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The Mordor Incident (How Sam and Frodo Saved the Camp) (or, How Mordor Underestimated our Councilors) by TheLastLonelyWriter
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types
04 Sep 2020
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“Technically,” said Frodo, ignoring the crash from upstairs, “there hasn’t yet been a summer where Gandalf wasn’t late. Pippin’s only helping keep the tradition.”
Gandalf, who was watching Merry and Sam’s game with great fascination, spared a fond smile for Frodo.
“I have never once in my life been late, because I am always the only one on time. Everyone else just happens to be early.”Tags will be updated as I go, next update coming soon.
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Tears are Gems of the Soul by akblake
Fandoms: The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies)
31 May 2014
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Hobbits have the most unusual ability- when they cry, their single tear crystallizes into a colored gem... Bilbo Baggins hasn't felt emotion since the death of his parents decades ago, but being dragged on the quest and thrust into close contact with thirteen dwarves has awakened his emotions with a vengeance. Can he keep a hobbit's most guarded secret from the outsiders he's befriending, and what in the world does he do about the one he may be falling in love with? He really isn't equipped to handle this anymore! Slow build Thorin/Bilbo.
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As far as he could tell, he had been kidnapped, which in itself made this week more than a little unusual.
In which Bilbo steals away the Lord of Death, and Thorin can't quite bring himself to stay angry about it.
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27 Jan 2021
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“I missed you,” Bilbo said, and Thorin raised an eyebrow.
“I can tell,” he replied, casting a wry eye around the glade, where even now the last vestiges of the winter were still visible, though whilst he had not been looking more leaves had appeared, shiny and new.
“Oh, hush,” Bilbo said, his eyes not quite leaving Thorin’s face, his voice light. “I’ve been waiting months for you now, don’t go ruining it.”
Thorin was smiling properly then, and he didn’t bother trying to hide it; he reached instead for Bilbo, his hands finding his shoulders and drawing him closer before cupping his face, his thumbs tracing Bilbo’s cheekbones.
“If you really want,” he said, his voice quiet; he could feel Bilbo’s breath, warm against his skin. “I can come back every year.”
Bilbo shook his head, and for a moment Thorin’s chest constricted in concern, but then he realised that Bilbo was laughing, in disbelief or happiness or some mixture of both.
“You’re an idiot,” he told him, and that was certainly love in his voice, love and affection and joy.
Then he was kissing Thorin again, his mouth warm and pressing and sure, the glow under his skin brightening as Thorin’s arms fell around him, holding him close.
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nauva i nauva by itsybitsyasterisk
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Hobbit - All Media Types
22 Apr 2015
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It’s a memory he’s drawing upon, one of those many he can’t quite grasp, can’t really guess where they’re from because they’re not from this life. He has never seen a dragon before and yet the picture in his mind is vivid. It is as effortless as everything else to want, turning the small feathery wings huge and leathery, carrying the heavy body, propelling it forward faster and faster until he’s shooting through the sky.
Harry Potter died. Tiarn was born. Across worlds, magic translates in funny ways. But the saving-people-thing, that remains.
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26 Jan 2021
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“Why did you help us?” Thorin’s voice is quiet. Maybe he doesn’t know if he really wants to know the answer to that or maybe he thinks that Tiarn won’t hear him.
Tiarn blinks once, twice, waits for the colour to return in slow increments. He takes a few only half-sure footed steps towards them until he is three arm’s length away. He doesn’t miss the way the Mohawk dwarf’s hand twitches to the heavy two-hander strapped to his back or how the dwarf stills when Tiarn looks at him.
“When Gandalf brought me here,” he replies, looking back to Thorin, “I saw something worth saving. And I do hope you see something worth preserving, Prince Thorin, because Gandalf was right. Smaug didn’t just happen to stumble across Erebor in a random accident today. He came because that mountain is full of things you dwarves seem to love above all else and all reason and he was attracted by that greed.”
Tiarn stares into Thorin’s eyes unblinkingly, willing the dwarf to see truth.
“I won you a second chance today. Do try to use it, yes?”
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In which Gandalf owns cats, or rather, they own him. And there are cat shenanigans.
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