Secret-fandom-stash - Whale Whale Whal

Matt Murdock’s little :[ frown has Kermit face scrunch energy, don’t change my mind about this

Bonus pictures with same energy:

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The original toxic yaoi

More family shenanigans...

You are change thorin. [bagginshield baby]

I colored it 👍 yay

It’s 2am idk

once again thinking about hobbit/dwarf cultural differences and I really like the idea of dwarves being all about actions speaking louder than words and are very physically affectionate with their friends and family and more generally casual touch/contact is very normal to them

Bilbo finds this out very quickly with all the initial pats on the shoulder/arm/back, which turn into arms slung over his shoulders, hugs, head pats, and a lot of casual leaning into him whether seated or standing up, as well as the various times the dwarf nearest him will quickly grab him and/or put themselves between him and any perceived danger - they're a mighty protective bunch considering they've only known Bilbo a few months

He thinks he's used to how touchy dwarves are until Thorin grabs his hand one day to assist/drag him across a rocky path through a river, and Bilbo is just about having a conniption fit at the romantic implications (from a hobbit perspective) meanwhile Thorin thinks absolutely nothing of it because from a dwarven perspective he has no reason to

I just joined the fandom, am I on the right track?

He pressed his hand to the earth to steady himself… but even that felt too alive.

There was nothing left to anchor him.

And still... he changed.

Thorin Oakenshield is no stranger to madness. He has seen it, heard it, lived it. Except now... now he feels it stirring within the stone, breathing, waiting in the corners of his mind. But he resists – for the sake of his people, his honor, and most of all, for his burglar. In the shadow of a mountain – and something darker still – Thorin tries to keep the sickness at bay, desperate to protect the hobbit who has become something far more precious than he ever intended. But the gold calls to him, the mountain whispers, and Bilbo… Bilbo shines too brightly to ignore.

Bilbo, ever brave and quietly brilliant, senses the change. He sees the cracks in Thorin's armor – the strain, the heat behind his gaze, the way his voice wavers, how his hands grip, hold, take. Still, Bilbo stays. He hopes.

But some reflections cannot be outrun.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64684168/chapters/166177087

Beautiful art by Toxic Nugget!