thirteen dwarves


Gandalf sat at the head of the party with the thirteen dwarves all round: and Bilbo sat on a stool at the fireside, nibbling at a biscuit (his appetite was quite taken away), and trying to look as if this was all perfectly ordinary and not in the least an adventure. The dwarves ate and ate, and talked and talked, and time got on.

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Gif’s not mine!

Fandom: The Hobbit
Pairing: The Company x reader, Thorin x reader at the end
Genres: humor,fluff
Words: 1.559
Summary: based on and imagine “Imagine always cooking and taking care of the Company all the time and them deciding who should ask you out” - requested by Anonymous

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When Tolkien wrote The Hobbit
  • <p> <b>Tolkien:</b> What? You want a bed time story?<p/><b>Tolkien:</b> Oh boy...<p/><b>Tolkien:</b> <p/><b>Tolkien:</b> Okay, I've got it, it's the story of a Hobbit, a wizard and thirteen dwarves, Thorin, Balin, Dwalin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Dori, Nori, Ori, Fili, Kili, Oin, Gloin<p/><b>Tolkien:</b> You better keep up and remember all the names<p/></p>
The Kind Queen of Mirkwood

Pairing: Thranduil x wife

Summary: During the scene where the dwarves enter Mirkwood.

Inspired by something I saw with the idea that Thranduil’s wife could be the complete opposite of him.

Originally posted by prettycatz

There was a loud knock on their chamber door, Thranduil swiftly turned to face it. Sileveth sat next to one of the wooden walls, reading an ancient book.

“What causes this disturbance?” He asked without opening the door, or even walking closer to it. His silk voice radiating annoyance.

“Thirteen dwarves have been found in the forest, Legolas and Tauriel are bringing them to the kingdom as we speak. First among them was Thorin, they head towards the Lonely Mountain.” Said a masculine voice through the door, no doubt one of the king’s guard.

The king looked to his wife, she stared back at him. She knew exactly the thoughts which were currently crossing his mind, even without using her gift. She grabbed the lavish gold and green robe which hung only feet away from her and brought it to him. He then placed his crown of red berries and ivory branches gently atop his golden hair.

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Milk moustache

Based on: this imagine from @middle-earth-imagines + this imagine from @imaginexhobbit.

I just wanted some Bilbo’s love!!!!

@fromthedeskoftheraven had sent me this imagine some time ago…. Finally I’ve managed to write something about it!!!!

Warnings: CUTE BILBO.

Originally posted by butteryplanet

You were spending another lazy afternoon resting in Beorn’s house while the Dwarves and Gandalf discussed the way to reach the Lonely Mountain before Durin’s Day.

Beorn had disappeared: your host was used to live in peace and alone and you imagined that a rowdy Company of thirteen Dwarves, a Wizard, a Hobbit and a Woman, was difficult to bear for him, pun intended.

You had just finished sewing a spare tunic: you folded it accurately and put it back in your rucksack, then you got up from your bedroll in the hay and, trying to dodge the fluffy bees flying everywhere, you reached the large wooden table where the company was sitting.

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TTB--Handle the Situation...Personally

Title: Touch the Butts Hobbit Edition— Handle the situation…personally

 Summary: You were a simple office worker, until a twist of fate sends you tumbling into Middle Earth and into the Company of Thorin Oakenshield.  You don’t know what to expect, you don’t know if you will survive, but you have this feeling that there is a great love story in the making.  But who will be the one you are destined to be with?  Make your choice and Touch the Butts.  

 Warnings: Language. Nudity.

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Originally posted by life-is-righteous

Originally posted by tlotrgifs

After the drama upon first arrival, you quickly relaxed and enjoyed yourself.  You had to admit, Rivendell was beautiful.  The buildings were open and airy, the sounds of the waterfall and the animals and creatures, the beautiful gardens.  It was like a scene from a painting, so beautiful it was almost as if it weren’t real.  But it was, and you were here.  And damn, you were going to enjoy it!

The first night was a special dinner Lord Elrond held in the company’s honor.  But beforehand, he offered rooms and chances to bathe. Of course, the dwarves weren’t having it, but you and Bilbo were quick to accept.  The dwarves grumbled and complained, and a couple even tried to follow you, claiming to go as protection, but you shooed them away.

A friendly elf by the name of Elladan was your guide.  He stood tall, long dark hair, pretty light eyes.  But what was more, he was friendly, offering simple conversation and putting you at ease as you walked.  He explained art and the culture of his homeland, and even shocked you by explaining his family line.  

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Requested by @amralimedeano I apologize beforehand since I’m pretty sure this was not what you wanted. I honest to god wasn’t expecting a modern day request lol but I tried my best. Also, I’m trying something new so the GIFs can be found throughout the story. Tell me if you like it or not because it might be a little much :) 

Master Lists: Drabbles/Imagines, and Completed Series

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“For the rest of my life” (Dwalin X Reader)

Request for anonymous; Hey!! I love your writing could i please request a Dwalin fic where he admires you and can’t help but kiss you. Thanks

Word Count: 563 (Sorry it’s so short)


The night was clouded over and cold enough that even Dwalin himself felt chills prickling against his skin. With his back pressed against the rough layered bark of the Oak tree, Dwalins gorgeous dark eyes carried over the other thirteen dwarves and young hobbit that lay in front of him, eyes closed in restful sleep.

His eyes roamed back and forth, and as time passed Dwalin found himself needing to move his legs in order to regain some warmth. And so he stood, weaving his way through the bodies spread carelessly upon the ground.

By the way the moonlight shone upon them all, Dwalin guessed it was midnight when he felt his steps falter and his eyes wander down to your figure which now lay at his feet.

He couldn’t help but smile longingly at the way your hair spread across your shoulders and your mouth lay slightly open as soft snores left your lips. You had one of your arms curled under your head to cushion it from the harsh ground and your blanket tangled around your legs and lower torso.

Your tanned skin looked golden in the pale light and the freckles that stained your cheeks like constellations, which were barley seen during the day seemed to glow as well. And your lips looked a delicious shade of pink which looked very inviting to the warrior dwarf. It seemed both the glow of the sun and moon did wonders for your beauty and Dwalin couldn’t help but wish that he could keep you for his own. As his moon- his light in the dark.

Dwalin’s smile faded slightly as he finally caught up with his thoughts, and he moved to continue passed you before seeing the slight shivering that had started to rake over your body. Dwalin’s smile returned full blast and quickly he found himself kneeling beside you, lifting your blanket to once again cover the rest of your body. You stirred at his touch and as his hand brushed your shoulder, your body shifted into his hands and a small smile graced your lips.

That one small action removed any thoughts from Dwalin’s mind until only you remained. Until only his deep seeded love for you remained, and burned brightly in his mind, causing him to lean down and meet his lips with yours.

Slowly, woke up to find the strange feeling of something pressed against your lips, but before you could panic the sweet rustic smell that you always associate with Dwalin filled your senses, and you found yourself kissing back.

At first Dwalin was startled to feel your lips caress his back, but upon realizing that you were in fact kissing him back he began to kiss back passionately.

One of his hands slithered to the back of your neck and the other went under your back and pulled you to sit pressed against him. His hands moved until they were both cupping your face and in response you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer.

After what seemed like eternity, your lungs burned for air and you slowly pulled away from the kiss. Small quiet gasps for air filled the silence between you before you uttered the words; “Promise you’ll always wake me up like that?” Dwalin chuckled in disbelief of having you in his arms.

“For the rest of my life, my moon.”


Tags:  @jotink78, @everyjourneylove, @princess-of-erebor1992

Bagginshield fic recs! Part 2.

So yeah,  people have been asking me for more fic recs. And what can I say, I have difficulty finding good fics, so how can I deny people a list? Every fic here is my favourite, but my favourite-favourties are marked with **. Here you have it folks!


Yeah, we love pain in this fandom for some reason… can’t quite figure out why. Here, have some fics that are beautiful, but hurt worse than BoFA!

Hollow** by shinigami714- “Hobbits on average eat six, sometimes seven meals a day. Bilbo struggles with eating drastically less than this while on the journey to Erebor and at the same time does not wish to show his weakness.”

but oh, my heart was flawed** by lacking- “Thorin hopes the story of his life will not be told as a tragedy. And as he looks back on it all, watching for glimpses of sky through the swaying flap of his tent, it’s finally become clear to him that there was never another way for this to end.”

Prayers to Broken Stone** by avelera- ““Sleeping on a dragon’s hoard with greedy, dragonish thoughts in his heart, he had become a dragon himself.” – The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, by C.S. Lewis

Twisted by the effects of dragon sickness, Thorin banishes not only Bilbo but the entire company from Erebor. Days pass with no word from their missing leader and, fearing the effects the gold may have on the other dwarves, Bilbo decides to enter the mountain alone in search of Thorin.

What he finds may not be Thorin for much longer.

Or: In which dragon sickness is very, very literal, and Bilbo must save Thorin from himself.”

hands too small to hold it** by sparklyslug(slylilgoblin)- “the basic fact is that Bilbo doesn’t look as old as he should. Easy to forget when surrounded by those who live into their 300s during times of peace. But Gandalf has reminded them all, curse him. 

Because Thorin might survive the Battle of Five Armies, and Bilbo might stay in Erebor. But eventually the ring must be dealt with. Much as Thorin doesn’t want it to be.”

An Ode to Broken Things by wizards_pupil- “ “Thorin, I have a weak heart. It has trouble pumping enough blood through my body. That’s why I’m always so low on energy. And…” Bilbo swallowed, forcibly keeping his eyes on the flickering flames. Thorin wasn’t moving by his side. “And it’s failing. There are healers in Greenwood who have gifts for mending hearts, but there isn’t much chance it will work. I haven’t been very responsive to any other methods, and… Well… I don’t have very long.” Bilbo dropped his eyes to his hands. He’d ripped the four-leaf clover Bofur had given him. It seemed horribly symbolic of his life.

Headed to Greenwood to see the healer Thranduil, Bilbo Baggins and Gandalf the Grey hitch a ride with thirteen dwarves headed to Erebor.

Bilbo had hoped it would be like the adventures he read. That there would be orcs, sword fights, torture, revenge, trolls, chases, or escapes.

He had never expected miracles or true love.”

Skin-Gold by Tawabids-“Bilbo gives a little laugh. “I thought it was a… a story for children. ‘Don’t strike a good fellow in anger’, my mother used to say,” he clears his throat and steps closer to Thorin, “because those who die badly will return until they have taken their revenge. They will return as dragons, and dragons have keen eyes, and will always find you no matter where you hide.”

In the end, dragons are more useful in a battle than hobbits - but you have to lose one to get the other.“

But I Will Hold(As Long As You Like)** by scarecrowqueen- "Circumstances had not allowed him time to address his failures as both King and friend to the Hobbit that had been as stalwart and courageous as any dwarf who’d ever stood by him. Without the chance to speak his apologies to the burglar in life, Thorin had settled for carving them into the casket itself; the Khuzdul runes pressing forever into Bilbo’s small back as if to write his penitence onto the Hobbit’s very bones in death. It feels like a hopeless gesture, however sincere it had been; after all, what use at all were words carved in stone to the dead?

Bilbo dies in the Battle of Five Armies. The Durin’s live. All the regret in the world won’t keep the dead resting peacefully though, as Thorin is soon to learn.”

Smoke In The Night by authoressjean-“"It was funny, he mused. He had fourteen guests, fourteen old and dear friends, and yet he’d never felt so lonely before in his life.”

Bilbo wakes to a time and place he had never expected to see, or live, again, with familiar faces that hold no memory of him. All the lies ahead of him is the choice: to go with them on the journey only he knows of, or to stay in Hobbiton and try to find a different life. One without the dwarf who doesn’t remember their friendship, their affections.

Bilbo’s had harder choices to make before. He’s certain of it. But none seem harder than this choice he has to make now.


Burning with a Magnificent Madness** by EmilianaDarling-"Thorin’s madness had been like a dam bursting; fast and brutal and incomprehensible, like water rushing out and devastating everything in its path.

For Bilbo, it’s more like a slow trickle over the course of a lifetime. Out of sight and out of mind - and almost imperceptible until he’s already drowning”

A Fertile Garden** by Salvia_G-“Thorin loses his dignity, gaining something more valuable in the process. Bilbo waxes lyrical about peaches, among other things.”

This ain’t no night to be on your own** by muse_at_dawn-“Based on a prompt: Bilbo rides Thorin while being invisible and Thorin doesn’t know about the ring and doesn’t understand the fuck’s happening. But he likes it." (note: don’t judge this one by the description. it sounds like a cracky smutty thing, but it’s actually beautifully written angst and smut. read it and you’ll see what i mean.)

Grasshopper by shinigami714- "Hobbits are one of the softer creatures of Middle Earth. They have no qualms with their emotions and enjoy the simple things in life, like romance and love. Dwarven customs differ greatly, their emotions often kept on the inside. What happens when the two mix?”


Well that hurt. Now, let’s let our gay shorties be happy for a while. Here’s the feel-good kind of stories.

Making Amends** by Winter_of_our_discontent-“Hobbits place great value on social harmony. In fact, they’ve developed some… unique… cultural practices to help everyone get along.

Of course, no one told Thorin Oakenshield that.”

Before I Stumble Homeward by lacking- “In which Thorin is left slightly more injured after his confrontation with Azog. The fever sets in, the journey continues on, and a bond is formed.”

Firmament by Lee_Whimsy- “Bilbo, more or less by accident, had become a collector of rings. Gollum’s ring he kept in his pocket, safely hidden away, but another he wore—never mind that it was far too large, and always slipping off his finger.

“It suits you,” Thorin said, and took Bilbo’s hands in his. “There. Now you hold all that is dear to me.””

Hazy Shades of Summer** by Chamelaucium-“Bilbo made a soft noise as he brought his hand up to his mouth - if Thorin hadn’t known better he’d have said he was stifling a laugh - and stared at Thorin in amusement. ‘You don’t know…’

Thorin stiffened and tried to look haughty, although the effect was rather ruined by the crimson blush gracing his cheeks. 'Don’t know what, burglar?’

Bilbo didn’t even seem upset by the use of 'burglar’ again. Instead he - he laughed! Thorin couldn’t deny that he enjoyed the sound of that laugh very much - too much - but he maintained his stony composure as Bilbo’s shoulders shook in suppressed mirth.

'You didn’t… You didn’t hear about hobbits,’ he said.

'I don’t believe there’s much to hear.’

Of course, that is where Thorin was completely wrong.”

Gargalesis by aurorealis-“"Dwarves aren’t ticklish at all but Hobbits are really ticklish. Thorin finds out and proceeds to tickle Bilbo until he’s wheezing and crying with laughter. ”“

On The Pull by Heyerette-"While in Lake-Town, Thorin acquires an injury that forces him to stay in bed. Making him remain in the same is a task not for the faint-hearted.”

The Sound of the Deep Ground by Amledo-“While on the journey, Bilbo becomes increasingly annoyed that the Dwarves seem to ignore him or talk like he isn’t there. What he doesn’t know is that he shouldn’t be able to hear them and that his strange attraction to Thorin has something to do with it. Contains Thilbo and Fili/Kili”

Our lives to Make by ShaneAndrew-“Bilbo must venture the long road back to the Shire to see his newborn nephew, leaving Thorin to rule over Erebor. But when word reaches him mid-travel that Frodo has been orphaned, he knows he cannot go back to the Lonely Mountain alone.

What will Thorin say when Bilbo returns with his nephew in tow, when he’s lost his own kin so recently?”

Riddle Me This** by redcarrigan-“Bilbo loves riddles, Thorin hates games.”

By the fire** by Comedia-“Bilbo is appropriately surprised the first time Thorin sits down next to him by the fire, but as time passes it becomes a habit for them. Always sitting together, often smoking, they spend many nights talking about everything from Bilbo’s gardening to dwarvish tattoos. While not being entirely aware of it themselves, their relationship slowly but steadily changes.”


Time for some hobbit on dwarf action, don’t y'all think? Here’s smut!

Planted a Seed by diemarysues-“Thorin put his mouth close to Bilbo’s ear. “My plans involve pressing you down onto the green grass, with your heels on my shoulders and my fingers in your –””

Out for Tea** by evek- “Prompt: Thorin is a CEO, Bilbo an intern, a very cute and distracting intern. The two have worked in the same office building for 6 years, and Thorin is sexually frustrated because Bilbo obliviously flirts with Thorin, not even realizing the effect he is having on the older man. So, after one meeting, Thorin has had enough and bends Bilbo over the desk and smut.”

Footfalls by emmyxogast-“From the kink meme, the prompt requested femslash/genderbender

Or alternatively, fem!Thorin not being able to resist fem!Bilbo with her curly hair and soft curves.”

I’m Not a Burglar, You’re Not a Whore(wip) by clearbluewater- “What if Thorin was first instead of last to Bag End? And what if Bilbo had been expecting someone completely different?

Bilbo Baggins may be a bachelor, but he still has needs. He has been corresponding with someone from Bree, and they have arranged a meeting at Bag End. Only when Bilbo opens the door, he hadn’t thought his partner was a dwarf. Or quite so handsome.

Or, that one where Bilbo mistakes Thorin for his hookup and Thorin isn’t quite sure what to make of his prospective burglar propositioning him for sex. Misunderstandings are had, hair beads are lost, and Gandalf is left wondering how those two could fuck things up quite so badly before the quest even starts.”

Ori tells a story** by sra_danvers-“Thorin hired Ori as fanfiction scribe for the Company; fanfic to be read aloud at the fireside as entertainment on the journey. Bilbo’s interpretation of scribe is rather different & far more traditional, so he is initially scandalised & ultimately titillated as the fics are read out. Especially as the quest progresses & he becomes the subject of more than a few of Ori’s stories!”(the title and the description are a bit decieving, but this has one of the hottest pieces of smut in the fandom)

Terms and Conditions by clawswrites-“In which, Bilbo is expected to please Thorin and, although unexpected, he can’t say he’s completely unaffected by the turn of events. Bagginsheild smut. AU.

In reflection, Bilbo Baggins knew he probably should have read the small print of his contract. At the time, he had been completely distracted by the list of injuries that he may or may not receive by participating in this adventure. Any reasonable hobbit would be put off by the word ‘incineration’, so he really couldn’t be blamed.”


These are just what they say. AU. Brilliant, wonderful AU.

Adventures, and how to Pen them by evilnira-“AU/ Bilbo Baggins is a wealthy writer who’s only adventures have been the books he’s penned. Perturbed his friend only writes tales of adventure, Gandalf decides a little meddling is in order. Thorin Oakenshield is brought into the picture, a renowned traveler and photographer, has lived the adventures Bilbo could only imagine and wants nothing more that one of his own to be written. Now the only thing stopping a good Adventure is the small part about travelling the world for it, and Bilbo absolutely refuses the preposterous idea… well, if he did, there wouldn’t be a story, would there?”

The Fairy tale killer by silverneko9lives0-“When little girls start dying in what appears to be unrelated accidents and murders, the last thing Seattle PD expected was to be recruited in a task force with FBI Agent William “Bilbo” Baggins who claims that the murders are done by the Fairy Tale Killer.”

How the West Was Won and Where it got us by stickman-“Bilbo is a harried 1st year British literature Ph.D. (early 20th century fiction) who happens to have an interest in spatial narrative structures, a lack of time-management skills, and a tiny apartment with a lot of books and very little furniture. He’s stressed, always, and doesn’t quite know where he belongs. He tells himself that really, this is, in fact, what he wants to be doing. But sometimes, as much as he loves books, he gets an urge to do something with his hands.

Thorin is a disgruntled M.Arch. 1 in his last year who can’t be arsed to shave and frightens his students, and, frankly, his profs, but his work is top-notch so no one can really say much. They can, however, bully him into running a hands-on design workshop on Saturday mornings, which is complete crap, because he’s used to drinking his Friday nights into oblivion so showing up at Milstein at 7:45 the next morning and trying to teach in a room of wall-to-wall windows as the sun rises is not at the top of his list. Besides, no one ever shows up.

Except one morning, someone does.”

Pride and Prejudice(or, the wooing of Bilbo Baggins) by clockworkgirl1221-“What if The Hobbit was really an early 19th century romance novel?

Or, The Hobbit meets Pride and Prejudice.”

Bordeline Harassement, probably** by lindoreda-“Thorin is the most exciting thing to happen to Bilbo in a long time, and all he does is sit in the library and read. But it takes a special kind of person to tackle The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, and Bilbo is determined to find out how special.”

You’re the only thing I want to see by authoressjean-“You’d think after dating someone for two years you’d know almost everything about them.

And then Bilbo finds out that his boyfriend, multi-millionaire author extraordinaire, has glasses. Thorin wears glasses.

And it’s a very appealing image.”

Beard wars by Bernie_N-““I kissed him! I touched his beard- oh my God.”
Bilbo’s in a bit of a daze.
“What was it like?” Bard asks, looking morbidly curious about the whole thing.
“It was so soft, Bard. Like cotton!” Bilbo can’t even cope with this right now.”

Durin’s league** by hobbitgrl-“When the mysterious Durin’s League takes the national spotlight in the battle against the super-powered villains of the Smaug Corporation Bilbo Baggins doesn’t think much of it. At least not until Thorin Oakenshield crashes through her living room wall and Gandalf tells her she’s their only hope.”

idylls of the king by tuesdaymoon-“written for a prompt on hobbit_kink: Thorin a single parent/uncle, Bilbo babysits. Fili and Kili are a handful. Essentially NANNY AU where Thorin is a perturbed Detective Inspector navigating through life.”

A Spoonful of Sugar by Bernie_N-“Thorin the baker may or may not have fallen in love with the golden-haired man who walks past his store each morning.”

An Unexpected Proposal** by Eareniel-“As Bilbo sat smoking in his empty hobbit hole, he couldn’t help but wonder – when did his life become so boring? Or better yet – when did his old life stop being enough?

He suspected the answer to that question lay somewhere around the time when he had refused Thorin Oakenshield’s offer of marriage.”


hope you guys like this list, took me forever to make(though not as long as writing the fics, i’d reckon. fanfic authors are amazing)

this one is less categorized than the last list, and the reason for this is because i have lots of things to do, and am really busy, so it’s a bit more rushed than the last time. so sorry.

The Kind Queen of Mirkwood (Part 2)

Pairing: Thranduil x wife

Summary: Thranduil’s wife appears just before the Battle of the Five Armies in an attempt to talk him out of declaring war.

Inspired by something I saw with the idea that Thranduil’s wife could be the complete opposite of him.

Part 1

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

                Sileveth made her way to the camp that the King had set up near the lonely mountain. Though Thranduil made it extremely clear that he didn’t want her near the front lines, she knew that the only chance she had on deterring him from battle was to put herself in the center of it. She had ridden a large white doe out of Mirkwood, which made a quick pace to the fallen city of Dale. She knew that her husband was growing restless, and it didn’t take a genius to know that the dwarves would refuse to hand over the white jewels to Thranduil.

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Little bunny

Based on: imagine 1, imagine 2 and imagine 3 from @middle-earth-imagines + imagine 4 from @imaginexhobbit.

I would like to dedicate this to the lovely @pureimagination01! Have some Bilbo-goodness!…. I had to write this…..

Originally posted by loriendesse

There he was, again. At first you had thought the Hobbit had got lost but now you were quite sure he was following you.

Everything had started some hours before.

Before starting an apparently very serious and private conversation with the Wizard, Lord Elrond had designated you to show the other uncommon guests their chambers: thirteen Dwarves and a Halfling were definitely uncommon but life in Rivendell could be a bit boring sometimes, so a little change was well-accepted. Besides, you had always been quite curious towards other races, even though you knew how much Dwarves despised Elves and it’d been clear from the very beginning that their arrival in Imladris wasn’t planned, at least not by them. You knew that Gandalf the Grey was Lord Elrond’s friend, so the real “news” was the little Halfling; nobody had seemed to pay much attention to him, not even his companions, so you didn’t know his name, you only knew that he looked bewildered and adorable.

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Title: Touch the Butts Hobbit Edition— Shield

 Summary: You were a simple office worker, until a twist of fate sends you tumbling into Middle Earth and into the Company of Thorin Oakenshield.  You don’t know what to expect, you don’t know if you will survive, but you have this feeling that there is a great love story in the making.  But who will be the one you are destined to be with?  Make your choice and Touch the Butts.  

 Warnings: Danger. Violence. Mild Injury. Language. Shit goes down.

 Start at the Beginning

Originally posted by tolkiencraft

If someone had asked you, and you had to answer honestly or die, you would admit…you had favorites among the dwarves, but favorites in different ways.  

If you were looking at your favorites through the eyes of family, then it would be Balin, Oin, and Dori.  The three of them had become a mixture of grandfather (because of the white hair), father, and weird uncle all at once.  Anytime you needed comfort, or someone to talk to, they were always there…well…except for Oin.  You couldn’t really talk to him as his hearing seemed to get worse as the travels went along.  The highlight of misunderstanding was when you were complaining about Thorin looking at you like you had a fifth head and you had said ‘I’m trying my best’, which had been apparently transformed to ‘I like my breasts’.  

Damn Oin.

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So…I finally finished them!

All thirteen dwarves (+1) are done and ready to be posted. I want to thank everyone for the incredible amount of support and love this project received so far, I’m so grateful and happy, you have no idea.

That said, tomorrow I’ll post the first of the fourteen drawings I did, I’ll post one every three days and I’m asking you *points at screen, uncle Sam hat appears on my head* to decide in which order you’d like to see them.

The way you can do it is by reblogging this post and writing where you want (in the tags too if you feel shy) which one of the dwarves you’d like to see next.  

Once the next drawing is posted the process is always the same, reblog that drawing and vote for the dwarf you want to see next and so on.

I’m putting a lot of effort in this project so that you’ll have the best, helping me spread my art and this whole work would give me so much joy (and grant you a place in heaven <3).

Thank you again for your support, let me know if you want to be tagged when I post the drawings, I’m creating a tag list right now! :)

Gandalf! Tea! Wednesday!

On this day, Wednesday, 26 April 2941 T. A., Bag-end was invaded by thirteen Dwarves and one Istar who requested Mr. Bilbo Baggins, Esq., to apply for a vacant position as master-thief.
(An Unexpected Party. Illustration by Horus Engels, Wolfsburg (Germany), 1957)

According to the computations presented in the companon volume “The Moon in ‘The Hobbit’”, there was a new moon that night.

Like A Wildflower - Part 2

Originally posted by bilboxbgns

Summary: You and your sister join the Company of Thorin Oakenshield. You feel yourself slowly falling in love with Fili but you’re way too stubborn to admit it.

Requested by: @bacylle

Chapter Summary: You and Fili get to know each other better. Fili falls in love with you. The journey begins.

Pairing: Fili x Reader

Word Count: 1,336

Kili found Fili standing on a nearby balcony, leaning against the railing. He was busy glancing into the distance that he didn’t notice his brother approaching.

“Fee, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be sitting next to the oh-so-beautiful lady that you admire so much?“ Kili joked and punched his older brothers shoulder playfully.

Fili couldn’t contain a small chuckle at the choice of Kili’s words. “Very funny.”

“No, but really. What’s wrong, brother? You should join the rest of the company.” Kili asked, now a bit more serious.

“Nothing is wrong. It’s just that I needed some time alone, after months of traveling with 12 other dwarves. That’s all.” Fili answered but he knew that that wasn’t the entire truth. His mind was repeatedly drifting back to you and the way your eyes twinkled when you looked at him.

He didn’t even notice the look Kili was giving him in that moment. His younger brother knew that there was more behind it than just the need of some alone time. Fili has never complained about traveling with the other dwarves. But now, that he met you, he was acting different.

“Also,” Fili continued, with a stronger tone now, “Y/n and you seemed to be having a really good time together. And I didn’t want to interrupt you.” He looked straight ahead and purposely ignored Kili’s changing expressions.

“I knew it!” Kili exclaimed loudly and pointed an accusing finger at his brother. “So this is about y/n!”

“No! I just felt like the third wheel and, as I said, I didn’t want to interrupt the little staring competition the two of you had going on there.”

“You interrupted us the second you stormed off.” Kili laughed, obviously taking nothing Fili had previously said serious.

Fili rolled his eyes, getting annoyed by his brothers behaviour. “We should head back.” he suggested just so Kili would stop teasing him.

“Good idea.”

With that, the two young dwarves returned to the company.

Both of them were quite disappointed when they saw, that you weren’t sitting on your original spot anymore. You now sat beside Bofur who was telling jokes and making you laugh.

Fili didn’t know why, but he started to feel angry, seeing you spending time with another dwarf and laughing at his jokes. He felt a sting in his chest, as if his heart was trying to tell him something. If only you would be so happy around him.

“It hurts to see that you replaced us so easily, y/n.” Kili exclaimed all of a sudden, which made Fili realise that he had been standing there and staring at you the whole time.

Kili approached you, smiling, and sat down beside you.

“It was your own fault, really. You left me in the first place.” you answered, grinning.

“If my bitter brother wouldn’t have left, I would have stayed, just so you know.” Kili told you and turned around to give Fili a teasing smile.

“So technically, it is all Fili’s fault.” you laughed and turned your head as well to look at the older Durin brother.

You gave Fili a playful smile and motioned your hand for him to join you. Kili moved over so Fili could sit with you as well.

Fili was very thankful for that gesture, as he returned the smile and squeezed himself between you and his brother.

Everyone around you continued with their conversations. Some dwarves were talking about their families back home, others were simply complaining about the Elvish food. The only one who seemed to be a little absent was Fili.

You playfully nudged him into his side. “Is everything alright?”

Fili turned his head to look at you. That was the first time he looked you straight in the eyes with such a small distance between the two of you. His eyes drifted to your lips, than back up to your eyes. Fili took in every single detail of your face. And, as corny as that may sound, it took his breath away.

He had never seen a more beautiful face before, and, as hard as he tried, he couldn’t look away.

“Fili?” you asked him and waved your hand in front of his face.

Fili shook his head and blinked a few times, before he straightened his back and looked back at you. “Yes, I-uh… I’m sorry, what did you say?”

You chuckled. “I asked if everything is alright with you. You seem to be a little absent tonight. Is that normal?“

He laughed nervously. “Yes, I mean no, I mean- yes, I am alright and no that’s not normal, I don’t think. Believe it or not, I’m usually pretty good at making conversation” Fili joked now.

“No, you’re right. I don’t believe it.” you said and smiled at him.

Fili really enjoyed talking to you and didn’t want to mess it up.

“So, uhm, you said Marigold is your sister?” he tried to keep the conversation going.

“Yes,” you nodded your head, “twins, to be exact.”

“Twins? Really? You don’t look much alike, if I may say.”

“We get that a lot. I come after my father and Mari comes more after our mother.” you told him. Your mind was drifting home for a second.

“It is the same with me and Kili. I look like our Adad and he looks like our Amad. At least that’s what everyone tells us.”

“I knew Kili had something feminine about him.” you whispered so Kili, who was still sitting beside his older brother, wouldn’t hear it.

Fili laughed in response. He was truly proud of himself that he could have such a good conversation with you, without staring at your face for too long, even though it was pretty hard.

Suddenly everyone went silent. Thorin and Gandalf returned. Thorin didn’t look too happy. You wondered if he ever smiled. Gandalf, though, had a satisfied smile on his face.

“Go to bed now!” the Dwarven king ordered. He then looked at you and your sister. “You too.” he mumbled and turned around.

That must have been Thorin’s way of saying “Welcome to the Company!”.

“Friendly as always.” you mumbled under your breath. You were happy nevertheless.

“I wonder what they’ve been talking about all this time.” Kili said as he got up. “Good night, y/n. May you have the sweetest of all dreams.” he told you and gave you his signature teasing grin.

“Good night Kili. May you get bit by every single bed bug in Rivendell while you’re asleep.” you laughed. Kili nudged you playfully before he disappeared into one of the Elven chambers.

“Sleep well.” Fili said and followed his brother.

“You too!” you shouted before you couldn’t see him anymore. He turned around one more time and smiled at you before he closed the door behind him.

You quickly made your way to your room, which you shared with your sister, and started packing your bags.

“I’m so excited!” Mari squealed and shook your arm.

“Yes me too. But we should get ready for bed now, don’t you think? I have a feeling we will have to get up early tomorrow.”

Mari nodded and started to put on her nightgown.

Only a few minutes later the two of you layed in your beds and were already fast asleep.


“Did you girls sleep well?” Bofur asked, when you and Mari approached the dwarves.

They already stood by the entrance of Rivendell, packed with bags, ready to leave.

“We did, thanks for asking.” your sister answered. When you spottet Fili and Kili, who were both talking to Thorin at that moment, you couldn’t contain a smile forming on your lips.

You really liked both of them. Kili, being kind of immature and confident, and Fili, being sweet and acting a little more shy around you.

“Which one?” Mari asked you all of a sudden. She had noticed you looking at the two brothers.

“What?” you looked at her confused.

“Don’t act all innocent. You spent the whole evening with them yesterday. Tell me, which one do you think is cuter?”

If you would have had something to drink at this moment, you sure wold have spat it right out again.

“No, no, no, you don’t understand. We’re just friends, nothing more.” you assured. You felt your face getting hot.

“If you don’t want them, then I’ll take them.” Mari said and winked at you.

You wanted to respond, but you got interrupted by Thorin, who was approaching you two, his nephews walking behind him.

“I need you to sign this.” he said and shoved a quill and a large piece of parchment paper into your hands. You pretended to read the, what turned out to be a contract, and quickly signed it. After Mari had signed as well you returned the contract to Thorin, who handed it over to Balin.

“We move on!” Thorin shouted, so everyone would hear it. With that, the company, consisting of thirteen dwarves and three hobbits, left Rivendell.

“Wait, where is Gandalf?” Bilbo asked and looked around. You didn’t even notice that the wizard was missing.

“He will join us soon enough.” Thorin answered coldly, without looking at the hobbit.

You walked at the very end of the group. It didn’t take long for Fili and Kili to join you

“Do you already regret leaving Rivendell?” Fili asked and searched for your eyes.

You looked at him and smiled. “Not one bit.”

But that would change very soon…

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The Dúnedan and The Prince (Part 1)

Author’s Note: Hello everyone! I am very excited to share this with you. There are two important notes I would like you to be aware of: I have edited this piece as much as I am able to, so if you see any errors PLEASE let me know. Secondly, for future reference, the Reader is called ‘Aradel’ not because it is her name, as Y/N will be used eventually, but it is the name the Reader will be known as for a short time. As always feedback is greatly appreciated, as I am fairly new to writing Thorin. I try my best by studying his character to understand his patterns and his personality, and how he would do or say something.

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Summary: Per request by Gandalf the Grey, you join the Company to the Lonely Mountains to reclaim Erebor from the dragon Smaug. Unfortunately, you don’t get along with Thorin quite well…

Word Count: 2470

Pairing: Thorin x Reader

Originally posted by emilythelotrfan

The crisp Autumn air felt refreshing on your lungs. A breeze swept through, billowing your dark hair around your face, and you had to pull the green leather hood over your head to shield away from the wind. Your feet carried you up the stone trail as if you knew the way, though it was unfamiliar. At a quick glance you assessed they have never known the dangers of the world. As it should be, you thought. Shaking your head, you returned your attention to the road. It was not long before you came to one Hobbit home in particular, the rune symbol etched on the door a confirmation of your destination. You raised a hand and knocked three times, and waited. The wait was very brief before the door opened, revealing Gandalf himself. Standing next to him was a Hobbit, craning his head to look up at you in mild surprise.

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Of Dwarves and Textbooks

Based on:

The night had been a sleepless one and you stifled another yawn as you struggled to balance the half-dozen textbooks in your arms. You had no way of maneuvering yourself to look at your watch but you were certain you would be late. An idea which made your nerves flurry as you had never been less than early in your life.

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TTB -- A Warrior’s Welcome Home

Title: Touch the Butts Hobbit Edition— A Warrior’s Welcome Home    

 Summary: You were a simple office worker, until a twist of fate sends you tumbling into Middle Earth and into the Company of Thorin Oakenshield.  You don’t know what to expect, you don’t know if you will survive, but you have this feeling that there is a great love story in the making.  But who will be the one you are destined to be with?  Make your choice and Touch the Butts.  

 Warnings: Language.  Angst.  Fluff. Possible Injury due to excitement.

 Start From the Beginning

Originally posted by ladyoflaketownimagines

“No…no…” You whimpered to yourself as you looked out over the battlefield.  Thorin had broken free from his madness, the dwarves had rallied, and out they went on the battlefield.  After much argument, and a threat from Nori to tie you up, you were told to stay in Erebor.

So, you wished all of them well, giving them hugs and making them all promise to return. For Dwalin, you pulled him aside and told him you would melt down his axes and make them into flowers if he died out there.  He only huffed out what could have been a laugh and turned towards the battle.  

You walked (ran) up to the overlook after they left.  You wanted to keep an eye on your friends, but the problem was, once they mixed with everyone, it was hard to keep track of them.

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The Cute Warrior

Summary: You may be a cute hobbit, but you were also a warrior.

Pairing: None

Words: 799

Requested by:  @disneymarinaHello may I have a request please where the reader is a hobbit and the company saying how cute she is but the reader prove to them that she not cute she a warrior. Thank you:)

Master Lists: Drabbles/Imagines, and Completed Series

Author’s Note: I was tempted not to write this because I already wrote an entire series to this request before it was even made.

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