The Hobbit - Starlight and StoriesThe rock seemed to have a personal vendetta against him.More Like This
Bilbo muffled a low groan in the leather of his rucksack – temporarily utilised as a pillow – and wriggled slightly, attempting to find a comfortable position. It was no good however, no matter which way he shifted the rock on which he lay refused to relinquish its crusade to become one with his spleen.
Sighing, Bilbo sat up and rubbed his face. The rocky terrain leading up to the Misty Mountains was so uncomfortable that virtually all of the company had decided to just power through it. The only ones capable of sleep were Bombur and Bifur, Bombur because his great size meant that he felt the insistent pressure of the stony ground far less than everyone else and Bifur because . . . well, he was Bifur.
“You’lright there Bilbo?” Bofur asked vaguely, from where he sat next to the Hobbit.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Bilbo lied. He was reluctant to complain. There was nothing anyone could do and e
The Hobbit: TUH Ch. 6Chapter Six: Rain and Salvation.More Like This
What luck to have Mr. Gray arrive at such a crucial moment. The massive campfire was quickly extinguished and the sweating dwarves were relieved of their confinement. Gloin fretted over his beard, so worried the fire singed it. Fili had hurried over towards Kili as soon as he could to help his sister out of the bag she was in. To his horror, Kili was without her metallic leg and immediately started to look for it. Kili mentioned she was not in a hurry, especially when she nearly shouted the fact that her brother was lightly burned. The concern the two had for each other was touching indeed, which caused Bilbi to grin in relief. Oin was helping Nori straighten his painfully crooked spine, a process that raised quite the alarm; Nori’s yell caused Dori and Ori to come to his side immediately. Bifur and Bofur were busy to help poor Bombur back onto his feet, for he could not find the balance at the moment.
Bagginshield: Moments Captured in Travel (Ch. I)The first time Thorin saw the Hobbit, he knew he would be a liability. As much as the Dwarf trusted Gandalf, there was an innocence in the little creature's eyes that could not be ignored. It only took a glance for him to know that this Bilbo Baggins was no burglar. Most likely, the Hobbit had never lifted a weapon in his life; he was ill suited to the rough conditions that this quest would no doubt yield. As such, Thorin wasted no effort hiding his contempt at Gandalf's choice. There was no possible way this small, comfortable being could take his place as a member of the Dwarven Company. He was no warrior; it was obvious that he would be nothing but a burden. And to think that the Wizard would risk the life of such an innocent creature in a battle that was not his to fight— the Dwarf King was nothing short of disgusted.More Like This
Thorin's mistrust and fury at the situation lasted through the first leg of their journey. By the time his company fell prey to the Great Goblin, his frustration a
The dream (1/2)At morning's first light, Bofur, who had replaced Gandalf few hours ago, started waking our companions up.More Like This
That was the rule : we must wake up early so we could reach Erebor in time.
But Bofur did not have to wake me up, i couldn't close my eyes this night.
My last dream was pursuing me and i spent all my time in resolving its mysterious signification.
Although a part of me had strongly wanted to sleep again to see the end of the dream, i was throwing these insane thoughts out of my mind, as hard as i could.
That wasn't decent to get into those kind of thoughts, this dream was clearly a non-sense ! How did I come to this ?
Hour by hour, I had managed to convince myself that i was just in these crazy and absurd dreams like the ones which make you flying above the clouds sit on a chair...
But those lies weren't persuasive enough, a little voice constantly asking me "Why did you respond to his kiss ?".
This question reminded me the sensations i had felt when i was asleep, flowing through
Secret desires Ch1It was already dark by the time that we stopped walking that day. It had been a little more than two weeks since we had departed from Bag End towards our destiny, and while we had advanced a lot, it still wasn't nearly enough. That was easy to see for even someone like me who had never strayed too far from The Shire. As I laid down on the floor, trying to get some sleep on the cold earth, from which I was barely shielded by the piece of cloth that I was laying on, my thoughts wondered to the other dwarves, to my companions. They all had such ability that it was admiring, shocking and saddening for someone like me, who had none of such kind of abilities. I knew how to go unnoticed, but that was hardly comparable to know how to use a weapon expertly.More Like This
It was a thought that had haunted me ever since we had departed and started the adventure. I was just a hobbit, no real smuggler and of no real use to the company or to Thorin. They, however, were the complete opposite. What would the compan
Most TreasuredBilbo wasn’t sure what would happen when Thorin found out what he'd done. He was hoping – hoping desperately – that the King under the Mountain would at least listen to his reasoning for his actions. If not, then, well, there wouldn’t be much left of him. Thorin, when truly enraged, was even fiercer than Smaug.More Like This
But Bilbo could not bear to see the ferocious lust for life in the eyes of Durin’s heir fade any further. He could not bear to watch idly as gold sickness destroyed everything Thorin and Company had worked and fought so hard for.
So he had taken the Arkenstone he had so carefully hidden from the dwarves and given it away.
The words he had spoken upon revealing the stone to Bard and Thranduil were true, but the truth of them ripped at his heart.
“This is the Arkenstone of Thrain, the Heart of the Mountain,” he had said, holding it up for their inspection, “And it is also the heart of Thorin. He values it above a river of g
SleepMore Like This
AN: I was about to go to bed at 1 in the morning when I thought of this. Just a cute little fluff drabble, and the first K+ story I've ever written, and the first story under 1k words. Yay for me!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own LOTR of the Hobbit. Bless J.R.R Tolkien's heart for giving us fangirls such a wonder fandom to worship! ;D
Finally, the day had come. They would no longer be sitting on logs for chairs, using the ground for sleeping or using the woods as a bathroom. Actual handkerchiefs could be used for running noses, their filthy clothes could be washed as well as their grimy, dirt-laden skin.
The day had come were they could stay at an inn, and they all reveled in the fact. A certain Hobbit more than the others.
Gods, how I've waited for this day! Bilbo thought as they checked in and were shown to their rooms. He got his very own Hobbit sized chamber, with a feather-down bed, a pail for washing his face and a small fireplace.
He met his fel
Never Been So WrongMore Like This
AN: I recently started reading all of these really awesome Thilbo Bagginshield fics, and I have to say, the couple kind of freaked me out at first. I just couldn't imagine them being together, but after reading twenty-something stories about them and seeing the movie seven times (yes, I have actually seen it seven times) I ship them hard. So I decided to write a fic about them, since I love yaoi and have written several yaoi stories before.
And I know Bilbo is supposed to be 50 in the book/movie universe, but that's a bit weird for me, since Hobbit's live as long as humans do. So just pretend he's twenty or something.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Hobbit or any of J.R.R Tolkien's stuff.
At first, all he thought of was the Shire. Of his soft, feather-down bed; his warm hearth, stocked pantry and never-ending supply of South Farthing pipe weed. All the pleasures of home were sorely missed, constantly calling for him to turn back and abandon his quest and h
ShiveringI only noticed the absence of the hobbit from around the campfire once Bombur had finished preparing dinner. I had been silently staring at the red fire that had been heating the food, deep in thought, and had only been brought back to the real world when I had been given a bowl of soup by Kili.More Like This
"Uncle" He said as he handed it to me.
I silently thanked him and looked around, immediately looking around at the others, who were laughing and joking whilst eating dinner. Gandalf, Kili Fili, Bofur, Bofur, Bombur… they were all here, all except the Halfling. I started looking around, searching for him. Ever since what had happened a few days ago, him saying the why he hadn't gone back to his home and him saving me, I had been paying more attention to him and been more friendly towards him. Our relationship was changing, and that was evident for all. I couldn't help but to regret the way in which I had treated him before, and it almost was as if something inside me wanted to change that for so
Baggenshield cuteness!You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!More Like This
You and the stranger both like Bagginshield.
Stranger: well hello
You: Hi there :3c
Stranger: how are you?
You: Well, I am just fine, how are you?
Stranger: thanks, I'm fine, too
You: Awesome, would oyu like to roleplay with me?
Stranger: Yeah well I'm not the most talented roleplayer, but why not!
You've got any plot idea?
You: Hm... I'm just sort of a, I throw out a starter and the plot goes from there...
Stranger: sounds good!
You: Alright, I got this..))
Bilbo was looking around the camp sight with a soft sigh, trying to get some sleep, while staying warm. It was raning, and even under the cover of the trees, water was soaking them to the bone. He sighed softly and closed his eyes again, huddling up under his thin blanket, which was, of course, also soaked.
Stranger: It was one of those moments, when he again started to ask himself why he did join the dwarves on their journey. Bilbo often missed his nice, warm hobb
Finding Home Chapter II: A Second Journey BeginsChapter II: A Second Journey BeginsMore Like This
Bilbo awoke rather early and tiptoed her way to the kitchen. She grabbed some plates to set the table and began preparing food in hopes of surprising Fili and Kili with breakfast.
"Good morning," Kili said cheerfully, his baritone voice filling the small quiet kitchen.
Bilbo, who had had her back turned while trying on tip-toes to reach the nice plates on the top shelf, let out a squeak of surprise quickly caught her balance before turning to see the two brothers standing in the kitchen doorway with hands folded neatly behind their backs.
"We didn't mean to startle you," Fili said gently.
"No, no don't worry," Bilbo managed to say while composing herself.
"We brought you something."
Kili happily pulled out a lovely – though clumsily compiled – bouquet of flowers from behind his back which Bilbo immediately recognized as having come from her freshly planted garden. She tried to suppress a smile... Gaffer would be mad.
"We thought they cou
The Hobbit TUHThe Hobbit: The Unexpected HeistMore Like This
Summary: Bilbi Baggins is recruited into a situation that is considered as a “creative investigation.” In other words, to steal evidence and heirlooms from a corrupt Dragon Lord who had taken the wealth of Erebore for his own. She must travel with thirteen dwarves and a near-retired MI-5 Agent, cross-country in order to accomplish such a job.
Characters: Fem!Bilbo, Fem!Kili, Fem!Dwalin, Fem!Bofur, Fem!Dori
Thorin Oakenshielf, Fili, Balin, Bifur, Bombur, Oin, Gloin,
Nori and Ori.
Featured Pairings: Bilbi/Thorin, Ori/Bofur, Dori/Balin, some others may accidently happen.
Chapter One: An Old Friend plus Thirteen
There once was a Hobbit who lived in a humble apartment one level above the ground. It was rickety at best with windows that could barely shut or stay open. The stove would work three days out of the week with
His Frozen Heart ~ Thorin x Reader Chapter 13~ Flashback ~More Like This
“(F/N),” her father asked, scooping the young dwelf into his arms. “What are you doing home so early? I thought you and the young prince were going to play today.”
The dwarf closed the door behind him and showered his daughter with scratchy kisses, eliciting a high-pitched squeal and a peal of giggles, but as quickly as it came so it left as she shook her head, tossing her small braid about. “No. Thorin and his family are going to visit their khagun’s grave.”
“Must’ve been lonely then,” Simi sighed, pressing his forehead to hers. “You should have stopped by the armory then. I needed a few hands today.”
A long moment passed as they listened to the sounds of Erebor just beyond their front door. The marketplace was several floors down but it still roared with life. Merchants an
Thorin X Reader ~ The Dark Side ~ chapter 12You waited atlas the warm breeze flows through your (h/c) hair. Then you heard footsteps. You look behind you to see bilbo. "Hello miss (y/n). I'm sorry thorin said that. That was uncalled for." He was so sweet and he had manners. That's one reason you made sure you joined, so you can make sure he doesn't die or get hurt.More Like This
You smiled and shook your head. "No bilbo, you dont have to apologize for him. I'm fine really." He nodded and sat next to you. "So about the tall scary wolf man. How do you know him?" Bilbo asked and you laughed at his description of Beorn. You shook your head. "Yea what about the tall scary wolf man?" You and bilbo turned around and bilbo was frozen stiff.
"N-n-n-nothing s-s-sir j-just... um... y-your a-a-a g-great h-host th-thank y-you." Bilbo was freaking out scared to death poor hobbit. You laughed a bit and looked to Beorn he had a paste in his hands. "Bilbo he will only hurt you off you do something to make him want to. And also I won't allow it.. so calm down.
Thorin x Elf ReaderHe is insane for finding the arkenstone the sickness in this mountain is inside him which made you and the others worry about him he doesn't sleep he barely eats. You were an elf who was always loyal to him and his company you were the second captain guard in Mirkwood but eventually gave all of that because of helping them but that all changed. You were conversing with the halfling and he keeps asking about things that aren't so important except one "Y/N would it help if the arkenstone is with him"The halfling asked curiously you pursed your lips "I fear that it would make him worse Bilbo I suggest it remains lost"you answered softly yet coldly he seemed surprised but nodded anyway you felt Thorin's presence lingers longer as you talked but shrugged it off. The halfling later on excused himself you of course understood and let him go you started walking wondering out the broken but large boulders and stone halls of Erebor you settled down and sat onto a stone outside not far from the kMore Like This
Thorin X Reader ~ The Dark Side ~ chapter 2"Now tell me about yourself." He said with a calm yet stern voice. You glared at him though. "First you. What is your name, who are you and why did you save me?" You snapped which got a surprise reaction. "Well miss I am Gandalf the grey I am a wizard and I saved you because you will be useful in the future." You glared at him even more.More Like This
"How do you know what I will come of in the future?!" You snapped again. He had a glint of regret and fear in his eyes. "That is another story for another time... please tell me about yourself." He said trying to remain calm. You took a deep breath still not comfortable and trusting with the wizard. But you figured you would tell him.
"Well master Gandalf i am (y/n) (l/n) I was abducted by azog when I was young in the battle of Moria and watched him kill my father. He took me to the orc realm and I grew up calling him father and Bolg my brother. I learned to pull my own weight and fight. I was to young to remember the killing of my real father but when