remaining family, she was starting one of her own. He respected that, and did his best to stay out of the way—a difficult task when they all were forced to shared a small home.

“I know this is important,” Víli said after a long silence.

Thorin turned. His brother-in-law fidgeted with his mount’s reins, checking and re-checking the buckles. “And I will follow you wherever you ask, without question. But my heart is heavy, and I don’t know why.”

“We will return,” Thorin assured him. He tugged on his pony’s reins and led her from the stables.

“Not so fast, little one!”

Thorin and Víli looked up to see Fíli running back down the hill, his legs a blur. Dís trailed after. “Amad said I can go!” he crowed as he launched himself at his father.

“I said no such thing!” Dís puffed. She was slightly pale, perhaps even a little green. Her brow shone with a thin sheet of sweat.

Víli noticed immediately. “Are you feeling ill, amrâlimê?” he asked, stepping forward and taking her face in his hands. His steps were hindered by Fíli, who had wrapped his arms around his father’s leg. Víli lifted a boot and tried to shake him off, but the little boy held on stubbornly.

“I’m fine,” Dís replied. Her face grew solemn, and she combed her hand through her husband’s golden locks. “You’ll come back to me, won’t you, my love?” She fiddled with his silver beads, tracing the runes.

“Of course.” Víli kissed her forehead. He bent over and tugged on Fíli’s hair, drawing a squeak of protest. “I promise.”

Dís gave him a peck on the cheek, and turned her attention to Thorin. She adjusted the pack on his shoulder and straightened his collar. “Don’t do anything rash. Don’t be a hero,” she whispered. Her hands stilled, and she locked eyes with him. “I refuse to bury another brother.”

Thorin reached up and took her hands, bringing them back down to her waist. Silence hung heavily between them at the reference to Frerin. At last, Thorin leaned down and gently rested his forehead against hers. “You won’t have to.” He straightened up and dusted himself off. “Balin and Dwalin will be waiting for us down the road. We should go.” He saddled up and kicked his pony’s sides, nudging her forward to the path leading up to the mountain pass.

Víli took his wife into his arms once more. “Must you go?” Her voice was muffled in his coat.

“You heard the reports from the south. We have to go flush out that band of orcs. I have to keep you safe.” He released her, and crouched down so he was level with Fíli. Víli wrapped him in a bear hug.

“Promise you’ll be back?” Fíli’s voice was small, almost lost in his father’s thick mane.

“I promise.”

***

Dís hummed as she scrubbed the breakfast dishes clean, elbow-deep in the soapy water. A black curl fell in her face and she blew it away with an impatient huff. “Fíli? Can you come help your mother, please?”

Fíli grumbled, but he clambered to his feet and joined her in the kitchen. Dís handed him the plates and a dishcloth. “Thank you, kurduwê.” She leaned against the counter with a sigh and placed a hand on her small bump, just starting to strain at her dress. There was a tiny flutter in her belly. Dís smiled, stroking it gently.

“When’s it gonna get here?” Fíli asked, standing on his tiptoes and tugging at her skirt.

“Six more months, my dear.”

He pouted, wrinkling his nose. “That’s forever!” he whined.

Dís chuckled and shook her head, taking the dried plates from his hands. As she put them back in the cupboard, there was a frantic pounding at the door. “They’re back!” came a shout from the other side.

Dís’s eyes lit up. She rushed from the cottage, running as fast as she dared down the hill with a grin. It was only a few days after Víli and Thorin left that she learned she was with child, and since then, all she could think of was how excited her husband would be.

The two ponies plodded into the village, heads drooped in exhaustion. Thorin’s head hung low as well, betraying his own weariness. A small crowd of dwarves began to gather as news of their return made its way through the town.

“Víli, Thorin!” she cried. But as she neared, her brow creased in confusion. Yes, there were two ponies, but she saw only one with a rider. She saw only Thorin. Dís halted. Cold dread spread through her chest. “Thorin? Where’s Víli?”

When her brother did not reply, she came closer. She could see something large on the pony’s back behind Thorin. “Thorin,” Dís whispered, her voice wavering. “Where is my husband?”

At last, Thorin slowly lifted his head. His mouth moved wordlessly for a few seconds before his voice returned to him, dry and cracking. “I tried, Dís. I tried.”

“No…” Dís could see now what was slung over the back of Thorin’s pony. A battered, broken body. There was dried blood caked in his hair, silver beads now stained. She looked back at Thorin helplessly. “Thorin, I’m… I’m pregnant.”

Her brother’s face fell even further.

“Amad?” Fíli finally caught up with his mother. His blue eyes were round and hopeful. “Where’s Adad?”

Thorin dismounted. The movement jostled the body behind him, and he was too slow to keep it from thudding to the ground. But he was fast enough to move between his sister and his nephew as she crumbled, throwing herself over her fallen husband. He quickly pressed Fíli’s face into his tunic and covered the boy’s ears as she screamed.

And oh, how she screamed. Wordless howls of raw grief. Broken only by gasps for air fueling the next scream.

“Uncle Thorin?” Fíli’s voice was muffled by his uncle’s clothing, stained with his father’s blood. “Uncle Thorin, what’s wrong with Amad? Why is she sad?”

“Not now, little one,” Thorin mumbled. He ushered him back up the hill, turning Fíli’s head when he tried to look back.

“You promised!” Dís’s shrieks echoed off of the hills. “You promised!”

***

The ringing of metal on metal filled Thorin’s ears as he hammered away. Sparks flew with each strike. He paused for a moment to wipe the sweat from his brow, then plunged the red-hot iron into the barrel at his side to quench it.

“Thorin!”

Thorin looked up to see Dís rushing into the forge. She hiked up her skirt with one hand to avoid the soot and dust on the stone floor, the other supporting her heavy stomach. She was due any day now.

“Thorin, I can’t find Fíli anywhere,” she panted. “I’ve checked all the places I could think of—he’s nowhere to be found.”

Thorin laid the piece he was working on aside and discarded his apron. He ducked out of the heat-choked forge and into the brisk autumn air. “You checked the valley? The creek? The beech copse? You asked the older children?”

“Everything,” Dís insisted. “I’ve searched all afternoon.”

Dying rays of sunlight barely reached over the buildings in their little hamlet. If they were to find Fíli, they had better do it fast. The woods and plains in the foothills of the Blue Mountains were no place for a five-year-old on his own with the autumn chill plunging to a bitter, near-winter cold at night. A frigid breeze was already tugging at Thorin’s hair.

His eyes scanned the landscape, stopping when they reached the crest of a small hill almost a mile from their door. “Dís,” he said quietly. “Are you sure you checked everywhere?”

Hidden on the far side was a crack in the earth that lead to a small cave. And sure enough, Thorin found what he was looking for.

Fíli sat at the entrance, hugging his legs to his chest and resting his chin on his knees. He didn’t acknowledge Thorin; he just kept looking ahead into the cave.

Thorin lowered himself to the ground and sat next to his nephew. “Your mother has been very worried about you.”

“I’m alright. I’m just waiting for Adad.” Fíli pointed into the cave. “He’s busy.” He was shivering.

Thorin sighed. It had been months since he returned with his brother-in-law’s lifeless body. “Your adad was laid to rest. He will never leave this tomb.”

Fíli shook his head vigorously. “Nuh-uh. He’s coming home.”

“Fíli,” Thorin placed a gentle hand on Fíli’s shoulder. “Your father is gone. He is not coming back.”

“No, he’s gonna come back because he promised and he never breaks a promise!” Fíli’s little hands balled up into fists, tears welling up in his eyes. “Leave me alone!”

“He asked me to look after you,” Thorin continued, paying no mind to Fíli’s protests.

“I don’t want you!” Fíli tried to push Thorin away. “I want Adad!”

“Come on.” Thorin stood and easily lifted his nephew, throwing the squirming child over his shoulder like a sack of flour. “It’s not safe for you out here alone.”

Fíli started to sob, hitting Thorin’s back with tiny fists that he barely felt. “No! He’ll come back! He will!” Fíli cried over and over. He kicked his legs in protest, but Thorin only tightened his hold.

Finally, his movements became weaker and his shouts became sniffles and hiccups as he wore himself out. “I hate you,” he whimpered.

Thorin winced. He knew the boy didn’t mean it, but still, it stung.

It was dusk when they returned. Dís stood in the doorway of their little home, hands on her hips and tapping her foot. “Now just what do you think you–”

Thorin silenced her with a look. Not now, he mouthed. He set Fíli on the ground, nudging him inside. “It’s bath night,” he reminded the boy. “Go get ready.”

Fíli gave his uncle a final, tearful glare, and stomped off. Thorin collapsed on the couch.

“Where’d you manage to find him?” Dís joined her brother, laying a hand on his arm.

Thorin didn’t look at her. “Sitting in front of the… the hill.” Something about speaking of cold graves in what was supposed to be a warm home felt wrong. “He still refuses to accept it.” He rubbed his brow with a sigh.

“He’s grieving, the poor lamb. Give him time.” Dís squeezed his arm. “Things were not the same without Frerin for so long. And we were grown by then—Fíli is so little. He scarcely knows what death is.”

Thorin raised his head and stared darkly into the fire. “The way things are going, he’ll need to learn sooner or later. We’ve seen far too many goblins straying close to the mountains. And more elves passing through to the Sea.” Thorin nodded slowly, lost in his own musings. “Something is coming.”

Dís snorted, shaking her head. “You listen to Dwalin’s grumblings too much,” she remarked. “I think we will be alright.” With that, she excused herself and followed the trail left by Fíli’s muddy footprints, muttering about hot water and dirty dwarflings.

Little Fíli poked his head into the living room, sucking his thumb nervously. Thorin sat on the couch, reading by the dimming light of the fire. Fíli padded across the floor and climbed up next to him. Without a word, he snuggled up against Thorin’s side, laying his head on his uncle’s thigh. And equally silently, Thorin put his hand on Fíli’s head, hair still damp from the bath.

“I’m sorry I was mean, Uncle Thorin,” Fíli finally whispered.

Thorin put down his book, looking at his nephew with an expression somehow both pitying and reassuring. “We have all said things we are not proud of,” he said. “I appreciate the apology.”

Fíli nodded and yawned. “But he will come back. I know he will.” He curled up in Thorin’s lap and closed his eyes. “He promised.”

***

“Fíli.”

The blonde dwarfling screwed his eyes shut tighter and wrinkled his nose. He shoved his face into his pillow, trying to ignore his uncle’s voice. He’d been waiting for hours, listening to his mother’s pained cries from the room over, and he had just about had enough.

“Fíli, you are not setting a very good example as a big brother, are you?”

That did it. Fíli’s eyes shot open, and he sat up so quickly that he nearly fell over.

Thorin stood in the doorway, a tired smile on his face. In his arms, he cradled a tiny bundle.

Fíli wiggled with excitement as his uncle approached. Thorin sat on the bed next to him. He gently moved aside the blanket guarding his precious cargo and lowered the bundle so the boy could see.

“Fíli, meet your little brother,” Thorin whispered. “This is Kíli.” He dared not disturb the sleeping newborn too much, vividly remembering how loud and shrill Fíli’s cries had been as a baby.

“Hi Kíli,” Fíli breathed. His blue eyes were wide with awe as he peered at his brother snuggled up inside the blanket. Kíli’s face twitched every so often, small bubbles of spit collecting on his bottom lip. Fíli looked up at Thorin eagerly. “Can I hold him?”

After a moment of hesitation, Thorin nodded. “Be very careful,” he warned as he shifted the baby into Fíli’s arms. “He’s not quite as big and strong as you yet. Hold him close. Support his head, just like that. There you go.”

“He’s so little!” Fíli gently brushed his hand over the fuzz on Kíli’s scalp. Dark-haired, like Dís and Thorin. At his brother’s touch, Kíli began to stir. With a squeak, he opened his eyes.

Fíli gasped. “Uncle Thorin, look! He’s got brown eyes, like…” He trailed off, staring down at the baby in silence for a long time. Kíli blinked curiously up at him with little gurgling noises. When Fíli looked back at his uncle, his eyes shone with tears and his lip quivered. “Adad’s not coming back, is he?”

Thorin’s heart cracked—but there was relief, too. He’s finally come to accept it. “No, little one. He’s not.”

Fíli’s face crumpled. He buried his face in Thorin’s side and began to cry. Disturbed by the noise, Kíli let out a few whimpers of his own before starting to wail.

Thorin put his arm around Fíli’s shoulders, saying nothing.

“For Mahal’s sake, Thorin, what did you do to make both of them cry?” Dís leaned against the doorframe, still weary from labor and nursing her newborn. But her tired glare softened when she saw the look on Thorin’s face, the way he held Fíli against his side.

“I should take him back,” Dís sighed, crossing the room and prying Kíli from Fíli’s arms. “Hush, wee one,” she murmured, rocking him as she left and starting to hum a lullaby.

Thorin shifted on the bed to face Fíli. His large, calloused palms swallowed up Fíli’s tiny hands. “Fíli.”

The little dwarf sniffled and looked up at his uncle, tears still streaming from his eyes.

Thorin wiped Fíli’s cheeks with his sleeve. “I have something very important that I need you to do.”

“What is it?” Fíli tilted his head to the side like a puppy, his sadness momentarily replaced with curiosity.

“Look after your little brother. Promise me, no matter what, you will always look after him.”

Fíli nodded solemnly. “I promise.”

***

Kíli was losing. He ducked under Fíli’s swing, barely managing to block him. “Just wait till we do target practice,” he muttered as he pivoted away from Fíli’s next attack. “I’ll show you.” His wooden sword clacked against Fíli’s when he went on the offensive, trying to reclaim the ground he’d lost.

“Archery is for elves,” Fíli scoffed.

“You only say that because you’re no good at it!”

Up the hill, their uncle and mother watched, leaning against the side of the cottage.

“We’ve raised two fine boys,” Thorin mused, sharp eyes following the brothers as they sparred with blades and words.

“They’re only in their twenties, Thorin. Hardly more than striplings,” Dís reminded him with a smile and a nudge. “We’ve still a while to go.”

“We are raising two fine boys,” he amended his statement. Thorin rested his arm around his sister’s shoulders. He fidgeted with her sleeve, fingers plucking at the fabric.

Dís glanced up at him, eyebrow cocked. Though his eyes were still fixed on Fíli and Kíli, she could tell he was not entirely there. So she waited patiently for him to let her into his thoughts.

“I want them to be my heirs,” Thorin said abruptly.

“What?”

He did not look at her. Instead, he turned and went inside, still deep in his own mind. “Fíli would be the crown prince, of course, as the elder brother.”

“Heirs? Crown prince? Thorin, what are you talking about?” Dís followed, kicking the door shut behind her.

“I want them as my heirs. I want Fíli to rule after me once we have retaken Erebor.”

Dís’s eyes narrowed. “Erebor is lost, Thorin. This is our life, not kingdoms and crowns.” She waved her arm toward the window.

“It is not yet lost, not while I still have breath in me,” Thorin insisted. His hands curled into fists, nails digging into his palms.

The familiar Durin temper flared to life in both brother and sister. “You want to die like Father?” Dís hissed. “Fighting for a home that is long gone? Or burned alive like Mother?”

Thorin whirled around to face her. His blue eyes flashed. “Father is not dead,” he spat. “Víli and I found signs of him down south–” He snapped his mouth shut when he realized what he’d done.

“South?” Dís’s voice was dangerously low. Her eyes grew even narrower. “You have not been south since…”

Thorin tried to turn away, but Dís grabbed his wrist with a crushing grip.

“There never were any orcs, were there? Did Víli know?!” she demanded. “Did he know he was going off to die for your stupid wishful thinking?”

“You think I would lie to him?”

“You lied to me!”

“Of course he knew!” Thorin ripped his arm away. “I will speak no more of this.”

“Do not walk away from me, Thorin Oakenshield.” She said the name with a mocking sneer. “Look at me, you coward.”

Thorin halted, his shoulders tight. His eyes were stormy, flashing with lightning when he looked back. “You were a child—you do not remember it the way I do,” he rumbled, his voice the thunder to the storm in his eyes. “I will reclaim what is rightfully ours, and I want Fíli and Kíli at my side when I do.”

“So you’ll take my boys from me the same way you took my husband?” Hot, angry tears filled her eyes.

“They are my boys, too,” Thorin shot back. “I’d sooner die than watch them live their lives in poverty and servitude.”

“Is peace not enough for you?”

“It will never be enough,” he snarled. “Not while that beast still–”

“Uncle Thorin?” Kili’s voice broke into their argument. He stood in the doorway, holding up his thin sword, snapped neatly in two. “I think I lost. Do you know if Bifur or Bofur have made any more training blades?”

Dís clenched her jaw, turning her face away until she could control her voice. “I’m sure they will be happy to make you a new one,” she answered, forcing brightness into her tone. “Why don’t you go ask them? Dinner should be ready by the time you return. Don’t be out too long.”

Kíli’s face lit up. “Yes, Amad!” He tossed the broken sword into the fireplace and dashed from the cottage, leaving his mother and uncle in silence once more.

“This is not finished,” Dís muttered. While Thorin’s eyes were dark and stormy, hers were bright and fiery with an anger that made her hands shake. “Get out of my sight.”

But Dís knew the day would come, and she dreaded it. While others became excited when they heard the dragon had not been seen for years, it only tightened the knot in her stomach. Her sons, however, couldn’t be more eager as they bustled around the cottage, packing their rucksacks and sharpening their weapons.

“D’you think I can fit another knife somewhere?” Fíli asked his brother, twisting around to inspect his coat.

“Sure,” Kíli replied. He slung his quiver over his shoulder with a lazy grin. “Up your ass.”

”Language, Kíli,” Dís scolded.

Kíli repeated his answer in Khuzdûl instead.

Fíli laughed, shaking his head. “Come on, Kee. If we leave now, we should have a good head start on Thorin. Shouldn’t take us more than a week to reach this burglar’s house.” He made for the door, but his mother stopped him.

Her hands trembled as she double-checked the buckles and ties on his clothes. “So much like your father,” Dís said with a sad smile. “He could never wait to get on the road.”

Fíli struggled to remember his father’s face, now just a blurry memory almost eighty years old. Visions of Thorin overpowered those of Víli—dark hair instead of gold, blue eyes instead of brown.

Dís stood on her toes to wrap her son in a tight embrace. The lump in her throat threatened to choke her. “Come back to me,” she whispered in his ear. Their parting felt all too familiar. “Promise me, you will come home.”

“I will take back our home,” Fíli corrected her softly. He drew back and gave his mother a comforting smile. “You will walk the halls of Erebor again. I promise.”

***

It was that promise to his mother that drove Fíli onwards, that kept him from despair in the Elvenking’s dungeon, that kept him anchored as his uncle began to spiral into the same madness that claimed Thorin’s grandfather.

It was his long-ago promise to Thorin that kept Fíli’s eyes on his brother, that kept him close to his side, that stopped Kíli from following him as he combed the upper levels on the Ravenhill.

It was why his last words were a warning, a desperate plea for his uncle and brother’s safety.

And it was that promise to his mother that he thought of as the blade ripped through his back.

His last breath gurgled in his throat as he choked on his own blood. His vision blurred, head dropping to his chest as darkness fell. Fíli was dead before he hit the ground in front of his baby brother.

He was so much like his father, wasn’t he?

Promises made.

Promises broken.

#fanfiction #Fíli #Kíli #BABY Fíli and Kíli #thorin oakenshield #dís #lady dis #Fíli and Kíli’s father #canon compliant #someone please give Dís a hug #she’s so tired #the hobbit #Fíli and Kíli #uncle thorin #big brother Fíli

[am0o5]

Fili and Kili doing a tour around Erebor despite knowing nothing, as a princely duty or something.

Fili and Kili: Welcome to Erebor! We’ll be your tour guides today.

Fili: * Points to the right * If you look to your right you’ll see Erebor.

Kili: * Points to the left * And if you look to your left you’ll also see Erebor.

* After the tour *

Fili: Nailed it.

Kili: Uncle will be so proud.

* cuts to an exasperated Thorin *

#incorrect quotes #the hobbit #the hobbit incorrect quotes #the company of thorin oakenshield #thorin oakenshield #fili and kili #uncle thorin

[tpark-art]

Couldn’t sleep the other day. So naturally I stayed up and drew Uncle Thorin and The Boys 💕

#lord of the rings #the hobbit #thorin oakenshield #fili and kili #lotr fanart #uncle thorin #sons of durin #lotr

[izzytown]

okay so i had a request to redo my “the fellowship reacts to starbucks” post but with the company (and since this is my niche now, i’m here to provide!)

the premise is mostly the same as the other post, just my silly little headcanons on what the characters would drink at starbucks. i now present to you “the company reacts to starbucks coffee” (part 1/2)

i adore the hobbit, but even though I’ve read the book (and watched the films) a fair number of times, i’m much more well-versed with LOTR characters than i am with those from the hobbit, so bear with me.

note: will not be including gandalf as i’ve already included him in the fellowship’s post - pop over there if you’re curious!

thorin: the grumpy-ass prince himself need not trifle with complicated orders when going to the bux. in fact, i propose he only goes if he’s DRAGGED by his arms and legs by fili and kili during babysitting duty—he gets a dark roast pourover, regardless of what roast is brewed, just because he “respects coffee craft.” you will find him rolling his eyes whenever a frap is ordered, silently mumbling about how his local coffee shop under the lonely mountain is WAY better.

fili: the quieter, more thoughtful sibling, fili is hit or miss on caffeine. if he’s looking for something pretty caffeinated with flavor, i think he goes for an iced brown sugar, toffee nut latte. not too sweet, but very flavorful (just like his personality). if he ain’t feeling a lot of caffeine, he probably gets an iced black tea to have something to sip on while supervising kili's shenanigans. also, he gets a cheese danish as a little snack, it’s canon-

kili: this man is on crack. he’s a kid in a candy store when he walks into starbucks- first off, he gets a birthday cake pop EVERY time without fail (much to thorin’s bank account’s dismay). he’s okay with caffeine, but the taste of coffee is a little much for him, so he cycles through a strawberry açaí lemonade, a vanilla bean frap, a chocolate cookie crumble frap, or an iced chai with cold foam and caramel drizzle. just gallons of pure sugar in a 16oz “coffee” for this guy!

oin: now i know very little about oin, but what I do know is that he seems like he doesn’t give two shits about anyone (respectfully). to me, that sounds like someone who drinks an insane amount of espresso and could care less how long it takes to pull 8 shots. therefore, I propose he drinks a 6-8 shot espresso over ice in a venti cup, with a light splash of cream. the pedro pascal special!

gloin: dark roast is the only acceptable roast of coffee in gloin’s household, how else would gimli acquire his profound appreciation for coffee? gloin tends to go for heavier, powerful drinks, contrasting gimli’s love of a good 'ol cappuccino. gloin’s go-to if there’s no dark roast available is probably a hot black americano with a couple packets of raw sugar, keeping it classic while wanting a drink that packs a punch.

ori: this is the sweetest dwarf you ever did see, and i think his drinks reflect that. not only does he give the vibe of someone who doesn’t drink anything too caffeinated, but he also seems like he has drinks for every season. he’s happy to have a nice chai latte in the autumn, a decaf peppermint white mocha for winter, a peach tranquility tea with two honey packets during the spring, and probably a passion tea lemonade (sweetened with liquid cane) during the summer.

dori: he so slays. dori seems like a mom friend to me, rolling his eyes and being a responsible part of the company, so i’m gonna make the executive decision and say he probably gets a typical “mom” drink, which to me is an iced mocha (or black and white mocha) w/ no whip. or maybe a honey citrus mint tea if he’s feeling sick, trying to cut back on sugar (as if it’s any better for you Lmao)

part 2 is available here

#shitpost #lotr fandom #the hobbit #the hobbit movies #uncle thorin #thorin oakenshield #fili and kili #ori the dwarf #dori the dwarf #gloin #oin the dwarf #coffee #starbucks #the hobbit headcanons #the hobbit shitpost

[ohgodwhatwasthat]

So um. idk if this has been done yet, but i did the meme. Bagginshield enjoyers come get your food

#bilbo’s probably giggling hysterically as this happens #frodo baggins #thorin oakenshield #baggi​nshield #uncle thorin #my art

[justjbeboriginalo]

Don't Die This Time

Kili Fanfic

Kili meets a girl who has to go along on their quest on Gandalf's request. The girl captures his attention from the first time they meet and they grow to love each other over the course of the quest.

Pairing: Kili x OC female who can control nature

Note 1: Kili stays alive in this fic, along with Fili and Thorin.

Note 2: English is not my first language, so excuse any mistakes

Chapter 2: Long travels

Warnings: none

Gaia follows the heavy footsteps of the company in front of her, sighs leaving them as they make their way to their next destination. They have been traveling for the past three days and they have barely stopped to rest or to eat. This has not really had an effect on Gaia since she is used to her long ventures through forests and woodlands, but the company has been struggling. They are more irritable than usual and they are constantly bickering over silly nonsense.

“How,” Kili heaves out next to her, “are you not tired? You have been more on the outlook than the rest of us, getting even less sleep than us, but you have still more energy than the whole company combined.” Kili almost slips while he talks to her, but she catches him. He mumbles a thank you before he turns his eyes to the ground in front of him.

“I suppose I have been doing this longer than you. I enjoy long walks,” Gaia says in a joking manner which causes Kili to let out a chuckle. He turns his head to look at Gaia and she gives him a small smile. He smiles back at her before he continues with his eyes to the front.

They are walking at the back of the company. Gaia is looking out for the group from behind and she also covers their backs.

Occasionally, she will guide the trees or leaves to cover them from the weather, providing some relief from the burning rays of the sun. It rained the previous night and she provided them with shelter by weaving together broad, large leaves and keeping the woven leaves above their beds.

Kili has also been her partner for conversation since they left her forest. She suspects that Thorin has ordered Kili to keep an eye on her so that she does not sabotage the quest. She cannot complain. He has been good company so far and they share the same sense of humor.

“Is that the one you said dwarves cannot eat?” Kili points to a nearby plant decorated with white flowers. Gaia squints her eyes at the plant. She gives a nod.

“Yes, well done, Kili. You are getting really good.” Kili has a proud smile and he straightens his shoulders. He strides further with confidence and Gaia giggles at his antics.

Kili had asked her to teach him the different types of plants for him to identify what he could eat and what he should stay clear of. This has been the topic of most of the conversations and she enjoys sharing her knowledge. Kili is also a quick learner, so he has made a lot of progress since she started her teachings.

“All right. I think we can make camp here for the night. Take a bath in pairs to look out for any trouble. Gaia and Kili, you are responsible for the food along with Bofur. The rest, get a fire going and get settled. We will not be stopping until we pass through the Misty Mountains,” Thorin commands and the company nearly falls down right where they are with a chorus of groans.

Gaia softly laughs at them as she places the bags from the company down. Kili plunges down next to her, letting out a loud yawn. His head leans back, his eyes closed.

“You can get some rest after we get the food. Come on, or else you are going to fall asleep.” Gaia taps his shoulder, but Kili groans in protest. She laughs lightly and taps him again.

Kili’s eyes remain closed and she shakes her head. He is also exhausted from the travels of the past few days. She does not blame him.

“I will go. You can take a bath in the river and get some rest,” Gaia says, turning on her heels. She needs to have a proper look at her surroundings. She does not know where they are and what food there might or might not be.

She hears a shuffle behind and turns her head slightly, noticing Kili standing up. Gaia comes to a stop and waits for him to catch up.

“I said that you can get some rest.”

“I cannot let you go on your own. Thorin would not be happy. And, he also instructed me to- “ Kili catches himself before he reveals what Gaia already knew, “He said that I was also on food duty. I need to fulfill my role.” He gives Gaia a wide grin and hurries out before Gaia.

She follows him with a smile and they walk to the nearby tree line. There is a small woodland near their camp. It is quite small, but there is bound to be some life in there somewhere.

Kili lifts his bow from his shoulder and gestures for Gaia to be quiet. She purses her lips to prevent a laugh from escaping. He keeps on forgetting she can feel the vibrations of the animals. Well, with these shoes it makes it impossible to feel the vibrations.

Thorin gave her shoes to wear and her clothing is made out of spare clothing that the rest of the company had. He thinks that she will attract too much attention if she wears her usual white dress with flowers and vines. Who is she to argue?

“Quickly,” Kili urges her on, hiding behind a bush. Gaia swiftly makes her way to the bush and stops next to Kili, ensuring she does not make a sound.

A few stray bucks are roaming around, unaware of their presence. Kili readies his bow, the arrow pointing to the largest buck when the wind turns. The herd catches their scent and scatters away, leaving Kili with a disappointed groan.

“I am too exhausted to track them. Is there enough plants here to get some fruits and other . . . stuff from,” Kili says with a defeated sigh. Gaia puts her hand on his arm, squeezing slightly.

“You give up too easily,” she says, winking at him. Kili raises a brow, confused at her. Gaia closes her eyes, focusing all her attention on the wind.

She has never truly mastered the air, but she knows she can bring the herd back here with their scent.

Gaia’s hands move slowly in the air, and Kili feels the wind becoming stronger. The wind suddenly changes direction and a few strands of his hair whips into his face.

The sound of the bucks returning causes Gaia to snap her eyes open. She cannot believe she did not mess it up. Usually, it would take her a few tries.

She turns her head to look at Kili, who is staring mesmerized at her.

Heat rushes to her cheeks and she laughs silently at his intense gaze. Her fingers reach out to the loose strands in his face. She removes his hair from his face, tucking it behind his ear. His eyes are glued to hers and she smiles slightly.

“You can take your shot,” Gaia whispers, barely audible. This snaps Kili from his trance and he gives a quick nod before he turns himself to face the herd.

Again, he readies his bow with the arrow to the largest of the herd. The arrow hits the buck and Gaia inhales sharply.

“Are you all right?” Kili asks, his hand on her shoulder. She nods quickly with a weak smile.

“I will get some herbs for the meat. Along with some other plants,” she says, standing up. Kili follows her and also stands up. “Get the buck and head on out. I will meet you at the tree line.” Kili gives a thumbs-up and heads to his prey.

Gaia hurries while searching for something to eat. She finds some herbs and a few fruits, but the company probably would not like that. It can be sour this time of the year. Perhaps some . . . Ah, yes. She bends down, picking a few berries from the small bush that seems to have appeared out of nowhere. These are always delicious.

With her hands and pockets full of plants, she walks back to the tree line where Kili is patiently waiting for her. She joins him and they head back to the company.

They dump the buck and plants at Bofur’s feet. Bofur rubs his hands together with a satisfied smile.

“We will be having a feast tonight,” he says to them and grabs a handful of the herbs. Kili gestures with his head for Gaia to follow him and they walk back to where they left their stuff. Fili has already set up their beds and is waiting for them, lying on the top of his bed.

“Ah, Ki. We have to take a bath before it gets dark. You done hunting?” Fili asks as he sits up. He stretches himself out, hiding a yawn.

“Yes. We found quite a big one tonight.” Fili gets up with a smile and turns to Gaia.

“Since you have joined our company, we have managed to get meat with every meal. Thank you,” Fili says with a sincere smile. Gaia bows slightly.

“Hey, I am still the one who hunts the deer,” Kili says, crossing his arms across his chest with an angry pout.

“You have been struggling to find any meat.” Fili nudges his brother with his elbow. “Thanks to her, you have been able to find the meat. You needed a spotter,” Fili says and claps Kili’s back. Kili snorts at Fili.

“You are more than welcome to join us. We will behave,” Fili says, looking at Gaia. She laughs softly. “Unless you would want to join Dwalin and Balin.” He gestures to the dwarves who are arguing about something before Thorin manages to break it up. Gaia snaps her eyes to Fili and Kili.

“I would love to join you guys.” Fili hums and goes to retrieve his stuff. Gaia gets her small bag from the pile of bags and follows Fili and Kili to the river. She listens to them talking about the journey and what might await them at the Misty Mountains.

They are interrupted by the loud roaring of the stream of water from the river. The river is quite deep compared to the streams in Gaia’s forest. It is not too strong, surprisingly, for its depth and the way it sounds.

Fili comes to a stop and puts his stuff on the bedrock before he turns to Gaia.

“You can bathe first. We will keep watch. You can keep watch when it is our turn.” Gaia gives a quick nod and the two dwarves turn their back on her, keeping their gaze on the surrounding area.

She slips out of the layers of clothing until she is free from the rags. She tiptoes to the water and feels the temperature of the water. It is not too cold. Quite refreshing, actually.

With a deep breath, she jumps into the water and the water enfolds her body. She surfaces with closed eyes, feeling the rushed vibrations of the river. Her body shivers at the feeling.

Water has always excited her, but she has never succeeded at working with water. It is extremely unpredictable, just like fire.

All she ever could work with were mostly plants, trees, and things like that. She has found a way to work with the air, but water has been largely unsuccessful. Rocks also has been giving her headaches. They never want to move.

“Are you still alive?” Kili shouts over his shoulder which brings Gaia back to the present.

“Yes, I am almost done,” she says, rubbing her skin under the water. She pulls her fingers through her hair, untangling it as she works through the knots.

On the bedrock, Kili and Fili have decided to rather sit down. They are still able to see their surroundings and this way they can rest their legs from the long walk. Kili’s eyes are zoned out, his hands playing with the runestone his mother gave him.

“Ki,” Fili calls him, but he does not hear him at first. When his brother calls again, louder this time, Kili jerks his head to his brother. “Are you all right? You have been acting strange.” Kili tries to force a smile, but he fails.

“Yes,” Kili lies, but his brother looks unamused.

“You can tell me.” Kili takes a deep breath, turning his eyes to the stone in his hand.

“I- I think . . . “ Kili trials off, not knowing how to put it. He has not really thought about saying it out loud, especially not now. Not this soon. What can he say?

“I think I might, uh, like Gaia,” he mumbles the last part, hoping Fili did not hear him. The chuckle that comes from Fili signifies that he did in fact hear Kili.

“Ah, so that is what is bothering you. I thought it was something serious,” Fili jokes. Kili glares at Fili which only causes Fili to laugh. “I am kidding. Are you sure?” Kili furrows his brows, unsure what Fili means by that.

“Am I sure that I like her?” he tries to clarify. Fili adjusts his sitting position, resting on his hands behind him.

“Yes. We have been busy with this quest for quite some time. We have not really had the chance to focus on anything other than the quest. Then the first lass comes along and you like her. I am asking whether you like her for her, or just because she is, you know, a woman. You flirted with the elven maid and then thought one of the male elves was attractive.” Kili hits his brother with the back of his hand, a huff leaving his lips. Fili laughs again. “Come on, Ki. You might just like her because she is the first lass you have spent time with in a long time. Granted, she is a lively character, much like you. But that does not mean you truly have the feelings you think you might have. It might just be a crush.”

Fili’s words crush Kili and he has to hide his disappointment. Everything registers and he realizes that Fili might be correct. He merely has a crush on Gaia. Or might it be more?

Fili has always known Kili almost better than Kili knows himself.

Kili sighs softly as he glances over his shoulder at Gaia. Her long black hair clings to her pale back, her slender fingers working through the locks.

Fili notices the inner turmoil that Kili experiences and he places his hand on his brother’s shoulder. Kili looks at his brother.

“Just give it some time. See what happens. But do not look for something that might be a mere illusion. We still do not know the true intentions of her presence in this quest. Do not get too involved,” Fili says with a sympathetic smile. Kili nods hesitantly.

Do not look for something that might be a mere illusion.

He swallows another sigh that wants to escape him. Fili might be right. He also liked the elven maid from Rivendell. Gaia has the complexion of an Elf, but there is something else. A light that emanates from her whenever she smiles or speaks, unlike that elven maid. Almost more alluring than the Elves.

“I am done,” Gaia’s voice rips him from his thoughts. He hides the blush that covers his face and quickly stands up. He makes his way to the river while he ignores Gaia’s eyes, hoping for some relief from the cold water.

Fili hands Gaia his sword and she takes it, the sword heavy in her hands. He hurries after Kili to the river and they hurry to get in.

Gaia mimics the way they waited for her and sits down with her back to them, the sword next to them. Her hair is still wet from the wash and she tries to maneuver the water out of her hair, but to no avail. Wind is the next best option.

With a determined huff, she focuses on the air that surrounds her and her hands move to create a small breeze. Her hair moves along in the slight wind and she cannot stop a smile from forming. She is starting to get the hang of the wind.

She takes strands of her hair and decides to loosely braid them, just to keep them from flying astray in the breeze.

A loud laughter comes from above the roaring of the river and she glances over her shoulder at the brothers. Fili is dodging water attacks from Kili, who is soaking from the water. They laugh as they splatter water in each other’s direction.

Gaia smiles at their ability to still find something fun to do while they are on such a serious quest.

Strands of Kili’s hair cling to his face and neck, his broad shoulders sparkling in the setting sun. Gaia’s eyes travel from his broad shoulders down his well-toned chest. The thin brown hairs cover his chest and travel down his stomach.

Gaia snaps her head to the front, forcing herself to give him the privacy he gave her. She does not want to invade his privacy.

Her hands cover her face, the heat warm against her cold hands. She cannot believe she stared at a dwarf. An attractive one, but nonetheless. Oh, what has she gotten herself into?

She moves her hands from her face down to her neck, letting her head fall back. She shakes her head slightly, trying to rid them of the images of Kili.

Unfortunately, the images are engrained into her memory.

“You are supposed to be looking out for any danger. What if something attacked us while you were sleeping?” Fili asks when he stops next to her. This startles Gaia and she snaps her eyes to look at Fili.

“You guys are done?” She stands up and hands the sword to Fili before she wipes her hands against her pants. “Good. You were taking forever,” she says, jokingly. Fili smiles at her and sheathes his sword.

Gaia’s eyes turn to Kili, but he is looking at the ground while he squeezes water from his brown locks.

“It is getting darker. We should head back. Uncle might worry about us,” Fili says, breaking the silence. Gaia nods and follows them back to the camp.

At the camp, Bofur is singing again while the rest of the dwarves are also singing and eating. They started without them.

Kili and Fili hurry to join the company, leaving Gaia behind. She watches them with a smile, heading to get something to eat. She is starved.

The company’s spirits seem to be better after a good meal and some singing. They all sit around the fire, listening to Balin recalling the glory days of Erebor. Thorin adds in whenever he remembers something of importance. Kili and Fili seem to be hanging on Balin’s lips along with Ori.

Gaia takes small bites from a yellow fruit, listening to them reminiscing about the good old days. She remembers the short period she spent at Erebor with Gandalf.

They were called for advice and Gandalf wanted someone to accompany him to the King under the mountain - Thror. They left shortly before he got Dragon sickness. They might have been able to prevent him from obtaining all that gold.

Gaia lets out a silent sigh. There is no cure for Dragon sickness, but they could have tried. Surely, between all the wizards and her knowledge of plants, they could have come up with something.

“Gaia, have you ever visited Erebor?” Bilbo asks, trying to bring her into the conversation. She looks at the hobbit with a sad smile. The dwarves wait for her to answer and she gives a quick nod.

“Once. I met Thror. He was a kind host,” she says, inclining her head slightly at Thorin. He also has a sad look in his eyes as he seems to remember his grandfather.

“Have you been there since the dragon . . . “ Oin trails off, not sure how to describe what happened to Erebor. Gaia shakes her head.

“No, this will be my first time.” The company hums in agreement, all seemingly lost in their own thoughts at what Erebor might be like. Gaia plays with a loose strand of hair, thinking about how things might have been different for the dwarves if she went to assist them when Smaug attacked. She has never fought a dragon before, but she has the confidence that she could have prevented thousands, perhaps even more, from dying. But she was too fragile. The possibility of her turning was still high back then.

Gaia stands up and heads to her small bag. She cannot dwell in the past. She supposes she will take the first watch tonight. Or even all the watches. The rest are too tired and she fears they might fall asleep.

She searches through her bag and finally retrieves a few leaves to weave during her watch tonight.

“Who will take the first watch tonight?” Dwalin asks and the dwarves groan in unison. Thorin steps toward the end large rock under which they have made their camp.

“I will take the first watch. Fili will follow me, with Gloin next and lastly Dori.” Thorin walks out from the shelter of the large rocks to take his place for the first watch. The rest of the company silently settles in for the night.

Gaia watches Kili make his way over to her, where his bed is located next to Fili’s. Kili mumbles a good night to her when he passes her and she frowns at him.

Why is he acting all strange suddenly? Perhaps he is just exhausted from the journey, but something else seems off. She wonders what it could be.

“Kili,” Gaia calls softly. He turns his head to her, readying his bed for himself. Gaia shuffles closer to him and places her hand on his arm. Kili averts his gaze to his bed but Gaia turns him to her. 

“Kili, what is the matter?” she asks with a whisper. Kili quickly looks at her, giving her a smile.

“Nothing. I am just tired, that is all,” he says before he returns his attention to his bed. Gaia keeps her hand on his arm, forcing him back to her.

“You know you can talk to me. About anything.” Kili flashes her a smile accompanied by a nod. Gaia notices that his smile does not reach his eyes. Perhaps he needs some space. And a good night’s rest.

“All right,” she says, “good night then.” Kili bows his head and she hears a good night from Fili.

With the leaves in her hands, she heads to Thorin. She does not want to pry, but Kili has been acting strange since they came back from the river. What could have happened?

Gaia sees Thorin leaning against another large stone and she softly makes her way to him. He seems deep in thought and does not notice her presence next to him. 

Gaia looks at the large mountains that lay before them. The Misty Mountains.

“Oh, I did not hear your arrival. Do you need anything?” Thorin asks with a tired voice. Gaia looks at him and notices the dark circles under his eyes. The quest has also taken a toll on Thorin, even if he tries to hide it.

“I can keep watch. I’m not tired,” Gaia says with a small smile. Thorin furrows his brows together.

“You have been keeping watch each time we have stopped for rest. You cannot continue- “

“I do not need a lot of sleep,” she interrupts him. “Go, get some rest.” Thorin lets out a defeated sigh.

“Wake Fili for the next watch,” Thorin states over his shoulder as he heads back to the camp for rest. He comes to a halt before turning back to Gaia.

“I do not remember ever seeing you at Erebor. When did you visit my grandfather?” 

Gaia has a small smile on her face as she looks at Thorin.

“I visited your grandfather before you were born,” she says, turning to face the mountains. Thorin hesitates, trying to piece together the information.

“But that would make you- “ Thorin stops as he comes to the realization. “How old are you?”

Gaia chuckles and shakes her head. She waves her hand dismissively over her shoulder at Thorin. She does not know.

“I have stopped counting ages ago,” she states before she gives Thorin, who is dumbfounded, a warm smile. “Good night.” She returns her gaze to the mountains and starts weaving the old leaves and vines. She hears Thorin walking back to the camp.

She will take the shift for the night. The others seemed too eager for a proper full night of rest. They will need it if they want to get through those mountains in one piece

#kili durin #botfa #the hobbit fanfiction #the hobbit #the hobbit smut #bilbo baggins #unexpected journey #desolation of smaug #tolkien #middle earth #eventual romance #eventual smut #slow burn #strangers to friends #friends to lovers #uncle thorin #thorin oakenshield #the hobbit thorin #thorin and company #dwarves #tolkien elves #lotr fandom #lotr fanfic #fili and kili

[gaylegogirl]

Frodo and Sam walking in on uncle Bilbo and uncle Thorin private moment. What else could go wrong at the counsel of Elrond 😜

#frodo baggins #bilbo x thorin #bagginshield #lord of the rings #lotr memes #uncle thorin #rings of power #tolkein #legominifigures #rivendell

[lucigoo]

Calmwrimo: Day 28 - 1881 words

So i worked on a new fest work (its a secret) but also some more of my "Still married stupid" Bagginshield fic, so heres a little snippet as this is my baby!!!

Thorin walked up with Balin, Dwalin and Dis on the hour exactly. The mountain ws prepared to deal with anything short of an emergency with open court being called off until the day after next. That way, depending on what happened The Company could sleep. The Ur’s deputy’s were taking over the kitchens and mines respectfully. Diwali’s second in command was ready to do extra work if needed and Balin and Dis had decided to keep Thorin on as light duties as possible and do the rest of the work between them. It was the least edeserved and needed. As it was, Balin was aware Thorin would be camping in the healing ward tonight and Oin would give him an earful for letting him. As if Balin could stop Thorin when he got boar headed like this, if he had been able to they never would have made it back to the mountain. They walked in and saw the rest of The Company already seated. It was a sad reason for them all to be here, but Thorin couldn't deny it warmed his heart to see his closest friends and family here at the same time. “We will have to do this, whe Bilbo is awake and the boys here.” he blurted out. They all looked at him confused. “Do what Uncle Thorin?” Kili asked in a small voice. Thorin’s heart went out to the poor boy. When he had last seen Bilbo he was in nothing but a thin shift, just long enough to cover his modesty but not his legs and wounds that Oin had been working on. None of them had thought to warn the boys, especially considering they had read the medical reports. But then again, Thorin remembered clearly the difference between reading the reports after the Battle of Azanulbizar and seeing the aftermath, the bodies and the blood. The wounded and the barely living. It was one thing to know something, it was another to know it and it broke Thorin’s heart that his boys knew it in relation to Bilbo. Thorin walked around and grabbed them in his arms, then he looked over a t apale faced Ori who was a little way form his brothers. Of course he had gone to see Bilbo too. “Ori” he called the youngest dwarf over. Ori came over to Thorin and the princes letting out a soft oomph as he was pulled into the King’s embrace. Ori found himself melting into the dwarf cuddle pile as he too was shaken after seeing Bilbo so still, so injured. 

#calmwrimo #bagginshield #sad kili #sad fili #sad ori #Uncle Thorin

[enchantzz]

Fall in Ered Luin 🎃

Summary: Family Fluff - Thorin spends the day with his young nephews Fili and Kili. Thorin thinks that after a couple of successful times, he has babysitting under control, but does he, really?

Inspired by, but not specifically for @fellowshipofthefics fotfictember I just finally have vacation and my muse showed up 💜

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Sunrays were illuminating the damp, mossy grounds of the Ered Luin woods, which were covered in an array of pretty red, yellow and brown colored leaves. The air was filled with the scent of Fall. Thorin took a deep, soothing breath and closed his eyes, the sunrays warming his face. For a moment, Kili and Fili’s chatter and laughter softened and a smile played on his lips. He was content. No, he was happy. A welcome change to the feelings of sadness which usually haunted him.

He opened his eyes again and looked at the boys scouring the ground for acorns, twigs and leaves and their little treasures, aka rocks.

Thorin had offered to take Fili and Kili for a walk in the woods, while Dis, his beloved sister, would get supplies from the market for a nice dinner and a pumpkin pie. 

Usually, when they went into the woods, the boys, especially Kili, wanted to bring home all kinds of things, including animals, but Thorin could proudly say that so far, he had managed to get home without much more than pretty rocks and pebbles and the occasional stick. 

Today, however, he had told them that they could bring anything home with them, so that they could make a nice Fall project from what they would find. Both Fili and Kili had brought their tiny rucksacks to carry their precious collection back home.

“Put the bunny down, Kili,” Thorin bellowed, when he saw Kili trying to stuff the animal into his rucksack. 

“But Uncle! “ Kili protested, “You said we could take anything!” 

With a sigh, Thorin crouched down beside his nephew and petted the bunny, before taking it and releasing it. Kili’s chin wobbled and tears sprang to his eyes. 

Thorin gently stroked the little pebble’s head and explained, “You can take any leaves, acorns, flowers and things like that, Kili. You just can’t take home any animals, ok? They belong here, in the woods” He smiled at Kili, pulled out an acorn from his pocket, which he had picked up earlier and Kili’s eyes lit up. Sorrows all forgotten, he sprang up and ran towards his brother to show him the gift.

Fili was crouched down, curiously studying some pretty colored mushrooms. “Uncle Thorin!”, he yelled, “come look”. He proudly pointed at his find. “Aren’t they pretty!” he exclaimed and Thorin had to admit that the big red mushrooms with white spots were a pretty sight on the green, mossy forest bed. He just loved the Fall and its colors and scents. 

After having roamed around a while and the pebbles having collected their treasures, they walked back home, where Dis was already unpacking the goodies she got from the market.

“Can we help make the pie?” Fili asked, having climbed up on a chair to look at the supplies sprawled out on the kitchen table. 

“I’m not sure that’s …” Dis started, but Thorin stepped in and offered to make the pie with the boys, so that she could rest a bit. Dis hesitated for a moment, but having some time to herself sounded wonderful. 

“I got this and the boys,” Thorin reassured her and gently ushered her out of the kitchen. 

“All right then.” Dis smiled and left them to it.

“So boys, what do we need?” Thorin asked, rolling up his sleeves.

“Forks!” Kili shouted.

“No, dumbass,” Fili laughed. “We first need to make the pie before we can eat it. We need the recipe, Uncle Thorin,” he said and climbed off the chair to grab the book from a side table, which was filled with cookbooks and notebooks with secret recipes by Dis. He had helped his mother in the kitchen many times before and he knew exactly which book had the recipe for the pumpkin pie.

For the next hour or so, Thorin and the boys managed to put the ingredients together and the pie was finally in the oven. When Dis entered the kitchen, she found Thorin, Fili and Kili and the entire kitchen, covered in flour and remnants of ingredients. Thorin looked a little guilty and the boys, well, they just looked proud. She couldn’t help but giggle. “Need a hand, my dear brother?” she asked. 

Thorin sighed gratefully and a while later, the kitchen, as well as Thorin, Fili and Kili, were spotless again. 

“Why don’t you go rest a bit near the fire?” she told Thorin. 

“Can we have a story, please, Uncle Thorin?” the boys pleaded, tucking on his shirt.

“Alright, alright,” Thorin agreed and swooped the boys up into his arms and onto his shoulder. With the boys dangling from his broad shoulders, giggling and squealing, he retreated from the kitchen, leaving Dis with a smile on her lips. She loved the boys so much and her brother wasn’t too bad either. 

When Dis entered the living area a while later with a tray laden with hot chocolate and pumpkin pie, she found the boys lying on their tummies on the soft rug in front of the fire, glued to Thorin’s lips, who was telling them a scary story. They ooh-ed and aaah-ed and were completely engrossed in the story.  When they saw her with the goodies, however, they sprang up and took the pie and hot chocolate, only to sit down again and beg Thorin to continue the story.

When their bellies were full and the story finished, the boys were visibly tired and yawned. They curled up beside Uncle Thorin, who had a hard time keeping his eyes open himself. 

“I should change my profession to babysitter. I’m good at it.” he whispered, proudly. He smiled and gently pressed a kiss on Kili and Fili’s heads. 

“I guess you are,” Dis humored him, holding back comments about the state of the kitchen and the boys earlier. They love you, my dear brother, as do I. Days like these are my favorite, especially in the Fall and I’ll make sure they stay in my memory forever.

“Likewise , my dear sister,’ Thorin agreed. “Family time is the best.” and with those words, Thorin dozed off, holding his beloved nephews Fili and Kili close.

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[crossingbaranduin]

some things never change (turn around and the time has flown)

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Summary: Bilbo was stunned. They had, somehow, gotten through a council meeting without anything going wrong. And what was even more shocking was that Fíli and Kíli had been the ones leading it.

(Fíli and Kíli come into their own as princes a few years post-BOTFA. Bilbo and Thorin are, as expected, very proud.)

Notes: I’ve never posted drabbles before, but I have so many short scenes rustling around in my head that I decided it’s time to change that! Anyways, time to continue my BOTFA denial yet again LOL.

#the hobbit #bagginshield #fili and kili #durin family #Drabble #uncle Bilbo #ao3 #uncle Thorin #Bilbo Baggins #fili durin #kili durin #thorin oakenshield #fili #kili

[coveredinsun]

i’ve seen gimleaf fics where they each try to find out how to court by the other’s traditions. and i love those, so i think they ought to be taken a step further. and i think the way to do that would be, naturally, to make bagginshield real. allow me to explain why. ahem. after the ring is destroyed, girlfailure legolas spends two weeks poring over The Ancient Texts and stressing because his one (1) friend who WOULD help him (that’s aragorn) knows jack shit about dwarves beyond the surface (no pun intended) (well gandalf knows things but gandalf is a bitch) (he would just smile at legolas knowingly and wish him good luck instead of giving him answers).

so alas, girlfailure “shit tier ass elf” legolas is left to like, idk, sulk or something in the garden he starts at the Bestie Residence in minas tirith. and after like 2 days sam’s had enough he’s like “dude your vibes are upsetting the plants.” and legolas is like “my bad bro. it just seems i know nothing about dwarves which i probably should’ve thought about before, by elf standards, getting hitched in vegas.” and sam is like “oh dwarves? just ask mister frodo ^_^ he knows tons about dwarves!” and legolas is like “what the shit? him in particular? why does he anything about dwarves?” and sam leans in reaaaalllllll close and whispers behind his hand, “well you see mister elf, mister legolas, sir, there’s always been a very healthy amount of rumors that go around in the shire about mister frodo’s uncle, mister bilbo, and the letters he used to exchange with a certain king under the mountain.” and legolas, who was THERE, is like

#WOAH THIS ENDED UP A NOVEL #girlfailure shit tier ass elf legolas i love you #society if thorin lived and frodo was a regular visitor to erebor #society if gimli was captain of the frodo defense squad #because ‘‘well you see his uncle helped my dad reclaim my kingdom so i’m basically in his debt forever’’ #gimleafposting #lord of the rings #the hobbit #lotr #legolas #gimli #samwise gamgee #frodo baggins #bilbo baggins #thorin oakenshield #bagginshield #gimleaf #gigolas #tolkien #coveredinsunposting

[nastiiuu]

Growing up with Dwarfs

#bagginshield #frodo baggins #thorin oakenshield #lotr #hobbit #fili #kili #dis #tauriel #bilbo baggins #basically the whole durin family #kili and tauriel definitely babysit Frodo a lot bc they want kids of their own and are training to be good parents #fili is just the best uncle ever that takes Frodo everywhere and plays with him a lot #dis adores having a new little one running around #and thorin is just a happy dad lmao