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You were all tossed into prison cells. Thorin sat quietly wondering about how much time they had lost in their quest, Bofur narrated their pretty obvious situation, and you were shoved into a cell with Fili. You thought to take it as an opportunity to smother him with ‘motherly love’ since he and Kili were deprived of it on this journey but decided against it for now. “How long do you think we’ll be here?” Bofur wondered out loud. You walked around your cell door and sighed at the question, “Longer than we’re supposed to.” You scoffed. Thorin wasn’t paying much attention to Bofur’s

Thorin’s eyes were fixed on the doe and his arrowhead aimed over its heart. The creature was ignorant of his presence and this kill would give him boasting rights up at the palace. “Thorin…” a small voice whispered in his right ear. He turned sharply and saw nobody there. There was a giggle to his left and Thorin aimed his bow – again – at nothing. He was convinced that his mind was playing tricks and so he turned back to the doe. Bow and arrow perfectly poised to kill; Thorin blinked once and suddenly saw the girl from the forest. “If you want to kill that doe then you’re going to have to sh

“Is this the story of how you and Uncle met?” Fili wondered as he walked by with the firewood – or rather, the broken table and chair legs belonging to your Elven hosts. Kili sped past and nearly toppled his older brother, “I love this story.” He said eagerly, ignoring the scowl Fili was giving him. Bilbo turned to you, “It’s a story? I had always thought that you and Thorin grew up together.” He wondered. You smiled as you patched a hole on Ori’s glove, “No, our meeting was something by chance.” You told the Hobbit. “Or fate!” Kili chimed in. You simply sent a

“Thorin hold still.” You scolded. Your face wore a frown as you tugged on the coarse black hair. The Company had stopped on the outskirts of Trollshaw Forest and Gandalf had left them upon its arrival. The company were so invested in preparing dinner and fixing sleeping bags for the night, that they did not take notice of you and the King sitting opposite each other by the fire. Thorin winced as you braided the right side of his hair and listened to his ramblings about Kili and Fili, “When I find them…” Thorin began as he stared sideways into the fire. “You will not shout.” You stated. Thorin looked

Caution - It's a bit steamy but that's all, I promise! “(Y/n),” Thorin said from across the room, “Have you seen my sword?” Your wedding with Thorin was tomorrow and you were busy sorting through the finalised wedding invitations by the table. “In there.” you replied while pointing over to the wardrobe. Instantly, you had Thorin’s arms wrapped around your stomach and his head over your shoulder. You could feel his warm breath tickle the skin of your neck and closed your eyes. “I wasn’t talking about that sword.” He whispered. You giggled and turned around in his arms to face him

 “D’you know what he wants this time? I was in the middle of the forge and Dwalin comes in, managing to knock over four of my current projects and tell me I’m wanted.” Kili groans sidling along his brother a scowl apparent on his boyish features. Fili sighs walking with heavy footsteps. “I know. Mother came to collect me and tips my candle over and now I’ve lost the declaration of goods I was meant to deliver to Dain. I love the woman but honestly she’s ridiculously clumsy.” He had bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep and excessive amount of stress. Guess he had another all nighter to pull

A brisk breeze blew a strand of hair into your eyes, causing you to brush it aside in annoyance. You were travelling with a small group of traders from Esgaroth to Erebor. It was a trip that was made monthly, to trade with the dwarves there for supplies. Although it was your first time on such a journey, you had trained extensively in preparation, eager to prove your mettle for a woman of your size. It was a well-known fact that you were one of the shortest women in Esgaroth; you were often mistaken for a child at the tavern. Your size, however, had come in handy once you’d begin training in hand-to-hand combat and stealth.   So caught

Bloodstream - Stateless Wake up and look me in the eyes again I need to feel your hand upon my face It was a rare occasion when Hannibal couldn't sleep. He wasn't the kind of person to let daily life interfere with his dreams. But he had been awake all night, unable to fall asleep. He felt guilty. He was sure she was gone by now. She was probably at home, sleeping soundly. He sighed and got out of bed. It was no use lingering on the past, so he thought. He changed into a dress shirt and a vest, slightly more underdressed than usual. He was not in the mood to dress fully; he didn't have any plans anyway. He had decided that he would stay ho

Today wasn’t your day and you knew. Since this morning nothing good had happened. It was a rainy day at the city of London and you from all people should get wet from a passing car which happened to pass through. After that an idiot came and tried to steal your back which held your belongings. Yeah like hell would let him steal them. You kicked him at the stomach and let him at the authorities to take care of it. You were lucky you knew material arts. When you finally arrived at the university you learnt that someone had told to everyone about who you had crush on. And of course you bad luck didn’t end there the teacher gave you a

A thing - Castiel x Reader (Cassie x Male!Reader) "Maybe Sam and Dean will actually find a way to get them back" Castiel said to you and you glanced at Dean and Deanna devouring the pie you had just made. "You actually mean Sam and Samantha" you pointed to Sam and Samantha that had their computers in front of them and were actually searching for a way to get all three of their female versions back to their universe. "Yeah... that" Cas said awkwardly and you chuckled. "No matter what gender Dean has he will always be an immature jerk and you know that" you said with a laugh and Cas nodded immediately. "Hey, what are you two saying about m