#thilbo
Day 18: 300 Gold Pieces
Here’s today’s fic for the Writer’s Month 2021 challenge (see @writersmonth for more info).
Today’s prompt: word: key | setting: role reversal
Fandom: The Hobbit
Relationships: Thorin x fem!Bilbo
Rating:G
Warnings: hot burglarBear with me, this is, again, a five sentence fic wannabe, but I really tried! I don’t know what’s wrong with me ;)
As usual, you can read this fic here and on AO3.
This was so wonderful reversal of roles!
“there was something vaguely alluring about him, an animal magnetism of sorts" Oh this brought all kinds of delightful images to mind. And the ending perfected that.
I’m very glad it did! The poor hobbit princess won’t know what hit her ;)
Chapter 317: Tresses, Toes and Trees.
Welcome back, friends, to a new episode here at Dwarf Telenovela Central. Durin has arrived. She hasn’t brought much luggage but she seems determined to stay. Same dwarrow time, same dwarrow tunnel! Keep those cards and letters coming, friends!
they’re sad and they’re gay
COWBOYS
lil ram/hare au!!
Is this the otp during an argument? During college finals? Who knows.
Person A: Did it hurt when you fell from the vending machine?
Person B: …….what?
Person A: Because you are a Snack *winks*
Person C:
[Bagginshield] [Thilbo]
Sometimes, I just want to draw some fluffy stuff.
[Bagginshield] [Thilbo]
And they lived hapilly ever after.
cries in fix-it AU
[Bagginshield] [Thilbo]
I watched again The Hobbit and I´m full of feels. I´m feeding on fanfics of those two idiots in love. I went through others fandoms and I would like to say…. in my mind, they´re married and happily ever after. That´s it.
Deal with me, everyone.
[Bagginshield]
The art of drawing when you’re sleep deprived and thinking about Hobbit’s foot.
“Thorin wasn’t sure if it was his heart that stopped first or the music. Silence enveloped him, save for the sound of those light chuckles. As his hood was lifted by an unfamiliar hand, he was greeted with a sight unlike any other.”
New update for the fic When Darkness Shines Brightest on AO3 (a collab with the super talented @lordoftherazzles)!
The flowers!
The details!
The bottom nose!!!
Just love that.
I had the honor of drawing another awesome bagginshield piece for @lordoftherazzles !! Please check out their vampire/hunter au Where The Shadows Lie and give it some love!!
I had the honor of drawing another awesome bagginshield piece for @lordoftherazzles !! Please check out their vampire/hunter au Where The Shadows Lie and give it some love!!
05. THE RADIANT [E]
↳NOW ON AO3!Where The Shadows LiebyLordOfTheRazzles
Thorin wasn’t sure what to say. His jaw clamped shut as his eyes went downcast. He felt awkward and exposed and vulnerable. Change was hard, just as it was terrifying, and he didn’t feel quite as authoritative as he normally did. There were no furs to protect him, no mass amount of layers to make him feel armed, but if this was what it took to blend in for a night on the town…then so be it. He’d be back in that fur-lined coat of his before the night was over.
“Do the buttons on the vest offend you? If you glare at them any harder, they might just pop off.” Bilbo asked, approaching cautiously and swatting Thorin’s hands away to finish out the buttons.
“I feel like I belong in a fucking circus.”
Thorin was more of the ringmaster of this particular circus, but Bilbo kept his mouth shut on that one. Low-hanging fruit like that wasn’t nearly as fun to grab a hold of when it came to sassy commentary. “Well, I’ll say it again. I think you look nice.” The words came out far quicker than he anticipated, but there was a strong level of truth to them.
Raising his eyes and finishing off the last button, Bilbo aimlessly was plucking at the dress shirt. “Besides, you might feel better once you have it paired with something to go over the top? I know how much you pride yourself in that big ridiculous coat you wear.”
“It’s not ridiculous.”
“It is, but you wear it like armor. It makes you feel safe, I understand that. Though I can assure you, there are no dangers here.” At least not any immediate dangers by Bilbo’s standards. “There, now you look like you’re ready to hit the town.” The buttons were all fastened, the dress shirt no longer was awkwardly tucked in places around the neck of that vest, and Thorin looked rather sheepish beneath Bilbo’s gaze. Odd as it was to see such a look, Bilbo admired it greatly, even if it did nothing for his blossoming feelings towards one grumpy nut.
05. THE RADIANT [E]
↳NOW ON AO3!Where The Shadows LiebyLordOfTheRazzles
Thorin wasn’t sure what to say. His jaw clamped shut as his eyes went downcast. He felt awkward and exposed and vulnerable. Change was hard, just as it was terrifying, and he didn’t feel quite as authoritative as he normally did. There were no furs to protect him, no mass amount of layers to make him feel armed, but if this was what it took to blend in for a night on the town…then so be it. He’d be back in that fur-lined coat of his before the night was over.
“Do the buttons on the vest offend you? If you glare at them any harder, they might just pop off.” Bilbo asked, approaching cautiously and swatting Thorin’s hands away to finish out the buttons.
“I feel like I belong in a fucking circus.”
Thorin was more of the ringmaster of this particular circus, but Bilbo kept his mouth shut on that one. Low-hanging fruit like that wasn’t nearly as fun to grab a hold of when it came to sassy commentary. “Well, I’ll say it again. I think you look nice.” The words came out far quicker than he anticipated, but there was a strong level of truth to them.
Raising his eyes and finishing off the last button, Bilbo aimlessly was plucking at the dress shirt. “Besides, you might feel better once you have it paired with something to go over the top? I know how much you pride yourself in that big ridiculous coat you wear.”
“It’s not ridiculous.”
“It is, but you wear it like armor. It makes you feel safe, I understand that. Though I can assure you, there are no dangers here.” At least not any immediate dangers by Bilbo’s standards. “There, now you look like you’re ready to hit the town.” The buttons were all fastened, the dress shirt no longer was awkwardly tucked in places around the neck of that vest, and Thorin looked rather sheepish beneath Bilbo’s gaze. Odd as it was to see such a look, Bilbo admired it greatly, even if it did nothing for his blossoming feelings towards one grumpy nut.