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I love drawing Hobbits with tails and funky ears and such.
But do you know what’s even better?
Writing it.
The most fun I’ve ever had is collecting all of the headcanons and canonical info and merging them together.
Hobbits are literally creatures and I adore it so much, like they’re big footed dudes that have five times the stomach capacity of a man, are immune to most toxins, literally migrated and hibernated.
Like come on, it’s so much fun.
Not me while writing The Royal Trios introduction scene, rubbing my hands together deviously as I big brain this shit.
“Dis is on Thorin’s right because she’s his ‘right hand’, while FRERIN is on BILBO’S RIGHT! AHAHAH IM A GENIUS!!! RAHHHHH!!!!”
Literally my internal dialogue, often.
I am going to make a semi official announcement on my in no way shape or form official Tumblr account.
Only because I need help.
My current fic has been going by the names ‘I Have Your Back’ or ‘I’ll Carry You’ for the five years it’s been in progress, but I’ve never been as happy with the name as my other fic (which I’ll discuss at a later date).
So I’ve come here to ask for advice or suggestions! As well as any ideas for the fic in general that you’d like to see played out.
And I know that context will be needed for the naming ideas, so here is a little sneak peak:
Chapter One: An Unexpected Party
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‘Damned Dwarves and damned Wizards’ was all that Bilbo could think as his mind reeled from the throwing of his mothers West-Farthing pottery, and the song that he seemed very rude indeed.
And now, with the three hard knocks on his beautiful, freshly painted door, Gandalf the Grey expects him to welcome more?
He followed complacently regardless, mostly to ensure no more damage was going to be done. Though he doubted these bastards would listen if he tried to stop them.
And goodness he’d tried.
As Dwarves crowded behind in each of the doorways, peeking out enthusiastically, Bilbo mentally prepared himself and prayed for the night to soon be over.
He watched Gandalf bend over and open his door with a wide smile… too happy for his liking.
And outside.
Stood three bloody Dwarves.
They stood in a lineup, looking bloody majestic, looking bloody handsome, looking… ARG! What was he thinking!
He was looking at three Dwarves, wearing the same thick cloaks that made them look massive, same fur lining underneath, even same oil black wavy hair and similar beards.
From eyes to stature, from face to clothing.
They were identical.
Each turned their heads and eyes to the old man greeting them, and they all smiled charmingly.
The one on Bilbo’s right lit up and grinned wider then his companions.
The left one smile fondly with tired eyes and head tilted up high.
Then the forefront and centre, turned his lowered head and smirked. Bowing his head slightly in some form of greeting.
“Gandalf,” his voice broke through the silence, before he took a step into the light, his comrades right behind him.
There was no way they weren’t related.
Now that they were in the light, Bilbo could see certain things clearer.
The head of the trio was certainly older, a couple of grey strands shone in the candle light from his mane of hair, accompanied by two thin braids on either side of his perfectly carved face, which bore more then his fair share of stress lines.
Lefty bore a single beard braid at the chin, alongside hair parted into two large braids. Mostly resembling the centre Dwarf in stature, expression and… well, everything except the greying hairs.
Righty was certainly the easiest to tell apart, he remained grinning as he stepped into the light , hair tied up in, what Bilbo could recall to be two bubble braids on either shoulder, there was the faintest of a scar that he could only see for moments turned in the right light that ran across his face and over his nose, accompanied by moustache braids similar to… what’s his name? Kili or Fili? Regardless, there were less signs of stress and age, his youth thoroughly shown in his bright, puppy-like expression.
“You’ll never believe why we were late,” the cheerful one had a chuckle in his voice.
The single beard braided one joined in grinning as the eldest scoffed and rolled his eyes. “We let Thorin lead the way.”
“We got lost only twice, this time.” Thorin swung off his cloak in a fluid motion.
“Good thing Dis has an eye for detail,” bubble braid snorted. “Surely that mark was yours.” He questioned Gandalf.
Mark? That can’t be right.
Before he could speak up at all, he stepped forward only to bump into Dis, then Gandalf, then the still unnamed one and finally into Thorin before two hands on either shoulder clasped him steady. The Wizard and the Bubbly one.
“Bilbo Baggins,” he stood up tall as they both let go of him. He swept his long sleeved arm from him to the trio, all cloakless and lined up once more.
“Allow me to introduce the leader of our Company, Thorin Oakenshield.”
The eldest turned, and dark eyes looked Bilbo up and down… Inspecting him.
“His brother, Crown Prince Frerin”
The cheery one smiled politely. A sparkle in his eyes as he raised his hand in a tiny wave.
“And his sister, Lady Dis of Ered Luin”
“A pleasure,” she replied with a respectful nod.
Gosh he’d heard that Dwarven Ladies bore beards, which is more than most Hobbits could accomplish, but this was quite humorous and astonishing.
Thorin, slowly took two steps forward, making Bilbo’s tongue feel heavy in his mouth as he towered over him. Arms crossed, scoffing as he looked down on him.
“This is the Hobbit?”
And before the Hobbit could retaliate, feeling his blood boil at the ugly ego that somehow outshone his attractiveness.
The leader of this Dwarven mess, was whacked cleanly across the back of his head.
His sister glared at him and Frerin wheezed.
Maybe… there were some Dwarves that Bilbo Baggins could tolerate.
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Here we go! This scene alone has been rewritten to death but now I am somewhat happy with the result.
Enjoy my friends and I hope to hear your opinions, advice and suggestions! Or just a simple hello 😊
This is the best reaction to my (still in progress) fics ever, now I’m motivated to keep going!
Bouta make a triangle diagram for the Dwarves and see who’ll go where by Dwarven standards.
Here’s a little peak
1. Handsome - Gloin
2. Pretty - Dori
3. Butt-Fuck-Ugly - Kili
If y’all have fic ideas for me, not even fic ideas just funny moments or angsty moments that I can add into any of my fics they would be greatly appreciated
I hate when I’m trying to write my fics in peace but suddenly I’m hit with a ship that would make more sense but this current ship is so embedded in my fic that I can’t change it even if I wanted to 😫
When people start following me I panic because I’m just here reposting stuff that I find funky or that I can use for story inspo and I want to get my own creations out too 😫
WIP
You ever just combine your two current hyperfixations? Does it cause you to wonder what Bilbo would be like as a hunter in Monster Hunter Wilds? Just me?
also he'd be miserable, poor guy
Tried drawing these two again after the first time in yearrrsssss I've missed them
I'm a mix of hogwarts and neverland myself :)))
-,’ types of people ,’-
hogwarts: bloody noses, always trying their best, warm sunsets, late summer nights, sharing secrets, messy hair, movie nights, stargazing, wanting to explore the world, standing up for friends, dogs, loud laughs, fuzzy sweaters
narnia: pale white snow, red cheeks, hot tea, fantasy stories, neat notes, big scarves, early morning walks, soft smiles, cute coffee shops, calming energy, cold hands, friendly eyes, wanting to learn more, astronomy geeks
middle earth: ancient souls, coffee, old bookshelves, history nerds, loves mythology, feels at home in the forest, always up for an adventure, oversized hoodies, high grades, striving to be the best version of themselves, cats
neverland: believes in fate, doesn’t care about opinions, flower fields, standing up for what’s right, honey, photography, amazed by the universe, kind souls, often lost in their own thoughts, friendliness, loves the stars, artistic
OK so my plan for the character x reader is going to be this I'm going to write the chapters on the docs put I'll copy and paste them here it will be for thranduil, Billy hargrove, and marquis Vincent Bisset de Gramont.
Either way thanks for understanding have a happy new year .
For @silvereyesofelivostis, my answer to your positive train)) thanks that you’re here!)
Recently watched The Hobbit movies and spent all week reading bagginshield fanfics so have a silly meme
They’re gay.
No I won’t elaborate.
Kili: Oh, How would I know?
Bilbo: How would you not?”
Kili: Who am I? Karl Landsteiner, discoverer of blood groups?
Bilbo: You don’t know your own blood type, but you know who discovered them?
Bilbo: Kili, you’re bleeding out! What’s your type?
Kili, deliriously: oh I don’t know, I like brunettes-
Bilbo: your BLOOD TYPE
You certainly usually find something, if you look. But, it is not always quite the something you were after.”
J. R. R. Tolkien
So I drew another fucking orc.
And after ridiculous amounts of hesitation, I am showing him to the world.
This is my take on Azog the Defiler. He was only briefly mentioned in the Hobbit book, however was turned into a major antagonist in the movies. I did like the fact that the movies indicated he was an "older breed" of orcs that is less disfigured and more powerful, but other than that I kinda imagined him a bit differently. So there he is.
There is one super edgy element here - this version of Azog "decorates" his armour with pieces of armour that belonged to the warriors he killed 🤷♀️
Also I guess this could be a younger version of this character, considering how ridiculously nice and smooth he turned out.
So I said in an earlier post that I thought Azog the defiler from the Hobbit was hot and I asked if that was weird. Just in case you don't know what he looks like, here are a couple of reference pictures:
So....am I weird? Okay, well, there's no doubt about that, but can anyone else see why I think he's hot?
Really enjoying song fics these days!
Does anyone know any good ones!?
Oh and I just posted a trash of the counts family
Cale Anti hero by Taylor Swift
Please tell me any songs you guys love oh and the fandom of course!
I might even just hit shuffle on my music and write a fic by random lolz!
Writing Prompt
Lindir had been attached to the hip of one of Bards assistants Verissa since morning. He was supposed to be attending Lord Elrond but was told to ‘take a break’
Ugh!
Well she was nice at least, and dare he say it perhaps she was even a friend.
Elrond: There you are Lindir! How has your day been?
Lindir: My day has been well, Verissa here was quite kind in showing me around.
Elrond: oh was she now
Elrond didn’t want antagonize the situation but Verissa hardly seemed kind and helpful sort; a constant scowl on her face, short replies and staring at air. Then again Erestor did similar things...
Bard huffed: And how was your day Verissa?
She looked up from inspecting her nails: it was not terrible
Elrond bristled.
Bard laughed: Well good to see you making friends! And with elves no less!
Verissa hummed huffy: ...friends...
Glorfindale stepped in before Elrond could interject: Well then I hope tomorrow goes better for you I’m sure we can find something for Lindir to do without taking your time
Verissa blinked slowly:Why would you need to do that?
Glorfindale: uuuhhhh welll
Erestor: We simply don’t want to disturb you with someone you barely appear to tolerate
Verissa stared at the elves with the eyes of a long dead fish:
“I have only known Lindir for a day but if anything ever happened to them I would kill everyone in this room and then myself”
The room went quite, the room was quite until the humans began to laugh!
The non-Greenwood elves stood shocked. Glorfindale: Did she just threaten murder and the humans are ... happy?
Thranduil grind over to Elrond: No worries Lindir, this just means she likes you.
Writing Prompt: #3 Pinky Promise (Swear)
It was the beginning of spring and elves of all corners were gathered in celebration. It was a lovely affair. It was a lovely affair and the royals were acting like children.
Singrid:Just let me see it Legolas!
Legolas: No
Singrid (eyeroll): Oh come on what do you want me to pinky swear I won’t break it?
Bard: Singrid!
Singrid: What it was a legitimate offer!
Legolas: Fine
Singrid: Excuse me?
Legolas: I will take you up on your pinky swear
Thranduil: I thought it was a pinky promise
Bain (shrug): It is but you can also do the swear to it
Singrid: Alright then,
“Cross my heart
Hope to die
Stick a needle in my eye”
Singrid extending here pinky out to Legolas who took it dumbstruck.
BAM!
Tilda: Did Glorfindale faint?
Elrond: .... what the absolute-
Writing Prompt
Glorfindel reaction to the story of Medusa.
Writing Prompt: #1
As far as the other races are concerned “pinky promises” are super serious.
Tilda was crying, clinging to Thranduil’s robes.
Tilda: No! Your not allowed to leave!
Thranduil: Tilda please don’t cry I -
Tilda: But what if you die! What if you leave and never comeback!
Thranduil: Tilda sweetheart I promise to do all in my power to return as quickly as I can.
She extended her little finger out to him: Pinky promise
Thranduil: A what?
Tilda grabbed his hand gently wrapping her finger around his then shaking it: Now promise and it has to come true!
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And Thranduil returned within the month.